I will say getting weird asks about the concerning amount of gay porn I would have to consume in order to be able to write gay fanfiction does bring back fond memories of when asks used to be much more frequent, and sometimes you'd wake up to the most batshit insane take in your inbox that you've ever seen.
RIP to that astonishingly racist Korean weeaboo who for some reason assumed I'm black and would send insane messages ranting about my skin colour to someone who doesn't even have a light suntan and whose ancestry is pasty British people as far as the eye can see.
To the OG 'akshually it doesn't hurt men at all if you hit them as hard as you can in the testicles' anon who picked the strangest hill to die on and the most random place to do it.
To the anon who decided to compliment (?) me by telling me it was fake and hypocritical to recommend fics other than my own because I knew I was the best writer in the fandom (??) and it was disingenuous to...pretend otherwise by...talking about writing I liked??? (Still puzzled about this one to this day, fellas.)
To the anon who decided to send me the most random, antisemitic rant about the media.
And to the myriad super horny anons I got over the years because strangers thought my inbox was a good place to detail their sexual fantasies, sometimes about the actual actors who played the fictional characters I write about.
You were all real ones.
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Beautiful Beast: Blake Belladonna
Race: Faunus
Nationality: Menagerie
Ethnicity: Island Creole
Weapon: Gambol Shroud
Gender: Women
Sexuality: Bisexual
Starting Age: 17
Birthday: Winter 50th
Aura Color: Dark Purple
Handedness: Right
Complexion: Pale
Eye Color: Gold
Faunus Trait: Cat Ears (Blake can do anything a house cat can!)
Occupation: Beacon student
Previous Occuppation: White Fang Member
Your hopes have become my burden. I will find my own liberation.
Ghira and Kali Bête were the founders of the Faunus rights organization, the White Fang. Togather, with their family friend Sienna and their daughter Blake, they traveled all of Renment seeking to end the Faunus struggle. Bringing food and supplies, teaching rural Faunus how to read and write, and teaching their own members self defense using weapons, this was the way of the Fang.
Critics, like the hate group Natural Order, called them the "Neo Faunus army", the revival of the radical organization that had slain the Emperor of Mistral within his own city. But the Fang proved time and time again how wrong they were by showing off their human allies and supporters at every rally. "Faunus & Human unity was what saved Adam from an abusive SDC mine", Blake would say. The Faunus are strong, but not as strong as when Faunus and Humans stand togather side by side... No one ever saw it coming. If they did, humans would have never been allowed at any Faunus rally... five years ago, Ghira and Kali were attending a rally at a Faunus town, just like they always do. There were humans in the auidence, just like there were at many of the towns they have been to. Ghira called on one of the humans to shake hands with him, and one stood up. He walked onto the stage. And that was when he shot Ghira and Kali. Blake was in the front row when it happened. Then, every human, not one or two, every human in the auidence drew a weapon and began killing Faunus. The attack escalated, and within hours the entire town was on fire. Blake isn't sure how she survived. She did not want to survive.
Sienna, and her adopted children Adam and Illa, found Blake hiding in the wreakage. They promised her that she would have justice for her family. Blake believed them. That was the day everything changed. The White Fang were only allowed to have weapons in self defense, but that only meant as long they didn't get caught. The humans seemed to think so. Blake wasn't an activst anymore, she was an assassin. Within a matter of 2 years, the Fang had systematically destroyed every human present for the Bloody Summer, and Blake was right there with Sienna and Adam leading the charge. She thought that things would go back to normal now that her parent's killers were dead.
They didn't. The work of the Fang is never done, Sienna reasoned. The Faunus have the power to defeat all their human enemies, said Adam. We must have justice for all our people and not just your parents, Illa argued. Blake relented, because that is what Ghira would have wanted, right? Some days, Blake swears she could hear her father's voice in Adam. When Blake had fallen into depression, Adam was there to protect her. He knew what it was like to lose a parent, and he wouldn't lose Blake... no, he refused to lose Blake. He watched her every move, kept tabs on every person she talked to, was there for her every hour of every day because that's what loving boyfriends do, right? No one's strong like Adam, no one's brave like Adam, no one shoots 10 humans dead with one bullet like Adam!
...Then came that fateful day. It was supposed to be a simple SDC train raid. Blake and Adam were to steal the Dust and weapon cargo on the train, and then leave. The human workers were supposed to be avoided, and killed if they saw the Fang raiding the train. No one could no... but Adam reasoned what was even the point of working so hard to avoid detection when they could just eliminate all the humans out right. Blake objected, these are just human workers not elites... but Sienna agreed. Blake couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't take the constant escalating violence, she couldn't take the Fang abusing her father's legacy, she couldn't take Adam turning into the men that killed her father anymore...
... goodbye.
Deep down, you must know that the hearts of mankind are moved more by the sword than by the pen... perhaps you seek an easier solution, in which case, I have offers...
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Deeply fucking funny when people announce they're unfollowing this blog. My asks are off rn, and usually are until I can be bothered to turn them on, so they've announced it with a comment on one of my posts. Honey, this is the internet. I don't know you. You don't have to announce it, just leave. I'm not gonna bid you a distraught farewell.
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