It's okay if you ship with a background character.
It's okay if you ship with multiple characters.
It's okay if you bend or even break canon to ship.
It's okay if you remove your f/o from their source to ship with them.
It's okay if you ship with a problematic character.
It's okay if you selfship.
It's not okay if you make call-out posts about other people based on how they ship.
It's not okay if you cause witch hunts for people who've done nothing wrong.
It's not okay if you accuse people of doing/being some seriously corrupt things over fictional characters.
These are real people behind the screens you're typing on. These are real people that you're causing to hurt. These are real people who you're bullying. All because you don't like what they do or say concerning fictional characters. It's not right. It needs to stop.
This community is a place of acceptance, one where most of us go to escape our irl troubles and relax. I refuse to let a few bad apples once again spoil something that makes me happy, and at this point I'll be standing up for anyone else they're causing to feel that way as well.
None of the people that I've seen you numbskulls call-out has done anything near what you're accusing, and I'm done keeping my mouth shut. You're accusing multiple people in this community of being child predators. You're accusing one specific use of being racist. All over fiction.
Back off. If you don't agree with what they do, block them. Don't interact with them. If they post things that are illegal by Tumblr guidelines, report them - but here's a hint: they haven't. You, on the other hand, HAVE.
What you're doing is against the law. It's cyber bullying, even if all you did was mention that "these people are gross". You're supporting the people going after them and slandering their names. That's harassment. You're supporting them being told to die/choke/kill themselves. That's assisted suicide of they go through with it, last I checked.
I'm sure there's other things you're doing and saying in your little discord servers. I'm sure you'll start the same kind of with hunt over me after after I post this. But you know what? I'm done caring what disgusting people like you think. I don't want to be associated with you or anyone who knows the full story and still supports you.
I'm done with seeing posts about discourse every other day and wondering 'what the fuck happened this time?' only to find out that someone else got accused of something 100% untrue by the same person who made the same accusations about someone else just 3 days ago. I hope one day you learn not to be an attention seeking, drama starting bitch, but until that day comes you need to step the fuck down and get the hell out of this community.
Feel free to block me if you don't agree with this, but the selfship community is for everyone and drama starters should not be tolerated. If you're one of the people spreading the fire, I want zero to do with you. If you know what's going on, from both/all sides, and still support what reallyintouglyfos is doing, then the same goes. I'm done with all this middle school drama.
*sees you and your toad themed f/o* oh shit same motif!! same motif!! (also toad queen is one of my nicknames too so big relatable efrgt) - (reallyintouglyfos)
@reallyintouglyfos
SAME MOTIF SAME MOTIF SAME MOTI--
Listen toads are just so good, ya know? Everyone thinks they’re gross lil fellas but they are actually rotund friends.
I commend your taste. I don’t know enough about Mort which is dumb because I love?? The x men?? But I support the hELL out of you two
As promised, here is my half of the playlist/fic trade with @reallyintouglyfos ! This is probably a lot longer than you expected, but I hope you enjoy it anyway! I certainly had fun writing on it. ^^
Title: Radiation
Fandom’s Involved: Overwatch
Rating: Probably a slight T, given what Moira and Kolka do to their poor test subject, but only a slight T.
Pairing(s): Kolka/Moira
Summary: In which Kolka learns about radiation and gets a small bit of affection from Moira, which is never something to take lightly.
Sometimes, if people were caught snooping around too much by Talon and they weren’t really important to their plans and the rest of society, they’d kill them and dump the body somewhere no one would ever find or make it look like an accident. However, if those caught were particularly unlucky, they’d be handed off to Moira and Kolka for experiments. Which was what had got them here-opening a box containing an unconscious Australian man who’d seen far more than he should’ve. For once, Moira was delighted, though Kolka didn’t see anything worth laughing or grinning about.
“Finally, a good research subject! He may prove to be the first step in proving one of my hypotheses.”
