#no I didn't I reacted instantly and viscerally

[blazingblorbos]

Yeah, ok

WHAT IF I

[incarnadinedreams]

This isn't really new or anything but the more I reread random passages the more convinced I am that there's something very unique about the way Jiang Cheng reacts to Wen Ning and it's just so interesting!

I'm convinced it's more than just being angry. It's more than just hating him, or blaming him for Jin Zixuan's death or his sister's life. It's more than being a Wen, and it comes long before so many of those tragedies unfold anyway.

There's a sort of urgent, visceral reaction to Wen Ning's presence that just has this different feeling to it than how he reacts to any of the other characters. Even characters he has strong emotional responses to, it's never with the same panic or recklessness. It's not the same as the whole "vengeful wrath, fathomless hatred, or raving ecstasy" situation he's got going on with Wei Wuxian (sexy as that might be).

When it's Wei Wuxian, it's all "...well, well. So you're back?" and "Haven't you got anything to say to me?" Even when he's not being very nice, even when he's throwing teacups and furious at Wei Wuxian, there's still an edge of calmness in the way he lashes out. He's fucking mad but he's had more than a decade to think about this and he's got things to say and he's trying so hard to get a reaction from Wei Wuxian that he just won't give him.

But he can't tolerate having Wen Ning anywhere near him. Much of the time he instantly lashes out, physically, in ways to create space between them. He's mean to Wen Ning, but he doesn't really have much to say to him; he just wants to get away from him.

It really stuck out to me how instinctive and instantaneous and emotional that reaction is when I was reading this passage from chapter 81 (ExR translation since I've got it on hand in digital text form), when Jin Ling returns Zidian and rushes back into the fray during the Second Siege:

When Jiang Cheng was unaware, he stuffed Zidian's ring back into his hand and sprinted toward the crowd, all the way up to the most dangerous area before the mouth of the cave. Jiang Cheng was about to chase after him when he managed to slice a few corpses, staggering. He felt that Sandu was no lighter than hundreds of pounds. Two female corpses threw themselves at him from both directions.

Jiang Cheng cursed. As he lifted his sword again, another pair of hands tore the two corpses into pieces, "Sect Leader..."

Jiang Cheng lost his temper as soon as he heard the voice. He kicked Wen Ning away and cursed, "Get the fuck away from me!"

Obviously that is not very nice and poor Wen Ning didn't deserve a kick for being legitimately helpful there, but the point is that not only does he lash out - the reaction happens even when he's clearly got higher priorities going on in a chaotic situation. Throughout that entire event he reacts in a somewhat more even-keeled way to almost everything except Wen Ning being in his vicinity.

And it's not just after Wen Ning's death, not just after he became Wei Wuxian's greatest weapon, not just after he was forced to kill Jin Zixuan - it's specifically a pattern established from the moment he woke up in the Supervisory Office without a core:

Before he could say anything, those sun robes reflected against Jiang Cheng's eyes. His pupils suddenly shrunk.

Jiang Cheng kicked Wen Ning, toppling over the bowl of medicine. The black liquid all spilled onto Wen Ning. Wei WuXian wanted to take the bowl of medicine. He pulled up Wen Ning as well, who had been shocked speechless. Jiang Cheng roared at him, "What's wrong with you?!"

At this point he doesn't even know how he was rescued, since he was unconscious for all of that, and thinks they're in a Wen trap and likely going to die (or worse). But there's so many echoes of that interaction again, and again, and again between them.

And combined with Wen Ning's remarks during the scene just before this, where he tells Wei Wuxian about the discipline whip injuries and how Jiang Cheng 'should have other injuries as well', the way the narrative is so deliberately ambiguous on what exactly occurred, it all makes me want to crawl up the walls and gnaw on the light fixtures wailing WHAT DID YOU SEE, WEN NING?! WHAT DID YOU SEE?

At a minimum, Jiang Cheng knows that Wen Ning was there at Lotus Pier prior to his capture by the Wen guards, because they'd both seen Wen Ning examining Jiang corpses on the training field before they fled for Meishan.

But everything after that is only implication and subtext and suppositions and speculation, not directly stated in the text. But based on his reaction, you can pry my headcanon from my cold dead hands that that Wen Ning probably witnessed all or much of what happened to Jiang Cheng after he was captured, and Jiang Cheng knows it.

