#and these screenshots were actually taken just a few days before i went

[nikatyler]

let your OCs get a little squishy, it's good for you

[whimsicalhorss]

The Recent Nevermore Drama.

Red, I think it's quite sad that you decided to delete all the original comments going against you and reexplaining what went down within your 'apology', which was 95% calling out rather than talking about the cause of the whole uprising. Nonetheless, here was my original reply, just so everybody who stumbles across this post can see the reply from somebody who's viewed it from both sides. The original message was, as follows:

'Hey Red,

I hope you're managing amidst everything that's been going on. I know you've been through a lot recently, and I hate to add to the messages you've been receiving. However, there are some things that I really need to talk to you about.

Over the past few days — even years — I've noticed some things that really concern me. It feels like there's been a lot of blame unfairly placed on certain individuals within your community, which is incredibly damaging, especially when it unfairly paints others in a negative light. I understand you've been trying to address the situation with Crimson, but the approach taken hasn't been effective and has caused more harm than good.

In terms of the Crimson drama, I think it could have been handled more sensibly. Consulting with Laci and others involved would have been beneficial before making the decision to introduce Crimson back to the server. When you were writing your explanation, which I know was rushed, you should have stepped back and consulted for longer - I know you felt pressured, but.. you needed to give yourself time to handle it.

With the screenshots, too - they were only censored to the point of concealing most of the users involved to keep the MINORS safely out of the evidence, and yet you continued to banter on about how they were censored and unable to interpret what happened. As well, you tampered with evidence when you sent a screenshot, CUTTING OUT the part where Laci mentioned they could give you the evidence uncensored if you asked, yet you continued to complain.

On the topic of minors, you name dropped SEVERAL in your apology. Do you know how endangering or scary that can be? It's insane that you felt the need to name anybody involved to get people off your back.

There's also Sardonyx - I don't know if you'll share this with your patreons but, if you do, hello Sardonyx. They casually aggravate people, make NSFW conversation in YOUR SFW server, and you still allow them to pursue in such a way. They continued to temper people after the initial Crimson argument and started their own, which could have been avoided if you had muted both persons involved (rather than banning everybody against Sardonyx) and asked for them to calm down and explain their conflict in dms.

Also the Bunnybel issue - I know the topic was discussed by people banned, but there's also the factor that neither you, nor your mods stepped in to stop it. Matter of fact, you contributed to it, and everybody went along with it as a fun easter event of drawing your two main protagonists in these outfits that, when looked at closer, actually have a much more terrible implication. You should have handled this earlier, rather than blaming it on somebody and ranting about how it's all their fault and they're in the wrong.

Again with Laci, too - you outright blaming her for everything that has occurred is terrible. Whilst that may be what you see in this whole confrontation, in truth, it really isn't anything like that, Red. Saying that everybody else involved were her 'lackeys' and 'twisted around her finger' was an incompetent, foolish way of pinning all these hardships on her. Some people involved, including me, had barely spoken to Laci prior, because a lot of people cared about the fact that YOU had unbanned a potentially alleged pedophile back into your server full of minors. I know it doesn't seem like everybody cared, but we all did, otherwise we wouldn't have started this whole 'riot' thing or whatever to go against it. I surely cared, considering I have been at the face of two pedophiles sending me unsettling, inappropriate images, and I know that it is hard to reach out to somebody or stop them when they shrug it off so nonchalantly.

Lastly, I think it's hypocritical you spoke about how certain groups were stalker-ish and stealing messages from a patreon chat, despite you taking a chat from private servers and dms. The behaviour is equal, is it not? You used your influence to alter certain texts and take them out of context, and the other groups simply took what you said and proved that you, and unpunished, favourited people who have been held dearly, have done terrible things yourself.

I understand that this whole thing has been overwhelming for you, Red, but I believe that there was a real need for you to approach each situation differently, and not to compile everything into an 'apology' that is 5% apology, and 95% calling out people and altering the blame to be put on them. I think that the tactics you used were poor, and I hope that you do figure out something better in the future.

Take care, and I'm here if you'd like to discuss this any further.

Best regards,

A bystander.' And the second reply I made, aimed at one of her patreons (or moderators? who knows.) who put a whole lot of shit behind a paywall and then continued to support her. Aha, Debobble, if it wasn't illegal, I'd show the whole world you trying to make a fake screenshot of Laci 'configurating her hate schemes', and how terribly it was done. 'Hello!

I hope you're having a joyous, maybe even 'whimsical' day!

A lot of things that have occurred recently are the fault of both 'sides' (if we can call them that. Not 'Laci's lackeys' or 'Clique 1 and 2'.) and I think I should refer to the way that this has been dealt with again. 

Yes, the server was owned by somebody different who was capable of banning Crimson, and it was intended for less SFW purposes, but I think Crimson went outright too far in a predatory way. They put a teenage oc with an adult oc, which is pedophilic behaviour, and sent several overly NSFW images. I assume that this chat was intended for 'implied sexual circumstances', rather than overly perverse, but I could be wrong. I agree in the fact that something should have been done, and I approve of Laci's initial reaching out, but I don't approve of the way Red banned them for as little as they did.

As I like to say; 4 months, 4 minors. You afforded Crimson a month for each minor they influenced in such a predatory way, and I think the time should have been extended.

Might I also add, these screenshots were not 'heavily' censored. They were censored for the safety of the minors and other persons involved and, yet.. Red seems to be content with name dropping every minor who was involved. So much for the safety of her members!

AND I have more to add, which I trust you to hand over to Red for me since you seem content to do that quite often for her - do you mind reminding her and the entire patreon and mod chat that Crimson (and Red, I'm pretty sure) knew the age of one 12 year old, who we might call 'Green'. They continued to share NSFW things to them, including making jokes about what I assume was a 'vibrator in public'. How SFW for a child! Crimson is VERY innocent.

I agree that all of this has gotten out of hand, but both responses, from Red, the moderation team, and the patreon chat against the groups banned for involving themselves, but I wouldn't consider it a mob. Both sides had good intentions, it's just the way Red has gone about it - framing others for her mistakes and outright dismissing people for being concerned about the safety, that has made this come to such a volatile level.

And the whole, breaking several TOS, and a law? If thats what we're doing, what are you doing? Leaking private messages, encouraging predatory behaviour, endangering minors, leaking names which could result in a witch hunt from Red's expanse following? Oh dear..

How volatile.

Best regards,

A bystander.' Red, every little detail you have undergone is such a negative, unredeemable smidge to this massive whiteboard of what you could do. Instead of handling this like the adult, you undertake criticism harshly, which is detrimental considering you are somebody who has been writing for years, which means that you should have matured and adapted to take this kinds of things. You could have taken a month, maybe two, maybe three, to explain the whole Crimson thing - it would have been much less detrimental to yourself, and your community. You absolutely wrecked every second, third, fourth, fifth chance people were tempted to give you with every detail that went in to making sure that YOU felt like you had to be right - name dropping, which could lead to witch hunting with your massive following, especially since the people were minors and specifically requested you keep their names out of it. You allowed an alleged, potential predator back into your server without consulting it with victims - and don't get me started on the whole 'Crimson didn't know!', they knew at least one of them, and still continued. You pinned the blame on Laci, on another person (who has asked me not to say their name and, like the respectful person I am, will not be namedropping. That doesn't seem like a familiar concept to you, does it?) and you keep all these little dirty secrets behind a paywall. Red, in the most respectfully disrespectful way, grow up and learn to be better. You spout all this bull, every little detail and, when it backfires, you cower into a corner, guilt trip, manipulate, and eventually resort to the potential physical or mental harm of other people. It needs to stop. The icing on the cake, to all of this? YOU, as the 'mature adult that would never stand for pedophilic behaviour, that loves their audience, that has a server full of minors', that YOU would delete messages explaining the situation in a different point of view. You don't want your vast following to see these and think, 'huh, maybe Red isn't as good as I thought they were?', well they aren't. I don't know if people will see this but, sincerely, I hope Red, Flynn, DeBobble, the patreons, the moderators, and all of the discord and general following of Nevermore and RnF know that what Red spouts isn't necessarily all true.

Kind regards, A bystander.

[pernesophe]

Wind Breaker Boys x Touch Starved Reader

(Minors, Ageless and Blank Blogs DNI)

Characters in this post:

Choji Tomiyama (TW: violence for one scene, Choji saves reader, fluff, comfort)

"The breeze carried your scent, and with it the refreshing vision of water droplets glistening on velvety, intense green leaves. A crosswind brought him an unexpected whiff of juicy blackcurrant, and Choji could feel his mind and hands become stained with the deep purple hue of you."

(The description above was taken from Fragrantica.com for Gucci Bloom Acqua di Fiori, and then I made it fit Choji / the story)

Song: July for the Whole Year by Devon Cole (this is the song I listened to while writing this, and what I would pick for Reader and Choji's song)

Synopsis: How the Wind Breaker boys would handle a touch averse / touch starved S/O. I went overboard on the last three chapters, so I'm splitting them up! This one is super indulgent and filled with tons of imagery and poetic devices, because why not!

Master List (I have no rights to these characters, the works they come from, or the art/screenshots/manga panels used in this post)

(~9060 wc)

The day you moved to Japan had you feeling worse for wear, but an unlikely individual breathed new life into the world around you. Recently, you had moved out of the States, because you wanted to ‘see the world’ and ‘broaden your horizons’. Of course, your mother had called you naive and insane for going so far away from home. Without missing a beat you promised her that you would come right back if you couldn’t handle it. 

Though you loved your mother dearly, she has never been the “doting” type. Honestly, if you had to describe her then you would probably use words like icy, transactional, wintery.

What you didn’t tell her was that by ‘see the world’ and ‘broaden your horizons’, you actually meant ‘get away from my overbearing mother, even if that means fleeing moving to the other side of the world’... So, of course, when you did finally land in Japan with a job and apartment already set up, you thought you were doing swell - really handling yourself. 

Until you couldn’t find your new job, with your new apartment located above it, which was apparently located in the very dodgy pub district in town. To add insult to your self-inflicted injury, all of your belongings had been delivered to this new address that you just couldn’t find. And what’s more if life didn’t throw a little salt in that wound by sending every sleazy looking guy your way.

A chorus of “where you headed, sweetheart”s followed you through the streets; and “you look lost, wanna come stay with me for a night”s were shouted after you while passing bars with roll up doors; and “come a little closer baby - let us show you a good time!” simmered out of darkened alleys as you rushed by. Poorly hidden panic brimmed in your eyes, your trembling hands shoved to the bottoms of your pockets.

As you entered a particularly deserted area in front of a dilapidated building, you hadn’t noticed the silent sneakers trailing behind you. The sound of rubber scuffing asphalt alerted you too late as you were suddenly yanked backwards by your hair. A pained cry shot from your mouth as your back met the hard ground while something large and heavy fell on top of you. On instinct, you began clawing and kicking outward, but it felt like you were fighting something wild whose movements were jerkier than yours. Swatting your hands and knees away as its uncalculated maneuvers pinned your hands above you.

But just as quickly as the attack came, it ceased all at once. Darkness had clouded your vision under the weight before, but now the weight was gone and a burnt orange sky expanded above you. A series of thuds sounded from your right, and as you turned your head you could see some guy dressed in a dark black t-shirt scrambling on all fours towards the alley before pushing himself onto two feet again - terror emanated from every one of his movements. 

A few feet away stood a young guy in an orange coat with black detailing, mocha locks swept up from his previous actions, with a mandarin-red glow which emitted an ethereal aura all around him. It reminded you of this painting you saw recently of Amaterasu Ōmikami stepping out of the sun itself to enter the mortal plane. If someone informed you that he was that goddess’ son, you would believe them without hesitation.

“Hey, are you alright?” He called out while jogging over to crouch next to you. His head blocked out the setting sun, but everything about him still shined so brightly. Humming softly as you pushed yourself into a sitting position, and then you nodded at him after taking stock of yourself. Only a few bumps and bruises, but luckily you weren’t seriously hurt.

