#How many artists have had their shit lifted and stolen by someone and how crushing that is

[miraphoenix]

Right off the bean, this is not a callout post. I'd talk to the person this is about 1-on-1, but a) he's had me blocked for 4 years, and b) it's mutual. This is me venting on my personal blog, something that he decided to vague about me doing back when I had my first blog.

With that out of the way. I'm really fucking tired of people stealing from Valenth/Revecroir, and from its creator.

Years and years ago, when they were a literal child, my bff/queer life partner--for the purpose of this post, their name is Leupai--made lizard-critters with hands on their tongues and called them leupaks. Eventually, they ended up splitting off from Subeta where they worked at the time, making an affiliated petsite called Valenth where the leupaks featured quite prominently as creatures in a fantasy-meets-steampunk world.

Unfortunately, their boss was a piece of work, and following a rather large kerfluffle involving another petsite lifting other elements of my partner's work (namely, a dragon concept and a companion concept), my partner was fired by the Subeta head boss. The leupaks were renamed into leupai, and Valenth expanded into Revecroir. This was in 2014, give or take a few months.

Through about half of the Valenth era and into the Revecroir era, Leupai was dating someone else, who went by Sixar at the time, later Kismeti, and the two had a long-distance open relationship. Kismeti also did a fair amount of site art for Valenth, and described himself as Leupai's biggest fan; when he'd met Leupai originally, his username referenced leupaks, he had a bunch of leupak characters, and a leupak sona. I met both of them in 2013-2014, right around the close of Valenth, and started chatting with them both. Leupai was more responsive, Kismeti was more reserved, but I did the best I could.

Over the years, I kept trying to reach out to Kismeti, but found that Leupai was honestly more willing to talk with me, so I did become better friends with them. Note that I was friends with Leupai, and trying to be friends with Kismeti. We chatted, we sent memes, we played World of Warcraft, I bought folks pizza across the Pacific Ocean, you know the drill.

Through this, I became really familiar with Leupai's world, at that point named Revecroir. I got to know their lore, their worldbuilding, their current projects, and the leupai creatures themselves.

The leupai were--and are!--still fat lizards with paws on their tongues, who can open portals between worlds with acid in their claws, who transfer their consciousnesses to other bodies if one is destroyed, and whose strength comes from the realm of dreams and creativity. In the early days, in lore that wasn't publicized, leupai were roaming around to find a world to live on after Valenth. This was a project that was supposed to be worked on with Kismeti, but nothing really ever came of it. Eventually, Leupai kind of moved on from that storyline to write more about Revecroir itself.

At the same time, I tried asking Kismeti about his worldbuilding, because he had characters and allegedly a world of his own, but didn't really get a lot in the way of answers. I saw a lot of Sonic fanart, I saw a lot of homestuck, I saw a lot of MLP:FiM, I saw a lot of Captain Planet. Eventually, I kind of... Gave up asking? And that's on me, but frankly, if you ask someone to share their stuff and they don't share their stuff, I figure that's the signal to stop asking.

As time went on, though, I was seeing some cracks forming in the 10-year relationship between the two, and I was helping Leupai through a lot. I watched as he yelled at my best friend for not responding to messages fast enough. I watched as he made plans with Leupai and then fucked off to do other things for hours, leaving Leupai in the lurch and worried about his physical safety. I watched as he gaslit Leupai about their ability to use a computer. On one memorable instance, when Leupai's internet was unstable while we were all playing WoW together, Leupai left the voice call to go reset the router, and Kismeti decided that it was a great time to shit-talk Leupai's intelligence to me. For a half hour straight. Until Leupai rejoined the call.

Eventually, I visited Leupai in person and watched as they were broken down to tears by Kismeti failing to respect their boundaries for literal hours, until Leupai caved to Kismeti's preferences. That was a rough night, and I remember wondering why the fuck my best friend's partner was treating them so badly.

About a month and a half after I visited Leupai, they decided to break up with Kismeti, because they'd had enough of him verbally berating them for not responding fast enough to memes sent over instant message, among so many other things. He, to put it mildly, lost his shit.

