#I never did the campain in them

[itsohh]

BLACK OPS 6?

[lilasboudoir]

France is very close to have a fascist as prime minister.

Art by Léo Chérel

How so?

- Last month, we had the european parliament elections. The far right scored a crazy amount of seats. In France, the far right had the best score.

- So the pyroman that some people refer to as our president decided to dissolve our national assembly and run new elections right after the results.

- He gave the other political party not even a month to run a campain which is very anti-democratic. He hoped with so few time, the leftist wouldn't have time to unionize.

- Well, jokes on him because unionize they did. It's called the NFP for "Nouveau Front Populaire" as "New Popular Front". It's a reference to a party of 1936 created by Leon Blum, a famous socialist in France.

- But our medias are runned by crazy biollionaires like Bolloré who wants nothing more than to make the far right win. So there is a huge propaganda on our TV and radio about how the NFP is dangerous. I mean, they even argue than to protect the jews, the far right is better than the left (the far right party in France was made by some ex-Waffen-SS but never mind) and people believe it! A lot of people think NFP is antisemitic and the reason is: because they defended Palestine and called out the genocide that is actually going on (so it would mean that they're against Israel and so, against the jews. Yeah, I know). This is the level of misinformation our main medias are in.

- If the far right win this elections, the president will name a far right prime minister, because it is a tradition in France. And because Emmanuel Macron isn't the barrier against the far right that he claims to be.

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Now, how are you affected by this even if you're not french?

The RN (our far right party) is pro-Israel and don't condone them for the genocide they're perpetrating. In fact, they see it as legitimate defence and they will give money and weapons to Israel so they can keep going with their atrocities.

They are close to Vladimir Poutine (do I have to say more in this context with the war going on in Ukraine?)

They plan to desobey european laws. If the Europe try to interfere too much, they will certainly plan for a Frexit.

France is a member of a lot of international organisations in which they have a lot of power. Do I have to elaborate how devastating that would be?

If you're worried for disabled people, black people, LGBTQIA+ people, women, poor people accross the world know that they will suffer a lot more if the RN gain power.

The RN don't give a flying fuck about ecology.

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How can you help?

Spread the word.

If you know french people, talk to them, tell them to go vote for NFP.

If they're not convinced, tell them to watch this videos :

How to recognize a fascist

How the RN is going to screw french economy

How the RN program is unrealistic and dangerous

How our medias are corrupted by the rich to make us think the far right is a viable option with the help of the Atlas Network

Tell them to read and/or listen to independent professional medias like Mediapart, Blast, Reporterre or Basta! and to support them if they can. Those medias did a lot of work to call out corrupted politicians. They don't have an agenda, they just want to inform. They're not owned by billionaires and so, can give informations as they see fit without any risk of professional threats from their boss. They are the most reliable sources of information in France and yet, too few people get informations from them.

Tell them to go unionize in syndicates, or to engage in a party or in an association because we need to fight now and after the elections and we can't stay alone in those fights. And while you're at it, do so as well because I'm sure you will need to fight in your own country. Times are tought for everyone. - Thank you very much for your attention and for your help.

[kabbal]

OMG i read the post where you said “[valeria] loves women but in a macho way” and i just… please, if you are able to spare some headcanons 🧎‍♀️🙏🩷

bruh I have a whole fic dedicated to Valeria getting bitches OF COURSE I have headcanons

When I say she loves women in a matcho way I mean she's a queer woman that gets mad amounts of pussy because she radiates power and the girls that hang out with the cartel want a piece of that. Valeria knows this and will take advantage every single time.

She's so fucking problematic, i need to hammer that in. The version of her that I love and go gaga for is someone that will take and take and take and may kill you if you ask for too much in return. the true girlcrime boss<3

a lot of the women she sleeps with are not attracted to her or to women in general, but that's not going to stop Valeria. If she likes her bed partners enough, she might buy them a Gucci bag. As a treat.

She's NOT a girl's girl. She won't do shit to keep women from getting trampled over if it mildly inconveniences her.

She might be queer but she's not an ally. As far as influencing public policy and politics she's far more interested in corrupting officials than campaining for gay rights. For me, she was more part of the queer scene when she was young, but she distanced herself from that when she started to be SomeoneTM.

Most of her macho ways come from entering the military young, and coping with the abuse she received as a woman (and a queer woman at that, not that she was out) by becoming meaner than the people who made her time there difficult. She absorbed the macho codes and became a master at them. This makes her an absolute nightmare of a person and also my dream girl.

She did have a girlfriend when she was in the army, as well as friends (the 'clean-cut senores and senoritas') she could be vulnerable with, but her girlfriend died and her friends met similar fates. That's when she started to think about going rogue.

She's a pessimist, but in a "the world will never get better so let's enjoy all of its vices while we're still standing" kind of way. She's got no one left that she cares about, so she's focusing entirely on making mad amounts of money and keeping her powerful position because that's the one way she's found to keep feeling good about herself.

She clocked Alejandro and Rudy as queer years ago but there's no solidarity there. She'll kill them if she must, because she's Alejandro's nemesis and he is hers (queer on queer violence)

That's a good chunk of my thoughts about her: as you can see, I love her for being an asshole. I might write yet another fic about her girlbossing toxic feats one day (and draw her with her girltoy she swears she doesn't care about)

[zvtara-was-never-canon]

It's funny that zk hate Aang and Mai only because these characters are a threat to their fanon ship. Aang and Mei don't interest them beyond talking about ships. If the endships were, for example, Zuko and Toph, or Zuko and Jin, or Katara and Haru, then they would never talk about Mai or Aang, but they would hate Toph, Jin or Haru with fierce hatred. I once read how they were discussing toko (Toph/Zuko). They were talking about some well-drawn fan art and, obviously, sensing a potential threat in the Toph, attacked her with poisonous comments.

Yup. Which is why Jet tends to get the role of "asshole/abusive ex boyfriend" in their fics almost as much as Aang. They cannot STAND the very basic concept of "My ship is not for everyone and sometimes people prefer the 'rival' pairings."

I've had some of them snap at me and shit-talk Zucest and Azula since they know I ship her with Zuko, and I'm like ???????? Buddy, the zucest fandom has about 20 people, including me, why are you feeling so threatened?

But my FAVORITE hate-campain of their was towards the "Zukka" (it was really Voltron fans projecting their Klance headcanons onto Sokka and Zuko) die-hards because EVERYTHING they gave Zukka fans shit for were things they ALSO did on the the regular.

Projecting and completely misrepresenting canon? Check.

Feelings entitled to have their ship be treated as canon? Check.

BEGGING Netflix to make it canon and pretending it was guaranteed to happen? Check.

Harrassing, bullying and threatening anyone who liked a rival pairing? Check.

Accusing everyone of being sexist/homophobic for not shipping it, but writing incredibly sexist/homophobic metas and fanfics with zero self-awareness? Check.

Delusional "The are totally hints in The Legend Of Korra that they raised Izumi together/had a secret love-child"? Check.

Convincing themselves they're the underdog, niche ship appreciated by few and hated by the majority when they were one of the loudest, largest, most insufferable parts of the fandom that wouldn't leave people the fuck alone? CHECK, CHECK, AND CHECK.

Seriously, the ammount of times I've seen both sides go "Your ship will never be as canon as our OTP is!" is insane because neither side ever seems to realize that's not the win they think it is because BOTH SHIPS ARE PURE FANON XD

[lgcmanager]

NOVA MISSION 004

SCHEDULE TYPE: TRIMESTER ( PART 1 OUT OF 2 ) SCHEDULE RESTRICTIONS: cannot be paired with another trimester schedule, unless stated otherwise. for reference as to whether your muse is eligible for this event, please click over HERE.

early morning, on JANUAR 18, the members of NOVA are met by their manager, GEUM SHINHYE, straight in their living room. as always, the caring manager comes in with the girls' morning drinks order. in addition to this, today is also a tray of pastries for the group to enjoy. "good morning girls! did you have a nice break?" she begins, spending the next several minutes asking each girl what they did and chatting casually with them. once the conversation dies down, he finally returns to the day's matters "alright, as always, let's begin with the basics first.” she calls out each of the girl’s name and hands them a folder containing all of the necessary information that they needed to know.

DOWNTIME

"we are aware that you've spent the last 6 months working nonstop and a week break cannot be enough for you to recharge. so i'm here to deliver the good news that until FEBRUARY 25, you'll be on a REST schedule. this means that, your work commitment will be kept pretty low, and outside of those we only expect you to clock in TWENTY HOURS at the agency. TEN of these will be spent training on your own or with the assistance of coaches and the TEN others will be spent practicing together to keep your performances polished.

training aside, on JANUARY 22 you'll have a photoshoot and cf shoot for LEVI'S spring and summer campains. congratulations on the contract extension!"

BIRTHDAYS LIVESTREAMS

"on FEBRUARY 15, our ROMIROLL (kim nayoung and watanabe miyu) will have a joint on hour LIVESTREAM to celebrate their birthdays. since the other girls will NOT appear during the live, they will be in charge of decorating the unnies' cake. i count on you four to make it extra pretty!"

