#like i cant be the only one whos sorta made uncomfortable by how quickly we jump onto transmascs trying to articulate their own oppression

[self-h-rmageddon]

i feel. like bad? i need to get it off my chest!!!!

soo. okay i

i avoided my friends for like.. almost a month i guess. 22 days, the only reason i know that is cuz she counted. i didnt think she would, and i feel.. so much conflict. im avoidant when she brings it up, i dont wanna talk about it cuz i know she wont like what i have to say

she got drunk one night, like *really* drunk and she shared with me some pretty real feelings she probably wouldnt have otherwise. it hurt me, but i know she was hurting too. she *insisted* i speak about it, like. VERBALLY, anyone who knows me knows i fall short there. i

things have just been the way that they were for so long, i guess when it changed it was jarring maybe? ive been the loser. we're all losers, but i was the only one in my entire friend group who didnt have other friends outside of said friend group, but now i do!! and it makes me feel so happy, that i have so many friends i love so dearly yknow? but it makes me feel bitter that she doesnt like that

do you know how embarrassing it was? anytime i THOUGHT i had something good, id go and ramble happily about someone who i didnt realize id be LOSING in the next few months. embarrassing, shameful! but not this time

i guess me talking about it made her feel scared, but it upset me, because she got really upset when i told her i love all my friends equally.. i guess she didnt wanna hear that someone i met less than a year ago could be someone i love as much as her, which i get. i get how it sounds, but its not like that!! i love them UNIQUELY. she brings me things they dont, they bring me things she doesnt, im content and balanced and thankful for all of it

i handled it. poorly, i feel like i handled it poorly but i dont blame myself too much, im not known for this skill i guess. she started crying and it? it was like a joke at first but she was emotional cuz of the alcohol and it very quickly became not a joke, its the first time ive like.. heard her cry? and i felt bad that it was my fault and i really dont know how to comfort someone like that, its not a social skill i have upfront!!! over text its easy to collect my thoughts, but verbally? too much mental energy is being used on holding a conversation alone. but i also dont feel bad because its not WRONG for me to love my friends equally, i dont blame her for how she felt ofc

i didnt think i mattered so much to her, i guess. but she told me about it, and it made me... uncomfortable. like, TERRIBLY uncomfortable. thats why i did it, why i started focusing somewhere else. i came back suddenly, they were in the middle of playing a game and it felt so.. alien? like. it made me feel sick, this is my HOME and i felt like a stranger almost. i know 22 days isnt so long, but. idk, ive tried to keep in better contact, we are playing the games now, as we should!! but the truth is that after knowing it hurt her when i talked about my other friends, i just.. stopped talking about them, but i do things with them EVERYDAY, thats my day!! if i cant talk about them, i have nothing to say i guess

its bittersweet, ive sorta gotten back to being the unhinged loser they enjoy having around ig but i still dont talk as much as before, i dont want to because i dont wanna hurt her yknow? im HAPPY. im happy, so happy

she said she felt ashamed feeling the way she did, said she hates that shit but its still how she feels, i dont blame her. honestly?? its giving bpd like MY PERSONAL OPINION... with the way she described how she felt about me, i think shes one of us but. that adds a whole other layer, the discomfort i felt, is that how i make people feel? when im obsessed with them? when i feel like i cant exist without them? it feels so wrong to say things like this, shes my best friend, ive known her for years.. its just. we dont do emotions, i guess? and i think thats wrong of me cuz she expressed that she wanted it like that, she wanted to be open and vulnerable, and i didnt like it!!! we can do it over text sure, but.. sit and talk with me? she dmed me the other day saying like 'dommm we should vc, i wanna get drunk and have therapy again while you give me good advice'. i ignored her text, on purpose. usually its NEVER on purpose, if i dont respond you can bet like 100% i clicked the message, read it and then went back to what i was doing because i was distracted, or i have a really bad tendency of THINKING my replies and not actually sending them and being like yep. social interaction well done. but no, i ignored it on purpose. anytime she asks us "guys, yes or no..." i say no, cuz i know the question is if she should drink or not. i know she'll still drink anyways, i just leave early, pretend my new sleep schedule is the reason why, pretend im tired because it makes me uncomfortable still

im not good at it!!! i cant give her what she needs like THAT.. i cant have her sit there and tell me all her problems and cry, i CANT because i dont know how to handle it! like i genuinely have no idea how to handle that at all. over text i could probably manage just fine, but she wanted me to sit there, wanted my camera on and everything.. i felt like i really? i mean i TRIED, i did my best, i listened to her, i can always do that.. the problem is she wants advice, you will not get advice from me if im forced to physically speak. so i just feel like i let her down, yknow? i dont know

ive backed myself into a corner probably, im too scared to be open cuz she tends to forget the things she says when shes drunk, so maybe she doesnt remember telling me how she feels about me? i guess theres an added layer of discomfort, because like. when we were 18 i think? she drunkenly confessed that she had a crush on me and it felt really.. ive never seen her differently for that, you can absolutely trust. shes my best friend and i never pushed her away despite those feelings, i just had to tell her i didnt feel the same and it never came up again, and we've been fine! but, knowing how she feels about me now? it makes me uncomfortable because of that, its hard to describe. idk its a lot of mixed feelings!!!! nothing i could ever tell her, probably

and it made me feel horrible for all the times ive ever talked fondly about my friends, or the times i was breaking down so badly over them that i had no choice but to cry and wail in my channel, knowing literally only one of them probably would respond (which was true, they talked me thru it a little bit). thats where our emotional talk ends. i dont want to be emotional with someone i know physically, it stresses me out!!!! yes i love you so much, you are my entire world!! ill kiss yr hair and hands and we can cuddle, we can spend a whole day together and go out to eat, we can sit at home and play games, we can do all of it! but.. online its easy, im words on a screen. physically?

i hate to feel GUTTED. i hate feeling vulnerable, i hate feeling EXPOSED. that first time i went to therapy for fucking GENDER DYSPHORIA and our first session was *wasted*, wasted because i had to tell my mom that i wanted to kill myself. sinking in my stomach. all those times ive had traumatic response to them fighting, the fucking scars because of that, the times my family have seen the scars. IM TIRED imf ucking tired, i hate to feel that way. i hate being exposed i hate having my heart on display i hate it all!!! i hate someone knowing something about me, i wont let myself be pressured into sharing trauma and details, i want it SECRET. share yr trauma with me, thats FINE, but its like. idk i wanted that call to end to fast, it was completely out of my comfort zone and i feel GUILTY for that. im averse to change, i really hate change actually. i made a whole post talking about our dynamic and how i adored it, and then it was sorta flipped on its head? i stopped playing that little dragon game on roblox cuz i was playing that while we were talking and anytime i fly around looking for chests, the memory of that conversation comes back to me. i want to forget

we fit like a glove, we're back to how we always have been when we talk, but.. she mentioned it the other day. thats how i knew i was avoidant for 22 days, she told me she counted. i felt bad, cuz i hoped she wouldnt notice. i couldnt think of anything to say, other than "well.. i was monster hunting idk man" and she sounded upset with me when i said it. we moved on quickly but. im not made for that. what did she want me to say? whatever she wanted, i clearly didnt say it. idk i just feel lost, feel stuck and the worst thing?

