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Another present project! Creating sims like her was never my cup of tea, but I kind of I enjoy that. Hope you like it :)

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I kind of like that. Coming soon!

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sgzoxhwjzugd these are the cutest things I created. leon would be so hot as daddy i can’t😭😭

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LEON KENNEDY AS YOUR BF!⠀

🗯. FEATURING: bf!leon x gn!reader SYNOPSIS: leon as a bf headcanons, fluff & a little hurt/comfort WORD COUNT: 1.2k STICKY NOTE: literally rambling about him in my notes app, i had to do something with them 😭

SUCH A SWEETHEART. he always treats you like stained glass, though not in a way that suggests you’re fragile or easily broken, but in the way that says you’re far too precious for him to ever let go of.

watching for your safety whether you are known for your clumsiness or not, his hands always ready to grab you.

whether this means walking on the outer side of the sidewalk or hovering over you when you walk down the stairs, your safety is his priority.

whenever he spots you bending down to pick something up, he’d cover the sharp edges of counters and tables with the palm of his hand. he’d play it off so smoothly too, casually shoving his hand back into the pocket of his pants, eyes shifting to the surrounding space.

he can’t bear to see you hurt or in pain, so he’ll do his best for that not to happen.

A MAN OF ACTION. he’s a little more private about his emotions. often times, he can’t think of the right words to voice his love for you, so he expresses himself through small gestures.

would give you these little unexpected, yet welcoming, shoulder massages; he acknowledges all of your hard work, and simply wants for you to relax after a tough day.

makes you a warm drink if you’re staying up late; does it the exact way you like it, with all the little minute details.

always ties the laces of your shoes, for fear that you may fall. tells you that “it’s alright” and gently stops you from protesting further; gets down on a knee, and ties the shoelaces as tightly as possible, not wanting them to come undone all of a sudden. (he asks for a kiss as a payment jokingly with a cheesy grin, but gets a little surprised when you actually repay him)

regularly picks up your favourite snacks on the way home, to the point where the cashier at the convenience store recognises the usual.

LOVES CUDDLING. a lot. yes, he likes his space, and he is definitely not the most touchy person, but he gets past it for you– especially if you are a touchy person. he thinks you’re so cute when you get excited to see him, running over and wrapping your arms around his neck when he walks into your apartment, pulling him so you can press sweet, little kisses all over his face.

“missed me?” he asks, hesitating only a little bit before placing his hands on your waist, grinning down at you. his ego swells so much when you nod against his chest, mumbling a soft affirmation, before taking his hand and leading him over to the couch, pushing him down and climbing into his lap, resting your head on his shoulder. and he just gives you this impossibly soft smile, running his hands up and down your back.

it’s such a big comfort for him to be able to feel you in his arms. he likes to have you lay on top of him, his arms wrapped around your back, hugging you close to him. the weight of your body on top of him is comforting to him, knowing you’re there with him, that he can take care of you and keep you safe.

“you tired?” he brings a hand up to move stray strands of hair out of your face, grinning softly at how adorable you looked when you were trying to stay awake. “you can go to sleep, y’know. ‘m not going anywhere.”

LOVES YOU IN HIS VERY OWN WAY. it’s in the silence. the thin atmosphere surrounding your bodies as you exist in the same space and time. the words themselves don’t come naturally to him; they feel too vague, too weak compared to the vice grip of love wrapped around his heart, at home in his chest. but still it is so, so obvious. his smile is brighter, his eyes sparkle and shine at the mere thought of you. the words may rarely make it to his lips, but you can see them constantly in his eyes. 

his love is also a little teasing. it’s the subtext in every horrendous joke, in every comment, in every sly compliment he directs your way with a small smile quirking up in the corners of his lips.

on the surface, he is calm and collected—a statue carved from gleaming marble and gold. but underneath, his perfect skin lies a whirlpool of emotions. a whirlpool of love and affection so turbulent and expansive that he’s not sure what to do with it.

so he continues his teasing, continues the light touches and the looks cast out of the side of his eye as you’re concentrating. continues surprising you with small, seemingly uncharacteristic bursts of affection. continues to enjoy watching you squirm under his gaze until the day comes that he knows the exact words to say to express his feelings. the exact words to say to make you feel his love.

YOUR BIGGEST SUPPORTER. sure, he loves teasing you. but his demeanor changes the second he hears you sniffle. he would put you before anything, even himself, you’re his everything. seeing you cry is like watching the entire world shatter and fall apart. he’s happy when you’re happy, he’s smiling when you’re smiling, and his heart aches when yours aches.

when he sees your figure shake lightly as you hiccup and quickly wipe your tears, he’s instantly by your side, rushing to cup your face in his hands. you look into his eyes and you notice the way his pupils slightly quiver at the sight of you. and you want to tell him you’re going to be fine, that you’re alright; but before you can manage to muster up a sentence he leans even closer towards you, inspecting your tearstained cheeks with a slight frown on his face.

and the words you had chosen to say to him disappear before they’re even said and your breath hitches at how close he is. you can’t stand looking him in the eye, because you know that if you don’t look away you won’t be able to stop the tears that are welling up. so you break your eyes away from his, the feeling of the pads of his warm fingers brushing over the dried tears on your eyelids bringing you comfort. you feel him whisper your name against your lips and you instinctively glance into his eyes.

as expected, at the sight of his eyes full of love and adoration, you sob and let the tears escape as they roll down your cheeks once more– the feeling of sadness, frustration but also pure love towards him all mix in one overwhelming urge to just let it all out.