(For the record, I know what went down, because Leupai had me read the messages sent back and forth, to make sure they were grounded, and were reading things right. I've seen logs going back 10 years. His original vague accused me of not knowing what I was talking about, but boy howdy I was either there, or have read the raw logs.)

Anyway, he begged for Leupai back. Leupai gave him a chance that he fucked up within a day. Leupai said goodbye and blocked him. He then started messaging me about this on discord, clearly trying to use me as a go-between to get to Leupai.

At the time, I was going through some Complex Feelings about my own abuse by various people in my life, triggered by his behavior, so was reblogging a lot of support stuff on my original blog. I guess he decided this was vaguing about him, because he made a vaguepost accusing me of not knowing all the details (unbeknownst to him, I'd read everything) and finally blocked me.

I figured this chapter in my life was done at this point, and moved the fuck on. Made a new blog because I didn't feel like getting all his shit off my old one, moved across the country, got a new job, the whole shebang. Leupai and I entered our odd QPP/partners/bffs/???? phase, and I genuinely didn't think much about him, unless I was helping listen to Leupai talk about stuff they'd gone through with him.

Until this year. When I saw some comment of his break containment and end up on my dash, under the name "riftclaw". I had a bit of an inkling, so I broke my "don't look" rule and looked at the linked toyhouse to confirm it was really him.

Turns out, riftclaws are... Lizard creatures. Who open portals between worlds with acid in their claws. Who are looking for a new world to call their own. And who have some divine properties, that may involve body switching.

And all of Kismeti/riftclaw's old leupai characters are now riftclaws.

Oh, and he was planning to make them into a closed species. To make money off them.

Now, leupai were decently popular back in the day. I still have leupai characters, and make some periodically from time to time. There's a tag on tumblr and everything; if you're reading this, there's a decent chance you remember Vee yourself, as a fair number of my followers were there too. People still talk about Valenth from time to time. Leupai still has a folder of old fanart from back in the day with some 800 pieces of art in it. They were, by all accounts, successful until they weren't.

But the height of popularity was back when Vee was still around, in the late 2000s and early 2010s. The only new stuff in the tags is from an archive blog of old Vee assets.

Despite that, though. And I know this from messages between the pair, I know that Kismeti tore into Leupai repeatedly for "being more popular" and "having more eyes on their work". Even though "those eyes" didn't keep Leupai fed or housed, or really give them any income. Even though "those eyes" meant getting 50 notes on a tumblr post as opposed to 20. Even though "those eyes" just increased thievery and the constant pressure to be a Content Creator(tm), and were a major part of what drove Leupai off the internet entirely starting in 2018.

So imagine. Imagine for a moment. Being so hungry for clout and attention. That you steal your ex-partner's species concept that they've had since they were literally 8 years old, barely file off the serial numbers, and then make that your entire online persona four full years after your partner broke up with your ass twice for being an abusive piece of shit over a 10-year timeframe.

To borrow my own tags from this post, which got me thinking about all of this again?

#This is all to say; if you're jealous of someone else's success? Fine. Go have your emotion. But don't lift their shit.#Your emotions are valid; your actions aren't.

(Oh, and this is the smallest thing in the world, the least important piece of this? Riftclaws are already a thing from a game released in 2016 called Grim Dawn.)

[yourdreamscenarios]

When he cheers you up

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It was late and you were aware of the fact that you should have been asleep hours ago. Yet here you were, spread out on the mattress, staring up at the ceiling. You’d expected that today would have caused you to feel exhausted and you’d fall asleep as soon as your head would hit the pillow. But your thoughts were running round and round in spirals and there didn’t seem to be anything you could do in order to stop them. The past few weeks had been so busy you’d barely had the time to think about anything that was currently going on in your life. You’d been running from concerts to fashion shows on other continents, back to giving interviews in your home country. These past few days everything everything had been revolving around your new album with would be airing next month. Photoshoots were held and choreography was being practiced intensely. Each night you came hope grateful that you were finally able to give your feet some rest before you’d have to get up again the next morning to do the same all over again. When you’d first started as a solo artist you’d always thought of it as something fun, after all you didn’t need to adjust yourself to someone else and you could simply do as you wished. 

