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transpersian · 3 months

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Doc 3 is about PZ's kid

And yes, that means what you think it means. We've been talking. A lot.

From my Twitter thread:

Needed some time to think.

I've been trying too hard to make too many people happy, even with contradictory needs. I've been letting people jerk me back and forth on what they think is right. I've been trying REALLY hard to be nice.

Biding my time. No more.

PZ’s kid is okay.

Back in October, after months of worrying about optics, we decided that it was too important: we had to see if Poppy’s kid was okay. They’d literally ESCAPED, ffs. They’re 23, but still.

And before anyone says anything, I WAS RIGHT. This is the first thing they said to me:

Yes, I understand the delicacy of the situation. Yes, I understand how this looks. But please understand: I’m not just some internet rando who’s in way over her head. I’ve been supporting abuse survivors in deep and intense ways for decades, and I’m damned good at it.

I’d fuck off if they had a negative response. I’d push for them not to be involved in any efforts against their mom. In the end, what ended up being our priority was making sure that The Kid (no real name plz) was okay and knew we were there if they needed help.

Fuck the optics.

I helped them clean up the tracks that led to them, then we started talking. Initially, I insisted on this being strictly for support. They wanted to get involved and I pushed back. Said if they really wanted to, they could send me screenshots, not thinking they’d apply.

Oh boy.

First they sent them to me to illustrate their points, but they insisted that I was free to use any of them. That first batch of 12 was jarring enough.

Then, unprompted, they sent me 70 more.

They want me to tell their story. They want me to show you how PZ lie.

And they’re not in a rush. They want me to be thorough.

So in a move I was barely okay with, they gave me access to their 3200-message Signal chat log so I could figure out where relevant screenshots are and have them take them.

I’m taking my time because they’re hard to read.

My mother left when I was 3. My father remarried 4 years later and she was abusive to me for the following 16 years.

I felt unwelcome in my own home, incapable of doing anything right, constantly eggshelling.

Zena makes my experiences with my stepmom look like Sesame Street.

There are little things you notice when you have texts in DB format.

Like how Poppy said “I love you” to her kid eight times from July ’21 to June ’22.

Only twice from July ’22 to June ’23.

Watching them be believed less and less over Zena, who started blatantly lying.

For the past couple of months, when I’ve been able to, I’ve been studying a way-too-intimate look at the death of a mother’s empathy for her child. I’d chat with them sometimes and give them what support I could. Figure out how to respond to ones like this:

I know I’ll only get one shot at this, so here’s what the doc will consist of:

A more complete intro about the above

Transcripts of when PZ have cited The Kid’s abuse on stream

A tally of claims to track

The screenshots

Examples of the “assignments” they were given

A 3.5-page long, single-spaced list of what they deemed unacceptable treatment, which PZ promptly wrote off as bullshit and complained to their friends about

Screenshots from those friends

Direct rebuttals against PZ’s on-stream claims

Additional context from my conversations with TK

Somehow forgot to mention a major chunk: dozens of screenshots from TK’s personal discord with a few close friends, serving essentially as a diary of their experiences. Purely testimonial on that front, I know, but…

I feel like maybe it's worth seeing what a young adult in their early 20s says to their close friends in private about in what's essentially a group chat.

See, PZ’s 23-year-old kid has POTS, a circulatory disorder that affects your body’s regulatory systems, including respiratory. Things that negatively affect POTS:

Skipping meals

Excessive physical labor

Heat

What if I told you PZ would punish them with food restriction?

What if I told you of at least three separate mentions of TK being worked to collapse or illness? That they ignored TK’s symptoms and scolded them for not just eating better? That they worked TK for 8+ hrs some days?

What if I told you that TK is 5’1” and 80 lbs (unrelated)?

What if I showed you when, on-stream, Poppy accused TK of intentionally crying so intensely that she dissociated? Or of abusing Zena?

Can you imagine being pushed so far by your parents that you're in wailing tears, and they don't stop until it reaches that point? And then they accuse you of manipulation?

If you're like me (and what I'd imagine is many members of The Foundation), you don't have to imagine it.

What if I told you that what PZ called “intentionally faking forgetting instructions” when TK was really just having a hard time?

What if I told you I knew what the mysterious psych test Poppy trotted out as proof on stream actually says? What if I told you that Poppy harassed the kid until they gave it up, even though she’s not legally entitled to any of it? Even though she’s abusing the authority of her license?

Remember how Poppy talked about having to rush to the bank to make changes to her accounts because TK withdrew all of their own trust money? What if I told you I have proof that she was talking to them as early as the next morning and TK was completely cooperating?

I’ve heard a lot of horrific testimonies about the things that Poppy has done, but this… This radicalized me.

And it’s radicalized anyone I’ve shown it to.

TK has asked me to use everything I can from them to expose @ZenaandPoppy for what they are:

Abusive Hypocrites

So ultimately, how does this incredibly personal violation of privacy factor into the big picture? Yes, I know what this is. I know what it looks like.

But these are abusive parents who have been using their platform to use their own victim for pity points. That’s how they win.

What I’ve been trying to prove is abusiveness. PZ are recklessly abusive people who hide behind victimhood (and what they used to disdainfully refer to as “idpol”).

This is extensive proof not just THAT they’re abusive liars, but also HOW.

This is what Zena is like with power.

This is a ways off. Still lots to do. But I just want everyone to finally know why I’m still in this.

I know what Poppy and Zena are. Intimately. Not because I’m a “stalker.” Because I’ve had people come to me about how PZ hurt them. 20+ of them with claims from the past year.

I can’t share all of their claims because they only have so much proof. But I believe victims. And this? This I can prove, extensively.

This is why it’s funny when people accuse me of clout-chasing: I have no online brand to care about, and if I did, this would be insane.

People have asked me what the end goal is.

My goal is COMPLETE deplatforming.

For nobody in this community to trust them with their mental health ever again.

They are justifying their abuse with therapy speak and TEACHING THEIR FANS TO DO THE SAME.

They’re dangerous.

Oh, and Zena! Zena! Yeah, right here. I know you were really sad about being left out of the abuse allegations, but trust me, there will be #noZZerasure on this one. You’re a solid 80% of this one, sweetie! How’s that monkey’s paw working out for you?

And in closing, I’m just going to give myself this one additional… treat.

If you’ve been following for a while, you know this reference.

But this one’s for the abuse mob:

You still don’t take us seriously, do you?

Or rather…

Are you taking me seriously yet?

Because you will. I promise you, you fucking will. Because you’re about to understand that this has never been for me. It’s never been about me.

It’s about making sure you two have as few avenues as possible to prey on this community ever again.

See you in school.

#zenaandpoppy #poppy and zena #I told you I was being nice #nozzerasure #“you have no idea what you're actually getting into” right zena

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yooniesim · 1 year

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Literalite, sojutrait and all their cliquey ass friends are just a bunch of hypocrites, sitting on their high horse, trying to destroy everyone who calls them out on stuff. They're the ones who keep dragging this out because they thrive on attention. You're a good person, Ceci. Hope you know that ❤

Thank you, nonny. They're both seriously awful & proud of it apparently. I ignored this ask for several days, but when I see shit like this, why bother? They consider it harassment & fixation just to point out they lied their asses off (and continue to lie) to their thousands of followers. I pinned the post because the original was full of lies and I have yet to see a single thing proving otherwise because it does not exist. I say that confidently even in a time where everyone screenshots everything that happens immediately, because I know I'm right. The events the way they described them simply never occurred, and they can't get away from that fact, which is why they're still bullshitting to ignore the actual issue even now. It's just like how there's no proof of Seph ever doing any actual "peacekeeping" at any point in time, other than the act of "kindness" of joining the server itself, which says absolutely nothing besides he sat there and read what was said just like 200+ other people. There was never an attempt to come to an understanding between us, no added perspective on behalf of his friends, no meeting in the middle during discussions/disputes. The one time I actually asked for his help with a situation related to both of our friend groups, I was straight up ignored. And every time I've asked for any type of empathy or understanding, I either haven't gotten any. So what peacekeeping, honestly, can he say he's done? I'd be curious to know, though I'm well aware I'm never going to get an answer, because it never happened. That's why you never hear a detailed account of anything that occurred, or god forbid an actual screenshot.

While I have plenty to back up what I've done, including an extensive account of very much punishing the person responsible for what they're pinning on me because it's convenient for their made-up narrative (and there's nothing else for them to use besides "she likes kpop too much for our personal tastes" which shows how shallow it all really is). And they can't refute that, so they have to resort to acting like I should've had the power to... somehow prevent someone from sending a message in a group chat before they sent it? If that sounds like nonsense, that's because it obviously is, and they don't even realize how ridiculous it was to say. Not to mention the silly, middle-school "cohorts" concept about people I only knew online in a public server, that I was not "warned about" by them in any capacity, which is yet another lie to add to the pile. It shows they find people that agree with you on the internet to be your ride or die friends, which explains a lot. And yes, I am very much able to call out people I was formerly friendly with when I get evidence of them showing their true colors, even when it's towards people I'm not particularly fond of, because that's what you're supposed to do- but clearly none of them have learned that yet. Instead it's always "my friend is never wrong because... they're my friend" or "the enemy of my entirely self-perceived enemy is my friend", which shows the immaturity in their thought processes. I don't find them any different than any of the others spewing false allegations, microaggressions, shit talking, or bigotry, because they're not. They just don't have the self-awareness to see what they do compared to when they're happily criticizing the people they don't like. That's why they're always convinced people are mad at them for "having fun" or "having friends", they have to victimize themselves to distract from their own shitty actions.

This entire post by sojutrait is nothing actually substantial because there's nothing to lean on other than being vaguely edgy & rude, better than, and using words and concepts they don't seem to fully understand. You can really tell no thought or deeper meaning was put into it at all. Just like how Seph's earlier response was absolutely nothing relevant as well. Both are obviously more or less a performance for their own egos and to justify their blatant lies so, as Seph said, they can be stable and happy and sleep at night despite the obvious hate they bring to others. Because if they'd truly moved on & were so much better than me, they wouldn't have posted either in the first place. (Including the tags- if I was lying, why didn't you just take your friend's advice and ignore it? Is it because you don't want anyone to see it and question you? Because posts like that with no proof should be questioned, precisely because of situations like this. You lied, you know it, and now you're caught in it.) People that are unbothered don't need to repeatedly tell you how unbothered they are... if they do, chances are they really aren't. They only want me to "move on" because they can't stand being criticized, it burns them up inside and you can tell. Which is a shame, because I don't care about them having fun with their friends, but I do care about this vile and embarrassing behavior that has gone on for years unchecked. They're not "consequences" if you had to outright lie to get them to happen, including knowingly using those lies to encourage disgusting asks... that's a "harassment campaign", one they're doubling down on despite knowing it's wrong and what they alone caused. That they never would've even had the guts to try if they hadn't known I was in a vulnerable place at the time, which is sad and gross enough. They should both honestly be ashamed and I hope they do some serious growth in the next five years or so to gain a little empathy and maturity because they desperately need it. Both in public and in private. Especially if they continue preaching accountability and self-reflection while never once (I challenge you to check) embracing those concepts themselves.