Leon shushes you, his warm lips meeting your tears as they cascade down your features and onto your shirt. and he kisses them away, one by one. his hands remain cupping your cheeks, the feeling of him pecking away the very last tear making you feel safer than you have ever felt.

of course, later he will complain about how your tears were super salty, but for now he’ll hold you in his warm embrace and reassure you that he doesn’t mind if you stick your tearstained face to his chest, because he always liked his shirts soggy.

© kennedyswhore 2023. please do not copy, repost or translate any of my work, that’s not really cool.

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FAMILY LIFE WITH LEON KENNEDY!⠀

🗯. FEATURING: girl dad!leon x afab!reader SYNOPSIS: headcanons of leon experiencing fatherhood (bc capcom won’t let him) WORD COUNT: 2.7k STICKY NOTE: he holds my heart and has me wrapped around his finger!!!

WHEN LEON FIRST HEARS YOU ASK HIM TO START A FAMILY WITH YOU, the two of you sit quietly at the dinner table, his face faintly flushed a warm shade of red. He hesitates only for a moment, tapping his silverware idly against the table. You stare up at him expectantly, and with a deep breath, then a trip and stumble over his own words, he replies, I— I’d... Yeah. I’d consider it, yes, definitely. I would love to.

Honestly, he’s already considered the idea numerous times, he just never assumed it would actually end up coming to fruition. From the day he married you, and from the moment you took his last name, he thought he’d love to settle down with you, to raise a family and grow old alongside you. But, he assumed it was just wishful thinking, just a pleasant dream to fantasize from time to time— how would someone like him ever be lucky enough to live that kind of life?

Well, it seems like he is that lucky, and when it comes to raising a family with the person who makes him feel genuinely alive, with you, he couldn’t be any happier.

LEON WOULD BE LYING IF HE TRIED TO SAY HE WASN’T NERVOUS. Actually, he tries his damn hardest to make you believe that he isn’t, but you can see through him better than he thinks you can. In reality, he’s terrified. He has no idea how he’s supposed to raise a child, hell, he was hardly raised himself. What if he screws this up? What if he was never cut out for this, to be a father? Will his children meet the same fate? Will he have them one second and lose them the next? How will he be a pillar of strength? How can he tell them it’s okay to live as long as it’s not them who’s dead? How can he help them grieve when he’s always grieving himself?

Thankfully, you’re there to reassure him, to let him know that you’re a team. The both of you can do this, together, and even if you mess up, everything will work out in the end. You know it will. And when he knows that you’re there to help him, Leon feels a whole lot better. 

He spends his free time reading parenting books to make sure he’s prepared. He checked out every single one he could get his hands on at the library. During your late night conversations, he tells you some of the useful things he learned from them, too. You’re not sure if they’re all that necessary, but you can’t help but admire his enthusiasm. 

HE WORKS ON HIS DRINKING HABITS. Throughout his life, Leon has known only one way to cope— and honestly, it’s not like he’s proud of what he’s doing. He’s just trying to escape from the pain of the gnawing thoughts by drinking himself into oblivion. But this was the final push he needed to never drown his thoughts in alcohol again.

WHEN IT COMES TIME, HE HELPS YOU DECORATE YOUR SPARE BEDROOM TO PERFECTION. You paint the walls together, Leon reaching up to get the spots you can’t reach. You smear some paint on this focused face when he isn’t paying attention. The both of you get distracted, until your faces, hands, and clothes end up covered in more paint than what you were able to get on the walls. Leon tugs you in by the waist, placing a deep, tender kiss on your lips, before softly whispering, I’m so excited, sweetheart. We’re gonna make the best parents, I know it.  

You and Leon pick out everything you need— a crib, blankets, stuffed animals, pacifiers. In the time since you’ve been married, you’ve become familiar with his real side, how his humoristic act is just a mask to keep himself sane (if you think you’re free from horrendous jokes, no. He specifically keeps the dumbest ones for you). Nowhere else is it displayed more than here, when he helps you choose the absolute cutest items. Hey, which do you think they’ll like more, the duckie or the kitty? 

He spends hours putting together the crib, powering through the complicated set of instructions. He’s so proud when he shows you how he finally managed to put it together, and when you fling your arms around him and tell him, It looks perfect, I love you, he’s certain the struggle was worth it.  