SUPER✰NOVA

"last month, we begun filming your newest youtube series, however, we didn't have time to do a proper introducting for it. this shall be done on JANUARY 29. to the viewers, you will film what will the first episode of this series. for the occasion, you'll be dressed in HANBOK to welcome the LUNAR NEW YEAR and share warm wishes to the viewers. the show will begin airing on FEBRUARY 9.

as i've explained previously, the goal of the show is for you to take on various challenges and spread happiness. so, during the next several weeks you will each film TWO episodes INDIVIDUALLY. the FIRST will be to demonstrate a HOBBY or SKILL THAT YOU EXCEL AT. there are almost no limits to what skill you may demonstrate; we only ask you for it to not be performance related (i.e; dancing, singing, lyric writing...). the second episode will have you challenge a NEW HOBBY or SKILL that you have never tried before. once again, sky is the limit here, though once again, nothing performance related. it would also be ideal if you could show results within the episode of what you've learned within an episode (ooc note: about 4 hours of practicing the skill)."

NOVASCOPE

"the new season of NOVASCOPE has begun since DECEMBER 4. the fans have expressed their happiness at surviving this 'content drough'" shinhye notes with amusement.

EPISODE 1 (DECEMBER 4): "floral sense" recording behind the scenes [MITZI]

EPISODE 2 (DECEMBER 11): second mini-album recording

EPISODE 3 (DECEMBER 18): first week of promotions behind the scenes

EPISODE 4 (DECEMBER 25): second mini-album dance rehearsals

EPISODE 5 (JANUARY 1): year end activities behind the scenes part 1

EPISODE 6 (JANUARY 8): year end activities behind the scenes part 2

EPISODE 7 (JANUARY 15): 'ASAP' filming of the 6 versions behind the scenes

EPISODE 8 (JANUARY 22): PASSION5 behind the scenes [MILAN, MITZI, NABI, NAYOUNG]

EPISODE 9 (JANUARY 29): 'GENERATION' and 'MY TIME (DRAW)' filming behind the scenes

EPISODE 10 (FEBRUARY 5): 'DITTO' filming behind the scenes

EPISODE 11 (FEBRUARY 12): HOLLY'S COFFEE behind the scenes [MINSEO]

EPISODE 12 (FEBRUARY 19): HEALING BIRD behind the scenes [SKYE]

as always, SHINHYE will be filming content for the show throughout during the schedules, including following NAYOUNG and MILAN during their solo schedules. 

REQUIREMENTS

SUPER✰NOVA: write a 300+ word solo about your muse EITHER demonstrating their MASTERED HOBBY or trying a NEW HOBBY for +6 POINTS TO DISTRIBUTE ANYWHERE and +3 NOTORIETY !

make sure to use the hashtag lgc:novamission  for everything pertaining to this mission. you have until MARCH 30 at 11:59PM EDT to complete the requirements and validate your points. please submit the following form ONCE on the points blog.

TITLE: MUSE NAME ∙ NOVA MISSION 004 - SUPER✰NOVA: +6 ( skill points distribution ), +3 notoriety [ LINK ] - MASTERED/NEW HOBBY: please specify the hobby/skill that you have NOT written about (i.e, if your solo is about the mastered hobby, specify which new hobby they have tried. this is for the episodes listing).

WRITING CHALLENGE ( OPTIONAL )

the writing challenge has made an appearance once again! here's a reminder of the rules: any thread replies ( with a minimum of 8 lines ) written between TODAY until MARCH 30, 2024 11:59PM EDT will be counted. text threads will not count for this challenge unless the post includes a paragraph of at least 8 lines. as for starters, you can only write a maximum of TWO for this to count. 

in addition to that, instead of the posts counting for points like we typically do, this will help with your group’s comeback ( when it happens ) and music chart rankings! if you are interested in doing this, please tag all of the posts as lgc:wc003 and you have until MARCH 30, 2024 11:59PM EDT to participate and submit your posts for this event. when you’re done, please submit the form below to the lgcpoints blog:

TITLE: MUSE NAME ∙ WRITING CHALLENGE 003 - POSTS COMPLETED: [ # of posts; do include how many starters were written in case you wrote one ] - POSTS: [ link all of the posts ]

[mythical-illustrator]

My lovely friend! I would love to know your thoughts on

Grace x Mayday

and…

Helena x Hound

Luv uuuu!!!

Hello Friend, I love these and thought long and hard about them.

So we're going to start with Mayday x Grace.

Grace meets mayday when she is alerted to severl medical requests From a supply depo on Barton IV, that up till now had been ignored. She brings these medical requests to the council, who send her and a small squad of clones and one nat-born corpral to investigate. Right away her and the Corparl Nolan did not get along and that was proven fruther when he was rude and out right dismisive of the clones. Commander Mayday greeted them when they landed on the frozen tundra and took her to his men right away. They had been attacked by raiders for their supplies. While she was healing the men, she listened to Noalan disrpect the clones and Mayday's no nonsense attidide impressed her.

"Respect is earned" endeared the rugged commander to her even fruther. She endears herself when she reminds Noland he is "simply a corpal, and is outranked by almost everyone there so if he would kindly zip his howling screaming, some people had real work to do." The men chuckle as Nolan storms off and Mayday tells Grace his name.

Grace, being from a desert planet, and then coursant was not use to the cold climate of Barton IV. She had brought a coat but Mayday found her shivering near one of the heter lamps trying to meditate. He tisked at her and pulled out a roll of thick fleece fabric and knelt befhore her. Pulling her legs out from under her, he began wrapping her limbs with the fabric.

"Out here, layers save lives, hate to see the pretty medic die from the cold." He said as he wrapped her legs, carefully cupping her ankle as he moved up her limb. "I would have been alright." She reminded him. "The force sustains me," "Yeah, but lets not make the forces job any harder." He winked at her and she laughed.

Once they get closer and Grace's job on Barton IV seems to be a longer campain than intiall expected while she starts investigating why their reports are being ignored, they spend a lot of time talking and watching the sky. He points out the vultures to her and shows her the northan lights that pass overhead. He shares blankets and Body heat with her, each night pulling her closer and closer and closer still. She shares child hood storeis and how she never would have imagined a planet had this much snow when she was a child. They cuddle there, near the fire everyevening at evening meal till evenutlaly they were wrapped in both blakets, warm bodys pressed against each other.

"You still cold meshl'a?" He asked when she shivered against him, and she looked up at him. "I could warm you up, if you wanted me to." "I think I'd like that very much Commander." She says and he pulls them down under the blakents near the heater and he does in deed warm her right up from the inside out.

Mayday takes her ice skating with a few of his vod in their down time, carefully showing her how to slid around on the ice and even show her how to play a few ice games the vod taught themselves. She is smooth, glding along the ice with the help of the force and Mayday watchs her everymove with burning eyes. When they head back inside, he ducks her into a supply closet, sinks to his knees and shows her how beautful he thought she was.

She helps fight off the raiders when they come back, defelecting thier shots back at them, and chasing them away from the cargo. She sends a message out to the council using hte long range communication -about the state of the camp, and how the men had been there a year with no repreave. There were other supply depots closer to republic space that the men would seerve better on. The council agrees and orders both squads back to Coursant, and the men Grace's healing back to the halls. She runs to tell Mayday the good news. When she does, he sweeps her off her feet, spinning her around right there in front of the men- minus Nolan who all cheer. He then presses his forhead against hers and though she doesn't know exactly what it means, the men all go quiet and she presses back beacuse she can feel the itamisy in the gesture.

They leave Barton IV and Grace promises to take Mayday to a warm planet one day, somewhere with a beach and ocean and he dosn't have to wear so many layers.

Nolan gets shot by a raider. No one misses him.

Wow that got long- no one is surpised.

On to Helena and Hound.

i was thinking about this one, because I don't know hound very well but I think I know enough to do this pair justice.

Helena meets hound as Spider-woman when he come running down the street chasing a criminal. He lets grizzler off the leash but the bad guy shoots Grizzler, grazing him. Helena may or may not slam into said criminal feet first a little harder than necessary. Hound was a little gonna macked. All the Couri guards knew about the spider woman but at this point only Fox and Thorn had met her. She webbed the criminal to the wall and offered to carry them back to the Senate so the masstif could be seen by the vet faster. Hound declined imagining trying to swing across the city while holding a dog was already making his head spin - but she gave Grizzler pats, made a bandage with her webbing and left.

Hound met Helena when she was at the GAR building and he broke away from Hound in a surprise move to run across the hall towards this random nat-born. Panicked Hound called the heel word and Grizzler skidded to a stop before he could bowl the nat-born over. But Helena laughed and patted Grizzlers head and called him a good boy. Hounds Brain made have short circuited

He apologizes profusely but she just laughs again and tells him it's no problem and clearly he's a good trainer if one word brought him to heel. Hound is thankful for his helmet because he blushes beat red while Thorn laughs at their private coms behind him.

They start meeting in the hall more and more in passing - Helena started carrying treats for grizzler and the other guards laugh at Hound as he stops Everytime to talk to her. Hound was impressed and thought she had to be great because Grizzler is an excellent judge of character. They talk about simple stuff at first, animal knowledge, mechanics, what they do for the GAR before it gets more deep like what a Helenas tattoo means, Hounds brothers he sees and the ones he misses. Which senators are trash

Helena is actually the one to ask him out- after an insane fight across Coursant between some bounty hunter killing a Jedi and almost the corui guards she meets him the best day and blurts out asking him for coffee. They're in the hall and he's dead on his feet after an almost triple rotation and she just spirits across the hall, crashes into him and demands he go get coffee with her. She's stronger than she looks and knocks them over and he's blinking up at her because his helmet came off and then just kind of says "yeah absolutely sure, you free now?".