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maxverstepponme · 1 year

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Admin, I think I have a theory to why the KP fan army tried to take down ur acc earlier that year😂 on one of the gossip accounts on insta someone mentioned the janssen whatever kp ´’defender’ acc is back at it with the comments.

Since a lot of pages got taken down bcs of their mass reporting in the past year, i think your acc is the only one that has proof of kelly herself or someone close to her, being behind all those fake accounts (serendipity etc.) allegedly, her leaking private photos, information. Also screenshots of the group chats with fans KP is in, her sending unposted pics of max to fanpages… You also have basically every bullshit she’s been caught doing and more, all of that is probably deleted from the internet when the other pages were taken down

So that means I’m forever a target

My password is: maxverstappenismine33 for the ones who want it

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icandy088-blog · 1 year

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Just Cringe

Dear Men,

Unsolicited dick pics is just cringe

Let's start there

Not only is it cringe but ruuuuude and unwelcomed to begin...

And while you may think it's a good idea to share your meat

Just know that it automatically makes you a creep.

Personally, I think dick's are ugly in general

But sliding your junk in my box unsolicited... is the quickest way to have me disinterested

and since we just putting things all out there, bet ima play square... screenshot that bitch and share

The evidence of "audacity" to the group chat where the banter has no end and you are the subject of scrutiny my "friend"

Examining and critiqueing your cory

Now you've become a part of our story…

The tale of the sad withering dicks…

That resort to this bullshit…

Expecting what exactly?

For us women to get weak-in-the-knees-happy?

To start falling and crawling and begging please... Can I suck on your cock?

*Scoff* I think the fuck not! I beg you... Just stop!

Screenshot this shit and share it 'cause a lot of men need to hear it

Sending unsolicited dick pics is just gross

So save yourself from the roast - you didn't get invited to the table

You're just that guy who decided to unzip his fly and assault eyes…

Is this what ya'll are now calling "game"?

'Cause y'all really falling short and ending up in the hall of lames... where is your shame?!

So on that note, hear me again… Dear Men, unsolicited dick pics is just cringe.

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zenmastercharles · 3 years

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To Fight A Class

Marinette had been different ever since Lila Rossi came back from her trip to Achu. Her falsified trip to Achu. Lila lied about almost everything, and Marinette’s class ate it up like chocolate. Marinette tried to call Lila out on her lies, however, Lila used every word Marinette spoke and turned it against the bluenette. And her class believed her! Even to the point where they stopped being her friends.

Lila made up tales about how Marinette would confront her in the bathroom and threaten her, send her mean texts (which she backed up with fake text screenshots), and she even lied about Marinette physically attacking her when she was alone. However, Lila decided to kick Marinette when she was already down.

Lila created a fake text number and texted another fake number posing as Marinette and her cousin. Lila, using Marinette’s identity, ranted about how stupid her class was, how she was playing them from the start, going into extensive detail about how their dreams would never become true and how dumb they all were. After Lila showed the class this fake conversation, they decided to confront her. They berated her when she got to the classroom.

Marinette denied everything, and this made the entire class angry. It made Alix so mad she actually hit Marinette, resulting in a suspension for both girls. Marinette was sad about losing all of her friends. And was almost akumatized 6 times in a single month, only being saved because of Tikki and Plagg fighting off the akumas. Marinette was now a social pariah. Her former friends started to bully her, trip her up, pour liquids on her sketchbook, and even berated her from time to time.

They truly believed that Marinette was a bully, and that hurt her. It hurt her so bad. Adrien still told her to take the moral high ground, that Lila’s lies weren’t hurting anybody, and let Lila realize that her lies are bad on her own. Adrien didn’t realize that Marinette’s lies were hurting her. One time, Marinette yelled at Lila about her lies, and a yelling battle broke out between Marinette and most of her class, Adrien standing by.

Afterwards, Adrien came up to her and actually berated her and said he was disappointed in her. Marinette berated him back, said something along the lines of ‘I can’t believe I used to like you’, and told him to talk to her when he’s found a way to remove to stupid stick from his ass. Adrien still didn’t realize that he had no right to be disappointed in her, and still tried to talk to her. He eventually gave up, and said to Plagg, word for word, that Marinette was now ‘unsaveable’. It was that moment when Plagg started to change his opinion on his holder.

Things weren’t getting better in her superhero form either. Chat Noir had become even more flirting. To the point where Ladybug occasionally berated him for being so flirty and not concentrating on the battle. One time, when Ladybug berated him in the middle of a fight, Chat decided to be petty. Chat left the fight, leaving Ladybug to fight all by herself. Plagg pleaded with Adrien to go back into the fight, but Adrien thought it would be okay, right?

Wrong, the villain almost killed Marinette’s parents. After that, Ladybug and Chat Noir’s relationship became distant. Chat Noir continued to be flirty, but Ladybug acted like he didn’t exist. One day, during a fight, Chat Noir turned up the flirt and wasn’t even helping Ladybug. After the akuma was defeated, Ladybug berated him and told him to stop acting like this. This was all recorded. The media exploded in outrage and conflict. On one side, people were acting lenient and defending Chat, and the other side was full-on roasting him. This saddened Adrien, who acted like he was the victim here. It was at that moment where Plagg decided that Adrien Agreste was no longer worthy to be his holder. Marinette had been at an all time low in both of her lives.

And guess what? BUSTIER STILL EXPECTED HER TO BE AN EXAMPLE. Whenever there was an altercation, Ms. Bustier spat out some random bullshit about being a good example for the students, and being a good class representative. Marinette was still obligated to plan fundraisers, school trips, and events. She couldn’t take it anymore, and considered taking her own life. Instead, she quit being class representative and moved to Ms. Mendeliev’s class. Ms. Bustier tried to convince her to stay, but the class was adamant that they didn’t need a bully like her as their class representative. That was indeed false.

Max was the smartest kid in the class, just barely getting above Marinette, so they elected him to class president. They planned a bake sale fundraiser, and thought of everything, except the fact that Marinette always baked 70% of all the baked goods. They were convinced that they didn’t need her, so they just bought a bunch of baked goods. Some of them tried to buy from Marinette’s bakery, and were promptly told to leave.

So, their fundraiser started, and was garbage. Most of the customers at the bake sale didn’t like what the class had brought and thought they were wildly overpriced for being store bought. Lila lied and said hers was homemade. In the end, they raised just 50 dollars. The class was kind of low about this, but were still convinced that Marinette was a bully that was unwanted and unneeded. Speaking of the blue-haired designer.

When she switched to Ms. Mendeliev’s class, the class was worried. They knew Lila lied and had turned the entire class into sheep, and thought Marinette was some sort of spy. But when they learned the full story, they comforted her. However, there were 5 students in the class who were absolutely furious about how Marinette’s old class had betrayed her. Aurore Beauréal, Roman Reyes, Mireille Caquet, Marc Anciel, and Jeanne Lémery.

These 5 students walked up to the Akuma Class during lunchtime and absolutely laid into them about how they’ve treated Marinette. Of course, they defend themselves and Lila busts out the crocodile tears. This ends in a physical dispute between Jeanne and Alix, which ended with another suspension. Marinette’s new friends started to mold her into the helpful, confident, and kind girl she was before Lila told all those fibs about her.

She brought pastries in for everyone, even Ms. Mendeliev, and Ms. Mendeliev soon grew to be her favorite teacher. Her new best friends were still furious and wanted to take the Akuma Class down. HARD. Marinette denied this action because she didn’t want to be involved with them again, but when she saw Mylene make a friendship charm for Lila, she quickly agreed and revealed that she had a trump card named Chloé Bourgeois.

Over the time where Lila was taking over the class, Chloe knew she was lying. She even called her out on it once. That was obviously a mistake. Lila spread even more lies about Chloe being mean to her. She said that Chloe paid people to wreck her windows and even wrecked her windows as “proof”. This caused the class to exile Chloe as well, which Chloe didn’t care about.

But what Chloe did care about was that Lila took Sabrina away from her. The class knew that Chloe was a bully, so it wasn’t hard for them to believe that Chloe did it. Sabrina started slightly threatening her by saying things like ‘People don’t want bullies as friends’ and ‘You can’t use your money to threaten people’. When the class confronted her about being mean to Lila, she didn’t want to take it anymore and went to leave.

She noticed Sabrina didn’t come with her. She called to Sabrina, who simply said ‘I don’t want to be friends with a bully.’ This broke Chloe’s heart and caused her to be akumatized into the Princess Dignity, who tried her best to get to Lila and force her to reveal her lies. Ladybug considered letting her hit Lila with her Blasts of Truth, but eventually overcame it and defeated Princess Dignity. Marinette heard about it and went to go look for Chloe.

She found her crying in an alleyway, where she thought no one would see her. Marinette consoled the blond, who tried to deny any feelings at first, but she eventually caved. She told Marinette about everything, and even admitted she had started liking Sabrina as more than a friend. Marinette and Chloe actually bonded over this, eventually losing hope that their crushes will ever come out of the darkness. (Marinette’s being Adrien, Chloe’s being Sabrina.)

After Marinette introduced Chloe to her new friends and told her about their plan, the blond was all in. Chloe put on an act and apologized to the class. They accepted the apology, Lila actually hugged Chloe, and Ms. Bustier was so proud that she gave Chloe a present. The group had a plan, a rather unnecessarily complicated one, but a plan it was.

They basically turned their fingers into metaphorical shovels and digged up dirt on everyone in that class, including the teacher. What they got was a gold mine of dirt.

They created a 40 minute video demonstrating all of Lila’s lies being disproved, and for the other half was recordings about the Akuma Class talking bad about each other and even some secrets that they had mentioned to themselves thinking they were alone. Her friends were ready to post it everywhere, but Marinette wanted to give them one last chance.

Her birthday was coming up and she was planning a party. She was going to invite her class. If they said yes, she would go small. If they said no, she would go BIG. When Roman passed out the invitation slips, the entire Akuma Class walked up to her table, insulted her, ripped all of their invitation slips and half, and threw them on Marinette’s table.

Marinette shed a single tear, before releasing a convoluting smirk. Any smirk Chloe gave would pale in comparison to the smugness in Marinette’s smirk. A smirk that made Lila Rossi a bit scared. Marinette replied with a simple, “Alright. Your loss.” They could hear the uncaringness in her voice. They expected begging, crying, and apologies. Not uncaringness.

Two months later, the Akuma Class walked into school, confused. Everyone was talking about a party hosted by Marinette. They were suspicious and checked Marinette’s social media accounts and saw that 67 pictures were taken and posted by Marinette on the night of her birthday. She had met so many celebrities. Mostly because Jagged Stone was her step-uncle, but she had some connections of her own.

