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Please practice Internet safety!! This is for minors and adults!
Especially with the rise of Internet bullying using AI. Be very cautious and don't send anyone photos of yourself, period. I know with social media etc it's normalized sending photos of yourself to friends but there's been horrible news about people using AI to take regular ordinary pictures and turn them into nudes etc.
Additionally , don't trust unsolicited links texted, emailed, or dmd to you. If it's not from a trusted source don't open it.
it's a very dangerous environment to be on Internet, especially for kids.
Please be smart and safe.
Hey. Minors following me. Internet safety is key!! NEVER include these in your bio/byf:
Medical diagnoses - this is nobody's business but yours. You don't owe anyone an explanation for why you are the way that you are
Trauma - same reason as above
Triggers - people can use these against you! Don't give people tools to hurt you. No one has to know what tags you block. Just block tags to stay safe!
Age - age is okay for adults to include but is iffy when you're a teen. Predators want this information, don't give people more than they need. Just state that you're a minor, that's all that anyone needs to know.
In general: stay safe. If you're not comfortable with every stranger out there having access to this information, you shouldn't post it on the internet.
Play devil's advocate and ask yourself about what would happen if someone searched for your information with intent to hurt you. You do NOT owe anyone an explanation!
(I guess the right-wing uses an excuse to do the riots.)
They dont say its an act of racism and hatred, but instead uses a reason, that can never be okay to use, just because they want to commit acts of racism that is done by making violence and destruction.
How can you use the awful- and hurting excuse for your violence and riots, that is the death of those 3 girls? How can you ever make that as an excuse, to act like you do? To do violence and your acts based on racism?
Unpopular Opinion : Nagito Komaeda is bisexual
( I was inspired of an another post on Gramho.com/Picuki.com of @nurse_.tsumiki but for some reason she delete her account. And I believe I know why )
I’m so sick and tired of seeing : “Since you ship Komaede with girls, you’re disgusting and need to unfollow me” or “You hate gay man, let them have something for once you homophobic !”
Like what’s really gross is this type of behavior ?
You can’t say Nagito Komaeda is canonly gay just because he has canon feelings for a male like that’s completely erasing that he could be bisexual and here I’m going to explain why the bisexual headcanon is completely valid.
There’s no doubt that Komaeda is one of the most or the best written character in the series
I found a interview that was from the canon art book where he was literally asked what his favorite type of girls and his answer was completely gender neutral
To translate, his answer was that he didn’t think anyone would like him at all then continued to say that he would like anyone who basically has a stong hope. The people who believe he’s canonly gay think he dodged the question when he said anyone but I definitely don’t think that’s yhe case here.
(The translation ^_^)
This just screams bisexual to me ? I mean, think about it, he proably said anyone because he doesn’t care for gender. This making him gender neutral (which bi or pan)
And it you’re still not convinced, take this scene from Danganronpa 3 Despair Arc :
It’s clearly shows/implies he’s attracted to hope. There’s no debate here.
And look at his profile of Servant in Danganronpa Ultra Despair Girls :
It is marked “Beautifule people”, so it’s an another proof he doesn’t care of gender.
Hum ? What did you say ? He never showed interest for women ? Okay, now look at this :
In Super Danganronpa 2.5, we see the ideal world of Nagito with his desires and he has the head under Mikan’s skirt so...
And there this scene in the chapter 2 of Sdr2 who proof he isn’t so indefferent about women :
So in conclusion :
So like, I’m not saying you can’t headcanon him as gay (you can !), but don’t attack people or force your headcanon on them espacially when there’s definitely proofs for the bisexual headcanon as I’ve show.
So yes. The Komaeda Bisexual headcanon is valid so to all the people who attack and degrade people for this need to shut the fuck up and realize you’re one of the reasons this fandom is turning so toxic.
(Sorry for my bad grammar or conjugation, it’s because I’m French ^^’)
How I Ended Fist Fights Before They Started
I've never been in a fist fight but when I was in school I was always being challenged by some guy or another because I was a skinny geek. I always managed to somehow talk my way out of it though. For example, one guy was determined to beat me up after school. Sure enough, as I was leaving school He stopped me and a crowd began to gather. I loudly announced so that both he and the crowd could hear me "Go ahead and beat me up. But I won't defend myself because I know you'll win. Of course when everyone sees you beating up on a guy half your size who isn't defending himself everyone is going to think you're a jerk. So go ahead. I'll just stand here. Let's get it over w.". He danced around me acting tough and trying to provoke me but I just stood there. Pretty soon everyone started getting embarrassed for him...and for themselves, and one by one they all walked away. He got embarrassed and quite trying to provoke me. Out of that we became close friends.
Please reblog or inbox this to anyone you know that's having trouble w being bullied. And ff you're being bullied yourself and need someone to talk to, feel free to inbox me. ~ Trabue Gentry
So, people are just allowed to take art that they like just because they don't like the person who created it? 'I hate this person for no valid reason, so let's make them feel like shit by doing this'. Really? Block buttons exist for a reason. Last I checked, it wasn't hard to use them. If you have a problem with a particular person, block them. But don't go out of your way to take things from them.
How can you talk such shit about someone, but then take their work and say 'this is amazing even though I hate you'?
Also, they have no evidence of racism, or homophobia (to someone who is a POC and draws gay fanart). Why is it that people just feel the need to spread hate when fandom is supposed to be a place of acceptance?
Art Theft and Bullying in The Old Guard Fandom
Hey TOG fandom! Do you know that stealing art is a crime? Do you have a problem with bullying (“because that poc muslim artist deserves!11!” based on a random tumblr post) within Discord servers? You do?… then read on.
Please grab some cookies and tea (and get comfortable!) and read on. This is a SERIOUS matter that I, as an outsider, was able to see WITHOUT being influenced by anyone else. I am not friends with any of the people involved here, although after these events I have empathy towards them.
