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themetaphorgirl · 4 years

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note from Caitlin: This LOVELY drabble was written by the incredible @likefiction and when I say that it made me tear up. It’s so sweet.

This is much later down the road from the main fic! And I love it so much!!

here is the edited version, hopefully with less typos! your AU genuinely brings me a lot of comfort and joy, and I hope that comes across in this❤️️

“Your mobile’s ringing,” one of Alex’s roommates says, poking her head around the door. “You left it in the kitchen, and the name looks like it might be one of your supervisors or someone, so I thought I’d better let you know.”

Alex frowns- she’s pretty sure that none of her professors have her number- but she hits save on her laptop and wanders through to where her phone is sitting on the worktop, vibrating gently in time to a familiar theme tune. She can feel the smile on her face even before she picks it up and hits answer. “Doctor Reid,” she says, ignoring the roommate’s raised eyebrow. “I wasn’t expecting to hear from you today.”

“Hi, Alex,” Spencer’s voice says, small and awkward the way it always is at the start of a call. “I know we usually call on Saturdays, I just- are you busy? I can call back."

"I’m not busy,” Alex says. “Just thesis stuff. What’s up?”

“Nothing,” Spencer says, too quickly.

Alex holds off on rolling her eyes in front and heads back into her room, closing the door behind her. “Spencer,” she says, because the last time Spencer called her and said it was nothing, it was during her second year of undergrad and she’d spent half the call messaging other people, cross-referencing the reported symptoms from JJ and Penelope with James’s analysis until she was able to tell him with some confidence that if he had the flu, he should take some medicine, go to bed, and she’d stay on the phone until he was asleep.

“How’s your thesis going?" Spencer asks. "Are you at the cool bit yet?”

“Hey,” Alex says, enough mock-offence in her tone for him to catch the joke. “It’s all cool bits.”

“You know what I mean, though. The bit about the dialects."

"Not yet,” Alex says. “I’m still on the second chapter- I was just working on it now, actually. Do you want me to read you some of what I’ve got so far?” Spencer insists that he’s not planning on following her into linguistics, but that doesn’t stop him having a reasonably good grasp on her research. If it was anyone else, Alex would worry that she wasn’t being ambitious enough, no matter what her supervisor says; as it is, she just explains the bits he’s less familiar with as if she was talking to someone else in her cohort. However, she’s only written so much of her chapter, and before Spencer can stall further by talking her into the footnotes, she cuts him off. “Is something wrong?” she asks, straight out. “Because I can probably help, and if I can’t then one of the others might be able to. I know James is visiting home this weekend, he could drop in at the school-”

“Nothing’s wrong,” Spencer says. He hasn’t really improved at lying since he was ten years old. “I just… I wanted to tell you something."

"Okay,” Alex says. “Go ahead.” She isn’t sure what she’s expecting, but a long, hesitant pause isn’t quite it. “Spencer?”

“I-” Spencer starts, voice cracking, and she hears his breath hitch, rustling down the line a little too fast.

“Spencer?” Alex says again, pressing her phone a little closer to her ear. “Hey, hey, calm down. Whatever it is, we can deal with it, it doesn’t matter, it can’t be that bad-”

“It’s not bad," Spencer gasps. ”I don’t think it’s bad, Alex- I just- I think-“

"Hey,” Alex says, firm and gentle in a way she’s only ever been with Spencer. “Deep breaths, remember? One, two, three-” Spencer inhales, and again, the sound sharp and wet. The exhale is softer, until finally he whispers into the phone,

“There’s a boy.”

“Okay,” Alex says. “What sort of boy?”

“I’m tutoring him, for math. He’s new, and he’s uh, tall, and good at math, he just missed bits from the beginning of the course because he transferred in January-”

Alex relaxes, beginning to think she knows where this is going. “What’s his name?” she asks.

“Peter."

"Okay,” Alex says. “So, you-”

“I think I like him," Spencer says. ”Like, uh. You and James. Or not you and James, because obviously you and James have known each other for years and that’s an entirely different relationship, but I did some research-“

"Research?”

“I emailed Hotch and Derek and told them I needed their definitions of a crush for a project.”

Oh my god, Alex thinks, and tries very hard not to laugh, because Spencer still sounds like he’s on the verge of tears. “And what are your findings, Doctor Reid?”

“Uh, well, Derek said a bunch of stuff that wasn’t strictly relevant because it was entirely about girls, and Hotch asked if I had Lyme Disease, and when I said I didn’t he said it was probably a crush and I’d be fine, and Alex, I just-"

He breaks off, takes a deep breath. Alex waits.

”I think I may be attracted to guys,“ he says. "And maybe also girls. I haven’t reached a definite conclusion yet because I don’t think this is really something that can be reliably extrapolated from my current ratio of anecdotal evidence to personal experience, but- but as a preliminary- a- a preliminary-”

The sentence rushes and stumbles until it breaks apart into Spencer’s ragged little breaths; Alex can picture him hunching into himself, all scruffy hair and a blazer that’s not quite keeping up with this year’s sudden growth spurts. More than ever, she wishes she could squeeze through the phone and hold him like she had when he was ten and tiny and frightened. “I love you,” she says instead, and hears a choked little sound in response. “Preliminary findings and all, okay? You know that.”

“But- I don’t-” Spencer says, and then he’s crying in earnest, words muffled by the distance of the phone connection. Alex just lets him get it out of his system, making the occasional soothing noise to let him know she’s still on the line.

“I don’t know why I’m crying," he manages eventually. ”I just- I don’t know, and I don’t like not knowing, and it’s- it’s scary.“

Alex takes a moment to come up with an answer to that, swallows down the lump in her throat in the meantime. "Not knowing is always the scary part,” she says. “But you don’t have to know the answer, Spencer, not right away, and it’s okay if the answer changes. And you never have to be scared of the answer, or what anyone else is going to think of it. As long as you’re okay, and you’re happy, that’s all that matters to me."

”I think I’m happy,“ Spencer says. "It’s a happy sort of scared."

"That sounds like a fair assessment,” Alex says. “Have you told anyone else?”

“Other than the emails to Hotch and Derek, no," Spencer says. "And the emails were purely hypothetical, although I’m not sure Hotch bought it.”

“Probably not,” Alex agrees. “Did he really ask if you had Lyme Disease?”

“Yeah. Hotch is weird."

They talk for a bit longer, bouncing back and forth between Alex’s thesis and Spencer’s college applications, until Alex suddenly adds up the time difference and makes Spencer get off the phone to go to the dining hall. "We can talk again on Saturday, or before that if you want to,” she promises. “Eat your vegetables, okay?”

“Alex, I’m not twelve anymore, oh my god-"

"Vegetables,” she says again, more firmly. “They’re good for you. Talk to you soon, okay?” Spencer hesitates a little.

“Thank you for listening,” he says. “I thought- thank you."

"I’ll always listen,” Alex tells him. “And I’m glad you told me. Have a good evening, okay? Don’t stay up too late.”

“You too,"

Spencer says, and they hold on for a few more seconds before he finally hangs up. Alex keeps the phone pressed to her ear a little longer, then sighs and swaps it for the box of tissues on her bedside table. It’s always been a little too easy to forget just how young Spencer is, that when all the facts and arguments and experiences fall away, he’s still not even the same age she was when they first met. Not for the first time, she wonders what would have happened to him if he hadn’t made it to St. Thaddeus, hadn’t been pulled safely into the heart of their stubborn little family, and quickly shakes the thought out of her head. She reaches for her phone again, clicks through a few notifications- Emily sending her screenshots of her Words with Friends games against Dave (whether she’s asking for help or simply claiming victory, Alex isn’t sure), Penelope’s cat picture of the day, the secret groupchat planning JJ’s birthday present- before finally sending James a text.

Are we still okay for this weekend?

James answers a few minutes later, the message accompanied by a photo of a dog she recognises as the one that lives somewhere on his block.

Sure thing- if I pick you up Friday afternoon we should be at my parents’ before midnight. Why?

Just got a call from Spencer, that’s all, she sends back.

I didn’t tell him anything, but I think he’ll be pleased to see us.

Caitlin’s (more) notes:

I AM LIVING FOR THIS

he’s Dr. Reid in her phone

they have a standing weekly phone call

I really want to see a sick little Spencer calling Alex and needing her to tell him what to do when he has the flu oh my goodness

HE’S SUCH A SWEET BEAN WITH A FIRST CRUSH I CAN’T HANDLE IT

“tiny and ten and frightened” my heart

“I’m not twelve anymore, oh my god” oh he’s so sure he’s a grownup now but he’s still Alex’s wee babe

THE TEXTS. Emily’s screenshots. the group chat. Penelope’s cat picture of the day. I’m living.

I’m sure Spencer will be SO happy to see Alex. my whole heart.

Thank you SO much for writing this and sharing it with me!!!!

#au: patron saint of lost causes #patron saint: spencer #patron saint: alex #I LOVE them #my pals are cool and make things #that's the new tag I've decided #submission

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karajaynetoday · 4 years

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for the prompts, can I get “I’m so in love with her/him, I don’t know what do do.” with luke, pretty please?? tomorrow or next week is fine

Hi Shelbi! Thanks so much for this request, hope you enjoy this lil blurb xo

(and by lil I mean 1.6k words but I got carried away as per usual. anyway, enjoy some soft Luke weekend away in a cabin-based friends to lovers!)

(This is a fem reader insert blurb)

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This weekend trip away to the lake with your close friend group had been in the works for months. The date had finally arrived, and all week your group chat had been buzzing with notifications from people talking about the fun supplies they’d bought, or screenshots of the excellent weather forecast, or memes about bears (that, to be honest, made you a little nervous).

Luke had offered you a carpool spot in his car, along with Michael and Crystal, which you gladly accepted. Originally the idea of camping in tents had been floated, but you were definitely thankful when instead Crystal found an incredible cabin on Air BnB that had more than enough room for all of you, plus private lake access and heaps of nature trails and other activities nearby.

When you showed up at Luke’s, overnight bag in tow, you suddenly felt super nervous. These were all your best friends that you’d known for years, and it definitely wasn’t your first trip away together as a group, but lately things between you and Luke had been… different, somehow.

He’d always been a great friend to you, making sure you had a ride home after a night out, or buying your favourite snacks whenever he hosted an event at his house, or inviting you on walks with Petunia because he remembered you had a dog similar to her growing up and it helped with your homesickness. But lately, you found yourself thinking of him more often than not. In those moments where you’d slip into a daydream about your future, and envisaged travelling the world, or walking down the aisle, or settling down into a house with little ones of your own one day, the only person you could see by your side in those daydreams was Luke. But then reality would set in, and you’d have to remind yourself that he’d never really shown any interest in you beyond friendship, so you couldn’t get your hopes up too high.

Michael and Crystal were already there when you arrived, so you helped pack the remaining supplies into Luke’s car and got on the road as soon as you could. The lake was about a four hour drive away and you’d agreed to share the driving, so you all rotated through various seats in the car. For the final hour of the journey, sunset had passed and you were driving through darkness as you made your way through the wooded area leading towards the lake. Michael had offered to drive the final shift, and Luke sat next to him in the front passenger seat, leaving you and Crystal in the back. You’d both assured the boys that you’d keep them company, and you wouldn’t dare fall asleep, but the steady rhythm of the car quickly lulled you into sleep.

You couldn’t have been out for more than 20 minutes or so when you silently stirred and blinked furiously to try and wake yourself up more quickly. You were about to make a joke to Luke and Michael about definitely not falling asleep, when your ears picked up on them having a murmured conversation amongst themselves up the front.

“I’m so in love with her, Mike. I don’t know what to do.” Luke sounded exasperated, and you saw him run a hand through his mop of curls – a clear sign he was feeling anxious.

“Mate, I’m telling you, there is a solid 95% chance that the feeling is mutual. I see the way her face lit up when you offered her a lift to the cabin, or when you invite her on walks with Petunia, or when you have her favourite snacks at your house parties. I would bet a solid amount that she’s in the exact same boat as you.” Michael was trying to be patient and kind, but you could tell from his tone that he was a little amused by Luke’s predicament.

You froze when you realised they were talking about you. No. Surely not? Luke… Luke didn’t have feelings for you, did he? He couldn’t be IN LOVE with you? Plain, boring old you? Was this a dream? It has to be a dream. You pinched yourself, hard, and let out a small gasp at the pain before you could realise what you’d done. Luke’s head whipped around to the back seat, and you made eye contact.

“H-hey, sweetheart. How long have you been awake?” He asked, his tone wobbly and unsure.

“Oh, literally just woke up a second ago. Must’ve moved around in my sleep and bumped my elbow too hard, that’s why I gasped. Sorry if I gave you a fright!” You were desperately trying to sound as normal as possible.

Luke’s face visibly relaxed, and you knew you’d sold the lie well enough. Your heart was still pounding over what he said, but in this car right now was not the time to address it. You could see Michael eyeing you curiously in the rear-view mirror, almost like he didn’t believe a word of your elbow bump story, but you just flashed him a smile and focused your gaze out the window, even though you could barely see a thing in the darkness of night.

When you arrived at the cabin, the others in the group had beaten you there, and already started claiming bedrooms and stocking the kitchen, and they’d even used the outdoor grill for dinner which gave the area a delicious aroma. Stepping out of the car, you gave your arms a nice big stretch and took a deep breath in and out. You’d lived in a more rural area growing up, and being near the trees and the water really made you feel more at home.

Before you could protest, Luke was carrying your bag inside as well as his own, and you scurried along to claim a bedroom before they were all gone. You settled for a small bedroom that was more like a nook just off the kitchen, but it had a nice big window that you thought would give wonderful sunrise views of the lake when you woke up the next day, so its size and the single bed didn’t bother you.

After a welcome night cap and a brief discussion of plans for tomorrow (Calum offered to cook breakfast, Ashton was coordinating yoga down on the lake’s shore, Crystal and Sierra had mapped out some easy hikes, and Michael and Luke had organised boat hire and tubing), you all adjourned to your own rooms for some sleep. You’d been tossing and turning for what felt like hours, replaying Luke’s words that you overhead in the car in your head, when you heard someone step into the kitchen and open the fridge. You’d left your bedroom door slightly ajar because it was kind of warm in the cabin, so you were able to crawl up the bed and squint out into the kitchen to see who was on the hunt for a midnight snack. Even without your glasses on, you could tell the blurry, broad-shouldered, white-singlet clad kitchen intruder was Luke from a mile away.

You didn’t want to startle him, but you weren’t sure how many other chances you’d get this weekend to talk to him entirely alone. You pulled a sweater over your head, located your glasses and slowly shuffled over to the doorway.

“Hey, kitchen intruder. What’s on for midnight snack?” Your voice was soft, but Luke still jumped a mile and clutched at his chest, and you couldn’t help but giggle.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to frighten you. To be fair, hearing the fridge open metres away from me unexpectedly was a bit of a heart stopper too, pal.” You teased, crossing across the kitchen to lean up against the counter next to where Luke was making a nutella sandwich.

“I guess that makes us even then, sweetheart.” Luke shot you a wink, and you felt your heart leap in your chest.

“Gonna make one for me too, or what?” You said, making grabby hands at Luke’s sandwich.

“Well considering you asked SO nicely…” Luke stuck his tongue out at you, but pulled out more slices of bread onto the cutting board and started making you a sandwich anyway.

You paused for a moment, and took Luke in. Even in the middle of the night, after a long and tiring drive, he still looked so damn good. And he was making you a chocolate-y snack. What a dream. A dream, that if you just took a little leap of faith, could maybe be part of your reality.

“Hey, Luke?” You half-whispered, almost not wanting him to hear you. His head perked up immediately, sparkling blue eyes meeting yours with a curious look.

“Yeah?” He half-whispered back.

“I know what you should do.” You spoke louder and more purposefully this time, the adrenaline taking over as you angled your body towards Luke’s.

“About what?” Luke countered, not moving an inch as you got a little closer.

“About the girl you’re in love with.”

Luke froze, dropping the butter knife covered in nutella onto the kitchen counter with a loud clang. He swallowed audibly, before fixing you with a look that you couldn’t quite read.

“Oh yeah? What should I do, do you reckon?” The mystery stare was gone, and the familiar mischievous glint you loved to see in Luke’s eyes replaced it, as he moved in and closed the gap between you, bringing you chest to chest.

“I think you should tell her. Mike gives good advice, there’s a pretty good chance she feels the same.” You could feel yourself smiling uncontrollably, as you glanced up and realised how close Luke’s face was to yours.

“I guess I’ll take my chances, then.”

Before you could respond, Luke cupped your face with both hands and kissed you, hard. You felt like your skin was on fire, and your heart was about to burst out of your chest, but kissing Luke also felt like coming home and finding everything you’d ever hoped and waited for.

The nutella sandwiches could wait. You had some making up for lost time to do first.

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relaxedreptile · 4 years

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Sparkle

Pairing: Changbin X Female Reader

Swearing.

A/N: One of the lines Changbin says in this piece came to me... maybe a year ago? And I decided to base this drabble around it! COVID-19 ruined many plans for people around the world these past few months, including my cousin’s junior prom, so that is why I decided to center this drabble around prom!

Stay healthy.

“It’s what you wanted, that’s for sure.”

You shrugged off your best friend’s comment and continued checking yourself out in the mirror.

The two of you seemed to pick the one store everyone else did to go prom-dress shopping in (so much for it being a “hidden gem”) so your reflection was hardly alone in the glass, but your eyes were glued to the fabric on your skin.

The neckline flattered the swell of your chest while the waistline cut you in just the right way, achieving the hourglass figure that would look decadent in all of your photos. The skirt swayed with every movement of your legs, alluding to the mystery of your body that the looser fit was maintaining.

It sparkled like the night sky, a black so deep and dark the harsh lighting of the boutique couldn’t even hope to reflect off of it.

“You know that necklace of mine? The one I wore to homecoming freshman year? How do you think it would look with this?”

“Shouldn’t you look at the price tag before you move on to accessories?” Felix advised.

He stepped closer as to join your reflection and looked you up and down.

“What am I saying, it should be illegal for them to not sell this to you.”

You turned to face the real Felix, your smile beaming in a way your beautiful dress never could. Felix didn’t want to risk getting any glitter stuck to him for a hug, so he stood on his toes to bypass the platform you were standing on and peck your cheek, pulling a giggle from your lips.

“I know that it’s… different… but do I still look good? Will I get the reaction I want?”

At your guys’ school, any student going to the prom who wanted to participate was allowed to walk across the auditorium stage in front of any parents, siblings, or fellow students who decided to show up. It was a way for couples to show off their union, lone wolves to express their confidence, and friends to hype each other up.

For you, however, you wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to show off. You knew how selfish it sounded but you were just aching to feel beautiful. You wanted you and your dress to be the one everyone talked about, the one that made everyone ask the person next to you if they know who you were.

Felix didn’t even bother looking at the dress again before giving his final verdict.

“Changbin is gonna love it.”

“what time should I pick you up for pics?”

The words flashed on your screen while you were scrolling through Instagram, your hair being styled by the nice man behind you.

You smiled before opening your messages, scrolling through the group chat you had with your friends to find the agreed-upon time before screenshotting it and sending it to Changbin.

You were teasing him a little because you knew he never read the prom group chat but you were certain he wouldn’t take any offense.

“haha, very funny”

Your hair stylist noticed your smile this time and caught your gaze in the mirror.

“Can I see a picture?”

You tried to relax your muscles to keep from smiling any bigger as you scrolled through your camera roll for a good picture of Changbin. You found one from the homecoming game; Felix, Chan, and (most importantly) Changbin came to see you cheer with your squad.

“If you’re going to skip the pep rally like always then your only chance to see our routine will be at the game! You have to go.”

A little pout of your lips and Changbin was sold, even if he kept up his uninterested front.

The photo was lit up by the Friday Night Lights behind you, leaning on the fence while the boys surrounded you from the other side. You knew you also had a video of you throwing one of your pom-poms at Felix after he very loudly told Changbin to stand next to his girl, but you decided to keep that one to yourself.

The photo got a nod of approval once Changbin was pointed out and you slipped your phone under the poncho protecting your clothes from the stylist’s work, tucking it under your thigh.

“Your dress is the black one right? The one that sparkles?”

Your beaming smile returned and you confirmed his memory.

He fluffed your hair around, teasing some of it with his fingers as he put some finishing touches on it.

“Then I have just the thing!”

Changbin showed up to your house a few minutes early to allow for your parents to get a few photos of their own (photos which he sheepishly asked you to send to him) and then you were off to Chan’s house for group photos.

Besides a casual nod in response to a “doesn’t she look beautiful?” from your mom, Changbin hadn’t made a single comment about your appearance. It was a bit disappointing but you were used to Changbin’s too cool attitude by now and had learned to enjoy the little expressions of affection.

You perked up in the passenger seat, a realization hitting you.

“Changbin,” you wanted him to look at you.

He caught your gaze for a moment before his attention returned to the road in front of him.

“You look really handsome.”

You studied his face so you could watch the heat rise to the skin of his cheeks, he looked so pretty when he blushed.

A smile was your reward this time, plus a hand on your thigh followed by a slight squeeze.

Now it was your cheeks’ turn to redden, your hands coming up to press against them to try and cool them.

Verbally, you were miles ahead of Changbin’s communication skills, but he would always be a step ahead of you physically. The two of you balanced each other out and had learned to meet each other in the middle.