“Ye-yeah, I’m okay. Thank you,” murmuring softly as you threw him a grateful smile. A faint blush crept over his cheeks when he heard your voice ring out like a bell, but he swiftly regained his composure. 

“I’m Choji Tomiyama,” he introduced himself while offering you his hand to help you up. Gratefully, you took it and he easily hoisted you to your feet. Immediately, a medley of fragrant marine wood, peppery citrus, and juicy rose swirled about you at first. Then, as you stumbled even closer in proximity, you were hit with notes of sweetened grass, spicy herbs, and aromatic conifer. Though the air had started to turn cool with the dawn of Autumn, it felt like you were standing in a balmy breeze that carried with it the Scents of Summer.

“Thank you, I’m Y/N L/N,” you replied in kind with an easy going smile. As you swayed within his orbit to regain your footing, a delicate potpourri of balsamic greenery, something nectarous, as well as sharp lemon peel tickled his nose. As you teetered onto the flats of your feet, a soft breeze of floral strawberries, a hint of treacle greenery, something distinctly herbal and earthy drifted around him like the first warm morning in spring. Choji seemed struck by you for a moment, before shaking off his revere. 

“Do you live around here Y/N?” He queried with a curious tilt of his head, and you felt your cheeks growing warm by your name on his tongue. But then it dawned on you that you didn’t really know where you live as you threw him a sheepish smile.

“Well, about that…” shamefully you recounted to him about your day-long excursion since leaving the airport, and how you’ve had no luck finding your job, apartment, and by proxy - your belongings. Your face grew impossibly red by the time you told him that you actually had no idea where you even were. 

Choji couldn’t hide his amusement as you regaled your day to him, finding the way you talk and express yourself to be immensely endearing. A few times during your story he caught himself becoming transfixed on how the setting sun made your eyes sparkle and illuminated your hair, or how, when you leaned closer notes of sugared, creamy jasmine and fresh fruits went straight to his head. Forcing himself to blink just so he could focus on your words once again, which wasn’t much better when the sound of your voice was like a cleansing bell to him. With every syllable uttered, his mind would clear completely, except for the overwhelming presence of you.

Once you’ve finished your tale, Choji requested the address and then offered to walk you to your new apartment. Turns out for how long you had been running around, the store was only a few blocks away from where Choji saved you. Luckily, the owners of the Konbini were extremely understanding of your ordeal and assured you that your belongings had safely arrived. 

After confirming that you were in the right place, you thanked Choji profusely for all of his help today. Briefly, he hesitated - gaze drifting over your bright eyes and saccharine smile - before telling you it was no big deal and heading on his way. The whole walk home he kept getting the faintest whiffs of blossoming oranges and musky lavender swirling around him - your spring redolence clinging to him the whole way. Maybe that’s why his night was filled with  dreams of misty dawns and you. 

Quickly after that, you got into your groove working at the Konbini and living in the apartment above it. You worked every day for the time being, but the owners insisted that you work half days so you can get out and live your life, also because they didn’t want you closing up in an area like this alone. You were grateful to them for that, and for the fact that you got a lot of time to explore, but truly, the only thing - or person - you wanted to see was Choji. The boy made of sunbeams and pure joy plagued your mind for weeks to come.

It took Choji about 21 days to start visiting you at the Konbini, but who’s counting. The first day he strolled in, laughing in a lively manner to a rather tall, muted friend with long raven locks. As soon as your eyes met his, the air seemed to spark and warm around you, and your entire body tensed with excitement. Choji seemed to feel the same way since he bounded right up to the counter with the brightest of smiles directed at you.

“Y/N! How are you liking the job? And the neighborhood?” He asked excitedly, bouncing on his heels as he awaited your response. You reported to him about the job, the neighborhood and the apartment - letting him know that you’ve really enjoyed everything so far. Then, he introduced you to his friend, Togame Jo, who kindly nodded to you, but didn’t say much more than that. Just as quickly as he came, he left, and the Konbini grew colder and quieter once more. But after that day, Choji started coming to the Konbini weekly. 

For you, the days of the week passed slowly, like the seasons. Mr. Sun Incarnate would usually come in on Mondays, so Tuesday-Wednesday felt like Autumn as the days started to cool while dew frosted on the store windows. Thursday-Saturday felt like winter as the days dragged on, the air was borderline frigid with your breath clouding in your face. Sundays were Spring, pushing daffodils and tulips through thawing soil just for a chance caress from the warming afternoon sun. 

Finally, Mondays were sweet and earthy like Summer. The day felt long as the first rays of light peaked through the Konbini window, and the breeze felt warmed with the scent of gourmand citrus and herbaceous musty roses, thickened with the promise of a bountiful harvest.

By the time your long awaited customer strolled through the door it felt like August. As he stood by the counter while you leaned your elbow on the same laminate with your chin fit snug in your palm, the dead heat swirled in the air and seemed to never end. Peppery herbs and ambrosial grass baked and stretched in his everlasting sun. Choji’s bright eyes shined nourishing rays over your abundant crops in the form of lively banter to the point where you thought it truly may never end. 

But then, his genial and tender goodbye as he lingered by each aisle to share one last parting joke or quip, that was September. Sweet hay sprouting under each step taken and pink peppers dangling from the ceiling over every tile where he paused. When his hand finally gripped the handle on the door, and you heard the bell ting over his head as he threw you one last effervescent smile and with it the last harvest of the season. You watched as golden delicious toppled from his pearly whites along with the apple blossoms that floated from his shaggy locks to cover the floor. 

Though the remnants of him would last the rest of the day, it was then, in your heart of hearts you knew that summer was truly ending. That was the first cool day in October. Sadly, once the door closed and he was walking back to his life, stealing every bit of sunlight with his departing steps, you were still stuck in that first cool day. Because the following seasons were always so much longer, and filled with this primal need to just see the sun one more time, that it felt like a year passed before the following Monday came around again.

Fortunately, Spring came early one Saturday morning, maybe 2 months after moving to Japan, when Choji nonchalantly strolled into the Konbini. Immediately, your entire face lit up when you saw his familiar mocha locks and broad grin. To your delight his face lit up too.

He strolled straight up to the counter and leaned on it with his forearms as he looked up at you through thick lashes, breathtaking Sepia irises sparkling at you. The second he leaned on the laminate, Choji was struck with notes of fresh mint leaves and forest greens with a hint of sweetness. Inhaling a deep breath despite his attempts to be cool, he is then submerged in a heady, warm, and earthy aroma. 

Choji could almost envision the galbanum leaves that arched high above and hung over your head, and the delicate Lily of the Valley sprouting from the display case you just straightened. Honeysuckle vines its way from the floor, where it wrapped itself around your thigh, and then stretched along your forearm to curl around your fingertips. Choji felt the soft tips of the flowering vine stretch over the counter to tickle his own fingertips as it began wrapping around his hand. Wild sage sprouted from the floor haphazardly from the entryway, and grew plentiful the closer he got to the counter until he stood in a thicket of delicate, beryl green leaves. With the sun illuminating the dust particles that floated through the air, Choji truly felt like he stepped into a misty, April Morning.

“Y/N,” a shiver ran down your spine as it did every time your name left his lips. “I was wondering if I could give you my number?” He asked with raised brows and a slight tilt of his head, expression innocent as ever. Your heart soared so high from the implication, but you were far too familiar with the story of Icarus. So you shoved it down before his radiance could melt those wax wings, lest you crash back into the earth, and just silently stared at him in surprise.

“I’ve been worried about something happening, or you getting lost, and not having anyone to call,” he explained with a gentle smile. Hiding the mounting apprehension in his chest quite well as he went on to say, “you could call me if you ever get in trouble, or if you just need… anything.” His voice betrayed him at the end, as he was trying to be nonchalant, but he could feel the desperation leech into his voice. The blatant desire to have more of you.

Gleefully you agreed, and Choji sighed a silent breath of relief before the two of you exchanged contact info. And then, just like when he’d visit on Mondays, he lingered by the aisles, sweet hay grew under his feet wherever he tread. Threw longing glances your way as he breathlessly joked and bantered his way to the door, bright red lychee busheled in his hands and fell forgotten to the tiles below, as he bided his time in your presence.

Finally, as his hand grasped the door, a chilly coniferous wind smacked you right in the face as the first cool day set upon you again. He departed, taking the sun and summer with him, and you began to fret whether tomorrow would be spring or not. Did today break the cycle? Would your seasons be out of whack? 

Anxiety plagued your every step, every thought, every breath throughout the rest of your shift. When it finally ended, instead of going out like usual, you went straight up to your apartment and settled on the couch. Pure terror thrummed in your veins as you typed out a message to your new contact.

Y/N L/N: hey it’s Y/N - from the Konbini. I know you said I can call you when I’m in trouble, but can I also just call you to talk? 

Y/N L/N: I think you’re really, really fun! 

Nervously, you bit your nail and curled up tight on your couch as you awaited a response. Unbeknownst to you, the moment the first message came in Choji was quite literally bouncing off the walls of Ori. All he’s been thinking about since that first day he met you has been you. He had to exercise some control, which is why he would only visit you once a week rather than every day - which was what he truly wanted to do.

It took him several minutes, but when he did respond it was a Big, Fat Yes accentuated by exclamation points, and some emojis that made your screen light up with confetti. You weren’t sure if that was on purpose, but you were over the moon nonetheless. 

The following weeks were much sunnier than before, especially the days between his Monday visits to the Konbini, because your mornings started with a ‘good morning :)’ from Choji. Banter and photos that reminded you of each other in the form of texts filled the day before it ended with a ‘good night :)’ message from him as well.

The owners even mentioned that you seemed much cheerier as of late, and said they hoped whatever (or whoever) is making you smile so much keeps it up. Bashfully, you told them that it was just the friend who showed you where the Konbini was, and the couple chuckled at you while sharing a knowing look.

About four weeks passed like this - you smiling down at your phone Tuesday-Sunday, until Monday came around, which is when you would eagerly glance at the door all day until Choji would stroll in. His usual sunshiny grin plastered on his face, and directed at you, every time. But today when Choji strolled up to the counter you could tell he was nervous because his smile wasn’t as bright and seemed a little forced.

When you inquired if something was wrong, he uncharacteristically began rubbing the back of his neck and averting his gaze apprehensively. It took him a moment, but after releasing a quiet sigh he met your gaze again with a determined look on his face. You were expecting the worst, but then - in a stilted voice - he asked if he could take you out on a date. Tonight.

Of course you were quite stunned, not expecting Choji to be interested in you like that, but it only took a beat before you were nodding your head vigorously and gushing about how excited you were. Choji’s shoulders dropped in relief as he exhaled a long, slow breath before flashing you his signature, brighter than the sun smile - stealing the air right out of your lungs. He was practically bouncing as he told you to text him when you get off work and that he’d iron out the details by then.

Choji discreetly messaged Umemiya about where he should take you, since it would be getting dark shortly after you got off work, and Shishitoren district is filled with pubs and unsavory characters by then. Umemiya shot back, immediately, ‘take her to Furin! There’s a street festival here for the night!’

So, when you got out of work later that day, Choji was waiting outside for you, and asked if you’ve ever been around Furin. Though you’d heard about the Furin neighborhood, and Bofurin, you hadn’t made it over there yet. Honestly, you felt a bit anxious from the rumors you’ve heard about them being traded in the Konbini.

Choji just grinned wide at you when you quietly related to him what you’d heard, and then assured you that Bofurin were really good people, and his friends. Immediately you perked up at the word and cheerfully followed Choji under the train tracks towards the festival.

On the way, he told you a bit about Shishitorn, Bofurin and why they’ve become a necessary part of each of their communities. You listened intently to him dispelling each rumor you’ve heard, so by the time you two arrived at the brightly lit street lined with booths, you felt excited to see the neighborhood, and maybe the people that Choji spoke so highly of.

