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whentheskittlesfightback · 3 months ago
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im gonna watxh gravity falls :3
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chaseagainstonision · 5 years ago
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Friendly reminder that Onision is a rapist~
I lue of his new video "Something You Should Know..." (direct link, please watch with and adblocker), I wanted to poat this in the tags again just as a refresher for those familiar with the situation and those who are new to this.
If Gerg were telling the truth, he shouldn’t have to sit there and insult someone and say something like “She goes to insinuate that, when we did make love, that I was forcing her into it. That I was pressuring her into it and she didn’t really want to. That’s funny coming from someone who’s slept with over twenty people. That’s really funny.”
Or like “You shouldn’t text a person repeatedly all the sexual things that you want to do with them and tell them on the phone all the things you want to do with them and talk about oral on a road trip, all the way back home, because you’re planing on taking is from one state to another. You shouldn’t be extremely sexual with someone if you don’t plan on being sexual with them and then turn around and be surprised when they have sex with you when they met you like… Two or three hours after, like in person.” (and this is echoed in the very last image in this post).
That’s rape apologetics straight from the videos that are linked further down. That’s essentially him admitting he raped someone because he’s excusing his own actions and pinning it all on AJ, like it was her fault because he thinks she couldn’t have been pressured into sex. Because you apparently can’t rape someone who’s slept with a lot of people. And you apparently can’t rape someone who you’re been sexual with through various forms of communication because you apparently now owe them sex. Because he assumes that pressuring and coercing someone into sex isn’t rape.
But he lied. He wasn’t in the right. His story isn’t fucking consistent at all and he keeps making excuses. And, I mean, rapists are wont to like, just like any other criminal. They are wont to deny their crimes. Because, y'know, he’s an actual fucking rapist an all and realized he dun goof’d when he admitted she was right and tried to back peddle and cover his ass. Unlike AJ, who’s always had the same thing to say about this.
And it’s cute that you lot think she’s lying when it comes to these emails, all because Gerg keeps taking them out of context:
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Nowhere in there does she apologize for her letter. She apologizes for the mudslinging that went on after he started trashing her name but that’s it. Actually sit and read the letters and emails that she’s sent instead of taking his word for it. I mean, I have been paying attention to both sides of this argument and Gerg’s just got a lot of holes and inconsistencies while AJ’s been very forthright and doesn’t have any excuses (like Gerg and his “well, I couldn’t have raped her, she slept with over 20, you can’t rape someone that’s slept with over 10 people” excuse) or any variation of what happened.
Gerg’s still lying about raping AJ. Rapists (and criminals in general) are wont to do such. She DID admit, though not initially, to being raped. I mean, if you want her admitting to that, look at this link and you’ll see.
I WOULD NEVER CLAIM THAT SOMEONE IS A RAPIST IF THERE WASN’T PROOF OF THE MISDEED. TO DO SO WOULD MEAN THAT I AM NO BETTER THAN RAPISTS LIKE GERG AND MY FIRST EX BECAUSE IT WOULD MEAN THAT I AM BASELESSLY CLAIMING THAT SOMEONE IS A RAPIST. BUT, THERE IS ALL OF THIS PROOF THAT GERG IS A RAPIST, HENCE WHY WE CALL HIM SUCH.
Okay, so, while his ex, AJ, doesn’t outright say that she was raped in her original letter (which was meant to be a private conversation between the her and a friend, if I recall, and I’m assuming that the other person leaked it), she said no, he continued, and she gave in because he was so persistent, which will be shown below. In legal standards, he absolutely raped her. He even says that at least 90% of what she said was true without refuting it in his really creepy voicemails. He even proceeds to lie and say she had a smelly vag and later retracted it and went ahead and try to slander her character without actually making a rebuttal or trying to come up with a different story of what happened that night. Again, you might want to check out this letter, too, from AJ.
It doesn’t matter if AJ said that she just felt pressured into having sex (which, technically and legally, coercion and persuasion are considered rape since rape isn’t just forcefully having sex with someone against their will. It also means that, if you don’t get a clear, concise, enthusiastic yes, it’s a no and if you continue, guess fucking what? Congrats, it’s rape! You win nothing! Go straight to jail!) because it’s still rape in the eyes of the law.
