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buddiebeginz · 4 months ago

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The bt fandom is absolutely having a melt down of scary proportions

They had and posted a 4 hour Oliver stark Lashing video meeting just absolutely saying the most disgusting and horrible things about him because of last night and for not liking Lou

They are going through all of the pages Ryan follows on Instagram and looking for any post they can say is problematic and saying Ryan personally thinks and believes it and is responsible for them just because he follows the page.

They have been dragging Kenny’s name over some Paris convention that removed Lou’s name from a poll after learning about the issues he’s caused. And dragging Ryan into it even though the entire convention had nothing to do with 911. It was about swat.

I wouldn’t be surprised if Aisha is their next target at this rate.

I wish I could say I'm surprised by any of this but I'm not. I honestly think it's going to get worse with some of them once they realize B/T isn't going to be the big endgame ship they thought it was and even more so when they realize Buddie is happening.

I really think our fandom needs to try our best to distance ourselves from them. I'm talking about the more fanatical abusive people in their fandom. We really need to stop engaging with them. It just makes our fandom look bad and they're not worth the effort. They want to be pissed off because they saw Buck kiss a guy twice and think that meant they were soulmates let them but don't fall for the bait when they say something offensive online. I've been really guilty of that myself even making posts with their content trying to show how bad they've been but it's only been giving them attention so I'm trying to refocus on what matters.

I genuinely feel like this is going to be the season Buddie goes canon. I mean I don't know for certain 100% (I don't work for the show) but everything seems to be lining up that way. It's a really exciting time for our fandom and our ship and the show and we all should be focused on that and not some ship that won't even matter all that much soon.

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Oh also about Ryan.

Putting this under the cut cause it got long.

The B*mmy's can say whatever the want about him but what happened was his ex fiance used the n word in some old tweets. When they were brought up and she was called out (after Ryan was on 911) he tried to defend her. But later issued multiple apologies :

At the time Oliver and Aisha were clearly upset about this because both of them put out tweets and there's other stuff that was going on behind the scenes to indicate Ryan had a falling out with them. But he's clearly worked to repair the damage because since then he's been a guest at Aisha's wedding and has spent a lot of time with the cast outside of work.

As for him being anti-vaxx or Republican, as those are other things the B*mmy's try to claim about him, I'm not even sure where they get some of that from. I think one of it was because he shared something about Covid from Joe Rogan (during Covid) but a lot of people were scared and confused during that time and there was tons of misinformation going around. The idea that celebrities are immune to that just because they're rich and famous is just ignorant. Also show me where he's shared other vaccine and or health related misinformation because sharing one thing during a really confusing time doesn't make him an antivaxxer.

Also during Covid no one could film on the show without getting vaccinated (this is why Rockmond Dunbar was fired he refused). And since Ryan was a big part of s3 and s4 he clearly was vaccinated. If Ryan was as staunchly antivaxx as B*mmy's make him out to be he would have left the show before getting vaccinated. He's a more well known actor than Rockmond he could have found work elsewhere.

They try to use accounts he's following on insta as proof he's far right but I haven't seen any that are blatantly far right. We also don't know when he started following these accounts or who followed them. His ex could have used his account to follow people when they were still together. I'm also following a ton of accounts on my insta that I don't even remember or interact with anymore this could be the case for Ryan since to my knowledge they haven't found likes by him just that he's following.

One of the accounts in particular they're using as a gotcha for Ryan is this one:

Ryan is following them but I haven't seen any posts of theirs he's liked. It looks like an account about home schooling and living off the land but they do have at least one transphobic post I've seen (about pronouns). Here's the thing though immediately when you look at the front page of their account they aren't marketing themselves as anti lgbtq. Ryan is not responsible for what they're posting. And given all of their other content he likely started following them for one reason and didn't know about their more transphobic views. It's also unrealistic to assume that a busy actor is on social media 24/7 monitoring every single thing that the accounts they follow are posting. If that was an obvious alt-right anti trans account I could understand but it's just not the gotcha B*mmy's are trying to make it out to be.

I'm not excusing that account or their transphobia btw. And I don't think anyone should be following them just that there is nuance to a conversation like this. B/T stans try to say Ryan following this account is the same as Lou having posted an obvious racist post about Nicki Minaj's skin color is the same thing. It's not.

It's pretty hypocritical of them to say we should excuse Lou's old insta posts but yet we're going to hate on Ryan for accounts he's following but isn't even interacting with.

And again I don't know where B/T stans are getting that Ryan is a Republican. He's repeatedly posted anti Trump stuff:

This is from 2016 ☝️and it's because Trump has repeatedly talked about deporting Mexican people.

And like everyone has the right to see feel however they want about what Ryan said in the past (especially bipoc people). But knowing that Ryan is no longer with his ex who I think wasn't the best influence in his life. Seeing him take accountability for what he said and did. Seeing the cast forgive him. That's all enough for me to continue to be a fan of his.

B*mmy stans don't have to like him but they don't get to keep attacking him for stuff he's done in the past. Lou on the other hand has never apologized for his insta stuff even when called out about them. You'll also never get me to believe he was hacked when he responded with that spitting on blind children thing on twitter. Plus him minimizing T*mmy's racism and homophobia down to teasing.

If Ryan was still doing messed up stuff I'd call him out too and expect others to do the same. The problem with B/T stans is no matter what Lou does they'll defend him. It's part of why they attack Ryan. They want to get the attention off of Lou. But they can't sit there and say how dare you defend a racist and then defend every single thing Lou did even just this year.

Sorry this got so long anon. I've just been seeing people (one account in particular) attacking Ryan on twitter recently and I'm so over it. If you made it down this far I love you forever. ❤️

#ryan guzman #buddie #911 buddie #eddie diaz #911!

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bots-and-cons · 1 year ago

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Hey, i saw your "Scarlet Witch!Reader" and it gives me an idea.

Imagine she heard the discussions from the Autobots (She's on Team Prime after all) about her chaos magic powers could lead to destructions and that she will turn mad with power (which is completely the opposite, she's stable enough as she can be and kind and generous) and they should "keep an eye of her" in case she'll go crazy and what how do we stop her (aka in need to keep on lock her up) which affects her more and made her feel more outcast from them as much she's outcast from society which depressed her more. One day, in a terrible battle between them and the Decepticons, she "sacrifice" to save them (either she did sacrifice herself but miraculously survived but find herself alone after battle because everyone believe she died with it or secretly gets away from them in complete isolation from everyone, both humans and Autobots, living in a cottage in a forest or something, helping saving her world in her own way)

How Team Prime will react of her "death" and their guilts ? Because Some bot *cough*Ratchet*cough* was immediately rather skeptical and unsure about her (but grew soft sport for her soon) which discusses his concerns to the Bots before her "death" (Can't honestly blame him because of Megatron but NOT EVERYONE end like him Ratchet ��)

(P.S, you can add IF Team Prime's reactions IF they EVER heard that she's alive and learning WHY she left somewhere FAR away from them. would they want to reach her again or....?)

So the HCs you mentioned don't really play into this, but if anyone is interested they can be found here. I did HCs since those are always easier and I wanted to write this. You can also interpret this as a prequel to this post. This is a bit of a ramble tbh and I didn’t do all the bots, just some

•You know your powers can scare people sometimes, they sometimes even scare you, but you thought the autobots were different

•They never truly hated you or anything, but they were skeptical of your powers and how much control you had over them

•When you accidentally hit Bulk with a rock that you were aiming at a vehicon, it all started to go downhill

•Sometimes you would do things with more strength than you needed to, and broke something, but a lot of the bots interpreted that as you doing it on purpose

•You thought they wouldn’t shun you or want to imprison you, but apparently you had been wrong

•They were just like everyone else, thinking your powers would drive you to madness or make you evil somehow

•You tried to ignore the whispers at the base, the conversations that stopped when you entered the room, the way Ratchet kept an eye on you every time you were around the kids and the way Arcee kept glaring at you

•These things didn’t help any, because they just made you angry and when you got irritated, you had less control

•It ended up being a vicious cycle, that you couldn’t seem to get out of

•It was getting to be too much, you wanted to get away from the autobots, away from anyone who would treat you with prejudice because of your powers

•You’re a kind and caring person, but somehow your strength seemed to be the deciding factor in how others treated you, instead of your personality

•You decided you wanted to leave, but you didn’t know how you’d be able to

•The autobots kept a pretty keen eye on you all the time, so you would have to do something drastic

•You didn’t know what that was going to be until you got the chance to do it

•You were fighting with the autobots against the decepticons, and you saw your chance

•You could fake your death and get away, you wouldn’t be chained down again, by anyone

•When you disappeared from the battlefield, the autobots assumed you had been taken or that they just couldn’t find your body

•Of course there was no body to find, but they didn’t know that

•When Optimus brought the news back to the base that you were gone, Ratchet sort of scoffed

•The type of “I told you so” scoff, that he used pretty often

•There was a lot of conversation at the base afterwards about if you were really dead and even if you weren’t maybe it was better you were gone

•Arcee was probably the most outspoken about her feelings about it being good that you weren’t at the base anymore

•She got a few surprised looks, but no one disagreed with her

•Bee and Smokescreen sort of fell victim to their seniors’ bias but neither of them hated you or anything

•Optimus was left with a lot of guilt after your “death”, even though he wanted to protect others from you, he wanted to protect you too

•He knew you weren’t a bad person, but he had seen what too much power can do to someone

•Maybe they were all too quick to judge, but they couldn’t do anything about it now, you were gone

•Arcee was always primarily worried about the trouble trio around you, because she had seen you literally rip vehicons apart when you needed to

•She was worried that if one of the kids angered you, you might hurt them

•Ratchet kept his “I told you so” attitude for a while after your “death”, but he eventually came to feel very guilty about how he had treated you during your last months with the team

#transformers #tfp #transformers prime #autobots #optimus prime #ratchet #arcee #bumblebee #smokescreen #bulkhead #tfp headcanons #reader insert #platonic transformers x reader

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tragedytells-tales · 1 year ago

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Obey Me Incorrect quotes

Notes - quotes from poker nights + Sam and max, Feat. Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor + the rare Luke, Solomon, Simeon, and Barbatos appearance

Summary - A bunch of stupid incorrect quotes and sometimes they're out of character on purpose!

Warnings - Slight game spoilers, Chaotic and traumatized MC, Forth wall breaking

Tw - Gambling, Strong language, Guns, Violence ( nongraphic )

MC: Well of course you won with THOSE cards! Even Luci could'a won with those cards, and all he can do is talk about alcohol and how much of a poor single widowed mother he is!

Lucifer: Where in the three realms did you lot hide my demoneus now?

MC: shut the FUCK UP LUCI‼️ and people say I'M annoying??

( Telltales games : poker nights )

MC: Hey asmo, what do you think I should do?

Asmodeus: Tell her how you really feel before she runs off with Blaine!

MC: About the hand, chucklehead.

Asmodeus: Oh. Check.

( Telltales games : poker nights )

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Demon student: I gotta ask, what's it like living on a different plain of existence?

MC: It's great! As long as you ignore the constant firefights, random explosions, human eating plants, the fact that everyone I know and love has killed me, attempted to kill me, assisted in almost getting me killed, worsened my trust issues, or that every demon could try to eat my soul at any time- The devildom really is a home away from home!

Everyone (aside from Solomon, Simeon, and Luke): *whistles*

( Telltales games : poker nights )

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Mammon: This decks gone colder than my ex. Zombie not demon, they were actually kinda hot!

MC: Sometimes I regret being brought down here. this isn't one of em though, tell me more!

( Telltales games : poker nights )

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MC, talking about Michael: I've only become aware of your existence for 1 minute and I already unapologetically hate you AND everything that you stand for!

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MC: Hey! how much property damage do you think I can get away with in the span of, let's sayy, 2 minutes?

Belphegor: considering your last record, I'd say the entirety of RAD plus half of the forest.

Lucifer: yOU WHAT??

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MC, watching the brothers fight: I believe I need to get in touch with my anger, Satan.

Satan: I can help with that!

( Sam & Max S1 E15 )

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Diavolo: I believe our persuasive charm could have him seeing things our way!

MC: Or not seeing anything at all.

( Sam & Max S1 E15 )

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Lucifer: And what in the 7 rings happened here?

Barbatos: I'll tell you what just happened here, they just drove a man insane.

Mammon and Asmo: all in a days work!

( Sam and Max S1 E15 )

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Solomon: STOP THEIVES!

MC: Y'know that never works, right?

Solomon: Oh, I know. But it's such a wonderful prelude to the impending mayhem!

( Sam and Max S1 E16 )

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Diavolo, squeezing MC: I will pet you, and love you, and subjugate you to my every will!

( Sam and Max S1 E16 )

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Diavolo: I think that poor human has been forever scared, Barbatos.

Barbatos: Then our work here is done, my liege.

( Sam and Max S1 E16 )

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Beelzebub: Not to be skeptical or anything, but what makes this little human a potential weapon of doom?