i dont want to be exposed to anyone but them. like THATS the thing, maybe if i didnt have them then id be fine with it, but.. it makes me uncomfortable, feels like betrayal. they can see that side of me, no one else can because i dont WANT anyone else to. i trust them, i feel safe enough to be vulnerable around them, its a big step for me and one that i dont take lightly. its not her fault i dont feel safe, and lord knows i trust her!!! its just.. different. opening up is hard, i feel more.. understood? i guess you could say. idk its just. hard to describe. i love my friends so much, but my friendships are all UNIQUE and thats why i love them. talking to either is fulfilling!!! incredibly, in very different ways but still!

idk it just sucks i guess, it makes me sad that me talking about my happiness is a sore spot for her, ive never been happier in my whole life!!! but i know it probably hurts her that it wasnt her that gave me that happiness. theres nothing i can do about that!! she makes me happy in another way, one exclusive to her. we are so sillay in vc, its FUN i have so much fun with her, but i think that.. maybe by telling her that a while ago, i fucked up. i shouldnt have told her she was my BEST best friend, i shouldnt have i just get.. natural tendency to tell people what they want, avoid conflict.

it feels like it established an accidental conflict, one no one else knows about. did i make her think i loved her more than my friend? or my other friend? like it makes me sick, but you cant just BACK TRACK. i cant just say actually? like i love them also yknow. cuz that would hurt her probably, its like im fucked no matter what!!! sure we ahve good chemistry in vc, the best chemistry in that whole friend group when vcing, but? i used to refer to one of them as my spouse like. MUTUALLY, we were married platonically okay. the other one? i love him so much hes so silly and . GRGR like. i just hate this idea, but its all my fault it exists. no backbone. i love my friends EQUALLY. i have a lot of love to give everyone, it would hurt me so badly if i wasnt loved equally, thats why i love the way i do. i even told her, im INSISTENT with it. i refuse to love inequally, it would hurt people and i hate that!!! but. i hurt her regardless, its. IDK man its a lot im just airing this out, she'll never see this, none of them will. good

we can move on from this, we mostly already have. im just scared i might have to put my foot down a bit, and tell her that it made me uncomfortable, i dont want to put her in that situation but if we get there then we get there. we'll be okay im sure

#this is super long im just. need it out #idk how much sense this is making but #its. the whole thing is really mixed and complex alright its like neither of us is in the right #but neither of us is inherently wrong its #too much for my brain unfortunately

[doritoprincess]

ngl i get that it’s a bit of a touchy subject for a lot of trans women on here but at the same time i cant help but feel a bit uncomfortable with how quickly we seem to shut down transmascs trying to come up with terms for their own feelings of oppression because we seem to have a knee-jerk negative reaction to certain terms

#like #i understand that ‘misandry’ isn’t an active axis of oppression in the same way misogyny racism and the like are #but at the same time i cant help but think we’re clinging so tightly to the idea that misandry is a term only used to silence women that we #inadvertantly end up coming off as majorly condecending to transmascs who may use that word to describe thier own oppression #and this isnt even to say that i disagree with some of the points i see other trans women make about this #like yeah transmisogyny is sort of the core where most transphobic and terfs are aiming at #but at the same time i see people getting really angry and defensive about transmascs ‘tone policing’ trans women and its like #idk dont you think what we’re doing right now is sort of tone policing? #like i cant be the only one whos sorta made uncomfortable by how quickly we jump onto transmascs trying to articulate their own oppression #by going ‘you cant use that word because it takes the framing of our opression away from us who are more oppressed objectlvely’ #idk man i feel like were just sorta looking for ways to not have to think about how transmascs or really even other cis men feel about stuff #and ive never really found that to be a good way to initiate discourse #idk man ive kinda seen this floating around as a Discourse Topic and its been making me think about stuff #anyway you shouldnt reblog this but ill leave the replies open in case anyone has anything to chime in with that i may be overlooking

[sweettodo]

TUTOR ⟿ KATSUKI BAKUGO X FEM!READER [pt. two].

Includes : thigh riding, slight smut, swearing.

Word count : 2584 - tried writing more of a story type thing, read part one of you want, or don’t. It’ll just add up more if you read pt 1

••

I drag my feet down the boys dorm hallway, my head fuming and my hands trembling from anger. I cant believe I have to do this shit. I’d rather watch grass grow.

I hesitate knocking on the door, my fist just in the air centimeters away from the door, I sigh and finally knock.

“Oh- Hi y/n!” I’m almost relieved it’s Kirishima at the door instead of Bakugo.

“Hi Kirishima, Bakugo here?” I drag, he nods and widens the door to let me in.

I walk in and stand there like a ditz in front of Bakugo, who’s wearing sweats and a sweatshirt. He looks at me with bug eyes. “Well look at what the cat dragged in.” He cackles, I roll my eyes and make myself comfortable, plopping down on the couch and placing my bag on the coffee table.

“Just do your thing please.” I mutter, taking out my notebook, chemistry packets and a pencil. An eyebrow raises, he smirks, cracking his knuckles and propping his elbows on his knees.

“Do my thing? Matter of fact, why are you here?” I scoff and it takes me every bone in my body to not get up and leave. But I needed to be the bigger person. I needed to act like a good girl.

“Can you-“ I take in a sharp breath of air before swallowing my pride, “can you help me?” Kirishima practically jumps out of his skin, he’s absolutely blown away in fact.

“Someone pinch me; this cant be real!” He exclaims, I roll my eyes and Bakugo smiles, standing and grabbing his bag, walking up to me and sitting down on the couch.

“Kirishima you can leave for now.” He shoo’s his friend away.

“Sure bud, I’ll be back later, bye y/n!” Kiri dismisses himself and leaves.

“You didn’t come to class today? I hope you don’t get me sick.” I state, he opens his laptop and glances back at me.

“You just love hearing yourself talk don’t you.” He crudely says, “I’m not sick, I just didn’t want to go to classes today.” He mumbles.

“Very studious of you.” I mutter under my breath.

“You want me to help you or what?!” He shoots.