“I don’t see why he’s so important.” Kolka grumbled, scratching her arm for a moment. “He’s a test subject, just like all the rest of them. There’s nothing special about him.” Which was what Kolka honestly thought with about three handfuls of jealousy mixed in. If she’d felt comfortable enough to use percentages to know how jealous she was, she might have, but she neither completely understood them nor trusted them enough to let them into the workings of her daily life.
“Sometimes, what you can’t see is far more important than what you can. Australia is a hotbed of radioactivity. The place is positively swimming in it, and this man is possibly one of many who’ve been affected. I want you,” Moira said, putting her hand on Kolka’s shoulder, a rare moment of physical contact, “to tie him down, fill two tubes of blood for me, and use whatever little poison you have to keep him quiet. I can’t think when they start screaming and yelling at us. Nothing long-lasting, though. We need him to be as fresh as possible before we start working on him.”
“Alright.” Kolka replied, unsure of whether or not it’d be appropriate for her to smile because of the hand still on her shoulder, even though she still didn’t like this guy that Moira was so excited about. It probably wouldn’t be, since she chose to serve her, not the other way around. Things sometimes fell apart if you told a spirit of some kind that you’d help them with something in return for something else and got too chummy with them. In their minds, serving meant you weren’t allowed to be on the same plane as them, and too much joy because of one of their kindnesses sickened them, like you were a dog who wouldn’t stop barking because they were happy.
She’d learned that when she was younger, and she got the same sort of vibe from Moira. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t ask questions. Moira might have hated it if Kolka acted like they were on the same level, like they were friends or equal partners, but she had no patience for people who didn’t try to keep up, whether they were Kolka or anyone else. “What is radioactivity, though?” She asked, savoring the warmth of Moira’s hand on her shoulder, even as she kept her emotions to herself. Probably another form of magick that Moira wanted to pretend was her ridiculous ‘science’.
“Radioactivity,” Moira replied, almost purring like a Norwegian Forest Cat, is the plural form of radiation. Because we have quite a lot of work to get done, I’ll try to make things as simple for you as I can.” While she didn’t interrupt, Kolka wasn’t sure whether she should feel honored because Moira was trying to be considerate towards her or patronized. “Basically, radiation is the emission or transmission of energy in the form of waves or particles through space or through a physical medium. There are two types, ionizing and non-ionizing. Right now, we’re only interested in the potential of ionizing radiation, which is radiation with enough energy to strip electrons from atoms and leave them with a positive charge.
This whole process has the added side benefit of damaging the DNA in the affected cells, especially if you were born to a person that was stuffed with radiation or lived in a radioactive environment your entire life. I hypothesize that it’s easier to edit the genes of people who are heavily affected by radiation. If I’m right, perhaps humanity will finally understand that a little bit of radiation in their system is the price they’ll have to pay if they wish to take the next step in our evolution and develop bodies that are resistant to high pressure changes or ones that can change color based on a variety of factors. There’s endless potential for mankind, if I’m right, and if we’re all bold enough to accept the conclusions and implications of our studies.” As she spoke, her eyes practically glimmering with passion and excitement at the potential she would unfold upon the world with Kolka, Moira’s grip on Kolka’s shoulder tightened, like she subconsciously thought that Kolka was the whole world (or, at the very least, the parts of it she herself didn’t completely understand yet), and wanted to grab it at tightly as possible.
It hurt, especially since Moira’s long, sharpened nails dug into her skin, but even though she would have liked to complain about it, there was also a part of her that was..enthralled by Moira’s burning ambition and vision, and if that meant that her joy for the both of them bubbled up in painful ways, she was..fine with that. At least, to the point where the parts of her that wanted to complain were a minority. Normally, she might have been more tempted to point out that she could already alter people’s bodies with her magick, radiation or not, but it was rare for Moira to be this happy, even if it was because of the jerk in the box. They’d both be the ones to reap the rewards, not him. Together. So, she just looked up at Moira with a bright smile on her face.
“I think I understand, Moira! Is that why you want me to take some of his blood, so that we can test it for radiation?”
