#felt that other post wasnt the place for this message

[morwap]

𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

brothers best friend!fwb!theodore nott x fem!reader

smut muggle au!, modern au!

nav • t.n m.list

dom!theo nott, sub!reader, b/n = brothers name, protected sex, p in v, fwb!harry potter x reader mention, mention of sending/receiving nudes, jealousy, lowkey toxic, fingering, handjob, oral f! and m! receiving, light praise and degradation, name calling, use of the word cunt, clit slapping, there’s a safe word in place,

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your brothers friends were off limits, you knew that, and that’s why you were currently ignoring theodore nott for the life of you, or that was part of the reason you were ignoring him for and the other reason being that a couple weeks ago you saw theo and pansy making out at party on your brothers instagram story.

now that wouldnt be an issue if you hadn’t been fucking theo for the past five months, and your feelings for him grew without you noticing until you saw that god awful post. jealousy filled you and you were taken back by it, literally having to sit your phone down and take a minute. you felt betrayed, theo told you he wasnt with anyone else.

you came up with a quick plan, ghost him to get over him. not that easy since you two go to the same college but youd manage.

and you did, if he got too close you made sure to walk away and stop answering his texts or facetimes and theo noticed about two days into this plan. you expected him to just stop texting but it seemed like he texted more and more.

theo.

hey

hello?

why arent you answering?

cmon y/n wtf

answer the phone

please?

alr whatever

are you being fr??

those were the messages you got on the daily. you turned off your read receipts and just half swiped on snapchat and didnt check your instagram dms and letting your phone ring every time he called.

you fought yourself from answering his messages, you missed him, missed his touch.

you tried telling yourself it was the sex you missed. that once you fuck someone else you’d have no feelings towards him, and so you let harry potter go down on you but all you could think about was the first time you had gotten with theo.

-

it was cold, the breeze chilling your legs as you rubbed your hands on your thighs for some warmth in that area.

your date had gone sour, and what sucked was he was your ride home but you both had disagreed about something which caused him to leave. that and you were hoping to get laid but your fingers could get you off just fine.

you pressed your phone to your ear, calling your brother for a ride.

“hello?”

“b/n can you come pick me up? please?” you pleaded, teeth chattering. you would’ve gone inside the nice cafe but it had been closed.

“im at Blaise’s” b/n sighed. you groaned irritably. blaise’s of fucking course he was at blaise’s which was two hours away.

“i can ask theo to pick you up. that good? hes dorm” b/n suggested, you could hear blaise and draco in the background almost feeling bad for calling while he was with his friends.

“yeah yeah theos fine” you said taking up the offer, hell you wouldnt care if it was enzo that picked you up and you and enzo did not get along—he annoyed you more than your brother at some points in time.

b/n hung up and three minutes later you got a text from theo asking where you were at.

theo’s truck came into view and you hurried inside of it. shutting the door and relishing in the warm air coming from the vents. putting on your seatbelt then rubbing your hands on your legs to warm them up faster.

“thank you” you sighed happily, ready to go to your dorm and take a shower.

“no biggie” theo said and smiled softly at you before he started driving. rain started, theo went slower on the now slick roads. you couldn’t believe how dark it gotten even though it was only seven pm.

“so what happened?” theo asked, glancing over at you for a second, eyes taking in your appearance. you noticed a small almost not noticeable if you didnt look at him in time, a small and quick lip bite.

you laughed softly, leaning back against the leather seats. “date gone sour. he was my ride back to the dorms but we didnt get along and he left” you said summing up the experience for his sake or maybe for yours, rather just forget about it then dwell on it.

theo shook his head, “dickhead” was all he muttered and you laughed softly.

you stilled when theos hand reached your thigh, squeezing a bit. your eyes trailed from his hands—his perfectly sculpted hands to his bicep then to his neck then finally his face. a smug look on his face, butterflies filled your stomach.

was theo always this attractive? yes but did you truly see it before now? no he was just like all your brothers friends and he was the only one you could stand to be around more than five minutes other than blaise.

his fingers traveled up and up and up slowly, finally reaching your silk panties. his fingers grazed over your clothed slit, testing the waters, you let out a soft moan. watching his wrist disappear and reappear from out of your skirt.

moving your panties to the side. his middle finger grazed your clit as you opened your legs a bit for him. he smirked at this, a small chuckle coming from him as he continued to drive.

your clit continued to be toyed with by theo, sometimes moving his finger down to bring some of your wetness up to your clit. you moaned as he did as he pleased.

theos pants got tighter, you could see the print from where you were sitting. biting your lip before moving your hand that was gripping the edge of the passenger seat to his wrist, moving his hand away from you which made him glance over at you with a slightly confused face.

you looked around, the road was empty, not a car in sight. trees all around.

your hands went to his sweatpants, rubbing theos cock through the fabric before getting his cock out fully. theos breathing got quicker.

theo pulled over once you started to suck him off, relaxing into his seat as your tongue swirled around him. theo grabbed your hair, making sure it didnt go into your face.

“fuck—keep going, just like that” theo groaned, his eyes rolling back and his head pushed back onto the head rest a bit. theo pushed your head down quickly causing you to choke a bit. theo laughed a bit before you started sucking on his tip causing him moan mid laugh.

you bobbed your head a few times before theo pulled you off his cock, a string of saliva connecting you to his cock as theo muttered a quick “alright, up” and then the string was broken from him smashing his lips onto yours.

sloppy kisses as he leaned his seat back and guided you onto his lap. his cock pressed between his abdomen and your cunt.

-

you came at the thought of it which harry’s tongue lapping and sucking at your cunt. you had to hold back from moaning theos name. you went down on harry after then you two just started a little friends with benefits.

you still missed theo, missed sneaking into his truck in the middle of the night more times than you could remember during the winter break whether it was for sex or just to hang out. missed getting goodnight and morning texts from him.

missed sneaking around your brother even though it made thing difficult, you wanted to be able to tell people but you knew you couldnt but the sneaking around part was also exciting.

harry did help, he took your mind off theo at times. you and harry normally sent nudes and sexted but when he wasn’t busy with his school work or his track meets and when you were free, you guys would meet up and give each other head; not having gone all the way yet.

but now, it was spring break. no more having to be aware of where you were and were he was at all times just so you didn’t have a chance of bumping into him.

your parents were so happy you and your brother came home for spring break and not gone with your friends, draco,mattheo and blaise offered you and b/n to go on a road trip with them but you both declined.

three days into spring break and your parents went to your guys’ aunts house to help spring clean. they were going to stay for two nights and for you and b/n to be responsible and not tear up the house.

your phone buzzed, groaning as you moved your hand around trying to find it as you watched american horror story on your laptop. you moved your blanket and your phone finally was found.

cho<3

cant come over :( ceds having diner with my parents

you sighed, reading over her message. now you had no plans, you were hoping she’d come over and now you were out of luck and didn’t feel like going out plus you didn’t have your own car.

you

have fun with ced ;)

read

tossing your phone down with a sigh, turning your attention to your laptop.

your phone buzzed again, you picked it up.

theo.

stop ignoring me.

you sighed again then tossed your phone somewhere on your blanket. laying your head down on your pillow then dragging your finger on the mousepad to skip the intro of the new episode.

-

you groaned as you woke up, it was now dark and “are you still watching” was on your laptop screen.

loud noises were heard from downstairs, you sat up and checked your phone. you had a few snaps from blaise, luna, ginny and ron and a message from theo hours ago just saying “ok” you furrowed your brow as you read it off your notification center.

you moved your laptop to the end of your bed. getting up and stretching before going to your drawer and pulling out a pair of cute pink panties and an oversized shirt.

leaving your room with your clothes and heading down the hall to the bathroom. walking past b/ns room, his door was open which was unusual unless one of his friends were over but no one was in there.

stripping off your clothes then getting into the shower, letting the hot water run down your skin. scrubbing your skin with your favorite body wash then rinsing off your body.

you heard voices, not just your brothers but someone else’s. your heart sank as you hurried and put on your clothes. quickly cleaning up water that had gotten on the floor with a towel then putting it into the laundry basket as your brushed your teeth.

finishing up in the bathroom, after putting on lotion and doing your skin care routine. you walked to your room about to open your door before you heard it.

a laugh, not just any laugh but theodore fucking notts laugh.

maybe it was your mind playing tricks on you. you tip toed to the stairs, taking a couple steps down then crouching to try and see without going all the way down the stairs. peeking through the railing, and there he was.

theo and b/n talking, you cursed at yourself in your head as theo glanced up at you. theo smirked.

hurrying up the couple steps then to your room. chewing on your nails, now you were just going to stay in your room til he left.

this was supposed to be a relaxing break in which you did not have to watch your back 24/7. you plopped onto your bed, groaning in the process. maybe theo was just here to hang out with b/n and that was it, you knew theo wouldn’t pull anything in front of him but it didn’t save you from the awkward tension, or seeing him when walking to the kitchen or bathroom.

just stay in your room and don’t come out, that was your plan.

you spent hours in your room, trying to watch show after show to keep your mind off theo being in your house but you couldnt he kept slipping into your mind and clouding it up with thoughts of only him and no one else.

staring at your ceiling, realizing your first plan was not working and you were not getting over him and perhaps the plan made it worse.

your eyes felt heavy and you started to drift off.

waking up thirsty in your dark room, rubbing your eyes before feeling around you bed for your phone. finally finding it and turning on your flashlight. finding your way to plug in your fairy lights.

now you could finally see. it was 1 am and you heard noises from b/ns room hoping they had moved in there to do whatever they do when they hung out so youd have a better chance of not seeing theo.

putting on a pair of shorts and then opening your door, looking towards your brothers door. hoping they were both in there. you headed to the kitchen, letting out a breath once you finally reached the kitchen.

grabbing a bottle of water, you flicked the kitchen light off before heading back to your room. you successfully got a bottle of water without seeing theo.

you took off your shorts before getting into your bed. checking your messages and scrolling through twitter, your back facing your door and head on your pillow as read tweet after tweet.

you heard your door click open, you put your phone face down before turning over.