The evening began with booth games, which Choji was unsurprisingly good at, since you finally requested a break after he won you a plush rabbit, a traditional animal mask, and a candied apple. At some point you had to tell him that you just wouldn’t have enough hands to carry any more prizes. He laughed boisterously, but then something caught his attention, and before you knew it you were dragged over towards whatever an, “Ume-chan!” was.

Suddenly, the two of you came to a halt in front of a rather tall, white haired guy clad in black and green who greeted Choji the second he appeared. The two of them seemed like old friends, so you enjoyed watching them interact with one another, and then Choji excitedly introduced you to the guy who turned out to be leader of Bofurin: Umemiya Hajime.

You greeted him with a bright grin and expressed to him that you’d heard so many good things about him and Furin - not mentioning all of the rumors Choji dispelled on the way there. Umemiya was kind, welcoming, and posed plenty of questions about you while guiding the two of you around the street festival. Along the way, you were introduced to a few of the “Furin Kings”, and you even spotted Togame conversing with a black and white haired teen in a Furin uniform with a couple other Furin members as well.

As the tour of the festival, and Umemiya’s questions, came to a close the three of you wandered over to a group of picnic tables on the edge of the festival. Seated around one table were Hiragi and Tsubaki - the “Furin Kings” - as well as Togame, Sakura, Suo and Nirei. Umemiya and Choji were kind enough to tell you the names of the two-toned teen and his friends, who were conversing with Togame earlier.

Before you knew it you were seated at the picnic table with Choji, surrounded by the upper echelon of Bofurin and Shishitoren, as they all traded stories about their younger days. Of course they asked about you as well, but you were less interested in telling them about yourself, and more interested in finding out that the guy who’s been faithfully visiting you once a week is the leader of Shishitoren. 

A rather strong ‘team’ who fights thugs and keeps riffraff out of their community. You shouldn’t have been surprised, especially when you met Choji through him saving you. Still you were utterly shocked when Umemiya stated that Choji was hands down the strongest guy in Shishitoren. The mocha haired boy just bashfully smiled at your wide-eyed expression, and then shrugged when you exclaimed, “you never told me that!”

All in all, it was a wonderful night, and you were thrilled that Choji had brought you a little more into the fold of his life. As you left, Umemiya made you promise to come around again soon, to which you happily agreed. As well as a chorus of ‘nice to meet you’, ‘please come back again soon’, ‘treat her well Choji!’ followed both of you down the street. 

On the way back to your apartment, you couldn’t help but gush to Choji about how cool you think he is, and that you had no idea that he could fight like that. Barely a full breath entered your lungs as you went on to compliment Shishitoren, Furin, what they do, and his friends. Choji was rather quiet on the way back, only giving one word answers that would keep you talking, as he serenely watched your features light up while you talked about him. 

It was something he noticed from the first time he walked into your Konbini. Yes, you may smile and have a kind conversation with a customer, but for him it was like you were a sunflower and he was the sun. You’d beam, tilt and lean whatever way just so you could bathe in a little more of his light. Choji didn’t quite understand it, how you could exude so much joy just from being in his presence, but he couldn’t deny the warmth that filled his chest every time he’s caught in your gaze.

The following months passed with Choji picking you up on a weekly basis from your Konbini to take you out. He was always lively in whatever the two of you ended up doing - walking at the canal, renting bikes to ride around the city together, going to see the cherry blossoms, and a weekend festival, or two - all adventures when you were with Choji Tomiyama.

The entire time you got to know him, surprisingly, your issues around touch never really surfaced since your sunshiny friend never crossed any physical lines - even when he took you out. It was obvious that Choji enjoyed spending time with you, but he didn’t try to grab your hand or kiss you on any of the excursions he’d take you on. Honestly, you started to believe you misread the signals he was sending, until one particular date he took you on.

It was a late-night adventure, which was a little out of the ordinary for your typical excursions, but Choji assured you that it would be a good time. Instead of picking you up after work per usual, you had a few hours to get ready, so you decided to really go all out for this one. By the time your sunshiny friend came to pick you up, you were wearing a lacy, cream corset top with a pair of rosey-floral printed pants in an apricot hue. The color palette you chose for your makeup had a similar springtime vibe, and the new mascara you picked up for tonight really made your irises pop.

The second he saw you he had to do a double take, but even with a second look he could barely muster any words other than, “you look really nice,” with wide coppery eyes. To him, it looked like early morning dew sparkled on the curve of your cheeks, and the way your teeth shone through your bright smile felt like you were handing him a breathtaking bouquet of white flowers. 

It was hard not to feel absolutely stunning as Choji walked you towards the canal, since you kept catching him sneak peaks of you out of the corner of his eye before quickly averting his gaze as his cheeks reddened like apples in the midday sun. Once you arrived by the water way, you thought the two of you would just be enjoying a simple stroll, but instead Choji continued to lead you over a pedestrian bridge and then up a little dirt path towards a wooded area of the park. 

Funnily enough, you couldn’t help but notice the last fireflies of the season dipping and dancing around his head and under his arm as he’d point something out by the canal. It felt like watching old companions say their final goodbye, with the promise that they’d look for him come next year.

As the two of you delved farther into the woods, you watched with mounting intrigue as the trees, ferns and remaining greenery seemed to be reaching out towards Choji. As if they were trying to grasp the last dregs of September’s warmth. You couldn’t blame them though, you should have been shivering in a crisp fall breeze, but you barely felt a chill as you trailed behind him swaddled in the balmy air that clung to him ceaselessly. 

At first you felt a little uneasy, but Choji had never steered you wrong before, so you quietly followed suit. The artificial lights that lined the canal, bridge and some of the dirt path had started to thin out the higher you climbed. By the time the two of you had reached the top of the hill, all of the street lights were left far behind as he started leading you between tall trees and through long shadows. 

Still, you held faith that your friend wouldn’t lead you astray. As you watched him flit under darkened foliage, throwing a glance back every now and again to make sure you were still with him, it felt more akin to the nighttime games kids would play in the summertime. If you had a flashlight in hand, you could’ve easily been playing flashlight tag with him. 

As if hearing your thoughts out loud, Choji piped up over his shoulder, “It’s not much farther - just up ahead,” he nodded towards an opening between two aged cypress farther up along the path. The moment you stepped in between them, the air was knocked right out of your lungs as you were finally able to see where Choji was taking you.

A clearing opened up before you, dark except the light filtering in from the moon, and in the center grew what had to be at least a hundred year old Ginkgo tree. Fan-like leaves were already turning golden yellow with the changing seasons and scattering the ground at the base like a beautiful carpet. A little ways away from the trunk of the tree, laid out over the leaves, was a picnic blanket, a basket, and what looked like… a telescope? Whipping your head to Choji for an explanation, but he was already beaming at you with an amused expression.

“There’s a meteor shower tonight, so I thought you might want to catch it,” he explained as he gestured towards the telescope set on the blanket. The entire area was set perfectly so that once you two were on the blanket, you would be able to see the meteors up close with the telescope. But when just sitting your view would be split between the falling stars and the golden leaves arching and stretching to cover the little makeshift area. 

“I really, really do!” Exclaiming excitedly at him before you bounded over to the telescope - taking stock of the area and sky. Choji hung back for a moment just to watch your excitement. His reverent copper gaze studied the way the moonlight made you glow like dew on a crisply unfurled leaf, accentuated by the golden array of the ginkgo. 

Suddenly, the wind rustled the fan like leaves above you, which created a resplendent waterfall all around. The breeze carried your scent, and with it the refreshing vision of water droplets glistening on velvety, intense green leaves. A crosswind brought him an unexpected whiff of juicy blackcurrant, and Choji could feel his mind and hands become stained with the deep purple hue of you. After a moment, you looked back at him as if to say, ‘what are you waiting for’, and suddenly it felt like a beam of soft morning light shined through pure crystal just to bathe him in your radiance.

“Sorry, sorry! I’m coming,” he chuckled to you before coming over to show you the telescope and settling on the blanket with you. 

The midnight blue sky streaked with bright lines of white light, which felt like you were staring an entire galaxy in the eye. Choji thought they were cool too, but he was more focused on how your expression changed from joy, to wonder, and then to unfettered gratitude as you stared into the heavens above. Discreetly, he snapped a photo of you with the stars reflected in your eyes, just because he thought that was the most wonderful thing he’s seen his whole life. 

On the way home, Choji was uncharacteristically nervous and fidgety. He kept opening his mouth to say something, only to stop short and turn away to hide his vibrant blush. Patiently, you waited for whatever he needed to say - pushing your anxiety away that it could be the worst case scenario.

Finally, as you turned on the street where the Konbini and your apartment were, Choji stopped in his tracks. Pausing next to him, you shot him a questioning look, only for him to open his mouth and shut it tightly once more. Then, he looked at you with such determination that you jumped a little.

“Y/N,” he spoke in a low tone, and of course that all too familiar shiver ran down your spine as you willed yourself to focus on his next words. “I-I really, really like you…” he admitted, a little scared, as he watched your expression intently. A long pause passed before his words sunk in, and then you were reduced to a blushing mess.

“I-I li-like you too Choji!” You exclaimed while bouncing on your heels lightly in excitement. Choji’s anxiety dissipated from his muscles in an instant.

“Thank God…” he sighed out in relief before returning a bright grin. And then, all at once, his anxiety returned to his face as he spoke the next words, “would you want to be my girlfriend?” He proposed tentatively as he tilted his head awaiting your response. Another long moment passed, but just because you were stuttering too much to form a coherent response. Choji’s anxiety was replaced by amusement as he watched you struggle with your words.

“YES!” You finally managed to whisper-shout at him through your sputtering, the excitement pumping in your veins was absolutely palpable by this point. Choji just beamed at you giddily as he bounced excitedly on the balls of his feet.

For the first time, Choji walked you to your apartment door to bid you goodbye, and though you expected him to try to kiss or hug you - he just wished you a goodnight with his typical smile and wave before heading on his way. You were relieved to not have to deal with that hurdle just yet, especially when your relationship was so new. The biggest change in your relationship is that Choji set his wallpaper on his phone to the photo he took of you under the Ginkgo tree, which he was often caught staring at in pure adoration. 

In reality, Choji wouldn’t be making any moves towards you until you explicitly gave him the okay. Before you came into his life, your boyfriend had his fair share of difficulties. One of them being hurting the people around him, and that was the absolute last thing he wanted to do with you. So, this was okay with him - just being in your presence - he was accepting of that, especially if guaranteed that he wouldn’t hurt you. 

The next few weeks of your relationship passed much the same as your friendship had: Choji messaging you good morning / goodnight and cute quips or photos in between. Fun little adventures during your off time spent with your sunshiny boyfriend by your side, and weekly visits to your Konbini while you worked. Still, there was no progression as far as touching Choji.

The notion didn’t really cross your mind other than on that first date, until you went to watch some fights at Ori one day. Choji and Togame were telling you about the different opponents, their fighting styles, and their signature moves while the three of you sat in the front row of worn red theater seats.

As the fights went on, the bandages and after-fight supplies in the corner began to dwindle, so you offered to grab some more from upstairs. Choji told you someone else could do it, but you swore that it was fine. Everyone here came to watch the fights to size up each other’s styles, and you were just a spectator.

In the rec room upstairs, while rummaging for more bandages and antiseptic, you heard a couple of voices out in the hall. It’s not like you meant to eavesdrop, but they were speaking so loud that you couldn’t not hear them.

“Yeah they’re dating, but I never see them touch or kiss each other… I wonder if she just won’t let him?” The voice filtered in causing you to halt in your movements completely. Standing perfectly still, not wanting to give yourself away, and half hoping they weren’t discussing you. 

“I dunno, all I’m saying is if I was dating a girl who looked like that, it would be hard to keep my hands to myself. I don’t know how Choji is managing,” the voice chuckled out the last bit which was met with a mocking titter in return. Then, all you could hear were the sounds of receding footsteps.