She had designed dresses for Taylor Swift, Gigi Hadid, Billie Eilish (i probably spelled that wrong), and many other artists and models under the identity of MDC. No one knew that it was her, except for her new friends of course, who she told a bit after they became friends. Marientte decided to reveal herself, and people were shocked that it was just a 14 year old girl.

Especially the Avengers, who she had handsewn suits and dresses for once. This was Marinette’s plan, to make her friends regret not showing up and meeting celebrities. However, thanks to a light good luck charm placed on Marinette by Tikki, her plan took an unexpected turn for the better.

Each of the class’s Idols showed up, Lois Lane (Alya’s Idol), Marshmallow (Nino’s Idol), Tony Hawk (Alix’s Idol), Daisy Ridley (Adrien’s Idol), and so many more. Nathaniel was especially hurt when his favorite idol showed up in the picture reel. When Marinette returned, the class berated her once more about how she should have invited them and how some of them could have met their idols and gotten sponsorships.

She then reminds them that she did invite them. They remembered what they did and looked a bit less confident. They still tried to retort and say that she should have told them that she was inviting their idols. She says that she didn’t, that Jagged invited them, they were still mad, but not as mad as they would be at the end of the day. Just as school was about to end, a video was sent to everyone’s phones in Francois Dupont, even some outside of school.

The first 20 minutes were discrediting every lie Lila told. Lila tried to refute it when she saw it, but there was no way to discredit cold hard evidence. The next 20 minutes were revealing secrets, insults, and lies that the class had kept from each other way before Lila even showed her face. Nino stealing from his competition, Alix cheating in multiple races, Kim insulting a lot of his classmates and cheating, Max not even being the one who built Markov, Mylene shown not to be happy in her relationship with Ivan and even ranting about the poor brute, Alya being racist to a dude who had happened to see Ladybug detransform and wouldn’t tell her anything, and so much more. The only ones who had no dirt to dig up were Ivan, Juleka, and Rose, who were relieved.

However, then something unexpected popped up on everyone’s phone screens. A little 6 minute video revealing Adrien to be Chat Noir, posted by Jeanne with the permission from Marinette. It also showed how hostile and petty Chat Noir had been to Ladybug all because she wouldn’t date him. This made people hate Adrien and Gabriel even berated his son for ruining his reputation.

Adrien was about to go take it out on Marinette, but didn’t expect to be swarmed by a bunch of Kwamis. They stole his ring off of him and flew off, with Plagg stating that Adrien was no longer fit to be Chat Noir before following the rest of the Kwamis. This made Adrien extremely sad, but instead of Hawkmoth akumatized him first, he turned Adrien to the side of evil. Hawkmoth revealed himself as Gabriel and managed to convince Adrien to become evil. He gave him the fixed Peacock Miraculous and Adrien became a recurring villain to Ladybug. However, Ladybug had a new team.

Ladybug decided to give Miraculouses to the friends she knew would always be on her side. She gave Roman the Cat Miraculous, Aurore the Rooster Miraculous, Mirelle the Mouse Miraculous, Kagami the Dragon Miraculous, Luka the Snake Miraculous, and Jeanne the Ox Miraculous. She even gave Chloe the Horse Miraculous so that she wouldn’t have to worry about the secret identity thing again. After a few months of Adrien terrorizing the city as Feather Rouge, they finally defeated him, they threw his ass in jail along with his father and his assistant.

Her class, after seeing the video, started fighting amongst themselves, eventually escalating to an every man for himself brawl in the classroom. Every student in the class was suspended, but with the video, they had enough expenses expelled. They all decided to blame Lila AND Marinette for this. They went to confront Marinette, even though they all hated each other. Only to meet a badass, angry, pizza stick weilding Chinese mother who told them to fuck off (she didn’t say “fuck off” literally, but they could tell that they should by her tone of voice).

They eventually got to Marinette, and tried to berate her again. However, her real friends were there to defend her and scare her former friends off. Marinette thanked them and was grateful to have real friends.

(This is the first fic I’ve ever written. I wrote it in like an hour. I was rushing. I’m sorry if it’s bad.)

#ml salt fic #ml salt #miraculous ladybug #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #sparing nobody #EVERYONE GETS DESTROYED #lila salt #ml class #i wanted to include more #but I got lazy #i need to work on that

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gas-station-trackphone · 4 years

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I’ve noticed we’re on our BillandRichie bullshit lately, so here’s a concept:

Bill lives with Richie after Derry Pt2. Just shows up at his house like “I’m getting divorced, can I stay here for a bit?” but he’s already on the couch and eating the popcorn Richie just made like “dude is this Pop Secret? I love that shit” and that’s how Richie gets a roommate at the age of 40.

They. Are. INSUFFERABLE. Endless shenanigans, pulling pranks on each other and sending videos of it in the loser group chat, starting dating rumors for fun and then instigating it on Twitter (“100k likes and I’ll post @william_denbrough ’s nudes 💦🍆👀” “@trashmouthtozier: 😡 you said you wouldn’t screenshot!”), basically just reverting back to the chaos of their teen years.

(It’s not all goofy, though. They’re both so fucked up after everything, and they have a lot of 3am heart to hearts in the dark of the living room, hiding in shadows and blankets while they tell secrets and trade traumas. Richie comes out to Bill in one of these chats, it’s the first time he’s ever said it out loud and Bill is so touched that Richie trusts him this much that he cries, which of course makes Richie cry, and they’re just two grown men holding hands and sobbing in the dark while they pass a bag of shredded cheese back and forth and say how much they love each other. Later, Bill tells him he’s bi and they do the whole thing over again.)

((Bill makes Richie a Grindr profile when they’re a little wine drunk and watching Bake Off, and Richie chokes on his drink when Bill asks without looking up from his phone “so are you a top or a bottom?”, right in front of God and Mary Berry.))

Anyway, all of this makes Eddie so insanely jealous that he has a weekly phone call with Mike just to whine with him about it (because he’s in the same boat obviously; I mean, wtf Bill, u just gonna have a series of tender moments w a guy then shack up with someone else??) and Bev said if he got drunk and bitched out Bill on their kitchen floor one more time she would film it and send it to Richie.

She does take a video, but she sends it to Bill with the caption “so mine’s just about lost it. how’s yours?” and gets back a 20 minute voice memo of Richie drunkenly rambling about Eddie’s eyebrows.

It all works out though, because Richie and Bill wear matching ugly holiday sweaters to Loser Christmas and Eddie’s incandescent rage fuels him to finally make a move, if you can call cornering Richie on the porch to yell at him then make out with him a move. Mike would also have made a move, but Bill beats him to it by saying, “so my divorce is set to be finalized on January 12th. What are you doing the 13th?” bc Bill is dumb but he’s not an idiot, he knew where they were going with this he just wanted to do it right. Bill and Richie remain as the rest of the group’s least favorite duo and they wreak havoc and general annoyance on every gathering.

#I wrote about 200 words of this as a fic and gave up #someone pls write this for me I have no talent #reddie #richie tozier #bill denbrough #eddie kaspbrak #mike hanlon #beverly marsh #it chapter 2 #hanbrough #bichie

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bravomckenzie · 3 years

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i know you're going to say no. but can you PLEASE explain what caitgate is 😭

you know what? fuck it! i’ll tell you! NDKSNFKD

but i’m giving you a summary simply because there is far too much to unpack.

caitlynn was tumblr user slut-for-bobby-mckenzie. and if you have been in the bobbymckenziess nation long enough, you know her as the katya to my trixie. she was my closest friend in the fandom for the first few months i was here. we were two peas in a pod like we were considered a unit. like she was the first person from the fandom i let have my personal phone number (also once she doxxed me and somehow made it about herself) we weren’t just fandom friends. we were actual friends.

the wee family was an old litg server that stemmed from a group chat formed by me and one of my friends. this is important information. the group would have never existed without me. i was a founding member. it was even named after me bc of how much i used to say “wee.”

i’m not going to break down the source of the drama cos the people are still around and i’m not in the mood to be THAT messy. but basically when the entire group was fighting about the issue, caitlynn, my supposed best friend in the group, threw me under the bus entirely unprompted.

me and another girl took a step back just to let things cool down. she and i were the only ones calling cait on her bullshit and we were deadass just tired of the childish nonsense.

well in the time we pulled back, caitlynn literally went behind my back and attempted to turn all of my friends against me. she went to all of them and talked shit about me. but not just regular shit talking. i mean she was going as far as making fun of my mental illness/personality disorder openly.

and as we all known considering i’ve proven it time and time again - momma aint raise no bitch. this was the start of the thing i always say whenever i’m in any drama… say shit with your chest. so i did just that. i sent caitlynn the screenshots i had received of her talking shit about me. the screenshots aren’t in this pic i’m about to show bc i deleted them from my laptop too bc i just had to for my mental health so i didn’t see them anymore. but this was the defense she gave with her whole chest

basically after everything was unpacked and things were all added up - it turns out caitlynn had been sending me (and our other friends) all of the ruthless anon hate we had received. she even sent it to herself just to get us to come to her defense. anon hate that included literal slurs. and every single thing she had told us about her life was a lie. she even had pretended to have the same personality disorder as me. the same one she made fun of to all of my friends behind my back.

so basically: she forced me out of my own server by making it feel like such an uncomfortable place for me. i lost so many of my friends because of her. i’m still baffled by how few of them defended me or even cared about what she did.

so hey! while i’m at it! if you were in that server and i don’t talk to you anymore, that’s a conscious fucking decision. you’re an accessory to her crime and i will never forget exactly who said what. or more so what was not said. you’re all guilty by association. and even a year later, i am still hurt and bitter about it. you all knew it was wrong. so many of you reached out to me personally to say you knew it was wrong. but you were fucking silent when it counted. you defended her openly. and i will never. forget.

but also - i found a group of friends from this fallout that i love so dearly that i’m still close with to this day. my beloved c clan. my beloved clique of mean girls. i feel like hearing this story even just in part kind of explains the clique mindset we’ve always had. there is a reason why we’re exclusive. we came together because of something terrible we all went through together. we still to this day have incredible difficulty trusting anyone in the litg fandom. it’s always been just us. there’s ten of us now, but the original c clan was nine members. and those eight other girls fiercely defended me through it all. they willingly lost friends for me and for the sake of what was right. they fought for technically an internet stranger who they had no obligation to be so loyal to. but they were. and i fucking love them. and i will always be so thankful for those cunts. i’m lucky 2 have them.

anyways! happy caitgate!

#shut up presley #i feel like it’s obvious but pls don’t reblog #i’ll probably delete it later

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mppmaraudergirl · 3 years

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8, 18, 21 for writer questions? (i'm such a nerd for learning about other people's writing processes lmao)

oh hai there (: to no one’s surprise, this got LONG

8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

For someone who considers writing dialogue to be one of her strengths, I always seem to get tripped up with these questions. All of the messaging I wrote in Love Grows in Little Houses is coming to me. But how about this snippet from All’s Fair in Love and Waffles -- does texting count as dialogue? yes? Okay.

