#tw abuse ///--

[space929]

This is an old post and I've talked about their relationship before and I'm doing it again because it needs to be done.

Which makes it sound like I disagree with the above, which I do not. This is 100% a based post.

Obvious TWs I think.

I gave him quite a bit of leeway in that I focused on the latter half of this scene and emphasized the difference in listening between the beginning of the movie and that portion, but this is really important to talk about.

This isn't an "error" that good parents make. There are a couple of reasons I think he might have done that - character wise - but none of them are good. Most of them have to do with emotional distancing and emotional immaturity. But I digress.

Let's talk about the beginning of this scene.

As I mentioned in my previous post, George is a lot like my mom. In that scene, he is very likely projecting. Gwen being angry and pointing out his "mistake" (quotes because I feel like it stops being a mistake when it involves a gun and time to think. Like, he's a cop. He has a permit. He has to know what to not do - I hate guns and I know what to not do! You do not point it at anything you do not intend to shoot. It stops being a mistake when you intend to shoot a child) makes him feel guilty, so he takes it out on her.

She needs to be quiet so he doesn't have to think about the hard things.

This is an idea that is incredibly prominent and generally comes hand-in-hand with the thought that you owe your parents respect regardless of what they do and how much they give you.

He gives her nothing up until this point. He does not listen to her, he talks about something he is aware she does not like or agree with and then shuts her down when she says that, he shuts her down every time she tries to share her feelings.

And then he's upset when she finally tries to shut down for the final time because he actually threatened her life. But that has to be her fault, because if it isn't, he would have to look in on himself and recognize the very real problems in their relationship and that they stem from him. The reason she never told him comes from him. The reason she left is because of him. The reason she's mad is him.

But then he'd have to deal with the guilt and self-reflection that comes with that, and that's uncomfortable. That's painful. It's far more comfortable if she keeps her emotions over there and he gets to remain the unquestionable authority that can do no wrong.

Anyway. This is just why he's doing it. It isn't an excuse or a justification. This is an awful way to think.

So he also tried to leave the house when she was mad at him. I went through and read the transcript for this part and it calls him a child for this which is hilarious. She follows after him to - and I pull this from the transcript - keep him from walking out the door.

She has learned to be more mature than her father. To go to him because he will never come to her.

There's just one more thing I want to mention.

Gwen's speech, which I love, focuses on her. It focuses on Ghost-Spider (I know that's not her name in ATSV but it's so much better and it should be) and the good she's trying to do.

It never mentions the way he hurt her. And I believe that that's because she knows he would shut down if it did. If she talked about him and what he did, he wouldn't respond the same.

When I was twelve, my mom practically kicked me out of the house to live with my dad. She got mad at me for this fact. To this day, I cannot talk to her about how I feel about this. I can complain to her about living with him. I can complain about him. I cannot tell her that she hurt me. She'll accept the first, she'll guilt trip me for the second.

And I think Gwen knows something similar would happen. She knows what not to mention.

I don't like how Jefferson parents. I think he's too authoritarian in a lot of cases. But they're right. He would never point a gun to Miles.

I ended my last one with an optimistic take on the fact that he was trying, and I want to end this one the same way, but the reality is that I gave a lot of leeway. He's done a lot of introspection, sure, but he hasn't done enough. He has to learn to take criticism that isn't edged around but never directly hitting the point.

George Stacy is not a good parent. I hope that he tries. I hope he learns. But he is not a good parent, and it's important to acknowledge that.

I still think about how Gwen's dad pointed a gun at her, and then got mad when Gwen didn't want to talk/look at him.

Like, sir, you pointed a GUN to your teenage DAUGHTER. You raised your gun back up after she unmasked.

Like, you found out Spider-ghost was your daughter and you still thought she killed HER best friend?? And on purpose??

You had a duty as a police man to what?? Shoot your unarmed teenage daughter if she tried to leave?? Instead of trying to let her explain at least??

Even Aaron let Spiderman go when he found out he was his nephew, and he was the villain.

[vivziepopcriticalconfessions]

"As someone who used to be similarly emotionally abusive as Stolas, I fucking hate how the narrative continues to coddle him and make everything about how he is hurt- motherfucker learn to listen to the wants of others instead of whining because they aren't sucking your dick"

Submitted by anonymous

[leohnoz]

Sunsun

A @jumalanpelko Suncat & Guard oc duo :)

If i had a nickle for every one of those...

