Hey guys I filled this out so you can learn about me
Let’s play, “was I abused” game! Reblog and bold the things your parents have done to you! Italicize if you’re not sure. (copy paste it all and then bold)
parent slapped me to prove their point/teach me a lesson
parent spanked me as a “punishment” saying it was for my own good
parent pulled on my hair to force me to move
parent threw things at me while angry, things heavy enough to hurt me
parent trapped me into a room/corner so I couldn’t escape them
parent hit me when I wouldn’t obey them/tried to confront them
parent used a twig/stick/belt to lash at my body
parent grabbed me to force me to pay attention to them
parent pinned me down and physically prevented me from escaping
parent brought me into situations where I feared for my life
parent made it painfully obvious for me that I’ll obey them or suffer injuries
parent threatened to beat me if I wouldn’t do as they say
parent forcefully fed me something I refused to eat
parent made an attempt at strangling/drowning/burning me
parent banged my head/body into the wall/furniture
parent forced me into sexual activities
parent called me derogatory names and slurs more than once
parent said my name mostly with hatred and scorn in their voice
parent degraded and humiliated me in front of others for fun
parent insulted and devalued something really important to me
parent deprived me of something that meant the world to me
parent yelled and swore at me in anger more than once
parent blamed me for things that were out of my control/not my fault
parent shamed me for my physical appearance
parent guilt-tripped me for not pleasing them well enough
parent regarded me as a burden, and shamed me for needing them at all
parent insisted I couldn’t take a joke after I got hurt from their insults
parent never comforted me/got angry if I reached for comfort
parent punished me for crying/showing fear/showing trauma symptoms
parent humiliated me for showing excitement and happiness
parent subtly let me know that my feelings and my problems don’t matter
parent got angry at me for feeling depressed/angry/tired/suicidal
parent blamed me for feeling depressed/angry/tired/suicidal
parent compared me to cousins/other children to prove how I’m the worst
parent decided for me how I feel when it was convenient for them
parent told me that I was crazy/delusional/need to be locked away
parent threatened me with kicking me out/sending away if I don’t change
parent refused to accept my sexuality/tried to force it to change
parent required for me to act normal to protect family’s reputation
parent isolated me from family activities they all enjoy
parent assured me that nobody will ever want me
parent insisted that I was lucky and that I could have had it much worse
parent made me responsible for their well being and made me the caretaker
parent insisted that their harmful acts were all made “out of love”
parent demanded me to be available for their requests at any time
parent punished me for trying to establish boundaries
parent destroyed my belongings as a revenge
parent made inappropriate sex jokes and comments in my presence
parent denied doing any of this and insists that all the blame is on me
parent kept pointing out my flaws as proofs that I wont achieve anything
parent called me stupid, incompetent, ignorant, while withholding information that I needed to know in order to complete tasks
parent would change their side of the agreement in crucial moment and then pretend it was obvious from the start
parent stalked me/distrusted me without any reason/invaded my privacy
parent attacked my insecurities and vulnerabilities in any argument
parent forced me into degrading actions while they watched me do it
parent threatened to leave me
parent accused me regularly of behaving the way they did
parent never acknowledged, praised or approved of my actions
parent always demanded they are right without any proof/explanation
parent insisted that they’re a great parent using financial support as proof
parent insisted that I should be grateful for how good they are to me
parent gaslighted me and tried to make me believe my memories weren’t real if I confronted them with what they did
parent didn’t notice I haven’t been eating properly
parent didn’t notice I was sick/didn’t care for me while I was sick
parent didn’t notice I was injured
parent didn’t notice I didn’t have clothes/shoes I needed for school
parent didn’t notice I suffered from trauma
parent didn’t notice I was anxious and stressed
parent didn’t notice I was depressed
parent didn’t notice I was cutting myself
parent didn’t notice I was suicidal
parent didn’t notice I was being sexually abused
parent didn’t notice I was being bullied
parent failed to get me medical attention when it was needed
parent failed to teach me the very basics of self care
parent didn’t seem to notice any of my needs and feelings except the absolute minimum I required to survive
when I notified them of these things, they denied it, accused me of lying, decided it wasn’t happening and/or blamed me for it
parent made me feel ashamed for needing money
parent made me feel like I’m a financial burden to them
parent only gave me minimal money to survive
parent made sure I never have a decent amount of money on me
parent took the money I earned from me
parent used the money to blackmail me (if you continue this way let’s see who will pay for your bus ticket!)