He also spends hours baby-proofing the entire house, to a degree so meticulous that you can’t help but giggle. He hunts down every single outlet in the house and gives it a safety cover, puts locks on each doorknob (even the cabinets), and he tests all the furniture in the house to make sure nothing will fall. You find his carefulness to be sweet, but after he’s spent hours rearranging and stressing, you wrap your arms around his shoulders and place a quick kiss on his cheek, whispering, It’s alright to take a break for now. 

AND WHEN THE DAY FINALLY COMES, when the two of you finally bring your baby home, Leon is sure he hasn’t cried more than this in his entire life. His eyes are red and puffy, his cheeks tear-stained— he sticks to you like a lost little puppy, adamantly refusing to leave you or his daughter’s side, not even for a single second. 

He’s so damn happy, he can’t even believe this is happening. Leon stares at your daughter like she holds the world in her itty bitty hands, like if he stops looking for even a moment, he’ll wake up to discover this was all just a dream. Just one of his many fantasies that he replays in his head as he falls asleep holding you close. But, no, it’s real, and it won’t change, no matter how much he worries that it will. When Leon remembers this, he feels a huge wave of solace, and a steady, love-sick ache settled in his heart.  

You haven’t stopped holding your baby since you’ve left, so when you’re finally home and able to lower her into his crib, Leon is immediately wrapping his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug. His tears soak your shoulder, his hands ball up your shirt, his little sniffles and sobs muffled as he buries his face into the crook of your neck. I’m so happy for us. Leon pulls apart from you then, and his hand trembles when he brings it to your cheek. Think this is the best day of my life. 

THINGS ARE A LITTLE ROUGH AT FIRST, as the two of you struggle to get a handle on things. Truth is, despite the numerous parenting books and hours spent preparing, neither of you have any idea what you’re doing. For the first week, Leon thinks he got a full four hours of sleep in total, or no, maybe three hours? He was so exhausted he could hardly remember. But he tells himsef that it’s okay, it’s alright— he is awfully familiar with sleepless nights, this is far better compared to those nights of horrifying nightmares.

The baby won’t eat, then she won’t sleep, then she cries and cries and neither of you have a clue why— Leon begins to think maybe he really isn’t cut out for this. When the two of you lay in bed, the baby finally quieting for what feels like the first time in ages, he holds you close to himself. His voice is shaky and weak when he tells you how he’s worried, how he’s so scared because he has no idea what to do, and no-one to tell him. Do you think I’m doing something wrong? I really… I really don’t wanna mess this up. Sorry.

He feels the stress melt from his shoulders when you rub his back with your palms, muttering sweet words of reassurance into his ear. Just the sound of your voice, the way you promise him that you’ll be here with him every step of the way, I know the two of us can do this, Leon, it’ll be okay— He didn’t realize how tired he was until now, so it isn’t long before your peaceful words lull him to sleep.  

AS THINGS GO ON, EVERYTHING GETS EASIER AND EASIER. Leon starts to get the hang of it, becoming more and more comfortable, learning techniques for every situation. He’s figured out how to handle things on his own, so you can head to work while he stays home. You were a little nervous for him at first, but when you came home from work to see him sleeping peacefully with the baby in his arms, you felt all of your worries wash away. 

There was one time, though, not too long after you took your baby home, where she happened to fall ill. The doctors told you it was nothing to worry about, that this is rather normal, and she should get better soon— but that didn’t stop Leon from worrying his head off, nor from sleeping beside the crib every single night. 

Your heart feels warm to see your husband fretting so much over your baby girl, but all of his worrying built up a bit of a bad habit. Your child started requiring that Leon sleep beside her crib every night if she’s ever going to get any rest.

Leon keeps his hand stuck in between the bars, so your daughter can wrap her small hands around his thumb. Allowing her to fall asleep like this seems to be the only way to get her to sleep soundly all night, so Leon props up a chair and makes himself comfortable. You can’t remember how many times you came into the spare bedroom and wrapped a blanket around your sleeping husband’s shoulders before your daughter was finally able to break the habit. 

THE TWO OF YOU DEBATED PROFUSELY OVER WHAT YOUR KID’S FIRST WORDS WOULD END UP BEING, until one day, when you come home from work— Leon doesn’t even give you a chance to kick off your shoes, swiftly grabbing your hand and leading you into the hallway. He drags you to the spare bedroom, and with a warm grin tugging at his cheeks, he says, Look, baby. Look at what I taught her to do.  

Leon goes on to show you how he taught her to say his name— she reaches up, gesturing grabby hands at her dad before babbling his name incoherently, Liun, until Leon finally picks her up. You give your husband a playful shove, pretending to be annoyed that it was his name your daughter ended up saying first— but honestly, the way she says it is so cute that you don’t have the heart to be at all disappointed.

Although… Leon’s teachings did end up causing one repercussion. Now, she thinks Liun is synonymous with getting what she wants, so she tends to say it whenever and where-ever. Even when Leon isn’t present, she’s gurgling his name, saying it when you give her favorite toy, or crying it when she wants you to hold her. It’s a little endearing, sure, but it takes longer than you expected for her to finally learn your name.