Jokes aside, their story is down below, but TW: eyestrain and depictions of abuse (non-physical)

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Guard didn't start out training as a guard. In fact, he was a Suncat. Being the only sun-furred kitten at suneve, it was basically a no-brainer he got picked — and he was perfect, with his fur and eyes, everyone thought She loved him even though he was... well, male. That was until a few months later... a single kitten was born, and God ripped itself from his body, instead going into the new Suncat.

To say he was mad was an understatement. He demanded right there and then to be Suncats guard — after all, who better to train and guard her than the previous suncat? Murmurings were had about this, but it was ultimately decided — he took on the name Guard, and would protect her.

Resentment festered within however, why would She pick this dinky little kitten over him? Her fur, her eyes, her patterns... it was all wrong! She wasn't fit for it. Why did She forsake him?

If he couldn't be perfect for Her... he'd make sure she would.

[cupcraft]

Also it's a good time to remind people that dream also sexualized young fans by offering them feet pics as incentive to buy concert tickets in Public group chats and had grooming allegations I don't think he quite ever proved were false to me and his original excuse to Amanda before his big youtube video was that she was making it up because "her boyfriend probably told her to do it" live on stream so. Yeah he's disgusting and this once again is a pattern of behavior.

[burnthiscandletotheground]

Lesbians, just because you are WLW does not mean you are immune.

I volunteered in a fucking DV shelter for years, with all the training that entailed, and still refused to accept that my GF was abusive.

She was passionate when she screamed and threw things at me. She wanted me to be the best that I could be when she endlessly belittled and found fault. She wasn't gaslighting me - I had a lousy memory. She wasn't controlling when she made me cancel plans with family and friends - she just wanted to spend time with me and it was the only time she was free, honest.

And every time I had finally had enough, she was sorry, and she loved me so much, and she was in therapy. She was trying to be a better person for me, how could I be so cruel? We were going to get married someday.

When I finally broke up with her, there was nothing from her but a freeze, because she knew she couldn't manipulate me anymore. That didn't stop her from calling my conservative boss and outing me for one last petty dig.

Do not let your gender prejudices blind you. I am a weight-lifting, martial arts-trained butch dyke, and a little woman who never laid a hand on me gave me what is probably a lifetime of PTSD.

I don’t know how many boys follow me, but I gotta bet there’s some. I just wanna tell y’all to be careful.

Abusive girls exist and what they’re doing is seen as like “badass tough don’t take no shit” but your girl should not hit you. Ever.

She should not demand for you to hand over your phone to look through.

She should not yell at you and humiliate you either alone or in front of people.

She shouldn’t make you distance yourself from your friends or family.

She shouldn’t scratch you or twist your arms.

She should not call you names.

She shouldn’t tell you ‘she’ll kill herself if you break up’

These are just a few examples of abuse and it’s just seen as okay when girls do it and god knows I’ve fallen victim to it a few times, but you shouldn’t have to.

Never worry about not being in a relationship. If they’re worth it, they won’t hurt you.

No one has the right to hurt you.

[mollywog]

Oooh tell me how what you find interesting about the “I don’t know how you survived this long” line from Peeta. Now that I think about it’s so interesting to me that Peeta thinks lying is a necessity for surviving, and actually says a lot about how he was raised?

Ooo thank you for the ask @mage-chocolate!!

"You're such a bad liar, Katniss. I don't know how you've survived this long." He begins to mimic me. "I knew that goat would be a little gold mine. You're a little cooler though. Of course, I'm not going." He shakes his head. "Never gamble at cards. You'll lose your last coin," he says.

Three different levels here: Living in Panem in general, surviving the Games, Peeta’s home life (this is more HC stuff)

In Panem

You’d expect Katniss would need to be a good liar with all her illegal activities, but fortunately she’s recognized this and has found other ways to stay out of trouble:

When I was younger, I scared my mother to death, the things I would blurt out about District 12, about the people who rule our country, Panem, from the far-off city called the Capitol. Eventually I understood this would only lead us to more trouble. So I learned to hold my tongue and to turn my features into an indifferent mask so that no one could ever read my thoughts. Do my work quietly in school. Make only polite small talk in the public mar-ket. Discuss little more than trades in the Hob, which is the black market where I make most of my money. Even at home, where I am less pleasant, I avoid discussing tricky topics. Like the reaping, or food shortages, or the Hunger Games. Prim might begin to repeat my words and then where would we be?