Changbin parked on the side of the road in front of Chan’s house, seeing as how the driveway was already full of cars as well as Jisung and Minho, seemingly arguing at each other.

“Oh, come on! That time was totally on purpose!”

“I’m not trying to poke you, you just won’t stop fucking moving!”

You hustled as best you could in your heels to try and see what was going on, hoping to diffuse the situation.

“I told you this was a stupid idea, Jisung, this is why girls are supposed to put them on.”

“Well neither of us have dates, asshole! So until you find me a girl to pin this to my fucking jacket instead of your clumsy ass-”

Minho turned away from his makeshift date to watch you finish your walk up the driveway, the clicking of your heels against the asphalt giving you away.

“Y/N! You look gorgeous! Did you put glitter in your hair?”

You smiled at Minho before giving him a nudge, taking the boutonnière from his hand and standing in front of Jisung.

“So do the two of you, I think the blood on Sungie’s tux really brings out his eyes,” you teased.

This set off another argument between Minho and Jisung and as they didn’t have the decency to wait until you weren’t standing right between them with a needle in your hands, you understood immediately why your fidgety friends were having such a hard time before you got there.

“Can the two of you shut up so Y/N can help?”

Two heads snapped in Changbin’s direction as you took this opportunity to finish your job.

“Awww,” Jisung started.

“Is Changbin trying to protect his girlfriend?” Minho finished.

You couldn’t snuff out the heat rising to your cheeks this time with your hands attached to the lapel in front of you, but you tried your absolute best to stifle your laugh. Tried.

You and Changbin’s relationship had been a long time coming and the rest of the boys loved teasing the two of you (but mostly Changbin, really) whenever affection was involved. It didn’t bother you and Changbin always remained unfazed, so the boys took that as a green light.

“Guys! Come on,” Jeongin whined. “My hair isn’t going to stay in this position for much longer!”

You went as fast as your heels allowed up Chan’s steep driveway with the boys right there beside you. Jeongin, the youngest of your friend group, was everyone’s weakness.

You squeezed into Hyunjin’s side, whispering apologies for any glitter that might get on him or his date standing in front of him.

Changbin came up behind you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist, and pulled you into his body so that he could bring his pink lips directly in front of your ear.

“You look beautiful in black.”

“Y/N! Changbin! Save the kissing for after prom!”

#seo changbin #changbin #changbin fluff #changbin angst #changbin smut #stray kids #rr:seo changbin

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sirene312 · 4 years

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oh GOD guys…. You have no idea the crusade i had to went through just to be sitting here, with my dear computer working again, and enjoying the joy of 1.9 Mbps internet connection speed. First thing on the front page of my dash was three shitposts on a row, new niche memes, and good ‘ol fandom drama. god how I missed this hell site.

In case anyone wants to know what happened, I will put behind a ‘read more’ the story of a missing computer part that quickly become a detective mission, that dragged me unwillingly into the wild ride I didn’t signed for when pressing ‘buy’ on an online store.

TL;DR at the end bc this is very long. English is not my first language so please bear with me!

Okay, some of you may know a bit about me since apparently i don’t have a “dude shut up! Stop oversharing your woes!!!” button on me but hey here are some things to know about me in case you are curious: I live in Venezuela and not having internet is my personality trait, living in my country is very hard, hard like trying to play the Rainbow Road of Mario Kart but you have butter on your hands, your eyes are closed and you are running on the rain while there is a 8.0 earthquake happening. That hard. I work as a freelance graphic designer and make art commissions so me and my family can survive the economic crisis on my country, having internet and a working computer is a really big deal, like literally we eat thanks to it. Now you see how that would led me to spend a whole month chasing and stressing over a stupid part my computer needed.

Back in December, remember last season of “what’s troubling Sirene now?” where i spend almost a month without internet and then yay internet is back! for like two days? well, after Christmas there was a sudden power cut one night and i was on my computer working on a commission but since this is now a common occurrence i didn't think anything of it …until next day when i tried to switch my computer ON it didn't. I tried everything to revive it, grabbing anxiously my hair, walking on circles, and pressing continuously the power button, you know everything, but it was in vain. It’s dead, Jim. As you can imagine i had a breakdown when i realized i won’t be able to work anymore and needed to buy a new power supply since this one was toast…and was without internet friggin again. AGAIN. I survived till now using my crappy phone data but heavy apps hardly load, tumblr/ao3/twitter sometimes loaded if i refreshed them like a madman.

My computer is a tiny model and has a power supply that apparently is made by beavers in Narnia, because is so uncommon that the only stores that sell them are on my Capital city two states away from where i live. Knowing this, there is not other alternative for me but to use a online store and shipping the package here, in theory sounds simple right? a reminder that this is a third world country, where everything is falling apart and barely holding it together with chewing gum and prayers, what are the odds of something going wrong hmm….

Okay, this happened in the week after Christmas and before New Year's Eve, so of course all stores in my country decided to go on vacation and return on January. I impatiently waited for two online stores to be back on business that have the power supply i need, they were physical stores too so i thought i would be safe. i liked one more than the other and, as i told my friends, i felt like a telenovela protagonist that was on a love triangle with two galanes but the hotter one was in coma and the other just had 3 episodes in, meaning that the better rated store was still offline and the other was online but only had like 3 products sold …not very reassuring but i desperately needed to start working again so i went with that one. Big mistake.

Everything started on Tuesday, January 14.

Mercado Libre is a page where people sell things like Amazon, this is where the seller of the power supply was, after you click on buy, you can see the seller info and a chat to talk to them, i wrote but there was not immediate response so i called, i spoke to a woman and she told me to text her on WhatsApp, that should have been my first red flag, if the app had a perfect chat option there why text outside of it??

whatever, i went and text her, asked when would she send the package and she told me “tomorrow” the shipping company she was going to use is called “Zoom” (remember that name bc it will be mentioned a lot) when you send something they give the sender (the store) a tracking number the sender should give YOU in order for the shipping office (Zoom) in your city to give you the package. (this number is important)

this was my first time buying anything online so i didn’t know any of that just vaguely knew how it worked, so i asked her if she the next day would give me the tracking number or the shipping company would call me when my package was on the shipping center? and she told me “both, i will give you the number and they are going to call you” I said perfect, thank you very much and thought ‘hey that went well!’

Unknown to me, for the next 10 days i was going suffer a weird and painful skin reaction on both hands, and man…it was bad (tw graphic description of a skin condition ahead) the skin on the palm of my hands completely fell off, and it burned like i had scraped my hands on the sidewalk and someone was pouring lemon juice on them. Ouch. as you can imagine all my attention was on what was going on with my hands. I still don’t know what could have caused that severe reaction.

With difficulty texted the woman on Monday 20 i asked again for the tracking number but she said “i’m waiting for the bike delivery guy to give me the number but your package was sent” so she -the store seller- dont go personally to Zoom to send the packages and some else does, i tell the woman again to give me the number as soon as she has it, bc Zoom has an app you can check your package rute and status with that number, she said “okey amiga”.

That week, i could barely lift a fork i was suffering from whatever it was that happened to my hands until my mom found an Aloe Vera plant and i started to rub that gooey, viscose gel thingy on my hands and was slowly getting better, (seriously guys, Aloe Vera plants are a godsend keep one or 10 at home) by the time i suddenly remembered about the package it was Friday 24 the woman didn’t text me anything like she said would do and i didn’t receive any calls either all week, so friday i text her asking again for the tracking number and oh yes finally she has it! My happiness was short lived because……THE PACKAGE WAS RETURNED.

Something occurred and there was an error on the address or something (I triple checked all my personal info was in order before i gave it to her -thanks anxiety!- so i know it was not on me) i was so furious if only the woman had given me the friggin number sooner that week, i would have realized there was something wrong and would have gone to the Zoom on my city where the package was being held before it was returned to the capital. She told me she would send again my package that Friday BUT Zoom only works mon-fri not weekends. Now I need to wait till monday to receive my thing. great.

Monday 27 rolls in and that week i proceeded to text the woman EVERY SINGLE DAY asking if she had sent my package, i hated being a nuisance texting so much but it was necessary, money is getting short and we need food.

On Wed 29 I even texted her a desperate plea, i told her please i need my power supply to start working again! and you know how she responded? BY LEAVING ME ON SEEN. i called her until she answered and she told me “oh i sent it today” she assured me, in the most unsure voice she could muster, that she totally did it.

So I went the next day to the Zoom office and surprise! it was a lie, she didn’t send anything, nada! again asked her for the new track.num. and she told me “amiga the thing is that …the package has not arrived here. is still in your State.“ [*record scratch*] hmm whAT?

I immediately called Zoom and asked them to tell me where my package is? Where is it!?, it’s still in my city or in the Capital?? So they gave me a number for the returned package to check on the app and…said it arrived at the Capital Fri. 24. Not only that but it was marked as "given to the client” aka the sender.

Now I realize this woman has been lying to me. For a whole week. I text her screenshots of where the package was and she tells me that supposedly the package is not on Zoom there and insists it is here in my State. A friend knows someone that works on Zoom that checks their database and confirms that no, is not here anywhere and that definitely arrived in the Capital. even shows that a man named A. Rodriguez was the one that picked up the package. Who is this man?? what's going on?

here's a meme i sent my friends in the group chat while i was trying not to freak out about all this.

This has become a "she-said, he-said" situation because the woman keeps insisting Zoom is the one at fault about the whereabouts of my missing package but Zoom says Hold it! And slaps continuous evidence that shows the places where the package has been at all times.

Meanwhile I’m like “where the hell is my power supply??? All I want is to work. Why is this happening to me?” ;_;

So far what we know:

Package arrived in my city but was returned to the city of origin (the Capital) on Friday 24.

The following week the store seller lied to me and would everyday promise to send the package again to me. and never did.

On Thursday 30 the woman tells me that the package never arrived from my city and she’s waiting for it to “arrive” but the shipping office tells me the package was returned a week ago on Fri. 24 so it’s impossible that it has not arrived. not for nothing they are called ZOOM they deliver fast.

the app even says “given to the client”, and one thing I know for a fact, is that it is near impossible to pick up a package from there without the friggin tracking number, they won’t even give you info about it without it. so it’s very unlikely that a random person just walked away with it.

so we have two possibilities:

1. Someone from Zoom stole it. Ok, feasible. Corrupt people working on this kind of service in my country steal things of value all the time. still i doubt this was the case, the company seemed really concerned and would try their best to help me find my package giving me all the info i requested, even the name of the person who took it.

2. the store seller lied again and the man who took the package is the same bike delivery guy that transported it there in the first place. That's how they were able to take it from there so easily. She denied knowing anyone named A. Rodriguez but she has lied before so i don’t trust her word. To me, this is the more likely scenario for what happened to the package.

February comes and still I have no idea where is my package and the woman keeps making excuses as to why she “hasn’t found it” she again leaves me on seen after I asked for information, next day I called her non stop because now I’m pissed and i want answers, she finally text me that she will send another power supply since she “couldn’t find the first one” no further explanation whatsoever, and tells me will send it on Friday, but remember that Zoom don’t work on weekends so the new package will be staying on the Zoom office until Monday, my friend tells me that is not good what if the thief works there and steals it again? so I asked the woman to send it on Monday and she tells me that only Tuesdays they send all their stuff to be delivered….now she tells me the store have a specific delivery day? Now?

I’m not happy about waiting for more days but there is nothing i can do about it so February 11 is here and I send the woman a text telling her to take a photo of the receipt with the tracking number so the story of the first package won’t repeat, and guess what? The woman left me on seen!! you don’t know how that blue seen mark got me shook. that stressed me so bad that finally I had enough, my friends encouraged me to cancel the order and ask for a refund, I stopped texting her on WhatsApp and left a ultimatum on the Mercado Libre chat, that way I had proof on that page of the fraud this woman was pulling on me and could get her banned there. I should have done that before but the need to repair my computer blinded me and was what kept me trying so hard to get my power supply. Desperation can drive you to make foolish decisions.

After my ultimatum, the woman changed her tune and was very solicitous, and replied super fast, even said on the chat “let it be noted we are a serious company and always answered all your messages” yes, she said THAT, can you believe the audacity, the nerve? I immediately reply “since you didn’t answer any of my texts yesterday, can’t fault me for expressing here my concern about my purchase.” Then I said very politely but with finality that if she did not send me the photo of the receipt with the tracking number the next day I would not hesitate bitch to ask for a refund. And what do you know? Worked like a charm. The next day the first thing in the morning on my phone was a photo of the receipt.

SO yes this unnecessary long story has an anticlimactic but happy end after all! Next morning I happily went to the Zoom office and after a whole month of countless lies, unanswered texts, blood, sweat, and tears, I picked up mypower supply. Reunited at long last! This happened on February 14. Valentine’s Day. Love -and being persistent af- always wins!

TL;DR I bought online a new power supply, the seller tried to scam me or something bc lied about how my purchase was “lost” saying the shipping company was the culprit. Sending me on a wild goose chase trying to find my package. i had to threaten her with a refund to get her to send me finally my power supply.

#this is why i disappeared for a while #can't believe this drama lasted for a whole month #but im glad its finally over

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colossal-guest-2011 · 5 years

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My experience with Todd Haberkorn

I first met Todd at Anime Central 2010, if you can call it a meeting. I got his autograph and a picture, and I attended a few of his panels. He mentioned he was going to Japan in a week or so for work, and I joked with friends that it would be funny if I saw him during my own study abroad trip to Japan that was in just over a week. Lo and behold, at my connecting flight in San Francisco, I saw him waiting at my gate, waiting to board the same plane as me. Internally freaking out, I snapped a sneaky photo and texted my friends. They shared the news on Facebook, and many hours and a long flight later, he saw it. I posted the pic and tagged him, and despite the photo accidentally having cut off his head, he admitted it was him and joked that the next time we shared an international flight, I should say hi.

Flash forward to Colossalcon 2011. Todd was one of the guests, along with a few other VAs we adored, so my best friend and I decided to take a road trip out to Ohio for the weekend, rooming with a few people she knew from the internet at a hotel up the street. We finally got the chance to be in Todd’s autograph line. When it was my turn, I said, “Remember last year when a girl snuck a creeper photo of you at the airport and said you guys were on the same flight to Japan? And that she should have said hi? Yeah, that was me.” We laughed about the whole absurd situation, and as he signed my item, he asked if I played soccer. Confused, I said no, I hated soccer, but I was a newly-christened marathon finisher, since running was basically free and I was a broke college student. He smiled and said something like, “Ah, I knew it had to be something like that. I could tell by the legs.” I was confused and (admittedly) a little flattered — I had always been a scrawny kid, but my muscles had developed well through high school volleball and my marathon training, and it did feel nice to have that appreciated. I was (and am) a socially awkward mess, though, so I attributed my flash of discomfort at my inability to accept a compliment. I asked for a pic, he agreed, and we went on our way.

Later that evening he had a panel, I believe about his fanclub that he had just started up. My best friend and I weren’t the ones who started it, and I can’t recall how we got involved (maybe via Twitter?), but we were in contact with the group’s founder, and we were essentially some of the first volunteers. After the panel, he hung around a bit to take pics and chat. When my friend and I approached, he said, “Hey! There’s my runner!” We got a pic, and then my friend mentioned that we were working with his fan club. He lit up, asked us to hang around while he did a few more pics with other attendees, and then asked if we wanted to go somewhere and chat. My friend and I, being young, weeb-tastic fangirls, excitedly agreed. He asked us to meet in the resort’s lobby.

When we met up, it was just the two of us and him. For a while, we just talked about his fan club, Team Haberkorn.It was still not really a big thing, brand new, and he animatedly talked about what sort of things he wanted to do with it, how he wanted to connect with his fans. For roughly 20-30 minutes, that’s all we discussed. Then he started some small talk, asking how our weekend had been going. I told him it was fun, going to a con at a big resort and far from my home, but since my birthday was on Monday, we were treating it like a pseudo birthday vacation. He asked how old I was turning, and I said 20. He excused himself for a moment, and when he came back, he had a clear glass from the bar. “For the birthday girl,” he said, handing me the glass full of pink liquid and ice cubes.

As a woman, you’re taught never to leave a drink unattended, and never to take a drink if you didn’t see it made. Not wanting to be rude, though, I carefully took a sip. I asked him what it was. He never said, just smiling and saying, “Something good.” In my head, I was thinking, “There’s no way he would have put something in this. Your friend didn’t get one, and if he tries anything, she’s right here, watching. It’s fine.” So I kept the drink. I don’t really remember details of what else we talked about, but I distinctly remember him telling us about how he had a long-distance girlfriend in college and how he would drive to see her every weekend to “read books” as he put it, complete with a knowing smirk.

Eventually we said we needed to go, since we had to get back to our own hotel. He asked us if we weren’t staying at the resort? And we admitted that we’d made our plans to come far too late for any resort rooms to still be available, so we had 7 people crammed in a small hotel room a mile up the road. Then he said, “Hey, if you guys want, I have plenty of space in my room. You’re free to sleep there if you want.” A combination of social awkwardness and weird vibes had us quickly and graciously declining. We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. We didn’t talk the rest of the con, but I know he saw us at one of his panels the next day, and he smiled and waved.

At this point, despite my clearly-remembered unease, I wasn’t able to pinpoint what exactly had weirded me out so badly. It was a long time, years, that I was able to fully come to terms with the fact that a 28-year-old convention guest had said I had nice legs, bought me alcohol knowing I was 19, and invited me and my friend to sleep in his hotel room. I look back sometimes and shudder to think about what might have happened if we had said yes.

We saw him again at Colossalcon 2012, though his busy schedule and other things (unrelated to anything serious) kept us from interacting one-on-one outside of his autograph session. Online, he and I would occasionally bicker on Twitter or Facebook, egging the other on. In time, though, college kept me a lot busier, and I had no time for anime or cons or banter. I graduated, got a job, and did other things. Todd seemed to get more and more argumentative online, often taking big news stories and playing devil’s advocate. His fan club had gotten wildly popular, though my friend and I had only stayed on for a few months. He seemed to be more hostile, less open-minded, and much quicker to mock people in a way that didn’t seem like friendly banter. In October 2016, he and I butted heads for the final time. I’ll let the screenshots tell the story.

After that, he deleted me from his Facebook. What’s hilarious is that he then proceded to send me an Instagram DM, which meant me had to look me up. He definitely had my e-mail address from my brief stint as fanclub volunteer, but he chose this.

He and I have not spoken since, and I have no desire to ever speak to him again. In the years following the 2011 incident, I grew so much and learned just how skeezy he had been. He denies malicious intent, but I know for a fact that he has slept with two other convention attendees in the past, one of whom I know. Regardless of their age, that’s still scummy. I don’t want to think about if there have been other young women like me, maybe teenagers, excited at being singled out by their favorite anime voice actor, showered with compliments, given a drink or two, invited to a hotel room.

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loopy-owl-thing · 5 years

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Our side of the Story

So, we didn’t want to go public with this information. But quite frankly We’ve gotten annoyed that whilst Myself and Twi have tried to move past this whole incident quietly and maturely like adults. All this did was leave Kit to run around telling anyone who will listen to him that he has been a victim and that his partner cheated on him and ran away for no reason, etc.. We’ve gotten a bit fucking tired of it so I’m going to clear the air a bit.

A bit of background information for everyone who doesn’t know anyone mentioned here: Hi, I’m Loopy. I’m a woman in the UK who’s also extremely new to participating in the furry community, only started making furry type stuff late last year, but quietly lurked about since 2017.

Kitsune-Youkai is a male “Popufur” artist from Florida, and popular on a furry site called Inkbunny. I discovered his art while hopping art streams one day. He was colouring a SFW picture on Picarto so I sat and watched for a while. That’s how I found his art, and spoke to Twi briefly for the first time.

Twilight AKA Twi was Kit’s writer and “girlfriend” of seven years, who lives in Oregon. Twi identified as female for a few years, but since the start of 2018 he’s been back to being his birth gender and only goes by male pronouns, with no desire to ever transition in the future. Nor did he start transitioning in the past. Any references to being called “she” in this article or screenshots are due to Kit refusing to accept his partner was male, because that’d make Kit not straight.

And he really, really hated that idea for a while.

What prompted me to start writing this the most is the surge of comment’s we’ve gotten recently of people saying things like “Gee I wish you’d get back with Kit :/” or “Things won’t be the same without Kit!” in Twi’s PM’s or comments. I got a Private Message I since deleted from a throw-away account calling me a “Home Wrecker”. But the tipping point is the fact one of my friends showed me this message they got from him after they left a vague comment on his art back in December. At first we tried to ignore it, but we’ve found Kit has been sending similar messages over the past couple months to people, some even forwarding them to Twi:

(Twi hadn’t spoken a word of his abuse to my friend, she just made an edgy comment and Kit sent this)

This is the message my friend has sent me, and the only one I will show off since she is the only one who has given me consent to show this off. Now, this is the only message I’ve seen that Kit has sent someone that’s got a grain of truth in it. Which was that he smacked Twi hard in the back of the head. But since then I’ve seen him send messages out since to people where he’s claiming “It was a small soft slap!“ or "I didn’t hurt anyone! Honest!”

So I’m going to lay it all out in the open for people. Because it’s honestly disgusted me that he’s gotten away with this because we tried to simply move on with our lives without making a scene.

Onwards with the point of this long post then eh?

