#also stop fucking harassing people who want to be left alone

[constantvariations]

If I have to see someone being accused of "worshiping a white man" one more time I'm tossing the planet into a black hole

Get a new phrase, you goddamn illiterate bastards

#rwde #also stop hiding behind moral pedestals abt a show that fucks up every heavy subject it even thinks abt #you are defending the white men who wrote sienna to exist for five seconds before being brutally murdered on screen #dont bring race into it unless youre willing to acknowledge the racism within the show stems from its racist writers #also stop fucking harassing people who want to be left alone #im literally right here w my asks open and anon on so send me your dumb little hate speeches #and be creative abt it if you actually want a response #yall are basically copy pasting each other at this point. its embarrassing #send yalls shit thru google translate a few times. itll make the same amt of sense

[wannabeschyulersister]

rooster’s girl

The Hard Deck was packed for a random Wednesday night. The jukebox was blasting. People were everyone having a great time. You spent the most of your night by the pool table with the rest of the crew. It had been a tough week thus far. Normally, you’d all get together at the end of the week.

The exception was made since you all were super stressed.

“I’m going to the bathroom.” You told Phoenix. You’d been watching her play against Payback for a bit now. It was widely entertaining.

“Wait, I’ll come with.” She started to set her pool stick down but you stopped her. Phoenix always tagged along for bathroom trips. Most of the time she didn’t even have to go.

“You’re about to kick Payback’s ass. I’m fine on my own. Plus, you don’t want him to skip out on the money he’s going to owe you…..again.”

Phoenix glared at him from across the pool table, “You’re right. Hurry back.”

You gave her a supportive pat on the shoulder before you left to the bathroom. Little did you know, someone else from the group watched you make your way to the back.

Thankfully, the bathrooms weren’t packed. You did your business, washed your hands and checked your appearance quickly in the mirror before leaving.

As you re-entered the rowdy bar, you felt someone grab your hand. It was a random guy at a table near the back. He looked really tipsy.

“Hey, sweetheart. What’s a girl like you doing alone at a place like this?”

You snatched your hand away from him, “I’m not alone.”

“I don’t see a ring on your pretty finger. Why don’t you come have a seat with me.” He reached and grabbed you by the arm this time. His hands were rough and gave you the absolute creeps.

You knew that you could beat the shit out of this guy easily. He was intoxicated. It wouldn’t be that hard. One push and he’d been sprawled out on the floor.

Hangman tapped Rooster on the back near the pool tables. “Looks like your girl is in a little trouble.”

Rooster immediately looked at the direction Hangman was pointing at. He also knew exactly who he was referring to.

He saw you with that creepy guy’s hand still on you. Rooster rushed over, blood pumping hot in his veins. He rudely bumped into a couple of people but he’d go and apologize for it later.

When he reached you, he grabbed your arm that wasn’t currently being pulled by that asshole.

You knew who was touching you without even looking. The mild panic that you were feeling all went away just by Rooster’s appearance.

“Get you hand off of her before I rip your fucking arm out of the socket.” Rooster warned the guy. He was absolutely pissed.

The drunk idiot took his hand off of you, “I was just trying to have some fun.”

“Not with my girl, asshole. Get the hell out of here before I embarrass you in front of all of these people by kicking your pathetic ass out.” Rooster threatened him. The guy was smart and got up without saying another word.

“Are you alright?” Rooster asked you. He no longer looked angry. Now, he was concerned about how you were.

You nodded a little, “I’m okay. Are you?”

Rooster scoffed a little playfully, “You were just harassed by a scumbag and you want to know if I’m okay. You’re always thinking about everyone else.”

“I wasn’t just the one that threatened to rip a guy’s arm out of his socket.”

“I just wanted him to get his hands off of-“

“Your girl?”

Rooster hoped that you wouldn’t mention that part. It just slipped out. You honestly never heard him say it before. You didn’t hate it. You actually really liked those two words coming out of his mouth.

The normally confident Bradley Bradshaw was now a blushing mess. “I uh- I’m sorry if that was weird or made you uncomfortable. It just slipped out and-“

You grabbed his sunglasses that were hanging on the front of his shirt and put them on, “No need to be embarrassed, Bradshaw. I liked it.”

Rooster fought the smile that wanted to present itself on his face, “You did?”

“Yeah, I did. Being Bradley Bradshaw’s girl sounds kind of nice. Does it come with any perks?” You took a step closer to him. He reacted by placing a hand on your waist.

“I make a mean stack of pancakes. You’d always have a karaoke partner. Also,” he leaned close, his lips brushed your ear a little causing shivers to run down your spine, “I don’t mind being the little spoon sometimes.”

That made you giggle. Never did you imagine that Rooster would be the little spoon in a cuddling situation. That was something that you’d have to see to believe.

“Well, that’s a good thing because I don’t mind being the big spoon sometimes.”

Rooster smirked and you caught him staring at your lips. “Should we get out of here?”

You nodded, grabbing his hand and leading him out of the bar. You both didn’t miss the cheers from your friends back at the pool table.

#bradley bradshaw fic #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw fluff #bradley bradshaw imagine #rooster x reader #rooster top gun #rooster imagine #rooster fanfic #bradley rooster bradshaw #top gun maverick

[irisintheafterglow]

uhh uhh uhh uhh meeting enemy frat!suguru at a greek life halloween party

cw: swearing, drinking and alcohol, creepy dude at beginning

"look, i'm not interested in whatever weird shit you concocted. so, get lost," you spit at the ugly, intoxicated, ogre-looking airhead trying to give you a shot of heavens know what. he'd been trying to get into your pants since you crossed the threshold and you were having none of it. your sorority sisters, unfortunately, were nowhere to be found and you were left to glare at the stumbling goliath slowly backing you into a musty corner. "i don't want you, asshole, so stop trying to get with me."

"c'mon, lighten up a little. it's a fuckin' halloween party; why are you here if you're not getting shitfaced?" your nose wrinkles at his sheer audacity. you attempt to make a break for the door when his overworked biceps suddenly block your eyeline, trapping you against the wall. body odor and whiskey leak into your nostrils and you swallow down the bile that rises in your throat. "where the hell are you going? do you even know who i am?"

"you're gonna be six feet under if you don't leave them the fuck alone," comes a dangerously low voice somewhere behind your harasser. "get back to whatever shithole you crawled out of."

"don't be such a downer, geto," the guy drawls over his shoulder and his casual nature makes you physically recoil. "i'm just tryna get them to take a shot or two with me, that's all." before you can process it, the shot glass is snatched from the asshole's hand and downed in a blink. the man, who you assume is geto, glares even sharper daggers than you, and your heart does an unwanted little flutter. the gesture seemingly didn't get through the other bro's thick skull as he whirls around, offended. "hey, what the fuck was that?"

"lay off of 'em. don't be more trouble than you're worth." the guy hesitates for the briefest second and is just as quickly shoved to the side, landing on the floor with a satisfying thud. he groans and you inhale a deep breath of stale party atmosphere, pushing off the wall and beelining to the nearest source of fresh air. you vaguely sense someone following behind you and don't bother looking until you're shivering against the chilly october air. "you alright?"

"sure," you deadpan, "if i ignore the fact that i almost got roofied a minute ago." you cross your arms and plop into the nearest deck chair, uncomfortably eyeing a nearby couple getting a little too intimate for being in public. the guy who helped you stands next to you at a respectful distance, following your gaze to the people practically eating each other's faces.

"oi, get a fucking room," he barks and they flinch, scurrying into the house to find some empty room to bang in. "better?"

"yeah," you mutter, still uneasy about why he followed you out in the first place. "thanks for helping me, in there."

"don't mention it. it's a wonder how many frats still let him come to parties considering how easily he scares sorority girls away," he says blankly and you take a second to shamelessly analyze his appearance. long, dark hair was tied back into a loose bun and stray strands framed a mesmerizingly sharp jawline. unlike most of the guys inside, he actually was wearing a shirt, a simple sweatshirt with his frat's letters embroidered across the front. you couldn't see what the letters were, but you guessed he was probably part of a related frat by how willingly he stepped in to help you. to combat the autumn air, you figured, he also wore a flannel that had a dragon printed on the back panel. "you sure you're okay?"