I guess I’d say I’m proud that it was my first attempt at a fic with a lot of texting/group chat and I just had so much fun bullshitting what I would expect a Marauders group chat would look like.

without further ado:

James Potter: I NEED SOMEONE WHOEVRR IS CLOSEST TO THE LEAKY CAULDRON TK COME HRRE IMMEDIATELY FOR BREAKFAST YOU FUKCING WABKERS

Peter Pettigrew: shit Prongs no need to yell

Remus Lupin: Very rude.

Sirius Black: going to screenshot this and send it to mum

Peter Pettigrew: She will be distraught

Remus Lupin: Beside herself!

Sirius Black: well at least she has a replacement son lined up already

Remus Lupin: Silver-lining.

James Potter: I'm going to murder all three of you and make it look like an accident

Sirius Black: you cant write that in a text

Remus Lupin: You'll be convicted immediately based on this text alone.

Peter Pettigrew: Probably wouldn't even have a trial. Just throw you straight into prison

Sirius Black: i wont be visiting

Remus Lupin: Well of course not, you'll be dead.

Peter Pettigrew: Obviously he meant his ghost

Sirius Black: my GHOST remus

Sirius Black: hah twinsies

Peter Pettigrew: LOL

James Potter: Padfoot I am playing the brother card here. Please come for breakfast asap

Sirius Black: ugh fine. but yer buying my food

James Potter: FINE you mingy codger

Remus Lupin: Will you tell us why it’s so important he come?

James Potter: There's a girl

Remus Lupin: *sigh*

Sirius Black: ....

James Potter: BROTHER

James Potter: CARD

Sirius Black: be there in 10

18. Do you use any tools, like worksheets or outlines?

Oh, dear. Seems countless with Potter Exposed. Especially for the early chapters, I reread them and tweaked them so many times. But generally, I would say probably 2 major read-throughs and revisions, and then depending on how long it takes me to write a chapter, I’ll reread various sections/scenes throughout a number of times. I also do a dedicated grammar review in addition to the below, AND I’ve started doing a vocab review as well. If a word gets in my head I’ll literally use it 75 times in one chapter. So I check for major duplication and go back to rework those sentences/find better words.

Yes, actually. Thanks to you I have been using Scrivener for writing and Scapple for doing the timeline, chapter plotting that I am so very obsessed with doing. I probably use neither to their true capabilities but there are features of both that I greatly appreciate for organizing my thoughts and characters. :)

21. How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?

All and all, omg, it’s exhausting to think about. Maybe I take it a touch overboard?

#ask from #chdarling #who i think loves reading and answering questions about writing as much if not more than i do <3

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foundthe8wing · 4 years

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Okay, I think some people think that when we say “the dndads patreon discord is not a safe space for minors” you think we’re saying “minors might see people discussing the R-rated stuff that happens in the show” and since the show’s already tagged Explicit, what’s the big deal? We’re saying that stuff like what’s below the cut happens: where adult patrons are sexualizing minor characters in front of minor patrons who are begging them to stop, and the mods and cast members participating in the discussion say nothing. If you don’t have the stomach and/or need the CWs, the short recap is: - adults make sexual comments about Yeet - a minor reminds them that Yeet is 13 - they continue to do it - the minor reminds them several more times - some users make sexual comments about Yeet and Grant together - the minor reminds them that Yeet and Grant are both thirteen - a mod makes a comment about Darryl teaching Grant BDSM - some incidental comments about Darryl and Carol’s sex life are also thrown in there along the way - Freddie comes in at the end to say that he liked his escape room joke. I’ve covered the usernames but have marked the differences between users that are adults as far as I know, users that are minors as far as I know, and mods. In all there were four mods active in these screenshots. You can say “we don’t allow NSFW stuff” and “come to us if somebody makes you uncomfortable” but I feel like it couldn’t have been much more clear that the minor user was incredibly uncomfortable. It was never okay in the first place for people to be talking about Grant and Yeet that way; it should not have been on a fifteen-year-old to ask dozens of adults to please stop talking about underage sex. Four different mods and Freddie were posting at the same time and not asking anyone to stop making sexual comments about Yeet and/or Grant. That sends a pretty clear signal to everyone reading. I can’t imagine, for instance, that the minor in that discussion would feel like Freddie or those mods would be much help if someone was making them uncomfortable on a different occasion. [This is, by the way, why “no NSFW stuff” is a bullshit rule for a server like this. It’s obviously not followed even by the mods, and there is a world of difference between making comments about Darryl and Carol’s sex life vs. making comments like that about Yeet and Grant, but they all get lumped together under NSFW?] I don’t really know what to say about this. I wasn’t even looking for this, I was looking something else up, but it’s so textbook as an example of what’s wrong with that server. I hope this one example can provide some context about why those of us who are troubled about the Patreon discord are troubled. It’s far from an isolated incident. That’s the atmosphere that had people messaging Anthony to say please don’t release your kink test episode without taking meaningful steps to keep the minors safe. This kind of thing is why there were concerns.

This is a live episode reaction, so they are listening together to the end of the episode where Darryl talks to Yeet. Some of the conversation is a little hard to follow as a result, since they’re reacting to something not shown in the chat, but I think you can follow the relevant parts. This was in June, so in context the “beat Yeet” phrase was first brought up as a football cheer.

[ID: Discord screenshots of the following discussion, with most names blanked out: User: beat yeet sounds like beat meat Minor: PLEASE User: no it's not??? Mod1: aw, grant User: YOU DIRTY PERVES User: beat yeet's meat Minor: HE'S THIRTEEN Mod1: Darryl, what? User: when User: Darryl Mod2: Darryl teaching grant about BDSM User: Darryl what the fuck User: Darryl and Carol hit all the bases Minor: HE IS THIRTEEN User: Grant’s meat beats yeet User: Can we both win no okay Minor: FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT THEY ARE BOTH THIRTEEN User: Darryl and Carol into group stuff User: Yeets an idea, a concept... a hero Mod3: you play wiffle ball and you just hit the ding dang ball User: god Mod4: what the fuck is a yoga competition Freddie: I’M proud of Glenn’s escape room joke. [/end ID]

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #cw: sexualizing minors #cw: incest #and yes not that it should matter but that patron's minor status was well known to everyone #there were minors mentioning their age in the server as early as october 2019 #as of this discussion there were actual 13 year olds in the server #8wing

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what-is-your-plan-today · 4 years

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Stark Spangled Banner One Shot: A Snack

Summary: Katie’s hungry…and there’s only one snack she’s pining for.

Warnings: Language!! Smut (NSFW)

Pairings: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Rogers (nee Stark)

Square filled: Mutual Pining for @avengersbingo

A/N: This is set in the Stark Spangled Banner Universe, taking place in late 2024. You don’t have to read that full series to enjoy this but feel free to if it grabs your attention. To all my regular SSB readers, as a treat I’ve included the messages referred to at the bottom for a bit of fun too!

Steve grabbed his thermos full of coffee before he headed out to the hallway, meeting Katie at the bottom of the stairs with a fully dressed and clean Jamie in front of her, freshly changed Aurora on her hip.

“You ready son?” he looked at Jamie.

“Just need my jacket.” he nodded.

“It’s on the peg by the door.” Katie said, giving Steve a peck on the lips.

“Love you.” he smiled at her, before he kissed Rori’s head and she grinned at him.

“You too, have a good day.” Katie smiled, as she waved them both out of the door.

The Rogers’ household routine in the mornings always seemed to go the same. Family breakfast, change the kids, wave Steve and Jamie off…but no matter what time they got up in the morning it always seemed to be a rush. And she knew it was going to get even worse when she went back to work in a couple of months. But, as she walked into the kitchen and placed Rori in her bouncer seat with a teething ring, she looked around and realised she wouldn’t have it any other way.

As she tidied and set another pot of coffee going she spotted Steve’s wallet on the side she rolled her eyes and fired him a quick message telling him he had forgotten it. His response was almost instantaneous and she smiled, arranging to drop it in to him at lunchtime.

Once she was done she settled at the table and logged into her emails, smiling as she had one from Emmy asking her to read over one of her essays before submission. She had an agreement with the teenager, that she would proof read and highlight areas where there were errors or parts which could be improved but would point blank refuse to provide either corrections or detailed suggestions as she was keen that the work was Emmy’s own. Not that she needed much help, their eldest was a brainbox and currently flying high in her first Semester at Harvard.

And, according to her email, was coming home this weekend for the first time in 4 weeks.

Which in Katie’s opinion called for a family dinner. So she set about organising it, except the group chat kind of went a bit haywire when Emmy flipped out, sending a copy of a photo she’d seen of Steve that had been taken that morning which was trending on twitter.

Katie snorted at Emmy’s disgust but then her attention diverted fully to the photo of Steve. It must have been taken by one of his students earlier that day, and was apparently posted on twitter accompanied with the tag line of “My tutor is a snack”

Katie had to laugh because as much as she wasn't sure that it was appropriate for students to be taking photos if their tutors on such a way, she couldn't deny that her husband was a snack. In fact, he was more like a 4 course fucking meal in the photo in question. He was sat in a chair, reading a paper. It was ridiculously innocuous, but there was something about it that set every nerve in Katie’s body on edge. His jaw line, his hands, his wrists…holy hell he was channelling some big Daddy Vibes.

She was squirming all morning after seeing that photo. By the time she met Steve for lunch she was ready to jump his bones but there wasn’t really much opportunity to do that in the public arena of the coffee shop.

“Hey baby doll.” Steve smiled as he spotted Katie pushing Rori’s buggy through the door, standing up to greet her, hand on the glass pane to keep the door open slightly.

“Hi handsome.” she smiled, accepting the kiss he dropped to her cheek before he turned his attention to Rori, picking her up out of the pram. She giggled and waved her arms and legs, grabbing at his beard. He sat back down on the leather sofa, Katie dropping his wallet onto the low table in front of them.

“Thanks.” he said “Luckily I had a twenty in my pocket or I’d have been severely caffeine deprived this morning.”

He looked up as the waiter came over and they placed their orders for a couple of paninis and coffees before Katie sat back, nestling into the space under his arm which was resting across the back of the sofa.

Katie smirked “Had a good morning Daddy?” “Stop it.” he said in a low voice, shooting her a look as he bounced Rori on his knee. She flashed him an innocent one of her own back and he rolled his eyes before she laughed.

“I’m sorry but…it really is a damned good photo…” she fished out her phone “And Emmy was right. Steve Rogers Snack is trending.” Steve groaned. “I know, I’ve been getting screenshots off Sam all morning, well I was until I blocked him as well.”

“As well?” she frowned “You mean you actually did block Bucky?”

“He sent me a clown picture.” Steve shuddered “So yeah. I did. I’ll unblock em later. Maybe” he said, waving his hand.

