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[friendlyneighborhoodhottie]

watched that dahmer netflix thing. have some thoughts, mainly on the ethics of its existence.

i feel like most people have heard about how extremely fucking upset the victims families are. and they’re fully entitled to it. not only is the case relatively recent, occurring within a large selection of the show’s audience’s lifetime (he was sentenced in ‘92), but they didn’t even ask the victims’ families’ permission before…. they didn’t even give them forewarning that the show was being made/released.

ryan murphy has made his own statements that the show exists to ‘center the victims’ or whatever and said he tried to avoid using Dahmer’s pov etc etc tbh idrc. at the end of the day, not only is the show inaccurate, but it fully fails at deglamorizing the killer’s perspective. its dripping in AHSesque dramatization, and of course it is! it’s a drama. everyone knows this isn’t made for the victims. it’s made for the audience to enjoy as entertainment.

im a true crime enjoyer, i am. i’ve read about this case many times. i completely understand having macabre (special or otherwise) interests or hyperfixations or whatever true crime may be to you. but at the end of the day, there’s no reason to have this drama-thriller miniseries besides profit. why didnt they ask the victims families? because they would have said no. why didnt they make only a documentary? so they could make more money. why have it be a ryan murphy netflix special starring evan peters? MONEY. if they wanted to make something to exist as an education tool for the general public that focus on telling the victims’ stories, they would have made a book or long ass documentary. but the research and rights would cost way more… the audience would be smaller as you get less glamorous.. not to mention NOBODY INVOLVED WANTED IT TO EXIST they’d most likely not assist

the show might try to drag the viewer through the gory details, but that’s not a substitute for using what accuracy or victim representation exists as a storytelling device or marketing point. there are a billion existent ways to learn about jeffery dahmer’s crimes if that’s your only goal. the existence of this show is so selfish leave these people to be

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───𓇢𓆸───────────── Just A Nightmare (Ellie Williams x Reader -Hurt/Comfort-) ───𓇢𓆸─────────────

Ellie has a nightmare about you being taken away from her tlou2 character death spoiler, ptsd

268 Words

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It was almost the break of dawn, and you felt fortunate enough to have a legitimate bed to sleep on. You and Ellie have been traveling for months, and the seasons have changed from the bitter winter to the scorching summer.

The two of you were lucky to meet Dana who was kind enough to give you two a chance. She became a trusted friend, and you three have lived in her farmhouse ever since.

You were sleeping decently until you were awoken by a continuous "no, no, no".

You sat up, rubbing your eyes open, and looked at the source.

"Hey, hey, Ellie." you gently touch her shoulder.

She groaned and said, "Let go of her" still in a REM state.

"It's okay, you're just dreaming," you gently shake her. "Ellie."

The groaning stopped, and you were immediately met with Ellie's arms wrapping around you and holding you tightly.

"It's just...I get these nightmares sometimes...Where I lose you and it just-" She breathed heavily trying to get her words out.

You hold her tightly back.

"I already lost Joel, and I just don't want to lose anyone else. I can't lose you." Her voice trembled, obviously still shaken from that awful dream.

You kiss the top of her head and rub her hair. She's been through so much, you wished you could take all of that pain from her. All you want is to be a light for her.

You rub her back while she begins to calm down, relieved you are really alive and next to her. "You won't lose me." you say gently.

#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie x y/n #ellie x you #wlw x reader #ellie the last of us #sorry if this has already been done #tlou au #au where ellie met you before dana #i didn't forget spring just didn't mention it #hurt/comfort #short reads #fem reader #she deserved better

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───๋࣭ ✧˖°.───────────── I Forgive You (Danny Fenton x Valerie Gray -Fluff-) ───๋࣭ ✧˖°.─────────────

Danny decides to tell Valerie about his other half. I wished for a better ending for these two in the show!!

No warnings, just fluff.

522 Word Count

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One thing was clear as the couple walked hand in hand around Amity Park's Park. Danny Fenton and Valerie Gray wildly adored each other. Valerie leaned her head against Danny's shoulder, smiling as she told him about her day.

Through the past few weeks, Danny had come to a few realizations. He loved this girl, and he didn't want to keep up a facade anymore. If she loved him she'd accept him for who he was. And if she didn't, well she just wasn't the right person for him in the end. He wanted to continue from this point forward into a 100% honest relationship.

So he impulsively finally decided today, and right now, was the big moment to tell her he was Danny Phantom.

"Hey, uh, Val? I have something to tell you"

"What is it? Oh no, did something bad happen?" She stops leaning and turns to face him with an anxious expression. They had stopped walking and were now in front of a park bench.

"No, no, no, it's nothing bad but it may come as a bit of a surprise to you." Danny cautioned her.

