Please, read my message.

My name is Oliwia. I am 17 years old and I come from Poland. And you know what? I'm fucking scared for my life. I am terrified for the lives of others. You probably heard about what happened last year in my country. "LGBT free zone" stickers, massive beatings in the city of Białystok at the pride parade.

This year is even worse. But not only for the LGBTQ+ people.

People are scared to go out and be themselves. Because if they show their true identity, they will be in massive danger.

PIS „Law and Justice” (the political party that rules our country at the moment) considers the removal of one of the legal abortion laws. We’re talking about a situation when the fetus is badly damaged. Very clever of them if we look at the fact that it is almost 98 percent of legal abortions in Poland. X

The leader of the anti-abortion initiative, Kaja Godek, argued during the parliamentary debate that the defense of life is enshrined in the constitution and described any abortion as “torture.”

“Abortion is a pandemic that is far worse than the coronavirus,” Godek said. “It produces more victims and all of them die.” X

There is also very “nice” clip of her saying “Lesbians, gays and other perverts, stay away from Poland.” She also fights to ban all pride parades across the whole country. X

If that didn’t convince you yet, how fucked up the situation was, how about criminalisation of sexual education? Yeah..I know..

PIS is trying to make a law where you can go to jail for even 3 years for teaching children about sex and other important stuff they have to understand at some point in their life.

“The proposed change will provide legal protection for children and young people against sexual depravity and demoralization, which is developing at a dangerous pace and affects thousands of the youngest Poles through the so-called sex education. Responsible for "sex education" of the environment enter other educational institutions in Poland, awakening children sexually and promoting homosexuality, masturbation and other sexual activities among students.” X

You want more? Okay. What about a boy named Jan from Jordan who has posted a modification of the emblem on Facebook, adding LGBT rainbow colors in the background. He’s 16. “I wanted to show that it is worth loving and respecting each other without prejudice" The case was reported to the Police. They arrested him and told him he has to say sorry for what he’s done and threatened him that they’ll send him to a correctional institution. X

People here are scared, I am scared. I don’t have the power to do anything yet because I’m just a kid in the eyes of adults. And you may ask “what can I do?”

And all I’m asking for is this:

Please be loud and stay proud of yourself. Talk about the situation in Poland. Talk about how fucked up this is. We can’t let PIS just get away with all of this. Not again. Please. I’m literally begging you. I love you all so much, I don’t want to be silenced and be afraid to go outside. I don’t want the history to repeat itself.

I’m tagging some of the pretty popular and trustworthy accounts, if you can, please reblog this and please don’t give up.

@whatwashernameagain

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Hey, what's up? This b*tch is still alive!! The corona didn't take me yet! Just a small reminder to stay at home and be safe, and I hope that you are all doing fine in your quarantine!!

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For @a-weaseling-weasel ! I consider her as a good friend of mine! I saw her post where she said that she always associated Laughing Jack with weasels, and inspiration hinted me almost immediately, so I came out with this!!^w^ I hope you like it!

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Jeff x Laughing Jack:Smut HC

They started very slowly.

Jeff was such a pervert guy, he loved the idea of having sex with him,but he was too shy to actually bring it up, in fact, he was still a virgin.

L.J is a cosmic entity, so the idea of having sex never crossed his mind before, but when he started to date Jeff, he felt a lot of sensations, he felt something weird and good at the same time, between his legs.

Jeff touches himself a lot, and thinks a lot about his gothic Clown~

When they started to french- kiss and touch each other, Jeff felt someting poking on his knee.

L.J was aroused and Jeff turned into a blushy and sweaty mess.

The first time L.J got an erection he freaked out, but Jeff explained to him that it was normal. He asked if he could touch his '' thing"

After a long ass explanation, L.J looked at him, saying yes very slowly to his request and when Jeff started to rub him, he moaned, closing his eyes.

—Jeff? ...- He asked nervously.

—Y-Yeah...? - He responded quietly, he didn't want to pressure L.J and had no idea how to react.

—C-Can we kiss and...- , he touched gently Jeff's bulge by this point, he was curious.

Jeff gasped and small moans came out of his mouth, he quickly tried to repress himself.

L.J couldn't take it anymore, he kissed the killer and tangled up his pointy fingers in Jeff's Hair.

Jeff carefully undressed the clown while kissing his neck, leaving small hickeys.

L.J moaned and Jeff felt his member got wet.

They had sex inside a cabin on a dirty bed with just one blanket.