Not to mention, she says the peacekeepers are among her best customers (don’t execute bite the hand that feeds.)

In the games

Let me start with a kudos to @cutpaperbleedswater for their point from this ask

The idea of putting on a facade and pretending to be something for the sake of strategy is everywhere- from Katniss slipping her mask of indifference on and not crying as soon as she volunteers to her interview prep struggles:

"All right, enough," he says. "We've got to find another angle. Not only are you hostile, I don't know anything about you. I've asked you fifty questions and still have no sense of your life, your family, what you care about. They want to know about you, Katniss."

"But I don't want them to! They're already taking my future! They can't have the things that mattered to me in the past!" I say.

"Then lie! Make something up!" says Haymitch.

"I'm not good at lying," I say.

"Well, you better learn fast. You've got about as much charm as a dead slug," says Haymitch.

…

By the end of the session, I am no one at all. Haymitch started drinking somewhere around witty, and a nasty edge has crept into his voice. "I give up, sweetheart. Just answer the questions and try not to let the audience see how openly you despise them."

I’m also thinking about Katniss hiding her tears over Thresh’s death because it won’t play well for sponsors.

In Peeta’s home life

We know Peeta’s mother physically and verbally assaults him at least once in the past and it’s suggested it wasn’t a one-off occurrence.

So moving into the stuff of HCs: I imagine that Mrs. Mellark is sort of unpredictable - that she can be loving and charming (Peeta’s charm comes from somewhere and Mr. Mellark is often described as quiet), but she can also turn on a dime. And as a result the family walks on egg shells and Peeta, from a young age becomes accurately perceptive of moods (and then by extension others’), and learns to anticipate reactions and lie convincingly - skills he applies beyond just his home life.

[nightmaretherabbitsideblog1]

#11

(January 19th 1982)

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[forget-meabh-not]

CW: abuse mention nd suicide mention

welp now that we r blocked by the invidual surrounding the last couple of posts we r ready to talk abt the situation!!

one of our (ex) friends/mutuals Lost Atlantis was banned from our server after suicide baiting , venting abt triggering topics without proper warning, purposefully manipulating others via exploiting their trauma and PRIVATLEY VENTING WITHOUT A WARNING ABOUT SERIOUS FUCKING ABUSE to one of the mods.

cherry on top, they were lying. They lied/exaggerated about the abuse. And no this is not us fake claiming, the things they claimed that happened are genuinely medically impossible. We are not going to disclose publicly the specifics due to the triggering nature of them but feel free to pm/dm us or sent an ask(off anon) and we will reply privately.

if this user um has not deactivated we highly recommend blocking.

do not harass them under any circumstances.

-Vee nd Link

[dylan99klebold]

I dont think I can actually make it through tonight. I fucking hate having abusive parents. Im sick of them fighting and dragging me into it. I do nothing wrong to them but ill end up getting physically and verbally abused for no reason. I get treated like their maid. I have to cook for them. Watch my little siblings. While all they do is just drink and yell at me and treat me like shit. Im so fucking done. Cutting myself hasnt even fucking help me and I cut deep to the point where I can see my arm fat. Everytime I cut i just want to feel something but all I feel is like im gulity. I feel like if I was never born maybe my parents wouldve been happy to never gave somrone like me. Im the only kid in my family with mental health issues and im just sick of being treated like im the bottom of the barrel while my siblings get treated so good because theyre normal and not some mistake like me. Im gonna fucing take a 12 guage shotgun to the mouth tonight. I just cant deal with my family anymore. I love my moots and i love my girfriend soso much

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

For the SK au, how would they react to a teenager being abused?

same way they'd react to seeing a child being abused-

murder :)

[vulturescradle]

-JH

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For @nosebleedclub’s jan 11 prompt: “leash”

[mcshizzle-the-fire-boy]

Genuine question here, is it abuse if your parents spanked you until you were like seven

[cupcraft]

I need everyone to know defenders of dream make me sick. There is no excuse to blame minors, talk to minors, and respond to people who were minors when they were friends with you (during the behavior youre critiquing) as a grown adult esp as their mentor. You are abusive and sick dream. Those that defend that scare me and I would never feel safe having you around as an adult.

