#josh talks sa

[joelslastofus]

[SUMMARY: Joel becomes insecure with his age difference and breaks up with you rudely, only to find out you become depressed after an assault.]

TRIGGER WARNING: SA

“Look, who cares? Hey, maybe if I wasn’t sucha immature party girl that would’ve never happened to me” you turned looking at him straight in the eyes.

“Don’t you say that” he whispered feeling regret with what he had told you that day.

smut, angst, big age gap

It was the end of your shift as you waited for Joel to pick you up. The restaurant seemed to slow down at the perfect time for you to catch a movie with him. Joking with two of your coworkers you had no idea Joel was watching from outside the window. Once again Sammy was having a party and desperately wanted you to attend although you promised Joel something simple that night. Just as you gently let her down, Joel approached you leaning in for a kiss.

“Hi babe,” you smiled up at him.

“Joel, can you please convince your girlfriend to come to my party tonight?”

“Don’t listen to her, I already told her we had plans.” You explained.

“Another party huh?” He raised his brows as Sammy tried to hold back a laugh.

“Sorry Joel, are we partying too much for you?” Sammy joked with her boyfriend Josh making you playfully hit her shoulder.

“Ouch! just a joke, see you guys around” she laughed as Joel took your hand and walked out with you.

“Sorry about that, Sammy can be-“

“Annoying” he interjected making you raise a brow at him.

“Does she ever not throw a party?” He looked down at you as you both continued to walk. Joel was acting strange, he seemed to be more agitated than usual but you didn’t say a word about it.

“We don’t have to go-“

“But I know you want to” he looked over at you to confirm what he figured to be true.

“No” you stopped in your tracks turning to him.

“I can go any other time, I just want us to spend time” you assured him before tip toeing and kissing his lips.

The two of you had been dating a few months now, although you were in college and Joel was much older, you felt you had a balanced relationship.

Joel thought the same…until recently.

Little by little he noticed your friends were constantly inviting you to parties, or even if they weren’t partying whenever they had a conversation with you in front of him he felt out of place. The two of you alone was a different story, you could both talk for hours about so many different things. Sharing the same interests in movies, he loved taking you out to see one or having a movie night at your place. More than anything he loved how towards the end of the movie you always ended up straddling him holding him close. He’d carry you to the bed, your lips locked together as a night of intense sex would begin. Regardless of how experienced he was, sex with you was like no other. Although you were younger you loved taking charge and riding him and he loved your confidence. He loved watching the way you moved your hips on him, especially in that moment. His hands squeezed your thighs as he looked down watching you drip all over his cock. Throwing his head back you could see the vein in his neck popping out, you could always tell when he was about to cum.

“Shit” he cried out, sweat dripping down his head as as you rode him faster. Your hands leaning on his chest for support until you both came simultaneously. You moaned before throwing yourself back beside him, he could barely catch his breath.

“You’re really something else you know that?” He panted closing his eyes for a moment.

“Am I?” You laughed leaning over to kiss him before running off to the bathroom.

Once you walked out you noticed him sitting at the edge of the bed hunched over with just his pants on.

“You ok?” You asked tying your robe around you.

“Yeah, just wiped me out” he chuckled as he stood up and grabbed his t shirt.

“I’m sorry” you laughed.

“Don’t be.” He winked at you but you could see something still seemed off with him. For some reason he just couldn’t shake off the feeling of not keeping up with you. He silently walked out of the room to grab a cup of water but the silence didn’t feel right.

Joel stood in the kitchen drinking the glass of water, his thoughts roaming all over.

“Joel?” You followed him to the kitchen looking at him strangely.

“What’s going on with you?”

Placing the cup down he crossed his arms not really knowing how to say what he truly wanted to say. You hated how stubborn he could be at times to speak. He knew whatever he’d tell you, somehow you’d find a way to work around it, and as much as he didn’t want to break up, he was beginning to think it was the best decision. It was better than him constantly feeling like he couldn’t keep up with you.

“Joel are you going to talk or what-“

“This is a mistake” he blurt out looking down.

“What? What are you talking about?” You walked towards him completely caught off guard.

“This, us, it should’ve…should’ve never happened” his words feeling like a punch to your heart.

“Joel, where is this coming from? Don’t take personal what Sammy said”

“This isn’t about your friend dammit,“ he responded rudely. Maybe that was the only way you’d get it.

“So what is this about? Cause about twenty minutes ago you didn’t seem to have a problem with me” You clearly started to get annoyed with his tone but he couldn’t explain to you what he was really feeling. Irritated he grabbed his jacket heading for the door.

“So you’re walking off now? Just like that” you followed him.

“Go have fun with your friends tonight,”

“This is about the party?! Are you kidding me, I already told you I didn’t wanna go-“

“Look” he suddenly stopped and turned to your face.

“You don’t get it, you’re a damn kid. I don’t know what the hell I was thinking. Go be the party girl you are” before you could say a thing he walked out slamming the door shut.

“Joel!”

What the hell just happened?

Joel hopped in his truck fighting himself not to turn back. The sound of your voice calling out for him crushed him in a way he didn’t know he could feel. He wasn’t planning to do this, he didn’t think he would. Joel felt something special with you, but before he felt it would fall apart cause of his age, he decided to cut it now unexpectedly.

That night you cried calling your friend Sammy to pick you up. You couldn’t believe Joel had really broken up with you but you decided to hell with it.

The second you got to Sammy’s party you poured yourself drink after drink just wanting to forget about him. You found yourself dancing with a man, never even getting his name but you noticed how touchy he became as you danced.

“Watch it, honey” you squinted your eyes at him with a smirk as he stepped back lifting his hands up.

“Sorry gorgeous” he leaned towards your ear to speak.

He was a handsome man with a nice smile, and when he wasn’t grabbing your ass he knew how to dance. For a short moment you found yourself not thinking of Joel.

As the night continued, you had a few more drinks than what your body was used to. Sammy and Josh both cheering you on watching you have fun as you continued to dance.

“I gotta use the ladies room!” You yelled in his ear as he nodded. The man watched as you slightly stumbled up the stairs, fumbling with the doorknob to get in the bathroom, he could tell how wasted you were.

Once you were finished you almost fell opening the bathroom door to find that same man at the door.

“Oh hey” you grinned until he grabbed you by your waist, abruptly kissing your neck pushing you back in the bathroom.

“Wait-“ you attempted to laugh it off trying to push him away until you realized he shut the door behind him.

“Come on, let’s have some fun”

“Hey…I…I don’t wanna do this” you tried once again pushing him back but he grabbed you hard lifting you up and sitting you right on the sink. His hand making it’s way under your dress, you knew exactly what he was doing and panic set in.

The loud music blasting throughout the house distracting everyone from anything that could be going wrong. Sammy at one point looking around for you and even calling your phone.

“She never leaves like that” Sammy told Josh as she looked through the crowd.

“Maybe she’s having fun with that guy” Josh laughed but Sammy thought something was weird. You would never leave with a man or at all without saying something to her. As Sammy checked the kitchen the man had finished his assault, walking out the bathroom Josh caught him buckling his pants.

“Hey, where’s the girl you were dancing with?” Josh asked him but he didn’t say a word quickly walking out the front door.

Sitting on the corner of the bathroom floor, you couldn’t move. You could hear Josh and Sammy calling for you until Josh finally walked in the bathroom.

“Holy Shit- Sammy she’s in here!” The two of them rushing to your side, fixing your dress asking if you were ok but you couldn’t speak.

“I’m gonna call the police” Sam knew what happened, it was obvious but you quickly looked at her and shook your head with whatever strength you had.

“No. No one. Just…just drive me home please” you whispered. Sammy nodded in silence quickly ending the party to make sure you were ok. Although she had offered for you to stay, being near where you were assaulted made your stomach turn.

Joel stood at home that night watching a movie not being able to get you off his mind. He wondered what you were doing, he wondered if you ever went to that party but most of all he wondered if he made the right call.

Josh and Sammy silently helped you to the car and drove you home. Offering to stay with you, you refused any company, you refused anything they tried to help with. Although you both were broken up, Sammy wondered if she should find Joel and let him know what had happened yet she knew nothing of him.

The next day you stayed in bed, your phone buzzing through out the morning, calls from Sammy, Josh and you noticed one call from Joel. Ignoring each call you turned over in bed covering yourself just wanting to disappear from everyone.

A few days turned into weeks and no one had heard from you. Joel would still call, sometimes leaving you a voicemail, but hearing his voice would only make you burst into tears.

One day Joel finally decided to walk into the restaurant you worked at hoping to find you, instead he found Sammy.

“Joel, am I relieved to see you” she sighed as he walked up to her. She knew she had to tell him.

“I’ve been trying to get a hold of her and she’s not answering. She quit working here, she stopped showing up to class and she’s just blocked us all out” Joel furrowed his brows.

“What do you mean she stopped showing up to class?” He knew how important this semester at college was for you.

“She just disappeared ever since that night”

“What night?”

“The night..the night at my party” she explained looking away nervously.

“What happened at your party? The hell you goin’ on about Sammy?” Joel heavily invested now not sure what to expect.

She swallowed nervously not sure how Joel would react to such news about you or more so how angry you would be at her for saying anything to him.

“The night at my party…um..I don’t even know how to say it” Sammy whispered as she scratched her forehead uncomfortably.

“Spit it out” Joel demanded now concerned with what the hell it could be.

“Joel, she was raped” she finally blurt out. Joel felt like a brick hit him in the chest, taking a step back he looked at her in shock. His lips tightening up, he took a deep trembling breath looking away. Sammy didn’t know him so well but she could see anger taking over him.

“I wanted to call you but I had no idea where to get in contact with you and-“

“Who did it?” He looked directly at her, speaking in a rough whisper making Sammy nervous.

“Joel, good to see you” Sams boyfriend Josh appeared before unexpectedly being grabbed by his collar, Joel roughly slammed him against the wall.

“Who touched her?! Who did it?”

“Hey man I don’t know, we never seen him before I swear-“

“What do you mean you never seen him before? It was your party!” He yelled.

“Joel! This doesn’t help anything, you wanna help? Go check on her!” Sammy yelled snapping Joel out of it. Slowly he released Josh as he took a step back.

He knew Sammy was right, the thought of you hurt in any way and not seeking help he couldn’t take.

The thought of him not being there he couldn’t take.

After weeks of not leaving the house you woke up that morning looking out the window, you could see the sun pushing through the clouds slowly. With a sigh you got yourself up and freshened yourself up for a walk around the block.

How bad could that be?

Opening up your front door you felt your heart begin to race but you pushed yourself out.

Walking around the corner you found yourself looking back more than you’d like to admit until you accidentally walked straight into someone.

“Shoot, I’m sorry” you looked up and realized it was Joel. Instantly noticing a look of pity in his deep brown eyes your expression changed.

You realized he knew.

“Shit, she told you” you turned away with a look of disgust walking back to your house.

“Why didn’t you call me?” He asked keeping up close behind you.

“For what?” You scoffed.

“You should’ve called me” he continued as you shook your head.

“Oh give me a break. We are no longer together, I was a mistake remember?” You called out back to him until he grabbed you by your arm forcing you to turn to him.

“I should’ve been there for you” his eyes were intense as he spoke.

“I would’ve been there” you didn’t say a word looking at him, his hand still tight around your wrist.

“It doesn’t matter” you pulled your arm away before heading to your door.

Of course it mattered.

You would’ve given anything to have Joel by your side that night. Tears welling up in your eyes as you placed your key in the lock trying to hold yourself together but you knew you couldn’t. The feel of Joel close behind you made you fall apart in that very second. Your hand dropping from the door you began to cry. Quickly covering your face you felt Joel gently hold you from behind.

“I’m here now” he whispered against your ear. Unexpectedly you turned to him wrapping your arms around him tightly as he tightened his arms around you. For just one moment you wanted to feel at ease.

“I’m here, baby” your cries slowed down as you took a deep breath, his hands gently tilting your face up to him.

“And for the record, you’re no damn mistake” he wiped away your tears with his thumb. You smiled at him just happy to have him close and invited him inside.

Joel quietly followed you in watching as you made your way to the kitchen, you knew there was bound to be more questions he would ask although you hoped he wouldn’t.

“Do you want something to drink or snack on? I don’t have much to eat, haven’t cooked. Just been ordering out lately” you explained without turning back to him.

