#how the fuck can you even live with yourself knowing you’ve doxxed someone???
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And listen, I’ve had my fair share of issues with people in the fandom, and some of those friendships went up in flames in a big way. But never, not once, did it cross my mind to do anything that would jeopardize their safety and livelihood. You block and you try to move forward. That’s it. I hope this person steps on lego barefoot.
#helena rants#this is an outrage#how the fuck can you even live with yourself knowing you’ve doxxed someone???#I think I’m done posting about this for now#could I just have reblogged my previous post about this? sure#but I didn’t think of that until I’d written this so here we are
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chance Gisele and Tom will reconcile? What your cards say pls //I read this ask before bed and Gisele was in my dream 😂 I think they’ll eventually get back together. He needs to put her first. // If this is as accurate as your CE readings.... 🤭 #delusionalcunt 🥹❤️//
So will they reconciling AFTER their divorce? 🤔 Gisele just filed, so wrong again you quack. 🥴
I’ve been waiting for you to leave another message so I can let you know. I screenshot every single one of your messages! I sent them to someone close to Chris. It took them two days to reply, but man did they ever! Even the ones of you calling me and others vile names, and harassing/doxxing innocent people. The fact that some of you created private groups to talk about his sex life and create rumors via DM is truly the psycho part. Not someone doing tarot and living their lives. It’s really disgusting the way you are acting. I was actually surprised to find out that they already knew! If you don’t think they’re aware and on threads or in groups themselves then you’re kidding yourself. They’re more aware than you think.
I’m sad for the real fans. Because you’ve ruined it for them. With your actions, and words you’ve made him and all of thise around him believe you’re a bunch of fucking racist psychos. You’re never going to end up with that man no matter how many ignorant messages you leave anonymously to those around you. I turned mine off but that’s not going to stop someone else like me from giving an opinion on another blog. You can’t control everyone. Btw with all the messages you’ve left me and threats I’ve already contacted the police. I would stop right now and get a real life because you’re going to lose yours behind bars if you don’t leave people alone.
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Cyber Security (Elliot Alderson)
Description: An online ad leads him to you, though in reality he has little interest in your ad. What interests him is how you accidentally doxxed yourself and how oblivious you are to that fact.
Notes: idrk what to say about this one its one of those things that i wrote at midnight after almost falling asleep to a fantasy and then realizing it could work as a fic. like i did this same thing with ‘close your eyes’ that one was also a before-bed-to-get-to-sleep fantasy. this is also not a particularly romantic interaction, though it can be read as such
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Sweat drenched his sheets, bathing him in the cold wind that breezed past his only air conditioner lodged in a nearby window. He stared blankly upwards, half shivering and half overheated, as he once again found himself in a familiar predicament—the practice of sleep.
It was no secret he had trouble calming himself down, and that aspect of himself reached into the evening, as well. He already downed three melatonin pills hours earlier, along with smoking a joint that should’ve put him to bed. Unsurprisingly, that did not work.
“Xanax,” he mumbled to himself, hearing it bounce back from empty walls. “Need to get xanax.”
In the meantime he raised himself to his feet, padding across freezing floors to his computer. With a click of a button the white screen buzzed to life, shining bright onto his sleep-heavy eyes, that did their best to acclimatize to the sudden change.
Hypnotization—strange as it might’ve been—had worked a couple times before. Not all the time, but decently enough to give it a try. He had work in the morning and he didn’t need to be more miserable than usual, especially since he hadn’t slept almost the entire weekend.
sleep hypnosis
The blinker flickered for a moment before his fourth finger slammed down on enter, the last step in calculated movements. What popped up first was a video titled [ SLEEP HYPNOSIS ] 8 Hour Loop with a screencap of a spinning black and white screen. Below that, however, was something he hadn’t seen before—a YouTube video titled exactly what he’d typed, lacking the caps just as he had. The title screen appeared to be some sort of poorly-drawn painting.
Curiosity overcame his hazy, aching head, and he clicked, finding a playlist of videos containing what could be the titles of songs, along with several different poorly-drawn title screens.
The first video began to play before he could realize it. What he first noticed was it was bereft of ads—that meant the publisher made no money off the album.
Sat in the presence of God
whose name means filthy old fraud
Captions had been manually added by, he assumed, you. The author. There were three views on the video, no comments, and no likes, leaving few other options.
Maybe it was the melody—maybe the lyrics, who talked of a world plagued by aristocrats. But he found his eyelids heavy, dropping dark eyelashes in his vision that blurred the screen. By the third song, reciting verses of an Islamic poem, he was slouched in his seat.
He slid down to the floor, crawling his way back to flop onto his bed. The music continued to play till the first ad popped up, at which time he opened his eyes, seeing a music video from Katy Perry, at which time he promptly reached over and unplugged his computer. He wasn’t sure which cord he pulled out, but the screen still went black. With that, he just barely sneaked into his covers, dozing until the morning.
It was far too easy to get information on you. Your full name was stated clearly in your youtube bio, alongside several different social media tags leading to instagram, tumblr, and facebook.
Facebook alone provided him the means to your address, and he didn’t even have to go looking for it. Your most recent post was an ad, searching for someone good with computers to aid you in your recording process, which you noted as ‘dismal’.
Are you fucking kidding me? He thought to himself, reading the ad once more.
Your address, your real, physical address was stated as the place you wanted to meet those interested in helping you. On the internet. You had doxxed yourself after less than a year of being online.
Okay, he thought, clicking on your listed email. Someone needs to be taught a lesson.
Three days later—after about two weeks of listening to your echoing voice every night—you replied, sending a cheerful email detailing when you would be available to meet him. After shooting a short message back, the date was organized.
Two more days and he was standing at your doorstep, his neck craned upwards as he scanned your tall, narrow home squished between two other apartments. He just barely knocked before the black door swung open, revealing a familiar face belonging to a stranger. Elliot was dressed in his black hoodie and jeans, a stark difference to your long, colorful robes, coming out of a sort of fantasy world.
“Hi,” he said, his voice grating with how low and quiet he kept it.
“Hello,” you said with a smile that did not match his hunched posture. “Are you Mr. Alderson?”
“Elliot,” he corrected, his chin just barely raising to meet you. “Elliot Alderson. Elliot works.”
“Alright,” you said, nodding. “Come inside? I was just making tea. Do you like tea? Or do you prefer coffee?”
