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So I’m archiving this blog

This blog used to bring me joy but it doesn’t anymore. I guess with everything that happened with those people I’ve no longer associated it with joy.

So I’ll be archiving this one and starting another blog! One not associated to this blog and one where I can start new!

I’ve already followed my moots in my new blog so if you see a new follower who’s a starting writer you know who it is 😉

So, this is goodbye to ghoulishfrk

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[ghoulishfrk]

So I’m archiving this blog

This blog used to bring me joy but it doesn’t anymore. I guess with everything that happened with those people I’ve no longer associated it with joy.

So I’ll be archiving this one and starting another blog! One not associated to this blog and one where I can start new!

I’ve already followed my moots in my new blog so if you see a new follower who’s a starting writer you know who it is 😉

So, this is goodbye to ghoulishfrk

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PORNSTAR!JOHNNY CAGE X BLACK FEM READER

Synopsis— Johnny makes his girl feel good on spooky day.

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written by a minor written by a minor written by a minor

tw— smut, wife is kinda silly, smut, consent is given before hand, Johnny says cringy lines, Johnny calls his cock a hammer,

Johnny didn’t know how he got here, he just saw his wife in some silly ghost costume(which was just a white sheet over her body and no panties with her curvy figure made him drop everything. When she didn’t even notice how the white sheet lifted showing the panties she had on made him act fast. He was suppose to be filming a damn Halloween special porno with his co-star until he lost control and bent his wife over their kitchen counter.

Y/n didn’t expect herself to get in this situation with her husband. She honestly thought it would be a funny gag to dress as a ghost with no panties and thought Johnny would find it hilarious with his humor but turns out she thought wrong. She whimpered as she gripped on the kitchen counter bracing herself from his thrusts. He groaned into her ear as he made a chuckle throughout all the thrust he was giving her.”such a distraction you know? Mm mm.. suppose to be filming right now but you in that stupid sheet really distracted me babe.” He loved shifting the blame to her, talking to her as if she would respond through her string of moans.

He made a tsk noise.”mind as well please my bad sucubus wife then yeah?” His pace changed as he gripped her hips more tighter and up’ed the pace of his thrust going from a medium pace to a more sped up one, it made a shakey gasp come from her throat as she whined at his thrusts.”cage… so fast! Mm can’t take it!” He smiled and did a cocky thrust to hear her moan again.”Ah ah baby ‘m sure you can take it, you’ve taken the cage hammer before yeah?” He gripped both her wrist behind her back as leverage. Y/n made a obvious eye roll at his corny joke he made while making sopping thrusts inside her.”so corny..” he raised a brow and smirked at that as he leaned in to whisper in her ear.”you love this corny dick though dontcha’ baby?” He gives her a nice thrust for full effect.”you love my amazing one liners and how I fill you up real nice in hereee.” Once he said that it really sat how deep he was inside.

He continued his sloppy thrust.”so let’s act like you don’t love my funny zingers baby.” She just moaned in response, soon enough he gave enough thrusts to where she was coming to her high and Johnny could tell. He made a small hum as her cunt hugged him.”Mm Mm.. that’s it, cum.” With those affirming words it made her climax with a moan. As he stopped with her, he made a few breaths. Thinking he was done because he let go of her arms she stood up a bit but he chuckled.”nuh uh! We’re goin’ all night,”

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🫧𓇼 ೀ content & warnings:

female reader, she/her pronouns, black-coded reader, modern au (00s), alcohol consumption (reader is a clingy drunk)

🫧𓇼 ೀ author’s note:

here it is, again sorry for the late update and it being a little all over the place 😞

word count: 3.3k

As elegant as Nico Robin was, she liked to spend her time in dive bars. A woman with countless degrees in journalism, who spent her vacations doing philanthropy.

She was extremely dedicated to visiting countries that were torn apart by conflict and had their education and history almost destroyed. Her travels often included searching for gaps in history.

She stood at a grand height and wherever she went, people were automatically drawn and enthralled by her aura. Even her posture and movements had people falling in line to greet her.

You'd never willingly go to a dive bar however Robin was always like a cool older sister you would want to emulate. You and Vivi were the scaredy cats but Robin and Nami would rush head first to anything, not caring at all.