“No, no thank you, baby” he leaned back on the counter watching as you grabbed something from the fridge. Truthfully Joel wanted to ask you more about that night. After a moment of silence his sudden question caught you off guard.

“What was his name?”

You closed the fridge and looked down taking a deep breath.

“I don’t know”

“Don’t protect him-“

“I don’t know” you turned to him abruptly.

“He was just some stupid guy I was dancing with, I never got his name, I don’t know anything about him” you walked away heading to your bedroom.

“I called you that night” he called out to you from down the hall, you could hear his footsteps getting closer.

“You also broke up with me that night-“

“It’s not something I wanted to do” he insisted.

“Look, who cares? Hey, maybe if I wasn’t sucha immature party girl that would’ve never happened to me” you turned looking at him straight in the eyes.

“Don’t you say that” he whispered feeling regret with what he had told you that day.

“Well, I was drinking” you shrugged with a sarcastic laugh, you didn’t notice his expression change.

“And so that gives that piece of shit the right to rape you?!” He raised his voice unexpectedly loud, you froze looking away.

“I’m sorry” he quickly apologized moving closer to you.

“Don’t be…that’s just the first time I’ve heard anyone call what happened to me..that.” The two of you stood silent for a moment until he slowly reached out for your hand.

“I’m sorry that happened to you, baby.” He pulled you close to him.

“I should’ve never walked out of here that day, I should’ve listened to myself and turned back. Leaving all because of my own damn insecurity” you could hear the regret in his voice.

“Insecurity?” You looked at him confused.

“Long story, c’mere-“ he wrapped your arms around his neck just wanting to hold you close and honestly, it was all you wanted to.

Joel felt you relax in his arms, slowly moving to the bed you both lay down with your head on his chest, you found yourself closing your eyes. Joel brushed his fingers through your hair softly as he looked down and saw you were asleep. As happy as he was to have you relaxed beside him, he couldn’t get out of his head wanting to find whoever this man was. Joel was set in his mind that he would, even if it meant keeping it from you.

#pedro pascal #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x you #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller x female reader #joel miller fan fic #the last of us fanfiction #joel miller x y/n

[ashisill]

Broken bells

As the tbagg era ends I give you this. Hope you enjoy.

Warning: crying but that’s all.

Another day another song. You’ve spent the last week with the boys as they worked on there new album. Mostly getting drunk and running barefoot outside. Or talking to ghost with Jake. They started setting up there equipment.

“Wrong amp smart one” Jake smarted off to his twin.

“Okay fucker” josh whispered underneath his breath. Jake heard, balled his fist up, and took a breath. Choosing to ignore his brothers words. “Does that work for ya prince Jake?”

“Sure does servant Josh” jake said crossing his arms.

“You little bitch” josh slammed the guitar down not hard enough to break his brothers pride and joy, but enough to make his point.

“CAREFUL!” Jake bolted from his seat to grab his guitar. Josh walked away to grab a drink. You followed.

“He didn’t mean it ya know” you said grabbing him a beer.

“I know he didn’t, but god he’s pissing me off” josh took a sip. “Thanks darling”.

“Of course love” you watched him carefully as he ran his hands through hair, frustrated.

He took a few breath “he jus gets on my nerves sometimes ya know?”

“Yeah I know how it feels me and my sister get like that too” you said.

“God I know I’ve had to break you two up” he laughed.

“Hey can’t be worse than you two. I’ve had to pull you off of him” you said.

“Yeah and I could of won if you didn’t step in” he said scrasacly.

“Yeah mhm sure ya could” you patted his arm. “Come on love”

~

You two went back, and the twins apologized and moved on.

“Can practice my song I’ve got some new ideas?” Danny asked behind the drums.

“Oh yeah that’s a good idea Dan” josh said. Everyone shook their heads in agreement.

You had a seat on the couch in front of josh. “Front row huh?” Josh laughed.

“That’s the only way to watch” you smiled at him.

A cheesy grin spread across his face, and he just stared down at you.

“Check your mic bud” Jake said.

Josh gave him a thumbs up and began talking into the mic. “I love you”.

“I love you too” you told him.

“Oh get a room” Sam rolled his eyes.

“Everyone ready? … Alrighty Jake take us there”

Jake began plucking the first couple notes, and your eyes were glued. Watching every movement his fingers made. Then josh began to sing.

“I can see the faces through the broken glass”

As the song went on your eyes began to tear up. You didn’t want to embarrass yourself so you held them back. Josh could tell something was off, but thought maybe you were just really focused on the music or the thoughts that raced through your mind. He continued singing the course.

“I never want to fall asleep. Within our dreams the weight we saw, we reap”

You could feel it rising in your throat. You held your breath trying desperately not to let the tears fall.

“When out of silence we will sing”

And they broke lose. Tears were rolling down your face, and you wiped them quickly. They just kept falling. Josh and Jake looked at each other in sync. Josh wanted to stop and comfort you, but one look from Jake he didn’t fight it. The communication between those two is something you’ll never understand. They have entire conversations with one look.

When Jakes guitar solo started you somehow began crying even harder. You’ve embarrassed yourself, but you couldn’t stop. Your face was red from crying and embarrassment. You wanted to get up and leave, but you couldn’t. Your body wouldn’t let you. You were glued to your seat.

“Yet we still play the game”

The last few notes played out and josh stepped forward. “What happened love?” He laughed as he knelt down in front of you. “Did the music take you baby?”

You nodded your head as you hid your face from him. “Stop that let me see that pretty face” you looked at him and your face was redder than ever.

“Holy shit” Jake spoke.

“I know” josh said as he wiped your face clearing the tears from it.

“Was it the song?” Sam asked.

“Yes sam. Power of music” josh laughed again. “You alright darling?”

“Yes” you said finding your voice again. He helped you up and took you to the kitchen again to get some water. Jake followed shortly after.

Jake wrapped you in a hug. Something that is rare for you and Jake. You held him back tightly. Josh stood back and smiled. He knew exactly why Jake was hugging you. It wasn’t to comfort you. Nor was it an apology for making you cry. He knew what you did to Jake. Josh knew how much that opened his eyes. And Jake knows how powerful their music is, but to see the effects on someone so close to him was surreal.

“Thank you” was all he said. No more words needed to be spoken you knew exactly what he meant.

#gvf #josh kiszka #josh kiszka fluff #josh kiszka imagine #gvf imagine #greta van fleet #josh gvf #josh kiszka fanfiction #jake gvf #jake kiszka #jake kiszka fluff #greta van fic #danny gvf #sammy gvf #sam kiszka #sam gvf #danny wagner

[anacquette]

things I need to see in season 3:

kirin and rachel bonding over how their sports stress them out and the toxic environment of it

martha and josh bonding over their experiences of sa and trauma, and being able to talk to each other about it because they both understand

toni trying to fucking launch herself at kirin or scotty trying to hit on shelby

fatin and leah becoming more and more comfortable with physical affection with each other, and fatin thinking more about her sexuality involving girls

kirin trying to take control and dot fucking owning him and ordering him to go make a fire and then him being like “……” because they all had to use a fucking lighter

and then dot’s just is fucking shocked over how these dumbasses survived for more than a week

the girls all standing to the side watching henry and dot fight over the best way to preserve food

kirin trying to hit on fatin and then seeing leah murdering him with her eyes

and Rafael is just watching to the side and like “oh she’s gay”

martha never having to lay a finger on any animal again to kill since the others are doing the job for her, and she’s actually doing other things like gardening or foraging

kirin and josh’s friendship deepening along with ivan’s and kirin’s

toni forgiving shelby and loving stroking her head as her hair is growing back

fatin braiding all the girl’s hair amazingly bc we all saw her beautiful fishtail braid in the last episode

toni fighting it and slapping her hands away until fatin fucking wrestles her and pins her down

just all the girls being in love with each other and happy while the boys watch and then start to bond a bit more with each other

#the wilds boys #the wilds girls #the wilds season 2 #the wilds season 3 #the wilds headcanons #leatin #kirin o’connor #henry tanaka #rachel reid #martha blackburn #shelby goodkind #toni shalifoe #dot campbell #leah rilke #fatin jadmani

[devilwearingdior]

Chapter One ~Bad Decisions~

18+!

This fic contains: Violence, Alcohol, Nicotine, Cursing, SA.

(And possibly smut in the future chapters.)

Disclaimer: This fanfic contains struggles and problems that might hit close to home… Don’t worry it won’t be all gloom and darkness though 😉

August 19th Sunday, 1973.

I sigh and breath in the Texan air. I had been bored out of my mind, and my roommate was busy, so out of an impulse, I’d decided to go for a drink or two close to the college campus pub. I was gathering my courage to enter. Don’t be a wuss Olivia, i tell myself as i watch people enter the pub happily. There were a bunch of people outside smoking cigarettes and chatting away with each other, and here I was all alone.

After a while, I decided to just enter. I’m met with a sound of music coming from the speakers— A rock song playing I don’t recognise. I head to the bar counter, and a friendly-looking bartender greets me.

“What would you like, young lady?” The bartender asked me, smiling. She had blonde hair that was tied up in a bun.

“A draft beer, thanks," I reply politely, smiling. She asks for my ID and nods satisfied, pouring me a glass of beer and then handing it over. I moved to a secluded corner.

I was content with just people watching for tonight; anything was better than just sitting in my dorm room and dying out of boredom.

I sit down on the bar chair and sip on my beer; it had a pleasant, mild taste for a beer. The pub had people of all ages in it; most were men watching a football game that was playing on TV. The steady sound of the TV and music was broken when a group of guys entered the pub; judging by their varsity jackets, they were college football players. I recognised the logo on their jackets as the same that my college had. It was a bull with devil horns, and their jackets were red and white. They get seats close to my table, and I can’t help but overhear them talk.

“Someone should burn that shithole down already; there's nothing good about it except housing those freaks." One of the boys exclaimed, and his friends agreed with him.

“If we are lucky, someone does it, and that creepy family will be inside it once it happens." Another one, a blonde guy with light blue eyes, now speaks up.

“I wonder why they stay so isolated; I don’t think they ever leave that property of theirs.” The blonde guy continues, a clear disdain in his voice.

“I saw one of them a few days ago by the gas station, a freaky girl; she was humming some weird ass song." A black-haired boy responds, and I notice him shuddering as he recalls the memory.

I didn’t even realise how intently I was listening to their conversation as I jumped back a bit, startled, as the blonde guy called out to me; I hadn’t even noticed that he had been looking at me.

“Hey, you’re pretty cute. What are you doing here by yourself?” Now all of the guys are looking at me, some of them raising their eyebrows as they wait for me to respond to the blonde guy.

“Uh, I was just waiting for a friend,” I reply lying, cringing to myself; no way was I admitting that I was all alone in this pub all night to these guys.

"You don't have a boyfriend, do you?” The blonde boy speaks up again. “Come on, what’s your name? We can get to know each other. My name’s Kyle,” he continues.

“My name is Olivia, and, uh, no, I don't." I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to admit to these guys that I was single, but it was too late now anyway. Kyle grins when he hears my reply and pulls a chair from a table next to theirs, motioning for me to sit next to him. Without much thought, I joined the group of guys; the beer was making me braver. I sit down, and the other guys introduce themselves as Nate; he was blonde too, but he looked a bit older than Kyle. Next to Nate was the black-haired boy, who introduced himself as Josh. Next to Josh was a brown-haired boy named Alex, and the last boy introduced himself as Matt. He was light brown-haired and looked like he was a bit younger than the rest of the group.

"Olivia, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Kyle says, leaning a bit into me as he drinks his beer. He had a constant cocky smirk on his face, and as I looked around at the group of boys, I noticed that none of them looked particularly friendly; I was second-guessing my choice of joining them.

“Nice to meet you too; do you guys by any chance go to the Newt University close by?” I ask as I take a huge gulp of the beer, and the boys nod as a yes. Some of them were flashing their varsity jackets and grinning, telling me that they play on the school football team.

“You go there too? I haven’t seen you there before; you must be new. There’s no way I would have missed a face like yours." Kyle says with a flirty tone and some of his friends have a dumb-looking smirk plastered on their faces.

“Ah yeah, I just transferred here; I’m going to start my third year tomorrow, actually,” I reply. Suddenly, I feel a hand on my thigh. I look down and notice that it’s Kyle’s. I shift uncomfortably away from his hand. He looks at me and smirks but doesn’t say anything.