“I... I’m fine, thanks,” he said softly, scooting past you when you opened the door wide enough for him to enter. He sucked in a breath as his chest brushed yours.
Your home was modern—far fancier than Elliot’s own apartment, with large windows flanked by soft grey curtains. A small, upright piano was in the corner of the living room, set upon a reed mat lined with Korean symbols. The couch was clinical, made of a sort of black plastic leather that matched the grey skies beyond the window panes.
He sat down, shifting his feet closer together as his fingers dug into his palms, continuing to scan the room in its’ entirety until you returned with your own tea.
“What kind of experience do you have? School counts,” you said, setting your cup down on a tiny plate whose decorations matched your teacup.
“I’ve been... experimenting, with computers, since I was around 9,” he said, mumbling the words out as his shoulders hunched awkwardly down. “Have a job at a cyber security firm. Started a while back.”
“You still have that job?”
“Yeah,” he said with a small nod. “Jus’ thought this would be... fun.”
The dead look on his face indicated no humor whatsoever, but you took his word as it was.
“How’d you find the ad I put out?”
“I... I listened to your music,” he answered honestly for once. “Helps me fall asleep.”
“Oh,” you said, clearly taken aback. Your face grew warm as you glanced away with wide eyes. “I’m glad I could help.”
“You’re not very good with technology, though,” he said in his usual low, grating voice.
“Not really,” you chuckled sheepishly. “That’s why I put out the ad -“
“No, not that,” he interrupted you. “You put your physical address on the internet. You doxxed yourself. Do you even know how dangerous that is?”
The lyrics of your songs pointed towards a kind of brilliance, balanced against emotions felt thoroughly on pages and screens. It didn’t match your actions at all.
“What’s doxxing?” You asked.
Elliot had to physically stop himself from sighing and leaving.
“You want everyone to know where you, a minor celebrity, live?”
“I’d hardly call myself a -“
“I could’ve been a murderer,” he said, reaching into his bag.
He looked you in the eye as he pulled out a gun, clicking on the safety before he pointed it at you.
“This is how easy it would be to kill you.”
As expected, you stiffened at the sight of the iron barrel, your fingers withdrawing to your chest. Your lips pursed as you met his gaze once more.
“Please put the gun down,” you whispered, your voice cracking.
He did as you said, resting the gun on the table.
“That’s a hell of a way to start an interview, Mr. Alderson,” you said quietly. “Please get out of my house.”
His heart sank. What had he expected? For you to fall to your knees and sing to him as he desired you to do? He threatened you with a gun to teach you a lesson, and you reacted accordingly. Calmer than others would.
Elliot stood on shaky legs, sliding the pistol into his backpack before he zipped it up. Throwing the pack over his shoulder, he swallowed through a tight throat, shuffling as he delayed his departure.
“Keep safe from people like me,” he said in a strained mumble. “Take that ad down. Meet people from the internet only in inhabited, public areas.”
You tapped your fingernails on the table for a moment, chewing on your bottom lip. Suddenly you stood, tugging on his sweatshirt sleeve to get him to face you, instead of staring at his feet.
“Alright. If you’re really so good at the internet -“
He ignored your incorrect grammar.
“- and... if you actually do want to help me with my songs,” your tone softened, “then you’ll be able to find my real name, not my stage name. If you do.. I’ll hire you.”
“Alright,” he said monotone, knowing the battle was already won.
Even though he knew your name already, he turned away and left to his apartment, immediately going to work on figuring out everything he could about you. If you willingly still offered him the job after that, he knew it would take a lot to scare you off. He could impress you.
It was, after all, the only thing he was good at.
Two days later he showed up at your apartment again, quietly thanking you when you let him in. The clean floors and walls remained unchanged since his last visit, and you led him to the same table, sitting him down on the same seat.
“Your name is (Y/N) (L/N),” he started with. You already appeared to be surprise. “You grew up near LA and you’ve had a chronic illness all your life. At eleven you saw your first therapist.. that must’ve been when you first got diagnosed with depression... and anxiety.”
“Killer duo,” you muttered.
“Your parents split when you were thirteen, which came at the same time as your dog, Penelope, died. Or... sometime that year. When was that... 1997?”
“1999,” you said quietly.
“Your mom homeschooled you,” he continued. “That’s probably why you don’t know how computers work. Rather eclectic, in a.. boring way... an ex-Amish, right?”
You nodded and his heartbeat tripled. Everything was right thus far despite a two year difference in his guesstimate of your life’s timeline.
“Then there was your dad... logger in the Redwood forests. Burly guy. Not a great man, from what I saw,” he said.
“He was fine,” you said with a small shrug as you looked away. “Didn’t ever hurt me, or anything.”
“Abuse isn’t always physical,” he said faster than he could think, dizzied by his own memories playing behind his eyes.
“I know,” you murmured.
You went silent, so he continued, hoping to pry more precious words from you.
“Your favorite color is yellow,” he said, leaning closer to you. “On Valentine’s you get chocolate strawberries, and on easter you get kinder eggs.”
Nothing.
“You studied mythology as a kid, and you made paintings of the forest you lived in with your mom. Santa Cruz mountains, I think.”
“Yeah,” you said. “I miss the forests.”
“I know. You want to visit Ireland again because it’s a land of faeries and moss, it’s a breeding ground for your song lyrics.”
“How did you find all this out?” You finally asked.
“You use the same password on everything,” he said, though that was far from the actual answer. “Your web browser tracks all your movements and you don’t try to stop it, or hide ads, or stay away from sketchy websites. Your parents aren’t much better, either.”
You chuckled, shaking your head as you brought your hand to massage your brow.
“You’re way too smart to be helping me,” you said with soft laughter, blushing with your smile.
“It’s better than working for E Corp,” he said, huffing out a laugh that was hardly humored.
“E corp?”
“My.. uh, place of work,” he brushed off his slip. “My point is... I’d rather work with you and do easy work than work with my current fucking coworkers.”
You laughed, truly and fully this time, curling into a little ball that shook with the force of it. Your feet tucked into your tiny chair, making you even smaller.
“Bad people or just annoying?”
“Stupid,” he chuckled. “Don’t let me wear my sweatshirt.”