[gurokichi]

Please beat me! Paint my skin with pretty bruises to show everyone that I belong to you and you alone. Let my pain be a reminder of just how much you love me <3

[adarafaelbarba]

Hi, if Ugly Sweaters is still open, could I request it with Barba? ☺️

Confession and Ugly Sweaters

✨ Covering the «Ugly Sweater» square of @storiesofsvu ’s holiday bingo ✨

Warning: This piece has mentions of childhood trauma at the hand of a parent, and mentions abuse towards people in close relations. Please do not read if you’re sensitive to such topics. I’ll be sure to tag it accordingly down below in the tags.

The fun with Christmas in your opinion, was how you could get out all the silly Christmas themed sweaters you owned, and just wear them, and no one, well not that many, would judge you for it. But where you were filled with the Christmas spirit, your boyfriend, Rafael Barber, was more like the Grinch. You still loved him though, even if he never wanted to join in on the Christmas fun. 

He never joined when you decorated, always claiming there was a case he needed to work on. Baking was done either on your own or with your mother-in-law, Lucia. And he never wore the Christmas sweater for the holiday photo. 

Usually, that didn’t bother you. However, it was your fifth Christmas together. And even if you knew you wanted to spend forever with him, you weren’t sure you could spend forever with someone who wasn’t at least trying to indulge in your favorite holiday. So, you decided to just not bother with Christmas and see how long it would take before he would comment on it. You knew it was childish of course, but if it got him at least trying, you would be happy.

So when December 1st rolled around, you continued on as you were the rest of the year. No Christmas music playing, the decoration still in the closet, not a whiff of Christmas in the air. 

It took two weeks for him to notice, and by then your fingers were itching, your whole body, was itching to get the decoration up and the apartment to look like Santa’s elves had thrown a bomb in there.

He came home after a long day of work, walking over to kiss the top of your head, «Amor—are you okay?»

«What do you mean?» You were sat on the couch, going over the tests your students had completed, marking errors and setting points around where it was fitting.

«It’s December 15th—you should have the whole apartment decorated by now—.»

You wanted to scream, but simply kept correcting the tests. «Didn’t feel like it.»

He knew something was wrong, he was smart enough to sense it. Crouching down in front of you, he took the stack of papers from you and placed them on the coffee table, then he took your hands and made you look at him. «Please talk to me, what’s wrong?»

«Why do you care if the decorations are up or not? Whether it smells like a bakery in here, or the Radio City Rockettes are having a show—,» you huffed in frustration, but kept your eyes on him.

«But you love Christmas—»

«Well, you hate it—and I just wish for once you’d just—indulge in it. Your mom told me you loved Christmas when you were a kid.» You could see the hurt in his eyes at your words, but you had to tell him, you had to make him see your side.

He took a deep breath, contemplating his words. «Did she tell you about the times my father would beat me, for asking for a small thing for Christmas? Or how he would stumble in on Christmas Eve as Santa, drunk and reeking of beer? I loved it as a child, sure, but I have so many painful memories from that time that makes it hard for me to see the joys of it anymore. Not to mention t all the horror stories that happens during December, to women, children, people of all ages, genders and beliefs. I don’t indulge in it, cause I can’t stand the holiday. But I never tell you to stop celebrating or be excited over it because I know how much you love it.» He had tears rolling down his face now, confessing everything, laying himself bare for you.

You were in tears too by the end, holding him close and apologizing for asking so much of him.

«It’s alright, amor, I should’ve told you sooner. And—maybe I can take at least one Christmas photo with you, if it makes you happy.»

«But does it make you happy?» It was a simple question, but you did not expect the response you got.

«Whenever you’re happy, I’m happy too.»

You leant in, brushing his lips with yours, smiling through tears as you shared a soft kiss.

For him to agree to a Christmas picture, was just the first step towards mending his heart, and you’d take it, but you wouldn’t make him uncomfortable.

«We can pose in front of the tree—in normal clothes.»

«We’re getting a Christmas sweater for me too. I will try small steps to indulge in the holidays, but in my own pace.»

To hear that he’d agree to, even suggest the sweaters, it made your heart soar and you kissed him again, harder this time. «I love you so much, Rafael, never forget that!» 

«And I love you, y/n, forever and always.»

~~~

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[starlight-bread-blog]

It shouldn't be this hard to criticize Stolas without defending abusers.