MC: :]

( Sam and Max S1 E17 )

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MC: Oh I think I understand, you want me to feel like any other person with freakishly destructive powers! You guys are so sweet!

( Sam and Max S1 E17 )

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MC: Well this is an unlikely turn of events.

Mammon: Foiled by some oversized rubber baby buggy bumper. ( He's talking about Belphie. )

( Sam and Max S1 E18 )

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Belphegor: Hey MC, what am I?

MC: Dumb question, you're a doof.

( Telltales games : poker nights )

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Diavolo, playing UNO: Is that a good idea? Cause honestly, I don't really know what I'm doing!

( Telltales games : poker nights )

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Solomon: I want one, but it's not for me. It's for my friend, Luke!

Luke: Don't go dragging me into your slighty malevolent and silly schemes, Solomon.

( Telltales games : poker nights )

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Simeon: 25th anniversary huh?

Beel: yup.

Simeon: But didn't you guys get together in the same year as the exchange program?

Beel: yes, I guess so.

Simeon: then that was 26 years ago?

MC *from afar*: MATH NEEEEEEEEEERD!!

( Telltales games : poker nights )

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Diavolo: I think this has taught us all a very important lesson. But I'll be damned if I can figure out what.

Luke: I'm unsure how much more damned you can get and I'm afraid to find out.

( Telltales games : poker nights )

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Asmodeus: Move freely he says. In these heels?!

( Sam and Max S1 )

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Satan: So that's why I always feel an overbearing presence just out of my field of vision, watching and judging my every move! *stares at the forth wall*

In-game MC, at his side: That's me dude.

( Sam and Max save the world )

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Demon student, looking at Luke: How far would you go if I punt you?

MC: HOW DARE YOU EVEN SUGGEST SUCH A THING. He's my lil angel.

( Sam and Max devils playhouse )

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Simeon: Do you two know what happened?

Luke: I can't lie to Simeon!

MC: I can, kid! No, no we do not.

( Sam and Max the devils playhouse )

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Lucifer: MC, where do you put all your school supplies?

MC: In my backpack of course!

Lucifer: But you're a sheep. Where do you put your backpack?

MC: Now that is none of your damn business, Luci.

( Sam and Max the devils playhouse )

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Mammon: Magnatism? Don't tell me you're one of those kooks!

Satan: You don't believe in Magnatism?

Mammon: It's an interesting theory, but I'm not convinced.

Satan: This is almost as bad as Beel believing curry is a concept.

( Sam & Max beyond space and time )

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Lucifer: What in Diavolos name is going on in here?!

MC: My tomfoolery is none of your concern.

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Diavolo: MC, I believe I have developed feelings for you over the time we've known eachother.

MC: Huh, feelings of anger?? You wanna fight?

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Mammon: MC, I didn't study for this test?! What do I write?!

MC: That's our marriage certificate, Mammon.

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MC: Belphi, wake up!

Belphegor: Huhh, what is it MC?

MC: You fucked up big time.

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MC: I'm going to commit mass arson, and no one can stop me!

Lucifer: Why.

MC: ...Good question. Chaos.

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MC: A blackout in a room full of violent creatures? Ah, don't be such a fussypants!

Mammon: A FUSSYPANTS??

( Sam & Max S1 E12 )

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Beelzebub: I'm Beel! And this is my huggable family!

Everyone in the room: Please don't hug us.

( Sam and Max this time it's virtual! )

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Asmodeus: and here's the house of lamination! A colorful and full of life home that came to be under mysterious circumstances!

MC: By "colorful" He means decaying, filled with demonic forces, and smells like certain damnation with a hint of mildew. And by "mysterious" he means a psychologically scarring murder house turned horror movie that was dragged down here by Lucifer himself.

( Sam and Max this time it's virtual! )

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Belphegor: I thought we needed one of those mermaid candies to breath down here.

MC: It's fiction, jarhead. We have ridiculous lung capacity.

( Sam & Max s1 E2 )

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*During the angels event*

MC: Kindness? Charity? Understanding!? When will this hellish nightmare end?!

( Sam and Max )

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Beelzebub: You aren't scared of me?

MC: Me? Scared of you? Why should I be, you're a big blubber of man.

( Life of Melody )

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Diavolo: You're looking hale and hearty today Lucifer!

Lucifer: I had five years worth of coffee in five minutes Diavolo.

( Sam and Max hit the road )

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Diavolo: MC, you have as much of a say in this as anyone else does.

MC: You mean like how I had a say in my technical kidnapping and all of my many near death experiences?

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MC, walks into the room with a gigantic lint roller covered in dog fur: So I lint rolled the puppy.

Mammon: Okay.

* five minutes later *

Mammon: Wait MC did what?

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Belphegor: This is your first and final warning! Pull over or die!

( Sam and Max save the world )

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MC, looks at the dislike portion of the student ID: Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

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Simeon: Can I drive?

MC: Jumping vehicular homicide, no!

( Sam & Max save the world )

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MC: What do you have?

Solomon: A microwave!

MC: Somehow that's worse than you having a knife.

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Satan: They say an idle mind is the devils playhouse

MC: How curiously insulting.

( Sam & Max the devils playhouse )

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Satan: Are you sensing my desire to turn you into a QUIET LIL HANDBAG.

Luke: Satan.

Satan: Sorry.

( Sam and Max S1 E10 )

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Daivolo: Hey MC, can I-

MC: No.

(Sam and Max save the world )

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MC: Question, when was panda express constructed?

Beelzebub: Uhhhh 1776??

MC: Ah yes, during the American revolution!

( sunny side skies )

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Mammon: What're ya gonna do? Gimme the silent treatment?

MC: .....

Mammon: Nooo, stop, pleeeease!!!

MC: Never underestimate the power of passive aggression, mams.

( Sam & Max beyond space and time )

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Belphegor: By the name of the moon I will kick thy ass!

( colors of my canvas )

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Lucifer: MC, can I ask why you're parkouring over furniture and nearly breaking every vase in sight?

MC: Lilith keeps trying to touch me with her icy hands!

Lilith: they're not that cold MC! I promise!

MC: YOU'RE DEAD! THEY'RE FREEZING.

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Mammon: Where is your "can-do" attitude?

MC: She left, long ago!

( heartstopper show s1 e1 )

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Luke *with the most serious face he can muster*: MC, I don't want to be friends anymore!

MC: Yeah, okay, that's cool lil buddy-

Luke: MC? MC are you crying?

MC: No, no, it's okay, this is fine-

Luke: MC, you're sobbing.

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Lucifer: Cerberus is ment to discouraged you from coming into the unground tomb.

MC, currently cuddling with a sleeping cerberus and peting his heads: And?

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MC: It's so sad frisk died of ligma

Belphegor: who's frisk?

MC: ligma balls

Belphegor: AHHH-

( Saying alot of things as Kris )

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MC: Are there British people here in the devildom?

Diavolo: What?

Soloman: Of course not MC, British people aren't real.

Diavolo: What???

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Lilith: why are you the size of a shrimp?

Belphegor: Why are you nonexistent in a physical form?

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MC: If I gave Diavolo a lemon, he would disintegrate and I would become the ruler of the devildom, and that's the way the world turns.

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Satan: -to make them think they've come here willing and have them be more submissive."

Solomon: *cough*andbreedable*cough*

Mammon: MC, you've been drugged- Solomon????????

Lucifer: I can't have a moment of peace.

( The Day Out by @/beels-burger-babe )

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Diavolo: It's just sitting there, menacingly...

MC: It's literally just eating grass.

Diavolo: It's looking at me with cold, dead, eyes...

MC: It is entirely focused on the grass.

Diavolo: It's unnatural.... how can something be so, complacent?! So, unbothered?? So... So uncaring about what may happen should it let it's guard down for even a second?!

MC: That's because not everything runs on caffeine, procrastination, and daddy issues, Diavolo.

Diavolo: It's scary! 🥺

MC: It's a Capybara.

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MC: Plural for platypus, go.

Platipy- Mammon , Daivolo , Luke , Beelzebub

Platypuses- Satan , Lucifer , Barbatos

*windows shut down* - Levi , Simeon

Platypuss(e)s - Asmo , Belphi , Solomon

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Mammon: You good?

MC: No.

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Player: AYO!

MC: huh?!

Player * dragging MC *: let's go bud, we're off to therapy!

MC: WAIT-

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Asmo: Asdsgvdfdzkga!!@^$$"'

MC: ....Pardon?

Asmo: You don't know keysmash?

MC: This is an audible conversation.

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Luke: Please let this be a normal day...

MC: With these several idiots? No way!

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MC: Hold on- how was I able to hear him from my room, which is by the kitchen down the hall from the stairs, from the attic?

Beelzebub: Big attic.

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* C R A S H *

Teen!MC: are you okay dude?

Teen!Demon: yeah I'm fine *scurrys away*

Beelzebub: they were flirting with you btw.

Teen!MC: what?

Beelzebub: Yeah, they were showing off their magic for a few minutes now. Kinda a shame you only noticed when they crashed.

Teen!MC: Damn, that's rough.

MC: All dirt is grime but not all grime is dirt.

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Mammon: Huh?

MC: All poultry is meat but not all meat is poultry.

Beelzebub: Correct.

MC: All math is calculated but not everything that is calculated is math.

Satan: Alright now you're just going off the rails.

MC: All pails are buckets but not all buckets are pale.

Asmo: MC, dear, I think you're sleep deprived.

MC: You can read all books but not all books have been read.

Lucifer: context, Also it is 2 am. Why are you up?

MC: Osmosis is always diffusion. But diffusion is not always Osmosis.

Belphegor: Very true.

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* Loud explosion *

Mammon * from across the castle *: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT MC??

MC: that, was the sound- * peeks into the kitchen * OF THE KITCHEN BEING BURNED DOWN?!?!

Solomon: * cackling *

(Helluva boss )

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Luke: I am not a child and I don't need to be treated like one!

MC: You're literally 10. I don't know who traumatized you or how but it is fine to be a 10 year old with 10 year old feelings.

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Lucifer: All is forgiven-

Someone far away: BABY, C'MON GET DRESSED, YOU'RE MY DATE TO THE PEP RALLY TONIGHT!!

Solomon: Oh no.

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Teen!MC: Fuck it, let's go to hell!

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MC: They be like "I'm good and fine!" Sir, you are mentally ill and have suppressed half of your lifetime, nothing about you is "fine".

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MC & Barbatos: YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND BABY, RIGHT ROUND, LIKE A RECORD BABY, RIGHT ROUND ROUND ROUND

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MC: Have you no free will friend?!

Asmodeus: Excuse you, I'll have you know I did that morally injust thing on purpose.

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Diavolo: I have a task for you-

MC: No.

Diavolo: wait what?

MC: No.

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Lucifer: * crying over Liliths body, reeling from war, daddy issues sky high, extraordinarily traumatized *

Diavolo: I can fix him!

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Luke: Ah, shit.

Simeon: Sir?

* later *

Simeon: Goddammit.

Michael: Excuse me?

* even later *

Michael: Son of a bitch.

MC: I didn't even say anything.

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MC: So if I take off the ring I could potentially collapse all the realms, ending the worlds as we know it?

Solomon: yes.

MC: So the ring is the only thing stopping me being consumed by own magic and essentially killing me?

Solomon: yes.

MC: And the ring should be kept on at all times?

Solomon: Not really, but yes.

MC: You mean... the ring that's laying on the floor right next you?

Solomon: Pardon?

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MC after getting 6 hours of sleep over the span of three days because Belphegor doesn't stop whining: Can the DEMONIC BEINGS that go THUMP in the ATTIC, SHUT UP?!

Belphie: *stomping his feet* IF I HAVE TO SUFFER SO DO YOU

MC: WELL I DIDN'T LOCK YOU IN THERE, NOW DID MR ELDER BROTHER ISSUES?!

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Lucifer: You're an irritable sheep today, aren't you?

MC: Yeah, well, why don't try sitting in this smelly booth while I beat the hell outta helpless fish?

( Sam and Max hit the road )

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Asmodeus: He hasn't stopped balling, or spewing, or having violent fits of rage since we brought him home! I wonder what's vexing him so...

Bb Satan: * Screaming bloody murder *

( Sam and Max S1 E10 )

AN - I needed a break from writing a long chapter and refound this. I don't know what it is either.

#obey me shall we date #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me crack

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rulimaquina · 2 years ago

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Something Is No Longer Wrong With My Stepdaughter

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I never planned to have kids of my own. The mere topic of getting pregnant was enough to turn any conversation awkward because most people don't understand why my face twists with disgust at the idea. The idea of giving birth didn't make me feel any less disgusted. And I'd suffered enough during my years spent hopping from foster home to foster home when I was a kid and having my birth certificate altered twice so they could pass me as younger in hopes of getting me adopted off before I finally grew out of the system, to know that 'adoption' is, in many cases, just a fancier word for 'child trafficking'. So that was also not an option.

