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chocolate1721 · 4 years

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Hello chocolatiers here is a new idea, and this is one of my altime favorites so far.

Ok so, Marinette and Jason are siblings who got separated. Jason is adopted by Bruce and Marinette is adopted by Tom and Sabine. Jason becomes Robin and dies. Marinette is informed of his death but isn’t able/allowed to attend the funeral. She never meets Bruce. Marinette is bullied by Chloe and then Lila and the class. She becomes ladybug and chat is useless.

Even though things in class are tough. Marinette makes a fabulous class trip. She has them set to go to New York (with tours of Stark Industries, and New York Times along with Broadway production tickets), then they are to go to Starling City (where they get to tour Queen industry, and their parks), next they go to Central City (they have some basic tours of some museums and stuff), finally they will end in Gotham (tour Wayne Enterprise and the gardens).

Marinette had a good time in New York, Lila lies all day every day, but she ignored it. They had a fligh to Starling City and Marinette had to use the restroom or something before they left, but when she got back to the gate the plane was gone, and so was her class. She had no clothes (those were on the plane) and she didn’t have a lot of money. She was having a hard time breathing when all of a sudden Tony f*cking Stark struts his way over to her and helps her breath again (couldn’t decide if she has a panic or anxiety attack).

Tony and Peter were coming back from Wakanda. Peter knoticed Marinette and points her out to Tony, making some joke of if she is a lost Stark or something. Tony looks at Marinette and immediately knows she is having an attack, he knows how that feels, so he immediately goes over to her and helps her through it. He finds out that Marinette got left behind by her class and this pisses Tony off. He then tells her he can/will help her out. All three of them then head to the Avenger’s Tower.

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She meets the Avengers, and she is totally normal. No stuttering, spasming, tripping, or anything but treating them like they are normal. This intrigues the Avengers. They invite her to watch some of them train while Tony looks into getting her back to her class. While she watches them train she ends up handing Steve his shield (like it was a piece of paper), and Thor his hammer (like it was nothing), this shocks everyone.

Steve: Hey Thor, does this mean this kid is now the new ruler of Asgard?

Thor: . . . . . I must introduce her to the Allfather. Come child of earth.

Tony: *runs into the room, body slamming the door on his way in* DONT GO WITH HIM!!!!!!! IM ADOPTING HER!

Pepper: *appears from nowhere* no you’re not

Peter and Marinette become close friends. The hulk also meets Marinette. The team is worried, but Hulk just kinda picks her up and says “Baby” and tries to burp her. . . . . . . . Tony gets plenty of pictures of this. Marinette is a grumpy sunshine child, and she threatens Tony and Peter if they post any of those pictures.

Tony tells Marinette that he has a friend in town that lives in Starling City and he has agreed to take her with him when he returns home. Marinette will be getting picked up in a few hours, so Tony, Peter, Steve, Thor, and Pepper take Marinette out to get some clothes. This ends in chaos, mayhem, emotional trauma, and the Avengers learn how truly terrifying teenager girls are. Pepper is now wanting to adopt Marinette.

Later that evening Oliver Queen and Roy Harper show up at Avenger tower to pick Marinette up. Roy thinks she will be like all the other girls he knows, shallow and a gold digger or a super hero. He isn’t prepared for the absolute angel that is Marinette. He is love struck, and he becomes the gentleman that Oliver has tried to teach him to be. The only thing Oliver is thinking is “did Bruce get another one?”

Marinette and Roy hit it off very well (roynette is endgame people) they talk for hours. They exchange numbers. Oliver finds out that no, she isn’t adopted by Bruce <not yet anyway>. But she was born in Gotham, she had an older brother who died when she was younger. Oliver found out she is MDC and immediately wanted to commission a suit. She agreed and they were talking suit styles and colors until they arrived in front of her hotel in Starling City. They told her not to hesitate if she needed anything.

Her class didn’t even knotice she was missing. She got her room key and went to sleep. The next morning she was the first one up and downstairs. The breakfast pasteries were gross so she went to the kitchen and taught the staff how to make a good crossaint. She was putting a fresh batch out in the buffet area when her classmates arrived. Lila pauses when she saw her. How had Marinette gotten here? She made sure to destroy her plane ticket. Anyway Lila lies the entire trip as well. She convinces Max to hack into Marinette’s phone and change her alarms. On the day they head to Central City, Marinette’s alarm goes off 30 minutes after the bus leaves.

Marinette sighs and calls Roy. Roy is pissed that her teacher left her behind AGAIN. So he calls up Barry Alan (I watch the Flash tv show so those are the characters I will be using). Roy tells him about how the teacher is incompetent and left a student behind. Roy arrives to pick Marinette up, only to see two guys hitting on her. Roy stops that sh*t real quick. Then they head to Central City. They swing by Star Labs and Marinette meets Barry and his friends. They fall in love with Marinette. She is sweet and kind and adorable. Barry sees her as an innocent sister who must be protected. They take her to her class. He convinced the chief to let the class come visit the precinct. Lila is taking credit for everything, while Marinette gives out pasteries that she made at Star Labs. The officers love Marinette, especially Joe. He sees his daughter in Marinette. Some of the officers offered to teach the class some self defense, in case they were in trouble, and they refused to say how scared they were when Marinette took them down. It was way too easy for her to take them down. The tall kid with frosted tips didn’t do half as well as she did. Roy and Barry only seen that level of skill on hero’s or black belts. Lila started gushing about how she trained with some famous martial artist but had to stop due to her arthritis. The class got held hostage by Captain Cold. Marinette distracts him long enough for the hostages to escape, and the police and hero’s to arrive. She talked about everything from how he could make more money by hiring himself out as a ice machine to people in third world countries to his lack of fashion. By the time the hero’s arrived she was redesigning his entire wardrobe. He was just confused. The officers that arrived on the scene recognized Marinette and were horrified that her class left her in the hands of a criminal. Marinette just brushed it off as no big deal, she was used to it. This had them in near tears. The Flash helped her get back to the hotel. Barry was freaking pissed, so he took a couple pictures with Marinette, took her to get ice cream, and then took her back to her hotel; all before the class arrived.

When the class did arrive at the hotel they started accusing Marinette of working with Cold, but then they saw the Flash. Alya immediately started interviewing him. Only for him to snatch her phone out of her hand and delete the video. She wasnt happy about that, but Barry didn’t care. He stalked over to Bustier and started tearing her apart for abandoning a student. He then went to the police chief and let him know what happened.

Joe finds out what happened and knows that the class’s next stop is Gotham. He calls an old friend, Gordon, and tells him what’s going on and to keep an eye out for Marinette. Gordon agreed but doesn’t think that any teacher can be that stupid.

He is proven wrong when he goes to greet the class only to find that Bustier left Marinette behind. Gordon is dumbfounded, then furious when she said that Marinette can handle herself. Gordon then calls for a manhunt for this child. 15 minutes later he gets a call from Bruce that he has Marinette in his custody. He has permission from her parents to take care of her while she is in Gotham. Gordon starts compiling evidence of criminal neglect to send to the French Board of Education.

Roy was woken up to a call from Marinette. She got left behind again. He calls his friend Jason and tells him about what’s going on and if it’s ok if he stays with him until Marinette goes back to France. Jason,doesn’t know this is his sister, says yes. Roy and Marinette become an official couple on the way to Gotham. Bruce is trying to get everything ready for a non hero to come to their house, even if only for a few hours.

What no one expected was, when Alfred led them into the house. For Marinette and Jason to lock eyes, and for Mari to body check Jason. They also didn’t expect for Marinette and Jason to start crying, or for them to be siblings. Marinette slapped Jason a few times for making her think he died.

Roy pales when he realizes that Jason is her brother. Jason is furious at Roy for dating his sister. Marinette tried to keep her brother from killing her boyfriend, which is a struggle. She tells Bruce what happened with her class and he excused himself to go call her parents and inform them of what has happened. They give him permission to take care of their daughter while she is in Gotham. He also sets up future visits for Marinette to come to Gotham.

While Bruce is away, Damian arrives, sees a new dark haired minor, and immediately concludes his father has adopted another. He then proceeds to attack her, but Marinette takes a sword from a nearby knight and parries him. She barley keeps him at bay, when he realizes that she has some very basic knowledge of swordsmanship. He stops attacking her and starts teaching her. Thus an impenetrable sibling bond has formed. She cookes with Alfred. Dick teaches her how to trapieze. She gives Tim her illegal coffee recipe. Her and Jason talk for hours.

She also finds the Batcave. Only because she went to the library and tried getting a book, that happened to be the hidden enterance. She chews Bruce out for not dealing with the Joker in time to save her brother. She was just letting out her frustrations and everyone knew it. She met Louis and Clark, who she pulled to the side and told him to find a better disguise because it is obvious he is superman. She pats his shoulder and walks away. Louis slips Bruce $10.

Bruce invites the class to the Wayne Gala and provides clothes for them to wear. Marinette refuses the offer and makes her own dress. She also makes gifts for the Batfam.

Marinette is finally able to see Lila’s lies fall apart, at the Gala, and she refuses to forgive the class. What they did is not something that she can get over that easily. All of the abuse, the lack of loyalty, the manipulation, and demand for her time, energy, and supplies to give them what they want. She. Is. Done. She burned those bridges.