Then grizzler dog piled on them both because he thought it was cuddling time.

They start dating and become pretty affectionate in their passing, standing close and touching each other gently while grizzle sits at their feet. Thorn makes fake gagging noises and Thire makes kissy faces at his brother. She even offers to rewire his helmet when she notices him fiddling with a broken wire hit it wasn't in the budget to fix.

She introduced him to her aunt at her gun range. A gun range that all the couris eventually go to because Aunt Maria put a picture up down the range of various shitty senators including palpatine. The Couri guard uses it almost exclusively and Helena is a little lot concerned about it.

Hound discovers she spider-woman via grizzler once again. He practically lives at her apartment now and she stepped out to deal with something for work and Grizzler is pacing around. He keeps digging at a specific drawer, clawing at it and Hound keeps pulling him away every time but this time Hound gets into it before he can stop him and Grizzler pulls out the spider woman costume. Hound takes the costume, staring at it before looking at the drawer and seeing her web shooters and fluid and mask right there in the secret drawer.

Helena comes back into see Hound standing in the middle of the room holding her suite and she has a mini heart attack but he raises a brow, smiles and says

"I knew Grizzler was an excellent judge of character." She smiles and then he gets mischief and asks "does this mean you can hold me up against the wall?"

"only if you're a good boy" she says slyly.

Thank you for sending me these asks, they're adorable and I loved the au ships created here

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[thekingdomofran]

I don't really care about the font. As long as it is easily readable for me while I am working. I started some stories in Google docs, but moved them to Microsoft Word and am considering going back for convenience sake and I haven't touched them since I moved them partly because of the default fonts. (I am aware I could change them, but I am too lazy to do so) Maybe I do care after all...

I 100% could write it by hand, and have considered it. The only reason I don't is because editing is more difficult on paper.

I haven't been writing long enough to develop a specific ritual. So maybe my lack of ritual is the real curse?

Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. That and Hippopotomonstrosesqippedaliaphobia. Yes, these are spelled mostly from memory. I checked the spelling for the phobia, I did not do so for the osis.

I don't know if it's a superstition really, but your characters are alive and will 100% change the story on you and there's nothing you can do about it if you want your story to come out good and cohesive.

I have two. That I will never get it the way I like it, (I know this is an unsolvable dilemma, but it's still a fear) and that no one will like it or even see it when I publish it.

Watching my story come together. As well as coming up with a solid idea for the next part of the story.

Dialogue, because I suck at it.

I do believe in ghosts. Probably not the ghosts you're thinking of though. As a Christian I do believe spirits do things we can't see, but not quite like the stereotypical ghosts in fiction. Although they are very similar.

Depends on your definition of haunted. Haunted as in I was horrified by it? I can't think of one right now, but I am almost positive it has happened. Haunted as in hung over my head because I haven't finished it yet? Yes, my own writing has done that. As have many stories that I need to finish reading.

I am not sure what that old advice is, and I don't know that I want to. Yes, I grieve the darlings lost. I have not yet killed a darling, but I am a sucker for pain and suffering. It just has to be handled correctly. So, if I ever kill a darling, believe me, it will be felt throughout the story and your life. A darling graveyard is a wonderful idea. Thank you for the suggestion. >:)

The Lorem Ipsum is a cruel and unusual punishment. As for the wishes, gaining the ability to actually finish my work, having the dialogue come out correctly, and having the writing be less awkward. I think those would be my wishes. The ability to finish my work could possibly be replaced with the ability to come up with ideas easier, like no writer's block or something. But they are essentially the same thing.

I don't know what subject I would have difficult writing about. Again, I haven't been writing very long or a lot, so I don't have much experience with it yet. Same with easy.

My lack of physical social life does not allow for me to easily lend books to people. But I can guarantee you I would know EXACTLY who had what book, but I probably wouldn't get them back because social anxiety.

Don't do it to my books and I will tolerate your book abuse. I would love to read in the bath, but I am scared of damaging the book.

The weirdest thing I've ever used as a bookmark would probably be a post it note, or gift card maybe, if I actually used a gift card for that. I am very boring with my bookmarks...

I cannot, to save my life, think of any details to tell you that won't make it into the text. I am sorry. I world build as I write and I'm still near the beginning of the story. My dnd campain tho? That would need a whole post of it's own. 👀

"Knowing how the Sangheili felt about their swords and other people using them, she hoped that given the circumstances they would understand her desperation. She picked two of them up while thanking the Sangheili, both for joining their cause and for the sacrifice they made. Then she left the battlefield, but not before paying respects to all the fallen soldiers, human and Sangheili alike. Some simple words of gratitude spoken over the battlefield was all she had time for." This is a passage from a Halo fanfiction I am writing. The story came about because I wanted to emphasize the Sangheili's focus on Honor and Respect and how their views of humans changed during their allyship with us. The MC's name is Emira (subject to change) and respect is also a core value in her morals. She has not gotten to respectfully return the swords to the Sangheili yet, but that will happen soon. If I can figure out how she is rescued or escapes from danger. The battlefield spoken about in that passage has already been left by the conflict and is inactive when she finds it. The Sangheili she thanks are fallen soldiers, and she took the swords from beside their dead bodies. The passage did not change much during its creation.

I started writing because I love making stories up in my head, but I wanted to share them. The bumps are I always picture them as movies in my head, so turning them into words and having it come out as a well-written story is difficult. I am currently writing fanfiction and short stories, but I would like to turn one of my stories into a novel. I just haven't figured out how and I don't know if I will try to get them officially published or not.

The one true love. Life gets lonely, and they can give me emotional support while I struggle with my writing skills.

I wish I could start. 💀 I have 3 WIPs, all my first stories that I actually started writing. (I consider my dnd campaign a WIP because I am considering turning it into its own fic and it is a joy to work on) I haven't published anything and am getting very annoyed by my lack of progress on all of them.

Another reason why I haven't touched my stories for awhile is because I liked Google Docs' organization abilities better than Word's. With Docs they have tabs inside the document so you can actually have your stories separated with in the same document. Whereas with Word, at least to my knowledge, the only thing separates them is the headings. I should go back to Docs...

My couch? And an ungodly amount of clutter? I watch tv in the evenings and sometimes I decide to write while I do so. I get my computer out and have it on my lap, while I sit on the couch and watch tv, ignoring the clutter caused by my undiagnosed ADHD and complete lack of motivation to do anything related to chores...

People put prep work into their stories? Like, they get prepared to write the story? I just sit down and write whatever I can come up with if it fits my current story. Sometimes I have to tweak things so it all fits together.

I haven't come up with any irrelevant details yet. Everything must be part of the story somehow.

Given that most of my characters are based on me, yes I very much regret going into their heads and I haven't come up with a way to get back out yet. Please send help. I think I took a wrong turn back at Imagination Avenue?

I can't think of a specific character that was stressful. The most stressful situation to write though, has been the wedding reception for my (healthy) romance story. I have no idea what to do with it.

My MC for the romance story has probably been the most delightful. Either her, or Nialith Madgarb, (pronounced nye-uh-lith Mad-garb) from my DND campaign.

My brain is a cesspool for the craziest ideas. I pull inspiration from everywhere. Sometimes I wish the inspiration well WOULD run dry so I could have a moment of peace and quiet, but nay, I am doomed to an eternity of infinite ideas that I simply must run with. I am exhausted.

I have not yet written my dreams, nor dreamed my writings.

"Thank you for reading my stories. It means a lot to have people who enjoy my writing. Or are open to civil discussion about why they don't like it. I truly appreciate y'all"

Do deepfakes count? There is a series called "Master Chief teaches" and it's a bunch of videos of an ai recreation of Master Chief's voice and a script where "Master Chief" teaches you how to do stuff. In the video titled "Master Chief teaches you what to do when things go sideways" he says "adopting a solution-oriented mind helps you stay focused on what is most important during any crisis and that is taking action. Without action there is no movement, and without movement problems remain what they are" "Without movement problems remain what they are" is something I return to regularly when I start feeling overwhelmed by school, chores, etc. I could sit there and avoid the problem until it's so bad I can't anymore, or I could take action and make a move to fix the problem when I encounter it instead of sitting there overwhelmed and frozen. I recommend giving the video a watch, even if you don't play or like Halo.

I like to draw and paint (with watercolor, acrylic, and/or ink), and I have dabbled in cross-stitch, embroidery, and diamond art. I plan to draw some of the characters from my stories. I really want to paint Nialith Madgarb in my inks, but I am still working on mentally designing her character.

"Let's eat grandma"... Use the Oxford comma, people. It saves lives.

I cannot remember a single writing rule to comment on right now. If it works for your story and style, go for it. If it doesn't, yeet it into the abyss. Idk

I know an entire alphabet's worth of star wars character's and then some. This has nothing to do with my ability to write. Also, Halo 5: Guardians and Star Wars: The Force Awakens came out the same year, one in October, the other in December. Again, not related to my writing.

They wouldn't even consider me lol. And if they did, they'd think I was insane. And had severe ADHD. And they wouldn't be wrong...

My writing process is too slow and barely existing. Nothing about it is super weird except for the fact that I bounce all over the story and fill in the missing parts once I come up with a way to do so. As for the cats, they like to think they don't care about us, but they 100% do. And they would die of embarrassment if they knew we know they care.

Nothing. If I feel like giving up, I take a break until I inevitably come up with an irresistible idea on how to continue the story. Rinse and repeat.