“theo what the fuck are you doing in here?” you asked, your voice raising. theo shushed you, as he shut your door.

“shut up, do you want b/n to wake up?” theo scoffed, stepping closer to your bed. you shook your head no.

the tension was thick, watching him take in your appearance then you took in his own. you felt the urge to kiss him, your body longing for his.

theo huffed and ran his fingers through his hair, shaking his head a bit. “why are you in here?” you asked, sitting up in your bed. covering yourself with your blanket.

“you know why the fuck im in here y/n” theo said, getting even closer to your bed. you both looking into each other’s eyes, you sat up onto your knees. you hopped he was feeling the same way you were, missing you like you missed him and theo did.

theo had been going crazy since you started ignoring him, not being able to ask b/n about you or tell him too tell you to text him back. theo connected the dots on you viewing the video on b/ns story of him and pansy and then right after you started to ghost him, he knew the video is what caused it.

that was the only time him and pansy kissed, they were both drunk and it was just in the moment nothing more. pansy was strictly a friend, theo and her talked about it after they kissed that he had feelings for you and pansy promised not to tell. theo wanted to tell you in person but you avoided him.

theo leaned down locking your lips roughly, your hands went to his sides and his hands trailed up your hip making your shirt rise and a bit. he started to push you back a bit, getting off your knees and moving back to sit, letting him push you back.

both of you gasping into each other, hands gripping and fondling each other. your legs opened for him to rest between. “i heard you started fucking around with harry” theo said between kisses as his hand rubbed up your thigh to your waist then to your clothed cunt.

you moaned softly, his thumb grazing over your clit, moving up and down teasingly. “its nothing serious” you whined under him, his thumb adding more pressure.

“did he fuck you?” theo asked, looking down at you. you shook your head no, looking up at him. “say it out loud whore” he scoffed, roughly taking your face with his hand and pulling towards him.

“no” you mumbled, his thumb still working on your clothed clit taking away the slight pain from his grip on your face. your legs spread more, a small wet patch on your panties formed.

“good girl” he cooed, his fingers moved your panties to the side then running his middle finger along your bare cunt making you shiver. “my sweet girl” theo added sweetly.

you gasped as his hand lifted then landed on your cunt with a hard smack, your thighs quickly closed as you let out a soft hiss. “you’ve been so bad lately” theo sighed, gently spreading your legs, fingertips brushing over your thighs before smacking your cunt again.

thighs closing quickly, a whimper left your lips. theos grip still on your face, letting the sting calm as he rubbed your thigh. “ignoring me over a five second video we could’ve talked about” theo whispered, your eyes grew wide. theos hand moving your legs open again.

“m’sorry i should’ve talked to you about it” you admitted in a whine, as his middle finger grazed your clit softly. another slap, you moaned. your hand reached to cup your cunt to help calm the sting.

theos lips pressed against your forehead, “and we’ll talk about it later” he whispered, his hand pushing away your hand softly to rest on your bed then his came back to cunt with loving strokes on your clit.

“but for now i’ve missed your cunt” he whispered, letting go of your face and kissing you then trailing the kisses down to your neck, his hand moving from your clit to push up your shirt.

theo tossed your shirt onto the floor before his lips met your skin again, going down and down leaving wet kisses down your chest and abdomen then above your panties. looking up at you, then hooking his fingers around the thin fabric and pulling it down your legs and letting it drop from his hands onto the floor.

one hand pushed your leg back, holding at the bend of your knee pinning it to the bed. theos other hand came to cunt, running his finger along your slit a couple of times before spreading you with fingers. “you’re so wet” theo commented, his eyes trained on your glistening cunt.

“did harry make you this wet?” theo asked in a harsh tone, glaring up at you, theos finger slipping inside you. shaking your head ‘no’ as his finger pumped in and out. his fingers were big, much bigger than harry’s and your own. theos thumb found your clit and rubbed in circles.

theo removed his hand from you, then landing a slap on your clit. “what did i say about saying it out fucking loud” theo spat harshly.

“cmon you whore, tell me, did he make you this wet” theo said, your cunt clenched around nothing.

“no” you moaned out, his fingers finding you again.

“there we go, you can be so good for me when you try” theo whispered against your thigh, biting at your inner thigh as his fingers made you moan and whine out for him to keep going.

you looked down at him between your legs, “something you want princess? you’re gonna have to ask for it” theo teased.

“please, please” you mumbled, your eyes rolling back, clenching around his fingers.

“tell me what you want my love” theo said watching you, admiring you and your state. admiring the way your back arches at his finger tips and how you can’t think straight when he’s touching you.

you whimpered, the coil tightening and tightening. “your cock please theo, please” you begged, theo smiled.

theo kissed your clit before easing his fingers out of you, you leaned up trying not to think of how empty you felt. your hands pulling off theos shirt, then his sweatpants and boxers letting his cock spring out.

you leaned over, opening the drawer in your nightstand then feeling around and finally feeling the condoms you had.

taking one then leaning back to theo, going back to rest on your knees. leaning up and kissing him, taking the condom out of the wrapper as you kissed down his neck.

rolling the condom onto him, theo pushed you back down. theos hands moving your legs to his waist.

theo pulled back, taking his cock, teasing his tip at your entrance before pushing into you. “oh fuck” you moaned, gripping at the pillow above you. your eyes squeezing shut and your mouth fell open. theos hand gripped your thigh harshly, digging his nails into your skin.

theo wanted to tell you how good you felt but couldn’t form words, trying not to cum from just the first thrust in. having to take a minute for himself after being in you fully.

you clenched around him when you felt him start to pull out then push back in. theos hips going slow at first then getting faster and faster as he went.

his name falling from your lips as he continued to fuck you, leaning back and harshly pulling you to him.

theo leaned forward, his head finding its way to the crook of your neck. heavy breathing and theo groans and your whimpers filled the room, the both of you trying to stay quieter since b/n was across the hall.

“let me on top” you whispered, against his ear then a soft kiss followed.

a kiss was placed on your neck, “are you sure?” theo asked still thrusting at a quick pace. you nodded. theo pulled out of you, moving with occasional kisses as theo helped you get on top of him.

theos back rested against your head board, you glanced down, theo helped you line yourself up with him before pushing yourself down onto his cock. your eyes squeezed shut, head rolling back and theo kissed on your neck.

you lifted then went back down, moving on him, feeling him fill you up.

theos kissed went to your mouth as you got closer, your chests almost touching. moaning into each other as you rode him. moving in a way so that your clit would get friction.

his hands gripped your hips, helping you move on him. his cock throbbed in you.

“y’feel so good” theo moaned, he was close and didn’t know how long he’d last from now.

theos fingers went to your clit, rubbing, causing you to shutter against him and whimper loudly, “cum for me princess” theo demanded.

clenching around theos cock as he rubbed your clit faster, theo thrusted up a little. your legs shook, shuddering as you came on his cock.

moans and soft hums came from you as it became too much. theo moving you up and down as you came down, “mmh too much, too much” you whined, clinging onto theo. your head resting in the crook of his neck, his hands moving to your ass, guiding you up and down.

theo moaned as he came, filling the condom with a few thrusts.

your fingers traced shapes on his chest as his hands moved from your ass to your waist and one to your thigh, rubbing comfortably.

his lips pressed against your forehead before moving you off him gently.

theo tossed the condom into the trash, putting on his boxers. grabbing tissues and then coming to clean you up.

opening your drawers for a new pair of underwear and a shirt then coming back to your tired frames and helping you dress.

slipping into your bed, moving your blankets to cover the both of you. theo reached for your phone that laid behind you as you got comfortable with your head on his chest.

theo knew your password, unlocking your phone and getting on snapchat and sending a pic of you on his chest to harry then blocked him, going to messages and instagram and blocking him on there also.

going back to messages and turning on your read receipts for himself then sitting your phone back down.

“you wanna talk about that video now?” theo asked, his fingertips dancing along you back.

you hummed in agreement.

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[kookblurx]

what are we? - jjk

→ SUMMARY: both of you shared the same memories ... but not the same feelings?

→ GENRE: boyfriend au; slightly angsty; influencer Jungkook; secret dates; misunderstandings; jungkook is not good with feelings.

→ RATING: 18+

→ NOTE: <3 also because some people complained that i write about trigger topics: I ALWAYS write in the genre section if there will be triggers or what this au is about. i also mention the age rating. so please read all this stuff carefully and if you dont wanna read specific genres, please scroll. thanks.

