#And when he kept giving red flags I didnt instantly block him because I wanted to see if I was being overly paranoid or not

[chaos-storm]

Sometimes (rarely) I add people from Emeraldchat on discord, usually if they're artists or writers

I met a guy today who said he's working on his first novel, and wanted critisism on what he'd written. I said sure, added him, and read

So I wont be too harsh on this first point, because it's a very common mistake for new writers who write dark things, and I've been guilty of this mistake myself

But I started reading and it just started dark as all fuck, and then it just kept going. It was a hyper-detailed telling of a guy in some CIA research facility who was being tortured, and he had always been tortured, and even as a kid he'd been tortured, and the fruther I got the worse it got, and I'd mentally clocked out by page 2. I think I officially stopped at page 13/67

I noted my throughts underways, tried to be as constructive in my critisism as possible, linked some good resources, and I told him that it was too much misery, too little light, and that he gave the reader no reason to care about the protag or the story

And to his credit he took this critisism very well.

But this is where the benefit of the doubt ends, and the red flags become extrenely flashing

He'd only mentioned he wanted critisism, but suddenly he demanded (no question or "if you're able") that I write a plot summary of his work and that I make characters he could add to his book

(I said that No I dont have time for that. I can give critism and link resources, but the rest is up to you)

I also think he thought I was a woman, cause he kept sending hearts and kissy faces. This is something that's a grey area: I'm ok with it if I feel comfortable with someone.

However, he GREATLY overstepped when he later in the convo dared call me "Sweetie", something I have not been called since I was with my abuser

This was also said after he first randomly (and completely unprompted) went into a graphic description of how he and his buddy once made bows and arrows and spontaniously saw/hunted/cornered and tried go shoot a deer in the heart, before he THEN randomly started listing things that gave him adrenaline — anything from adderal to the thought of joining the US Marines and shooting people

When I reacted to that with an elequent "???? DUDE WTF WHY ARE YOU TELLING ME YOU WANT TO BECOME A TERRORIST???", that's when he called me sweetie and then said some other stuff before he concluded with "Havent you ever thought about killing someone" and "Imagining how it would feel to kill them"

Which was when I finally said "NO! WTF???" and blocked him

Legit, why are some people like this??? Why did he go from mentioning that he liked to hike to GRAPHICALLY describing hunting a deer like he was hunting a person, to then goibg off about wanting to shoot people????

Can someone who understands psychology explain to me why people are like this??

[tomdiddlyumptious]

P.P| One Last Time... Please

Summary: you and peter, really, really, love Minecraft

Warnings: none? Cuteness and mostly sadness?

A/n: it hits different with the tapes of c418, Sweden. Or even stuff we did... this ones for my gamers. Love you babe.

you and peter go way back, from diapers. At eight playing minecraft and staying up till 7 in the morning and falling asleep on the floor, making May giggle but frightened about how you both left the pizza rolls in the oven. It was happy and cheerful.

but you distanced.

you became more popular and peter was slipping away finger by finger. Soon it was to late to hold on. He met ned and you met liz, the golden girls you both are, peter thought about you a lot, and you did too. But whenever you were online he wasnt and vice versa. It wasnt any of your faults, you just found makeup more satisfying then science.

you could only wish the best for each other and give a pat on the back for making it this far, you both loved each other after all, not like that. It was sad to let go but it was reality, and theres no faking that.

you let go of the xbox and threw it out, you kept the one and only game forever though, unlocking memories and making you miss peter, a lot. To much. You instantly bought a ps4 and set everything up, becoming online and playing minecraft for a while, only to get bored and sad at the entrance.

the potions you sipped and make an ice trail, called it roller skating. It just all fell back to peter, the only and only peter. The one whod kiss your bandaids and chase you around the apartment until the food was ready or you had athsma attack, which peter would also kiss away, but hed kiss your heart most importantly.

"youll never catch me! Haha!" Your eight year old self giggled as peters hands were out, chasing you and wanting to wrap his hands around your waist.

"your no gingerbread man! Get over here!" He said as he ran faster. You breath suddenly quickened as you started to slow down and fall on your knees, your breath rigged as you held your heart, peters eyebrows furrowed as he watched your body fall.

he slowed down when he walked up to you on your knees "hey, are you okay?" He asked and he got on his knees before you, you looked at him as your heartbeat was still fast. He bit his lip and put his hand on top of yours, holding it.

"May, im scared... i dont think y/ns alright!" He screamed as he watched your body, you knees got weak as your legs made a 'w' peter still not letting your hand go.

May quickly made her way over and looked at your body, her phone falling as she ran to you and gently removed peters hand, picking you up bridal style "open the door for me hun, we need to go too the doctors" peter nodded and ran to open the foor swiftly, grabbing the keys from the bowl and unlocking the car as may was already walking down the stairs as fast as she can.

the ride was quick and had peter rambling "is she alright? Her heartbeat us fast, MAY ANSWER, is she gonna die? Oh no please y/n dont die please, i need you, what about minecraft? Please?" He asked, unbuckling the seatbelt and making his way over to your still hot body and soothing your cheek with his thumb.

you sat in the hospital bed all checked up, smiling as may brought you boba that peter ordered for you.

"your safe now, y/n. They told me your heart is like heavy or something, i pay attention dont worry. Let me make you feel better please" he whispered to you, his short body trying to climb up the bed, he pulled down your dress a bit to get to you top of your chest, just below your collarbone, to press a soft kiss.

"that should make it feel better"

and it did. So when you played COD online you came across 'peteyspakistan' and your eyebrows furrowd in confusion as he invited you to a party, currently 12:00 at night, you answered of course.

"hey, y/n"

you put your mic on mute to gasp and get up from the end of your bed to jump on it, soon reminding yourself to say hi back.

"hi, petey"

"thats funny, your still the only one who calls me that"

"shouldnt i be the only one?"

peters heart warmed as the memories flooded his mind, he bit his lip as he soon closed his recent game to play minecraft, soon inviting you.

"hows your heart, buba" he called you it because your obsession with boba.

"i dont know wanna kiss it again?" You reply as you enter his game, the classic “wonders of the y/n and peter saga”

You both lived in a separate but same house, just connected, you lived in a desert to replicate star wars just a bit, robbed villagers, ran away from baby zombies who sat on chickens, went swimming a whole lot. You and peter were against the world.

“Hey, you arent no gingerbread man” his voice a bit raspy as he chuckled to himself.

“Oh be quiet” you said as you walked in your house, the classic quartz and white block floor with the pretty pink wool walls, a dog named “bobo” and a flag of pink, purple, and blue. Which you didnt know was gonna pop back into your life with actual meaning.

You and peter breaded your dogs a few times, his dogs name was “spike” he wanted cats at first but they were to hard to get.

“Hey wanna make a little change to the house?” He asks, you reply with a yes as he breaks his bed and comes to you, placing the old style red one next to the other red one, his steve crouching at your alex repeatedly as he jumps and lands into bed.

You laugh and lay right next to him.

“That was totally worth losing your checkpoint” you joke and peter gets it, laughing.

“Hey wanna come over and burn some pizza rolls?”

“Of course, peter. Can you warm my heart too?”

“Id love too”