I’m telling you this so you won’t be able to say to me “you are allied with/you are influenced by”… That is not the case. I have facts and evidence, so please read! I will be talking about ART THEFT, BASHING, REPOSTING, AND DISGUSTING BULLYING BEHAVIOUR towards a person who is not even in the server. As a fellow fanartist I feel so bad because “this artist deserves it” in their mind.
(Now: apparently there is a part of the beautiful The Old Guard fandom that thinks: the characters and people’s headcanons are more important rather than an actual person’s well-being, and with every new illustration by the artist, they are badly spoken of. Because… ugh, why not?)
I talked about facts, so here’s one:
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; the phrase " no one can bully my sibling(s) but ME !! " and others like that js .. Like I'm sorry ?? what ?? Like I have siblings, I know what it's MEANT to mean and that it's MEANT to be light hearted and ungenuine. But I've seen FAR too many cases where someone will genuinely bully their sibling(s) and instead of anyone saying " excuse me wtf ?? " It's js people being like:
; " that's siblings for you lol !! "
; or if anyone does object it's all " found the only child !! " like !?? UHHH ??? No, that's js bullying !! That's js fucking mean and fucked up and in some cases straight up abuse !! Like fuck that, that's not very sibling of you. That's not very decent being of you. What the fuck go apologise and then take the cactus that's apparently in your ass out and fucking eat it. ( pt: eat it :end pt )
therian bullying
Can we talk about the bullying situation for therians right now? I'm a therian, i identify as one, and i'm sick of seeing people on tiktok being attacked by these random ass kids physically and mentally. they do not deserve this, they are people just like everyone else, they bleed, cry, laugh, like any other person. I have had personal experiences, people calling me weird, saying things like "what the fuck?" "are you ill?" "what's wrong with you?" while giving me weird glances and stares. it's disgusting to see people get treated this way and i want to stop it. IMPORTANT: no matter how much you hate someone or how much you disagree to what they believe in, you have absolutely no right to tell them to kill themselves and or encourage it. think to yourself "Are they hurting anyone?" chances are the aren't, and you're the bad guy for ruining someone's fun and life. if you bully. YOU.AREN'T.SPECIAL. thank you :)
i’m gonna go on a rant for a sec.
it is truly terrifying how uneducated a lot of teenagers are now. hurtful words that spew out of their mouth endlessly and they think it’s funny. words such as “retarted” or “n*****”. and it’s “only meant as a joke”. i’m here to say that these words, are not a joke. people used to be seen as these things. i’m calling out to anyone who uses these words regularly, and thinks it makes them funny or cool. it doesn’t. it makes you look like an ass. it makes you look like a fool and it makes you childish. i’m not here to call people names, before people start calling me out. i’m just sick of listening to a group of girls call another girl a slut when she a. didn’t even interact with them in any way and b. is a virgin. the definition of slut is a woman with many sexual partners. so how exactly is she a slut, if she is a virgin? this is ridiculous.
sorry if i offended anyone in any way. i just really needed to get that out of my head. if i offended you, there is no need to say anything to me about it. just block me and move on. if you feel you must say something, please dm me and we can discuss it. this post was not meant to offend anyone. it was simply to get my point across that students in middle school- high school shouldn’t be using the words “n*****” and “retarded” and “slut”..etc. especially not directed at each other, when they don’t even know the true meaning of the words.
Toshiro Hitsugaya x sad and lost reader
Hello there dear reader I hope you have a wondeful day. if not I hope this helps at least to make you feel a bit better and smile~ As always I do not own Bleach or its characters. This is just fanmade and I do not make or intend to earn any money with it. If you like this story please support the manga and the anime of this great work called Bleach. This story is only written to make people smile. Trigger warnings: Mentions of death and bullying as well as fire and getting lost A part from that honestly a lot of fluff. Have fun ^-^ Oh and I would be so happy about comments and votes. Also english is not my first language please tell me were I made mistakes! Thanks beforehand^^ Now really have fun ^~^
It was cold horribly cold, and you were scared so, so scared. It was in the mid of the night and you were wandering around in the soul society. You were still an inductee in the academy and honestly you were not supposed to wander around. You would get in quiet some trouble if someone should catch you, but you needed to get out of there. Away, just away from it all. Away from the memories, the pictures, the nightmares. You thought a walk would calm your nerves, but you were still so in thoughts that you did not notice that your environment became foreign for you until you realized you were utterly and completely lost. Standing in a huge forest with not the slightest direction. You were wandering since the late afternoon in this forest without finding your way. The lessons ended near to noon today because of some reason you have long forgotten. You had fallen asleep from exhaustion, since you had trouble to sleep ever since...since then. You had woken up from a horrible nightmare and went for the walk. Now it was probably near midnight maybe even later and it was snowing since hours. You were freezing. Your clothes were not meant for this kind of weather. There had been sunshine but now it was snowing and storming since hours. Your hands were beginning to get blue and you were not even sure if you did feel your toes anymore the way you should. Your teeth were shattering, and you were beginning to wonder if you would find your way back or if you would freeze out here. How was this forest so huge and how did you manage to get this lost? You began to see black dots but tried to walk on, you knew you could not stop walking, you would be dead when you stopped, but your body was slowly given up. “Some please help me...” You whispered already too weak to scream anymore. Suddenly you heart a voice. That was not possible was your mind playing tricks on you? There again “Hey, you! Hey are you alright? Hey what the hell are you doing here?!” Without a warning your body was swanked around, and two turquoise eyes were looking straight at your soul. “Geez, you are freezing. What the hell are you doing out here!? Do you have a death wish or something!” “Please…” was the only thing you managed to say, before stumbling a bit. Before you stand a young man with spiky white hair and turquoise eyes. “You are an inductee?” Your clothes were the proof for that. “Honestly, you are not even aloud to be here” He was clearly annoyed with you, but you could not care less you were so thankful he was there. You now probably won't have to die out here. You wanted to say something to apologize, but your vision was getting more blurry and you lost your balance again. You were sure to fall to the hard ground, but the impact never came. The stranger had caught you in his arms and to your