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luciehercndale · 1 year
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I think this book was severely cruel to Grace character, she did bad stuff but she got punished more than the actual villains
I hated Jesse caracterisation in the book, it makes no sense he literally ditched her sister for people he didn’t know about, “oh Grace I dont care you were abusef for years, you ruined James and Cordelia marriage and Ill hate you for it” ughh so ooc, I could understand him being angry but to be offended for that makes no sense and made me hate him along other stuff
That line when James says Im glad Grace would spend her whole life miserable for what she did so I dont care if she asks me pardon, that was so so cruel and also made me detest him, and Cordelia too for agreeing to that
This book for me was made for the Grace haters, tbh Im surprised she didn’t kill herself :(
Hi anon, I understand your anger. I think that Jesse's reaction wasn't ooc, like I said in another ask. He had a very reasonable reaction, imo. He was shocked, because he probably never thought that Grace would do something like that, and he was let down by her behavior and even though she was a victim herself, he didn't have to give her a special treatment just because she was his sister. This doesn't mean he didn't hate what Tatiana had done to her. I don't think he didn't care about Grace. Yeah, he was mad because of what he learned that she did, but he didn't hate her. And in a way, I believe he also thought she would be safer in the Silent City, bc there everyone thought that Tatiana couldn't harm Grace. Whereas, if Grace had been elsewhere, I think she could've been harmed by Tatiana and I think Jesse would've hated himself if something had happened to her. Jesse didn't think twice and walked to her to give her his jacket, when she escaped to the London Institute. What angered me is that we never saw a scene where he and Grace talk about his reaction to the bracelet etc., and we had to assume that everything was okay between them because they seemed on good terms afterward. He had every right to be mad about her behavior, even though she didn't hurt him precisely. We couldn't expect him to welcome her with open arms and pat her head, just because he was her brother. I think he needed time to process what he learned, and he would have returned to her at some point. I know that Grace regrets her actions and she never wanted this power to begin with, and that in the meantime she also suffered, but it's only right that the people around her are somewhat let down by her behavior, especially Jesse. Grace is a complex character, and I think she's hard to understand. And I think she was always meant to be a semi-villain character in this story, that's why she's easily hated. She hurt the main protagonist. Even though at the end we learn that James (the main person affected by Grace's power) moved on and everyone generally accepts Grace, it seems like by that point Grace had already decided to just join their activities but stay in the margins and to focus on something else. In fact, I think she mostly interacts with the people who weren't really affected by her power.
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indiemary · 2 years
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Tw!!,:venting/ed
I just feel like im a fucking pig and my sister is not much help she's so mean to me and she is so mentally abusef I hate her soo much!!!! I tried not to eat today but if my fatass was like *eateateateateateateateat!!!!* like df is wrong with me...and to know one surprise I fucking eat! just great😭👌 im such a fatass y can't I control myselff damit im so dun with life what's the point if I can't be skinny then I might as well just💀
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solardick · 2 months
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Mommy, I’m afraid. I’ve never said mommy before. I don’t want to go. Through another change. I don’t know anyone here. Everyone’s French. I’m always singled out. But- I don’t want to go.
God damned man. Yes, yes I am. Thanks for noticing. It’s rare in fleeting moments to see that from a passing stranger.
Everything is evil. There’s nothing in life for me.
Oh wait. There already is another girl. Lol. Like a transition girl. I liked the way she talked. Redhead. Which was already brought up a couple times. The forst time. I was like what? Why would i care? No whatevwr. Privably druged that coffee today. Hopenit doesnt keep me up all night. Sleep is the onyl time the world stops and there nothing. Intil i opne them again.
Maybe ho bsck to art instead of watching everyone in existsnce pretend to be someone they ate not. No human interaction at all. Since all my availibale social means arent very trustworthy are they.
And honestly. I dotn like redhead dna. Oh my god im - racist. Time ti take anothwr beating.