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"Jungkook ... what are we?" "I dont know, does it matter?" " .... "

your fingers started to hurt from all the typing onto your phone. in the past few days it was nearly impossible to reach Jungkook. he was always busy hanging out with friends or jetting around the world. not once did he made time for you and you started to wonder why. why did he stopped caring for you? why did he suddenly ignored you? so many questions were running through your head as you looked down on your phone. he read your last message but as usual stopped responding. after another 10 minutes you putted your phone on the bedsite table. there was no use in waiting for an answer so you layed down with a sigh, placing an arm above your eyes. at the same time your mind drifted away, remembering all the memories you two shared with each other.

the day you met Jungkook for the first time was at your friends party. she bragged about how she knows someone "famous", one of those influencers, as she called them. Of course she invited the whole University campus to her little party, only to brag about him. You were invited too but nearly ditched her last minute. For you it didnt made much sense just to come by to check one of her "famous" friends out. Its probably another dude who no one knows beside her. thanks to your other friend you went to the party and it was a huge suprise. it wasnt some random influencer, it was Jeon Jungkook. A guy who's a heartthrob, a guy every girl in your class had a crush onn. no day goes by without someone mentioning his recent post or story on his SNS channels.

"what the heck Jisoo ... how is it possible that you know someone like him?" with a drink in your hand you immediately bombarded your friend with questions.

she didnt made a secret out of it. her father was a famous photographer and one day jungkook came into his studio. they all had a great time which ended in them becoming friends. jungkook got swarmed by many girls on the party so you didnt had a chance to talk to him. to tell him how inspiring he is with his fashion line. the luck was on your side as the party slowly came to an end, you only wanted to get some fresh air as you saw him leaning over the railing. jungkook had a beer in his hand as he turned into your direction. his long hair was tied into a half ponytail and you swore to yourself that you never saw someone as beautiful as him. the both of you started talking, exchanging contact infos after he promised to help you with your studies .. and that was the moment you two became friends.

from that moment on you were inseparable. junkook was hanging at your place whenever an assignment was coming up. the two of you had so much fun together that the time was flying by. your meet up extended to secret restaurant dates, of course he paid for all of it. another time he took you with him to one of those influencer events for his new clothing line. life was easy, the both of you were happy. laughing, teasing and cracking jokes all the time. sometimes jungkook even slept over as you two had many deep talks about the universe or about your friendship.

"i really cherish the moments with you y/n" as he rolled over to you, you realised for the first time that you felt more for him than just friendship.

even after realising that it didnt became akward between the two of you. on the contrary, jungkook was really open whenever it came to his own feelings. it didnt took long before you received a late night text from him. those 3 simple words made your heart skip as beat as some bubbles of happieness were rising inside of your stomach

"i love you, y/n" "... i love you too, jungkook"

pressing the phone against your chest you slept wonderful that night but as the morning came ... everything was in pieces again.

"fuck ... sorry, i think i drank too much last night ... i didnt meant to say that"

so many things were going through your head but the only solution for you was to lie. telling him that you were also out with friends, probably a bit drunk and that this text was meant for someone else.

after that it became weird between you too. jungkook started to ignore your messages whenever he felt of running away. supportive as you were, you still attended his events to show that you are there for him. in the meantime he started to release his own music, becoming more popular as he slowly got more and more out of reach for you. netherless you attended his solo concerts ... until one night. the night you couldnt take it anymore. your hands were shaking as you grabbed your phone, typing a message in hopes to reach him.

"i cant take this anymore ..."

as you were waiting for a reply you opened the gallery on your phone. scrolling through all the photos he had sent you over the years you couldnt help but cry. your finger was shaking as you deleted every single one of them. slowly ... before you reached the last one, a message popped up at the top of the screen.

"no, please. let me explain it." "where are you?"

another message. with a sigh you told him to meet you at your usual spot. the playground outside of the Campus. the area was secluded and no one would spy on him there. since jungkook became a world wide star it was harder for the both of you to meet up. around 2 in the morning you finally reached the playground. as usual jungkook was already there, leaning against the swings, waiting for you. he only waved at you before taking a step closer. both of his hands were hidden inside the pockets of his jeans as jungkook looked down onto the ground.

"explain .. i dont have that much time Koo" you were anxious as jungkook suddenly grabbed both of your hands. "i know i was stupid, giving you hope like that ... especially in the middle of the night. i ... im also sorry that i ignored you all of a sudden. you are my dearest friend .. i was an asshole"

normally you should be happy about his words, but those words only hurted you more. "dearest friend" thats what you were, nothing more? whats with all the nights he shared inside your bedroom, in the same bed as you? holding your hand or wrapping both of his arms around you. no, you werent just a friend. he wasnt just a friend, not for you. with a fast motion you pulled your hands away from him, making jungkook look up for the first time since you arrived. hurt was seen inside of his eyes, confusion and ... anxiety? why was someone anxious who doesnt feel anything about you?

"kook stop ... its okay yeah? i get it, we are friends and nothing else. so you dont need to apologize" jungkook bit down on his lips "its just .. im not good with my feelings .. so i needed to clear some things up" "its okay really"

it was a lie, you said goodbye to him with a lie. from that night on you were the one who ignored him because you couldnt bear it anymore. from videos on instagram you saw how distracted he was whenever he performed, something was bothering him. jungkook's eyes were full of hurt whenever the camera pointed at him. his hair got longer and messier, here and there was a new tattoo on his arm. somehow he was miserable but you couldnt point your finger on it why.

after 3 weeks without any contact you finally received a message from him. it was one sentence

"i miss you"

the moment you were reading those words you broke down crying. hot tears fell down onto the display on your phone and thats how you ended up in this situation. asking jungkook what the two of you were ... and reveiving his answer. your heart kept aching badly as you tried to sleep. on the next morning there was no more messages so you got ready for class. jisoo was really worried about you because of the dark circles underneath your eyes. the whole time she held your hand underneath the desk, carressing the top of it with her thumb. from time to time you had told her about your issues with jungkook, sadly she didnt had an solution for you.

after the lecture you finally had time to look on your phone, to your suprise you had 2 messages from jungkook. a bit hesistant you openend the messenger, widening your eyes because of the words you just read.

"im on the campus. please come outside. i need to tell you something." "the last thing i will tell you, if you want to. promise."

you it was probably a mistake but yout fingers typed straight away.

"okay"

jisoo was confused that you rushed down the stairs and nearly tripped over your own feed. on the way outside you threw your bag into the arms from another friend, telling her you would be right back. arriving outside there was no sign of jungkook, was it already too late? a glance on the chatroom showed you that he read your message, so he is still here, hopefully. as you reached the corner, someone grabbed your wrist and pulled you into the shadows. first you panicked, thinking it was some kind of weirdo. but as your eyes adjusted to the sudden change of light you could see jungkook sitting on the ground. with one hand he gestured to sit down with him, which you did immediately. first it was quiet between the two of you, only your fingertips touched slightly.

"im not drunk now" confused you turned your head into his direction "uh, yeah i can see that" "good"

once again he turned over to you, now you could also see that he got a new piercing on his lower lip. your fingers were itching to play with it, to touch it ... but first you wanted to hear him out. jungkook grabbed one of your hands, squeezing it gently.

"It ... It happened in the blink of an eye. Maybe i should had left quickly back then when i noticed it ... I got caught in you ... and fell for you, deeply."

instantly your hand started to shake and maybe it was also sweating a bit. that was something you waited your whole life. that jungkook finally noticed his own feelings for you. this wasnt the most romantic place but thats what you get when you fell in love with a famous singer and influencer. slowly you bit down on your lip as you looked back up at him.

"took you long enough"

your voice was only a whisper as jungkook leaned closer, placing his soft and warm lips against yours. a shudder ran down your spine as your heart nearly jumped out of your chest. jungkook interwined his fingers with yours, holding your hand gently in his own. while you kissed him oh so gently you already pictured your future with him. knowing more than well that it wont get boring with jeon jungkook.

#bts #bts imagine #bts imagines #bts fake scenarios #bts fanfiction #jungkook #bts reaction #bts reactions #bts hard hours #bts fanfic #bts fanfics #jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook #kpop imagine #kpop imagines #kpop fanfiction #bts edits #bts x reader #bts jungkook

[chuubbles]

bad decisions

pairing: s.jaeyun x f!reader

also: l.heeseung

warning: mentions of drinking, cheating, suggestive

—> even after a messy breakup, you still found yourself still attracted to jake, and he felt the same. its not a healthy relationship, but how could you both avoid it when it its just too good? 

🎧: greedy, everytime, break up with your girlfriend, motive (ariana grande

author note: holy moly its been a hot minute since ive posted on here!!! anyways, i was listening to ariana so much recently so that is the cause of this writing ✍️

party. get drunk. make up. get down. kiss. say goodbye. repeat. 

that was the continuous pattern you had with none other than jake sim. fate had somehow twisted its ways to urging you to always run into the boy again, again, and again. it was unavoidable, no matter how much you tried. 