I've also posted before how I think there's an at least nonzero chance that Jiang Cheng was never directly told that Wen Ning wasn't actually there with Wen Chao when they saw him early on, but came later to try to help (because when Wen Ning gives Wei Wuxian that information Jiang Cheng isn't conscious, and nobody tells Jiang Cheng anything. I don't think that headcanon changes much either way, but there is a slight difference, at least emotionally, between 'I helped you while I was there to slaughter your clan and destroy your life' and 'I came when I heard my crazy cousin was slaughtering your clan and tried to help you' and I think it's a juicy thing to add to the pile of misunderstandings they each have of the other's motivations and actions).

Which, if I go with these two ideas together, really drives home what a bespoke and specific nightmare the way the Golden Core reveal played out - not only the substance of the reveal, but the fact it was Wen Ning who revealed it.

He was already furious that they were even there at Lotus Pier, particularly Wen Ning. But the way it all happens it feels like it's not just echoes of the amplified emotions of the confrontation with Lan Wangji & Wei Wuxian in the Ancestral Hall, it's not just Wen Ning being a Wen, or even Jin Zixuan's death, the way the narration calls out. It feels like there are deeper layers to it.

I also feel a bit stupid for not noticing before this probably extremely obvious to literally everyone else who isn't a dumbass like me parallel of Wen Ning getting a gruesome scorching whip mark across his chest at Lotus Pier in the course of saving Wei Wuxian (more or less, sort of - we know as readers Jiang Cheng was intentionally trying not to hurt them with Zidian, but I don't think Wen Ning knew that when he jumped in).

Jiang Cheng looked to find that the uninvited guest was Wen Ning. Immediately, he raged, "Who let you inside Lotus Pier?! How dare you!"

He could manage to tolerate others, but definitely not Wen Ning, the Wen-dog who put his hand through Jin ZiXuan's heart and ended both his sister's happiness and her life. Just a look, and he felt the urge to kill him right there. How dare he step foot on the earth of Lotus Pier—he really was looking for his death!

Because of the two lives and many other reasons, Wen Ning had always felt guilty, and so he'd always been somewhat scared of Jiang Cheng, consciously avoiding him all the time. Right now, however, he blocked Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi as he faced him, taking the hard lash. A gruesome scorch climbed across his chest, but still he didn't flinch.

I don't know that it actually means anything but it's making me FEEL THINGS incoherently at this specific moment, so. Also I find it legitimately sad that Wen Ning has to live with guilt over things that happened when he was controlled by someone else, though the scene before the Ancestral Hall when Jin Ling starts crying on the boat is probably a better example of that. Anyway.

It's just there's so, so many layers to how uniquely horrible it is for Jiang Cheng that he not only finds out about the Golden Core transfer this way, but also that Wen Ning, specifically, directly witnessed this life-shatteringly huge deception and sacrifice too - while Jiang Cheng was unconscious, no less.

And, well, we know how everything got capped off in that scene...

Obviously the shock of the information was going to get a huge reaction no matter what, no matter who or how he found out. Even without the Wen Ning element, it already hits every one of his deepest weaknesses and insecurities and fears.

But to come from the guy who'd witnessed his family being slaughtered, who'd witnessed who-knows-what humiliations heaped on him (who also happens to be the same fucking guy that Wei Wuxian thought it was worth leaving Yunmeng Jiang for, breaking his promise for...), the guy he blames for his sister's tragic fate (whether that blame is misplaced or not), the guy he exhibits a panic response towards even decades later, and goddamn.

There are just so many layers to this perfect little nightmare reveal on so many different levels aren't there?

There's just SO much meaty stuff for these two to dig into post-canon and all we get is an extra with a 'oh yeah sometimes Jiang Cheng yells on night hunts and Wen Ning is there' about it?!

I should probably just shut up and go read some Jiang Cheng and Wen Ning focused fics or something (whether romantic or platonic that's probably an area I really haven't explored enough vs. the amount of sheer interesting hints and material the novel gives to work with! If by some miracle anyone made it to the end of this beast feel free to drop any recs that explore them, especially that 'what did Wen Ning see?!' aspect of the whole situation because that is the current little brain worm haunting me right now).

[dontlookatmytmntcollection]

(I didn’t find any info if your askbox is closed or not, if you are not taking up requests you can ignore this!)