"Okay..." she says worry starting to lace her voice.

"You may want to sit down for this". He cautioned for the second time.

"Danny, please, whatever it is, I won't judge you. I love you."

"I love you too. Okay. Here it goes..." He breathes in and exhales deeply.

"I'm...I'm Danny Phantom" he whispered the last bit.

"What?!"

The ghost boy mentally facepalmed at himself for deciding on such a public place to tell his girlfriend.

"Danny-"

"I totally understand if you don't want to be with me anymore-

"Danny."

"I did cause a lot of problems for you going ghost and I'm so sorr-" He continued to word vomit before Valerie stopped him again.

"Danny! Why didn't you tell me this before?"

"Because I didn't want you to hate me. Here I am with this beautiful girl who makes me happy, we click, and I fall in love but I did dumb things in the past that might screw up what we have now"

Valerie sat on the park bench in contemplation. It was silent for a moment until she said "Well, I do wish you told me sooner. You know how I feel about ghosts, after all."

He nods his head and shamefully looks off to the side.

"But you can't change who you are. I don't even want you to. I could never hate you. I love you Danny, and that's not going to change either." She gives him a reassuring smile.

She grabbed her hand and laced her fingers through it. Chuckling, she remarks "Sorry for all those times I tried to shoot you with my grenade launcher."

He laughs, "Hey, no harm, no foul, Val. Sorry for keeping this a secret for so long, you really deserved to know sooner." He replied the last bit in a disheartened tone.

She stood up and gave him a quick peck on his cheek, his face now a light shade of pink and his newly-formed smile soft.

"I forgive you."

#gray ghost #valerie gray #danny fenton #danny x valerie #danny phantom #gray ghost should've been endgame #they are endgame #red huntress #valerie x danny #danny phantom fanfiction #my heart

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-The Reality of Being a Maladaptive Daydreamer-

Your legs hurts from pacing/jumping

You neglect personal care such as eating to have more time to daydream

Hours of your life gone due to being in your head

Creative ideas, stories, and characters are often not written down

You make weird faces out loud

You say what you were saying in the daydream out loud

You reflect on the time you wasted daydreaming

Being caught pacing, you feel embarrassed.

You isolate yourself from others more.

You feel sad knowing the fictional world you created is just that

Music and other media are triggering

You feel a withdrawal after not daydreaming for some time.

You never fully feel grounded in reality

You feel it's out of your control

You get jumpy and anxious when you think there is someone coming by who might've heard or seen you pacing/jumping

You feel, when not dreaming, alone

#madd #actually madd #actually maladaptive #maladapting daydreaming disorder #maladaptive daydreaming #reality

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if ur humor is publicly making fun of people (Especially kids/youth) within earshot.... I will hit u with a mallet 😋

#fucking fact #100% #i hate assholes

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The worst thing about writing stories is when you post it but then reread it and want to fix everything about it. 😭😭😭

#revising #i've got to redo it #writing struggles #writing shitposts #my dave lizewski smut 😭 #just ughhh

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───♡────────♡──── ♡ Pretty (Jennifer Check x Insecure Reader -Fluff-)  ───♡────────♡────

You feel insecure about your looks and tell Jennifer.

Light swearing. 363 Words.

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Wednesday, you decided to spend the night at your girlfriend Jennifer's house. Some generic boy-band-pop music was playing in the background as you two conversed about whatever popped in your heads.

You were sitting on Jennifer's pink bed, watching as she twirled in the mirror. She curled her hair and was admiring her new look.

"I could be on the runway for Victoria's Secret, like one of those angel chicks" she said posing.

"Tell me something I don't know" you laugh, and she laughs with you.

The music continued to play filling the otherwise now silent air.

You stared at her, how her body had curves and seemingly in the right places, her nails pristinely manicured and polished. Her healthy hair flowing with a smile so vibrant. She was confident. She was perfect. She was pretty.

"God, I wish I was pretty like you."

She pauses her movements and turns to you before saying, "What? You are, like, crazy fucking pretty, (Y/n/n), what are you talking about?"

"Ugh, you're just saying that because you're my girlfriend" you say playfully tossing a pillow at her.

She caught the pillow before scoffing and tossing it back.

"(Y/n/n), you know I wouldn't say things to you if I didn't mean it, Babe. C'mere." She grabs you by the hand and leads you to the mirror standing beside but a little behind you.

"Your eyes are one of the first things I noticed when I first met you, how unique and pretty they were...especially when they were on me"

You playfully roll your eyes and start to smile.

''And your hairr," she plays with your hair before going on "you pull it off so well you look extra salty". She grins on 'well' and then looks at you directly.

