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pinkwritings · 3 months

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DISCORD HACK BULLSHIT;

SO, today I got a message from a friend on discord saying the following;

immediately sus, no? well, I got panicky and then played into it because scammers deserve to be fucked with. so, they ask me to add this person and I do.

and then this.

long story short, be careful. check in with your friends. make sure your account is safe, don't give out your personal info and most definitely DON'T change your email to the one they asked you to changed it to.

#scammers #discord scam #discord scammers #discord hacking #discord hack #please reblog and stay safe

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moresrush · 2 months

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Also. I wanna just take a moment and look at all of ya'll and tell you ... go ahead and write those fics, draw that art, hold those headcanons you have about your favorite characters being whatever. Make the characters you write about trans. Drabble about autism and how it relates to how characters function. Give them your favorite foods. Sneak in little quirks about yourself. You're allowed to draw characters with traits you have. Scars, blemishes, that stubble on your chin that you hope will grow more into a beard someday (it will I promise) or with nails painted the colors you like. When we do this ... and we share these parts of ourselves and we watch people react kindly, it helps us see that these characters are still loved, even when we shape them to be a little more like ourselves. That's powerful. Do you know why? Because when people see that others love characters that are trans ... they feel like they, too, can be loved as a trans person. Having representation in media means so much not just because we want to connect with something but because we, as humans, crave love and validation and sometimes it's so hard to find it for ourselves when we really need it. If you have friends who write or draw or even just speculate/daydream about this sort of stuff --- by golly, you gotta support them, you gotta boost them up. You gotta say "I love this" because that person will hear you and feel a little bit of that love for themselves ... and that's important. Right now, especially ... it's so goddamn important to do what makes you happy, what helps you love yourself and this little blue dot we are on. Put top scars on your favorite character. That's someone else's favorite, too --- and seeing it might give them the courage to accept themselves for who they are more, it might be the boost they need to say "hey, this is okay actually." We owe that to each other. And you owe it to yourself, too.

#hux noise #look i have a lot of feelings about things lately #i know i haven't been reblogging stuff #like i'm tired i am so tired of it all every day it just hurts #but there's GOOD here too #and you can be part of it and i am HONORED when people say #that me doing what i do gives them courage or makes them happy #it means so much i know it does because i was the same way #ilu guys please stay safe and happy and be kind to yourselves

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probablyhuntersmom · 10 months

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Everyone's journey of healing is different but, I think he'll still be able to wear the same wolf T-shirt even after everything that happened.

Whereas I could not ever wear the same T-shirt again: the one from the night of the worst thing my abusive parent did to me (screaming at me for a whole car ride home from some music lesson, then hitting me once we were home) when I was 11 :') It was a bright pink tee, and even conjuring the image of it up in my head now, 19 years later, still brings a burning sensation throughout my body due to anxiety. The only difference over the years is that the burning feeling is only a mild discomfort today, not a debilitating and overwhelming reminder. I had stopped wearing the tee after that night, and over time it ended up at the bottom of the wardrobe pile, until many many years later I gave it away at last.

#I don't quite know how to tag this but #okay to reblog #idk if people wanna comment or share their experiences #I feel like we're still classmates relating to what this boi went through #but. PSA from a therapist (me): please stay safe #abuse mention

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lifesshort-imshorter · 8 days

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My Sunday PSA for ADHD:

I am *constantly* seeing people talk about accidentally doubling up on their meds because they can't remember already taking them - or skipping them altogether just in case they did take them.

Seriously, guys, please think about getting the timer caps for your pill bottles. This has been a lifesaver for me when I grab my bottle to take my meds, remember I need to do something, set it down, and then when I see the pill bottle again I can't remember if I even opened the damn thing. This has happened enough that I can't count the times, and even if I could I wouldn't tell you because really, brain? C'mon.

This thing tells you exactly how long it's been since you opened the bottle and helps to keep you on track. These come in multiple sizes to fit virtually any pill bottle you already have, but they also come with their own bottles (and labels!) on the off chance they don't - and you can find them online easy enough.

Best part is these things can work for multiple people for different reasons. Got a forgetful parent or grandparent and want to make sure they're safe with their meds? Great gift. Have a teen in the home but you smoke weed and want to keep an eye on it? Perfect nug jar. Just curious about how long your adhd meds last before productivity goes down? Perfect timer.