When you returned to the auditorium Choji noticed straight away that something was up, but you told him that you were just getting a headache. He let it go, but obviously didn’t believe that was the reason since he kept fidgeting and peering at you out of the corner of his eye. Even Togame felt on edge with the tension that seemed to bloom out of nowhere between you and his captain.

After the fighting came to an end, Choji offered to walk you home, and with a slight smile you agreed. Much the same as when you returned to the auditorium, the way back to your apartment was quiet and tense. Your boyfriend only barely hid his fraying nerves over what he could’ve done wrong.

When you arrived at your apartment door, Choji was preparing his goodbye, terrified that this would be the last one. But then you suddenly turned to him with a notch in your brow and politely requested that he come inside. Bewildered, Choji silently nodded and followed you into your living room. After offering him something to eat and drink, to which he declined both, you found yourself standing in your kitchen with Choji on the other side of the bar. Looking at you expectantly. 

“Choji,” murmuring softly as tears welled up along your lash line, and your boyfriend immediately froze in place. “I’m so sorry…” uttering the words out as the first tears began to drip down your cheeks. Choji shook his head lightly as a crease formed in his brow.

“What…?” He uttered in complete shock, head cocking to the side and expression completely questioning.

“I-I’m no-not touc-touchy-feely, an-and,” heaving in a huge breath so you didn’t devolve into a sobbing mess. “It mus-must seem like I-I won’t le-let you… And yo-you must fe-feel li-like I do-don’t even wa-want you! I’m so so-sorry,” blubbering out as you flattened your palms on the counter to ground yourself.

Salty tears splattered the laminate as your vision blurred and you bowed your head to hide your face, and shame. At some point you couldn’t hear yourself speaking anymore, but you knew that you were spilling out every anxious thought you’ve felt today and you just couldn’t stop yourself.

Choji stood on the other side of the bar, stunned, as he watched you break down into sobs through the cut out window. Every muscle tensed, breath caught in his lungs, as he watched you apologize and mutter terrible things about yourself in a warbled tone - confessing all the terrible ways you’ve treated him. He didn’t understand it, how you could think so terribly of yourself, but the way you were breaking down was familiar to him.

Uncertainty muddied his every movement as Choji walked around the bar and gently pulled you into his arms, squeezing as tightly as he could. Hoping this was what you needed. The moment you were surrounded by this unfamiliar pressure, your entire body tensed from head to toe, but your sobbing stopped.

For a moment. Then, it started again, but softer this time. A primal fear overtook Choji when he felt you tense and then heard your sniffling anew. Immediately he loosened his grip and pulled back to look you over for what injury he may have caused.

“Oh God, Y/N, I’m sorry! Did I hurt you?” He asked urgently as he gripped your shoulders lightly while peering over your tear stained face and the parts of you that he thought he crushed. Gently, you reached forward to grip his shirt in your fist and tugged him closer to you, resting your forehead on his chest. Choji stilled completely, not wanting to hurt or scare you.

“I’m sorry… plea-please don’t stop hug-hugging me,” pleading softly as you stepped closer to him. Silently, he wrapped you back up in his arms, and when you started crying harder he tightened his grip. Though eventually, he scooped you up and took you to the living room to cautiously lay on the couch with you on top of him.

Once there, Choji held you oh so tightly and let you cry it all out. He was still terrified, but you weren’t wincing or saying ‘ow’, so he assumed you weren't physically hurt. After you calmed down and were just laying snugly on his chest while Choji smoothed down your hair, he finally broke the silence.

“Did I do something wrong?” He questioned you gently, not a trace of judgment or hurt in his voice. Quickly you shook your head and hummed out a no. “Do you wanna talk about it?” He offered after a moment, his warm hand still comfortingly petting the back of your head. A pregnant pause passed filled with the sound of your steady inhale, followed by his. Then your steady exhale, followed by his. 

Ever so slowly, you sat up until you were sitting on your knees next to him with your hands clasped in your lap peering down at him anxiously. Choji sat up slightly against the arm of the couch so he was a little closer, one arm still slung around your legs and hip to keep you securely on the couch.

“Today I heard,” murmuring quietly before your bottom lip quivered as you inhaled a breath to stay your tears. A deep, worried crease formed in Choji’s brow as you struggled to speak. 

“I heard some guy at Ori say…” you informed him about the guys - you weren’t sure who - were talking about the fact that you and Choji don’t touch or kiss. Ever. Your jovial boyfriend was uncharacteristically serious, and calm as he listened. Then you went on to tell him that they speculated that you won’t let him touch you, which made you worried that that’s how Choji feels too. Immediately, his face softened as he started to reassure you, but then the notch returned in his brow when you told him there’s more. 

“I heard them say, ‘I dunno, all I’m saying is if I was dating a girl who looked like that, it would be hard to keep my hands to myself. I don’t know how Choji is managing,’ and I guess I just got anxious that I’m making you feel unwanted.” You murmured sadly as your bottom lip quivered again while you squeezed your hands together to distract yourself from the hollow feeling in your chest. Choji’s eyes darkened as he watched you squirm from something some of his guys said, but he drew in a slow, calming breath before flashing you a gentle, reassuring smile.

“Y/N,” he murmured softly, and suddenly the hollow feeling started to lessen as your name was swaddled in his voice once again. Your gaze met his coppery one earnestly as you leaned forward to listen more intently. “You’ve never made me feel unwanted, in fact, you’ve made me feel very wanted.” He spoke meaningfully as he squeezed your hip for emphasis, a small gasp tumbled from your lips as your eyes widened.

“Really?” you whispered back in disbelief, begging for his reassurance. A small notch formed in his brow at your surprise, but a kind smile tugged at his lips.

“Yeah, of course.” He chuckled at you, a little incredulous, but when he saw the genuine shock on your face he was spurred to ask, “why would you think that I felt any other way?”

“We-well, because…” you murmured softly as you began to twirl your thumbs in your lap. Then, you explained the relationship with your mother, and how for everything she expected you to achieve she never really gave you anything in return. 

One clear memory that you regaled to him was when some of the kids in your class were bullying you and you came home crying. You ran straight to your mother for a hug, but she just looked at you and said, ‘Why would I do that?’

And then told you not to cry over frivolous things, or to at least not bother her with them. Choji’s gaze exuded rage, but he continued comfortingly rubbing your hip through your tearful confession. 

“... So, it’s not that I don’t want to be touchy-feely, it’s just that I don’t have a good experience asking for it, and I get worried that I’ll scare you off. But, I’m also worried that if I don’t give you physical affection then you will feel unwanted…” finally admitting your biggest anxiety of all as you met his mahogany irises with your watery ones. Choji nodded slowly in understanding as he sat up more and cupped your cheek, you leaned into his palm as he gently pressed his forehead to yours.

“I’m so sorry that’s been your experience so far,” he murmured softly as he thumbed away a few stray tears. “I’ve never once felt like you didn’t want me, and I’m sorry I haven’t tried to give you any physical affection either,” apologizing genuinely, sepia eyes brimmed with remorse. Before you could assure him that you were okay, he sighed admonishingly and opened his mouth to continue speaking.

“I have a history of…” he trailed off as he tried to gather the correct vocabulary, “hurting others.” Finally, he relented softly, shamefully. Your brow creased softly against his forehead, but you didn't speak.

“I use-used to be… obsessed with being the strongest. Being ‘Free’ is what I called it,” he chuckled mirthlessly, voice laced with persisting shame.

“As Shishitoren’s Captain, I used to kick anyone out who… lost.” He muttered quietly, averting his gaze away from yours, but keeping his forehead pressed close and his palms gently cupping your face. You remained totally and utterly silent, listening intently. 

“I-I think I was just… depressed?” Whispering hoarsely, a lump formed in his throat. “It’s not any excuse whatsoever, but I think that was the reason…” his eyes slowly met yours again, tears threatening to fall now. “Umemiya, and some others from Furin, beat us after we picked a fight… Umemiya, fortunately, knocked some sense into me and I’ve been a lot better since.” He promised with a slight smile, but his gaze was still sad and remorseful.

“But I haven’t tried to touch you, because I’m afraid.” His voice cracked as tears dripped to the ends of his long, thick lashes. “I don’t want to hurt you, ever, and I’ve just been terrified that I would. Or that you’ll think I’m dangerous, or that I’ll hurt you… And I never want you to feel like I think less of you, because the guys said I used to make them feel that way, a lot.” His breathing had become shuddery causing his words to be stilted as tears began falling down his cheeks. Oh so gently, you brought your hands to cover his over your cheeks as you pressed your forehead into his a little more.

“Not once have I felt, or thought, that you were dangerous. Or that you could hurt me,” you assured him firmly. “And I have never, ever felt like you thought less of me for… anything, really,” you chuckled out softly, voice steeped in care as you squeezed his hands gently. 

“I mean, look at how you’re touching me right now,” you murmured, eyes drifting to his gentle hold on your face as you sit securely tucked into his side. “I feel so safe,” you giggled out softly as a few happy tears fell into his palms. 

“And you look at me like I’m the Sun. How could I feel anything but desired around you,” he murmured while a small, disbelieving smile pulled at his lips and laced his voice. Immediately your mouth dropped open in shock before you swiftly regained composure.

“Because you are the sun,” you whispered back, almost inaudibly, but you knew he heard when he chuckled softly with a shake of his head. His thumb traced over your cheek gently as his coppery eyes turned downright loving.

“Well if I’m the Sun, then you’re Spring.” he mused so softly, breath fanning your lips, as he pulled you back down on top of him. Nose to nose with him now, you giggled softly while peering at him questioningly.

“Maybe, but the Sun is more important,” you scoffed incredulously as your cheeks burned and a shy smile tugged at your lips. The joking glint in Choji’s eye vanished as his expression became completely serious.

“Nobody would care about the Sun if it weren’t for Spring.” He insisted earnestly. “You bring everything that people cherish, we wouldn’t have crops or flowers without spring - I’m just lucky enough to be the one who gives you a little light.” He murmured gently as he caressed the pad of his thumb along your cheek, and before you could respond, Choji closed the distance between the two of you. All protests died on your tongue as his warm lips pressed gently to yours while tightening his grip around you once more.

The rest of the evening passed by Choji laying with you snugly tucked into his chest. Savory balsamic greens mixed with spicy vanilla as he pressed chaste kisses into your hair, to your forehead, and finally to your plump, soft lips. Herbaceous fruits mixed with sharp, grassy roses endlessly as the first day of August set upon you. It felt like being wrapped up in a perpetual summer sunset - deep marigold hues, reds and pinks splashed across your living room walls while you slipped further into Choji Tomiyama’s warm embrace. 

Floral earthy notes mixed with a musky blend of lavender, rosemary and eucalyptus as the hour grew late. Dew clung to Choji’s hands and lips as he held you impossibly close. A hint of nectarous greens and spiced wood hung in the air as your living room turned into a grassy glade on a gentle spring morning.

Sweet hay grew in the vast clearing, encircled by tall cypress trees that housed vining honeysuckle, as well as bushels of bright red lychee hung low on branches interspersed in various places throughout. Galbanum, sage and Lily of the Valley grew with abandon wherever they saw fit with coriander sprouting some places in between. 

A cross breeze brought with it the scent of drying pink pepper, apple blossoms, and salty waves from far off in the distance that ruffled the hay which threw droplets of dew in every direction. Despite the thick mist, fireflies danced happily above the fluttering grass, and underneath the galbanum leaves crickets chirped delightedly. High up in the cypress, and nestled behind the honeysuckle blooms, cicadas sang of the union between Spring and Summer.

The next morning came with you still held tightly in your boyfriend’s arms, and luckily a rare day off ahead. For the first time in your relationship, maybe in your life, you leaned into the warmth of another and slept the day away.

