Really wondering about this. This might be what pro/anti ship is about.
So, there's this fic author you found. They write for your fandoms, they respond to comments, and they've written some of your favorite types of fics.
The problem is, they also write things you're not comfortable with. I'm talking incest, child characters being aged up to be shipped with other characters, etc. I don't know if I should keep reading their fics, because on one hand they write some great fics and I'm all for creative freedom, but on the other hand...yeah.
This is like saying “should I stay friends with this person because I found out they like slasher movies and slasher movies are bad because violence and gore and murders are bad!!!!”
Honestly do whatever you want. But you can’t “police” how other people create their art, or what type of art they create, that’s not your business. Also fiction and dark fics aren’t a reflection of the artist’s moral compass.
Also this sorts of censorship and “writing fanfiction about taboo things makes you a bad person irl” mindset are lowkey fascist beliefs. So I think it’s a good thing that a talented and skilled writer isn’t, you know, a fascist.
Also also, AO3 (assuming the fic is on AO3) is literally a site for freaks lol. Giving a platform to dark fics about rape, incest and other fucked up things is literally the main reason the site was created in the first place. Because these types of fics were banned on other platforms, people came together and created a new site that was safe for all taboo fics. And surprise, that site is AO3.
So anon, if you don’t like dark fics, if you have a problem with it and have to check if an author is “pure enough”, then maybe AO3, a site created mainly for taboo fics, may not be a place for you, with all due respect.
This blog supports profic / proship / dark fics and is anti censorship by the way
current fan creation landscape is kinda like if you went to a party with a homemade cake and everyone takes a slice and silently thumbs up at you with no attempt to start a conversation except for occasionally some guy sits in the corner with a tape recorder critiquing the cake as though he was a restaurant critic and another guy is handing the cake to an uber driver like “yeah i need you to find a restaurant that makes cake like this so i can have more of it” and the only person that’s talked to you in 30 minutes is a very sweet little guy who was like “hey i liked your cake” and then ran away apologizing for bothering you the moment you said thank you.
someone brought a cake analysis robot to feed the cake into to determine the exact ingredients and supposedly it can spit out the exact same cake. and if you’re like dude. what. then they’re like well if it bothers you you should have made more cake. i’m hungry and i deserve cake. and you’re like dude we’re at a party.
Three months later you find out that fifty people locked themselves in a room to discuss how much they loved your cake and how they wished you made more. None of them ever told you.
so for the love of god. please tell people you liked their cake and don’t feel embarrassed about it. because then they will make more cake.
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After System Collapse and Rapport, I can’t help thinking about how completely and utterly insane ART and Murderbot’s first meeting was from ART’s perspective.
UplandGatewayOne, the station where they met, is ART’s home station. In Mihira and New Tideland’s system. Which is deeply anti-corporate. SecUnit even notes at the time that there aren’t any security or bond companies there, so nobody should be looking for escaping SecUnits. Iris and Matteo, for all the anti-corporate missions they’ve been on, have never even seen one, which means Perihelion most likely hasn’t either. They’re not deployed on transit rings except in GrayCris-paying-to-murder-people situations, and when they are, it’s a big deal accompanied by a lot of alarms and screaming and panic.
And one just kind of strolls across the private docks without setting off the weapons scanners. Wholly unnoticed.
So there was already no legitimate explanation for a SecUnit being here. That’s point one. Which means it has to have an illegitimate reason.
And ART’s paranoia is easily on par with Tarik’s, generally speaking. Even though it’s never encountered a SecUnit before it has to be aware that this could be an attack by a corporate. Except the SecUnit’s got no drones, no additional weaponry, no armor, and it’s wearing cargo pants and a hoodie. Which would seem to suggest that it’s supposed to be mistaken for a human – okay, maybe that explains how it got across the transit station a tiny bit? Not really. But at least it accounts for the lack of screaming.
But there’s no point in it trying to pretend it’s a human now, if this is the prelude to some kind of attack. It’s not like ART is a passenger transport, and these are the private non-commercial docks. It can’t get on board without trying to hack the lock, and it can’t get too far from its handler without frying itself, so it has to do whatever it’s doing before ART leaves the transit ring. Whatever attack is coming, it has to be soon. Like, right now, soon.
And it just pings ART directly.
Not even… trying to hide its presence as a potential hostile MI a little.
That is… possibly the most stupid prelude to a code attack it could have made? And if it had been trying to pretend it was human to persuade ART’s crew (who aren’t even here anyway) to give it access to the ship, it just blew its cover. What the hell is its human handler thinking? They’re really bad at this.
And then it asks for a ride–which, again, is hilarious if it thinks it can gain entry that easily–wait. What the fuck? It’s offering several hundred hours of entertainment media as a trade.
There is no human handler.
ART doesn’t even have to check the governor module at that point. No human would imagine that transports watch television. Possibly, no other bots besides transports would know that they do, because transports are famously not-communicative. Nobody could have instructed it to say that. The only way the SecUnit itself could have gotten the idea that this approach might work is if it tried it before and it was successful.
Okay, so what we know for sure is: This SecUnit is a rogue, and it talks to transports.
And apparently it’s hitchhiking?
This raises so many more questions than it answers.
Where the hell did it come from? How did it get across the station without setting off any alerts? Why was it chatting up transports before now? How did it even get several hundred hours of entertainment media downloads? And why the hell would any sentient being, let alone a rogue SecUnit, want to hitchhike to RaviHyral? A crummy little moon which has nothing on it except for mines.
ART’s explanation of, “I was curious about you,” for letting Murderbot on board is the understatement of the millennium.
This is the equivalent of a frigging walrus ringing your doorbell.
I saw a post by @captorations the other day that was joking about the fact that Gideon doesn’t know she’s a Jesus figure and that John is the only person who knows how wild this is: “ah fuck I have a Jesus now.”
But humour aside, how much must this have freaked John out? Imagine creating baroque space catholicism as a sort of grasping trauma response to the circumstances of your having become a godlike eldritch thing involving a nun who was very much trying to fit you into a Catholic metaphysics, enjoying the power and aesthetics of that for 10k years but never believing your own hype, theologically speaking, only to have the universe deliver to your doorstep your miraculous child, conceived without you having had sex with her mother, lying incorrupt with a chest wound, and apparently the focus of some kind of nascent worship…