parent insisted since they “pay for my stuff” they have the right to control my behaviour and actions
parent had enough money for luxury but kept me without anything
parent refused to get my medicine/get me medical attention because it’s too expensive while they got everything for themselves
parent would keep me anxious over if they would pay my expenses or not
parent would make me do as much work for them as possible before they would pay for a necessity
parent kept me in the dark over family finances even when I was of age
parent would make sure I never have enough money to escape them
If you bold more than 5 things, you have been through abuse. For some particular ones, even one true thing on this list means you’ve been badly harmed by your parents. Also this list is not complete, there are many more abusive behaviours not listed here, feel free to add!
A/N: Another scomiche story(; I feel like I’m spamming y'all with fan fictions, I’m sorry. I don’t know if I’d classify this as sad or happy. Also, listen to Manhattan. It’s the most gorgeous song on this planet.
It was sunday which meant it was time to film a superfruit video. Scott and Mitch sat down after the camera was turned on.
Scott:“What is up everyone? Welcome to superfruit, the best show on the internet” Mitch sang a random run and superfruit had started.
Mitch: “So today we decided to a Q&A today since we are some lazy queens”
Scott started scrolling through their twitter mentions as he saw Mitch’s flirt, David, tweeting at them. Will you be my boyfriend?. Scott looked away. Mitch saw the tweet too. “Oh my god SCOTT! Have you seen this?! Isn’t he the cutest? I am literally obsessed with him.” Mitch said as he blushed like a little teenager.
“Yeah, it’s adorable… Umm, can we do this at another time? I need to do something..” Scott stood up and left before Mitch could reply.
He made his way down the street and with his headphones on, he tried to clear his mind. It’s too late, Scott. He’s in love with someone else, they’re gonna get married and you just have to deal with it. You blew your chance since you’re such a child who’s afraid to be a man and admit your feelings.
The rest of his thoughts melted together and filled his mind. He was so distracted by the overwhelming feeling of sadness that he didn’t realize he had been walking for 2 hours without telling Mitch where he went; he didn’t want to either. He just wanted to escape the place that brought the feelings back.
Time went by and David moved in with Mitch at his and Scotts place. Scott tried to be nice, but it was so hard. All he wanted to do was kiss Mitch like David did. He wanted to have his head in his lap, he wanted to be in his arms.. But that spot was already taken.
Scott couldn’t take it anymore.
“Mitch, I need to talk to you under 4 eyes.” he whispered with a glimpse of sadness going through his eyes. Mitch followed him into Scotts room and sat down. Before Mitch got to say anything, Scott started talking. “Listen… I need to get out of here and be alone for a while” Scott said as he looked down on his feet. A small tear was trying to escape his eyelid, but he quickly blinked it away. “I know it’s the best for us, besides we get to see each other everyday anyway.” Scott said as he pulled a crying Mitch in for a hug…
“Wait” Mitch whispered. “Please don’t leave me”…
“I have to, for me, for you, for us.” Scott said as he wiped a tear away with his sleeve. Without saying another word, he grabbed the last packed suitcase and went down to the car, driving away from his feelings, driving away from his love.
“Hey guys, I was wondering if I can play a special song tonight?” Scott said as him, Avi, Kevin and Kirstie was at soundcheck. Mitch was backstage making out with David, as usual.
“Sure Scottie” Kirstie said as she gave him a hug, knowing that was exactly what he needed.
“Okay, I’m gonna have to bring a piano on stage” Scott said to the cheering crowd. He took a deep breath and sat down, the rest of PTX respectfully sat down on the other side of the stage.
He started playing and as he hit the first note, his eyes locked with Mitch’s.