“Alright- Jesus.” I retort.

I pick up my notebook and wait for him to pull up slides that he’s gonna help me with. The air in the room was tight. It was like if I made a sudden movement something catastrophic would happen. I was uncomfortable, I couldn’t quite tell how he felt.

“Here we go, you should start writing; what’s due this week for you?” He asks, he looks at me and watches as I shuffle through my packets. This was all late work. I was in shambles.

“This.” I hand him a worksheet about Ions.

“This is easy shit y/n,” he reads the questions out loud, “first, do you know anything about ionic compounds?” He asks.

“Uhh- I know a little.” I scratch the back of my head, he lets out a little grunt and snatches my pencil from my hand.

“Fine, let’s work on the periodic table, answer these two questions- the ones about reactivity.” I nod my head and start writing in the lines. “Let me read it when you’re done.” He sticks his hands in his pockets. This was the first time we’ve shared words in a very long - long time.

A few minutes pass, I feel somewhat okay with what I’ve written, I hand him the paper and he reads it, his eyes moving along the paper while I gnaw at my bottom lip in anticipation, I was almost nervous about what he was gonna say. My heart was slightly pounding, I was getting hot.

I slip the white sweater from over my head and looks at me in question, judging eyes staring at my white button up, watching me wipe my hands onto my arms.

“It’s sorta okay, just write more about why Calcium is more reactive.” He says quietly, returning the paper to me, I grab it and continue writing. The room was quiet.

“Here- is that-” I quickly stop myself.

“Is it what?” He responds, slowly taking the paper from me. ‘Oh my god’ I repeat in my head.

“Is it what?” He repeats, I gulp in embarrassment.

“Is it okay?” I mutter, a smug look curls onto his mouth, he leans back into the couch, my cheeks are overtaken with a pounding hot feeling.

“Looks fine to me.” He declares, I take the paper from him and stick it in my folder.

••

With his laptop sitting on his thigh, his body centimeters away from mine, he reads and teaches me everything I’ve missed; the hour since I arrived was moving smoother, he reads, I write, he has me answer the questions on the assignments.

His body radiated a welcoming warm, this past hour he inched closer to me; in result, keeping me comfortable while I sat pretty in my skirt and knee highs.

“Alright answer this and show me when you’re done.” I take the paper from his hand and begin writing. I don’t notice him peering over my work until I’m interrupted, “no, erase that.” Bakugo’s leg is now touching my own, his right hand grabbing my pencil from my hand and erasing a sentence, his wrist applying pressure against my thigh and I look at him, he slowly brings his head up to look up at me.

We stare at each other for a few moments, my heart once again pounding out of my chest, my throat completely shut. The tension in the room could cut, I couldn’t name what I was feeling.

His hand grabs the paper and the notebook that sat under it, the computer now in the table, still maintaining eye contact, I had never seen this side of Bakugo. He tosses it on the table, inches away from my face, something clicks.

His hand grabs the collar of my shirt, pulling me forward, I suck in a breath, my eyes widened and I look at him, he looks down at me into my eyes for a split second before enveloping me into a kiss. Our lips move in sync, my head tilted to the right while his hand hangs onto my collar.

My ears grow hot, my hand slightly trembles and the air in my body is completely gone, that’s probably why I felt so dizzy.

His hand hesitantly makes its way to the small of my back, pulling me closer to his body, my leg slightly on top of his thigh, he pulls me further over his thigh. One of my legs somewhat dangling and the other folded into the couch pressed against his own.

Either leg was around his thigh, I knew where this could head.

The kiss was so deep it was almost like that’s what we needed; this was so passionate I hadn’t even had this with a boyfriend.

My eyes were shut, his tongue rolling against my own, I let him deepen the kiss; myself doing the same.

The area between my legs throbbed. I tried to stay as still as possible over his thigh, knowing if I moved I would regret it.

His hand drops from the collar of my shirt, moving to over my thigh, his thumb caressing over my skirt while he gripped my leg.

I pull away for air and look down at his thigh which held me, I start to stand but he stops me, pushing me back onto his hard thigh, the action made me yelp, my already sensitive clit screaming for more.

He looks at me, his lips swollen and slightly purple, I lean back in and he bites my bottom lip, sucking it while looking at me, I was internally screaming.

He pulls back and yanks my hair back, my head gets forced back while he kisses behind my ear and down my neck, one of my hands was pressed against his chest while the other kept me still on his thigh.

“Baku-” I’m interrupted my his hand pushing my thigh down harder, the only thing protecting me from his sweatpants being my underwear; which was a joke. He had to have known what this was going to do to me.

“Bakugo.” I mewl, his hand slowly releasing my hair and I look at him, he had that smug smirk on his face.

“Bakugo- I’m going to ruin your sweatpants.” I mumble, trying to stand again, he does the same thing as before, finally getting a whimper out of me.

“What if that’s what I want?” I stare at him with wide eyes, he now has both hands on my waist, his grip tight as he creates a friction between me and his thigh; I gasp.

“I thought you hated me.” I retort; he bites his bottom lip.

“I do.” He chuckles, bouncing his leg twice, my mouth drops open.

“I wish I could say the same for you though, do you hate me y/n?” His hands slowly moving me back and fourth over his thigh, I bite my lip, my face in a twisted lust.

“I do.” I pant, he raises an eyebrow.

“If I lift you off of my thigh right now, is it gonna be soaked?” I thank my skirt for covering his thigh for the time being.

“Shut up. I hate you and you fucking know it.” He smiles and attacks my lower neck with bites, i unbutton a few buttons of my shirt, ushering him to go lower, I couldn’t have everyone put two and two together.

He leaves hickies all over my boobs, his leg slightly bouncing in the process, I was a mess. I didn’t know I was this weak willed.

“Bakugo can you leave anymore bruises?” I sarcastically ask, he pulls back and whispers into my ear.

“Do you want to cum on my thigh?” I swallow hard and keep quiet.

“Well, if you keep bouncing I might have to.” I chuckle, his cheeks grow pink from my response.

He grabs me and throws his legs onto the couch, “ride my thigh.” He purrs. I lean over him, my arms thrown over his shoulders.

“I don’t want to ruin your pants.”

“Really? I want you to fucking soak them.” That’s all he really needed to say to me, I slowly grind against his thigh, he kisses my jawline and little whimpers are being thrown out of my mouth.

My shirt half unbuttoned, my hands on his chest, he watches me in amazement while I unravel against his leg.

