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deviantartdramahub · 1 year

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Hello! Gelly again! I have another big speech of some sort, but first I wanna say that I forgot something in my last one, oops haha. So another example of hypocrisy with sock-puppets on DA Drama Now is that one of their followers, Doctor Ray, made countless "Kylo-Ren" accounts to harass our friend, Club. And yet, they're wrongly attacking Sam for the same thing.

So, the other thing I intend to tackle this evening is how this group is falsely saying they "want to help me" when in reality they're just trying to scare and manipulate me. I have quite a lot of proof and cases to demonstrate this.

So for start, as you can see here: https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/tagged/gellygirl

They made a whole ass tag for me. They made this so whenever they talk shit on me, they can tag my name for people to click and see everything else they said about me. They likely did this for easy access proof I'm a bad person, the same thing they do to other victims of this group. Sure, you can go "Bro it's just tagging" but notice how they only do this to people they're against. You don't see them tagging Morothias, do you? But yeah, I can admit this is probably my weakest proof, which is one of the reasons why I listed it first.

The 2nd instance of proof I have is them having no problem threatening me with bad things that could happen to me: https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/tagged/gellygirl (This one's debatable as the best proof, as the threat seems to be more of a warning, and this person isn't acting too malicious towards me. Though I'd appreciate it if they'd act less condescending, lol.) https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/post/704925080424251392/wow-of-course-the-sick-fuck-club-would-take (threatening me my good friend would betray me. I haven't made one status thing on my DA, yet he continues to be a wonderful friend.) https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/post/708006114919399424/i-unfollowed-and-blocked-gelly-what-she-did-was (I know I already talked about this post, but it applies here as well for obvious reasons. Yes, the threat is non-sensical, but it's still a threat to report my account and get me in trouble. Another thing to add about this, if they were truly trying to help me, they wouldn't let my reputation get hurt by this, and stick up for me at least a little. But yet Evie happily posts it there with no comment, letting the user say whatever about me. It's also one of the posts that are sexualizing my drawing by calling it a fetish art, but we'll talk about that later...)

https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/post/704836510984372224/laughing-my-rump-off-one-of-clubbys-pals-gelly (And finally, this one. This one's just disgusting and horrible. I expressed to Club long ago how upset and uncomfortable this post made me feel. As this person laughs as they say he'll choke me and take me away. Not to mention no one ever showed slight remorse in the group that I was horrified by this statement. Dear. Fucking. God.)

Another reason that it's obvious that they aren't trying to help me is their willingness to insult me. Insulting someone while saying you're trying to help them is toxic as FUCK. It's way too obvious they're trying to manipulate me, and make me feel small so they can scoop me up away from my friends and use me. Evidence: https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/post/704922897775542273/gellygirl-you-are-a-fool-for-a-minor-other-kids ( Here someone's calling me a fool, calling me unintelligent because I don't jump to conclusions and immediately abandon a friend like some people do.)

https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/post/704925080424251392/wow-of-course-the-sick-fuck-club-would-take (Already talked about this post, but yeah, here's them once again referring to me as a "foolish kid.")

https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/post/705009194279043072/disgusting-i-see-that-club-now-has-watched (Someone calling me stubborn bc I don't listen to their bullshit lol.)

And finally, the last reason why I know they aren't trying to help me. They refuse to hear me out and listen to what I have to say unless it's helping their word. The main evidence of this is them accusing a friend that is YOUNGER than me of taking advantage of me and making me draw fetish art. They refuse to consider the fact that hypnotism can be in a non-sexual context, and are making me and my friend out to be fetish artists when we are BOTH MINORS. I knew Lina for a while, and never ONCE did I see her use hypnotism in a sexual way. Neither in RPs or fan-art of hers. The way she uses it is either one of her evil OCs using it to get minions to take over the world, a classic fun story used in lots of fiction. And when it's used by good OCs, they simply use it to calm chaotic characters down. Oh, and one of her OCs in the fan-art they're sexualizing IS A CHILD CHARACTER! Lina confirmed her to be 14! So not only are they sexualizing a minor's art while accusing another of having a fetish, THEY'RE SEXUALIZING ART WITH A CHILD CHARACTER IN IT! All while they refuse to hear me out. Evidence: https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/post/707728661508472832/i-feel-bad-for-that-gelly-kid-shes-definitely (The shit-stain that dragged Lina into the drama in the first place.) https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/post/707830463335628800/someone-should-warn-gelly-she-drew-fetish-art-im

https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/post/707975406018592768/gelly-instead-of-saying-we-were-wrong-quit-acting (Okay, Lina's not the person who blocked me. The person who did was actually Sam due to a misunderstanding.But we made up and are friends now, so don't worry. She fortunately doesn't even know about the drama going on, and I want to keep it that way. She deserves better than to be dragged into this mess.)

https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/post/708083771187019776/wanna-bet-how-much-club-will-try-to-request-diaper (Now they're saying Club will request fetish art bc of the stupid shit that was started. He was just comforting me after something stressful happened, you creepy sickos, leave us alone.)

https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/post/708083897300402176/funny-that-you-have-this-in-your-favs-gelly-yet (Ah, and finally we have this. This post right here implies they think I genuinely support pedophilia now. Holy fucking shit XD No, hons, ofc not, I support in having ACTUAL pedos get their ass kicked, not a innocent man who wants to make friends and educate those of the importance of helping those with special needs.)

Well...Oh boy that was a lot. I'm sure there's more examples of them manipulating me but I'm sure we can agree this post shows enough, and I feel it's way too long now, haha. Anyways, I hope this post shows some people who are still confused about supporting DA Drama Now how they manipulate their victims.I want them to know it won't work. I know they think I'm a complete idiot and they can easily manipulate me, but they'll never drag me to their side. It makes me sad, I truly wish I was the only one who had to deal with this.