Katie shook her head, watching him for a moment as he concentrated on Rori who was now chewing at her hand. Reaching into the changing bag, Katie handed over a teething ring which he took and passed over with a smile, Rori making some form of babble back as she shoved it in her mouth eagerly.

“She’s looking more like you each day.” he said, smiling and looking back at Katie.

“You think?” Katie asked, looking at her daughter.

Steve nodded. And he meant it. Whereas Jamie was a carbon copy of him, he felt that Aurora was in turn going to be the double of her mother. Her eyes were almost completely green now, and her hair was dark too. She had her mother’s nose and face shape although Katie insisted the cheekbones were definitely from the Rogers’ side, not that Steve could see it. “She’s beautiful.”

“Charmer.” Katie smiled

“Only for you.” he shot back, winking.

****

Seeing Steve at Lunchtime had done nothing to stop or help with Katie’s spiking libido. It really was ridiculous how much of effect a fucking photograph taken on the sly was having on her. She’d been pining for him all day long. In fact, the last time she’d felt this desperate for him had been before they’d even started dating. At the time where they’d both been dodging round the feelings they had for one another for months.

“Mutual pining.” Natasha said wisely as Katie let out a groan, sitting down at her desk.

“No one is pining…” she said, looking at her.

“Bullshit.” Natasha shook her head “If that’s the case then why does he keep refusing to ask any of the girls I suggest out on dates…” “Because he doesn’t want to date.” “And why do you both look at each other like there’s no one else in the room?” “You’re imagining things.” Katie sighed. “Maybe.” Natasha said “But I’m a highly trained Spy with astutely honed senses…so I doubt it. The pair of you are clearly mad about one another, just too stupid and stubborn and afraid to do anything about it.”

Katie ignored her and glanced over at where Steve was stood talking to Rumlow, leaning over a table as they glanced at some sort of map. Steve looked ridiculously good in his stealth suit bottoms, the compression shirt highlighting every single ripple of muscle he possessed, his strong jaw line was twitching as he contemplated what the Strike Leader was saying. It set something off in her lower belly, as it always did, a raw desire. Frankly, if she thought she could get away with it, she’d jump his bones in a second…but there was no way he felt the same, Natasha was wrong.

Steve was aware of her eyes on him, so he didn’t look around. He didn’t trust himself to. The suit was tight enough as it was without a certain extra bulge in the trouser department adding to the issue. One look into her eyes at the moment was enough to send him off like a horny teenage kid. It was ridiculous…not to mention frustrating that he was chasing something he could never have. There was no way she felt the same, despite what Natasha told him.

“Momma!” Jamie called as the door opened. Rori let out a shriek at the sound of her brother’s voice and grinned as he ran into the room.

“Hey baby, did you have a good day?” she asked, looking up from where she was sat on the rug playing with their youngest, and he nodded.

“Yeah but tomorrow is gonna be even better as it’s soccer day!” he grinned. Katie smiled, Jamie hadn’t been at school for very long but he already loved soccer and baseball practice. She ruffled his hair and glanced up at Steve who was leaning in the doorway, still in that fucking jacket…

Steve spotted the look on his wife’s face straight away. He knew it well enough. A thirst, a lust, desire…

“Jamie, why don’t you take your bag upstairs and get changed?” Steve tore his eyes off Katie’s to look at his son.

“Can I play on my computer?” he asked hopefully.

“Just until dinner.” Katie said, looking at him.

He gave a triumphant yell and stood up, bounding out of the room.

“Speaking of dinner I better start it.” Katie said, standing up. “You ok to watch her?”

“Course I am.” Steve chuckled “She’s my daughter.”

“Just checking.” she said, brushing past him in the doorway. She stopped and glanced at him, her hands running up the lapels of his jacket and he gave a smirk.

“You really like this jacket huh?”

“Almost as much as I liked the stealth suit.” she agreed before she looked him up and down, making no attempt to disguise the fact she was as she bit her lip and headed off up the hallway.

Steve waited until she had gone and let out a soft groan. Since her dirty text earlier he’d had a semi-hard on all fucking day. And now, after that little display he was turned on even more. Taking a deep breath he knelt down on the floor and tickled Rori’s tummy where she was grabbing at the baby gym she was underneath. He could hear Katie gently humming and after another minute or two he picked Rori up and carried her through to the kitchen, placing her down in the playpen in the corner of the room.

Without a word he crossed over to where Katie was stood reaching into the cupboard for something. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back towards him, his lips gently skating up her neck.

“This what you want?” he asked softly and she gave a grin, tilting her head to look at him.

“What gave you that idea?” she asked.

“Just a hunch…” he muttered, his lips meeting hers in a soft kiss, before his mouth moved to her jawline, one hand straying to the button on her jeans. He popped it easily and worked his hand into the front of her underwear and she gave a soft gasp as his fingers began to play with her sensitive flesh.

“You know…” he continued to speak as her sighs slipped from her mouth “I’ve wanted this all day doll, you’ve had me pining for you…”

“Yeah, well, the feeling’s been mutual…” she said softly, arching her back and taking a sudden breath as two of his fingers slipped insider her. She pushed back slightly, the curve of her ass pressing into his groin and he gave a hiss.

“Fuck baby…” he said through gritted teeth, and he gave a disgruntled wimper as his hand stopped what it had been doing.

“Steve…”

“Such an impatient brat…”he chastised, his mouth on her neck and as she closed her eyes she could hear the tell-tale sound of his belt buckle being undone and the zip on his flies being pulled down. His hands retuned to the front of her jeans undoing them the rest of the way and sliding them down wither panties to her ankles. As he stood up, his hands gently traced the curves of her calves to the outside of her thighs and he grabbed her hips pulling her back towards him before he bent her gently forward, nudging her legs as wide apart as the clothing round her ankle would permit.

He didn’t say another word as he pushed into her in one glide, burying himself to the hilt. Katie let out a groan, her hands slipping forward on the kitchen counter slightly as he bottomed out, before he gently pulled back and did the same again and again, hands gripping at her hips as he continued. He leaned over to nip at her neck, causing her to whimper, one hand moving from her hip to clasp her jaw, tipping her head round to meet him. His lips crashed onto hers in a hungry, domineering kiss, swallowing her dirty little moan as he picked up the pace, his hips rutting forward faster.

She gave a loud, low purr of delight as he slid his mouth to the pulse point on her neck, before he let out a growl of his own and glanced down at the point where their bodies were joined, the sight of him slamming into her worked him up even more.

His rhythm became faster, and Katie felt her hips banging against the side of the marble surface tops. She knew there would likely be some bruises there tomorrow but at that point in time she really didn’t care. Her hands tightened around the edge of the kitchen counter, her hips bucking back into his, desperate to feel him as much as she could, the feel of him brushing against her spot was finally scratching that itch, satisfying that hunger she’d been feeling all day.

“Fuck you feel so good doll…” he praised, lips warm on the shell of her ear as she arched her back slightly, letting out another keen of desire and she felt the animal in her belly beginning to stir. Steve could read the signs well enough by now to know she was close, and he moved one hand to stroke between her legs whilst he continued his relentless rhythm.

“Stevie…” she stuttered his name, before her voice became nothing but a strangled, hoarse cry and she tightened around him, her legs buckling slightly. He tightened his arm around her belly as he felt the familiar white hot ribbons surge through his body as he let himself go, his rhythm faltering as he emptied himself inside her with a groan.

Katie laughed softly as he moved back, his hands gently gliding up her arms as he kissed the back of her neck softly before he stepped back to allow herself to pull up her clothes as he tucked himself away and fastened his buckle.

“Now I gotta stand here, in damp panties and cook…” she turned and looked at him, sliding her arms round his neck.

“Well, that serves you right for snacking before dinner.” he grinned, as she let out a bark of a laugh before he dropped his head slightly, running his nose up against hers “Let’s hope you haven’t ruined your appetite completely for desert….”

@the-omni-princess @momobaby227 @geekofmanythings16 @angelofhell-666 @thewackywriter @marvelfansworld @cobalt-gear @asgardlover75 @jennmurawski13 @jtargaryen18 @saiyanprincessswanie @navispalace @patzammit @joannaliceevans-fanficblog @icanfeelastormbrewing @djeniiscorner @ayamenimthiriel @coldmuffinbanditshoe @disneylovingal @madzmilllz @sgtjaamesbaarnes @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

#stark spangled banner #steve rogers x original female character #steve rogers x oc #steve rogers #captain america #mcu #mcu fanfiction #marvel #marvel fanfiction #avengers #avengers fanfiction

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faeriecxrcle · 3 years

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let’s give the full context of those screenshots;

1. Sent in August/September 2020, from @leatherduncan to my gf. At the time we had no idea what was going on or who the “minor” was, as in my head a minor is someone under the age of 18. After it came to light who the alleged “victim” was, someone I had internet dated for a brief time, who was 18, turning 19 very soon in 2019 which is when we spoke.

2. This was on a very old gc on discord in front of many others in early 2019 I believe. I had just returned to discord and had found others had been accusing me of sending anon hate, and I made a vague post about it, which on my part wasn’t ideal. The alleged “victim” confronted me on the gc over it and brought up our past relationship. Now this was 2 years ago, so my memory of everything is not the best, but the “big mistake” was about our relationship, not her age. She made it about her age even though when we first spoke I told her I didn’t realise she was that young and was taken aback and unsure about it. She assured me she was an adult and it was fine, and she was turning 19 in a couple months. Unfortunately I’ve deleted our conversation, not wanting bad memories around, so I can’t post proof of this.

3. Common factors on bad relationships are in a couple years, your memory isn’t that great. You start to question what happened and why it happened struggling to recall things. The reason for my memory being all over the place is because at first I had no idea who the “minor” was, as I have never interacted with those under 18 in a flirtatious manner, as far as I’m aware. MINOR = UNDER 18. Also I never said she was crazy because of her religion, I study Wicca too from time to time.

4. Now this I have no clue about. I don’t know if this is the girl I did have a relationship with, who was 18 when we first spoke or some random girl. I have NEVER asked for nudes from someone, let alone waited until they turned 18. Now that behaviour is sickening. I spit on that behaviour.

5. From October 2020, I messaged the 18/19 year old (now 20) who I had a brief relationship with, just to find out if she had an idea what the whole thing was about. She told me she didn’t and I believed her. She also said, and I quote, “im sure someone was trying to make up a whole story.”

Now in response to quotes from the actual “expose” post:

when this much evidence comes up of you flirting/soliciting barely legal people it is a problem. while no crimes may have been committed (save one victim’s claim who’s privacy is being kept anonymous that predator came in asking for nudes when they were a minor) it is extremely concerning behavior and can quickly get very much worse if the behavior isn’t addressed.