Have teen children and worried they're going to access your Vicodin from that dentist appointment? Have a high fever and can't remember how long it's been since you took your last Tylenol? On day three of a depression streak and can't remember doing anything but staring at the wall? Can't remember how long it's been since your last birth control pill? Great purchase.

Just keep them in an area you are frequently and stop worrying (I keep my adhd meds right next to my computer, and my morning meds next to the sink in the bathroom). Get rid of the am/pm pill containers that no one remembers to fill anyways. Trust me, it is worth it.

In case I've inspired anyone, these are the ones I have, but there are other brands and styles out there from different sites if you don't support Amazon.

Even if it's not for you, please share so that other people see.

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cloverthemonke · 1 month

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these are some really old screenshots that I thankfully have saved. The server is still like this, even after all of this bullshit.

(The person named Duke has changed, and he is much nicer now. We are currently friends and he has made up for it.)

⚠️ Warning: Do not join this Discord server due to the following reasons:

Homophobic and transphobic,and all out anti-lgbtq behavior: The server fosters an environment where all LGBTQ individuals may face discrimination and hostility towards them.

Poor management: The staff exhibit unprofessional conduct, leading to a lack of support and resolution for issues within the server.

Unkind owner: The owner's behavior contributes to a negative culture, making the server unpleasant for its members.

Frequent arguments: Constant conflicts and disagreements among members detract from the overall experience and create a tense environment, and with the horrible staff, the arguments are not taken to dms and progressively get more violent.

Harassment: Instances of bullying and harassment are common, resulting in a hostile and unsafe space for participants.

For your well-being and safety, it's advised to avoid joining this Discord server, and please. For the love of god,Don't ask me about it, they tried to steal my whole irl identity by stealing photos of me that I posted, mocking me for talking abt possibly wanting to be trans in which which resulted in I getting kicked,and possibly banned I'm not sure.

Edit: I forgot abt the time when 3 server members told the staff that I was underage, and the staff believed it so I HAD TO SEND AGE VERIFICATION PHOTOS, and those 3 members stole those photos, and pretended to be me, which ended up in me getting timed out for "bullying a person for their looks and claiming they are not themselves". Fuck that shitty ass server dude.

Thank you.

-Clover

#safety #Discord warning #information #discord server #Warning #just letting you know #/srs #caution #be safe #awareness #be careful #❤️#please spread #please reblog #Just to get the word around #i love you all #please stay safe

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stellawolfe30 · 1 year

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!!!please read if you live in florida!!!

aaaaannnd im boutta be out of a job soon.

"welcome to florida where woke goes to die"

MORE LIKE WHERE INTELLIGENCE GOES TO FUCKING DIE.

if you didn't know. Ron DeSantis that idiot. just signed into law that any dumbass with a gun can carry a concealed loaded gun WITHOUT A PERMIT. WITHOUT ANY PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE OR ANY OTHER SHIT LIKE THAT.

So let me tell you something that i know as someone who works (i will be quitting as soon as possible) at a gun range/store.

To carry a concealed carry license you had to prove to an instructer that you undersand the laws regarding concealed carry and that you understand how to safely and correctly handle a firearm. despite floridas very flimsy gun laws this at least ensured that people knew what they were doing.

that will be gone July 1st

He did this, just the other day. No media channels covered it, he didn't announce it. that low-life piece of shit did this behind closed doors because he knows how dangerous this is and he's claiming its for "our protection"

ive see the kind of idiots that can get guns. I've seen them up close and personal. Ive stood in front of them as they pulled a loaded gun from their bag. ive seen them try t get into the concealed carry class without ever having touched a gun before. ive seen them try to buy one without knowing how to handle it safely. ive seen the kind of idiots that can own and buy a gun for a mere 300 bucks. sometimes lower if there's a sale.

"but backround checks-" dont do shit. like i said...ive seen the kind of idiots that can own firearms and thats not even counting how many dangerous people are going to be allowed to carry guns into public spaces without any license because its legal now.

I dont know what the best thing is to do, but please be aware of this. Im begging you no matter where you are please reblog this because Ron desantis is trying to hide this from as many people as possible.

Please reblog this to share this information to as many people as possible and to stay safe everyone!

Ron dedumbass wants us not to know, he wants to keep us oblivious so theres no uproar. spread this news!

#florida #important #news #warning #stay safe #this is important #please reblog #please boost #boost !!#signal boost

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zelda7999 · 7 months

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Goretober!