Jeff had to explain to L.J where he had to put his "thing"

They had sex, but not just Sex, agressive and passionate sex.

It was so good that both of them moaned and nearly screamed in pleasure.

Both of them fell over from the bed.

It was so damm hilarious.

They slept in eachothers name.

Jeff for the first time said:— I love you...- while sleeping.

L.J felt so happy and said: —Me too, Jeff.

-Jeff's pov- It was a normal afternoon, and I was walking through the hallways, heading forward LJs room .I don't know what pushed me to do that, but I just felt that I needed to: since that Isacc guy came to the mansion, LJ was strangely quiet, expecially around him. I mean, I'm not surprised: I know about their past, but it still feels weird. While finishing these thoughts, I arrived in front of LJs rooms door. Normally, I would simply knock at the door and wait for him to answer, just like he does with me: even if we are together, it doesn't mean that we shouldn't respect eachothers privacy. I was, in fact, about to knock, when I heard some noises coming from the other side, I couldn't make it out though: What was he doing?I was slightly confused, so I leaned further on the door, hoping to listen a little more; I could hear breathing, heavy breathing, almost like if...if he was out of air?what was happening?I was even more confused, although curiosity and concern took over. I opened the door....and my eyes widened even more than I thought was possible; even if the lights were out, with the hallways lights shining through the room, I could make out exacly what the display in front of me was: LJ was on his knees on the floor, panting like crazy, and giving the back to the door....his back was a mess: once there were only barely noticeable scars, the ones from his past, but now there were new fresh ones, some of them even cutting open the old wounds, and a quite alarming amount of blood was coming out. At this point, I was frozen on the doorframe: I didn't fucking know what the best reaction would have been! I was trying so hard to make order into my mind: confusion, panic, pity, sadness...frustration?was I like this because of what he did to himself?Maybe, but it wasn't the only reason, there was more...and when I realised I felt my blood boiling in my vein, turning my frustration into pure rage: Isacc Grossman!That fucking bastard must've reminded something to LJ, it's his fault!As soon as I see him again-...maybe a split of seconds have passed, I don't really remember, while I was lost in my murderous thoughts, when I stopped after noticing that LJ didn't move from that spot: did he even noticed that I was there, behind him?He then started sobbing softly and to tremble. After this, all of my thoughts and all of my emotions moved into the back of my head, and was replaced by a new feeling, something that maybe I had proved before in my past life, but never this strong...I felt heartbroken. I relied on my instinct: I stepped inside the room, kneeled down and hugged him from behind. I felt him gasp and twitch out of suprise: he really didn't noticed me before. I just hugged him tightly, pressing my chest into his back, hoping to stop the bleeding: I couldn't care much of a shit if my hoodie would get all bloody!For a few seconds he didn't moved, for a moment I even thought he stopped breathing, but then he began to cry, first softly, and then openly, sobbing and trembling even more; I panicked a little bit: never in my lives I needed, or even felt the necessity, to comfort someone,expecially if they were crying,so I didn't know shit about what to do nor if what I was doing was either helping or was just stupid. For an instant, I thought about pulling out, but just as I moved a bit, LJ panicked and grabbed my arms: I understood just like that, he didn't need to say anything. So I stayed there, while he was letting all his desperation and pain out. It's odd: I'm a ruthless, mercyless, blood-thirsty killer who kills for fun, who shouldn't even take into consideration a love life...and yet here I am, trying my hardest to comfort a person that I love, out of a stabbing heartbreaking feeling, while planning how to make the asshole who provoke this pay! In the meantime, LJ finally calmed down, leaning on me :I don't care If I shouldn't do this: it doesn't mean that I will stop killing, it's too much fun!But right now, I'm just relieved that I managed to make LJ feel a little better. ~~~~~~~~~ -LJ's pov- It all happened too quickly...everything is so fragmented...I was in the kitchen, a second later I was in my room, shirtless, and another second later on my knees, bleeding...some things are clear, too clear, but others are foggy. I can remember when I was in the kitchen and met Isacc casually: maybe he said something, or maybe not; then 'fog', and then a moment later I was in my room, with lights off- the only source was the late afternoon sky, which means that I could barely see-, and...shirtless?I wanted to change into more casual clothes maybe?Anyway, the thing is that, somehow, I got lost into my own thoughts: Isacc's presence...I don't know how to feel about it; I met him sometimes, but seeing him for multiple days...it disturbs me a little. I don't 'hate' him: it's true that 'he' is the motive behind my past sufferance, since he totally forgot about me and abandoned me for 13 years, but It's also true that 'I' caused him to leave and going to the reformatory and, after he returned, I caused his 'death'. We are both to blame here, so I stay neutral forward him, avoiding trouble and anything regarding our past...but I don't know if he wants to do the same: he would always-'always'- hint at that; it makes me feel frustrated, or nervous, or anxious...it's like if he wants to make me feel bad-when did the room became so cold?