“Ooh, now it’s my turn,” you suddenly interrupted him, earning a strange look. “I’ve noticed things about you, too. I couldn’t learn anything off the computer, but you, you have anxiety too. Probably some childhood trauma.. maybe a dissociative disorder of sorts or a form of PTSD. Your jacket is like your home, and... you have sensory issues. Few types of fabric, don’t like to be touched, if I had to guess I’d say you might be autistic.”
“Blunt,” he said after a full minute’s silence.
“Do you mind?” You asked.
“No, not really.”
“Good. Then you’re hired,” you said with a smile, extending your hand for him to shake. “If you still want the job, of course.”
He watched you with evident apprehension, but took your hand after much thought, shaking with a firm grip.
“When do I start?”
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My stance on the whole stan discourse on twitter is basically just
You're free to like what/who you like, no one's stopping you. Just don't become so obsessed with it to the point where your entire life revolves around it. What most people will tell you is that "you can like something as long as you're not hurting anyone" and they're right, but you have to understand the extent of that. You are included in that "anyone".
When you dedicate all your time on a person who will never acknowledge you as an individual, you're hurting yourself in the sense that whatever you're obsessing over has become such a constant in your life that it's turned into an attachment of who you are.
If you break down at the knowledge that you are going to go a day—or even a week—not being able to interact with this living, breathing person who won't see any difference in their day to day life at the loss of your attention, that isn't healthy.
I agree with most of what Josh said, but I also agree that he could've worded it a lot better. I think most took it as an attack on them because they took it as nothing more than “he generalized all stans and called them mentally unwell.”
The phrasing was just... bad. But at the same time, I think he was mostly referring to the stans who use their mental illness as their main argument for whenever they're criticized. And I understand that, really. This is something they can't just simply control because someone told them it was wrong. But we all have to remember that your mental illness is not an excuse, it is an explanation.
If you're suffering because of your mental illness and you find comfort in this CC, then I'm happy you've found a coping mechanism. But if it's to the extent that you are overstepping boundaries and practically worshipping these people because of it, then it's just become another thing that could hurt you mentally.
The word 'stans', for the most part, have always been seen as something negative by the majority. Even if they've supposedly "reclaimed" the word and changed its meaning, many people still see it as something bad. He later corrected that he doesn't think the stans themselves are inherently evil, but the culture is. Again, I agree on most of what he said, but it definitely isn't black and white.
When I address stans, know that I don't mean the fans who enjoy making content for said creator. I mean the ones who I've described above. Those people live an unhealthy lifestyle, and the people surrounding them only encourage that behavior.
Anyone remember what happened to Carson? He tried putting his foot down and tried to set his boundaries, but his stans turned against him in the end, all because he said he was uncomfortable with all their worship. He's just a guy playing video games on the internet, for fuck's sake. and for all the stans who kept saying he was ableist, they themselves chose to disregard the fact that Carson had impostor syndrome and didn't do too well with all... that.
There are stans out there that have mob mentalities. The CC only needs to point at a person they dislike or disagree with and their fans just go attacking without thought. I remember just a few months ago when Schlatt was doxxed by some stans purely because they didn't want him on a fucking minecraft server. It's dangerous and shouldn't at all be tolerated.
I don't think Josh was targeting Dream specifically in his tweet. Rather, he mentioned Dream's fanbase because they're currently the best example of what he was referring to.
And the way Dream responded to all this.. really left more to be desired. Because somewhere along the way, he started using the words stans and fans synonymously.
I more or less just saw his tweet/s as "don't let other people tell you who to like", but I don't think that controlling what other people liked was what Josh was trying to do.
It doesn't matter who or what you like, it's how you show your appreciation that worries people.
At the end of the day, all that started this supposed "drama" was an opinion. An opinion that was either too harsh for some, too offensive for many, or wholly misinterpreted in general.
#jawsh#josh#twitter#stans#stan drama#like whoever the fuck you want just dont be obsessive#or if you genuinely cannot help it because of any sort of mental illness i do hope you get better#carson#callmecarson#dream#dreamwastaken#this was way too long
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I hope you fucking die literally kill yourself I hope every single member of your family dies I hope someone doxxes you and finds where you live and beats the shit out of you believe me you deserve it I’m sure you got nothing going for you in your life so do everyone a favor and kill yourself
Oooh another suicide threat. How angsty and you’ve made it even more spicy by mentioning doxxing. Here’s a tip: you’ll need a lot more than my address if you want to get your hands on me. Meanwhile I can’t say the same about you. Judging from your location, you really shouldn’t be playing with strangers like this on Beyoncé’s good internet.
Are you a fan of Jimin? You must be. Since you’re so bold, here’s to hoping you die in whatever hole you’ve just crawled into. Get on your hands and knees and repent, because you know what they say: what goes around comes around. Poor Jimin. Having such callous fans like yourself. Are all Jimin biased stans this ill-minded and deranged?
Disgusting people. I want you to know that I have your ISP, IP address, the device you accessed my blog from, and the time you sent this ask, all on file anon. I know where you live. I can also find your name, number, email address, social media accounts, and closest family members. Lol you didn’t think I was receiving all this hate without logging them first, did you? Trust me, with enough money there’s nothing that can’t be done. Send me another ask like this and I’ll be sure to involve your local authorities and whatever family members of yours that have been unfortunate enough to see your vile face every morning. Do you attend school? Do you have a job? I’m sure they’d love to know how you conduct yourself online. It’s one thing to express your opinions, it’s another thing to threaten my life. Try it again, and I’ll be sure to ruin yours. This also goes for all you rabid losers in my inbox. Keep fucking with me and I’ll make sure you’re not only fighting a lawsuit but also facing criminal charges. Oooh fun. It’ll be nice to have something new to throw my money at, so let’s play nice, okay?
Don’t worry. I’m not invading your privacy. I only have things coded to flag down and log anonymous asks that bring up violent threats and mentions of doxxing. Usually I’d ignore this (like I’ve done all the others), but I think it’s important for you to know that you’re not being very anonymous when you send me messages like this. If you feel bold enough to stoop to levels even lower than an animal, then you deserve everything that’s coming at you. Either come to my blog like a normal human being or risk showing your ass. And all this over a kpop boy? Your priorities in life are truly fucked. When shit hits the fan you’ll wish that you would’ve just blocked me and moved on. Jimin won’t save you from the shitstorm you create for yourself. Go touch some grass anon. Or better yet, go outside and play in traffic.