(I’m going to provide people with all the screenshots I can, I don’t have a lot of the Group Chat ones anymore after my computer crashed a while ago. It was a Discord server I ended up closing after the "big fallout" happened, And I didn’t think to archive messages via a bot at the time. Names will be blurred out if I don’t have consent for their names to be used, or my personal discord name)

((Also just clearing this up right now since I’ve seen this theory ‘cause of Kit being adamant he’s straight: Twi never catfished Kit. Kit has always known Twi was biologically a man. They lived together since the second year of their relationship, so unless Twi could tuck it in like a champion drag queen, there was no way of not knowing.

So I’m going to separate this post into a timeline of events for people since that gets muddled up the most.

May 31st 2018: I saw Twi’s ‘journal’ he made explaining his situation about how Kit refused to even care for him and found him hideous for being male. Despite reaching out I had no intention of being his “fling”. I was at the time, happy with my own boyfriend irl that’d id been with for almost four years, and I don’t do the ‘poly’ thing, and most of all, I live in the UK. I wanted to check if things were okay between him and Kit. Because no relationship would do something like this if it was fine. I sent him a quick PM basically just saying Hi, we’ve chatted before once or twice in a live stream and if he needs to talk to someone I can probably lend an ear.

June 1st: Twi sends me a message back, saying he’d love to talk more with me, and he’d add me on discord whenever he got the chance, but currently he and Kit were getting ready to travel across the USA back to Kit’s house. I sent a couple PM’s back and forth over the next couple of nights, chatting about games and anime we liked.

June 4th: I speak to Twi on discord for the first time, we become good friends fast because we liked a lot of the same unpopular characters and played a lot of the same platformer games growing up. I meet Kit for the first time, he was talking to me using Twi’s laptop with him. He is pretty rude to me, tells me that if we’re going to “Yiff” (Had to look that one up lmao, was very new to furry terminology stuff) we had to use condoms so he could jerk off to it and enjoy the cuckoldry, and that my bird sona is ugly but it’d do if it was anthro. I was immediately grossed out by that, and I proceeded to ignore this strange conversation he was trying to have with me, and kept talking to and only responding to Twi. Kit stormed out of his and Twi’s room. Twi left a few minutes later found him attempting to break his nose and he kept screaming that we had to stop talking to one another or he’ll kill himself. Twi quickly apologized to me, saying he had to go and left the chat. I didn't know he had done this until the next day, and I soon found this was normal behavior for him when Twi did something that displeased him.

Over the next week or so they were still on the road, traveling to Kit’s house for Summer in a long car ride across the states. So I’d have very short conversations for a few minutes a night, these contained Twi on the verge of a breakdown, as Kit constantly threatening to throw himself out of a moving car because I started talking to Twi and he didn’t like it.

At one point Twi had to pull over his car because Kit took his seat belt off and swung the door open. He refused to set off driving again because he didn’t want Kit to kill himself. Their argument went on for several hours, when it was finally over Kit then blamed Twi for making the conversation last for hours without going anywhere.

I got a private message from Kit on the 11th of June, where he was angry at everyone. Saying that I had stolen his “wife” and chance of a happy future. He also claimed that Twi told him that if Kit asked him to stop speaking to me, he’d end his relationship with him. I was pretty alarmed at the idea that their marriage was falling apart but… I found out a day later that they, in fact, were not married, and he had never approached or asked Twi to marry him either. Their relationship was more akin to roommates who just barely got along but had no one better to move in with. From what I understand, Kit has only ever been “Married” to Firecat. Regardless, I apologized for everything that had been going on, because I truly felt bad for this. But I also understood what Twi had been saying, we were just friends talking and there was no reason for Kit to be this extreme. but I knew to point this out to him would not end well. So I just blindly agreed to keep the peace. This is also when I found out what he was doing about beating himself in the face.

I’ve lined areas I want to argue points on now that I know inconsistencies with what he’s saying I didn’t when he first messaged me, and the tiny black bits are my former boyfriend's name being blacked out.

Purple: Kit knew Twi was writing the Ad. He read through it, approved it and said Twi could post it. And didn’t object at all that day, or the day after, if he had Twi would have took it down instantly. It was only after Twi made friends with me and my boyfriend did this suddenly become a problem. Also! “with toys” would imply they never had to touch ever, which is alarming and fits with the fact Kit hates contact with anything. This is one of Kits biggest fetishes and its the only way he would have “physical contact“ with him. I find it deeply concerning Kit was willing to spend thousands of Patreon dollars he tells fans he needs to pay his bills, on fursuits (or more likely Twis money) just to go near his own partner that he found no attraction to, to pretend he's fucking him. What's the point in that?

Red: He was constantly talking about the abuse he sustained… To himself, by himself. In hopes that you’d stop everything and cradle him like a child. It’s one of the most noticeable things about him. He’ll shoot himself in the foot but be convinced you did it to him because you didn’t stop him. Regardless I didn’t know this at the time, so I was deeply concerned about it.

Blue: He was constantly trying to convince me and Twi himself, that Twi was broken mentally in every way. And only Kit could look after him properly. When in the short time I had spent talking to them I could clearly see which one of these two adults was... well, an adult. It’s the only reason I’ve highlighted this.

This was my response. I apologized profusely for causing problems that I believed I had caused. I tried not to push any buttons, I did, however, point out he was refusing to speak to any of us about what had been going on, and that if he joined us to talk we could all resolve this issue he was having. This being he believed Twi was going to run off with me somehow. Despite this issue, I still really tried to be friendly towards Kit. I wanted to believe that there was something nice about this guy. I sent him my Discord username and said he should add me on that and said we could all chat in a server together, and I’d add my boyfriend too so he could see there wasn’t any “threat”. He adamantly refused every time I suggested it, insisting that he didn’t care about speaking to anyone because he hates people. He then decided to tell me about his dick instead when I tried to get him to talk about himself. (Yet he knew I had a boyfriend, I kept having to mention this to him because he kept accusing Twi of making that up.) I was a bit grossed out but still tried to be friendly as I could bring myself to be.

But in the end just left him to it, I couldn’t do much with someone who refused to talk. But I assured him my inbox was always open and my discord always on.

((This “Love’s everyone equally” thing confused me rereading it, and when I asked Twi about this he explained that Kit doesn’t believe that you can love anyone but your partner. Even in a friendship way, that’s not “love” apparently.))

So this went on for about 10 days, I spoke with Twi every day, making sure he was doing alright and trying to find things for him to focus on that weren’t causing him any more stress than what he had to deal with. I know this all happened on the 21st because I still have these messages that shocked me:

Looking over these screenshots I’ve realized I apologized profusely even when I had not done anything. In this case, I came home from work and opened my inbox, and I felt so sorry for these guys I just said “I’m sorry” and I didn’t want it to happen because I felt put on the spot and I did still feel sorry for Kit at this point

Now If I recall correctly, this all started because Twi wanted to send a fully clothed, normal selfie of himself to me, to show me that he’s started to look after himself again and was losing weight, I’d dare say he was taking pride in who he was finally. When he asked Kit if he could do this, and showed him this perfectly normal, ordinary selfie, all hell broke loose. He got incredibly angry, threatened to kick him out, telling him to never come back… Then quickly started “apologizing” when Twi went to leave. Spamming Twi over and over and over with things like “I’m sorry you made me get angry at you!” and that he’s the only person he ever truly loved. I kept messaging Twi during this period, who was now in a separate room because I now was extremely worried for him. I talked him down from doing anything rash to himself in frustration and said that he should probably walk away from Kit at this point. As there had not been a single day since I started speaking to Twi that Kit hadn’t blown his temper at him. Calling the relationship toxic, was an understatement.

Kit then added me on Discord, just to demand I stop speaking with Twi because I’m interfering with the breakup? :l I tried to keep this interaction light-hearted. However. What he was actually doing, was threatening to stop making art if Twi leaves, and started telling Twi that if he stopped making art, he’d end up homeless with no money, and would have to kill himself and it’d all be on Twi! Twi got scared and stayed with him

(Screenshots say 22nd because this went on ‘till the early hours of the morning since I’m in the UK)

After that I was afraid for Twi, I felt this guy was going to start beating Twi any day now. I added both of them to a chat on Discord because I thought maybe Kit just needed to see that I’m not a bad person, and he’d relax.

So I put Kit, Twi, Myself and my partner in a chat.

Things were…Not great. Kit instantly took a disliking to my partner -who actually really enjoyed his art and was a big fan - solely for being a man and talking to Twi. He was also repulsed by one incident where my boyfriend said that he loved everyone in the chat, especially Kit despite his faults. Leading Kit to go into a long tirade about how love is an extremely strong term and that he wasn't gay and/or sexually in men... When my boyfriend had meant it platonically.

I also had to constantly explain to Kit

every, single day

that no, no one is running off with anyone. We’re all just friends and that’s how it’s gonna be. And that no, Twi isn’t going to run away to England and catch a flight to suddenly try and marry me or something.

If I had to sum up what dealing with Kit was like... It was like dealing with the spoilt, weird kid in High School. The one who never took part in anything and seemed to treat life like it was an early 80's anime, and he was the protagonist or anti-hero of said anime... And if the spoilt kid was almost ten years your senior. Every day I’d come home from work or education to see Kit yelling at or berating Twi (Over messages by the way, not in person. Kit only spoke in person if he had to, even in the same room..) over the slightest of things. Once I distinctly remember a whole argument kicking off because Twi didn’t open a window right away after he woke up, that was near Kit in their office, when he’d been up for two hours already. When I shouted at him for being childish, Kit presumed I was actually just talking about Twi, and still refused to go open this window and made Twi do it.

I started to chat to Twi in private again, often sending him jokes or just trying to calm him down in general. Anytime I called Kit out on his behavior in my chat it only escalated things. If I spoke to Twi in private about things it helped us all cope with him.

Another week passes. And Kit noticed Twi and I often spoke privately, and got very angry about this. Determined that we were gonna run off together into the sunset (Weird ‘cause as I’ve mentioned and kept mentioning to him: I'm in the UK and was still taken. He’d even met my partner now….) I constantly told him things were fine, he needs to chill out. Nothing bad is going on, just not everything has to be in a group chat. He then got really angry and tried to say he was going to “yiff” Twi in my group chat because he decided “There should be no private chats between anyone anymore.” when I calmly inquired it’s funny he’s decided that, because did he really need to know what kind of tampons I was going to ask my boyfriend to pick up for me later, he quickly took back his request for every chat everyone had to be put in the channel.

More to the point on this yiff thing and why I wouldn’t allow it. Aside from the fact it's really fucking weird to do… NSFW content was banned in there for the longest time because my boyfriend had a family computer and couldn’t look at that stuff in front of his family. I made a NSFW channel in the server and asked Kit to post art there if he wanted us to see it. So my partners family wouldn’t see anything. But he then got disgusted when we started posting other peoples art in there too and called us all gross because we weren’t allowing him to be the center of attention. In the end, he went back to posting in the main channel until I banned all NSFW stuff permanently and threatened to kick Kit out. He stopped only because he wanted to see everything me and Twi spoke about. This ban didn’t stop him from starting to send private messages to us over and over with his art in them. Later resulting in my partner having to block him because he wouldn’t stop.

So the 3rd of July: Kit and I tried talking for a while when Twi was fast asleep, and he seemed in an okay mood. As soon as Twi woke up and the two of them started arguing about the day prior. As Twi went and got dressed, I tried to calm Kit down and we chatted for a while, all seemed to be going okay. When I voiced that Twi is worried that one day he thinks Kit’s anger would get the best of him and he might attack someone, he confessed if he wanted to punch anyone it would be me. I was shocked at this and tried to turn it into a joke. He seemed miffed I didn’t take his threat seriously and went outside.

He was determined still when he got back, and said that Twi had been telling people that he would “Sacrifice” Kit for me. I presume in a figurative way and not the literal one with goats and stuff, but he never elaborated and Twi has no memory of saying this (And its not how he talked about Kit ever to me..) and went off again. Not before making himself into the victim again though.

Kit in typing this second message revealed to me he had read a private conversation Twi and I had the day previously. That he could only have possibly read by logging into Twi’s account.

For context: Yet again Kit had refused to listen to any problems Twi had been having that day with him, so I talked Twi down from being so upset and frustrated with Kit. After this I made a joke saying something like “Once again the day is saved by me!” I explained it was much easier to “save” him than it was Kit. Twi said it was much easier to “Save” me too, and preferred doing so than trying to save Kit because he knew I wouldn’t scream at him if he suggested anything. Before Kit left again he sent me this which I guess he thought was a clever “fuck you” to me but uhhh… I’ve no idea?

I thought it was a mean spirited joke, so I just sort of said if he’s insulting me it doesn’t upset me. Kit then said the joke was offensive to him (So why’d you fucking make it then??). I told him Twi isn’t gonna fuck anyone unless Kit was okay with it. (Not that I had plans to do so, it was a joke in response to his joke… self insult thing..) and told him to lighten up or I’d poison the KFC as an even more obvious joke. I got no response.

Twi and Kit went out to eat food, Twi gave Kit his phone to hold while at KFC because he often would forget or lose it in public places. Thing’s seemed fine, they got back however and started arguing in the car on the way back. Whatever it was about, Kit refused to back down as usual so Twi got extremely frustrated with him.

Twi got out and left Kit in the car, as he said he wanted to listen to music/something on the station he said he wanted to listen to. Twi went into the office, and sat down and told me what had happened over PM's. He was very frustrated and distressed, as he was starting to understand Kit didn't love him.

So I tried to cheer Twi up and made some jokes about how uptight Kit was. Things like how he really needed to stop acting like a wind-up toy with the key lodged in its ass, that sort of thing. What neither of us knew is that Kit had kept ahold of Twi’s phone, and logged into Twi’s discord on the phonewithout permission to do so, and watched us talking, saw these jokes I made, and that I had said me and my boyfriend were getting annoyed with how he’s being shitty and childish to everyone and expecting everyone to be nice in return, no consequences for his actions in sight. I suggested that he should try and take Kit to therapy.

He then snapped when Twi laughed at some of my jokes, he stormed into the house and accused Twi of cheating, and then started screaming that no one loves him. Twi attempted to tell him this wasn’t true, and Kit continued to yell and berate Twi for being “a whore.” (I thought Kit liked those though since that’s all he ever portrays women as ) Twi laughed in shock, and gave up, turned his back on him to go back into the office, and that’s when Kit smacked him in the back of the head, making his glasses fly off and onto the floor, the glass of one of his lenses popped out on the floor, and this caused his vision to go funny for a few seconds:

He blamed everyone else for what he just did, then demanded that Twi leave forever this time and that he’d never ever make art again and close his Patreon this is where this journal came from:

Sorry, it’s struck out, hopefully, you can still read this tantrum he had.

The rest of the chat me and Kit had that day is right here. He quickly started to do suicide baiting with me. Any attempts I made to point out the seriousness of what he just did aka physical assault was ignored. Then started implying Twi might have killed themselves to make me upset:

(I’ve lost close friends to suicide, so has Twi. It’s not a fucking joke or something you yell at your loved ones to scare them into obeying you. Anyone who does that is garbage. I was at a complete loss of what to say to this guy.)

(Rereading these, it honestly horrifies me anyone could talk so coldly about their partner of 7 years..)

So Twi left, apparently, this was him picking “Me over Kit” and not because he had just been assaulted and thrown out by Kit and his family, no that can’t be right, can it? Nah, obviously it was all of us who abused poor Kit.

Twi got shoved out the house late at night/early morning, and his screen monitor got cracked in the process. Twi went to a hotel to spend the night, crying and confused. I pulled an all-nighter to stay up and talk to him, advising him to be careful with his head and maybe stay up a bit later than normal to avoid concussion, and started to help him figure out the best journey home.

Kit, realized there was a good chance Twi was going to actually leave. Which meant he’d be alone with no one to beat up anymore.

He started messaging his discord frantically, saying that Twi needs to come back right now or he’ll kill himself and the fans will never get art ever again. Exploiting Twi's weakness of always wanting to please people. Twi caved in because he really thought he’d do it this time, and didn't want fans to hate him, and went back to him. All this did was cement in Kit’s head he could do whatever he wanted from here on out. He’d got to bully and abuse his partner and got away with it all. And I couldn’t do a thing about it.

Kit then made the new journal, demanding a ton of pity from all the fans, making it seem like it was just a little hiccup everyone! Nothing bad happened ever! Twi’s just soooo silly for trying to leave him for no reason, I really love him her! teehee! Kit and Twi are the best nothings wrong BTW thanks for giving me more money on patreon. I cried all night because of you guuuys. Feel free to blame Twi and speculate uwu

I'm never going to forget that day.

All while he played the victim to his fans, he bitched and moaned in private to us all, not even 12 hours later how he had to replace this monitor he just broke.

Honestly, I cried myself to sleep that night Twi went back, most of the day too. I was so worried for Twi’s safety every single day after that, I’d rush home from work and education to make sure he hadn’t been hit again. Or Worse. After this incident, I got in touch with one of Twi and Kits mutual friends, and they joined the chat and would more or less stop them fighting best he could while I wasn’t there.

Oh and you want to know what Kit told Twi, as to why he hit him? That he believed he had brain cancer that was making him violent because he got headaches a lot.

(Blocked out a bit of text that seemed far too personal and not public information I don’t think, so I wasn't sharing that)

I explained to Twi that its convenient he suddenly has Brain Cancer and has no side effects of hair loss, weight loss, vomiting, or any other of the horrifying side effect of this being left untreated for years. Just a nasty fucking temper. Twi quickly dropped it when he agreed that I was right but didn’t want to say in front of Kit. Weirdly enough, Kit never brought this up again to me after this day. Almost like he made it all up… (Twi has since corrected me that Kit has claimed on and off for years he had brain cancer because of the headaches he would get from staring at screens all day… It was the only reason he could come up with as to why he’d get head pain doing that…)

Twi said in the middle of an argument one day that he bet Kit would be happy if something happened to me. Kit agreed that he wished I’d just drop dead or die in a plane crash. Then got angry Twi was disgusted by that reaction, and angrier after that when he told me.

I just said “Thank’s for telling me” because I was just so shocked by this whole situation, I had no idea what else to say, and anything I did say would have resulted in a bad situation for Twi to deal with. He then tried to claim Twi said this to justify wanting me dead:

(Found these two screenshots in a folder when digging to see if I still had any, hence why they have current-ish dates on them) It got to the point I stopped being able to post my own art in my own server because just seeing anything I posted in there, even terrible anatomy practice scribbles or terrible first attempts at sprite art would cause him to get upset, and he’d tell Twi to leave him because in a couple of years my art would surpass his, then he’d stop making art and you can all guess what he’d say would happen after that by now. :l

Kits behavior got worse and worse towards everyone, not even his friend was safe from being treated like shit.

On the 31st of July I got home from work to get messages from Kit insisting that Twi had been trying to “fingerfuck“ him and didn’t allow him, but then kept saying that Twi was so mentally unstable he believed that Kit’s left hand was "Firecat" and uh... Well... No idea if it is anywhere else in the world. But Finger Fucking is slang for Fingering in the UK. So, here’s me at the late hours of the night thinking I’d just read some sexual assault claim about Kit’s ass and Twi having gone crazy on him.

Kit was adamant that he felt violated over these events too and wouldn’t shut up about it in my group chat, and Twi was so fed up with this childish behavior, he wasn’t talking in the group chat. So I spent my afternoon attempting to sort this out in PM’s.

“Autistic Robot Mode” is how Kit would describe Twi any time Twi got upset with Kit, and would attempt to ignore his temper tantrums while trying to calm down. I asked Twi to explain to me what had happened, he sent me this chat log that the two of them had an hour or so before I answered my messages. Twi attempted to talk to Kit about him taking things too far over him doing hand gestures with him, and Kit had “Firecat” to speak to him about rape.

I like how Kit's ignoring all Twi's points and trying to make this about consent.... Over hands touching. After being with him for seven years.

Never in my life, even from the most abused of people I’ve met over the years, have I ever. EVER heard of someone trying to tell people holding hands and doing silly gestures was similar to sexual assault. Twi brought up his understandable and valid concerns about Kit constantly pretending to be Firecat to justify his own actions. (And I’ve had one other person who’s known him IRL has also confided to me they said to him the best thing Kit could do for himself is stopping what he’s doing with Firecat, but he refuses to each time insisting it’d “Kill” Firecat. )

Finally one day after work on the 14th of August I’d had enough and stopped being nice back.

Kit got really angry at me over the stupidest fucking thing. I told him you can’t sell porn games on Steam. He tried to argue Hunie Pop was just porn. I explained that no, it was a game and it sold really, really well because it was an addictive puzzle game with cutesy anime girls in it doing lewd things and attractive Youtubers played it and pretending it was just like porn so dumb little 13-year-olds would buy it.

(Just incase anyone didn’t know what this was, here ya go)

He got madder because he couldn’t accept the game sold really well because it got taken down for a short period of time… Which happened years after it came out after it made its majority sales… I explained if it didn’t do really well it wouldn’t have gotten a spin-off game and a sequel in the works. Twi agreed with me, as did their friend and my boyfriend. This made his temper worse and worse. Because if you aren't with Kit, you are clearly against him.

Things soon escalated into Kit saying it was Twi and the friend’s fault that he would never get anywhere in life because a project fell through. (Which he never paid any of them to work on..) and that they were both useless and he hates the fact he even has to pay a tiny fraction of his earnings for Twi to write for him… Which I just found out he never did anyway!

Sorry for this interjection. But Twi has been reading and fact-checking this post for me before I post it, and he has explained to me that didn’t get paid once for working on the comics.

