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DISCLAIMER: No flaming just because I have a different point of view of things, please. Your comments may easily be deleted by yours truly… so… you get my drift. I’m going to bitch here, so if you hate my bitching and don’t want to hear anything of it, PLEASE GO AND STOP VIEWING MY BLOG. BYE BYE.
Most of the Get Backers fandom (ESPECIALLY ON FANFICTION.NET) has gone down the freakin’ proverbial drain, if I may dare say it aloud. The GB fandom used to be quality and top-notch, but nothing could be said much of it now. It’s now full of pure bull and genderfucking and mpreg shit in general.
REASON FOR THIS RANT: I just came back from a round of goosebump-inducing shuddering after reading a fic in which Ban is secretly a girl and is in love with Ginji… (it’s on the first page of the GB FF archive, but it’s advisable NOT to read it if you don’t want brain damage) I mean, I do not HATE any hetero pairings, but BAN IS A GUY AND HE DOES NOT HAVE FREAKING BOOBIES, FREAKIN’ LOVELY LADY LUMPS ALRIGHT. (Ban would so be indignant and huffy and all if he knew about it right now) -_-”’
I have no complaints if it has been labeled an AU-fic, because it is Alternate Universe and all, but WHY CAN’T YOU ACCEPT THAT BAN AND GINJI BELONG TOGETHER DESPITE THE FACT THEY’RE BOTH MALE? Is it so despicable of two FICTIONAL characters to have such feelings and still be both guys? Why must you change one of those guys to become a girl in order to sate your HETERO fantasies? What’s so wrong for them to STILL KEEP THEIR GENDERS IN FREAKIN’ FANFICTIONS???!
If you are actually blind, or something inane like that, well here you go:
MIDOU BAN-SAMA IS MALE!!! HE ISN’T A LADYBOY, A DYKE, OR WHATEVER YOU NAME IT!!! HE IS 100% MAN AND NOTHING ELSE!!!
I apologise if anyone is any of these above, no offense meant to you… but these lameass fangirl fanfic writers came up with those assumptions of perfectly good characters and ruin everything for others!
Does this resemble anything even close to a girl to you?
HE IS A PURE MAN! NOT A WOMAN!! ROAR!!!
Come on now! If you want to write fanfiction, make sure you get your basic facts right! For example, things like THE SEXES OF THE MAIN CHARACTERS FOR FUCK’S SAKE! If you don’t want to stick to any canon at all, just please create your own original characters and POST YOUR crappy storylines in your fics at FICTIONPRESS INSTEAD!!!
AAHHH!! -WRITERSPAZZZ-
Why the hell should anyone want to even think that someone who looks so masculine to be a girl deep inside? Isn’t that a bit sick to think that a guy could actually be a girl WITH HER BREASTS BINDED? Oh, so you think that Ban is actually a girl deep inside, but could a girl actually have such an overwhelming masculinity to her so much that no one KNOWS that he is actually a SHE? And that a freakin’ OC character was able to tell the freakin’ difference? THE STORY DOESN’T MAKE ANY SENSE!! WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK?
And whatever happened to good fics to SUCH a small fandom? It seems like a whole lot of untalented fangirl anime fanfic writers read/watched Get Backers and decided to RUIN EVERYTHING for those poor souls who ACTUALLY sincerely like the anime for itself! They trample all over the amazing characters created by those anime creators and made fan fiction which is really horribly bad and pointless, and YET THEY GARNER TONS OF REVIEWS FROM LIKE-MINDED SPAZZY ANIME FANGIRLS!!! AND THEN THEY LEAVE THOSE QUALITY WRITERS OF THE FANDOM ITSELF WITH NO REVIEWS!
How demoralising is that?!
I bet that no one will read this.
No, that’s not the most important thought overflowing my muse tonight. Well fuck, I don’t really care if anyone reads this or not, because it isn’t like I’m writing something so controversial and so wrong that I should be censored or something equally silly like that. It’s just that I have certain things to get off my chest. It could be considered petty, childish even, yet it bothers me so and I am unable to concentrate much on pressing matters ahead, and I just have to transcend my unspoken emotions into words. This, I believe, is the only think I’m good at. Good, but not great.
I am a fiction writer, yes, of the supernatural and most relevantly – of romance. I can create my own universes with my own characters and make them fall so desperately, deeply and irrevocably in love with each other, so much that as you read those character’s thoughts and feelings, you’d imagine that he wouldn’t be able to live without the significant other by his side for eternity. I make the pair so fitting and matching for each other that you, as my reader, aren’t able to imagine either of the characters having feelings for other characters in my story besides the significant other. Sometimes I would catch myself thinking as I search for the words for the character’s emotions – is it possible to have such feelings for a sole person which make your heart race so badly in real life?, what if there is no such person for me in real life?, and is it true all my fictional stories are just romanticised versions of my own imagery of how love should be?
When I think of this matter, I can feel a slight clenching in my gut, like a slow coiling thing wrapping itself around my very frame. I can’t possibly say this sensation (?) hurts, but it does come quite close. I admit – I’ve had a few flings here and there in my adolescent life, but things do end sourly and I’d come out worse off than the other person. Feelings are funny – and at the beginning of that clandestine get-together I think to myself, is this the real thing? The answer does come to me eventually, although at the end of the relationship, and I realise it isn’t. I ask: so how much longer must I wait? Should I just go and do the things I’m good at – immersing myself in a world of fiction – so much that I can no longer feel that clenching from the base of my heart? What if these feelings of mine can’t simply be ignored, and every single word grasped and torn from my imagination and fixed into the place of my story are unable to stem the flow of this unabashed emotion?
I want a person to really love, and him/her in return. Well – don’t we all?
I want a person to hold me close and murmur things which aren’t lies. The feelings we have are true and aren’t fabricated simply to sate me and the other person. We exhibit our flaws in front of each other, yet we are accepting and demanding of more. The indescribable emotion when a slow caress meets my skin, and every action he/she makes will elicit an slow, burning intoxicating want (from my soul) to constantly have them by my side.
No, let me rephrase that – I want a soulmate to be with me for all eternity, however long that is.
Is this a lot to ask?
Can you imagine for the next three years of your life having to travel all the way across Singapore (i.e. from Bedok to Woodlands) and take three buses to go to your school? AND you have to lug along with you 3+ kilograms of stuff like your laptop, etc?
Yeah well that’s my situation right now – I have to wake up at 6 am everyday just to make sure that I’ll not be late for any classes – and that itself starts at nine. This is even worse than secondary school. I’m going to die, and it’s only the first day of my orientation… -__-” My lower back aches from sitting down too much, (hours on the bus) and I have a feeling this situation I’m in is going to get worse. I wish so badly that someone in my family had a car. This is pure torture. It’s times like this I had those amazing preternatural ELECTRICAL energy that Ginji exudes… Ah, if only life was like an anime :p
By the way – I’ve written chapter 21 of Blood of the Snake, found here.
And I’ve re-edited Blood of the Snake again – it contains no useless Author’s Note which in my opinion – distracts the readers.
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