I don't know if you mean a poem someone else wrote, or one I wrote, so I shall do both. Robert Frost's Stopping by woods on a Snowy Evening: Whose woods these are I think I know His house in the village though He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year He gives is harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake The woods are lovely, dark and deep But I have promises to keep And miles to go before I sleep And miles to go before I sleep. My poem: Where’s my Neverland?: Where’s my Neverland? I’ve got so much in my hand Meetings and school I know you do too We want an adventure But life forces expenditure Paying the bills By wasting our skills Wish I could read until 2 a.m. But, alas, an adult I am And my days are made up Of working towards a paystub I wish we were kids Lying down in our beds Looking out at the sky Where the stars are not shy People today are depressed and dismayed All the time worrying about being betrayed Worried about being laid off from work And still somehow not giving a "fork" Where is our Neverland? Where is our wish? Of fun-filled times and Mom’s favorite dish? Where’s our adventure filled with imagination and beauty? Of digging in sand to find pirate booty? The answer is simple, and yet oh so sad Those days are gone by, the best days we’ve had Those memories are all that we have Of those days made whole by a laugh But, worry not, for there’s always tomorrow So, please don’t obsess over yesterday’s sorrow Look straight ahead While lying in bed Dreaming of heaven Those days will be back soon I reckon Where sorrows will be traded for unending joy And kids in sandboxes again shout “AHOY” And we can always smell the finest of food And all work turns to play and we know that it’s good

I hope this answers all your questions and confirms that writers are in fact weird. :) And I hope the poetry was satisfactory.

Weird Questions for Writers (because writers are weird)

1. What font do you write in? Do you actually care or is that just the default setting?

2. If you had to give up your keyboard and write your stories exclusively by hand, could you do it? If you already write everything by hand, a) are you a wizard and b) pen or pencil?

3. What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?

4. What’s a word that makes you go absolutely feral?

5. Do you have any writing superstitions? What are they and why are they 100% true?

6. What is your darkest fear about writing?

7. What is your deepest joy about writing?

8. If you had to write an entire story without either action or dialogue, which would you choose and how would it go?

9. Do you believe in ghosts? This isn’t about writing I just wanna know

10. Has a piece of writing ever “haunted” you? Has your own writing haunted you? What does that mean to you?

11. Do you believe in the old advice to “kill your darlings?” Are you a ruthless darling assassin? What happens to the darlings you murder? Do you have a darling graveyard? Do you grieve?

12. If a genie offered you three writing wishes, what would they be? Btw if you wish for more wishes the genie turns all your current WIPs into Lorem Ipsum, I don’t make the rules

13. What is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you write about? What is easy?

14. Do you lend your books to people? Are people scared to borrow books from you? Do you know exactly where all your “lost” books are and which specific friend from school you haven’t seen in twelve years still possesses them? Will you ever get them back?

15. Do you write in the margins of your books? Dog-ear your pages? Read in the bath? Why or why not? Do you judge people who do these things? Can we still be friends?

16. What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever used as a bookmark?

17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.

19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?

20. If a witch offered you the choice between eternal happiness with your one true love and the ability to finally finish, perfect, and publish your dearest, darlingest, most precious WIP in exactly the way you've always imagined it — which would you choose? You can’t have both sorry, life’s a bitch

21. Could you ever quit writing? Do you ever wish you could? Why or why not?

22. How organized are you with your writing? Describe to me your organization method, if it exists. What tools do you use? Notebooks? Binders? Apps? The Cloud?

23. Describe the physical environment in which you write. Be as detailed as possible. Tell me what’s around you as you work. Paint me a picture.

24. How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?

25. What is a weird, hyper-specific detail you know about one of your characters that is completely irrelevant to the story?

26. How do you get into your character’s head? How do you get out? Do you ever regret going in there in the first place?

27. Who is the most stressful character you’ve ever written? Why?

28. Who is the most delightful character you’ve ever written? Why?

29. Where do you draw your inspiration? What do you do when the inspiration well runs dry?

30. Talk to me about the role dreams play in your writing life. Have you ever used material from your dreams in your writing? Have you ever written in a dream? Did you remember it when you woke up?

31. Write a short love letter to your readers.

32. What is a line from a poem/novel/fanfic etc that you return to from time and time again? How did you find it? What does it mean to you?

33. Do you practice any other art besides writing? Does that art ever tie into your writing, or is it entirely separate?

34. Thoughts on the Oxford comma, Go:

35. What’s your favorite writing rule to smash into smithereens?

36. They say to Write What You Know. Setting aside for a moment the fact that this is terrible advice...what do you Know?

37. If you were to be remembered only by the words you’ve put on the page, what would future historians think of you?

38. What is something about your writing process YOU think is Really Weird? If you are comfortable, please share. If you’re not comfortable, what do you think cats say about us?

39. What keeps you writing when you feel like giving up?

40. Please share a poem with me, I need it.

[fayewoodss]

feel free to delete this ask if you dont want to talk about it anymore but wanted to add a last note.

What stranges me it's that the rest of the video as long as I can fact check is true, even the merch part that uses information of coffezilla's video. So that editors part seems even more out of place.

Seeing his response...I believe he didnt mean to be dishonest or malisiously lie even if he ended up being dishonest. Im going to be honest here, I think it was pettienest. He probably wanted to add the merch and the editors for that part to responde to that part tommy said and ended up cutting the screenshots of the editors to make his point more clear out of pettinest which is wrong bc like the editors shouldnt be dragged into this but that's why I believe he did it. He probably thought that bc he wasnt faking the screenshots it wasnt a big deal but yeah it was not good. This is mostly the only reason why I can of it tbh.

I feel sad tbh. I know nothing is black and white and dream will never be black and white too but still makes me sad. I hope he says sorry to the editors and corrects himself on that part. If not while im gonna be sad, my position over awful harrassment towards him and him suffering an awful smear campain meant to hurt his mental health to the ground and being victim of propursly bad intentded rumours it's not gonna change even if dream did a bad thing and im happy seeing that a part of the consesus it's this and I liked hearing your thoughts on this too, Send you a big hus and sorry for the long text 😅

I really appreciate you sharing your thoughts with me!

The main reason I didn't want to discuss further was mostly because I wasn't caught up on the invoice stuff and really only wanted to talk about the editor part since I had more knowledge there and I think that deserves criticism. I don't doubt he tried to source things in good faith, and editors within those circles could have very likely mislead him or fed him false information, but still seeing that he did use those conversations without permission of the editors actually involved in them and cropped out the context, it's presents a false narrative. I don't think this dishonesty was malicious, it was likely a petty emotional response to how many flagrant and false claims Tommy made in his video, like you said.

In the grand scheme of things, this whole thing disappointed me but I don't want it to overshadow his factual points. Unfortunately, this whole situation is so terrible and no matter what he does, people will continue to find something wrong with him and his responses, regardless of if it's critique-worthy or not. If this weren't already so blown out of proportion by the time his video dropped, I don't think this issue would be taking up as much bandwidth as it is. Like you said, I think it would be good of him to properly apologize to those editors and fix that mistake, and maybe that could help him regain some credibility with a larger audience, but at the same time I think the people who hate him are too blinded by that hate to change.

I'm sorry that's so gloomy, and all of that just to say that I do agree with you. At this point I'm not sure if he should even try to respond publicly anymore. I just hope he's okay and really thinks about what his next move is, even if it's just logging off and taking care of himself. He needs that.

Someone should destroy the Twitter servers right fucking now.

[lily-sinclair-2006]

Loser like me: 2/5

Paring: Dustin x reader

Warnings: Nightmares, blood, Eddie being a dumbass.

Part 1 Part 2 part 3 ~~~~~

“Hey Y/n” Dustin yelled, making you turn. He was out of breath, Mike behind him.

“Hey, Dustin and Mike, What’s up?” You smile and look at them with confusing look.

“We Huff Need Huff You Huff to play Huff. DnD with us.” Dustin was out of breath, I blinked in suprise.

“But- What if it happens again?” You ask with slight fear.

“What?” Dustin says confused.

“What if someone gets hurt. Just because I play DND?” You tear up and look at Dustin- “I lost Uncle hopper because of it. I don’t wanna lose anyone else.”

“I don’t think that’s what happens.” Dustin said, “And I think that you-“ Dustin’s voice was drowned out by the sound of a Clock bell. You look up and look around.

“Did you hear that?” You muttered.

“Hear what?” Mike asked, he looked slightly annoyed.

“Did you hear-“ you look at them. “Never mind.”

“Please Y/n” Dustin muttered his heart Breaking at your sad eyes.

“Okay,” you smile and grab his hand. “L-let’s go.” You say, trying to keep your hand from shaking.

~In the drama room~

Dustin opened the door, Mike followed.

“Where are they?” Eddie asked, Dustin looked at the door.

“Oh come on!” Dustin said, grabbing your hand and walking into the room. You looked around.

“Hello- Y/n?“ Eddie said. He smirked at Dustin. “This isn’t a Beauty salon. Though, I think your Friend here would need one.”

You blinked in shock, you felt anger, pulse through your veins. “First of all, I’m more beautiful than you sweetheart and Second of all, Says DnD stats. Cuz writer has no idea what to write.”

Eddie chuckles, “Welcome to hellfire.”

“Are we gonna play or what?” You say, still upset.

~after the Campain~

You felt better, honestly. You missed playing it with your best friends. But the feeling of being watched was troubling you.