Her particular sort of endearment with her father is probably because Leon tends to spoil her to high heaven, buying her anything and everything she could ever want, making her whatever her little heart desires for dinner, and taking her to wherever she says she wants to go. You don’t even know what excursions they’re taking at this point, you just come home from work to Leon and her playing with manta ray stuffed animals, and he has to explain, Oh, we went to the aquarium today. I think rays are her favorite animal now, she seems to really like them.

LEON HAS NO PROBLEM TAKING CARE OF HIS DAUGHTER BY HIMSELF IF YOU’VE HAD A LONG DAY AND NEED TO RELAX. He greets you with a kiss at the door, gently pulling your coat from your arms, massaging the tension from your shoulders beneath his hands. Long day? I know, I ran you a hot bath, it should be ready in a few minutes. I’ll take care of making dinner tonight, you just relax. 

Although Leon is prepared for every situation, he’s a worrier at heart, so he still tends to stress about anything related to your daughter— Is she gonna be okay to sleepover at her friend’s house? I told her to call me if she needs me and I’ll come pick her up right away. She has my number, she won’t forget it, right?— You frequently have to remind Leon that it’s okay, she is capable of handling herself, so there’s no need for him to fret so much. Just relax.  

WHEN YOU AND LEON REALIZE YOU HAVEN’T BEEN ABLE TO GET MUCH TIME ALONE, you’ll hire a babysitter, so that the two of you can go out and spend a nice date night together. And if your daughter ever happens to go to a friend’s house, you can bet that you and Leon are going to make good use of the time you’re able to spend home alone (well, if the two of you end up spending all that time just napping or doing chores, that’s fine, too). 

AT FIRST, LEON IS EXTRA WORRIED WHEN IT COMES TIME FOR HIS DAUGHTER’S FIRST TIME AT SCHOOL— but when she comes home with a huge smile on her face, excited to tell you and her father about all the fun she had, he seems to loosen up rather quickly. 

He makes packed lunches for her everyday, and puts her backpack on her shoulders before she walks out the door. When she comes home, Leon is seated beside her at the dinner table, helping her with her homework. Your daughter is always telling you about how her classmates are all jealous of her fancy lunches, how she always brags to them about how amazing of a dad Leon is. You laugh, ruffling her hair, before leaning down to say, You better make sure you tell your dad that, baby.

Leon thinks he’s always gonna love when his daughter calls him dad— he never imagined he’d get the opportunity to be a father, and to such an amazing daughter, at that. You and him are the most doting parents, bragging about how much you love her to the point where other people might even find it annoying. Leon hardly cares, he feels so happy and unbelievably lucky, and he wants anyone and everyone to know it.  

Whenever your kid brings home an art project from school, or a worksheet she did, Leon saves it. He saves literally everything to the point where your attic is overflowing from every sketch and every project your daughter has ever completed. And when she draws a messy stick figure drawing of you, her dad, and her, Leon keeps it stuck to the fridge forever.

NO MATTER HOW MUCH IT MAKES HIS HEART ACHE, MISSING SCHOOL EVENTS IS INEVITABLE. Even though he genuinely wants to be there, he occasionally has to skip important school days due to work commitments. Whether it’s a parent-teacher meeting, a school play, or a sports day— his job would take precedence, causing him to miss out on precious moments in his little princess’ life.

The weight of regret he carries is beyond measure, especially when he imagines her searching the crowd for his face and not finding it. The feeling of letting his child down gnaws at him, eroding his confidence as a parent. He knows some of them were memories he couldn’t get back, and he also knows that being sent to missions after missions isn’t really his fault— but still, the guilt is always fresh.

LEON TAKES HOLIDAYS EXTREMELY SERIOUSLY, always trying to make sure each one is the best it can be, especially because he never got the chance to experience his own and he certainly doesn’t want his baby girl to go through the same thing. He bakes homemade cakes for every birthday, decorating the top with frosting and numbered candles. He stays up until 2am wrapping presents from ‘Santa’, but getting to eat the cookies you baked as a family the night before, and seeing the excited look on his daughter’s face when she comes to the present-filled living room on Christmas morning makes it all worth it.  

YOU AND LEON SHARE A SMILE AS HE LOOKS BACK— family, it’s what you’ve both built here. It was slow at first, and sometimes it wasn’t easy. At one point, it was just the two of you, just you and Leon, and that was okay. You didn’t think you would ever be capable of letting it be more— but it’s nice when it grows, you think. Maybe one day, you can dare to hope to grow it some more. 

Leon feels fortune to call you his family, and even if he worries sometimes, or even if he struggles, he’s certain this life is how everything was meant to be. Everything flies by so fast, until days turn into months turn into years, and every day, he still thinks he’s going to wake up from some sort of dream. Well, if this is a dream, it’s certainly the best one he’s ever had, and he hopes from the bottom of his heart to never awake from it.