All your music was your own and described your feelings. You didn’t need to change any harmonies or any lyrics simply because your band members didn’t enjoy them. No, everything you created was your own and you were proud of your work. Yet, it did mean that you had to take care of everything by yourself too. Of course you had an amazing team and the best crew, but there was no one who could record your songs for you or who could learn your choreography. You had to do all of it by yourself and these past few years the responsibility seemed to have become bigger and bigger. The longer you were by yourself the more lonely you seemed to become. You missed having someone to talk to at night, after concerts or when you were going through a hard time. It wasn’t like you didn’t have any friends, but it wasn’t the same. Unlike artists who had band members you didn’t have anyone who lived the exact same life as you did. There didn’t seem to be anyone who fully understood what you were going through. 

You shut your eyes, hoping that it would help push away your thoughts so that your mind could become blank and you’d finally be able to get some sleep. You knew that if you wouldn’t you’d be in a terrible mood tomorrow morning, and the last thing you wanted was to cause your crew any harm. Noise coming from downstairs caused your attention to be drifted elsewhere. Turning sideways your eyelids fluttered open so you could check the time. It was 2 a’clock, probably the latest he had come home in a long time. This told you that today wasn’t the best day for you to burden him with your problems. Each night he came home late promised that he’d had a rough day at work, and you knew that he didn’t need for you to add any more stress to the pile which was already resting on his shoulders. Instead you focused yourself on the steady sound of his footsteps which resounded through the apartment after he’d shut the front door. His socks seemed to be gliding across the tiles, addressing his exhaustion. A door opened and closed, and you waited a few heartbeats before you could hear the sound of streaming water ring through the air. He was in the bathroom, taking a quick shower. It wouldn’t take long before he’d crawl under the covers with you. Perhaps after that you’d finally be able to find your peace. Recalling the moment you had met Baekhyun was the same as if thinking about a moment which had just gone by. 

It was as if the two of you had met last night and you were still as fond of him as you had been at the very start. You’d been new in the industry, while Baekhyun had already been an idol for two years. You were the rookie, and you had been extremely flustered in his company. While you’d been in the waiting room, getting ready for your second performance ever, he’d walked into you. You’d been in a terrible mood that day, having been flooded with negative comments the day before. Your first stage hadn’t gone unnoticed by the public, and everyone had agreed on the fact that you had seemed to be lacking something. The truth was that you had been shitting yourself. Even though you had been trained to get into the industry for many years, nothing could have prepared you for your first concert. All the burning stares and curious glances had made you feel extremely uncomfortable and you had been trembling is hard that you’d almost been unable to hold your microphone. And so you had been sitting there, even more stressed out than the first time, afraid to do something that would make the public dislike you even more, when he had walked up to you and had cracked a joke. 

At first you hadn’t even known how to react and you had been staring at him like a fool. “Well, you’re supposed to laugh now.” He had muttered closely to your face when he’d noticed your lacking reaction. After that you hadn’t been able not to. He’d made your feel better when you’d felt as if the entire world was looking down on you and from that moment of he had stolen your heart. You weren’t sure if he’d ever known that you had fallen for him from the very first word he’d spoken to you. But after you’d killed your second performance you’d risen to fame and the fans seemed to love you. And somehow Baekhyun had continued to linger, the two of you running into each other from time to time backstage or during events. Each and every time he’d shot you that blinding smile, he’d always treated you as an equal. yet, you’d always thought that he saw you as a colleague, and nothing more than that. So you’d admired him from afar. It wasn’t long before the public noticed your crush on him and they’d started joking about it online and during shows. 