When you got home you layed down and Fell asleep. You look around and see Will- it was him younger.

“Why didn’t you help find me?” He said, looking at you sad. “It’s your fault I was kidnapped.” He than changed into a lightly older Will. “And was controlled by The mindflayer.” He changed into the last time you saw him. “And why that mall burned down all because you played DND.”

“No- no- Stop it!” You covered your ears. “I didn’t mean too!”

“It’s all your fault!” Will yelled, He started bleeding from his eyes as he turned into billy.

“You let me die and Max without a Brother.” He said, Your eyes widened as your friends and family’s surround you.

Repeating “It’s your fault.” You screamed and woke up. You started breathing heavily.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A/N: let me know if you want to be on the tag list for this series.

[s0lar-ch3ri]

making this a series ig (spoilers, mostly minor, idk well just have to ROLL WITH IT AND SEE)

episode is starting from zero, episode 1 (quick note: i love how excited everyone is aty the beggining for this camoain, so heartwarming) "'for all you audio listeners your about to hear what a man catching on fire sounds like' 'and also a house catching on fire'" "so its like 3 belts? yeah" "this character sucks not enough belts" ok chip hasnt been described and hes already drawn blood "how much trouble does this woman have keeping her pants up holy shit" "anything that looks valueable, take it" "whats a barrel" instant love with this campaine from here "ill carry this" "ok" "but w h y" “this is the fastest I've ever committed arson in a campaign” "ok as soon as we light this ill let them know so they die an honorable death" "but the barrel is terrified of fire" "so this is a barrel" "lets blow up this popcicle place" hes trying guys "grab a barrel as well i need to study" "in you multitude of belts" when did i forget jay had so many and got bullied for it "i hope she didnt find any more belts in there" ok but whenever i hear marshal jon being described the dopamine just floods out "oh! that wasnt the bathroom!" "no it was not, it was the room where we got the explosives" "WHAT ARE YOU GRABBING THE EXPLOSIVES FOR" "to blow up your ship" bro i loved how gill interacted with people before what an idiot /pos "gill make a-dont make anything you told the truth" gotta love grizzly doing a save "and jay you go to kick this man in the back of the knee and you do you realise that his calf muscles are literally built like boulders" "i want to put my hand on his shoulder" and so it begins the convincing! yes gill go!! "hang on let me see that...big j" "JON, ITS YOUR CHOIIIIIIIIIIIIIISE" "as the door is blown off-" "did somebody fart?" ah yes gill you lit the explosive that makes people fart" "BACHOW!" please dont stop this man from making random noises its great "is your skin always wet or is it dry?" GRIZZ ASKING THE REAL QUESTIONS!! "you are to learn a lesson from the moisture master!" remember when gill made his title canon now, its 6 seconds to 20 minutes in "THOSE PIRATES!" man knowing him now its kinda strange to hear him hunting them down "i just occasonally grab people and im like 'you can be better'" cant believe gill went from telling people to be better to just immedately trying to solve their problems (like not even 2 episodes later if im remembering right) "excellent jay you are a fog frog" "im gonna steal somebody's hat then run out the door" jay stealing chips job now "im passing the barrel out the window" i remember when hed just be a problem for any stealth kind of movements "MY FRIEND SAID HE DOESNT WANT YOU TO HAVE AN ADVANTAGE" "there is still time" ITS STARTING WOW "you get the sense this guy cannot see very well" i forgot he had sight problems "YOU BLEW A HOLE IN OUR TOWER" "and you blew a hole in my heart" ACCIDENTAL FORESHADOWING AND A GREAT MOMENT FOR SHIPPERS?? HOW MUCH IS CHARLIE FEEDING US WITH GILLION TIDESTRIDER!?!!? (spoiler: a lot) "can i make a persuasion check?" "sure" if charlie never said this we would never have the future pirate jon, IF HE NEVER GOT A 16 THINK WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED "you cant tell if i cry a single tear or if im usually that moist" the fact that he is can make for an angsty hc that nobody really would notice gill crying "jon didnt make it" oh this better not be another accidental foreshadow "you see, a pink frogtupus" everyone being excited for the preztal reveal was also all of us huh dont lie! "i look like a big flounder" fanartists canon gill description /j "god damn it big j" friendly reminder that (from what ive seen) marshal jon is the only character gill gave a nickname, and he had met him like 20+ minutes ago "YA BOY GILL ABOUTA BE FRIED" "ima just grab them both and jump" ngl i cant put my finger on it but calmer gillion probs the chaos control thats needed because of him being feral "jon this is for you" *proceeds to get an 8* (would have been epic if he suceeded that charisma tho) "jon, the power is- eyeh" "i look over wistfully (?) 'but w h y?'"

[tgammsideblog]

Andrea Davenport character analysis (Season 1)

Andrea Davenport was first introduced in "First Day Frights" filling the role of "rich girl" that messes with the protagonist. While initially friendly to Molly, minutes later she put her in the outcast status for just misprononcing her name, showing she can be overly dramatic.

Despite her antagonism in "First Day Frights" Andrea doesn't care about Molly. Unlike other characters from her type, she doesn't seek to bully people in particular. She would rather spend time checking on her social media. Andrea's bad behaviour is something that she doesn't seem to be aware of. She doesn't realize when she is being rude to someone. This likely comes from her family status or the upbringing she receives.

One of the most iconic character traits from Andrea is her investment in making videos for her followers. She is a huge celebrity in social media and she is always seen with her phone filming something.

Andrea is an attention seeker. She does anything to get likes from her followers including questionable things. (The Don't Gooder). She likes to be the center of attention which can lead to her pushing people aside to get it (Hooray for Mollywood!).

Her desire for attention comes from the lack of emotional attention she receives from her parents. She sometimes does grand gestures to make them pay attention to her. In ¨The Don’t Gooder¨ they ignored Andrea when she was trying to talk to them. They continued using their phones after people were celebrating Andrea winning the charity contest, only sending likes to her daughter as a sign of congratulations.

Mr.Davenport is somewhat aware that he is negligent to Andrea, expressing that his father was like that as well. In "Saving Christmas" he donates money to save the Snowflake festival to make his daughter happy. In ¨The Lucky Penny¨ he and Mrs Davenport hugged Andrea after they gave her a pony. In ¨Home is Where the Haunt is¨ he was hanging out with his daughter in the forest because of business.

In "Home is Where the Haunt is" Andrea used her social media to start a charity campain so the Mcgees could get their house back. This is one of the first times Andrea did something generous for other person. She explained that the reason she did this was because she considered Molly "her best friend" bringing up the events for "Hooray for Mollywood!" and "The Don't Gooder".

This showed that she has a weird concept of friendship since she never really got to know Molly and Molly didn't like her much until this episode. Her conversation hints that she doesn't have real friends, likely because of a sheltered live. Andrea described her relationship with Molly like a geode with "looking rough in outside but nice in the inside".

It’s worth of pointing out that this act doesn’t make Andrea ¨redeemed¨ and she still has a lot to learn. She has to realize that her relationship with her parents is toxic along with other things. This episode could be considered a start for her to change, an arc that is going to explored in Season 2.

To sum up, Andrea is a girl who starts somewhat of an antagonist and evolves into rival-friend of Molly near the end of Season 1. She is someone who wants to make friends without understanding how thanks to her sheltered upbringing. Having in mind her latest position in series, it’s very likely that she is going to keep learning how to be a nicer person while starting to acknowledge her parents’ poor behaviour. I want to know what path her character is going to follow next season since she is an interesting character.

[vrishchikawrites]

You know what would be interesting?

JC never lost his golden Core.

And Wei Wuxian did not lose his.

But he still gets dropped into the Burial Mounds. And like I dunno how, but he comes out of there having mastered the new form of cultivation.

Jiang Cheng acts like a dick that's par for cannon. And this Wei Wuxian who has survived the burial Mounds with his golden core intact has no time for his drama.

He definitely confesses to Lan Wangji o ce he is out of the burial mounds.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji in the Sunshot campain would be brilliant. Cultivating and * *wink wink nudge nudge* * dual cultivating.

JC is seething with jelousy. He has everything. The gentry name, the money and sect leadership but the whole world is only speaking about Wei Wuxian and his like awesome cultivation. Both the sword style and with his flute.

Wen Qing and Wen Ning- Wen Ning convinces his sister to join the war. Wen Ning wants to be on Wei Wuxian's side.

What would JC throw a tantrum over if he doesn't have anything to throw a tantrum over??

Like for example he blames Wei Wuxian for Lotus Pier burning. Obviously it's not his mistake. But one day he is yelling at Wei Wuxian about it and sect leader someone maybe XiChen, maybe Sect leader Nie. Whoever. Comes and like defends Wei Wuxian.

What would he do then faced with the facts? Cling all the more to his warped world view? Or apologize?

It will be interesting to see.

You don't have to take this prompt if it's too messy or whatever. I love you and your writing.

Also, thank you for choosing to write my previous prompt.

XOXO.

(this is a little similar to trapped and patient but also quite different. Hope you like it! The format is a bit different because this is a lot of time to cover in a short prompt)

When he stumbles out of the Burial Mounds, Wei Wuxian is stunned. He can't believe he made it, that he was able to survive it, without his sword.

Wei Wuxian walks forward shakily, one unsteady step at a time, putting distance between him and that wretched place.

He feels weak, drained, devastated in small ways.

But he is free.