When the class is heading back to Paris their notifications go off. They are getting tagged in pictures of Marinette with the Avengers, Oliver Queen and Roy Harper, of the Central City Police force, with the Flash, with the Wayne’s, and Louis and Clark. They were shocked. How could Marinette get the opportunity to meet all of these people when she was with them the entire time. That’s when they realized, she wasn’t with them. The only time they remember seeing her is when they were on tours or she suddenly appeared in the places they were heading to. She was never with them when they left.

#maribat prompt #big bro jasonette #roynette #roynette is endgame #mlb x dc au #mlb x avengers au #mlb x avengers #class salt #lila salt #alya salt #adrien salt #bustier salt #caline bustier salt #the police have marinette’s back #she is the only one who is capable to take over the world

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myblueeyedbuggers · 3 years

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My Boys

Chapter 2

Chapter 1 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14

Pairings: Reader x Steve Rogers (Platonic) Reader x Bucky Barnes

Word Count: 1918

Warnings: Language, A tiny bit of Angst

Summary: After being abandoned by her parents in Brooklyn in 1929, y/n makes a living for herself by working for the Црни лабуд gang until she meets two boys in a back alley and her life slowing begins to change.

So, Hi again, I know I said that the next chapter would be shorter but I kinda got carried away with the story, hopefully you guys don’t mind XD As mentioned before All requests and imagines are open, any constructive criticism is welcome. Enjoy Everyone! (I just noticed I linked the wrong page for Chapter 1, not a very good tech student am I? XD)

A few days later-

The right side of my face felt like it was on fire, a constant ache reminding me of what happens when I fail my task, boss handed my ass to me in more ways then one. The damn beatings from the boys made me too weak to stop the bastard named Greg from running off and calling the police, the dick decided to hand himself in instead of spending time with yours truly, which in all honesty is understandable, any sane person would turn and leg it away from a small lass looking like she went 5 rounds with a bear.

Perhaps walking around in the middle of the day isn’t the best idea when your face looks like the rear end of a smashed-up truck, people were stopping and staring at me, it was really doing miracles for my self-esteem (Notice my sarcasm there). I’d already managed to screw up this “mission” anyway, staying undetected with a face like this is nearly impossible, my decision of winging it this morning coming back to bite me in the ass within the first 5 minutes out the house. Safe to I was royally buggered, both literally and figuratively.

My mind was buzzing with different techniques and plans I needed to get the next target, maybe I could break into his house and dig up some dirt on this guy, from what I’ve been told that should be easy considering the dirt bag’s cheating on his wife with the maid from the apartment be- whatever train of thought I had was completed obliterated, somehow my ass hand ended up on the floor. Again. Irritation flooded my veins, whoever did better be ready to dig themselves an early grave, looking up my eyes made contact with the one person who I wished to never see again. Bucky f**king Barnes. “Why is it every time I see you, you’ve somehow managed to piss me off? Is that how you greet everyone or am I just that Special?”, I was met with silence. Not unnerving at all, glancing at him I noticed he was staring at my face with wide eyes, immediately I pulled myself from the floor and ran like hell in the opposite direction.

This is not an ideal situation, to anyone else it’d look like I was running for the bus, when I was actually running for my life, “y/n! stop!” like that’s gonna bloody happen ya moron there’s a flipping reason I’m running, cause I ain’t doing it for fun!I already know I’m gonna regret doing this, my feet changed direction and guided my body down a small but familiar ginnel, two lefts and a right later I was approaching a wall, adrenaline was rushing through my body as I launched myself at the wall. Surprisingly I didn’t faceplant and managed to get a hold of the top of the wall, the lower half of my body erupted in sharp pains, but I needed to ignore them, quickly pulling myself up and leaping off to the other side. As soon as my feet touched the floor I was off, I didn’t really wanna know if Bucky saw what I did or where I went, I might not like the guy, but he doesn’t need to get tangled up in with a hopeless case like me.

Once I was certain that I’d lost him, I crouched down behind some bins and attempted, key word attempted, to catch my breath. I’ll admit that was way too close, anyway why does he care? I was and still am being a complete dick to him, does he not get the hit that I’m not his number one fan? Eh, when’ve I cared? it’s just me against this bullshit world and I’m pretty sure that ain’t gonna change anytime soon. Now fully recovered, I emerged from my hidey hole and… walked right into Bucky. “What the Hell?! Are you some form of f**cking ninja or something, did you not get that don’t wanna talk or do I need to give you a formal letter?!”, he just stared at me with raised eyebrows and let me finish my rant, cocky bugger.

“You done running now? Wanna try telling me who the hell did this?”, okay who the hell crapped him is cereal? “Nobody, I simply fell of a bike earlier on this week avoiding the village idiot”, giving me, an incredulous look Bucky sighed and covered his face in exasperation. Seeing an opportunity to get away, I slowly started edging away and to be fair, I nearly got past him before he grabbed my arm, “do you really expect me to believe that y/n?”.

The glare I sent him could have made Satan himself piss his pants, but Bucky didn’t even flinch much to my frustration, “Believe it, don’t believe it all in all I couldn’t give a shit, now let go of my arm before I rip it off “I’m pretty sure I just growled at him. And of course, the dick does the opposite and tightens his grip on my arm, wait is he dragging me?! The hell! do I look like dog on a leash? “Fine then don’t tell me, but you’re coming to my house to get cleaned up” his tone was final and left no room for arguments, but it’s me, when have I ever backed down from a challenge? “Nope, nah, not happening I can take care of myself thank you very much, now I’ll ask you one last time. Let. Go. Of. My. Arm.”

My voice held so much spite, I hardly recognised it as my own, “No” and with that he picked me up, ignoring my protests, and started carry me to his home

.-40 minutes later

How the hell Bucky managed to carry me for this long, I have no idea, for a lad of 14 he’s impressively strong and that’s the annoying thing, I’ve been trying to get off him for the past 40 minutes and even my hardest punches and kicks just seemed to tickle him. At one point he even started laughing at my threats, which added to my burning rage, the urge to smack this cocky son of a gun was hard to contain at this point. I’ve no idea what neighbourhood were in, it resembled a perfect suburban hub, the ideal place to settle down and raise a family, I wonder what it’s be like to be apart of a fully functioning family coming home to people who loved you…it must be nice.

Unknown to Bucky, a single tear slid down my face, my heart longing for a family to call my own, but that’d never happen, hell according to my parents I wasn’t even supposed to exist, by the time my mother realised she was pregnant it was too late to get an abortion. I was a curse that ruined their lives and their relationship, I’ve got the scars to prove how much of a waste of space I am, “You okay back there? You’ve been quite for more than two minutes” Bucky’s voice cut through my thoughts, for a minute I’d forgotten where I was. Okay that’s enough of feeling sorry for yourself y/n, pull yourself together you’ve managed this long without anyone, “Hello? Are you asleep of somethin?” I swear down this guy is more annoying then my conscious sometimes, “Nope I was thinking of all the different ways I can kick ya ass later buddy boy”, his body vibrated with laughter as Bucky let out a load laugh at my reply.

Do you see what I’m dealing with here ?!, “Good to know you’re back to the you’re ever cheerful self doll”, what in the name of ever loving fudge?! “Since when did I become your doll Barnes? last time I checked slingin’ a girl over your shoulder and carrying her off isn’t the way to get a girl!” all the bugger does is laugh, laugh I tell you! this boy is gonna be the death of me. “You sure about that doll face? cause it worked for me”.

I could practically see the stupid smirk on his face, also can someone explain to me why I’m blushing? For once I had nothing say, my sarcasm failed me…damn it. A low chuckle brought my attention back to the annoyance with legs, more commonly known as Barnes, “We’re almost home Doll, Mama should be able to clean you up in no time” oh no, no, no I don’t do well with parents, or any adult now that I think about it, they always have this look of pity in their eyes when they see me. It’s like they’ve just found a homeless kitten on the street and feel the need to adopt it and take care of it until they get bored, it’s infuriating and embarrassing, “Oi! Barnes, I ain’t telling you again I can look after myself, your mama doesn’t need to trouble herself with me I’m perfectly capable of cleaning myself up!” he let out another frustrated sigh, he must be going for a record it’s the 20th one, before ignoring me completely and walking up the drive.

“Yeah you keep saying you okay by yourself but look at the state of you y/n! you’ve got a busted-up nose and lip, a black eye and a cut on you’re eyebrow! How the hell is that taking care of yourself?!” for once he did have a point, but hell’s gonna have to freeze over before I admitted that, “Not that you’d know this Barnes, but this is what happens every day, I have to make my own livin’ I ain’t got anyone to rely on and it’s been that way for years, it’s how I like it! now put me the hell down before I kick ya ass to China!”.

The sound of an opening door stopped Bucky’s reply, “JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING LUGGIN’ THIS POOR GIRL AROUND LIKE A SACK OF POTATOS?! PUT HER DOWN NOW!” holy mother of all things holy I do NOT want to be on the receiving end of this lady’s anger! I think my ass is attracted to the floor, one minute I’m being held captive by an annoying pillock and the next I’m on the floor nursing a bruised behind, “Jesus Christ talking about letting a girl down quickly!” hands grabbed my upper arms and pulled me to my feet, Bucky’s apologies faded into the background when a shocked gasp silenced the conversation. Slowly I raised my head, Bucky’s mother had tears falling down her cheeks, her brown eyes were filled with the two emotions I hated the most, pity and sadness.

