#fan girls

[artzyleen]

✨my male MC✨

~my masterlist~

[pansextastic]

Two lucky girls and the Beatles.

[feral-raccoon87]

Levi Ackerman is the G.O.A.T‼️ the show directors fucked up. however, us fans can re-write his story. AN HE SHALL LIVE ON FOREVER AS A LEGEND‼️

[gladyscontrerasart]

Very important conversations are happening.

[suicidalgamergirl]

To Die on A Hill to Defend AA Cause FangGirls are Calling Me Delusional.

Oh that vampire twink. Why must I write a late night rant to ease my sanity?

I know I seen how we’re all balls deep with riding dirty on this vampire twink. I seen the art on Reddit and I did a nude piece, which blacklisted my Tumblr.

But unlike any fan girls, I don’t feel arousal for him. I know he’s fictional and that I’m some lonely cat lady who sips on wine while writing fanfics of boning a pixilated vampire man, despite being sex repulsed due to being SA.

So yeah, my adult fic turns into adults acting like mere children.

I know vampires are the aloof romantic interests. Hell, we had a decade of “auhmazing bok” from Twilight fangirls.

I like Ascension Astarion. He awakens from the chains of the ritual. Everything is given to him.

Something that the gods he begged too never did.

He’s like fuck them. Him and Tav are going to feast upon what Faruen has to offer to them. Then spend decades in each other arms.

Does something bother you, my treasure?

It’s just I hate ranting. I might be considered the Scrappy Doo of Baldur’s Gate 3 fanbase. I am getting the stink eye from fans because I found stuff off AliExpress of Astarion.

I don’t want to get a cameo with Neil.

I’m schizophrenic. I want to keep my admiration of said vampire away from reality. I don’t want to end up as the type of people that become overly obsessed fans.

I do want to draw naughty stuff. But thanks to being sex repulsed, it’s hard. Very hard.

So I’m day dreaming it during work.

Probably going to write the fic about a Tav in bandages. I’m curious how to play it out.

In conclusion, Astarion is a morally grey character. Both versions of our fave vampire, Spawn and Ascendant, should be having respectful fans. You don’t have to harass others for loving one and both of them.

Fuck. It’s a video game. You can relate to it. Stop harassing others because of different opinions.

I really need to get passport ready and see Mikey later this year.

-V

[chanelfunnell]

NHL heroes

And two young heart robbers

Trevor Zagras has really first world problems

A prospect Connor Bedard has a nice interesting face protection shield

[tgtncomic]

I had purchased something off Etsy.

Will arrive in February. So worth it.

Also picked up Diablo 3 for Switch.

[itzmeflourish]

Literally all Gojo's fan gorls

[marry-me-o-gin]

Kinda sick of seeing people being really possessive of fictional characters, claiming them as their husbands AND ONLY THEIRS, or harassing and putting others down for shipping canon characters with OCs, or making fun of people, or trying to cancel them all because of jealousy, or just constantly trying to prove that they or their OC are THE ONLY ONE for a canon character.

Listen ladies, as much as I have my own husbando, I don't try to lay claim to him as if I'm the only one allowed to love, ship, draw, write about him. There is no one who is more or less perfect for your husbando. And they're bloody fictional so there's plenty to go around. Your version of your husbando is your own and no one can take that away from you.

This behaviour is toxic and just makes fandom experience really not nice. I ship my husbando with my OC and also follow people who also ship him with their OCs. It's all good. Because they're nice people. But I won't follow or support you and your OC or self ship if you act like you're the only one allowed to be with the guy.

Come on now. Not cool.

[fanfixes]

Going down the Rabbit Hole & Why being a Fan Girl is sorta a Saving Grace

How it all began:

I’ve been on Tumblr for years. It started in high school, about 7 years ago and I’ve opened and deactivated multiple accounts across this period of time. There’s some sorta pattern that flows with my sudden resurgence each phase and a licensed therapist would declare it a coping mechanism - and I’d agree.

But it is what it is, isn’t it - an escape. If I could trace FURTHER back, to when I watched my first movie and “escaped” I probably understand why writing fan-fict, deconstructing characters, spending hours reading about other works of the same lengthened that space to ignore the outside world and its mischiefs.

And funnily enough, Tumblr has always provided this safe space. Twitter, Instagram, Facebook doesn’t cut it for me. The kind of security I receive from this platform is different - I feel heard yet not exposed and I can’t put my finger on it but its just... it’s special. 

It’s a place for creatives, the lonely girls, the hyperactive ones who need to let that energy out onto a page and interact with people who could appreciate their fanaticism. It’s a shared experience, yet also somewhat, incredibly personal.

Coming home:

About a year ago, I lost someone very important to me. This was during a time where there was already so much loss. Grief settled in the air and as I felt my consolations unworthy of attention seeing that everyone had someone they lost, I kept it in, “soldiered through”. My friends checked on me, and they created this list of stuff for me to watch BUT while I sifted through the recommendations, there was a sort of anticipatory anxiety attached to the idea of starting new shows / movies, so I didn’t.

My biggest mistake was pouring myself into my work which felt natural since most of my nights were spent finalising assignments and my days were spent answering my employers. That fragment of curiosity, imagination and fantasy that lived in me dwindle off and can I just say, it was probably one of the dullest times of my life. It was a disappointing time to be alive. 