It was admirable.

Robin was being crowded by dozens of men while she stood by the pool table, whilst you and Vivi were sitting at the bar.

Nami returned from the jukebox, a scowl across her face. You figured it was her severe distaste of "dad rock" as she dubbed it.

"What's with you?" A voice called out, dragging you out of your train of thought.

Nami was in a black halter dress that fit her figure perfectly.

"What do you mean?" You questioned.

She flicked your forehead.

"Ow, Nami!" You hissed as you rubbed your head. "The fuck was that for?!"

"I get Freckles is cute and all, but that doesn't mean you ditch us for days on end." She barked, her hands on her hips.

"You are so damn clingy! I saw you at work today, you act like the world ended if I don't take a lunch break with you."

"Clearly I value this friendship more than you."

"Nami, I'm sorry..." You tittered as you draped your arms around her. "How can I make it up to you?" You said as you nuzzled the side of her face with your cheek.

"Too late." She said biting her lip to stifle her giggles but it was failing miserably as she turned her head away.

"No use Nami, she's been so weird lately." Vivi snickered.

"Whatever. Come on Vi." Nami said as she yanked Vivi off the bar stool.

"Hey! What?!-"

"I wanna dance with you!" Nami grinned.

"Nobody else is dancing...!" Vivi replied with an uneasy chuckle as she eyed the grizzled patrons.

"So?!"

And with that, the two headed off, leaving you to take the chance of the temptation of being sat at the bar with money to blow.

"One too many...one too many! WHEEEEEE-"

You fell right on your ass on the hard floor of the bar. It didn't help how sticky the floor was.

"Get ahold of yourself.." Robin scoffed as she yanked you by your arm to your feet. "I think that's it for the night, mhm?"

"Suppose so..." You mumbled as you laid your arms across the bar, and fixated on the liquid in the glass.

There was a foreign feeling blooming within your chest.

"I miss him." You said.

"Huh?" Nami said, checking her purse.

"I miss Ace.."

"Here she goes.." Vivi said as laughter overtook her body. "You do have feelings for the lab rat."

Your mind began to picture him. The last time you saw him.

"Can I see you tomorrow...?"

His hair is always tousled but he just manages to be so effortlessly sexy.

Pretty girl. My girl. Doll-face. Darling in that accent of his.

"Don't you know I'm crazy about you?" With his breath tickling the shell of your ear.

Why were your thighs pressing together at a mere sentence?

The alcohol in your system was brewing up a storm of your attraction and fondness for Ace.

Ace the lab rat. Ace the experiment. Ace the doorway from vacuous articles about panty liners to real, hard-hitting journalism.

Ace the smooth-talking advertising agent, whose job is to use that silver tongue to secure any and all kinds of deals.

Why did you think you were so special?

"Y/N..." Vivi called out as she saw your thumb hit the buttons of your cellphone. "What are you doing?" She asked with an uneasy chuckle.

"I wanna see him." You murmured.

"Huh?!"

"Let her." Robin said wryly as she reached out to stop Vivi from getting closer to snatch the phone away from you. "It's a canon event."

"Ace!" A voice called out. "I'm bloody freezing my crown jewels off here!"

"Just a second!" He responded as he pulled out the vibrating cell phone from his pocket. His eyebrows knitted together in confusion when he saw your name flash across the screen.

He remembered you telling him something about a girl's night with your colleagues but he figured that was just a conversational thing.

"Y/N? What's up?"

"Oh...I can hear you through the phone..." You hiccuped.

"Doll-face, I'm hoping I'm the first person you thought to drunk call." Ace chuckled as he ruffled his raven locks, struggling to stop the smile that was tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Who else, huh? Missin' you."

“You’re cute.” He snorted. He was still slightly irritated at your peculiar whirlwind of behaviors but it’d be a lie to say he hadn’t developed a soft spot for you.

"Look..." He let out a sigh as he pinched his nose bridge. "Where are you? Are you with your gal pals at least?"

"Course I am...I'm with Red...n Nepo Baby Vivi and Morticia Addams.." You giggled.