#kpop over morals#so much for anonymity#boring#asks#bts#jimin#bts jimin#park jimin#yoongi#taehyung#kim taehyung#bts jungkook#jungkook#jeon Jungkook#supop thoughts#seokjin#namjoon#hoseok
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Session 17
I’m...a few sessions behind on recaps. (A lot of sessions.)
This is the one right after the reveal that Tony Stark is Gabriel. (Is his last name still Stark?? The party sure doesn’t know and no one’s asked him.)
There’s still fallout from what happened, although a bit of it was dealt in text RPs on our Discord channel. (I know; they’re not updated on this blog either. I’m only one person. ;w;)
Anyway, without further ado...
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(Read more.)
Our DM ( @the-grey-hunt) starts us off with a lovely recap about the ghost we encountered and the immediate aftermath of Gabriel’s identity reveal:
DM: The fight was short-lived and they were beaten into the afterlife by the rest of the party.
DM: Gabriel tried to avoid the party, who promptly told him to fuck right off with that attitude.
There was a comment on Luna’s ( @imagine1117) passive perception for some reason? (Oh, right, because Rhodey ( @rebaobsessions) proposed to Gabriel. Meaning Gabriel is now sporting a ring.)
DM: Very quick, imagine. What's Luna's passive perception?
Imagine: High.
Luna isn’t the only one with high passive perception. The only one who doesn’t have one is poor DJ (doxblogsstuff) with a solid 9.
Zira ( @heliocentricgeometric): How was last night?
Rhodey: It went great.
Zira: Do you want to share with the group?
Rhodey: Uuuuuhhhh.
Rhodey immediately looks to Tony/Gabriel for help.
Zira already knew Rhodey wanted to propose, and now it’s out that he actually did propose.
DJ: Didn't you do that already? Well, Tony did...
Helio: Zira kicks him under the table.
DJ: Ow! Your feet are pointy!
Zira: All feet are pointy. That's how they work.
Sibling shenanigans go back to asking Mom and Dad what’s next now.
Zira: You've both proposed...so what comes next?
Luna, very quietly: Kids.
DJ: They've already GOT kids.
(Tony breaks out into hives immediately because no.)
Bob ( @lynnnnnnnnnnmnnnnnnnnnnnnnmnnnn [what the FUCK, lynn]) comes down from upstairs with two very familiar cats!
Lynn: Bob comes downstairs...and following him are two cats.
DJ: YOU!
Others in real life: (immediate shrieking)
Bob: What’s crackalackalin’?
Clint and...Agent 13, I think, join the group for breakfast. Let them know that Fury would like an answer from them within the next day or so. And then they leave.
Lynn: And Bob starts rummaging around in his bag. You already know what’s coming...
Lynn: And Bob puts a bolt and an arrow on the table in front of Clint.
Rhodey gives Bob a small part of his Highsummer gift for the cats, which is a little wicker backpack-like thing for them to stay in. And Zira, after her conversation with Tony and Tony shoving her off onto Rhodey when it comes to gifts, immediately pounces on Rhodey.
Zira: So I think there's no point in hiding it from me.
Rhodey: You mean what i bought you for Highsummer?
Zira: Yes.
(No, it doesn’t work.)
DJ is very officially dressed this morning for breakfast; he’s also very nervous! He’s going to try and see about getting started on the next step of becoming a master Alchemist!
Zira: Are you experiencing pre-exam stress?
DJ is very much unconvincing in convincing everyone he isn’t nervous and he’s totally fine. He doesn’t know what’s expected of the exam, only it’s an exam?? Zira tries to help.
Zira: Whoever you're killing, at least they'll be farther away from you since you're mostly a ranged--
DJ: I'm not killing anyone, it's just a test!
Zira: If you fail this test, will they kill you?
DJ: No!
Zira: Then I don't know what you're so worried about.
Zira, later: People say there won't be any murder, but it's usually a trick.
There’s a little more talk on S.H.I.E.L.D. and what members of the group want to do what. Zira is still for joining. Tony/Gabriel is still against but does say to Rhodey he should just make the best decision for himself.
Rhodey to Tony: The best decision is the decision where I get to stay with you.
DJ does go off to the Alchemists’ Guild! Not alone, as Zira goes with him. Tony was tempted to go but still too uncertain about how things stood to try.
And now Zira finds out what DJ’s first name is... (Tony already knows, courtesy of a text RP.)
DJ: Dudo Jamjar, sir.
Gnome: I see. Your reputation precedes you.
DJ is remarkably polite during this entire interaction and it ends on a pretty positive note.
In the meantime, Luna and Bob are hunting down an Aarakocra Tony met on his shopping trip and referred Bob to. imagine had to roll a dice.
imagine: (dice clatter) eh--
DM: What was it?
imagine: I dunno; it's gone.
They do find the Aarakocra!
Hengist (verbally): Hello, how can I help you?
Bob (telepathically): Hello!
Hengist: Oh, wow, that's new. Are you a friend of that one guy? The one who didn't know anything about Aarakocra?
Bob: Yes. Aarakocra. That's what I am, an Aarakocra.
(Very convincing, Bob.)
Bob doesn’t really know what to ask or what information to look for. Hengist doesn’t really know what information to give either. They part ways only slightly satisfied.
Luna: Just - one more question. Do your friends ask you what your name is everyday?
Hengist: What - no, it's just Hengist.
Luna: Cool. Just curious.
imagine: Luna leaves. Awkwardly.
Zira and DJ are still together and so have more of a conversation once they’re back at Summer’s Rest. There’s some really heartfelt stuff on what happened to DJ back when he was still at home. DJ revealed to Zira that he actually died when the library fell on him. It was a pretty massive explosion, guys. Bad.
So that’s why he’s all nervous about continuing to pursue his education, but he’s going to do it!!
And after a hug and comfort from Zira, DJ goes back to gushing over the exciting new developments in the party.
DJ: But, oh my god! Mom proposed to Dad!
Zira and DJ want to surprise tackle someone with affection after everything, since Zira noticed that Tony was making discreet efforts at distancing himself from the group.
DJ: I'm pretty sure if I tackle him I'd break a knee.
Zira: Then do it right, fool.
Also Zira in this conversation:
Zira: Then now's your chance to flip the script! See, wordplay. I can do it.
DJ’s still pondering the technicalities of what he wants to do.