These flirtations are from a couple years ago, and I have looked back at my behaviour from then, I don’t flirt with anyone anymore. I’m in a stable, loving relationship with my girlfriend, and I don’t seek validation like I used to. Here’s a backstory, I was in a marriage I wasn’t happy with, with a sexuality I had never had a chance to explore. When people (girls in particular) flirted with me, I would flirt back; I am a naturally flirtatious person. Sure, seeing how I flirted was cringe as fuck, but as OP has said, “NO CRIMES MAY HAVE BEEN COMMITTED.” And also, that claim I asked for nudes is just...bullshit, but I won’t go over that again. Flirting with 18/19 year olds is not a crime, they are legally an adult.

while a person in their early 20’s isn’t much cause for concern, a person nearing 30 is. one time isn’t cause for too much concern.

I was 25 at the time, dipshit, that’s not “nearing 30,” get your facts straight.

in the original group chat it’s been said there were talks about it

Literally no one ever said a thing, and if it was making them uncomfortable I would’ve preferred someone had actually said something then, rather than a whole 2 years later. Everyone was flirting with everyone in that old gc. The 18/19 year old “victim” would also post nudes in that group chat for everyone to see. I have also seen things saying my behaviour was obsessive and jealous, which I own up to, that wasn’t right for me to treat my ex(?) like that, and we even discussed my behaviour at the time (2 years ago!) and I apologised and sorted myself out.

But that’s the thing, you don’t get to see the whole story, or all the conversations people have, you only are shown things to fit a point of view. So here’s my advice to all the people out there, think about the context of screenshots, very carefully. People edit screenshots, take things out, or embellish them, give them a whole fake ass backstory so you can make sense of them. Being accused of predatory behaviour is a serious accusation. I have also been called a pedo by various people. It disgusts me. Predatory behaviour disgusts me. Pedophilia disgusts me. I am a 27 year old woman who has been dragged through the dirt and called sickening names because I flirted with some other women a couple years back. That blog is not to expose people, it’s to scare people, scare people in the fandom, making them scared that, what if they fuck up? Or something they do is taken out of context and they’re put on that blog.

I see you. I see your true intentions and it’s not to “help” others, it’s purely a blog made for spite and to get revenge.

#context #backstory #exposingahs more like bullshitahs

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the declassified texts of the inquisition’s elite [123]

516): I do very much feel like vomiting. and I have no idea where that lighter came from. thank you for coming to my TED Talk. - (951): Bro I rebuilt the dungeon in animal crossing visit me (951): Broooo -

“Do I need to be worried about your sister?”

“In a general sense…no,” Kaaras says very slowly. The answer takes a lot more time to answer than Evelyn would feel comfortable with, but this is Kaaras. If he’s taking that much time then there’s a reason for it and it’s probably a good one. Anything that can help preserve Evelyn’s rapidly eroding sanity and endurance, even if only by the smallest most token of measurements, is good in Evelyn’s book. Kaaras is very considerate of others, to a fault really, but Evelyn can trust him not to sucker punch her like a Lavellan when he takes a long pause.

“Alright, but in this specific situation? Because she went dark yesterday and no one’s been able to make contact with her for almost twenty four hours. Except for you.”

“Herah’s always made it a point to be able to contact me no matter what. She knows I get anxiety.” Kaaras doesn’t really say anything Evelyn doesn’t already know. Kaaras’ deflections are a warning sign to turn off here, but Evelyn’s got a job to do and as much as she would love to leave this sleeping dog lie, she can’t.

“Yes, Kaaras. That’s very good of her. I’d appreciate it if she could contact the people she’s required to report to as well as contacting you, if you can slide that suggestion in at one point. As heart warming as it is that no matter what your sister is always able to contact you, even when she’s possibly in extreme danger, it’s also frustrating that she’s checking in with her supervisor or Leliana. Or anyone of authority overseeing her current mission, really. Kaaras. Just — alright. Yes or no answers for now. Okay?”

“Alright.”

"Does she need back up?”

Kaaras is quiet for too long and his eyes are averted towards his hands.

“I didn’t expect us to get stuck on the first question,” Evelyn says. “Okay. I’ll roll it back. Is she alive?”

“Yes.”

“Is she in one piece?”

“Yes.”

“Is everything where it should be on her person?”

“Yes.” That one is answered promptly but after he answers Kaaras suddenly looks unsure. But Evelyn’ll take that uncertain yes.

“Okay. We’re getting…actually we’re nowhere. We’re at the absolute base line.”

“Sorry.”

“It’s not your fault, Kaaras.” Evelyn sighs. Kaaras fidgets.

“Do you want me to buy you lunch?” Kaaras asks. “You look like you could use something to eat.”

“Kaaras, you’re a sweetheart but we both know you’re just trying to cushion the fall for me,” Evelyn replies. “But yes, let’s do lunch together and I’m buying because you buy everyone lunch way too often. Also, what’s the point in me getting paid so much if I don’t use it on you guys? Text Dorian and Dagna if they want to join. We can catch up on stuff. Kaaras, is Herah currently in the area she’s supposed to be?”

“Yes.” At least Kaaras sounds confident in that answer.

“Is the mission still viable?”

“Yes.” Kaaras nods. “She didn’t…really talk about the mission though. She just texted me that thing about vomiting.”

“I’ll take it,” Evelyn decides. “Last question. Kaaras.”

“Yes, Evelyn?”

“Look at me.”

“I am?” Kaaras looks puzzled but he leans forward in his seat to give her his full attention. “Okay?”

Evelyn frames his face with her hands. “Kaaras. Don’t cushion it. Don’t lie. Don’t try and make it land softer to make me feel better.”

“Evelyn, you’re worrying me.”

“Kaaras. Yes or no, no bullshit, no buffers.”

“You sound like Sera.”

“Kaaras, is our monitoring team going to find a report from the police or any other law enforcement agency regarding whatever happened last night?”

Kaaras grimaces.

“Yes or no, Adaar.”

“Yes.” Kaaras says and Evelyn releases him with a long groan. Kaaras holds his hands up either to placate her or make a makeshift barrier between himself and whatever he thinks she’s going to do. “But good things! Most likely good things! On her side, I mean. She didn’t start it.”

“Kaaras, it never matters who starts it, it’s always who ends it that gets in trouble.”

“Alright, knowing your friends, this can only have gone one of two ways,” Max says as Malika loads up her game system to show Varric what the Garrett and Donnic were texting him about in their Kirkwall group chat. “Are you going to leave me in suspense about which way that was?”

“And how would I be able to answer that Trevelyan?” Varric asks, looking over Malika’s shoulder as her game character waves. “You look even shorter than you do in real life, kid.”

“It’s a game, Varric. Everyone’s character is the same height. And everyone looks pretty much the same. There isn’t much customization for characters which is ins one ways pretty cool and in some ways pretty not so cool. One body type, one face type, about twenty different hair styles and eight colors, and eight vague eyes and nose and mouth combos. And like. Four skin tones.”

“Sounds racist,” Max says.

Malika shoots him an annoyed glance. “You play this game too.”

“I can play the game and still make comments about the lack of customization,” Max replies. “Chill.”

“I don’t have this game so I wouldn’t know,” Varric says. “One of them is supposed to be sending screenshots to the chat but they haven’t yet. Maybe one of them died in game.”

“It’s not that kind of game,” Max and Malika both say.

Varric raises his hands. “Again, how would I know that?”

“Because it’s one of the most popular games in the past year?”

“Kid. I don’t pay attention to that kind of stuff. The closest to online gaming I get is playing cards in gambling pools.”

“Text your group chat my friend code so I can visit and you can see!” Malika says.

“Malika, do you really want to be friends with everyone in Varric’s group chat?” Max asks. “Think about that one. Just really think about it.”

“It’s just a game, Max. What’re they going to do? Take all my fruit? Who cares.”

#heartsfic #gather your party and venture forth

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Thank you so much for talking about all this drama publically by the way. About a year ago I began talking about these exact same issues within this community and myself as well as the people who agreed with me were all attacked in some way by these people. At first I thought about mending fences with these people and continuing as I always did within the community but something in my gut just told me these were toxic, petty people I shouldn't associate with. Glad my instincts were correct

Thank you, whoever you are, Nonnie. You’re free to DM me, I will never out anything about what you say vs who you are without your permission – I still felt wrong even outing the DMs, but conceded that if they were going to butcher parts of it and release it, I should be clear to release the full version to show what really happened. There’s others like you that have been reaching out in DM. You’re not alone. I gotchu.

We can build our own meta corner. With Blackjack and hookers. And no backstabbing

For the record, I didn’t WANT to go public about this. I don’t LIKE dragging other people into personal bullshit because that’s not what you’re fucking supposed to do. When she flipped on me in DM then harassed me on tumblr for three days, I just ignored it. When she started trying to pick fights in the group chat she’s now spreading horse shit about, I just bit my tongue for two weeks. When people weren’t biting her bait there she apparently went to DM to try to turn people against me with butchered screenshots. And it worked. For a bit. Until I snapped and posted the log. And once everybody critically reviewed what happened she went on a tirade and used everything from misogynistic slurs to you-name-it. Anyone that doesn’t agree with her or her bff is a cow, or utterly filthy, or whatever other dehumanizing language they can use.

And even after THAT we all quietly endured the aftermath for TWO MONTHS while they kept baiting and baiting in public and spreading shit in DM and STILL DMing people that were friends with me, well outside this mess, to try to turn them on me so I kept getting DMs of people going “whaddafuck?” and I STILL didn’t make it a public mess. All *Y’all* got to see was a series of posts saying “LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE” to try to send a message without naming ANYONE, but apparently that wasn’t clear enough.

THEY CHOSE. TO MAKE IT. A PUBLIC MESS. By name dropping people and repeating overt lies, I’m assuming with them figuring we all lost the log by now. THEY chose to drag it public after TWO MONTHS of their bait not working and they STILL have the audacity to maintain this halo propped up by horns in public, just quintessentially hoping nobody will ACTUALLY read the goddamn logs if they gaslight hard enough.

I didn’t spend MONTHS DMing everyone vaguely in their radius to spread absolute horse shit. THEY DID. I JUST TRIED TO LEAVE IT BE. FOR SOME REASON THEY CAN’T AND THEN BLAME EVERYONE ELSE.

AND THE SHEER SOULLESSNESS OF THEM FEEDING THIS ABSOLUTE CROCK OF HORSE SHIT TO PEOPLE THEY KEPT TRYING TO MAKE HATE CAMPAIGNS AGAINST THAT NOBODY WOULD BITE THEIR BAIT ON AND PRETENDING THEY’RE ALL GOOD AND DANDY NOW, WHAT THE FUCK.