But hi :) how are you? how you are doing well

this is a bit personal, but would you mind doing either a Headcanon or scenario with reader x turtles (romantic/crush stage) with a…Hopeless reader? Kinda someone who had to tell themselves that love isn’t on their life journey and that seriously bother them? Lol

this weekend I’m gonna attend a friends wedding, while meeting with some shared friends before the wedding, one of them quoted corpse bride’s scene “to Emily, always the bridesmaid, never the bride” for me (most of my friends are married or dating long term), usually I handle the lack of a love life fairly well (by not thinking about it or just making jokes about it lol) but tonight it kinda really bothered me, a lot.) a lot of my friends treat me being single as something I don’t out efforts in it? But holy shit I do, and it really hurts to see them saying or acting like I’m not doing enough? Anyways. I guess the request would be how the turtles would react to a reader who kinda just lost hope, who agrees with the quote even if it makes her very sad? Kinda trying to wing the night lowkey but turtles can sense it hurt her (maybe Vern said the quote lol, or something similar… that’s something stupid enough for the falcon to do 😅)

I hope makes sense, if not I apologize for the messy ask. Have a good day / night

I'm sorry that happened. Your friends definitely need to stfu about that lol dating and relationships are fun, but nobody NEEDS them. If they need a RELATIONSHIP to feel fulfilled, they have shit to figure out.

Definitely been there tho. And being single can be horrible. I see you

Scene: Your turtle has been secretly pining for you for a while now. Hasn't got the guts to say anything yet.

TMNT x Lonely Reader

Leo

- He could sense your reaction instantly, despite how well you hid it.

- Your micro expressions, the slight but sudden shift of your bodyweight away from Vern- Leo almost didn't catch that you had smiled and laughed at the comment.

- His own reaction was visceral and overwhelming, at least it was to him.

-He remained still by your side, but the urge to...he didn't even know. Hide you. Push hard at Verns shoulder- something.

-Geez. He hadn't felt like this since he was a child. Like he could protect his little brothers or you from judgment or cruelty.

-He couldn't.

-He sucked in a breath through his nose, scrambling for self-control; watching you handle the interaction like an adult. Forcing himself to as well.

-But it did satisfy him to see that Vern physically felt his animosity. The guy took once glance at Leo before he instantly stuttered an excuse to walk to another conversation.

-"Vern is an idiot." Leo scratched out, desperate to keep what he really wanted to say to you at a minimum. "There's absolutely nothing wrong with you."

-You seemed surprised at that, glancing up at him. But your quite, sincere smile made it it worth it.

Raph

- "Always the brides maid, never the bride, huh?"

- "What?" It was a reactive response. Before you could even register what he had said, or the sudden amount of hurt- or embarrassment you felt.

- Raph had turned wide, expectant eyes on Vern as well, something Vern noticed instantly.

- "Well, yunno." Vern stutteres, trying to stay focused on you. "I've seen ya at these events a lot but you never bring a guy around...or-"

-"See that girl over there?" Raph suddenly said, leaning down a little to point your gaze in the right direction.

- "Yeah." You said quietly.

-"Who's that girl, Vern?"

-Vern looked back at you guys, shrugging and putting his hands back in his pockets with an air of pride. "She's my girlfriend."

-Raph smirked, his voice somehow both condescending and unusually soft. "Vern met her a week ago. That makes her..." Raph trailed off, looming back into his full height, towering over Vern. "The sixth one this year, right. Makin' you real good at givin' advice to pretty girls, Falcon boy. Careful with that."

-"Jesus. I'm just- I'll be over there." Vern sighed, awkwardly stepping aside then walking out of sight.

- Raph said nothing, instead turning to you. "You alright?"

-You were desperate not to say everything you wanted to. "Much better." You said instead, looking up at him. Hoping the softness you saw there was a reflection of what you felt for him too.

Donnie

- Donnie couldn't even react or register the words before you were handling it. Shrugging and waving Vern off.

-He was horrified. His eyes were glued to Vern, completely confused that the guy had missed how rude of a statement that was.

-The conversation came and went, and while he had a wonderful time, he was entirety focused on you.

-While you didn't seem MISERABLE, you were different. Something had obviously changed. And it was Verns fault.

-You had no reason to feel pressure of that kind. You were perfect the way you were! No one should ever, ever, ever make you feel anything less.

-The thought that you did made him physically sick to his stomach.

-He might not have caught it in time to say anything in the moment.

-But Verns apartment locks, car, computer, and bathroom pipes all giving him a hard time all in the next 24 hours?