But I love kids. It was the reason why I became a teacher and studied and continue to learn as much as I can to be the best role model I can be for them. Because all kids deserve to have someone to look up to, someone to turn to when they're excited, scared, angry. Someone who will be there for them. After all, kids are what we, the adults, make of them.

Louis was a godsend. I met him during a soccer game one of my students had begged me to go to, where Louis' eleven year old niece also happened to play, and it was the closest I've ever gotten to believing in love at first sight. He was handsome, hardworking —bordering on being a workaholic— and funny. The best part, the part that made me ignore his talk about leaving on work trips that could last weeks at a times, was that he didn't mind that I had gotten my tubes tied fresh out of college, because he already had a daughter and often joked about how she was more than enough for him. The fact he'd finished the sentence with: "Either way, I wouldn't mind. That's women's choice." earned him even more points in my book. We had a relatively short period as boyfriend and girlfriend —a year—, then spent eight months engaged, two of which were spent living together, before we finally got married.

He was just perfect. The kind of perfection that makes us broken people feel like there has to be something really, deeply wrong, because such perfection just cannot exist.

His only flaw was his daughter, Katie.

Katie was a grade A bitch. Not my words. I would have never called or even thought about calling or even thinking about a preadolescent kid as a grade A bitch. At first, to me, Katie was just a shy kid- some would say too shy for a 12 year old kid. But hey, some kids are just introverted and I saw no problem with that, nor did I see any problem with her behavior. Not right away, it took a while for Katie to show her true colors, long enough that when I received warnings from Karen, Louis' sister, I believed that she must have been exaggerating because describing your own niece as a 'grade A bitch' when your brother introduces his, at the time, girlfriend at Thanksgiving dinner isn't exactly normal. Also because she'd started the sentence with "I'm warning you now that you still have a chance to get out." as if a 12 year old girl's behavior could be enough to make me break up with Louis. Honestly, I thought Karen perhaps didn't like me and wanted to scare me out of dating her brother. I even joked with friends that, maybe, she was in love with her brother and didn't want competition, fully believing Katie was just a shy, introverted kid who hadn't yet opened up to the fact her dad was dating. Her name being Karen also played a role in me believing she was being overly dramatic.

But Karen was right and I was so, so wrong.

Katie was truly a grade A bitch. I tried my best to not let that description of her cloud my ability to create an opinion of my own, but there was just no better way to put it. Katie was selfish, rude, entitled and it seemed that the only thing that brought her joy was making others miserable. I should have known. The amount of times Louis had to leave work to go have meetings with the principal should have been the warning, but he never talked about the meetings and I just assumed Katie was being bullied, not that she was the bully. But her cruel behavior didn't just stay at school, she was banned from Karen's house, was never left alone with her cousin who, despite being only a year younger and both taller and heavier than her, was terrified enough of her to apparently be manipulated and terrorized into all sorts of trouble.

I somehow managed to remain oblivious of all that, until after the wedding.

Our carefully planned honeymoon was canceled because Katie faked appendicitis. I say 'faked' and not 'had an appendicitis scare like many girls going through puberty do' because she confessed to me that she'd been faking it, right after hearing me talk to the hotel we'd booked, begging them to understand our situation and be empathetic, only for them to tell me that, no, they couldn't refund us the price of the suite with a sea-view we'd paid for in advance, because the room had been kept empty and they hadn't been able to reach Louis within the 24 hours window to cancel and get a refund, curiously enough, Katie had been playing on his phone all day because hers was 'dead' and she 'needed a distraction from the pain'. It was the first time I saw her smile.

But I didn't complain, because Louis had promised that he could make that money back in no time, that he could refund me my half or we could make up for the missed honeymoon with a family vacation. Both to celebrate our union and to celebrate that, to him, Katie's appendicitis had been 'just a false alarm'.

Of course, I picked the family vacation. Even if it meant spending even more time with Katie than I had to at the hospital.

I was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt, willing to understand that having to share her father with a woman who wasn't her mother —another grade A bitch, I might add, and without shame because since I'd gotten engaged to Louis eight months ago, she had only spent time with her own daughter twice, and before that, only five times in two years— was something that took time to get used to and this must have been her way of crying out for attention. Until we made it to the vacation house.

It was a nice two stories tall house —Louis called it a cabin, but I wasn't going to call it a cabin because 'cabins in the woods' just don't look like that— in some heavily forested corner of Oregon. The kind of place with windows that cover a whole area of the wall from floor to ceiling on the second floor, and make you feel like you might get Friday the 13th-ed in there. We got there on a humid summer day, a Friday, intending to stay until two Mondays from that day.

The first day, Katie was just too exhausted from the road trip and having to unpack to start anything. Or so I thought.

The whole day had passed so easily, I ended up letting my guard down. We were sitting down for dinner later than usual, and I was putting down the plates with steak. Mine first, because my chair was the one closest to the kitchen door, then, I intended to walk behind Katie to get between her and Louis, and put both their plates down at the same time like in some fancy restaurant. I was planning to fake a french accent and everything, just to see if I could make them both laugh. But my plan was foiled by Katie planting both her hands against the edge of the table and pushing herself, chair and all, away from the table and into me.

Both glass plates crashed to the ground as I stumbled for balance, one hand gripping the back of her chair, accidentally catching her hair between my fingers and the wood, pulling enough that she shrieked.

It should have felt cathartic. But I apologized to her, profusely, right before I got down on my knees and started picking up the shards of glass and the steak. Louis joined me on the floor, smiling at me before he looked up at Katie, his expression hardening and, for once, I thought he was going to actually do something.

"Go get the mop and a bucket, young lady."

That was it. Katie huffed but obliged, and returned with both things, dropping the bucket an inch away from the floor and causing it to splash some water out. Clearly intended for me, though it mostly reached her father. I could tell she noticed because, unlike if more water had reached me, she looked regretful.

"You cooked mine wrong anyway so, no loss," she said, smiling at me.

As Katie made her way back to the kitchen, a smile of satisfaction on her face that I couldn't see but I could feel was there, Louis gave me an apologetic look. Another flaw of his, he just didn't know how to discipline his daughter despite being the adult and her being the child. But I didn't count it as a flaw back then, because I didn't know how to do so either.

Our second day there was better.

I was stuck taking care of Molly, the chocolate-colored toy poodle that Katie often, even that morning, made sure to remind me was not mine, but who I fed, played with, cleaned up after and walked. Even before this vacation. While Katie only picked her up after her grooming appointments to take selfies with and, very rarely, played fetch with when she had friends over at the apartment I'd been sharing with them for two months prior to the wedding.

"I'm tired of this fucking house." at first, I was caught off guard by the fact Katie was speaking to me. It shocked me enough to make me forget Louis had left to go to the store around forty minutes ago, and that the closest town was fifty minutes away. "I'm gonna go outside."

It took me a minute to react. I watched her walk out the back door and left Molly to her food before I moved to the kitchen window that had a great view of the backyard. I opened it.

"Stay in the backyard, you don't know the area!" I told her.

Katie showed me the middle finger over her shoulder, then disappeared past the treeline.

I deflated a little. But Molly butting my leg, demanding more food and greeting me with that cute little face of hers fixed my mood some. I played fetch with her, throwing the ball from the kitchen to the living room, watching her run after it and bring it back only to make me wrestle her for it. I wasn't really paying attention to the passage of time. I got the ball from Molly again and I threw it across the house again, Molly ran after it, but stopped right in front of the wooden back door, every hair in her little body standing on end as her ears pressed back against her head, teeth bared as she growled. Then, she ran and hid under the couch.

The door opened.

I felt my heart drop to my stomach and my world spin when I laid my eyes on Katie. Her jeans and blouse were dirty and torn, she looked like she'd rolled around in the mud and at the same time, like someone or something had tried to rip her clothes off her. But her body seemed pristine, not a scratch or bruise or even a speck of dirt on her skin, the high ponytail her long blond hair was pulled into was a bit crooked but, other than that, it looked the same as when she'd left. She stared at me, but looked as if she was staring right through me.

"I fell," Katie spoke, realizing I needed some sort of explanation, fast. But only giving me the most emotionless and short explanation.

She fell? She just fell?

I scrambled to my feet and stepped forward, not daring to touch her at first. Then, I dropped to my knees in front of her, my hands moved to feel the inside of her thighs for any wetness, any blood, as she just stared down at me with that thousand yards look in her eyes, her lips pressed into a thin line. Then, her eyes finally focused on me, moving slowly as if she was studying my face carefully.

"What happened?" I asked her, my voice more of a plea for her to tell me than a question.

"I told you," she said, just as emotionless as the first time. "I fell."

I stood up and reached for her shoulder. Without really meaning to, but needing proof that she was actually there and wasn't just an apparition while the real Katie was lying dead in some tree, having been attacked by an animal or taken advantage of by some sick bastard because I had too little of a spine to make her listen to me, I squeezed. She just stared at me. Then, as if she realized she was supposed to feel pain because she'd just told me she'd fallen, she winced.

"That hurts," there was just barely a hint of emotion in her tone. The kind of 'that hurts' that you voice when you get a drop of hot water on your hand while cooking, not the kind you voice when you've fallen in the woods hard enough to walk back home with torn clothes.

I didn't know what to do. I called Louis, I called the rangers. They both arrived at around the same time, with the park rangers car parking in our driveway just before Louis did. He must have broken some kind of record, and all speed laws known to man, considering the park rangers building was way closer than the town the store he'd driven to was located in.

The rangers came prepared. One of them had medical training while the other kept asking me questions. I insisted that something more than a fall had to have happened, and they agreed, but with no injuries, no signs that she'd been hurt other than the state of her clothes, and no word from Katie other than that she'd fallen while taking a walk through the woods and come back home right after, there wasn't really anything they could do other than go outside with Louis and check the surroundings for a little over two hours, before concluding that there was no sign of people nor any animal that could have caused that, only Katie's footprints going to and from the woods.

Afterwards, Katie had been… strange.

I blamed it on the shock of whatever had happened to her, but deep down I knew there was something else going on. Katie hadn't ever come in contact with me, aside from that first time we'd been introduced to each other and we shook hands. Any other time I tried to initiate any kind of physical attention: a gentle squeeze, a playful poke, or even as much as brushing my hand against her by accident, she moved away as if my touch burned her. If Louis wasn't looking, she'd pair her actions with a look of disgust that would indicate I'd touched her with a shit-stained stick instead of my very clean hand. Now, she became my shadow.

She sat by my side on the couch, cuddling against my side. She followed me into the kitchen and insisted on helping me cook dinner, which I had to guide her through like she had never done or before, which didn't surprise me because- well, she was spoiled and I wouldn't have put it past Louis to never teach his daughter how to cook. Since the night before's dinner had been impossible to enjoy and Louis hadn't been able to get more groceries with his quickly he'd returned in his panic of something happening to his daughter, I just decided to recycle the idea of making steak, which Katie seemed really happy with. She watched me open another package of four steaks, and put it in the microwave so that they would unstick from each other. I could have sworn I watched her mouth water when I pulled them out after five minutes and there were droplets of blood dripping from them when I got them with the fork to get them off the plastic container.

When it came time to turn them around in the oven, Katie was hovering behind me, staring over my shoulder.

"Can we eat them like that?" she asked me.

Her tone was gentle, hesitant and polite in a way that made me flinch because I fully expected this to be some sort of trap. I even looked down at her hands to make sure she wasn't folding anything that could be used to prank me or hurt me. That was the level of paranoia this child's behavior had reduced me to. But her hands were empty aside from a cloth I'd been using to clean some blood off the counter and I'd asked her to hold it for me while I checked our food. She was squeezing and twisting it almost nervously.

"You like your steak rare?" I asked her. Her eyes narrowed and her head tilted in confusion. "That's when it's juicy and red on the inside."

"Oh," she said, her tone suddenly monotonous. "Yeah, I like it like that."

I nodded, thinking to myself that, well, that was weird. But I would take this kind of weird behavior ten times over her usual angry-at-the-world behavior.

The next day, we all went to town. Even Molly came along, because Katie insisted on bringing her with us. It'd been an odd night, but slowly, Molly seemed to begin warming up to Katie again, enough to let her be the one holding the leash. I blamed the previous growling and hiding on the fact seeing Katie the way she'd returned from the woods had probably scared the soul out of Molly, or that perhaps she could smell some wild animal on Katie that made her wary of her. But that didn't matter. How could it matter when Katie walked ahead of Louis and I, trotting to make Molly run and bark, her fluffy tail wagging a mile per second.

We made it to the store and each of us went their own way, agreeing to meet back at the front to pay in fifteen minutes, while Molly stayed outside, tied to the bicycles rack.