It’s nice, Leon thinks, it’s nice to have something worth smiling for.

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*the group is gathered in the living room for a meeting* MC: *walks in and sits on Jake's lap* Groupchat: … Dan: Why are you sitting there? MC: There’s no free seats! Dan: But we made sure there was enough room for- Jake: *hugs MC tightly* There are no free seats.

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10 Facts you NEED to know about the #CancelPercy allegations.

So, OBVIOUS trigger warning since this is a really sensitive topic, we’re talking about rape and sa allegations. Since the accusations against Percy came out, people have been calling for Percy to be jailed and even killed. Those reactions are somewhat understandable, as rape and SA are highly emotionally charged topics, and when you get highly emotional, logic and reason tend to fly out the window. There’s also the fact that people don’t want to ever risk not believing a victim. However, it’s been a few days and information has come out about both the accusations and the accusers. I think we really need to stop and just THINK logically about certain things.

Here are some important facts that I feel are being ignored by the Wednesday fandom:

1. None of the 3 main girls running the #CancelPercy hashtag (Aries, Kay, and Desiree) have actually accused Percy of raping them. This is important to remember because people are saying that these girls are speaking up against their rapist and saying “Percy is a rapist.” But that’s not what they accused him of. The 3 main girls running #cancelpercy hashtag have accused him of sexually harassment, groping, being mean to them, and of guilt-by-association for having been friends with an abuser.

UPDATE: Kay as now come out and said that she is NOT a victim, but she has friends who are.

One of the girls, Desiree, accuses Percy of “LETTING” her get raped. I’m really not sure how “letting” someone get raped is a legitimate charge against him, unless he was just standing right there when it happened. But onto the next point:

2. Aries actually contradicted herself on what she says Percy did to her. In LESS than 24 hours it had changed from “he groped/assaulted me” to “he said VIAL (vile) things to me” and it was just her FRIENDS he did physical stuff to.

3. TWO of the girls who accused Percy of defending and protecting an abuser, have been called out and ADMITTED to defending and protecting an abuser themselves. Desiree, the girl who accused Percy of siding with rapists, admitted after being called out that she had defended and protected an abuser. In fact, she didn’t just defend an abuser, she actively BULLIED his victims and made their lives hell. Kay also got called out and admitted to defending + protecting an abuser but excuses herself because she is a “victim.” THESE are the people who are currently claiming the moral high ground and claiming to advocate for victims. I find it hypocritical that these girls are excusing themselves because they were “manipulated” but they make Percy out to be then villain because he wanted to “hear it from both sides.” Also, guess who still follows a known rapist/abuser on Instagram? It’s NOT Percy but Kay the victim advocate herself. Update 23/01/23: It was NOT Kay but their close friend Karis who still followed Brycen the rapist. I mistakenly thought Kay and Karis were the same person because they have similar names + same personality. Karis has also been working very hard to cancel Percy and only JUST NOW unfollowed Brycen the rapist after being called out.

4. Aries said that she NEVER sent anyone violent threats but was caught on Instagram doing exactly that.

5. Spreading around nude photos of someone online without their consent IS A CRIME. So there are these nude photos of Percy going viral which I am not going to post here because I think it’s fucking disgusting to spread what basically amounts to REVENGE PORN of someone. Sharing intimate images of someone without their consent is a serious CRIME in Canada and every other developed country in the world and it has serious legal repercussions including FINES and JAIL TIME. Now it’s said that he sent those photos to minors as an adult. We don’t really have proof of that other than someone SAYING it was sent to a gc full of minors. Percy’s age at the time has been contested, but no matter what age he was it is NOT ok to leak nudes of someone. You also have to question the motives of someone who BRAGS about spreading nudes of someone. And also using the R slur, because they are such good people!

UPDATE 23/01/23: EVEN MORE nude photos from when Percy was a teenager have been leaked. People are victim-blaming Percy and using his nude photos as proof that he is a rapist. Interestingly enough, one of Percy’s main accusers, Aries, also has nude photos from when she was a teenager that I KNOW she would not want leaked. But she laughs when it happens to Percy. Fucking hypocrite.

6. This is all fun and games for them.

At this point it’s already been established that the main girls behind the #cancelpercy hashtag are guilty of bullying and silencing SA victims, of sending violent threats to people, of using the R slur in 2023, and of happily spreading around revenge porn. It is therefore not a stretch to think that they might take JOY in taking down another person, especially a person they may be jealous of. Those who defend Percy’s accusers claim that they have absolutely NOTHING to gain from making these accusations. I disagree. They are gaining clout and followers from this. Aries and Kay have also made it clear that this is all big FUN for them as they spread around his nudes and demand memes of him in jail. If I was a lawyer looking at how these girls are behaving on social media, it would NOT be looking good for them at all.

7. Aries said she couldn’t watch Wednesday because of Percy being in it. However she tweeted about watching the show when it first released, and her main complaint about the show had absolutely NOTHING to do with Percy.