“Nice, it will be good to see you around,” Nate says with a chuckle, and the rest of the jocks nod their heads in agreement. I’m about to take a sip of my beer when I feel Kyle move his arm around my shoulder, and he speaks up.

“When is your friend showing up? They better hurry if they don’t want us to take you with us for drinks to the dorm."His friends chuckle at his comment, and I feel a shiver go through my body. Before I can reply, Kyle continues.

“So when can I take you out for a date? You didn’t have a boyfriend, right? No better way to get to know a new school and town,” he says with an overly sweet voice. I push his arm away from my shoulder and stand up.

“I have to think about that offer; now I gotta excuse myself; nature calls,” I say, and I don’t wait for their response as I head over to the girls bathroom.

“We’ll be here; don’t keep us waiting for too long!” Nate yells after me. I enter the bathroom and go to the sink, leaning my hands on it, and take a couple of deep breaths. I was in a public place. I was safe; if things got too uncomfortable, I could always come up with an escape plan. I stood there for a while, collecting myself and fixing my makeup. I was starting to feel a bit tipsy. After a while, I decide that I should get out and not hide in the bathrooms. I walk out and notice that the group of boys have moved to the pool table and are playing. I try to walk past them, hoping that they won’t notice me, but it’s all in vain. The brown-haired boy named Alex nudges Kyle. “There’s your new girlfriend! She took her sweet time.” He comments playfully, making Kyle look up at me. He smirks and once again motions for me to join them, but I wave him off. “I need to go and buy a drink!” I make up an excuse, but he walks after me to the counter.

“You don’t need to get it alone; I’ll pay. I just want to spend some time with you,” he says to me while leaning closer, our arms now touching as both of us lean against the bar counter.

“And then later you need to dance with me,” he adds with a wink.

“I can buy my own drink, thanks," I reply, but keep my voice light, trying not to sound rude.

“Oh c’mon! I’m not letting you do that; I don’t know why girls always insist on buying their own drinks. You’ll make me feel bad." He says with a fake pout, I roll my eyes lightly mustering up a smile.

“Fine. You can buy me a drink if you insist." I give in. Kyle smiles in victory and orders both himself and me drinks, then leads me, with his arm around me, back to his friends by the pool table. The rest of the night goes by with me mostly listening to Kyle and his friends joke around while playing; their jokes become more obnoxious and offensive. I try to tolerate it, as I get the increasing feeling that Kyle wouldn’t take well to rejection. After a while, Kyle turns to me, visibly more intoxicated.

“So, about that dance you promised me,” he says, and before I can respond, he’s pulled me closer to the speaker and is now holding me in his arms, moving me to the rhythm. It’s a slower song, and he spins me around, trying to make it seem romantic, but I feel like a trapped animal in his arms. As the song goes on, I feel his hand moving slowly towards my butt, and I pull his hand back up quickly. He lets out a low chuckle.

"Oh, don’t be like that, Olivia; let’s have some fun tonight,” he says, and he starts lowering his hand again, this time with more force.

“Stop it!” I say as I try to push him away, with no use as he is clearly stronger.

“Don’t be so uptight, Olivia; I'm just trying to get to know you,” he responds, sounding amused. He now unashamedly moves both hands onto my butt, and I try to push him away again.

“Kyle, seriously, stop it!” I am starting to panic a bit.

“Don’t be such a mood killer; I’m not harming you." He whispers into my ear. Before I can respond or do anything else, I feel a pair of even stronger arms pulling me away from Kyle, and a tall man steps in between us. I can’t see his face as he has his back turned to me as he speaks to Kyle.

“You jocks are just little shits, aren’t you? I believe this lady said to stop it.” The guy exclaims, and I see a flash of annoyance on Kyle's face as he scoffs.

“She’s just playing hard to get; she was into it. She didn’t really want me to stop it.” Kyle retorts angrily, and then a wave of recognition goes through his face as he looks at the guy and laughs.

“Oh shit! You’re one of the freaks; you’re Johnny Sawyer, aren’t you?" This comment gets the attention of Kyle's friend group, and they all move to his side.

“So you freaks do come out of your shithole! Who would have known?” Kyle continues, his friends laughing. I noticed the guy named Johnny tense up, and it was like I could feel an aura coming from him, one that seemed to shout: Do not mess with me. He was outnumbered greatly, but it didn’t seem to bother him as he moved closer to Kyle as if he were about to punch him. Kyle didn’t move, and now that they were face-to-face, the tension was thick in the air.

“What are you going to do, Sawyer? You want to fight?” Kyle snarls, his friends clearly ready to back him up. Johnny doesn’t say anything, but I could see his fists curl up, and he seemed like all his muscles were tensed up. I look around and notice that now everyone else in the pub is watching the situation unfold, and my slightly tipsy mind decides that now is the moment to dip out.

Kyle nor his friends pay any attention to me as I leave the pub, the cool air hitting my face. I couldn’t afford to get into trouble already; I hadn’t even started school yet! I look back once and hope that the guy named Johnny will be smart enough to back off; he couldn’t possibly fight all those guys alone. I was secretly grateful to him that he’d come up and interrupted Kyle's attempts, and a part of me felt guilty for leaving him there to defend himself because of that. I walked quickly along the pathway; the tall trees swaying lightly with the cool wind What the hell happened there?? I thought to myself as I could see the campus grounds getting closer to my relief.

As I enter the campus grounds I feel my feet start to move faster towards my dormitory building as if on their own accord, opening the heavy door I feel the welcoming warmth of the dormitory hallway and sigh in relief. 302, my room. My roommate Amber hadn’t come back yet judging based on her neatly made bed, I get inside and turn on the lights, there was still plenty of boxes around my bed since I hadn’t gotten around to unpack. I grab my t shirt and shorts and change into them; after that I head into the bathroom to remove my makeup and brush my teeth. I get back to my room and sit on the bed. This wasn’t a promising start for my school year at all; what had I gotten myself into?

I checked the time; it’s already 12 a.m. I should get to bed and at least try to sleep… I felt restless as the nights events kept replaying in my head, but as soon as I lay my head on my pillow i feel myself drifting off to sleep, lulling me into safety and security. Little did I know this was only the beginning for everything…

Authors notes: Stay patient; I promise the familiar characters will make more appearances already in the next chapter! Feedback is always welcomed :) I will try and post two chapters per week; Monday/Tuesday and Friday. Thank you for reading ❤️

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[ellieknows]

High Cheng - Xu Minghao x Reader StonerAU (On-Going) Chapter One

What happens when you get dragged to your best friends boyfriends party and end up getting high with a hot stranger, whom you got along with very well, only to realise the next day, you never got his name?

PLEASE READ AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END

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CHAPTER ONE

MASTERLIST

DISCLAIMER: Alcohol Consumption, College Party, Slight SA

"I just don't get why I need to be going as well. It's not like I'm the one dating Chai." I say as we continue walking down the side path towards this party my best friend Nayeon, is dragging me to.

"Yeah, but you're my best friend, and I'm dating him. Plus all you do is study, which is fine! But you need to let loose once in a while. And who knows, you might end up meeting ur future husband." Nayeon pauses and then looks me up and down. "Well at the very least you'll get laid thanks to the outfit I picked out for ya!"

I playfully nudge her in retaliation to her comment. "Shut up, I only asked for your help because I don't know anyone going and I don't want your boyfriend and his friends thinking I'm some loser and therefore ruin your image."

She stops. Her mood suddenly turning serious "Hey. No matter what you look like or how you dress, it does not matter. Who cares what they think anyways? You're my best friend. Nothing could change that. Not even my boyfriend."

I smile. "I love ya you know."

"I love you too. Which is why I am bringing you out tonight! Have some fun! Enjoy your youth!"

"You're talking as if I'm not older than you."

"By a few months!"

We end up reaching where the party is being hosted. A nice two story house, people surrounding, all mingling with one another, a few people making out, a few people doing more than they should be for being in the front lawn of a house. I mean, it looks like a typical house party.

"Who's hosting this anyways?" I ask, unsure if her boyfriend would be capable of hosting such a big party.

"Uh, I believe Chai's old roommate."

"You mean the bible boy?"

"Mhm, I think Joshua is his name. Maybe double check. Just don't call him bible boy to his face. I don't wanna bully Chai's friends before evening getting to know them."

"Wait.. You've never met any of his friends? Haven't you been dating for a while now?"

"Mhm, around 8 months now, but I don't know. He's been distant recently, so when he mentioned Joshua hosting a party I asked if we could come so I could spend more time with him."

We managed to squirm our way through the front lawn and through the door only to find Bible Boy standing there.

"Hiya! Welcome! Oh! You must be Chai's girlfriend! Nayeon, right?" Joshua asks, facing Nayeon

"Mhm! And you're Joshua?"

"Yeah, but feel free to call me Shua or Josh if you'd like. Nice to meet ya finally." He turns his head to focus on me standing beside Nayeon. "You're Y/N, Nayeon's best friend? I've heard of you through the grape vine of these twos relationship."

"Yeah, nice to meet you Bible Boy."

"N/n! You said you wouldn't call him that!" Nayeon turns around, freaking out that Joshua may be offended by the name.

"I never agreed to anything."

Joshua laughs. "It's all good! Nice to know I'm famous around here. Nice to meet you too Y/N! Oh by the way Nayeon, Chai's sitting in the living room if you wanna head towards him."

"Oh, yeah, thanks. Are you, uh coming too?" Nayeon asks, hoping Joshua will lead her towards the right way as she is unfamiliar with the house.

"I would love to but I gotta greet the guests and make sure no ones throwing up on my roommates flowers, he would kill me if they were ruined. Hopefully we can meet again. Both of ya!" Joshua's voice fades as he starts walking away from us to make his way to the front lawn.

"Good first impression, no?" I say, hoping to at least calm Nayeon of her nerves.

"Yes, uh yeah, I think so." She looks around until she spots Chai. "Oh! I see him! You coming with or...?"

"Nah, you said you wanted more time with him, so I'll let you go of your babysitting duties for tonight." I say, looking around for where all the alcohol is, hoping maybe after a few drinks the nerves of my own that this party is giving me will chill out.

"You sure?"

I nod.

"Mkay! You go have fun! Let me know if you need anything! I'll be with Chai."

She starts to walk towards what looks like the living room with Chai sprawled over the couch. I take this as an opportunity to grab some drinks and maybe be social with those around me.

Walking towards what I assume is the drink bar I decide to make myself a drink in the goal that I'll get tipsy enough to start talking to the strangers surrounding the area.

A few drinks later...

"Hey."

I look up from the 4th drink I am pouring myself to see a tall brunette approaching me, an aura of unsafety following him.

"Hi?" I respond, questioning why he's approaching me of all people, the uneasiness coursing through me.

"Are you perhaps in Mr Lee's Psychology Course?" he says, clearly somewhat drunk.

"Uh, yeah. Are you?"

"Oh, uh no. My friends little sister is. I sometimes pick her up with her brother and I've see you there a few times with Chai's girlfriend."

"Oh, well. Yeah, thats me. You know Chai?"

"Yeah. He and I used to play basketball together back in high school."

"Oh. Cool" I reply, unsure how to answer as the conversation begins to become awkward. "So....uh. Why'd you approach me?"

"You keep popping up in my vision and either you're looking to get wasted with how much your drinking or know no one here. So I thought I'd say hi, or something"

"You'd be correct about both of those."

He laughs. "Well I'm Jack. And a few my friends and I are gonna play some beer pong if you wanna join. Well that's if you can hold your alcohol." He jokes

I think for a little, the aura of unsafety fading as I down my drink before deciding "Why not? As long as I'm against you though. I'll show you who can hold their alcohol." I challenge him.

I end up following him and meeting a few of his friends whilst playing a few rounds, their names not really registering in my head as I'm more focused on winning.

Time skip...

We end up playing a one on one match between myself and Jack. He's putting up a good game as we are now both on one cup each. Cheers from his friends go on in the background

"Hey, since we're even why don't we make a bet?" Jack suggests.

"Mmm, sure. What do you wanna bet?"

"Loser does whatever the winner wants. No complaints."

"Deal. Get ready to lose, loser. I've been looking for sometime to clean my house for me."

The game continues. Us both having our shot and missing until finally he throws a ball into my cup. Meaning I lost. His friends all cheering for him, some asking what he's gonna make me do now that I've lost. He walks up, cornering me. Suddenly that feeling of unsafety around him returns. I don't feel safe at all.