As I made my way from hall to hall, I noticed Katie in the hall with all the hair products. She was holding a box of hair dye. It didn't surprise me, since I'd already seen her dye her hair different colors a few times. She had the hair for that, honey blond and healthy from her five products routine. What made me let out a punched-out gasp as I approached, however, was the fact that she was holding a brunette dye box, staring intensely at it and, upon realizing I was there with her, holding it up beside my hair.

"Do you think it's the same color?" she asked me.

Hesitantly, I took the box from her hand while grabbing a strand of my own hair with the other, comparing the color shown on the box with my own. Then, I looked up at Katie.

"I think mine is just a shade darker," I said, handing the box back.

Katie nodded, returned the box to its previous spot, even made sure that it was perfectly straight. Then, she looked for a darker shade and grabbed it. She looked at it, then at me, and she smiled a smile I could only describe as tense and unused.

"It's this one," she said. "Can you dye my hair when we get back?"

This time, I managed to hold back the punched-out gasp that threatened to leave me. I smiled a crooked smile, torn between shock and joy that this was actually happening, Katie wanted to spend time with me. "Of course I can!" I said, wincing at me own excitement because this felt unreal, felt like any moment now she was going to start cackling, mock me for falling for her prank. But, instead, Katie hooked her arm with mine, and walked with me around the store grabbing things, holding onto her hair dye box until it was time to pay and I had to tell her to hand it back.

I never heard so many compliments about how pretty my curls were and how shiny my hair was as I did on the ride back to the house. Katie complimented me enough to make Louis feel like he had to, too, but his "I love when you have it loose like today." didn't compare with Katie's "Your hair is soft like cotton."

It was nice. But I still sort of expected the other shoe to drop. I made sure that Katie told me she wanted me to dye her hair the same color as mine and that it'd been her idea out of nowhere to do so, twice, in front of her father once we made it to the house, before I even made my way with her to the bathroom to actually do it, because I wasn't going to risk her claiming that I'd forced her or anything of that sort once it was done and there was no turning back. Once it was done, she stared at herself in the mirror, awestruck, and made me stand beside her, her expression growing even more joyful as we stood side by side with our now identically-colored hair. I even offered to get a curler and try my hand at giving her curls that looked like mine, but Katie very politely told me she just loved the color.

That day had been so perfect, I didn't even have it in me to get mad at Louis when he got a call early in the morning the next day telling him he had to go back home because something at work had gone wrong and nobody but him could sort the problem out. I just smiled and told him we'd be waiting for him, even after he told me that he'd be gone until Thursday night.

Louis left after lunch. I just resigned myself to having Katie go back to her old self the moment his car sped away from the driveway. I even walked back to the living room with fearful, hesitant steps, only to find her sitting on the carpet in front of the couch, Molly curled up on her lap, her tail wagging lazily as Katie petted her. Katie turned her eyes from the weather broadcast to me, smiling.

"It's going to rain tonight," she told me. "We could watch a movie."

That's how we ended up cuddling- yes, cuddling on the couch, a blanket over both of us, Molly lying over the blanket on Katie's lap, and a now empty bowl of popcorn on mine. Rain poured outside, but there was no thunder, just the howling of the wind and the crashing of water against glass and the wood of the porches.

Then, there was a much heavier, louder crash on the back porch.

We both tensed. Molly whined and shifted in Katie's lap, even barked, and Molly rarely barked. Something was wrong. I moved to stand and Katie's hand seized my arm, her features twisted into a fearful expression.

"Don't go," she whined.

I rested my hand over hers. It took me a minute to pry her fingers from my arm, the feeling of her grip lingered even as I brought her hand to my lips and pressed a kiss to her knuckles.

"Stay here," I told her.

I moved the blanket off myself and petted Molly to try and calm her, before I slowly made my way towards the door. I peeked out through the peephole just as something heavy and human slammed against the door.

Katie stood outside, soaked to the bone. Her hair was a mess, knotty and dirty like she hadn't combed or washed it in days, her arms and legs were covered in scratches and bruises, some deep enough to bleed, she had a wild look in her eyes, looking back over her shoulder towards the woods with frantic glances, never ceasing her knocking on the door, her clothes were different from what she'd worn that day when she left the house to go for a walk, it looked like some kind of leather I couldn't recognize if I didn't open the door.

I pressed my forehead to the door and closed my eyes, feeling each vibration all the way to the bone as her fists frantically banged against the outside of the wooden surface.

"Dad, are you there?!" she cried out. "Let me in. They're going to find me! Dad!"

"I told you to stay in the backyard."

A couple seconds of shocked silence passed, then. "Teresa?" she asked. The little shit sounded almost surprised I was there, when this is my house too. "Teresa, what the hell are you waiting for?! Open the fucking door!"

"You should have fucking listened to me, you disrespectful little brat!" I spoke, louder, harsher than I'd ever dared speak to her before. I was tired of being the enabler and receiving only disrespect in return. "Now you're going to learn!"

Then came the insults. Being called an envious cunt, among many other nasty words that no twelve year old should be using with anyone, but much less with her father's spouse who had up until now been trying her best. It made it easier to turn my back to the door, eyes still shut as I took a deep breath, reminding myself it wouldn't be right to tell a child that this 'envious cunt' made her daddy's toes curl at night.

I looked towards the living room and there was Katie on the couch, where I'd left her. Her body remained facing towards the paused television, but her head was tilted as far as she could to the side, staring directly at me through the corner of her eye. Her face seemed to have paled, shoulders tense and eye wide like she'd been caught looking through my closet, but also like an animal ready to attack. Like a cornered rat, the thought popped in my head and, honestly, it was fitting. This was the most genuine emotion I'd seen on her face since she'd walked in with her clothes torn and dirty, but otherwise unscathed.

The microwave went off. The popcorn was ready.

I walked towards the kitchen slowly, holding my hands behind my back to let the Katie on the couch see them at all times. I poured all the popcorn into two bowls and added butter and salt to mine, ketchup and sugar to Katie's. The hairs at the back of my neck stood on end and, resisting the urge to look over my shoulder, I glanced towards the microwave door and saw the reflection of Katie peeking into the kitchen, staring right at me with that same 'busted child and cornered rat hybrid' look on her face. When I turned to face that direction, losing sight of her for perhaps half a second, she wasn't there. I walked back into the living room with one bowl in each hand, ignoring the banging on the door and the voice that had changed her strategy from insults to desperate pleas, and found Katie on the couch again, in the exact same position as when I'd left her.

"Remind me to add ketchup to the list of things I need your dad to buy on his way back," I hummed as I sat back by her side, resting the bowls on my lap, hers in front of mine, closer to my knees. "We don't want to run out or we'll have to find you a different snack for movie nights."

I grabbed the remote, swung one arm over the back of the couch and watched her flinch at my closeness. I didn't touch her, choosing to instead give her time to initiate contact on her own. After all, some kids are fidgety when they feel like they might be in trouble, especially kids like my Katie, always trying so hard to be the perfect child and make me happy, but not socially aware enough to tell that my previous upset had been directed at the rude little shit at the door, not at her.

It took a minute, but she finally returned to her previous position leaning against my side, and I wrapped my arm around her, tracing gentle shapes against the smooth, hairless flesh of her arm. There was hair growing there, I could feel it now.

The screams got loud and more desperate before they finally stopped and I was able to unpause the movie.

"I love you, mama," Katie said from where her head rested against my chest, one of her hands pressed flat over my belly, fingers sprawled out as if she wanted to feel as much of me as possible, as if she loved me so much she couldn't get enough of me.

"I love you too sweetie."

#creepypasta #horror stories #scary stories #nosleep #horror writing #fiction #horror fiction #something is no longer wrong with my stepdaughter #my writing #my original work

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talkfantasytome · 2 years ago

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ACOSF HIKE FIX YESSSS!!!

💕💕💕

I admittedly don't have much for this. But, the idea is the hike doesn't happen...they'll still probably get to the lake at some point. But instead of "punishing" Nesta (for doing nothing wrong, really), Cassian recognizes that Nesta is already deeply punishing herself. So takes her to a cabin to take care of her, instead (and still get her out of Velaris, which was needed).

The concept is, honestly, to show that Nesta was on the verge of breaking down anyway, and didn't need to be brought to the brink of death for it. I honestly believe that she would've had the same reaction to care and support as she did to being pushed physically. And I think it was out of character of Cassian to be so pissed off and mean and distant and un-observant. At least in terms of ACOWAR Cassian. I mean, this is the guy who took Nesta's concerns for what they were, listened, and acted on them as Feyre was just brushing them off as nothing. So, while I may not hate the hike as much as other people, I'm also definitely not in the camp of "it was needed to get her to that point", and I want to prove it. Her thoughts were her thoughts, and the spiral had started. And nothing in the writing told me hiking made a difference to what was going on in Nesta's head.

Anyway, rant over. Snippet below the read more.

WIP Ask Game

"Nesta?"

Cassian whispered softly, rubbing a hand down her arm.

Nesta stiffened beneath his touch, gentle in a way she didn't deserve. She cracked an eye open, her face scrunching against the bright morning that was shining through the windows. Turning, she could make out Cassian standing beside the bed, leaning over her slightly.

His brows furrowed as he looked at her, concern lacing his gaze. She'd barely slept despite the shockingly soft mattress. She just laid there, staring at the wall, attempting to ignore the crackling fire and wondering what it would take to disappear into nothing. It seemed he could read that all in her eyes.

She rolled onto her back and Cassian sank into a squat on the floor. Nesta turned her head to look at him as he said, "I was thinking we could stay here for a few days, maybe a week. Take a break from all the stressors in Velaris. There are some pretty beautiful sights nearby I can take you to, if you're feeling up to it. But, first, you should eat some breakfast."

It was easy, to pull her eyes away from Cassian, lift them to the ceiling. To avoid that unearned kindness.

Nesta hoped the dismissal would be enough of an answer. What did she care if she ate or slept? If she joined Cassian in sight seeing or stayed in the cabin?

#ask box #ask game #wip ask game #nessian #acosf fanfiction #acosf #snippet #fix it #hike scene

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sol-consort · 10 months ago

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Yes the space hamster is a Boo reference lol. At some point in 3 Shepard will tell the hamster to “go for the eyes” like how Minsc tells Boo. Also I don’t know if New Game Plus severs connection to ME1 save I never did New Game Plus. Honestly I didn’t even know it existed until you started talking about doing it for ME1. I’m still so surprised that you see Jacob as not wanting a romance because from everything I heard he comes on pretty strong to FemShep to the point that it’s one of the reasons people don’t like him. I can’t say the other reason because it’s spoiler for 3. Also I wouldn’t worry about doing the DLCs early there’s not really a reason to do them late game other than personal continuity. However there’s a Citadel DLC in Mass Effect 3 that you should do right before the last mission so you’ll get the all content out of it so ignore Anderson if he ever tells you about an apartment.

Oh don't worry, I plan on doing a lot of Anderson ignoring in the future.

And Jacob? Comes on pretty strong? I'd sooner believe Miranda abandoned Cerberus. He is definitely the least enthusiastic out of all romance options, he deliberately ignores your personal questions and answers it as a soldier. You have to call him out on it every time so you'd get a personal answer.

After one conversation, this is all you get after Horizon from him until you do his loyalty. Hell, even before Horizon, too.

"Let's not push it" ?????

No what???????????

Cut the middle sentence, and you get a perfectly nice line. "we've got a good thing, Shepard. We'll talk again later."

Fuck you mean let's not push it?

Saying how he has no time for relationships, he just wants something casual. My experience with Jacob is him failing at being playfully hard to get and instead coming off as uncomfortable and awkwardly rejecting me.

Why did I even continue his romance? Curiosity.

You initiate everything, you always make the first move, you always flirt and he only compliments you with basic words at best.

This is his answer if you ask for something more serious.

But the game does push him on you a bit strongly. You can see a video of him working out without his shirt, you can hear Kasumi talk about how hot he is. The game wants you to get with Jacob and gives you all the correct signals, Jacob himself is unsure and uninterested unless you do all the work.

In the shadowbroker base, the game even states he was deliberately put on the team just for Shepard's stability. While Miranda was chosen for her skills.

He was there for you and he wasn't even aware of it.

This is his reaction after Shepard's tells him how hard it's been having their friends act like strangers and how dying for two years made them stay the same while everyone moved on

"You know what's more important? Everything."

FUCK YOU MAN, I'M TALKING ABOUT MY FEELINGS HERE YOU STONE COLD BITCH.

It would've been a nice gesture, the first person to actually ask Shepard how they felt, wasn't it for the fact he only brought it up just so he gets to avoid talking about his father. He is more scummy than he appears to be, definitely fits into Cerberus and not the honourable fallen from grace hero his plot tries to make him be.

At stage three in the offical relationship, you can ask him if he wants to vent again because yk, he is your beloved and you worry about seeing him down.

This is his reaction.

"Don't invent problems"

"Even if you were right"

"How little do you get me"

*Breaks up with you immediately *

Now you must think, what the fuck did I say to get this reaction? Insult his mother? Piss on his dad's grave? Call his dick small?