There was a beat of silence before Ace felt an odd pang in his chest. He missed you too, weirdly enough.

"Do you want me to pick you up, Y/N?" He asked softly, his voice nothing like you've heard it before.

You felt your stomach curdle slightly.

"I...wanna see you."

"So I'll take that as a yes. Tell Nepo Baby to text me the address of the bar, she seems to hate me the least." He chuckled.

"They don't hate you, Ace." You shot.

"Those icy glares when I come around your office say otherwise." He muttered under his breath.

"What?"

"I'll be there soon. Just hold on."

"OI!"

"Hold your damn horses, Sabo! I'm coming!" Ace barked back.

"By the time you arrived, I'd have been sleeping with the fishes!" Sabo chuckled as he bobbed in the water.

"You're a real character." Ace snorted as he stood on the pier. "But we gotta go. My girl needs me."

"You two are practically glued at the hip by now." Sabo responded as he used his upper body strength to heave himself out of the water. “Never thought I’d see the day you’d be playing house with some bird.”

“Lay off..!” Ace chucked as he leaned against the tree as Sabo began to dry up and dress himself. “It’s just something for the job.”

But at this point, he wasn’t sure he believed that anymore.

“Does she know that?” Sabo asked cautiously.

“Pfft, no.”

He may have laughed off the question but he suddenly felt a sickly feeling overtake him as he drove to pick you up.

“Ace, you alright there?” Sabo questioned. “Ever since I asked you that you look like you’re gonna puke your guts out.” He said with an uneasy laugh as he saw the way Ace’s face had paled.

“Sabo, I’m gonna ask you something and please don’t hold back on me.”

“Shoot.”

“Hypothetically speaking, if I dated a girl as a bet…would that make me a grade-A jackass?”

“I think you know the answer to that already, my friend.” Sabo responded. “Is that why you’re hurtling down the highway like we’re on the run?”

“What?! No!” Ace shot quickly.

“If you say so.”

Ace slowly parked outside the bar.

“Sabo, just don’t say anything. Alright?” He said meekly as he began to undo his seatbelt.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

“Good. That’s good.” He said with a sigh of relief.

Ace took a few deep breaths to recompose himself. No wonder he’d been feeling off.

How the hell was he gonna break it to you that the entirety of this was some sort of bargain for him?

Unbeknownst to Ace (who thought your antics were just part of some weird eccentricity) you were playing the game too. You weren’t exactly an angel either.

“Look, your boyfriend is here.” Robin smiled as the three women were stood around you, trying to protect you from busting your ass again.

“Acey Wacey.” Nami grinned.

“Freckles to the rescue!” Vivi sang.

“Hello to you lovely ladies too.” Ace said. “Alright, doll-face…up you get!” He slung your arm around him, your head hung lower.

Your alcohol tolerance was mortifying.

“Take her home or else!” Nami yelled, to which Ace responded with a thumbs up.

“Now who the hell said you could get behind the wheel?” Ace asked in an unimpressed tone as he saw Sabo drumming his fingers along the steering wheel.

“Says me. Sure you’re gonna have to play nurse back there.” He chortled.

“Fine.”

“Ace…” You murmured as he placed you in the backseat and did your seatbelt.

“Yeah?”

“I wanna go over to yours..” You said.

“What makes you say that?” He questioned a little bewildered.

You shrugged.

“Just wanna.”

“Red said to drop you home or she’ll have my behind.” Ace chuckled as he sat beside you.

“She doesn’t need to know.” You said with a mischievous laugh.

“She makes a convincing argument, Ace.” Sabo added.

“Keep your eyes on the road, Cabbie.” Ace shot, causing Sabo to stick his tongue out at Ace in response.

You hadn’t even bothered to ask who the blond man with Ace was. But he was handsome all the same, and it was hard to miss the accent.

The two of them helped you keep upright in the elevator since you were struggling.

“Thanks you two..” You murmured.

“Always a pleasure to help out a pretty girl.” Sabo grinned.

“Watch it.” Ace warned as he set you on the couch and began to take off your heels for you, your legs across his lap.

“Stop it, Ace…” You giggled, revelling in the attention.