-Gelly.

When reading this I thought about that too. The hypocrisy (or "seeming" hypocrisy, in the off-chance they have a good defense about it and why this doesn't affect the worthiness of the support given to them through the followers of the DA user Morothias) about Doctor Ray and his participation in raiding would be (aside from their KiwiFarms affiliations) the most glaring/discouraging to us. Their idea of helping people is conquest. And yeah tagging can be used for good or bad; I tag people so it's less backbiting-esque for recurring peoples. But then again, they have a written hate list, as if a group about justice would write one. So there is a greater chance they aren't as well-intentioned when tagging. True peacemakers would not readily resort to extortion or ridicule.

We here promise to stand with you against their tactics.

#Eve #Soderlund

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cathuniverse · 7 years

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#don't add on my posts and be a condescending ass #don't be a harry hater in your tags???#the fuck do I look like? popfan?#you're all blocked

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ourlordapollo · 5 years

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I don't know what "TERF dogwhistles" are and at this point I'm too afraid to ask

#before anyone gets up my ass those arent scare quotes theyre uhhh normal quotes #because that is the terminology i have seen multiple times #all these posts like "don't reblog posts that contain terf dogwhistles'#then dont tell you what they are and add some stupid condescending bullshit like 'do your own research'#the fuck am i supposed to do? google is useless in scenarios like this #anyway i hate terfs and i would LOVE to avoid posts with 'terf dogwhistles' but i literally don't know what the fuck they are

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toxins-monsters · 3 years

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xxisxxisxxis · 3 years

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Gateway Drug | Part Eighty-Three [Pt. 1]

Part Eighty-Three [Pt. 2]

A/N: There's 2 parts to this chapter because the post was way long. Part Eighty-Four will be posted tomorrow night. I love yall and hope you enjoy, goodnight!!

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"The ambulance is on the way." I hear someone say over the noise of the running water and the blood throbbing in my ears from my mind racing.

My heart feels like it's about to burst, my lungs feel flat, like they don't have the muscle to expand and let me catch my breath.

Duff's t-shirt that I'm wearing is soaked with freezing cold water, Nikki's grayish-yellow skin now blue…

We've been trying to get him to wake up.

Slash is passed out, being knocked out by his girlfriend, Sally, once he realized what was happening and had a drunk meltdown.

Me, Sally, Duff and Steven get Nikki from the cold shower and get him back in the living room floor, tearing at his shirt and the buttons fly off.

"Holy shit." Steven says just under his breath as I go to start cpr but I'm stopping when my hands hit something like ice.

I quickly see what it is and I nearly fall back.

It's my crucifix that I thought I had lost when I left it in Duff's hotel room a couple months ago…

TWELVE HOURS AGO

"Nikki's getting home later than the rest of the guys." Karen informs me as I finish wiping down the kitchen counter.

"Why?" I ask and she sighs.

"He told me he missed the flight."

"Of course he did." I mumble and she sighs.

"Well, after that stunt he pulled, I'm surprised he's even getting to come home." She states and I furrow my brows.

"What stunt?"

"Doc didn't tell you?"

"No?"

"...Nikki and the guys were on a bullet train and something riled Nikki up and he threw a bottle of Jack at a window and it busted and got all over the passengers, then when they got stopped and the cops got ahold of him, Tommy punched one of them so they'd take him, too." She explains.

Am I surprised, no. Shocked, no. Disappointed, no. Annoyed? Yes.

"They are so freaking embarrassing." I sneer to myself.

"Oh, the worst part is what he told the police chief, in Doc's words, 'if my balls were on your chin, where would my dick be?'"

I widen my eyes, blinking slowly.

"He said the man couldn't understand exactly what he said so the translator told him Nikki said he was very sorry and they got off." She adds.

"Of course they did."

She just looks at me for a moment before letting out a soft breath.

"Vivian, do you think...even the slightest chance you two can--"

"--If there was a chance, I would've gone to Japan with them." I tell her.

She's quiet.

"I need to feed the dog." I say to her, dismissively, and as if on cue, Whisky is darting in here. "Hey, baby!" I pipe, excitedly, still feeling Karen's gaze on me before she steps out of the kitchen. "Mommy's trying not to kill Daddy." I tell him, pouring his food in his bowl. "She's really trying."

A couple hours later, I'm putting makeup on to go meet Duff when the phone starts ringing.

"Hello?" I answer it in the bedroom, sitting on the bed.

"Hey, beautiful, it's Robbin." I hear from the other side and I roll my eyes, chuckling.

"Hey, beautiful, what's up?" I reply in the same tone.

"Nothin'." He replies. "I was wondering if your daddy was home, yet?" He asks in reference to Nikki and I scoff.

"My father is at home with my mother, probably praying or reading the Bible or secretly listening to The Cult records in the garage." I reply.

"You know who I'm talking about, c'mon." He laughs.

"No, Robbin, your boyfriend isn't home yet." I tell him.

"Do you know when he will be?"

"Not too long from now, probably."

"Well, when he gets in, tell him to gimme a call."

"I might not be here but I'll leave a note."

"Where you going?" He asks.

"Out."

"With who?"

"Robbin."

"Why don't you ever come see me anymore? I haven't hung out with you in months."

"Because I don't party and that's all you like to do at night."

"Well, bring your ass with Sixx when he comes tonight."

"Robbin--"

"--Please, for me?"

"I'll think about it, alright?"

"Okay, just don't forget to get him to call me." He reminds me and I nod.

"I will."

"See you later...maybe."

"Later."

We hang up and I groan and fall back on the bed, looking at myself in the mirrored ceiling, before calling Duff to postpone our plans by a couple hours so I can go hangout with Nikki and Robbin.

