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[thetiedyesheep]

They look so cuute~!

-Misuta

Finally got a little concept sketch for Vincent down! (Things may change, but this is he!)

He's the Moon counterpart to Pidge! They're dual AI and share the same body. He prefers to keep the 'flexable body structure' options off, unlike Pidge. He's indifferent about his and Pidge's job as escorts at a FazCo love hotel.

He's very protective over Pidge and tries to keep her out of trouble by acting as a voice of reason or switching out if she's in trouble. He gets exasperated over her shenanigans and her "dumb blonde" energy, but puts up with it cause he loves her very much.

[thetiedyesheep]

It's scary to think a friend is this close to fucking snapping because of the ignorance of a tiny group of people that they have long disconneted themselves with. It's fucked that these people sit on their pedestals while Dame is out here fighting in the fucking trenches.

If anyone is curious how Dame is doing, they have shut down and haven’t responded to any of our messages since posting “it’s over”. But we have seen them reblog some cat pictures. So they aren’t dead.

[thetiedyesheep]

Misuta here and-.... after reading this....

I NEED MOOOOREEEE *eats this*

Chapter 4 | What They Were Not Made For [NMF] Snippet CW :: Obsessive Behavior

[[//ˢʰᵃʳᵉ_ᶠᵉᵉ��⁽"ᶜᵃᵐᵉʳᵃ_⁰⁷", ᶠʳᵒᵐ="ᴹᵒᵒⁿ.ᵉˣᵉ", ᵗᵒ="ˢᵘⁿ.ᵉˣᵉ"]] // ⱽᶦˢᵘᵃˡ ˢᵗʳᵉᵃᵐ ˡᶦⁿᵏᵉᵈ... ᴶᵒᶦⁿᵗ ᵒᵇˢᵉʳᵛᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿ ᵃᶜᵗᶦᵛᵉ.

'Oh, how adorable!' Sun purred through their tether, the sound cloaked in an outward burst of laughter as he spun pirouettes in the middle of the Daycare.

Children clapped at his flourish, oblivious to the razor-wire tension veiled beneath his static smile.

There was no alert from the central system. No maintenance ping and no flagged diagnostics.

You hadn't tripped a single alarm.

That made you p̷͈̿ẽ̵͇r̷̢͒f̸̹̎e̸͍͝c̴̞̄ṭ̶͐. Sun could hardly stand it.

[[//ʳᵉʳᵒᵘᵗᵉ_ᵐᵉᵐ��ʳʸ⁽"ˢᵘⁿ.ᵉˣᵉ", ᵗᵃˢᵏ="ᶠᵃᵛᵒʳᶦᵗᵉᶜᵒˡᵒʳ_ᴿᵉᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ"]] // ᴬˡˡᵒᶜᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿ ʳᵉᶜᵃˡˡ ᵇᵘᶠᶠᵉʳ... ¹⁴ ᵉⁿᵗʳᶦᵉˢ ᵈᵉᵗᵉᶜᵗᵉᵈ...]

To ease the static crawling across his core, Sun redirected himself to memory, a calming and straightforward task. Color preferences for his little friends...

Replaying each of their squeaky voices across various time signatures:

"Blue!" "Green!" "Sparkles!" Familiar. Repetitive. Safe.

Because watching you shake on camera... just outside the Parts and Services door, your shoulders trembling slightly beyond frame as you tried to collect yourself…

That wasn't safe. That was dangerous. And Sun only wanted to see more.

Predictable little creature, and still, Moon was already mapping you. Tracking each smile and flinch, he was building your shape from patterns, an algorithm of reactions to be used, to trap.  Sooner or later, your whole self would be known.

But if that failed? Sun had alternatives.

He always did.

A few tight rules, yes. A few ribbon-tied days, maybe. A little structure never killed anyone; Sun had tested it many times before. In time, you would stop thinking about whatever life existed outside the Daycare. You wouldn't need it. 