“Yeah, Ace. Last thing I’d do is try and steal your missus.” Sabo grinned.

Soon enough, Ace carried you off to bed.

“I’m gonna sleep on the couch.” He said after he laid you down, tucked you within the quilts and smoothed your hair back.

“No…sleep with me.”

He shook his head with a smile.

“It’s fine, I’ll see you tomorrow morning. Okay?”

“But I don’t want you to go…” You mumbled as you held his hand.

“You know you got me wrapped around your finger, don’t you?” He chuckled. “But no.”

“Ace, please don’t go..” Your voice cracked.

“Alright, alright. Just til you fall asleep.” He sighed as he nestled beside you, wrapping his arms around your waist, his chest flush against your back.

“I like you…the most.” You said, voice low.

“I like you the most too..” He chuckled as he kissed the top of your head before you drifted off to sleep. He then got back out of the bed, shutting the door and crashed on the couch where Sabo was snoring on the air mattress.

"This'll help your hangover." Ace said.

"How'd you know?"

"My mom always had hangovers so."

Your eyes widened.

"Oh, no, no! Sweets, it's fine I promise. Nothing traumatic. Our family partied a lot. It wasn't like a problem or anything."

"...If you say so." You murmured as you began to sip from the mug.

"Y/N don't give me that look..." Ace said with a nervous chuckle as he turned your chin to meet his eyes.

"Really. They're travellers so...it was always fun."

"I didn't say nothin'!"

"It's not a sob story. I'm from an unorthodox family..." He chuckled as he rubbed the nape of his neck. "Every weekend was a celebration for God knows what. Got to the point where they were looking for booze and balloons over a certificate of participation for Sabo and Luffy's after-school crap."

"That does seems fun."

"Ah, it does. Looking back. But I was too much of a punk to enjoy it. Too busy brooding or running off with my brothers. We'd come back from the forests at dawn and she'd be throwing a sandal at us for making the floorboards creak."

“Already divulging into the family stories, huh?” Sabo cut in.

“Put a shirt on, Romeo.” Ace muttered.

“Ironic coming from you.” Sabo shot back as he slumped into the dining chair.

“I believe we haven’t been introduced properly.” He grinned.

“Oh, um. Nice to meet you..?”

“Sabo. We're brothers." Ace grinned.

"I see the resemblance with Luffy...but not Sabo." You replied. "The drastic accents aren't helping either."

"Foster siblings." Sabo corrected. “So this is the journalist girl that’s been driving you up the wall.”

You turned to Ace, unimpressed as Ace began to sweat.

“Now, now! I said other nice things!” He called out.

“Tell me more, Sabo.”

Ace dropped you home later that Saturday, but oddly enough when you called to notify Nami she had been ghost all weekend.

Monday morning, with a flash she swooped in on you.

“What the-”

"Nami!" You hissed when you felt her hand suddenly clamp around your wrist and yank you away from the others.

You made such a noise, some people in the office turned to see what the commotion was all about but it was too late, you were both out of eyesight and in the janitor's closet.

"What the hell was-" You immediately froze when you saw how visibly distressed she was.

"Red, what's the matter...?" You said, softly as you framed the sides of her face with your hands.

Knowing Nami since college, she tended to only have emotional outbursts after things bottled up for long periods if they were serious. She looked up at you, her lip quivering.

"I think I ruined things between me and Vivi...!"

"I'm sure you haven't..." You murmured as you pulled her in for a hug, and she buried her face into your shoulder as her body wracked with heavy sobs.

You rubbed her back soothingly, just allowing her to let it out.

The air was thick with the mouthwatering aroma of sizzling hamburgers and sputtering hot dogs as you and Nami sat on the benches outside the food stands.

"So lemme get this straight-" You began as the two of you snuck out of the office, looking for any greasy street food. "Ace takes me, you and the girls stay a bit longer but take a cab home...and you decide to let Vivi crash at your place."

"Uh-huh." She said, cramming the food in her mouth.

"You're both buzzed, Vivi being Vivi starts getting emotional and crying over that loser, you and your soft spot for her comforts her and you let it slip out that you've been pining after her for months?"

She nods, her cheeks full.