This, this is all Shepard said.

I'm losing my mind someone get me the sledgehammer.

He is like a discounted batman without any of the money or angsty charm. He is this one bundle of constipated emotions and baggage and lashes at you whenever you suggest that maybe he should trust you a bit and talk about it.

You know who doesn't do that shit? Jack. No matter what she actually appreciates you letting her vent, especially with how much she associates it with weakness and hates feelings. She realises she needs to do that to move on.

Jacob is a massive hypocrite who keeps covering his ears and screaming about how you're wrong and he isn't living in the past and he will yell at you for it.

His flirting is really lame too oh my god- it's like he is trying so hard to appear cool and chill but instead it comes of as emotionally constipated. He always deflects and when you try to talk about his father he turns it on you instead.

This is all the flirting you will ever get from him.

"I'm impressed 😎 "

"Keep it up 🤓"

"You're a soldier that's why I like you🗣🔛🔝"

His loyalty mission was so clear either, obviously that person is a bad guy, he was a monster not just a bad guy so Jacob's choice never even seemed that hard.

Meanwhile, Miranda actually did step into grey morality. She kidnapped a child. You stop for a second and realise how far the lengths are that she is willing to reach. With Jacob the choice to shoot his dad was the easiest by far it was so disappointed.

Like there wasn't even an argument if "but did his dad love him?" No the fuck he did not. If his dad at least treated him kindly and wasn't scummy then it would've been a harder choice. Jacob finally has the loving father he wanted but can he turn a blindeye on the monster he is deep down just so he gets his own happy ending?

But it wasn't like that was it? His dad was a monster inside and outside. At least with Miranda you had to consider the fact she never knew poverty and is it worth it to keep her sister with a rich parents just so she never may feel hungry? Do you stay with an abusive father to keep a roof over your head or do you risk being homeless? To add more layers to it, it wasn't even her own life she was making the decision for but her sister's! He baby sister.

They feel like they should've been mirrors of each other.

Oh and if you break up with him? This is how he reacts.

"I hope you've got a good excuse for this one"

Who the fuck

WHO THE FUCK.

WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE???

Look, either we throw him out of an airlock or I fight him, there is no middle option.

Also alien racism! The thing Ashley got burned for, yay <3

Once a Cerberus bitch always a Cerberus bitch huh.

#☆jacob slander

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chaotictarlos · 2 years ago

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Do you honestly believe this fight is ever gonna be brought up again? They've already wrapped the story up and they're moving on to TK and Owen. Look if you don't want to discuss it just ignore me, but I'm incredibly disappointed in the show and in how TK has been treated and I'm surprised that literally no one else is. I'm probably not gonna watch anymore. I love TK and I'm tired of watching him be the Tarlos punching bag. I didn't in any way mean to imply that just because you aren't it makes you a "bad fan". I'm also tired of watching Carlos be treated as perfect (again, narratively) when we all know he's not. But it's incredibly hard to appreciate his flaws when the show won't acknowledge them. I have a hard time being invested in a ship that is so majorly biased in one party's favor. Idk I'm just sad that one of my favorite ships is turning out this way.

The last 4 episodes, narratively, have been about showing that Carlos is not perfect. It's been about showing that he trips up, that he lies, that he doesn't handle his emotions the best way all the time. It's been about showing his insecurities and showing how much growth TK has gone through as well . It has shown us a lot, rather than telling us point blank.

TK didn't run, when he found out Carlos' secret - season 1 TK would have, hell even season 2 TK would have. Instead, he stayed and talked and expressed that he was upset but despite that he still wanted to marry Carlos because he loves his.I think it was this post that triggered them because he loves him.

We saw Carlos scared, short tempered and lashing out at TK even though he shouldn't have. He shouldn't have blamed Iris going missing on TK or ever implied that, that wasn't right and he should apologize for that.

He shouldn't have lied to TK about staying with Iris and instead going off to play detective because he believed her. He could have told TK that, could have let him know. But he didn't and that was shitty.

I don't see how you can keep saying the show is painting Carlos as perfect because it's not, it's literally given us a list of various reasons as to why he's not.

TK blamed himself because that's what he does. I fully believe he has anxiety and that's something - at least it's something I do as an anxious person. TK didn't have all of the information, he based it on their last interaction and he assumed Carlos was mad at him but at the same time he knew that wasn't right. His anxious thoughts were fighting with logic, and in the end logic won out.

Do I think this will be brought up again? I'm choosing to be optimistic and say yes, that it will eventually be brought up again in some way. Do I think it'll be in the way we all want? No, I don't think it will be.

Here's a great thing I learned a very long time ago when I shipped things that were not canon: you can't always base how you feel on a ship based on the writers and the show. Once that ship is out there, many people get their hands on it and create beautiful masterpieces without it even being canon. (This is the first show I've watched where the ship I like is canon). You take the ship, you take what you get out of it and you make it your own.

I also think it's false to say that literally nobody else is disappointed in how TKs been treated, because I've talked to several people who don't like it. Myself included. Maybe people haven't been as public with it as they have on their thoughts about other story lines going on right now, but I can tell you I've at least talked about it with others privately.

I also don't think the show has made TK Tarlos punching bag, I think a few fan opinions have and there are fans who like to blame TK for everything - which he shouldn't be. I think there are valid reasons for everything that he's done and when looked at with context makes sense.

It's okay to be sad, it's okay to be upset. Don't let a show ruin what you love. That's why we have fan creators and people who invest their free time in creating beautiful things.

#chaotic asks #fandom discourse shit #if you send more asks and i dont reply its because it's past midnight here and im falling asleep.

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shoot-of-corruption · 1 year ago

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The traversal between realms was a mild discomfort, but one she paid no mind to. The things she sensed upon touching Mariku’s hand, however, left her wanting to recoil the moment she let go. Thankfully, he appeared more focused on their new surroundings than the quick withdrawal of her hand.

Once she was able to push aside the sensation of taint, she was able to appreciate the sight. The small clearing he'd brought her to was…breathtaking.

She ignored Mariku entirely as she walked towards the water, lightly trailing her claws against the bark of the tree beside it. The calm and serene of the place enhanced by Khonsu's light gazing down upon them.

A quiet laugh reminded her of why she had been brought to this place.

"I can't believe you... you have maneuvered yourself into some mess... and for that no-good asshole...Can't say I made good experiences with him... or whatever is or was left of him at this time…"

Irritation flooded through her, causing her fingers to flex, driving her claws deep into the bark. A low, bestial growl rumbled unbidden from deep within her chest as a warning.

She kept her gaze across the water, using it as a focus to keep her temper in check.

“No-good?” she seethed. “You dare to judge and condemn without asking what led him to striking a deal with a dark god? What led to the shattering of his very soul?”

She released her grasp on the tree, turning quickly to face Mariku.

“These eyes of mine are inherited from my father, Anubis…and they allow me to peer into the very depths of one’s soul.”

Her eyes glowed bright like blue embers, standing out in stark contrast to the dark around them.

“You were an enigma at first, but touching your form has shed new light as to how a soul could be its own being without a physical shell to contain it. Honestly, I should have figured it out the moment I realized you were chained to the Shadows.”

Her body shook with frustration, her hands clenched into tight fists at her side.“

YOU HAVE COMMITTED YOUR OWN SHARE OF ATROCITIES! YOU WILLINGLY ENSLAVED YOURSELF JUST TO SURVIVE! HOW CAN YOU JUDGE HIM, WHEN YOU ARE NO DIFFERENT!?!”

@sesshy380-rp (if you wanted ;) )

Mariku seemed surprised for a moment, the fact that the being before him was utterly focused on the beauty of their surroundings and then snapped at him for hailing a comment on that thief of all things caused him a mild emotional carpet burn.

But that wasn't all. He had gotten a glimpse on this ones heritage and was mildly surprised by it. Child of Anubis. Straight up. No wonder he wasn't able to feel her out. He had never come across something as oddly as that. And here she was... enraged... looking at him, spitting out her poison in his face. It was endearing almost.

He laughed lowly into her face again, as if that was the funniest thing he had heard for a while and rubbed over his eyes for a moment.

"Are you counter-judging me on the basis of survival? Alright. two can play that game." His hand slipped down again and he sent her a toothy smile. "Zorc Necrophades has fucked up a grand few lives, darling. The thief and I and even the pharaoh aren't the only ones. All of us are just alive to tell the story." He smirked at her widely. "Alive... well at various states, really."

"You know next to nothing about me... and apparently you have no insights on what became of your precious thief a few millennia stuck in a dark artifact. I can tell you. I met him. He paired up with my other half so they could annihilate me. They wanted to throw me to the shadows for merely existing as I am." He chuckled dangerously.

"I can tell you that some things went awry with him alright, people don't end up backed up in a corner like that, but at least he had his own life, his own decisions and his own part of a soul. I was born a slave and all I wanted was to be free. That didn't interest him one bit and it interested nobody else in the aftermath of my story."

His teeth seemed to grow sharper with his rising aggression in the moonlight and it was like his nose was twitching and curling in his aggravation just as well, ready to go for the throat so to speak. He couldn't care less if that was a descendant of a god.

The gods hadn't helped him and he had been forced to be their follower against his will for a long time. "All I am trying to do here is damage control. Do you think I want Necrophades out and about, you idiotic dolt?! He would rape this land and off every living creature one after the other and plunge this whole world in chaos and darkness." He snarled that out. Apparently she had thrown some salt into wounds.

"The only way I can assure he is kept where he is and staying alive is to keep him where he is under all circumstances. The moment he gets out FOR REAL, I am dead meat. THAT is my only goal. To think I would be so stupid to commit in enslaving myself to a creature like that." He huffed. "At least I realized what a completely backhanded nutjob that derivation of dark god is! Actually... no... I hope you do find him. I hope you see what that monster made him into. So you can judge him based on that." He was obviously trying to force his energy into barking and not biting... because he looked very eager to tear her face off. He knew how cruel those words were, but he was riled up enough now to not care about one or two casualties... that had hit him low in the stomach. As if he had had an actual choice to ever decide anything that happened to him... "Seems the righteous soul you knew is all too happy to offer more innocents up to the darkness now... because he didn't even care that his host was on the line either. And if anybody ever was an innocent one... then it was that one. Touched by darkness and still pure as can be." His snarl grew just a tad darker. "What are one or two more corpses to walk over in a grand scheme, right?"

#sesshy380 #sesshy380rp #oop #you hit him in the jewels #and he is not taking it well #X'D #lashing out with anger #saying things he'll most likely regret #sometimes the anger gets the upper hand #this is one of those sometimes #ic #rp #ask

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ven10 · 9 months ago

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For the weird asks: 1, 4, 9, 17, 56! :)

Hi Cygninae! :) Thanks for the ask! :))

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

Coffee mugs but I drink tea in them bc I don’t like coffee much. (Though I had a mocha once and it was delicious! Although I’m not 100% sure there was even any caffeine in it 🤔 so idk if it’d even count as coffee) ☕️ [btw cygninae, I’m aware ur ideas on how tea should be drank are horribly warped so if u ever need advice of how to fix such an askew set of beliefs…well, I’ll be right here for u buddy😔☕️. You can get through this, I believe in you 😔💪🫵🫂]

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

Always got the classic “quiet” and “a pleasure to teach!” comments however in my last year of primary school my teacher said I have “a witty sense of humour” + I still think about that sometimes :)

Although, this one year a student teacher came to my class and if you’d have asked her she’d have probably started spouting an entire thesaurus worth of insults bc she, for some unknown reason, had a vendetta against my entire class and especially me.

For example, the main teacher (not student) allowed all the students to read their own books once they finished their work, right? So, after I finished my work I brought out my book and started to read. All the other 5ish people at my table were already reading. The student teacher walks up behind me, leans down right in my ear, closes my book (LOSING THE PAGE!!!😭😖😣😢🫣🫠🫢😬😱😨)and hisses “This is not a literacy lesson, *my name*!!” Then she proceeded to stalk away, ignoring everyone else at my table + at the other tables who were ALSO reading and had started before me.

Not to continue ranting about something that happened years ago there was also another time where our main teacher left the student teacher in charge for 15mins while the main teacher attended a meeting. When the main teacher returned the student teacher made up an entire story about how badly behaved our class was including, but not limited to, how we all shouted over her, ran around and threw pencil cases across the classroom. None of those things happened.

9.favorite smell in the summer?

There’s a pretty distinct smell of Summer mornings that I like a lot; I think it’s a mix of damp grass and fresh air, possibly other factors too. It smells of freedom, energy and possibility, with a bit of nostalgia chucked in there too for good measure! ☀️

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

Honestly? A pair of painfully muddy trainers.

However if I’m to be seen in public (excluding other people on walks etc) I’ll put on either a pair of black high tops or black boots (that sort of look like dms)!

56. favorite tradition?