great shock pulled you in his chest” You are way to cold” he sounded concerned. Suddenly there was a scarf around your neck. It was warm and you were thankful for it. Normally you would have blushed because of the action but you were too cold for that. Now that you were close to his chest you realized you were a bit shorter then him, but even more important you finally noticed what he was wearing, making clear to you that you were in huge and you meant really huge trouble. He was not only wearing the black cloth of a Shinigami but also white and there is only one rank who was allowed to wear that. A captain.... The young man before you was a captain. You were too exhausted to ask yourself what a captain was doing here, but you still worried about being punished. But what should you do, everything was so blurry... “I-”you started but he interrupted you. “Stop talking idiot you are wasting your energy and you need every bit of it. You are more than lucky you are not already dead. You are cold as ice and your lips and hands are blue. I bet you do not even feel your fingers or toes anymore.” At first, he sounded annoyed and angry but to the end his voice became softer warmer. “I guess it can't be helped. I need to get you out of here.” He sighed and simply picked you up. You were too weak to protest in anyway. You felt your eyes closing but he shook you “Listen, you need to stay awake. This is no good, in your state we never make it back. Neither to the academy or to the quarters.” You began to become scared, would you die after all. You tried so hard to stay awake, but it was so hard. A small whimper escapes your lips “I... want...I want to live...” His eyes became determined at this “and you will. Just stay awake and keep looking and me. Do not give up, just don’t give up” He was already running with you in his arms. Everything was a mess for you, the only thing you could clearly see was his face. His eyes looked in front of you and his lips were pressed together. A few times you nearly lost your consciousness “Stay, with me! Just a bit longer” he pulled you even closer to his chest. Suddenly the storm got weaker and eventually seemed to just stop and it got darker. A cave? He set you down. “stay awake. Don't you dare and die on me.” He vanished out of your few for a moment and then you heard him say something and there was a fire. A small campfire. He put more wood on it to make it bigger than he came back to you and brought you closer to the fire. It got warmer but you were still cold. So cold. He kneeled before you and made you look at him “I apologize in advance, but when you want to live you need to get your wet clothes of and both of us know, you can hardly move on your own.” He blushed while saying that. You just nodded weakly. You knew he was right. Even when you did not like the idea, you knew it would be stupid to protest. “Thank-you for not making me force you out of them” he sounded relieved. He helped you out of your clothes except for your underwear, what was to your luck at least somewhat dry. You were so embarrassed and thankful you were too cold to blush. To your relieve but also great surprise he took of his white haori and wrapped you in it. Then without a word he brought you both even closer to the fire and pulled you against his chest wrapping his arms around your torso and tangled his legs with yours. Your head fell from exhaustion against his chest, but he shook you awake “I am sorry, but you cannot sleep just yet. You just must fight a bit longer, until you are warmer. I kept the storm out of here, but you need to stay awake.” “I... I ...can’t „you muttered weakly. “You have to” you heard whisper him whisper something and warmth was taking over your body. Was that a healing kido? Slowly you began to feel your toes and fingers again and it the beginning it hurt, badly. You tried your best not to whimper or anything not wanting to seem weak in front of him or annoy him any further with that. “I am sorry. Just endure it for a bit longer. It will stop soon and then I will let you sleep.” He promised putting his chin on your head. The gesture made you feel save. After a few more minutes the pain faded, and you tried to move your fingers and toes. Relieve washed over you as you were able to. “See you are going to be okay.” He gently spoke to you, a bit like he was speaking to a child, but you could not care less. Actually, it made you feel better. Because you had felt like a lost child. Lost, alone and near to death just like your younger version before she found you, but know she was gone. She was gone and you had not been able to save her. No at the end it had been her who saved you, even when everything happened because of you and now you nearly wasted your life. The life she gave hers for. A broken sob escaped your lips. “Oi, do not cry. You'll be okay. You are alright. Everything will be alright so please stop crying.” He sounded a bit helpless and you really felt sorry for him, but you just could not stop crying. Suddenly he turned you around and pulled you again against his chest, wrapping his arms around you. “You need to stop crying. You are way too weak right now, you should not waste so much energy.” He made you look up and put his forehead against yours so that you had to look at him, while he strokes your tears away. His arresting eyes seemed to see through you, it felt like he could read your mind if he wanted to. His eyes were determined, yet warm and full of protectiveness. You felt like you were drowning in his eyes and after some time you calmed down. “Now, this is better.” He wrapped you again in his arms. “What is your name?” “(f/n), Sir” “And your last name?” You shook your head “I do not have one, never had, taicho.” “A strange young woman, you are” To your surprise he began to stroke your head” Now, the more important question. What were you doing out there?” You kept silent. Not knowing what to say. Now that you were still alive you knew you were in some other kind of trouble. You tried to turn away from him not being able to stand up to his gaze. “(f/n)” he slightly growled making you flinch. He then sighed and turned you around “Listen, you do not make anything better for yourself when you do not talk to me. Also, I have a feeling that this is about more than you just deciding to walk around in a snow storm in a place you are not allowed to go.” “I did not mean to... I got lost...and, and it was not snowing, well at least than...” he did not say a word, he just looked at you with somewhat reassuring eyes and nodded from time to time, to make clear you should continue. You did not know, why but you told him, told him everything. Even what you had not told your senseis about the Incident that took the life of your dear friend. You even told him of your past. Explained how she saved you when you were still children. How you came to the academy and how she was a real genius in honestly everything, while you kept messing up. How she always told you that you were just failing because you were scared of it and of the people around you, you had not the best experiences of people when you were a child, and that you two would become great Shinigami one day and how you would be at each other’s side. You also told him about some guys and girls from the academy who were above you. How they decided to pick on you and make your life a living hell. How your friend stood up for you and tried to protect you. How the guys and girls