"And...everything is a fucking blur, Y/N!" Nami ranted, food spraying across the table. "I just know we kissed and it was getting a bit heated and she ran off, locking herself in the room. She must think I'm some pushy creep."

"Nami, stop letting your mind go there. You're not a creep and you're not pushy."

"But what the hell am I supposed to think...?" She groaned. "She can't even face me anymore."

"You're just gonna have to give her some time. It's a big adjustment going from best friends to...you know." You said soothingly. "You'll get through it."

You slipped her hand in yours, and gently ran your thumb over the hollows of her knuckles.

“Where have the both of you been?” Charlotte questioned as the two of you failed at sneaking back into the office.

“Nami wasn’t feeling well-” You began.

“Save it. Y/N, you failed to give me an update on your article. Nami, you two. I don’t know what made either of you think that I tolerate slacking off in this office but you are sorely mistaken.” Charlotte hissed.

Nami simply blinked, unscathed by her words but you felt your fists ball up.

“I think I’m going to scrap the article.” You shot.

“What?!” Charlotte squawked.

“Yeah! I…don’t think it’s working out between me and this guy. How can I shorten it, huh?”

“You absolutely will NOT scrap that article, do you understand Y/N? You scrap that article, and I will fire you and blacklist you from every single printing press, magazine, newspaper, tv station, RADIO CHANNEL. People will see your name on job applications and scurry away, burning your resume like it has the plague. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!” She screeched, so loud the entire office paused to stare at the three of you.

You felt all your senses set on fire with sheer humiliation.

And you were paralysed with fear. Because Charlotte had absolute power over the media circuit throughout the company.

“Understood?” She repeated.

“Yes, Charlotte.” You said shakily, holding yourself back from bursting into tears like a child.

She gave you and Nami one last flash of warning with her eyes and stormed off, slamming her office door shut.

“Well, that went peachy.” Nami said stiffly. Your vision began to blur as you stared at the carpet.



New day, new mindset.

As you walked through the corridors of Newgate Advertising, determined as ever to drive Ace away.

You did have some suspicions about Isuka aiding you, she even persuaded the receptionist to let you in the building despite not having an appointment, saying you were with her, and guided you to the office Ace, Marco and Izou worked in.

But you shrugged it off. You remembered her and her co-worker visiting Sleek's office and Charlotte telling them about your article.

Did she realise Ace was the guy you were trying to lose in ten days?

"Such a cute dog..." She said, her syrupy tone unable to disguise her disgust at the panting Chinese crested dog you brought.

“I know! Well, Ace is definitely a dog kinda guy.” You grinned. “Thank you again!”

You waved her off as you headed towards Ace’s office.

“Hi, baby….!” You gushed, amping up the crazy smile as you saw Ace and Marco standing around a desk, and Izou sipping coffee.

“Y/N…?” Ace questioned, eyes widening but quickly swooping you in his arms. “Doll-face, what brings you here?”

“Well, you know how much I can’t bear to be apart from you my love.” You grinned. “Say hello to our baby!”

“HUH?!” Marco cried out as Izou did a spit take.

“This is Rex..! Just like what you wanted to name your-”

Ace quickly garbled random gibberish over you to stop the other two from hearing what you were about to say.

“Uh, baby. We can’t have pets in the office. And…” Ace paused to take a look at the dog. “Is he okay?”

“Well, Rex actually has all his pet insurance paid for. But the poor baby has a slight incontinence problem-”

“OH, OH, COME ON!” Marco cried out in horror, clutching his head as the dog began to pee on the paperwork on the desk

“But I’m sure with Mommy and Daddy’s love, we’ll nurse our baby together, mhm?” You continued as you threw your arms around Ace, nuzzling the side of his face.

Ace was frozen as his mind struggled to comprehend the current events that were unfolding in front of him.

“Ace…?” You called out, shaking him to get him to look at you.

“This can’t be real. This can’t be real, I bumped my head, didn’t I?” He murmured to himself as he stared at Marco suffering with Rex and Izou grabbing gloves and a mask from the janitor’s closet to salvage the piss-soaked sheets.

“It’s real, my love! Believe it!” You grinned as you peppered his cheeks with kisses.