This is proof that he raped someone. Straight up, the fact that this happened is disgusting:
We drove back to his hotel room, we walk in the door, I set down my bag  and instantaneously he starts making out with me. He immediately starts  taking off articles of my clothing, and we had only been there for not  even 30 seconds. He gets me on the bed, still kissing me and touching me  — between his kisses was me going “nononononono”, and him kissing me  harder to shut me up. I finally pull away long enough to remind him that  he said we were supposed to wait a month, and that maybe we should get  to know each other in person a day or two before we jump into having  sex. He asks me “Why?” as he continues kissing me. Eventually I realized  I was fighting an uphill battle, so I gave up and just went with it.
Because, once you say no, your partner should absolutely stop. No if, ands, or buts about it. The fact that he continues is legally considered rape.
Then he goes on to be really creepy, as the following:
During sex, he’s looking me in the eye, petting my hair, and asking  me if I want him to cum in me. I told him only if we can get Plan B in  the morning. He looks at me with these disappointed and frustrated eyes,  and says “Don’t you want to be pregnant with my child? Come on, let’s  make babies together!”, I told him absolutely not. And he still came in  me anyway. Luckily for me, he’s not that big of a creeper that he  refused to get me Plan B the next morning.
Basically the first 2 days of him being in Austin was him repeatedly  trying to have sex with me, cutting off everything I was saying to ask  me a sexual question or to make a sexual innuendo. It got to the point  that we got into an argument about it, because it was legitimately  starting to hurt my feelings. For some reason or another, he would take  me being frustrated and argumentative as a sexual challenge, and would  pin me to the bed and basically try to fuck me (or, as he says, “make  love”) into submission. It became pointless to try and fight it, so I  let him do whatever he wanted — which resulted in him cumming in me  countless times after the Plan B had worn off. With him citing: “If you  get pregnant, I will immediately marry you and will step up as the role  of the father for our child”. What a turn on.
This was all against her wishes. This was all essentially forced upon her. Tell me that this isn’t proof enough that he forced her to have sex against her will.
And, as an addition, Gerg likes to take all of what AJ said (via their back and forth in emails and some blog posts and things of that nature) out of context and like to twist her words and make it seem like she apologized for everything when that isn’t the case. AJ only apologized for any mud slinging on her part but stands by everything else. Taking only Gerg’s word on this at face value is being intellectually dishonest and being biased, which is, quite honestly, not a good thing.
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And here he is, still trying to say that she obviously couldn’t have been raped because they were talking about sex before hand and obviously couldn’t have been raped because of the amount of partners she had prior to their relationship. I mean, it’s common sense that, once you start talking about pervy things, you have to oblige, right? I mean, it’s not like that’s rape, even if they tell you no numerous times… Right?
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kmp78 · 4 years ago
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K I think Anon is taking about the B & W pic he posted of him laying down with no shirt on & his shoulder tattoo showing. He deleted that one. ?
Yep that isn't on his IG. 🤷🏼‍♀️
And a pointless pic to poat regardless. 😴
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dumescu-poems · 5 years ago
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Rămâi
Nu pleca, te rog sâ rămâi
Numai un pic, mai puțin de-un veac
Rămâi cu mine pentru todeauna
O să fii regina mea
Doamna mea, stăpâna mea
Rămâi așa cum am rămas și eu pentru tine in gara vieți așteptându-te
Nu pleca, nu are rost
Viața fără noi
Am nevoie de ochi tăi, de privirea ta
De vocea ta susurând
O să rămân aici cu tine
Așa vreau să te aud
Dar știu că nu se poate
Tu ești tot timpul pe drumul fără capăt și fără leac
Rămâi cel puțin in gândul meu
Acolo am să te păstrez
De-acolo nu poți scapă nici dacă vrei
Rămâi in viața mea de vagabond
O să rămâi pentru mine in acest univers
Construit numai pentru noi
Te rog ca să rămâi
Stay
Do not leave, please stay
Only a little, less than a century
Stay with me forever
You will be my queen
My lady, my lord
Stay the way I stayed for you in the life station waiting for you
Do not leave, it's pointless
Life without us
I need your eyes, your eyes
By Your Voice Sighing
I'll stay here with you
That's how I want to hear you
But I know it's not possible
You are always on the endless and cureless journey
Stay at least in my mind
That's where I'll keep you
From there you can not escape even if you want
Stay in my vagabond life
You'll stay for me in this universe
Built only for us
Please stay there
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aurorluck · 7 years ago
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gardens catching fire  / self para
continuing this thread
One day after the national day, on the second of December, they had a new portkey for him at his request. He’d waited a day, respectfully, not to make any moves on a national holiday. Last visit to Romania was concluded without much that was concrete, and it upset Luca to think of himself on the edge of failure in a case so personally intertwined with his family. He didn’t want people to think that they were hiding something there and, on top of it, he wanted whoever stole and smuggled dragon eggs to pay for the illegality, as it was normal. Except that he never would have thought, after the initial thought that had to have crossed his mind, that it was as simple as the owners being behind it, that the solution led back to his parents. After much research, after conversations with employees that saw more than just his badge and were open to speak freely with him and after his second visit in Ocna Sibiului, it was becoming as clear as the lake water.