Once I'm dressed, I fall back on the bed, waiting for Nikki to get in…

I turn over on my stomach and reach for the little radio clock on his side of the bed, my finger pulling the switch on.

Dopey Christmas music filters through the room and I turn it back off, sighing.

Whisky jumps up on the bed with me and I sit up so he doesn't lick my makeup off, giggling at his happy-go-lucky demeanor, but something's off in his eyes.

"He'll be back tonight, baby." I promise, scratching at his chin. "I miss him, too, you know? I know that's hard to believe but I do." I admit to him and he blinks at me. "And if you tell anybody, I won't give you table scraps anymore." I add, the corners of my mouth tugging.

I kiss his head, leaving a smudge of lipstick and I wince, forgetting I even had the stuff on.

"Oops." I go to the bathroom and get a wet washcloth, srubbing it off his fur as best as a I can.

That's when I hear the door open and slam, and I exhale, standing up, tossing the cloth aside and peeking my head out of the bedroom door to see if it's Karen or Nikki.

"Hey," I say to him and he looks at me.

He looks like absolute hell.

"You can stop looking at me like that." He mumbles and I try to speak but can't find the words.

"Sorry." I finally get it out and he goes to the bathroom and shuts the door.

I hear the shower start and I thank God because he smells horrendous.

I light a few scented candles while he's in there, trying to clear out the smell.

Then I try to search his suitcase for drugs, to no avail.

"I threw them out before I got to the airport." He says and I freeze up, sighing when he reaches past me and grabs the suitcase, tugging it to the floor before grabbing at my waist, making me turn around to face him.

I just try to keep my expression neutral, not knowing if he's in a mood or not.

"You smell better." I tell him to avoid an awkward silence as we're uncomfortably close.

"Yeah, so do you." He replies and I roll my eyes, about to move out of his grasp. "Wait, wait, no, no, c'mere." He grabs at me tighter, holding me still, chuckling boyishly and I give a sharp breath.

"You're high," I state, trying to nudge him away from me to give me some space.

"Hey, I'm being nice." His expression shifts, eyes cutting at me, mouth snarling.

"Nikki--"

"--No, when I'm pissed you get bitchy and when I'm in a good mood you get bitchy. You're just a fucking bitch. Always have been. Always will be." He snatches himself away, kicking the suitcase out of his way.

"I'd rather be a bitch than a junkie." I reply as he goes to the bathroom and he's turning around in milliseconds.

"Fuck you!" He shouts, grabbing my jaw, forcing my back down to the mattress, "fuck you, you condescending, manipulative, evil little witch!" He barks in my face and I keep myself as calm as I can, not wanting to make it worse.

I shouldn't have even called him a junkie to begin with.

I knew how he'd react.

"Don't you ever call me that again, Vivian, do you fucking understand me?! I'm tired of it! I'm tired of your shit and your endless whining when I started shooting up because of you in the first fucking place and I keep shooting up just to escape from the reality that I'm fucking married to a twisted, sick, sneaky cunt like you!"

My eyes water, a lump in my throat…

"Then divorce me." I let out weakly, my voice cracking. "If I'm so awful then just leave me, Nikki."

He looks at me, tears in his own eyes, before he gets off of me and goes to the bathroom to finish getting ready.

NIKKI

I thought couldn't do that. Even when I was miserable with her, I was in love with her. That's contradictory to how I acted and treated her but it wasn't necessarily an endless doting, constant lovey-dovey, in love, thing. It was a poisonous, constant merry-go-round and anytime I would try to get off she'd pull me on again without even realizing it. She'd wear a hot dress, or laugh, or smile, or do something for me, or just say 'Nikki', and fuck, I'd be on her again. The Duff thing wasn't even on my mind that night. I got home, saw she was there, went inside and saw her and it took everything in me not to fall to my fucking knees...only for her to call me a junkie. I shouldn't have grabbed her like that, but at that point I was tired of the going around and around, spinning, dizzy, exhausted from puking...she wouldn't leave me. So I was trying to scare her off.

I realized after my overdose that there was no scaring her off. She was as sick as I was, she needed help like I did, and until we got it we would still be on the ride. That's when I filed for divorce. I thought of it as my final, "I love you," because I really did it for her, knowing she wouldn't file after I OD'd. We were torturing ourselves at that point. We both needed to just get away from one another. And we did.

"You coming or not, Vivian, c'mon!" I call into the house when the car gets here, rolling my eyes as she takes her sweet, precious time, deliberately, staring me in the eye as she slowly steps to the door, her brow raised, red lips keeping restraint from curling at the sight of me.

When she walks past, I'm tempted to rear back and hit her ass as hard as my hand can muster, just to see her look at me with her unamused, pissy little look she gives me when I'm being an asshole.

We get in the back of the limo and she sits as far away from me as possible.

It's silent on the way to town, the light flittering, through the windows in the back cast light over her face every now and then...we'd be in the floor tearing at clothes by now if this was three years ago.

Fuck.

How the hell did we go from not getting enough of each other to fucking despising each other?

Again, like I've been doing all year, I remind myself it's because I fucked up with Vanity.

I hope she doesn't tell Vivian I called her in Japan...It's like I really miss her or anything, I was just lonely and Vivian wasn't taking my calls.

She was under Duff, the demon in my ear laughs out and I look at Vivian again, seeing her quickly look away from me as if she'd get caught for staring.

I wonder what she's thinking about right now...I wonder if she really has been with Duff this whole I haven't been home.

Not that I have room to bitch, I spent my whole time in Japan with my head in drugs--which might as well be a fucking mistress.

I give her one last glance before clearing my throat and leaning my head back to rest my eyes for a moment.

Soon, we stop, and the door flings open, Robbin, Slash, some chick, and Steven all pile in, Vivian scooting over so there's more room for everyone to sit.