Hi, hello, hi

I am here to let ya'lls know, I usually do Goretober! I don't draw for everyday, but I do make quite a few. (and might finally post some of past years that were my favs!)

But if you do not like gore, then I HIGHLY suggest blocking these tags as they will be on all of my posts for Goretober:

#Goretober #Gore #ZeldaGoretober

but if you just want to block specific gore TYPES then here is the list I will be going off, feel free to block the ones you do not like (I will also type out the list in the image desc)

Have fun this October ya'lls! Be safe, and remember to block whatever you need to feel comfortable!

#Zelda talks #Goretober 2023 #goretober prompt list #ZeldaGoretober #Please stay safe ya'lls!#Not going to post anything until this has reblogged at least 3 times #gotta make sure everyone sees it

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anti-dazai-blog · 1 year

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26-29- Ango’s epic plot armor (and other complaints)

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Welcome back to the Anti-Dazai Series! I think I should just acknowledge that I have no posting schedule at this point. But the Anti-Dazai Series isn’t discontinued— it’s just taking me longer to create than I was hoping it would. Anyway. Onto a rundown of Dazai Crimes™ in these next four chapters.

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When we last left off, Dazai said he now will get the government involved in this conflict. I sure hope he does this in a normal sensible way, like by explaining what’s going on to them and requesting backup, and not in a Dazai Way, which will most likely endanger people’s lives.

We now return to our protagonist, Atsushi.

After getting scolded (and slapped) by Dazai after the Q incident, Atsushi decides to stay in the agency’s headquarters rather than to go out and risk messing things up again. Kouyou is still being held there, and she asks if he’s here because he “commit[ed] some error that made [him] scamper away from the front lines.”

Upon hearing that question, he makes a face indicating that she’s right, and when she questions him further, he says “I… I was just trying to protect them all…” while having flashbacks to Naomi and Haruno being injured post-Q fight last chapter.

If Dazai had chosen something better to say other than “get over it” [the exact quote was mentioned in part 20-25, but it was something similar enough to that], Atsushi wouldn’t be feeling so useless right now. Because he did try his best, and there was nothing he could have done to avoid that outcome. The only person who can do anything about Q’s ability is Dazai, and Dazai was not there with Atsushi at the time to stop it from happening.

Of course, I’m into blaming him for not being there, but I am blaming him for not properly comforting Atsushi. The “tough love” approach clearly failed with Akutagawa, and even though he’s being a lot nicer to Atsushi, in that last Q scene we see him somewhat slip into a tough love approach again. And we see in this chapter that Atsushi is not handling it well, and is taking it quite hard.

Now back to Dazai. Let’s see how his government negotiations are going.

Seems like he’s meeting with his old friend Ango. I sure hope this doesn’t turn violent..—nope, he’s now pointing a gun at him unprovoked.

Well at least it can’t get any worse— ah wow it got worse. Dazai just staged a car crash. There is absolutely no way Ango survives this.

I’m gonna do something I’ve never done before on the Anti-Dazai Series and include a screenshot of the manga, because the amount of plot armor Ango will need to survive this is. a whole lot. I’d really like to elaborate on this scene, but I’m too busy being amazed that Ango survives this.

There is absolutely no way Ango survived that. If BSD didn’t use anime physics, Ango would be very, very dead.

There is a lack of Dazai for a bit, as Kyoka gets captured by the police, Q gets captured by Lovecraft, and Nathaniel abandons the Guild, pushing Francis to speed up their plan of attack.

But Dazai returns just in time for the Q incident (the actual Q incident, not just a mini fight by the train station). Which is good, ‘cause he’s exactly the guy we need.

But of course, Dazai can’t handle a city-wide crisis without messing with people first, so when Kunikida approaches him asking about what this mysterious hand-shaped mark that appeared on him is, rather than tying him down to an infirmary bed and sedating him, he chains him up to a chair and simply watches as he has the magical equivalent of PTSD flashbacks [if I’m interpreting these panels correctly]. It is later revealed that not only did Dazai sit around and watch, but he filmed Kunikida for entertainment. I’ll get back to that later, once it’s mentioned in the manga, but keep that in mind.