"yeah, i'm good. a little cold, is all," you admit, grimacing at the goosebumps running over your arms. without another word leaving your mouth, he shrugs off the flannel and tosses it into your lap. you wrap it around your shoulders and catch him watching you, the tiniest smirk painting his pretty mouth when you pull it tighter against you. it's warm and smells like expensive cologne. "you're a real gentleman, you know that?"

"so i've been told," he replies and you huff an exasperated breath. "i swiped this for you on my way out, too. it's sealed, but i can grab you another one if you're still skeptical." he hands you a lukewarm bottle of water and, true to his word, requires a little bit of effort to break the seal around the cap. you take a few sips and your mind finally starts to process what happened. "feel a little better?"

"definitely. thank you, is it geto?"

"call me suguru." fuck, that's hot. he's hot.

"thank you, then, suguru. can i ask why you're being so nice when you don't even know me?"

"just making sure everyone's having fun and being safe so no one calls the cops." your response falls from your lips faster than you can stop it.

"nothing else?" his attention flicks to you and he chuckles in amusement at your boldness.

"and, i think you look nice in your costume," he murmurs and you'd be lying if you said it didn't make your heartrate increase. "that what you wanted to hear?"

"mhmm, thank you." the giddy excitement wears off and you check the time on your phone. "i should probably be getting back home."

"you got a ride?"

"i'll go find one of my pledge sisters that are also partied out," you shrug, praying that someone was sober enough to get you back safely.

"you mind if i call you a cab? i don't feel comfortable sending you off in some rando's car."

"technically, you're a rando," you point out, and he raises his hands in surrender. "but, sure, as long as you walk me out."

"i was already planning on it," he affirms and extends a hand, helping you out of the cold metal chair. his palm is warm, safe, and strong, nothing like the grabby ones that were begging for your body all night. suguru waits with you on the lawn until the cab arrives and opens the door for you as you slip into the second row. before you can close the door, he reaches over you and hands the driver a stack of bills that has the old man's eyes widening to the size of tennis balls. "get them home safely, please."

"what are you doing?"

"doing the next best thing besides driving you home myself. i didn't think you'd be comfortable doing that, given the progression of the evening." you're stunned into silence by his genuine chivalry and nearly forget to give him his flannel back. when you go to pull it off, however, he stops you with a gentle hand on your shoulder. "keep it, for now. i'll get it back at some point."

"alright," you concede, wrapping it around you like a safety blanket. "thank you for everything."

"of course. get home safe, yeah?"

"i will. thank you, suguru."

you wake up in the morning on the couch in the sorority house's living room, still in the same clothes from the night prior. your head pounded like it was getting repeatedly slammed with a mallet, but you were barely able to remember the events leading up to crashing at home. you look down and the flannel around your body reaffirms that suguru was, in fact, real and not just a drunk hallucination. you're in the middle of smiling giddily to yourself when one of your sisters screeches to a halt in the hallway behind you.

"good morni-"

"what the fuck are you wearing?" she asks with all the seriousness as if someone had died.

"yeah, i know i look like shit. is anyone in the shower-"

"no, stupid. that flannel, where did you get it?"

"some guy helped me get home last night and he let me borrow it; why are you being so weird?" you stumble to the kitchen and pour yourself a glass of water. your sister watches you from over the counter like you'd grown four heads. "hello? why are you looking at me like that?"

"you do realize where that flannel is from, right?"

"no...?"

"your little buddy from last night is from those assholes at theta phi fuckhead, babe." you nearly drop your glass in shock. there's no way. he couldn't have been from those dipshits, could he? "there's a reason we're not supposed to talk with them, 'cause they're dangerous and unruly."

"but this one, he-"

"doesn't matter. don't let anyone else see you with that on, or they'll have a fit." she sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose between two fingers. "shower is free, so go get dressed and change your clothes."

as you strip off the flannel, a small piece of paper drops from one of the pockets. the message written on it has you gripping the edge of the counter for support.

you look cute in my clothes. (XXX) XXX-XXX if you wanna wear 'em more often

-s. geto

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[justanothersyscourse]

I think this blog is blocked by fewer people that have heard the rumors and lies going around. I hope you'll read this. There are three sides to every story-- yours, theirs, and the truth.

I deserve to get my side out there so people can make informed decisions about who to follow or block, or whatever it is you need to do. It's okay not to support me, but do it for the right reasons.

I also run sysmedsaresexist, and I'm currently being accused of harassing a minor and sending random ass asks left, right and center.

Listen, if you got an ask where the person didn't say, "this is SAS," it's not from me. I HATE asks. On the rare occasion that I send them, I always tell people who I am. I am well aware that I'm a controversial figure. I want people to know who they're interacting with when I talk to them. I am old. It's important that I'm honest with the people I interact with. A lot of people really stepped up to support me, but I would like people to stop. Unfortunately, it's doing more harm than good.

With every one of these messages people send in support of me, the rumors get worse.

I want to defend myself, but I don't know how.

Send a vent to a vent blog that just actively lied about me? They won't post it. (They didn't, I just checked)

So I'll post it myself. You can make your own decision. All posts I've made on the topic are linked here (it's 5, compared to the DOZENS AEV has posted)

This will be my last post on the topic, and I hope that the people spreading these rumors will leave me alone. You've done more damage and harm to me than you know, and without any remorse or apology.

Ask sent to @anti-endo-haven :

I'm SAS and I'm so hurt.

I have not sent ANY anons to AEV, at all, at any point. I have not ASKED anyone to help me in this,

I made 5 posts. They have made about 50 at this point, all cruel.

The first was to AEV on their first post, which was NOT as rude as people say. I said, look webmd and mayo clinic isn't going to hold up to some of the articles that endos are throwing at us. Try some of these. I said, look, you're going to get really tired of hearing the same endo arguments. Here's some points you can throw back at them.

NOT TO MENTION THE MISINFORMATION IN THE POST. Dissociation is only trauma based? Incorrect. Maybe you should reconsider whether you're ready to be in these conversations.

That response was hidden.

The second post, I was correcting an endo that DID wasn't a trauma disorder. I tagged AEV and said, "see, you can be nice about corrections, and these are the kind of sources you should use."

I was blocked.

THIS IS WHEN I CHANGED LABELS. I was so disappointed in the community that I said fuck that, that's not what I want to be, I don't support this behavior. That's another person that AEV turned pro endo. Good job.

Then I saw the anon saying I was an endo. I used my other blog to POLITELY say, "This isn't true, please stop posting about me like this." This post is still on JAS, I didn't delete it like people are claiming

The fourth post was me making my own public post saying, "this child is throwing a tantrum over corrections. Now l'm pissed and I have to make my own public post so people don't believe those lies." This was the first rude post. I called AEV a blemish, and here's why.

I just made a MASSIVE post about dissociation that is actively being spread within the endo community now. All because I changed my label. I don't care if you all want to block me, but don't pretend that you're all doing anything to help by making bad resources for an audience that already believes the same stuff (all these new antis). Now all the new ones are spreading the same bad sources that don't hold up, and we all (yes, you, me, them, the next CDD system in line) look bad for it.

AEV couldn't provide a single source that said DID WAS trauma based, only "usually" trauma based. AEV actually made antis TURN PRO ENDO, because they used so many sources that said "usually". I offered him sources that said it WAS trauma based.

I'm not kidding, you can find the people that changed sides on sophieinwonderland's blog. This is what happened. I don't need to be polite as pie to people inadvertently harming the CDD community, but I certainly wasn't rude about it

My final post, the fifth post, on the subject was the sad one. "My main was leaked." There are people that stalk my blogs. They send me threats and long asks about the things they'd do to me if they found me. When sophie first came to tumblr, I'd get asks about what people wanted ghost to do to me. In the past, every time a new doxxer comes out of their gross hole, I start getting doxxing threats. l've had people get close to my area.

