#moya rambles

See, this is exactly why I write.

Seriously, thank you guys so much. This is the type of stuff that I want to see in my inbox. I'm not dealing with none of that negative shit no more. Honestly, I'm so done with all of that.

Thank you, though, because I put so much effort into my fanfiction trying to get everybody's personalities right. One thing I refuse to do is stereotype people. Even though it's fiction, there should still be limits to certain things.

Y'all ever see those TikToks where people are like "fun facts about Michael Jackson" and they just pull the facts straight out their ass? I promise you Michael never said or did half the things people claim he did. Sometimes I just sit there staring at my screen because it's so obviously fake and people just eat it up.

The worst one I've ever seen was somebody saying his last words were "I love my fans." Mind you, his own children didn't even get to spend his final moments with him, and you're online making up what his last words were. Do y'all understand how disrespectful that is?

Anyway, don't apologize for yapping because I literally built this blog on yapping. You're in the right place.

I've been on Tumblr for a couple of years now, but I only started consistently posting content on April 25. That's actually kind of crazy to think about because it feels like so long ago, but it really wasn't. Since then I've posted at least fifty fanfics, probably more. Majority of them are completely self indulgent too.

And thank all of y'all, honestly. I love y'all so much.

Also, little update while I'm already talking. I'm not posting today because I'm spending the day making banners and mood boards. I've got ten banners to finish for Module Two, plus a few other pieces of content that don't need banners. Altogether I'm working on about thirteen things today.

I do have something coming for y'all though. Earliest Thursday, latest Friday. I really want to try to post tomorrow, but if not, it'll definitely be Thursday.

Also yes, to the person who messaged me and asked, I completely forgot to reply, but yes, I will be writing for Prince, Paris and Bigi.

I've also been meaning to answer another question. Somebody asked me if I'd ever write for Jackie Jackson.

My answer is yes and no.

Let me explain.

Most of the Jackson siblings have done things at some point in their lives that they're probably not proud of. Someone also told me Jackie had altercations with his ex wife, but I was also told that he publicly apologized for everything. Correct me if I'm wrong.

That being said, I actually do find Jackie very attractive, both when he was younger and now. So yes, I probably will write for him eventually. Just not anytime soon.

You guys know I've got about ten fanfics sitting in Module Two already. Module Three is completely planned out. I already know everything that's going in there. Module Four is basically my open request module. Whenever I get new requests, that's where they go. So if I end up writing for Jackie, he'll most likely be added to Module Four.

Someone also asked me about Jermaine. He's actually already in Module Two because somebody requested him a while ago.

I think that's everything I wanted to talk about today.

And again, thank you for taking the time to send this. Stuff like this genuinely motivates me to keep writing, and I appreciate every single one of y'all.

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Nothing wrong!! I absolutely adore that!

Is just that I think people knew right away he was a puppet because he looked like a puppet all those centuries ago. 

But then Dottore made him join the fatui and experimenting and the abyss exposure changed his body. 

Maybe it was a feature he already had, but I like to think the reason nobody knows Shogun is a puppet like people used to know Scara was, is because he made himself look human. 

Was it enduring the pain of the experiments and the abyss not worth it if he could get a body closer to a god? It was. 

So I like to think the Scara we know now after the Irminsul stuff doesn´t look like a puppet because of his exposure to abyss and experiments that supposedly didn´t happen. (but they did, he only forgot...and then remembered it again)

People are very set on the mindset that THEY are the ones that are right. What THEY believe in is RIGHT and everything else is wrong. A god creates us to...worship them, to live in the land it created for us and reproduce (us) their word. 

When they´re not. They are wrong because there´s others claiming they are the ones who are right. 

Its self exclusive when you bunch them up, so they try to make you think they´re the only ones who are right and correct. 

In this debate I heard some very incredibly nice people who talked openly about being open to ideologies. They search information in all places and people and are open to understand them as the people they are. Maybe not believe in what they belive in, but simply let them be. 

Now, the paradox of tolerance is one big dick and I want you to put it apart for this argument for a second. Just for the sake of this argument. 

When people are not set into the mindset that they have to PROOVE they´re the ones who are correct, there´s no need to tell people you are either correct or wrong. There´s no judgement. Only acceptance. 

When they try to make you read more and get into more of their ideology, they´re not inviting you to understand them, they´re trying to make you someone they can see as “correct”, trying to accept you, because you´re reading the same things they are reading. Sometimes in foolish hope that you “convert”. 

So the understanding that others exist without needing to be told you´re correct or wrong in the context of your own ideas, means to accept there´s no “correct” way. There´s no such thing as a “wrong” way to live either. 

So they create copies of the legendary hero. Dolls that resemble them in strength but not in mind. Some, the closest to the hero, try to get the dolls to act exactly like the hero, in an effort to have them back. Others, see the dolls´ potential as weapons. 

There are dolls to sooth the grieving, and there are dolls who create disasters on their maker´s orders. 

Those destructive dolls create chaos when the one they´re modeled after helped saved. This doesn´t escape some of the doll´s simple minds, but what can a simple doll do against their creators? Would they give up such a purpose in order to be more like someone who doesn´t even know about their existence? 

And so, wars are won and lost with battles fought with identical dolls on each side. Centuries, pass by and the hero´s tale twists. Millenia after, the heroics of one wanderer have become myths of an evil entity who reproduced in their own image to bring discord to the world. 

Nobody remembers the original story besides the oldest dolls. Half broken, their appearances changed or locked into basements to be protected. The dolls who spent their times trying to be the wanderer they resembled in strength and mind by hearing their closest companions tell their stories. After millenia, those dolls stop hiding and clenching their empty chests, they go outside to clean their reputation. 

One of those dolls encounters an ancient soldier doll in their journey. 

That doll was created for war. To be used and discarded when it shattered. So the doll that was meant to heal wounds by those that leave behind others can´t stop themselves from trying to help it.