blackmamuth said:
Hmm. In Naruto fandom maybe. But you just posted in bleach, where the number of yaoi deviants are less. (In number, at least, i don't know about the percentage)
Hope you don't get a flame, which i doubt.
By the way, added you to favourites, author alert...? :snigger:
Oh, And I wholehertedly agree in all your statements about yaoi.
Blackmamuth, you're TFF. My viewpoint is shared by all TFF, in one for or another. We aren't rabid anti homosexual bigots. We are rabid anti yaoi-fangirlism.
Because, let's face it. When I see, Sasu/Naru, my stomach churns. Not because it is yaoi (not that much, anyway) but because it's practically a guarantee the story is bad.
Lo and behold, it is.
Tragically so.
And then I see another Sasu/Naru.
Lo and behold, everybody and their dog (male one) is gay. It is Kaka/Iru (no matter that there is NO. FUCKING.WAY they'd have gotten together even if they were gay.) Neji suddenly develops Hinata-level obsession with Naruto (only cooler, of corzzzz, 'cause he's so hawt and smexy adorable bishe omg omg how cuuuuuute! - only with worse grammar and more '11!!11!!' thing).
Naruto becomes the crying, effiminate uke who gets into a bawling fest from a paper cut: it hurts, it hurts so much, he left me for the WHOLE FIVE SECONDS! I will kill myself now. Wait. Stop. Cease and desist. No. I'm too much of a bitch to so much as slit my wrists. My bad. I'll just keep crying. Sakuke-kun or Neji-kun will rescue me. Or the oh so SMEXY (pardon me, I must vomit - channeling a yaoi fangirl made me violently ill) Kakashi-kun, who so mature and loving and... - just die, bitch.
Gaara becomes the passionate, slightly psychotic jilted lover (if he can't love me, he won't love anyone!) ...
And Sakura drools. Rest of the girls think it is fine, okay and wholesome and politically correct and shit. And Sasuke, Naruto and Neji make uber cute man babies who will grow into uber emo, crying, tissue skinned bishes. And everybody is happy. Except the girls finally realise that they... have no fucking men left!
...
And then we have one of my more recent pet peeves.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
I don't like the show too much. But meh. It'll do. Some fanfics. Cool. I like Xander as a character, the 'normal guy' archetype in a world of superpowered brainless twits a la Buffy, stupid supposed geniuses who turn lesbian uber powerful withches (because wivcca she AIN'T - Willow) supposedly wise old men who are supposed to guid but simply SUCK (Giles) and so on.
So sue me. I like the underdog heroes.
Now Alexander Lavelle Harris. Not the brightest tool in the shed. No. Not superpowered. But a nice guy. Guy whose first words to Buffy were 'Can I have you?'. Guy who had been infatiuated with that bottle blond twit from the beinning. Guy who got laid by faith. Dated (succesefuly for a time) the officialy hottest girl in school. Fell in love several times. Had frequnet fucking wild monkey sex with Anya.
...
Alexander Lavelle Harris. Gay. And with oh so loving relationship with... Spike. As in William the Bloody Awful Poet. Psycho. Vampire. And Xander utterly, undeniably HATES vampires. He hates them even more because of Angelusa and the unresolved jelaousy towards Buffy losing her virginity to the damn CORPSE.
Gay. Guy who is 'a vikig in the sack' to go by Anya's words. Gay. And with Spike.
Now go to Twisting The Hellmouth and check the 'latest' stories. I fucking guarantee roughly 30% (and that's a very, very conservative exstimate here) are the oh so popular 'Spander' stories. Meaning Spike/Xander. Or Xander/other male.
...
And the best is, that some, quite a lot of them, even, stories have something like this.
"Pairing undecided, but it will be slash. Xander/someone."
Die, bitch. Just fucking die.
And on that cheerful and rantful note, I'm off to sleep before I develop an 'andti yaoi jihad' mentality and get some friendly mufti to issue the anti-yaoi fatwa and channel the muslim desire for bombs into something more productive. Like ridding the world of the plague of the yaoi fangirls.
And no, I'm not muslim. I'm agnostic, if anything. With dash of nordic beliefs, since part of my faimliy comes from Sweden. B)