got into trouble and nearly got dispelled from the academy, because of it and how they threaded you. You told him of the fire, how you both somehow woke up far too late and how she pushed you outside before everything broke down on her. How you tried to free her but were not strong enough. How no kido seemed to work out and how you heard her scream from pain until she had lost the fight. You did not stop to try to get her out until you were pulled away from the flames. You had spent days in bed to recover from injuries but never really slept because her screams and the fire were haunting you. How you came back to the lessons and the people made fun of the death of your friend and how you realized that they had something to do with it but were too scared of them to tell anyone, since they were much stronger and older, and the teachers believed them because of their family status. How you were scared that they might one day kill you too. How it was your fault your friend died and how days became weeks and how you decided to go for a walk just around the academy to get away from it all. That you got lost and everything until he found you. At the end you realized you began to cry again. “Geez, you are troublesome. I cannot even be mad at you. Still it was naive from you to just wander around like this and to not ask anyone for help. I understand why you did not, but honestly what were you planning to do in the end? Just hoping they might leave you alone one day?” He sighed “I guess it can't be helped. I will bring you back and we will find out who was responsible for that fire. Also, I will put an end to this people picking on you. Such cowards hurting someone younger and weaker than themselves. Also, for your punishment from now on you will be doing extra training. We will meet once a week to train, if you still want to become a Shinigami and for fill the dream you both had for the both of you. By the way I will tell not a single soul where I have found you. Be thankful for that, normally you would get dispelled from the academy or worse. We will make something up in the morning.” “Huh?” Was your only brilliant answer but who could blame you. He seemed to really believe you. Also, a captain going so far out of his way to help a mere inductee? That was seriously something unheard of. More importantly how was getting the possibility to train with a captain a punishment?! Of course, that would mean more training but only the thought that he was willing to give some of his time, and you knew captains are really, busy, even so he just heard from your very own mouth that you were a complete failure. You just could not make any sense out of it. A shiver ran through your body, you were still quiet cold. You were pulled closer to his chest as he had noticed that shiver too and he began to rub your arms in an attempt to get you a bit warmer. “Did I not make myself clear?” he asked you in a teasing tone. “B-but why...I do not understand…” You stuttered a bit overwhelmed with everything. “Firstly, it is the duty of the strong to protected those who are in need of protection, secondly as a captain I cannot let an inductee and promising new Shinigami making herself go through the suffer and pain you are feeling, watching you giving up on yourself. We would lose a good Shinigami, I cannot let that happen. You may think of yourself to be a failure, but you are wrong. I see the same potential in you, your friends must have seen. You are a fighter; most people would had already given up out there, but you did not. Also, when you cried you lost control over your spiritual pressure and even though you are quite weak right now because of what you went to it was strong enough to put someone who is not a Shinigami out of his balance, which is already quite impressive for an inductee of the first year. I wonder how none of your teachers noticed that and helped you out it is quite clear you do not know how to control it yet.” He sounded annoyed and you really hoped his annoyance was directed at your sensei’s and not at you. “So, do we have a deal?” He asked you shortly after. You nodded, only an idiot would decline that. “Good, it is Toshiro Hitsugaya by the way. I am the captain of the 10th division. Call me Captain Hitsugaya, Taicho what you like more. Oh, and when we are alone you are allowed to call me Toshiro.” You looked up stunned. You have heard of THE captain Hitsugaya, the young genius, the really, really strong young genius. Also, you were quite sure you heard mummers that there were really, and you meant really few people who were allowed or more precisely tolerated to call him by his first name. “Thank-you, Tai-Toshiro…” You blushed lightly. “It is quite alright. You seem to really need a friend and I would be glad to become one for you.” At this you began to cry, yet again. “Now, now, no more crying.” He hushed you. “Thank-you, thank-you so much…” You sniffed. “It is alright, everything is alright now. Oh and (f/n) do not dare to blame you for her death for a second longer, it was not your fault.” You cried even harder at that and were thankful for his strong arms wrapping themselves around you, bringing you in a close warm hug. “Common stop crying, how do you want to come in my squad when you cry all day.” He lightly joked and let go of you a bit to strike your tears away. You gasped as he let himself fall with you to the ground “Sleep now. Your body is warm enough now and you really need it.” As if his words were a command you felt your eyes close and you drifted off to sleep. “Who have thought a simple training trip would end up like this. I am just glad I collected some firewood in advance.” You heard Toshiro mutter before your world became silent and sleep took over.
SPN Angels x teen reader
Hello wonderful person reading this. I really hope you will be enjoying this and maybe I even manage to make you smile. It would be my honor. As always I do not own Supernatrual or its characters and I have no intention to earn money with this. i just want to make people smile. Please support the great series and the people who have worked for it.
Trigger warinings: Bullied reader
This topic is important for me so I need to say a few things beforehand.
Please do never believe people when they say nasty things to you or believe it is right when they hurt you. They have no right to do so. Everyone is unique and absolutly wonderful in their own why, this includes you! Smile and never give up. One day you will meet the people you have been looking for and believe me it is worth waiting for them. It is okay to ask for help. Everyone needs help at some point of their life and never ever believe you are not freaking perfect the way you are. Never give up. There are so many poeple feeling like they do not belong, or do not fitt in. You are not alone and you will find your place.
Please never bully anyone, you would not believe how much damage you can do and trust me if you knew, if you would ever feel it, you would deeply regret it. You are not just making fun or giving someone a bad day. You hurt them, your words and actions can influence their whole life. That is nothing you want to be responsible for. Think about it. How would you feel?
If anyone wants to read this for a male reader or any other gender ask and give me advise, I gladly write a second version =) I Just always get confused with both reader types in one version ^^’‘ and was not sure if anyone even likes this story.