It didn’t take long for me to come close to orgasming; breathing heavy, staring at Bakugo while he watched me grind against his leg for his own pleasure. “How close are you?” He asks.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” I giggle. He smiles and we start making out again, messily making out didn’t help my cause, the hot coil in my body builds up pressure before exploding, my thighs quivering, my head drops to his shoulder and I twitch, my body washed over with heat and tingles as I breathe heavy into Bakugo’s shoulder.

“That was fast.” He states.

“Don’t talk to me right now.” I pant, the pressure of his thigh making me continue twitching, I didn’t even want to see his leg right now.

“Funny for you to say that after you just used me as your toy.” I muster up energy and courage to bring my head up, my hand landing around his throat, his mouth opens into a smile. I only tighten my grip, my fingers turning white.

“And I’ll do it again. You’re a useful toy.” I tighten around his throat, he bites onto his bottom lip, his head slightly tilted back. I lift up over his thigh.

“Spit in my mouth.” My eyes widen, I send him a evil smirk, he really wanted me to do this to him? Was he serious?

“Yeah?” I ask, he sends me a ‘mhmm’.

I let spit roll off my tongue and into his mouth, his mouth open, allowing me to do this sin.

I lean back down and kiss him, this was hot. I needed to stop now before I decided to go all the way with him. I’d go back to hating him later.

*knock knock*

I gasp, jumping off him, only getting a glance at his completely soaked thigh. Buttoning my shirt so fast I even surprised myself at how fast I did it. He throws his legs off the couch, standing and walking into the bathroom. I see the spikey red haired man walk in and I smile.

“How’s studying?” He asks. I shrug.

“As good as it can be, I’ve only wanted to kill him a few times.” I wink, he laughs.

“Wheres the bastard anyways?”

“I- Uhhh, bathroom.” I answer, seconds later, Bakugo walks out with basketball shorts.

“What are you doing here?” He asks, plopping farther away from me on the couch.

“I said I’d be back later, we still have to work on our project.” Kirishima tosses his bag down onto the table.

“Why is your lip purple? Did you two fight?” He steps close to me, examining my face, I blush.

“Yeah I punched her in the face for being a dumb bitch.” Bakugo growls.

I stand and start packing up my things silently, I needed to get back to my room and look at myself in the mirror besides anyone sees me.

“I’ll be going, see you Kiri!” I quickly shout.

“Yeah! See you at dinner!” ‘Oh fuck! Dinner!’ I pound my fist into my head.

••

“No no no!” I whine into the mirror of my bathroom, my bottom lip had an uneven purple bruise; this is what I wanted to avoid. I begin unbuttoning my shirt, a plethora of purple bruises all over my chest.

“This piece of shit!” I shout; i head to my dresser, swinging it open and finding a sweatshirt, this must do for now.

••

A sweatshirt and shorts is what I walked into the cafeteria wearing; walking side to side with Momo and Mina, we all chat and get our dinner.

“Why is your lip so fucked up!” Kyoka shouts once we sit at the table; there the issue blossoms.

“Oh my god! I didn’t even notice!” Mina bellows, rubbing her finger over my chin, examining me. This is terrible.

“You’re causing a scene...” I mumble, beyond embarrassed, more of the girls were staring.

“That only happens when-”

“Hey! Shitface!” I look to my right and see Bakugo, wearing the same as when I left him.

“What the fuck do you want?” I spit, the girls fall into immediate silence.

“You left this.” He grumbles, why would he do this right now.

“Yeah right.” I snatch the paper from his gross hands and he walks away.

The girls stare at me in utter shock. They weren’t stupid, they immediately caught wind of what just happened.

“Did you two fight?!” Tsuyu shrieks.

I’m speechless, it feels as if everyone’s eyes are looking at me. Why couldn’t I get mad like usual? Where was my defense?

“Yes! Jesus! There, are you guys done?” I grit. “I’d kill him already if I wouldn’t get in trouble for it!”

Did I mean that?

I quickly shove food down my throat; not even finishing it all before I stand and quickly leave the cafeteria. I needed to get my priorities straight. What the fuck just happened to me.

#anime #bakugo x female reader #bakugo #lime #mha #mha bakugou #katsukibakugou #bnha bakugou #bnha #slight smut #smut

[ff-imagines]

General headcanons: salty tofu

I saw a man so beautiful I started crying?

• baby boy.... baby boy....

• salty having a crush on you is... gonna make things difficult for both of you

• he’d rather walk a mile barefoot over legos that are actively on fire than admit he has feelings for anyone

• so as a result he’s... very defensive and quick to end your conversations

• he’s essentially the third grader who’s mean to you cause they have a crush on you lol

• honestly it doesn’t take much to break down that wall though

• even the most basic kindness has him looking at you differently

• but he’s still gonna be high and mighty about it lol

• “don’t you have other duties? Or is this you submitting to being my toy?”

• “I don’t need your attention. Go find someone else to dote on.”

• proceeds to get sad cause you’re not paying attention to him

• you’re gonna have to make the first move, baby boy is a lil bit oblivious when it comes to romance

• and general social interaction

• the second you do, his walls come completely down and he’s a big ol’ cuddly softie

• he also drops the whole toy thing pretty quickly when he sees you’re not happy with it

• “Oh? Do you want to be my toy forever? ... Eh? Why is your expression so unsightly? ... Darn it, okay I was wrong, I won't call you a toy again... So... smile.”

• gets frustrated super easily over small stuff

• most of the time it has to do with people making him feel uncomfortable, or hurt

• he likes to pretend words don’t hurt him, but they really do.

• sometimes if he’s hurt enough, he’ll tear up

• he’s got a sorta hiccup-y cry, his throat locks up making it hard to talk, and he hugs himself tightly. Sometimes he’ll wipe at his face to get rid of the tears.

• if you tease him or poke fun at him for crying he’ll loose his shit

• he can dish out teasing, but he cant really take it in return, especially when he’s vulnerable like that

• but he’d also never tease you for crying either, he mostly just starts feeling angry at whatever made you cry

• “salty you can’t fight a tv screen” “W A T C H M E“

• the best way to cheer him up when’s he’s sad/grumpy?

• be needy

• he likes that you rely on him, even for small things like a hug

• another quick way to get him in a good mood?

• spa day!

• face masks, bath bombs, cucumbers on your eyes, diy manicures, he loves it all!

• his favorite bath bomb is black with just enough glitter that it’s not excessive, and it smells like apricots

• he can’t really relax unless he has some kind of white noise, so you both take turns picking a music playlist

• on days where you just can’t come to an agreement on what to play or who’s turn it is, you both just settle on the 24 hour lo-fi stream.

• likes the water skin boilingly hot, so good luck lmao

• sometimes sits across from you in the tub and just chills, but mostly prefers to have you back against him as to two lean back and enjoy the smells and feeling of the water.