I go to the other window, letting Slash and the girl I'm assuming is with him get beside me.

Vivian's between Robbin and Steven, and it's evident they've been having some fun before meeting us.

"Sixx!" Robbin lets out, kicking the seat I'm in.

"King!" I reply, kicking his seat, and he chuckles.

"How was Japan?" He asks, rubbing his nose.

"I barely remember." I admit with a laugh and he joins me, nodding.

"Nikki, this is Sally." Slash tells me next and I lean over him to see her.

She's pretty hot.

"Nice to meet you." She tells me.

She's Scottish...interesting.

I hear Vivian giggle and I peek out the corner of my eye and see Robbin whispering something in her ear, and she elbows him, jokingly.

"You are, just saying." He says to her and she rolls her eyes. "Just get more and more beautiful the longer I go without seeing you." He adds.

"Shut up." She nudges him.

"You are." He chuckles.

"Sleepy is what I am." She states as Steven tells me something, and I try to hear him, but I'm too focused on what Robbin's going on about.

"Here," he reaches in his pocket and pulls out a baggie of coke, grabbing his keys and getting some on the tip of it, holding it up to her nose.

She wrinkles her nose and shoos him away.

"No, no, no." She shakes her head.

"C'mon."

"No." She keeps her voice light but stern and he lowers it and looks at her with a smirk on his lips.

Next thing I know, she's laughing out, "Robbin, stop," while King's dumping the dab of coke on the smooth skin of her tit that's pushed up slightly in her strapless dress.

She squeals and laughs as he snorts it off, I guess because the scratch of his five o'clock shadow tickles or she just gets off on making me mad, then he starts quickly trailing little kisses up her cheek to her ear and she tries to put her ear to her shoulder, laughing more when his other hand tickles at her stomach…he's nearly got her laid out on the seat.

My foot makes contact with his stomach and I'm nearly barking when I say, "sit your ass down, Robbin," sharply, making it clear I'm not bullshitting him.

"I was just playing, Sixx, damn." He sniffles, wiping his nose.

"You don't 'play' like that." I throw at him.

An intense silence falls over all of us and Vivian just brushes what's left of the coke off of her chest and straightens her dress before giving him a soft, reassuring smile.

Great. Is she fucking him, too?

When we get to the Cathouse, Vivian stays close to Steven and eventually Sally when the two of them warm up to each other.

We make it up to V.I.P. and Viv makes a point to try to avoid sitting beside me.

But I wait for her to sit and I'm sitting right beside her with a smug smirk while she glares at me.

"What's wrong, baby?" I lean into her ear and ask over the loud music and she just shakes her head.

I pat myself on the back when she eventually gets up, mumbling about the bathroom, and leaves us.

After a few (several) lines of blow, I head to the bathroom to piss, deciding to stop by the women's restroom to see what the hell Vivian's doing.

She probably snuck out of the window.

I hear the very faint but distinct sound of Vivian crying, guilt stabbing at me.

I think I took it too far earlier when I called her those shitty things.

I just go to the men's bathroom and splash my face with water, the buzzing of coke beginning to numb my mind, thoughts of my imploding marriage, band, and life, being locked up and discarded into a black sea of, "it can wait."

One thing is retrieved, though, thrown a life line and brought back from the depths.

I look at myself in the mirror, staring myself down as if saying, "don't you fucking do it."

Once the high kicks in, I can just feel Sikki scrape me from control, locking me away momentarily.

Next thing I know, I'm standing in the women's bathroom, Vivian still sniffling in the stall...I don't think she knows I'm in here.

"I got you this far, you fuck." The demon snarls in my ear.

I swallow and clear my throat, making Vivian go silent.

"Viv, what the fuck's wrong, now?" I ask and she sighs, staying quiet.

"Nothing, Nikki." She says and I scoff, rubbing my jaw.

"It's clearly not 'nothing' because I heard you blubbering the past ten minutes." I point out and she opens the stall, door, looking me dead in the eye before pushing past me.

"A lot on my mind, alright?" She mumbles, going to the sink and I lean against the stall, crossing my arms.

"Like what?"

"I don't wanna talk about it, Nikki." She tells me, trying to wipe the smeared mascara away.

"Well, I can't read your mind, Vivian, so if you're upset with me about something th--"

Her head hangs low, a small sob coming from her throat, tears dropping into the sink, her hands white-knuckling the side of the porcelain…

"I'm upset with you about everything." She admits to me, sorrow lacing her words.

I haven't seen her like this since Vanity aired our dirty laundry out.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner? Why didn't you act like--" she cuts herself off, and I realize she's referring to me telling her I loved her while I was in Japan.

"Where were you, Vivian?" I ask her out of nowhere, getting defensive.

"Where was I?" She turns to look at me, wiping her tears, rolling her jaw. "Where were you?" She snaps at me. "Where have you been the last four years?" She asks me.

"I'm not doing this shit here." I grumble, turning to go.

"You asked me what was wrong, Nikki, and I'm telling you what's wrong because you asked--"

"--I also asked where you've been while I've been out of town, Vivian!" I turn on my heel, snarling.

"I've been at home, Nikki!" She yells back. "I've been here, and I've been here for six years! Thinking you'd be right here with me but you're not! That's what's wrong! I've wasted six years of my life on someone who--"

"--You wasted six years of your life?!" I laugh out humorlessly. "How the fuck do you think I feel? How many things I've missed out on because, 'oh, nah, my wife wouldn't like that'?!" I scream.

"Must not have been too bad because you sure as hell weren't passing up the opportunity to have a year and half long affair with Vanity!" She wretches and it takes everything in me not to tell her I know about her little thing she has going with Duff.

"Ya know what, I felt bad for calling you an evil bitch and a cunt earlier but fuck it, you are." I reach for the door and I feel something hit at my back, her heel hitting the floor by my boots.