So it was three days before Christmas and one thing was clear this year Christmas was already and would continue to be a nightmare. You were the younger half-sister of Dean and Sam Winchester. You loved your brothers dearly and you loved how they always tried to celebrate a normal Christmas with you to give you all some happy hours together since you had been brought to them. You were ten years old at that time. Your mum and dad had just met for one night and you had never met your dad, but your mum loved you dearly. She also had been a hunter before she left. She died protecting you from a witch, which was chasing after young girls. She had stopped hunting when you were born but still taught you the basics. You never got to know why the witch had chosen to hunt you down but she did. How you survived? By the strangest sort of luck. Your mother had heard of your brothers and connected them thinking you should meet them. The date they were supposed to visit was the day your mother died. They arrived just before the witch could get to you and thankfully reacted fast enough. They took you in and took care of you from that day on. You loved your brothers dearly and would do anything for them. A few years had gone by and you were in high school now. The boys wanted you to have a normal life, well as normal as possible. Also, they do not like you going on hunts with them. They are really protective of you. Especially because the death of your mother was still hunting you. It was near Christmas and you missed your brothers, a lot. They were away since a week and to make matters worse that week had been awful. There still had been lessons and for some reason the popular kids had decided that you were their main interest of bullying for the days before Christmas. Today you had come back to the bunker holding back your tears. You had to be stronger than that. They were not supposed to get to you, still it hurt, it hurt so much, and you just wanted to see your brothers. You had not told them about the bullying afraid they would get worried or thought of you as weak even when you knew that was unlikely but you could not help feeling insecure about the matter just like about so many other subjects and the bullying was making it worse and worse. All you wanted was someone to hug you.
You sighed and went to the kitchen you did not feel like eating but you knew you had to. You wanted to cut a few carrots to eat them with a bit of meat, yes you had adapted both Sam and Deans way to eat. But the knife slipped out of your trembling hands, and you cut yourself. You cursed and pushed the knife away from you but knocked over a glass in the process which shattered to pieces on the floor. With the glass also a full glass bottle bier fell. Now you were surrounded by shards. You were at the bridge of tears as you tried to step over the shards yet there were so many you could not avoid all and felt some smaller once cutting your feet. You hissed in pain and sat down when you finally were at the end of all the shards. Tears were now flowing without a stop. That had been the last straw. You could not take it anymore. Your last thought before dark thoughts and sobs gained full control of your body was to call for one of the angles your bothers were In some way friends with or at least began to tolerate them. You, yourself loved them dearly. Castiel seemed to always calm you down und Gabriel would always find a way to cheer you up, while Balthazar always was so kind to you and Lucifer, yes you liked him too, he was really caring towards you and quiet protective. The other angels, at least the ones you knew seemed to be quite nice too, but this four actually took the effort to get closer to you. To everyone else you were just the little sister of the Winchester brothers but to them, you always seemed to be (y/n). Castiel was the first to warm up to you and soon after Gabriel followed and so things went on until even Lucifer seemed to somehow like you. In a way it was like you had four more brothers. But should you really call them? What would be if they were disappointed or had more important things to do or were just annoyed by you. Your thoughts got darker by every second until…”Princess~ What is that with you and such harmful thoughts” You shakenly looked up and to your great surprise Lucifer was sitting at the kitchen counter only a few steps away from you. “Luci..” a whimper escaped you making the archangel give you a small calming smile. “What happened? Little one, who did dare to hurt you?” Balthazar walked in the room his eyes immediately on you. Then there was a warm hand on your cheek “Oh, (y/n) what has happened?” “Cas?” You looked in his blue calming eyes and had trouble to not cry even more and just hide at his chest. “Please stop crying cupcake, everything is going to be just fine.” Gabriel had appeared next to you and was now stroking your hair. “We all sensed you were in pain and felt you thinking about us. We became concerned and came to check on you, Cupcake” Gabriel explained for you. “I honestly was not expecting a war field in your kitchen, what happened, princess?” Lucifer wondered. “Don’t you think we should first take care of the important things, brothers?” Balthazar spoke up. “Of course” Cas muttered and took you on his arms gently carrying you away from the kitchen to your room. He gently set you down on your bed and soon Lucifer followed with a bowl of water. “I am sorry angel, but we need to get the remaining shards out of your feet, before we can heal you. That will hurt a bit, but I try to be gentle okay?” You nodded whipping away some of the tears still finding their way down your cheeks. You did not even want them to waste their mojo on you, but you knew there was no way arguing with the four angels on this matter “Don’t you ever think that again, cupcake.” Gabriel had come to your room and now set down next to you and made you look in his eyes: “You are worth everything we ever do for you and even more, okay?” As Lucifer began to clean the wounds at your feet Cas und Gabe tried to distract you with jokes and stories, while they both held your hands and had a protective arm around your shoulder and waist. Finally, Lucifer finished his work and you felt his grace heal your feet and your hand. He stood up and placed a gently kiss on your forehead “Such a good and strong girl.” You felt Gabe stroke away some of your last tears and suddenly you were in more comfy clothes. Then Balthazar came in with a tablet and you smelled your favorite dish. “I figured you would be hungry. Oh, and I took care of the mess in the kitchen, so do not worry about a thing.” “Thank-you, thank-you all so much.” They all smiled warmly at you. They all told you stories and joked around while you ate, making you smile.