(Kit used to have a donation goal on his Patreon, and it said at around $300 he could then afford to pay Twi $50 a month. When this donation goal was met, Kit would go to pay Twi. But instead of just transfer money to his bank account and that’d be that, he’d go up in person then say things like “B-but remember I’m down on money this month, and/or I need it to pay for x and y. but if you really have to take it I guess.. I can go without... even though you have money..." basically, guilting him out of accepting money. Money that Twi had more than earned, and Twi didn’t have much money either but it didn't stop Kit pulling this. So Twi would refuse to take this money because he didn’t want Kit to suffer over bills because he genuinely loved him.)

So after Kit’s outburst, I’d had enough. I told Kit I was sick of him abusing everyone around him yet somehow still being the victim. And that how he treats everyone is disgusting. Especially Twi. His partner he apparently loves and treasures, but in reality, he only keeps him around for free slave labor. This is the only screenshot I have left of the chat, taken after we all told him to stop being an asshole to everyone and victimizing himself

(This resulted in this chat going down. This is the only screenshot I have left of the group chat, as my pc hard crashed a few months back, and I lost screenshots of logs I’d kept that I hadn’t backed up. The only reason I still had access to this was that it was in a folder I back up every month. (Black is the friend who joined the chat, Brown is me. Small bit blacked out is ex’s username.)

After this Kit lost it again with Twi.

Demanding again Twi stops speaking to me for a few months so they could “repair their relationship” Twi didn’t want to agree to this but felt he had to because Kit was in such a violent rage again. It lasted a couple of days before Twi fell into a deep depression. He was having panic attacks as frequent as five a day. And it dawned on him that this was his final attempt to isolate Twi from getting better and seeking help. Kit made no effort in this time to try and repair things with him either, and if anything ignored him even more.

Twi unblocked me around three days later and apologized for feeling he had to shut me out. I forgave him of course and we went back to talking like normal. Kit refused to join a new chat I offered to make and blocked me. He’d then spend his time getting angry whenever he saw Twi talking to anyone on discord. Even if it wasn’t me. He’d lose his temper if he so much as heard Twi typing. He’d blare loud music constantly at him or yell at him when he did something Kit didn’t like and would constantly watch him typing when he could, then claim innocence if Twi caught him out reading his messages.

If he was feeling particularly more abusive than normal, he’d lock Twi out of the office after screaming he was going to end it all, forcing Twi to sit and panic in the hall for hours on end before he’d emerge, perfectly fine and demand food.

This became Twi’s life for the next month, until near the end of September. Twi finally understood what a terrible situation he was in, and as he no longer had any feelings for Kit and hadn’t for a long time, only staying out of fear that Kit would do something to himself, and he had to leave no matter what Kit threatened to do.

So on September 21st Twi left Kit for good, walked out of his life and made his way back home. However, he still tried to speak to Kit as friends in hopes this would help him. Kit refused to acknowledge they had broken up at all for many days.

On the 24th When Twi tried to ignore him and keep making his travel across the US home, Kit then unblocked me and started to hound me. He lied about Twi wanting us to now “be friends.” I figured this was a lie and wasn’t having any of this behavior anymore. So I didn’t respond happily to him, and he quickly stopped pretending to be nice back. I was pretty rude, but also… I didn’t care at this point. Not after this shit I knew my friend was going through.

He accused us all of lying to him because Twi left him. Sorry “is Leaving” him. I guess him packing up and going three days ago and saying they had broken up isn’t clear enough. He also refused to apologize for anything he has said or done to anyone in my chat. He thinks saying sorry for hitting Twi was acceptable when he shows no remorse for it, only remorse that Twi left him. He got it into his head that I had abandoned my boyfriend for Twi too no matter what I’d said. We went round in a loop for a couple hours.

(I didn’t ask him to feel sorry for me. He just decided to talk about himself and explain how NOT sorry he is for anything he’s done.)

Twi woke up and came online, and confirmed what I had suspected.

I assured Twi everything was fine, and I didn’t want him to worry about me finally giving Kit a proper piece of my mind. But all while I was doing this, I gave Kit multiple chances to at least admit that he didn’t want to change or do things out of his comfort zone, because while I can’t stand lazy, partner abusing assholes. I can at the very least then go. “Well, at least you were honest about this.” But he never did, hence why in some screenshots here I am saying “You did it again.” because I kept telling him to stop making excuses for his actions and pinning everything on Twi or Depression.

So I brought up something that had been on my mind the whole duration I knew the two of them. If Kit was so deeply concerned about Twi’s mental state as he said he was. And was worried about his apparent inability to care from himself, or tell reality apart from fiction. Which he clearly thought after that whole ordeal about finger fucking... Why was he still parading Firecat around, and pretending she was his real girlfriend after all these years? Why would you do this if you really believed your partner of almost a decade had a psychotic break and needed constant care because they couldn’t consent to anything? (terrible spelling because I was trying to juggle five chats at once.)

Well because my friends, here’s a Spoiler Alert: He was the one with the delusions that needed feeding, and he never gave a rats ass about Twi’s mental health like he claims he did. He can argue all he wants about that. He insists he knows Firecat isn’t real, and fair enough, that much is obvious. But he still treats her like she is.. And that's my point to him. No one would give a rats ass about her if he didn't treat her better than those in reality. But no whenever I brought up a good point to him, he immediately deflected it and tried to blame Twi.

(Just asked Twi who all these 12+ people are in his head he apparently has. He explained they are characters he's told me about. Who he doesn't treat as real people nor have had verbal conversations with them, or anything similar to what Kit does with Firecat and I've never seen him do it. He just thinks and writes about them when stressed. Which he frequently was with Kit.)

Also, sorry anyone who’s ever jerked off to Firecat porn... But Kit finds it way creepier that any of you have ever openly lusted over Firecat, than the fact he treats his imaginary fuckbuddy better than real people. Again showing he cares more about fiction than anything else.

1. The previous context for this is that he thinks I’m the creepy human being because I dont call myself a furry, (I merely produce art for the community and thats as far as my involvement gets) and he tried to say that if Twi’s character is a Yoshi and mine is an anthro bird that’s creepy because...?

Keep in mind we weren’t together at this point either! He was trying to do more deflecting

I was gonna gloss over this. But after rereading this screenshot a few times, It’s really fucking hilarious and hypocritical him blurting this out as a desperate attempt to annoy me somehow, since Kit, I know that your current Condom Crusader comic is currently about a feral dog turning anthros into ferals and fucking them. Now I can only show small parts because I don’t want readers to vomit, (and in every panel there's weird dicks and gross looking wound looking pussies so I tried to crop best I could) but here we go, under the cut:

And your previous comics are either you and your dragsona fucking “feral” yoshis, or having THE Yoshi from Mario games fuck Princess Peach. Y’know a human on an animal?

“B-but Loopy! Thats just firecat! Shes not real. Kit would never do it himself-”

As well as art of yourself and Firecat as ferals, or one of you as a feral and the other anthro.

“Am I... PREGANTE?!“

Also fantastic art here if I must say my good buddy Kit, it’s been my reaction image of choice when someone mentions you this past week.

And I know around 70% of your Patrons and fans like ferals too. I spoke to a few of them to make this post. So tell me Kit, are they all creepy too? Oh and there is stuff I'm not gonna post here for legal reasons, but the stuff with Shippo? That stuff with Lilo and Stitch? Remind me who draws that? Those are clearly children getting done by or fucking animals Kit. Is that not creepy either? Lemme guess it’s only creepy unless you draw it or do it. Then it's perfectly fine, right? You never do wrong am I right? All this hatred and these names, this couldn’t be projecting...Could it?... Nah that's crazy.

(E621 is your friend if anyone really has to see proof, don't blame me if the FBI kicks down your door.)

2..Twi was only “Okay” with Firecat, because he thought it was some harmless fantasy and wouldn’t affect you negatively as a person, and wouldn't affect reality, because Twi is chill like that. (Kit’s only started being open that she's not real very recently from what I've seen. Again saying “Me and Cat” though...)

Anyway, In the end, I got so tired of this I blocked Kit, so he went back to harassing Twi.

He told Twi he was throwing up blood, he was going to die alone thanks to Twi if he didn’t get back here right fucking now. When he had given himself a stomach ulcer from constantly screaming and shouting after Twi left. He then started telling Twi frantically that his family were going to have him live with family friends until he calmed down, claiming "I was depressing them." so he ““needed”” Twi to come back and look after him, acting like that would be the end of him and he'd go homeless.

When this didn’t happen, Kit then started making alts to previous pictures of Firecat dressed as a Pink Yoshi's in some bizarre attempt to show he still loved Twi… This also didn’t work. Kit then went out of his way to draw a picture and send it to Twi, in an even bigger, creepier attempt to woo him back. All this did was frustrate Twi, as it was the last thing he wanted to see at this point.

Kit continued to pester and prod at Twi over the week, trying to find something that’d make him cave in and crawl back to him. Still refusing to acknowledge Twi had left him several days after the fact Twi told him REPEATEDLY that it was over:

(As you can see this screenshot I took of us talking was on the 26th of September. Five days later from the break-up. And two days after He spoke to me, determined Twi and I were now “mates” :l)

Kit directly after this, all while Twi was heading home, tried begging Twi to do sexual RP’s with him, insisting that he’d never get an erection again without him or something. And was disgusting and confused when every time Twi refused. Twi explained they are no longer together, and he doesn’t want to do them anymore.

So he started telling Twi that he’ll always love him. This pissed Twi off, but he refused to stop, often saying it hurt him too much to not say it. :l

Twi eventually got home with his family and tried to distance himself from Kit as much as he could while still working on that god-awful comic we still cringe at when we are reminded of its existence.

I almost left this out, but Twi mentioned it in his journal and should be elaborated on: He was often made to work on these comics after Kit was done screaming at him and verbally abusing him for long periods of time, often hours on end. Then after a rough plot was finally agreed on, scripts would be written out, then it was up to Kit to do the art. But Kit would then demand last-minute re-writes for minor or fabricated reasons after he’d drawn the pages. So if the comics ever read like a jumbled mess, now you know why. See, He’d always leave the faces ‘till last. You could see him do this on live streams, so at the last minute, he could then accuse Twi of being a shit writer because now the art didn’t match the script. It got so bad the last few months before he left, that Twi often was made to rewrite the whole script over, even if the first couple of pages had just been produced. These rewrites would take five to six hours each time he was made to redo it. The only comic I know this didn’t happen on was that Spike and Rarity comic he was paid to work on and it had been fully planned out before he could draw the pages, as it was a commission.

On this comic in particular, he was writing while still stuck with Kit, was the “Condom Crusader” prequel. Problems arose because Twi didn’t make the totes lovable Kitsune and Firecat more likable than Twi.

When in reality, what happened was Kit would draw the characters differently from the script and layout that was agreed on, on purpose because he wanted Firecat and Kit to always be rude to Twi because he loved that stupid love triangle plot where he was worshipped and seen as the cool cocky hero, and Twi got shat on for existing and bullied by him for no reason. A perfect reflection of their real relationship actually… Kit got really confused that no one found him likable in the comics after the changes he made, so he kept demanding worse and worse things happen to Twi as punishment, which only made fans sympathize with Twi more, thoroughly pissing Kit off. That’s not an exaggeration, that’s really why that comic got as dark as it did, go look at the earlier pages and comments. It was supposed to be the Eggmaker back story, but he demanded it became about Firecat five pages in because he always cared more about his fictional life and wife than his real partner, and was mad people were worried about Eggmaker.

So he made his real partner out to be a jealous psychotic rapist while he never did anything wrong ever.

Here’s one example I found, of him publicly getting annoyed and trying to nudge his fans into arguing with Twi.

Here is another making it into a joke that he fights with Twi, which I'm sorry, but when you have a fanbase that’s not okay to do. You are painting a colleague as the bad guy/idiot, and many people do latch onto that and take it seriously (a good example would be the “Goddamnit Ross” thing from GameGrumps, and how fans quickly took that too far.):

(I just noticed he posted that on the 27th of June. 6 Days later he hit Twi… )

Around the start of October of this constant bullshit Twi was enduring still from Kit whenever he was awake, I started to notice a difference in Twi. Whenever Kit wasn’t hounding him on Discord and it was just us talking, Twi was outgoing and happy. But the second Kit was awake and pestering him, Twi was always twitchy and aggressive, scared still even though he was on the other side of the country. But I couldn’t blame Twi when Kit was constantly sending him messages like this:

After that, I told Twi he needs to block Kit, because this wasn’t doing anyone any good. Not Kit, not Twi, not me, not their friends, not either of anyone’s family around them. At first, Twi argued against doing this and tried to speak to Kit one more time, but whatever was said in that conversation made Twi see the light, that Kit couldn’t be helped by Twi. That Kit wasn’t the prey in this situation, but a skilled predator luring anyone in he could. So Twi said his goodbyes and blocked him on Discord. A week later he blocked him on other sites too. Then took a step back from most of his social media because he knew the fallout would be immense if he stayed. Kit had all the fans, he could tell what he wanted. So he hoped if he was quiet he’d stop and leave us alone.

The change in Twi’s mood and mental state was almost instantaneous, he was still very anxious, abuse victims always are. But he was no longer looking around when in video calls like he was going to be hit or in danger anymore.

October 23rd I broke up with my boyfriend. Things weren’t working out with him anymore and I wanted to move forward with new experiences and start a new career path, etc. After a few hours of late night talking with Twi, Twi suggested that we try an online relationship together due to how close we’d gotten after he became single, and if it didn’t work out it’d be no big deal for either of us to walk away. I was concerned because I was fresh out of a relationship, and I didn’t know how a long distance thing would even work. So I thought about it for a couple nights.

On October 27th I decided to see if a long distance relationship with him could work. And we’ve been together since. We met for the first time in person on May 11th. We have our ups and downs, but we are very happy together, and slowly working on making things work in the future.

My Final words on this:

Kit, Twi does not want anything to do with you ever again. He doesn’t want to talk to you, be your friend, etc. Ever. Period.

Stop running around telling people you were justified for hitting Twi. It’s fucked up and laying a hand on anyone is never justified. Oh and Yes, I’m aware of that one time he pulled your headphones off of your head after you completely ignored him, then you stood up and shoved him into your desk as a response. Just because you made Twi say it was a justified reaction, doesn’t mean it’s true.

Please just leave us alone, we tried to leave you alone and mind our own business for over six months now, and make our own art in peace. You’ve gone around messaging people that you’re the victim, and how everyone betrayed you, and we’ve had enough.

I really hope that one day you seek out anger management classes or therapy for your problems, and then you can grow as an adult and have people around you.

My advice to start would be that it is best for you if you give up this whole thing with Firecat. Stop acting like she’s real, stop treating her better than how you treat real people. And yes, you do that, we all know it, because both people I know who know you In real life have told me that too, as well as a third person Twi informed me you met who you immediately got hostile with because they were his friend. They know how you would have conversations out loud with her. Among other things… Just give her up, and move on with your life. Go out and meet people in the real world. At a gaming convention or something, it’s fun and you wouldn’t stand out there.

If anyone still wants to support Kit, after all this then so fucking be it. I simply wanted people to be aware what he’s done to us and other people, because when people stay silent on these kinds of incidents, all it does is allow predators to do this again and again.

#kitsune youkai #firecat #kit #condom crusader #furry #artist beware #furries beware #f no furries #not safe for life #kitsune-youkai #18+#furries #furry drama #tw abuse #tw assault #inkbunny

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glowrioustrash · 7 years

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New Rules 2

Summary: Elena is back on the dating scene, whether she likes it or not. When she’s stuck on an awful date, she calls in the reinforcements.

Pairing: Eventual Dean Ambrose x OC

Word Count: 3500+

Warnings: Swearing

Author’s Note: We’re back at it again! Thanks to everyone who sent messages saying they’d like to see more Dean and Elena. I have plans for 5 parts so far, so we’ll see where that gets us.

Tagging: @castielscamander / @therealfivefeetoffuckingfury

Part 1

[To: Lexa Bear] 911!

Elena texted discretely under the table, not taking her eyes off the man in front of her. She smiled and nodded at the appropriate times but was hardly listening. Dale had been going on and on all night, rarely letting her participate in the conversation or asking for her input. When she had tried to comment, he seemed put out by her interruption. Even when the waiter came over to take their order, he’d ordered her a salad without asking what she wanted. Her patience was plummeting faster than a stripper’s bra during fleet week.

At the moment, Dale was recounting his “glory years” of being an “athlete.” He started out sounding like he’d been some star basketball playing on the amateur circuit, but it eventually dissolved into the truth: he was a glorified bench warmer that only made the team because of daddy’s generous cheques made out to the athletic department.

She kept her phone in her hand, hidden in her lap, waiting anxiously for it to ring with the saving call. Alexa should be calling any minute, faking an emergency so she could leave. It was girl code.

She felt her phone buzz, signaling an incoming text instead of ringing with a call. She itched to read it, but didn’t want to draw Dale’s attention to the fact that she was texting. Another text came in, followed quickly by a third. She gave it another minute and no phone call came through. She discretely slipped her phone back into her clutch.

“I’m sorry to interrupt,” she really wasn’t but she smiled politely, placing her free hand over his on the table. “But I need to duck into the washroom. I’ll be right back.”

“Sure thing, baby.” He answered, making Elena want to roll her eyes. Instead she nodded and got up from the table, taking her purse with her.

She leaned against the counter in the ladies’ room, trying to keep the pressure off her feet in their too-high heels. She regretted the effort she put into this outfit, only to have it wasted on this jerk. She pulled her phone out, checking the texts.

[From: Lexa Bear] Oh hell no [From: Lexa Bear] You can’t keep ducking out of every date we send you on [From: Lexa Bear] Give him a chance and don’t even try to get a hold of the other girls

Elena groaned, throwing her head back in frustration. Her friends had been setting her up on dates left and right, saying it was about time to get “back on the horse.” She wasn’t actively avoiding dating – they were on the road too much to start dating and she was focusing on her career – but the men her friends kept setting her up on blind dates with were all duds. Worse than duds.

[To: BAWSE] Sasha my love

She was partway through composing the second text, asking Sasha to give her the escape call when Sasha beat her to the punch.

[From: BAWSE] Nope

She was getting ready to try her chance with Bayley - surely sweet Bayley wouldn’t leave her hanging - when her phone buzzed again.

[From: Lexa Bear] I told you not to try we all agreed you’re seeing this date thru!!

Alexa had attached a screenshot from a group chat with the girls. Alexa, Nia, Sasha, Bayley all agreeing that they wouldn’t pull her out of this date. Elena resisted the urge to throw her phone, but just barely. What good were girlfriends if they wouldn’t bail you out of an awful date? Then again, without them she wouldn’t be going on 2 hours of listening to Dale��s athletic “career.”

She racked her brain for someone, anyone that would help her out that wouldn’t cave to Alexa’s imposed ban. She scrolled through her contacts, sighing in relief as she realized who would be willing to save her, Alexa’s wrath be damned.

[To: Ambrose] Dean [To: Ambrose] Babe [To: Ambrose] Deanie baby, sweetie pie.

She was ready to keep spamming him until he replied. She didn’t know what his plans were for the evening, so who knows how long that would take.

[To: Ambrose] Light of my life [To: Ambrose] Honey bunches of oats [To: Ambrose] Snuggle bunny [From: Ambrose] Dear god woman what??? [To: Ambrose] THANK GOD YOU ANSWERED [To: Ambrose] I need your help [From: Ambrose] Kinda hard to ignore 6 texts in a row [From: Ambrose] Whats wrong [To: Ambrose] You need to save me from this date [To: Ambrose] Wait 7 minutes and call me [From: Ambrose] Date where [To: Ambrose] Italian place on Seventh. Paul and Frankie’s [From: Ambrose] Ok [From: Ambrose] Why 7

Elena didn’t respond. She’d already been in the bathroom for quite a while and had to get back to the table. She wasn’t surprised to see Dale had ordered them each another drink. He seemed pretty set on getting her drunk, or at least tipsy. He’d been ordering her glass after glass of wine all night. Paired with the pitiful salad he’d ordered her, if she wasn’t careful the alcohol could definitely affect her more than usual.

“Sorry about that. There was a bit of a line.” She apologized, sliding back into her chair.

“You ladies certainly do travel in flocks, don’t you?” He laughed, an obnoxious fake laughter that made her think of country clubs and the stock market.

“I suppose sometimes we do.” She shrugged, thinking back to her flock that was abandoning her at this very moment.

“So, are you a chocolate kind of girl? We could split a desert.” He picked up the menu between them, looking it over. Elena was a chocolate girl, but she had no intention of splitting anything with Dale except for the cheque.

“You know I would love to, but I really shouldn’t. Gotta watch my figure to be on TV every week.”

“Yes, I remember the days of an athlete’s diet, although I’m sure our diets were drastically different. I had to intake so much protein-“ Elena stopped listening again, smiling and nodding.

Dale was even worse than Stephen, the angry blogger, who was slightly worse than Evan, the philosophy loving contrarian, who was worse than Greg, who had been wonderful but painfully gay. How Bayley had managed to set that one up, she’ll never understand.

She anxiously checked the clock on the wall. It had to have been at least 10 minutes since Dean agreed to call. What the hell was taking so long?

15 minutes and Dale was explaining the play he’d invented. Elena didn’t know much about basketball, but it didn’t sound that ground breaking.

20 minutes and he was explaining how he’d led the team to victory in the state championships – led in the sense that he’d given them a pep talk she was sure no one cared about, and refilled their water bottles.