Naw man, i may look all sexy and manly and all. And i may look all smart and all to everyones spite. But now. Im actually just sma fully receptive woman. I have no cock. Im net here to f@&$. Im here to be fuckd. Learn to enjoy it. 39 years andcoubtibg. It never gonna be different. Buy a couple dildos. And get an anema bag. Shave head to toe. Body hair is a turn off and i want to be a sexy as i can. Make my man. Or men happy. Live a sacrificial life. And not build myself up. Just be fully sexual. No need to connect to anyone. I just need so e dick. With wahte ever they injected me with covid. Choice is mych taken away anyway. And i qant to feel proud of my accomplishments. Even if that means getting them off. I want to be thanked and encouraged. Too bad i cant bear you children. Im baren. Cause indotn have a womb. So inlose anyway. I cant hive that to you. And it makes me sad. They bette rhave huge cocks cause. Your pussy little 6 inch isnt enough. Do ‘t want uou being smallesr than me. That be a turn off. Since thats the onyl part that matter. The rets of it. Is just gross.
Was enjoying the experience of the feminine mentality. In a safe secure way. But then they raped my spyche.
Not like i have any experience being masculine in any other way than object placement. Not allowed to be. Just the destructive, evil side where “instinct” has full control. Sangerous stuff but whatever. I remember how i was. And it sickens my heart. There’s no control. Oh well im just a sick fuck that need to be fucked. Feed the desease. And not the cure. Thats all life has ever done. Sorry if i wanted soemthign different for once. To go with me “being on my own” away from degenerate violent sources coming from inside my own home. And shading everywhere else. I dont want to be alive anymore.
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Yup. Ok.
Heres my “ new” identity. Im a total fag.
There going to keep doing this to me for the rest of my life aren’t they.
No, she back. The whole fucken shop is just fucken with me. What’s new? That’s all life is. Since my first memory.
Ill just keep doing wgat im doing until tgey fuck me back onto the street. Then hooefully ill have a rffle by tten that i can suck off until i blow my brains out.
I aint dealing with tjose ficken cocksuckers today. Give me a fuvken written punishment for heing abusef afain. Go for a walk and enjoy the sun.
Well ill have my IHF course completed soon enough. Takes a first step. And it gives me something to look forward to. A way out from being the devil’s bitch. Mmmnn the sun feels nice.
Go and treat myself. Sone lively dialogue with done pretty women. Sunshine. Well noy anymore. Cloudy. Pick up some more things. Wash my own back. It’ll be nice.
I walk in, there she is staring me down again. A guy, who abuses the term sans design or however its spelled. Your coffeees and ice cap or something. Because i carried it from timmy’s not in a thermos. Wasnt hot. Getting cool. Mostly drunk. Talking over and through her standing in between with her back tunerd only slightly showing the front. I pause. “ it will be once i get inside. Dudes hyped on speed getting straight to work while i calculate the sheet. And set up the work station. Already inside loading it up. Ok then. Helped the station beside me. Insulating rhe freezing from getting in. Poorly parked vans. Well im ready now. Lets go to work. Nope. Processing the mind rape games. Was left just standing around waiting. Getting more depressed by the minute. Sitting at the table. Dead. People wanted to see. So then ealked passed trying to be unassuming or whatever. But as soon as i got in and the office and saw me. Depressed. Gave a sigh of disappoitnemt. Like i should be in a good state. Yeah ok. Sure. So i left. I could barely function. I chose suicide.
What you fucken speedo. Getting mad at me cause im fucked. Yeah sure leave. Bye. Ill do the van myself. No? What your back? Who you gonna be positive and try and display a healthy bond. Ok. Thats cool. We can do that. But no. I was just left standing around. While not knowing the details about wtf? Crates? What you tlaking about. Ok ill just stand arounf for the next hour.
When it is enough, man. Or was i just born to be tossed around and damaged? 39 fucken years and counting.