My main being released means those people are one step closer to actually finding me. It means I'm now getting these kinds of messages in my only safe space.

And the anon who sent my main admitted it was done maliciously. We had a falling out like two years ago, because their asks were getting creepy. When I APOLOGIZED TO THEM for ever hurting them because of my own avoidance issues, and told them that on this post, their response was, "well I enjoyed sending them so fuck you." If I ever find that post deleted, I've got a screenshot. You were NOT a minor at the time, you're an adult.

... Nice, really mature. You're definitely safe for minors.

Hey, also, minors, if an adult you just met online calls you "my kiddo", don't respond with an ovo face. Run.

Adults, if you call a minor your kiddo and they're like, owo really, I'm your kiddo? Fucking run.

Anyways.

I haven't said anything since. What can say. My main is out and I'm getting threats on it. Currently. Not "in the future," like the person said. It's happening NOW.

What do all you people want from me? I AM trying to leave you all alone. Stop saying such terrible things about me, godDAMN. I am not harassing minors. I don't want to harass anyone.

WHAT DID I ACTUALLY DO WRONG? I don't understand.

You're not the good guys you think you all are.

Not anymore.

I don't know that you ever were.

#syscourse #anti endo #anti endogenic #endos dni #<<< all for reach #sysmedsaresexist #adults being creepy to minors and it's not me

[prismatoxic]

there is always going to be something a little off-putting to me about claiming a definitive canon sexuality for a character that doesn't actually have one.

like, we all have our headcanons, of course. and that's fine. but there's a world of difference between "i headcanon this character as gay" and "this character is gay in canon", and so frequently the latter isn't even true. if it's not stated in the source material nor by the creator, then it isn't canon. and that's okay!!

like, okay, it doesn't affect me anyway because no listed sexuality could ever stop me from shipping what i want to, but also... this is so often just an excuse to be mad at people for shipping "the wrong thing". it also tends to dip really uncomfortably into biphobic/panphobic territory.

to use a relevant example, unless ryoko kui has officially stated marcille and/or falin are lesbians (i don't think she has?), you cannot act like they are canonically. not only do they have no in-canon definitive romance (because dunmeshi is not a romance story), but even if you interpret their bond as queer (and like, most of us do, i certainly do), that doesn't for sure mean they only like women. you can headcanon that they do, but you can't harass other fans for not treating them that way. you have to accept that they will both be shipped with men, and it's not homophobia unless the shipper in question is actually, you know, being homophobic about it.

nothing another fan does will ever change what happened in canon, nor alter your own fanwork. you can do whatever you want forever. if someone making your fave blorbo a sexuality you don't agree with pisses you off, block them. if they ship things you hate so much that it makes you mad, block them. you're allowed to. this is your space to curate as you please.

people on the other side do it, too. "ummm chilchuck has a wife" is something i've seen slung at m/m ships for him. not only does his canon wife (who, you know, left his ass, stop acting like shipping him with anyone else is unreasonable on that alone) not preclude headcanoning him as gay if you want to, but it ABSOLUTELY doesn't preclude him being bisexual. for fuck's sake. gay and straight are not the only sexualities. i'm going to drop the contents of a dirty litterbox on your head.

like... genuinely, headcanon whatever you want. you could make everyone in the cast the same exact sexuality if you wanted to. what you shouldn't be doing is acting like anyone else is beholden to your ideas. or, hell, even canon's ideas. fandom is about the freedom to do what you want with your blorbos. have fun with it and stop blaming other fans for not making the content YOU want.

#tox.txt #i'm so cold and so sleepy i'm going back to bed i think

[medical-anon-whau]

Heya!

@bleedingichorhearts @kit-williams @egrets-not-regrets @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan

I've got another life update for everyone. Per suggestions, I was able to ask the Ultramarine how I should dress when meeting with the person in charge, and dressed accordingly, which was semi-formal. I had to run out real quick to get an appropriate pair of dress shoes before the meeting, but I managed alright.

I was rather surprised that Stalker did, in fact, show up to the meeting, but it'd definitely possible that they contacted him via Mysterious Astartes Methods. He accused me of a number of things, and here are the list of "charges"

1) aiding and abetting a "Fallen" Dark Angel

2) refusing to allow an Interrogator Chaplain to complete his sanctioned duties

3) defacing astartes armor (Jerk is still covered in glitter. I have the paint and glitter bombs on my person right now in case be pulls some more nonsense)

4) Colluding willingly with an Alpha Legionnaire to torment a Loyal Astartes

5) Distracting A Dark Angel during the course of his duties.

Now, I'm no law expert, but I figured he might pull some letitigous bullshit and have been doing some research on my own. I wasn't entirely sure what the Ultramarine Base Commander was going to say in response, but I pointed out that;

1) In the country that I am living in and so are they, the lawful government does not, to my knowledge, recognize the authority of Astartes Chaplains when it comes to crimes accused or actual committed by an astartes BEFORE THEY CAME TO EARTH

2) they did not involve local law enforcement before attempting to take the Fallen in question who has been the primary caretaker for a chronically ill and weakened human in good faith for the better part of a decade. I also got statements from both the human and their neighbors about the character of the Fallen and his daily activities, as well as from my patient's family

3) he has been harassing and willfully intimidating me with the intent to scare - which are both actual crimes - for over two months now. I have been keeping as accurate an account of each instance and brought a copy of that journal with me to the meeting (I have several copies of all the information I brought with me, in case Jerk tries anything. I also left this Intel with both Fallen and the Alpharii) for the base commander or whoever to read through at their convenience.

4) talking with other people who he's also deliberately antagonizing to try and get him to stop is not a crime, and the Alpha Legionnaire (I did not reveal that I know for a fact there are at least three of them in that house - more about the third Alpharius later) is concerned for the long term effects the stress of Jerk tormenting me will have on the care I'm able to provide to his sickly patient, and had suggestions on how to get Jerk to back off when I asked for them.

5) I JUST WANT HIM TO LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE AND STOP HARASSING FAMILY OF MY PATIENTS! JUST FUCK OFF!

Noooot that I deliberately cursed Jerk in front of the base commander. I almost cussed him out several times though. The giant fucker is tapdancing on my last nerve.

The base commander was quiet and seemed thoughtful at the gathered evidence I had provided for him. He began talking in a language I don't understand, and Jerk periodically answered back. He started getting agitated the longer the Mystery Talk went on.

A half hour of conversation I did not understand later and the base commander said that he was going to be restricting Ghaliel (Jerk's Actual Name, apparently) to base for the next month, and to report him if he breaks his restriction.

That was two days ago. So far, Jerk hasn't been trying to scare me... I was also able to speak with one of the Librarians after the meeting with the base commander.

Apparently, I have a weak bond with an astartes. I really hope it's with one of the Alpharii. They're fun, playful and caring.

Oh right! The third Alpharius!

I happened to stumble across all three of them whispering to each other, the day before I was gonna meet with the base commander, during my shift with their human family member. I'm pretty sure they did that on purpose, as alpharius number 3 handed me the last of the character testimonies I was hoping to get for Fallen in exchange for two glitter-paint bombs.

I don't want to k ow what he plans on doing with them, his cackling was terrifying.

