Being my true degenerate self

Fiction is not reality.

You can enjoy things in fiction that would be awful in the real world. Like playing a murderhobo in a game! In the real world, being or supporting a murderer-thief would be pretty damn awful, while in the game it's just good fun. Same with anything else you choose to do with the pixels on the screen, like kinks that don't affect anyone real, so they're okay in fiction, but would be pretty damn bad in real life.

No one else is responsible for your online experience. They are required not to harass you, but they are not and never will be obligated to not post about ships, kinks, or tropes you dislike just to avoid you seeing them. It's up to you to blacklist words or phrases, block tags, or even block users as needed to avoid seeing content that upsets you.

No one can force you to read anything against your consent. Any content you don't like seeing can be instantly avoided by closing out of the offending post/fic.

You are not owed an online experience free of discomfort.

Nothing that happens in your imagination can ever make you a bad person. Words you write or read about fictional characters will never make you a bad person.

The claim that media consumption influences real-life behavior is intellectually dishonest and serves only to excuse the behavior of real offenders.

Fiction is a safe way to explore horrifying or confusing concepts. Therapists agree that fiction, even (or especially) about taboo topics is a good coping mechanism, especially, but not exclusively, for trauma survivors. Fiction is to adults what play therapy is to children. This doesn't stop being true if the work in question is of a sexual nature.

Sex isn't an inherently worse or better motivation than anything else. A work written to create feelings of arousal isn't dirty, shameful, or in any way less pure than works written to entertain, provoke moral questions, or for other reasons. And worth noting is that multiple purposes can exist in the same story, especially fanfiction.

So I blocked the tag.

I did not a) send anyone anon hate, b) post in the tag about how much I dislike it, c) judge the people who DO like it, d) write diatribes about how the ship is toxic and problematic and immoral and the people who enjoy it are problematic and should be cancelled, e) even say what ship I'm talking about or what fandom it's in.

Notice that the onus is on ME to avoid something I'd rather not see. It is not for the people posting about it to change their habits or stop enjoying their thing (so far everyone's being good about tagging but I'm sure some will slip through, that's just life in the big city). My dislike of this ship is a ME thing, and my dislike does not translate to it being inherently bad, or that those who like it are bad, either. Not liking it is not a moral crusade on my part, it's just a personal preference and should be treated as such, and my responsibility to avoid it.

Alien1: hey, when did you hire a human?

Alien 2: we didn't. They just wandered aboard one day, saying they wanted to "hitch a ride." Then they never left. I think they like it here.

Alien 1: the human distribution system has chosen.

***

Alien stares at the human, who has climbed up a very high shelving unit.

Alien: Human, get down before you hurt yourself.

The humans response is to climb higher.

***

Alien is secretly filming their human, who is spaced out and just staring at nothing.

"McDonald's releases AI Christmas commercial!!"

Don't care didn't ask plus here's a beautifully animated ad for a French supermarket that was made by actual artists

a reminder that ao3 was created as an archive. not a social media.

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ao3 allows works that depict all kind of taboo, morally questionable, disgusting, socially unacceptable subjects, no matter how graphic, how explicit it is being portrayed (that’s what tags, warnings and ratings are for!).

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blade thinks he's dying for real because of the agony he's experiencing but silver wolf casually remarks that no, it's this little thing called self-awareness.

"you're an old man with zero game," she deadpans. "i'd be cringing too."

blade thinks this attack on his character over. is it true? does he lack this supposed... 'game?' for the first time in ages, he assesses his physical presentation. he appears far more civilized than when kafka and sam plucked him from his mindless wandering. he's made progress since then! he no longer meanders about covered in gore! however, he recognizes his shortcomings (a little too much). blade views himself as an abomination that has no business existing in the first place.

does he deserve to pursue you? it's a question he frequently wrestles with. there must be more suitable partners that aren't 700+ years old, cursed, and wanted throughout the universe. thinking this way doesn't make him feel much better. if anything, highlighting his own shortcomings makes it clear the gap between you is wider than he'd care to admit. you could do better, but selfishly, he doesn't want you to.

so he seeks to charm you in any way he can.

“Your name is Blade?” You ask, raising an eyebrow at the dark haired man.

“That’s what I said,” He replied, raising an eyebrow right back, as if challenging you.

You smirk, “Edgy,”

The man, Blade, stares at you blankly for a moment, before a mean smirk pulls at his lips, “Oh you’re a brave one,”