Not being able to keep eye contact any longer, my gaze shifted to the porch floor, her shadow slowly started to move towards me, she was being cautious as if she were approaching a wild animal and I hated it. I hate seeing people treat me like a basketcase, I can’t stand it “I’m very sorry for disturbing you ma’am, I’ll leave” I quickly turn around and start to walk away, about 3 steps in a gentle hand grabs my shoulder and stops me. “Sweetie, you don’t have to apologise for anything, come inside I’ll get you cleaned up, Bucky, honey Steve’s inside with your father and sister” and with that Bucky’s mother guides me inside with a comforting hand and a gentle smile.

Soooo..yeah this happens, I’m not gonna lie I felt really bad writing the sad bit about the reader, I may have teared up a tiny bit, anyway YAY chapter 2 is outta the way!. Hope you all liked it :)Rose xx

#bucky barnes x reader #captain america x reader #reader #mcu #reader insert #steve #bucky #bucky barnes #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #fanfic #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers #winter soldier x reader #winter soldier #captain america

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smokeybrand · 3 years

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The Cape and The Cowl

A friend of mine posted a meme questioning who would win a fight between Doctor Doom and Batman. My gut reaction is to say it’s real bad for Bruce but, as i thought about it more and more, i kind of feel like its not so cut-and-dry. There is a lot of nuance that needs to be considered between the two characters rather than just a “smash the action figured together” scenario. Of course, there is the surface stuff like how would they interact generally? What would the catalyst be in order to incite said conflict? Why would Doom even see Bruce as a threat? If you think about it objectively, an all things are even, to Vic, Batman is just a crazy person losing his are on crime in a raggedy ass city. Victor von Doom is a the reagent of an entire country with a GDP that rivals some superpowers in the MCU. Like, the USA has diplomatic relations with a blip in Eastern Europe, because Doom has the military power to wreck he US in open aggression. Latveria will lose in a prolonged conflict, that’s just a question of resources, but that little country would absolutely inflict upon the US in a slow bleed. Imagine the War on Terror but with competent leadership and actual, discipline, military strategy. Why the f*ck would Doom care what the f*ck is going on out in Jersey? More than that. the similarities between the two characters is staggering.

We all know the origin of Batman. We’ve seen that sh*t how many times now? It’s like getting a new Spider-Man joint and having to watch Uncle Ben die all over again. It’s trite at this point but so essential to the character, we need a refresher every time Bats shows up onscreen. That trauma informs everything he is, as it would if you watched your parents gunned down in cold blood as a child, and then laid with their still warm corpses for however long until the police came. What a lot of people don’t know is the origin of Doctor Doom. Being a villain, Doom rarely gets his motivations explored outside of some megalomaniac Dr. No type f*ckery. However, Victor von Doom is a person. He started out life as a happy kid and learned to be Doctor Doom, just like Bruce learned to be Batman. Doom is actually a refugee. True, Doom was born an aristocrat, but Latveria was overthrown when he was still young so he was never able to be raised in that level of opulence. His mom was also murdered before he was ten years old. Just like Bruce, Doom experienced a horrific truth that would color his world perspective for the rest of his life. Doom would eventually find his way to the US as he was brilliant. Like, unheard of intelligent and it would be his exposure to the US lifestyle, after years of conflict and struggle, which would make him realize how easy life could be if someone just did what was necessary. And then Reed happened.

Reed Richards was, is, a fulcrum in Vic’s life. They have a relationship similar to Batman an Superman but the opposite. Whereas Batman values Clark’s perspective because it helps him keep perspective, Vic finds Reed to be absurd. He sees Reed for who e is and doesn’t understand why no one else can. Reed Richards is a reckless, excitable, short-sighted, glory-hog. He is. If you read the character with any semblance of realism, you’d see that. Ho many times has Sue comments on how she and the rest of his family, take a backseat to science? How many times has Reed, himself, sacrificed a relationship or to, in service to the solution of an equation? Doom saw all of that in college. Reed represents the structural issues of the world and it frustrates Vic to no end. In some continuities, the genesis of Vic going full Doom rest on an accident Reed commits because of that shortsightedness. It goes a long way to checking Reeds ego and he does become a better person for it, but it was at the cost of scarring Vic for life, both physically and mentally. Yet another example of the system, ruining Doom’s life.

Bruce, after his trauma, has kept a strong support system. First and foremost, since day one, he had Alfred. Doom had no one. Bruce then built a family, adopting all of the children and surrounding himself with love. Doom’s one true love died and was dragged down to hell. We know this because he punches out Mephisto whenever he can. Also, his mom is down there, too. Bruce eventually met Diana and Kal, becoming fast friends and life long confidants. Outside of Catwoman, I think Diana makes for the perfect romantic partner of Bruce and that is shown in several continuities. Reed just reinforced Doom’s disgust with the machinations of the world, eventually further degrading Doom’s tenuous hold of his ability to trust in others, by psychically maiming him. The negative impact Reed had on Doom’s life is f*cking profound, man. I’m not saying Doom should have taken it as far as he did, but it’s hard to argue against trying to kill a dude who had ruined years of your work, destroyed you reputation, and physically maimed you forever. That doesn’t seem wholly outrageous to me. I think it’s called justifiable homicide? The only reason Doom stopped trying to murder Reed is because Valeria was born. Valeria became the first person Doom felt real affection for, since the death of his wife. I think Morgan le Fay could be another, but that might have just been a time-space booty call. Valeria Richards and her relationship with he Uncle Doom, is what gave Vic the strength to be better. Bruce had that love his entire life, even immediately after his darkest day. Doom went decades without it.

Up until Valeria was born, all Doom had was his time spent as a destitute street rat, struggling to survive, to inform him about life and the world at large. That brazen cruelty for sure emotionally crippled him in a lot of ways, I'm not even going to start to defend his arrogance or superiority complex, but trauma does that. That's why i think Bats would eventually come around. They've both seen the absolute worst of the world and, in a lot of ways, go about righting those wrongs in the same way. If you pay attention, and the writer is worth their salt, you'd see that Latveria is an autocratic socialist paradise. Latverians are among the most literate, healthy, and happy people in the 616. Jobs are plentiful and crime is almost non-existent. Mans even cured cancer, which he made available to the world, if those people choose to make the trip to Latveria for treatment. The world of 616, at large, likes to paint Vic as this evil despot but, if you interview a laymen of Latveria, they’ll sing his praises. Most people forget that, before Doom returned for his birthright, Latveria was a whole ass occupied state. Think the relationship between Israel and Palestine. Latveria was basically falling into doorknobs for Symkaria and pretending that they weren’t in an abusive relationship. Doom showed up and changed all that. It was a bloody f*cking conflict, for sure, and i am certain Vic committed war crimes, but the end result was a free Latveria with a strong international presence. Doom is a hero to those people but a villain to other nations because of how he rose to power and, more importantly, how independent he made hi country from the world system. Doom did what was necessary to free his people, a march too far for Bruce and that’s why Gotham is the way that it is.

People who don’t know the character like to paint Vic as ego-maniacal villain, and that was valid when comics were just "hero smash bad guy", but we've grown beyond that. Every pop culture interpretation of Doom, outside of the comics, has him as this stoic, arrogant, asshole, dictator bu that’s just not an accurate portrayal of how Doom is in a modern capacity. Vic is definitely an autocrat but he’s no dictator. He can be cruel at times to specific individuals but he is generally benevolent to his people. He doesn’t portray himself as a strongman but he does let it be known he’ll nuke anyone or anything if it means furthering his overall goals which, currently, is the safety and security of Latveria. His country isn’t a police state and his people are free to do as they please but their is a line, just like everywhere else in the world. Doom just has a shorter one and enforces that with extreme prejudice. I’m not going to sit here and say everything is great in Latveria, it’s definitely not, but it ain’t so hot in 616 America either. How many Civil Wars have they had? What about that whole tidbit with Hydra Cap? There is nuance and gray nowadays, areas that both Bats and Doom comfortably call home. Batman is, objectively, not a pure hero. He is, at best, a chivalric anti-hero and similarly, Doom is more of an anti-villain than the mustache twirling, boogeyman, mastermind pop media portrays him to be. Batman and Doom are basically the same person, with the same motivations, only Doom is willing to go much, much, further than Bruce; A difference in method you an attribute to their respective upbringings.

If Doom had the same support system as Bruce, he’d create miracles. We’ve seen glimpses of that throughout the years. Dooms last run culminated with him essentially obliterating an entire universe where he had the support necessary to build a proper utopia. Our Doom couldn’t fathom the choices made by this variant Doom because of how broken he is. If Bruce was alone in his formative years like Victor, he’d commit atrocities. We’ve seen glimpses of that over they years, too. There are various narratives that explore just such a tragic turn of events, explored in the Death Metal series of books. Dawnbreaker immediately comes to mind. Bruce and victor are the same side of the same coins. It's literally a crap shoot as to which side of the alignment chart either leans. And as if to inform my point further, we just recently had Joker War. That book went a long way to exposing the absolute necessity of raw force, in order to properly “save”Gotham. Joker was able to completely dismantle that entire city by attacking the machinery put in lace to make it run. He effectively proved that The Batman was part of the problem and would never be the solution because Bruce doesn’t go far enough. He puts out fires but never address the sparks which start those blazes. He doesn’t go far enough. He never will. His code won’t allow him to. But Doom can. Doom did. Honestly, if you really want to keep it real, what is Bruce's endgame? What does a healthy Gotham City look like? It looks a lot like f*cking Latveria.