Work was definitely an excuse, because the first time I tried relaxing, it was chaotic. And I felt awkward trying to be something I wasn’t and allowing myself to be someone I was. 

The Viscount who Loved Me:

It started with Bridgerton, and knowing a little about the show, as I mentioned before in my previous posts, I could somewhat tame that anxiety I had in starting anything new. And GOD did it pay off. 

I loved what they did with Bridgerton. I identified with Kate, I could understand Anthony’s loss and as a struggling artist myself, I got what Benedict was going through. I connected with the show in ways I didn’t think I could. 

There was so much character complexities to drown yourself into and as someone figuring herself out, being able to watch parts of yourself interact with parts of yourself started conversations I wouldn’t have had, if I didn’t first see it. 

That’s sorta how writing fan-fict came about. I couldn’t get Benedict out of my head, so I put him on paper. I devoured the Bridgerton series and well, tweaked the fict to fit my idea of what I’d love to see play out. 

CAST INTERVIEWS & Thank you Luke Thompson:

Cast interviews were somewhat instructive, not just about the characters they played or the dynamic but, being able to just tap into what made the characters their own felt therapeutic. 

Luke Thompson has this interview on the YouTube Channel “An Actor Despairs” and it is my favourite interview of the year. It was inspiring to hear him talk about his journey and that raw dedication to his work renewed my mind on what it was I wanted from my life. How I wanted to build it. How to allow myself to just go with the flow and live.

So it was clear that falling in love with a show came with the territory of falling in love with the actors, especially when they are so passionate about their work. 

That to me, is what differentiates their job from being just entertainment to becoming a vocation. 

You do learn a lot about life and personalities when you are working on these projects. Just diving into An Offer from a Gentlemen for the sake of the fict I wrote, brought me into seasons of understanding Benedict beyond what was written.

Coupled with my deeper dive of Luke Thompson’s process allowed me to get where he was coming from and provided a clearer vision on what Benedict meant to the Bridgerton storyline.

Robert Aramayo nerd-ing out:

Robert Aramayo, is the second actor this year who’s looped me into his vortex. He just fell in love with the legendarium (as he often says) and poured himself into becoming Young Elrond, so much so, that they now feel like two separate individuals. Rob Aramayo disappeared into the world Rings of Power created and as I go through Tolkien’s works now, I can understand why he was so engrossed with it in the first place.

Both these actors made me appreciate acting for more than just the shallow concept I used to have of it - reading lines and conveying those conversations in a convincing enough manner to not look fake. I didn’t appreciate the art enough to get it many years before, but now that I do, it’s such a beautiful form of expression and self-identification.

I can’t help but be engrossed in these new worlds, in my private space and love it for what it makes me feel. I am thankful for all the creations and different forms of entertainment they bring and the heartfelt discussions on the characters which remind us of some people we meet or are. Bridgerton and Rings of Power aren’t the only shows I’ve watched the whole year, I have to add - ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING about this universe of ART, FANTASY & MOVIES/SERIALS are what make people feel alive, are what made me feel alive.

As John Keating said in Dead Poet’s Society:

“WE READ AND WRITE POETRY BECAUSE WE ARE MEMBERS OF THE HUMAN RACE. AND THE HUMAN RACE IS FILLED WITH PASSION. AND MEDICINE, LAW, BUSINESS, ENGINEERING, THESE ARE NOBLE PURSUITS AND NECESSARY TO SUSTAIN LIFE. BUT POETRY, BEAUTY, ROMANCE, LOVE, THESE ARE WHAT WE STAY ALIVE FOR.”

We dive into these worlds of imagination because of its relationship with our minds, these are what gives life a meaning. The mechanics of making money, succeeding in the financial and lucrative sense is monotonous and dry - there’s nothing much to it but stacks of papers and detachable figures. There is nothing more exciting than finding something to be excited about and as the days passed, I realised I wanted to be more in touched with a part of me that I felt needed to be suppressed after surpassing a certain age. That inner child shouldn’t have to vacate the premise simply because I’m 25. After all, I was probably the closest to being my truest self back then than I am today. And I wouldn’t have known it... if not for this saving grace.

[marycrispies]

It's a date! 🍔✨

[greykolla-art]

Oh boy this has been one of those days where I just draw all day and forget to eat.😂

Enjoy my brain rot doodles while I go fix that!

[prinnay]

Powergoth girls

[pansextastic]

I'm updating "The Lost is Found!"

I was trying to update all my stories in order but I just couldn't resist any longer.

The Beatles find themselves transformed back in time in separate time periods, living lives as different people, while able to remember their old life in the 1960s.

I had started this story last year for the Beatles Halloween 2021, but couldn't finish it. So now I have and I'm submitting it for this year.

Beatles Halloween 2022

Day 4 Time Travel

Past

The Beatles are running away from some crazy fans, when they discovered a peculiar shop.

Chapter updated 3/23/2024

This story is in the process of being updated.

[suicidalgamergirl]

So I found a face mask with this design. It’ll be part of my mini shrine/ita bag of Astarion.

My bag is arriving today. My other swagger will come later into this month.

I know Twilight happened. But I can’t let an author dictate what I can like.

Plus the pic is pretty.