-A complete and utter mystery...

Mikey

-"Yeah you should listen to him." Mikey said.

-Shock coursed through you. "What?" You looked at him, wide eyed, heart in your throat- "W- I should-"

-"You should listen to him." Mikey repeated, noding solumley, starting to confidently strole around Vern. "This guy has fantastic dating advise. You don't even know, girl. Look at him!" Mikey's smile was as bright as the sun, gesturing to Vern as if he was a plater he was showing off to you.

-"He's been on this earth so long, his life experience exceeds our very comprehension, girl."

-Vern made a sudden puzzled expression while yours melted quickly into a smile.

-"He's got recipes too. Qualifications, evidence, the whole nine yards. Guy has like- twelve grand kids-"

-"I- C'mon, Mike-" Vern was catching on.

-"Ohhh.. yeah, that's right. No grandkids. But he does have a wife. They just had their fiftieth anniversary-!"

-"I'm not that o- He's joking with you." Vern tried to explain. "I'm not married."

-Mikey snapped his fingers as he had remembered something, suddenly getting much, MUCH closer in Verns personal space.

-"Oh yeah, that's right. You're not married. I forget that your on, like, your sixth girlfriend this month. Maybe actual advise sounds like..."

-Mikey stepped away from Vern, standing infront of you. "Keep those standards up, girl. Pretty face like yours? You could have anyone you want."

-You couldn't stop smiling.

[shipping1addict]

Ever since the first trailer dropped and people started whining about how "The Acolyte" would be trash, I instantly knew that a major problem was going to be the fact that this show was something entirely new.

I feel like people aren't comfortable with something new.

And all the "the wokeness ruins it" comments. Jesus Christ PLEASE TOUCH GRASS.

The only thing even I rolled my eyes on was when Osha quickly adjusted the pronouns for Bazil. I think they could've handled that better. Was a little on the nose.

But otherwise?!?!? I'm genuinely confused when people jump to defend their "the wokeness ruins everything" posts with "nobody said anything about POC" or "I didn't post anything about lesbians" when confronted by other fans.

So what is the "problematic wokeness" then? Hmm?

This makes my skin itch this discourse is so frustrating how could anyone from any side engage with people like this.

And for all the critics that called it "anti Jedi propaganda": for me the entire season switched between points of views ON PURPOSE. You can't just watch the first three episodes without the latter and call it a day.

There can be much said, much speculated for why some of the jedi reacted how they did something we could've seen in a second season.

Now I have my own critique. I found some of the episodes to be very slow. When rewatching, I realised that the best watch-methode to be the first three episodes, then 4 and 5 (potentially the 6. too) and then 7 and 8.

I think a big issue was the way inwhich the show was.. shown. It felt more like a movie, streched out.

I talked with a collegue about this and it was also way too slow for his liking.

All in all I'm not surprised the show isn't very well received (at least not in comparison to other shows).

Not even the harassment from fans towards the people behind and infront the cameras. This is nothing new. Not the racism, not the sexism. ALL the -isms.

Sadly this is the reality we live in. This is also the reason why I mostly stay in my constructed, controled corner of fandom.

Even if a product is bad, you don't need to overreact. Just go watch something else and shut up.

But apperantly if you're a woman, queer or POC you can't make Star Wars because it's too political.

And that is the very confusing way The Stranger told Mae how to kill a Jedi. I thought for most of the show (because it was portrayed as such) that the "goal" was to kill an unarmed Jedi.

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Also I have one point that I didn't see from any of the so called "critiques" pointed out. At least not as viscerally as the others I've mentioned:

Something Qimir even pointed out in the fight with Sol.

Something so often portrayed in the franchise.

But the goal was just force choking? I mean. Maybe we've just seen it too often and are expecting as much.

Maybe Qimir also misinterpreted the task.

Whatever the reason, I thought the explanation was so confusing an unnecessary, considering that Osha did also kill an unarmed Jedi.

Morbid but one of my favourite scenes.

