Current date was **/**/***;10:32 p.m. He wasn’t supposed to be seen, but he suppose it could be worse. It could be his parents. his mother maybe. Not that she knew he was alive. His father would be upset if he discovered his little escape. Much to his boredom and interest he found a maid of the manor; one of them at least. The surprise she must be feeling to know he exist around the halls.
It also on some other fandoms that can be noticed. I went through three different new blogs to get away from the anon hate. but apparently they kept finding me and telling me to die. i knew it was one i ended up following, but just couldn’t see who
oh, there’s no questioning that such negativity is present in other fandoms as well. it’s honestly disheartening, it’s disgusting that people go to such lengths to get a person to feel terrible about themselves, to have them have to deal with finding some bullshit in their inbox they’re not brave enough to send without going on anon, for the sole purpose of making someone they’ve never even met in the real feel like shit. it’s fucking sickening. like, i just gotta sit here and wonder who the fuck is finding themselves so pressed that they have to make someone feel like dirt so they can feel better about themselves.
but i’m looking at this fandom right here, right now, specifically, since now people seem like they want to address it like it’s a HOLY FUCK SURPRISE! people are acting as if this is such a new occurrence within this fandom, when it’s a tale as old as fucking time at this point of all the bullshit, all the problems in it, from acting members, all that has gone down since the time that the movie came out and people started pouring in.
two years. this has all been happening for TWO YEARS, and i’m pretty sure it’s gonna hit a three year milestone once november comes around. i don’t see it stopping anytime soon. if it hasn’t stopped the first, the second, the third, fourth and goddamn fifth time that it has been brought into light, then i don’t see it stopping now.
Jack was suppose to be out gathering fire wood that morning. But as usual he had gotten distracted. This time his distraction came in the form of a bunny. Jack had developed the habit that he had to chase every single bunny he came in contact with. In the hopes that they were the Easter Bunny. Thus far Jack had been unsuccessful, but he figured it was fun to try. Right now he was running after a rather small brown bunny when they disappeared inside a rabbit hole. Jack panted out of breath as he knelt down on the ground, craning his neck to try and see inside.