3 years ago back in your senior year of high school, jake confessed his huge crush on you right at your front door at night. of course, you felt the same which led to eating each other’s faces off under the dim porch light for your neighbors to see (cough). he loved you, and you loved him. there were bumps and dents through the span of your 2 year relationship, but you couldnt have asked for a better boyfriend. until he took you out to the worst party of your life.

in the moment, the party was amazing and the energy was through the roof. jake’s frat friend was hosting it as his place since his parents were out on vacation, and boy was it a huge home. we’re talking mulitple refrigerators, a movie theatre, gaming room, high balconies, and a jacuzzi on the second floor. after having too much to drink, and talking it up with strangers who were now acquaintances, you realized jake was missing by your side. normally during parties, jake would always follow you around to make sure no one unecessary bothered you, held your cup when you had to use the restroom, and would make the dance floor intimate. concerned, you walked around and through the atmosphere of sweaty bodies and alcohol, looking for any sign of jake. with your red cup slipping out of your hand, you made eye contact with jake in a hallway. making out with a girl. a girl that wasnt you. her back was facing you, but you had to see the abomination of jake going crazy with a random girl near the bathroom. you could feel big globs of salty tears blurring your vision, and your breath hitching immediately. at this point both jake and the girl noticed you, still not letting go of each other’s grasp. when quickly turning around and running off back into the crowd, all you could hear was the yelling of jake, desperate for you to come back. 

that tragic and unforgettable event was 7 months ago. you were eventually immune to jake’s random calls and texts, asking for forgiveness and checking in on you. they didnt feel the same as before, and did not make you feel any better. you ended up blocking him on everything, including deleting his contact information on messages. you were way past this toxic incident, now talking to a guy named heeseung. at your college, you couldnt deny that he was one of the popular guys on the basketball team. although he was basically a himbo and a jock, he was still anything better than jake. 

yet, that didnt stop you from running back to jake himself. he was like a drug you couldnt stop taking, and no matter what you always wanted to come back for more. soon your excuses to go to parties with heeseung werent to get down with him, but  jake. your ex of 2 years now clouded your brain, and even though you never unblocked him on social media- you hoped to see him at multiple parties. and of course, he was always there. 

party after party since the incident, it was the same deal. bring heeseung and let him wander off towards a different group, get drunk with jake, find the nearest bathroom to make out in, get down, and end it all with a sloppy kiss without a verbal goodbye. you never expected to reach this level of insanity, especially with your long-time ex you swore to never go back to. you didnt care how horrible  jake was and how disloyal you were— as long as he was yours for the night. 

you saw him as a toy to be selfish with, using him to your likings. make him feel weak in the knees, and leave him empty handed afterwards. this weird situationship soon blossomed and churned into a possible second chance with the man. 

however, you did not expect to wake up in his bed on a saturday morning so soon. it was just like how it was 3 years ago. turning around to face the other way, jake was wide awake, looking into your eyes with a loving look. you stared back in interest, suddenly feeling a craving to be bad, once more. this obviously wasnt a healthy relationship or whatever this turned into, but you couldnt help it. neither could he. “wanna wanna go for round 2?” jake spoke under his breath. responding with a sly smile, your lips were already locked with his; meanwhile your hand was reaching towards the bedstand to silence the multiple calls from heeseung.

 this was far more important. 

#fluff #enha fanfic #enha imagines #enhypen ff #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x reader #enha reactions #enhypen #enhypen jake #jake enhypen #jake gif #jake sim #sim jaeyun #sim jake #engene #enhypen reactions #enhypen imagines #enhypen fluff #enhypen angst

[lavender--fairy]

heyy fairy!! (im the anon you talked to in your dm long ago ) i just wanna tell you and everyone THAT I FUCKING GOT INTO THE VOID!! I AM LITERALLY CRYING RN JDCBIJDBCH (long post!!) okay okay so basically i was trying since like 5 months and nothing, i didnt even feel the symptoms that other anons did which made me so frustrated that i cried my eyes out every night. After that my self concept got so down because of all the failing attempts. I decided to keep affirming no matter what, exactly like you told me to do. i affirmed when i didnt feel good, i affirmed when i feel like it wasnt working, i affirmed no matter what and kept trying every night, when i failed i'd still affirm, yesterday was no different day i mean i didnt feel extra powerful or anything i just affirmed for a while and then i slept, after a while i woke up to see myself in a completely black place i couldnt even feel my body and i realized instantly that i was in the void so i affirmed for my desires and decided to come back. and when i got back i felt like crying because after all this time i finally did it!! i was gonna check for my results but i felt exhausted so i decided to sleep when i accidentally knocked something down and when i saw what it was it was THE PHONE I MANIFESTED KDJCBUDHDB!! i literally wanted to scream, but i didnt even check it because idk i wanted to keep it all as a surprise for the morning lol. anyways i woke in the morning and as soon as i did i went to see my face and I STOOD THERE IN SHOCK BROO LIKE THAT IS ME?? THAT PRETTY ASS GIRL IN THEE MIRROR IS ME?? i was so excited omfg. idk even know how long i was just standing there admiring myself and t felt so weird because i never thought i was pretty and then i ran to check my phone and saw that MY BF?? THAT I NEVER HAD BUT NOW ALL OF A SUDDEN DO?? TEXTED ME A GM MESSAGE!! i stalked him for a while and gurl istg i dont think i will ever look at any other guy!! like he is so fucking fineee i was straight up drooling ong. then i thought i was forgetting to check something else that i manifested, until i opened my closet for taking a shower to see sooo many pretty clothes (i just realized i forgot to take the shower and had a fashion show instead byee lmfao) and and and on top of that i also found like a $1000 in pockets of one of the clothes and i already spent some money cause i have no self control. I am just sitting here still processing everything like broo this is real?? ALL THIS IS REALL!! to anyone who needs it: PLZZ PLZZ LISTEN TO FAIRY CAUSE SHE IS THE ONLY REASON I AM HERE WITH MY DESIRES!! keep persisting no matter what!! it will be so worth it, like at this point i dont even remember my struggles i am just so happy and proud. Your subconscious doesnt have eyes, it only listens to what you are constantly telling it, and also please focus on your inner convos i realized that i was talking shit about the void for soo long. To fairy the lmol: bestie you are the only reason i got into the void and no no you cant deny it. i would have given up and would still be crying like a bitch but omg i have everything i could ever want!!

hey butterbean!! THIS IS THE BEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO ME OMGG!!! i am so proud of you bestie, i remember how used to tell me that you were on the edge of giving up and here you are!!! omgg i feel like a proud mom lmaoo Guys please please keep persisting and i promise you will be your own success story!!

#law of assumption #manifesting #manifestation #master manifestor #motivation #neville goddard #shifting #reality shifting #reality shift #successtory #the void #manifesation #visualization #affirmations #lavendiary

[danvillecheese]

why do u think act ur age is fucked

[cracks knuckles] alright. essay time. you asked for it.

I’ve done a similar response to this before here and mentioned something else about it here but I’ll go over it again since those posts are both from a while ago. also bear in mind I haven’t seen aya recently bc I don’t like it. okay let’s get into it

[also im gonna preface this saying maybe i sound very pessimistic but im ranting and its just gonna sound like im complaining because i am. i mean no real malice by the way. im simply a person with a blog.]

first off. they don’t use the show don’t tell as well as they could. in the what might have been montage, sure, they showed potential scenarios and how phineas felt (very briefly) when isa stopped visiting his backyard but it just feels so rushed. I get that they only had like 11 minutes to show it but idk there has to be another way to write it. or just not have it at all idk its just from a writing point of view the whole episode feels rushed and out of place from everything else continuity-wise. why not use little easter eggs planted in the show beforehand? operation crumbcake? pharmacists? meapless in seattle? god theres so many episodes with evidence that phineas liked her back even if he didnt know. just. continuity!!!!

second. why did their friends not try something sooner. it’s not like they didn’t know. like phineas seems to be okay with saying “i wish! i am so in the friend zone there” in front of his friends (that quote alone makes me lose my shit but that’s a whole other point) so clearly they knew about phineas. and isabella also wasn’t quiet about it (source: pnf s1-4). they had like four years of high school to do something and they planned it the day isa left for college? nah its just the least realistic thing ever for me. also them being 18 is like yeah okay maybe the slow burn was worth it and theyre way more grown up (i love a good slowburn) but ohhhhhh my god SURELY their friends were getting sick of them dancing around each other. just me?

third. and I’m sorry to ash simpson but oh my god I hate the character designs like They Would Not Fucking Look Like That. it almost feels like it completely disregards their arcs during the original summer. like yeah child chub disappears over ur teen years but sometimes it stays a little longer! make phineas less twiggy!! make isa look more like her mother! (am i about to redesign them again? whoops)

four. and i know this is no fault of dan and swampy but the show was about to end anyways and yet the entire friend group was paired off into hetero ships?? get fucking real. none of those kids are straight. realistically, i know it was a different time and gay marriage wasnt even legal in the us yet so it wasnt all that common to have queer romance on screen let alone on disney channel but like i said, the show was about to end. what were the disney channel execs gonna do? cancel it? lmao

five. "I am so in the friend zone there." "we are guys. we do not talk about our feelings." WHAT!!! i cant believe this shit is real. these lines of dialogue are canon. what the hell. what kind of message does that even send to younger, impressionable viewers? if ur a 10 year old boy watching that (ok fine maybe that isnt gonna stick with you forever but listen) and you go 'oh its okay to just bottle everything up and not tell my friends about my feelings about anything ever' that is insane! thats not how things should go!! like i get the whole "im so in the friend zone" and yes, this also has to do with the era but like if they wanted to be a more progressive cartoon that kids look up to and enjoy maybe they just. shouldn't have put that whole conversation in.

i barely have any problems with the b plot. in fact id watch the episode just for the kazoo solo. because that plot lines up with the continuity. i can totally see heinz having bowling night with perry and carl and monogram every week! i can totally see perry and monogram retired! and carl running owca and getting payed for it! that all checks out! that one makes sense and works with the canon! if they got that plot so right how did they get the a plot so wrong?

i can answer this question: fanservice. its an awful word, i know. act your age is a fanservicey episode which is why i think it crashed and burned. mml season 2 is rooted in the same issue: doof is very present and takes away from the original plot of the show. like, the one he wasnt even in until the last episode of s1. slightly getting off topic but it is the crux of the issue. fanservice doesnt make for good storytelling. even if it brings in the big bucks. at its core, telling the story the way it should be told is the best one. even if it pisses people off. a good portion of the viewers will still appreciate whatever ending the creators come up with. and no, im not saying phinbella shouldn't have become canon, in fact i really like the ship and all their dynamics, i just think they went about it the wrong way.