---

Yiling offers shelter in unexpected ways. He's able to hide in a temple to recover. His condition is wretched enough that he's mistaken for a beggar. A few people take pity on him and offer fruits and buns.

It takes him a week.

That's all it takes for him to recover.

Wei Wuxian washes all traces of Burial Mounds off him, soaks in icy river water for hours on end until he feels purified and reforged.

Now, he's ready for revenge.

---

Wei Wuxian has only tried his cultivation method on the dead. He has used it to repel the fierce corpses, fierce ghosts, and spirits soaked in resentment.

When he tests the method on the Wens, it proves to be even more effective. They scramble like mindless beasts, driven by fear and confusion. The sounds of his Dizi pierce the air and induce madness.

He watches from a distance, indifferent as the Wens turn on each other, swinging their swords, shouting at phantoms, all sense and intellect gone.

He turns away.

---

Jiang Cheng's arms wrap around him and the fog around his mind starts to slowly recede. He stands stiffly, blinking a little before looking beyond his martial brother.

Lan Zhan is there, staring at him with wide eyes. There's so much open concern on his usually stoic face that Wei Wuxian wants to turn away.

"Wei Ying,"

It is only then, under the power of that golden gaze, that his fugue state dissipates. He sees Lan Zhan step forward, almost reaching out only to pull back at the last moment.

Jiang Cheng pushes him away and punches his shoulder, "Where have you been? How dare you abandon us and just frolic off somewhere?"

Wei Wuxian swalllows with difficulty and answers their questions with his habitual dismissive charm.

But that honest expression of open concern on Lan Zhan's beautiful face doesn't leave.

He meets those golden eyes and feels something shift within him.

Shaking his head, he dismisses the feeling. There's no time for sentimental reunions. He turns his attention towards Wen Chao, unsheathes his sword, and kills him in one clean strike.

There. Done.

---

The war is already in full swing by the time he joins it. His martial brother and Lan Zhan are quick to take him to Qinghe, not even letting him ride his own sword.

"Wei-gongzi, I'm happy to see you safe," Lan Xichen greets, running a discreet eye over him. The older Lan brother's concern is well hidden but Wei Wuxian senses it nevertheless.

The man looks like he's just about ready to banish him to the healing halls.

He opens his mouth to reassure Lan Xichen but Nie Mingjue intervenes, slapping his back solidly, "I hear you're responsible for the devastation at Yiling. Good work!"

Wei Wuxian smiles brightly, hoping to banish that increasingly familiar look from Lan Zhan's face. "Thank you, Nie-zongzhu." He smiles up at the man, "I can give you a full report of what happened if you wish it."

The Chifeng-zun's expression shifts into one of approval and he nods, "I do wish it."

"I would like to know as well, if you don't mind," Lan Xichen says and Nie Mingjue nods before he glances at Lan Zhan.

He chuckles, "Lan er-gonzi can join us as well."

---

Wei Wuxian doesn't realize he's been spending more time with the Lan brothers and Nie Mingjue until Jiang Cheng angrily points it out.

"You're too good for us, are you?" He demands, "Abandoning us in favor of your new friends! Even in the battlefield, you and Lan Wangji are inseparable! Have some shame! How dare you abandon your responsibilities and mess around with that man?"

"a-Cheng," Shijie reprimands gently but her voice is weak.

"Aiya, Jiang Cheng, who keeps track of such things amidst a war? They're all our allies. It's not like I have abandoned everyone." He still trains with the Jiang disciples and leads them in battle after all.

"Wei Wuxian!"

"Jiang Cheng," His voice makes his irritation clear, "Is this really the right time to worry about such trivial matters? Who cares about appearances during war? Are were not all one when on the battlefield?" He asks, narrowing his eyes on the furious Jiang, "We don't know whether we'll live or die when we ride out and you're concerned about who fights alongside me? Just who are you speaking of?"

"Who I am speaking of?" Jiang Cheng snaps in return, "Your obsession with that man is unseemly and reflects poorly on the sect! You know it and yet you carry on shamelessly-"

"My obsession?" He demands, "Just what are you trying to imply, Jiang Cheng? You're going to be a brat just because Lan Zhan happens to be the only one able to keep up with me?" It is no secret that his three month stint sharpened his cultivation in ways people find hard to fathom. He didn’t just develop a new cultivation method, he grew. Surviving the Burial Mounds is a feet beyond the skill and endurance of most cultivators. 

Wei Wuxian has earned his already formidable reputation.

Jiang Cheng reels back at the reminder, his face twisting with rage.

Never let it be said that Wei Wuxian takes things lying down. He has spent a lifetime appeasing Jiang Cheng and dealing with his insecurities.

He no longer has the patience.

---

He reaches out instinctively, pulling Lan Zhan out of a blade's path, spinning around to block the strike with his bare arm.

His thick leather brace manages to minimize the damage and he doesn't lose his arm but it is a near thing.

With a hiss, he crowds against Lan Zhan and brings Suibian down in a sharp slash, cutting the Wen before him from left shoulder to right hip.

"Reckless." Lan Zhan says later as he carefully stitches the cut.

"I couldn't let you get hurt." Wei Wuxian says softly, peering down at the kneeling figure before him. He has seen Lan Zhan in various states of indignity, covered in blood, robes soaked in the disgusting sludge of a war-torn field.

Nothing diminishes his beauty.

Wei Wuxian's heart races, his head spinning as he smells the scent of sandalwood. He swallows as Lan Zhan shifts closer, carefully snipping the excess thread and studying his neat stitches.

This close, he feels overwhelmed and realization dawns.

"I love you," He breathes, stunned.

He loves Lan Zhan. The knowledge strikes him now, suddenly, without warning. "How did I not know?" Wei Wuxian feels strangely dazed. How could he not know? It is so obvious to him, his constant need for Lan Zhan's attention, "I hate it when you ignore me." The feeling of those snapping golden eyes on him when he finally manages to gain Lan Zhan's attention, "It's thrilling when you don't."

He has never met anyone more beautiful, "I find you better looking than any maiden." Lan Zhan's proximity now makes him feel-, "Breathless," He says, "When I'm close to you I feel- how did I miss-"

Lan Zhan grip is like vice around his wrist.

Wei Wuxian stops, going pale as he realizes how brazenly he had just confessed love to a man. If Jiang Cheng were here, he'd definitely gut him with Sandu, "Lan Zhan, I-"

Lan Zhan surges forward, eyes blazing and expression dark.

Warm lips slide over his and his mind goes silent.

He doesn't think a single thought that night.

---

War doesn't wait for anyone and Wei Wuxian doesn't say anything in protest when Lan Zhan pulls away from him. He watches with heavy eyes as Lan Zhan shrugs on his discarded outer robes and glances at him.

"Is your body alright?" He asks and Wei Wuxian feels a blush crawl up his neck.

“No! Of course it isn’t,“ He complains even though his body is buzzing with lingering pleasure. He pouts up at Lan Zhan, who studies him with careful golden eyes, “Really, going on and on, taking your pleasure without any care for my virgin body.“ Lan Zhan’s ears are delightfully red, “Who knew er-gege could be so bold?“

“Wei Ying,“ Lan Zhan’s expression is flat but his voice carries a hint of a waver. Wei Wuxian just grins in response, “Be serious.“

In all honesty, his body is already back to its regular state of being. His Golden Core is still spinning furiously and the lingering energy from Dual Cultivation has healed any aches and pains he might have. 

“Fine,“ He says in a petulant tune, inwardly delighted that Lan Zhan is now his, “But er-gege must kiss me to make me feel better.”

Lan Zhan doesn’t hesitate, leaning over him and gently tipping his chin up for the demanded kiss. 

Wei Wuxian sighs, sinking into it as a curtain of silken black hair forms a private cocoon around him. 

---

The war ends but Wei Wuxian’s problems don’t end with it. Three issues stand before him; helping the Wen remnants, helping rebuild YunmengJiang, and figuring out how to marry Lan Zhan. 

One obstacle stands in the way of two of these three goals. Jiang Cheng absolutely refuses to lift a finger to help the Wen remnants, even though Wen Qing’s assistance helped them win the war. Jin Guangyao may have killed Wen Ruohan but Wen Qing prevented thousands of casualties.

Wen Ning was also responsible for rescuing Jiang Cheng from the Wen capture before he lost his Golden Core. It was fortunate that Wen Zhuliu had been called to visit Wen Ruohan and Wen Chao had to wait to enact that punishment. 

Wen Ning and Wei Wuxian managed to steal Jiang Cheng away just hours before Wen Zhuliu returned.

And yet, Jiang Cheng chooses to side with the Jins on the matter instead of listening to Lan Xichen or Nie Mingjue. Wei Wuxian knows it is partly because their sister is marrying into the Jin clan and they can’t afford to make things difficult for her, but still.

Jin Zixuan will obviously protect shijie. There’s no need to be so cautious, especially if three out of four sects oppose imposing any sort of punishment on innocent people. 

On a personal front, Jiang Cheng’s disapproval of his relationship with Lan Zhan is blatant.

Jiang Cheng can’t really stop Wei Wuxian from marrying whoever he wishes. He doens’t need the sect leader’s permission as he’s not really the member of the family. But his shidi is making things difficult with his sneering disapproval and contemptuous comments in public.  

He has already alienated Lan Xichen completely by calling Lan Zhan’s honor in question (boy did he earn the punch Wei Wuxian had leveled at him - sect leader or no). Nie Mingjue will never side with some upstart over Lan Xichen. 