So to answer this question outright, i don’t think they even fight. The way this hypothetical was set up had three rounds: the first being a standard donnybrook, the second being prep time, and the last being god mode. To be perfectly honest with you, it wouldn't make it past the first round. If i had to say, with pedestrian or normie level understanding of he characters, Doom sweeps all categories. For Round one, Doom’s armor trumps all of Batman’s gadgets. For Round Two, Doom has more resources at his fingertips for prep. For Round The God Emperor Doom exists. He created several realities and killed a few Beyonders. Batman sat in a chair which gave him access to all the wisdom in the multiverse, and realized there were three Jokers. Doom all the way. My informed opinion as someone who adores both these character more than most would have me think there wouldn’t even be a conflict to begin with. I think they’d investigate the inciting catalyst, meet in person with intent to attack if necessary, size each other up until one of them made the proposal to just talk, they'd converse, and the fight would end with both of them walking away from each other with begrudging respect. Doom would admire Bruce's will and Bruce would understand the necessity of Doom's position in the world because, if you can make it make sense, Bruce will usually agree. Batman, for all of his shortcomings, is not naive to the world. He’s seen the same darkness as Doom. Doom, for all of his pompous arrogance, understands the struggle to maintain faith in those around you, even if that noble aspiration is misplaced. Bruce is one bad day away from Doom and Doom is a decades worth of days from being Bruce. They mirror each other and i think they’d see that, taking each other as cautionary tales before becoming collaborators. I don’t see them ever really becoming friends but i don't think they’d ever be true enemies.

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Radical Common Sense: Introduction.

Though we all may be very different, we likely have one thing in common: In one way or another 2020 has changed each and every one of us. As if these last four years hadn't already filled our brains to the brim with political jibber-jabber from the mainstream media. I think we can all agree that the news has been persistently focused on politics (more specifically allegations against President Donald Trump) and that it has been a constant noise buzzing all around us, effecting each and every one of our lives. When we turn on the radio, when we scroll through our social media feeds, when we're on the bus, or eating peacefully at a restaurant and the person behind us is talking a little too loudly. As if all of this weren't enough to endure, the pool of politics became much, much deeper for us to swim in when we were locked up in our homes for months on end. I lost my job on March 15, 2020 when we were forced to close. I was fortunate enough to be able to continue to live comfortably with my boyfriend, but the time on my hands felt endless for the next 6 months. Like many I first went mad and began organizing every closet, cabinet, and sock drawer. I held so much pint up and nervous energy in my body that I felt like I was in a constant state of sticking a fork into an electrical socket and could burst into a series of sparks, burning to a crisp at any moment. I began dowsing myself in CBD products to try and keep my cool. I started painting, reading a ton and took an online Interior Design course???

Once I had finally grown somewhat accustom to my new and strange life of gardening, day drinking, reading on the balcony and pretending that I was a retired old woman, that's when the riots started happening. The shutdown alone had caused even more friction to rise between both ends of the political spectrum. Conservatives voiced their objection to government overreach while Leftists called people jogging outside without a mask "grandma killers". There was certainly ignorance shown on both ends of the spectrum, but the point I'm making here is that the tension was growing with each and every day that we all were forced to stay home, leaving our means of having any income in the hands of Daddy Government. I did my best to limit my social media intake, but even 5 minutes scrolling would reveal a whirlwind of very strong and accusatory opinions of the shutdown, Black Lives Matter, racism, systemic racism, systematic racism, another cancelled syrup bottle or comedian who wasn't politically correct in a stand up act back in 1994, white privilege, voter fraud, total Covid-19 hysteria and a whole lot of shaming those who didn't follow suit with the mainstream narrative. There were people fueling these fires and if you dared to question their motives you were on the chopping block, also embarrassingly known as Cancel Culture.

We all know what it is, but I am afraid to think of how many of us have actually experienced it. I certainly did when I shared a video of a BLM event happening in Chicago. This video was particularly alarming because the crowd of "peaceful" protestors were so extremely organized in their attack. I felt overwhelmed with fear watching as they took their giant "Black Lives Matter" sign made of pvc pipe, that stretched across what looked like 6 lanes of highway, hid behind it, changed into all black clothing and then proceeded to use it as a shield as they grew closer to their target. Once they were close enough, the pvc pipe was pulled apart to reveal that it had been constructed from pieces of pipe that they had sharpened to a nice and lethal point. They then began to throw these sharpened pieces of pvc pipe, along with frozen water bottles, frozen cans, rocks and explosive devises at police officers who appeared to be standing back, allowing the protest to happen without interference prior to this attack. So much so that most of them were even unarmed, not expecting violence to prevail on either side. (Feel free to watch the video to see for yourself.)

This certainly wasn't the first video I'd seen where "peaceful" protestors were being destructive or even gruesomely violent, but it was the first that made this movement look like a well organized militia, inspired by an organization which I believe has a Marxists, or communist agenda. When I shared my fears about this, calling the movement "violent" I received quite a lot of hate from the friends I'd somehow collected on Facebook over the last 10 years. They urged people not to support my creative endeavors. People took screenshots of the post and shared it on their other social accounts (completely out of context as the video was of course removed) in attempts to reach an even bigger audience. I received direct messages from total strangers who called me racists, among other things. I had already been “cancelled” by some close friends prior to this for going to the beach on the day it re-opened in Daytona and posting about it with a caption that suggested it was safe to be outside. This idea seemed to really devastate some people and they made sure to let me know it as they called me the following names: Laughably f*cking stupid, Karen, Privileged, Nazi, uninformed, insensitive, stupid b*tchh, flat-earther, ignorant f*cking b*tch, racist, a “Trumper” and the ever popular white privileged b*tch. These are just some of the insults that I can remember off the top of my head.

My message here is not meant to invoke pity, or rage, or anything in between, but it is necessary for me to give you some back story as to what led me to my obsession to understand something very few people care about today, the Truth. I knew that the ideas I was hearing, coming from the mouths of the majority were wrong, but I wanted to understand why and I wanted to be prepared to defend myself, since it had been made abundantly clear to me that, that was going to be necessary. So, I delved even DEEPER into politics, government, American history and the criminal justice system. I am happy to say that this thirst for knowledge led me back into school, where I'm finally finishing up my associates degree (and getting straight A's). But I digress. Time went on and I calmed my little hummingbird heart over the dramatic smearing of my name (which had previously been widely accepted due to my Leftist blabbering of things I didn't really understand) and I continued to quietly read and research. I dared to peer my head back into the land of Social Mania and posted yet again on Facebook. This time I felt I had something to say that was rather mild on the offensive scale... that proved to be incorrect. A friend of mine had shared a video with me of a fallen soldier whom he'd fought beside in Iraq. They had grown close and the video showed as they draped his casket with the American flag. The message he sent attached to the video said "this is why I'll always stand for the flag." I found his message really touching and shared the video along with what he had said (of course not mentioning his name out of respect). Later that day I received a message from a previous co-worker that was quite belligerent and sloppy, but somewhere in his (I'm assuming drunken) rage he asked the question: "Have you been radicalized or something?"

We are living in a world where the narrative has completely shifted. It is no longer radical to preach about the wonders of what Communism "could" be. It is no longer radical to loot, riot, burn down churches, kill police officers and even innocent child bystanders so long as it is under the guise of social justice. It is not radical to want to uproot your countries entire political system in order to replace it with a "better", socialist/communist one that has proven to not only fail but ruin/end the lives of millions. It is now radical to suggest that we should honor our flag, those who fought for our freedom and to simply lift ourselves up to stand for the American flag.

It is now racist to celebrate the 4th of July, insensitive to celebrate Thanksgiving, homophobic to practice Christianity and don't even think about subjectively acknowledging the accomplishments of Christopher Columbus. In fact, don't dare to celebrate the intellect of any of our founding fathers. It is now radical to be proud to be an American. It is radical to support a free-market economy. It is radical to defend straight white men against any and all accusations as they are the "obvious" oppressors of all. People will gasp if you question the effects of Drag Queen Story Hour and you're likely just "uneducated" if you don't understand why the nuclear family is outdated.

In summary, do not practice critical thinking and especially not Common Sense. Just repeat after the mainstream media and you might be spared from exposing your truly "radical" ideas about traditional American values and your love of oppressive straight white men.

I will continue to write about these topics as well as covering current events from the perspective of someone who is dedicated to understanding the Truth, how we can connect what we’re seeing today to human History & to earn a better understanding of human behavior. I do not intend to use this as a platform to rant vigorously about my own personal feelings. Rather to defend what I believe to be Common Sense values.

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Criminal Minds FanFic- The Interview

You step into the elevator and press the button that says 9. You take a step back as the doors start to close and you take a deep breath to prepare yourself for the jolt when the elevator starts to move. The box slowly starts moving to the 9 floor of the FBI Behavioral Analysis Unit Headquarters.L, 2, 3 The screen shows as the elevator slowly goes up. Today is the interview you have been waiting for ever since the presentation that was held at your college about the bau. You shift awkwardly and adjust your bag, 5,6,7. Ever since then you wanted to become a profiler and today you are finally gonna get a shot at making you dream come true. Although it's not the exact job you wanted, it's the closest you will get. Deep in thought you are alarmed by the ding of the doors before they slowly open to reveal the BAU floor.