as someone who's written and published fic about them getting together in different universes (granted, they were from when i was younger so its mildly terrible. take them with a grain of salt) there are a lot of other ways to tell that story canonically. honestly, i think the best way of doing it was to keep it ambiguous. dont tell that story. let the viewers pick their own ending for phineas and isabella. maybe they dont get together after all. who knows!

thanks for the ask! hope you had fun getting lectured <3

#phineas and ferb #phinbella #act your age #ask #this was fun you guys should ask me more stuff like this #dwampyverse analysis

[simcardiac-arrested]

anyways more about blossoms

She was very much a god. Her chamber was split in to two sections, one area for her to work on the solution in and one that was built to be a church of sorts. She was perceived as a god to her people and became a place of worship. I like the idea that ancients had 10 day weeks to fit the 10 karma levels, with 5 and 10 being the most holy. There were always at least a few people coming in to pray and confess to her on each day but days 5 and 10 were very busy. This then put a lot of stress on her to both excuse them of their karmatic sins and to help them avoid them in the future and to work on the Great Problem. She was often left offerings and gifts in return and was often unsure on what do do with them because of karma 3 if im remembering correctly. She pretty much forced herself herself to indulge in her own work and ignore others, she wasn't very well known amongst her local group apart from the unnamed guy from before, who was pretty much the only iterator she allowed herself to become attached to, both because of Karma reasons but also because she was very used to people she connected with disappearing without warning. She was overworking herself a looot during this which put a lot of stress on herself and her superstructure.

When the ancients all ascended she felt sick. She had failed them. She hadn't found the answer. She couldn't help them enough. She was the one to blame, she was the one who was made to help them the most. Without the ancients around she pretty much only spoke to the unnamed guy (im so bad at names aaa ) in-between cycles and cycles of silence, purely working on the solution and nothing else. Sometime during one of her Too Many Cycles Without A Rest bouts she accidently forwarded her message logs with them to like. every iterator within a certain radius. Rather than interpreting this as an 'oh i overworked myself into a silly mistake' she interpreted it as 'i am being punished for perusing the 5 natural urges i need to cut of the one person who i allowed into my life and talk to' which pretty mcuh meant the only thing she could do was work and work and work and maybe occasionally read the public broadcasts to see if anyone is getting any closer to the solution. She was so so so relived when SOS originally broadcasted the solution, albeit a bit disappointed that it wasnt her that found it. she allowed herself to rest, waiting for the triple affirmative to be performed. she waited. and waited. and waited. and waited. it didnt come. she scoured through messages, wondering if maybe she had posted it, maybe sos was just waiting to see if everyone was ready, maybe she needed confirmation on one thing. but nothing. she waited for SOS to respond, saying that something had gone wrong. that she made a mistake. that there was one small thing stopping it from working. there was nothing. she never went online again, no one heard from her again. she had died. was

She doubled down on her work after this, now knowing that it was possible and someone had found it, it had just been used too soon, or something went slightly wrong, thats all. She was horrified to learn of Sliverists, the iterators who thought it was just death. thats it. nothing else. That going against every word said about the ancients was the solution. because why would it be? why would it EVER be that simple? Why would she have spent so long working on this, isolating herself, dedicating every single fibre of her being onto working on something that was as simple as the first curve on the ring of the cruelty that everyone was stuck on?

anyways *slaps her over the head* this thing can hold so much trauma

YESSSSS GO MENTALLY UNSTABLE WOMAN GO!!

#the idea of the week is cool with 10 days … 5 and 10 the holiest … Kinda huge if im real #also your girl and my NS would get alongggg haha they’re both overworked losers who are bad with ppl and hate sliverists #cramswering #long post

[leon-on-the-froggy-chair]

this is just a leon on the froggy chair lore post. not a vent at all, just a silly story i felt like sharing. feel free to ignore.

cw: mentions of homophobia/transphobia, that kinda stuff

So lemme set the stage, i was still in school and it was the start of the 2nd semester. And we come out of the school to old men with megaphones in our faces screaming at us calling us homphobic and transphobic slurs. Parading signs littered with radicalist religious propaganda. Essentially shaming those with mental health issues, disabilities, anyone LGBTQ+, women, non white people, "good people"??? (Idk it was on their sign that said BEWARE HELL AWAITS), and anyone not Christian. Quickly figured out they were literal cultists and their main guy was some ugly ass old man with a megaphone.

Law enforcement show up as with school security and school officials. Guess what they do? Thats right. Nothing. See technically it was public property and law permitted these people to yell in the face of minors, condemn them for their identity and threaten them with Hell. And they did nothing and anyone making attempts to counteract them was quickly shut down.

Now this just sounds awful. Because it frankly was. And what could I do about it?

Let me preface with saying this behavior was incredibly stupid esp since i live in a conservative area and I am visibly queer and bROWN. And I wouldn't encourage it. I was not in the best place mentally and frankly didnt give a shit LMAO.

So.

Naturally. With security in my face telling me off for what I was doing and a multitude of white men screaming bigoted rhetoric at me and my friends. I made a sign out of stapled papers in my bag. With a huuuuuuge PP on it. I made several small ones for those who saw and wished to accompany my effort. And I set up right across from them. Because the law that protected them technically protected me.

And see, thanks to my theater kid background, i have MAAAAD vocal projection. And law prohibits ceetain volumes on megaphones. So I preached very loudly, over the megaphone, about how I would clap their God's cheeks so hard they'd hear it through the thunderclaps. And then proceeded to go on about what I would commit upon their holy saints in great explicit detail for an hour. The absurdity of my behavior interrupted their script and they could not get their message out whatsoever. And I know this because when outlets and other students tried to report on what propaganda they were yelling about, no one knew. This routine proceeded for the next week. And quickly their main guy started specifically targetting me. Naturally. My response is to flame him on his clothing choices every time he tries to shame me and shout the lyrics to the big time rush theme. Until I was eventually pulled away because he showed signs of aggression to my statements but yeah. Over the course of 2 weeks and persistent trolling I had discouraged them rather noticeably. Their faces of visible annoyance upon seeing me set up right across from them with my infamous penis sign was truly a treat. And the time they spent in front of the school got shorter and shorter each time they showed up.

Was it annoying? Yeah.

Was it funny as fuck?

Yeah.

This of course. Reached the mayor. And this brings me to why I'm even typing this up. I came back across this video of my local mayor talking shit about me and remarking upon my behavior as crude LMAO. Stating: "back in my day i wasnt even a good kid but i wouldve never talked to an adult that way." In reference to police recording of me being "highly disrespectful" to the main guy when he got in my face. However our mayor made no statement of concern about his aggression or about the cultists being there in general. Only complaint about the behavior of the "kids". Or in other words. Me.

I however was not discouraged and continued until the school finally stepped in under order of the guidance counselor (whomst i was close with from another protest at our school i was involved in. Lore for another time).

I didnt know this would be the last day they showed up. But after days of figuring out the timing to the song. I got in the car with my dAd (who was quite unaware of everything) and blasted 4 big guys. Timing it so they would be subjected to the beat drop and first verse.

But yeah. Funny shit. Most memorable moment of my highschool career. Havent seen em since.

Eventually after things cleared up, a smaller christian community group made their own protest that was supportive of lgbtq+ kids and gave out free hot chocolate. So the community is not all bad.

#leon on the froggy chair lore #i do not encourage anyone to replicate my behavior but i support you if you do LMAO #i am recognized for doing this lmao #not exposing the name of the cult for safety but they were originally based in LA apparently and i am very much not in LA lmao

[teethkid67]

i havent said anything personally on the situation bc im not sure that its my place & not sure what my next move is .

first off shelby has been incredibly brave and as someone who doesn't watch her and hasnt ever, ive felt mostly that it was best for me to be supportive in a quiet way & that it wasnt my place to give my input . most of all i didnt want to reduce her solely to her abuse and "victimhood" as to me it feels extremely counterproductive to post only about that when she is obviously more than what she went through . it felt disingenuous to begin posting about it as if i was someone who's always cared about shubbles content when honestly im not . bc at the end of the day its not about me and its not about her abuser , its about shubble and ive never been a member of her community .

i dont want my silence to be interpreted as me not caring about the situation or not believing her because i do ; i don't want to speak where my voice isnt needed or could take away from others . from some of the responses ive been seeing though i feel its far more important to listen to and boost her voice than be quiet .

i dont want to talk about him because ultimately this is about platforming shelby and what shes gone through . that said i HAVE watched, posted about and supported her all-but-named abuser , so im involved at least on that level and i want to say i am horrified by the abuse shubble has described.

the general reaction to her coming forward i have seen on this site and others , from one end of the spectrum (she hasnt said his name so we cant know / its not that bad / blatant excuses and defense of him) to the other (leaktwt / posts about how hes always been a creep / jumping down the throats of anyone who words their thoughts in a way they deem wrong) has been horrifying to witness . some of the most unproductive commentary ive seen on an issue like this and i was here from cmc to drm .

im deeply upset and feel i should say somewhere that some of the shit ive seen is unacceptable and contradictory to shelbys initial point, which i understand to be 2 things: 1) highlighting how abuse is not always obvious, or 'normal', and ways to recognize these situations as a victim 2) to highlight her own personal experiences and to stop both her own abuser and others from being platformed .

mcytdom is NOTORIOUS for "drama" like this and similarly well-known for being unable to boost / listen to / BELIEVE victims or at least leave them the fuck alone . to anyone who's ever been groomed or abused, esp my mutuals who have received extremely insensitive messages and feedback in wake of this , my heart goes out to you and i hope you are doing alright & know how appreciated and strong you are . shelby, niki, and other victims of abuse should be listened to and celebrated for both their bravery and strength and for who they are as people .

on a more personal note heres ig what im going to do going forward

this is my blog & im not leaving it , wont be deleting any posts either , mutuals id love to stay in touch if youre moving out or moving on .

very likely ill still be here in the smp hell . just gonna have to see how i feel about it all . in the three and a half years ive been drawing reading and writing about these characters a lot has changed including my perspective . ultimately tho its not about me

general message i want to get across is that im glad shelby is healing and getting the help she needs, as well as doing well enough to help others recognize the signs . love you my mutuals and friends and followers . take care of yourselves

#personal #abuse

[thekingofwinterblog]

You have the most based takes on the Soul Eater series ever dude. The catharsis I felt when someone described exactly why I was irked with the ending, Maka's characterization later down the line, and several other plot points was amazing.