What kind of garbage is this, even. Screw one friend group over to bounce to the next and the next and the next, wherever she can get a foothold in of people that believe her stories. I was once one of those people too. I once believed she was the victim in some bullshit too. I once believed the stories she spun too. So I can see how it works. But I also can look back at the long trail of damage behind and the people siding with her now that don’t even realize the knives she’s put in their backs before. She’ll pull it out and start the bleed eventually. It’s inevitable. But god. What the fuck. Why are some people so addicted to clout that they’re willing to hurt real people

and really it shows in the implications. iTs thE SAmE pEopLE yOU TalKEd tO SinCe yOU CAme to FandOM. That’s great. It’s coded with magnificent amounts of extortion, but can anyone ask why their friend groups change like toilet paper and others manage to maintain solid friend groups? Calling it any number of things they do is cute. But here’s a tip: if you don’t keep stabbing people in the back for convenience, you end up with some pretty long lived friend groups. And you know, you almost turned all of them on me until the log came out. Because they considered you a friend too. You could have had that. But you had to lie and double down. And now you’re dragging all of them with completely made up shit. To you people are disposable numbers and items of convenience. Even the ones in your little Text app chat. I notice they didn’t make it on your list of “sane people” you started this whole mess with when you thought I would agree with you before you flipped.

Stop treating people as expendable items to manipulate.

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We didn't help but hOW DARE YOU REMOVE US?!

I'm in 11th grade and boy, oh boy, I thought my classmates from the previous school years were stupid but God, my classmates this year takes the cake.

We have Research ( something like thesis writing ) as a subject this year. Our teacher grouped our class into three groups. Mine ended up being the unluckiest. I was stuck with the 5 most entitled shit heads in the class. They were known for not doing shit in group activities yet when you try to remove them from the group they'd start shit.

And that's exactly what happened.

They basically did nothing the entire time my co-leader and I begged them to help. It was annoying and we decided to kick them out of the group if they don't help anything in Chapter 3.

Surprise, surprise! They didn't do shit. I kept messaging the group chat asking them to help or else but were they scared? Threatened? Nope! They just left me on read, every. Single. Time. My co-leader and I then did the most logical thing; we removed them from the group.

By the way, we kept reminding them that if they don't help out in any of the chapters, they'll get removed.

Last Saturday (Mar. 16), my co-leader and I revised our paper and we asked the select group members ( who actually did shit ) to send their dedication. On Sunday, my co-leader asked those who haven't sent in their dedication to send it since it was supposed to be passed the following day. This alerted one of the five shit heads.

Let's call him Jack.

Jack: What about me?

Co-leader (CL from now on): ask Gayle.

Me: Those who were mentioned gets to send in their dedications.

This alerted another shit head ( let's call her Mimi ).

Mimi: What about me?

I repeated what I said.

Jack: So we don't have to do anything?

Me [ in the most passive aggressive way ever ]: Hmm, I don't know. You might have to do another Research Paper?

Jack and Mari (another shit head): Why?

I then proceeded to explain that they didn't help one bit even if it was as easy as sending one link.

I was enraged that night and I was ranting which alerted another shit head who oh my god is the worst, most entitled piece of shit out of the five of them. Let's call her Kae.

Kae was livid when she found out she & her precious group of friends got kicked out for not doing anything. She began ranting about how she doesn't deserve to be disrespected like this and how she deserves to get an instant reply. The other three shit heads were hyping her and saying all these inappropriate things (i.e., how they loved to grind in a bar just to earn money).

Kae: I can't believe it! You guys just left me on read!

Me [ again, passive aggressively ]: [[ cough ]] you guys also left me on read when i ask you to do something [[ cough ]] i'm sorry, my throat's itchy.

Kae: WOW! How could you say that? You only notice a select few ( I don't. I've said it over & over again that if anyone has any questions, i'll happily answer it).

Me: uhmm... Remember the sub groups chats from a month ago?

Mimi: Gayle, you said that you'll handle everything and we'd just pay.

Me: I never said that. I said that you'd have to pay if you didn't get to help out.

After that it was all chaos. I was ready to kill a bitch or maybe 5. The shit heads kept saying over and over and over about how "you could've approached us," "you could've said something," and a bunch of other shit. I was shaking due to the rage I was feeling. I've done everything to make them help. I begged, asked, and they didn't comply. I started replying to them in all caps, saying on how they're removed and that there was no way of them being ever included in the group again.

Mimi then said something about family.

Mimi: I thought we were family? I thought we were supposed to help each other out.

Kae: There is no FAMILY! ONLY GREEDINESS!

CL: It isn't our fault if you weren't active. We aren't always family.

Me: Stop it with your family bullshit cause we never treated nor saw you as family.

I removed the from the group chat, thinking it was all over. God, was I wrong. My co-leader informed me that they were mentioning me in the class group chat. They were causing an uproar. They kept saying shit like, "it's finally time to see their true personalities," or about how bad of a leader I am or about how much they paid for our research paper ( they paid 13 pesos, which isn't much honestly), and they even compared me to our class president.

Now, in our class, I'm a respectable student being both the top 1 and the class vice president. I'm a nice leader and I definitely do my part but I'm no push over. Unlike our class president who is a giant push over and that's why they said she was the better leader cause they can abuse her kindness. ( The class president and I are very good friends so no one took the comparison to an offence ).

There was a riot in the group chat and my emotionally inept classmates just kept adding fuel to the fire. It was ridiculous and immature. My co-leader and I kept quiet and decided to let them feast on their stupidity. It was 12:07 AM when they finally shut up and I decided to get some sleep too.

Here's where the fun begins. I woke up at 5:30AM in a cold sweat. I had a plan and I was absolutely ready to go through with it. Those shit heads were "exposing" me with screenshots ( because I replied to them in a passive aggressive way ) then two can play at that game. I've got all the necessary shit to expose them too. I still have the sub group chats from Chapters 1 & 3 and the entire group chat for our Research.

I borrowed my grand dad's phone, opened my Messenger account and began taking screenshots. I posted them all on MyDay for everyone to see. I added a few passive aggressive notes on the pics.

The screenshots proved that they didn't help nor gave one single reply. But my petty ass wasn't done there just yet, nope. I planned on making a portfolio with all the screenshots plus an essay. I gathered all my money because the screenshots were a hundred plus.

I told my co-leader about this. She thought it was over the top but our other group members told me they were on board.

When I got to school that day, my classmates were either asking for details or saying good luck. It just pumped me up to go through with the plan even more. CL and I went to the nearest computer shop to print the screenshots. Once CL & I entered the room, we were both shocked.

The 5 shit heads were there. They actually went to school. That was a fucking miracle to be honest. I rolled my eyes as I hid the printed screenshots from their view. They left the room but not before making a few comments about me. Those comments only fueled the fire.

Once they actually left, I began sorting the screenshots out. The class president noticed & asked about it. I told her my plan and she cheered me on. Another classmate asked when the fight was gonna start. I laughed and told him that this was the way I was gonna bring them down by ruining their reputation in the faculty room.

Nobody likes the 5 shit heads. They always started shit and a few of my classmates have confronted them but it wasn't successful due to lack of necessary evidence. I was ready to be the one that took them down.

While I sorted out the screenshots, the shit heads came back. Before they could see what I was doing, I quickly hid it all. They stayed in the room for 10 minutes or so, loudly talking about the incident the night before or how Class President was the better leader. I rolled my eyes at them again. After they said their comments, they left the room with their bags. They only went to school to talk shit about me and CL.

Classic.

After I finished sorting the screenshots and finished writing the essay, it was all set. The only thing missing was the Research Paper itself. My friend and I went back to the computer shop to print the Paper. On the way there, we crossed paths with the shit heads and they said something about grades or something, I'm not sure.

Once the paper was printed, we set off. We reached the faculty room. We saw our teacher and signaled him over. I handed our Research Paper plus the portfolio. We didn't say anything and our teacher flipped through the pages. He was silent then he went back to his desk.

Mission Accomplished.

But the story doesn't end there. Tuesday ( Mar. 19), our adviser confronted us.

Adviser ( A from now on): What's this about?

Kae: Gayle removed us from the group without us knowing.

Me: Well, you guys --

Kae: She was rude to us and I was asking nicely.

Me: [ towards our other classmate ] Ren! Let me borrow your phone.

He gave me his phone and I logged in my Messenger account.

Me: [[ handing the phone to A ]] here's the group chat Ma'am.

A: [[ takes the phone ]] okay! Everyone take the exams while I read!

And we did. After the exam, she asked us ( the shit heads + the rest of the group) to come over and talk. We came over and she said a little something that made me smirk.

A: Call Sir John!

The shit heads looked unfazed. They were tight with our adviser. They were thinking that she'd side with them but nope, she never sided with them when it came to arguments like this.

Kae was staring daggers at me while our classmates called our Research adviser. The other 4 were smirking and laughing amongst themselves. CL was rolling her eyes and the rest of the group were doing other things. I was neutral. I had no expression on my face.

After 5 minutes or so, Sir John ( SJ from now on ) came into the room. He had his class record and a familiar purple sliding folder with him. He brought the portfolio. SJ sat down on one of the chairs and the meeting resumed.

A: Start talking.

Kae: Well, it happened Sunday night. Jack messaged me on Facebook telling me we got removed from the Research group. I messaged our group chat and no one was answering --

Me: We're sorry we didn't get to reply early.

Jack: But you were online.

( Anyone who uses FB on mobile would know that you don't actually have to be on the app 24/7 to be online, you just have to be connected to a data/internet connection. I was on YT when they messaged.)

Mimi: We were mentioning you.

Me: I'm sorry but mentions don't work for me as I don't have Messenger installed on my phone. ( i have a Samsung Galaxy V btw )

Kae: That isn't the point. You were online yet you weren't responding. Shows how much of a bad leader you are.

I. Was. Baffled. I knew these shit heads were entitled but god damn, their level is wow.

Mari: You left us on read.

A: [[ slams her palm on the desk ]] enough!! Move on to the actual problem.

Kae: Gayle removed us from the group without our permission.

Me: I have a valid reason. You didn't help out.

Mimi: But you told us we only have to pay and you'd handle the rest.

Me: What else was I suppose to say? You'd only ask what you can do when it was time for passing? Plus, I only said you'd have to pay if you didn't help out.

Kae: Where tf did you say that?

Me: The group chat you love to leave on read.

They were accusing me of lying but luckily SJ stepped in.

SJ: [[ handing A the portfolio ]] Here's all the evidence you need, Ma'am.

A: [[ takes the portfolio and starts reading through it ]]

A read through Exhibit B which contained the conversation where I was asking for links regarding classroom discussion yet none of the shit heads could send any.

A: Why couldn't any of you send just one link? One link and it would've been fine!

A was mad. The shit heads were speechless for a second then began spewing out bull shit excuses like, "We don't have internet," "The internet cafe's too far," and, "I don't have any money."

I rolled my eyes. These shit heads could afford to drink at a bar-esque place every single day but couldn't afford to take 5 minutes out of their time to send a link.

Weird flex but okay.

A read through a few more pages. She was now on Exhibit C, D, and E which were all the sub groups where I was messaging and messaging and messaging for at least one of them shit heads to help.

A: Kae! Mimi! Why didn't any of you reply?

Kae: We thought we weren't needed.

Mimi: They just told us to pay.