• likes manicures, but can’t paint his nails well himself without making a mess on his fingers

• his hands are just a little shaky as a default, so hes gonna appreciate any help he can get

• won’t admit it tho so you’ve gotta being it up

• “hey maybe we should do each other’s nails!” And run before he does yours

• he also loves getting his hair played with

• there have been times where he’s actually fallen alseep while you messed with his hair because of how relaxed it made him

• he doesn’t like messing with makeup as much

• don’t get me wrong, on himself he wings eyeliner so sharp it can stab someone

• but on someone else? His hands are twitchy as ever and he’s too worried about stabbing you in the eye

• he just sticks to styling your hair

• he’s not absolutely phenomenal with hair, but it doesn’t look bad either, and he tries his best.

• as time goes on he’ll get better with it, and his styles will slowly get more and more impressive.

• chews on his tongue piercing somtimes when idleing

• also he talks a lot, that causes the metal to knock against his teeth somtimes

• because of that his teeth are a little sensitive, so he doesn’t like ice cream or any cold food that much cause like.... ouch

• prefers marzipan and punishingly dark chocolate

• plays his guitar often, would love if you did too!

• if you don’t know how to play very well, for your sake and his, don’t ask for lessons from him.

• he won’t be mean to you, just light teasing

• but his patience level is -18393024 so uhm

• he’s not a very good teacher :(

• he’ll try!

• he can help you with a few chords, but frankly?

• he’s not only been doing this for a long ass time, he’s also just naturally gifted when it comes to music and pitch recognition

• so if you take a while to get it he’s just gonna be “????? Why confusion this easy ?????”

• he tries his best but eventually just sighs and pulls out his phone to play a YouTube tutorial lol

• if you’ve not already got piercings, he’d love to see you with some!

• if you asked about getting them he’d at first tease a little about you wanting to be like him

• then he’d tell you basic care etc cause he’s not a healer, he can’t really help you if you get infected

• he gets really upset to see you in pain so he kinda dotes on you a lot, getting a piercing does nothing but encourage him to make sure you’re doing ok.

• honestly he’s cool with whatever you wanna do, don’t want piercings? “That’s fine, now listen to three days grace with me I’m bored”

• honestly is very laid back when it comes to hanging out with you alone.

• he trusts you with everything he has, why have worries when you’re right here?

• he likes to talk, but he enjoys just sitting in comfortable silence with some kinda white noise just as much.

• literally anything you want to do, he’ll go with you

• not without complaints, but he’ll go

• you don’t even really have to warn him either

• “ I wanna go hiking up an active volcano” “aight lemme grab some snacks and some bug spray”

• normally doesn’t really have a ‘schedule’, just kinda goes wherever. He lives day by day, making time for his basic needs.

• on rare days he’ll drag you around town looking for something to do

• but for the most part he looks to you for plans and schedules because he legit can’t be assed what you two do as long as he’s doing it with you.

• he kinda has this weird thing with math

• that being that he’s freakishly good at it

• it’s just another thing that he just gets

• he also knows that he’s good at it and he’s pretty proud of that

• will be beaming if you ask for help with any kind of math

• will also be proud if you ask him for help with really anything

• gives the classic “ what, can’t handle it yourself?” line and then immediately gets whatever you need done

• very much likes to hug you

• very very much likes to hug you

• his fav is wrapping his arms around you from behind, and if you’re short enough, placing his head on the top of yours. If you’re a bit on the taller side, he settles for your shoulder.

• but there is one thing he likes more than hugs

• cuddling!!!!

• “tonight, I want to hold you as you fall asleep~”

• and he definitely means that.

• he sleeps on his side, only on his back if he’s tired enough to pass out immediately, never on his stomach as it makes him feel weirdly queasy.

• he loves when you’re on your side facing him, and he’s got you in an arm prison.

• tuck your head under his chin and he’ll actually melt into a puddle

• he’s always very warm but he has this weird tick where no matter how hot a room is, he thinks it’s cold

• “cold...” “salty it’s 94 degrees” “c o l d . . . ”

• cuddling with him is pretty pleasant as long as you don’t get hot to easy, cause he piles on the blankets and curls into you like you’re a fire on a -27 degree night.

• honestly when it comes to you, sweet tofu is obsession, salty tofu is possession.

• don’t get me wrong, he’s not keeping you on lockdown

• but he gets jealous very easy lol

• of course more reasonably, he’s not gonna be crying while holding up your phone going “WhO tHe FuCk iS mOm??”

• it’s more that if you’re in public and someone’s gaze lingers just a little to long

• he’s got an arm around you pulling you closer to his side and he’s glaring

• he might be your living teddy bear, but he knows how to make himself look very menacing

• he doesn’t like random strangers talking to you, mainly because he doesn’t know them and therefore does not trust that they don’t have bad intentions

• “He was asking for directions to the chip isle salty” “didn’t like the look in his eye” “he was 15” “and”

• he finds the stories you bring home of being hit on or asked out off putting, but he mostly laughs, saying “did they really think they had a chance with what’s mine?”

• he feels safer knowing that not only will you turn down others flirting, but you’ll openly laugh with him at that person for even trying.

• it’s an ego boost, but it also makes him proud of you for being able to stand your ground.

• but... if someone ever makes advancements toward you on front of him?

• oh no.

• The fool. The buffoon. They have no idea the absolute hell they’ve just unleashed upon themselves.

• he has no qualms defending you with actual violence

• if the time ever comes where he turns his back for a few minutes and comes back to see you looking uncomfortable while some person is trying a little too obviously to flirt with you?

• beat someone’s ass mode: engaged

• he’d come up beside the person and just grab onto their forearm with one hand, the other hand is at his side in such a firm fist that his palms are turning white

• he’s squeezing them punishingly tight as he leans close to their face and asks what the fuck they think they are doing

• safe to say the creep is no longer bothering you.

• poor baby kinda stands for a bit and just pulls you tight into his side, shaking his head and muttering about how shameless some people are

• call him your knight while he’s muttering, it’ll catch him off guard and you’ll get a rare blush from him

• just take him home and cuddle the teddy bear. His poor heart can’t take the thought of some gross stranger taking you away from him.

• the only reason for his jealously is because of his insecurities.

• “what if one day I’m not enough?”

• those thoughts happen less and less as he spends more and more time with you.

• you’ve only proven that you’ll stick with him till the bitter end.

• with your love, and his rock playlist at full blast, can’t really ask for anything else.

#food fantasy #food fantasy x reader #ff salty tofu #salty tofu #ff salty tofu x reader #salty tofu x reader

[jimin-and-things]

Home pt.2

Pairing: Yoongi×reader

Warnings: none

A/n: Y'all it took me a hot minute to finish writing this and it kinda sucks, but here I am, publishing it anyways

It's been over a week since you've seen him.