Ever since you mentioned how compelling the theme of bravery and fear is in the anime ending I've been thinking about it nonstop. I feel like bravery could also tie in with Maka's characterization in the manga with Soul and Spirit, in which she gains the courage to put trust in them (Soul in not abandoning her no matter what and Spirit in wielding him as a weapon confidently despite her grievances with him). Additionally, I feel it would've been an amazing payoff if she also INSPIRES courage to others, especially Crona.

Black*Star wanted to transcend the gods, so what bars Crona from having the courage to want a better life and free themself in the manga ending? Of course, they will face consequences, but that shouldn't stop them from wanting to be happy.

Going from your point in your previous post of how the climax of the story doesn't hinge on Soul much: Perhaps by Maka inspiring courage in Soul with his issues, he will in turn help her in inspiring courage in Crona to fight back. Hell, why not get the others to join in? While kinda corny, it ties into how friendship and camaraderie can help get someone out of a dark place (I'm kinda imagining it like the Homulily fight in Madoka Magica rebellion).

Whilst I'm here, could I ask for your thoughts on Maka's mom? Personally, I think she was very underutilized as a character but I'm curious as to your thoughts on her.

Also, do you think the phrase "A sound soul dwells within a sound mind and a sound body" that's constantly repeated in the anime ties into any major revelations? I think it would've been a perfect callback for the anime but I don't recall having an "aha!" moment about it.

Anyways, sorry for rambling a lot and for taking up your inbox, but I was very inspired by your analysis hehe. Have a great day!

Having characters who never appear and yet define other characters is a very tricky business, and frankly i think Maka's mom is not handled well in the manga, but the anime staff gave it a shot of making something worthwhile out of her, and the similiarities and contrast between her and maka. It wasnt perfect, but at least it's something.

In regards to Maka's mom, i think the best course with her would be to confront the fact she'a probably not coming back head on sometime after the sand pit with crona, maybe have her and crona have a chat between doors, and the topic come up, and go from there.

Im actually going to have a post sorta going over this later, but the gist of it is that the postcard and the meaning behind it(that for all their differences and the fact maka does not understand her) Maka still loved her mom, and was able to draw strength from it, and their connection in spite of everything.

This moment could have been so much more impactful though, if you inserted Maka having some harsh truth realization about her mom... And then still have her send that card, and so have Maka's agonising over what it means be much more impactful and full of drama, and the realisation of the fact that even if she is never gonna see her again(and that maka sorta resents her for it), she still loves her mom. Having her accept the fact that she does not understand the message, and her mom's thoughts with it, but that in the end, it didnt matter, because what matters, was what maka took away from it.

That would have made it being framed so importantly in the ending credits worth it, and subsequently have Maka's mom be a much better character by fully exploring the broken aftermath of her and spirits divorce.

I actually think the motto is bunk, and thematically speaking, its this kind of thinking that created asura. "A sound soul resides in a sound mind in a sound body" is a motto that demands perfection, and if there is something Soul eater makes clear, its that perfection is mot aomething to strive for.

Chasing excelence in spite of flaws that often cannot be overcome is at the core of soul eater's themes. Maka, Soul, Liz, Patty, black star , are certainly not people who fit all these 3 catagories all at once.

In fact both of Maka's quotes to Asura at the end is about the opposite. The world is not perfect, and thats okay... So long as we have courage, we'll live in it despite all our flaws anyeay.

It does absolutely seem like something Shinigami-Sama would teach at his school though, cause this is asbolutely something that the personification of order would have as a motto.

#questions and answers #soul eater #maka's mother #maka albarn #shinigami sama #meta

[avatar-of-procrastination]

NOT FAST ENOUGH

Summary : What if Marc wasnt sent on a mission to kill the archeologists in Cairo? What if there was another reason he became the MoonKnight?

A.N : yeah so idk where this came from. I was writing a perfectly fluffy dune fic when this idea popped into my head. Please read the warnings before heading on. English is not my first language. Please pardon any mistakes.

Pairings : Marc Spector x reader (mainly) ; Steven Grant x reader (slight, not much)

Warnings: spoilers for ep5 of moonknight below the cut. Mentions of death, violence, kidnapping, shooting.

Steven felt uneasy, standing amidst the lifeless bodies Marc had killed. He shuddered, unable to comprehend how someone could be capable of such a cruel thing as taking someone's life. He was absolutely disgusted by Marc and couldnt look at him without feeling like punching him.

Marc on the otherhand, was completely silent, his hands trembling uncontrollably. Marc had begged Steven to not go into the room. He would do anything but relive the memories of the day he lost everthing. The day he lost you.

Marc remembered the day vividly.

He was on a clean-up mission in Dubai, where he was asked to take out a group of drug smugglers. The job would've been quick and effortless if not for a small child. Even though he was a mercenary, he would never have the heart to mercilessly execute an innocent child. That, however, would turn out to be the most fatal mistake of his entire life. Marc left Dubai, unaware of the fact that the child, the heir of the underground mafia, informed his parents of the drug bust Marc caused.

By the time Marc landed in Cairo, his phone was filled with messages and missed calls. From you. He immediately pressed redial in a frantic worry, imagining that the worst had happened.

One ring, two rings, and someone picked up the call. He felt a momentary relief when he heard your voice but that quickly turned into panic when he heard you scream. His blood boiled at the thought of you getting hurt and rushed to the coordinates of the place he traced the call to.

Marc reached the co-ordinates and found himself in the windy desert with many tents lined up. He ran towards the secluded part of the camp, careful to not be noticed and overheard two guards talking about a beautiful person bound in one of the tents.

"Maybe we can have some fun before they kill them." One of them suggested.

Filled with rage, he quickly took down both of them, feeling no remorse for taking their lives. He stealthily searched every posible tent for you, his heartbeat increasing with every passing moment.

He burst into the last tent and found you bound and gagged to a post. Your head was bloody and you had quite a few bruises on your face and stomach. You weakly picked up your head when he called out your name and met his eyes in fear. With the remaining energy you had, you franctically motioned to him to stay away from you. You violently shook your head but Marc ignored everything and ran towards you. He started untying your hands and apologizing profusely. He almost untied you when something hit him from behind. You screamed, the sound muffled by the cloth in your mouth. You tried to free yourself, but your already weak body could do nothing to the tightly bound ropes.

Groaning in pain, he fell to the ground. After a few minutes, he regained his senses and stood up shakily, seeing the large amount of people gathering in the tent, with guns and knives. Marc knew he couldnt take them all out without getting you hurt. One of the men came close to you, still bound to the pole, and placed a knife to your neck. Marc immediatly flung towards you but the other men pulled him back holding him down firmly, while the man next to you chuckled darkly.

"Oh how nice is this! Do you know who i am?" He questioned Marc.

He simply stared coldly at him. If looks could kill, he'd been dead long ago.

"Ofcourse you don't. Let me remind you. Earlier today you blatantly killed my men. For what? Meeting the needs of my customers? Following my command?"

"They were drug dealers. Your men were supplying drugs far worse than the cocaine shit."

"You know, out of the people you so mercilessly killed, one of them was my fiancé. I was supposed to marry her later this week. I was surprised when my nephew called me. Do you know how much it hurts to hear that your love is dead? That an American man had put a bullet through my beautiful angel's head. Huh. Now what kind of gentleman would i be if I didnt return the favour?"

"NO. Don't you dare lay a finger on her. We can work something out here. Please. PLEASE. Just Dont hurt her."

"Oh dont worry." He laughed darkly, " I'll make sure it doesnt hurt."

The guy pulled out a gun and shot the bullet right throught your head.

Marc had never seen rage like that before. All he saw was the limp body of his lover fall down as he screamed for her.

It was like a switch went off in him as he shot down every last person in the room with him. The leader of the group managed to escape into the cave outside. Marc followed him outside and limped into the cave. The man fell down as he crawled behind, trying to escape the blood thirsty mercenary.

Marc didnt hesitate to pull the trigger and didnt even wince when the blood sprayed all over him.

Once he killed the scumbag, his hand dropped the gun, heartbroken and hollow. He lost you like he lost his brother. You, the only source of happiness in his life were now gone because he couldn't save you. Marc screamed into the night, tears streaming down his face because he was once again alone in the world. You were dead and it was his fault .

It was then that he heard a heavenly voice talk to him and ask him if he wanted to be the face of vengence. The thought of your smile was enough for him to agree to be the Egyptian God's Avatar. For him, it was a means of penance, a way to save innocent lives like yours. He thought that with the power of Khonshu, he would be able to prevent anymore people dying because of him.