8. MANY inconsistencies and flat-out falsehoods in the allegations have been pointed out in this Twitter thread.

9. Not every sexual misconduct allegation against a famous person turns out to be true.

This may sound cold and blunt but it’s literally a fact. Percy isn’t the first celeb to get accused of shit and he’s not going to be the last. Here’s a list of celebrities who have been falsely accused of being sex pests in recent years. Melanie Martinez should also be on this list. I remember a few years ago when everyone cancelled Melanie Martinez because of rape allegations made by her former friend, her fans made videos of themselves burning her merch, and then it turned out to be bullshit.

It’s really unfortunate, but we live in a world of clout chasing and cancel culture. That’s why it’s good sometimes to be skeptical towards allegations made online. I’m not saying you should automatically disbelieve people who accuse celebrities, but rather, take it with a grain of salt. Wait for more information to come out before you pull out your pitchforks. Use your brain.

10. The EVIDENCE against Percy is SKETCHY AS FUCK.

Like I’m sorry, but it is. In fact calling it “evidence” is being generous because the evidence is basically non-existent.

First of all most of the “proof” is literally just allegations made with text messages (which, I will point out, are easy to fake to begin with, there are tutorials all over tik tok and YouTube about how to create fake messages.)

For example they are claiming that Percy raped a 14-year-old girl which is obviously a SERIOUS goddamn crime and their so-called “PROOF” is these text messages that could have been written by literally ANYONE, saying “we fucked.” That’s it. That is not PROOF, that is a story told by an anonymous, faceless rando.

Percy’s silence is also NOT proof of guilt. Literally any good LAWYER would tell him to be quiet in a case like this, as anything you say could be used against you in the case. They also are most likely gathering the evidence and letting the girls keep talking so they can discredit themselves even more. Also, if Percy DID make a statement, the same people would also use THAT as evidence that he’s guilty as well, because they’d accuse him of trying to do damage control. I really believe Percy is in a damned if you do, damned if you don’t situation.

People have also been really weird about their “proof” as well, like, claiming they’re too scared to share all the proof but also begging people to spread it around. Also, people have manipulated pictures to make it look like Percy has held this girl on his lap against her will. Just really weird, stupid stuff.

It’s also a reliable constant that Aries and Kay have soooo many allegations but never any evidence.

I’ve seen people use this as proof of a rape confession and I’m like… NO THE FUCK IT ISN’T??? First of all if this message is even real… You can’t even see the whole context of the conversation here but it sounds like it could be about cheating rather than rape. We already know Kay is untrustworthy because she continues to follow a rapist (Brycen) on Instagram and has a history of defending him. So I’m definitely not gonna take her word for it.

Also, receipts of Percy being problematic are NOT proof of him being a rapist.

You would think this was self-evident but apparently it’s not. Ok first of all, I DO NOT CARE if you want to hate this man because of a problematic tik tok from 3 years ago or whatever. That is YOUR prerogative. I’m not trying to make anyone like him. My focus is on the sex crime allegations. I just think it’s both unfair and immoral to label someone as a rapist and go in a witch hunt with no real evidence. I’ve seen people say that it doesn’t matter if the allegations against Percy are false bc they still hate him for being problematic. But it DOES matter?? Contrary to popular opinion on the internet, innocent until proven guilty DOES still matter and it’s the reason we don’t live in a tyranny, getting our hands chopped off for crimes we didn’t commit. I am not saying this because I’m a “simp” for Percy (as someone else has called me) nor do I want to have sex with him. I made this post because I care about the truth and I care about justice. I am also against online cancel mobs that care more about going on a witch hunt than looking at the actual facts.

23/01/23 UPDATE: I made a post addressing the nazi allegations against Percy because those are SERIOUS accusations which once again have no proof.

24/01/23 UPDATE: Since I made this post, more accusations have been lobbed against Percy regarding his instagram likes and text messages he allegedly sent. You can read my thoughts on those accusations at the links.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, and please share if you can. 🙏🏻 Hell, even if you want to reblog this post just to hate on me, you are at least helping it spread and I appreciate that.

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some imagined tweets of xavier as your bf and rest of our favorites part 2

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some imagined tweets of xavier as your bf and rest of our favorites

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One thing which never ever won’t change in Xavier is his aversion to Tyler AND I’M SURE ABOUT THAT.

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IF XAVIER THORPE WAS YOUR BOYFRIEND

HIS INSTAGRAM

YOUR NOTIFICATIONS

INSTA STORIES

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part two of a look into xaviers phone ? i loved it sm

— A LOOK INTO XAVIERS PHONE PT 2

a/n : xavier is my heart and i love this boy sm so you bet i was excited for this😭also let me know if i should do anything different w the format of these posts! as always a requests are open loves

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𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒/𝐎 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐓

REQUEST Hi hi happy new year!! I love your rowan fic (can't wait for part three) and I was wondering if you could do hc's for Wednesday characters (Wednesday, Enid, Xavier, Rowan, Tyler) seeing their SOs in a suit (preferably a female reader please)? thanks! — anon

AUTHOR'S NOTE: AHHHHH MY FIRST REQUEST!! Hi hi happy new year I love this prompt! I'm getting maaaaaajor Kate Bishop vibes here...this is so exciting. I kind of ended up doing the suit hc + how they would act when taking you to the Rave'N, so I hope you like that bit as well :) Happy new year! I hope you enjoy it!