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author’s note: y/n back on ha bs who else groaned. honestly this kinda diverted from the movie but what can i say ☠️ if u reached this far ty again, and pls reblog 🙈🩷 also apologies for any spelling mistakes & grammatical mistakes djskdn

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I’m saving up to buy me and my friends some games 🫠

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There ain't fuckall proof on that startitties blog, be so fr, the entire blog is based on speculation and assumption. Grow a brain.

Ok miss Stella, whatever you needa say to start a fourth blog without taking accountability. If I take off anon will you still be yapping or will you get scared cuz you’re exposing to everyone how stupid you are 🤔

I’m still reblogging whatever I want

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So weird for a minor to be obsessed with an adult and run an exposé blog. Freak behavior.

LMAO YOU DID NOT PULL THE “YOURE A MINOR” CARD PLEASEEEEEEE

So imma break it down into points for you cuz you’re that fucking dumb

Sharing the full information of the bad things people have done is not “obsession”, it’s having a brain and common sense that you can’t just give half the info and need to give it all

If you read this post you’d know Stella isn’t an adult but a 16 year old, aka, younger than me and a minor

When have I ran an expose blog? This is my personal blog where I post what I write and reblog some stuff. I don’t run startitties, if you read this post you’d know the person who runs it was a mutual of Stella who faced harrassment due to Stella herself. I didn’t know nor give a shit about Stella.

Y’know what true freak behavior? Going to someone’s blog and saying they’re obsessed with some weirdo because they don’t let shit like harrassment, lying of their age, and plagiarism slide. All of this on anon cuz y’know you’re wrong and that what you’re saying is purely moronic.

But keep sending asks, you’re stupidity and dick riding are very entertaining weirdo. And I’m still reblogging whatever the fuck I want.

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Why are you so obsessed with Stella?

Why is me reblogging what she did wrong and making sure people know she’s a bad person and be aware of what she’s done considered obsession? Why is not ignoring someone did something wrong bad? Why don’t you stop hiding behind anon and say shit with your chest?

Also this is my blog so I can reblog whatever the fuck I want

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Stella (old owner of startitties) Lying About Her Age

Hello, I'm still investigating Stellas history on Tumblr and found more things that connect to her and don't add up.

I said in previous post that I believe she was user valb3rry and luvboku, it appears those two connect to a blog called keijism.

This user claimed to be a minor, 16. On keijism they mentioned their kpop writing blog yrhome. This blog lists their age as a minor too. They're also from the UK, same as Stella once again. They also overlapped in the same fandoms, haikyuu genshin jjk. They both discuss school, even same subjects like chemistry.

Look at the date of the post talking about "lover boy". September 5 this year. Stella posted about seeing someone she liked at the same time before she deleted. The blogs were also semi-abandoned due to their connection with plagiarism at the same time the blogs reinaphoria, awkatsukis, and tofutobios were created in 2022.

Stella allowed anyone 16 or older to interact with her here on miguelism/startitties even though she writing smut. I think she was lying about being a adult on this blog, because other smut blogs do not interact with minors. Stella claimed to attend college, college works differently in UK than in somewhere like US. At 16 someone can go to two years of "college" after high school but not be in a real university in the UK. In the US people go to university at 18 an older. So, she could say she went to college without it "technically" being lying.

The type styles of those blogs are different than the cutesy one she used here I think that was to throw anyone off so she could keep the blogs separate. Stella actually being a minor explains her childish reaction to confrontation by people, like when she falsely accused User A of stealing or when she behaved passive aggressive with those from boba server. It too explains why she only joined servers that did not id check, only checking the age they claim on their blog for proof as a adult even though she called those same servers "gross" and "toxic" for not id checking.

I think she took advantage of cultural differences between what college means, posing as an adult from 2022 to now so she could write smut/befriend adult smut writers. That is gross violation of real adult smut writers boundaries on Tumblr, many of them are very very strict about no minors in their space.

The blog yrhome is still active

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Stellas Bullying

This is another post of more things I've discovered about Stella since digging into her past and activity on here. Most people probably remember her as being very against bullying, harassment, and drama starting but after investing more I can across a user with a very different thought on Stella. They have asked for their privacy to be protected, because the harassment they got from Stella was so bad they're still afraid of her even though she left, so I will call them User A in this post but they gave me all screenshots when I reached out in messages to talk to them.