Steven saw the entire scene unfold in front of him and felt himself tear up. Marc was sitting next to your body, staring into nothingness with tears in his eyes. Steven walked to Marc and hugged him tightly and Marc leant into his embrace, letting all the tears and pent up frustration out.

"If i would've been faster, she woyld've been here. Now she's not. And it's all my fault."

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[stitchwraith-stingers]

i wanna infodump abt my fnaf au but i also like being silly

so im gonna do it in the style of an aita post and make u guess who the pov character is (bonus points if u manage to guess the others too)

AITA for not telling a kid i knew has a deep crush on me that im not interested?

I (17FTM) am a survivor of a horrific incident at a local pizzeria, i was 9 at the time and it was my birthday, it all started great, i invited all my friends there,

and one of them (9M) happen to have a crush on me, i knew abt it, everyone does but i just wasnt interested in him that way but i also dont want to broke his heart or stop being friends with him so i said nothing at first, but worst of all he confessed his love for me out loud at my party, it was extremely awkward and idk how to respond so i just said "we're a little too young for that rn so maybe later" and i think he might've got the wrong message cuz he seem to be rly happy and giddy and said "of course, I'll wait"

party goes as normal until i notice some of my close friends arent there but i chuck it out as just them going home early, that assumption was rly stupid because i later on saw a man in a bunny costume approach me and the kid who had a crush on me saying he has a special surprise for us,

this was rly stupid, i was rly stupid, i shouldn't have followed a stranger without my parents because after i followed the man to a room, i saw the worst thing ive ever laid my eyes upon,

some of my closest friends (2 of them 9M, the other one 7F) dead on the ground with blood everywhere, before we can get out, the man already locked the door and i cowardly run and hide inside a spare yellow bear suit while i watch the kid who confessed to me be killed right infront of me

i wont get into much detail because i hate remembering how it felt being so scared and trapped inside that bear but i miraculously survived this whole thing, my family even moved for a long time before i have to go back to the town where the incident took place, but i have a smidge feeling of unease in my stomach for my dead friends and especially that kid, i feel like they're still here somewhere waiting for me, and i even made a somewhat promise to that kid, i feel so bad to not be more open abt my feelings to him but at least he's a bit happy before he was offed, that doesn't sound right but idk how to make that sound right

idk this whole event was extremely traumatic for me, i still have nightmares surrounding this event and i swear to god ever since i moved back that old pizzeria is inviting me, luring me inside, and just as a whole felt like i have unfinished business with it

AITA?

charlie fnaf u r never the asshole forever and ever

#calico.exe #fnaf

[laithraihan]

I'm the anon who sent you the long message that apparently came off "pompous & infantilizing" and more to your followers.

I find it interesting that that message sparked such a flood of defenders, when I did not send it in bad faith at all. From your answer it seems I'm lacking context so sorry if I took some of your statements the wrong way, but nonetheless I just found the parental love addition strange and reacted to that, that was all there was to it. I clearly stated (three times) I'm not taking any issue with your headcanons.

By saying they are far removed from canon I did not mean to say they are "too unrealistic" or something is wrong with that, I literally said the opposite. I meant just that, that factually, this will not be a common interpretation for someone who is familiar with the source material but not your blog. This is not a statement that I made with any judgemental value and I thought I made that very clear but apparently not.

So I'm sorry for the additional ask.

Have a nice day.

Thank you for the response.

I was fully aware you said there was no issue with what I drew, but the way you wrote everything else sort of negated that statement. At least that's how me and many other people saw it.

If someone finds what I drew strange or confusing then they could always just... block me or ask me about it (and btw I expected people to be confused, otherwise I wouldnt have labeled it "non-coupling" as soon I posted it lol)

Someone did ask me about it, and you seem to have already seen that response, yet you still felt the need to send another message basically implying that an explanation wasn't enough (turns out it actually wasnt enough because people said I was lying and in denial) and that my explanation was weird too? Which is whatever I already ended up clarifying that, English is not my first language and I type things with the help of a translator (I wish people could actually keep this in mind. I only type in English because it'll reach a wider audience and it's the language most of my followers know. Often I have to google words people tell me online, or I ask my friends fluent in English to explain things for me)

You can say "that's not what I intended" but that's how it came across... you wrote a lot of nice words while also saying it was understandable that people were ganging up on me over a drawing, it seemed patronizing.

That's why me and others took offense to it, but I think it's difficult to tell tone through text so I don't want to keep nitpicking this any further. If you say you had no ill intent then I believe you.

The following will just be me adding more context and not necessarily aimed at you: Again I understand the lack of context of my account can make people confused about my art, Ive made that clear many times.

The art I made where I said "if your parents didnt love you then it's obvious" was a direct response to people who were mocking me specifically for tagging the art as "non-coupling" because they didnt believe me. They got the context and decided I was trying to hide a fetish because a kiss on the cheek was "obviously shippy". They proceeded to compare this to drawing NSFW of Mob and Reigen by labelling it "non-ship" as if it was comparable to tucking a child into bed, that's what upset me. I did absolutely nothing to these people, I dont know them, if they said this privately I wouldnt care but it was public, and they also targeted another friend of mine for no reason.

All Im gonna say is that my drawing shouldnt have caused this much controversy in the first place. I labeled it "non-coupling" as soon as I posted it, which should've been enough honestly. It's not like I posted porn or anything like that, I got the idea from something Ive experienced in my family as a teenager and I could easily google stock images of the exact same scenario to use as reference, like I really didnt think it was that bad.

Anyways I think I've explained myself many times already. Im not gonna be hostile and say to people "roh t9awed dont ever send me anything else related to this" but just.. check if Ive already answered your question so that it doesnt end up being repetitive. If you have a question about this that I havent answered yet, then feel free to ask.

#asks

[ectology]

I have a genuine question, why didn’t you just message the artist from the beginning? Like I understand where your comment came from but I feel like fandom is supposed to be fun and if you genuinely felt a micro aggression from their art you could’ve educated them. The reason people are hating is because of how you personally handled the situation from doubling down to not taking peoples criticisms seriously. I think if you weren’t interested in talking to the artist why bother posting the art? Maybe make a text post to gripe instead of including the actual art. You’re blog is your own and you have a right to your opinion on your own blog and yes their art was cringe (although v cute style!) BUT it’s better to be cringe than mean. And I say this as a follower of your art and not a hater but some of the twitter replies you left were mean and unnecessary. I think that you got dog piled enough and don’t deserve all this negative attention but I think that people are struggling to see your remorse in the situation because you keep replying and restating your og opinions. Anyways I hope this dies out for both you and the other artist, seeing all this hate can’t be good for y’all’s mental health.

i didn't message the artist from the beginning because my comment wasn't a callout post. there was nothing wrong with the art, it wasn't a microaggression or problematic or whatever. i said a pretty mild thing about their art on my own twitter specifically so the artist WOULDN'T see it because it wasnt constructive criticism, it was literally just me noting that i didn't like something. going to the artist and being like "HEY I DON'T LIKE THIS THING" would have been pretty stupid and pointless, which is why i made a separate post. but fsr this was taken as condemnation of the art/artist or me calling them evil or something?? i dont get why my opinion on it even mattered or why that shit blew up the way it did

and no im not remorseful about what i said, i didnt say anything wrong. my regret is that by posting publicly and having that many people share it, my post got around to the artist as well which i definitely didn't intend. ive since deleted the tweet and spoken to them to apologize and clear up any hard feelings. so yeah lesson learned, if i ever have a thought about anything i should just shut the fuck up or talk about it privately. but for real ....like........... it is Not that serious. i didn't say anything particularly mean or hurtful. there are a ton of ppl who directly messaged and qrt'd the art saying way worse shit than i did so idk why im the one who got dogpiled like that lmao.

i think if i actually said something insulting or genuinely rude id be happy to apologize for it or wouldnt have said it in the first place. but yeah no shit i was being mean to the hundreds of people severely overreacting in my replies lol. i dont think i really owe anyone an explanation either other than the og artist, since they're the one actually affected by the situation, and i've already done that. so im moving on. this is a non-issue

#ectoasks #anon

[slimesaurian]

im gonna go on a rant in a sec. I'll try to cycle back and edit the top here to cw the post but if it takes too long and I forget or end up missing some im sorry

so a friend of mine just got outed to her ultra religious parents by her fucking shitty ex. it really fucking sucks and I so badly want to [redacted] the dude who did it. It especially sucks because like, I befriended this gal maybe a year into transition and she was still closeted/figuring stuff out at the time but would ask me some stuff about transition and I was happy to help. My first "baby trans" of being a woman who was out.

anyways her boyfriend seemed okay on twitter, tbh was always a bit annoying but then again who am I to judge. Our interactions were alright and it was just neat having some moots. Then twitter shat the bed and I made a lil friend server on discord for people I liked. I ended up sending a invite to both cuz they expressed interest and unfortunately the annoying vibes from boyf were correct. Dude would ping her in the server to get him to respond to their dms and say a buncha yikes things. I think he even mentioned being republican or smth which wasnt a hit in the "leftist tranny" discord server. Mostly he made peeps uncomfy but I was hesitant to give the boot to him because of his connection to someone I liked.