Every year after putting up the Christmas decorations my family watches a specific movie together. It’s really nice! Although getting trickier to organise by the year since we don’t all live in the one place anymore! :) 🎄 📺

Thanks for the ask! This was fun to answer! Went on a bit of a rant on no.4 but u can just skip that if u don’t want to read it! Feel free to send more asks if you like, or drawing requests! :) (also if you do send drawing requests feel free to say what kind of style you want it to be in bc I’ve posted a few diff kinds+I enjoy drawing in different ways anyway)

#thanksfortheask:)#:)#10 year old me’s pent up rage coming through centuries later

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zucchinibread777books · 10 months ago

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ACOTAR Book Review pt.4

The next two posts (hopefully the last) are the main reasons why I felt that this book is just genuinely not good. They are the main things I disliked about the book and the most harmful parts in my opinion. Every book has a message, whether it is intentional or not. Books like the hunger games and Percy Jackson hold up because the authors had something to say and made sure that the plot supported that. When an author does not intentionally write their books with a message in mind, their plot loses value and they end up accidentally reflecting poor ideals throughout the story. That is what happened in this book. The author had nothing real to say about the problems that the main character had to face, and thus the lesson behind them got skewed and the meaning changed. That was my deal breaker. For this post I am going to specifically talk about the slavery plot. Disclaimer, I am white, so interpret my opinions on this with that in mind. Spoilers ahead. Her inclusion of slavery in the plot was poorly done in my opinion, and turned almost into a slave-holder apology and victim blamer. (I could tell it was written by a white woman who does not have a full grasp of the severity of slavery). For context, she begins the plot by explaining that the human world and fae world had a war because the faeries abused their incredible power over humans and enslaved the human race. Somehow the humans were able to free themselves and make a treaty separating the worlds and banning the murder and enslavement of each other. Feyre’s hatred and fear of the faerie race is then justified and her lack of care for whether she kills one or not makes sense. Then, Feyre is brought to the faerie world by some miraculous fate where the avenger of her murder victim happens to feel bad for the wrongdoings of his race, which he was alive during the height of, and she learns that faeries are people too and she should feel bad for what she did. My issues: 1. We do not have a reason for Tamlin to side with the human race. He doesn’t explain some big revelation that made him realize what his family did is wrong, and the plot reveal that later explains he was forced to take her in order to break a curse makes it seem as though he would have killed her at the start if he had a choice. 2. Feyre hates the fairies because of their overwhelming power over the human race and their treatment of the human race as lesser than them, but this fact doesn’t become less true as she learns to not hate them. The faeries still very much want to and try to kill her for no reason, and Tamlin's court continuously looks down on her throughout the story. But Tamlin's power and violence towards her after the Great Rite (~pg 196) are meant to spur the sexual tension between them. If anything that scene proves her previous issues with the fae kind correct. 3. Just as Tamlin never proved that he actually sees the human race as equals, none of the other faeries do either. Without the high fae and the treaty, we are given no reason to believe that the majority of faeries would not take the humans as slaves again or simply kill them if given the choice (honestly even most of the high fae actively want to enslave/kill humans again). By making Feyre the one to have the revelation that she shouldn’t kill faeries, the author implies that slaves should be the ones to change their views on captors (victim blaming). It is a very strong “all lives matter” message that ignores the heart of the issue... the literal slavery.

4. This issue is only continued with the Amarantha plot. I have referenced a few times that Feyre proves Amarantha’s views on humans to be correct through her actions, but the fact that this plot is driven by the actions of a manipulative human during the war to free humans from enslavement comes off as a justification of the faeries inhumane treatment in the first place. Why write that the murderous slave-owning faerie has a just reason for her actions? That it is the human’s fault for taking advantage of her sister and then killing her mercilessly rather than the faeries’ lust for power and view of humanity as bugs to crush under their feet? She doesn’t actually care if a human can love a faerie, her trials don’t actually prove anything about Feyre’s love for Tamlin. She just wanted an excuse to torture Feyre for the actions of a single human whom she is already torturing for eternity. So, adding this plot makes it seem as though there is an excuse for slavery, albeit not a good one, and inadvertently teaches that the slaves are the ones who need to change their actions and views. So what was the author's goal in writing a plot involving slavery? It wasn’t a commentary on slavery or slave owners, it was a means to an end. She wanted a reason for faeries and humans to hate each other and thought slavery was the way to go. This detracts from the actual and real issue of slavery, which the effects of are still impacting life in the country that she is from. The real and justified anger of the generations freed from slavery is downplayed for the sake of a surface-level romance. Feyre’s anger at the entire race would not disappear after a few kind words and actions of one “good” faerie.

(As an aside, Rhys essentially takes Feyre as a slave for one week a month, and yet is portrayed as a potential love interest in the future and is meant to be one of the good guys. The author clearly sees this specific slave plot as a very sexual and arousing situation, when in reality it would be terrifying and disgusting for the main character.) TLDR: The slavery plot in ACOTAR shows the author's ignorance in serious racial issues.

#acotar #acotar series #a court of thorns and roses #slavery #book review #books #books & libraries #reading #books and reading #booklover #new books

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silktherambler · 2 years ago

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Heyyyy so I'm back

And annoyed

Ngl having a partner isn't fun anymore

And I can't believe I'm saying this but I'd rather actually have a partner that ignores me time to time than one running up my ass all day

Yes, they aren't supportive and that gets bothersome because you don't have to be unsupportive to be nonchalant but I don't have to hear about their shit all the time or better yet, whatever they don't like about me. I know I can sound strange because it's like I'm asking for somebody to be in my life to ignore me but sometimes I really do want the space and I don't want to feel like a bad person when I'm asking for it or when I'm trying to get that space. And then if they are certain things that I do or I don't do then those can end up being a problem as well and certain things should not always be a problem like I'm going to be honest with you, I don't always want to tell my partner where I am and it's not a thing of me wanting to be sneaky or wanting to be in control it's honestly trying to not have him in control because I don't see the reason I need to always tell you where I'm at especially if I'm only in my area granted I might be out for like an hour or more than an hour but if I'm only 15 minutes away from the house regardless of where I'm at I don't see the reason I need to tell you like where I am and when I get home and shit.

And the sensitivity is killing me. Honestly I don't know how I'm going to be able to talk to him because it's so often that I have to bite my tongue or fix things in a certain way for him to not feel hurt. Honestly overall, I feel like I've changed way too much in ways that I didn't want for somebody else's benefit, so once again, I'm doing things somebody else's way so they can be happy but I'm not tending to my feelings first and I do this all the time and this is why I'm saying at this point I am very tired of being in relationships

I don't mind dealing with somebody but even that can tend to be a lot I rather just have little partners I see here and there and they can go and do whatever they want and they don't have to worry about whatever I'm doing like and I know it sounds selfish, because it is selfish. I want to be able to have a physical and slightly intimate connection with somebody without having to open up and give my heart or show my history or bear my soul. And I don't have any calm saying that and I don't feel ashamed saying that because people put too much pressure on relationships like we're not in our 20s. I'm not going to marry you tomorrow. I feel like there are too many things that just like they're not as important and I don't want to always have to be the one to fix things. I don't always want to have to be the one to solve situations because my boyfriend doesn't know how to de-escalate arguments. He just knows how to be petty and add on to the flame and it's very annoying it's so annoying I don't know how else to say that and there's no nice way to say that that's why I said it here cuz that is one of the truest things I've also said about my boyfriend he does not de-escalate arguments well he just knows how to get petty and then when he get frustrated he turns up so I started doing the same thing I act like him not because I want to is because I want him to see how annoying it is. I'm always trying to de-escalate a situation I only start speaking up when he keeps going on and on and on, and then I'll speak up, and then he'll be like oh you're the problem or you're being aggressive, I recently did let him know that he's a manipulator and he's a gaslighter and he's also a hypocrite. And it's like how could you say those things to your partner but it's like I got friends who one time like they got into a argument and they were some pretty god-awful things to each other, and one of them had brought up you know her previous self-harm and was like oh I should have just basically off to myself and and then the other one was like okay well maybe you should have and I at first I didn't get it.

At first I really didn't get it, and now that I'm here, I get it, it's like when somebody decides to try and use their mental health against you as a weapon it's kind of like okay screw this now because it's like it shouldn't always be that you're fighting to put your feelings ahead of minor for me to do what makes it work for you when it's not working for me and it's hurting me in an emotional way where I don't have the capacity and I've already said several times I don't have the capacity.

From the beginning anybody could tell you I've been telling Josh I do not have the capacity for certain things I don't want to fight I don't want to continue going back and forth and like a whole bunch of other stuff and it's like it doesn't click

And so it's got into the point where for about 6 months this man forces me to have conversations but was able to turn around inside of an argument that we had and said that we do almost everything my way when emotionally we do about 60 to 70% of the relationship his way

I have a partner that has gotten mad at me when I didn't want to do sexual things but also asked me to not just given and do things with him, so it's like cuz I was the reason I was doing it with the other guy too like I would say yes because I didn't want them to feel like I didn't like them I didn't want to touch them because my current person I like I decided that I wasn't going to touch them just because I they wanted to touch me like I was going to text him because I wanted to touch and I was going to allow him to touch cuz you know that's what I wanted at the moment and this person got upset with me like a lot and it's now at the point where I mean yes we don't really have a place where we can do things like that but even before that he was like I don't know if I want to try because he's so stuck on all the times I said no but saying no is my choice

And if I'm deciding that I don't want to have sex or do sexual things and somebody else's home without their permission I don't feel like somebody should be getting mad at me for that like and then he turns around and be like I'm lecturing him and I'm scolding him but let's be honest if we had a house and somebody was doing sexual things in our house and didn't even ask us and they got the sheets all out and all this ex extra stuff, we would feel a way too. We would feel a little bit like damn you kind of disrespected my house too. So why we can't have the same respect for other people home? And why you going to get mad at me when I decide to prioritize morals over like whatever my quick instant pleasure is?

Like I don't know how to say it really didn't make me comfortable

So naturally yes there are times where my boyfriend starts to touch me like in a sexual manner and I don't really want to but I do it there was one time I woke up in the night and because we were there and like it was night time and my other friend was sleeping he started touching on me sexually and I wasn't really happy about it but I didn't say anything and then he asked me if I could give him head and I told him straight up no cuz I was like I literally just wanted to go back to sleep like I was not trying to do all this stuff with you, so I gave him a hand job and then he went to the bathroom to finish and I went to sleep and I was upset

And like them it wasn't even about that lol I was saying damn it wasn't even about that but that did make me uncomfortable, it's like also the expectation that he has when we're hanging out with friends I can never just be myself that's why I like honestly tomorrow we're supposed to help Dank with his music video and I am honestly kind of hoping that my boyfriend is not there because I would love to be able to hang out with the crew especially in a group setting without him there because I can't never just be myself I always have to be up under Josh I always have to to be next to him or holding his hand in public so he knows that I like want to be seen with him like it's so much validation it's so much f****** validation that this one person wants me to give them the day they're not giving them themselves and that's why I get so annoying cuz I'm like you're expecting me to do some of the work that you need to do for you that's the only reason that you are pushing me for to to do all these things and to show you off and to be proud of you because you don't do it for yourself you hardly post a picture of yourself unless it's for promo and it's to like push your career more inside of the right direction you don't ever post yourself you don't ever post anything that you actually care about you don't even post your friends, so why do I now have to turn around and post you on the internet just because you see that I do birthday shout outs? I already told you I'm private about my life I don't really want people in my business about knowing about who I'm dating those people are not people I'm dating those are my friends so it's not the same ballpark and it's not the same ball game and I'm trying to happen to explain that I'm tired of having somebody always look at me and be like I want to be validated when they do not validate themselves

I'm sorry I got upset

What I was trying to say was sometimes it gets annoying because I always have to cater to this man's sensitivity and it's at the point now where you know what I have hit my I honestly hit all small breaking point it's not my biggest breaking point but I have hit a small breaking point honestly at this point now I do not want to partner that is sensitive I already said I knew I couldn't date a partner that sensitive and now that I decided to try it and I guess put my words to the test even though that's not what I was trying to do because I didn't know that he was a sensitive person, I now realize that after this i will never ever date somebody that's sensitive ever again I'm not going to do it to myself because this has to be one of the most annoying things in the world. It a lot of people be like I don't know like people don't want to deal with your insecurities or what your issues are, but in actuality people don't want to deal with it when you're pushing it on to other people, and it's about how you push it on to other people. I'm not going to say that I'm right, I trauma dumped a lot and I think that made a couple people not want to talk to me but I also feel like you know it's crazy, people wanted to talk to me less after I stopped trauma dumping because one they had something to bond to two they are other problems to hear about and then three they feel like I actually trust them enough to tell them about their life I realize that even though that's not the way our society should bond, most of us we bond deeper by trauma bonding it's not the only bond with a lot of my friendships I would say but we do have trauma bonds that we share and we went to each other about what our issues are because that's the level of friendship that we have. And I don't feel like I can do that with my boyfriend I don't feel like I can talk to my boyfriend about how I feel it with my gripes are because he always has something to say or complain about he can never just sit and just listen to what's being said to him and it's crazy to me cuz that's what he be asking for me to do and I've started to do it but he can't never just hear what's being said to him he's starting to do it now though so I'll give him credit