Zira: The important thing is that it's a tackle hug. Two things in one.
They don’t see Tony first. They do see Rhodey. (Tony has been holed up in the room all day, doing...things.)
Rhodey: Uh, hi, DJ - Zira.
Zira: We're here to be nosy!
DJ: I really want to know what [Tony's] doing.
Rhodey: I mean, I would, too...
(Rhodey has been in the room all day with Tony, and yet has no idea what’s up.)
Zira and DJ are trying to sell Rhodey on a tackle hug.
Zira: This is doctor's orders, even though I am technically not a doctor.
It’s okay. Rhodey doesn’t need convincing.
Tony is eventually done with whatever he’s doing, and he and Rhodey head downstairs for dinner. The stairs...are a thing.
Dox: DJ's running towards Tony, but he trips.
DM: Yeah, Zira's falling, but Tony just sidesteps out of the way and she hits the floor instead.
(They rolled terribly on DEX compared to Tony, especially since JARVIS gave Tony an alert that it was happening.)
DJ glomps onto Tony’s legs, and Zira isn’t far behind him. Tony is just ???
Zira: Do not think I haven't noticed your efforts to distance yourself from this group. ...Fuck off with that shit.
DJ: You cannot escape our affection, Dad!
There is definitely no escape. Rhodey is there, too, and he snags all of them into the hug. So it’s a giant group hug.
We ended the session after going to S.H.I.E.L.D. and telling Fury that we’re not particularly interested in being lackeys of S.H.I.E.L.D. (or at least that’s what Tony said) but they could be consultants. Fury gave the party a mission to see how they liked working for/with S.H.I.E.L.D., which is to retrieve a book from a town several days from Ankh.
Zira hung back and said she did want to be an agent, so Fury officially pulled her in. She’s the only member of the party to actually become an Avenger and is assigned Agent 13 ala Sharon Carter as her handler. Carter is also the one to give us the mission and we’re told to get it through basically any means necessary because it’s really important and S.H.I.E.L.D. needs it.
And that’s the wrap for Session 17! Next session I was only there for part of it so notes are going to be a little slim.
#d&d campaign#the-grey-hunt#heliocentricgeometric#doxblogsstuff#imagine1117#rebaobsessions#thechaoticwave#no lynn#i'm not tagging your name
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Y'know how the Choi twins have to go underground so their father doesn't find out abt them? Soo... HC for Jaehee and Seven reacting to MC is a notable activist and they had to go underground bcs fear of death threats and doxxing (for Seven's case, he can't find a lot of deets on MC during background checks)? - Gayhee for Baehee anon
Jaehee Kang
So what you’re saying is that you’re someone who went so far for others that it angered a lot of other people?
Well, that’s not what she expected to hear out of your mouth today.
Shocked, to say the least.
That is to say, I don’t think that she expected for her MC to be someone who had pushed themselves so far for others that it had wound up that way for them. For someone to risk their safety for others on a nearly constant basis and keep on going to do it even at the risk of their own safety. It can be worrying if she thinks about that too hard. Because you showing your face can be a risk sometimes for your own safety. Jaehee rightly worries for your well-being on a constant, even if she knows that you can handle yourself.
On the other hand, it is admirable and she should have known that something about you felt dedicated and courageous. It was no wonder that you kept fighting for her to get better and to expect better for herself, that was just the kind of person that you are. I think she feels pretty grateful that you care about her the most amongst the sea of others that desire that compassion.
She will often try to remind you of both of these facts. It’s only natural for her to weigh both sides of something. There’s a lot of weight to do what you’re doing, and there’s a good side and a bad side to it that you’ve already gone through.
She just wants you to take care of yourself.
Jaehee would hate to imagine what kind of trouble you could get yourself involved in.
I don’t think anyone is going to try to mess with you with Jaehee at your side. She doesn’t look like it, but she is trained with precision to take down combatants in the blink of an eye. Ain’t nobody going to try any funny business when Jaehee is at your side! You’ve got a whole army made up of Jaehee Kang. The most valid and terrifying of choices to have at your arsenal.
Saeyoung Choi
Excuse me?
You’re a what?
What are you hiding and how are you hiding it so well?
Whatever Seven was thinking about you didn’t line up with the actual truth that you revealed to him.
He knew that something was up when his computer told him that most of your information had been wiped clean from public platforms and although he could pull up his MC’s information with the government and check their name and basic information, everything else about you wasn’t something that he could find typed up by your hand.
Oh, wow, you actually dedicated your life to fighting for others! You’re like a real-life defender of justice compared to him!
He respects what you’re doing by a long shot. Seven will always pull your leg and tease you about how passionate you are, but that’s just his way of expressing himself about it.
There are those times that he really does worry about you and your safety even if you can handle yourself. He’s just naturally a worrywart when it comes to his family. Seven knows you’ve already taken steps to make sure that nobody can hurt you easily, but trying to keep up with those steps every day can be so tedious and difficult.
If it ever gets too hard to do on your own he’s already ready to lend a helping hand.
It’s actually kind of a good thing that you wound up so close to somebody like Seven. It’s easy for him to hide you behind a wall of safety and allow you to continue living your life and doing your work. There’s no threat of the average person being able to locate you or pass the word for you to get hurt. I’d hate to see what would happen to the person or people that wanted to fuck with Seven’s loved ones. It’s likely not something that I can repeat in good company.
💜 Mod Kait 💜
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As you guys know, I’m usually pretty chill when it comes to fandom and, like, the Internet in general, because ultimately it’s all for enjoyment and I genuinely don’t care about The Discourse once I’ve blocked all the people that bother me, but today has been... a lot in many aspects, up to and including fandom, so I’m gonna talk. Mainly about Shadowhunters, its fanbase, and Cassandra Clare. If you don’t feel like dealing with this, scroll on. You won’t really be missing out.
Now, on to the Hard To Swallow Pills.
1. The entire fandom isn’t terrible - neither the show or the books one - but stop turning a blind eye to the part of it that’s a fucking nightmare. I’m not saying to talk about them or attract attention to them; don’t do that. It’s what they want. What I’m saying is, it’s ridiculous to talk about how it’s impossible for a Shadowhunters fan to vandalise someone’s car (which there’s actual literal proof of), or to harass people or to drive them off the Internet. It’s ridiculous to talk about how loving and supportive the entire fanbase is.