Meanwhile, Atsushi is fighting for his life out there. With the help of Lucy, Atsushi escapes ((ALSO. It’s really not mentioned enough, but Lucy was the one who originally came up with the idea of the mafia and agency working together to take down the Guild. I’m pretty sure the anime changed it so that it was Atsushi’s idea, but in the manga Lucy suggests it to Atsushi in this scene. I think she deserves more credit than we give her. She’s a pretty cool character.))

Atsushi makes it to the ground safely, and now has the epic quest ahead of him of delivering Q’s doll to Dazai. Unfortunately, Mark is still shooting at him, and manages to hit him, shattering both of his legs . As Atsushi lies on the ground,with two broken legs, reaching for the doll, Dazai spawns out of nowhere and grabs it. Then he reveals that he set up a smoke screen beforehand, and he activates it now.

Sure, it would have been a lot more convenient if he activated it before Atsushi’s legs got shattered, but whatever. What can you expect from this guy, other than this.

And that’s it for this week’s chapter of the Anti-Dazai Series!! Join me next time when I’ll probably have enough content to stop grouping multiple chapters together like this, because I wanted to include chapter 30 in this entry too, but I scrolled through it and every other panel was Dazai, so I was like “nope! That’s way too much work for today!” and decided that that’ll be a problem for another day.

#Anti dazai series #I’m gonna go off topic for a second #I see that a bunch of you are getting harassed and bullied from associating with me #I love all of you and I read every tag you leave on your reblogs and I see every note I get #And I’m very very grateful for all of it #But I would much rather you stay safe than give me notes #So feel free to not reblog from me—#—especially if you have a lot of other stress to deal with and do not want cyberbullying added to that #Please stay safe #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #dazai #atsushi #ango #kunikida

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sunoksunny · 1 year

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IMPORTANT !!

im sure some of you have heard about the @/mintchocolatesunoox guy. he has created YET ANOTHER account under the name @/drvnk-d4zed

he admitted to being the mintchocolatesunoox dude. PLEASE do not interact with him. he is 21 (01 liner) and has been trying to get close with minors and s3xually harass them. please just report him and block him, especially if you are a minor.

#— sunny is speaking ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙#— important : ̗̀➛#please be careful everyone #he does NOT want to apologize #in fact he started trying to talk shit about some of the people who called him out #be careful about who you interact with !!#stay safe everyone #pls reblog to spread the word

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isbus · 1 year

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I’m not the type to say stuff like this but.. it has to be said.

Now that I’ve gotten your attention… Elsagate content on YouTube is back.

Elsagate Content is a type of YouTube content centered towards kids. If you have not heard of it, then you would think it’s good. It’s not. Elsagate content is traumatizing to say the least. It’s filled with topics such as pregnancy, needles, bodily waste, and so much gross stuff.

You might be thinking, ‘why is it centered towards kids?’. Well that’s because the sick fucks on the internet make these videos with popular kids characters. At first they were Spider-Man and Elsa from Frozen, now they are characters from games and very few movies/tv shows. Characters from Among Us, Poppy Playtime, Friday Night Funkin’, and more are being shown in these horrible situations. Even Ankha (specifically the ‘dancing’ one) is being used in certain videos!

These ‘kids’ videos are normalizing fetishes. Because of these videos, kids watching could see these topics as normal or nothing new to them. Gore, piss, shit, and even feet are gonna make them happy. These videos are not only traumatizing kids, but they are ruining kids and their childhood.

But most of all, pedophila is big in this content. “How?” You ask. Well here’s two examples.

1: As I said before, the ‘dancing’ Ankha video has been used in such content. So kids would record themselves ‘dancing like Ankha did in the Ankha Zone Animation’. This leads to horny pedophiles.

2: When comments were allowed on kids videos, people would put ‘codes’ in the comments. If you were to search YouTube with those codes, you would find kids twerking videos. Once again, horny pedophiles. Luckily this has been changed since you now cannot comment on kids videos.

This last example is about how children can get scarred by YouTube.

3: If a kid wanted to watch videos of something like Hey Arnold, they could search it up on YouTube. If they put filters on for playlists only, they could find porn gifs in those playlists. Some playlists may be different, but most playlists you can find are filled with porn gifs but they are disguised as a Hey Arnold playlist. Isn’t that fun?

Now what can you do to stop kids from watching stuff like that? Easy! REPORT THE FUCK OUT OF THOSE CHANNELS. If you see one? REPORT. If you have any spare accounts, have them report the channel too!

Also, if you have a younger sibling who just so happens to be a child or a child, have them not watch YouTube. Put on some kids tv instead. Make sure they don’t watch any of that content.