This began not even a week after the boba discord drama Stella was involved in.

On September 8th User A woke up to Stella replying to their pinned post accusing them of stealing from her pretending to be a different person.

They replied telling her they'd had that layout since November of 2022 and Stella never responded, so they decided to make a post showing their pinned and Stellas proving that theirs was older and saying that if anything they could accuse Stella of stealing from them since hers was dated May of 2023.

Stella never responded, just blocked them immediately and User A though that would end it since they didn't want to make an bigger deal out of it. Later that day they were getting tons of anonymous messages accusing them of bullying Stella, saying they should be embarrassed for reply to her accusations, calling them a bitch, a cunt, and making fun of User A's bipolar disorder and that their parents had died. They did not screenshot those messages because they were triggering for them, I understand that.

The mean messages did not stop, even when User A tried to ignore them and delete them. They felt it was Stella sending the asks because Tumblrs blocking doesn't let two people to block each other, so User A couldn't interact with Stella but she could go to their blog by clicking on their username from her blocked list.

Every day User A would get mean messages so they installed something called statcounter on their blog, it shows you the IP addresses locations of people who visit your blog. A UK IP address was visiting their blog 40 plus times a day

Private information been blacked out, but we know Stella is from the UK I believe User A based on this alone.

After a week of getting messages and being stalked by Stella she started spam reporting them to try getting them deleted. User A had to contact staff and they confirmed to User A they would taking the harassment from Stella seriously and gave them back their blog.

When User A posted to celebrate getting their blog back Stella immediately stopped being as active on in mid September. That's not coincidence, she was probably afraid of getting deleted by staff for violating Tumblrs rules against bullying. She sent a message to User A asking them if they were proud of bullying her into hiatus over a theme even though Stella was the one who started and kept harassing them.

User A received gross messages until Stella deleted her blogs on October 16th. Two months of harassment an internet stalking. They said they've been upset and afraid all this time because they tried to handle the situation like a adult, tried ignoring her hoping she would go away because they did not want to encourage Stella by answering and did not want to let her think the bullying worked. User A never spoke about what was happening to them, they kept it secret because they didn't want to involve others they wanted to move on but Stella wouldn't let them.

It is clear Stella lied to everyone about being anti bullying when she was harassing and internet stalking someone for months when only thing they did was responded with proof against an accusation, anybody would if they were accused of something. I do believe this person because of the IP address evidence and because from what I remember Stella never posted about this situation so I don't believe anyone else knew so nobody but Stella could be responsible.

I don't think User A is Stellas only victim, she was comfortable harassing them so it makes me think she did this before. It's more betrayal of what she pretended to be on here. Stella was not a nice person against drama, this proves Stella liked drama and liked being cruel to others. Making fun of someone's dead parents is mean to do. It's mean to mock their mental health. It's mean to make someone scared of you when they did nothing to you.

I got suspicious of her since the boba drama because she always seemed to be in the middle of drama but said all the time she hated drama. If someone hates drama they wouldn't be in the middle of it at all the time that doesn't make sense. I found this person by finding their original post, they took it down by now because I told them Stella deleted and they say they just want to completely move on now.

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[ghoulishfrk]

Bro why is female readers get so mad if you hate on them? Like everyone don’t have a pussy so not everyone gonna write/read about a female reader

Ok, first of all, maybe cuz you hating??? No one gonna be happy when you hate them, it’s like a normal reaction to get mad 😭 There’s a difference with preference and straight up being a dick

Second, tf does this gotta do with me??? I’m not a woman, all my readers are genderless unless stated as such and I’ve done amab versions of my smuts so tf I gotta do with shit

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[ghoulishfrk]

Stellas plagiarism

Hello, this is a long story to tell but it is an important one to tell. I was a mootie with her until the boba pop server discourse when I broke mutual with her. I'm sorry if theres mistakes english isn't my first language.

I went in her blog archives and found some interesting information. A year ago she received a few messages asking if she was valb3rry and that's where this begins.

