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Hey, I commented on your fic but I just wanted to let you know that lemonwrap on AO3 wrote a fic that was pretty similar to yours, like point by point. When I looked through their account, it looked like they'd written another fic almost exactly like another of yours... A little death, I think. I just wanted to make sure that you were aware of it
Sorry this took me a couple days to answer!
I am aware of it, yes. They came to me and asked me if they could and I said I was uncomfortable with it both for myself and because of the anon who asked for it.
They went and asked the anon, who apparently commented on the oneshot, if they could. When they said yes, they came back and asked me, again.
I once again said I would rather they not.
I saw the day they uploaded it, but I wasn't sure how I wanted to handle it, yet. I wasn't even sure if I could handle it.
I am incredibly upset by this, for reasons I will state below.
I have read (I believe it was your comments) on their fic, and you are correct.
My wife, Bunnie, has an entire shifterverse. Shifter content exists on a multitude of scales and I do not need anyone to ask me permission for use of shifter content. However, they came and asked me first, said it would be fine if I said no, and when I said no, they wrote it, anyway.
It is also the same exact concept. It is about a wolf shifter, Ghost, in a fighting ring that Soap rescues. They even use the same plot point of Ghost refusing to shift back. There is also a few lines that are, while not being completely verbatim, just rewords of my own lines.
And, if they had never asked for permission and just did it anyway, it wouldn't really be the same level of a big deal. Yes, it would have sucked, but I honestly would have just let it go because, at the end of the day, it's fanfiction. Inspiration is the whole point of fanfiction.
However, the fact that they came and asked me first, then when I said no, I wasn't comfortable, they didn't take it as a full stop and instead went and asked the anon and then asked me AGAIN and when I AGAIN said I was not comfortable with it, they ignored me, wrote, published it, and if I remember from their A/N correctly, they lied about where they got the idea from.
I might be fuzzy on that one, I will admit.
I don't know if their fic is similar enough to A Little Death to really be concerned about it. There are also plenty of fics that are similar in concept, enough, for me to be willing to take that at face value.
Bunnie has a saying that goes; Once is a Mistake, Twice is Coincidence, and Three Times is a Pattern. Since we're only on the second one, I'm going to take it as coincidence.
However, as such, this situation has left me with a deeply icky feeling, and I'm going to be taking a step back until I figure out if I want to keep doing request based writing.
(And, once again, this is not about them drawing inspiration from my writing. This is about them asking my permission, me stating I was uncomfortable, and them squashing that and doing it anyway. So do not try to twist it to be about the first issue when it is not.)
[This was ghost-written by @callsign-bunnie because she articulates better than I do.]
Aside: The only person I am upset with in this situation is lemonwrap. They are the one who pushed down my boundary. I am not upset at the anon who said it was okay, and I am not upset at any of the comments defending them.
They've changed the A/N. I don't have a screenshot of the previous A/N.
However, I do have screenshots where they asked for permission and I said no. The Anon has sent me a screenshot where they commented and it was deleted.
I don't want this to be bigger than it is, because it's a petty and small issue, but I will defend myself if necessary.
The screenshots are below.
Screenshots:
These are the screenshots that were sent to me by the Anon
You can go and look on their comments that the original comment is not there.
They have turned off Non-Archive comments, since then.
The anon and commenter has asked that they remain anonymous.
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Would you be interested in writing about Simon being hit by a love potion / chemical that makes him not inhibited and he is so openly in love and affectionate with Johnny and Johnny doesnât believe it and of course he has feelings for Ghost but Ghost is clearly compromised (his feelings are real) by the chemical and Soap doesnât want to take advantage of him? đŠđŠđŠ
Oh? Someone being afraid of taking advantage of someone and being overly respectful of their boundaries? I love it thank you
Soap watched the dart slam into Ghost. It was from some sort of sniper rifle clearly, even though it was clearly just a dart.
He panicked, of course, expecting it to be poisoned.
Price went after the person while Soap tried to see if Ghost was going to drop dead.
Ghost did not drop dead, of course. He hummed instead.