25 minutes after texting Dean, Elena was ready to give up waiting on Dean. She was trying to come up with something she could say to get out as painlessly as possible.

A seat was pulled noisily from the table next to them, making Elena snap out of her thoughts. The chair was dragged to their table and spun backwards. Elena watched with wide eyes as Dean dropped himself into the chair, looking sorely out of place in his jeans and leather jacket.

“Dean?” She questioned. “What are you doing here?”

“In the neighborhood.” He shrugged, reaching across the table for her glass of wine, taking a good swig of it before pulling a face.

“Can I help you?” Dale scoffed.

“Nah, I’m good.” Dean waved him off before flagging down a waiter. “Hey! Yeah, can I get some whiskey over here? Jack if you got it.” He turned back to the two at the table, setting the wine glass down with distaste. “This shit’s awful.”

“I’m sorry, but who are you?” Dale all but squawked. Elena bit her lip to stop herself from laughing at his face.

“Dean Ambrose. Elena’s friend. You guys already eat? I could eat.” He looked around for the waiter he’d ordered the whiskey from.

“Well I’m sorry Mr. Ambrose, but this is a bit of a private affair.” Dale narrowed his eyes at Dean.

“Mr. Ambrose.” Dean snorted. “Have you ever heard anyone call me Mr. Ambrose, darlin’?”

“Can’t say that I have.” Elena grinned, finding it harder and harder to stop from laughing.

“You’re interrupting our date, Dean.” Dale pointed out, his face turning red.

“A date? Is this a date?” Dean faked dumb, pointing between the two of them. Even if Elena hadn’t asked for his help out of the date, anyone could have guessed what it was. The restaurant was dimly lit and full of couples talking quietly to each other. “Shit, that explains the jacket.” Dean reached over, flicking at Dale’s sports coat.

Elena couldn’t hold back anymore and burst out laughing at Dale’s reaction. He looked repulsed Dean had touched him.

“Elena, let’s go.” He stood, pulling out his wallet and tossing some bills on the table.

“Excuse me?” She quirked an eyebrow at his tone of voice.

“Shit man. Abort mission. Abort!” Dean stage whispered.

“Your friend is ruining our evening. I said let’s go.” He held his hand out for her and she just glared at it.

“I’m sorry, I missed the part of this evening where you became my father. You could try asking nicely.” She replied coldly.

“We were having a perfectly lovely evening before he showed up,” Dale sighed, making Elena roll her eyes. “Don’t let him ruin it. Let’s go somewhere else.”

“I think I’d rather not.”

The waiter brought over Dean’s whiskey, making the trio fall silent until he had stepped away.

“Whatever.” Dale scoffed, storming out of the restaurant. Dean held his glass in Dale’s direction, saluting him before taking a drink.

“Seems like a real charmer.” He drawled.

“You wouldn’t know charm if it bit you on the ass.” Elena shot back. “You didn’t have to be such a prick.”

“Am I doing you a favor right now or not?” He rolled his eyes.

“I asked you to call me, not show up.”

“More fun this way.” He smirked. “Got a drink out of it too.”

“Well hurry up and finish so we can leave. I’m dying for a burger.” She groaned.

“Didn’t you just eat?”

“He ordered me a salad! Wouldn’t hear anything different. I saved calories all day to eat something good tonight so I’m getting my damn burger.” She ranted.

“Yes m’am.” Dean mock saluted before tossing back the rest of his drink.

“Where did you park?” Elena asked as they got outside.

“Took a cab. Figured you drove.”

“No, Dale picked me up at the hotel.” She groaned.

“Well, let’s go then.” Dean shrugged, walking down the sidewalk.

“Dean.” Elena huffed, following him at a slower pace due to her shoes. “Can’t we catch a cab back?”

“We’re not that far.”

“I don’t have a jacket.” She pointed out. The dress she was wearing was thin with spaghetti straps. It wasn’t too cold out, but the fall air held a bite to it. She could tell she would be cold by the time they made it to the hotel. Dean took off his jacket, tossing it at her. Once he was sure she’d caught it and was starting to put it on, he kept walking.

“Dean.” She whined again.

“What now?” He laughed.

“Slow down. Do you see the size of my heels?” She pouted. He stopped walking again, turning to look at her shoes. The stilettos accentuated her legs, but were making her walk at almost half her usual pace.

“Darlin’, NASA can see those things from space.” He teased.

“Rude.” She scoffed.

“Why you wear those if they’re so hard to walk in?”

“They make my ass look great.” She shrugged.

“I’ve seen you in your ring gear. You don’t need ‘em.” He grinned as she caught up to him.

“Aww, that might be the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me.” She joked. He rolled his eyes and started walking again, this time trying to match her pace. His patience didn’t last very long.

“That’s it! Hop on.” He turned around, taking a knee in front of her.

“What?”

“It’s gonna take us all year at this rate. Climb on.”

“My dress is gonna ride up.”

“Well it’s a good thing you’re wearing my jacket then, isn’t it? Get on.”

Elena huffed but wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He stood, lifting her easily and holding onto her legs. She released one arm to make sure the jacket was covering her.

“Hold on, would ya?” Dean grumbled.

“I’m sorry, would you rather my ass be hanging out for the world to see?” She shot back, wrapping her arm back around him.

“Honestly?” He teased and she swatted him on the shoulder. “Don’t ask questions you don’t want answers to, El.”

“Did you eat yet?” Elena asked after they’d walked for a minute.

“Nah.” Dean shook his head.

“Well, I kinda owe you for saving me.”

“And carryin’ your ass.”

“And carrying my ass.” She laughed. “Wanna hang out in my room? We’ll order room service and see what shitty movies are playing?”

“Sounds like a plan.” He agreed.

“I’m gonna get the biggest burger they have.” She groaned at the thought, nearly drooling.

“Make it two, and don’t forget the fries.”

“Well duh.” She smirked.

Dean carried her all the way to her room, both of them laughing through the strange looks they were getting in the hotel lobby.

Elena opened the door, letting Dean in before kicking off her heels with a groan. She flexed her feet, leaning against the dresser for a minute.

“You act like you just walked a mile in those.” Dean teased.

“I did.” She smirked.

“Were you carryin’ me or was I carryin’ you? I did all the walking here.”

“I have no recollection of this.” She shook her head, moving to her suitcase.

“You’re such a brat. See if I help you outta a shit date again.” He threatened.

“I don’t plan on having anymore shit dates. I’m not letting the girls send me on another blind date ever again.” She huffed, pulling out sweatpants and a tank top. “I’m gonna get changed, you order the food.”

Dean mock saluted and picked up the menu next to the phone as she closed the bathroom door. He ordered them each a burger and a side of fries before kicking off his own shoes and getting comfortable on one of the beds. He flipped on the TV and started browsing through what was on.

Elena came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, her face clear of make-up and hair in a messy bun. She launched herself onto the bed beside Dean.

“Food’ll be about 20 minutes.” He told her.

“Ugh, too long.” She groaned, flopping onto her side.

“You’ll survive.” He chuckled.

“You don’t know that.”

“Mmm, pretty sure I do.”

“What’s on?” She asked, sitting back up to look at the TV. He shrugged and handed her the remote. She started flipping through the channels herself.

“Beer?” Dean asked, heading to the in room minibar.

“Yes please.” She replied, not looking from the screen. Dean nodded, grabbing them each a bottle.

“Oooh!” She squealed, making Dean look to the TV. The screen was showing some old black and white movie.

“What is it?” He asked, sitting back down and handing her one of the bottles.

“The original House on Haunted Hill with Vincent Price.” She set the remote down, taking the beer instead.

“Ugh, horror movie?” He groaned.

“Oh hush. It’s so old it’s not even scary anymore. Trust me, it’s funnier now than it is scary.” She pouted exaggeratedly at him.

“Fuckin’ fine.” He huffed, getting comfortable.

Dean couldn’t help but laugh at the movie. She was right, this might have been scary when it was originally released but by today’s standards it was just funny. The food arrived shortly and they dug in, Elena devouring her burger while Dean went for the fries.

“This is so good.” She moaned around a mouthful of food. Dean shook his head with a grin. “Fuck salad.”

“Fuck salad.” Dean agreed, munching on the fries.

“Who even does that? Orders for someone, but not anything they actually want.” She huffed.

“He’s a tool, don’t even think about ‘im.” Dean dismissed.

“I have no idea why Sasha set me up with him.” She rolled her eyes. “They’re really scraping the bottom of the barrel.”

“What’d I just say?” He scolded, throwing a fry at her.

“Hey!” She glared. “Don’t get crumbs in my bed.” She picked the fry up and ate it. Dean just threw another in response.

“You’re lucky we’re in my bed or I would absolutely retaliate.” She grumbled. “I don’t wanna wind up sleeping in food.”

“Steal the other bed.” He shrugged, throwing another fry.

“Stop!” She threw the fry back. “That’s Bayley’s bed.”

“And she’s where, exactly?”

Elena paused, thinking about it. She pulled her phone over to check on her. It was getting fairly late, late enough that Bayley was usually relaxing in their room by now. She hadn’t heard her phone go off, but there was a text waiting. It must have come through while she was changing.

“Apparently she’s giving me the room for the night in case I wanted to bring my date back.” She grimaced. “Like I’d ever bring Dale-“ A fry hit her in the face and she stopped, growling before taking the pickle she’d picked off her burger and throwing it at him.

“Hey!” Dean shouted, wiping the pickle juice and condiments off his face with his hand. “You tryin’ to blind me?”

“You started it.”

“Yeah, with harmless fries. Not a pickle, you damn animal.” He huffed.

“Aww, muffin.” She cooed sarcastically.

“Damn straight, muffin.”

She shook her head at him and handed him a napkin. They fell back into a companionable silence, watching the shitty effects of the movie. Once they were finished eating, Dean moved the dishes out to the hallway to be picked up. When he got back to the bed, Elena curled up with her head on his legs.

“Thanks for saving the night, Dean.” She smiled.

“Yeah, it was nothin’.” He shrugged.

“No really. Not just saving me from the date, but hanging out. Watching a cheesy movie with me and all that. Beats sitting in my room alone.”

“Anytime.”

They watched the movie through to the end, Frederick Loren explaining what he knew all along. Dean scoffed at the ending, looking down to find Elena half asleep in his lap.

“El, I should probably get going.”

“No, stay.” She whined sleepily, snuggling into his thigh. “Have a sleepover with me. We haven’t had one in a while.”

“A sleepover?” He questioned.

“Mmhmm.”

“You’re pretty much asleep already.”

“Mmhmm.”

“So what am I s’posed to do?”

“Be warm.”

“Use a blanket.”

“Nu-uh. Not the same. You’re cuddlier.”

“I swear to god if you start tellin’ people I’m cuddly-“

“Shhh, won’t tell.” She cut him off, blindly reaching up to try to hold a finger to his lips but just ended up poking him in the face.

“Alright, alright. Jesus… Can we at least switch beds? I don’t think we found all the fries.”

Elena shook her head in response, not intending to move anytime soon. Dean sighed and carefully lifted her head, moving out from under her to stand. She huffed and pouted at the movement. He pulled back the covers on the opposite bed before picking her up.

“I coulda done that.” She huffed, curling into his chest.

“Yeah, sure you could. You were chompin’ at the bit to move.” He rolled his eyes, setting her into the bed.

“Where you going?” She asked as he moved to leave instead of getting into the bed.

“Relax, I’m just getting the light.” He told her, flipping the switch. He grabbed the remote and brought it over, setting it on the night stand next to his phone and wallet. After checking his alarm was set for his morning workout, he climbed into the bed. Elena rolled into him, snuggling into his chest as soon as he settled.

“G’night Dean.” She murmured.

“G’night El.” He answered, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. He didn’t know if she fell asleep immediately, but that was the last thing she said to him. He wasn’t tired yet, so he turned the TV volume low and channel surfed for a bit.

He looked down at Elena when she snuffled in her sleep. That Dale guy had been a prick and he was glad she hadn’t stayed on the date with him. She deserved better than Dale or her scumbag ex. He didn’t even understand how that guy could have left her for another woman. She was witty and could hold her own in an argument. She’d looked just as good tonight in her sweats as she had dressed up at the restaurant. Elena was caring but tough as nails when she had to be. She didn’t need anyone to take care of her, but damn if she didn’t deserve someone who would. Someone like-

Dean froze. He could practically feel his train of thought crash into a brick wall in a ball of fire.

Well fuck.

Part 3

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throneuniversity-rpg · 6 years

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Good afternoon, hope you’re all enjoying yourselves. I wanted to address receiving a screenshot of Throne and myself being brought up at another RPG which is a complete rip off of Throne down to the many FCs introduced here that show up there moments after debuting here; because it’s only obvious how much their rules, formats, apps, etc are from here. And that in itself is fine. Imitation is a form of flattery and I know not everyone can be as creative as others.

I’ve been stalked and harassed by these same people for years before they were kindly asked to leave for the millionth time which they finally did but not without still creating characters here to stalk and copy everything. Now, if you don’t know what TU is TU is your example and your mother roleplay. You don’t usually post anons regarding Throne or other RPs we have been made known about, that you steal from so why now would you post an anon regarding us? Especially when the message was private for members only? You and the anon are bothered. But thank you for the advertisement. For years, I took the higher road as the main admin and let it slip by while others lied and threw tantrums over nothing. I could have simply exposed every single person but that’s not how you run a successful RPG. Throne is talked about by many people with good sense and rph’s message the account telling us how much they love Throne and how I have set the bar for how to run and maintain an RPG. As for why I mentioned closing down TU, I’m simply over role playing and like I told you before yall ran off to send an anon, everyone is free to join your xerox copy of an RPG and the many wonderful ones sitting in the tags. It’s no hard feelings. At the end of the day it will still feel like they’re at TU since everything is pretty much the same down to the members. So instead of trying to make yourself feel like you won something, be grateful and happy you might gain new members. But some people IQs are so low they don’t know a good thing when it’s staring in their eyes. My characters have always brought the entertainment. They’ve always kept your characters in something and always kept the RPG fun. Isn’t that why most of you stayed on aim and other chat groups spending time you can never get back, wondering who I play just so you can link up with them? You can’t even hate right. The hate became obsession and love. And since I’ve practically raised most of you from high school to college, you’re welcome and I truly love you too, but you need to get over it. Roleplaying is a hobby. A hobby is for fun. There’s also fun outside of the internet. Make real life friends and connections and you’ll know that for yourselves. Throne can remain open for the next 10 years and it’ll still have loyal members and some of yours who keep coming back and forth here. You better ask your friends that return under their real aliases. You better ask your coadmin herself. You still operate in the mindset of a child who’s immature and that’s okay, I raised you so I’ll mother you. I raised a lot of people. You clearly don’t know your black role playing history because I created this lane; twice. I opened the first urban/majorly black roleplay on the internet. Before then role playing was for the white kids and not as you know it to be. The reasons you go on forums to role-play and the way they’re formatted is because of me and my ideas. You better find an old head and ask about me. The same way Throne was the first of its kind and now many others take after it including yourself. Tumblr RP original style is not the way Throne is and has always been. Just to remind you how much you're hating but again enjoying something from the fruits of your obsession. Guaranteed and please believe that my current character has enough drama and enough of a plot to keep going on and on. If you and others want Throne to keep its lights on you'll just have to keep roleplaying, be active and participate like I said in the message. I don't mind keeping it open, just don't expect me to get online every day to babysit anyone. I have other real life interests and kept Throne so that its loyal members who I really appreciate, can have fun in a place they enjoy being at. Why don't you advertise in their private messages if you want them to join Death Row so damn bad? It's not like you're below doing do, you did it to get the members you have now. Again, don't mention TU ever again or I can show you how petty the main admin really is. Appreciate the class and maturity that has been set as an example for you and understand that many people do not like you or your copy catting or bashing. You just have to ask WeChat roleplayers for that tea. I will go back to playing nice again and I'll only address you to change your diaper my child. Just because TU never responds to negativity does not mean it's a free for all. Mind yourselves. You don't run anything when you wait on our command first. New Years development anyone? Enjoy your RPG and stop worrying so much about what's going on here if it's green pastures over there. Otherwise, you're showing how badly we control your mind. For that you need to breath, stretch, shake, let it go. To the members who are unsatisfied enough to “send anons” to other RPGs about us, please understand no tears will ever be shed by you leaving. You must not be contributing a single thing here if you felt messy enough to do so. I've had many successful RPG's that all ran 3+ years each. I can go into boredom again and create another one. But I'm over it, when you've done something for so long, it gets stagnant. Throne is open because the loyal members roleplay every single day and keep it going, that's really it. So they get all the credit. If you don't like it, leave. If you love it, join. We always accept new members and characters. You're free to play out your roleplaying plots and fantasies all day, as long as you're not breaking any rules. It's simple. We hope you all have a nice day and to the hit dogs: Holler on!

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pigeonacademic · 7 years

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The Welcome Home characters: The Protagonist: Dr. Jeremy: A really sweet therapist who has worked with the protagonist for a while, and moves away, so the protagonist gets a new therapist. Danielle: The person the protagonist communicates with via paper airplanes and messages in a bottle who climbs into the window to greet her friend. Dr. James: The seemingly kind, but creepy therapist and twin brother of Jeremy. Murders children and certain people he deems fit for it

@ufolotus @diaroon my writings

Paperwork with tiny print was a strain on the eyes, and Emeritus didn’t exactly have eagle-vision. His nose bumped against the paper so many times that he didn’t notice he had a black smudge on the tip until Adrian pointed it out to him during break.

“Do they let the ink dry before they send the papers out?” The brunette chuckled, watching his mentor angrily wipe at the smudge. Emeritus gave him a dry look, reaching for a napkin and wetting it with some coffee. “Sometimes they don’t wait long enough for it to dry; these papers used to be hand-written when there were fewer members on the team, but now they’ve been using the printer, and a shitty one at that.” The blond dabbed his nose, checking to see if the ink was coming off. He handed the younger man the napkin. Adrian took it gratefully to clean his own fingeres, glancing at the other letters they had to read. “Perhaps we should leave them here until they dry?” It wasn’t a bad idea, Emeritus had to give the man that. He went over to the window, opening it.

"Briney waves crash around your body and you pretend to be powerful. Stardust falls upon your shoulders and you pretend to be ethereal. there’s a spark in your eyes and you pretend to be untalented. The fires of the factory speak to you, and you pretend to be at peace."

A decade could be cruel, especially behind the barbed wire fences and looming prison, which, while looking soulessly dull on the outside, gave an omnious feeling with its tall dark windows, and flashes of orange as prisoners were herded to their cells from the mess hall, and in some cases, to the last room they'll ever be in. Hobble had picked up a few scars along the way, and a serious smoking habit. As she stood at the pickup-spot, she shielded her lighter with her hand to keep the chill autumn wind from blowing the fire away, the flame lighting up her aged features. She long accepted she wasn't young anymore, and the added stress of that place didn't help. BEEP BEEP! The pickup-bus had arrived-the woman had to blink several times to make sure she was seeing a bus, they had become nearly extinct after the war- and stared at the driver as he pulled up alongside her, opening the door. Hobble quietly got on and sat a few seats behind the driver, pulling her tattered, faded hat snugly down over her head. God, she was glad it still fit after all these years. "First day out, hm?" The driver asked, adjusting the mirror to look at her. She had noticed he was a stocky man who had a shadow of a beard, as if he had skipped a day shaving, and a periwinkle blue uniform, with a matching cap in which she presumed most of his long curly hair had been tucked under, judging by the few strands peeking out.

She nods from her seat; she didn't really want to make small-chat with anyone at the moment. He started to drive away, the prison getting smaller and smaller the further they went into the countryside, where the dead trees and yellow grass were slowly intergrating into lush greens and the golden, rustic colors of fall. "So, where do you want to go?"

Hobble thought for a moment; where would she go? If her parents were still alive, they would have most certainly moved, and she doubted that rickety house would be standing. As for that place, Hobble was sure a bunch of vagrants made it their own hideaway spot. She might visit it sometime in the future, but now was too soon.

"Anywhere." She looks up at him in the mirror. "Anywhere but here."

The bus sped on, and Hobble found herself looking out the window, the scenery becoming more wild and beautiful with each passing moment; she almost felt at peace. A flash of red startled the woman as it stuck to the window, but on closer inspection, it wasn't an autumn leaf like she thought. It was a red butterfly, clinging to the glass as it enjoyed it's free ride, beautiful red wings fluttering in the breeze. Seeing that butterfly reminded her of Emeritus, and his last words to her; how he spoke so fondly of that particular type of butterfly. She had thought it more than odd, but now she could see what he meant, now she was seeing it for the first time. But thinking about him or what happened doesn't matter now, Hobble thought, softly smiling at the butterfly as it spread it's wings and took off into the clear blue skies, fading off into a tiny red dot. What matters most of all, is the present.

Piper's Papers.

- Do I remember Breedwell Road?

I remember it quite well; how could I forget the place where my life was the happiest, and where my life also ended?

"(Player1) shares a hug with (Player2) before stabbing them in the back with a dagger."

(Player1) and (Player2) share a kiss.

(Player1) kisses (Player2) before stabbing (him/her2)

(Player1) sits in a tree and flicks acorns at (Player2) (Player1) holds (Player2) as (he/she2) dies

(Player1) steals (Player2) 's food and blames it on (Player3)

(Player1) flirts with (Player2) . (Player2) slaps (him/her1) and walks away.