Lan Zhan himself doesn’t care. He has never liked Jiang Cheng and he never will. He only retaliates when Jiang Cheng tries to attack Wei Wuxian. 

His protective er-gege as no tolerance for anyone trying to harm him.

Which is what, ultimately, breaks Wei Wuxian’s ties with YunmengJiang. 

The confrontation is embarrassingly public. He doesn’t mind Lan Xichen or Nie Mingjue being present but feels upset about Jin Guangshan and Jin Guangyao being there as well. 

“Twin Prides of Yungmeng, isn’t that what you promised me?“ Jiang Cheng demands, “Where will your pride be if you break all of your promises and get into...” He waves his hand at Lan Zhan in disgust, “Is this how you intend to repay us? My father raised you to be the Head Disciple of the Jiang Sect and you would rather be some sort of deviant?“

“Jiang Cheng-“

“And you would side with the Wen dogs too! Was this always your intention? Did you always want to bring down my sect and support its enemies?” 

“The Wen remnants have helped us. They’re not our enemies.“

“They’re not our enemies now,“ Jin Guanyao interjects calmly, his voice soothing and patient, “But surely you see that it may not remain so? We cannot risk another war.”

“They’re barely a few hundred people and we have already taken most of their resources. They’ll live as poor peasants. How can they be a threat to us?“ Wei Wuxian asks. 

“You’re indeed naïve, Wei-gongzi,“ Jin Guangshan says in a gentle, placating tone, “Perhaps your fondness for Wen-guniang is making you turn a blind eye. Beautiful women have a tendency to do that.“ He chuckles indulgently.

The sly implication in his tone isn’t lost on anyone. Lan Zhan’s expression turns frosty and Wei Wuxian feels a surge of fury strong enough to make his blood boil. There are so many things wrong with that statement that Wei Wuxian, for once, is rendered speechless.

“You question the honor of Wei Wuxian of all people?“ Nie Mingjue demands, taking a step forward, “I have stayed silent because Jiang Sect business isn’t my business but I will not have you slander and belittle a proven warrior in my presence!“

“Indeed,“ Lan Xichen says calmly but there’s no mistaking the sharp look in his eyes. Lan Xichen rarely reacts to provocations or interferes in sect matters that don’t concern him. But he’s not going to let anyone upset his younger brother carelessly, “The matter of the Wens is easy to resolve. Let us give them a small piece of land, let them set up a village, and forbid cultivation among them.“

“Er-ge,“ Jin Guangyao begins but Lan Zhan is out of patience. 

He steps back and bows to all assembled before placing a hand on Wei Wuxian’s back, “Wei Ying will choose his own path. Wens will remain free. Wei Ying and I will marry.“ He meets Jiang Cheng’s furious gaze, “Jiang-zongzhu must decide whether his brother’s happiness matters to him.“

Wei Wuxian winces. 

“My brother’s happiness?“ Jiang Cheng demands, “All everyone has ever cared about is his happiness! What about me? What about our Sect? A sect he nearly destroyed because of his loyalty towards you.“ Jiang Cheng looks at him, “Did you forget my mother? My father? How do you intend to repay the enormous debt you carry, Wei Wuxian?“

Wei Wuxian stares back at him, “What is my repayment, Jiang Cheng?” He asks softly, “What will it take for you to consider that debt repaid?” It has been over five years since the fall of Lotus Pier. Wei Wuxian has bled and slogged through war to restore that place to its former glory. He has kept Jiang Cheng safe, helped renegotiate shijie’s marriage, and used his name to draw skilled cultivators to YungmengJiang. 

What more can he give? 

“Loyalty.“ He stills, “You devote your life to YungmengJiang and nothing else.“

Lan Xichen makes a faint, alarmed noise while Nie Mingjue huffs in disapproval. 

Wei Wuxian takes a deep breath, feeling Lan Zhan’s fingers flex on his back. He levels a flat look at Jiang Cheng and thinks on the matter of debts. He thinks about Madam Yu’s refusal to bend, of Jiang-zongzhu’s passivity and lack of planning. He thinks about the Wen’s unprovoked attack on Cloud Recesses and the inevitability of war. 

He thinks of his Lan Zhan and shijie’s Jin Zixuan, without swords and facing an armed group of Wens under Wen Chao’s orders. 

He thinks of love. Of what it means to be truly, unconditionally loved. 

No sorrys and no thank yous. No debt owed for simply being a part of someone’s life. 

He thinks of acceptance that comes with an older brother’s amused smile. He thinks of an uncle’s gruff admonishment to behave followed by a stiff reminder to eat, you’re skin and bones already. 

He takes a deep breath and decides. 

“No.“

[corrodedhawkins]

I hope that headache finally pisses off and leaves you alone my poor bby 🥺🤞🏻

Here are two cute Eddie thoughts to cheer you up, pls ignore that with both of them the timeline is waaaaay off, like, 9 to 15 years respectively oh dear 🙈

First, what if Eddie gets super into the tv show Xena and starts to call you his warrior princess&mby even builts an NPC based on you (and the show) in one of his campains like !!!

Secondly, and I'm so mad at my brain for producing this thought™ bc the things don't align AT ALL but what if that giant Tolkien nerd this one day randomly blurted out the nickname "evening star" for you, y'know, like Arwen the pretties elf ever, it sticks around but only in very intimate moments and after being together for a while he saves up for christmas one year and gets you one of those fancy replikas of her necklace 😭 He gets himself a cheaper version of the pendant and DIYs it into a pin which he puts under the lapel of his denim vest so no one can see it, but he knows it's there, his evening star watching over him Mel I can't why did the movie come out in 2001 😭

😭😭 babe

The fucking LOTR nerd in me is swooning how could you do this to me? (Please never stop)

[isabellaofparma]

Hello lovely not to be that person BUT I always felt like you were the one who built the ball*m fandom you made tumblr curious about them. I never fully shipped them but I loved your campaining about them while I was being dead inside because I lost the love of my life Robert Sugden. So I'm noisey and human so I wonder wtf happend to them. 🤣🤣 what went wrong that you built their fandom and then left them alone. I tried to hard to like them but for me neither of them can't act for me. Also I thought C was the one who was going to get the sl ( I know I was wrong) but he is the worst for me so I was done with them. Then covid hit them and I felt like it literally proved that their chemistry was nothing not matter how many hugs or kisses they had to prove the better healthy version of robron because they never got the affair. 🤣🤣 so I'm noisey so share wtf happend why you left them. The lack of affair made them weak I said what I SAID.

I don't think it was me, certainly not only me. There was a handful of us hyping them up! (Most of them having left tumblr a while ago. 😔) Honestly, I'm not sure what happened. I guess I gradually lost interest. There's only so many variations of 'Ben does something shitty and then tries to redeem himself, while Callum is a saint' story they can do before it gets boring. I'm sure the pandemic was a factor as well, yeah. It was also the time I was pretty upset with EE because of the Chantelle sl and I was growing frustrated with it all.

I do think that in their case they speedran the most interesting part of any soap relationship (i.e. affair and pining) which didn't do them any good. I did very much enjoy their relationship for what it was back then and I still like to see them on my dash & being up to date with their sls.

[robininthelabyrinth]

Jgy and jyl couple, where meng yao asked for nmj help for courting her in the middle of sunshot campain, could we see the political shenanigans involving jgs being his scummy self and newborn meng ling

World 2 - continuation of Four Worlds (JGY/JYL) - ao3 link

-

“So, uh,” Nie Mingjue said, uncertain and tripping over his tongue a way he never typically did. “What’s your plan?”

Meng Yao blinked at him.

“For courting Mistress Jiang,” Nie Mingjue clarified. “Unless you’ve already reached an agreement..?”

A bowl of soup every night and some pleasant conversation did not, in fact, make for an agreement to marriage, so Meng Yao shook his head.

“Right. So you have a plan, then.”

Meng Yao did not have a plan. Meng Yao did not have anything, nothing but his father’s blood, the weight of his promise to his mother, and his own clever mind; all he had was the sudden and overwhelming conviction that if he let Jiang Yanli go her own way without him that he would never again find a woman who would truly see him as her equal.

There was that girl, Qin Su, that he’d rescued – but that had been artifice, deliberate. He who had access to all of the reports of all the spies in the Sunshot Campaign, who sent out correspondence advising people on what roads were dangerous and which were safe, how could he not know that she would find danger in the route she had chosen? He had deliberately manufactured to rescue her as a means of winning her affection, his eyes all the while fixed on the prize of her surname, her family, which was one of the strongest subsidiary sects of Lanling Jin. They had influence he would need in winning back his name.

And while he had succeeded in his goal – once he had some status, she would fight her father to marry him, he was certain – he still thought he could detect the slightest hint of pity in her eyes. She was a girl in love, claiming that she didn’t care who he was or anything about his past, but how long would that last in the face of sober reality? In the face of struggle, of bitter adversity, of the opposition and scorn of all?

“…would you like help?” Nie Mingjue said, possibly correctly interpreting the blankness on Meng Yao’s face as absolute panic for the first time in the time they had known each other.

“Can you help?” Meng Yao inquired. It seemed unlikely.

“Well, I can write to my brother,” Nie Mingjue said, which sounded far more likely than the infamously frigid Chifeng-zun abruptly developing an expertise in wooing women. “And I’m on good terms with Mistress Jiang personally, so I might be able to provide some insight –”

“Wait,” Meng Yao said, fixing him with a stare. “What do you mean you’re on good terms with her personally?”