I turn at glare at her, her emerald eyes lined black, thick lashes blinking slowly, lips parted slightly as she takes in a heavy breath.

I take a step to her, then another and she steps back to the sink.

When our lips meet, I'm putting her on the sink, wasting no time to get her dress pushed up her legs.

"Wait, wait, wait," she gasps out, nudging me away while I unbuckle my belt.

I catch my breath as she gets off the sink and turns around, looking at me in the mirror.

I just lift her dress and bend her over, pulling her panties to the side before--

"God, you are so high." She grumbles, pulling me from my imagination, picking her heel up and shoving past me.

Damn her.

I follow after her back to the guys, and within another hour, once she realizes she's just going to be babysitting us--since she's not fun enough to participate in the coke, pills, and booze--she stands up.

"I'm about to head home." She tells us, and the boys groan.

"Oh, c'mon, Viv!" Steven complains as she leans down to hug him and tell him bye.

"I'm tired, Stevie." She states, chuckling, wrapping her arms around Slash's neck from behind him, and he pats her hand.

"See ya," he tells her.

"Bye." She says. "It was nice to meet you." She says to Sally, next.

"You, too." Sally replies.

"C'mere, c'mere, c'mere!" Robbin calls over the music and she raises a brow and stand behind him, leaning over to see what he wants.

He just grabs her hand and puts it over his heart.

"You feel that?" He asks her.

"Yeah, it feels like you're about to go into cardiac arrest." She comments.

"It's because of you." He dopily replies and she rolls her eyes and pushes at his chest, shaking her head.

"You're a mess." She tells him and he kisses the top of her hand.

"Goodnight, Viv, it was good to see you again." He tells her.

"It was good to see you, too." She replies, smiling, before pulling away. "Bye, Nikki." She says to me in passing.

"Fuck you, too!" I call after her as she heads to the stairs.

The next time I'd see her, she'd be trying to help Sally, Duff, and Steven resuscitate me, and eventually trying to throw herself from the balcony in an attempt to not be left behind while I moved on to where ever the hell we go when we die, begging me not to leave her. I didn't, thanks to adrenaline...but even if I did die, if I had anything to do with it, I still wouldn't have left her.

#nikki sixx #nikki sixx x oc #nikki sixx fanfiction #gateway drug

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runela9 · 3 years

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Alright, folks. This is gonna be a long post and I'm rather piqued, so if you're sensitive to drama or just dgf, I'd recommend skipping this one.

If you're curious enough to read this, here's a quick backstory. User tinybed left a rude comment on a (genuinely funny) joke about positively recovering from mental illness. @dungeons-and-dragonborns replied basically saying "hey, maybe don't shit on people's coping mechanisms?" tinybed immediately made an ass of themselves and tried to start a fight. Which they lost. Badly.

So I come in, see what looks like a kid starting drama because they misunderstand tumblr as a concept, and try to explain somethings to tinybed. I summarized the thread, offered some real world comparisons for context, told them what they did wrong, and suggested they look back at their behavior with a clear head and reconsider acting like that. I'll add screenshots of the original thread in the comments

Apparently tinybed did not like this suggestion. And apparently I was incorrect in assuming that they would either take my advice or ignore me, like literally anyone else would. Nope. They tried to start shit.

Unfortunately, I ascribe to the philosophy of "do no harm, but take no shit." So imma spill the tea.

@tinybed I tried to talk to you like a rational adult, but apparently you have the maturity level of a sixth grade girl, so let me try a language you might be able to understand. You wanna go? Let's fucking go.

Essay? Bitch, that shit was five paragraphs. 316 words. I could have fit it in three tweets. If you think that constitutes an essay then your lexile score is lower than I thought.

You hid my reply and then screenshoted parts of it so you could vague about me. Well, guess what bitch? I noticed.

The advice I gave in my original comment was genuine; I do hope everyone with trauma heals from it and relaxing by doing things you enjoy is a great way to clear your head and get some perspective.

I'm also being completely genuine right now, when I advise you to go fuck yourself, in the ass, with a cactus.

And I didn't go to "cycle analysis school," whatever the hell that is. But I am a psychologist, you condescending little fuck. I mainly work in elementary special education, but fortunately I have enough experience with kindergarteners to know a tantrum throwing brat when I see one.

As for your cutesy hashing, you're right. I'm not "completely normal." I have a laundry list of neurodivergencies and mental illnesses. But at least I don't have Terminal Brain Rot or Insufferable Asshole Syndrome, like you apparently do. But, whatever. Congratulations on cyberbullying an autistic woman on tumblr.

...or trying to, at least. Cause you couldn't even do that right. Those little "memes" you made of me were so bad I actually felt sorry for you. For a second, before I remembered what a massive tool you are. Honestly, it might have been less pathetic if you'd used a goddamn minion meme ripped from Facebook.

And a couple of shitty gifs with the same sentence on top?

These are deeply terrible, and you know it. That, or you know what a massive shitheel you're being. Why else would you disable the comments? You knew you'd get criticism and your fragile little ego couldn't take it because you're a fucking coward and afraid of the consequences of your own stupid-ass behavior.

I physically couldn't give less shits about whether or not you want to shave your head. That's a perfectly valid hairstyle and lots of people look great with no hair, regardless of gender.

No, I was actually referring to the bits where you said "...one of the most insane times of my life where i was least secure in myself" and where you compared people who call themselves sexy to "a chimpanzee begging for its life" immediately after calling yourself sexy.

Generally, functional people don't respond to innocuous comments with that level of vitriol unless they have some kind of personal trauma associated with it. So between your incomprehensible rage, irrational behavior, and that chimpanzee post, I just figured you had some issues with self image.