[ellorypurebloodculture]

Hi Ellory! ✨

For the Asker's Ask Game:

1) Bone of the Father: I love all of your fics so this was really hard to pick... Until I remembered this one and it was a done deal. I adore the way the father-daughter bond was unplanned but they both grasped onto it so desperately. The way Hariana adapts, the way Marvolo instantly switched from murder to protection... I think it's fascinating, frankly, and can only hope that, if the whim and inspiration strikes you, that one day you might do a sequel. Perhaps of them living together as family or maybe TMR's pov, going from an unwanted orphan to an isolated dark lord and wraith... To a man with an adoring daughter of his own 🥺 (and how he'd react to someone interested in his daughter like five mins after he got her, first vassal grandson or no 🤭) even if you never do, my imagination is enough because that fic is just *chefs kiss*, so visceral and urgh-! Thank you for posting it ✨

6) Siriana Black making magical lace to wrap around her cut hair, it's just really visual and romantic in that desperate, slightly dark fairytale way... I also always remember "Siriana shorn off her hair, and James climbed the night-sky stair"...

11) More crossovers probably, I'd read them even if I didn't know the other fandom. My reasons for this are because of what we've seen in the three crossovers you've done: this amazing, electrifying, compelling ability to just... Enfold other universes/fandoms into your style/AU-culture. Like Mycroft plucking at the evidence of Pleione's world and background to piece together a hope for a life together, of how well Wednesday slotted into MoD-Harry's ideal love, how you handled Narutoverse without involving HP and it was mind-blowingly detailed and addictive. I just think seeing you work with crossovers is amazing twofold, both enjoying the content as a reader but also getting to see how you reconcile your style/AU with them!

Thank you, Anon! This put a huge smile on my face.

I have tried several times to write more in Bone of the Father with no luck. If that ever changes, I will happily share the result with you all. 💛

I appreciate that! Maybe I'll consider trying more fusions/crossovers this year.

[staticsqueaks]

Pacifism had always been the answer before. Hosin held his ground, yelping with surprise when his bubble was struck by whiplike tendrils, sending a searing pain up his back as his body reacted. Don't show it. He can't know you feel it. He thought of Nala, his beautiful sister to quench his fears. He thought of Suppaliax and the planet's rolling hills of gorgeous farmland and sprawling cities to ease the tearjerking pain. He thought of Minimus, how gentle his touch had been to keep his footing as he was knocked ruthlessly about. Hosin shrieked and gritted his teeth when he was snatched up, keeping his arms in place to maintain his defense. "Cheap talk for a parasite that cowers in a suit! I held the rank of General on Suppaliax during the war!" He spat back, feeling his anger rise as he was brought into the hideous, gaping maw of such a filthy thing. "You say I cower in my defense, yet you cannot survive without taking hold of another?! Who is the real coward here?!" The beast clamped down and Hosin bit his tongue to keep from shrieking, feeling tears prick in the corners of his heated vision when the pressure became physical, visceral. Heat throbbed over his form and his arms shook, unable to keep up his defense much longer at this rate. He was getting nauseous, dizzied by the sudden betrayal of his trust and remind himself on a hazy loop why he was doing this in the first place. He had to get to Minimus. He remembered the way he cradled him, the way he spoke softly to him about his beautiful poetry. Hosin remembered the way he obsessively organized his desk down to the last pen, the way Minimus cleared his intake when he was nervous. It was the little things he liked the most. "Minimus is stronger than you think!" He grumbled under the roar of frustrated engines. "I will find a way to pry him out of you- AH!" Then came the squeeze. Hosin sobbed openly through the unbearable agony, feeling every inch of his form light up and scream as if he were splitting. Curse his indestructibility, he always found it to be a flaw, fury replacing the blinding horrors of intense pain ricocheting through his little form. He could endure anything, but sometimes the pain was worse than death itself. This was one of those times. The former Emperor let his grasp fall in an effort to gain some relief, the bubble instantly retreating as he was slammed hard to wall under a sharp, ruthless pede, struggling to catch his breath as his mind reeled from the intensity of the torture. Pacifism was always the answer...until it wasn't. Suppaliax forgive him, for he would not be able to forgive himself. "You want me to fight you?" He hissed dangerously, reaching up and struggling to claw at the monster's ankle. "THEN I SHALL FIND A WAY TO RIP MINIMUS OUT OF YOU MYSELF!" He gave a sudden war cry in a shrill foreign tongue and dissipated under the parasite's hold, melting to the floor in a formless puddle of silvery liquid that slithered and encased that dubious pede in an instant. The puddle shot forward like a thick wave, wrapping panels in a thick, gooey mess and pouring through cables to yank and tug at whatever it could find. It was invasive, all encompassing, and slick, Hosin struggling to maintain his concentration as he popped raw metal from its housing by force and used the friction of his creaky body to build up charge. Pieces fell away with sharp clangs to the floor as he traveled, reaching up with a formless arm like sludge and slamming down hard on the chassis of his foe, splattering him in the face with grimy muck. Minimus would not die on his watch. He didn't care about the Magnus armor, he just wanted his friend out of there. "I am no coward!" He hissed, voice dripping with ooze. "I gave you the chance, now give me back my Minimus or I shall pick you apart until I find him! GIVE HIM TO ME!"