Your nothing but a bad influence. Your nineties punk rock mentality. Negative associations to everything. Giving none smokers nicotine. Bitching about your cowerkers stupid bs. And then give them cigarettes. Your first approach to me was handing me a speed pill. I was flabergasted at what the fuck your were trying to do. Fist bump? Ok. No? What? Hand shake? Wtf? Ok. Oh your giving me somethign. Oh its drugs. Ok. Maybe one day if i ever needed it. Its cool that you chauffer me around. Even though i always insist that you didn’t. Thanks for the shit. Though. Its cool to have some furniture. And im polite and social with uou. But i dont like you.
Ill work with the dipshit. If he wasnt talkign about cocks and gay shit. Be militant.
There sidetracking accomplished. Stay the fuck away from everyone. Keep doing it till they toss you back int the sea again. You’d think that after all these years. Youd be a good swimmer. Naw. Inwas never a good swimmer. Its one of the only things i ever did poorly at. And and guitar. Lyricsl notes are beyond me.
And they’re never going to stop fucken with you. It’s for life. Born in hell. Tortured all the way through. Parent just equal violence. Brothers just equal violence. I apparently just equal sex. Theres no parents there. Just a fool for a father. Childlike. Being the youngest of a sized family. Temper tantrums and absence. Or stupid jokes. Like im a still baby. Mother is unstable. Freaking the fuck out in fits of bs. Never known a stable things. Homes, schools, jobs. Threats. Always threats. Growing in an oppression. Keep things to myself. The external always. Its always. I yeah. Nursery rhymes are olaying. You auto corrected to olaying.
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larryfanfiction · 4 years
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Sisterwives by jaerie @jaerie
Length: 32k
This was it, the moment Louis had been waiting for his entire life. Giddy excitement bubbled up as he held hands and stared up at his soon-to-be alpha and husband and grinned. The ceremony was small and simple, but Louis didn’t mind. Fresh flowers pinned into his hair and a brand new outfit was all he needed to feel special in front of their few witnesses. It was just some members of his family and a few of the church elders in attendance as was customary for any marriage beyond the first wife within the faith.
First wives were the ones to have elaborate weddings with the whole community involved. An alpha’s first wedding was a celebration of an their coming of age, his first steps into fulfilling God’s prophecy. There were many glories for an omega that came with being a first wife but also many responsibilities. Louis had never aspired to be a first wife or even a second. He wasn’t experienced enough to be the leader of an alpha’s many wives and children and he didn’t think he’d be up to the task.
Louis was just fine in the position he was stepping into as the seventh.
Or Louis thinks he's getting everything he's ever dreamed of. Harry helps him find what makes him truly happy.
Ao3, Chaptered, Completed
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mitsume · 5 years
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i got kicked out / ran out tonight
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tomsgreg · 2 years
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Craig antis. Give me a reason you hate him that isn’t a symptom of mental illness or some dumb shit that almost any other character has done at least once. Quickly.
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thebonejunky · 6 years
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Natsuki is a beat up badass that takes shit from no one......
But she must be protected
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issuedsideways · 3 years
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ugh need to write STH today. nano pace? demolished. but! haha. y'know! need to get sth out maybe. gotta vent an emotion.
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girlsspanking · 4 years
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18 and abusef
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bdsm-blowjob · 6 years
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18 and abusef
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factae · 3 years
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Karma getting my abuser ten fold but i also feel sad because shes getting harmed by someone whos already hurt her and this shitty family cant believe anyone being abusef
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earthwyrrm · 7 years
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im supposed to go to a wedding today and its supposed to be fun and im supposed to be happy but because everyone is fucking shit at planning its just a fucking stressful mess and we havent even goddamn left yet and i already just want to stay home instead of going
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bybyeblackbird · 6 years
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As a person who has experienced abuse I believe Amber. Once you stand up for yourself, you have to keep standing up for yourself. Abuse isn't something you just make up. It's not your place to say whether or not he abusef her. It's her place.
And I’m saying I believe him. Cheers!
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