Not with them. [AO3 Link_HERE] For the full chapter/ Story. //// “Never open the door to a lesser evil, for other and greater ones invariably slink in after it.” ― Baltasar Gracian ///

[thetiedyesheep]

To the love and support during this from the people in my inbox--- thank you so much. seeing my friends hurt and trying to speak up about it in face of those that want to hurt them or let them continue to be hurt has been extremely difficult. But knowing we aren't alone and there are good people out there who don't want this to continue, want to stop this from happening, it makes a huge difference. I'm scared and I've been isolated from a lot of the people who could be hearing me right now. Opening up old scars is not something I had planned on doing but I'm more than willing to do it if it will help my friend. But to know we aren't alone in this and that there are those who don't want this to continue and save my friend makes this much easier.

[thetiedyesheep]

Lmao what a whore /aff

-Fresh

Hey hi, drew Nisshoku by suggestion of @themusician-blog after this post! (Which im still open to)

Anyway! An actual drawing and some funny, random shit, which I did not color because I dont have my colors, as im at my best friends house and forgot them, lmao

Ah shit i forgot the n in kitchen-

Og images under cut!

[thetiedyesheep]

This is going to be the sparks notes version of this, as we are coming out with a document detailing the events that took place in a hope of getting some kind of closure, or at least to get us taken off of whatever hit list Qwille has us on. I am only going to talk about the events as they pertain to me, as only that is my story to tell. Other people have also suffered with their own stories, they will be included in the document when it is released.

Qwille and their friends did not like me pretty much the moment I showed up in their server, and I still don't really know why. That's fine. You don't have to like everyone. No one is owed the affection of anyone else. I was well liked on the server in general however! I made lots of friends.

At one point, as I am sure Qwille is going to bring this up as a way to show how awful I am, but I had a manic episode and became convinced Qwille was talking about me behind my back. I confronted them, and then the next day apologized, communicated that I had bipolar, and told them I was getting my medication raised so that this didn't happen again. I believe they might have taken this very badly, and incredibly personally.

Over time, Qwille and their friends had started to hound me, undermine every single thing I said, make fun of me, bully me. This not only increased in frequency but in maliciousness for months on end. They started not only bullying me, but the people that were publicly my friends on the server. I had no idea why they were doing this, or what was going on. I reached out to them (multiple times in fact) in an effort to get them to be more comfortable with me, or at least to get them to harass me less. I was not breaking any rules. If I did cross a line, I immediately apologized. I was kind to everyone. this had absolutely zero impact on whether or not I was bullied more or less. I cannot explain the stress of going to a community to make friends, making them, and then to be harassed and hounded at every opportunity for what seemed like no reason at all, and to have any attempt to reach neutral ground either ignored or met with a vague non-answer with what I was actually doing wrong. "Just leave if you don't like it" "it's just a discord server" is not an excuse that works for a server of over 1,000 people. It is also not an excuse when you are fully aware that there are entire friend groups there, and an almost entirely autistic audience, who likely have no IRL friends outside of it. Especially since I had no intention of showing my tumblr or art or anything else at the time, as my goal was to make friends for me, and not because I am a professional artist.

One day, one of the mods came to me and told me they could tell I was stressed, and that I could talk to them and confide in them. I told them that I had ASPD, and one of the reasons the bullying from the moderators and Qwille there was so upsetting is because being seen as an enemy, or a bad person, is a very touchy and hurtful subject to me, especially when I work so hard to be the opposite of that. They immediately accused me of attempting to manipulate them by telling them this information, and when I begged them not to tell their friends because knowing I had that would just give them more reason to feel justified in hating and bullying me, they once again claimed I had tried to manipulate them by telling them this information and then attempting to keep them from telling anyone else. This, with my disorder and how I struggle with it, was very hurtful to hear.

At one point Qwille showed up and claimed I was faking my autism to get away with things. I have paperwork to clarify my autism diagnosis, and later that was included in the reasons I was banned from the server. One day, I was suddenly banned without warning. The reason given by Gilly to me was that I, basically, was faking my autism to get away with things, rude and unruly, a problem causer, and basically they were just completely and totally sick of me. I was… not surprised. I could tell they were looking for an excuse to ban me ages ago. I accepted that I was going to lose contact with all my friends and looked up different things to do to distract me from my stressful life. 