A lot of people in it are that way, of course. That is true and they’re the ones we should be paying attention to! But denying that there’s a loud, vapid, absolutely vile minority that tries their hardest to ruin people’s lives on the daily is silly. They exist. We all know that. ‘A true fan would never-” But they do. They’ve done it for the past two years and they’re doing it now. No-platform them and move the hell on, but let’s not pretend they don’t exist when it’s been right in front of our eyes the entire time.
2. People who create the fictional worlds you entertain yourself with don’t owe you shit. Like it or not, none of us is entitled to anything. We don’t ‘deserve’ and we’re not ‘owed’ anything. It’s entertainment and it’s given to us for us to enjoy. That’s all. We don’t own it, we don’t control it and we sure as hell can’t tell all the writers and producers and actors and everyone else involved in them that they should be grateful for ~everything we’ve done~ and do more of whatever you want to see.
Cassandra Clare created those characters. The writers of the TV show adapted them in their own ways. None of those people owe you anything and claiming that they do is entitled as all hell, especially when you disrespect the person who created the thing you claim to love so much.
“But she’s got bad history! She didn’t treat her characters well! She-”
I don’t give a fuck! She might have done all that she’s accused of, she might have done none of it and neither of those options have any impact on the person you choose to be! If you criticise her - or Todd Slavkin, or Ed Decter, or any other human on the planet - for what they’ve done, be better than that! Learn from their mistakes! Be the person who would never do the same thing, especially over make believe things! Which leads us to...
3. No fictional character will ever be more important than a living, breathing person. Ever. Yes, even if it’s your favourite character; the one that’s really really important to you. Yes, even if the living, breathing person is someone you dislike or someone you dislike a lot. No, not even that one character and that one person. Not ever.
So when that person you dislike a lot says on social media, ‘hey, I’ve had a terrible month, my dad was diagnosed with cancer and I wish people would stop telling me to kill myself every time I write a two-sentence post’, you fucking stop doing that. You had no right to do it to begin with, but at this point? This is the point where you shut up. It truly is. It doesn’t matter how spiteful you feel or how miffed you are about your favourite form of entertainment being taken away. That’s an actual person with actual feelings and they’ll literally always matter more than the fictional feelings of fictional characters. There’s nothing controversial about this statement and in the same line of thought...
4. Your real actions have real consequences. Here’s a reality check if you needed it - your life is not a TV show. Neither are the lives of the people you communicate (if we can call it that) with on the Internet. These are actual humans. So when someone’s car gets vandalised, when someone ends up doxxed, when someone’s food ends up filled with needles over fan art - that’s all real.
And if you’ve ever sent anyone any sort of abuse over the Internet - even to the extent of ‘I hope you choke’ - then please sit down and think long and hard about people you know offline. Your friends, relatives, coworkers, classmates, neighbours, people you see on the subway. People you can see as someone substantial, not a profile picture on the Internet. People just as real as the ones you treat like shit over fictional characters. Think long and hard whether you want to be responsible over someone actually getting hurt, actually waking up to constant threats and hate sent their way over the most innocuous posts every damn morning, actually losing their life. It’s happened before; we all know it. People have been hurt IRL because of fandom. Is this the kind of responsibility you want? Do you ever want to feel like you’ve contributed to that when you think of the person on the other side of the screen as more than just some annoying might-as-well-be-bot who you argue with over who they ship on a TV show or what kind of headcanon they have, things that ultimately absolutely do not matter and do not affect you in any way once you stop interacting with the person?
If the answer is no, then it’s probably (definitely) time to stop and look around you and realise how ridiculous this actually is and that you can do better. The only logical next step is to try and enjoy whatever you love with the people who also love it and push everything else to the side where it can’t have the power to bother you.
If the answer is yes, then you’re probably (definitely) in dire need of psychological intervention and also to be kept away from the general public, because your mindset is extremely dangerous to literally everyone outside of your carefully picked group of people who care about the same things that you care about in strictly the exact same way. It’s not a mindset that has a place in a fanbase, in the offline world. or in any sort of healthy community. It’s a mindset that needs to disappear because yet again - this is real, actual abuse that you are throwing at people for the sake of fiction that, for what it’s worth, doesn’t even belong to you to begin with.
That is all.
#Shadowhunters#Cassandra Clare#I'm tagging it all it's what this fanbase deserves#also this is over 1k words long#but now I'm finally done#it's all out#and I don't regret it in the slightest
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ALL the flowers for eureve my beloved 💖
Acacia: Are you secretly in love/have a crush on anyone?
"I'm not so sure I'd call it a well kept secret, cuz my friends are fucking nosey as hell, but yeah. Uh, no additional comment on that."
Anemone: Have you ever felt abandoned?
"I try not to,,, the break up with my moirail was mutual, but honestly? I still feel like I need her. But that whole mess wasn't healthy so..."
Basil: Who do you hate, and why?
"A lot of people piss me off and annoy the fuck out of me, but the only people I've truly hated are the characters in The Nonlinear Tapes. I'm tired of telling their story and if I could kill them off without my producer stabbing me, I would. The whole 'coming of age' genre had gotten old and I've always liked fantasy more."
Camellia: Who do you trust with your life?
"I'd put my life in just about anyone's hands. If they get me killed at least I won't get fucking migraines anymore. Okay, that was mostly a joke. I guess I trust Chirid, Aluele and Ankiro. Maybe Samler."
Red Carnation: Have you ever wanted something you cannot have?
"Eh, not to a heartbreaking extent. I'm wealthy enough that I can get just about anything I want. I kinda wish my lusus lived with me, but I don't have the proper set up and I honestly think it's happier at the lusii resort."
Coriander: Do you have a secret talent?
"Sometimes I'm spookily good at predicting shit."
Daffodil: Do you wish you could start over in life?
"Do I get to completely reroll the dice? Cuz I am fucking tired of the constant migraines. Trading in my clout for that might just be worth it."
Maidenhair: Tell us a secret.
"I have a TNT fan blog on here and you will never fucking find out which one it is."
Freesia: Who is your best friend?
"Aluele is the closest I have to a best friend. Kind of sad considering we're ex-moirails, but whatever. Who needs new friends,,,,"
Heather: Do you have someone you protect/want to protect?
"My friend group. Some of them are assholes and fucking weirdos, but they're MY assholes and fucking weirdos. Unfortunately."