"How do you feel?" Soap had forced him to the ground, a little surprised that he had been able to do that.
"You're gorgeous." Ghost said softly, staring up at him. His eyes were a bit wider and softer, the perfect puppy dog eyes.
Soap paused and stared at him. "What?"
"You're gorgeous." Ghost repeated. "I love your eyes. They're so blue." He sounded wistful.
"Uh... Maybe... don't talk..."
Ghost continued staring up at him with his puppy dog eyes. They were... so big and so soft and Soap had to look away before he did something they'd both regret later.
Clearly, they had dosed him with an aphrodisiac of some kind. While yes, Ghost may not be showing the typical symptoms, it made the most sense. If he felt very turned on, he may act flirty.
"Do you feel hot?"
"My face does but I think that's because I'm blushing."
"Why are you blushing?" Okay, that was helpful. If he had a flush that imply fever and he was sure the medics would
"I always blush around you." Ghost interrupted his thoughts.
"I said don't talk."
"You asked a question." Ghost protested and moved, spreading his legs and stretching a bit. Soap looked away immediately, a habit he had a feeling would be forming.
Price came over the comms, telling him he had the guy. He hadn't killed him, but before Soap could even protest, he answered the unspoken question. "We need him alive so he can tell us what he gave Ghost."
Soap grumbled, but conceded. He glanced at Ghost to see him looking straight at him, almost hungrily. Desperate for Soap's attention.
"Stop looking at me like that."
"So I can't talk or look at you?"
"Exactly."
"I'm your lieutenant, shouldn't I be giving you orders?" Ghost said softly, head tilting back. "I feel so hot."
Soap looked at him, worry for his health fighting with worry of doing something... untoward to him. To Simon. He had read Ghost's files. Knew that there was things that happened to him in the past if Soap ever.... ever was looped in with those things. Those people.
Fuck Ghost's forgiveness, Soap would never forgive himself.
"Let's walk to evac and you can get out of your gear."
Ghost looked up at him, head no longer tilting but instead lolling back. He straightened before Soap could ask and he stood up. Soap went to walk beside him but Ghost grabbed him, leaning weight on to him. It made Soap's heart skitter in his chest. His nerves were bad. Too bad. He couldn't...
"Let's get your feet under you, Simon." Soap stood up a bit straighter and tried to help him. Ghost stumbled but managed. "What are you feeling?"
"Dizzy. Lightheaded. Butterflies."
"Butterflies?" Soap frowned and looked up. Their eyes met and they were so close. Ghost's were half closed but stared into him.
"In my stomach. I feel like a little kid. You remind me of the football player at my high school."
Soap couldn't get a word out.
"I lost my virginity to that guy. He was awful in bed. I bet you'd be better." Ghost leaned forward as if to kiss him.
Soap quickly turned his head and hurried them along, ignoring that Ghost's feet stumbled.
He needed to get him to Price.
What if Ghost acted like this with Price?
What if he acted like this with everyone??
Price, himself and Gaz would never judge Ghost for what happened while he was drugged, but if he acted this way in front of the others, Soap wasn't sure they wouldn't. Ghost may not be quite scary enough to ward that off.
They got to evac and Price joined them. Ghost looked at him and just... nodded before moving to look at Soap again.
Thank God.
"You okay, son?"
"I'm fine." Ghost leaned into Soap, arm going around him. He pulled him closer and Soap winced. "My gear."
"You can take it off now. Doubt you'll need it in the air."
"Help me take it off?"
Price wheezed. "Yeah, you can handle that Soap." He started to walk away.
"Wait! Captain! Captain!" Soap whispered desperately but Price was already gone. "Alright... let me help you." He turned around and started to gently unbuckle Ghost's tac vest and slid it off him.
Ghost let out a sigh of relief as the weight left him. He stretched and then took off his helmet, relaxing into Soap again.
Soap couldn't do this! Ghost wasn't in his right mind! He tried to gently push him away and Ghost adjusted, nuzzling into his neck. The cold feeling of his mask pressed right against him.
"Simon, come on."