Keep YouTube- and the internet in general- away from children. Only when they can make safe decisions then allow them.

And lastly… Please reblog or warn others!

That’s all. Keep your children or siblings safe!

~IsBus

If you want more information or if I forgot something, watch this video!

#isbus #information #general information #be careful #youtube #elsagate #stay safe #warnings #reblog please #spread the word #tw mention of trauma #keep your kids or siblings safe!#long post #long reads

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mimssides · 1 year

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Insecurity

Here's my first late submission to the @loginceweek2023. Have fun and stay safe!

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He had seen many girls like her; she carried herself as if she was better than anybody sitting in this room simply by default. Her red hair was pulled up in a neat high ponytail, her pastel green dress looking like it cost more to get professionally ironed than a single dinner for his whole family of eight. Her low heels clacked delicately on the floor as she walked from the club leader back to one of the tables which was still free.

Anyway, Logan had no time to pay her too much attention. He had to scan all the students and see if there were people he actually needed to steer clear from. People who would harass him for things beyond his control and would not take kindly to the fact that he was here not because of connections and money but because of his intellect alone.

It didn’t take long and he had spotted a group of one man and two people with nonbinary patches, who eyed him suspiciously. Their looks were stuck on his, admittedly, walked out running shoes. He had them since his feet had stopped growing during ninth grade, so they had figuratively seen some shit. He tried not focus too much on it and steered away from them. There were enough other people around, so he most likely would be able to keep his distance even if they would get put into the same group for their defence team.

A little chatter went around the room. Logan ended up standing with some women who all weren’t from the area and kept quiet and to himself but agreed and smile more or less at the right time.

Patton better be proud of him for playing nicely. It wasn’t his strong suit and he felt relief wash over him when the club president took a stand and welcomed them all. A charismatic man introducing himself as Jeff and said they would go right into it and choose their first topic to debate.

“Does living in the dorm facilities help students in their studies at the Academy or is it harmful for the students studying progress?”

They would be divided into four groups, two for living on campus and two against. Giving them 15 minutes of time to figure out their arguments and choose two speaker for each group, so they could have eight debates in total.

Logan could work with this. He got put into a group which was to debate for living on campus, and while he himself didn’t live here he had no problem to come up with arguments and help assess which ones would work the best against the other groups’ possible counter arguments. Indeed, he was so good that the others in his group quickly decided that the should be their first speaker and Logan was pleased with himself. He had proven to be competent enough without even having to prompt them to consider him.

The 15 minutes ended rather quickly and Logan walked up to Jeff with his group mate. They all repeated their names and Jeff made the match ups for the eight debates. Two rounds would go simultaneously and the first pairing was already announced as Jeff revealed that the second pairing would be: “Logan Sowa and Jewel Choi! Please get your facts ready and go over to the right side of the room. I’ll be with you in a second.”

Curiously Logan looked around to see who Jewel Choi was. And with him to the right wandered the redheaded woman from before. Here eyes, suprisingly dark, landed on him and she simply raised an eyebrow.

Well. He could work with this. He would put her down a notch or two, Logan silently decided and took his place behind the podium.

Patton didn’t like this. Logan had promised he would be done by six and come and go to dinner with him by twenty past six. It was 18:46 now, his phone display said and he nervously paced up and down. He was aware that his friend tended to be a little late for everything except for work and school related things but for Patton he usually made an excpetion and was at most five minutes late.

“Uh, do you want to call this guy?” Virgil, Patton’s third newest friend asked. “This seems to stress you out.”

Patton turned to him and smiled up. The lanky man, completely in black with eyeliner smeared under his eyes was flanked by his boyfriend Remus, Patton’s second newest friend. The pair was a rather odd one, Remus with his bright pink dyed hair and his revealing clothes with neon accents and Virgil with his dark as the night aesthetic. And yet they seemed to get along well and that was all Patton could wish for the two of them. They had already endeared themselves to him and he wanted to pat them on the head and maybe give them a second cookie or two.

“It’s okay, kiddos. Logan sometimes has troubles with punctuality. I shouldn’t worry. He’s not a child anymore after all,” Patton waved their concern off and looked back to school building.

Despite his words, Patton couldn’t help himself. He knew how Logan struggled to make new friends and that the Academy, even though he had dreamt of coming here, didn’t feel safe to him. So Patton had made it his mission to take care and check up on Logan today. Which was rather hard when his friend wasn’t here to be taken care of.