You quickly step out before the doors get called to the next floor. You sigh in awe of the sight of the place that you could possibly work at. As the doors close behind you, you start to walk up to the big glass doors that separate the elevators and hallways from the hussle of the offices and cubicles. You pull open one of the glass doors with the bau logo on it and you are hit with the beautiful sound of work. A printer is printing something in the distance. A phone is ringing. People are typing on their computers. An agent is laughing while talking to another agent. And the strong smell of sweat and coffee. You knew you just had to work here.

You were so immersed by the smell, sounds, and sights that you don't see the guy, whose head is stuck in a book, quickly walking to the doors. And you take a step forward, you clash right into him.

“Er um sorry,” he mumbles.

You didn't pick up what he said out of surprise from the impact “Huh? Oh I'm so sorry. I should have watched where I was going. Are you ok?”

“Yah I'm fine. The projectile of our collison was slow enough that it's isn't possible for either one of us to have any physical harm, just embarrassment.” He says. You make eye contact with him and you glance at his id which says, Ried, Spencer which a picture of him slouched and his hair moved to the side. He looked nothing like his picture. His hair was parted down the middle with volume and he was wearing glasses. No to mention the fact of how innocent he looked in the picture compared to the man who you were standing in front of.

“Wow. Way to throw me under the bus.”

“No No No i didn't mean it like that i'm just saying that i am physically fine and you should be too but bumping into someone leads to embarrassment. I know that I am not embarrassed because this has happened to me many times before but from your body langued, I can tell that you are embarrassed or uncomfortable. Can also tell that you are new here”

“How did you”

As he starts to go he touches your lover back to move around you and whispers in your ear, “i can see it in your eyes” And walks away. You inhale and smell aftershave and something sweet but you can't quite put your finger on what it is. “Oh and by the way newbie, Hochners room is 2011”

In shock by your encounter, you recollect yourself and take a deep breath in and out and walk to the room number that was that the mysterious man said- room 2011. You walk up the stairs while being on high alert to not bump into anyone else. Once you reach the room, the door reads, Aaron Hotchner. You knock three times and wait for the sound of approval. Aaron you thought.

“Come in”. A muffled voice says.

You slowly open the door and walk in, closing the door behind you. “Hi Im y/f/n and i am here for the interview to be your new communications coordinator.”

“Ah yes. Please take a seat. Did you bring your resume?” He asks while he pushes the send button on his computer and turns to face you. He was wearing a blue shirt and a green tie. On the shirt there was one spot that wasnt all the way unwrinkle. No wife you thought if he leaves the house like this. Single.

“Yes sir, I did.” you fumble through your purse and pull out the file which you slide over to the agent. “I just finished academy training for the FBI and I am a graduate of Yale with a major in cognitive science and phycology and sociology and I minored in forecnics and was at the top of my class.”

He cuts you off “Okok no need to show off. I can tell you are very ambitious and that you are a hard worker. That is something that the BAU wants. Our last coordinator was ambitious just like you. She sadly had to be transferred so our digital analysis has been taking over but i feel as though we need an experienced communications coordinator, but i don't see anything about communications on your resume. Tell me more about that.”

“Well I originally was hoping to be a profiler but there were no spots so when i heard that you needed a communications coordinator for a little. I knew i had to try it out because maybe after you can see my skills, you would make an exception to add me to your team.”

“y/l/n, we are looking for someone with experience in talking to the press and police, not a young just out of the academy woman who is successful in school. No disrespect to your desire but if you don't have the experience for this job then you are wasting my time.”

“Wait, I do have experience, i took classes in public speaking and you know by my quick learning and adaptability, that i will do just fine in this job...”

He cuts you off and says “But fine isn't enough at the BAU. Thank you for your time Ms y/l/n.”

“Can you just try?” you fight back the pilling tears and stand up “You said yourself that you had a digital whatever who has been taking over for her and she is a F*CKING TECH LADY. I feel like I can do a lot better than that. I am experienced in so many other things that it would be a big opportunity to pass up.” then the tears release and you start to cry.

Hotchner is speechless and has no clue what to do now. He awkwardly passes over a box of tissues and clears his throat. You reluctantly grab a tissue and wipe the stream of tears away and grab another one to blow your nose. You take a second to catch your breath before making eye contact with Hotchner as he straightens his tie in discomfort. “Not an emotional one, are you?” you smirkingly say sarcastically.

“Most people say i have an aloof, grim or distant personality.” He says.

“Oh sh*t Im so sorry.”

“Watch your profanity, Ms y/l/n”

“Sorry. Um but anyways, I apologize for crying, I am just a very passionate person who strives to reach their goals and i didnt want this opportunity to pass. I am 100% sure I have ruined it all for yelling at my potential boss and then sobbing. What a great first impression. Way to go y/n”

“Well beside that fact that you were yelling, you did make some valid points. I was being a little bit biased and unfair for letting our digital analysis take the spot for a while and not giving you a chance. I too am very passionate about my dreams and one of my dreams is to have a working team and I too don't want to have my opportunities slip. How about we make a deal because I like your work and your passion. Tomorrow we have a briefing for a new case, you can sit in and watch but try to keep it low-key. After you give me a profile on the unsub and how you will address the press and police on what things to look out for. If all goes well, I would like it if you come along with us. You and our digital analyst will work together to notify the press and police and so on. Does that sound good?” Hotchner says.

“That would be better than anything. Thank you for giving me a second chance and giving me this wonderful opportunity. I promise I won't disappoint you.” you say.

“I hope not. In the meantime i think it would be helpful for you to meet our tech analyst, Penelope Garcia.” Says Hotchner as he stands up from his chair and you follow him out the door of his office.

Thank you so much for reading. You can probably tell that this is my first time but hopefully it wasn't that obvious! I will work on part 2 if you want but this is also the beginning of something new so I think this sort of needs a part 2 and the story is a long way from finished. We haven't even meet our favorite techie, Penelope Garcia! Good Night.

#criminal minds #Spencer ried #fanfic #ssa hotchner #aaron hotch hotchner #cm #matthew gray gubler #hehe #akward

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the-garbanzo-annex-jr · 4 years

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Year after year I have reported about studies full of data on anti-Semitic attacks that have now earned the cleansed term "incidents", but I never thought I would become a statistic in one of these reports.

Last week, as I was making my way home from a movie theatre, two young men and a young woman boarded the bus I was on and sat down near me.The woman – a white woman I might add – looked at me and smiled. "Are you Arab?" she asked. "No," I replied. "I am Israeli."At that point, her smile disappeared. She began an impassioned speech against Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu, but I promptly cut her off, saying, "I don’t want to talk about politics."A few minutes later she attempted to restart the conversation. "I don't want to talk about politics or my country," I said to her in a polite but firm tone.Then it began. "You are a stinking Jew, f**cking stinking Jew," she shouted at me on the packed bus. "All the f**cking Jews stink."When the bus pulled up at the next stop, her two friends dragged her off as they were apologizing to me.

This all happened in Hackney, a trendy neighborhood in London, but it happens every day and everywhere.I hardly left my home for two days after that night. I had a heavy heart. I have since done some research and traced the woman's identity. She is a graduate of a private school in Switzerland. The kind of school rich people send their children to. She comes from a well to do background. Not some uneducated or brainwashed home. She had just decided to hate.We live in an era of social networks when hiding behind the keyboard and spewing hate is possible. Public discourse has become violent and harsh – and the need to be in the right comes at the expense of the need to find common ground.

Britain is no different in that respect and in the last couple of weeks, as elections near, the discourse on social media as well as in living rooms across the country has become ugly and violent and includes a surge of anti-Semitism and racism.I will head down to the police station this week and lodge a complaint about the hate crime committed by the woman.

#hackney #london #switzerland #anti-semitism #great britain #israel #yaniv halily

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The Time Konohamaru, Moegi, Hanabi, and Udon (Kinda) Broke the Law-Headcanons

I was extremely bored so I decided to elaborate on the event in which Hanabi, Konohamaru, Moegi, and Udon ran away from the police which came from my Hyuga Clan with Instagram Headcanons

So I hope you enjoy these trash headcanons <3

Hanabi and the others just talk about doing something "fun"

Hanabi just randomly suggests they sneak into a construction site and just record it

They all sneak out when everyone's sleeping

The moment they get off the bus Hanabi starts recording with her camera

"What is up dipsh*ts this is Hanabi, your favorite piece of trash and I'm here with Konohamaru and your least favorite extras, Udon and Moegi and we're here to break the law"

They get to the construction site and almost all of them jump the gate

The only one that doesn't do it is Udon

Because of that Hanabi, Konohamaru, and Moegi just roasted him for five minutes until he jumped down

They just start running around like a bunch of dumba**es

Moegi : *picks up a random can on the ground*

Moegi : "YEET"

After a while, they stop being idiots for five minutes and have a philosophical chat

2 minutes later they just start reenacting vines

They have the attention span of a Chimpanzee so after that, they begin to have a roasting session with them all taking turns filming

They finish roasting each other within 20 minutes with Udon and Konohamaru being close to the edge

They all start to talk about what they should do next

Hanabi tries to suggest what they should do next but is interrupted when a construction worker yells at them what they're doing there

"Maybe we can ju-"

"WHAT ARE YOU KIDS DOING THERE!"