PAIRING: fem!reader x wednesday characters WARNINGS: two little suggestive comments, but other than that it's just fluff!

✰ 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒

We all know that Wednesday is not one to show enthusiasm...or any emotions. About anything. Ever.

But when you appear in the doorway in a suit, she almost almost cracks a smile.

She recovers quickly, of course, and gives you a brisk "You look nice."

I'm just going to assume you're wearing a suit to some sort of formal event — maybe even the Rave'N

Regardless of where you're going, Wednesday sticks by your side the entire night, glaring at everyone who looks at you.

Basically she's giving everyone the silent "She's mine."

And if anyone comes up to you to flirt? Oooo boy she is threatening them with everything she has.

And after the potential flirters walk away, terrified, and you give her a surprised look, she just stares back at you like she's done absolutely nothing wrong (which, in her mind, she hasn't.)

"Wednesday, what was that?"

"A reasonable reaction to people hitting on my date. Why do you ask?"

And you can only roll your eyes at her, blushing like mad as you wrap an arm around her. "No reason."

✰ 𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐑

Now Enid is the exact opposite of Wednesday when it comes to this. When you pop up, girlie squeals.

As in, loud enough to make everyone cringe and cover their ears

Once again, in the opposite fashion of Wednesday, Enid takes every opportunity to show you off to everyone, so much so that you end up a little embarrassed.

"Everyone, look look look! Look at how good Y/n looks!"

"Enid."

"What? Can't I tell everyone how good my girlfriend looks?"

While not socializing, she is dragging you onto the dance floor just so that she can admire you from every angle

And every five minutes she reiterates the sentiment

"Ugh, Y/n, you look so good!"

"I know! You told me five minutes ago! And five minutes before that! And five minutes before that!"

Poor girl is sooooo down bad.

✰ 𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐏𝐄

I feel like he'd get so thrown off by you in a suit that it'd be easy to mistake it for him not liking it.

Like, he's just so baffled that he can't properly articulate his feelings towards it.

"Y/n...you...um..."

Your heart starts to sink a little, but you cover it up with a small grin.

"That bad, huh?"

Needless to say, that gets his lips moving.

"No!" he shouts, a little too loud. "No, no of course not. You just...you look incredible."

He just genuinely forgets how to get across how drop dead gorgeous he thinks you look

And he feels sooooo much pride when you guys walk in together

He's not going to show you off verbally, but with you on his arm, he's exuding "Yeah, that's right, look at my badass sexy girlfriend."

And towards the end of the dance, you'll ask him if he's ready to go

"Ready to leave?"

"Yeah," he says, then leans in to whisper in your ear, "I really want to see what that suit looks like on the floor."

I think you know what comes after that...

✰ 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖

Oh my God...this boy forgets how to speak.

The second you appear in the doorway wearing the suit, he's a stuttering mess.

He's gonna need his inhaler if he wants to get a few words out

Once he gathers himself, he'll finally tell you how amazing you look

God he feels so cool arriving at the dance with you on his arm

He's just like me...he thinks women in suits are hot.

Literally cannot take his eyes off of you the entire night

He's not much of a dancer, but if you are, he'll probably suffer for a few minutes or so. Just for you.

Plus, it's just another opportunity for him to look at you up close, which is a total win for him.

Also, he is very touchy just in general, but I imagine especially so at this dance.

When you're off to the sides, he'll keep an arm wrapped around your waist or a hand locked in yours.

If you're sitting, he'll keep a gentle hand on your knee

And when you're dancing? He will be holding your hands, waist, anything.

He just likes the feeling of security and knowing that you're there with him and you're not going anywhere.

He'll probably even pull you out of the dance a little early, just so you guys can get back to his dorm before Xavier gets there

✰ 𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐈𝐍

I may not know much, but I know that this man is going to get you blushing in 0.000275 seconds.

He'll momentarily be awestruck by you, but of course he'll recover pretty quickly from the shock. Then, he'll say something that'll get you all hot and bothered

"If I had known you were going to pull off a suit better than me I would've brought sweatpants."

Idk what it is about that slightly awkward, slight confident vibe he has going on, but it works

He knows how to make a gal smile, that's all I'm saying.

He'll be a proper gentleman the whole night, but he's expertly hiding how freaking good you look in that goddamn suit.

He'll probably even make some kind of "twinsies" joke...because, you know...you're both in a suit. Please laugh he'd be so embarrassed if you didn't.

You guys would be on the dance floor ALL NIGHT

You'd be tearing that shit UP don't lie

And it is so much easier to maneuver in a suit over a dress, so you best believe you guys are doing allllllll the dancey dances

The only reason you stop is when one of you is about to collapse and you need to go slam some punch for stamina.