We know Stella had the blogs reinaphoria, awkatsukis, and tofutobios plus to this one, startitties. I believe Stella also owned valb3rry and another blog luvboku, both who plagiarized someone else in June and September of 2021, passing a stolen diluc fic off as their own. They never apologized never addressed it just deleted to avoid it. In the few things about that blog that still exist on here there are many similarities between Stella and valb3rry: being from UK, being in college, same kpop interests, those two blogs were active in the same fandoms: genshin haikyu jjk, the use of cutesy talk and kaomojis, and those blogs had the same group of mutuals as she had on this blog.

Once is a coincidence, two is a pattern theres just too much that connects them. I believe she didn't tell anyone about her previous blogs or that she got caught stealing to escape consequence for that while coming back on here and friending old mutuals, pretending to be a completely different person.

After learning about this I decided to run some of her works through one of those checkers a real one that costs money because I wanted accurate results. They did not come back as all original work. Most they contained stolen paragraphs in between paragraphs she wrote, just names and locations changed which is also how valb3rry/luvboku plagiarized.

It's a betrayal because she was someone who always called out others for stealing or using AI.

This also comes to the anons she got before she deleted. I confronted her on the 15th with this stuff. Later that day she gets a whole bunch gross asks and deletes on the 16th never addressed what I asked her about. I asked as anonymous just wanting to see what she would say but she never posted that ask.

I think she panicked because she was caught and sent herself mean messages as a excuse for leaving so she'd never have to talk about this. She probably thought I'd drop it if she left but I'm not, because other people deserve to know.

I know it was weird to take this username to post this but I wanted this to be in a place that she couldn't hide and where it wouldn't get buried. If she comes back on Tumblr and is honest about being the old owner of this blog, people will find this if they search the username.

It hurt because we were friends and I never would've supported if I known this from the beginning. It was gross to see her send herself the messages pretending to be a bully then answer them. I don't think there ever was a bully, only her talking to herself and fooling people to feeling sorry for her.

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[ghoulishfrk]

Okay so I'm angry, feel free to ignore or whatever.

warnings: swearing, terrible grammar, possible spelling mistakes.

white fanfic creators will worship the white / white passing characters and get so fuckin mad when people " mis-characterize " those characters. when in reality others are usually exploring the character as a whole. maybe they're kind in a fic or the 'precious cinnamon roll' gets genuinely mad for a good reason. but that doesn't fit their view of said character and they feel so comfortable yelling at whoever wrote the fic and shitting all over them???

then they want to strip a black character of their blackness and pretend like racism doesn't exist in their little worlds and they make black readers feel so... false? like we don't even actually exist. like they won't even go through the bare minimum of finding new ways to express embarrassment it's ALWAYS blushing. or feeling your face turn red. and someones always playing with y/ns hair??

but god forbid a black writer create a black reader that other people can fuckin enjoy? or express that a BLACK character might feel uncomfortable dating a white person?? or the (black) character and their white significant other will experience the world differently?

and it hurts cause fanfic writers will spend hours up to weeks researching a time period or a fantasy race (elf, dragon, witch, etc) for accuracy but they won't consider it for a black character or reader? thats so sad.

especially when they take offence at black writers only wanting other people of color to interact with their posts. Like you kick us out of the chatacters xreader tag. but the xblack!reader tag is for everyone?

and then the smut. it's always borderline racist. like the character frowned or got angry once and now they're characterized as a toxic, rude, violent person? like if you want rough smut there are so many not-black characters who are word for word what you want. but you instead force those ideas onto the black characters with no evidence!

like they aren't porn-bots for your little kinks. they mean something to those black readers and writers who finally got some representation and now we've gotta scroll through pages of uncomfortable smut to find one fic where the character is sweet... but y/n is white as hell.

like i hardly write because im afraid of white fanfic writers taking my stories as a personal offence. especially with Hobie. since there's always someone in his tag with their "hot take" or actively yelling at a black writer bc we express these feelings.

like just shut up. please. or do some fucking research.

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[ghoulishfrk]

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[ghoulishfrk]

USERNAME CHANGE!

PUNKOLOGIST—> CINDOL

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