#stalker the jerk #space marine husbandry sentience #space marine husbandry #warhammer 40k #alpha legion #dark angels 40k #pen-thief alpharius

[crushedsweets]

Any Jeff hcs?? (Your art is absolutely amazing)

i make him evil. ok jk but also im serious. im mostly just gonna cover his backstory in my au, rather than his current part in it.

cw for brief mentions of animal abuse, bullying, the usual. AGAIN THIS IS FOR MY AU !! also tysm :3..

liu is about 4-6 years older than jeff. they lived somewhere in the midwest until jeff was about 10.

they were both raised by incredibly good parents and had a very strong support system, always visiting their grandparents, big christmas every year, parents always go to open house/parent-teacher conferences, etc. tried getting their kids into sports, would go to every game, literally just the stereotypical great parent. not even a secret "ooo behind closed doors they r actually abusive...!" thing theyre literally just good.

jeff was always a bit more on the aggressive side, something they especially noticed when he was 5 and could not be left alone with a single fucking pet. he'd yank at and shake anything small enough to pick up, and punch and kick anything too big to pick up. every family pet was scared of him.

even at school, he was a bully - it started as typical grade school shit, putting gum in girls hairs, stealing peoples belongings, pushing kids off the play structures. he targeted girls especially. he's been warned, suspended, expelled - but his dad got a job offer in the east coast that they couldnt really ignore

he was 12 when he started harassing a girl, following her around the playground, calling her a slut, yanking her hair, spitting on her, etc - and eventually, her brother and his friends stepped in.

thiiis is where i wanted to put randy and his friends in. theyre older kids, around 14 and still more on the mean side, but they didn't just randomly target jeff for fun bc he's "the new kid". just like jeff harassed that girl, they began harassing him - but of course with the strength of 3 teenage boys, rather than an 12 yr old. liu would interfere when he could, but he was still a student and began working his first job by this point.

jeff got into physical fights with them for weeks, but he was quick to turn it into something bloody and brought a pocket knife. this time the fight occurred in front of jeffs house, when his parents were at work, and liu ended up running out to make them cut it out. he tried to grab the knife out of jeffs hands, he tried to stop his brother, but jeff was serious about what he wanted - and he wanted to fucking stab randy

so he did, right in the stomach. it was nothing fatal.

liu took the fall, being 16 and terrified of what could happen to jeff if he landed himself in juvenile hall - the other 3 boys were content with this, knowing it meant jeff really didn't have anyone to defend him by this point. thinking it would fuck with jeff even more . . BUT JEFFS A LITTLE SHIT he doesnt fucking careee . something about "i never asked him to take the blame that shits on him" or whatnot.

but obv once randy recovered fully it got worse. it went from schoolyard level harassment to borderline stalking, robbing him, holding him down so randy could fucking stomp on him, so on and so forth.

and eventually the bleach happened, and the fire happened, and it didn't really have anything special or involve a birthday party or whatever . it was just another insane fucking attack on jeff, although randy and them didn't exactly expect the fire to spread so fucking quickly - they just splashed some gas at his feet, threw a match, though it would scare him and maybe fuck up his pants. really did NOT think that shit through

jeff recovered in the hospital, and the trio decided to leave him alone. they were little shits who took it too far, but they werent trying to do all that. jeff didnt snitch, he didnt want them to get put away . he wanted to keep going, obviously

things settled down for a while. jeff was waiting and waiting and waiting. his parents were mortified, they rarely spoke to him now. required family dinners at the dining table turned to just his parents eating together, liu in juvie and jeff in his room. jeff began getting violent towards his parents as well, especially his mom - he started spiraling after the fire, especially since the trio weren't bothering him anymore and it was driving him nuts. he would do freaky shit, showing up at their houses now, shattering their windows, killing their pets. they'd come and beat his ass, and he'd do it again. nobody wanted to get their parents involved by this point, they all did too much shit - but jeff was getting UNBEARABLE

jeff eventually was around 15 or so, liu was out of juvie and 19 and in community college bc he couldnt get into any of the universities he was dreaming about.

liu wasnt nice to jeff anymore. he wasn't "hardened" by his experience in juvie or anything, but whatever he saw in jeff was NOT his little brother anymore - if jeff spoke to him, he'd ignore him. if jeff got too close, he'd shove him off. if jeff slapped their mother, liu would punch him.

liu thinks it was bound to happen. he misses his little brother, even when he was a mean little kid - but he always knew there was something realy, really fucking wrong with jeff, and when he woke up to jeff on top of him, stabbing into him , he knew it was inevitable.

liu survived, the only one in his family to do so. he wondered what he could've done to stop it, especially as other kids began showing up in the news. he wonders if he shouldve just let jeff go to juvie. he's kinda shocked at the fucked up ass police sketches that pop up, he didn't really remember seeing that damn smile when jeff was on him

jeff continues fucking shit up and is a piece of shit all around

this is already pretty long so if anyone wants a less "backstory" version of headcanons and more current stuff just lmk ;3

#creeped #hcs #jeff the killer #homicidal liu #creepypasta #creepypasta hcs #jeff the killer hcs

[captain-mj]

Any chance we can get something building on your graves shepherd TikTok?! I'll offer you some ribs for it?

Just the 141 coming to work with the shadows and Graves and the shadows keep trying to ask the 141 to tell their boss to stop creeping on their commander. It's creepy and in their opinion Graves deserves better.

I am so willing to do that!!

Price had noticed something was... off. All of the Shadows glared at Shepherd every time he walked in and they grouped around Graves whenever he was around too. Once he started paying attention, he noticed a few things.

Shepherd made a comment about their uniforms, specifically saying it really suited someone of Graves's body type. He openly stared at Graves's ass and put his hand right on the small of his back. It was extremely uncomfortable to watch. Shepherd also stood a lot closer to Graves when give the opportunity, to a noticeable degree.

3-1, who Price was fairly certain was named Jason, ended up finding him and cornering him later. "Can you please tell your creepy ass boss to back off my commander?" He crossed his arms, glaring.

Price paused. "Talking about Shepherd?"

"Yes. We've all noticed his behavior around Graves. We don't fucking like it." 3-1 looked embarrassed but determined. He had a lot of nerve to talk to Price and he respected that.

"What exactly is he doing?" Price had of course noticed it, but he wanted to see what Jason would say.

"He's been sending him weird messages and making comments about him. He asked me yesterday if he was a Barracks Bunny." He hissed it out.

Price blinked. Oh that was a lot worse than he had thought. "I see."

"So tell your gross ass boss to leave my boss alone. He deserves better than that old, bald fuck." Jason turned around and walked off quickly.

Price blinked, not entirely sure what he could do about it. He supposed he could call Laswell.

Laswell grimaced and told him she'd keep an eye on it. She was working on base at the moment so it was perfect timing.

Price started putting himself next to Graves when he could, usually positioning himself between Graves and Shepherd. Graves mirrored him, always getting a bit a closer. He noticed his eyes seemed to linger on Price more and he took it for gratitude.

Another one, 2-2 he was pretty sure, asked Price if they had an HR.

"Uh... Kinda. Why?"

"I'm pretty sure your boss's actions fall under sexual harassment. I think you guys need sensitivity training or something." She huffed at him, narrowing her eyes.

"Ah... Um... Yeah, about that. I've been watching and I've reported into Laswell."

She nodded. "Good. You'd think as old as he is he'd learn. I mean... you've learned by your age."

"My mum raised a gentleman and I'm not that old."

"Really?" She started to laugh.

"I'm 37!"

"Oh, I don't doubt that. I meant british people really say mum like that? You say it like the flower. Chrysanthemums." She laughed harder.

"This is why no likes you guys."

"Eh. We don't like you guys either. Well... most of us don't." She looked him up and down but left before he could respond. Talk about sexual harassment. This was becoming a very unsafe work environment. At least, that's what he told Simon who laughed and said she was probably flirting.

Then it happened. The biggest incident.

It was a very small meeting. Alejandro, Price, Graves, Shepherd and Laswell. Just the top leaders of each group with the addition of Laswell since she worked adjacent to Price. Shepherd was still at the base and Price was pretty sure he was pushing it off for this reason.

They talked with Price barely paying attention. He kept making eye contact with Graves who sat right next to him, Shepherd on the other side. Their hands ended up brushing under the table and Graves went a bit rigid, quickly putting his hands in his lap and glaring at him like Price had been trying to hold his hand.

The other two left and Price got up. He grabbed a cup of the coffee they had nearby. It wasn't his favorite but with the missiles and everything, he hadn't really been sleeping.

Graves backhanded Shepherd. Price missed the inciting action but that sounded painful.