(Player1) flirts with (Player2) who is a giggly, blushing mess. (Player1) kisses (Player2) sweetly. A heartbroken and enraged (Player3) murders (Player1)

(Player1) tries to convince (Player2) to hook up with (Player3). It does not succeed and (Player2) feels dejected.

(Player1) tries to convince (Player2) to hook up with (Player3). It succeeds, and (Player2) and (Player3) spend the day together.

Its hard for me to put into words what I want to say. I'm not the best wordsmith; most of the time whenever I start to write, I can't really find a way to express want I want to say. I really miss you, but I'm glad you're safe at home, away from this. It's been very cold here; these creatures have the home advantage on their planet, being used to temperatures that would rival even the coldness of Yellow Diamond's heart, and are used to scurrying across the rocky land. Where we plod, they gallop. They've picked off several others already. They're smart too; they already figured out that shattering us won't allow us to regenerate, and make off with what pieces they can to assure we can't bring them home. I can see their eyes glowing beyond the floodlights; they're waiting for us to let our guard down. Their ghostly howling is enough to scare the most hardened among us, and we can hear them clawing at the sides of the ship, and in the morning we find deep scratches along the fuel tanks. Our commander has been given orders to retreat, but there have been delays. None of us may make it home.

Introductions: Show off your gemsona! Weapon Summon: What’s their weapon? How do they summon it? Background: What’s their story? Crystal Idol: Your gemsona magically gets to hang out with the canon Gem they most admire! What happens? Purple P and Tiger M: Jump into the ring! What’s your gemsona’s wrestling nickname and costume? (Could they take on Purple Puma?) Special Talents: Is there an element or aspect of nature your Gemsona can control? Or: What’s something only they can do? The Homeworld: What’s their relationship to the Gem Homeworld? Distance Model: Draw your gemsona’s distance model! (x) Cracked Gem: Uh oh! Their gem’s got a crack in it! Change of Heart: A villain’s turned hero and a hero’s turned villain! Or: Your gemsona now has the opposite personality! Dream Team: Show off your other gemsonas! Or: If they’re a loner, introduce your gemsona’s friends! Alt Outfit: Design their space suit, beachwear, or ‘pilot’ outfit! A Day in the Life of: What’s an average day look like for your gemsona? Challenger Approaching!: Your gemsona’s caught in a fight! Is their opponent a monster? Another gem? Or something else? Regeneration: Whoops! What’s their new outfit? Hanging with Humans: Imagine your gemsona hanging out with some of the humans from Beach City! Does your gemsona get along with humans? Fusion Frenzy: Quick! Fuse with someone! Shapeshift: What kind of shapeshifting do they do? Can they shapeshift into objects? Animals? Can they only transform a part of their body? Steven Style: Draw your gemsona in the style of Steven Universe! Or: Have your gem play ‘Steven Tag’! Loyalty: Your gemsona was loyal to the Homeworld at some point… What was their role there? Or: If your gemsona’s never been to Homeworld, who are they loyal to? Monster Gem: What’s their corrupted form? Rebellion!: Where was your gemsona during the Gem Rebellion? Same Gem? Same Gem!: There’s sure to be at least one other gemsona with the same gemstone as yours. Draw them together! Outfit Exchange: Snag another gemsona’s or a canon character’s outfit! Historic Site: Your gemsona visits an old gem site… With the Gems: Imagine your gemsona as a Crystal Gem! Stars In Your Eyes: Show off your gem with Steven’s trademark ‘starry-eyed’ look! ٩ ( ✪͈̀ ᗜ ✪͈́) ۶ Guess Who?: Come up with a fake Steven Universe episode introducing your gemsona! Or: draw your gemsona on a screenshot from the show. Favorites: Draw some of your favorite Gemsonas!

Concept

Shifty catches Apatite and Topaz dancing, then fusing, and took photos. Later on threatens Apatite about exposing the two, and considering Topaz is a lower-class gem and a Off Color, he'll be shattered. He holds this over Apatite's head and uses it to get him to do things for him, all in the hopes of framing him and getting him off the group.

"Oh..now normally, fusion between two different gems don't bother me, but you know how everyone else is." He holds up the photographs, smirking. "It would be a shame if these got out, blowing around the gempire, hm? Oh, no worries, you're safe, its your signifigant other who will be in danger; may I say, he would be shattered for this kind of behavior." Apatite looks horrified; the other notes this with pleasure. "You'd do anything to keep him safe, right? How much do you love him?"

Fur Elise: Showcases Apatite and Emerald's bond, especially over music. Emerald is more lively and spry, while Apatite is the softer and gentler melody.

Hitman Mission: Topaz and Red Coral are on their infilteration mission on another planet. They must avoid being seen by the other creatures there, and have been given orders to kill if needed. They should not alert anyone else to their prescence.

This Is Where I Belong: The gems are either going to Earth, or they are returning to Homeworld. Both places could be home. Homeworld would obviously hold stronger ties, for they lived there for so long. But hey, I've moved more than fourteen times, what do I know what a home is, and what one feels like? I have no idea, but they'd find a home someplace, whatever a home feels like.

Santa Monica Dream: Emerald is lying on a bed, staring at the wall. It's a late-summer, early autumn day, with golden sunlight filtering through the window. He is thinking, hugging the pillow.

Mary Shaw theme: Emerald is exploring a creepy house with Angel Aura; they see movement which prompts them both to get the fuck out of Dodge. They get lost and they have to try and find their way out. Unbeknownst to them, it's only Red Coral being Major Dickhead.

Dirty Little Secret: Each of their gems have their secrets; the sequence shows what they are. Emerald is almost caught doing his, and so is Red Coral.

Mr. Saxobeat: Red Coral is dancing to this song, and he tries to get the others to join him. Emerald is dragged into it, but he sneaks away while Red Coral is trying to land a difficult move. Apatite just shakes his head and leaves with Angel Aura. Topaz stays because he feels bad for Red Coral.

Lone Digger: The gems go out on a Friday night on Earth. They see some....interesting sights.

Circle Backwards: Apatite is in his office, looking out the window and down at the rest of what remains of his old squadron, still active with training. He misses spending time with them, and is writing letter after letter to try and reconnect. Only one or two reply.

Roll The Dice: Emerald is dragged along on an outing with the others, and they try to get him to let loose. It takes a while, but he starts having fun. They go sight-seeing before going to a dance club. He practically kills it on the dance floor-or makes a fool of himself, but still has a epic time anyways with his friends.

Mohombi Maraca: Red Coral crashes a pool party. He may or may not start a dance-off with someone, before Topaz picks him up and carries him away.

Party Rock: Emerald has no patients for the day, so he's just being bored around the office before deciding to why not dance?

Room of Angels: {REDACTED} {REDACTED} It has to do with Yellow Diamond and Pink Diamond. (Hint: The song sort of explains)

Durmstrang: Topaz is training with the other Topazes. Their session is intense, and Angel Aura is a little intimidated watching them, and hides out on the roof of another building.

Cleopatra: We see a different form of Apatite from a few thousand years ago.

Good Time: Gems getting ready for their day, breezing through their work day before waiting for night to fall so they can go do together whatever gems do when they want to have fun. Maybe there's a gem-rodeo with creatures from another planet, maybe they attend that, and Red Coral double-dares Angel Aura to participate.

To All Of You: The Gems are on Earth, and Emerald takes the day with Topaz to explore the town together. (Still debating on whether they should go to Beach City or in Alabama, because I feel pretty strongly for both)

Stamp On The Ground: Gem dance-competition. Apatite is surprisingly good at this one, and even sheds his usual attire to make it easier for him. (Relax, he's wearing something under that.)

Run Boy Run Instrumental: Basically, I like to think that gems like Topaz were most likely shattered for being malformed. (Backed up by what we just saw in the recent episodes) Since its before the rebellion, gems like him are sent off to be shattered. He gets scared and escapes, while those gem bots are after him. Soon he finds a gem who helps him hide. Then it cuts to the rebellion, where any remaining gems that were strong enough, no matter how 'off-color' they are, are recruited, and he's one of them. Cue a military training montage.

Candyman Theme: It's autumn on Earth, and Emerald is enjoying it.

Die Young: The gems accidentally crash a school dance, but nobody cares. (I might also make an appearance in this one!)

Faceoff SYFY Theme: The gems each show off their weapons in dramatic reveals. May even do a little show with them.

You're So True: Topaz and Emerald adventures, both on Homeworld and on Earth.

Boats and Birds: More of the relationship between Emerald and White Diamond.

Yeah, Red Coral's a little surprised at that one .

"He's..drowning me?"

"It's just a dream, it doesn't mean anything."

"but look at how happy he is! that's the biggest i've ever seen him smile!"

"IT'S JUST A DREAM, RED CORAL."

Weston school antics: Gregory draws other students a lot, and yes, nudes included. Cheslock snuck a look through his art book once and was scarred. Greenhill is an animal lover and will cross the street to pet a dog. Redmond is embarassed of his uncle and hates his coddling. Joanne has a pet turtle named Bronte. Maurice once tried to humilate him in front of other students in the lunch room. "What's the difference between you and Bronte? At least Bronte comes out of her shell!" Cheslock was PISSED He grabbed Maurice by his collar and shook him. "WHAT DID YOU SAY YOU LITTLE SHIT!?"

Maurice screamed like a T Rex to get a reacher's attention Cheslock got detention, Maurice got a stern-talking to.

Lawrence studies with the door shut and he hisses at anyone who tries to interrupt Clayton drinks a lot of coffee before studying

I got some ideas with White Zirconia and Pearl. Basically, you said he gaslights, right? Master manipulator. So let's say Pearl screws up, and she's punished for it, and the whole time he's berating her on how its her fault and if she didn't mess up all the time he wouldn't have to punish her, because he 'hates' doing that. Then he probably brings up all the privileges she might have as his Pearl that other Pearls don't get the luxury of having, like intermingling with other gems in her free time instead of constantly being at his side?

Yeye! A sort of "I treat you so well, yet you're never happy. You're such an awful Pearl; you never even laugh or smile". So basically, you got it 100% right! Also, the Distortionist isn't my headcanon voice, it's just a song that fits WZ really :'D I already told you this, but Tim Curry is my headcanon White Zirconia voice. I don't know why, I just think it fits '-';

I imagine Pearl was at least acquaintances with the other Zirconia's Pearls, who I should probably draw sometime-- maybe even the Diamond's Pearls, too, since Zirconias are so close to the Diamonds. I also like the idea of "Pearl Parties" where a bunch of Pearls belonging to high-ranking Gems can get together and enjoy themselves (while some of the Gems still monitor them, of course). I think that in order to appear normal, WZ probably let her go to at least one.

Also, adding onto that, I have a headcanon about Yellow Diamond's Pearl. During the rebellion, our Pearl wasn't the only Pearl to revolt-- lots of others did. Most were shattered, but some became CGs or simply hid in the colonies. In paranoia and distrust, YD had her original Pearl shattered and had a replacement made, which is why our Pearl didn't recognize her.

pearl parties typically involve live music (i think angelite would serve as the main "musician race" because angels play harps, but if you have suggestions for other musician gems, i'd love to hear!), movie showings (any gem can be an actor, but typically they use obedient gems from a very abundant race or high ranking gems who basically pay for their roles), as well as friendly chitchat and possibly jade massages? yeah.

as for how the pearls act, it really depends on their owner. however, since CG pearl was WZ's, the others would probably treat her really well because they know of the power her owner holds. pearl, i think, would be a little flustered and embarrassed by attention, but it's good to be able to dance and show artwork without having to worry about being blatantly insulted

"You took away everything I had!" Apatite felt his throat tighten, feeling himself tremble. "What more do you want from me!? My position, my friends, Topaz-whatever you want, you already have it! You knew I never stood a chance against you for any of this-"

"That's the sad part." Shifty interjected, leaning over to stare into the other's eyes. "You did once." "It was your decision to let the chips fall where they may. It's your own fault you lost everything."

{Topaz Comic} "THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING ELSE WE CAN DO FOR HIM!" "He will still suffer! Even if there was a way to make him docile in this state, he'll still be in agony. Putting him down is the only humane thing we can do for him right now."

"BUT HE'D BE AL-"

"You can't get hung up over that! I know he's your best friend, but its cruel to let him suffer!"

Comics: hmmm... topaz with a cracked gem undergoing some severe deformations? given his size, there's plenty to work with :Uc and if you dont mind more suggestions, you could do like a small sidecomic where red coral has to stall apatite outside the infirmary/emerald's room/wherever topaz and emerald are and apatite is getting increasingly frustrated "why won't you let me see him!?"

bumblebee agate, dragon's vein agate, fire agate, olive fire agate, montana agate, moss agate, cotton candy agate,

and the bonus panel(s) are" Everyone comes out of their trance-IT WAS ALL RED DIAMOND'S DOING!! Everyone just tackle-hugs Topaz, he had no idea what made them so upset FLASHBACK ON WHY SHE DID IT:

-Apatite disturbed RD to deliver a message and didn't apologize enough -Red Coral beat one of her Red Corals in a tournament and got catty about his victory -Angel Aura crashed into Red Zirconia while flying, helped them up and flew off, no apologies. Got lost in thought, didn't realize. -Emerald: UFOLOTUS: maybe he was fixing up one of the Gems in RD's Court, and he came off as rude to them, so the Gem tattled even if Emerald wasn't actually being rude, when you're a patient undergoing surgery, anything the doctor says can be taken the wrong way

Story/comic/blog/misc Titles

From the Moon With Envy

Lost Hope (in?) Bunnies

a Boy With Perfect Stars

Hope against Oceans

Stories of Caring Days

Meet my Zombie Beauty

Songs and Scenarios for Blights: Stamp on the Ground: Blights dancing! River Flows In You: Blights relaxing with each other, maybe one looking out into the distance and thinking about someone. Futari no Harmony: Blight Duet To All of You: Blights on a trip You're Going Down: Blight turf war Low: Clubbing Blights Here I am: Baby Blight and his Mama Circle Backwards: Ostracized Blight Your Heart Will Lead You Home: Sad Blight remembering all his friends I need some sleep- Blight is an insomniac Davy Jones: Blight remembering a tradegy My Heart Will Go On: Blights on the beach Got Well Soon: Nightclub Blights Tubthumping: BLIGHT BAR BRAWL Nigram Clavem: Blights in a spooky church Lone Digger: Basically the video but with Blights Every Time We Touch: BLIGHT FLASH MOB MEME Mountains: Blight autumn trip Santa Monica Dream: Sad homesick Blight Boats and Birds: Mama Blight and her babies Turkish Pop: Dancing Blights Die Young: PARTY BLIGHTS Come Wayward Souls: Blights getting scared by the Beast Party Rock: Teen Blights Adam's Song: Lonely Blight

notes on next gen

Sebastian descendent: Jasper: Red eyes, Dark brown hair. He's more or less a shy kid who's interested in the occult, and thinks that summoning a demon is a fun idea.

Abigail': Margeret: Red eyes, dark brown hair, freckles Like her grandmama she's cold.

CIel's: Caleb: Brown hair, blue eyes, glasses, mole on chin

Claude: Webber: Redhead, yellow eyes, spider fangs Is a nerdy-ass kid who could talk to spiders, and hella hates his pun name when he realizes he's part spider demon. Life sucks for Webber.

Undertaker: Alexander Monica: Redhead, blue eyes, birthmark on arm, unusual Alexander is a descendant from Undertaker's first family, so he's got nothing special about him in regards to species. His great grandpapa also visits quite often. He finds him strange.

Gregory: Tripp, brown (dyed platinum blond) purple eyes, streak (hidden by hair dye) More into the punk aesthetic, Tripp inherited his great-grandpa's poliosis, something he doesn't like and tries to hide it with hair dye.

Edgar: Brittany, blond hair hot pink tips, fashionable clothing, red eyes, The Pop Princess, latest styles are her thing. Call her a girly stereotype, but she's high-class.

Greenhill: Alice, blond, green eyes, toned She's into sports, though she hasn't considered cricket.

Bluewer: Josh, dark hair, brown eyes, missing tooth Is a heavy slacker, and a great disappointment to his great grandfather.

Druitt: carbon copy of druitt

Lau: Poppy, brown eyes, dark brown hair, wavy hair Finds it funny she was named after a drug-plant, enjoys conversing with her great grandfather's spirit.

Bard: Brandon, hazel eyes, dirty blond hair, pyromaniac-science exploder Seriously don't ever hand this boy anything that can be set on fire because he will find a way to do it.

Mey Rin: Chu hua, Red hair, hazel, nearsighted with glasses Sweet thing, likes to dance

Finny: Merriweather, green eyes, brown curly hair, daisy birthmark arm Likes to garden too

Tanaka: Chika, teacher, forty, dark hair, brown eyes, fighter, That sweet old lady that helps in the after school study programs? She can kick your ass

Hannah: Henry, Hannah lookalike, dress code breaker All the guy-lovers want him.

Alois: Annie, black hair, blue eyes, very mature curvy

Timber: All Girls Thompson: All Girls Canterbury: All Girls Triplet Cousin Catastrophe.

Ash: Olivia, platinum blond hair, pinkish eyes, wing nubs, She's self concious about her wing nubs and doesn't wear anything backless.

Nervous

Twitch Flutter Ripple Fold tightly Fidget Flap Angry

Flare Bristle Fluff up Ripple Beat Raise up Snap open Happy

Flutter Curl up Ripple Wave Flap During Battle Bludgeon Smack Bat Clout Whack Kick someone’s legs out from under them Snap someones neck (only for muscular wings like bat and bird wings) Problems that may come with having wings Poke out from under blankets and let all of the cold air in Stepped on Get pins and needles from being folded for too long Squashed on chairs/ in beds/ in crowded hallways Vulnerable in battle Molting (for bird wings)

I got all I could, and I know there will be some I forgot and will regret not posting.

#piper #fave

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Let’s face it, Mark Fuckerberg is a bitch, and when I say “bitch” I mean he has a feminine look about him, not that I’m slating LGBT, if anything I’m all for it! Happy pride month to all those involved btw, neither am I slating women or being sexist, I love my wife very much, including my 3 mother’s and my adopted daughter, but yea, Fuckerberg is a complete ponce, he couldn’t organise a gangbang in a convent, Facebook may be an overall site for people to come and chat and make new friends, or is it? Ok let’s recap on the flaws with Facebook. 1-nudes There has been many complaints in the past where women have had conversations with a man they only just fucking met, next thing they know their inboxes or pms have been inundated with pics of the phallic symbol! No decent self respecting lady wants to see it, put it away or chop it off! 2-bullying Let’s be honest, we all have our share of enemies right? But you just wanna go online and chat. Unfortunately despite your privacy settings, the only option you have is the ignore messages features, but should you one day check your other message box to see if let’s say, a long lost family member who is not on your buddy list tries to contact you they can only get through on that other inbox, they don’t have a phone number or email address for you yet so what do they do? So you go check to see if they get in touch and bang, before you know it, your enemies have found you and your pms are full of hate-FUCKING FAIL. 3-Facebook is possibly the most controlling and manipulative of social media ever to hit this planet! Some people just want to make new friends, even with strangers, After all that’s how you make friends in the first place, The olive branch is delivered, the recipient decides to accept, and from there can determine a whole new social relationship, be it common ground, interests or hobbies right? On the other hand not everybody was to be social with strangers and may feel uncomfortable with that hand of friendship so they just may decline politely and walk away! Now Facebook is like that, But they got Add or Block. Now You will get some that will accept others might block you, But sometimes the Facebook algorithm will not even let you add people you have known for years, it will often issue warnings and if you try to make too many new friends it will restrict your account by what we often call Facebook jail, which is an algorithm put in place to limit people’s activity on this site, so really it’s the kind of social network that won’t let you be social. And who wants to be told who they can and can’t have as friends? Not something a British person wants to be told by an American is it? There is also a freedom of speech issue on here. Nobody wants to be trolled or told what to do by politically correct morons. But because of strict features in place on this site you can’t have an opinion, I have noticed incidents where someone has posted a perfectly innocent comment or photo on here, And some spiteful troll has reported it! Thing is Facebook is all automated, it doesn’t have moderators doing a Santa clause watching for who is naughty or nice, it has a bunch of codes and algorithms that tell it that. Or does it? People have been reported for posting something perfectly harmless as a pet pic or something else innocent, but along comes some spiteful bastard and it gets taken down for violating community standards! But you will get some dolly bird with a selfie showing a bit too much, and you try to report it, Facebook comes back with, it doesn’t go against our community standards, How fucked up is that? Now the upsides to Facebook jail is if you get a bully or someone doing something inappropriate on there they are sent to Facebook jail! Only problem is they are let out later to re-offend! 4-Inbox or Pm I have to give Facebook it’s due, It does completely filter out porn or nudity on the timeline,you try to post anything sexual on your main wall, be sure it will be taken down. But what about the personal messages? Five gets you ten that some of you or most of you on