White Hyacinth: What do you consider to be beautiful?
"The fantastic and mystical. Glowing crystals? A mushroom forest? Unruly hippocampi? I adore that shit."
Lavender: Who do you distrust?
"Kongen. It's only a matter of time before that douchebag sets his rabid fans on one of us and gets us doxxed. It'll probably be Zagkry. I hope it's Zagkry."
Lilac: Have you had a first love? If so, who was it?
"I had a cute neighbor when I was younger that I crushed on, but I'm not sure if I'd classify him as a first love."
Narcissus: Do you love yourself? How do you practice self-love?
"Uuugghh. I don't have time for that."
Orange Blossom: Do you consider yourself pure?
"I'm not a fucking unicorn. If anyone knows how to change that, feel free to contact me though. Lol."
Petunia: Who is someone/What is something that soothes you?
"A pitch black room with ambient sounds, silence, or my favorite music. Maybe I should just get a sensory deprivation tank."
Plum: Do you keep your promises?
"If it matters, yes. If it's about TNT episode release dates, absolutely fucking not."
Primrose: What was your childhood like?
"I don't want to come off as a whiny bitch, but damn that shit was lonely. Had migraines even back then and I was pretty bad about taking out my pain and frustration on other trolls. Not having friends was definitely my own fault, but I'm better now?"
Raspberry: Do you feel remorse for anything you’ve done?
"Maybe not visiting my lusus more? It's happy over at the resort but we haven't had much quality time lately. Is it self serving to blame my job? Because I totally do. If my producer is reading this: fuck you."
Stephanotis: Do you hope to get married someday?
"I feel like a dedicated relationship doesn't need a marriage to like,,, solidify it or anything? And thinking of writing and speaking vows is gonna give me hives. Is it weird that I can't stand public speaking as a podcaster?"
Yarrow: How do you heal a broken heart?
"Probably the same way you heal a broken diamond. Isolation and a good fantasy game or novel to get lost in."
Zinnia: Who do you miss right now?
"Not to be a broken record, but my lusus. Wow, is my guilt showing yet?"
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concerning void/null/data/diavolo/outsider
so if you didn’t know, I’ve made something similar about void ONCE BEFORE, because in general, they’re was gross and a known abuser. they’s generally came back yet again and has accused me of shit yet again and i told them there would consequences to their actions if they didn’t make a public apology so here we go again on this road..... especially in claims that are up on this page ( archived ). more to be added and feel free to expand on this if needed
this post is about tumblr user leemte ( leemtea ) / voidleviathan / @saintpretense / floaras / shvbon / vcoalesce / nbgiornos / twobased /goethartig / goddessfavor / @oholiness and others.
here are several other posts about this person: here, here, here, and the blog
tw for pedophilia accusations, sexually explicit talk from a minor, and death threats & suicide encouragement.
YES THIS IS ME!!!! What do you expect, literally you have suicide baited your way into making your friends say ( noah in question, bunny in question ) saying they wanted to shoot me. their reasoning after i confronted them about it ( you never apologized hmm ). BUT LETS NOT FORGET THAT YOU WANTED US DEAD AS WELL.
remember how you said i wanted you to kill yourself without any proof but you turned around and said this in the same chat that you conveniently cropped out of your cute little chat!!! sorry that we wanted to stop being friends with you so you called us pedophiles and ERASED OUR MENTAL ILLNESSES YET AGAIN!!!
BUT REMEMBER HOW YOU SAID WE WANTED YOU TO KILL YOURSELF? WHERES THE PROOF I EVER SAID I WANTED YOU TO KILL YOURSELF?
but yeah okay!!! so lets talk about this conversation [ Part One & Part 2 ] in question, when i found out that void was saying i fetishized my own abuse and erased my status as a CSA Survivor and A Incest Survivor ( Note they’ve removed this from the callout post after I told them i was gonna out them for the disgusting being they are but :) ) which i admitted to on a public twitter.
( proof this exists via my original reblog of the post calling them out on it before they edited it, which the admitted to removing in the logs )
anyway i apologized to them for my lack of ‘civility’ for this whole thing as you can see in the logs, but here are some caps just incase yall need more.
anyway i can’t believe i have to snatch their wig yet again but heres some more shit of them lying about being poor. so first things first. lets talk about where they live and about how they are a habitual liar. so first off, they sent themselves doxxing anons, so that they could garner symapthy from myself and my significant others and tried to blame it on me. im the only person who knows they were @ leemte & leemte. i don’t know their address but they sent me this.
HMMM YOU PLAYED YOUR SELF BITCH!!! Heres the cap they showed me upclose and personal. so the discussion of where they live, they’re many times have said to the people they rp with that they live in a predominantly brown and poor community. nijmegen is not a predominantly brown and poor community, according to someone that lives around the way ( a mere train ride away at that ), said that it was and i quote ‘ white and rich ’
hmmm??? void what is the truth void??? what is the truth!!! you can find some testimonials from the black working person in question here.
in other news, in regards to that page they have up. here is peaches who they stayed with for 1 month, who is significant others with PERSON A ( who will now be refered to as person a, as they have said they didn’t want to be involved with void anymore or felt comfortable with void anymore, it’s taken them 6 months to speak out about void’s abuse and now void is PURPOSELY drawing them into this even though they know THIS ) Sibling’s ( Named Gem ) Girlfriend who they stayed with for a while ( they are Aegis of Man and Gem is sparrowhearted )
( links one / two / three for readability )
not only do i have recorded testimony of void throwing hissy fits (which i can give out if needed) but also the fact that void purposely did not shower or put on deodorant during their stay. so this SMELLY BALD PIMPLE FACED LITTLE RAT sexually pressed person a and disparaged them for coming out as masculine and would not use masculine pronouns for them. heres you yet again being shitty to trans boys you transphobic piece of trash
and lets not forget you being openly sexual at 16 with people who didn’t want to, there are multiple receipts buddy of shit like this where people would try to get you off their back about your disgusting rape fantasies but helen, wait theres more: here is you yet again admitting that youre a fucking liar
BIG TALK HERE: VOID IS A FUCKING LIAR.