"You know how many people would absolutely kill to have your body?"

You raise your eyebrows and say, "That weird band who got arrested for attempted murder comes to mind."

"Yeah, well, for you, I'd kill those wannabe Green Day rejects."

She hugs you from behind and puts her head on your shoulder before calling you her new nickname for you, "Pretty".

#jennifer check x reader #jennifer check #wlw x reader #jennifer's body #jennifers body #megan fox #wlw fluff #comfort character x reader #comfort #pretty #e x t r a s a l t y #fem reader #insecure reader

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───♡───────────── Let Me Help (Dave Lizewski x Reader -Hurt/Comfort-) ───♡─────────────

You're stressed out because of things at home, but Dave makes you feel better. Light language

364 Words.

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Senior year had been kicking everyone's asses. Between finals, majors, colleges, trades, and balancing your social life, you were overwhelmed. You were so grateful for your best friends Dave, Todd, and Marty for making this time so much easier.

You all decided to spend that Friday night at Dave's in his living room studying, goofing off, and just enjoying each other's company.

Hours passed, and it was getting really late, so Marty, followed by Todd, left to go home.

It was just you and Dave now.

"I should probably get going too" you said. You slightly smiled but had a hint of sadness on your face and Dave noticed.

"Are you okay? You can stay longer if you want" he proposed, "We can catch up on more issues of Batman or watch more YouTube.". He didn't want to seem annoying and pry, but he didn't want any best friend of his to leave feeling defeated about something.

"Yeah, I just have a lot of shit going on at home. I don't want to trauma dump or anything on you." You said waving your hands. You stood up from the couch getting ready to grab your bag.

"Hey, wait, come back. Come sit next to me." He gently says in a concerned tone. He scooted over to create more room for you.

"You wouldn't be trauma dumping, you're just venting. Talk to me, that's what friends are for." he says in that soft and raspy voice of his.

You sat next to him and he turned his body toward you. You press your lips together before opening up about what's got you so down, your home life, and how stressed you feel. He nodded his head, looking at you as you spoke.

"I'm sorry." you mumble as you wipe away tears that formed with your sleeve.

He moved closer to wrap his arm around your shoulders before saying, "No, you don't have to apologize for anything. You did nothing wrong. I won't judge you for anything. And anytime you need someone, I'll always be there for you".

You nodded as more tears fell down your face.

He hugged you.

"Give me a call or come over whenever. I'll always make time for you."

#dave lizewski x you #dave lizewski x reader #kickass x reader #dave lizewski fanfic #kick ass #i love this man #comfort character x reader #dave being a sweetheart #kickass 2 #he's so sweet #hurt/comfort #might edit later #gender neutral y/n #marvel x you #aaron taylor johnson

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─🕷────────────── Don't Lie To Me (Peter Parker x Reader -Angst-) ─🕷──────────────

You know Peter is cheating on you, and you want the truth.

I had no specific Peter Parker in mind when I wrote this, but enjoy. Language, cheating, angst, implied sex ahead.

770 Words

Peter had been increasingly coming home later than usual. You were sick of him hiding his phone all the time whenever it rang. You hated to be suspicious of him like this but you had a gut feeling something was wrong.

That gut feeling was confirmed when you saw the text light up his phone when you both were in bed one night. He was asleep and went to bed clutching his phone in his hand. It slipped out to lay flat on the mattress beside him. You didn't want to accidentally wake him, so you got out the bed and tiptoed around to his side. Hesitantly picking up the glowing device, you read the message:

New Message From Felicia

Hey Spider...When can I see you again? Last night was too fun ;)

You felt your heart sink.

You started to breathe rapidly, trying to focus on something else before you had a panic attack.

You brushed yourself off for a couple of days thinking maybe it was a coworker. Maybe it was taken out of context. Your Peter could never betray you like that.

But when his phone rang with her name once again, he tried to hide it, and you had enough.

"I got promoted today" He said glancing at you and then digging into his pasta.

You stayed silent as you shook your head and raised your eyebrows. You held the metal fork, gripping it hard, wanting nothing more than to stab him with it.

He continued cautiously, it didn't take his spidey sense to notice your grip on the fork: "I think it'll be good for the both of us, and in a couple months I can probably become assistant manager of the company. What do you think?"

He waited for your answer, and when he received none he frowned.

"Baby, you're being so quiet, what's-"

"Yeah, Peter, I'm sorry for being quiet, and all, while you want to celebrate, but you know what I think? I think fucking other people while you know how much I love you is fucking cruel. Who the fuck is Felicia?" You exhaled through your nostrils, eyebrows furrowed as you let your hidden rage out.

You could see his face go pale, confirming you discovered something he always meant to keep a secret.