here have had some kind of outside harrasment in PM! You have had porn bots, nudes,threats or other kinds of unpleasant stuff, you try to report it but before you get a chance to screen shot it as evidence, your cyber assailant has removed the message via this new fucking un-send button! Now un-send is quite handy if 1-you sent a pm to wrong person 2-you had a typing error Or 3-you sent a file or msg in error. But let me tell you the problem with it. As stated if you have had for example some perve showing off his dick, before you can get a chance to screenshot and report it he romved it, so really the un-send button is not very helpful! 5-privacy Facebook has had repeated issues regarding human rights and privacy. There’s been numerous reports where your data and accounts are leaked to third parties, this is unacceptable. 6-bots These are bloody pests that spam your inbox linking you to paid porn sites, scams or malicious content and malware and all because Facebook leaked your private data! Media Facebook never seems to pay much attention if you post your favourite music via YouTube. But what if you want to share a favourite song on your timeline in the form of an MP3? And why not? It worked for MySpace users! But try to do it on Facebook and they come down on you like a ton of bricks regarding copyright warnings! Now what puzzles me is years ago when Facebook was less than its greater size, they used to have a feature called sound bytes, you could upload an mp3 on Facebook, but then they took it off, they also took away good stuff like when they used to have an active chatroom app, bit strips and a few other kool apps they decided to fuck right off! And after all if you are just posting an mp3 of a song you like on your wall, and you don’t plan to make profit from it, then wtf is all this copyright bullshit anyway? 7-safety I personally don’t feel that Facebook is completely safe for anybody to be honest. It doesn’t have appropriate safeguards. Trolls will attack you sometimes on group pages just for having an opinion, and admins to not always take much notice, and if you get an admin that is in agreement with the trolls you are screwed! In the past Facebook has been a haven for Islamic groups to radicalise others on here to join terrorist networks and still is today! Facebook has been subject to crime related posts before now! 8-video calling Now this feature always bothered me. Ok you can go live on your timeline where your friends can see, but did you know other people can see you even if you don’t have your settings on public? This is because of privacy leakage and cyber criminals know your every move! Video in inbox is even worse, It’s a haven for perverts to put on a show and again is monitored by cyber criminals! This is why Skype and zoom are probably your best bet when video calling, sometimes WhatsApp and TikTok are not completely safe! 9 Lack of features I noticed that Facebook is kind of drying up when it comes to games and apps,also at the time it had an active chatroom, only thing is it was driven by flash player which generally now is obsolete! 10-ads All wel and good I suppose if you want to advertise a business to hundreds of people on Facebook yet it very seldom regards this as spam, or you will get the odd troll complaining that it is, yet if you try to post your service in multiple groups, Facebook will attribute this to spam and restrict you. This is because Facebook monetises itself with ads from all kinds of sources in and out of itself! So you dare not try to promote outside their promote ads feature-FAIL! So do you still love Facebook now? But consider this! Before you go slating something by someone, ignoring it or scrolling past it because your ego is to high and you think you are too good to sit up and take notice, I want you to bear something in mind! Now regardless of my 10 thoughts on the negative side of Facebook I can’t tell others not to go on it or twist their fucking arms up there backs to go elsewhere, But theres always this thing where you give something a

chance or a trial, and you never know you might actually like it, but if you don’t then at least you took it into account! There’s a lot of ignorance out there from people that slam something or dismiss it just because it’s something not well known, but if I recall right Mark Zuckerberg had not bargained on Facebook becoming the social giant it is now, he essentially developed it just as a network to go on the pull or for hookups! But look at it now, we all have to start somewhere right? So here goes! Imagine a new social network that does not control you. Would never tell you your limits unless you did something inappropriate. Would never allow porn anywhere. A network that has superior features such as apps, games,upload ability for audio and video, with new content added everyday? A network that you control. So I hereby present to you. BUDDYSCAPE What is Buddyscape? Buddyscape is an all new social network from the UK It was founded as a hobby just to see if I had what it took to build a social network, And make it run! It’s really only just starting out,so it’s not really well populated yet but who knows? Time will tell,always does! Rome was not built in a day but all roads lead to it! Features:- 1-No ads, porn or bots! 2-100% Non profit, all services are free! 3- No annoying ads! 4-Buddyscape is monitored by real people-yes real human beings! Non of this stupid bloody code stuff, but although we cannot monitor your private chats, We do expect you to tell us if something is wrong! 5-No Facebook jail here-just 3 warnings and an instant ban thereafter! 6-better safety This goes for adults and minors, if anybody feels somebody is making them uncomfortable or unsafe then one word from you will result in an instant ban,And thanks to no un-send feature you have ample time to screenshot evidence and send it to us for examination from the appropriate authorities! 7- Privacy is paramount We do not use your personal data We do not sell it or pass it on! We don’t even use bloody cookies! 8-No video calling This is more of a safety feature than anything else, And should be regarded as a better experience for both adults and children, and as we do not monitor private chats we can’t tell what is going on, although the lack of video calling features on Buddyscape may deter some from wanting to join, It will also deter those who have sexual intentions toward adults and children. And with other video calling apps like zoom or Skype it’s not really important for it to be there! 9-Friendly to all devices and easy to navigate! There isn’t an app of this on AppStore or play store right now, but one is in process of development! That being said, Buddyscape is fully mobile and tablet friendly with all features running as they should! 10-content Buddyscape has Apps, Games and a chatroom with content updating almost every day! You may upload any music or media you like as long as it is relatively clean! Also includes Spotify integration! See Terms and conditions when signing up. Any questions? Give me a shout! Stu! www.buddyscape.net Stuart Henderson-Founder/CEO.

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November 21st

I’m so tired.Of everything.Of the grief I feel over my grandfather, over the grief of losing a best friend, over the trauma, stress and shock of my family splitting apart and I’m left wondering where the fuck my life will be before Christmas. I cannot handle anything well anymore. I keep taking it personally and allowing it to build up onto my other issues, funerals, school, eating, hygiene, grades, health, physical and mental, my own affairs along with having to care about others and how long my mother has until she is dead. I’m being stalked.

I’m being cyberbullied.

Let me vent. Let me let out this fucking hell in my head.

You said you loved me yet did that to me. Call me a monster. Abusive. when I wanted you to get help. Do you even comprehend this? You and Alice have made countless people be dragged into this and make me feel like I deserve nothing worse than death.

Do //YOU// understand what is going on? You make this public in those damn group chats you are actively in. You tell my own friends to stay away from me when I’m trying to get better.

I don’t deserve this anymore. i don’t deserve to be sad anymore.no matter how badly you make me hate myself I wonder if I fucking deserve this. I did love you. I fell out of love. You made me uncomfortable.You made me feel unsafe. You don’t even try to comprehend this, either. You are currently trying to hurt me and make me feel jealous of something I never wanted. I don’t want to be immature, at all. but this is childish and is making me reconsider coming back at all.

this isn’t love. If you loved me you wouldn’t of done this. You love the idea of me. The thoughts I have but not me. Please stop stalking me. Please stop watching what I do or say. Please stop acting likeI’m some damn monster for wanting you to put the razor down and get some help.

Change.

Change and become better.

Or else you will drag who you love down with you, and that isn’t love.

I told you I have been in your shoes. Dealing with a diagnosed illness. I lost everyone I loved. My friends. The people who I thought would be there no matter what. Even my damn lover who wanted to be with me all her life.

I am still suffering from 2 years ago. I am still suffering from that. I am still hurting and trying to make amends right with the people I have hurt. You do not want to go down that path straight into hell.

I am not going to suffer for you .

I am not going to sit around and take all of your issues away because I cant even take my own away. In less than 4 hours cops will be at my house trying to control my suicidal mother who has gone ACTUALLY CRAZY.

You are too young to understand my issues. You are too young to understand the immense wave of grief and guilt and loneliness. I cannot help you.

You need to help yourself.

Change before you hurt others. Change before you take the road I went down and suffer with that guilt for 2 years afterwards.

Do not use any ones faults against them again.

I tried to help you and love you, but when I try fixing myself i’m called a dick. I’m called toxic and manipulative and that I am worse than some cuts on your legs and how you sob in the shower.

Do not cut and say I made you did it.

All I want from you is to change and leave me alone.

I don’t want to be in your life or Alice’s.

You both need immense help.

I am not someone you take your issues out on.

I am tired of you blaming your sadness on me, I am tired of having you push me away when i tried to help, I’m tired of being treated like shit when I did my best to keep you happy and healthy.

I did a lot for you. I stayed up late at night losing sleep to talk to you, I let you treat me how you wished in the beginning and I dealt with the pain of you hurting me. I skipped schoolwork to talk to you, I have moments too. I am human. I try to help you and what do i get?

You harassing my friend and making him choose who to be friends with.

I need to get better myself, and you are dragging me down do not talk about me. I don’t wish to talk about you.

You need help. You have hurt me and that hurt you more than anything has.

You have hurt and bullied so many people. I don’t want you to be hurt or bullied. I don’t anything negative to happen to you, I don’t want you to hurt yourself. Never. Not once. I have only wished such things on myself for making you become this person by leaving.

Get that through your head. I don’t want you hurt. I do not hate you. I do not hate you. I do not hate you. I am not lying. I do not hate you.

Understand now?

You will say you do what you do to me because I deserve it. Do I? I always pretended I did but I’m tired of lying to myself. I cared and loved you. I slowly began to feel uncomfortable. I don’t know why. I was scared? I should not have to explain my natural emotions.

I comforted you. I told you what you needed to hear. I gave you so much time and effort. But it was not enough time or effort for you. That is not my fault.

I have watched so many get hurt because I fell out of love. Do you know how that feels? How it feels to be called so many names by someone you trusted your life with? How it feels to see someone so passionate evolve into the most infamous bully?

You will never understand your actions or the effects they have on the people around you.

Because of you I want to move accounts. You and Alice have traumatized me so much to the point I am afraid to speak out loud.

I want to change.

I don’t deserve what you and Alice do to me anymore.

Please stop throwing public pity parties and sending people private conversations, stop hurting me.

Alice, I know you are stalking me too. This goes for both of you.

Alice, You made me cut myself. My leg still throbs from 4 days ago.

How could you do this and not feel guilty? I am not your damn toy to play with nor a object you can hurt again and again and again.

Stop taking screenshots of my account and sending people to harass me and to kill myself. I am sorry i have issues too, but at least I am trying to work on them.

Both of you need help.

I am tired of being the go to option.

I am tired of telling myself I deserve all of this shit because I have illnesses from being abused and neglected.

I did not ask for this.

My illnesses.

My fears.

And you both destroying me and making me out to be a monster.

Both of you leave me alone.

Please.

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Emily. I used your post about me because I understand. and you say it better than i do. i’m clueless on emotions and being blunt but you are.

I will get better for you and the people i love.

Excuse the fact i used your post to get my points and emotions across.

#brokendiary

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This is the TechSummit Rewind, a daily recap of the top technology headlines.

Snap Q3 earnings: Net loss of $443.2M, $39.9M write off of unsold Spectacles inventory

Snap reported its Q3 earnings on Tuesday, with revenue of $208 million and a net loss of $443 million on the quarter.

Snapchat added just 4.5 million new daily users during the quarter, sending the company’s stock down over 18 percent after-hours.

Snap claimed in prepared remarks for Tuesday’s earnings call that it has five times as many advertisers buying ads through its automated auction, which sells ad inventory to the highest bidder, than it did at the beginning of the year. CEO Evan Spiegel also said that selling with the auction versus directly to an advertiser through a human sales team has also “dramatically reduced pricing.”

“Our auction has a lower price-point than our reserved business because there is no fixed rate card. As we onboard more advertisers and multiple advertisers compete for the same ad impression, we should see higher pricing.”

Snap CEO Evan Spiegel

Average revenue per user rose 39 percent to $1.17.

The company also “misjudged” the popularity of its Spectacles video-recording sunglasses, resulting in an one-time $40 million expense on its balance sheet because of “excess inventory and purchase commitment cancellations.”

“Ultimately we made the wrong decision. We’re learning from it.”

Evan Spiegel

Spiegel also announced that Snap is redesigning its app in hopes of making it easier to use for a broader subset of people.

“There is a strong likelihood that the redesign of our application will be disruptive to our business in the short term, and we don’t yet know how the behavior of our community will change when they begin to use our updated application.”

Evan Spiegel

Waymo now offers free taxi rides in fully driverless cars in Phoenix, plans for paid service

Alphabet’s autonomous vehicle division Waymo has been operating its autonomous minivans on public roads in Arizona without any human behind the wheel, and soon plans to invite regular people for rides in these fully autonomous vehicles.

A Waymo employee will remain in the vehicle for now, but will not be in the driver’s seat. The cars will be geofenced within a 100-square-mile area of the town of Chandler, a Phoenix suburb – though Waymo plans to expand to areas beyond that as its cars collect more data and conduct more trips. Members of Waymo’s Early Rider program, which has been in operation in Chandler since last April, will be the first to experience the new technology.

“Waymo’s work here in Chandler is groundbreaking as they work toward their goal of fully autonomous vehicles. At the same time, this research and development taking place in our community will ultimately make our roads safer and provide new freedom for those unable to drive.”

Chandler, AZ mayor Jay Tibshraeny, in a statement provided by Waymo

Facebook tests hashing to eliminate revenge porn in some countries

Facebook is testing a new method to combat revenge porn in Australia, according to a report from the Australian Broadcasting Corporation, uploading your nude photos or videos to Messenger to help Facebook tag it as non-consensual explicit media.

Facebook is doing this in partnership with Australian government agency e-Safety to try and prevent people from sharing intimate images without consent. Someone can contact eSafety if they are at risk of revenge porn. The organization might then tell them to send a nude photo of themselves through Messenger. Facebook’s hashing system will then be able to recognize those images in the future without having to store them on its servers.

“They’re not storing the image, they’re storing the link and using artificial intelligence and other photo-matching technologies. So if somebody tried to upload that same image, which would then have the same digital footprint or hash value, it will be prevented from being uploaded.”

E-Safety Commissioner Julie Inman Grant, to ABC

Australia is one of four countries participating in this test trial, according to Facebook.

Twitter rolls out 280-character tweets worldwide

It’s the end of an era. After a global test, 280-character tweets are rolling out to users around the world. Longer tweets will now be the norm in every language Twitter supports except for Chinese, Japanese, and Korean, which will keep the standard 140 character limit.

According to a Twitter blog post, the expanded character limit will allow for easier expression while still retaining its signature brevity. With the previous limit, nine percent of tweets hit 140 characters. However, only one percent of tweets hit 280 characters during the test of expanded tweets

“More space makes it easier for people to fit thoughts in a tweet, so they could say what they want to say, and send Tweets faster than before.”

Twitter, in a blog post

The company also said that most people with 280 characters didn’t use the added space during the test period. According to Twitter, only five percent of tweets sent during the test period exceeded 140 characters with two percent exceeding 190 characters.

“Your timeline reading experience should not substantially change. You’ll see about the same volume of tweets in your timeline.”

Twitter

Uber CEO announces new “cultural norms” for employees after employee input

Uber CEO Dara Khosrowshahi has unveiled new rules designed to clean up the company’s culture. Among the eight rules was “We do the right thing. Period.”

In a LinkedIn post, the CEO determined that the “culture and approach that got Uber where it is today is not what will get us to the next level.”

“Uber has always been a company that embraces change, and going forward we’ll approach our culture in the same way. We certainly don’t expect these norms to change overnight, or every year, but we always want to take stock of who we are, who we want to be, and move accordingly.”

Uber CEO Dara Khosrowshahi

Former Yahoo CEO Mayer, Equifax execs subpoenaed to appear before Congress to shed light on breaches

Former Yahoo CEO Marissa Mayer was quietly subpoenaed by Senate lawmakers last month to compel her to testify before the Senate Commerce Committee, which is investigating a 2013 security breach at the company as well as a separate breach at Equifax.

According to a panel spokesperson, panel chairman Republican Sen. John Thune and its top Democratic lawmaker Sen. Bill Nelson agreed on the subpoena. In response, Mayer told the committee that she would testify at the hearing, but the subpoena remains in effect.

Amazon’s AWS S3 adds five new tools, including default encryption and warnings about unencrypted files, to prevent data leaks

Amazon Web Services has announced a new set of five tools designed to protect customers from themselves and ensure that the data in S3 is encrypted and safe.

For starters, the company is giving the option of default encryption, meaning that every object that gets moved into an S3 bucket will have encryption on by default. This will happen without admins having to construct a rejected bucket for unencrypted files.

Amazon is also putting a signal front and center on the administrative console that warns admins with a prominent indicator next to each S3 bucket that has been left open to the public.

Access Control Lists let admins define and manage who has access to buckets and objects in S3, basically ensuring that permissions travel with the data when you move it. The update now also lets you share ownership of the bucket in transit, which is useful for giving the admin in the other region control over the bucket. It’s a way to share ownership, while maintaining separate and distinct ownership for the original objects and the replicas.

Admins can also replicate objects that are encrypted with keys that are managed by AWS’ Key Management Service. This means that admins don’t have to worry about managing encryption keys themselves, while still having the benefits of having encrypted S3 data.

Finally, if all of this fails, there’s a report that includes the encryption status of each object in S3.

Google testing AirDrop competitor, file manager, cleanup utility for Android called Files Go

Google is preparing to launch a mobile app called Files Go in early December, which will allow Android users to better manage the files on their phone, transfer those files – even while offline – as well as free up storage space when needed.

The main interface shows an overview of how much storage space is being used by files and offers tools to clean the app cache, or browse through other areas where files may have accumulated – like from a chat application, for example.

Another screen offers a list of file types, like images, videos, and audio, as well as a section for received files.

As you dive into the various sections, you can filter the files by source for easier discovery, access, or deletion. For instance, you can choose to only display files from the camera, screenshots, those from a chat application, and so on.

In addition, one of the more notable features is a file transfer utility that works through Bluetooth similar to Apple’s AirDrop. However, a screenshot of Files Go found by 9to5Google indicates that both users will have to have the app open to send and receive files at the time of transfer.

AMD Radeon Technologies Group leader Raja Koduri to leave company after two years

Raja Koduri, the Senior VP and Chief Architect of AMD’s Radeon Technologies Group since its founding two years ago, is resigning from the company effective today.

Word was first heard via an internal memo from Koduri that was acquired by Hexus. AMD did not confirm the validity of the memo, but did confirm his departure.

“Forty is a significant number in history. It is a number representing transition, testing, and change. I have just spent forty days away from the office going through such a transition. It was an important time with my family, and it also offered me a rare space for reflection. During this time, I have also come to the extremely difficult conclusion that it is time for me to leave RTG and AMD.

“I have no question in my mind that RTG, and AMD, are marching firmly in the right direction as high-performance computing becomes ever-more-important in every aspect of our lives. I believe wholeheartedly in what we are doing with Vega, Navi, and beyond, and I am incredibly proud of how far we have come and where we are going. The whole industry has stood up and taken notice of what we are doing. As I think about how computing will evolve, I feel more and more that I want to pursue my passion beyond hardware and explore driving broader solutions.”

Former AMD Radeon Technologies Group senior VP & chief architect Raja Koduri, in an internal memo

AMD says that Koduri’s resignation won’t affect RTG’s product roadmap or schedule.

“These updates do not impact our plans or the strategic direction we are driving our graphics business. We appreciate the contributions Raja has made helping establish our dedicated graphics focus and strong team that is capable of accomplishing the ambitious goals we have set for this part of our business. Also want to make sure it is clear that there are no changes to our public product or technology graphics roadmaps, and we remain on track to deliver on our commitments in 2018 and beyond.

“We have made significant progress across AMD these past two years delivering the first wave of our high-performance products, best exemplified by our improved financial performance and year-over-year market share gains across all of our client, graphics, and server products. Today’s changes are designed to allow us to better take advantage of the significant growth opportunities in front of us.”

AMD, in a statement

Google patches WiFi KRACK flaw in Android, adds saturated color display option in Pixel 2 lineup, fixes Pixel 2 “clicking” noise

Google’s latest monthly patch has rolled out to Pixel devices, adding a bunch of bug fixes and new features – most importantly, new options for color saturation.

It also includes a fix for the “faint clicking noise” heard in some Pixel 2s along with subtle changes to the Pixel 2 XL’s display behavior to mitigate against potential screen burn-in -though those latter changes might not be obvious in normal usage, according to a Google community manager:

“As we mentioned in our deeper dive, this update also brings planned UI changes which extend the life of the OLED display, including a fade out of the navigation buttons at the bottom of the screen and an update to maximum brightness. These features have been carefully designed so as not to detract from the user experience. Since all OLED displays experience some degree of decay over time, we’ll continue to make enhancements which maximize the life of your Pixel screen.”

Currently, the Pixel 2 and 2 XL have a single toggle under the Display setting for “vivid colors.” However, the patch adds three different display options on both phones: boosted, natural, and saturated.

“The saturated mode puts the display into an unmanaged configuration, similar to how the Pixel 1 operates. The colors will be more saturated and vibrant, but less accurate (similar to most other smartphones which display more vibrant colors): we give consumers the option to choose the color saturation.”

Google

The update also provides a security patch for the Krack Wi-Fi vulnerability that we previously mentioned in the TechSummit Rewind, and adds a bunch of Bluetooth focused features to the Pixel 2.

Facebook launches Customer Chat closed beta for businesses to enable Messenger chats on company websites that works across devices

Facebook is rolling out a new plugin called Customer Chat to Messenger that lets businesses carry on Messenger conversations on their own website.

This lets companies have a continuous chat session, regardless of if a user is on Facebook Messenger or the company’s homepage. It’ll also work across devices. Companies can set Customer Chat up for sales, service, or whatever else they’d need live chat for. The feature’s currently in closed beta, but interested businesses can register on a waitlist to integrate Customer Chat with their own site.