But I shouldn't have assumed, and I apologize for that. Clearly, you don't have any trauma, you're just a seething pustule of hatred, poorly masquerading as a human being.

Careful, that superiority complex you're using as a crutch won't support the weight of your immense self-esteem issues for much longer. Eventually you'll have to face yourself in the mirror, whether you broke it or not, and you're going to see a depressed chimpanzee looking back.

#rant #rant post #drama #long post #callout post #i guess?#the girls are fighting #i prefer to take the highroad #but seriously fuck this person

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seddillium · 4 years

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Anyone want to hear about the drama that happened at work today?

I'm on mobile so I cannot add a read more yet so bear with me

I came into work at 12:30, 2 of my coworkers were already here and they immediately ask me if I've been on facebook today. I don't have facebook

So they explain that earlier, 1 of my coworkers answered a call and the guy was asking about ordering a certain appliance and gave her the model number

We use item numbers in the store so the model number wouldn't pull anything up

So this guy gets pissy with her and says he'll just call this other appliance store in town. Apparently has no trouble giving them the item number, not the model number like he told to my coworker

On facebook he posts this long rant about the store, and about how she was being very condescending (just telling him it was the wrong number) and that the manager was there and parroted her the whole time (it was the managers day off)

So this blows up, this post gets like 25 comments of people all complaining about things that has nothing to do with us

"They charged me $210 delivery fee" (the delivery fee is ALWAYS $89 so this was an outright lie)

"When I went in they all just stared at me/they're too concerned with tools to help customers" (we greet every customer who walks in and help them to the best of our ability, if they are just browsing we back off and do other things then ask them if they have questions about 10 minutes later)

"I ordered a freezer and they said it would be 4 weeks out. After 4 weeks they say it'll be another 3 weeks" (this is a problem with our warehouse, shipping, and the fact that EVERYWHERE in the county is having trouble getting freezers--we cannot do anything about this)

"It's all children and young people. It's not just sears, it's every store" (ok boomer)

"They couldn't refund my order" (they used the sears website which is completely separate from our store, we could not refund them)

"I couldn't even tell who works there because they all speak and dress casually" (this company doesn't provide us with shirts, and would you rather us be stiff? We try to be somewhat professional but it's like they want us to be robots)

There was a lot more but I don't remember and I refuse to get on facebook

So my other coworker texts our manager, tells him the situation, and he, on his day off, comes into town to ask her what happened, and then Goes Off on the guy who made the post

He was respectful, but he did call him out on the blatant lies and asked the guy to respond or call the store, which he did, and he promised to take the post down but it's been a few hours and he still hasn't

Our manager left, and my coworkers started talking about how working here is an embarrassment because 1. Everyone's issues are with sears corporate and not us, because sears fucked over a bunch of people and now they can't get contracts and we can't get products, but we are the face of the company currently and 2. This is a very elderly, conservative, racist, trump supporting town and these are the customers we have coming into the store, so they're gonna have problems with us and none of us are really holding our tongues when someone's being a fucking ass

So yeah

I turned in my 2 week notice on sunday, may 9th is my last day, our manager had an interview with another job and will take it if they offer a better salery, and all my coworkers are considering quitting because this place isn't worth it

#im not as bothered as my coworkers #i find this amusing more than anything because i simply dont care about this job or the company #but i get that theyre all frustrated and have every right to be #they as in my coworkers #fuck everyone else in this town

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Can I ask for a bit of advice? Recently someone reblogged a fic of mine and added a HUGE condescending critique on their blog. This critique was probably about as long as the fic. I think they were trying to be helpful, and I can see their point even if I don't wholly agree, BUT I didn't ask for concrit, it was just for fun, and it hurt my feelings. Is it necessary to acknowledge the comment at all? Is there a way to discourage this behavior? It makes me not want to post more fic.

Aw, anon-- I’m sorry this happened to you! People can be a bit rude and entitled, and IMO, reblogging with critique is even worse than leaving a comment on AO3 bc it’s more public. Like, only the authors reads AO3 comments where as reblogging on a tumblr is an invitation for others to join the conversation. Basically, I think you’re right to be annoyed. I would be pissed too, especially if the critique was as long as the fic. Like wtf, dude.

As for response, well, you have lots of options! I’ve seen many different ones. Some people like to reblog their comment with a simple “Thanks, but I didn’t ask for critique”; others like to go more into why this is rude and uncalled for. If the person was acting in good faith, then hopefully either of those options would cause them to apologize, delete, and not repeat the behavior.

However, unfortunately, sometimes something as simple as this on tumblr can start up The Discourse. The person might dig in or get defensive/aggressive and try to defend themselves (when really all you needed was a “Sorry! Won’t do it again!”) and it can snowball. You get lots of lovely people rushing to your aid, for sure, but it can just be a huge pain in the ass.

My preferred method is to find a friend and rant about it to them in private. All bad or rude commenters get ruthlessly made fun of by yours truly and Leda Ledserelli in private. I say something like “Dude, can you believe this jerk?”, Leds says something like “Hold on im reading the comment... omg what a fucking LOSER” and then we talk about how terrible their lives must be that they are reduced to this level of activity and this continues until I feel about rolling my eyes and ignoring them. Laughing at would-be trolls or rude people I find to be the most satisfying way of dealing with them.

So in short, I would say you are not obligated to reply or respond to the commenter at all. Just ignoring it will probably make it die faster than any other option. HOWEVER, if you are not an “ignore it” type of person, then feel free to reblog and add one of the other options-- or send them a private message and see how that goes! Know that you are in the right on this one-- if you didn’t say you wanted critique, you shouldn’t be getting it. Especially not in a place as public as a reblog. Please don’t let it stop you from posting your work! For every one rude person there is on tumblr, there are many, many more lovely, nice people who I’m sure loved reading it!