Shepherd stared at him and Graves stomped out with Price on his heels.

"You okay?"

"He grabbed my ass. He'll learn not to do that again." Graves snapped, glaring at Price like he was also a culprit.

"Okay. Got it. But are you okay?"

Graves sighed. "I'm... fine. Just... I thought when I quit the army to be a mercenary, I wouldn't have to deal with people like that." He sounded angrier than anything.

Price pat his shoulder like he would for his team. "I'm sorry. I was working with Laswell."

"I'm aware. Laswell asked me a ton of questions and I got a call from who I'm assuming was a very tired HR person. Or whatever the fuck you guys have as an equivalent." Graves smiled at him. He looked pretty when he smiled.

Price immediately scolded himself. "I'll make sure he isn't alone with you anymore."

"Good." Graves hit his shoulder rather hard. "I'll hit him again if I need to. I'm sure he'll learn eventually."

"Old dogs, new tricks."

"don't believe that. Any dog can learn. With this one, I just have to beat it enough."

#cod #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #Phillip graves #John Price #Captain John Price #Price x Graves #Graves x Price

[umbraticstickerz]

Content warning for talking about nsfw topics and mention of suibaiting

I use the term 'schizo' here as a shortening of 'schizophrenia' this is just for ease of writing as I'm mentally exaughsted. I do not condone people using the term 'schizo' if they're not schizophrenic.

Okay I'm far calmer now but I feel this needs to be stated because I genuinely can't believe so many are tolerating this behavior.

Minors SHOULD NOT be posting kink art, at all. Especially they shouldn't be showing it to other minors regardless of if the work is 'sfw'.

The fact I've seen several people tolerating a minor making inflation and weight gain content and calling those against it fatphobic genuinely disgusts me. A person is not fat phobic for criticizing a kid making kink content.

The excuse that it was just comfort stuff doesn't work either because not only were hastags for the kinks themselves used, but an art piece reposted on that account was actual genuine fat fetish artwork. Terms like Vore, and talking about wanting to make a vore piece were also mentioned. Vore is inherently a kink and exclusively a kink for being eaten alive. Kinks themselves can be coping mechanisms so trying to claim it is such doesn't change that it was kink content. Regardless you would've been actively putting yourself in harms way for creeps who did view it sexually to interact with you.

Lilith you, and your friends, actively were harassing Haz for criticizing(justifiably) vaguely what you were doing. I especially do not like how you actively tried to paint an anonymous person sending asks that can be literally anyone, hell can literally be you because you can send anon asks to yourself, as if the Anon was Haz with literally 0 proof. I'm genuinely pissed that you only apologized to me, which you did after I made it clear to you I DO NOT WANT an apology from you as I WOULD NOT forgive you. I especially won't forgive you after you attempted to suibaited me to attempt to guilt me into forgiving you. The timing of that post being MINUTES after I told you explicitly to leave me alone for like the 5th time and that I just calmed down from a panic attack makes me come to that conclusion that was what you were actively doing.

I could genuinely be misinterpreting but this is still how that came off.

I am schizophrenic, I'm public about this fact, you knew this fact. For those who don't know, Schizo is not just seeing things. Its a disorder that severe paranoia, delusions, etc. Stress induced episodes are possible.

Your actions already triggered my paranoia really badly. Especially after the suibaiting, Suicide is already a massive trigger for me.

I genuinely cannot believe some of you are supporting a person who actively already harassed one person and spread a blatant lie about them, that posting fetish content knowing it will be seen as such, but also actively was triggering a person's mental disorder ignoring the person's pleads to be left alone.

Also DO NOT blame Haz for me finding your kink account for fucks sake. Haz was not why or how I found it, I found it because YOU reblogged it onto your OWN MAIN BLOG. Stop blaming Haz for literally everything. Quit acting like you're some victim in this situation. And get my god damn name out of your mouth. I'm not speaking about this any further and will go back to regularly posting after this. I only made this because this seriously needs to be addressed and y'all need to quit condoning this behavior especially since I know at least some of you are my same age or close to it. Deer Ragdoll you are not exempt either which is why this is being posted on twitter too, I know you're still on your accounts just because you deleted your tumblr doesn't mean I don't know you have a Twitter and can't see that you're still retweeting things. You both need to be held accountable for this genuinely disgusting behavior.

#wii deleted you #cw suibaiting #tw suibaiting #tw fetishization #louies random rat rambles #rant

[hjellacott]

To those agreeing with what I say but saying I'm mean and "Let's just be nice" when we're discussing TRA things or feminism or J. K. Rowling... I am DONE being nice.

I was nice the first 100.000 times. Now I've been bombarded with private messages and Tumblr "post" (the envelope thingy) and general comments, plus seeing dozens of posts that I just can't be nice and patient about. Because these MORONS and some of them, actual TERRORISTS, are literary burning books, twisting the Harry Potter stories to justify their unjustifiable extremism, harassing children for being Potterheads, mocking adults for finding solace in Harry Potter, attacking and sending death threats and death wishes to everyone that disagrees with them, manipulating children, autistic, and also all kinds of mentally disabled people to absorb their agenda and mutilate their bodies, targeting the lives of people who disagree with them and attacking them and their loved ones, cyberbullying left and right hiding beneath anonymous names and pink and blue flags, burning and thrashing businesses where feminists go, turning Pride into an event where rapists are being allowed to take the mic and say to kill women (literally) and being applauded, saying homosexuality is transphobic and raping lesbians and gays, applauding men changing in locker rooms in front of little girls, applauding men taking over women's sports and spaces, applauding sending rapists to women's prisons, applauding children being brainwashed into life changing treatments, terrorising the world, imposing their own agenda with violence and threats, silencing and attacking the detrans community, manipulating the media, fucking it all up for all the normal trans people who are now thanks to the TRAS being seen as terrorists, and justifying their hatred and their violence on them having basically no reading comprehension, twisting people's words to have a pity party, and creating a self-imposed narrative to try and convince us that everyone wants them to die so it's all right for them to attack everyone else and be given free reign and justification to do so. Police can't even report that a criminal is trans any more and people are losing their jobs for reporting crimes by trans people, for fuck's sakes.

Do you know how often I've dealt with the same lazy justification to "explain" to me, a mixed race Jewish descent woman, why JK Rowling is anti semitic or racist? Or why she's transphobic? And every time one tries to nicely point out that they're twisting things and decontextualising them and inserting their own racist views, they just tell you to kill yourself. They've taken over press, media, social media, pride, women's spaces, they're going after children, attacking local pubs and restaurants... I'm not going to allow it. I'm done being nice.

I see them bullying the detrans community and shutting them up. I see how they harass and threaten the trans community that doesn't want to occupy women's spaces or that doesn't condone violence and threats and wants children to be left alone. I see how they attack women, lesbians and gays. I have a collection of articles of their rapes and other attacks, mainly to women. And they won't brainwash me.

I'm not afraid. These are a violent, terrorist mob that is taking over the left and making themselves the victims when we haven't faced a more aggressive and dangerous mob since the Nazis. Have you seen the videos of the teens and young adults crying in the US Congress, talking about how afraid they are when they see men changing in their lockers, or talking about how their breasts were chopped off and begging us, adults, to stop this nonsense? I have and I'm listening.

Like Joanne Rowling, like all the women who won't wheesht, I'm going to fight for those kids, for the normal people in the trans community, for detransitioners, gays, lesbians, mentally disabled... I'm not afraid and I'm not nice. Not any more. You want a fight? I'm full of weapons.