A big, gloved hand pulled him out of his thoughts. Quickly Patton turned and saw his first new friend of the year stand before him. Or well, tower over him. Patton wasn’t particularly tall and Janus Andreà was about the same height as Logan, which was pretty tall in Patton’s book. But that was where the apparent similarities of the two ended already. Janus had a rather burly statue, big chest, big arms, and a bit of a gut. His clothing was almost as dark as Virgil’s but it leaned more into a refined, toned down goth look; black blouse with some soft ruffles around the collar and a pair of two very pretty golden clasps connected with a delicate chain. He did think that the black pleated pants with thin golden stripes and the black bulgariens were a little over the top but Patton couldn’t deny that it did look good on Janus. Well, all of him looked good but that was besides the point.

“It seems you aren’t being quite honest with us,” Janus said smoothly.

Patton could not help but pout at his new friend who simply raised his eyebrow. He was surprisingly resistent to his puppy eyes and Patton was not happy about that. It also didn’t help that he looked at him with those nice brown green eyes. Really, far too distracting.

Enough with distraction though. Patton was worrying about a friend, not being strage about his new friend.

“I might be a little worried,” Patton said and pulled away from Janus’ big hand, “but it’s alright. Logan is very capable. I know he can handle himself.”

“So why are we waiting for him, if he can handle himself so well?”

Patton’s look grew stern. The pretty eyes were forgotten and he told Janus very, very calmly: “Just because people can handle themselves and are strong and independent, doesn’t mean that they don’t need to be checked upon from time to time. Especially if they are used to never being asked about how their day went and are expected to shoulder everything just because nobody has the time to look after them. So, I will wait for my friend. If you are cold or hungry and want to leave, you may. But I will wait for him and that is final. Am I clear?”

“Crystal,” it came from all three men at once and Patton quickly turned back to look to the academy facilities.

A shiver ran down Patton’s spine. He hadn’t meant to-

Relief spread throughout him at the sight of Logan finally showing up around the corner. Without thinking he ran towards his friend, promptly lowering his speed as he noted the downcast look on Logan’s face. His shoulders hang low, as he pushed his bycicle next to his side, which was odd enough in itself, but damming with the fact that he didn’t even lift his eyes from the floor. No, that wouldn’t do.

“Logan!” he called and latter looked to him.

But there was no relief as he registered Patton. No, Patton realized quickly. Logan wasn’t looking at him; he was looking at his new friends and he could see his friend’s mood turning sourer by the minute.

“Logan.”

Logan had stopped in his track. Patton stood in front of him and pouted at him. Damned shall be that pout and he pulled his eyes away from him or the other people behind him.

“I’m afraid you and your new ... camerades waited for naught. I am not in a good condition to go out for dinner. Excuse the inconvinience,” Logan said blandly.

“Logan.”

Logan’s eyebrow twitched. His jaw clenched and he glared at Patton’s patronizing tone.

Angrily he tried to pass Patton and hissed: ”Let me spare you my company and just go off with your - your whatever! I’ve gotta get home now.”

Patton gripped him gently by the wrist. Of course gently, as it was how Patton did all things. Gently as the rich would all speak when they would take the last coin out of his families pocket.

“Has someone been mean to you?”

Why did Patton always have to sound so genuine? Why did his gentle not seem so damning than the others?

“It’s not worth mentioning. I made a fool of myself.”

Patton winced at the coldness of his voice. He knew his tells far too well.

“I’m sure it’s not so bad. And even if it was; there are many more days to come where you can prove how smart you really are.”

Of course, that got the tiniest smile out of Logan. Patton let go of his wrist and slung him in an awkward hug with the bycicle pressed between the both of them. Awkwardly as well Logan hugged back and looked at the people who had waited with Patton here.

“I’m still not going to eat with them,” Logan said bluntly when he pulled away.

“Logan!”

“In how many different tones are you planning to say my name tonight? It is getting rather ridciulous at this point,” Logan deadpanned at Patton’s appallment.

“They are nice people! My three newest friends! I want you to meet them, I’m sure you’ll get along great,” Patton insisted.

Logan just raised his eyebrows.

“Patton” - he pointed at the emo’s shoes - “this man’s doc martens could pay for my family’s meals for a month. We’re eight people. I’m not going to to argue with more rich-”

“They’re fakes!”