I hope this advice helped!

#petals attempts advice #if you want a long rambling reply to questions #now is the time #i actually finished that paper in TWO HOURS this morning #I'm feeling good #petals answers #fandom #fandom etiquette #dont leave critique people #just dont do it #unless its like a serious matter like racism or some big issue the person might have made an honest mistake on #and then do it PRIVATELY #be nice to your ff writers #or at least pick on big ones that dont give a fuuuck #Anonymous

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helly-watermelonsmellinfellon · 7 years

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Is there a nice way to point out typos and stuff? Because sometimes I see them and I want to tell the author but I don't want to seem mean. I figured that since you're an author you would be able to answer better than most people. Thanks.

Actually show where the typos are. So many people claim they saw errors but conveniently can’t remember where or just don’t want to go through the trouble of listing them, despiting going through the trouble of commenting on them. Authors take that as lying. Meaning trolling/flaming.

Also make sure that the author asked for con-crit. Not all authors want criticism and some are just writing to have fun and not get better. A lot of people make the mistake of assuming that every writer wants to become a better writer. A lot of them simply want to make their stories. If they were really worried about all those nit-picking errors, they’d publish novels and take classes, not write fanfic once a month.

If the person in question asked for people’s opinions and con-crit, then word it as kindly as possible, and provide the proof that something is messed up. On AO3 you can actually copy and paste the messed up text to show the authors.

Now, if it is about a fact you’re unsure of, do not try to correct the author until you’ve educated yourself on the matter. Someone once railed into me for stating that Hogwarts has around 1,000 students at any given time, and called me all manner of rude names. I sent them a message with links to JK Rowling’s admittance to such a fact and they tried to kiss my ass. I blocked them.

Do not make a comment if the subject is something you aren’t aware of or know anything about! I wrote a Deaf character. A Hearing person will never truly understand the full extent of what the D/deaf and HoH Community goes through. That was why I needed help from such people to make the character realistic. It stands to reason that only a person who is Deaf or Hard of Hearing, can truly determine whether or not the character is realistic and if my depiction of their Deafness is truth. Meaning the criticism and complaints from Hearing readers who’ve never experienced hearing loss and the issues that come with it, won’t mean shit. It’ll just be uneducated whining.

Finally, Grammar errors. I have shit Grammar. My English class consisted of Grammar & Punctuation, Spelling, Vocabulary, Poetry, and Literature. All crammed into one class. Each day of the week was dedicated to one subject for those 45 minutes. I know I have shit Grammar. While every other part of the class was filled with a straight A+, Grammar always came out to a C-. I had to do extra credit to level up my overall grade so Grammar didn’t drag me down. I am aware of my faults.

Fact is, not everyone is a Grammar nerd and when 1/5 of my readers don’t speak English as their first language, they probably aren’t going to realize them when they read. Also, I state very clearly that I have no beta and have mentioned my shit Grammar dozens of times before. I am well aware of it by now.

If an author is aware of their faults and even mentions them at the beginning of every chapter like I do, then they don’t need to be reminded. Instead of going, ‘you’re grammar sucks’ or ‘You need to work on your Grammar.’, actually give examples on what to fix, or suggest a website to help them. Telling someone to just ‘get a beta’ doesn’t actually work. You’re telling them to place their trust in someone they most likely don’t know. To give this person access to their works and to trust that it won’t be stolen? Not everyone is comfortable with that and not everyone can get a friend or family member to beta because generally RL friends and family don’t understand fanfiction and think it’s a waste of time.

FACT: Even though someone asks for con-crit, half of the time, they will get defensive and attack you for daring to point out their faults. You will simply have to point out that they asked for con-crit and that the note is obviously for everyone to see, and then wash your hands of them.

P.S. When pointing out something, don’t just go on and on about mistakes only. Actually make an effort to leave a review on the work before pointing out problems.

Ex:

One time I posted a fic on AO3. It was a angsty/fluffy/AU 3-shot. Someone proceeded to copy and paste everything they thought was wrong with it, but never once told me what they thought of the fic. Just pointed out dozens of supposed ‘errors’. Well, someone else read those comments and railed into them on the last chapter, demanding to know why the hell they did nothing but be a condescending ass the whole time. Why not just add their opinion instead of being a ‘grammar nazi’? The excuse, “I kept reading, didn’t I?”. Which should prove that they liked it apparently.

Fact is, the responder was an English Major and proceeded to tear apart their format, structure, and Grammar, and pointed out that more than half of the issues they claimed I had, were wrong. That just because the person thought the word ‘hanged’ sounded wrong, didn’t mean it was actually wrong. ‘Hung’ is not a word despite people using it a lot, and if you used it in an English class, you’ll get points off, because God forbid it just be official.

The original commenter edited their comments on every chapter, adding their opinions on the actual fic and apologizing for their mistake and the misunderstanding.

It was an interesting event I will admit.

Anyway, that’s what I’ve got for you. Hope it helps! ^-^

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I'm really struggling in COS 126 right now because I feel like I'm teaching myself. The book and video lectures are confusing, the precepts aren't helpful at all, and you can't really get any individual attention during office hours. Only the Lab TA's are remotely helpful. What do I do to avoid failing? Also do you recommend working with a partner on the later projects. I don't know anyone who is also in COS 126.

Response from Roonil Wazlib:

If someone else has personal experience on how to get out of a struggle in 126, they should definitely add on, but firstly I would say go to your preceptor and express this genuine concern to them. If your preceptor is a grad student that has less experience (which it sounds like because the precepts don’t seem to be helpful to you), email Dan Leyzberg and ask to meet in person with him. I say this because the COS faculty for the most part genuinely are very helpful people who care about their students, and likely would have the best advice having had students in the past struggle. Freshman year, my friend was PDF-ing 126 and was in the “did not pass” range, and Donna Gabai (her preceptor, and an amazing faculty member who used to teach the novice precepts) would meet with her individually and work through the assignments with her every week.