"She's...she's just...she's just a-" he stuttered not helping his case whatsoever.

"Peter. Don't you lie to me." your voice stern.

"She an old friend, we've been catching up and there's nothing going on between us." You could tell he was lying.

"Then let me see your phone, Peter."

"What? No, (y/-)"

"Let me see your Goddamn phone!" you yelled. You hated to yell but you were at a breaking point. You tried to stay strong, tears attempting to form in your eyes.

He reluctantly put in his password, and handed it to you while sighing deeply. He pinched the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes.

"Wow."

That was really all you could say. Because the second you clicked on her contact the evidence spoke for itself. Dates they had planned, nudes sent, sexts exchanged. It was worse than you ever envisioned it would be.

You nodded your head accepting that this was reality as you prodded your tongue in your mouth before asking:

"What, so you were going to..just keep me around in case that didn't work out?" You folded your arms.

"It's not...it just kind of happened." he answered struggling to explain himself. What can he say? He was caught.

"But you still kept it going?" you threw your hand up and then back into your arm fold.

"I'm sorry." he says his voice starting to croak.

Your face was full of sadness, but you knew what you had to do. That trust was something that could never be replaced. And it's gone now.

"Sorry won't bring me back" you stated sadly.

You called a friend and asked if you could stay the night, telling them about the situation. You pulled your suitcase from the closet and stuffed as many of your clothes and items in there as possible.

You'd have to collect the rest of your stuff eventually. But tonight you just wanted to be away from Peter.

"Have fun with that" you said pointing to his phone as you left the house, pulling your suitcase behind you.

You got in your car and turned the key to the ignition to drive. Your tears finally flowed as you let yourself cry. You blinked rapidly and hot tears came rolling down, its warmth feeling oddly comforting in this cold time.

#dark peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #peter parker x y/n #peter parker angst #marvel angst #dark peter parker x reader #spiderman #spiderman angst #gender neutral reader

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Masked Adversary Masterlist

MAIN MASTERLIST

I think this will have like six or seven parts? Maybe more but we’ll see!

I’m currently working on part four or five, and I’ll release each chapter about a week apart.

A/N: Dave and reader are seniors! (for more than obvious reasons, you are both 18. including his friends and my OC.) everything that took place in the first movie takes place in his 12th year.

I'd also like to introduce my OC, Cleo! She is an African-American female with an incredibly thick NY accent and is the readers best friend since freshman year! (i based her personality off my younger down bad self)

Chapter I

Chapter II

Chapter III

Chapter IV (also finished xoxo)

Chapter V (soon)

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just seen fan art of dylan roof with the confederate flag background

you silly motherfuckers have no idea what you’re advocating!!! these people do not love you!! if you want to fuck school shooters and idolize and feel so so so bad for them, please god get some fucking assistance. they are portrayed as innocent and bullied sad little boys, but the reality is that these guys are racist, misogynistic, sexist, homophonic neonazi criminals that would’ve gladly gunned you down with the rest of their victims.

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literally all the horny teenagers who lust over mass shooters are probably going to be killed by their significant other one day because they couldn’t tell the difference between a toxic individual and their stupid fanfic fantasies

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I honestly pray these people don't have kids. And I'm not even religious. People, STOP SEXUALIZING BABIES.

This is really fuckin disgusting.

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#SAYHERNAME

This is why it’s important to SAY HER NAME OUTLOUD!!! Black women are dying and deserve justice too.

HER NAME IS BREONNA TAYLOR AND SHE WAS MURDERED!!! LETS GET INTO IT!!!

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THANK YOU!

I really want people to stop creating this unrealistic expectation around black women’s body types. Especially for black women who are slender without curves.

Not every black woman is supposed to mature and grow into the same body shape. Some of us are naturally slender, and are not built to be curvy.

Also, men/women, don’t ever fix your lips to tell your black slender woman that she needs to gain weight, or she needs to get more booty, or you wish her thighs were thicker or that she had more cleavage, because only THEN would she be more attractive.

Stop comparing her to these Instagram vixens , girls with ass shots who waist train to death, and unrealistic body shapes in general. There are so many slender black women like myself who have to try so hard not to look at ourselves as last choice or inferior to curvier girls because of fuckboy preferences and fantasies.

In addition to self-esteem issues, there are HEALTHY slender black women who think something is WRONG with them because they are slender, and cannot achieve a “curvaceous” look. Also, there are HEALTHY slender black women taking part in Un-Healthy diets and purchasing products to achieve a look that is impossible without surgery, which is dangerous.

Moral of the story, is STOP BODY SHAMING. Body shaming isn’t just hurtful to curvier women , but it is also hurtful to slender women.