Monzo raises £71M Series D round at £280M post-money valuation led by Goodwater Capital

London-based bank Monzo has raised another £71 million ($93.6 million) in a round led by Goodwater Capital, the consumer internet-focused Silicon Valley VC firm co-founded by ex-Kleiner Perkins general partner Chi-Hua Chien, giving the company a post-money valuation of £280 million ($369.3 million).

Other new investors joining the round include payments company Stripe and Michael Moritz, through his personal charitable investment vehicles including the Crankstart Foundation. Previous Monzo backers Passion Capital, Thrive Capital, and Orange Digital Ventures have also all followed on. Also, £1.5 million ($1.9 million) of this round has been reserved to allow existing crowdfunding investors to increase their investment.

According to Monzo co-founder and CEO Tom Blomfield, the money will be used to help the challenger bank get to “contribution margin positive,” meaning that each Monzo customer will generate more revenue than they cost to service sometime in the first half of 2018.

“We’ll start to roll out some revenue-generating products in the next few weeks and months, particularly lending and third-party partnerships. The next step after that is to become profitable as an enterprise in business… towards the end of 2018 or early 2019.”

Monzo co-founder & CEO Tom Blomfield

With that in mind, Monzo confirmed that the new round will be used to bolster its hiring efforts as the team continues to migrate customers to its fully fledged current account and built out its marketplace offering. Monzo now has a staff of 210 in London, more than double the 80 people employed at the time of the last funding round. Meanwhile, 470,000 people have a Monzo account and 20,000 users are currently using the challenger bank’s current account.

TechInsights: iPhone X costs Apple $357.50, giving it 64% gross margin; iPhone 8 has 59% gross margin

The iPhone X makes Apple more money than the iPhone 8, according to analysis from TechInsights, which found that the X’s parts cost Apple 25 percent more than the iPhone 8 at a 43 percent higher retail price.

The iPhone X costs $357.50 to make and sells for $999, resulting in a gross margin of 64 percent. To compare, the iPhone 8 sells for $699 with a gross margin of 59 percent.

Specific design choices pushed up the iPhone X’s price tag, with its 5.8-inch edge-to-edge display and associated parts setting Apple back $65.50, compared to the $36 4.7-inch display used on the iPhone 8.

The stainless steel chassis of the X is S36, compared to the $21.50 aluminum housing of the iPhone 8.

GOP tax bill includes break for employees of privately held startups, lets tax be deferred on exercised stock options

A new rule added to the tax bill currently being proposed by House Republicans will defer taxes on exercised stock options and restricted stock units for up to five years if the company remains privately held.

If passed into law, it should help remove one boundary that effectively prevents many startup workers from changing jobs or requiring them to give up shares that they helped make valuable.

Currently, a startup employee is often required to exercise vested stock options within 90 days of changing jobs or lose them. That employee is also placed on the hook for associated taxes, despite not having a way to sell any of the shares.

UK Office for National Statistics tests using Vodafone cell data to track daily commutes in London boroughs

Thousands of people have had their movements tracked by the UK’s Office for National Statistics to see if they can find out where they live and work.

The agency is trying to build up a picture of Britons’ daily commutes – which is normally done through the census.

Mobile phones create a record of every location visited by the user if the phone and location services are on. Statisticians believe the anonymized data could eventually replace census questions in England and Wales.

The experiment was carried out using data from Vodafone subscribers over the age of 18, not including those that use prepaid phones. It tracked where phones were overnight to work out where uses lived, and where they travelled during the day. It focused on London’s boroughs of Lambeth, Southwark, and Croydon – and looked at how far people travelled to work during a four-week period in March and April.

It found that more people appear to not leave their home borough on their daily commute, compared to the 2011 census. However, a report released by the Office for National Statistics says that some of this could be because students may have been “mistakenly inferred as commuters as their movement behavior will be similar.”

According to the report, the study may have failed to identify commuters with “non-standard work patterns, such as night or shift workers; deport workers and those on zero-hours contracts” or those that will ill or on vacation.

The ONS is now asking for feedback to decide if the system should be rolled out more widely.

This sort of data is used by local authorities to plan housing developments and transportation networks.

The census has been carried out in the UK every 10 years since 1801 except in 1941 to provide a snapshot of the country’s population and details about how its citizens live and work, but the government wants the upcoming 2021 census to be the last one carried out with the traditional paper-based questionnaire.

In other news…

Corephotonics has sued Apple for copying its patented camera technology in the iPhone 7 Plus and iPhone 8 Plus.

Neufund has raised €10 million from private investors for its fundraising platform.

Tencent’s China Literature e-book business has announced that its IPO in Hong Kong will raise $1.06 billion on Wednesday.

China’s National People’s Congress has adopted revisions to the Anti-Unfair Competition Law intended to address online retailers.

Facebook Messenger users in the UK will be able to send money to each other when the feature rolls out in the next few weeks.

Amazon has launched a Basic Edition of its Fire TV stick without Alexa voice commands that ships to over 100 countries.

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There was no comment from Mr. Hurley’s lawyer.

The lawsuit was just the latest twist in the rocky road the messaging app has traveled in its short life.

In March 2014, a school in Massachusetts evacuated its students twice after Yik-Yak-based bomb threats, and during the same month, a high school in California was put on lockdown for a similar reason.

In October 2014, Jordan Seman, a student at Middlebury College in Vermont, posted an open letter about being targeted on the app for her weight. “I felt exposed, betrayed and mostly embarrassed,” she wrote.

The next month, two other high schools in California were put on lockdown after threats of violence, and in Michigan, the police arrested Matthew Mullen, a student at Michigan State whose Yik Yak post threatened a shooting. Mr. Mullen was eventually sentenced to two years’ probation and ordered to pay $800 in restitution for the investigation.

At the University of Missouri, campus police arrested Hunter M. Park and charged him with making threats of violence against black students on Yik Yak. Mr. Park received a three-year suspended sentence and five years’ probation after pleading guilty to making a terrorist threat. A former Virginia Tech student pleaded guilty to using the app to threaten a repeat of the 2007 campus shooting in which 32 people were killed.

The high point for Yik Yak came in 2014, when its founders raised $73 million in venture-capital funding. According to App Annie, a firm that tracks metrics for apps, downloads spiked in September of that year and stayed high for several months. But by early 2015, the decline began. App Annie estimates that Yik Yak had 1.8 million downloads in September 2014. By September 2016, it was 125,000.

Photo Tyler Droll, left, and Brooks Buffington created Yik Yak while college students in 2013. Once enormously popular and lucrative, it traveled a rocky road to oblivion. Credit Raymond McCrea Jones for The New York Times

At the end of that year, Mr. Droll and Mr. Buffington laid off 60 percent of their employees, and last month, they shut down the operation, selling off intellectual property and employee contracts to Square Inc., a mobile payment company, for $1 million. A few months earlier, Hive, a college-based chat app with a similar color scheme to Yik Yak’s, popped up in the iTunes and Google Play stores, with Mr. Buffington in one of the screenshots. Whether it was an attempt at reinvention under the Yik Yak umbrella or a side project is unclear, but it is no longer available.

Yik Yak’s image problems seemed to stem from its reliance on anonymous posts and the few solutions that were available to curtail racist, sexist, aggressive or threatening language. The app was community-monitored, meaning that users could vote down a post they found vulgar or offensive, and if the post received enough negative feedback, it was removed.

But the app’s privacy policy did not allow institutions to identify users who posed a risk without a subpoena, court order or search warrant, or an emergency request from a law-enforcement official with a compelling claim of imminent harm.

Though neither Yik Yak nor its creators were named as defendants in the suit against Mary Washington and Mr. Hurley, the app’s role was central. Its name is mentioned 51 times in the 35-page complaint, which outlines instances when members of the campus group Feminists United were targeted in “Yaks,” or messages on the platform, after they spoke out against Greek life on campus and were connected with the suspension of a rugby team, some of whose members had sung a song “that called for violence against women, including rape and necrophilia” at a party, according to the complaint.

Messages that cropped on Yik Yak disparaged and threatened the feminist group’s most visible members. Some of the worst are listed in the complaint: “Gonna tie these feminists to the radiator and [g]rape them in the mouth,” “Can we euthanize whoever caused this?”

Kelli Musick, one of the plaintiffs, who graduated in 2015, said: “There were days when I felt like I couldn’t look away from my phone because a friend or someone I knew would send me a screenshot of a threatening or harassing Yak. We don’t blame the app in and of itself. It was a tool. Tools can be used in any way that a person decides to use them.”

But the group did ask the university to request that Yik Yak place a virtual fence around its campus to disable the app. The solution was one Yik Yak had begun using in March 2014 in Chicago-area schools and one it gradually expanded to middle and high schools nationwide after facing criticism from parents and educators.

“We had parents reaching out to say their 9-year-old has been threatened and harassed on the app,” said Ross Ellis, the founder and chief executive of Stomp Out Bullying. “Kids get hysterical when people make mean comments. Their brains are not mature enough to handle it.”

The school administration, citing logistical and first amendment concerns, refused. So the group asked that Yik Yak be banned on the school’s Wi-Fi network, a gesture that was primarily symbolic given that students could continue to access it on their personal data plans. The university said no again.

“This was something over which we had no control,” said Anna Billingsley, the associate vice president for university relations. “We couldn’t remove the posts from Yik Yak.” She said that the school offered the protection of campus police and suggested that the students contact Yik Yak and the Title IX office at the university.

“They told us to report the Yaks to Yik Yak, and if they were found to be credible, Yik Yak would then respond, which is not the case for any other threats of violence on campus,” Ms. Musick said. “When it has been a threat of a bomb or a gun, other schools did not say, ‘Report it to Yik Yak and they’ll follow up.’”

In trying to react to complaints about its product, Yik Yak created geo-fences and added filters that recognized certain keywords, such as “bomb,” and would ask users if they wanted to proceed with the message by suggesting: “Pump the brakes, this Yak may contain threatening language. Now it’s probably nothing and you’re probably an awesome person but just know that Yik Yak and law enforcement take threats seriously. So you tell us, is this Yak cool to post?”

But little changed and students at schools across the country began to fight back. The College of Idaho student senate requested that Yik Yak geo-fence their campus, and in Georgia Emory University’s student government denounced the app in a formal resolution. Students at Clemson University in South Carolina unsuccessfully demanded that the school ban the app after a spate of racist messages.

And at the University of Mary Washington, Ms. Musick and her classmates turned to Ms. Katz to file a complaint with the Education Department. Its Office of Civil Rights opened an investigation, but before it could issue a decision, the White House changed hands and many of the office’s employees left. So the women went to district court.

Yik Yak tried to put in place further preventive measures in 2016 first by allowing users to have profiles and handles, then by requiring them. After blowback, the identity markers became optional once again.

Despite these efforts, by this past March, about two and a half years after it had closed a round of funding that raised millions in venture capital, its active users over age 18 had fallen to 264,000, an enormous decline from nearly 1.9 million in November 2014, according to comScore.

Was Yik Yak really that bad? A study at the MIT Media Lab that compared it to Twitter found that posts on the anonymous platform were only slightly more likely to contain vulgar words. The difference was less than 1 percent. “We find that on anonymous platforms, users are only slightly more likely to use vulgar language than on public ones, and when they do it is not acceptable and leads to negative feedback,” the authors wrote.

Morgan Hines, who will start her fourth year at Northeastern University in Boston this fall, never encountered nastiness on Yik Yak. “I thought it was funny,” she said. “It formed a lot of camaraderie between students. There would be random shout-outs to things happening on campus, like people who are attractive or being annoying in the library, or a fire alarm going off at 4 a.m.”

But Ms. Hines criticized Yik Yak’s hyper-localization. “Yik Yak was for pockets of people on campus,” she said. “If the fire alarm went off at 4 a.m., it only went off at your building, so no one else will give it a thumbs-up.”

That hyper-localization is also what made the cases of harassment particularly galling. Ms. Musick, one of the plaintiffs, said, “With Yik Yak, in the back of your mind, you know they’re not from around the world or other parts of the state, they’re right there in your classroom, in your dining hall. On a campus with 4,500 students, that’s a pretty small group of people. This isn’t some creepy guy in his mom’s basement in Indiana.”

In the end, it may have been this aspect of the app that really did it in. Danielle Levitas, the senior vice president for research at App Annie, pointed out that bad press would not necessarily override an app’s popularity if it fulfilled a useful function (consider Uber, for example). But, she said, if it does not have something sustainable to offer, it will burn out.

In this case, it seems that being local was to Yik Yak’s detriment. When Ms. Hines went home to Kentucky after her freshman year, she forgot about the app. “I wasn’t on campus anymore and I wasn’t with my friends anymore,” she said. And back at Northeastern, “no one was on campus to comment on anything.” She added, “It kind of just became irrelevant in my life.”

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Although I use the internet from the very first day of public availability in Germany (early 90s) I never joined and engaged in any social network until April 2013. I made some faults followed by an intense discussion with Andrew Harasewych (owner of the community ‘Social Media Strategy’) on Google+. Our discussion (near to a fight thankfully with words) and a more conscious perception of what’s going on in communities convinced me (not in all points) to accept the rules.

Here is the article which brought Andrew into the arena when posting it to the community ‘Social Media Strategy’.

About communities

I was a bit confused about the fact that Google basically just gives feature descriptions of it’s network (see related links below) but if it comes to the more subtle facts you have to move off and walk on a rocky road.

Note It’s a shame that all the big companies (Apple, Google, Microsoft, etc.) ignore the technique of mind mapping for help systems although it would shorten the process of learning drastically. To the present I didn’t find any rationale why mind mapping is not publicly used to explain things in a simple visualized summarization with an added link list for going deeper into the details if there is a need. There are many stats proving that mind mapping is the right and most effective way of presenting information but it’s still not used.

Today many people see friendly invitations to social networks and within a blink they can get their membership but the majority is not willing to read all the information published. Seamless usage without reading any documentation is what they learned when using a smartphone or a tablet. This experience is than transferred to engagement in social networks and in many cases it’s the reason for misconduct.

Some general information …

According to analysts we can divide people with an account on a social network into three groups:

What we see is the so-called 90-9-1 rule valid for communities with slight differences for the big networks like Google+, Twitter, Facebook, Pinterest, etc.

Wikipedia The “90–9–1” version of this rule states that 1% of people create content, 9% edit or modify that content, and 90% view the content without contributing. The actual percentage is likely to vary depending upon the subject matter. For example, if a forum requires content submissions as a condition of entry, the percentage of people who participate will probably be significantly higher than one percent, but the content creators are still the minority of all members. This is validated in a study conducted by Michael Wu, who uses economics techniques to analyze the participation inequality across hundreds of communities segmented by industry, audience type, and community focus. This can be compared with similar rules known to information science, such as the 80/20 rule known as the Pareto principle, that 20 percent of a group will produce 80 percent of the activity, however the activity may be defined. The 1% rule is often misunderstood to apply to the Internet in general, but it applies more specifically to any given Internet community.

The main faults …

As a moderator of the largest Apple related community on G+ my experiences with faulty behavior of members can be summarized as follows:

1 Off topic A post is off topic if there is no or a non-organic relation to what the community owner intended.

2 Multiplicity Sharing a post multiple times within the same community in a narrow timeframe is senseless. It points to the fact that the poster is not really an active member. Otherwise he would have recognized that his post is redundant.

3 Link/Post littering Capture a link and post it without any further comments. Members of a community should know why this information was posted and why it’s relevant. Link litterers don’t take care of this basic rule valid for all communities. In many cases they even didn’t read what they have posted. Entering a search term in Google search, posting the links of the first 5 results would transform every community into a giant trash.

4 Useless content If people post just screenshots of their smartphone screen or photos taken with the camera in a community dedicated to Apple and their is no suitable category, active moderators will remove these posts. It’s because their is no perceptible content. There are other networks like Pinterest, Flickr, other communities or the public stream in the poster’s profile where this ‘content’ can be posted. Usually these posters are not what we would call a rainmaker.

5 Wrong categorization Google implemented categories to let members select what they are interested in. Many people do not take their time to choose the right category and always use the default value. So there are many posts categorized as ‘Discussion’ although there is nothing to discuss. You will find the Spam category in many well-organized communities on G+ to force members not to just litter posts but take their time to add value to a specific sector.

6 Trolling In Internet slang, a troll is a person who sows discord on the Internet by starting arguments or upsetting people, by posting inflammatory, extraneous, or off-topic messages in an online community (such as a forum, chat room, or blog), either accidentally or with the deliberate intent of provoking readers into an emotional response or of otherwise disrupting normal on-topic discussion. Neither Google nor any community needs trolls.

7 Spam Electronic Spamming is the use of electronic messaging systems to send unsolicited bulk messages. Google automatically flags posts as SPAM if somebody posts the same content on multiple communities (cross-posting) within a narrow timeframe.

The reason for these faults are always the same. The poster hopes to raise awareness for what reason soever. All this might be allowed in other social networks but is not welcome on G+ and often punished by post removal or even a ban from the community if it’s done repeatedly.

I think I must not talk about the more general etiquettes accepted by the majority of people in all countries of the world. Breaching etiquettes is the worst scenario and usually followed by a ban and, in severe cases, Google suspends an account. We all can understand that people are in a dither from time to time. So stay cool before you write a comment, read it again, think about the possible consequences, and not until then tap on’ Share’.

The moderators behavior …

It depends upon the moderator (who is a leisure administrator!) how breaking of rules is treated. The usual case is that faulty behavior is followed by the removal of a post. A more elaborated (and recommended) way is to notify the member and tell him what he did wrong.

Here is a text template which can be put into the comment section of removed posts to let the member think about his posting behavior:

You are here in this Community as a guest. So you have to accept some rules. These are general rules set by Google as well as community specific rules set by the owner of the community.

Not welcome in the Apple Community are posts with useless content which neither provoke fruitful discussions nor give members useful information. If your post is just funny, expresses just a feeling, or contains just an image not related to Apple, or a screenshot of an Apple device and is not intended to start a useful discussion or explains an issue, it is removed because we have no category ‘Fun’ or ‘Photography’, ‘Feelings and Wishes’, or ‘Screenshots’.

It’s not allowed to post off topic but establish an artificial relation to the communities main topic by writing just an intro which pretends a relation to Apple. The communities topic is solely Apple and body content of text posts or of links must have a clear relation to Apple.

Keep it relevant.

Please read this G+ Member Guide by Andrew Harasewych as well as the clearly defined community rules to avoid

removal of your posts

getting banned from a community

being a link litterer

being a member just trying to get attention

There are many other communities available here on G+ where your post can be placed according to community rules (if there are rules!). As an alternative, just post in your public stream or use your Twitter or Facebook account to notify your close friends.

Looking on hundreds of profiles I recognized that members get many +1 when posting eye catchers but they usually have only a few followers. The reason is obvious: the internet is overloaded with images and people look at them for a few seconds and move to the next image often not even recognizing who posted the image. This is a behavior I will never understand.

We all know that big communities often are misused to get attention. This is not the right way to become a great member and to be seen as a rainmaker. You should take your time when creating a post and show members of this community that your posts are rich in content.

All this and many other useful suggestions can be found here:

Andrew Harasewych Google+ Member Guide

Sad to say that in many cases there is no further discussion with a member whose post was removed although he was notified. He simply ignores what the moderator wrote down. This is always a strong indicator for people just trying to get attention. Usually they are no active members in a community. They just ‘post and leave’ but are not engaged in any discussion. It looks like trying to build a further profile stream within a community. The ban hammer follows immediately after posting again. Members should be aware of the fact that they are not customers but guests. So, to get rid of people who consecutively violate the rules is a painless action.

The moderators view …

If you want to learn more about communities seen from the moderator’s view I strongly recommend to read the

Andrew Harasewych Google+ Community Owner Guide

The guide …

If you are a contributor or even a content creator you should follow these rules whether you accept them or not. Nobody should forget that he is a guest on G+ and probably use many other free services of the company. So it’s self-evident that there are just two ways to go: accept the rules or leave the community. Communities on G+ are created by individuals and everybody who joins a community has to accept the rules set by the owner. This is not only valid for social networks based on electronic information exchange but also for any other topic-related groups of individuals. I’m sure it’s the anonymity on the internet which let people think that communities in a social network are different from communities where interaction is based on personal communication.

So here is a mind map valid for members of Google+. It’s based on a couple of articles I found in the internet. Authorships are mentioned in the links below and it’s strongly recommended that you take your time to read them all if you want to obtain all the benefits offered by a social network like G+.

The mind map was created with the app iThoughts HD for the iPad by Craig Scott, UK.

Tap on these images to see relevant parts of the map.

A reply from an ignoramus …

I notified a member because he was completely off topic. The reply was

I live in a free country and I can post what I want.

He can do it if it’s legal and he publishes in his profile stream.

Think of it like this:

If you hate ties and suits would you go into a restaurant where this is obligatory? You can try it but the owner will not accept it. But there are many other restaurants where you can get delicious food without wearing suit and tie.

If you join a soccer club would you ask the goalkeeper to play tennis with you?

More needs to be said?

Summary …

Engagement in a G+ community can be followed by exciting experiences and you can get friends in all parts of the world. Exchanging opinions, getting useful tips, improving knowledge and personality might be the chance but only if some rules are accepted. Again, G+ is completely different from other networks like Facebook or Twitter. It’s a great offer from Google and it’s up to all members to build up a great network by choosing the right communities and contributing useful content. That at least was my painful experience.

Everyone is entitled to express his opinion on the internet. But like in real life rules have to be accepted to avoid utter chaos.

It’s that simple.