Hosin leaves the bath behind and furrows his brow. He attempts his comms again. "Hello? Magnus? You are not picking up...are you alright? Are you still feeling ill? Please, if you find the time, call me back to let me know you are alright." There is concern in his voice.

There's more static, just as before, a tad louder this time. Once again, if the comm links are switched, the radio chatter is normal, voices clear as day. But as the comm link is switched back, there is the white noise now that screeches into Hosin's ears, piercing and loud, but in the midst of the screech there is a voice, cold, deep, a voice garbled amongst the white noise speaks to him now.

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[koncreates]

This is 100% why people need to actually Think for once before they make call out posts. Instead of doing any research outside asking your friends for gossip into the topic (I assume whatsoever being that you called a Child a Pedophile and wanted everyone else to do the same) you chose to take as many damnable screenshots as you had and say "Dangerous person!".

You encouraged people to shun and report a Child who is in therapy for what he has been through and who is actively trying to better himself and thought "you know what? I can call this person out with no repercussions! I can get some good brownie points for being Woke because pedophilia is always bad!"

And you know what? Pedophilia IS always bad! The good response would have been to get more information into what was happening, to get any modicum of the whole story, or to (this may be a wild idea) try and Help The Child who was being groomed by a pedophile. But instead you in all honesty and good conscience tried to call that Child Who Was Preyed On the real pedophiles in the most victim blaming allegation I've seen in years.

The last person to try this shit was 16, so I can cut them a little slack in jumping the gun on trying to call attention to what they saw as a real issue. You, however, are 18 years old. You are a goddamn adult. I don't care if you turned 18 11.5 months ago or 1 week ago, you need to understand that your actions and words hold a lot more weight than the 15 year old you tried calling a pedophile. I know you can't be expected to instantly have every bit of knowledge about how the world works the instant you turn 18, but you sure as shit should know by now that you need to have your facts straight when accusing someone of something this serious.

You don't get to use the excuse "I just didn't know he was an actual child". You don't get to say "i didn't know he was a CSA victim". You don't get to say "I didn't know that the art i was calling him out over or the out of context screenshots came directly from him being groomed at the time i saw them". You don't get to say "don't hold me responsible for the damage I caused to this impressionable kid because I Did Not Know" because guess what? You should have known.

You should have done research. You should have asked questions. You should have gone to Zack, even if anonymously, to get more information on what you were going to publish to the world with a smug grin and the message "I know he's lied about his age before" in an attempt to be able to continue calling a highschool child a pedophile.

I know this is probably coming off as really mean, but honestly? If me sounding mean keeps you from making another barely researched call out post in the future? Good. You don't know the effect your words have on people. You don't know what others will do with the information and misinformation you give them. You don't know how many death threats you may have sent toward a child because you wanted to make a big callout post "exposing" someone for shit you admit to not even understanding. There is no way you can convince me that you didn't realize that a Pedophile Call Out Post would make people react in a visceral and aggressive way toward the person you were calling out. You should understand cause and effect by now.

Grow up. Do research. Do better.

I would like to publicly apologize to Zack aka @snapzone for the callout post that I had written. I accused him of things without fully understanding what was going on. I was unaware of his past and of his age, and ended up completely misunderstanding everything and most likely triggering him. The way I handled the situation was definitely wrong, and I should have talked to him about it instead of putting such things in the public. I wasn’t aware of his age, and the only people I really asked were my close friends, who didn’t know him well either. That was foolish on my part and I 100% should’ve asked around more.

He’s just a kid, and I wasn’t aware of that. I’m an adult, and I definitely should’ve known better. I shouldn’t have brought this stuff up and accused him of things when I didn’t know much about it in the first place. I’m really sorry.

I made the callout post a few months ago, I think, and I don’t know how to delete it from the original post, and all the reblogs from me. Does anyone know how I can do that? I need to take down the callout post asap and I don’t know the quickest way to do it.

EDIT: i figured out how to delete it and im doing so right now