After this, Choji makes sure to give you big pressure hugs often, especially after a really stressful day at the Konbini. In public he starts holding your hand regularly and patting your head when you do something cute, which always makes you go wide-eyed and blush a deep rouge. He gives you big dramatic kisses on your cheeks when he thinks you need to laugh, because it always works. Tender, treacly kisses on the forehead are saved for when you’re feeling vulnerable. To which you always reach out and hug him, even though it still surprises him every time you reach out to touch him, he’ll instantly wrap you in his arms and bury his nose in your hair.

Eventually your mom got worried that you weren’t coming home, and flew out to see how you were living. She was a little appalled to see you working in a Konbini and living above it, but knew better than to make a scene or be impolite to those who’ve taken you in.

Honestly, after you got off work and showed her around, she was incredibly shocked to see just how many people waved and greeted you. Her world was filled with transactional relationships, so it was just so foreign to see how many people genuinely wished you well, just because. 

Then she got to meet Choji, which was the biggest surprise to her of all. He was warm, inviting, and reminded her of summer just the same as he did you. Your face lit up in a way she’s never seen before when you waved him over while the two of you were strolling the canal walk together. Seeing you so happy and carefree stirred something in your mother she’s never really felt before… Joy, maybe? Pride? A mix of both, most likely. 

When she left, you really thought she would try to convince you to come back home, but instead she just wished you well. Genuinely. Even told you to let her know if you need anything, which was completely out of character for her so all you could do was just nod silently.

But before she was gone you made sure to ask what her opinion of Choji was, and suddenly you were that little girl again caring about her mother’s approval. Standing before her with clasped hands, expectant gaze and your lower lip caught between your teeth.

“I like him,” she mused while throwing you a gentle smile. “Though I was a little worried at first, because the two of you should be a Greek Tragedy,” she laughed quietly, voice filled with mirth. When you cocked your head in confusion, a little taken aback by her words, she chuckled lightly before explaining herself.

“Spring is always chasing after Summer, I mean they’re never supposed to overlap, so in a sense you two would be a Tragedy. Except for the fact that he’s constantly making sure you’re right beside him, because of that the seasons just meld into one when the two of you are together,” she simpered softly as she spoke - Motherly Love and pride apparent in her expression.

It surprised you to say the least, to experience this soft, kind version of your mother. But you were relieved too, as it seemed like the wintery frost around her heart had finally thawed a bit. After this, it didn’t really matter what season it was outside, because when you were with Choji it always felt like Summer.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for breaking up with my boyfriend and leaving my friend group?

TW Suicide mention, names will be fake of course.

(English isn't my first language, sorry!)

Me (20M) and my ex bf Karl (21M) had been dating for 2 years. We were both apart of a small friend group where everyone had known each other since grade 8. That is, everyone except for Karl and Emily (21F). Karl and Emily have grown up together and were always a lot closer than me and Karl until something happened which caused me to confess my feelings for Karl. Karl claimed that he'd felt the same way for years which surprised me, but nonetheless we started dating. Karl had wanted to keep it a secret for some time which ended up being a whole year, which I was fine with. I believed maybe it was because he wasn't out as gay yet. Totally fine. I understand, but eventually something changed with Karl after Emily and him had a major falling out. He was so persistent on telling people about our relationship when just a few days ago he was terrified about anyone finding out. Okay.. odd.. but whatever. Once we told the friend group, it was very apparent that Emily wasn't too happy about our relationship.

She would constantly make remarks about how we really shouldn't date each other, how we were a disgusting couple, and how Karl and her were more "compatible". I would just do my best to ignore her salty remarks whenever we went out to hang, but she would start telling the others in our group how she was going to end her life. She made a private texting chat for her and our other friends to talk about me and Karl, and there were soo many screenshots of her threatening to kill herself if I stayed with Karl. Eventually it came out that Emily and Karl were dating behind my back for more than a year. There were more screenshots shared with me, screenshots taken by Emily, where she and Karl were bragging about how gullible and pathetic I was for thinking Karl actually liked me.

The falling out they had? That was because Karl had told Emily that he had real feelings for me now, and that they should end things before things get messy. (Look how that turned out.)

Karl made the argument that "It was just the past" and how he actually did love me now, but he's completely lost my trust. There's been only one person on my side from the friend group, the one who shared screenshots, while everyone else thinks I was being harsh for breaking up with him and not trying to talk things out.

I'm starting to think maybe I should have tried to talk things out and give Karl a second chance. Things could have been completly different.

So, AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[crazylittlejester]

Jes, as the number one resident LU Wars yapper, do you recall any time Wars and Four talked to each other? Like I know he helped Four out with Wild’s sword, but I don’t think they every really had a one-on-one interaction with each other. Or talked to each other. Just asking this because I’m writing a one-shot centered around the two of them being stuck in a cave. It’s called “The Girls are Fighting” and I think that explains everything you know about it. Idk, I just think there is lot of potential with the two of them interacting, because they know barely anything about each other. Like, Wars doesn’t know anything about Four or Wild’s time, like at all, but Wild does have a connection with Wars given so many thing in AoC, and the potential for the timelines converging being the fault of the time war in HW. But Four? There is nothing connecting the two, besides the fact that they are both Link and went on a heroic adventure and all that jazz. I’m just rambling at this point lol. Anyways, hope you have a good day, sorry that this is all one big paragraph lol

They actually talk to each other a lot more than I realized, here’s a few interactions they have before the Shifting Shadows arc

All art belongs to @/linkeduniverse, these screenshots were taken off the instagram, I screenshotted them in such a way so that as much information about which arc it’s in is as available as possible, and i crossed off the usernames and pfps of the people who liked the post just cos some of em were peoples names and all that, but here:

These two started the whole secrets thing in which everyone kinda agreed their secrets were their own and no one had to share what they didn’t want to because everyone is hiding something

It seems like they do kinda talk casually and also they walked through the portal together when it showed up

and then also there are just times Wars will address the group or he’ll show up and Four like, hypes him up or is the first to greet him when he comes back

you’re right, theres nothing like, SPECIFIC that connects them but they ARE friendly towards each other and they do interact quite a bit. it’d be a cool friendship dynamic to explore :)

i hope this helped 🫡

[mangocheesecakes]

Fraudulent gofundme's by one "Michelle Diaz" of Berwyn, IL (And connections to tumblr scammer Laura Deramas)

Tumblr user widelys

A few weeks ago, @kyra45 called out now-deactivated user widelys for sending out suspicious asks and failing to provide consistent answers to questions about their fundraiser. (As an example, they couldn't clarify whether they were raising funds for their twin infant children or for their twin sister.) (Check out key's tag for the posts documenting what went down).

On the actual gofundme page, it says that the fundraiser was organized by one Michelle Diaz of Berwyn, IL "to help out a member of the community". The link to this (likely fraudulent) fundraiser is still up and can be found here:

Twitter scams

The other day, user @hannaweeny reached out to me after finding my blog while reverse-image searching pics being used by a twitter user they believe to be a scammer. Sure enough the pics were the exact same ones used by known tumblr scammer (and proven Laura Deramas alt) sheeyancjoje. The now-deleted twitter account (@JKrismoz8405) was once more claiming to be a "homeless trans" but now going by the name "Jess". This "Jess" was using a gofundme that was once more organized by, you guessed it, Michelle Diaz of Berwyn, IL. Link here:

Thanks to hannaweeny's screenshots and links, I found the twitter account that's sharing this new scam gofundme, user @/divinesanxuary. When you look up their account, their pinned tweet is another fundraiser they claim to have created for a Palestinian woman in Gaza named 'Azhar'. The one who supposedly organized the fundraiser is, once more, Michelle Diaz of Berwyn, IL:

I have no solid proof yet that this last fundraiser is a scam, as it is dated September 28, 2023, way before the internet and communication blackout in Gaza, but the way the other two fundraisers above organized by this "Michelle Diaz" person both turned out to be fraudulent makes this third one extremely suspicious and very likely to be a scam. The twitter account that is supposedly owned by this Palestinian woman also looks very untrustworthy (user @/burner74358009 if anyone wants to look them up). If this is indeed another scam, then it's a new low for this Michelle Diaz, to use the unimaginable pain and suffering being experienced by Palestinians right now for their own selfish gains.

Google Results

(After checking these twitter accounts, I then turned to Google to see what would come up if I try to Google gofundmes by Michelle Diaz of Berwyn, IL, and here are a few more that I found that all look suspiciously similar in wording to the ones I've linked above:

Screenshots of these Gofundmes in case the links above get taken down:

Twitter user @/divinesanxuary sharing the fundraisers for sheeyancjoje/Jkrismoz84035 and "Palestinian woman, Azhar"

The Laura Deramas connection

(deep breaths everyone, I know we are all so fucking tired of her. I will make a separate post for the screenshots of what I will describe on this part, as the post is already too long. For now, this is just a rundown of what happened as best as I can recall it.)

While I was writing this post, my mutual @thewondersmith was messaging with Laura on Facebook. Laura had contacted them a while ago asking them to tell me to take down my posts about her and her scams, saying that her irl friends and acquaintances have found out about her scams on tumblr, that they were mad at her and harassing her and threatening to report her to the police, and she was being called to their purok leader in connection with her scamming. After some prodding, Laura admits that she was the one behind the sheeyancjoje account. At first, she was still insisting that she wasn't responsible for the new one on twitter that was literally using sheeyancjoje's pics and typing exactly like her, but eventually, when her whining and guilt-tripping made no impact, she also finally admitted she was running JKrismoz84035.

From that point on in their conversation, Laura admits to owning sheeyancjoje, tumbsrrplzzstop, "A Cancer Girl" that "didn't go very far", widelys, AND the most recent blog milkydonutsh, which was found to have been using a Jessa Malubay paypal account. When asked about her connections to "Michelle Diaz" and Jessa and Joan Malubay, Laura gives confusing and conflicting details, claiming that Michelle Diaz messaged her on twitter saying she can help make her a gofundme (which doesn't explain how the widelys gofundme was made seeing as that one started here on tumblr, long before this recent twitter scheme), that there was another person, a "Tom" who shared it and has a "group chat of donations".

What we were able to understand from all of this, though, is that Michell Diaz organizes the fundraisers on gofundme, presumably using her American bank and money transfer accounts, subtracts a fee for running said fundraisers, then sends the remaining to Jessa or Joan Malubay's paypal accounts, which can then be transferred to Laura's Gcash account.

While talking to thewondersmith, Laura was all cry-emoji apologetic and remorseful, explaining why she was driven to do all of these scams, citing the usual excuses of wanting to fix her mother's house, her many different relatives being sick and needing money to go to the hospital. She begged thewondersmith "not to post about her anymore" because she's afraid people will post about her on twitter and "there are many Filipinos on twitter", sent videos of her son saying Merry Christmas and even had the audacity to ask them for "a gift" as her son's "godparent". She made it seem as if she was sorry for all the scams she was running and gave the impression that she was going to stop moving forward.

Despite all this, the tumblr blog milkydonutsh, which she has admitted to be hers, made a recent update just 5 hours ago (Monday morning here in the PH), as can be seen in this call out post by @confidenceiscrucial. When thewondersmith confronted her about this new update, Laura yet again tries to deny it, saying she no longer has access to this particular account. A few minutes after their convo, milkydonutsh was deactivated.

(The details on this part are up for correction in case I misinterpreted or misunderstood anything as I wasn't the one directly conversing with Laura. Oomf, thewondersmith, feel free to add any correction or clarification based on what you know <3)

[jovrien]

Yo yo so I went over my drafts and found a post I’ve written last April but idk why I didn’t post this.

⚠️⚠️⚠️ yapping alert! It’s all nonsense. I’m just posting this for my future self lol

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Something bothers me and the Holy Spirit is pestering me to write this shit on tumblr for my peace of mind so here goes.. (Oh btw this post is nonsense and quite lengthy but I just wanna shit it outta my mind so I could finally let go of whatever this is. And oh I’m kinda drunk lol)

But first lemme confess something lol I have a crush on the guy on this photo. I took a screenshot of this pic last March 26, I stare at it every morning and damn I still feel the same to this day lol am I.. am I.. still okay? 🤭

Damn this bro is too fine I wanna look exactly like him on my next edition reincarnation 🙂‍↕️

Moving on..