#women won't wheesht #literature #reading comprehension #jk rowling #harry potter #feminism #feminists #women #women's rights #lesbians #gays #lesbian #gay #lgb #lgb drop the t #bisexuals #transgender #gender cult #gender ideology #trans terrorism #trans radical activism #freedom of speech #children #detransitioners #detrans #potterhead #ravenclaw

[autisticasgore]

i saw some really stupid, god awful takes today on twitter about survivors not reporting their abusers or putting them on blast publicly, and i don’t even know how to put it into words properly.

it originated from someone i used to follow on twitter and a lot of their followers were basically sharing the same sentiment, that if you don’t report the abuse as a survivor, you are allowing that person to get away with their actions and it somehow makes you just as bad as that person because it’s “letting them get away with it”. something like that.

putting aside how shitty and awful that is to say to a survivor who chooses not to speak up, i absolutely agree that survivors should have the ability and power to speak up, to report their abusers and to publicly warn them of their behaviour if necessary.

but a lot of the fucking time, survivors don’t have the resources or the power to and the authorities can often end up making things worse for the victim.

some courts and federal judges regularly release predators and give them a simple slap on the wrist, so going through all that court hell ends up sometimes being for nothing. people have to sit and live with the idea that they may have to potentially face their abuser in court just to listen to them defend the way they traumatised them.

and when it comes to publicly calling attention to their abuser, sometimes that can be traumatic as well and more often than not leads to harassment and so on forth.

so, while I absolutely agree that there SHOULD be more resources given to survivors so that they can heal from their trauma while getting the justice they deserve, I also absolutely don’t blame any survivors, much less children, who want to be left alone and to move on, who choose not to do anything for THEIR OWN SAFETY and sanity. shaming survivors for the different ways they heal is incredibly gross and detrimental.

it’s completely okay to want justice for victims, but when you go out of your way to shame them for simply wanting to move on from it, you are unreasonably asking them to cope in the same way that you do. because believe it or not, everyone heals and copes differently, and everyone has different situations going on in their life. you don’t know what their life is like or why they made the decision they made. stop assuming what you don’t know about a person.

if the victims just want to move on and heal, respect it. you will help them so much more than trying to imply that everyone who doesn’t have the perfect measured response is a shitty person.

#pixie.txt #tw abuse #tw grooming #yes this is about the camila cuevas situation #the way people have been talking about jakei and nyx makes my ass itch

[thesmpisonfire]

[Last post I'll make about this]

Okay so, everything I, as a person who has been seeing this going down for 6 years now and is not a particular fan of neither side, know about the Cellbit and Sasa situation

First thing first: I'm really not a fan of Cellbit these past years. Yes he was a big part of my childhood going from 13-16 yo following him. I got to see the breakup first hand and it was around the time he was shifting his content in a way i didn't like so it was just another push for me to stop following him as close. As for nowadays, hes the BIGGEST ttrpg streamer of Brazil, he changed a lot, he has achieved SO MUCH. He's a great storyteller and rper. But its a guy I'd never sit in a bar table to talk to.

Since he was so big, i still saw all this developing as the years passed. I saw the exposed thread, and i saw sasa's first stream on the subject and his own tweet admitting to have done everything Sasa had said (and a clip, that I can't for the love of god find rn. It was in the exposed thread but some tweets have disappeared since then so :/) and to stop harassing her because she was saying the truth and he was the toxic one and he was going to do therapy

A LOT OF PEOPLE showed their support to Sasa at the time. Cellbit lost a lot of subs and a lot of YouTubers covered the situation. It WASN'T pushed under the rug, it was front and center, EVERYONE that was in the Brazilian yt environment at the time knew about it

Both him and Sasa stopped talking about it after, they said everything had been said, Sasa's friends backed her up with screenshots and sharing her vod. Sasa changed everything about her media presence, trying to distance herself from Cellbit, but ppl never stopped asking her, ever since 2018/2019, getting worse whenever Cellbit did something big, ppl relived her stuff, and she got SHOWERED in hate for it, everytime

And she asked to stop bringing it up because it wasn't doing any good, it was just bringing her more hate and making ppl distance themselves from her bc she was becoming = to drama in online communities

And then she had a breakdown on stream in 2021 about it. Y'all seen the clips with caption.

First thing i have to say: These clips are out of order. And out of context as well

This is the thread with the almost entirety of her Livestream

First thing to point out: She has not healed from her relationship with Cellbit at that point (2021). She didn't manage to get support immediately after and only got psychological support in 2020, 1-2 years after everything she went down

She is crying and she is saying how she is getting tired of being silenced and being ignored. She says she's her own person and did everything to distance herself from Cellbit but people keep bringing that up. She says how everyweek someone still shows up to ask her about Cellbit, how when the exposed came out she got so much hate it badly fucked with her mental health. She says ppl started spreading around she was also toxic, when she wasn't AND cellbit never said she was. She then says she doesn't wanna keep talking in details or bringing it up again (which y'all can see at the very start of this same captioned clip), plus saying she left a lot of details out BECAUSE she didn't want to enter in those details

She then asks if ppl are going to keep ignoring her words (dismissing her abuse, twisting her words, ignoring her pleads to be left alone), to do it quietly without invading her chat or personal socials bc she is tired of being hammered with that everyday and she just wants to heal

Once again: Cellbit confirmed everything, and both have ended discussion, Sasa wants to be left alone

This is all I know. Now please, stop dragging Sasa back into this. I've seen this poor girl crying way too many times

#qsmp #cellbit #discourse tw

[viperwhispered]

So I was listening to "Being low as dirt taking what's important from me" by Tuyu and it got me thinking: we got enough angst between Jamil and Kalim, give me angst between Jamil and his parents.

We know that Jamil sincerely cares for his family since they're the reason he puts up with everything but I get the impression that he only has a real genuine relationship with Najma. I feel like his parents only have a very superficial of who their son it and that is some good angst just in itself.

So I kinda just wanna see Jamil snap at them. Think of this scenario: Jamil has an s/o back at NRC. They've kept quiet cause he doesn't want his parents harassing about "how could he be distracted when he should be serving Kalim". This is post-OB, meaning Kalim has come a long way in finding other coping mechanisms, actively working on being observant, and in being more independant. Anyway, Jamil heads home for vacation and io and behold his parents are trying to put him in an arranged marriage with a girl from another servant family.

Cue Jamil going quiet as they joyfully explain who he's gonna marry. Then he just fucking explodes.

Completely loses whatever's left of his filter as he rages on them about everything. His hatred for their situation, the servanthood, and his lack of freedom. He especially rubs in how they clearly care more about the Asims than their own children and how they're the reason he overblotted. He lets out that he already has a lover because "unlike you prostating pathetic worms I have a life outside of Kalim".

Mom/dad try to slap him to make him stop but he just grabs the hand and slaps them back HARD. Finally, he finishes off with "you digusting beings low as dirt, how dare you try to take whats important from me?!"

At this point his composure is gone. He is enraged, he is full on sobbing as he yells.

His parents? They have no possible response that could ever satisfy him. They can't even mutter some sort of comeback.

Najma? She was on her way to greet him when she overheard him lose it. She's shocked and hurt at hearing Jamil's words but not really surprised nor does she blame him.

Jamil? He just takes his bags and goes right back to NRC to spend the break with his s/o. He turns off his phone and refuses all forms of communication throughout the entire break. The only people he picks up for is Kalim and Najma after about two weeks.

Kalim? At this point, he is fully aware of how unfair Jamil's situation is and is pissed that the Vipers are trying to ruin Jamil's relationship after months of Kalim (trying) being the best wingman possible. He also scolds the Vipers cause "he's already giving away his future, how dare you ask for more?!" He angrily orders that Jamil is to be left alone and they'll talk after the break.

Bonus angst: the supposed fiance was the daughter of another major servant family who had been in love with Jamil since they were children. And by that I mean she loved his servant persona and has no idea how much of a hot smug asshole he is. She was waiting in the next room to surprise him after his parents explained the new arrangement. There she was smiles and giggles at marrying what she thinks is the man of her dreams before that dream is shattered when she hears Jamil's tirade. Her heart shatters into a million pieces as she learns that not only does he hate the future set for them but he also already has a beloved.

Yeah we get so little info about Jamil’s parents that it’s hard to tell just what they are like or how their relationship is with Jamil. I mean, for the Scalding Sands event, all the adults were pretty absent (perhaps conspicuously, perhaps they only decided to start adding in the parents in the following hometown events, who knows).