To be honest, COS 126 (as well as COS 226) really is all about teaching yourself through the video lectures - they’re supposed to give you the foundation, and precept will build off that foundation you’re assumed to already have. The precepts might not be helpful right now because you don’t have that foundation from the video lectures, so you just have no idea what the preceptor is talking about (this was me in 226). What do you find confusing about video lectures? I know everyone recommends to watch them in 2x speed because Sedgewick talks really slowly, but if you’re struggling, watch them at normal speed - you might have to repeat certain segments over and over again until you finally understand what’s happening (the beauty of video lectures), and that’s normal. Also make sure you’re actively engaged when watching the video lecture - follow all the examples and write down any questions you have. Then go to office hours/a meeting with your preceptor (if you end up talking to them about how you’re struggling) before your precept to get those questions clarified. If you go to office hours early on in the week and not right before an assignment is due, you should be able to get individual attention in my experience.

Lastly, regarding partners - I didn’t work with a partner for 126 or 226 bc I was friendless and the requirement of having to be in the same physical place as your partner was annoying to me, and I ended up fine. It will definitely take you longer than if you had a partner, but you will also learn so much more because you’re forced to figure things out on your own rather than having a partner potentially carry you. That being said, if you think you will really crumble continuing to work on assignments alone and think it would be good to have someone to bounce ideas off of and talk concepts with, they usually put out Piazza searches for partner assignments in COS classes. If they aren’t doing this, again talk to your preceptor because chances are there’s another lone COS student also looking for a partner.

I hope this was remotely helpful…please ask any more specific questions if you have any! Good luck anon

Response from Sushi:

I think Roonil gave great advice (I agree with all of it), and Nick’s advice as someone who struggled will be extremely valuable, but I wanted to add from the perspective of a lab TA and from someone who has worked with a couple of friends through the entirety of 126 (friends PDF’ed and were on borderline D range). Some people who come to lab TAs have absolutely no clue what’s going on in COS 126, from not even knowing what a method is to not realizing how a for loop works. I understand that it’s hard to learn all of these things since they’re taught so quickly in succession for someone new to coding, and it’s very easy to fall behind.

To fix this, I would recommend reaching out to preceptors for 1:1 meetings (set it up through email) if it’s too hard or the material is moving too quickly and not rely on lab TAs that much, since I don’t think that they are that helpful in understanding the fundamental concepts behind coding. I agree that the class is hard because self-teaching is key (I disliked it too), and the readings are not optional as they are in other classes: they are pretty fundamental to learning how to code specifically what they ask you to code. Can you trace the code in the book and write it yourself by memory? That really helped me in learning how to code through the intro level COS classes here.

I would recommend working with a partner if you’re struggling, but make sure you understand exactly what code is being written and that you could write it yourself if you were asked to. Is there anyone else in your precept that you sit next to that you can strike up a conversation with? That would be the first place I would look. Next would be the Piazza posts. I also hope this helped…I feel like I was just repeating Roonil. Let me know if anything’s unclear.

Response from Nick Carraway:

Also will add in the morning as a non cos god (aka sushi and roonil) and as someone that truly struggled in cos126

Hi! So I took COS 126 freshman fall and have never struggled so much in a course before. This was before the lectures were recorded, so we had to go to lecture, but Sedgwick was still the prof. I'm also pretty sure the course design and coding assignments haven't changed in the slightest.

I only survived coding assignments because of 1) lab TAs and 2) having a partner for every coding assignment where that was allowed. I found precepts and lecture and the textbook all to be pretty unhelpful just as you seem to think. I just could not seem to get my mind to work like a programmer. I never understood what the complex examples in lecture were doing...reading the textbook didn't help. The midterm came, and I legitimately got a D on it (yikes). That's when I started seriously considering PDFing.

I agree with the above comments to go in to see your preceptor one on one (especially to go over specific programming assignments and the midterm exam if you bombed it like I did). I also agree with going to see one of the head preceptors if yours isn't particularly helpful. I met with Dan Leyzberg one time, and though I found him quite a bit condescending (as did another of my not-coding-savvy friends), I left with a firmer grasp of the material we were learning.

I recommend having a partner wholeheartedly, but not a partner that is so much better at coding than you that they'll do everything. My partner was one of my best friends, and she had taken AP computer science, but after about 2 weeks into the course she also had no idea what was going on. Working on assignments alone was COMPLETELY demoralizing for me. I would get stuck so frequently that I was just wasting time, and I physically couldn't be at lab TAs constantly. The partner helped me to bounce ideas and kind of learn a bit better. Made it much more bearable.

You kind of HAVE to know someone in COS 126 at the same time as you (even if it's just tangentially). Just ask an acquaintance to partner with you!!

Why are you taking COS 126? Are you BSE, or is it just out of interest? If it's the latter, I'd consider PDFing. LEGITIMATELY the best decision I have made for my happiness and mental health at Princeton. But if you need to take it for a grade, it's possible to come back after a rough first half. I actually studied my ass off for the final exam and worked really hard on the final assignment (tbt blob/atomic) to sort of prove to myself that I wasn't just giving up and could do tough stuff at Princeton. I got a perfect score on most of the assignments second half of the semester and actually got like a B+ on the finals loll. I think I would've ended up with a B- in the course if I hadn't PDFed which isn't too shabby for someone that literally had no idea what he was doing in the class.

Anon you got this. Just realize that coding is certainly not for everyone, and you might just be someone that's not adept at coding. There is nothing wrong with that. College is meant to be a learning experience! Hope this gives a slightly different perspective than Roonil and Sushi's.

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