“You can have Manhattan, I know it’s for the best.” he took a breath and continued singing. “And I’ll bow out of place to save you some space for somebody new, you can have Manhattan ‘cause I can’t have you."
As Scott played the interlude, the crowd remained silent. Nobody had ever heard that song sung so powerful, so full of emotion and hurt.
"You can have Manhattan, the one we used to share… Hang on to the reverie, could you do that for me?” Mitch wiped a tear away with his hand as he looked in Scotts eyes.
“You can have Manhattan, I’ll settle for the beach.. I’ll wish this away, just missing the days when I was one half of two; you can have Manhattan 'cause I can’t have you”.
Scott finished the song without Mitch and his eyes breaking contact once.
Before he knew it, the crowd was gone and so was Mitch. Scott took a last sigh before driving the long way back to the hotel.
At 2 am Scott woke up by a loud knocking on his door. “Go away” he groaned, but the knocking just intensified.
He put on some pants and a tanktop before opening the door and to his surprise, it was Mitch.
“Mitch, what are you…” his words were silenced by the pressure of his lips of Mitch’s. He pulled Mitch close to him, wanting the moment to last forever.
“Scott, I love you. I thought you never liked me… And no matter what I did to make you fall for me, you never seemed like you did. But I am crazy in love with you. Please come home”.
Scott smiled as he pulled Mitch in for a hug, holding him as tight as humanly possible. “I love you too, Mitch”.
Honestly the best part of the trailer is the fact that Bruce is the one going around collecting people because the fact that Hal wasn’t one of those people definitely indicates he’s gonna show up uninvited just “hey guys what’s up can I play too” and Bruce is gonna be like 🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃
As soon as we all finished, we packed up and were bound to hit the road again.
Gilinksy and Cam had swapped so that Gilinksy was driver and Hayes was
passenger. I moved up a bit so that I was closer to Hayes, because I didn’t
want to get bored. As I made my way up voice asked “Y/N where you going?” I
looked back and the voice belonged to Sammy. I smiled a little and replied “To
hang with Hayes and Gilinksy”. “No stay here with us” “or me” he whispered. “Why”
I questioned. “Let’s get to know each other better” I just giggled and agreed. I
went back and placed myself next to Sammy.
“So Y/N, how’s the road trip been so
“Oh, it’s been pretty great” I replied.
“Good, good, so how about we get to know each other?” he asked.
I nodded my head in agreement.
“Okay you go first” we both
exclaimed at the same time.
Sammy just cracked a smile and I smiled shyly and giggled back.
so Y/N where are you from?” he asked.
“I’m originally Indian, but I lived in Australia since I was 2”
“Oh, that’s where your Australian accent’s from” Sam said.
“Aha yep” I agreed.
Then Hayes exclaimed “Y/N do speak some of your language (Malayalam) for the boys”.
I argued. “Yeeeeesssssss………….” the boys replied back.
“Dammit!” I thought to myself. I didn’t want to make a fool of myself, especially
in front of Sammy. “Ok so here goes” I said, then speaking some Indian.
As I taught them some words they looked taken back. Then Nate asked me “Y/N
give us some insults” “Sure will do, just watch out Nate!” I replied with a smug smirk and all the boys giggled and laughed. As we all laughed Gilinksy pulled into the driveway of the
place we were staying at for the night. “Here we are” Nash said. We couldn’t
take our eyes off the tropical styled house. It was quite large and I decided I
would go for look around as the boys stood in awe. As I started walking, I
think one of the boys got kicked back into their senses. “Hey, Y/N where ya
going” Nate asked and I replied “Going to look around” “Sweet” Johnson and Nate
said later joining me, then out of the corner of my eye I spotted Sammy trailing
behind as we all stopped walking the same question popped up again from Sammy. He
then joined us well. When we started walking around Sam slung his arm around me,
even I was quite short. I looked up at him and he asked with a smirk “what?“ “Nothing” I replied.