It was official within the reservation. It was clear that the case was wearing his name on it, and the only one to blame had to be his mother, because he couldn’t imagine his father having a say in anything regarding the family business. He was too soft and too careless to ever handle something as delicate as a crime. It had to be his mother’s white leather gloves. 
Without bothering to check in at the hotel, he went straight for the entry - hidden to muggles. The lake of Ocna Sibiului, Avram Iancu, as named after one of his ancestors, was the deepest lake in Romania and they’ve created it with magic hundreds of years ago. It was called the bottomless lake by many, and they were right. Luca dived in, with his suit and clothes on, without the water as much as touching him. The magic worked as stairs made of solid water, and he was climbing down into what once was a mine. He walked in, looking at the blue go over his head and feeling like disappearing into the depths of it. The tunnel, now rehabilitated, was dark and long, so he cast a quick Lumos and walked in towards where his childhood happened, this time with a motive that topped everything else he has ever been there for before. 
Cave-like, the interior echoed his every step and Luca was convinced that they all knew of his presence by now. It didn’t matter. He wasn’t there on an official matter first. He wanted to talk to his parents first. There was no way he wouldn’t ask first, because maybe there was something he was missing. It was terrible, the thought of arresting his kind for nothing. Yet, his attachment was more because his name would be dragged through mud too, to some extent, and the love for justice was deeper, anyway. Luca, more than anything, was looking for the fair solution. 
Nearly out of the tunnel and deep into the heart of the woods, Luca sensed movement ahead and shook his wand to remove the light effect, though it seemed for nothing, when the other person approaching had their wand lit up. A woman cut his way and spoke in a broken English to him, clearly having recognized him - because how could they not recognize one of the only two Egyptians in the entire region. ‘’Where do you need to be that I can guide?’’
‘‘Mulțumesc. Mă descurc,’‘ Luca shook his head back at her, stopping for just a moment to thank her and let her know that he handled it. It was his time to use language clumsily, after so much time away from it, but at the same time, wasn’t it weirder to speak in English all along? This woman, who knew who he was, chose a language that belonged to neither of them simply because she suspected he would understand it better than Romanian. He felt insulted by default, but moved on, speeding up his pace.
The tunnel ended with more stairs to light. The entrance in the reservation was accessible to Luca, but as invisible to muggles as Hogwarts used to be. He didn’t give his wish for a good morning to anybody awake and working, choosing to walk to the stone building, painted turquoise for his mother’s personal taste. More stairs to climb, and he found his father in the office, petting a stray cat, which was a funny image to Luca for just a moment before he quickly remembered the reasons behind his visit. 
Without saying a word, he took a seat on the other side of the office, still playing with his wand almost recklessly. It didn’t connect him more to it, but it was the kind of nonchalance that he wanted to give off as he first spoke. His father’s attention was all pointed towards him, with soft understanding and slightly furrowed eyebrows. Luca spoke. ‘’Spune-mi cum ai putut să o lași să facă... cum se zice, contrabandă cu ouă de dragoni. N-are niciun sens. Nu pot să-mi dau seama ce fel de logică e asta,’’ he confessed with a helpless shrug, feeling powerless and frustrated because he couldn’t understand. What he’d said appeared just as puzzled. ‘’Tell me how you could let her do... how do you say, smuggling with dragon eggs. It doesn’t make any sense. I can’t figure out what kind of logic this is.’’ His father was supposed to take care of his mother and her rushed decisions. He was supposed to think and not put him in this sort of a situation.