So I’m just new to this whole Astrology shit and as a Capricorn Sun/Virgo Rising, I can say it’s pretty accurate how they described me as having a straight nose, good forehead, and a person who is neat freak lmaooo 😆 crazy 🤭 so yeah I never really gave a flying fuck about Astrology because I thought it was a bit ‘girly’ or something only girls do, but it all changed when last December 30, 2023, I saw a Tiktok about the Cardinal Signs (Aries, Cancer, Libra and Capricorn) finally ending their 16-year struggle since 2008. I mean, the last 16 years truly made me realize a lot of shit, and I lost A LOT. The last one taken away from me was my dog (Gisele Heart Particles Nougat Shamcey Chamyto Chimmy 2010-2023). So yeah, it was quite a relief knowing that the cycle is coming to an end and that the next 20 years is gonna be rosy for the Cardinal Signs. But there’s one more boss fight before Pluto finally leaves us Cardinal Signs for good as it’s going to retrograde back for a just a few months (September-November) and then GONE FOREVER.

Btw, astrologers are saying that the Fixed Signs are gonna go through shit in the next 20 years, but please don’t be afraid if you’re a Fixed Sign (especially if you’re a nice person).

So yeah, I found myself crotch-deep into astrology and found out that my ruling planet is Saturn 🪐 and that meant instant karma in both directions. And this is what bothers me because it means I have to be a good guy all the time! I mean, I’m actually a good guy because I’m kind to animals and the needy, and my secret Spotify Progressive House playlist is just 💯 👌🏼 sorry I digress lol

What bothers me is that they are saying that I shouldn’t do bad things because karma would bite me in the ass. And I have been losing sleep because of that. You see, I’m addicted to doing bad things (no, not the criminal bad things fyi. I’m a very lawful person). The things I do are too extreme that it causes panic in heaven 😝 jk

Okay while writing this post I found this comment on a Tiktok vid that made all my worries disappear

Bing Bong! Amazing how the Universe answers my questions right away. 😈 Now that I don’t have to worry about guilt (On so MANY occasions I made people do the unthinkable. I fucked my friend’s partner during a threesome) So yeah.. now that the fear of being karma’d is out of the way, lemme tell you (yeah you sleuthing relative who haunts my blog!) the best thing about being a Capricorn ruled by Saturn - we are divinely protected by Karma. It’s like having a Doberman on a night walk around the block.

I have thought of the times when people were mean and really really bad to me even if I only showed them kindness so Imma list the karma they got. (btw I’m gonna have to change some details about them so it isn’t too obvi who they are)

1. This person humiliated me in front of people (worst thing that was ever done to me), then two days later bammmm the most devastating thing happened to his wife and kids which left him in extreme pain and distress for a few months.

2. This woman hated me for no reason, talked shit about me, then a few days later she was diagnosed with cancer.

3. An evil person who did me super dirty was humiliated on a national level lmao imagine being in the news for the wrong things you did.

4. I was never bullied when I was a kid, but there was this classmate in grade school (24 years ago) who was so jealous of my Nokia 3210. She intentionally sat on my backpack, broke the screen, and even though I was fuming, I didn’t hit her ultra wide face with my hand. A few days later I heard from a classmate that she was going through shit at home because her mom found out that her dad was having an affair lmao 🤣 I stalked her IG just now and found out she’s battling with extreme obesity. Oh nooo karma is a cat purring on my lap cherryt 😝

I could go on writing (20 or more) about how people who did me wrong got bitten by karma but that would make me seem immature, childish and vindictive so imma just end this nonsense here. Ciao 🍻

[satellite-blossom]

NEW ART !? It's more likely than you think !

I've redesigned Léa's Magical form again, but this time around I've actually colored (& shaded) the whole thing ; I'll share more of my process under the read more.

Feel free to reblog this (but it's ok if you don't) !

(Léa use they/them pronouns and are agender)

So this is Léa's old Magical form, or at least the last art of it I had completed before the 2024 version :

I was going for a fancy, somewhat ouji inspired outfit that'd still be comfortable to wear, as Léa Acorn's style is all about being cute yet comfy. Their body saw no change from their regular form.

I think I was already not fully satisfied with this design by the end of 2021, but as time went on my list of grievances kept growing longer. I started to dislike how much of the design was pure white ; it's not really something I like on Magical Girl designs but for some reason I included it here, probably because I was trying to branch out and take inspiration from series like Lolirock & Pretty Cure for once. I also ended up finding the jacket kinda dumb, or at least the way it fit on top of the shirt seemed off. I had no idea how to color the shoes when I drew this design and it was bugging me more and more over time.

But while I fell out of love with the outfit, my main grievance was the staff-paintbrush-scythe hybrid, which was not only drawn poorly but also pretty boring. I couldn't help but try to redesign it just a month or two after completing the new ref, but I didn't want to redo the whole thing as back then I still made my refs in Microsoft Publisher with the help of Photofiltre, which was a slow and painful process I dreaded.

(Léa's Mobian forms 2021 ref, for... Reference)

So between my laziness, art block and the general state of my life I wasn't able to complete any new design before this year (2024). Let's break down this new design, shall we ?

This was my main inspo board this time around :

As you can see I kept the lolita/ouji influence but added some streetwear elements to it. I felt like the previous design didn't do a great job showcasing the mix of preppy prince & comfy fashion Léa are supposed to encapsulate, so I brought up pictures of a character that had only influenced their story and personality so far : Sora from Kingdom Hearts !

It's not something I bring up a lot anymore, but I used to be well-versed in Kingdom Hearts lore and Léa's story was heavily influenced by it ; they were even supposed to fight with a keyblade at one point ! Design-wise, I borrowed the length of Sora's shorts/jumpsuit for Léa's bloomers, and replaced their cropped suit jacket by a short-sleeved hoodie (which also mirrors some of their Sonic.exe world designs). I mixed these elements with lolita items for a cuter look.

Léa share my love of ties, so I've replaced their bow tie by a regular one ; it's somewhat short to showcase their shirt, which is a revamped version of the old one.

For the legwear I took inspiration from some long flowy legwarmers I saw in a few fairy kei coords, and also the shoes from this CocoPPaDolls screenshot I've taken years ago, back when the game was still up :

(I miss this game every day)

And of course I needed the shoes to be velcro LED shoes, because that's just the Léa Acorn way.

The rounded pink heart-shaped gems throughout the outfit were somewhat inspired by Amulet Heart from Shugo Chara.

Talking about gems, time to talk about the staff ! It was inspired by Amulet Spade's paintbrush, some Lolirock items, and a bunch of bootleg Magical Girl wands. Why reference bootleg wands, you might ask ? Well, since they're already off compared to the real deals, they allow me to not design wands that are too similar to ones from well-known properties.

I've been meaning to make Léa's eyes pink in their magical form for years but didn't actually follow through for a while. I ended up making their eyes brownish pink to not make their eyes too light, as I felt like it'd remove some of their charm (I already felt guilty for not keeping their eyes brown in this form). And of course, I had to bedazzle their eyes to hell and back.

Actually all this shininess and sparkling was inspired by the original drawing of Léa's Magical Form drawn all the way back in 2017 and redrawn in 2018 :

For some reason I took a lot of inspiration from Sailor Moon for these despite Léa's role being inspired by Card Captor Sakura (and Kingdom Hearts). Also Wish Gems used to be called "Magical Chaos Emeralds" and look just like the regular Chaos Emeralds, which was kinda dumb. But I loved the energy of these pieces so I've tried to recapture the "sparkly pink magical transformation void" vibes they had ; I hope I've succeeded on that front.

Anyway, thank you for reading this all the way through ! I hope this was an interesting read, somewhat.

[itsquakey]

Say it with me.

Did Opal-Owl-Flight groom minors? NO

Did Blue-Jester groom minors? NO

Did they go too far up by making a lot of very questionable sex jokes and showing imagery that is suggestive to minors? YES

Are you kidding me??? I was aware that the words “Groomer” and “Pedo” are thrown around just like that on the internet. But…holy shit. So what are these two being accused of? Well. Grooming. Because they were saying some very out of pocket risky jokes and had art that is risky (According to sources of both sides no actual porn was posted, just risky content in which you could argue teeters on NSFW because remember, not all NSFW is blatant porn. It’s a spectrum.) Okay so let’s look at the definition of grooming here. According to Oxford Dictionary grooming is the attempt to form a relationship with someone for them with the sole intention of sex or being in a sexual relationship with them.

From interviewing both sides as well as looking into the two hundred paged doc (which we will get there soon my friends), there was no instance of grooming here, they didn’t try to get closer to these kids to try and use them for sex, the closest thing you could tie that to is the pinup drawings, which I don’t even think Opal or Blue knew what they were doing when they posted that. Oh. And one more thing.

Hey owl. I know we’re mutuals and all. And I saw you already fixed this but I feel the need to say it. You are an adult. I am an adult. We should not be throwing the word groomer around especially when you are in contact with the doc maker and likely already read it all. I understand grooming is a very serious thing however we should remain mostly neutral if not stand our ground a little bit but be open while we listen to all sides of the story before jumping to conclusions.

So what about the doc? Hey where did it go? Yea it got deleted or just taken off public view from what I’ve seen. If I were to take a guess…it may or may not have to do with the lack of censorship when it came to the minors in this situation! Yes, they did not censor a large amount of the minors interactions in this doc opening them up to harassment. I know one of these minors and went to them in hopes of them telling me more. But guess what? They did what most kids would do in such a situation and freaked out, which was my fault for trying to do such a thing without thinking. These kids are basically open to a rain of gunfire now because of no censorship. I thought we were trying to protect them? What’s up with that? I don’t consider it doxxing as doxxing is the reveal of personal information on the internet/ to the public. The info of those minors were public in a way. But it’s still VERY scummy whether or not the doc makers knew that. And to add onto this, according to a few people some or all of these screenshots were taken out of context. I was not given any further proof so take it with a grain or salt. If the doc maker is reading this. I’d recommend actually taking time in making that doc better because all it does is make you look aggressive even if you may have a point in some things. Or just… go to those involved and try to fix it in private so unneeded drama like this doesn’t happen.

Opal, Blue, any other adult who happened to be heavily involved. I understand sex jokes = funny. I understand we can go too far. Hell. This situation made me realize I did a similar thing a while back and how it was not at all cool of me to do. I know that sex humor is a staple in minors and at the end of the day we can laugh about “magic condoms” or how much of a slut Mago is. Here’s the thing. I do think you guys went too far. A sex joke or two is funny and not out of the ordinary (again, I have I think a couple of those on my account if you look hard enough) and I know it’s easy to go take a couple steps too far from the path. What I want you lads to do is be aware that a lot of the more raunchier jokes and images wasn’t okay around minors and you need to take responsibility for it. No defensive words. Just say “Yeah I messed up, but guess what. I can fix this” and I’m not just expecting this just out of you, I’m expecting this out of the other side and those who jumped on these claims without looking into them. Here is an idea for you, what can possibly fix your issue with regards to content within your server. Make a 18+ channel or a series of them, having them locked and people only allowed in by mods who give it a green light when the person wanting in is 18 or older. That way you can post content and make jokes to your hearts content without worrying about these folks calling you groomers. Worst case scenario you get called a degenerate but I mean…come on. If you’re a degenerate then I am 100x more of one judging by the jokes and content I’ve made in the shadows. The adult channels is something I’ve seen in multiple Kirby servers and if you plan on keeping your current server or moving to a new one to protect minor identity keep that idea of mine in mind please. This is kinda like the maturity option on tumblr posts, which if you haven’t used yet for spicier content I highly recommend!

And this is just for Opal. Hey, I wanna say this so you don’t catch flack for it later but author doesn’t equal character is not an excuse in this situation. I understand the thought process of this, but keep in mind you are the one speaking through Magolor. You are the one who wrote him to have this character and you should be very aware that if you use that excuse on anyone who isn’t as open as I am they will likely just completely believe you are trying to save your own ass.