Logan blinked. The smallest man smiled brightly and pulled the emo towards him and Patton.

“Uh, what Rem means is,” the emo stuttered, “that I thrifted these and modified them to look like actual doc martens? Because I don’t make enough at the bar I work at on the weekends and my parents don’t approve of me spending their money to look, uh, like this. But you’re right. Rich people suck.”

“YEah! We suck! Down with the rich fuckers!” Rem giggled and went to high five the emo who grinned sheepishly but high-fived back.

“My fathers do not suck,” the last man said bemusedly and met Logan’s gaze. “But I can be quite the bitch.”

“Language!” Patton whined.

That was what managed to get a laugh out of Logan and the three weird individuals, who Patton had aggressively befriended, laughed with him. Maybe going to dinner with these people wouldn’t be too bad after all.

It couldn’t be true. That couldn’t be it.

Who was she trying to fool though? L30N_the_L30 was Logan. Patton had given her all of their alters. He had given him Logan’s too but she had been sure that she must have misremembered the name. That she must have messed up the numbers. But today Leo had told her that he would like her to meet his friends if she felt up to it. He had told her their alters.

It were exactly the same names that Patton had given her this lunch. To Jewel’s credit, she hadn’t flinched at Leo’s - Logan? - words. She had continued as if nothing had happened, had sung a song, had joked, and laughed with him until it was time to call it a night.

Now the rest of her life lay in shambles in front of her. The one guy from her real life friend group, who very obviously didn’t like her, who very obviously wanted her to be someone else’s problem, was the very same guy who had started chatting with her two months ago. The very same guy who made her feel okay with being himself. Who made a person out of that string of random numbers he had chosen to represent himself with. Who made his life much more bearable than it had been for years at this point.

The man who Jewel was starting to actually love so much that he wanted to take care of himself. So, that he wouldn’t worry Logan. Or Leo? Was Leo to Logan what his own alter was to Jewel? Or was Leo just a game to Logan? Was all of this just a game to him while it was the world to Jewel?

No. No, 25 - the nickname Leo/Logan had given him, knew that it wasn’t true. To Logan this world wasn’t just a game. It was his take at freedom and happiness. His chance to not be fighting for survival with some shard of decency left but to have fun and be young.

It was not the same to what 25 got out of it, but it was meaningful and special nevertheless.

This world was for Logan to be happy in. It wasn’t the only place where he truly existed, no, not how it was for 25. 25 who was just a number and would never be real. He would never breathe and joke and be happy and sing outside of the academy when he felt like it.

No, 25 would at some point simply disappear in the world of 0 and 1’s whereas Jewel would leave a few remains of some sort.

Not that it mattered. None of the people she cared about would be there. Her mother wouldn’t let them come to a funeral if there would even be one. Who knows? Maybe they would never learn of her death.

Nothing of that was important or certain though. Certain was just that Logan didn’t learn who 25 was. He should just be happy and safe in the VU. He should get a friend to whom he could vent about his amazing friends, which could get a little much or never truly understood what it felt like to feel the constant pressure of lacking money and perspective, like Logan did.

It was tragic and unfair. And yet, had it not been clear from the very beginning? Even before Jewel had met Leo, she had met Logan. Over a year ago in the debate club when they were paired off against each other. There she had seen that Logan was just so much better than her.

Yes, she might have won the debate, might have been a little more succinct, just a tad more charming. But no one in that room ever would try to go against Logan again, after he had roughly shut down stupid Kensington the II and his fan troupe. They had badmouthed him and a girl who also came from a low income family in a not very subtle way all during their first round of debates. Just after Logan and Jewel had finished up, Logan had stepped down and walked right up ahead to them. She never could grasp what it had been, how he could have done it, but for once in their life Kensington the II grew quiet with fear.

“Laura or Choi might defeat me when I stutter. But you won’t win against me when I’m black out drunk.”

Nothing else had to be said. Not a single other word was uttered about the incident and Logan won his second debate with flying colours.

How was Jewel supposed to keep up with that?

She cried into her pillow. Cried and cried as her little ice floe melted under her frozen legs and frostbitten hands. As she slowly got closer to the ice cold water until it hit her hard and rough as she knew it would. She cried and cried as the last little bit of her self curled tightly into itself and tried to not be washed out of her body.

It couldn’t hold on.

Jewel never could hold on.

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