-maybe he's not even doing it on porpouse, but it still hurts...not really because I feel guilty for what I did, but for what happened in the time that he was absent, when I was trapped in that fucking box!With the pain and the sorrow...and the loneliness...I just stayed there, inside the box, alone, forgotten...and cold-why do I feel so cold now?I don't like it- and the worst thing is that it doesn't matter how much I try to forget, that Hell still comes into my mind even now!I know that it's useless, but I just can't stop!Why are always the bad memories to come to the surface first?-Why does it hurt so bad!?!?-...I snapped out of my thoughts: how much time it passed? I instantly fell on my knees: my legs were strangely weak, and...I was out of breath!It was like I held my breath unconsciously, my throat was burning and my eyes were watery...why am I hugging myself?As soon as that thought crossed my mind I felt a horrible feeling across my back, a brutal stinging feeling...I already experimented that, and that's what scared me the most. I slowly put my hands in front of me...It was too dark for me to see at first, but then somehow some light came into the room- where that light even come from?-It was like some cruel force of the nature wanted me to know what I have done: my fingers...my back...my blood...I was shocked, with a hint of disappointment: even if I could feel it running down my back, my own blood felt cold in any-I jumped violently as soon as something wrapped around me: it wasn't tight but I still was shocked, for a moment I even stopped breathing. It was obviously a person, but since I was in a hurrigane of emotions at that moment, I couldn't make myself an idea of who could that be. I took my sight off of my bloody fingertips and put my attention on what was around my arms and torso: despite how blurry my vision was, I could see white...white sleeves?of a hoodie?...then It hit me:Jeff?...Jeff!...I made order into my mind a little bit, just to make 'extra' sure to don't illude myself...and O was sure It was him...when did he came in?Did I seriously not noticed?After a moment, I realized it: that warmth...the warmth that I prove only when I'm with him...I didn't know how much I needed that before I actually felt it...it was what I was starving for: just his presence makes me feel warm. I started crying: I was suddently recalling vividly what happened back in the past, but I knew that Jeff was there... I didn't know if I was crying for desperation or out of happiness, maybe both?I'm not so used to recieve affection when I'm sad:If I am I just hide or I repress that...Then he moved and I got afraid, so I reacted on instinct and grabbed his arms to make him stay: I didn't want him to go!I wanted to tell him, but I couldn't find my voice...and I didn't need to: he understood. So we stayed there , without facing eachother, but I didn't care. I don't know how much time passed, but I eventually calmed down: I wanted to thank him but my voice still was nowhere to be found, so I just leaned on him...I really love him. This is funny: being a creepypasta means I shouldn't prove such feelings, right? And yet here I am...I don't feel bad though: I know what I am now and don't intend to turn back...I just need someone to stay with me, so that I feel less empty: and that someone is Jeff...only him can manage to make me feel better. ~~~~~~~~~~ I hope I made a good job!! And that you enjoy it!!

In this period, I feel like drawing something emotional In this case, the sketches are connected: the first is the big one on the left, the second is the top right one and the third is the bottom right one. Basically, what's going on is: Jeff felt empathic forward LJ because of his self-inflicted scars on the back, so he instinctively hugged him, in an attempt to comfort him; LJ didn't understood the motive of the act at first, but when he did, he remembered his past and, after realizing what Jeff was trying to comunicate with that action, he started crying. LJ's scars have been made by himself when he was trapped in the box, losing color and warmth, so he hugged himself trying to get some warmth, but failed...I took this idea from my good friend Gamergeek2000 and from a 'very very good' fanfic she wrote for me some time ago!!!^3^ Anyway, I hope the description is clear enough!^w^ I'm planning on doing something even more emotional next; I don't know why, I just want to draw a lot of hurt/comfort stuff lately!And I'm drawing a lot in general too!I hope to be able to post something 'not- creepypasta related' soon, just to show that I can do other stuff too!! Well, hope you like it!!