You've been so busy with trying to unpack and get acquainted with living in the new house. You wanted to talk to him, sure, but you were scared, what were you gonna say? You couldn't just go up to his house and knock on his door. So maybe you just had to wait for the right moment.

You had your first day of school a few days ago, it wasn't terrible, but it's highschool so you can't expect it to be amazing. The teachers were decent and the clubs seemed pretty fun, you might go to a few but minus that, the kids seemed like assholes. You had no friends at the new school yet and you didn't plan on making any. No one seemed to want to talk to you and you were completely fine with that. But this meant that sadly, you had to eat lunch in the bathroom, it really wasn't that bad though. It meant you had some time to think about everything and it gave you time to do homework.

You were sitting in the stall eating the last of your chips when the bell rang, you shoved everything into your backpack quickly and began walking to your class in the chaotic sea of people walking in the hallway. You head to your locker to pick up your Biology textbook and thats when you feel a set of eyes on you. You shove the textbook into your backpack and turn around to find the eyes that are staring at you. The eyes were dark, like they could stare into your soul from across the busy hallway. Yoongi, you knew those eyes. You could stare at them all day but before you could head over to him, he simply gave you a small grin and with that, he disappeared into the dense crowd. You frown and scold yourself for not going over and talking to him sooner but with that you head off to your bio class.

"Did you not hear me ms.Y/l/n?" You jolt up quickly raise your head off your desk, shit, you must've been daydreaming again, but you quickly snap back into reality when you see your teacher starting you down with an irritated look, "I...I'm sorry, I was just..-" he cuts you off, "daydreaming? Well not in my class, keep your head out of the clouds" and with that he turns around and continues writing to write about genetics on the whiteboard. You groan and try to pay attention to what your teachers writing but your mind can't help but wander off again.

Once the bell rings, you race off into the sea of people in the hallway that just want to go home. You don't waste time to stop by your locker, you just want to go home and sleep. You finally make it outside of the school and thus begins your slow walk home. You've only taken a few steps when you hear someone calling your name, you turn around and you feel the person bump into you, making you drop your phone to the ground. "What the hell??" You stumble backwards and wipe your hands on your shirt and you can hear the person who collided with you apologizing profusely. When you look back up you see that it's Yoongi and he is holding your phone out to you, "Yoongi!" You hate that you just blurted that out, it made you sound too excited, considering that he just made you drop your phone. He chuckles and once you grab your phone from his hand, he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, "well hey atleast the phones not broken" you let out a small laugh and smile up at him after you examined your phone for any scratches, "So did you need something or..." You both continue to look at eachother before he breaks the silence, "Oh! Yeah I was wondering if...if maybe...I could walk you home?" He looks down at the ground nervously rubbing his hands together, and you're glad he is because you don't want him to see how your eyes lit up, "Sure, I'd like that, it would make up for knocking my phone out of my hands" you smirk at him and he lets out a soft laugh.

You two begin walking when you both hear someone shouting Yoongi's name, when you turn around you see a girl walking over towards him, she's gorgeous, she's extremely pretty from head to toe. You've seen her around school but you don't know her name, but you know enough about her to know that everyone loves her. She strides towards Yoongi and when she's standing in front of him she sticks out her bottom lip and does a pout, you hate it, "Yoonggiiii,  where are you going? I thought we had plans today?" She gets closer to play with the bottom of his jacket.

"Right...I uh...look, I'm busy right now, just let me walk y/n home and then I'm yours for the rest of the day okay?" He sighs and gives you an 'I'm sorry' look. She pouts even more and her eyes make their way over to you and you swear she gives you a death stare that could rip you to pieces but you try to remain calm and you glance at Yoongi, "Sure, I guess you can walk her home but just be ready for tonight" she gives him a quick peck on the cheek and she walks off, when she walks off he lets out a big sigh almost as if he's been holding his breath. He doesn't say anything and just starts walking off and you have to speed walk to catch up to him.

You two both continue walking side by side in an awkward silence, "so what was that all about?" you wanted to break the silence but you thought it was a stupid idea to bring it up again, but that's exactly what you did. He chuckles awkwardly, "She's not my girlfriend or anything like that if that's what you were wondering, she's pretty, sure, but can I tell you something?" He has a playful smile on his face, "sure" he lets out a sad laugh and sighs, "I don't even like her that much, I have no clue what I'm doing, I feel trapped almost" then why stay around her? you give him a sad look, "then why did you even make plans with her tonight?" He gives you a quick glance as you both continue walking, "well she more or less just said we were hanging out today and then she walked away before I could have time to say no, so here I am" he sighs and he has a defeated look on his face. You feel bad for him, how couldn't you feel bad for him? You try to lighten the mood and you playfully bump into his shoulder, "Well let's look on the bright side, atleast you don't have to see her right now, you're with me!" He has a big smile on his face now and he chuckles, "Yeah you're right, but I really don't know that much about you...how about we play a game" The playful glint returns to his eyes and he's smiling, "hmmm, sure whats the game?" He pretends to think really hard for a moment until he opens his mouth to speak, "Well it's sorta like 20 questions, we can ask eachother whatever we want, unless the question makes you uncomfortable of course" you think about it for a second then you nod your head, his smile grows wider, "Alright I'll go first, hmm, why did you move here?" You laugh, "Really? Why did I move here? I thought these were gonna be juicy" He grins, "Well this is just a warm up question" he stops walking and you turn around to see him smirking at you, "we're just getting started here" you can't help but blush, he looks too handsome with that smirk on his face, you look at the ground and continue walking, clearly flustered by what just happened. You hear Yoongi chuckle behind you and he catches up to you, you both continue to ask eachother questions for the rest of the walk.

Talking to Yoongi is amazing, it puts your mind at ease. You almost forget how beautiful the scenery is around the two of you. You guys walked home the long way so you could talk longer. You are walking down a dirt path thats right in the middle of a forrested area. The rocks are overgrown with moss and theres a small creek flows by the two of you and it goes into a pond that is inside the park not far from here. The sky is grey and is swarming with clouds but the sun still shines through and theres a small gust of wind blowing through, making the leaves blow onto the path and fly through the air. Its a shame that you're almost home though, you don't want this moment to end.

"I can't believe you haven't seen that! It's one of the best movies ever!" Your laughs fill the cold air, "Well it's not my fault that no one ever wants to watch scary movies!" He chuckles and you two both walk up the stone steps that lead to your front door, "Alright well then I'm gonna sit you down one day and make you watch it, you have to watch The Shining!"

