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Updated About Page
I’ve roughly updated the main muses’ about pages (for all except archivist!Alice, her page is still WIP)
It’s not perfect, but it should be a good enough of a filler until I’m completely done with everything. I’ve seriously slacked off with updating this blog I swear.
I’ve also kept their pages as verse neutral as I can, with the exception of Molly, John and Mariella, as they are only present in one verse at the moment.
A blonde woman with short curly hair and a big beaming smile offers her hand to Marlise. "Hello! I haven't seen you around yet, but if you work here, I suppose we're probably coworkers, arent we? I'm Mariella Carter!"
“Coworkers? I’m sorry, I don’t think I work here. In fact, I don’t know what I’m doing here at all.”
"May I have everyone's attention,"
Stellan's voice blared out of the loudspeakers, mysteriously not just from the grimdark's Office, but out of almost every other Office around. All thanks went to a certain Bradley who had hooked him up with the necessary 'equipment'.
"This is Stellan Sommers, of dimension T-8900, here to give the most important speech I'll ever give. I'm sure you all know where this is going to go, I'm not the first who has done it but shut up and let me continue. I have decided to throw my old life away. I'm no longer this Stanley Sommers, ex alcoholic and high school drop out with an absent or dead family. I'm no longer just that former protagonist who decided staying in this hellscape was a better bargain than going back to the real world and facing all my disappointments again." "While my past self fought hard to become who I am today, I'm not going to continue in his path."
A beat passed as Stellan gathered his wits, his breath trembling slightly from excitement, or nervousness.
"S-so...Neil Dieudonné de Grammont, this is where I want to pick up. I want to be the Stellan by your side forever.
I want to be the guy who drinks special 2070s alcohol and studies law even while loving the most infamous pirate of the Multiverse, the man who starts a new family with you, without angst or abuse or sadness. I want to build a gentle home, but also I want to roam every sky of every planet, learn new cultures and find new species to befriend or overtroll. I want to have crazy adventures with you, escape dangers and break laws and still wake you up with pancakes and coffee the next morning.
Life has never been so exciting before we met and even though I vowed never to become that guy who made cheesy proposals and cried at his own weddings and ended up being domestic and mushy, I want the entire Multiverse to know that you, Neil, are deeply loved, with all your flaws and all your scars and everything you dont like about yourself, I love them more than you can ever know and I love you, Neil." "One day, we'll grow old together and live the peaceful life we both deserve. With kids or not, we'll happy, safe, content, I promise.
I want to spend every day loving you for all you are and I want you to let me, and so, Cornelius Dieudonné de Grammont, time and space pirate extraordinaire, coolest pun master in the universe, cuddliest criminal and cutest batty of my heart~"
Stellan paused again for dramatic effect, and the smile in his voice was crystal clear.
"Let's go conquer the world together."
What happened betweeen Azura and Anders?? (I mean, I can guess but...)
“It’s really simple. We have become smitten with each other.”
(Long answer: He broke down her emotional defenses by introducing himself with almost chivalric politeness. When she become suspicious of that and started interrogating him, he shifted his approach to showing outbursts and vulnerability, emphasizing how similar he and Azura were. The more reactions he got, the more unhinged he let himself appear and it culminated in a forceful ballroom dance where Azura broke his nose and he ended up kissing her. Needless to say Azura is confused, terrified, and falling for him)
andstanleypushedabutton replied to your post “yes offense but i high-key don’t trust anyone playing a trans...”
//why not, exactly? I dont think muns revealing deadnames has anyhting to do with them being transphobic/disrespectful towards trans folks, especially when their muses have found someone close to them they feel comfortable revealing that name.
Most of the time, a character’s deadname is completely irrelevant to the plot. Cis writers (bc let’s be real, it’s cis writers who are the issue here) perseverating over a character’s deadname as if it’s something that matters just drives home that they’re approaching transness as something fascinatingly other. The way trans people relate to and feel about their deadnames- while it obviously varies a lot from person to person within the community- is something that most cis people can’t fully understand, and they give themselves away when that lack of understanding feeds into an almost fetishistic exploration of what they imagine it must be like to spend so much of your life answering to a name that isn’t you.
There are times when a deadname can come up in a plot. For instance, I once played a trans character who was publically deadnamed by an old enemy as a major plot point*- it moved the story forwards and also, in a backdoor way, allowed me to explore some of my own gender feels at the time (I had not yet really realized I was trans, though the writing was definitely all over the wall). (*The major plot point was that my dude fought to the death with the person who’d deadnamed him. Cathartic.) However, I don’t trust writers who drop their character’s deadname when it isn’t plot relevant (I’ve seen people straight up listing their character’s deadname on their about page, and boy does that make me nope out over the speed limit) or seem to shoehorn it in all over the place. Even when it is plot-relevant, there are ways to avoid writing out the name itself, and if I see someone not taking that care, it doesn’t exactly fill me with faith as to their intentions.
As for whether it’s disrespectful... it does echo a lot of the violation of privacy that cis people seem to expect trans people to put up with. On top of that, it ties in with the sentiment that our deadnames are somehow our real names- even if the people asking are far too ~enlightened~ to phrase it like that, the fact that they’re asking shows that they believe there is some importance to a deadname, some reality, some truth that we’re selfishly refusing to disclose to them. Cis people will ask trans people for their deadnames out of a sense of entitled curiosity, or a sense that not knowing the deadname is somehow a rift between them and the trans person. As in we’re friends, don’t you trust me, won’t you tell me what your name was? It’s weird, and people need to learn to drop it. Speaking as a trans person and from my friendships with other trans people- being close to someone doesn’t mean that that’s someone we’d give our deadname to if they asked. Being close to someone means we trust them not to ask.
andstanleypushedabutton replied to your post “andstanleypushedabutton replied to your post ...”
i smell................................................................................................................................................................................bullshit~
@andstanleypushedabutton replied to your post: @sodoffyabuggers replied to your post “[[I think...
// tumblr does that sometimes - honestly the most annoying thing is not wanting to be obnoxious by asking everyone if they got the ask after sending it. this site is so broken xP
[[ EXACTLY!! I felt like a butt asking you to resend those asks, it’s super broken but it’s like;;; the one we got though;; ]]