He gets closer and closer until "Let's date."

"What?" I exclaim as he's abrupt request comes out of no where. "I don't even know you."

"Of course you do baby. I'm Jack, remember? Unless your too drunk to be thinking straight."

I am most definitely not drunk. It's almost as if all of the sudden I'm sober. "No, I don't feel comfortable dating someone I just met. And don't call me baby." I say seriously.

"Fine then." He comes even closer, which is hard to believe as he was already pretty close to me. His hands start to roam up my waist and I flinch away in response. "At least let me have some fun with ya. I mean its what I deserve after seeing you all alone and deciding to approach you."

The aura of unsafety triples. "What? No. I don't wanna hook up with you, or date you. Please let me go!" I yell as I try to squirm out of his grasp.

"The more you move, the harder I'm getting baby." His legs trap my body from moving as his head makes its way to my neck and his arms start to try and take off my top.

"Let me go, you prick! I said no!" I yell, hoping one of his friends, or at least someone can hear me and help get this asshole off of me.

"Come on baby. Just a little fun is all I want."

Finally, I decided to get in the right head space and move my leg so that my knee forcefully hits his dick. He jolts and backs off, groaning in pain. "Fucking asshole." I mutter, emotions starting to rise due to the sudden uncomfortable situation.

"Ugh! You slut! The fuck was that for?!" He groans holding himself down there in hopes of soothing the pain. "You know what? Fuck it! You're a fucking wannabe slut anyways. Look, I only wanted to sleep with you cause you looked easy and were getting drunk. You're ugly and everyone here knows that. Why else did you think no one's approached you the whole night? Cause you're a fat ugly bitch who's only tagging along with your hot as fuck friend in hopes that others will like you too. I mean look at you. Don't act like you aren't some slut trying to show off what you don't have. The only thing you have is a fat ugly body and face covered in ugly as fuck stretch marks. Fucking hell." He says in retaliation to my kick and finally walks away.

And then my world stops. I look around to see people staring at me, looking as if their about to laugh. I hear whispers of how Jacks right and suddenly I have the urge to leave. I pull my shirt back down and walk fast towards the stairs in the hopes of finding a bathroom I can chill out in.

As I walk upstairs I can feel the tears threatening to spill, the emotions coming back.

'Fuck! He's right, they'll all right. I'm ugly and fat, and no one will ever like me.' Is all thats going through my head.

I look around frantically trying to find wherever this bathroom may be before finding a door and just opening it and walking into what looks like someones bedroom. "This isn't the bathroom. Ugh! I- Where's the bathroom?!" My tears spilling all over my face in frustration, embarrassment and sadness from the whole situation replaying in my head. Looking around I see no ones in the room and just decide to stay in the room instead of full on crying and letting strangers see me crying, further proving Jack's point.

I look to see a balcony and decide to just sit out there in hopes the night sky and fresh air might help me calm down a little.

I make my way to the balcony and close the door behind me, about to sit down when I hear the door open. Immediately i assume its a couple trying to hook up in here and regret not locking the door. I look down running back into the room trying not to see anyone's bits, especially not in the state I'm in.

"Oh my god! I am so sorry. The room was free so i walked in. Uh! You guys can continue your business and uh, hook up? Omg, i am so sorry. I will make my leave." I say in a rush trying to make my way out the door only to bump into someone who seems to be laughing. I look up to see a fully clothed man (thankfully) who is extremely attractive by himself laughing at me.

"Woah! It's okay! Chill out! I'm not here to hook up with anyone. I just wanted to grab my phone from my room. Speaking of which, why are you in my room?"

"Oh! I am so sorry." I try to compose myself, wiping away the tears I was previously shedding and back away to be a normal distance away from him before looking back up and meeting his gaze as he waits for my response. "Right. I'm sorry for uh, entering your room. I wasn't trying to snoop or be a perv I swear! I was trying to find the bathroom but ended up here and just decided to stay here in hopes of kinda getting away from the massive party for a while. And you're balcony just looked so inviting and relaxing, so I thought I could just sit out there for a little while before uh returning. But it's okay! I'll uh, get out of your hair now." I say quickly, before trying to make my way out of his door.

"Woah! Wait!" He says.

I stop turning around to face him.

"Do you wanna, uh join me? On my balcony I mean."

Read Chapter Two: A Smoking (hot) Stranger

A/N: Please give me feedback on my writing! Two more chapters are posted (as of 23rd Feb 2024) however, the story is on-going.

This book is still in the works, and I desperately want to finish it this year. However, I'd like to make everyone aware of three issues. a) There are only three chapters published right now as I want to receive feedback from my audience on my writing style and plot building. Despite having been writing for many years, I am not confident in the style that I use for my stories and would appreciate constructive critique to help me improve future chapters. After a month of posting the chapters, further content will be added throughout this trail, I will collect the feedback, delete this section of my disclaimer, and apply my audience's feedback. Second, I am in my final year of school, therefore school comes first. Furthermore, my weekly schedule is extremely hectic, so many of these will be written during my rare free time or at times when most people are sleeping (don't worry, I will prioritise my health). Finally, this book covers mature issues like as drug usage, smoking, alcohol use, cheating, references to SA, and more. These will all be addressed at the start of the chapter so that you are aware in case triggers arise. Furthermore, I have never used drugs or any of the other topics discussed in this book, so I apologise if anything is incorrect.

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[nicosraf]

hi rafa silly question do you have letterboxd?? i feel curious about the movies you watch 🫶

I made one and then never added anything !! I don't really like.... performing my reaction to media, if that makes sense, or quantifying it with a rating. That's also why I just can't get myself to use Goodreads consistently... But I do love to talk about movies!

I love a lot of 1960s-70s queer art films – Fellini Satyricon, Sebastiane, Funeral Parade of Roses. I love general queer movies - a huge fav right now is The Watermelon Woman (lesbians in Philly!! i lived in Philly for a while and I love that city so this movie feels close to my heart). Huge fan of this silly little gay movie called The Wolves of Kromer. I recently watched If... (1968), which I thought was brilliant.

Actually, I also recently watched Begotten (1991) because I'd heard it was the most disturbing movie of all time, and it was interesting for sure! I wasn't disturbed by it (I thought it was too removed from humanness) and I found that it relied a little too much on depictions of seizures (disability, really) as shock. I also found the SA scene upsetting, not because of its content but because it really took me out of the movie to wonder if the actress was okay. (And I'm not sure!)

I just remembered I watched the Five Nights at Freddys movie with some family the other day too. It was fun! I love those robot things. And I have a crush on Josh Hutcherson so that was a plus.

#i need to watch movies again #mine #ask

[felinemotif]

i’m very curious now—what are your favorite books? (not giving a number or genre or anything so you can list as many or as few as you’d like 💞)

livvy, this is my favorite question to be asked. like, ever. i love talking about what i read jaja. i am going to attempt to keep this list somewhat orderly and of reasonable quantity, just because i know there's so much and honestly, it's ever-changing and ever-growing because i tend to purchase a couple of books each week (and that doesn't even touch my library card).

i am... so sorry for the length of this. warning that some of these recommendations include memoirs about sa and abuse. umm this includes everything from memoirs to textbooks.

in no particular order (beyond in the dream house, which will forever be at the top of any list):

in the dream house by carmen maria machado. i own SEVEN copies of this book. i have read it in two languages. i live and breathe it. the day i don't recommend this book is the day after i died, and quite honestly i might just crawl out of my grave to shove it into someone's face one more time. it's my favorite memoir. hell, it's my favorite thing to read in general. i once carried it around in my purse for an entire YEAR despite having finished it the day i bought it originally. it has the most interesting narrative style and prose i have ever encountered. it also has a long list of trigger warnings as it's a memoir centered around domestic abuse in a wlw relationship. it's powerful & poignant. it also sucks you right in, because carmen chose to use you for her memoir instead of i.

her body and other parties by carmen maria machado. this is carmen's only other published work (she's had her hand dipped in others, but these two are the ones solely written by her; i also recently picked up a copy of carmilla that was edited by her!). i am a sucker for this woman's writing, everyone who knows me knows that, so it's no surprise that she's on this list twice. if she ever publishes a third story, i have no doubt it will become a favorite as well. she phrases things in such crazy, thought provoking ways. it's made me stop and think multiple times. you would never think to word things the way that carmen does. this one is a collection of short stories. my favorite was the husband stitch. there are horror elements. it's a collection that really makes you reflect on what it means to be a woman in a male-dominated society.

i am not myself these days by josh kilmer-purcell. a very intimate memoir, it goes into depth regarding his time alternating as an ad exec during the day and a drag queen at night. saw someone on goodreads call it as mesmerizing as a train wreck-- which about sums it up and is what prompted me to read it in the first place. it's loud, it's raunchy, it's in your face about real life problems, it's queer. it talks about the love he had for a male escort and struggles with addiction. it's honest in the highs-and lows of the glitz and glam. dark. and also written in the very early 2000s so while the issues faced aren't outdated, much of the language is.

i'm glad my mom died by jennette mccurdy. listen, i have some major mommy issues. we went no contact when i was 16. i knew going into it that this was going to be a hard-hitter for me. i kid you not, i used up multiple boxes of tissues while reading this. my copy is covered in annotations and highlights and tabs. it looks like it's been through hell and back. though jennette shares a story of shame, anxiety and various disorders, she does so with a strong voice. it's raw. probably the most helpful memoir i've ever read. i still have a lot of healing to do regarding my own childhood and it's often difficult to talk about, but reading this helped. it's like objectively i know i'm not alone in my trauma, that it's not only my mom who was bad. but it can be difficult to remember that when you're sitting by yourself and questioning 'what did i do that made it so my mom couldn't love me'.

there was a quote i particularly resonated with.

[I have no idea how to go about doing this. I have no idea how to go about life without doing it in the shadow of my mother, without my every move being dictated by her wants, her needs, her approval.]

no longer human by osamu dazai. semi-autobiographical. it's a very quick read, less than 200 pages. i think i read it in about half a day. osamu dazai remains one of japan's most well-known authors, and for good reason. the character he tells his story through, oba yozo, feels incapable of connecting with the world and the people in it. he remarks on things without sentimentality while yearning to understand those that do. it's bitter and depressive and deals with life in a postwar japan, digging into oba's relationship with his family and women, and his struggles with suicide attempts. additional warnings for misogyny, but i figure that's to be expected given the time it was written.

my husband by maud ventura. i read this one because a book reviewer i trust said that 'if you liked the tv show, you, then this is for you.' and she was right. it depicts a successful 40 year old french woman who seems to have it all. but she's obsessively in love with her husband, and is paranoid as to whether or not he returns her affections. directly from the summary:

[But she's never quite sure that her passion is reciprocated. After all, would a truly infatuated man ever let go of his wife's hand when they're sitting on the couch together?]

it's a contemporary thriller that keeps you on the edge of your seat. i knew when i started the book that the wife's mindset is dangerous, and yet at times she convinced me to start rooting for her. if the stranger in stranger danger was a character, it'd be her.

white nights by fyodor dostoevsky. i'm a fiend for dostoevsky. russian lit is something that came into my life via the gayest method possible: i went to the bookstore a few years ago because i needed to read crime and punishment (also by dostoevsky...there's a pattern here), but i couldn't locate it so i asked the cashier (who happened to be a beautiful blonde with a minor in russian language and literature-to this day i still think to myself 'what are the odds') to help me find it. SOMEHOW she managed to convince me to purchase multiple other russian lit books that day, plus wrote other rec's for further reading in orange sparkly pen on the back of my receipt. i went into that store expecting to spend maybe $20 and left having spent over $100. i still don't know how that happened, she was pretty; that receipt survived a house fire (literally).

um... but i digress LMAO. anyway white nights is a captivating story set in st. petersburg. it's one of the least depressing things dostoevsky has ever written imo. unrequited love/chance love, solitude, and unflinching tenderness. this is good for the romantics. (i say, as an aro.)

know my name by chanel miller. another memoir. excellently written. i'm sure most people are familiar with her story already, but this is a deep-dive on what it means to be a woman dealing with the aftermath of assault. she was described as being the ideal victim-- there were witnesses, little room for he said/she said. and yet. and yet. she opens up about her shame, both self-inflicted and forced on her by the way society views assault survivors. very raw commentary on rape culture in the usa.