When you had finished Gabe took the plate from you and Cas scouted closer to you putting an arm around your shoulders at first you were confused, but then you saw their serious faces. You realized, they knew, they knew about the bullying and the feelings you held for yourself and they wanted to talk about it. Castiel was the one of them with the most calming aura so he might sure to be close to you. Suddenly you wanted to run away, you did not want to talk about it, you could not…”Hey, hey hey (y/n) calm down, everything is fine, hey it’s okay, you are fine. It’s okay” Cas calmly spoke to you and then a wave of calm was washing over you, that was surely his doing. You felt safe, more than safe and your breathing that had started to speed up slowed down again. Your eyes began to get heavy and you had trouble to not fall asleep. “Hey little brother, that is quiet enough we still want to be able to talk to her. You can help her sleep a bit later.” Gabriel chuckled. “Cas, I know you want to keep her from harm, but it is not a good thing when she never talks about this stuff” Lucifer added. Cas grip on you got a bit stronger, but was still comfortable for you: “Our brother always so protective” Balthazar snickered. The other three angels sat down in front of you. Your bed was pretty large, because Gabe found it fitting one day when he found both of your brothers sleeping at the ground next to you, just to make sure you felt save after a nightmare. You looked down unsure of what to do, what to say… how were you supposed to talk about this. You knew, they only wanted to help, but just the thought about the whole thing made you scared. They threatened you not to tell anyone…what would they do…also when you told the angels what they said, might they realize it is true and that you are not worth their attention, anyone’s attention… a broken sob escaped you and a tear fell from your cheeks “(y/n)…” you heard Castiel mutter and the overwhelming feeling got a bit better. “Cupcake, look at me…sweetheart just look in my eyes and take a deep breath, okay?” Gabe gently lifted your chin, making you look at him. “There, that is our girl. Keep breathing dear.” “Angel, you can tell us, no matter what it is, it will not change what we think or feel towards you okay?” Balthazar spoke. You nodded weakly, making Gabe losing his grip a bit. “They told you not to tell anyone, did they not? Bullies are always such cowards. Little one, we would never let them hurt you. If one of them even tries to come near you again we will be there protection you, okay?” Lucifer gently stroke your head. With the way he was caring for you, people sometimes find it hard to believe that he is really THE Lucifer. You took another deep breath and slowly began to tell them, first the easier things but once you started talking you found yourself not able to stop anymore and so you told the angels everything. From the girl who always made fun of you in front of everyone, to the boys, that decided to punch you until you had a hard time to get up anymore, or the group who tied you up, so that you got locked in for a few hours until the janitor found you, to your great luck and how the bulling got even worse, the punches were okay, you could live with that, but the things they said got worse and worse and you started to believe them. Not your while class was like this, but all the others were too afraid to stand up for you. Just today they had stolen your sketchbook and had thrown it out of the window, so it got all wet from the rain and all your little works ruined. When you finally finished you realized it had gotten warmer and something soft was stroking against your arms, legs, hands and feet. You needed a moment to realize that they had put their wings around you, to shelter you from this world and just materialized them enough for you to feel them but not to see, cause that would hurt your eyes. The angels were all looking at you in warm, yet sad way but in the same time kind of proud. “We are sorry cupcake, we should have noticed sooner, something was wrong, should have watched more over you” “N-no you all have more than enough to do” you stammered. “Still from now on, we will watch over you little one, in a way we already are your guardian angels, I think we should start to doing this the right way.” Balthazar decided. “You are right brother, what better way to make sure our little angel is always alright.” “You have to decide princess, if you want, we all become your guardians?” Lucifer spoke softly, caressing your hair. You looked a bit puzzled at him, what exactly did that mean or what would come with it? Was there really something like guardian angels you always thought it was a matter of speech. “Sometimes” Cas explained “certain people, people who have an important task to do in the future get to be watched over by an angel. The angel mixes a really tiny portion of his grace with the soul of this person. That way he can always find him or her even when she is out of radar for every other angel, but that is not the only thing it also makes it easier to tune in your thoughts, you know we can read them when we are near you or when we concentrate on you, but once we become a guardian it gets really easy for us no matter how far away and your praises would be louder for us, then the praises of others, also we would be always able to know how you feel and would immediately notice when you would be in pain or scared. Actually mind reading how you call it, gets a lot easier even from a far distance and if we wanted to we could even see and hear everything you do. Of course, we would always respect your how did Dean put it personal space?” That made you laugh “Cas, you do not even know the word, how do you want to respect it then?” “It is nice to hear you laugh again” Gabe smiled at you. “You do not have to answer us now (y/n) and it would be more than okay, to say no, we just want to protect you” Balthazartold you.
A yawn escaped your lips: “I think you should sleep a bit” Castiel suggested but you shook your head frankly, when you slept they would go and at the moment you really did not want to be alone, were scared to be alone. “Princess, no one said we are leaving” Lucifer gently stroke your cheek “My little brother is right, your mind and body a screaming for a good night’s sleep and it is already pretty late” He spoke softly. You took a firm hold of his hand as if to make sure he would not go. You did not even realize your action you were too tired already, but it made the archangels heart feel warm. He scooted a bit closer and began to stroke your hair with his other hand. Gently making you lay back into Castiels embrace who shifted a bit so that you could lay down completely while your head was on his chest. Gabe just shrugged and laid down next to you putting his arm around you and laid one of his wings over you take make sure you would stay warm and comfy. While Balthazar grabbed your other hand and set down in a way that he could stroke your cheek from time to time. “Sleep (y/n), I promise we keep you safe, you won’t be alone. We will meet you in your dreams. Relax and let me guide you “Castiel whispered Gabe added “Smile little one, we will have lots of fun.” He was also speaking in calming voice lulling you in further and then Lucifer began to sing a calming song, you did not understand a word, but it sounded beautiful and old. Cas looked surprised at Lucifer that was the same song Gabe had sang to him as he was just a fledgling. Gabe spoke softly too low for you to even notice “Cas where do you think I knew this song from. The first time you heard it by the way was not from me, it was when you were