Nobody had ever expected your crush to turn into something more, not even you. Until the day he’d walked up to you and had asked you for your number. “It would be rude not to give my number one fan a chance, right?” He’d told you back then, that glint of tease inside of his voice. The two of you had started going out soon after that, one date had turned into two, and before you knew it you were publicly dating and everyone knew all about it. Thinking about it now it was unbelievable how much time had passed since then. You’d been with Baekhyun for two and a half years now. You’d moved in together in the beginning of March, and you had never found yourself any more happy than you had been while you’d been with him. Some people just got lucky, it seemed. You had no idea how much time had passed as you ran your love story over in your mind, picturing every single scene you had lived through with him. But you froze slightly when the bedroom door opened, not even aware of when the water had stopped running. 

A small beam of light drifted inside of the room before he closed the door behind him and silently made his way over to the bed in the middle of the room. He muttered something incoherent as he bumped his toe against the nightstand on his side of the bed, clearly annoyed. “You could’ve just turned on the light.” You whispered softly, your voice hoarse because you hadn’t used it in a while. There hadn’t been anyone for you to talk to until he’d arrived. His movements stilled for a moment, as if your words surprised him, before he threw himself on the comforter beside you. His movements were rougher now that he knew that he shouldn’t be afraid of waking you. “You’re still awake?” He asked, even though the question was irrelevant. Instead of answering it you turned over, trying to locate his gaze in the dark. You spotted the shadow of his head somewhere above you and stared up at the place you thought his eyes should be. “How was your day?” You asked, wondering if perhaps he wanted to talk about it. Though he simply sighed as he lifted the covers and shoved his feet underneath them. The mattress wiggled softly as he positioned himself beside you, his head resting on his pillow. 

“Much better now I’m here.” He said, completely ignoring the original question. Unable to stop yourself you inched closed to him, wrapping your arms around his waist. He smelled of shampoo and soap, skin products and something manly. You couldn’t help but sniff his slightly now that you had the chance. This bed always seemed way too big whenever he wasn’t here to share it with you. His soft chuckle got lost into the strands of your hair as he brushed his fingers across your cheek. His fingertips stilled on your skin, and even in the dark you could feel his stare resting on top of you. “Have you been crying?” He asked, the slightest amount of worry ringing through inside of his voice. You blinked a few times, recalling the past few hours you had spent in bed and trying to remember if you did. It might be possible that a few tears had slipped out without you willing to control them. Your feelings could get to you sometimes. “Maybe.” You croaked, loosening one of your arms from around him and wiping your palms across your face. The plan had been not to let him catch up on your state of mind. You couldn’t believe you were this bad at hiding your feelings from him. 

For a little while he remained completely silent and you wondered if he had fallen asleep after all, too tired to worry about you at this moment. Not that you would blame him, it had been a long day for the both of you. Though, suddenly you could feel him turn over, so that his back was propped up against the mattress and he was able to rest your head on top of his chest. His strong arms curled around you to evolve you in a warm embrace, one of which you would enjoy every second. “Do you want to talk about it?” He asked, trying to hide the exhaustion inside of his voice the same way you had tried to hide the sadness. But you weren’t that easy to trick yourself. Resting your hands underneath your chin you tried your best to look up at him. His face was so close to yours that you could actually see the expression on his face. Baekhyun was a joker, always laughing everything off and acting like a goof. Yet some of it was all for show. When the two of you were alone you could have the best conversations with him about the most important things in life. You thought about his offer for a while before resting your cheek back against the material of his shirt. 

“What would you do if you’d never met me?” You asked, and you could tell that this question surprised him. It wasn’t the way he had expected this conversation to go and he hadn’t prepared an answer, so for a few minutes he remained stunned. Soon he laughed quietly, his nose nuzzling the top of your head while his fingers drew figures on your upper arm. His touch was lazy, causing your eyelids to drop slightly. The sound of his steady heartbeat resounded right underneath your ear, chasing all the demons away. “I don’t know, I guess I would have ran into someone else. I’m a cool guy after all. Everybody wants me.” He joked and you scoffed while slapping his chest. He was messing with you, the sarcasm dripping from his voice. “Of course you would!” You growled, not at all pleased with his answer even though he’d meant it as a joke. His laughter lingered a bit longer before it died out, the silence which followed much more relaxing than it had been during the past few hours. 