"You smell nice. Do you wear cologne?" Ghost took a deep breath, hands on Soap's hip to keep him close.
"No." Soap wheezed, looking away.
"You're gorgeous, Johnny. Has anyone told you that recently?"
"Yes. You. Ten minutes ago."
"..........well you deserved to hear it again." Ghost nuzzled into him. "You're warm too. So warm."
"Weren't you just complaining about being hot?" Soap finally managed to get some space between them.
Ghost looked at him and Soap swore his pupils were in the shape of hearts. "Feels okay when it's you."
Our father who art in heaven. Hallowed be thy name.
Soap felt so flustered. "Simon. You're not..."
"I've loved you so long."
THY KINGDOM COME
"Ghost, you're not in your right mind."
"I just didn't know how to tell you. I didn't think you'd like me back."
Oh dear God.
Soap put his hand over his mouth. "You... You don't mean that. This... poison will wear off and I won't bring this up, okay? I don't..."
Ghost watched him before moving Soap's hand away and slipped off his mask. He leaned forward and kissed him and Soap froze.
How many times had he thought of kissing Ghost?
Ghost tasted like smoke. Not cigarette smoke or the smoke from explosions. Smoke from campfires. Something sweet underneath it. Soap didn't kiss back. He couldn't.
Ghost pulled back, so soft. Unbearably soft. Soap let himself look at him. Scarred and broken, but still Ghost.
"Johnny."
Soap swallowed. "Simon."
"Do you not love me back?" Simon's giant doe like eyes staring at him. Staring into him.
"You're not... I can't... Listen, what if we talk when you come down?"
Ghost shook his head slowly but he moved closer. He put his head on Soap's shoulder and wrapped his arms around him. Soap slowly hugged him back and patted his back.
Ghost ended up falling asleep which was very unusual and Soap made sure to slip his mask back on him.
Price helped Soap get him to medical and they quickly checked his vitals. Next, they put him on an iv just in case.
Soap stayed with him. He couldn't let him be in the hospital alone.
Ghost just... kept staring at him. Giant eyes.
They ended up holding hands. Ghost looked very happy about it. Soap felt flustered.
It was a gradual change. Ghost straightened a bit more. He fixed his mask. He grew agitated and complained about being in the hospital.
I Am Not Your Asian American Doll: a comic for AAPI Heritage Month 2023
I usually spend a lot of time editing and fine-tuning my comics so that they come across as polite and inoffensive. But honestly, Iâm really tired of the way Asian cultures and countries are treated / talked about while Asian people themselves are excluded, and thought it was about time I really let my rage out lol.
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I was driving up to a friendâs for the weekend on Friday and nearly broke down in tears because I saw a billboard on the side of a southern highway. It had the same yellow background with red text that those awful, ubiquitous âJesus Saves!â billboards have. I nearly missed it.
oh my god, I didnât think there were any surviving versions of this post left
For those who werenât around in the Deep Lore times, this is one of the relics of the editable post era. This post has THE SINGLE HIGHEST NOTES of ANY post on this site, bar none, but with more than a dozen variations. Every single post youâve ever seen with more than 3 million notes has been a different version of this one.
This is the âDeanâs Gym Shortsâ post. This is the Flubber post. This is the original âReblog if you support gay peopleâ post. it was ALL of them. before half the site got nuked, it had even more notes than it has now - at one point, well over 15 million, and that was years ago.
This, with no exaggeration, is the ONE TRUE heritage post
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gonna post a controversial take alright are yâall ready??
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actually typing out emoticons like XD and :D and :V never should have gone out of fashion and you can pry them out of my cold dead hands okay I know emojis are fun but THEY DONâT CAPTURE THE EMOTION IN THE SAME WAY
There is no emoji that captures what I mean by :P (I do NOT mean âhur hur goofy-ass face!â) and the one for :^/ is not great. And lest we forget, đ¤ˇđťââď¸ is absolutely inadequate compared to ÂŻ\_(ă)_/ÂŻ
There IS no emoji for =_= and =_= is vital to me. How else am I supposed to express the concept of âI do not have enough anything to be putting up with this bullshitâ?