The man opened his mouth to lie. Luca could tell, and he shook his head slowly. Stefan Anton sighed, feeling defeated. He has never been good at lying, and lying to his son seemed pointless anyway. It wasn’t like he was going to arrest her. ‘’Luca, e ceva ce toată lumea face...’’ Luca rolled his eyes. What a good argument ‘’Luca, it’s something everybody’s doing,’’ is. Without mocking it, he let the man continue his explanation, without moving one centimeter. No change of heart, no softening. ‘’Dacă tu simți că asta trebuie să faci și dacă de-asta ești aici, nu poate nimeni să te oprească. Dar care ar fi diferența dacă m-ai aresta pe mine în locul mamei tale? E același lucru. Afacerea e pe numele meu, în morții mă-sii. E a mea. Eu am făcut ce-a făcut ea. Doar că nu cred că ar fi în regulă să-ți arestezi mama. I-ar rupe inima. Nu o băga pe ea în afacerea familiei noastre. Luca...’’ It was the strongest he has ever seen his father be. He translated the words in his mind, to be careful, because he didn’t have any active problems understanding Romanian. ‘’If you feel like this is what you have to do and if that’s why you’re here for, no one can stop you. But what is the difference if you arrest me instead of your mother? Same thing. The business is on my name, for fuck’s sake. It’s mine. I have done what she’s done. I just don’t think it would be alright for you to arrest your mom. It would break her heart. Don’t drag her into our family business. Luca...’’
Luca scoffed, and it was followed by an actually friendly smile, part understanding. ‘’De fapt, sper că știi că o să vă arestez pe amândoi,’’ he explained effortlessly, not changing the smile for a frown as much as the situation didn’t give him pleasure. It was just the right thing to do. Law was strict and they’ve bent it. ‘’Actually, I hope you know I’m going to arrest you both,’’ has never felt so strange to say. 
The next moment, his mother opened the office door, having eavesdropped to that point, clearly. Luca stood up, respectfully. She was clearly open-mouthed and shook, ready to spell out two million nice words to make him change his mind and to beg him against it. Luca cut her off before she even started. ‘’Mami, ești arestată. Ai dreptul să... taci,’’ he spoke, with his wand now pointed at her, feeling stranger than ever. ‘’Mum, you are under arrest. You have the right to remain... silent.’’ What a weird thing to say. He never would have guessed he’d ever be in this situation. It felt beyond odd. '’Mă rog, nu arestată. Nu arestați. Ne vedem la tribunal. O zi bună... și îmi pare rău că... Nici nu știu de ce ați face asta. Mda. Vorbim.’’ Luca sighed, actually displeased with the outcome, though it was exactly what he was expecting. ‘’Whatever. Not arrested. You’re not arrested. We’ll see each other in court. Have a good day... and I’m sorry that... I don't even know why you'd do this. Myeah... See you.'' And with that, he just had to leave before he suffocated.
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foggyprints008-blog · 10 years ago
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It has just occurred to me that, regarding homework, I am either not doing it/slacking off or doing a solid 1.5-3 hour block of it...
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amoxiciliin-blog · 12 years ago
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My poor Moxi muse!
;A; she's shriveled into herself, so sad and depressed and rejected feeling -comforts Moxi muse-
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whentheskittlesfightback · 26 days ago
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ypu never realize why aociety likes bedsheets until you use them
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whentheskittlesfightback · 2 months ago
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listening to ch&t right now ⁉️⁉️
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whentheskittlesfightback · 4 months ago
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queer british people always have great vibes idk
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whentheskittlesfightback · 3 months ago
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at doctor appointment. keeping my sexuality and gender a secret :3
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whentheskittlesfightback · 2 months ago
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you ever just feel the impulse to attack to bite but notning it biteable
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whentheskittlesfightback · 2 days ago
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whats that gemder thats like uhh "wvery possi le gender experience" its omni somethingggggg uhh
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whentheskittlesfightback · 8 days ago
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u all hav 2 prey 4 me that i can finish my homeswork that dint do in my free period 2morrow :3
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whentheskittlesfightback · 3 months ago
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im going insane so ima make some ocs
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whentheskittlesfightback · 1 month ago
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changed my clocks to 24 hours 👍
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