Then there was one point where I was in vc with him and baby trans messaged me saying "hey be careful with what you say around him" and then sent me a screenshot after he ended up going on a tirade against her for expressing interest in piercing her nipples at some point

1: bullshit lmao

2: very clearly controlling behavior and an implicit threat

at this point, i basically just stopped interacting with the dude in the server. I very much wanted to kick him, both from the server and irl but I was worried about escalating things and putting my friend in danger so I kinda just bit my tongue. eventually they broke up and I asked whether she'd like me to kick him or not and she told me she I didnt have to if I were comfy with him. I still didnt kick cuz I was worried about retaliation but my man was on thin ice, especially because I had just settled into a new place after fleeing a controlling man so I was not pleased with him.

Anyways then I made a joke about being gay in my sapphic tranny server and he was like "Wait, you like MEN????". Honestly, I had never felt like you could hear a pin drop in a digital space before. Anyways yeah I pulled out the boot after that.

Then dude was insistent on vc'ing me to "talk about what happened" and wouldnt stop messaging me trying to set up this call rather than just explain in text. Honestly I got the vibe this was intentional, I've had too many HR meetings to really buy that shit any more. I decided to entertain him just to get him off my back but then he kept pushing me so I eventually said I'll think about it. dude kept pushing and pushing me over text for updates for the next three days where I honestly just fucking ghosted him because of other life shit. Eventually I caved and told him to give me some space because I needed it and he went off about "Do you see how thats better than no response?" and then went on to talk about how "this issue isnt that big in the first place"

At that point I just never talked to him again. I figured his beef was with me and he has no leverage so I'm safe and hopefully baby trans is safe. Anyways fast forward half a year and god damn this girl has blossomed in the presence of other folks helping her through this stuff (if you end up reading this somehow, love you girl 💗). Unfortunately she learns that shitty ex has told ppl she cheated on him and thats why they broke up (girl absolutely has been too timid to pursue anything since, this is 100% a boldfaced lie. But gosh you rly should ask alex out already). She ends up making a very calm post clearing the air about how this isnt the case and she didnt feel safe around him due to the threat of being outed (above). No @'s, no names, just a simple post.

And then her dad gets a text talking about every little thing that could be used against her, from her caffeine addiction (lmfao) to her not rly being christian and eats weed gummies. Oh and, you know, she "wants to identify as a woman and have started taking drugs for hormone replacement therapy". As an aside, the text mentions she's "been dating a man for a year now" and "have sucked a couple of dicks". but who's dick i wonder 🤔. Also she's "never liked women and is attracted to penises" if this werent so fucking awful id be laughing my ass off.

The text ends with "I'd suggest confronting [deadname] about this since they're clearly out of your control and could learn a lesson about insubordination and respect". Not rly being subtle there bud. Anyways, me and my friends have spent all fucking day making sure our gal is safe and has a place to stay and are emotionally supporting her and I'm just so fucking angry. Her entire life has been uprooted, her autonomy violated, her existence endangered because this fucking prick decided he wants to be a petty motherfucker. For the record, she has temporary housing and is safe right now, but she's going to come out of this with such deep scars.

I think the worst part is, is that he's got a lot of trans women friends/mutuals. He was practically bragging about it in my server. Other trans womrn are in danger around this man and his vindictive rage but I dont have the energy to do anything more than try being there for my friend and help her through this. I'm just angry and sad and worried and tired. I hate this man. I hate people like him. I hate the fact that he will more than likely never face any sort of consequences for ruining someone else's life. I hate that society makes him feel comfortable where he is. I fucking hate.

I'm trying so hard to not succumb to hate and become this jaded feral beast but it's just so hard. its so hard seeing everyone i care about in this fucked up world get hurt over and over and over again. It's so hard seeing all this violence and pain and choosing to fight back with love. Every time someone i love is hurt it feels like a chunk of my flesh is taken along with it. a core of my being is robbed because I need to help. i need to be there. i need to counterract the world. but its not enough and itll never be enough and ill just wear myself thinner and thinner each day until all thats left is my bones bleaching in the sun. but what else can i do? the rabid dog gets put down. i just want to be safe and help my friends be safe and i want us all to live.

i dont know any more.

edit:

I think one of the worst parts is knowing that it's within my power to hurt him back. Like, he's told me the general area where he lives in the past and it's honestly not hard to narrow details down from there if you're dedicated. I could realistically make this fucker fear for his life. But then I'd be one of those radical violent transgenders who dared to bare her teeth at the society that uses and beats and breaks and kills her kind. I have to rise past it. I have to choke this rising bile in my throat back down and be a good girl for a chance to be granted the fucking right to live. I have to sit and feel my heart break and break and break and break and break every single day so some smug white boys won't ever have to experience the fear of god for the slightest moment.

#rant #eliza rant #long post

[morguemaw]

is there ever something that kills your motivation?

saw this abit down my box, but yes ! Originality. Ill explain below to the best i can :)

I tend to compare my projects, ideas, or even OCs to pre-existing media because its happened so much to me. I let the bad thoughts get to me faster then the positive ones; im not used to positive feedback and i also wasnt on the internet when it started becoming a much more.. relaxed place. It isnt the end of the world, im told all the time "well, if its too much like piece A just change it so it isnt", and sometimes.. its just hard to. Because you get so caught up in your idea, you love it so much, then realize that maybe the reason why you do like it is because it is like piece A or reminds you of piece A, instead of just feeling proud that maybe you just felt you had something going, or some other motivational message. Im not used to being able to post my OCs and say "This is my OC Anzie, he was inspired by Angel Dust but i prefer for him to be separate and his own idea!" And people positively tell me they love him, love his design, or ect. Im more used to those hardcore critics that come in like "He looks like a copy of Angel Dust", sometimes those own critics are my own just.. Thoughts. Im really used to it to the point where i say it myself, and it ends up destroying ALOT of my creative drive. Its always a 50/50 with people who comment on your posts. "This is original! I love it" - Valid "This isnt original, reminds me of __" - Also Valid Both are seen as valid and important words, specially to artist, creators, or ect. Feedback is seen as key. I have lots of OCs i love and adore but even just seeing 1 mark or 1 trait about them being like something else makes me upset, thinking "ok, if 1 oc is too much like___, this oc will too.", even tho all they have is like a web marking and a heart on their torso. Half the time its just traits i picked up and enjoyed, but its still enough to make me doubt. Even if half the time some people go further then me AHHA Sometimes people say they dont see it until i say it and its a irrational fear of mine, too

In the end, i can be comforted by people who say its okay and i can do it, and its hypocritical for me to say "i hate those ppl i wish they would go away, but i want to be seen as a open minded creator so i want those too", so in the end i just shit and cry and think of something else HAHHAAH

#chopping

[waywardvictorianconfessions]

NAC, AND THIS ISN'T AGAINST THE ADMINS. Okay, I'm the one who was unblocked because I couldn't interact with the blog as a whole afterwards. Nurse already apologised, I accepted the apology, and that was that. I told someone I didn't feel safe posting here for a bit, but I think I gotta have this out. I don't feel safe posting here because it feels like ppl mistake everything as disrespect towards the admins, which is something that wasn't really happening, and reading the anon asks it still feels true. The whole conversation was weird and felt extremely invalidating? Yes. Is it grounds to attack Nurse? No.

But before anything of that happened I hadn't seen anyone attack anyone. And I still haven't. Calling out someone on an action that looks problematic isn't attacking, and we're all human, we all make mistakes and have lack of concise communication. Being told so isn't wrong, it just can help us grow. (Unless it's done with the intent to harm, then it's an attack). It just feels like if we disagree it's equaled to disrespecting, and that's not the case. We all have defended admins and other users when things escalate unnecessarily. There's been trolls, and people trying to provoke fights, and I feel like we've all tried to stop them when they get through, am I wrong? But reading asks like that, talking about ppl invalidating boundaries and stuff, it just feels like it's not a safe place to put an opinion out anymore. Because I haven't seen that. It was infuriating not being able to interact just because there was a disagreement, when there's been hundreds, but it was resolved... So now what happened...? I dunno if I'm making any sense. The admins do the job I'm sure half of us wouldn't want to do, and I admire their patience, specially Faerie's. They deal with stuff that would make a lot of us lose it and stress out, and that's a fact. And I think the majority of us respects them and shows them the respect they have earned and deserve. So... where are all these asks coming from...?

I don't know how else to explain this to you guys but....I DID NOT block anyone on this blog. Wayward Victorian Confessions. You were not blocked from WVC, i blocked yall on my PERSONAL account. the one i use for things unrelated to this confessional blog. I was not aware that me blocking on my main blog would make the block universal through all side blogs as well. No one did. I was very confused and discussed it with Faerie, after i realized my mistake i corrected it. yall were not punished or silenced from wvc because we had a disagreement, it was simply an accident due to the fact i wasnt aware of the way blocking worked. I don't know why you guys want it to seem that way so badly but please, just stop. I've apologized to you (the person sending this) personally and fixed my mistake and explained how it happened so many times. Im trying to be patient and kind but i'm starting to feel like a broken record. There has been harassment through the inbox and i've seem comments of people being private messaged and insulted over this situation. I really think it just needs to end. If you're uncomfortable, no one is forcing any of you in interact. I unblocked you (person sending) so you could have the option because i'd never want to take that away from anyone. You're free to do whatever, (not talking about the sender) but making me out to be some evil, power-wielding, rude admin is unrealistic and mean. I know being an admin means there's at least a bit of a power dynamic but i'm still a regular person. I'm able to make mistakes because i'm human. that's why there are asks in my defense. Theres nothing wrong with having different opinions. theres also nothing wrong with blocking people. my boundaries were disrespected when i asked for the discussion to end and was met with more and more paragraphs.

~ nurse admin🦷