all the lovers in the night by mieko kawakami. depicts a freelance writer in her 30s, struggling with loneliness in a fast-paced city with a huge focus on work. this is a character-focused story. i know that a lot of people dropped this without finishing because it had a very slow start and, to some people, an unsatisfying finish, but to me this story couldn't have been told any other way. mieko was telling a story of mundane life. the writing style reflected as much.

our wives under the sea by julia armfield. i can't possible describe this story without spoiling anything, but take this: it's a wlw story where a woman's wife returns to her after she had been stranded at the bottom of the ocean for quite some time. classic 'came back wrong' trope. it's unsettling. this is definitely a 'you either loved it or hated it' book.

lies our mothers told us by nilanjana bhowmick. an indian woman's burden. this is a nonfiction feminist novel. this is such a powerful work that deals with topics like universal suffrage, capitalism and how it harms people (particularly women), workplace harassment and fair pay. it's radical. it talks about how the women before us fought to give us better futures, how they told us growing up 'when you're older, it will be better' and what it's like to grow up and realize that things are still bad.

a certain hunger by chelsea g. summers. for as much as i talk about cannibalism on this blog, it'd be criminal to not have at least one book depicting it on my favorites list. this features a sex-positive, confident food critic who sometimes has men on her plate, not in her bed. it's unintentionally funny.

boy parts by eliza clark. follows a fetish photographer who is very much a classic female manipulator. if you want to read from the perspective of a narcissist, irina is the character for you. plays fast and loose with consent, autonomy and safety. very violent social commentary.

rise of the necrofauna by britt wray. the science, ethics and risks of de-extinction. the author herself has a PhD and is an acclaimed documentarist, but you hear from many other talented scientists throughout reading. i don't know what else to say; it's exactly what it sounds like. if you heard about people trying to bring back dinosaurs and the woolly mammoth and thought, 'that can't be environmentally friendly or ethically sound' then this book is for you. WARNING that britt wray does NOT 'dumb' anything down. it is not an easy read. i frequently had to stop and do some research to understand what certain things meant.

plants that kill by elizabeth dauncey. a history of the word's most poisonous plants. it talks about the use of plants in medicine, warfare and rituals. complete with detailed diagrams. another text that is exactly what it sounds like. if ethnobotany interests you, you'd enjoy this. otherwise it's probably a dry read.

they drown our daughters by katrina monroe. it's queer. it's modern gothic. it's yet another recommendation of a book featuring womanhood. beautifully eerie and atmospheric. if you're looking for a haunting story with a beach backdrop and strong themes of identity and motherhood.... she's for you.

vampires of el norte by isabel cañas. follows a daughter of a rancher in 1840s mexico. it's a fast-paced historical fantasy where the monsters are both beast and man. childhood lovers separated by tragedy.

shark heart by emily habeck. in their first year of marriage, newlyweds are devastated by the husband's shocking diagnosis: he's slowly turning into a shark. i know it sounds silly and it is, but it's a story of love and loss, with an alternating timeline. the husband is cursed with the knowledge that even after he turns into a shark, he'll still remember everything. magical realism meets enduring love.

#there's so much more ofc but this is already getting out of hand #lit #ladytauria #replies

[jake-kiszkas-smirk]

Here Comes the Sun (part 14)

Danny Wagner X Fem OC X Josh Kiszka

18+ only, minors DNI

warnings: blood, unprotected sex, impact play, biting, crying, talk of abusive ex. I think thats it for this one, please let me know if I forgot any!

Rose's POV

The door closed behind us and Josh dragged me further down the street and around a corner.

"Josh, you have to go back and get Danny out of there, please" I rushed out,

"Rose, I'm worried about you right now, are you alright?" He asked urgently as he looked me over,

"Yes, yes. I'm fine! Go back and get Danny out of the bar, Aaron's dad is a cop and I don't want Danny getting arrested if he shows up." He stared at me still contemplating my request, "Josh! I'm fine! Please go," I said pushing him around the corner.

He took off back towards the bar, I watched from around the side of the building as he disappeared into the doorway. I hid back around the corner and anxiously crossed my arms over my chest, essentially hugging myself. I decided me and him should probably leave asap so I ordered an uber, hoping it would be here soon. After a few minutes I heard footsteps approaching, and I froze, holding my breath.

"Danny!" I said as I saw his tall figure appear, I ran over and wrapped my arms around his waist, squeezing him tightly. He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back,

"Are you alright?" He asked softly, pulling away and tilting my chin up to him,

"Am I alright?” I huffed out, “Danny are you ok?" I pulled out my phone and turned on the light, illuminating his face, I took in a small gasp as I saw blood trickling down his face from his eyebrow and his lip.

"I'll be fine, is it bleeding?" He asked, bringing his hand to his face to prod at the cuts.

"It is," I said as I pulled my sleeve down over my wrist and blotted some of the blood away from his eye. "You didn't kill him did you?"

"No" He let out a small laugh, wincing from the pain it caused his lip, "I wanted to though. Are you sure you're ok, I saw the grip he had on your arm."

"I really am ok.” I assured him, tilting his face to see it better, trying to decide how deep the cuts were. “It's you I'm worried about, your poor mouth and eyebrow....At least he didn't get your beautiful nose" I smiled as I stood on my tip toes and kissed his nose.

"I look better than he does," He smirked at me,

"I believe it, I'm not gonna lie...seeing you like that...protecting me and the way your voice sounded...it was kinda hot," I said with a sheepish smile,

"Oh yeah?" He grinned, eyes going dark

"Yeah, you want to get out of here and take me back to your place?" I whispered, kissing his jaw,

"I'm on a high...If we were to go right now...I-I'd absolutely ruin you." he said in a low gravely voice, sending shivers down my spine, my skin getting hot, I wanted nothing more.

"Promise?" I whispered back, nipping at his ear lobe. I heard him let out a sigh,

"Just remember you asked for it angel," He said as he took my hand. "I'll go get the keys from Sa-"

"I already got an uber, its almost here." I interrupted, tugging him back towards me

"Hmm..you really are in a hurry to get me home aren't you" He pulled me closer as his hands traveled down to my ass. He leaned down and kissed me, not pulling away despite his busted lip. I heard a car pull up and pulled away, peeking around Danny to see our uber had arrived,

"Our car is here," I said as I took his hand and interlaced our fingers, "I'll text the guys that we are leaving." We got into the back seat and Danny's hand instantly found my thigh, rubbing his hand up and down it, occasionally stopping to give it a squeeze,

- Hey, Me and Danny left, he says he's sorry for bailing before loading the equipment back in the van,

Pretty Josh- I'm not worried about that. Are you sure you're ok? I didn't know that guy was such a dick or I would have gotten you out sooner,

-It's ok Josh, don't worry.

Pretty Josh- please text me if you need anything,

- I will <3

I put my phone in my bag and looked over to Danny who was just staring at me hungrily, I leaned over and slowly kissed his cheek dragging my lips down to his jaw, he leaned into it squeezing my thigh tightly.

We pulled up to his apartment and as soon as we were both out of the car and it drove off Danny was throwing me over his shoulder, giving my ass a smack. I bubbled with laughter as I grabbed his hat that was still on my head and held it so it wouldn't fall off. He reached into his pocket with his free hand and grabbed his keys, unlocking the door. As he slipped off his shoes and started down the hallway he spoke,

"Remember your taps, and if you can't touch me say mercy," He said sternly, I felt my heart start racing, with anticipation, adrenaline, excitement.

"Ok," I said as we crossed into his room. He tossed me onto the bed, crawling over me and immediately attacking my lips with his, his tongue pressing into my mouth.

I was grasping at him, feeling like he'd disappear if I let go. He had a strong hold on my hip, pressing me into the mattress as his hips rutted against mine. I moaned into his mouth and suddenly he pulled away and stood, putting his hair in a messy bun. His eyes were dark and the way he was looking at me was sinful.

"Take your clothes off, now." He said as he turned to close the door and lock it. He had never really bossed me around like this and it stirred something within me. Feeling uncharacteristically brave I decided I would tease him just a little.

I got to my feet despite my already shaky legs, and unbuttoned my pants, slowly sliding them down. He faced me, taking off his shirt, then his eyes landed on me- catching my smirk.

He raised a brow as if asking me if I was aware of what I was getting myself into. I just continued, toying with the hem of my sheer shirt before sliding it over my head, painfully slow. He reached for his belt, sliding it out of the loops and tossing it onto the bed. I felt my breath catch in my chest, but I kept my poker face on,

"If I knew any better, I'd say you were teasing me angel," He said as he unbuttoned his pants, sliding them and his boxers down his legs, his cock springing free into the air. I slipped my bralette over my head, "Do you know what happens to bad girls, who tease?" He asked, stepping closer to me and tilting my face to him with his pointer finger.

I shook my head, playing up my doe eyes. His hand dropped from my face and the back of his knuckles slowly brushed down my abdomen. He slipped two fingers into the top of my panties, shocking me to my core when he abruptly ripped them off,

"Bad girls get punished," He whispered into my ear as he tossed my panties down, grabbing my face, "You think that sounds fair?"

I nodded frantically, swallowing hard as my heart continued to race in my chest.

"Get on the bed, ass up." I quickly obliged, swiveling my hips partly as a show for him, and partly for the friction it caused between my thighs. This dominant side of him drove me absolutely wild, and I was so on edge to experience whatever he had in store for me.

"Please touch me," I begged from the bed, looking over my shoulder when I felt the mattress dip behind me. Danny was on his knees behind me,

"Mmm are you sure you want me to touch you?" He asked, a devilish grin on his face.

"Yessss" I whined, and as soon as the word left my lips his hand smacked down hard on my ass, causing me to jolt forward and take in a sharp breath. "Yes what?" He asked, rubbing his hand over the red sensitive skin.

"Sir! Yes-yes sir," I said breathily, gripping the sheets under me to keep me grounded.

"Good girl, now do you want my hand.....or my belt?" He asked, and without a second thought I gave my answer,

"Belt." I turned away, knowing I'd pull away if I saw it coming, just out of reflex. I heard the sound of the buckle clinking as he folded the belt into his hand.

He groaned from somewhere deep in his chest as he ran it down my spine slowly, watching me shiver from the sensation. I held my breath, ready for the impact I was craving at this point.

"You ready?" He asked, giving me and out if I wanted one.

"Mhmm" I was surprised how into this I was, I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter.

It slammed into the round of my ass, the snap of the impact mixed with my guttural moan filling the room. He briefly ran his hand over the welt before applying another blow to my other cheek.

"Fuck.." I groaned, this time I leaning my hips back into him, my legs and arms threatening to give out. He leaned forward, I felt his tip nudging at my entrance for only a split second before he abruptly slipped into me. I gasped as he bottomed out, leaning over me to where his chest became flush with my back, his hand wrapped around me and holding my chest as he steadied his breathing,

"I know Angel, I know" He said before biting into my shoulder and then kissing at the mark he'd left.

He was essentially holding me up at this point. He looped the belt under my hips, then he sat back up on his knees, holding each of the ends like reins, using it to pull me back onto him.

He started thrusting into me relentlessly, I had a death grip on the sheets and my face pressed into his pillow to muffle my moans. I knew at this pace and by how erratic his thrusts were that he wouldn't last much longer, and my legs were trembling as I grew closer to my end.

"You're taking me so well, cum for me" He said in a ragged voice, his praise and the breathy grunts coming from him making me come undone.

"That's it, just like that" he choked out, "So good for me"

He thrusted a few more times before I felt his warmth inside me, his stuttering breaths intoxicating. He tossed the belt onto the floor and gently ran his hands up and down my back as he slowly pulled out. As soon as his hands left me I collapsed onto the bed, completely and utterly fucked out. He knelt beside the bed and brushed my hair out of my face gently with a soft smile on his flushed face.

"I'll be right back" He said as he kissed my forehead, pulling the covers over me. I nodded, not sure I could form words right now. He slipped on his boxers and walked out of the door. I was exhausted, I had never experienced anything like that before, and I loved it.

After a moment, Danny walked back into the room. I took in his messy hair and the way the slight sheen of sweat highlighted every curve of muscle,

"Here, take this" He said, pulling me from my thoughts and handing me an aspirin and a bottle of water. He was right, I'd probably need it tomorrow.