Just when you’d accepted the fact that was the only answer you were going to get from him all night he started speaking again. “When I picture myself happy, it’s with you. I wouldn’t be able to imagine a wold without you in it.” He said softly, almost as if he was afraid for you to hear his cheesy confession. This time it was your turn to giggle, unable to handle his words. You turned away from him and melted into your pillow, hugging it close as you pressed your eyelids tightly together, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. “I’m a charmer too, in case you haven’t noticed.” He laughed, keeping his arms tightly around you as he tugged your back against his chest, his feet rubbing against yours. “Oh I know, I know.” You muttered, sleep overcoming you, your bad thoughts long gone. 

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[blunt-but-cautious]


1- What was the last dream you had?cant remember 
2- What color do you wear most?black
3- What are your every day shoes?uggs
4- Describe your school bag

Don't have one
5- Say ten facts about your room

It's a mess, it's turquoise,it's cold,it's small,has carpet,pictures on walls,I sleep in it,the closet is too small,it has a window,walls are white lmfao idk.
6- What is your favorite place to be in your house?my room
7- Where do you go most often? Prunedale 
8- If you are taking the train or subway where are you most likely going? Tahoe.
9- Where do you live?california
10- What is/are your nationality/ies? Im a mut there's a lot
11- What languages do you speak? English tiny bit of Spanish tiny bit of Italian.
12- What is your favorite place in the world? Haven't been to many places
13- Where would you often go as a child? Sacramento to visit my grandma. 
14- Do you have brothers and sisters?2 sisters 
15- Who do you live with?

Mom,dad, sister, her bf,dogs

Beliefs:
16- Are you religious? If so, what is your religion?not religious 
17- Do you believe in God?yes
18- Do you believe in any other form of supernatural being controlling the universe? If so, what do you call it? No
19- Do you believe in Satan?yes
20- Theory: why does the fridge light up when you open it? Do you think there is a creature turning the light on and then hiding? Tell us its story.

It's just so you could see what's inside jeez. 
21- Do you trust premonitions?yes
22- Do you trust dreams?yes
23- Do you think wishes can come true?yes
24- Tell us something you wished for that came true.

I can't tell you then it won't come true 
25- Do you believe in love at first sight?no
26- Do you believe in Santa?no
27- Do you believe things will get better?maybe
28- Do you believe in life after death?yes
29- Do you believe in yourself?sometimes
30- Something you believe in : our lives are planned

Preferences:
31- Black or white?Black
32- Hot or cold?hot
33- Day or night?night
34- Inside or outside?inside
35- High or low?Low
36- Tall or short people? Tall
37- Long hair or short hair (on you)?long
38- Lipgloss or lipstick?neither 
39- Eyeliner or eyeshadow? Eyeliner
40- Cats or dogs?dogs
41- Humans or animals?animals 
42- Facebook or Twitter?twitter
43- Tumblr or We❤️it?tumblr
44- Stairs or elevator/lift? Stairs
45- Nutella or Peanut Butter?peanut butter

Honesty time:
46- Ever gotten drunk?yes
47- Tell us the worst shit you’ve done.

Friend got drunk and we ended up wrecking his truck in a construction site & getting stuck somewhere and reported it stolen the next morning. 
48- Ever gotten naked for someone?yes
49- Ever dated someone way older than you?yes
50- Who is your tumblr crush?dont have one
51- What is your dream job/career?dont really have one
52- What turns you on? 🙈
53- Who turns you on?🙈
54- Tell us the story of your first kiss.