"Sounds like a plan to me, how about we do it this Wednesday? You can bring the movie over to my house and we'll watch it, just you and me"

You're staring up at him now with your mouth agape with wide eyes, you know you look stupid but you cant help it. He wants to hang out with you. You give him a hopeful smile, "Really? You want to hang out...with me?" He stares at you and his eyes get smaller because of the big smile plastered on his face and he chuckles, "Of course I wanna hang out with you, this walk was pretty good, it makes having to hang out with Taeyeon after this alittle more bearable"

His expression softens a bit and there's a look in his eyes that you can't read. You two share a look and you stay like that for what seems like forever. The buzz of a phone breaks the silence between the two of you. Yoongi takes his phone out of the pocket of his jacket and when he sees who the notification is from you hear him curse under his breath and sighs. He types out a quick message and with that he puts the phone back into his pocket and he grins at you one more time, "Duty calls, it's time for me to await whatever torture Taeyeon has planned for today" you laugh softly but a part of you hurts, a part of you wants to reach out for him and keep him all for yourself, but you keep your nonchalant posture, "Alright drama queen it can't be that bad, go have fun" you playfully hit him and he chuckles as he begins walking away, "Stop by my house at 4 for the movie, and don't trip on your way there this time!" You can hear the teasing tone in his voice by the end of his sentence and you roll your eyes and try to hold back the smile forming on your face, "It was a one time thing! Let it go!" And with that you turn around and unlock the door to your house.

The first thing you do when you step into your room is find The Shining and place the Dvd on your nightstand. As the sun begins to slowly set, the sky becomes shades of orange and pink. You do your homework while the sky goes from light to dark and before you know it, stars begin popping up throughout the sky. It's taking you so long to do your homework because your mind can't help but wander off, Yoongi is the one thought that's been crowding your mind. You can't wait for Wednesday to roll by, you're honestly just happy that you can call atleast one person your friend in this town so far

#bts #bts jhope #bts jimin #bts jungkook #bts v #bts suga #bts rm #bts seokjin #fanfic #bts fanfic #yoongi

[yvvaine]

A Meta on Madness

Here’s the thing with Targaryen madness. Most weren’t just born raving mad.  They developed it. Some as early as childhood, others well into adulthood; sometimes even instigated by some event (like the Defiance of Duskendale which affected Aerys II Targaryen’s madness). Grand Maester Phycelle even commented how Aerys had been “a good man. such a charmer....” until he became obsessed with his dreams of “fire & blood”. 

It seems that that is the commonality. Fire & Blood. And also obsession. Most of the “madness” starts out as personality traits, like unchecked outbursts and impusliveness. Some form of violence (during said outbursts) develops shortly thereafter. Mixed in is usually a god-like self-image and some personal obsession / quest. Also paranoia. Delusions and hallucinations, for the most part, dont develop all that fast. Theyre “charming good men” with hot heads, and that slowly escelates, little by little until it begins to snowball. Again, some earlier than others. 

But obsession seems to be reaccuring throught all the circumstances. 

They fixate on something (Fire & Blood, religion, beliefs, etc) and take it too far, and the more they do, the more obsessed they become, the more the ‘madness’ seems to set in. 

King Baelor the Blessed was overzealously obsessed with religion and purity, to the point that he starved himself into an early grave because he believed that food is of this world, and the material world is sinful.

Prince Aerion Brightflame, son of King Maekar and nephew of the Prince Rhaegel. Aerion killed himself drinking wildfire, believing it would turn him into a dragon.

Visery’s ‘madness’ (mostly outbursts, paranoia, and cruelty), according to Daenerys at least, was linked/instigated to a somewhat traumatic event; the selling of their mother’s crown. My guess is that he was old enough to be traumatized by the events that sent them into exhile, put all his hopes and dreams into that crown, idolized it, and losing it was kind of the final push. 

Madness ≠ Certified Crazy Person

In fact I dont even really like the term madness, because it denotes that the Targaryen in question is 24/7 insane. And dont get me wrong, some def are. But in GRRM’s world their ‘madness’ is MUCH more subtle than that. Its pathology is almost like a disease. And people can live with the most terrible diseases for quite along while and work around it/not have it effect them. As a Certified Sick Person myself, I know that particular lesson more than quite a bit of people (thanks autoimmune system!) Id say. Look at diabetes! People can live with diabetes and not have to cut their foot off or die (like the olden days) with the right amount of lifestyle and personal choices. But untreated, without proper checks and balances, symptoms get worse, other manisfate on top of one another.  To say they have the “Targaryen madness” is not a black and white issue, because their “insanity” is not as simple as : “that persons obv crazy and that persons not!!” You cant equivicate mid-story/life Daenerys with late-in-life Aerys. Its a cultivation of symptoms over years. Theyre not at equal points in their life to one another; obv shes not blinded by “KILL THEM ALL” attitudes yet. 

Early-in Life Aerys (perhaps a better parallel to Daenerys’s timeline) was: 

“...while not being the most intelligent, nor the most diligent of princes [I wonder who that sounds like? Cough Mereen] he was described as having an undeniable charm. He was generous, handsome and resolute, although somewhat quick to anger. [SOUND LIKE ANYONE. A good heart? Beautiful? Determined and passionate? SOMEWHAT quick to anger?] He was also vain, proud, and changeable, traits that made him easy prey for lickspittles and flatterers.” 

The last part is more up for debate but Dany does think quite highly of herself and is VERY proud. Shes also reminded frequently of her amazing-ness, as well as her beauty, which would bloat anyones ego. And while she realizes the difference between blatant kiss asses (“People used to tell that kind of thing to my brother”) she also prefers those that agree with her or her line of thinking and suck up to her. Shes kinder to those that fall into step and bestows greater favor on them in that moment (even when the person in the room disagreeing is a “friend”). 

“As he grew older, Aerys became increasingly jealous, suspicious and cruel, prone to furious outbursts.”

I think a lot of readers and show viewers see this increasingly “bratty” quality to her character. Even when her anger (toward the slave masters for instance) is morally and technically VERY justified (Personally I hate this POV, as I’m someone whos decided to dedicate my lifeswork to human rights law, so decidely I am not for cruel racist individuals. Moreover, I dont think many people, if there is any at all, who believe in dark!(or just a generally darker)dany are racist and pro-slavery - which is something i see stans misguidedly clapback with often in the face of criticism) her “justice” becomes all she see’s to disastrous consequences, including crucifying those that shouldnt have been.

“My father spoke out against crucifying those children. He decried it as a criminal act but was overruled. Is it justice to answer one crime with another?” - Hizdahr zo Loraq, S04E06 “The Laws of Gods and Men” on Daenerys crucifying his father because of the status he was born into.