"You always take such good care of me babe" I said quietly, sitting up just enough to take the pill. I noticed the dried blood still on his face from his brow and lip. "Will you bring me a wet rag?"

"Of course, I'll be right back." He walked off and came back. He handed it to me and I scooted over, patting the bed so he'd lay beside me. I propped myself on his chest, and watched his face as he realized the rag wasn't for me,

"Can I?" I asked, carefully caressing his face. His eyelids were starting to get heavy, but he nodded.

"Does it hurt?" I asked as I looked closer at it. They weren't deep, but they still looked painful.

"A little, nothing too bad" He replied as he closed his eyes for a moment. I blotted the blood away and tossed the rag into the hamper. Laying my head on his chest I inspected his face again, gently running my fingers over the bruise already forming on his brow bone. I moved my hand lower, just admiring him as I cradled his face with my hand. He turned his head and kissed my palm, "Rose, was that ok?" His eyes opened just a bit, looking down to me

"More than ok," I said as I moved up and kissed him deeply, he grinned as I moved back to my spot on his chest. "But you owe me a new pair of panties." I added, pinching his chest

He giggled, wrapping his arms around me, running his hands through my hair as we both fell asleep.

*******

My eyes remained closed as I held the sheets close to my face. I was so comfy, cuddled up in the sheets in Danny's arms. Our legs where tangled but even just shifting in bed told me he was wise to have me take aspirin. I was sore for more reasons than one. I wasn't complaining, it was worth it and every time I felt the dull soreness it gave me flashbacks to the night we'd had.

"What are you smiling about," I heard and slowly opened my eyes, Danny was peeking down at me through his dark lashes with sleepy eyes. The sun was peeking in through the curtain and gave the room a soft glow.

"You." I said simply, his lips curled into a soft smile as he pulled me tighter to him. I suddenly felt pain that I wasn't expecting in my arm and I hissed in a breath through my teeth.

Danny immediately let go and his eyes opened all the way. I pulled the covers down to reveal the bruise on my arm from where Aaron had grabbed me. I swallowed hard and tried to pull the covers back over it. Danny stopped me, leaning down and kissing it so gently I almost didn't feel it. My throat started stinging as I tried to hold back tears.

"I'm sorry, I wish I had gotten to you sooner" He said, laying back down next to me, putting a pieced of hair behind my ear before caressing my face.

"It's ok, the bar was really crowded and-"

"I'm not talking about just the bar, I wish I had found you sooner." He said, carefully pulling me closer, his lips pressing a kiss to my forehead and lingering there.

"I wish you had found me sooner too" I choked out before tears welled in my eyes. He held me close, rubbing my back as I sobbed. I thought I had moved on from this, but last night had stirred up old memories.

"You're safe, I'm never going to let anything happen to you like that again Rose." He said in a calming voice, "You deserve so much more than how he treated you. You're beautiful, and smart and kind and just-You don't deserve what he put you through. I plan on filling your life with so many new good memories that the bad ones fade away."

I pulled away and stared at him in disbelief, all he had just said, he was amazing. I felt my stomach flip as I realized what I was feeling, what I had to say, needed to say.

"I-I love you" I said, heart beating out of my chest.

He looked at me, his deep brown eyes going wide,

"I'm sorry it's so early I shouldn't hav-" I started rambling, he interrupted me, pulling me into a passionate kiss.

"I love you too."

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Lily Orchard Accusations Masterpost (response)

“Lily wrote pedo fic!”

This references an old fanfic called “Scars” that skewered and condemned the brony fandom’s romanticizing of abuse and their excusing of pedophilia. Was hosted on GDrive, and then angry bronies edited it to have underage sex scenes into it and reposted it to other sites under the name “Stockholm” using the same tactics they’d developed harassing a teenage girl for not liking their rapist Celestia comic.

Scars was written in 2012, discarded and disowned in 2014, and rebooted in 2018 to be an original story about trauma.

first lie. see EssenceOfThought’s video that include a clip of LO’s saying “i can’t do (a video) on Stockholm, i wrote that one.” more than that, there are multiple clips circuling around about LO talking about stockholm, showing fanart for it or referencing written facts that only ever happened on that series. @lilysstreaminghiglights​ has another bunch of clips of LO openly talking about her writing process behind stockholm and referencing ships she only wrote on stockholm. her character spectrum, that she still references to this day, was originally an OC from this fanfiction. it takes a lot more effort to believe someone misteriously wrote Stockholm (that is a long series of multiple fics, not just one) and pin it on LO than believe LO wrote it when she was an adult and doesn’t want to take accountability for it.

“Lily encouraged a friend to groom a minor!”

This refers to FireRose, an awful real person ship the Brony Analysis Community was encouraging that I was pressured to go along with under the threat of harassment. I was previously deluged with death threats by one of these people for not liking Team Fortress 2 and it had been to first time I had been harassed en masse so I was intimidated into complacency. I immediately denounced the people involved once I escaped from that mire of toxicity and fled. The only surviving relic of this is an old post on Josh’s blog, who naturally never reblogged the denouncement because duh. My blog itself was purged of all posts in 2018. After 5 years (this took place in 2013) I naturally didn’t think such an old relic would be dug up but I guess you should never underestimate the obsession of a stalker.

see EOT’s video for more references and screenshots proving this incident. nobody bullied LO into saying “they won’t be for long” when someone pointed out that the person involved was a minor. LO said that out of her own free will.

“Lily is a zoophile!”

A furry drew furry porn and blamed it on me.

refering to Patch. here’s a video of him talking about it, providing multiple screenshots of LO approving the art and paying for it. also includes Patch expressing that he felt pressured to be more and more sexual while interacting with LO because he thought that was the only way to be a good friend to her. “furry porn” also doesn’t fully covers what the porn actually was. it was a drawing of a bunch of dogs SA Evelyn, the OC of Lizzy that LO later stole, recoulered and barely changed her name when Lizzy mentioned taking possible legal actions since her character is copyrighted. at the time that these transactions were taking place LO would complain a lot behind Lizzy’s back about how sexually inactive she was and how LO wanted more sex from her. more on this later.

“Lily groomed a minor!”

A 16 year old got around YouTube’s age verification to access an 18+ stream and saw my boobs.

what she fails to mention is that she promoted a 18+ stream on a SFW channel and then failed to explain to said minor why exactly it was 18+. on youtube 18+ content can refer to sexual jokes, mentions of sex, LGBT+ issues or irl violence, but never porn. pornographic material, including naked bodies with the end goal of titilating anyone, are forbbiden so that 16 had no immediate reason to assume that LO would do that during stream. see EOT’s video for evidence.

“Lily abused her exes!”

I have three exes these people refer to. One of them emotionally abused me for years, raped me several times, and toyed with my head out of a sick need for control, and swatted me. Her actions nearly drove me to suicide.

Another allowed her mother to verbally abuse me at every turn without protest.

The third ended the relationship on a very innocent misunderstanding and we’re still friends.

i guess this is official confirmation that she isn’t on good terms with Carousel, who she brings up later.  in all fairness, the only one of her exes that has come forward with allegations of abuse (more specifically, emotional abuse, being pressured into engaging in sexual activities that she already said no to, which included drawing NSFW art that made Lizzy uncomfortable and LO still has to this day, and cheating) was Lizzy. but that doesn’t mean that she is the only person that has allegation of similar nature against her. Patch is one, @britts-galaxy-brain​ was another. they were both friends of LO and found themselves manipulated into giving in to her sexual demands.

“Lily suicide baited her ex!”

I was suicidal after my ex’s extensive abuse.

you were suicidal publicly on a platform where everyone could see it. Lizzy then called for a wellness check and LO has called that swatting ever since, adding up a story of being abused by the police but also saved by a convenient lesbian police woman who just happened to be there.

“Lily faked being trans to get in a lesbian’s pants!”

Putting aside the fact that this is blatant TERF rhetoric, I came out as trans two weeks before ending that friendship. And I’d already been in her pants years prior.

the mention of a “terf rethoric” is going to be really funny in a bit. but how curious she didn’t mentioned what friendship she’s talking about. maybe she doesn’t because then she’d have to admit that was @britts-galaxy-brain​, that they were still friends when LO came out, recieving full support from Brittany, and despite the multiple guiltripping and manipulation tactis that she attempted to do, while catfishing as someone else, LO never met Brittany in real life. the bringing up “been on her pants” is still a gross details that nobody needed to know. side note: i don’t actually support this theory either. i don’t think it does anyone any good.

“Lily dated an 11 year old boy!”

This was in 2003. I was born in 1992. He was a classmate. This accusation rose after I talked about my first childhood relationship in 5th grade.

this is the first time i ever heard of this claims. nobody cares.

“Lily dated a 17 year old girl!”

This was in 2008. Same story. I was the younger one in that relationship. This is why the dates events happened are important, people.

again, never heard of this before. i don’t know why LO felt strongly enough about these two points to bring them up before.

“Lily abused a fan for drawing her fanart!”

Said fan drew me in an extremely harmful way almost immediately after I made a post complaining about how people would draw me in that way. This fan was a long time viewer and knew this already. Though I apologized for lashing out and the fan apologized for doing it in the first place, said fan went on to harass me anyway.

see Opal’s video on this situation to get their side of the story. i saw it all while it was happening so i can confidently say this is all mostly lies. LO never apoligized to Opal nor Opal knew that her drawing would cause such a violent angry reaction because LO famously refuses to have a clear guideline of what kind of fanart she prefers. Opal did apoligized to LO, twice, and LO doubled down as many times she wanted to frame Opal as a awful person, all the while having blocked Opal. unless Opal was doing something behind the scene, they never harassed LO either and LO has never provided any evidence of this. the reason LO claims that Opal is harassing her is because they have two videos providing further evidence that LO did wrote Stockholm: 1, 2. the fact that she wants to framme Opal as a harasser  is because she doesn’t want to public to know about it. side note: Mangakamen also did his own video referencing the situation and pointing out how abusive was the response of LO.

“Lily groomed her partners!”

Both my wife and my ex girlfriend have been the subjects of these accusations. My wife is 29, my ex girlfriend is 22.

Lizzy and ginger were both 19 when you first dated them. ginger talked themselves about how they were a fan of LO since they were 17 and were quickly accepted on the “inner circle” of LO when reaching 19, which also quickly turned into a relationship. ask yourself why LO doesn’t bring ginger’s age up.

“Lily romanticized suicide!”

This refers to a story idea where two old women pass away within a week of each other.

lie. LO said that Rey would commit suicide after the death of her partner and, more horrifying than that, that she talked about it to the rest of her family and they all agreed it was a good idea. for weeks LO argued that this was very romantic and rey was old anyway.

“Lily holds lewd streams for her mostly minor audience!”

7% of my audiences are minors according to Google Analystics. The streams were age gated. YouTube requires an ID verification to access them. They are also no more raunchy than an episode of Family Guy.

7% is not 0 and as long there isn’t 0 you have no excuse not to think about them. the first stream where LO flashed the audience wasn’t age gated. Youtube requiring ID only happens in certain countries, from which she never clarified a majority of her audience comes from, not world wide. here’s a clip of her showing her personal spank bank on a stream that wasn’t age gated. here a clip of many followers of LO talking about how they followed her since they were minors. here a clip of LO disregarding people being uncomfortable at being shown porn. here a clip of LO trying to set up a irl meeting with a fan for sex. here is a clip of LO claiming she sucked her wife off during stream. here a clip of LO claiming to be completely naked while streaming. this is not raunchy content, this is encouraging a hypersexual environment where she knows children could be. other factoids that i couldn’t find a clip of so take with a grain of salt at your discretion:

-LO lamenting that she couldn’t flash everyone on stream because one minor mentioned being a minor on chat.

-one of the flashing incidents happened with MO, who did it too.

“Lily called a Jewish Woman a Nazi!”

I criticized the way Steven Universe bends over backwards to get along with fascists, a worrying trend many leftists are getting into. I never called Rebecca Sugar a Nazi. I called her a suicidal idiot.

LO made a almost three hours videos constructing the narrative that Rebecca Sugar is a nazi sympathizer and then offering a weak passive “i didn’t say that but i wouldn’t blame you if you did”, all the while misrepresenting the show, the character of Sugar and straight up lying to support her narrative. on her blog since then LO popularized the trend of calling SU a name that ties back to nazis.

“Lily doesn’t consider antisemitism worth talking about!”