That absence of Jamil's parents in the story other than as authority figures may be telling on its own, but it’s not like some of the other students are super chatty about their families either. And Jamil’s private enough, anyway, considering he didn’t mention Najma, either. Since I do agree that he and Najma definitely do care about that each other, in that particular sibling way with its own hiccups.

I certainly would not be surprised (and may have said this somewhere) if Jamil’s parents are of the sort that they are doing what they think is good for their son / children, but they don’t actually stop and think about the child’s point of view or opinion. (This may also be because my husband had an upbringing like that so it sure resonates and checks out.)

Oof that sort of a confrontation with his parents, though. For some reason I do feel like Jamil would not generally seriously stand up to his parents - at least not until something like that, when the straw breaks the camel’s back (again). Though I could be just assuming here. Though he certainly has been going along enough (and also has been told to do so since very young) to keep to his position with Kalim.

Tho honestly, his parents definitely deserve some choice words for their choices. Maybe, from their point of view, they’re ensuring a materially comfortable and in some ways perhaps even influential future for their child. But they sure aren’t ensuring Jamil’s happiness or mental or emotional wellbeing.

Oh boy would that be a tumultuous situation, though. Like in some sense, I’d imagine it would be cathartic for Jamil, to let that all out.

Yet, it would also be so disappointing. Yet another crushed hope for his parents to do better, yet another sign of how they treat him. It would be rough, especially trying to reconcile his parents' actions with any affection that Jamil may think they still do feel for him (and that Jamil feels for them). Sure ain’t easy.

I do love Kalim being on Jamil’s side in this, though. I mean, I do think in general that is likely, no matter where we are in the timeline. But especially here, if Kalim can tell that Jamil’s genuinely upset, and Kalim has a better understanding of what’s going on and how things have been affecting Jamil.

Though Kalim is not much of the sort to lash out, imo. So instead of scolding the Vipers, I’d think it’d be more likely for him to focus on trying to cheer up Jamil, or to try to mend the rift. Like more carrot than stick, you know?

Whether Jamil would be in the headspace to appreciate that kind of approach is another thing altogether.

And oof to that bonus angst. Might be better for all parties involved, in the end, but certainly not a pleasant way to learn about it.

#twisted wonderland #jamil viper #ner talks #chatting with folks #lex752 #kinda just banged out my thoughts in one sitting when I saw this ask so let's hope I'm making a decent amount of sense

[haecien]

Pour me a drink 🥂 - Han seungwoo x reader

Warnings + Genres — Swearing, mentions of alcohol(or wine ig) , blood, weapons, seungwoo calls reader a lot of pet names)

Vampire!bartender Seungwoo au, love at first sight

A/n — @slytherinshua HI ZANNA THANKS FOR PROOF READING HSJWHEIRUR, also thank you for giving me a delusion so I could write/j not but bartender Seungwoo is hot as fuck, I won't normally post for victon or seungwoo but uh😭

Wc- 1.4k

Read more under the cut . . . 🍷

You were cornered in an alleyway. Fuck. You're in trouble now, huh? " We know you have the money; if you ever deny it or lie you're fucking dead, " a deep raspy voice yelled out. 

You didn't even know these people, and yet they're harassing you about some amount of money. " What the fuck? I don't even know who you are ! " you yelled out, trying to find a way out. 

" You're y/n l/n, right? You fucking owe us money. " How did they know your name? You had never seen these guys in your life. They were armed with weapons and if you were too slow they'd kill you in an instant.

" Shit. " You didn't care if you got hurt, you just wanted to get out. You ran into one of the people surrounding you, hoping that you could squeeze out. Luckily you did, but they chased after you. They were fast. You looked left and right, trying to find a place to hide in. 

Your eyes stumbled upon a bar, they'd never find you there, right? You made something fall over to distract them and bolted towards the bar's entrance. The people who were chasing after you seemed to have lost you, " Shit finally.. " you whispered under your breath. 

You took a seat at the bar and looked up at the bartender. Oh he was fucking attractive. He wore a black suit, sleeves rolled up and a black tie, over it was a red velvety sleeveless vest. 

" Hello, Darling. What can I get you to drink for today? " he gave you a polite smile as he placed down the cocktail strainer. 

You admit you blushed a little at the nickname, " Well, aren't you a sweet thing? Nothing much, just a glass of wine would be just fine. " 

The guy smiled and reached for the glass, " One glass of wine for a pretty person. "

As the guy cleaned the glass with a towel, he kept sneaking glances at you. His hands were big. They were also so perfect. The veins in his hands were slightly popping out. Fuck you couldn't stop looking at him up and down. His buff figure was well defined due to his suit, the poor vest was holding on for dear life, and the buttons were trying their best to not bust open. 

He carefully poured the wine into the glass, he then lifted up the bottle and gave you your glass. You took a sip out of it, " So, what's your name? " you curiously asked, leaning a bit towards the handsome bartender. 

" My name? Why? Are you interested in me? " he chuckled as he placed his towel over his shoulder, " Han Seungwoo, what about you love? " 

You gulped, these nicknames are making you feel things that you shouldn't be towards a stranger, " Y/n.." you looked up to see his face, seeing him smirk. 

" Oh, lovely name. " you blushed a bit at the comment. 

" Can I have a few more drinks? " 

—

Your head was spinning, God you had too MANY drinks. Seungwoo has been keeping an eye on you since you had your 5th or 6th drink. Many other people stared at you, but he'd just glare back at them so they'd leave you alone. He felt worried since his shift was about to end, " Oh my love, what will I do with you. " he quietly giggled a bit as he cleaned up the glasses and grabbed his coat. He placed it on your back, making it a blanket of some sorts, and carefully carried you bridal style. " I'm going off for my shift now. " he yelled out to his coworker who seemed to be at the back somewhere… 

He left the bar and quickly went up the stairs to the side of the bar. Seungwoo lived upstairs. His place wasn't the biggest, but it was an average sized apartment with a bedroom, living room and a kitchen. He placed you down on the couch, patting your head and adjusting your position so you could be comfortable. 

Seungwoo had changed his clothes for a more casual and comfortable attire. He now wore sweatpants and a black shirt. 

He was a bit worried about how you were feeling after consuming that much alcohol. He had no choice but to just wait until the next morning, his tummy rumbled. " Oh, " he got up and went over to his kitchen and cooked a quick meal for himself. Suddenly he heard noise from behind him, he quickly looked behind to see that you woke up. 

" Mm- Y/n? " He placed down his food on the counter and walked over to you. " How are you feeling, my love? " 

You looked around confused, " I'm fine, where am I, Seungwoo? "

Seungwoo chuckled a bit, " Oh you're at my apartment. Sorry, I just couldn't leave you at the bar… " 

A complete stranger was worried about you? Damn, he was better than all the ex's you had. It was sweet of him, offering a complete fucking stranger to his apartment… - 

" You know, maybe you could sleep the night here. I don't mind it at all, my bed is big enough for the both of us anyways, "

You were a bit hesitant to accept the offer, but eventually you did. What could possibly go wrong? Nothing really, Seungwoo is a good guy right?... Right?..

He opened the door next to his kitchen which revealed his bedroom. It wasn't super messy, but the thing that caught your attention first was his bed. Why would he need a bed which would fit more than one person? Doesn't he live alone…? It was pretty late, so you didn't mind; at least there was space for the both of you. 

“ By the way, if you want to change clothes, my closet is right there. I don't mind what you wear, just pick out anything you please, love. “ Seungwoo said as he carefully took off his coat which you were still wearing, 

“ Oh- thank you..  “ you opened his closet. It was well organised. You hesitantly looked back at him.

“ Don't worry, I'm serious. Pick out anything you like. “ You turned back to the closet and picked out a white shirt and just some shorts. You doubted that they would fit, though. 

You changed into the said clothes in the bathroom and washed your face to remove the dirt and makeup which was on it. 

