Purr, let me tell you a story.
This story started with pastries - pastries I baked. I spent over an hour of preparation, making sure it would end up perfect, because after all, my friends would be eating them, and they will never let me live it down if they turn out shitty.
So I baked them with all the skill in me, and the results were - in my biased opinion - passable. So I packed them up, excited to see how they will taste. The next day rolls around, and I go to my friends and give them a pastry.
My first group of friends are more like colleagues than acquaintances; we're on friendly terms, but not what you would call BFFs. They try it, and they tell me some variation of, "It tastes amazing," or "Wow Finn, you can really cook,".
Now, my second group of friends has been my friends since childhood, the people who I know have my back, and they know I got theirs. Their feedback is what I have been so eager to hear. Want to know what they said?
One said, "Bloody fuck, dude. Learn to cook!", another said, "Tastes like yeast straight out of the damn packet.". There was no question which feedback I appreciated more - the group that was actually honest.
See, while they kept tearing into my passion for cooking, they know I can't do pastry. They also know I do not like being patronized or babied. I have always drilled into their thick skulls to say to me exactly what they mean.
Now, think about your situation this way: You see them dolling out nicknames (which happens because let's face it, it's hella cool to grant someone else a title that everybody else adheres to), but do you see them actually discussing how damned interesting your idea is? On the discord server, there was a discussion lasting over an HOUR about your story, and NONE of it was derogatory.