SJ: They were messaging and kept asking for help.

A decided to stir the topic away from payment for a while.

A: Gayle, did you tell them when the deadline was?

Me: Yes, it's in th--

Kae: SHE NEVER DID! She never cared about us! She's always focusing on CL. CL this & CL that.

Me: I did and you left me on read and she's my co leader, what tf were you expecting? Plus you would've known when the deadline was if any of you just attended Sir John's classes for once.

Mimi: We do!

Bold of her to lie inbfront of SJ's face.

SJ: You don't. I have my class records and almost all of you are either Late or Absent most of the time.

Kae: We're late? What can we do about that?

Mari: Yes! What can we do about that?

Me: I don't know. Maybe make an effort to actually go to class early.

Joy: Classes start too early.

Our class start at 10 fucking 30.

SJ: Classes start at 10:30. You have enough time to be on time for classes.

The shit heads were silent. They had no come back now. It was silent till Mimi opened her fucking mouth.

Mimi: It's still unfair that we paid and now we aren't included.

Joy: I know right?!

A: Did you even help out?

SH ( shit heads ): No.

SJ: What do you even think Research is?! Do you pay for it?!

It was silent again and I was so glad I was wearing a face mask because I was smirking so wide that time.

Jack: [[ chuckles ]] Class President's group is still much better. Her group members don't have to pay and don't have to do anything to get included in the Paper.

A: Are you her group mates? No, so disregard her and the other group.

SJ: You are her [[ gestures to me ]] group mates so you are under her authority.

A: How much did you even pay?

Me: 13 pesos. Total.

SJ: [[ stares at the shit heads with an eyebrow raised ]]

A: [[ asking the SH ]] did you pay for Chapter 1?

SH: Yes!

A: [[ to me ]] Did you include them?

Me: Yes.

A: [[ to SH ]] How about for Chapter 2?

SH: Yes!

A: [[ to me ]] Did you include them?

Me: Yes.

A: [[ to SH ]] Did you pay for Chapter 3?

SH: ... No...

A: [[ to me ]] Did you include them?

Me: No.

A: See! They included you when you paid! What are you getting mad about?

Kae: It's still unfair that we aren't included anymore.

Mimi: wE PAID!

A: Not everything can be done through money. Now, don't depend on your group leader to do everything.

SJ: You now have to do your own Research paper. To be passed tomorrow.

Jack: Fine! Class President said she's gonna help us anyway.

SJ: No, she won't. I'll tell her to not help you as there will be consequences if I ever found she helped you or you asked for help.

Mimi: But sir! We don't know what to do.

SJ: What a shame. You should've attended my classes then. By the way, I've done what you asked me to do.

SJ got up from his seat with the class record and portfolio in hand and left.

The shit heads were speechless and I was amused. I knew exactly what Sir John meant, he made the entire faculty read the portfolio so now the teachers now what shenanigans these shits were up to.

I was happy that day. We won the case, the shit heads have to do their own paper.

Kae was glaring at me whenever she saw me that day and some say she's still glaring until now.

I celebrated by treating myself to McDonald's.

(source) story by (/u/AGryffindork)

#prorevenge #by /u/AGryffindork #pro revenge #revenge stories #pro revenge stories #pro #revenge #last10

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keichanz · 5 years

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***PLEASE DO NOT REBLOG***

I knew it was only a matter of time before something like this happened. Considering how much the owner hates me and likes the play the poor, pitiful victim, I’m not at all surprised one of his little fans took it upon himself to “warn” the community about me.

The fools really should have made the posts private just in case I happened to stumble upon them. But then again, I never pegged them to be particularly intelligent. So I suppose I have that in my favor.

I’m sure you’re all well aware of the “famous” Official Inuyasha group on Facebook. This was posted to it just a few hours ago. I’m not a part of this group, however somebody on here was kind enough to alert me to this, and they will remain anonymous so they don’t receive any backlash from this post, but I hope they know they have my plentiful gratitude.

I struggled all day on whether or not to make a post about this. But then I decided, y’know what, I have a goddamn right to defend myself against the above bullshit, so fuck it. Here I am, about to address every libelous accusation this Seth person - whom, mind you, I have never talked to before in my life and I have no idea who the hell he is - has just callously tossed out there.

First and foremost, because this accusation really dug deep and because it’s pretty much the foundation of this bullshit, I want to address the so called fact that I attacked Official Inuyasha - I’m going to call him OIY from here on out - because he’s trans.

False.

I will say this as many times as I have to--I do not give a flying fuck that he’s trans. I don’t. That literally has nothing at all to do with my opinion of him, and this Seth dude is just grasping at the most obvious reason, or so he thinks, for my “attacks.” I also want to point out that I also don’t give a shit that his fiance is trans.

I have gay friends. I have lesbian friends. I have trans friends. I have bi friends.

I myself am motherfucking bisexual.

So for this guy that I’ve never even talked to before to sit there and indirectly claim that I am in any way, shape, or form trans- or homophobic? He’s off his goddamn rocker.

I will say it again:

I. DO. NOT. CARE.

Oh, and the whole “attacking people I don’t like just because”? Also false, but that goes without saying. Or at least I like to think it does. I also don’t give a rat’s ass that he changed his name to Inuyasha. Do I find it strange? Sure. Do I have a problem with it personally? No.

Concerning me sending my friends to attack people I don’t like--um, no?? God, I would never, ever ask my friends to do that for fear of retaliation against them. I can say with the utmost confidence that my friends are fiercely protective, very loyal, and they will voluntarily stand up and defend me without me asking them to. They all know I love them to death and I appreciate them all so much. They have my back, and I have theirs. I don’t send them to say anything on my behalf--they do that all on their own, and I sure as hell ain’t gonna stop ‘em. People can argue that I have them fight my battles for me, but I disagree. They are my allies, my reinforcements, my backup when I grow weary. Every battle needs them, no? I hope they know that they are so appreciated, very loved, and they have my undying gratitude. I don’t expect them to defend me either, and they know it. All I ask is that they support me in my time of need, and the fact that they rise up to the occasion without question, defend me, support me and protect me at all costs just goes to show what kind of amazing, wonderful people they are and I wouldn’t trade them for the world.

Regarding the statement that I attacked Seth himself. As I mentioned before, I have no goddamn clue who this guy is. I didn’t even know he existed before my anon friend notified me, and browsing his profile gleans zero recognition. So where the hell is he pulling this shit from? Oh, and I would love to see these proposed screenshots that are “too detailed to post,” mind you, depicting me attacking him. I will show anyone who asks a screenshot of my messages, both on here and on Facebook if they want proof. And I never delete them either--I have messages from like...2015 or some shit.

The discord chat. Seth has conveniently failed to mention the fact that OIY himself joined that chat, and deliberately went through every single channel and searched my name. He found messages I had sent last year that don’t prove anything other than the fact that I think his “beautiful edits” are bogus, but that’s it. Nothing else. My friends and I discussed it briefly, but we never “talked shit” about him. So once more, he’s pulling false facts out of his ass to make me seem like such a horrible person.

I’m not even going to touch the “he never steals artwork and gives credit” because I have some strong opinions on that, but would rather not get into it since this post isn’t about that.

“I make fun of his cosplay and looks.” I”m assuming he’s referring to that post of OIY in full cosplay with fake black eyebrows. Despite my best efforts, I couldn’t find the actual post anywhere on this site, so I suspect it might have been deleted, but if anyone is truly curious, here’s a screenshot that was attached to the above post. So after viewing that, someone please enlighten me how saying “Thanks, I hate it” is, in fact, making fun of his cosplay and/or looks? Yeah, I haven’t a clue, either. But whatever, go off, I guess.

“I make up lies and brainwashes everyone into thinking it’s truth.” Well, shit, guys, why didn’t somebody tell me I can brainwash people? Because this sure as hell is news to me. What lies are these, exactly? Any idea? No? Hmmm. Welp, anyway, I can attest that this is also false. If I can magically brainwash people I sure as shit wouldn’t be working a job that barely gets me by. And who do I lie to? My friends already support me and carry the same opinions, so it can’t be them. And I take pains to avoid anything and everything that has to do with OIY just for this exact purpose because it’s a pain in my ass. I don’t like the guy. Big fucking whoop. Who cares. Grow the fuck up and move on, Jesus Christ. So, no, you can bet your ass I’m not spreading around lies to random strangers about something I give zero fucks about.

There. I think I addressed everything in that atrocity of a paragraph. The comments on that post are less than pleasant - I’ll spare you the details, but most of them included various degrading names and ridiculous statements - and I find myself just...incredulous that these people, who don’t even know me, so readily agree with something that has no basis of fact. It astounds me that they accept this bullshit as truth just because someone says it is without seeing for themselves first. Talk about blind faith. Very misguided/misinformed blind faith.

It truly does sadden me that people are so quick to judge without getting facts, but that’s the way of the world, isn’t it.

Moving on, I suppose this post can be considered as an open letter to Seth Whiterun, and any of OIY’s followers that happen to see this. So please, feel free to reblog this all you want. Reblog it once, twice, ten times. I want them to see it. I want to right the wrong that Seth has so callously dealt me and have the chance to defend myself given that he made a post to a group that I am not a part off like a damned coward, knowing there was little chance of me seeing it.

Well, surprise, Seth Whiterun. I saw it.

I want them to come to me. This directly involves me, no one else. What right does Seth have to say any of that? Absolutely none.

I am tired of this. How many times do I have to put up with this? This is so mentally exhausting and I just want to be left alone. Again and again I’m having to deal with this complete and utter bullshit because some asshat with a hero complex decides that it’s his job to “warn” the community of this toxic person with, need I remind you, zero evidence in which to prove himself with. Or at least evidence with any credible standing.

This entire situation is old. Am I dealing with children? Why can’t they just let sleeping dogs lie and put it behind them? I sure as hell have - or at least I’m trying to, but then shit like this happens and I’m dragged right the fuck back into it because of course I’m not going to just sit there and let this guy slander my name. Did he think I was going to remain quiet about this? WRONG.

Now that I’ve said my piece, I want to implore you my dear followers and friends, please, please, please DO NOT contact Seth Whiterun or Official Inuyasha. I understand if you get angry on my behalf, but please, I don’t want to get you mixed up in this. If Seth has the balls to confront me himself, or one of OIY’s followers, or even the guy himself, then by all means, they are free to come forward and we can discuss like this adults. Otherwise, please don’t go attacking Seth or OIY because that will just affirm to them that I do send my friends after them, and I really don’t want that.

I think that about covers it. I wanted it to be known that if you happen to hear any of this bullshit, please be aware that it is untrue, and I am more than happy to answer any question directly. Message me. Send an ask. I will clear up any confusion or misinformation. Don’t assume something is true just because you read it somewhere--get the facts from the source first.

There you have it. Grow a pair, Seth, and confront me yourself.

I’ll be waiting.

#dammit keiz #DO NOT REBLOG

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