Expect some sexually suggestive/moderately violent content every once and a while, but nothing terribly explicit.
I'm not an activist and we're dogshit at theory.
We bicker back and forth about this pinned post like every week so don't be surprised if it changes.
"Are you a proshā" I don't trust fandom to practice hardcore/taboo kink
"Are you an antiā" I don't trust fandom to criticize hardcore/taboo kink either
"No seriously are youā" idgaf what edgy taboo fyetish shit people make in their spare time, I just expect them to behave themselves in shared communities. And I'm routinely disappointed.
"Do you believe in transandroā" Quit saying androphobia and misandry, you sound like an MRA
"You're offensive" i better be
"You're insane" no shit
System FAQ:
"Do you have trauma?" the sob story is 50 bucks a minute. but yeah sure
"Do you support endoā" By anti-endo standards, yes. By pro-endo standards, not really. Idk fuck me I guess
"What's with the weird tags on my art?" They're for specific fictives, don't worry about it
"You're faking" thats not what your dad said last night
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There are four categories of people you will meet: Underlings, superiors, rivals, and love interests. One of my underlings has been attempting to convince me of the existence of a fifth category, "friend", which appears to have no purpose. I suspect it is a ploy to get out of performing her duties.
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i don't even gaf about shipping discourse because i'm a big boy and a bad person for other worse reasons but if i can be real for a moment "proship DNI" in bio means nothing to me. if you want to keep me out you're going to need to line your blog with salt and iron or rat poison or something.
actually if i were to be less flippant and more brutally honest with you all my disdain for it stems from how much of it is just a thinly veiled excuse for people to fight about their fictional relationship preferences or simply for the sake of arguing without any investment in the reality of what they're claiming to represent and then take pride in their empty, performative activism. i still recommend the rat poison though.
girl help they are calling me a pedophile sympathiser in the notes for trying to point out that being disgusted by something is not the same as meaningfully working to prevent and safeguard against it by critically engaging with the complex reality of it. can i please just have the rat poison.
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The reason why so many of y'all's feminism sucks is because you still believe deep down in your hearts that there are only two kinds of people in the world: precious, ethereal, fragile dollthings called "women", and violent, lustful, rage-fueled apes called "men". Until you throw that idea away, 3rd-grade-tier "girls rule boys drool, girls are princesses and boys are stinky :(" is as feminist as we'll ever get-- and I hope it's obvious that that's lightyears away from the bare minimum of where we need to be.
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Chalina wished she could smack that smug grin off her sister's face. Her free hand balled into a fist. Right now, there wasn't a line at her food truck. She technically didn't open for another twenty minutes. Despite this, Lilith stood at the counter, torn photograph in hand, the slightest grin on her face.
"What? Maybe I just want a taco." Lilith joked. "Your customer service could use some work."
"Cut it out. I told you to leave me alone." Chalina insisted, ignoring the bait. "I mind my business, you mind yours."
"I thought you'd be done with the phase by now."
"It's not a phase!"
Lilith scoffed. "You look ridiculous in bright pink."
"I'm not open." Chalina went on. "Wait twenty minutes, like everyone else."
Chalina pretended to busy hereelf with other work. Countertops to wipe down, condiments and napkins to set out for customers. Lilith didn't budge. Chalina resisted the urge to bite her lip.
"So how's Dave doing?"
"Who?" Chalina pretended not to know.
Lilith chuckled. "You're adorable. I take it back. The pink suits you. You're so funny when you've defanged yourself."
"I had to eat."
"I know. Stheno's mercy, I won't shame you for what you are. I'm just saying. We can forget this ever happened. Keep the pink if you want. Be all sunshine and rainbows. Vester and I, we still love you."
"You love Cthylla."
"Who wouldn't?" Lilith shook her head. "The little darling's going to cave. I promise. I have a good feeling about this little bird I've got."
"What are you on about, now?"
"She's from Melosia. Little lady fancied herself a pirate, and stuck her nose where it didn't belong. We gave her a new name, and everything. Leda Nox. She's got potential."
"You found yourself another dreamer to corrupt." Chalina spat. "Nothing more. We've tried that before. It's not enough. Don't you see it, Lilith? It's a lost cause."