You closed the bathroom lights and went out. Seungwoo was sitting on the bed, waiting. His shirt was removed to reveal his tattoos. 

He looked up at you and chuckled a bit, “ Sorry are you uncomfortable with this? “ 

You shook your head, “ No it's- its alright. “ Jesus christ. His body looked so perfect with the moonlight hitting his chest, complimenting his messy hair which looked like it had been washed earlier. 

You lied down on the bed and Seungwoo did the same after turning off the lights.

—

You felt as if something was pinning you down from the bed, unable to move. Ow, ow, a sharp pain was coming from your neck. It felt as if a needle was piercing through it. You opened your eyes to see Seungwoo absolutely devouring your neck, draining all the blood from it. You told him to get off and he realised you were awake, 

“ Fuck– “ he got off you and wiped his mouth. Seungwoo looks blood thirsty, but what the fuck, he still looks attractive? Even if he could have potentially killed you. 

“ My God whats wrong with you– fuck that hurts. '' You carefully touched your neck, two holes have been made on your precious neck. “ Seungwoo, the fuck was that? “ You tilted your head back, the wound hurt a lot. 

“ I- Look it wasn't intentional- “ Seungwoo got cut off. 

“ Wasn't intentional? You bit my neck and it looked like you weren't going to let go anytime soon.  “ You glared at him. Seungwoo just looked at you, he was showered with guilt. But he couldn't help himself. You were sleeping so peacefully with your neck exposed. But it was weird, why would he want to bite your neck in the first place? If he was hungry shouldn't he go to the kitchen?

“ Are you some type of cannibal..– “ 

“ What the fuck? “

—

Seungwoo explained everything to you, obviously. He wasn't so sure how'd you react, but he was hoping you wouldn't run and leave him alone just because of this.

“ Wait, can you open your mouth? “ Seungwoo was confused but he followed your orders and opened his mouth, “ Shit those are real huh? How come I never noticed them before- “ I wonder… you were so focused on his face and body that you couldn't focus on the tiny details. You cupped Seungwoo's face, just observing his sharp teeth, its weird how fascinated you were with them.

 “ You're not going to run? “ Seungwoo asked you, “ 

" Why would I? You're too fucking pretty for me to run away anyways. “ 

#victon #seungwoo #han seungwoo #seungwoo x reader #seungwoo x you #victon fic #tf why is there rarely any victon content #fanfic #Han seungwoo my love fr #victon x reader

[bumblebeerror]

I’m a normal amount of rage now so I can articulate myself I think

I understand a lot of online talk is hyperbole. I understand that not every single thing said on the internet is meant to be taken completely literally, the way my brain interprets it at first.

But. But.

The thing is that suicide bait and telling people to die and harassing others online has, historically, not only been incredibly harmful - I will have been on tumblr for a decade this coming spring. I have known people who, as far as anyone could tell, at the very least suddenly deactivated, and likely killed themselves because of a constant barrage of hatred and suicide bait for things like being aro or ace, being pan, being sexual abuse survivors and writing sexual assult fiction to cope and work through their trauma, the ‘reasons’ are endless at this point - it’s also just. Not an effective way to make fandom safer in any way, and the perpetrators of that behavior are never being hyperbolic.

It did not make tumblr safer when a group of people harassed me for misunderstanding the difference between Bipolar Disorder and Borderline Personality Disorder at the age of 16, nor when they continued for two full years to harass me because my first url contained the word “crazy” in refrence to myself. It didn’t make tumblr safer when they told me to kill myself. It didn’t make it safer when they told me they were happy my father died, because I was hurting and that’s what they wanted. It didn’t make tumblr safer when I felt so personally in danger that I had to send an ask containing the address and phone number of the person who started all of it, someone I knew In Real Life and Knew My Schedule, to them, just to get them to stop for fear I would contact their mother or call the police, because the harassment was that intense. And I was one of the lucky ones - someone who knew their harasser irl and could properly leverage a threat like that in exchange for finally being left alone after two full years of nonstop hell every time I opened the site.

And before it crosses anyones mind - yes, it is suicide bait to tell someone they should die. We aren’t playing this game. Just like when aphobes said it so fucking often that prominent ace bloggers actually did end up hurting themselves, and got mass reported for it and changed it to “piss your pants”, saying “you should die” is the same intent as “kill yourself”. Don’t fucking kid with me.

It doesn’t make fandom safer for minors to tell sexual assult survivors to die because they wrote fiction to work through their trauma.

It doesn’t make fandom safer for trans folk to tell trans fans of shitty authors to die.

It doesn’t make fandom safer for mentally ill or disabled folks to tell people to die.

What it does, is convince vulnerable people that they really are better off dead. What it does is convince people you barely know, who have friends and family and lovers, to kill themselves, on the basis of what fucking fandom they’re in. I cannot imagine a more fucking morally depraved reason to say that to anyone.

It helps no one to do this. It benefits nobody. It doesn’t make you a virtuous person, it doesn’t make you morally correct.

It makes you someone who, without the threat of irl consequences, would happily, eagerly, and with sick relish, make someone’s life hell because you don’t like that they like a certain media.

And regardless of what that media is, the very idea of that is absolutely disgustingly wrong.

Human rights don’t only extend to people you like. They extend to everyone. So should your goddamn morals.

#fandom wank #suicide baiting #suicide bait #harassment #fandom #heavy topics #I cannot believe in the year of our lord 2023 I have to explain why it’s wrong to tell someone to die. #I’m honestly fucking. speechless at the thought. it took so long to write this.

[jamesvowles]

vampire au stuff about bites, vampirism, and also turning in the little f1 coven sorry i want to ramble and i don't feel like drawing what im trying to convey so u get this....

(incoherent, includes ferlando (im sorry.....))

i did an old halloween drawing about my vampire au because there are some different ways of how vampires can become vampires in my lore

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vampires were originally aliens from another planet, very similar to earth. not much is known about that planet due to the first vampires not really saying much about it, wanting to simply settle into their new homes. idk how to transition from older vampires to newer ones yet...... many of the first vampires have disappeared due to hunting but few remain alive, but they stay hidden. because of this, to newer vampires, they have a legendary status with some myths and stories tied into their origin and power.

the modern vampire is far from the original aliens, most of them were bitten and turned.

humans can be turned via a bite. bites on the neck and bites on the wrist are the most common and other bites are seen as odd.

bites via the neck indicate an extemely close bond among two people. romantic or queerplatonic. the mark is out there, uncovered, a representation of the devotion a pair may (or previously may) have). bites like these can be a source of happiness and loyalty for the person or often a bitter scar and reminder of the past relationships that have gone. the people on the grid with this bite are: lance (bitten by prev lover), george (bitten by current lover), esteban (by current lover), there's gotta be more but it's not coming to me right now

bites on the wrist are either by friends or strangers. sometimes they represent someone who was turned by force. they're more hidden (some drivers choose to hide it via a watch or jewellery) and usually don't mean much to people, though not always.

covens (usually larger ones) may have a person designated to turn new members once they join. these people are called guides.

the f1 coven (name tba....) demands all drivers who come into the sport be turned within a year. they're willing to make exceptions for extensions but the harassment of christian horner and toto gets so fucking annoying most drivers will turn to be left alone. the current guide is lando norris, given to him by fernando who was the guide until his retirement. fernando also turned lando and they share a complicated but fun bond.

some vampires are born, usually by two vampire parents and very rarely by vampire/human relations. vampire/human vampires are extremely rare as their children (dhampirs) are closer to human than vampire. for a vampire to be born of that bond is practically a miracle.

born vampires age like humans and can choose when they stop aging (i guess slow down...havent decided). when vampires feel that moment, they must go to a religious figure (most vampires choose the devil but not all) to ask and confirm their decision. a lot of vampires choose to be young (and a lot regret that) but not always (like toto). some born vampires may have powers that their turned counterparts may not have. not always though.

the end

#SORRY JFDSJDSHJKHDKJDFSJ #da mind prison #vampire au stuff #long post #unless god and tumblr love me and actually put it under a read more