"F*cking hell, IT'S THE HEAT CHEESE IT"

After that, they all jump the fence with Hanabi throwing Udon over the fence because she knows if he does it himself he'll probably take nine years

After running away for three minutes they all stop in front of a convenience store

Hanabi realizes that she's still recording and brings the camera up and just starts recording herself

"Well that was close, we lost the heat for now"

Hanabi, Konohamaru, Udon, and Moegi look up and see a group and police officers and they all look at each other with their stupid smug grins

They run up to the officers and then they all f*cking dab and Hanabi says "F*ck the police" and then they all just run away

Then the police drop their drinks and chase them

They get away after five minutes and they all sneak back into the Hyuga Residence

Hanabi later uploads it to her youtube

Because of that incident the police officers that they dabbed on start to give them dirty looks every time they see them

Hanabi, Konohamaru, Moegi, and Udon became legends at their school

#naruto #naruto headcanons #hanabi hyuga #hanabi hyuuga #hyuga hanabi #hyuuga hanabi #moegi kazamatsuri #kazamatsuri moegi #udon ise #ise udon #konohamaru sarutobi #sarutobi konohamaru #hana writes #myposts #this is so bad #all i wrote was crack #i don't know why people like my headcanons

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35 Celebrities Convicted of Felonies

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It’s laborious to think about a glamorous actress or a beloved musician behind bars, however sadly, superstar standing and success weren’t sufficient to maintain these well-known felons out of the massive home. Many actors, fashions, musicians, rappers, athletes, and TV personalities have be convicted of felonies. Celebrities convicted of felonies should pay the value for his or her crimes, similar to another prison. Some celebrities grew up surrounded by unlawful wrong-doings, whereas others cite their felonies as a “one-time mistake.”

Who’s the most well-known superstar to get caught within the pokey? Chris Brown tops our checklist. In December 2009, Chris Brown was convicted of assault and battery of his then-girlfriend, Rihanna. Shockingly, Mark Wahlberg additionally dedicated a felony – when he was 16 years previous, he was convicted for the racially motivated assault and tried homicide of two Vietnamese males. He beat one in all them with a picket stick, and punched the opposite within the face, knocking each of them unconscious.

As for well-known feminine felons, Martha Stewart is well-known for her 2004 insider buying and selling scandal. She was convicted of felony conspiracy fees, in addition to mendacity to police and obstructing justice. Courtney Love has been charged with two separate felonies; one was a drug possession cost, and the opposite was for assaulting a girl with a bottle and a steel flashlight.

Are you stunned that so many celebrities are convicted felons? Tell us within the remark part beneath!

Invoice Cosby

On September 25, 2018, Choose Steven T. O’Neill sentenced Bill Cosby to a few to 10 years in state jail. Cosby was tried in Norristown, PA, for the 2004 drugging and assault of Andrea Constand in his Cheltenham house.

In 2017, Cosby was discovered responsible of three counts of aggravated indecent assault for the evening with Constand. It was the second trial for Cosby regarding these fees – the primary trial in June 2017 was a mistrial.

Cosby is the first celebrity of the Me Too movement to be sentenced to jail.

Suge Knight

In 2008, Suge Knight was arrested for aggravated assault and drug fees. Police discovered him beating his girlfriend, Melissa Issac, and threatening her with a knife. He was reportedly on cocaine and ecstasy on the tile of the assault.

In 2014, Knight was arrested together with Katt Williams for second diploma theft after they stole a digicam from a feminine photographer. He was arrested in 2015 on suspicion of running over two people with his car, after which fleeing the scene. The entire thing was caught on digicam, and Knight says that his actions have been in self protection.

In 2018, he pleaded responsible to homicide for operating over the 2 males in 2015. The courtroom sentenced him to 28 years in prison for voluntary manslaughter. Citing his poor well being, Knight advised the choose he anticipates dying in jail.

Chris Brown

In December 2009, Chris Brown assaulted his then-girlfriend, pop singer Rhianna, and was charged with felony assault and prison risk. He plead responsible at his trial, and was provided a plea deal that allowed him to forgo jail rather than 5 years of formal probation, neighborhood service, and home violence lessons.

Courtney Love

In 2003, Courtney Love was convicted of felony drug possession following a painkiller overdose that almost killed her. A yr later in 2004, she was charged with felony assault for attacking a girl with a bottle and a steel flashlight.

Stephen Fry

Stephen Fry has all the time been fairly open about his bipolar dysfunction, however in 1993 issues took a flip for the more severe – he stole a household good friend’s credit card, and went on a spending spree. He was sentenced to a few months in jail for theft.

Mark Wahlberg

Mark Wahlberg is an upstanding member of society now, however he positively had a tough time rising up. Hooked on cocaine at 13, and concerned in a civil go well with concerning hate crimes dedicated by Wahlberg at 15, it was no shock when he was charged with the��attempted murder and assault of two Vietnamese males at age 16.

He attacked Thahn Lam first, knocking him unconscious with a big picket stick whereas screaming, “Vietnam f*cking sh*t!” Later that day, he attacked Hoa “Johnny” Trihn by punching him within the face. He was sentenced to 2 years in jail, however solely served 45 days as a consequence of overcrowding.

In 2014, Wahlberg started making an attempt to get the assaults expunged from his document, claiming that he’s a distinct man now, and wish to be pardoned for his crimes.

Snoop Dogg

In 1990, Snoop Dogg was charged with felony drug possession. In April 2007, he was convicted of two felony counts of drug and gun possession by a convicted felon.

Lil Wayne

In 2007, Lil Wayne was charged with prison possession of medication and a fireplace arm, and was sentenced to 1 yr in Rikers Island. In 2008, he was charged with four additional felonies (possession of a narcotic drug on the market, possession of harmful medicine, misconduct involving weapons, and possession of drug paraphernalia) when his tour bus was stopped by Border Patrol in Arizona.

Police discovered cocaine, ecstasy, marijuana, and $22,000 of undeclared money aboard his tour bus.

Eminem

In June of 2000, Eminem was convicted for possession of a conceal weapon after he pulled an unloaded gun on Douglas Dail, who labored with the Insane Clown Posse. The subsequent day, Eminem assaulted the bouncer John Guerrera for kissing his spouse within the parking zone of the Scorching Rock Cafe. Eminem plead guilty to each fees.

50 Cent

50 Cent was charged with felony drug possession in 1994 after he tried to promote cocaine to an undercover police officer. Three weeks later, he was arrested once more when police searched his house and located heroin, crack, and a pistol. He was sentenced 3-9 years in jail for his crimes, however was allowed to serve out his sentence in a 6 month bootcamp.

In 2004, he was charged with three counts of assault and battery after leaping offstage to assault a concert-goer who threw a water bottle at him.

Mike Tyson

In 1991, Mike Tyson raped 18-year-old Desiree Washington, and was sentenced to 6 years in jail. He was launched after Three years in 1995.

Lil’ Kim

In 2005, Lil’ Kim was convicted of three counts of perjury and one depend of conspiracy after testifying in a taking pictures that was the results of a feud between her and Cunning Brown. She was sentenced to a yr in jail after she lied to guard her mates within the courtroom room.

Yasmine Bleeth

In 2001, Yasmine Bleeth and her husband have been arrested on felony drug charges when their automobile pulled off the freeway and wound up on a median on I-94. A search of their resort room and automobile produced a number of needles with cocaine residue in them, together with a number of vials of coke.

She was sentenced to 2 years of probation and 100 hours of neighborhood service.

Tim Allen

In 1978, Tim Allen was arrested for possession of of cocaine. He served 2 out of his 7 sentenced years in jail after giving up the names of different drug traffickers concerned.

Martha Stewart

In March 2004, Martha Stewart was convicted of felony charges of conspiracy, obstruction of an company continuing, and making false statements to federal investigators. She was accused of insider buying and selling after avoiding a lack of over $45ok by promoting her shares of ImClone shares.

She was sentenced to 1 yr in federal jail, and two years of supervised launch after she acquired out of jail in 2005.

Michael Vick

In 2007, Michael Vick and three others have been arrested on felony fees of operating an interstate dog fighting venue. He was accused of financing the operation, brazenly collaborating in canine fights and executions, and dealing with 1000’s of {dollars} of unlawful playing cash every battle.

Tom Sizemore

In 2003, Sizemore was convicted of assault and battery towards his then-girlfriend, Heidi Fleiss. He was sentenced to 7 months in jail for repeatedly failing – and making an attempt to pretend – his drug assessments. In 2007, whereas he was nonetheless on probation following his earlier arrest, Sizemore was discovered carrying methamphetamine exterior of a Sheridan resort.

In 2009, he was arrested once more for an excellent arrest warrant for drug fees. He turned his life round by showing on Celeb Rehab with Dr. Drew.

Christian Slater

In 1989, Christian Slater was arrested for drunk driving and assault, and was sentenced to 10 days in jail. In 1994, he was arrested for making an attempt to board an airplane with a hid weapon in his baggage. In 1997, Slater assaulted his then-girlfriend, Michelle Jonas whereas he was drunk and excessive.

He additionally assaulted a police officer that evening, which harshened his sentence to 100 days in rehab and three months of jail time.