After the 4 year long harassment I recieved for criticizing Steven Universe, I decidedly avoided talking about the antisemitic tropes of The Big Bang Theory and Harley Quinn, both of which have Jewish creators.

i’m not sure what she’s even saying here. SU also has a Jewish creator. what she said doesn’t work as a response to the claim either. the claim was “LO doesn’t really care about antisemitism” and LO defense was “no, i don’t, you’re right.”

“Lily hates women’s sexuality!”

I said Reylo was bad, straight women’s fixations on serial killers was bad, and that Bayonetta was Hideki Kamiya’s fetish fuel.

she also has erased the sexuality of bisexual women she doesn’t like by calling them straight and in some cases that they have “a straight woman’s taste on men.” the judging women for their sexuality is very much still misogyny, even if those women are straight and they like characters that you don’t.

“Lily hates sex workers!”

I said “Sex work is work.” I am also a former sex worker.

i have nothing for this one. 

“Lily fetishized black women!”

I dated a black woman, and then made a black OC that I thought was cool, and got excited about a few black characters that I also thought were cool.

LO also said that Hunter (a character she won’t shut up about) would be “inherently more interesting” if he were black. she made a comic where rey crushes exclusively on black women. even if none of this is enough to convince anyone of anything, LO still showed anti-blackness when she painted the black people who called her out for making them uncomfortable as vultures and stalkers not worth listening to during a stream. many of her claims are constantly debunked by her own streams. why do you all think she deletes them?  more than that, it’s pretty weird that the first thing she says to the claim of fetishization is that she dated a black woman. those are not mutually exclusive facts.

“Lily is racist!”

I have had a few slip ups in the past. I have apologized and made strides to do better. I have said many times I don’t begrudge anyone who is still angry about them.

she won’t blame anyone for being angry at her because of her “few slip ups”, but she’ll still minimize it on her “accusations masterpost”. if it looks like contradictory and like she isn’t really sorry it’s not for nothing. one of those “slip ups” was admitting to keep repeating a song that contained the n-word on it.

“Lily misgendered a trans person!”

This refers to Essence of Thought, a right wing Youtuber whose gender I was unaware of until recently. She came into my stream chat to hurl verbal abuse over me not taking her bullshit seriously and I said “Dude fuck off.” The chat then mocked her until she left.

here’s a clip of LO misgendering EOT during a stream and saying that she deserves it because she acts like a dude. anyone can see EOTS’s channel to see at a glance that she’s not right wing at all.

“Lily is a TERF!”

I don’t like the Q slur

queerphobia is part of the terf rethoric that before she thought was bad enough to ignore all together. but this one time she can spread part of terf rethoric because it’s LO and only LO is allowed to do that.

“Lily mocked a trans woman’s voice!”

I did the Valley Girl accent reading out one of Contrapoints’ idiotic tweets.

this is just an admission of transphobia. 

“Lily is faking her ethnicity for clout!”

I am a light-skinned indigenous woman who won’t provide evidence for her ethnicity to random white people on the internet.

a “indigenous woman” who has no connection whatsoever to the Nation she claims to be a part of, has any respect about their cultural practices or has even attempted to connect to other indigenous people outside of her own family before.

“Lily’s avatar is brownface!”

My avatar is lighter skinned than me.

this is her avatar as it is currently:

this is a selfie of LO: 

what do you think?

“Lily hates Japanese people!”

I said anime was shit.

LO also said that anyone who cares about Japanese culture or language has a fetish for it, and that the entire Japanese language can be entirely replaced by English without missing anything important.

“Lily generalized all anime fans as pathetic weirdos!”

That’s not a crime. Maybe if y'all weren’t so evangelical I wouldn’t think you were weird. Anime fans are like vegans.

i honestly don’t care.

“Lily has accounts on porn sites where she favourites shotacon!”

The only supposed proof of this is an account with a similar name to a TVTropes user that some people think is me because *checks notes* they edited my TVTropes page and didn’t fill it with all of the accusations covered on this list. Fun fact by the way, you’re actually not allowed to fill a creator’s TVTropes page with irl drama. That’s why it was locked lol.

LO fails to mention: 1- they were 3d rendering of not only shotacon, but many other material of worse nature. one of them involves what looks to be a irl girl naked opening her mouth and that picture in particular haunts me to this day. 2-those two accounts misteriously dissapeared very, very soon right after they were brought up to the attention of the public. one of them had reached 800+ favourite images before being deleted. 3- the account without the 3d renderings that Brittany discovered has been years in constant usage, but all activity on it stopped suddenly the moment she brought it up to the public until very recently.

“Lily hates south east asian people!”

I didn’t want to watch a video about Lindsay Ellis.

reference to a series of videos made by Xiran Jay Zhao with the collaboration of multiple southeast asian creators. the first video only mention Lindsay Ellis briefly but it’s actually about Disney and the way they handled the SEA representation on the movie Raya and the last dragon. LO just showed here that she prefers to hate more on a white woman than hear about what SEA people say about their own representation. similar to how she much prefers to hate on a white traumatized teenage boy that appreciate the afrolatina main character.

“Lily is fatphobic!”

I mentioned trying to lose weight a few times.

LO also thinks this is “thick”:

#lily orchard

[feelssogoodinmyarms]

Spring Awakening Fandom Tag

(By @winter-asleepening )

Doing this bc i miss springy wakening😔

1. how were you introduced to the show?

when i was really into hamilton in like 2016 jonathan groff was white boy of the month for a while and i was consuming all the groff content that i could and i came across that video of him talking about when he fucked up left behind. and then i listened to left behind and cried and read the wiki page and watched the obc boot and then i woke up here

2. Seen a production live?

yus i've seen 3

3. Dream role/character you relate to most

i've been in love with wendla since i laid eyes on her and i would die to play her. im obsessed with her, she's got so much more depth than people realize and that was cut during the transition from play to musical fuck you s*ter and i would love to bring that to my rendition of her. and i was also assaulted when i was her age, i was also suicidal, i was also confused af and my mom was not helpful, i also wanted to be loved so badly, i just see a lot of my teenage self in wendla. i related to her so much when i first saw the show and that's a big reason i got so obsessed with it.

4. Favorite male character

prob moritz or hanschen. they are 2 sides of the same dramatic ass coin. they also have daddy issues and are gay like girl me too.

5. Favorite female character

all of them? wendla holds a special place in my heart but like. there is so much to love about all of them even anna and thea who we know almost nothing about have the building blocks of great characters. i've always loved combining what we know about the characters from both the musical and the play to make more complete characters especially because s*ter cut so much of the girls characterization bc he's a sexist pos fuck you and i def do that with anna and thea.

6. Deaf West Revival or Original Broadway Cast?

dwsa for life but obc walked so they could fly

7. Favorite song

AAAAAA probably touch me just cuz it's soooooo pretty

8. Least favorite song

probably woyb bc im heterophobic and melchiorphobic

9. Favorite quote/line

musical: "giving yourself over to someone else? defending yourself endlessly until finally you surrender and let heaven break over you? i just put myself in her place. and imagine"

play: "won't you come visit me in my dreams now and then? i'll welcome you with outstretched arms and kiss your breath away"

10. Favorite TV performance

dwsa touch me on seth meyers i have to watch it daily or i get 1 level of exhaustion

11. Favorite cast member(s)

i can vouch that kathryn gallagher is cool as fuck cuz i met her at a ben platt concert but j groff and jgj seem pretty cool. alex wyse and jbw seem unhinged i think i could hang with them. smf and katie whoever are so talented i wish she wasnt an anti vaxxer. andy mientus attacked me with a candelabra just like riff raff did to rocky😔

12. Favorite cast member moment

when josh castille followed me back on instagram when andy mientus, kathryn gallagher, and josh castille covered sex by the 1975 and all the videos the cast made on various social media platforms

13. Do you write fan fiction?

unfortunately

14. Do you make fan art?

i have made 3 fan arts that i don't think i have anymore

15. Do you cosplay?

i am too poor

16. Don’t do Sadness or Blue Wind?

both bitch

17. Word of your body or the Reprise?

reprise cuz i love gay ppl

18. Touch Me or My Junk?

bothhhhh

19. Explain the song of purple summer

vague hope ig? like "the adults have failed everyone but we're all 15 and will be adults soon so maybe we'll be ok" with flowery language

20. Explain the song of purple summer (wrong answers only)

ilse and mulchy took acid to see their dead friends

im tagging @dwsavideos and anyone else who sees this and is into spring awakening cuz idk if any of my sa mutuals are still active😭

#spring awakening #dwsa #deaf west spring awakening #fandom tag

[dannythedog]

At my job (I’m a therapist) we talk a lot about love languages and how everyone has a giving and receiving language. It’s heavily assumed that Josh’s giving language is physical touch. He does it without even realizing it, but I think he’s receiving language is actually words of affirmation. My mind goes to the video from SA when a fan complimented his voice and he got the shyest of smiles on his face. We know from an interview earlier this year that Josh has some anxiety before shows still and we know he and Jake both have ADHD. Both of these cause a lot of doubt in a person because you’re either questioning everything or you’re so impulsive that you question yourself after the fact. I think Josh feels most loved when he’s been affirmed and reassured that he’s not too talkative and that he’s doing great and making the right decisions for himself. If that makes any sense.

Stop this is so sweet he’s the most precious man ever I love him

#my asks #simp saturday #greta van fleet #gvf #josh gvf #josh kiszka

[throwingmetothelions]

Hi same anon that sent that long post about coming back into the bandom. I in no way want to or intend to drag anything up in case anyone that was actually impacted by anything these people did comes across this. With that said, I was really into Motionless in White big time when I was initially in the bandom, so coming back into the sphere and learning that two member are gone was wild. If I remember correctly, one left because he wanted to (?) while the other turned out to be another band creep. And I was also into BVB so again, coming back and seeing a member gone was wild especially after finding out why.

With all that I’m always so nervous to get into new bands now, which sucks

If I ever did answer a question and it was potentially triggering I do trigger warnings, and I place the info under a cut so it can’t be seen unless they want it to be. For example …

TW: Talks of SA, CSA

Yup. One left because he was a massive ass gross ass p*do. He groomed so many underage people over tumblr and snap. He also wrote in detail the things he wanted to do to his band mates publicly and his own family members as well. He made a half assed apology just to delete it. Still uses social media and still blocks people that call him out.

Unfortunately, I don’t follow the member that left (Josh Balz) because HE follows multiple IG accounts that the predator has. A few of MIW’s crew still follow him as well so I don’t support those individuals. Chris did say when asked about Balz, “I blame myself,” and that was it. Not our business what happened, but Balz and the band had their reasons. There were actually a few other members/subs that left but that was ages ago and they’re kinda irrelevant.

As far as BVB, I remember bits of drama from over the years but I was never a fan of their music aside from a single song so 😭

#auntievrants

[sinners-go-to-drink-the-wine]

Wait, may I ask what happened with Mac Saturn? Want to know if I should continue to support or not?

one of the members of Mac saturn; Jeff/"Jive" was talking to a gvf stalker fan; ann_a_bugah on twt and giving away details and locations of Danny {link to screenshots}

and he outed josh to various people, but I can't find the post so if anyone has those screenshots please link.

and there are SA allegations against him. (again, if anyone has links please add.)

#mac saturn #not technically gvf #asked #letters from the author #let me know if you want an anon name

[cecexwrites]

So I finished Shiny Happy People and- damn. I learned quite a bit from it and my heart broke for all the exIBLP members who spoke out for this documentary.

If you're thinking about watching it, the triggers are basically what you'd expect if you know anything about The Duggars, Bill Gothard and IBLP in general. Child abuse, SA, Josh Duggar's everything, incest, religious trauma, Financial Abuse. It's all bad.

Also I love Fundie Fridays so seeing Jen as one of the talking heads was great.

[heyyitza]

The Wilds S3 Inside Man Speculation

Hi, yes, hello. I was actually never planning on posting anything The Wilds related. I was perfectly content just being part of the fandom from the outside. But, I finished the show last night and as I was sitting earlier today taking my exam, this wild thought came to mind. BTW, I don’t know if anyone has come up with this yet because I haven’t really scrolled through the tag so apologies if someone already came up with this.

I think the inside man might be Josh. Hear me out.