FYI If later on in the timeline it does come out someone here no matter what side they’re on is actually grooming minors with undeniable proof, they’re going to have to deal with my ass and the cops.

I don’t think I will be involved in drama again, unless it’s of this magnitude in which I’d highly recommend saying your prayers because I will not be nearly as nice as I was in this post.

TLDR: Opal and Blue aren’t groomers, stop throwing that word around. Everyone in this situation is at some sort of fault and should just take responsibility like a fucking adult instead of excusing and worming their way around it.

Please do not contact me unless you are involved in this drama or are a close mutual of mine. I’m afraid I may blow up on you because my fuse has been eaten up by the flame of this situation. Goodnight Tri-State area.

Edit: Please read comments and tags as they share different opinions and may cover things I didn’t cover or may have gotten wrong. Thanks.

[howlinghound11]

now for random screenshots!

Most of these are just Mr Mumbles lol shes so freaking cute and tiny, i cant stop taking pictures of her

these first couple pics were taken in the default house that was on the lot when i bought it bc i immediately lost my mind as soon as the game loaded lmao (that house did not last long lol)

look at her! she's so small! she fits in dan's hands! its so sweet lol

she is literally just a speck on the floor lmao

she can barely even reach her food!

a few more, just to really drive home how tiny she looks when shes interacting with things lol

heres dan having to sleep on chris and elise's couch before i built his house lol

I love this one ❤ they were best friends like within days lol they are just so cute i stg

they were talking to each other in this one but bc the screenshots dont usually capture the speech bubbles, you cant see that he was talking to her about aliens and she kept emoting hearts lol

dan sleepin in chris' bed just because lol

lol she was sleeping like this and it was just too funny to me so i had to take a picture ofc

this ball is like literally half her size lmao i cannot get over how tiny she is! and shes not allowed to get any bigger lol

Bustin' in! Uninvited and interrupting (as per usual lol) also dont ask me what chris and elise were doing lol i dont remember

Look at how Mr Mumbles is looking at Dan! she was like looking at him all lovingly while he was playing a game 💚❤💕

mad cus he has to sleep in his own bed lol

this one is funny bc like dan woke up angry, in his own house, and immediately went straight to chris and elise's house to eat breakfast with chris lol you cant see the speech bubbles but dan was ranting about conspiracy theories lol and i was going crazy like "its just like real life* lmao" (*what happens in the actual show)

and heres one more tiny Mr Mumbles for the road! lol i just think its so funny the way she eats from that big bowl

anyway! thats all i got for now, if i take more pics i might post them but idk lol

[deathwish-confession]

Interesting reading about the beginning of Occupy Wall Street. Ironically on /pol/.

Coping anon's bc got tired of screenshoting:

When it first started out there were only about a dozen of us hanging out in a park in downtown. We had some tents, we made some signs protesting the banks, but mostly we just sat around and talked about our ideas for governance. Honestly those first few weeks where it was just a handful of us young idealists were really cool.

Then things started escalating.

Counter protesters happened a bit, people driving by and yelling slanderously at us but not being brave enough to stop and have a discussion or anything.

Then one day I was hanging out on my lunch break at work holding up a sign and one of my friends came up and told me that that night the cops were planning on coming out in force to bust us up. I didn't believe him, we'd heard rumors about it before but it didn't sound serious. He said this time the ACLU was getting involved and was sending a rep over to talk to us about everything to get us ready for the cops coming, which I should have taken more seriously but I still thought it was just people talking big because things got really heated in New York at that time.

But then the cops DID come that night, and they maced all my friends. I'll be perfectly honest, when they were talking about arresting people I stepped off and watched from the sidewalk and others took video with their phones but for some reason the word had gotten out that something was going down that night and there were SO MANY FUCKING PEOPLE THERE.

I couldn't understand that part, how we had gone from a couple of dozen of us in total hanging out to around 200 people there that particular night when the cops escalated.

They maced a bunch of people and arrested them. This caused an explosion of popularity and a whole host of other problems with it, especially once the ACLU got more involved with us.

When things started getting big in Wall Street in New York, a few of the more clever people got logically pointed towards as leaders in the movement, just college kids who happened to be charismatic.

They were immediately smeared so hard that as a tactic we decided to be a leaderless organization without a hierarchy. This wound up being a large part of our local chapter's downfall by itself--we had a leader we all deferred to we just didn't want the public to know about him.

Anyway after the macing incident from the cops things got way bigger. Suddenly we had dozens of people at the site night and day. And with them came a lawyer from the ACLU, I'll never forget it because that was the day I felt like I truly lost my voice entirely in this organization that I had quite frankly and literally been a large part of starting. This was because with all the new people coming in, and those of us veterans who had been around in the beginning trying to impose a culture on a population 20x your size proved to be virtually impossible immediately.

With the ACLU immediately a hierarchy formed because two other people showed up with them that assumed command roles. With all the new people we couldn't convince all the newbies that our actual leader was in fact our leader and had orchestrated the entire presence that was there at all, his voice disappeared too in what we thought was great at first, an explosion in popularity and what looked like funding and big support from the people.

Anyway the ACLU sent their lawyer and the two ugly people came with them at that time or that was largely when I recall they showed up, a man and a woman. Anyway I mentioned that a hierarchy formed, they seemed to have known the ACLU lawyer who came and gave his spiel and at the very least that was the beginning of their involvement with the group.

They stayed day and night. I lived in the area and worked in the area so I came during my free time but I still went home to sleep most nights, they came and immediately stayed day and night never leaving.

At first they seemed great, they were older than everyone else and they seemed to have a lot of experience with protests. They were good at getting everyone calmed down and listening to them and coming up with ideas for organization, like getting a bank account started and getting donations put into it and then deciding on a list of donations of things that should be brought up to reinforce the camp, this that and the other.

[the1975attheirverybest]

Hey yk theres a group chat on instagram that mattys in and yk yesterday he talked again in it and theres a screenshot of him saying hes gonna eat ass on stage and a couple of people issued it bc apparently there are a few 17yo in the group chat (one of them posted it i think) and its obviously a joke and the person who posted it said that most people are adults and it was a direct respons to an adults comment and its not anything weird or sexual and it didnt last more than 30 seconds and most people werent even awake for the conversation but i see a couple of older adults thinking its inappropriate and im not sure that its because im not as old but i don't think its a really big thing but i would love to hear your opinion about it

So, I have to say that I’ve been avoiding Twitter the last couple of days cuz my mental health is hanging on by a thread. So I haven’t seen the screenshots myself, but going off of what you’ve said here:

I think it’s dicey. Like, on the one hand, matty says shit all the time. Like, if this minor is someone who is familiar with “cumming to her lookalikes” and “bust into her hand” and “the type you just don’t fuck” or hell…matty saying that his tendency to reach for porn is entangled with his addiction….then this kid has heard all kinds of inappropriate things that maybe too much for their age. This comment wouldn’t be any different.

I’ve seen him doge potentially inappropriate conversations in group chats before. Like he’d reply to bluntly sexual comments and stuff either by simply liking them or only writing “haha” or like when someone was being extra flirty and shit with him then was like “follow me back” he replied with “but you’re the worst one” so he knows to tow the line really well. Idk if he like clicked on this persons profile and checked before replying to them or not. He probably just treated it the way that he would speak onstage. And he does say shit onstage.

But I have a sister. Who likes to remind me that she’s entered her 20s now. But in my mind she’s always gonna be 12 years old. And if I heated that some rockstar was talking about eating ass in her dms I would find that mf. I may not be that great at taking care of myself. But for my sisters??? You best believe I’m gonna fuck shit up. So, like, I get older peoples mentality. But matty has never been the sort of guy who will adjust the way he’s speaking for anyone. That’s who he is. And if he were worried about being taken out of context then he wouldn’t say half the shit that he does. I think he genuinely lives by the whole “I don’t have anything to hide cuz I’m not actually a bad person.” Like if anyone got suspicious of this kind of comment and went to dig deeper, he’s not Colleen Ballinger. Nothings gonna come up. So at worst Twitter hunts him for it for a while until he does the next “cancelable” thing.

He’s a lot of things but he’s not a sleaze. I think he tends to operate in good faith when it comes to fans. Cuz he knows we understand him. Which is what makes our connection with him so special.

[dailyangelrant]

A lot

I am going to make it a goal for myself to begin journaling daily again. I need this. It helps me a lot and I don't know why I stopped consistently doing it. I think ever since I started posting on my sneakyjuicebox Instagram account, I stopped relying on this as much. But that Instagram account doesn't actually share my true emotions so I don't think it is a viable source of letting my emotions out. I am going to make it a goal for myself to write something here everyday as a habit. Even if it is not a lot or even if it is something small.

A LOT happened yesterday. I am ashamed of a lot of it but I think it is important to write it all down so I can reflect back on it. Basically, Luca has been at Lake Como in Italy with 6 women and 2 men for the past few days. I was okay with all of that at first. Something that didn't completely sit right with me is that one of the women there is a woman that he has had a sexual relationship with in the past. And I kept seeing stories and posts of them together. Almost everytime I saw something from him, she was in it. And he explained to me that that was because she was also in a relationship so he thought that she was a safe person for him to hang around? I don't totally buy that because the time that they had sex in the past, she was also in a relationship... so it seems very inconsistent to me. That is beside the point. I was upset and not in-control of my emotions. I tried to workout to get past it but that didn't work. I had plans that evening with one of my new coworkers from the KYOJIN restaurant and he was going to come over so we could drink before we went to a party event. Before he came over, I was already upset from the Luca thing and I was not responding to what he was saying on Snapchat and I was not texting him on WhatsApp. Then, my friend got here and we began drinking and only like half an hour later, I was puking all over myself and my desk. He comforted me for awhile and then he ended up leaving. That was around 8:30pm. Then I fell asleep and woke up at 4am. Luca was upset with me at that point and left me on read on snapchat. Anyway, he called me out on Snapchat and we talked for awhile. He was upset that the guy was in my bed and I wasn't speaking to him. And at a certain point he texted me saying he loved me and missed me and I apparently replied with a video of me and the guy laughing. I take some responsibility for what happened the other night. Honestly, I will take a lot of responsibility for it. But it is just so frustrating for me as well because I feel hidden. It almost felt like he wants to keep up an appearance of being a party person. He says that he cant post me on his social medias because we aren't together. I suppose that's fair but even in the past, it has always felt like he doesn't want to be seen with me by his peers. He could have posted me on his second account in the past? Also I mentioned that he hasn't officially asked me out yet. That it feels like he has one foot in the door of being in a relationship while maintaining another foot outside the door of being single and free to do as he pleases. I just dont want to be taken for a fool. And I even outlined that him posting online with all of these women, with Sebastian on his account, I guarantee his stories were screenshotted and sent around and I look stupid for having a boyfriend who goes around and parties with a bunch of women. I'm not sure. I think we have worked past it. I'm not sure how we will move forward with this but I think only time will tell.

[secretsreply]

Lets go over a few things.

For starters, being online and having the shield of anonymity means people can get away with a LOT more than we'd like. That's sadly just a fact of life, I'm afraid. People on this realm will treat that like a holy grail, as if they are untouchable and free of all consequence because frankly, most of the time they are.

When it comes down to the situation being discussed, and believe me you when I say that I've gone over all of this so. So many times. Niklos acted from a place of logic, you reacted emotionally. Which, there's nothing wrong with that, the proposed crime is absolutely abhorrent and should NOT be taken lightly. As someone who has officered in guilds and has lead guilds and other small things, I will be the first to say that when you're a GM, and officer, etc, you SHOULD NOT be acting emotionally in a situation like this. You only make it worse.

Sadly you have to put all personal bias aside, and as much as I commend the quick action on it, taking a jump like you did and handling this situation without talking to your GUILD MASTER, the OTHER OFFICERS, or the PEOPLE YOU BANNED?? Is a horrible look on you and no one else.