Nick Nolte

In 1965, Nick Nolte was arrested for producing counterfeit documents. Though his sentence was suspended, he was not allowed to affix the army within the battle towards the Vietnam battle, which he felt responsible about for years.

Mick Jagger

In 1967, Mick Jagger and Keith Richards have been arrested for drug possession at a celebration at Richards’s home. They have been each sentenced to three years in jail, however the sentencing was ultimately dropped.

Robert Downey Jr.

Robert Downey Jr. was arrested several times on felony drug fees throughout the top of his drug dependancy between 1996 – 2001. In April 1996, he was arrested for possession of cocaine, heroin, and an unloaded .357 Magnum whereas rushing down Sundown Blvd. He later broke right into a neighbor’s home and fell asleep on in one of many beds.

He was sentenced to three years of probation, however sadly, he missed an appointment along with his probation officer and was sentenced to six months in LA County jail. He was arrested once more in 2001 after police discovered cocaine and Valium in his Palm Springs resort room, and was despatched to rehab and sentenced to three years of probation.

Tupac Shakur

In 1993, Tupac was charged with shooting an off-duty police officer who nearly ran over the rapper along with his automobile.

James Brown

At age 16, James Brown was convicted of theft and served Three years in juvenile jail. In 1988, he was arrested for possession of drugs and illegal weapons. He additionally served two years in jail after collaborating in a automobile chase that resulted within the police discovering medicine and weapons in his car. He assaulted the police officer that pulled him over.

James Brown was additionally arrested a number of occasions between 1987 till his dying in 2006 for home violence towards a number of of his wives and girlfriends.

Randy Quaid

In 2009 Randy and Evi Quaid have been charged with defrauding an innkeeper after failing to pay a resort invoice in Santa Barbara, however the fees have been dropped towards Randy as a consequence of lack of proof.

Randy Quaid and his spouse have been charged with felony residential burglary for dwelling in a visitor home unbeknownst to its proprietor. They claimed that that they had bought the property to Lance Armstrong, however have been nonetheless sustaining it for him, however information confirmed that it was bought to the present proprietor in 2007.

Pete Rose

Pete Rose was sentenced to five months in jail for felony tax evasion.

Rip Torn

In April 2007, Rip Torn was convicted of drunk driving after his automobile hit a tractor trailer. In 2009, he was convicted once more for driving house drunk from a bar with a Christmas Tree tied to the highest of his automobile. In 2010, he drunkenly broke in to the Litchfield Bancorp, which was in the identical constructing as his house.

He thought that he was coming into his own residence, and was discovered carrying a gun. Torn was charged with carrying a firearm without a permit, carrying a firearm while intoxicated, first-degree burglary, second-degree criminal trespassing and third-degree criminal mischief.The courtroom sentenced him to 2.5 years in jail and three years of probation.

Robert Mitchum

In 1949, Robert Mitchum was arrested for marijuana posession.

Danny Trejo

All through the 1960s, Danny Trejo was out and in of varied California jails, prisons, and juvenile detention facilities. His first arrest was at age 10 for assault and battery, and his convictions simply stored coming: drug fees, weapon fees, and assault.

Trejo cleaned up his act and acquired into present enterprise after hitting all-time low in 1998.

Chuck Berry

In 1959, Chuck Barry was arrested for statutory rape of a 14-year-old lady that he had transported throughout state traces to be a coat test lady in his nightclub. He served 1.5 years in jail for his crime, though he was initially sentenced to five years.

T.I.

T.I. was first arrested for promoting medicine at age 14. He would put on rubber bands round his wrists to point out how a lot cash he had constructed from his drug offers, which led to his nickname, “The Rubber Band Man.” In 2007, he was arrested for possession of two unregistered machine weapons and silencers, and possession of a firearm by a convicted felon.

In 2009, he was sentenced to a yr in jail for federal weapon fees. After being launched from jail, T.I. and his spouse, Tiny, have been arrested on drug fees.

Allen Iverson

When Allen Iverson was 15, he was concerned in a racially-charged brawl exterior of a bowling alley. A white man slurred a racial epithet at him, and Iverson and his mates attacked. Though nobody was significantly injured, Iverson was sentenced to 15 years in jail for assault.

He managed to minimize the costs to serve solely four months, however it might have utterly derailed his basketball profession if he had been sentenced to all these years in jail. The white males concerned weren’t even arrested.

Darryl Strawberry

In 1999, Darryl Strawberry was convicted of an attempt to solicit a prostitute, who was truly a police lady in disguise. He had cocaine on him on the time of his arrest, and was sentenced to 21 months probation. In 2000, he took painkillers to alleviate the signs of the most cancers that had unfold via his lymph nodes, and blacked out whereas driving. He rear-ended one other car and tried to flee the scene. A police officer noticed the entire thing, and he was sentenced to 2 years of home arrest and probation.

In 2001, he violated his probation by leaving his home to make use of medicine. He was sentenced to 40 days in jail. At his trial, he advised a choose that he had misplaced the desire to stay, and had stopped doing chemotherapy. The choose sentenced him to hold out the remainder of his sentence in a drug therapy facility. He was arrested a number of extra occasions for comparable felony drug fees till 2005.

David Carradine

David Carradine was arrested a number of occasions all through his life for disturbing the peace and marijuana possession, however was not cost with a felony till 1974. On the top of his reputation in Kung Fu, he did a bunch of peyote, stripped bare, and determined to take a stroll round his neighborhood in Laurel Canyon.

He broke right into a neighbor’s house, bled throughout their piano, and assaulted a younger lady he had deemed to be “a witch.” Police adopted the path of blood to his house the place he was arrested and charged with mischief and assault.

Taste Flav

Taste Flav started committing crimes at age 11, when he set his personal home on fireplace. He was out and in o fail for theft and housebreaking as a youth, however managed to straighten up his act when he graduated from culinary college. In 1991, he was convicted of assaulting his then-girlfriend, and spent 30 days in jail.

In 1993, he was cost with the tried homicide of his neighbor, and spent 90 days in jail. Later that yr, he confronted drug fees for marijuana, cocaine, and home violence. In 2012, he was jailed in Las Vegas on felony charges stemming from a spat with Trujillo, throughout which Taste Flav threatened to stab her teenage son, Gibson, with a knife.

O. J. Simpson

In 2007, O.J. Simpson, together with three different males, broke right into a Las Vegas resort and stole a bunch of previous sports activities memorabilia at gunpoint. He was charged with multiple felonies, together with: prison conspiracy, kidnapping, assault, theft, and the usage of a lethal weapon.

In October 2008, he was discovered responsible of all fees, and sentenced to 33 years in jail with the potential of parole in 2017. He’s serving time within the Lovelock Correctional Heart.

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Let Freedom Ring

My grandpa served in the Air Force back in the early fifties. He wanted to be a pilot but they said he had bad eyes. He didn't. He had the wrong skin tone. He settled to become a medic. My Grandpa's dream was to be a surgeon when he got out of the Air Force. There was a program that would put him on the fast track to developing those skills. He was denied again because that was a Whites Only program. When he returned to the states, after his allotted deployment, he became a Bus Driver. That was the only option available to him at that time. Far cry from being that surgeon he dreamed of becoming.

My Mom's uncles, my grand uncles, all served. The older ones saw time in WWII. I have two Japanese grand-aunts and a bunch of half Japanese and quarter Japanese cousins. One of them was my mom's other mamma. She was dope. She smoked reefer, tempura fried chitterlings, and cussed you out in the Nippon. My younger grand uncles served in Vietnam. Those cats saw horrors. A few of them got doused with Agent Orange. The US denied that sh*t for years while they dealt with the after effects and PTSD. The VA did what they could to help but it wasn't much. My uncle gave up their youth and innocence to serve in a war that wasn't necessary, only to be abandoned and treated like less than people when they got back because they were black.

My mom's kid brothers served as well. One was dismissed on a bullsh*t "Don't ask, Don't tell" situation so he was honorably discharged but didn't get any of the benefits. My uncle is dying of pancreatic cancer and the government is nowhere in sight because he chooses to love freely. The other served and was exceptional in his role. He became a sniper, one of the best in his class. They would send him on missions no one else could accomplish. He was discharged with honors. He died last year, from lung cancer that had metastasized throughout his body so badly, he couldn't walk. We found him, laying in a field, legs riddled with bone tumors, literally waiting to die. It wasn't until he was on that deathbed, that the VA decided to "pay him a visit" and even that was after WE called about his benefits.

My uncle had severe brain damage from a surprise attack a decade and change ago, and survived. His brain was swollen and hemorrhaging for a week. They had to cut out a piece of his skull to alleviate the pressure from all the blood in his head. He was in a medically induced come for weeks, but he lived. Not even an inquiry from the VA. A few years later, he was stabbed in the back several times defending a woman from an assault. He was left for dead and, if not for a passer-by, he would have bled out behind a f*cking Big Lots. They had to carve him open to suture the ruptured artery. I visited my uncle in the hospital and he couldn't talk. They had him doped out of his gourd because his chest was wide open, literally nothing but plastic between me and his beating heart. Not a peep from the government. A few years later, the cancer happened. No help there either. Oh, and my mom got one of those flags, though.