just a new born and you would not stop crying until Lucifer got you in his arms and started to sing this song. He had sang the same thing to me when I was young and since we both loved it I continued to sing it for you” With the end of his words Gabriel began to sing with Lucifer and soon the other two angels joined in. You fell asleep at their watch and had the most beautiful dreams. When you woke up again all four were smiling at you, they had kept their word and stayed. In their eyes was so much protectiveness and love that you forgot that what you were thinking “Guys…if…if you still want to I would love for you to be my guardian angels” you looked down shyly making all four laugh. “Then you just need to grant us the permission to do so” Gabe spoke warmly “Permission granted? “ he asked you with a loving smile looking deeply in your eyes making it impossible for you to look away, just if he had to see in your eyes that you answer was the truth and nothing but the truth “Permission granted” you nodded. Gabriel smiled and softly kissed your forehead. “Would the beautiful young lady also give me the same permission? “ Balthazar asked you, also looking directly in your eyes. “Yes” you spoke softly, and he kissed you hand. “(y/n) would you be so kind to also allow me access and to become your guardian?” Castiel questioned you in warm tone , his eyes to were looking directly at your soul. “Of course Castiel” you smiled. “Now then princess “Lucifer spoke and to your surprise he seemed a bit nervous “would you grant me the same permission?” “Yes, definitely, permission granted” you spoke softly while smiling at him. His blue eyes got a kind look and he smiled back at you “then so it will be” he spoke while kissing your forehead “Sleep little one, sleep and do not worry about a thing” he gently touched your forehead with two of his fingers and before you could even quite understand your eyes closed and you fell in a deep sleep. As you woke up again you were alone in the room but strangely you did not feel alone. You felt like the four angels were still with you in a way. Before you could really understand the situation there was a knock on the door and Gabriel came in shortly after “Good morning cupcake. You should stand up or you’ll be late to school and I really do not want to answer your brothers’ questions why you missed two days of school in a row. “ “Two days?” you asked confused. “Yes Lucifer made you sleep through one since we realized you had not slept enough in a long time. Come stand up there is breakfast.” You really did not want to go to school because of the bullying and thought about simply staying in bed but Gabriel picked you up and throwed you over his shoulder “Nope~ You are not going to stay in bed. You always wanted to go to school and learn you will not stop it because of some brats” “Gabe “you squeaked but it was no use. You both went into the kitchen and he put you down on a chair.
There was already breakfast waiting for you. Balthazar put it down in front of you “Eat up Sweetheart. You must be hungry.” Castiel was standing at the kitchen counter and was packing your schoolbag. You could not help but smile as you saw him packing a cupcake as an extra to your normal lunch. “They teach you about religion at school?” he asked a bit confused about your books . “Yes, well they try but honestly they are messing up, but they are not to blame, they simply do not know better.” “Let me guess” Lucifer shipped in “I am the all bad monster responsible for everything?” “Sorry Lucifer, yes they blame you a lot” you sweet dropped.
You sighed “guys do I reeeeally of to go to school?” you whined. “Yes.” Came from all four. You looked down. You did not want to go back there. Honestly you were scared. Suddenly there were two strong arms around you. Gabriel was hugging you and you had to be honest that calmed you more than you would admit. “Princess, we will not let anyone, and I mean anyone hurt you, okay?” Lucifer comforted you. “You are not alone anymore (y/n)” Castiel noted “and you will never again be “ Balthazar assured. You could not help it tears were flowing down your cheeks making Gabriel hug you more. “Thank-you guys, Thank-you so much” you sobbed “Hey, it’s okay. Everything is perfectly alright” Gabe whispered in your ear lightly rocking you back and forth.
After a while you calmed down a bit and started to eat your breakfast, which was delicious.
After that you got ready for school and to your great surprise Lucifer decided to bring you. He took you just a street away from school since just zapping in front of the school would get you unwanted attention. You just were about to go after thanking him ,when he pulled you in a hug and kissed your hair. Then he kneeled down a bit so that you were at eye Level “Do not be scared little one. I promise we watch over you.”
TW:Bullying
As someone who suffered bullying for a long time, this indicator is one of the closest to my personal life I've done yet.
The idea of Indicators is that those that have gone through it understand that it was a possibility (out of many) of their natal charts, help them accept and validate the experience (in case they struggle with guilt or shame) from a different point of view so they can feel supported and loved.
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Hi my name is Aaron, a shitty poster, myth nerd and normally causal dude.
I´m a cisgender male, young adult, but the things you´ve described sound way to close to home. I have and had a different conception of manliness in comparison to my old peers and I´m happy being a male, but they didn´t think of me as "manly" ( I don´t enjoy the things they liked but I accepted them, they did not), whatever. (we were between 6-16 years, yeah cons of a small town). they saw that some of my interest were girly (flowers, butterflies, poetry, gems, music...) and called me a pxssy and gay (I didn´t and don´t have an attraction towards men, to be honest I don´t like anyone sexually although I´m a die hardcore romantic)
But my life has been full of awesome women, but sometimes my friends (all girls) feared that being close to them was a social death sentence for me (they care for me so much and were amazing) and thought the other "boys" were going to bully me (they did), so I was the outcast of both worlds and that did hurt a lot, sometimes I was left alone because they wouldn´t talk to men about somethings (slumber parties, boy bands, etc..) and I their friend the "honorary gal ", was left out of conversation, and when talking to the boys that were not bullies I was treated way differently, because they too were afraid of the Bullies.(The bullies and their parents were awful,misogynists and usually high regarded in my school community)
So yeah, because a few rotten apples are in the basket, doesn´t mean all are rotten, but the spoiled rotten faster the others
When I came to uni I found out boys with my same interest and different too, and they´re one of the sweetest people I´ve ever met and they´re normal people, not everyone is bad, heck they were only like a handful of 5 kids, and I also have founded terrible women too, the world´s big and with so many people you´re bound to find bad people regardless of gender
I hope you stop getting hate comments and I hope that my part can help in the awareness that not all men nor gender is bad, there´re bad and mean PEOPLE, not collectives, stereotypes are awful and so harming both ways.
Yours truly
Aaron of Ithaca 🤍💙
Also I´m neither a misandric nor misogynist, I´m not anti-men, beacuse then I will be an hypocrite, I only wrote this to show that there are bad people and awesome people in every group.
