okay i meant to make this post forever ago but my personal opinion on why so many people were so dissatisfied with lightfalll (disclaimer: i am not one of these people, i love lightfall SO much), is that lightfall was kind of subjected to a really aggressive marketing campaign.
like, stick with me here, i feel like almost all the lightfall release content (the trailers especially) were so focused on battling the witness, how this battle has been centuries in the making and this is the Second Collapse Finally Finding Us, only for there to be,,, no real resolution. the end was left on such a severe cliffhanger, but not only that, there was NO battle with the witness. the witness didn't even seem to be having a hard time at all with what we WERE throwing at it.
and for narrative reasons *i* am obsessed with this ending; in terms of storytelling i adore practically every creative decision that was made in lightfall, but i think the reason that so many people were so upset about it is because lightfall had such intense marketing and was rooted in the implication that this was the End of Days, only for us to get almost no closure, and instead so many more questions.
(there's also something to be said, i think, about the fact that the people who ARE most upset about this are like, the youtube gamer dudebros who's content is very very often rooted in the aggressive, violence-and-warfare, pvp-centric, no-interest-in-lore approach to destiny, and that the people i've seen primarily ENJOYING the narrative decisions (or at least being understanding about it) are the artists and writers and loremasters of the fandom, but i'm not quite sure,,, how to expand on that point.)
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I need to go on a rant, cause I'm sick and tired and if a TG fan wants to check me on anything I said, go ahead and do it, cause I feel like with how frustrated I am, I might step out of line (I'm trying my hardest not to I swear)
genuine question, what happens when *Those* TB stans go out of their way to """""discourse""""" (argue to the point that they make stuff up, resort to insults, or remove any and all context form a situation to make their take make sense) and then get absolutely destroyed, almost every time?
like after they bombard your page/inbox with more asks/rude comments/etc. what happens?
also, why do they do it? if they're not willing to have a constructive conversation and don't care about plot at all, why do they strive to have "conversation" at all. like I get the ego boost and their need to preach their love for TB, but at the same time, isn't it tiring?
espeically when they target people they must very well know aren't gonna change their minds? like neither of us are gonna shift our footing bud, just leave it?
and then the attention seeking, dear god. if I ignore or block these people, they pop back up with a vengance, and then I'm risking danger to myself and my page (via death/harm threats, cyberbullying, dox threats even which take my safe place away) but if I react I give them what they want.
what my question really is, is why do some TB stans have to act like toddlers? I don't say this to belittle or insult or call names, that just the only way I can describe it. the impulsivity. the anger, the short tempers, the immaturity. it makes this fandom a hellhole I don't want to be a part of.
and yeah, it sucks for TG fans, but you wanna know who it also sucks for? other TB fans, ones who don't follow this blind worship of the TB characters, the TB fans who like TG as well, TB fans that enjoy genuninly discoursing.
like... I don't want to say "TB fanbase get your fans please, be a productive fandom, share space with TG and set a precedent so we don't all have to be miserable" cause that kinda unfair, fandom shouldn't be a job or something to be tasked with, but at the same time, I kinda do. I kinda wanna say it cause while I can't speak for all of TG fans, I know a majority of the people I'm close with in this fandom can agree, there's a constant degree of just... bleh. I won't say we're all miserable or considering quitting the fandom, but its just like, "why do we have to put up with this?"
like, why do we have to get rude asks? why do people have to make targeted posts about us/our content? why can't we just enjoy the fandom space?
I'm just tired. this isn't my first rodeo, it's so far from it. its happened in a lot of fandom's I've been in, and no matter what they're always those fans no matter where you go. I will give it to this fandom to be the worst, cause the level of eugenics like talk of blood purity and in-universe and out of universe racism is actually insane.
so while I've accepted that no fandom will ever be perfect I can't help but think, why? why does it have to be like this. it may be a fruitless conversation to have, as I've never seen it work before, but I'm really tired of just taking it and keeping my mouth shut.
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hi Margin! idk if you're still doing those 3-sentence fics, but in case you are, here's a prompt suggestion: "dawn"
bonus points if it's HW zelink? <3
Ohohohohohohohoho YES >:)
(full disclosure this was sitting in my inbox for weeks because i couldn't figure out what to write but i did it today in math class so here you go)
He was stern, and cold, and dispassionate; a statue, they called him, beautiful and unfeeling and as pristinely white as marble, resistant to the colors of love and laughter- or at least, that's what they said.
She was beautiful too, but not in his opaque, colorless way- if he was a marble statue, she was a stained-glass window, full of light and warmth and color, and her soul was the dawn that shone through and cast her illuminating hues on the grey congregation of the soldiers around her.
And when he was with her- when the dawn of her smile graced the Captain, not grey and battered like his men but pristinely alabaster- he absorbed her color; the white and colorless turned brilliant shades of gold and green and blue, and the few blessed to witness this transfiguration swore that, for a moment, she could make their Captain look almost human.
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