And at the end of the night, he would pull you close just to tell you once more how absolutely amazing you look, just to see the cute lil blush that follows <3

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~DUSKWOOD~WHAT IF (i'm a little sad,so this is a sad what if)

---What if,at the end of the adventure,WE went to rescue Hannah,not Jake?---

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Jake is on the phone with Alan in a video call, when suddenly he sees Hannah throw herself into the policeman's arms shouting Richy's name. At that moment Jake understands.

Send a message to MC immediately

Jake: MC pick up the phone now! It's Ricky! It's always been Richy!

But no answer,so in a desperate attempt to do something he calls back Alan.

Jake: You have to do something,please bring her back alive to us...to me

Alan: I don't know how to tell you this,but the entire place exploded...there is fire everywhere. I can't go inside right now,we have to wait for the firefighter...i'm sorry.

Jake: No,please! She didn't text me back,there must be something you could do!

Alan: ...i'm sorry,i'm really sorry but if i go in there i'll die with her. You know MC better than me,she wouldn't want this...

Jake watched the phone as Alan framed the burning entrance to the main gallery for him. Warm tears rolled down Jake's cheeks.

He closes the call and went back to their chat to write to her.

Jake: ...i know you're still in there...please,give me any sign that you're still alive. Without i can't convince Alan to go in there to save you...

No response

Jake: I can't lose you like this. I had to be the one trapped in there, not you. This is all my fault...i put you in danger. I ran away from the Government and instead of staying close to Duskwood,i have strayed too far.

Still no response

Jake: I never showed you my face. You never saw my smile or heard my laugh. You have never seen me angry or tired or disappointed.

He waited a bit for an answer

Jake: You don't know that when I speak I gesticulate with my hands or that when I am nervous I walk inside my shelter. You don't know that I dream of you at night and that I see your face, your eyes and look at your hair blowing in the wind.

Another little pause

Jake: ...and...you don't know that for fear of never seeing you again I hacked your phone's camera and took a picture of you...you don't know that I saw you and fell in love with you even more.

Sobbing at his own words he closed his eyes. After a couple of minutes his phone rang.

*MC incoming call*

He answered and immediately tryed to triangulate her position with his pc. She was coughing and breathing hardly.

Jake: Hey! I'm here! Listen to my voice okay? I'm going to send a message to Alan and-

MC: ...d-don't...

Jake: What do you mean?

MC: ...i-i saw Richy...he was the MWAF.

Jake was silent,listening to her voice for the first time.

MC: ...he...he didn't hurt me. He said to m-me to run...that he wanted this to be over. He tryed to kill himself,setting this place on fire...

Jake: ...but...you didn't run away...right?

MC: ...y-you know m-me well...even if he's a m-murder,he's still my friend...couldn't let him die...

Jake: ...

MC: W-we run...b-but the floor collapsed under our feet...i-i think...i think he's...

She started to cry,sobbing and he couldn't do anything better than cry silently. Then with his computer he sends a text to Alan that she was still alive but trapped.

Jake: Everything will be okay MC-

MC: The smoke is making me impossible to breathe...and the flames reached us down here...reached me. I don't have much time...

Jake: No don't say that! Helps are on the way,they will be there soon and-

MC: I wish i saw your face...and heard your laugh. I wish i felt the warmth of your hugs...i-i wish...oh,God...i wish I'd had the time to look into your eyes, stroke your hair and...and...

She coughed loudly and her breathing became faster and louder.

Jake: We'll have time for all of that,i promise...

MC: i'm...happy tho...i had t-the chance to know you a little...

Jake: no,please...MC

MC: ...the flames are so close...and the smoke...i can barely see Richy nex to me...

Jake puts a hand on his mouth to try and suffocate his sobbing.

MC: ...y-you...you still...remember that Chinese place?

Jake: ...sure...

MC: Book a table for two...don't be sad...I'll be there...e-even if...you won't...see...me

The connection began to shake and MC's words reached his ear distorted.

MC: ...i'll...be...there...pro...mise

The call went dead and Jake burst into tears in his makeshift shelter. After ten or maybe more minutes,Alan called him back saying that a big explosion had brought down the entrance and that the firefighter were no longer able to go inside.

Jake threw the phone at the nearest wall destroying it. Then in tears he looked at the PC and like a fury he destroyed it throwing it to the ground. With cries of anger and pain he grabbed the chair and threw it on the desk and kept hitting every single object in the room until he collapsed into a corner. With his legs to his chest and his hands over his face he continued to cry and shout the name of the love of his life. That day they managed to save Hannah, but Jake lost his heart.

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Mc : so, when do we leave to the mine?

Jake : No, I’m leaving. Me. By myself.

Mc : fabulous, I will get my stuff

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LA LA LA - I CAN’T HEAR YOU

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Everyone talks bout Jake's face reveal but i just want to hear his voice