Chalina leaned across the counter, baring a set of fangs at her sister. Lilith didn't flinch, but her expression soured.
"The eldritch brat is never going to make more of us. Don't you see that? It doesn't matter how many birds you catch, or how many disasters you cause. We failed, the first time. We failed over two-thousand years ago, and now she's through with us. She only keeps you and Vester around because you're desperate. This is it. We're the last of our kind. That's just how it is. And I've made my peace with it!"
Lilith sneered. "You have no faith."
"And you have no honor."
"Fine. Waste the rest of your miserable existence, pandering to the cattle. Starve yourself all you like. I'll be paying Dave's brother a visit."
"Who?"
"Didn't you notice? Alano?" Lilith grinned. "Tall. Good shoulders. Decent moves. Nobody will miss him. Just like nobody's going to miss Dave."
Chalina resisted a growl. "If you harmā"
"You said it yourself. Mind your business, and I'll mind mine. If you change your mind, Leda and I will be waiting."
Lilith walked off before Chalina could say anything else. Hands balling into fists, Chalina pulled down the metal door and closed up shop. Driving away from the busy beach, she tried to hold her head up high.
'She's just getting under your skin. That's all she does. It's all she's EVER done!'
And was Chalina any better? Did she have a right to call Lilith out? She had centuries of mischief and mayhem to answer for, just like Lilith and Vester. Maybe this was all too little, too late. Running a food truck wasn't going to atone for her laundry list of sins.
Pulling over on the side of the road, Chalina leaned her head against the steering wheel.
'ā¦Just go home. Wouldn't it be nice to live with them again? No, I hate them! I hate all of them! The Gorgons, Spikes, ALL of them!' She thought, shoulders shaking. 'Demons, wretches, all of them just want to see this world burn! And for what? As if that entitled pink brat isn't spoiled enough as it is! She used me. She used me, and Lilith, and Vester, and every other vampire! Why can't they see this? Why don't they understand that this is all one big game?! Cthylla will never let us win!'
Maybe Lilith and Vester knew that. Maybe desperate hope kept them loyal to Cthylla, regardless. Chalina understood. Deep down, the thought of being among the last of the vampires still haunted her. Maybe she was better off starving herself, like Lilith said.
"Can I get a taco?"
With a gasp, Chalina snapped out of her melancholic thoughts. Someone stood at the window of her food truck. Eyes half-closed and somewhat bloodshot, a smoldering blunt between two of his fingers. A certain scent lingered in the air around him, and it wasn't from the smoke. Chalina could recognize mortals by their scent. And she could tell when they weren't quite mortal.
"Do I look open to you?" She snapped.
"Nah, you look sad." The demigod answered, voice somewhat slurred. "Can I still get a taco?"
"No."
"Ah. Shit. You good?"
"It's none of your concern."
"Is it about the red eyes and the fangs?"
Chalina glared at him. The demigod stepped back a bit, taking a long drag from his blunt. She wrinkled her nose.
"Are you here to take me away?" She asked. "Who sent you? Selios? Here to put me out of my misery?"
"I mean, I don't wanna do anything like that." He shrugged. "Just wanted a taco."
"I'm not in the mood to joke around, boy."
"Mellow."
"What?"
"It's my name. Mellow."
"Hmph." Chalina scoffed. "What do you want?"
"Just wondering what happened." Mellow shrugged. "Saw you talking to that emo lady."
"Don't mind her. She just won't let go of a dead dream. I'm sure her new 'little bird' will end up being food, by the end of the week."
"Oh, shit. You gonna, like, stop her?"
"And what for? She'll just move on to the next gullible fool." She shook her head. "Just mind your business. We aren't half as powerful as we used to be."
"Damn." Mellow said. "ā¦You wanna smoke with me?"
"Is this some kind of joke?"
"Nah. You seem nice. Nicer than the emo lady. I dumno, you don't have to say yes."
This was stupid. But, getting out of the truck, Chalina followed Mellow down the street. If anything, she just wanted to cheer up a little. For a demigod, Mellow seemed awfully nice.