There’s no way in hell Shelby is the inside man, especially given the fact that we were shown she already started questioning the whole situation with Fatin right before they were extracted. She also made sure Leah knew she knew the whole situation was a setup. There’s no way in hell she would then backtrack and become Gretchen’s operative when she was trying to discreetly help Leah try and break them all out.

Also, the show has already shown us that they’re willing to use camerawork in order to mislead the audience. Back in season one, they showed Dot speaking with Gretchen, making it seem like she was the other operative apart from Jeannette, when the finale revealed it was actually Nora.

Also, the women have already had two operatives aware of the entire situation, albeit one of them died hours after landing on the beach. This makes me believe the operative is going to be a guy: Josh.

Now, I know y’all are probably like, “huh? Josh” yeah, I know. But I’ve been thinking.

Regardless of whether or not you like the guys, they were pretty fucking incredible with keeping Josh’s sa quiet because they promised him that they wouldn’t talk about it. They were so good at keeping it quiet that Gretchen and co. we’re freaking out most of the season trying to get the missing Day 15 information because they believed it could destroy their whole experiment.

And, if it weren’t for Josh, the boys could have most likely been the reason it would have gotten discredited.

And now you’re probably also asking, “if it weren’t for Josh what?”

Now, I say this because of that one montage (I think it was the second to last one, don’t @ me though) where Gretchen was talking about motherly instincts and all of that shit. The scene where we see her holding a bowl of gummies and walking into Josh’s room. When she walks out, almost all of the gummies are eaten and she has a million dollar smile.

I don’t know if anyone else thinks this, but I believe that Josh most likely told her about his sa, especially when she was asked what happened and she said something along the lines of “male problems” or some shit when talking about why the boys failed (FYI that’s such a fucked up way of calling sa, especially since not all assaulters are male).

Josh is… Naive? Gullible? We saw on the island he was willing to do what someone asked of him (cue the scene of Kirin telling him he failed his test of being independent). Gretchen knows this. And she can very much use it against all of them.

She can very easily manipulate him into thinking that what he’s doing, cooperating with Gretchen and telling her everything the group is doing, is to help out the group or whatever sick, demented way she can twist her logic.

Now, we know Seth’s bitchass is the other operative (can’t wait to see Kirin beat his ass again in season three when they all find out), but it’s just way too obvious to make him the only operative. Especially not when the boys and girls are finally together. There has to be another one. That’s why I think it’s Josh.

Obviously, this is all just theory and speculation. It would also be fucked for her to make both Josh and Seth the operatives, especially since she knows what happened, even though technically the operatives shouldn’t know who the other one is in fear of blowing the whole operation up.

Also, Josh could very easily fold when pressed for questions, but I don’t know, maybe the island changed him. I did notice a shift in demeanor in him when he was having his interview.

But it’s a thought. Let me know what you guys think.

#the wilds #the wilds amazon #season 3 speculation #josh herbert

[twwpress]

Briefing #17 - October 16th - October 22nd

Welcome back to the Weekly Press Briefing, where we bring you highlights from The West Wing fandom each week, including new fics, ongoing challenges, and more! This briefing covers all things posted from October 16 – October 22, 2022. Did we miss something? Let us know; you can find our contact info at the bottom of this briefing!

Challenges/Prompts:

The following is a roundup of open challenges/prompts. Do you have a challenge or event you’d like us to promote? Be sure to get in touch with us! Contact info is at the bottom of this briefing.

Trope Soup: A Josh/Donna Tropes Fest is open for prompt submissions and claims. Fics were revealed on Saturday, October 22. The collection remains open to submissions. Learn more here.

The October 20 prompts in 20 days are up on Tumblr.

Big Block of Cheese Day is celebrating its one year anniversary with October’s prompts. 

 Photos/Videos:

Here’s what was posted from October 16 - October 22.

Allison Janney posted a photo from the Academy Museum Gala.

Allison Janney posted the trailer for her upcoming film, The People We Hate at Weddings.

Janel Moloney posted a photo of her son’s Flobsters.

Rob Lowe posted a photo of himself on a motorcycle taken while filming 911 Lonestar.

Richard Schiff posted a photo with The Good Doctor co-stars Freddie Highmore and Noah Galvin.

Donna Moss Daily: October 16 | October 17 | October 18 | October 19 | October 20 | October 21 | October 22

Daily Josh Lyman: October 16 | October 17 | October 18 | October 19 | October 20 | October 21 | October 22

No Context BWhit: October 16 | October 16 (2) | October 17 | October 17 (2) | October 18 | October 18 (2) | October 19 |  October 19 (2) | October 20 | October 21 | October 21 (2) | October 22 | October 22 (2)

@JanelMilfoney: October 16 | October 17 | October 18 | October 19 | October 20 

@down_brad_: October 16 | October 16 (2) | October 17 | October 18 | October 19 | October 20 | October 20 (2) | October 21 | October 22

Edits/Artwork:

#JOSHDONNA: mastermind by @EditsbyLu/@thehellisL [VIDEO EDIT]

#JOSHLYMAN: everybody agrees by @sinistercherubs [VIDEO EDIT]

 Creator Spotlight:

Each week, we will talk to a fandom creator and interview them about their work and their process. We’ll also give you the opportunity to ask them questions, too! Want to be a featured creator? Find us via one of the methods listed at the end of the briefing!

This week’s creator is @thefinestmuffin on twitter and thefinestmuffins on ao3. You can find the spotlight on tumblr or on twitter.

 This Week in Canon:

Welcome to This Week in Canon, where we revisit moments in The West Wing that occurred on these dates during the show’s run.

Season 1, Episode 5: The Crackpots and These Women aired on October 20, 1999.

Season 2, Episode 3: The Midterms aired on October 18, 2000.

Season 3, Episode 2: Manchester Part II aired on October 17, 2001.

Season 4, Episode 5: Debate Camp aired on October 16, 2002.

Season 5, Episode 4: Han aired on October 22, 2003.

Season 6, Episode 1: NSF Thurmont aired on October 20, 2004.

Season 7, Episode 4: Mr. Frost aired on October 16, 2005.

Editor’s Choice:

This week, we’re featuring some fics related to the episodes that came out this week in years past!

Season 1, Episode 5: The Crackpots and These Women: 

let me give you pinky promise kisses by fleurfemme | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | Josh can't live with the guilt. Donna can't live without knowing how it would feel to kiss him.

“I’m not going to be brave,” he told her. “If something bad happens.”

“You don’t have to be.”

Voices of His Better Angels by nubianamy | Not Rated | Jed Bartlet/Leo McGarry | Complete | While the rest of the senior staffers eat chili, the President attempts to fix Leo's marriage.

to remember or to forget; by LookingForShadows | Rated G | Josh Lyman, Joanie Lyman | Complete | "What do you do with the memories of someone who's gone?" Josh thinks of his sister.

Season 2, Episode 3: The Midterms: 

sacred new beginnings by JessBakesCakes | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | But now, he doesn’t need her anymore – or he shouldn’t, anyway. So she’ll go back to her apartment, and he’ll go back to work, and things will go back to normal, whatever the hell that means.

There’s something about that idea that makes his stomach churn.

Season 3, Episode 2: Manchester Part II: 

Insomnia by orphan_account  | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | Deleted scene from Manchester Part II. Josh can't sleep, so he goes to bother Donna.

Season 4, Episode 5: Debate Camp:

Maybe She Always Knew the Ending by IDreamofAJ [archived by westwingfancentral_archivist] | Rated T | C. J. Cregg/Toby Ziegler | Complete | Maybe she never really wanted him.

Season 5, Episode 4: Han:

getting caught up in a moment by payback16 | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | He looks up from the files on his desk and sees her leaning against the doorway, shrouded in soft light, a gentle smile playing at her lips, looking like she belongs there. Here. With him. It settles something in his chest.

or: donna ties his bowtie and promptly unties it

Season 6, Episode 1: NSF Thurmont:

all we know is don’t let go by mikaylawrites for defendingtheearth | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | Donna nods, but a tear slips down her cheek. Josh reaches for her, wishing he weren’t wearing gloves so she could feel his skin on hers. She grabs his hand with both of hers, clutching onto him with surprising force until the anesthesiologist puts her under and her grip slackens. He watches her eyes close, unable to tear his gaze from her face.

The last thing he wants to do is let go of her hand, but one of the nurses gently tells him he has to leave. They guide him out of the room, and the moment the door closes behind him, Josh knows.

He’s in love with Donna.

In which the events of the Gaza arc bring Josh and Donna together rather than drive them apart (and Donna’s mental health gets the attention it deserves).

Season 7, Episode 4: Mr. Frost:

does she mouth “fuck you” forever by JediAnnieScrambler for claudiasjeancregg | Rated T | C. J. Cregg/Toby Ziegler | Complete | he tells her. she doesn’t want to hear.

 Fics:

Presenting your weekly roundup of fics posted in the tag for The West Wing on Archive of Our Own. If you are so inclined, please be sure to leave the authors some love in the form of kudos or comments. Be mindful of posted warnings/tags for each story.

Josh/Donna

if you were in an accident by helsinkibaby | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

Books, Board Games, and Bow Ties by mlea7675 | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

Congresswoman Lyman Meets the Press by mlea7675 | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

leave what's heavy behind by WitchyPrentiss | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

OMG! They Were Roommates! by WitchyPrentiss | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

How Will He Find Me by Shinyrosa | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

Let’s Go Home by Shinyrosa | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

we are a wave of white noise by flowersinapril | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

darling, so it goes (some things are meant to be) by mikaylawrites | Rated M | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

You Deserve Better, Baby. by casliyn for thefinestmuffins | Rated M | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

got my heart set by fairwinds09 | Rated M | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress the kinktober drabbles by flowersinapril, hanyolo | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

the moon’s never seen me before (i’m reflecting light) by JessBakesCakes for thefinestmuffins | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

what the head makes cloudy, the heart makes very clear by phos3 | Not Rated | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

Jed/Abbey

out, out damned spot by jazzjo | Rated G | Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet | Complete

Miracle by imperfectirises | Rated M | Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet | In Progress

Wait For Me by imperfectirises | Rated M | Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet | In Progress

Inauguration by AndAllThatMishigas | Rated M | Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet | Complete

Other Pairings/Gen Fic

enumerated powers by jazzjo | Rated G | Evelyn Baker Lang & Christopher Mulready, C. J. Cregg/Evelyn Baker Lang | Complete

(taught me) how to fail by jazzjo | Rated G | Evelyn Baker Lang/Christopher Mulready | Complete

it started off with a kiss... now it ended up like this by imawkwardlysoc | Rated G | Sam Seaborn/Original Female Character | In Progress

The Language of Tomorrow by silasfinch for justdreaming88 | Rated T | Ellie Bartlet/Original Female Character(s) | In progress 

We’re Not Done Yet by krazykitkat | Rated T | Danny Concannon/C.J. Cregg | Complete

Figures of Speech by Darsynia Rated T | Toby Ziegler/Original Female Character | In progress 

You’ve Got Time by youvebeenlivingfictional | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Reader | Complete

Pieces Form the Whole by eowyn_of_rohan | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Sam Seaborn | In Progress

Multiple Pairings

The Short List by mlea7675, Spybaby47 | Rated T | Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet, Alexandra Bartlet/Logan Huntzberger, Donna Moss/Sam Seaborn, Danny Reagan/C.J. Cregg, Helen Santos/Matt Santos | Complete

rewrite an ending or two by jazzjo | C.J. Cregg/Andrea Wyatt, Danny Concannon/C.J. Cregg

31 Days of Halloween by sam_writes_fics | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss, Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet, Josh Lyman/Sam Seaborn, C. J. Cregg/Toby Ziegler | In Progress 

Not Quite the Parent Trap by eowyn_of_rohan | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss, Ainsley Hayes/Sam Seaborn | In Progress

air force ones by rearviewmirror | Rated T | Zoey Bartlet/Charlie Young, Josh Lyman/Donna Moss, Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet/Leo McGarry | Complete

Red, White, and Boo by fleurfemme (Scream crossover) | Rated M |  C. J. Cregg/Toby Ziegler, Josh Lyman/Donna Moss, Dewey Riley/Gale Weathers, Ellie Bartlet/Sidney Prescott | In Progress

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#the west wing #tww #tww fandom #tww fic rec #weekly press briefing #josh lyman #toby ziegler #cj cregg #donna moss #sam seaborn #jed bartlet #abbey bart #leo mcgarry #josh/donna #cj/toby #tww rare pairs