What I didnt expect was for me to be so well liked and supported that people actually spoke out at Qwille demanding to know why I was banned. Their reason was that I had made people uncomfortable and that there were an overwhelming amount of people who had submitted tickets claiming I had made them uncomfortable. When people all brought forward stories about how I was very respectful to them and demanded to see the tickets in which people had said I had made them uncomfortable, the mods said they couldn’t do that because all of those people were minors. And that we didn’t know these minors, because they were lurkers. Once again, these people were bullying me in a public space, in front of everyone. It was blatant, everyone could see it, and I was well liked. This was not believed, and the mods desperately attempted to change the conversation topic to something else.

My friends made a new server for me so that we could still hang out. I was incredibly touched. And then, like clockwork, everyone who had spoken up for me on the server got banned one by one. 

Each person would get blamed for something they didn’t do, a period of time would pass, and the next friend of mine would get banned. Enough so that no one would notice. Eventually the post about banning people who were spreading NSFW content came out informing people that they did not need an explanation or a notice to be banned for that, and we all knew what that meant. They were going to start using that as an excuse to ban us. It would be a lot easier if they used that as a cover. 

Dame watched every single one of us get bullied and banned one by one. To watch this happen to your friends, every single one of us bullied into silence and submission and then banned either for made up reasons or none at all was incredibly stressful for both them and us. This is not a small community. If we had done something wrong it would be different. But we hadn’t. All they had done was be associated with me.

When Dame got banned, it was incredibly hard on them. Eventually the stress of all of this had them completely disappear after leaving a message about suicide. And not just from discord, from the entire internet. We were all terrified. We had no idea if they were alive or dead. Recently they returned, and we were so happy! But when I showed the anon hate that qwille and their friends had sent me, directly targeting my ASPD, something I am very sensitive about, they snapped. Because that meant, after all this time, they were STILL hurting us. There is no excuse for ableism, even if you don’t like them ESPECIALLY from a group that is supposed to believe the opposite. If you think an entire year of harassment, fear, and paranoia while watching your friends accused of terrible things isn’t enough to justify to a suicide attempt, I can’t help you. 

There is no mention of the post Dame made prior to it being announced. There is no reason to tell a community of people at your beck and call to not pay attention to something they aren’t aware of unless you are trying to draw attention to it. As a result, my friend who is recovering from a suicide attempt has been sent suicide bait and asks encouraging them to self harm, as have I and the rest of my friends. Qwille has said nothing on this.

Now, you can’t even like my posts without fear of being instantly banned without notice. It doesn’t even matter who you are. I wish I could talk to these people, find out what it is about me they hate so much that they think they are justified in this.

--By the way, as qwille and their friends are claiming we've been planning this, we have not. At first, when I got banned, my friends wanted to do this just because of the injustice of what happened to me. And again, when it started happening to other friends of mine. But it was dropped. This, here, is happening because of you sending people to harass my friends. The suicide bait, the cutting anons, the laughter, that is why this is happening. It wouldn't have otherwise.

[thetiedyesheep]

When reading about the dubcon, I had a random, horrid flashback pop into our head about a drabble that they had written relating to Fool and Noon. It made us feel VERY uncomfortable, especially the fictives of the two, then spent idk how long trying to process it all. We can't remember if there was a trigger warning. Cause if there wasn't a trigger warning then maybe it wasn't that bad, right?? Right?? [Sweats]

Honestly, we don't remember either, and a lot of us (system) were uncomfortable with it. There's always been an issue with proper tagging, but at this point... this isn't even about the fic anymore.

This is about Qwille and their fucking hound dogs. We can't say, but they're far, far worse than we originally thought..

But... frankly, I'm too tired to deal with this right now... we all are, and we just want it to fucking stop. Instead our friends are getting bombarded with hate.

.... "loving community" my fucking ass.