That being said, every claim like this should be treated like it is 100% absolutely true until proven otherwise, but without evidence punishment should not be dished out. You were right when you said that witnesses provide a great deal of understanding in place of lack of evidence, but because none of them have stepped forward in the EIGHT YEARS that this has apparently been keeping you awake at night, it can only be considered hearsay.

The woman you are mentioning hasn't said anything in terms of what you're ranting over here, and frankly, with the level of tantruming I've seen from you every time this has come up, I'm starting to think you're just upset you got kicked the first time to begin with.

A proper investigation should have been conducted before you went over everyone in the officer core and acted on your own. You guys are supposed to be a team.

Also, coming onto an ANON blog and telling people to reveal themselves and then trying to bully them when they don't isn't... Really the gotcha you think it is, but okay.

Niklos could've handled things better, yea. But as an officer, you could have too. The least you could have done is taken screenshots of these supposed conversations and blurred out the witnesses names so that you'd at least have SOME leg to stand on with the arguments, but it's super easy to forge those screenshots. But it's even easier to just say "Several people complained." and not put anything else on it.

You are embarrassing yourself with this, you're literally acting like a child who didn't get to play with the toy giraffe that another kid is playing with. I'm sorry that you've had nothing better to do for the last eight years than to obsess over this one situation, I hope you can find a more productive use of your time!!

Regardless, in lack of defense we resort to anger and insults, which in this post you said, "absolutely incredible that the anons defending church lead resort to petty insults and slurs instead of actual refutations and cross-evidence, and the only one of them who has identified themselves is someone who got exposed for being an art thief a few years ago." And then about 45 replies in started insulting someone for deciding to stay anon on the anon blog. Good job. No one should believe anything you have to say after reading that.

Hope you have a good day though, love!!! <3 TL;DR Put this shit to rest, stop obsessing for almost a decade over something in an online game, and actually think logically before reacting if you’re in a position of power. It’s the same reason server projects keep crumbling and having mass exodus’s.  If you don’t want to show evidence that this guy was actually a pedo, don’t throw it around as a buzzword. People like you are the reason that the word pedophile is cheapened in meaning when something ACTUALLY happens.

absolutely incredible that the anons defending church lead resort to petty insults and slurs instead of actual refutations and cross-evidence, and the only one of them who has identified themselves is someone who got exposed for being an art thief a few years ago

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[bbybaku]

college boyfriend shigaraki head cannons

warnings: nsfw content, smut, humiliation, brat/brat taming, public, breeding kink

SFW

shiggy is a software engineering major so half dead looking gamer boy

you taught him how to dye his hair

it was blue and fluffy, you loved it so much

you also taught him skincare, the two of you would do your routines together

he worked at a grocery store, you would hang out with him after work

you thought he looked cute in his little t shirt uniform but he didn’t like how you teased him (even though he genuinely looked good)

he had an apartment and you lived in the dorms so the two of you typically hung out at his place

he lived alone 😏

was a human furnace, literally so warm and nice to sleep on when it was cold in the winters

hanging out consisted of you sitting on his bed and him sitting on his computer

occasionally going out to eat or to the store.

he kept his kitchen stocked and loved it when you cooked for him, (and i mean LOVED IT)

wore all black, but red shoes and a little red fanny pack across his chest

he had a really nice fitted suit he would wear to interviews and his internship, he looked so good in it 

he loved when you wore skirts and dresses, sometimes texted you a screenshot of a dress he thought you would look good in, sometimes he bought them for you

also loved when you wore his hoodies

actually went feral when you wore any of his clothes

you occasionally tried to get him to wear a maid dress but he refused

drove a really nice car, when you asked about it he said something about a rich family member then changed the subject.

eventually when he got tired of homework or video games he would come to bed

most weeknights you two would just cuddle, shiggy liked when you laid on top of him

he also liked spooning and watching anime

he loved romance anime but pretended to prefer violent anime for months

he was pretty shy in big crowds, he mostly kept to himself, he only really talked to you and his gaming buddies

he was real mean to his gaming friends.

part of the fun of going to his apartment was listening to him scream at them over the headset

you had to hold in your giggles because he got mad when you made fun of him

which wasn’t always a bad thing.

he was super nice to your friends, but in a gentle man kind of way 

but he would usually get bored after an hour and want to go home

he loved when you played with his hair. sometimes you would rub his scalp with your long nails while he was gaming or coding and he would lean into you

he wasnt the biggest on physical touch so it was always refreshing when he initiated. 

the best was when he hugged you after a long day, your head in his chest, inhaling his sent.

he smelled good. like fabric softener and mens body wash

he said you smelled like lavender and the color pink

days you spent away from eachother he would text you really random things

basically a really weird meme then beg you to come over

he would always pick you up 

he would always pick you in general

it was never said but the two of you planned to always be together

NSFW

shy in public but incredibly dominant in the bedroom

sent dick pics constantly

sometimes not even hard, just a picture of his pants crotch

he loved showering together but hated shower sex, he liked the vulnerable moment of the two of you embracing eachother fully naked

he would dry you off then fuck the life out of you after 

did someone say do it on every surface of his house and your dorm so you think about getting railed by him wherever you are? 

he was good at that kind of thing 

making you wear his shirt for a few days and send a picture for proof every few hours. 

when you gave it back he sent a video of him jerking off to the smell of you on his clothes

you called him an incel as a joke once and he taught you a very rough lesson that night

that was also something he was good at

but you enjoyed every second of it

had various toys to spice things up

such as handcuffs, a leash, buttplugs, and a lot of vibrators

he loved when you were a brat

aslo loved the skirts he always wanted access to your heat

sucking him off when he was gaming?? oh heck yes

sending him naughty pictures while he was at work? you bet

he def had that vibrator he could control with his phone

you two def used it often

was down for just about anything (except the real weird stuff) but mostly loved showing dominance and when you submitted to him

would absolutely mark you up, you were so beautiful and he respected that your life didnt revolve around him but everyone had to know you were taken

more specifically you belonged to him

he was very good at humiliating you. 

you once mentioned starting a family in the future and thats how the two of you developed a breeding kink

learing shibari together

when he was mad about a video game and would have angry sex with you >>>>>

morning sex before class

cockwarming while watching anime

rubbing each other under the table at resturants

when he drove his hand was always on your thigh

thought pet names were annoying but lost it when you first called him sir

lost it again when you called him daddy

you had only topped him a handful of times

he would call you mommy

but it didnt feel as natural so it was rare

sometimes when he was tired you would ride him

but he was still in control

you always came first

even when he was mad

he never skipped out on aftercare

the best was when he would dry you off with a towel then carry you to the bathroom and talk about mundane things while he ran a bath.

he would give you some time in the bath and eventually join you 

no sex, just cuddles in the warm water

masterlist

[davidlcki]

coincidence

YALL, THE MYSTERIO FIC IS BACK! thank you so much @david-winters-93 who was able to provide screenshots of the fic, and who also requested this! the request was something along the lines of mysterio saves you and falls in love with you, but dosent have the courage to talk to you right away, so instead he decides to watch your daily life until he has the courage. i hope you all enjoy this!! <333

warnings: mysterio is a stalker, that’s it i think

pairing: mysterio/ reader

you were on a solo trip in venice. you decided you needed to treat yourself, so here you were, in an observatory on the top of a bridge, admiring the view down below. there were a few others aswell observing the view, but you ignored them, blasting your music and zoning out happily. you bop your head to the music, when suddenly the birds you were watching flew away, and the ground beneath you began to shake.

removing your headphones, you turn to see how others were reacting to this, but you were alone. brows furrowed, you looked down to see that everyone else was already down below, running and screaming, but from what? a quick scan of your surroundings gave you that answer. the water from under the bridge began to swirl around, building up, forming and shaping into a human like figure. your heart sank as you finally snap out of your trance and begin to make your way out of the observatory. when you made it onto the actual bridge, your heart nearly stopped. this water man had now spanned hundreds of feet, and was looking down right at you, considering you were literally the only one left on the bridge. you quickly back up, tripping over your own feet and landing roughly on your ass. the water man began to raise his fist over you, and you thought it was over. you squeeze your eyes shut, letting out a cry of fear as you prepare to be smashed by this thing when suddenly, you were in the air.

your eyes fly open, realizing you were in the arms of a man who had a fishbowl of some sort as a helmet. you let out a gasp, clinging helplessly to him as he lands back on the ground away from the bridge. once you regain balance, the man lets go of you and retracts his helmet. upon eye contact, the both of you freeze for a good 5 seconds. quentin never really believed in love at first sight, until just now. he was taken back by your beauty, and completely forgot there was a giant water monster behind him. he seems to snap out of his trance eventually, deciding to introduce himself.

"are you alright? im mysterio but i- you can call me quentin" he smiles softly. you simply nod, letting out shaky breaths and opening your mouth to say something, before the monster rudely interrupts and comes back into view, it was coming straight for the two of you again. you let out a scream, pointing helplessly at the monster. this seemed to remind quentin who somehow forgot it existed to turn around and fly towards it, effectively blasting the monster away from you.

mysterio easily "defeats' the monster, earning cheers and applaud from people nearby, but quentin didnt care. immediately he flies back to where he had put you down, but you were already gone.

quentin was insistent on knowing everything about you after that. he thought you were beautiful and interesting, and so he sent some of his assistants to find you. that was the hardest part, but finally they located you staying in a hotel not far from where he had saved you. he learned your name, your age, the fact that you were here on vacation, where you actually lived, weather you had a partner or not. he became more intrigued with you with each passing day. he waited by your hotel, for you to inevitably come outside.

he did this for a few weeks, effectively staying hidden. weather he was there in person or watching via drone, he carefully observed your every move, where you ate, what clothes you wore, how you walked, how you talked, how you slept. this went on for a few weeks, and you never noticed. quentin knew this was wrong, but he was too nervous to actually talk to you yet. in his mind, this was the second best option.

quentin knew through overhearing a conversation you had with a friend on the phone that you were going back home soon, so he decided now was the time. that very next day he waited by your hotel at the time that you normally went out. when you finally stepped out, quentin made his move, bumping into you 'accidentally'.

"oh im so sorry!" you apologize, upon looking up at him, you realized who it was. "wait.… you're mysterio! err, its quentin? right? you saved me on the bridge" you smile softly. quentin could have swore his whole face was more red than a tomato, you remembered his name.

"oh wow, yeah! what a coincidence! im so sorry about running into you there" he apologizes, using this time to observe your features in awe.

"no, its okay! im glad we ran into each other actually, i really wanted to thank you for saving my life a few weeks ago from that monster. how about i buy you a drink or something? its the least i could do" you beam, gesturing towards the little coffee shop across the street from the hotel.

"of course YN, you dont have to do that for me though, really. i would love to sit down and get to know you a little though?" he responds, his smile faltering slightly as he watches confusion fall over your face.

"howd you know my name?" you question, watching as his smile falls for just a fraction of a second.

"oh! yeah i- you told me the day i saved you, remember?" quentin lies, praying to the lord above that you would believe him and move on.

"oh, huh. completely forgot about that" you laugh, putting it off as you being forgetful "i would like to get to know you more too though, this coffee place is really great. i go here just about every day" you went on as the two of you cross the street. quentin already knew that, but he smiles and nods as if he never did.

the two of you converse in the coffee shop for at least an hour, the both of you getting along great.

"i really enjoyed getting to know you quentin, and im glad we ran into each other before i have to go back home." you voice as you down the rest of your coffee.

"yeah, me too YN. how about we exchange numbers? id love to keep in touch" he smiles, having a silent victory as you agree. the two of you exchange numbers before stepping out of the coffee shop.

"¡ guess ill talk to ya later, quentin" you smile up at him, nudging his arm and walking off casually. quentin is left staring in awe until you were out of sight, a smile and the dusting of red on his cheeks didnt leave his face for a good 2 hours after.