My older brother enlisted after 911. He got deployed to Iraq. He told me once he saw some action. I don't know how much, i never asked, but i imagine quite a bit. He came back early because he blew out his knee but he came back with a drinking problem. My bro always partook of the partaking but it was out of control after he came home. That tells me he saw some sh*t he probably shouldn't have. Or done some things he probably regrets, all in the name of "freedom." He's chill now but dude was mean when he first got back. It took a while for him to mellow. War will do that to you.

One of my little cousin's just enlisted. While I don't agree with that decision, she made it and I respect that. Her ma is stupid proud and she should be. Her baby is grown as sh*t. My little cousin is also pretty as sh*t so I'm mad worried. Sexual assaults are a staple of the military, especially against women of color, and they turn the blindest of eyes to that sh*t. I trust my little cousin to handle herself and her ma will if not, but the fact that I'm more apprehensive about the n*ggas in her barracks, than her seeing an actual gunfight speaks volumes about the entire f*cking Armed Forces.

I don't love the US. I'm not a patriot. Sh*t like this is why. Those are our experiences playing soldier, all because we are darker than others. Never mind the fact i can get gunned by a spooked white person when i go out to collect my Postmates. Never mind that a traffic stop can escalate into my Qualified Immunity Murder, even if I follow every direction given to me, because some pussy with a badge felt I was an imminent threat. Never mind that my fourteen-year-old son can get blown away on his way home from buying Skittles by an overzealous Neighborhood Watch Captain or that my eleven-year-old daughter can get body-slammed by a grown ass man in a uniform because she's "resisting" after taking one too many milks from the cafeteria at school. Even when I serve, do my duty, I'm still forgotten and left out in the cold. All of that 'Support Our Troops” only lasts until you get home and then you're on your own, I guess. That's what happened to my uncle. That's what is happening to my other uncle. No, i don't love the US because the US i live in, f*cking hates me.

When you wave your flags and pound your chest with pride, you're praising a country I don't know. I don't know what it's like not to be hated because of my skin tone. I don't know what it's like not to be seen as a threat at ten-years-old because I have a stockier build than other kids. I don't know what it's like to look back on my history, and not have it riddled with crimes against humanity. Henrietta Lacks. Rosewood. Tulsa. Black Wall Street. Slavery. The Tuskegee Experiments. Jim Crow. The Crack Epidemic. I don't know what it's like not to open a history book and see pictures of people who look like me, strung up from f*cking trees. What does it feel like to know you're innocent until proven guilty or that your charges won't get trumped up depending on how dark you are? What's it like to be able to hold an entire state government branch hostage, visible automatic weapons on your back, threatening officials openly, because you want your florist and Applebee's to open prematurely during a f*cking pandemic, and experience no form of reprimand? What's it like to live in a world where you don't have to open up the f*cking internet, and see another list of people who look like you, killed for sleeping or jogging or playing or selling loose cigarettes or waiting for a f*cking ride. What's it like to not have to witness, over and over again, people who look like you, dying in real time on the prime time goddamn news? What's it feel like not to have to watch your people get lynched for nine goddamn minutes and then listen to people talk about how your justified anger should be tempered in order to be taken seriously?

Our entire history is one of struggle. My mother is three years younger than the first black girl ever to integrate into a southern elementary school. They had to call in the national guard to walk this child into class. My mother lived through Jim Crow. She was eleven-years-old when King was assassinated. My grandpa, the one who served in the Air Force, was five years removed from it's integration. Five years before my Grandpa enlisted, there were no black people in the Air Force. None. And even when they were allowed to enlist, they weren't allowed to fly. They would make up aliments to keep black people out of the cockpits. My kid bother was just out here protesting the same sh*t my mom did when she was young, fifty years later. Five decades and we're still fighting the same fight. My grandpa fought that fight, too. That was twenty years before my mom stood up. Three generations of civil unrest. Three generations of fighting to be acknowledged as human. Seventy f*cking years, for just my family, and we're still trying to get equal. Not more, just equal. Why? Why do we have to suffer so much here? Why do we have to teach out kids not to trust the police or to be as non-threatening as possible around white people? Why do we have to do so much more, and get nothing in return? How is that fair? How is that just? Where's all of this liberty and freedom you motherf*ckers crow about? Even when we do right by this punk ass country, we still get f*cked. How can you expect me to love a place that so obviously, aggressively, hates me?

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frankplads · 5 years

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"Love'em or hate'em – the police are basically all that stands between relative safety and a f*cking riot in Tesco Metro, most days.

Without the fear of arrest, I would probably punch three or four people a day, on the bus in to work alone, often children. I'm not f*cking kidding!" - Jonathan Pie

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Bus driver filmed kicking boy who called him 'f**king stupid twat'

Footage of a bus driver kicking a teenage boy who called him a ‘f**king stupid tw*t’ has surfaced online.

In the shocking clip, the teen verbally abuses the driver and dares him to a fight.

The driver then kicks the boy and tries to grab him – but the laughing boy manages to make a run for it and the man falls to the ground.

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The video is believed to have filmed by one of the teen’s friends who then shared the footage across social media.

The incident took place on Hillfoot Avenue in Hunt’s Cross, Liverpool and the argument allegedly started after the bus driver confiscated the boy’s expired bus pass from him.

As the clip starts, the teenage boy is seen squaring up to the driver as they both stand outside the vehicle.

As his mates watch, the youngster taunts the man and dares him to a brawl.

The bus driver falls over as he tries to grab one of the teenagers (Picture: News Dog Media)

He provokes the bus driver, saying: ‘Go on! Go on! Go on what! Hit me then! Hit me then. Smash me then! Smash me head in! Go on smash me head in!’

The bus driver replies back to him: ‘Or what?’

But the teenage boy continues goading him and shouts ‘F*ck off!’ at him.

The boy continues abusing him and yells ‘Get back on your bus you f*cking stupid twat! Don’t ever say you’ll smash my head in.’

The boy squares up to the bus driver goading him to use violence (Picture: News Dog Media)

This abuse appears to be the last straw for the bus driver and the irate man fiercely kicks the teenage boy.

The teenagers all yell in shock and start to run away. As the boys flee, the bus driver tries to grab the teen but falls to the pavement as he attempts to catch him.

The teenagers laugh at the bus driver as he lays on the ground. The driver gets back on his feet and the youths continue to sneer at him as they film their getaway.

According to social media, the teenage boy had attempted to attack the bus driver on a previous occasion. However the incident in the video arose after the bus driver confiscated the boy’s expired bus pass.

The incident took place on Hillfoot Avenue in Hunt’s Cross, Liverpool (Picture: News Dog Media)

According to social media reports, the police are not investigating the matter.

Many social media users defended the bus driver and condemned the youths in the video. Nicola Deveney wrote ‘I am actually gutted for the driver. It must of taken a lot of abuse to get him off the bus [sic]’

Meanwhile @jammyjay88 said: ‘What on earth is wrong with the youths of today. Let’s hope nobody treats them this way when they finally get a life and job.’

Source: https://metro.co.uk/2018/11/12/bus-driver-filmed-kicking-boy-who-called-him-fking-stupid-twat-8131413/

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booksbroadwaybbc · 6 years

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What can I use as a self defense weapon against my step dad? via /r/selfimprovement

What can I use as a self defense weapon against my step dad?

Just something that will immobilize him for a few minutes so I can run out of the house and call 911.

I can't find the baseball bat, they'll notice if the kitchen knife is missing, or if the hammer is missing, and I don't have a gun.

I need some kind of long-range weapon really, because if he is able to touch me, I'm finished.

I'd strike him in the head if he gets really bad while his backed is turned (him facing my mom or sister) and run out to call 911 away from him.

Any self defense weapon ideas that should be accessible in the household that they may not suspect I took to hide in my room?

I feel like an abused battered woman, but oh wait, that's actually my mom (no physical violence has actually occurred yet, so the police will be useless as of now, probably).

This man is so awful, so deranged, that I honestly wouldn't feel bad if I killed him, but I don't want to go to prison, besides, prison would be a special nightmare for him, because he's an abusive control freak, the big men in there would treat him right!

I need to be able to immobilize him long enough to run out and call 911 though.

Some kind of pepper spray or something might be best, as I could keep that in my pocket.

I'm 22, my sister is 12, either way, without him paying for the house. (my mom makes peanuts at her job) I will likely end up homeless.

If I had somewhere else to live I might call CPS, although the best arrangement is already for my sister to live at my grandparents, and CPS likes to put children in abusive foster homes, cause this is America, where the less fortunate are treated like dirt.

Things he's done: He yelled at my mom "FUCK YOU!" And called my sister a bitch to my mom's face. He's punched walls, he gets so mad it's like he's having a mental breakdown, every time the dogs do something bad my mom has to say to him "DON'T HURT THEM!"

He said my sister will have a black eye in a few years, he constantly threatens to leave, and justifies this all with God and the Bible, and me, my mom, my sister, and my grandparents all agree he has no right to "punish" his STEP-daughter, because he's not her real dad. He also constantly tells my sister about him f*cking my mom, and joked about my sister sleeping with them.

He's threatened to put me in the hospital as well, and tried to track me and my sister on our phones (recently he took my sister's phone) and him and my mom already track each other, it's getting to the point where I'm seriously considering taking a bus/plane somewhere warm knowing I may spend some time homeless, even giving up my material possessions for extra cash since I know other homeless people/criminals will just steal them.

Sorry if this is out of place in this subreddit...

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smokeybrand · 4 years

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Let Freedom Ring

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