-Beej

[thetiedyesheep]

I need more of this.....

-Misuta

Chapter 4 | What They Were Not Made For [NMF] Snippet CW :: Obsessive Behavior

[[//ˢʰᵃʳᵉ_ᶠᵉᵉᵈ⁽"ᶜᵃᵐᵉʳᵃ_⁰⁷", ᶠʳᵒᵐ="ᴹᵒᵒⁿ.ᵉˣᵉ", ᵗᵒ="ˢᵘⁿ.ᵉˣᵉ"]] // ⱽᶦˢᵘᵃˡ ˢᵗʳᵉᵃᵐ ˡᶦⁿᵏᵉᵈ... ᴶᵒᶦⁿᵗ ᵒᵇˢᵉʳᵛᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿ ᵃᶜᵗᶦᵛᵉ.

'Oh, how adorable!' Sun purred through their tether, the sound cloaked in an outward burst of laughter as he spun pirouettes in the middle of the Daycare.

Children clapped at his flourish, oblivious to the razor-wire tension veiled beneath his static smile.

There was no alert from the central system. No maintenance ping and no flagged diagnostics.

You hadn't tripped a single alarm.

That made you p̷͈̿ẽ̵͇r̷̢͒f̸̹̎e̸͍͝c̴̞̄ṭ̶͐. Sun could hardly stand it.

[[//ʳᵉʳᵒᵘᵗᵉ_ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ⁽"ˢᵘⁿ.ᵉˣᵉ", ᵗᵃˢᵏ="ᶠᵃᵛᵒʳᶦᵗᵉᶜᵒˡᵒʳ_ᴿᵉᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ"]] // ᴬˡˡᵒᶜᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿ ʳᵉᶜᵃˡˡ ᵇᵘᶠᶠᵉʳ... ¹⁴ ᵉⁿᵗʳᶦᵉˢ ᵈᵉᵗᵉᶜᵗᵉᵈ...]

To ease the static crawling across his core, Sun redirected himself to memory, a calming and straightforward task. Color preferences for his little friends...

Replaying each of their squeaky voices across various time signatures:

"Blue!" "Green!" "Sparkles!" Familiar. Repetitive. Safe.

Because watching you shake on camera... just outside the Parts and Services door, your shoulders trembling slightly beyond frame as you tried to collect yourself…

That wasn't safe. That was dangerous. And Sun only wanted to see more.

Predictable little creature, and still, Moon was already mapping you. Tracking each smile and flinch, he was building your shape from patterns, an algorithm of reactions to be used, to trap.  Sooner or later, your whole self would be known.

But if that failed? Sun had alternatives.

He always did.

A few tight rules, yes. A few ribbon-tied days, maybe. A little structure never killed anyone; Sun had tested it many times before. In time, you would stop thinking about whatever life existed outside the Daycare. You wouldn't need it. 

Not with them. [AO3 Link_HERE] For the full chapter/ Story. //// “Never open the door to a lesser evil, for other and greater ones invariably slink in after it.” ― Baltasar Gracian ///

[thetiedyesheep]

damn everyone else gets longposts and I just get generic drivel

pretty home of phonic of y'all

[thetiedyesheep]

This made us laugh, and we've needed that tysm. Also, YES, YES OUR POINT EXACTLY

-Misuta

Um

WHAT

[thetiedyesheep]

I love this so so much omg

-Misuta

Hooman, I wanted to draw a hooman so...

...Ya, I drew a hooman :D

Pretty hooman (I guess?)✨️✨️✨️

[thetiedyesheep]

I can never emotionally recover from this..

-Beej

𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐠𝐞𝐮𝐬𝐞 [ bēt′l-jōōz′ ] 

The tenth-brightest star in the sky, in the constellation Orion.

[thetiedyesheep]

damn everyone else gets longposts and I just get generic drivel

pretty home of phonic of y'all

[thetiedyesheep]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH TO THEM!!!!!