I'm not going to lie like my current issue is that he consistently asked me to do things and to change things but he does not do those things and this is why I called him a hypocrite like I just I feel like I'm always having to accommodate for his sensitivity to an extent that I don't even accommodate for my sensitivity because I know it's just me being sensitive therefore I cannot make other people responsible for such things

And it's almost like he doesn't get that

Like you can't keep starting arguments and fights and picking on everything just because you feel upset with yourself inside and you you need to go sit in the corner and be by yourself, and that's what I'm saying and I did that and a lot of people was upset with me cuz it was like you need to come talk to people I was like no because I'm going to take it out on you guys and I'm going to lash out and do bad things and y'all saying it's okay now but let's be honest, you having your mental health gripes does not condone you being a jerk to other people. If you know you're going to be a jerk to other people, stay awake. We literally got like one of our first arguments I literally took a break from a conversation inside of a group chat cuz I noticed that I was getting heated and I decided I said I'm going to go take space and Josh decides to do this thing that he thinks it's cute and this is what I mean by you doing things that you think it's helping but you not really helping cuz I had to tell him that, you think it's helping because you think it's cute to do and it's because it's what you would want and you would think any normal person would want that but hi news flash I am not a normal person thank you very much which means I don't want this normal janky ass response. If I say I'm going to take a break from the conversation and I leave the group chat that does not give you the green light to then follow me text me and ask me if I'm straight I took a break for a reason there's a reason why nobody else pulled to the side to text me because I said I'm going to go calm down first before I reply. If you read it the way you were supposed to read it you were know that you were supposed to leave me alone. I didn't need nobody checking on me. Nobody else checked on me it's because I said I'm going to leave this conversation right now so I can just go calm down and I made it known. So I think from there, everybody kind of just understood let her go chill out. But no not Josh, Josh decides he has to text me and starts asking me if I'm okay and asking me a bunch of questions and like talking to me and I'm like ayo like before he could even really start talking and getting into it so I don't even know if he was going to start going on and on I kind of told them all if I was like yeah I just kind of need you to get out my face right now and he was like all hurt because I had sent to him that he didn't understand something or he didn't care about something or know how something felt or something like that and then I did apologize to him and he was like what you said something her phone I was like yes and I'm not going to completely apologize on the basis that I said something hurtful because I literally said I'm going to leave this conversation so when I said I was going to leave the conversation that did not give you a green light for you to hit me up and try and talk to me because you notice I'm upset if I'm upset then leave me alone to go be upset so I can go relax. I can't get the feeling of upsetness and frustration out if I'm not releasing it I can't release it if you're busy here trying to make sure I'm not upset, I don't need nobody to save the day or save me from my feelings. I've been running from my feelings for so long, I need to feel them, all the negative ones as well, and that annoyed to have out of me and then I end up feeling bad well supposing to feel bad, because I told him off but honestly he should not have brought his ass over there to talk to me if I had literally just said in the group chat I'm going to go take a break. This is the stuff I'm talking about. And I told him I said you think that you be helping but you be doing the things that you think is helping and it's not helping me

Okay so sometimes when I get sad I need somebody to help me turn the gears in my head, and he was asking me what what would help with that and I was like I don't need no sappy ass you're sweet and lovely and all that sweet ass word play I don't want any of that that actually makes it worse and makes me kind of want to fry myself more. And then he was like what if that's like the best way I know how to do things I was like an honestly you better off kind of just shutting up like that's not the way I need the help He was like yeah but that's the only way I know how to give it I'm like okay but it's not about you

I'm telling you the way that I receive help this is the main thing that works for me cuz other things don't work for me the method that you want to try of being sweet and hugging me and rubbing that like that's the way that you soothe children and I get it because that's what you're used to doing and everybody has their inner child that probably needs to be soothed and that's why a lot of people probably really respond well to when Josh hugs them and it's there for them and he responds well to a two so that's why he does it but I'm a little angry child inside. I don't want no hugs. I don't want no kisses. I don't want no sweet words. I want answers and I want everybody to get the f*** out my face when I get the answers. I'm not here for the sweet shit. I want the real. Even if it's not always easy to take

Really I just don't always want to like subscribe to his sensitivity that's my main problem right now I feel like I'm always having to do something to make Josh feel comfortable instead of Josh just learning how to be comfortable with himself that way he can actually be comfortable inside of our relationship so I don't have to keep doing more effort than what I really do need to be doing because of this person was to show up at least half healed from some of the past things that they have gone through we would not be going through these issues right now and I think that's why I am bitter and a bit scornful

You came outside knowing that you weren't ready to date knowing that you weren't ready to pair with somebody or be in something intimate because of all the issues that you have but you still decided to climb inside of the issues and ask me to be your girlfriend without knowing enough about me or having me know enough about you cuz we ain't even know each other for like a full year yet-

I shoud have never said yes

I should have told him this was going to be a mostly sexual thing cuz I promise you we would have had sex already if that was the case

I should have never got with somebody with my group

And I'm not going to leave him like I'm not talking about leaving him because I know I have to give him a chance but I'm going to be honest with you I do not see him changing

He has a lot of work that he needs to do on himself for himself before he changes and if he's willing to fix that then that's lit but if not then it is what it is honestly it's fine for right now because I don't I don't have no plans on dating, honestly whatever plans I had on like you know mixing and mingling and and getting to meet people, that's done, like the most I might do is probably go on tinder and then go on dates on tinder like or bumble yeah or like one of them dating apps whatever the case oh like hinge yeah I will go on dates but I don't think I would be dating I like the idea of going on dates in my growner age because I think it's nice to share evenings with people where you like can make a connection or maybe not make a connection it's fine like you get to experience something cuz I've never really going on dates like that like how we see them in the movies like you meet somebody like can I take you out and.. And stuff like that so I want to try that

And in today's modern era, I would not mind going on a date with a couple of ladies I would dress nice for them too and I mean like feminine nice but they probably would look better than me lol 😭 But I don't mind, nice eye candy to look at is always a plus. Like I'm kind of ready to branch out at this point I don't want to stay till one person because every time I stay to one person and I commit to them they push all their issues on to me they push all their gripes on to me and I feel like I kind of do do that too but if anything as I get older I've started to try and make it more and more of a point. I do not always push every issue that I have onto my partner and I give them space and time. But I don't this is now like the third person I feel like I can't talk to. I didn't feel like I could talk to that first person cuz they ignored me all the time. I didn't feel like I could come to the second person because they felt like I was too much and now I can't vent to the third person because it's always about how something makes them feel instead of just looking at the situation.

I got a couple men I want to flirt with I'm not going to lie to you, cuz they all look fine as helllllll

And I'm sorry but if I got to deal with a whole bunch of BS, give me a black man, and there's nothing wrong with Hispanic men, I think I don't mind going on dates and maybe even flirting and touching men from other races but I don't think I would find myself in a relationship outside of my race as frequently or as common I'm not even going to say it would never happen because I love my boyfriend I do love my boyfriend, him being a different race is not constituted to how I feel about him,., But I know that deep in my heart I have a love for black skin that like will never go away and so even when I'm with my boyfriend I have to be honest when I see black men on the internet I'll be looking at them real hard cuz I'm like damn that look good and I don't get to look at brown skin like that all the time 😭😭😭

I know that's not the best thing in the world to say but it really is the truth of like how I feel, I really do miss looking at black skin I have to be honest with you man I miss kissing on black skin and rubbing on black skin and seeing black skin on top of my black skin oh my gosh ughhhhhhhhh

Sorry sorry sorry forgive me Lord I was thinking some not not clean things,

anyway

And I feel like the karma for this is going to come back, I'm going to get with a partner that don't really care about me or like me as much as they could like they like me but they don't want to lay they don't like me in terms of as a girlfriend they like me in terms of like my personality to like I have a crush on you but I think that's what it sends to it's like you can have a crush on people but that doesn't mean you should be with people like they might be a good crush they might be a good flirt they might even be a good body that you have sex with but it doesn't make them a good partner for you and I think that's where we're at I think Josh should not have a lot of like for each other we have a lot of love for each other I think that we get along a lot in certain areas and the attractions definitely there but I do not think that us having a great amount of attraction to each other meant that we were going to be great partners for each other and I feel like that's a big thing that we need to talk about just in general in this society.

Cuz something I'd like to say a lot of the time is, All right there's a lot of people that I like there's a lot of people I'm going to see on the road and I'm going to think they cute I'm like oh you look good or you smell good or from energy I just like the way that you carry yourself. But that does not mean that I want to go talk to them. It doesn't mean I want to date them. Doesn't mean I want to be with them. It doesn't mean I want to have sex with them. It does not mean I want to make a connection of any kind cuz maybe they're not somebody I would like to make a connection with maybe they're just somebody I want to admire in the moment.

What I was trying to say earlier was my boyfriend for me at this point because it's three for three, has sucked the fun out of dating. When I decided I was going to come and date I wanted it to be cool things like I give a good example of something one thing I really do like about my current person though is that they like to go on fun little excursions they like to go outside so I think that's cool like we've done things like going to concerts and go to the library go to the movies go to play games things and such like that like if traveled a little bit to upstate. So we have done a lot of fun things and this is some of the things I wanted to do with people or hang out with people and get to know them while doing cute things like these things so that part is fulfilled yes, but I wanted it to be filled with mostly just that like I want the dating process to be simple I don't want n***** always trying to figure out what our next move is for that cuz it's not like we're getting married it's not like we're moving in it's not like we're getting ready to live together we are literally still trying to figure out how to live in harmony with each other so it's nothing like that

It's because my relationship is so stressful and I feel like at this age that I'm at relationship should not be that stressful. We should be getting money and then learning how to do things like save but also spending it on each other and spending it having our outings hanging out like I should be able to come see you at your crib yes but I would like it if we went out to do little fun then you don't have to be big things you could go to the library for free you can go to a park for free you can walk around Manhattan for free like we can do things and I also would like to do things sometimes in the daytime but anyway sorry that was a little shady of me but that's that's like really what I consisted for a relationship to be like. We're having fun we're doing us and we're just being young. And it's like every day I'm arguing with my boyfriend about something that I'm doing I shouldn't be an argument because I am who I am and if he has such a problem he can just bounce and I tell everybody that and they don't want to leave because they know I'll leave and I'm just like but y'all sit and complain about what I do all day like that's going to be fun for me

The one before him used to do that too, I think the only person that ever accepted my flaws and didn't throw them back in my face all the time was the first one, and he would probably do it behind my back but in an argument he wouldn't bring it up he even had brought that up at the end he was like you know how many times I overlooked the fact that you lie when you get scared or you lied when you feel like you have to and I don't like that you know I don't like when people lie you know that's one of the biggest things I don't like and I'm still basically choosing to f*** with you and so that's the only person for beta might can say so my flaws and still was like I'm going to just take you as you are I'm going to try to, and I won't say that he didn't try it he did try but he should have been honest and told me that he didn't trust me that was my whole thing, I wasn't mad cuz you didn't trust me I was mad because you made it seem like you did, when you could have just been honest and said you didn't trust me if I lied I lied for certain reasons you lying is not the same thing you're just lying now to try and be pretentious about the fact that I lied but if you were somebody who I could talk to in the moment of what the situation was I would have told you the truth. And it's the same thing that happens with him, and with the one before that, and with the current one now, everybody gets mad at the fact that I lied but let's get into it

I'm going to relay the one reason that I lied the only person that don't completely apply to all the way is the first one, because originally when I was lying to him I was lying to him because I was scared of his reaction to certain things so while it's different it's an also not, because I was scared of his reaction but I was scared of his reaction because he reacts badly to certain things depending on what it is and I knew that topic in particular was going to get a bad reaction. Because two of my friends knew about us and he didn't want them to know cuz those two friends specifically was close with somebody that he used to mess with, so he didn't want me saying nothing but I need to talk to somebody. That's crazy cuz I'm going through something slightly similar where I kind of can't talk to my friends about the relationship cuz he doesn't want them knowing certain information but I'm probably going to go back to doing that. Especially like talking to rock man. But anyway, the other two is like they have battery actions to things or they get jealous oh my gosh I can't have a partner that doesn't get jealous Jesus this is so annoying I want somebody who doesn't get jealous I can understand if you get territorial but I want somebody that doesn't carry the spirit of envy over me cuz all I am is just fresh vagina let's get into it

And my p**** game not even that fire like come on now 😭😭

Y'all be dragging it foh, and half of the time it's really just pride, don't get me wrong I think they really do like me for me but it's probably just like you see me as like yours so you don't want nobody else getting their hands on me but I am who I am and that's part of the reason I want to be single I want nobody feeling like they can have authority to tell me what to do and how to be like that's why I also put back in my freedom and I started hanging out with my other friend again because my person didn't want me hanging out with them and I didn't hang out with them for at least a month, out of respect. But I wasn't respecting myself by doing that for a month. That's not what I wanted to do and the person wasn't a real threat. Like it's because we had something in the past that happened like a year or two before I actually met my partner so like currently there's nothing that happens there's no type of sexual conduct or anything like that that would insinuated this person has an interest in me do I think the person is attracted to me yes I think there's a lot of people that's attracted to me though but I don't think this person has an interest in making anything happen or shake especially cuz they are aware I have a partner and they bring up the fact that I have a partner. And he's respectful about it too so he wasn't an issue just cuz he came to the show and didn't say anything and my person got butt hurt over it and I'm like you know you really can't handle it because there's so many times so many nights I go up there and perform n***** are standing right next to me talking to the rest of my group like I wasn't on stage and they don't even acknowledge me and it's not like anybody goes to the sign and goes yeah you did a great job too it's not like anybody really includes me when that's happening. There's so many times I'm getting ignored on the side, and Josh got ignored on the side and couldn't handle it because it came from somebody that he thinks I still could have connection with and they even got to the point with rock man he like was looking at him sideways and looking at him different cuz he thought that we had history because we almost did stuff. And I regret it I should have just had sex with rock man man. I should have just did that and called it a day but then I don't know what that would have done to the trajectory of me and rock man's friendship so I'm kind of glad that I didn't.