Lmfao I was scared and I made my bestfriend kiss my bf first 😂😂😂😂
55- Ever almost killed someone? No
56- What is your darkest secret? Can't tell ya. 
56- What question would you never answer? A lot
58- How many people have you been sexually attracted to? A couple 
59- Did you honestly see I turned the 57 into a second 56?no I didn't. 
60- What are you most ashamed of (tell us a embarrassing episode of your life)

lol lets not

Tumblr:
61- When did you join tumblr? In like the 5th grade 
62- Who is your favorite follower? Nowpe
63- Who is your favorite following?Nowpe
64- Did you make friends on tumblr? Who?No
65- Do you have irl friends on tumblr? Who?yes. A few
66- What was the first point of this blog when you created it? Uhhh i don't remember 
67- Do you like what it’s become?lol sure 
68- What are your favorite fandoms (that you’re part of or not)? I'm not 
69- What posts do you hate the most on here? Ppl advertising 
70- What is your most used tag? Don't use them 
71- Three urls for “fuck, marry, kill” what? Lol 
72- Followers you find beautiful (not just on the outside):idk anyone on here
73- How long do you stay on tumblr most of the time? Like an hour 
74- Shoutout to anyone you want :uhhhh
75- Who do you secretly stalk on here?🙈🙈🙈🙈

Music taste:
76- Favorite bands: LANY, real friends, story so far
77- Favorite artists: john Mayer, James bay, ed sheeran
79- Favorite albums: Make out EP-LANY
80- Favorite songs rn: anything by LANY

TV taste:
81- Favorite series:pretty little liars
82- Favorite characters: Hanna, Aria
83- Heroes or meanies? Heroes
84- Characters you ship: Hanna and Caleb. Aria and Fitz. 
85- Favorite fandom post:mmm idk

Movie taste:
86- Favorite movies of all time: chic flicks😂🤦🏼‍♀️
87- Favorite movies rn: don't really have any. 
88- Favorite characters: don't have any 
89- Do you believe in sequels? These questions suck
90- Characters you ship: 🤷🏼‍♀️

Youtube:
91- Most visited channel: The Ace Family. Tana Mongsau. 
92- Most viewed vid: idk....
93- Youtubers you like: tana mongeau, Anna Campbell, domo and Crissy. 
94- Youtubers you ship

Ace Family
95- Share your channel! No

Friends c:
96- Best friends names: Julia,Vanessa
97- Known them since

Julia since I was born and Vanessa since 2 weeks ago😂
98- One fun fact about each of them:

I met one at target & one races dirt bikes
99- Pros and cons: lol they're just like me. And they're busy all the time. 
100- Your biggest giggles about shit:

😂 everything

Physical portrait:
101- What is your natural hair color?blonde
102- What is your hair color?blonde
103- Eye color?blue
104- Height? 5'3
105- Shoe size?6 1/2 or 7. 
106- Ring size (if you know it)? 7 
107- Any tattoos?no 
108- Any piercings? 3 
109- Do you want a tattoo? If so, where?yes my rib.
110- Do you want a piercing? If so, where? 🙈

Chinese portrait:
111- If you were a color?turqouise 
112- If you were an animal?owl 
113- If you were a letter of the alphabet?O 
114- If you were a brand?idk
115- If you were a number?8
116- If you were a song? That's hard... 
117- If you were a piece of clothing? Jacket
118- If you were a movie? ??????? 
119- If you were an album? These are stupid 
120- If you were a part of the human body? Head
121- If you were a word? Cold
122- If you were lyrics? I don't phuckkkkin know
123- If you were a pair of shoes?uggs
124- If you were a non-existing animal? Idk 
125- If you were an object?idk
126- If you were a flower?idk
127- If you were an musician?idk
128- If you were a book?idk
129- If you were a painting?idk
130- If you were an actor?idk
131- If you were a god from Greek mythology?idk
132- If you were a Tim Burton character?idk
133- If you were a molecule?
134- If you were an equation?
135- If you were a famous quote?
136- If you were a play?
137- If you were a fictional character?
138- If you were a celebrity’s spouse or family member?
140- If you were a smiley?
141- If you were a wallpaper?
142- If you were a material?
143- If you were an instrument?
144- If you were an accessory?
145- If you were an insect?
146- If you were a sound?
147- If you were an accent?
148- If you were a day of the week?
149- If you were a month?
150- If you were a season?