“Precisely.” Moira hummed, letting go of Kolka’s shoulder with one last squeeze. “And why I want you to use short-acting poisons. I’ll be prepping in the other room. Bring the vials to me when you’re done, alright?”
“I will!” Kolka called back as Moira quickly made her way to their main testing room that was packed full of equipment. Normally, Moira would just state her requests like the orders they were instead of putting a happy spin on it, and Kolka couldn’t help but take that little kernel of affection and completely warm it within her heart as she pulled the man out of the box and dragged him onto a nearby operating table before strapping him in.
* * *
“Are you sure this isn’t magick?” Kolka asked, unsure of whether or not Moira was telling the truth, as yet another pair of tiny wings emerged from the man’s legs. He was practically covered in them, and there was no need for Kolka to muffle his screams with her poison anymore-what had once been his tongue had transformed into a single, soft, blue feather, though tears of agony still poured down his cheeks.
“Of course it isn’t.” Moira happily replied, logging all her observations into her notebook. “If there’s any miracle here, it’s the miracle of science, which we both used to do this. Isn’t it wonderful?”
“Absolutely.” Kolka whispered, her thoughts torn between rapt horror and glorious wonder. Only one thing was certain-if Moira could do this, whether she wanted to accept that it was magic or not, she was certainly at the point where she could take on a couple of lesser Gods and win. She, Kolka, was serving a God who was happy and proud of her service, and she couldn’t help but shiver with that knowledge in her belly.
Aside from the obvious (disney's influence on your style) I'd say the other thing i've always noticed is how smooth your digital line art is ^^ - (reallyintouglyfos)
@reallyintouglyfos
Thank you so much, Kelsii!! I’m glad my lineart is smooth, I try to make it look good and go to a LOT of effort to do so, even if it’s just a small doodle! 💖
cooking/food headcanon - he eats way too much fast food and is the type of guy to make horrific junk food meals at 5am like deep fried cheesey hotdogs wrapped in bacon. (Krusty I am begging you to eat a vegetable).
random headcanon - he's kinda insecure about his pacemaker scar. :(
happy headcanon - he still loves watching cartoons.
If you're actually trying to victim blame a CSA survivor for the environment they grew up in, having the courage to tell THEIR STORY, and al
They blocked me before I had a chance to respond; but oh fuck am I pissed.
How dare they blame a child for being the victim of CSA and grooming. How dare they suggest that in an abusive home where they were being sexually abused they could’ve known better. They don’t know what’s it’s like to have the people who are supposed to love and protect you violate and use you. To have nowhere to go and to believe this is normal.
This victim blaming is disgusting. They are both victims and that shit leaves scars. Knowing what they under the manipulation and abuse of two older siblings. It’s despicable they could suggest a child would understand the full ramifications of what is happening to them. Stop victim blaming survivors for the crimes of their abusers. The second victim would have never happened if the first was manipulated, groomed and abused and taught by the people they believed loved them would teach them that the abuse they experienced was normal. This is the abusers fault.
That person is evil. I hate them and their rape apologism. You have to really despise a survivor to try and break them like this. I’m so sorry for the victims that someone would use their tragedy to justify harassing them over ships.
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Of course they blocked you @tired-user they're cowardly scum who can't take repercussions for their behavior and actions. @reallyintouglyfos doesn't deserve to act like the victim or the Good Child™ after victim blaming a CSA victim and even stereotyping that victim as a danger to minors because of their childhood trauma.
lmao reallyintouglyfos is out here grasping for straws and her last post sounded like a fucking threat???
I wouldn’t put it past them to make actual threats towards shippers because of the characters or ships they like.
They literally don’t care they’ve called a CSA survivor a pedophile-apologist, and has even caused mass fear and paranoia throughout the entire selfshipping community because they accuse anyone of serious fucking terms for fictional ships or even just by standing up to them and disagreeing with them.
They are absolutely disgusting, not at all the victim, and deserve to get knocked down, shamed, and humiliated for this kind of behavior.