Can I be honest?

I think regardless of whatever happens, I think when we finally get to the end of 2023, I will be single. I don't know what that's going to look like for me I don't know if I've already started doing things by then but I'm going to take control back into my own hands and I think I'm going to be single for a while until I can find somebody who can match me on the energy and the level of where I'm thinking like I need to be matched

When I say that I would like to be matched I don't mean I want the person to think exactly like me I want the person to be at the same level of maturity as me and I want this person to be at the same level of wanting to grow and knowing how to let go like I understand every season is different but I really want to partner that doesn't push their issues on to me when they're going through it that's that's something I would really like in a person and I feel like I'm continuously going through that and I do not mind I like let me say I really truly do not mind waiting for somebody who will do that.

I really don't mind waiting for somebody who can handle their issues and understand when it's their issues and then when it's our issues and have that mind of difference. I want somebody who knows how to communicate effectively that's one and I want somebody who knows how to help me with certain decisions in terms of like us going back and forth I don't want to always be an argument I want it to be a discussion if we can't talk about it let's calm down and talk about it at a different time and I guess that's the part where I'm really annoyed it with my boyfriend the most

My boyfriend is not mature. When we get into arguments, about 85 to 90% of the time I am the one de-escalating the arguments, or I usually 95% of the time an the one who is starting to deescalate the arguments even if it doesn't work in the end I'm usually the one to try it first. He decides that the best way to handle these things is to be petty and I'm tired of it and when he does it I don't think I'm going to respond to him I'm just going to say it to him okay. But then he gets mad and feels like I'm ignoring him but I also let him know I'm not going to be rude to you cuz I was rude to him at some point I'm just going to start ignoring you because if I said I don't want to have this conversation I'm not going to be forced to have the conversation I'm tired of doing this. And I'm I'm just very tired of dealing with it I'm tired of having to give consistent reassurance like here's my thing I understood that I was going to have to give reassurance all the time and I thought that was going to be like a every other week type thing or like you know like maybe every hearing there like and I was so cool with that but it's almost every single day there is something that my boyfriend needs to know or needs validation on so he knows that I care or like it's to the point where he prioritizes me so much he doesn't prioritize the things he used to prioritize and it turns me off. His career used to be one of the most important things and it was like the main thing he took care of there was never a time I didn't see this man outside running and working even though he didn't have a job he was probably like most active out of all of us and ever since we started dating that has done nothing but dwindled

So yea

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You Realize You Like Him Part 2

George: Slytherin, halfblood, same year

I quietly sat in the library working on a couple of assignments alone. I wasn't super busy or anything. I just wanted to get ahead with some of my classes.

Looking up I saw George walk into through the doors. I was a little surprised since George nor Fred liked to show their faces in here. The library was the last place you would ever expect to find either of them.

I had no idea how they were managing to continue moving up in their classes, but they did it. I assumed that the professors didn't want them hanging around any longer than necessary so they made sure to pass them.

His eyes scanned the room and landed on me. He marched over to me and sat down right in front of me. I guess I was the one who had brought him to the library.

"The blonde told me you'd be in here." He grinned picking up one of my quills and playing with it.

"Draco?" I questioned sitting my other quill down so I could focus on him.

"That's the one."

"I can't believe you two actually had a civil conversation." I giggled in shock. It seemed like the two of them were always sneering at each other. I don't think they had ever had a normal conversation.

"Now I wouldn't go as far as calling it civil (y/n). There was a lot of arguing of course. There were even a couple curses, but in the end he ended up telling me where you were."

"I just don't understand why you two can't get along. You know that the two of you are two of my favorite people in the entire world and I just want you to get along."

"I know (y/n)." George sighed. "Honestly, I don't see that ever happening. I wish I could be more positive about it."

"So, why are you really in here George?" I asked before the conversation could get even more off track.

"I'm falling behind in Potions. Can you please help me?"

"Of course." I grinned gesturing for him to grab a book and some parchment paper so I could help him with some assignments we had due at the end of the week. After a while George and I decided that we should go visit the house elves in the kitchen.

I loved the house elves so of course I agreed. I think he was tired of working and he knew that I would never turn down a chance to see them. The elves made us some tea to help us stay away for a little bit longer so we could finish up George's homework.

I watched as George walked over to one of the elves and whispered something in her ear. She eagerly nodded, snapped her fingers, and some music began playing.

"May I have this dance (nickname)?" He extended his hand and bowed a little. I giggled and took his hand.

"Of course you may Georgie." I stepped up to him and he wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me into him.

I laid my head on his chest so that I could feel his heartbeat. In the time that I was dancing with him, I could feel his heartbeat get faster. I just ignored it and eventually it went back to normal.

"I'm getting sleepy George." I admitted after we had been swaying around the kitchen for a while.

"Me too (y/n). Let's go get our stuff from the library." We told the house elves good bye and thanked them for everything. George merely shoved everything into his backpack and took a seat waiting on me to finish up.

It took me a minute to finish packing because all of my assignments had a specific place to go so I could keep up with everything. While cleaning up, I noticed George staring at me.

"Why are you staring at me?" I shyly asked. "Do I have something on my face?"

"No," he chuckled and then sighed. "You're beautiful (y/n). How could I not stare?" The usual cocky George was nervous and I had caused it.

Little did he know, he was the only person that had the same effect on me.

Fred: Gryffindor, pureblood, 2 years below (same as Trio)

"Shit." I yelled rolling out of bed trying to pull on my Gryffindor uniform that lay crumpled on the floor. It was from yesterday, but it would have to do. Of of all days of course I would oversleep today when I had a very important potion to do for Snape's class.

This was one of the potions we would have to perform for our OWLS so being there for class was extremely important. Breakfast was still going on so if I could just get down to the dungeons without anyone stopping me, I should be fine.

I ran down a couple of flights of stairs periodically checking my watch. I was going to make it to class on time and everything was going to be okay. I knew a shortcut and I tried to avoid it since Malfoy and Parkinson liked to linger around there, but today I was going to have to take the risk and pray they weren't there today.

I was deep in thought congratulating myself on how I would get to class right in time and then I felt someone tightly grip my arm.

"Hey (nickname you don't like), why are you running?"

I tried to snatch my arm out of Malfoy's grasp, but he was much stronger than me. I turned around to see that famous smirk plastered on his lips. I could deal with him any other day, but please not today.

"Please just let me go Malfoy." He had come up with this nickname for me that I absolutely hated but I didn't have time to tell him off so I thought maybe if I was nice he would get bored of me.

"Why are you running?" He repeated in a softer voice as if he was actually curious to where I needed to be.

"There's no need to repeat yourself," I muttered under my breath, "I ignored you just fine the first time." I watched as the smirk fell from his face and I instantly regretted opening my mouth. I should have just told him.

Sometimes it could be difficult to control the things that came out of my mouth. He grabbed my shoulders and roughly shoved me up against the wall.

"You have a really quick tongue (nickname you don't like)." He eyed me up and down with those cold pale eyes causing me to feel uncomfortable. "Maybe we could put it to good use."

It took me to realize what he was implying and when I realized, I couldn't help but scowl. When had he become so vulgar?

"Never gonna happen Malfoy." I hissed shoving him away from me. I gathered all my things that had fallen to the ground and realized I was missing something.

"Looking for this (l/n)?" I very slowly turned around to see Pansy waving my diary around. I looked at my watch. Everyone would be taking their seats in class right now. I could slip in without anyone noticing if I just left them to keep my diary. I wrote some really personally things in there and who knows what would happen if I left it in their hands.

I lunged towards Pansy but she tossed the book over my head and Malfoy easily snatched it out of the air.

"Did you write anything about me in here?" He wondered out loud flipping through the pages. I needed to find a way to distract him so I could get my book back and take off down the corridor.

"And why would your name be in there?" I snapped glaring over at him.

"I'm hurt." He fake pouted, closed my diary, and looked like he was going to hand it back to me. "So if I give this back to you, will I get anything in exchange?"

"Hey." There came a voice from the other end of the corridor and I let out a sigh of relief. "What's going on down here?" Fred Weasley, my hero. Watching him walk towards us, I had never seen him this angry before.

It reminded me a little of his mom, Molly. I watched as Pansy sulked into a corner and Malfoy had this sort of scared look on his face. He snatched the diary from Malfoy, grabbed my arm, and dragged me out of the hallway.

"What are you doing with them (y/n)? Don't you have a class right now?"

"Yes. I was running late to class and Malfoy-"

"Malfoy did what?" He quickly turned around waiting on me to finish my sentence.

"Nothing." We were standing at the entrance to the Potions room. I knew that if I had told Fred some of the things he had been saying to me, he would be furious and there was no telling what would happen if he got mad enough.

"Did he hurt you?"

"No. Nothing like that. Look I have to get to class, but thanks for saving me." I stood on my tippy toes and planted a kiss on his cheek before heading into Potions class. Right then and there I realized Fred was always going to be there for me.

Cedric: Hufflepuff, muggleborn, same year

I remembered someone bumping into me and then the sound of air rushing past my ears. I remembered the crowd gasping, but then there was nothing. I opened my eyes to see the Hufflepuff quidditch team surrounding me. I slowly blinked and attempted to sit up.

"(y/n). Are you okay?" Cedric asked kneeling down beside me. He pushed me down a little as if he was trying to keep me from standing up.

"I'm fine." I tried to stand up but there was something seriously wrong with my leg. I was about to fall back onto the ground but Cedric reached out and wrapped his arm around my waist to keep me steady.

Even though I was in so much pain, I couldn't help but get nervous at the fact at Cedric was this close to me. I looked away from him trying to hide my face as much as possible.

"What happened?" I questioned looking around at my team members wanting an explanation for why I had fallen off. They all had this furious look on their faces when I brought that up.

"Marcus Flint knocked you off your broom." Cedric said through clenched teeth. "Madam Hooch had a fit and heavily penalized them so don't worry about that. I think we're going to have to reschedule the match since you can't fly."

"No no no, I'm fine." I tried to push myself away from Cedric to stand up but that just resulted in me collapsing to the ground.

Marcus looked at us smirking. He knew that he had caused this and he didn't care that I was hurt. He was going to do whatever he wanted to make sure that his team won.

Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones made their way down from the stands and over to us offering to take me to the hospital wing while the rest of the team got everything sorted out.

Cedric sent someone to talk to Madam Hooch about rescheduling the game. What what Marcus did was completely illegal and we deserved to play again once I was better.

Out of the corner of my eye I watched as Cedric marched right over to Marcus. I turned back around looking towards the castle not wanting to watch them fight.

I laid in the hospital bed waiting on someone from my team to come update me on the situation. Madam Pomfrey managed to fix my bones to the best of her abilities but she said it was going to take a little while to finish healing on its own. So that meant no Quidditch for a couple of days.

Cedric walked into the infirmary with a black eye and a bloody lip to take a seat next to my bed.

"What happened to you?" I cupped his face in my hands looking at all the bruises and scratches.

"He hurt you." He simply said. "Flint hurt you and that was not okay. I promise it doesn't feel as bad as it looks."

"Are you in any trouble?"

"Nah," he shrugged, "I know Madam Hooch saw us fighting, but I think she turned a blind eye to it. We got the match rescheduled for the weekend of Halloween." He stood up getting ready to leave. But before he left, he leaned down and placed a kiss on my forehead. "I would never let someone hurt you and get away with it (y/n)."

Watching him walk out of the door I realized he was one in a million.

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