She also seems to be developing more and more paranoia. “Betray me and I’ll burn you alive.” (obv betrayal should be punished WHEN IT HAPPENS, but like, shes already imagining scenrarios and felt the need to say something, ie paranoid). The entire beach tantrum and her turning against her ally and HAND Tyrion because she was upset at their(shared) battle failures. And while its great that she doesnt want to be the Queen of Ashes, in her right mind, in moments of anger and fustration she constantly has to be talked down from burning cities. So increasingly more worrisome. 

Shes also increasingly fixated on ‘the iron throne’. As her obsession grows....

Sorta like: Aerys in his youth. 

So while duh, shes not batshit insane like her father was right before the end of his life, people forget, her father wasnt “bad” or “mad” till his later years either. Comparing the two (her father right before he was killed and Dany now) is like comparing a seed to a flower. Same material and DNA. Same circumstances / needs the same to grow (unchecked symptoms like their anger and obsessions). But ultimately different stages in their lives, and as such different consequences and attributes. 

GA (and Stans)‘s Short-sidedness

The “Mad Dany” theory mostly comes from people woh dont neccisarily see dany as stark raving mad like Aerys Burn Them All Targaryen (i know, shocking) but rather see this similarity (past face value cough cough), and see the parrallels between young Aerys the Charming Good But Slghty Tantrum-y Tararyen with Dany now, and made educated forecasts in what that means for future-Dany based on her current arch. The same Dany who is increasingly obsessed with conquering an entire ass continent that shes held up as a symbol and put all her hopes and dreams of ‘home’ into (kinda like the way Viserys did with their mothers crown)  (also a continent that she knows nothing and hasnt bothered to learn anything about). She has no plans on creating a democracy or dispersing power to try to mitigate her faults because shes completely fucking blind to them. She plans on sitting on that uncomfortable ass stupid metal throne and being uncompromising because shes not a Politician shes a QWEEN  #fuckcompromise #fuckdiplomacy #fuckpeace #bendtheknee #ammiright :))))) Meanwhile dancing on really thin ice that could any minute crack under her, and the more it cracks the faster it makes new ones until it snowballs quickly out of hand and suddenly it snaps and kills you. Only shes queen in this scenario with two resusable nukes at her disposal so in this case its not just her but the entire country that drowns.

 Politics is a long game. We - in the real world - choose a leader who is not just best for us in the now, but who will create a better future for our children, and their children, and so on. 

Dany is not a good, stable bet. I originally meant to do a short sassy one liner about this but then I got on a soapbox and started getting all philisophical and now this could literally be my senior thesis its that long. (My apologies!) Im also know where near finished with this so this could maybe be Part One? 

#anti-daenerys #anti daenerys #anti targaryen #anti targaryen restoration #aerys 2.0 #mad queen no. 2 #got meta #mine

[anonymousminimouse]

This post is very important, please stop scrolling and take a moment to look at this

This is a call out post about @harrisontheweirdone AKA harrisonbuttergem (and also known as Lost Dreemurr on discord)

Let me get one thing out of the way, This is my first time doing anything like this, and I’m not doing it for the drama uwu or to get people to go after this guy, its simply to warn people to be careful when talking to him. Please do not go after him, simply block and move on, Maybe even reblog the post so people can see this another thing: there is no order to the things I point out other then when they first started happening in our or my friends conversations

Also warning: the following subject deals with: - Mentions of NSFW - possible abuse? don’t quote me on this - mentions of rape - Death threats

OK LETS GO

Let me add: this guy is an adult, both me and my friend are minors

so, me and one of my best friends @green-eyed-eevee really got involved with this guy when he joined one of my servers and the second he joined something seemed very off about him, I had known the guy for years and he joins my server asking to be called “royal pronouns” which is They/Them? Now, I know for a fact this guy is cis male, i even asked him about the royal pronouns at one point and he just kinda blew it off

Seeing his response, as a nonbinary made me feel kinda upset, but I didn’t think it was really worth sharing with anyone until now.

As time went on, He started to talk about NSFW in my SFW server full of minors, Constantly “forgetting” that fetishs are considered NSFW

every time I’d warn him he would either A. Play victim, or B. type at me in ALL CAPS and say things like “jesus fucking christ”

Also, sorry to jump off topic but, GOODNESS he asked me and my friend to draw him NSFW stuff multiple times for him (for free, might i add) The reason we agreed to do it half of the time was because he knew something we didnt want getting out to the rest of the world, so he was sorta blackmailing us, it was also a matter of us stupidly trusting him until the end

NOW, before we go on, I started to talk to him to get more proof of how he can be dangerous, I fully admit that i was adding gas to the flame in order to get proof, I will not deny this. But that’s not the only reason i kept adding gas to the flames, I also believed i could help him become a better person, I truly did

OK Back to the topic at hand

Me AND my good friend Toto made it perfectly clear we were uncomfortable with the nsfw after a while, 

and what does he do??

He “forgets” he “forgets” a lot

and more on the topic of NSFW, He contacted me about a server with all minors besides himself and

yeah....did you get the point?? bc u mentioned nsfw stuff a shit ton of times after you said this OH and did i mention, what could be taken as death threats?

Maybe I’m overlooking it, but, Knowing who this guy is? i cant imagine anything good was in his mind when he sent these I had a screenshot of me telling him I didn’t wanna hear about his nasty kink RP, and then he proceeded to tell me anyway, but i lost the original and this was the closest I could get

Alright, Last point i want to make, Due to the conversation at hand, I forced myself to calm down after he mentioned one of my triggers in less then 2 minutes, and i’ve been emotional unstable every since,,, But heres a big thing i wanna warn people about

YIKES OH YIKES, JUST LOOKING AT THIS SCREENSHOT MAKES ME WANT TO VOMIT,  I Started to shake and cry, I managed to get myself to stop shaking pretty quickly so i could keep having the conversation but i cried for a good 2 hours because of this question, This is not an ok thing to ask even if the person doesn’t have the trigger and even better, he damn well knows it one of my triggers, I’ve told him quiet a few times

Update: (8/17/2018) Ok, so my friend reached out to him one last time, and,

do i even need words for this???

Also, about the account he called out on his DA, Since i’m gonna get a lot of ask about it, I’ve sworn of using it til April 17th 2019 when I turn 18

I may add onto this in the future or make a 2nd post about everything I missed

if you wanna help spread the word by reblogging, please feel free

PLEASE DO NOT WITCH HUNT THIS GUY!! just block, maybe even report, and move on Thank you for your time

#Warning #callout #important #drama #yikes