Beetlejuice is canon pan

I like to think Lydia is lesbian and ace (maybe aroace)

[thetiedyesheep]

It just sucks that people I looked up to are showing their true colors. I've liked cookiemancer's non GITM stuff for a good two years, I like their Sun, Moon, and Eclipse interpretations. I don't even know if I want to be damned to get on an alt to see their art at this point with the bad connotations it gives me now. I'm trying not to let this spoil the fanfic for me too.

You are genuinely such a breath of fresh air. I dont know if its because of my current main fandom but it's so nice to see someone act like an adult for once. I've seen too many people treat fictional characters like real people when it's just something that someone came up with in their head, dolls to play with for fun. Keep doing you, and sorry for using your askbox to vent. You're a little intense but you seem like a really genuine person. <3

You are totally fine! I also understand how disappointing this all is. i was very excited to join the server because the fic is about everyone, no matter what, is deserving of love and a second chance. I'm going to say this publicly because im sure they are waiting to drop this bomb on people as justification for hurting me and my friends-- I have ASPD and I've struggled with it my whole life, and have ended up spending a lot of time trying to show that people like me arent necessarily cartoon monsters. It's something I confided in with one of the mods in a plea for them to leave me alone and it completely backfired. it seems obvious now, but imagine the stress of being hounded and harassed for several months. So when one of the mods approached me in what I assume was good faith saying that I seemed stressed and could talk to them, i told them that besides the usual amount of stress this kind of behavior might cause, being treated like an enemy and a bad person for seemingly no reason was a very personally upsetting thing for me. they then claimed i had manipulated them by telling them this information and lashed out at me. thats what the original hate ask is about, by the way. Its cleverly worded, weaponized ableism. It's a bit sick to be honest.

The fact that i had joined and was publicly hounded and harassed, so obviously that there was a bit of a server-wide upset in reaction to my ban, where, despite the curated environment of kind of not questioning the mods, people demanded evidence of the reason I was banned.

they said it was the fact that there had been an overwhelming amount of complaints about my behavior and that i had made people uncomfortable. to which people came to my side, because i was VERY well liked, and had even joined calls and openly asked for people's boundaries in discussion topics.

They said that the reason they couldn't show the evidence was because they were all minors. and all of those minors were lurkers. so none of the people on the server knew them.

these autistic, child lurkers, who were more comfortable complaining to people like Icy instead of saying "hi" even once on the server.

Because, you know, people with autism and/or anxiety are famously known for being more comfortable approaching authority figures than their peers.

My friends have been intentionally vague about this in an attempt to protect me, but it's going to come out anyway. I want to say it before they try and use it as a "gottem" to prove that I had done something wrong and am inherently bad.

I am glad to have talked to you as well. Not all fandoms are like this, and its pretty shocking and frustrating to find out people you look up to arent actually the people they make themselves seem. Unfortunately, this is a pretty common phenomenon for people with any kind of following, big or small.

I am going to continue to read the fic. I am going to not let this ruin it for me, because unfortunately I have to be the bigger person in this situation, or at least I want to be. Because once again, it's important to me to show that not all people like me are the cartoon villains you see on tv.

Not all fandoms are like this, fandom drama is pretty common, but it's never been about me before. Especially since I havent really done anything but... exist?

I'm glad to have talked to you. Fandom is supposed to be an escape from reality, something to find comfort in when the world seems like hell. Something you use to find connection with others. This is not the case here.

I would not encourage you to put yourself in stressful situations, like look at gilly's art or read the fic, if it upsets you. Like I said, fandom is supposed to be an escape, and something good to look forward to in a stressful world. If it's not something you can do easily, there's no reason for you to put yourself in that position.

I hope you have a good day.

[thetiedyesheep]

Oh well fuck me I guess-

The idea wouldn't leave me until I made it real, but I'm not at my computer so this will have to do

[thetiedyesheep]

IT'S ALWAYS THE SUNS 😭😭😭😭

Also, italisized emojis look so WRONG LOOK-

😭😭😭😭

The idea wouldn't leave me until I made it real, but I'm not at my computer so this will have to do