My queers, we really need to put the "no men" thing away. Men are not inherently bad. There are queer men. There are questioning men. There's men that are just plain cool. Denying these men a space at our table is not helping - except the TERFs. I just came off the back of reading a transphobe gleeful rant about the need to have pride without men - They of course mean me. This kind of stuff is damaging to me and I really need us all to take a step back and maybe kill this "men dni, men not allowed" stuff. What you mean is "no men who are going to do mean stuff to me." And frankly those men won't give a shit about that kind of boundary.
But I promise you there's a fleet of good honest men who will see that and be sad they're not allowed in your version of queer spaces.
PATRIARCHY is what you hate. Dni Patriarchs.
The fuck is going on with everybody on Tik Tok??
They now making Tik Toks where they are harrasing and sending dead threats towards Joseph Quinn,because he won the MTV Award and not Bella Ramsey. What the fuck is going on with them??? The fans voted for him crazily because he deserved it! If they wanted somone else that much,why the fuck didn't they voted more?? At first we are bullying his fans who costplayed him,and dared to write a song about his character like someone wrote a song about Sebastian Stan and like someone costplayed Loki,and do you know what the difference was? The fans from the Marvel fandom were aprociated,and the fans from the Stranger Things fandom were bodyshamed and bullied. And now they even have the guts,to write dead threats towards Joseph,and harass him for what? Please I beg you,those who voted for him and love him,be on his side and try to stop this shit. I don't even try anymore,because nobody's on my side in the comments.
Just when I thought I've lost, I laid my armor down. My warriors came. It's as if the fight isn't over, and we could just win this battle.
When they always tell you to be careful with your words but they are never careful with their actions towards you...
Something I've noticed about ignorant people that makes it kind of hard to get through to them, their reasoning or "proof" is always "I have this opinion, and I'm me, so I'm right." They've only ever experienced the world from their own point of view, so they see no reason to empathize with anyone or anything "other." The only way I see to help them would be a form of trickery- get them attached to something or someone, get them to empathize- and then suddenly that thing or person is revealed to have a different philosophy, or they make a point that puts a little seed of thought in their mind. The intention is to make them question their own bigotry by realizing they can't enjoy certain things if they hold onto it. Unlearning prejudice and overcoming ignorance is a process, because no one wants to admit they're wrong. Everyone believes their moral code is the correct one. This will take time, but in some cases, it is worth it to try. I'm happy you listened this long.
Alice: DiamondZelena, if you're seeing this, then don't ever hurt minor and others again for that, I saw you from the tumbler and the Pinterest, You still have that art of Sally beating me up, you can't kill me, because I already killed her, also you ship of Redally suck, You still don't leave deviant art because, you just keep coming back and hope I see you suffer and get wreaked by someone, So bye b****, now leave us alone, oh almost forgot, Don't ever steal art of this or that I beat up sally, I will always watching you.
È venuto il momento di fare il punto della situazione. 😇
Qualche giorno fa, su Facebook ho invitato una persona a partecipare al gruppo (Professor Snape) di cui ero co-amministratrice. L'intenzione era semplicemente quella di scusarmi per una cattiva azione involontaria, tuttavia ho agito superficialmente con un gruppo che non era mio: Sarah McKenzie A, questo il nome della tipa, non ci ha pensato due volte a cambiare nome al gruppo, sostituire la copertina, cancellare l'album e la chat (che stava andando bene dopo mesi di spam) per concentrare tutta l'attenzione su di sé e sul suo gruppo principale: Snape Collection.
Così, Professor Snape è diventato The Potion Master's Guild, decine di utenti sono stati sbattuti fuori senza un perché e rimossi i post precedenti, le regole imposte comprendevano assurdità che poteva pensare la Umbridge, come "non idealizzare le arti oscure" (e chi le idealizza? 🙆).
Una preponderanza ingiustificata di AI ha suscitato le proteste di alcune persone, me compresa, che non brillo in intelligenza in certe situazioni. Chi ha avuto da ridire è stato sospeso o bannato, io sono stata degradata, bannata e ho ricevuto uno shadow ban (non posso nemmeno vedere). Chieste spiegazioni in privato, Sarah giura di non avermi fatto niente, che non è colpa sua se l'ho invitata come admin. Dietro mie insistenze, mi accusa di avere un carattere violento (😅😂😂😂😋) insinua che sono un fake e blocca la conversazione, perché non vuole più avere a che fare con me. 😲🥲🤣
Oggi, vengo a sapere che The Potion Master's Guild è diventato un gruppo privato.
Non che ci fosse molto da piratare: talvolta abbiamo uno Snape irriconoscibile, come quello del gatto, che sembra un cartone giapponese Yaoi (incentrato sulle coppie ragazzo/ragazzo).
E Snape che fa la corte a Sailor Moon non ha proprio senso... ma lei non stava con Marzio?...🤔
Morale della favola: se avete voglia di scrivere recensioni negative, rallentare le attività del gruppo The Potion Master, boicottare i rapporti personali tra admin e così via, non mi metterò a piangere. Purché rientri nei limiti dell'etica, del buon senso e della legalità. Per esempio, è inaccettabile mandare al diavolo o addirittura insultare con termini omofobi.
Se Sarah ritiene che io abbia un carattere "violento", mi dispiacerebbe deluderla, povera ragazza... 🥲
Intanto, le mie discussioni su Tiktok contro eventuali atti di bullismo hanno indotto il responsabile a cancellare il proprio account, assieme a tutti gli altri video. E Tiktok mi ha ripristinato un video che aveva rimosso, facendomi le scuse.
Nel mio gruppo (Young Snape) sono tutti benvenuti, perché tutti siamo diversi e abbiamo diritto alle nostre opinioni; chi alimenta le divisioni non è ben visto. Con il dialogo si risolve ogni cosa. 💚❤️💛🖤