Nie Mingjue blinked at him. “Exactly what I said..? We first became acquainted as children, and while we were never close, we were always friendly.”

“But – you only allowed her to stay at our warcamp if she agreed to work! You said you’d kick her out if she wasn’t useful!”

“Naturally,” Nie Mingjue said. “Otherwise she might suspect I pitied her.”

Presumably, Meng Yao reflected, that statement made some amount of sense in Nie Mingjue’s head.

“What does she like, then?” he asked, deciding to focus on the practical. “Cooking, her brothers –”

Befriending people who are so far below her that they aren’t worthy of touching her shoe.

“She’s never had much talent at swordsmanship,” Nie Mingjue said at once, because of course that would be the first thing he would pay attention to. “Not her fault – she’s like Huaisang, born with a weak body, only worse, since it affected her breathing. Too much exertion and she’d turn blue…she used to chew licorice for it, when she was very young; if I recall correctly, she developed a taste for it.”

“Licorice? She likes licorice candy?”

Nie Mingjue nodded.

“She also always enjoyed reading. Poetry, classic texts or light, she wasn’t particular,” he said, brow furrowed in recollection. “She liked puzzles. Was always doing something with her hands – not embroidery, though, not unless she had to. But other things.”

Meng Yao nodded, his quick mind already flooded with ideas, thoughts…he was going to need to be clever about this.

Worse – he was going to need to be honest.

Jiang Yanli deserved it.

-

Meng Yao went to Langya with Nie Mingjue’s recommendation letter in his pocket and the memory of two hands in his, pressing together tightly, and a “yes” that rang in his ears so loudly that he almost didn’t hear the sneers and disdain of the people around him.

His father refused to see him, his peers mocked him, his supervisor stole his achievements and called his mother a whore –

“Yes,” Jiang Yanli whispered in his ear. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”

Meng Yao ignored them all.

He figured out soon enough that Lanling Jin was getting him nowhere, and that without some tremendous achievement, he wouldn’t get the name he had promised his mother he’d have, the one he was starting to doubt he even really wanted.

His supervisor told him he’d be better off dead in the battlefield, implied that he’d see it happen sooner rather than later. Meng Yao considered killing him.

“I would be proud to be your wife.”

Meng Yao did not kill him.

Nie Mingjue might’ve, chasing him out of the battlefield the way he did, eyes red with rage at Jin Guangshan’s insulting pretense – if nothing else, he should have given Nie Mingjue face by accepting the letter, especially given how many battles Nie Mingjue had won for him – but Meng Yao did not.

“I have an idea,” he told Nie Mingjue once he’d had a chance to calm the man down. “You’re going to hate it, so I’m not going to tell you what it is.”

“Be safe,” Nie Mingjue said at once. “Don’t do anything stupid and widow Mistress Jiang before you even marry her.”

Meng Yao smiled, and closed his ears to the sound of Jiang Yanli’s voice. He would need it more than ever, where he was going, but more importantly, if he wanted to succeed, he needed he needed to be the sort of person he was without her.

“I won’t.”

-

It was, Jin Guangyao thought with satisfaction, a perfect strategy.

He had brought down Wen Ruohan with his own hands, saved Nie Mingjue’s life – “What part of ‘I won’t do anything stupid’ means ‘I’m going to go spy in the Nightless City’, you imbecile?” “Sect Leader Nie is happy to see me, then?” “Of course I’m happy to see you! Now get over here and let me break your legs!” – and even swore brotherhood with him and with Lan Xichen.

With such a string of achievements to his name, strong connections to the other Great Sects, and even a personal title, there was no way Jin Guangshan would be able to resist the idea of bringing him into the Jin family to steal some of his reflected glory, even if it meant he’d finally have to give his bastard son the recognition and the name he’d so long refused to grant him.

Oh, his father had gotten his dig in there, calling him Jin Guangyao and situating him firmly outside the line of inheritance for the next generation where he properly belonged, but a name was a name. He was Lanling Jin, now and forever; his promise to his mother fulfilled at long last.

“We will have to find something for you to do, I suppose,” Jin Guangshan said when Jin Guangyao rose to his feet bearing a new name, as though he was trying to place a distant relative into some position as a servant, the minor irritations attendant to the life of a sect leader. “You were a deputy once, weren’t you? Doing all sorts of administrative things. You can arrange the hunt that we will hold to celebrate the end of the war, at Phoenix Mountain.”

“It would be my honor to serve you in this matter, father,” Jin Guangyao said demurely, and even managed to avoid rolling his eyes at the way Jin Guangshan pretended he didn’t know exactly whose deputy he had been, even after Nie Mingjue’s rather impassioned and too-public lecture on the subject back in Langya. “I am pleased to be able to contribute something before I leave the family.”

“Before – what?” Jin Guangshan turned a little purple in his rage, embarrassed in front of all the people who had come to view the naming ceremony and who had all started whispering all at once. His wife, who had been glaring death, suddenly looked far more interested in the proceedings. “Leave? What are you talking about?”

“I’m engaged to be married,” Jin Guangyao said apologetically. “I agreed to marry in – you understand, I didn’t have the Jin surname at the time.”

“You have it now. The girl can marry into our family, instead!”

Jin Guangyao’s smile widened. “I’m so pleased to have your blessing upon my marriage, Father,” he said, bowing his head. A father’s blessing was critical to a proper wedding, so he wanted it to be clear to the entire room that Jin Guangshan had agreed. It would make it more difficult for him to recant later. “But her family is small, her parents and much of her sect killed in the war, and she has only one brother – I promised her that I would marry in to ensure that her parents’ legacy lives on, even if only as the collateral branch.”

“It does you credit to respect your future bride in such a manner,” Madame Jin said before Jin Guangshan could speak. Jin Guangyao had counted on her leaping to his aid: she must think that it was in her best interest that the one bastard that Jin Guangshan had finally legitimatized be immediately rendered utterly ineligible for inheriting the Jin sect, and that nothing else mattered. Her open support now would make it more difficult for her to recant later, too, when she discovered that he was foiling her plans for her own son’s marriage. “Quite romantic, even. It warms my heart to see such faithful love.”

Jin Guangshan’s face went even more purple. To be criticized in public like that – only Madame Jin could accomplish such a feat.

Jin Guangyao saluted and bowed deeply to them both once again. “Father and Mother honor me too much. With your approval, I will arrange the Phoenix Mountain hunt as a proud member of the Jin clan and leave the family to marry into my beloved’s family on the first auspicious date thereafter.”

“Fine,” Jin Guangshan said, his lip twisting into a sneer. He couldn’t understand why anyone would want to be part of Lanling Jin and then leave it behind – he probably expected Jin Guangyao to stay and beg for scraps of attention, to run around doing anything he wished, to scheme for an inheritance he would always be denied. He might not have been wrong, in another life where that was Jin Guangyao’s only route to power – he’d always been ambitious, and often a little too optimistic with it. “Fine. You are, after all, my son, and to marry you will be a great honor for whichever family you choose. We’ll pay for your wedding, and even endower you as if you were a bride worthy of the family you marry into – it is the least that we can do, for the great honor that you have brought to Lanling Jin.”

At least his father remembered that he’d made a contribution, Jin Guangyao thought, and bowed again. It was an insult to call it a dowry, as if Jin Guangyao was a woman, instead of simply bestowing it on him outright as a gift, and even that pathetic gesture was only being made because his father knew they were in public, surrounded by the sect leaders of the cultivation world that he wanted to impress. And even then, even then, he had still tried to be clever, to say he would only make Jin Guangyao equal to the family he married into.

No doubt he expected that the only family that would take him when he was Meng Yao was some bunch of nobodies, and that the wedding would therefore be small, cheap, and uninteresting, just as he no doubt thought Jin Guangyao deserved.

He was doomed to disappointment.

“Congratulations, brother,” Jin Zixuan said, and maybe even meant it. “Who is your intended bride?”

Jin Guangyao savored the moment.

“Mistress Jiang, of Yunmeng Jiang,” he said, and watched Jin Guangshan’s face go pale, Madame Jin’s twist in abrupt rage, Jin Zixuan’s eyes go wide in sudden envy.

There were those that said the best revenge was living well, and they had something of a point, only they had left out a bit.

The best revenge was living well – and rubbing your enemies’ faces in it.

[gossipf1]

Hi! I'm new to the f1 fandom and i'm curious to know what did Kelly do? is she really that bad?

Hi there! I don't have the whole historic of what Kelly did in my head at the moment, I'll try to find something that sum up everything. First of all, she used to date Daniil Kvyat, another driver, she had a baby with him, they broke up and now she's with Max.

Recently, she's been named "racist" after people noticed she had a playlist with a certain name. Her father, Nelson Piquet is extremely problematic as well and Kelly has always been supportive, defending him and never calling him out.

It recently came out that Piquet has used racist terms to speak about Hamilton. People called him out and as an answer, Kelly's family posted this on Instagram (using the n-word and saying it was ok even if none of them is black). As you can see, Kelly liked the post, which means that she's ok with that and support it. She never called out her family and proudly post them even if they're all problematic.

Her family support jair bolsonaro, her father gave half a million for his campain. Out of that, she's been known for talking a lot to fan acc of her, having a bad attitude with fans when they meet her. She also did cultural appropriation back in the days. The thing with her is that she's so problematic that I don't even remember all the things she did.

If people have something else to say don't hesitate!