remember these:
cause:
void accuses noah of giving no reciepts but yet they dont give any that are of realness, i didn’t even have void on skype anymore but their name still pops up as the display name as it does last time i talked to them. case in point:
im not friends with sage but their skype name still comes up this way ( IN GROUP CHATS ) and on mobile you’d be able to see the skype or live usename and ims one on one ( on the COMPUTER ) will still have an icon / show their profile picture even if yall aint friends no more, but void the reciepts you have have no username and no icon. STOP SAYING THAT PEOPLE CAN’T SHOW CREDIABLE PROOF IF YOU CAN’T! you literally cannot sit there and say that noah won’t give proof when you don’t give proof for all your claims. if you shell out some credible proof then i’ll apologize but other than that, we all know YOU’RE GROSS and there’s NO PROBABLE cause to believe you cause you’ve lied in the past. PLEASE DO NOT DICTACT R*PE SURVIVORS BECAUSE YOU GOT YOUR FEFES HURT YOU SMELLY ASSHOLE.
they emotionally manipulated their friends into saying shit about us because they ACCUSED us of being pedophiles & pedophile apologists. me & dallas & hades, have called them out before hand!!! literally cause we outted them for being a gross rat, they accused us of being pedophiles & apologists & fetishizers but here we are again, more of void having the same rhetoric, being scared of being called out and pulling the SAME STUNTS: thinking that we’re not going to retaliate against them.
but nah it’s not happening against that. either way: their mom aint no acholoic, they stole that from the kids they hang around. they treat their mom like crap, they masturbate on calls and fake moan on calls cause they’re gross little shits. this shit has been recorded but unless yall want me to upload this shit, i’m not listening to it again. they’re a gross habitual liar, a fucking thief and a faker.
they pretended to be jewish, poc, poor, and otherwise just so they could have a minority card. ( x ) ( x ) ( x ).
these are all reciepts from people that they wanted to live with, who have sent them money have have purchased places with the intention of getting void into their country to live with them because void convinced them they were POOR & ABUSED. they talk about all this shit but literally as i’ve said in the first callout post, they intiate this shit -- they cry abuse when you don’t date them and they harass when you admit that you’re asexual and too old for them. proof via creepy ass tweets ( x ) ( x ) ( x )
either way, lets not forget their cute little paypal statement, which was said by that time they were still in america. they didn’t show their balance, but they showed they got 100 MORE dollars out of no where ( not from commissions mind you ) and they did nothing ( while in america ) but spend 30 dollars at a time on kinguin limited ( WHICH IS FOR STEAM KEYS AND SHIT, LMFAO WHAT AN IDIOT. ). yall they are trying to play us!!!!
aaah this is funny because the formal charges are about you sexually pressuring someone that kept telling you NO NO NO. And getting 100S OF FUCKING DOLLARS ON CLAIMS OF BEING POOR.
but okay all of this shit is basically void calling themselves out again, like i aint even got time for it. this is my piece about me. theres more shit about you but its not my place to get into it, and you better be glade PERSON A doesn’t want to be bothered with you anymore or like i said, you’d BE FINISHED. ending point: bitch 6 months ago i left you with shreds of your nasty fucking blonde wig, and your naked mole rat looking ass COME BACK with this shit, but here i am again DESTROYING YOU. if you ever try this shit again believe me i just wont be dissecting your pitiful little post but i WILL be dropping that heavy shit nontheless.
anyway if you can take the time please report the page leemtea for slander / abuse / invasion of privacy.
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Okay, so I thought hard about this, wrote this several times, and deleted, but I think it’s time for it - but I won’t include most of the things I did want to put here because tl;dr.
After I commented the VA’s post I had to delete several very rude anons (tho, the jimthony anon just confused me and in the end turned out to be entertaining), had several people - few of whom I still followed - unfollow me creating a very confusing situation in which they apparently ignored my pretty obvious stance on the whole matter of fiction I had been vocal on beforehand (and also showing that they scrolled past screenshots of racist, mysoginistic, and awful messages not even batting an eye - including the ‘I’m not doxxing 12 year olds anymore, that was last year’). I had been vagued by at least two people that I know of.
Someone, I cannot remember who though so I can’t give credit, likened the whole ‘anti’ movement to All Lives Matter - because on the surface, of course, all lives mattering is an undisputable truth, and if you don’t have cultural and political context that’s the movement you’re going to stand for. For someone not being American it’s obvious, and that’s what the ‘anti’ culture is. It’s All Lives Matter - a campaign of harrasment dressed up as something good.
I’m told VA deleted their posts but under the post of them being of course against harrasment of minors one of the first comments was ‘but why shouldn’t we harass minors?’. I don’t know why VA made those posts, maybe they were pressured to write it, maybe it was cold calculation and playing it for their userbase, maybe their intentions were legitimately good and only through lack of context they had subscribed to All Lives Matter of fandom - I can’t judge. I only know that them being an influencer enabled and endorsed the real abusers in fandom that routinely tell other people to kill themselves, send obscene and sexual in nature material to not only adults but also minors. They also LIE about the nature of the material they are against. It’s not about censorship, it’s about shipwars, and the cry of pedophilia is to get people’s kneejerk reaction.
Now, my turn to vaguepost: to those two people that like Sailor Moon, I’m sorry, but apparently according to the people you endorse it’s pedophilia, incest, and zoophilia (yeah, I was surprised to learn that one too). To those people that reblog posts about donations and AO3, they were made by ‘antis’ and it’s them being angry that AO3 exists endorsing pedophilia and abuse (mainly that means ‘ships I don’t like’ no matter if they fit definition of pedophilia or contain abuse or toxic relationship). To that one person that apparently stalks here now after unfollowing: how the fuck can you watch GoT? I mean, by all accounts, you should explode in a cloud of hot glittering ash like a vampire entering a place of worship upon even setting your eyes on it! It has everything, murder, rape, pedophilia, incest, underage, though I don’t remember if it does include zoophilia that was at least insinuated in the books.
In the end, it’s your decision on how you curate your internet experience, and, seriously, no hard feelings, an I will honor your decision not to associate yourself with me. I really really really don’t want to sound manipultive, just to say there’s absolutely no hard feelings, and you are always welcome back if you change your mind. I can only hope that one day you will notice what’s wrong with the side you’ve taken, you will see the whole abuse and bullying that goes under the surface, and it won’t be connected with you liking the wrong thing du jour so you will end up on the receiving end of the toxic culture you sided with because they offered an easy solution to complex problem utilized to achieve ulterior aims.
Have a good day, good life, and most importantly, take care of yourself.
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