We continued our tour around the house and as we did each of the other boys
would join in. At the end of the house tour the whole group was there. By then Cam,
Nash, Gilinksy and Matt explained that they had already brought the luggage
from the combi to the living room of the house.
could get into the house, Nash held the keys to the front door and we all
cheered excitedly awaiting what was in store. Nash gave me the keys as he said “Would
you like the honour?” I smiled and picked up the key form his palm then I opened
the door slowly.
As soon as I
took my first step, all the guys got impatient and rushed in. Oooo’s and Ahh’s
arose from each our mouths. After taking a tour of inside the house I walked
out to the back, noticing a Jacuzzi and a heated swimming pool. I squealed a
bit too loudly, then all the boys joined over and I heard a few “yes’s and awesome’s
being passed around. I could tell we were all excited. “So how long
are we staying here for’ I asked then Cam replied “Well only a night, but
seeing how great this house is we can stay for 2 or 3 nights and just cancel the
next couple of houses, it shouldn’t be a problem.” “Yes!” I exclaimed as I shot
my hands up in the air, getting a few smirks and giggles from the boys. “Ok, we
need to assign rooms” Hayes said. All the others agreed. “Who wants to go with
who?” Nash asked. “Ok how about we put all our names in a hat and pick out two
and those two have to share the same room?” I suggested. “Y/N is a genius!”
Matt squealed and we all laughed. I wrote each one of our names down and ripped
up the paper, then placing it into a hat which Matt gave me. I gave the hat to
Matt and he started to pick out names. “First up, Johnson and Nash” then he
kept on going picking out names then I heard my name being called out “Y/N and
Matt” after listening to himself Matt squealed for the second time today. I was
low key hoping for it to be Sammy but maybe next time, as I said we have 2 weeks
so I may have a chance. So the roommates ended up being, Johnson and Nash, Cam
and Gilinksy, Sam and Hayes and Nate got the daybed in the sunroom. “How bout’ we go to
the pool” Sam exclaimed as everyone had just started to leave. We all nodded in
agreement “Ok so meet you all at the pool in 5?” I asked “Yep” Sammy replied.
to get up stairs then I changed into my white mesh two piece swimmers and tied
my hair up into a messy bun (Picture up top)
I went to
Matt’s and my room and changed my iPhone cover to a waterproof one so I could
take pictures and stuff like that. Then I started walking down stairs and
filled up my bottle of water in the kitchen and I grabbed a plate of strawberries
then I started making my way to the pool. I was looking through Instagram when I
bumped into someone. I looked up and saw Nate towering over me with a smirk. “Looking
good lil’ ma” “Thanks Nate” I replied and I smiled back. I continued walking to
pool hoping that the pool would be nice and heated. One I was near the pool the
sun had just started to set and I unlocked my phone and started to take a
picture when Sammy said he wanted to be in it. I agreed and he stood with his
back facing the camera, then I took the picture and posted it to insta with the
caption “The road trip has finally begun with my boys!” As I was posting the
picture I got a notification from all my social Medias and they all said Sam
Wilkinson and Nate Maloley have followed you. I had a mini fan girl moment and I
internally screamed. Just as I locked my phone and placed it on the table along
with my strawberries and water, someone picked me up and started walking closer
and closer to the pool. I squealed a little bit and when they had started to
drop me into the pool I grabbed their back so that we both fell into the pool. Luckily
my plan worked and as I rose to the water I looked and saw Nash wiping his face
with his hands. I laughed at him and said “Looks like your plan kinnda
I’m going to get you, you better watch out!” he answered. Then I heard Sammy’s
voice “Nah Nash you ain’t gonna get her if I’m there to protect her” he said as
he pretended to flex. I looked at him and he did his signature smirk. Oh god I was
After a chaotic time in the pool I dried up and connected my phone to
the sound system I the house and some RnB and Hip Hop started playing. I danced
my way upstairs then I danced all the way to my room. I kept on dancing in my room when
noticed that Matt was in there the whole time. I started laughing in embarrassment
and Matt joined in too. Then I heard someone knocking on our wall telling us to
be quiet “Hey guys can you shut up? There is a good song playing which I would
like to listen to”. I guessed I was Gilinksy because it was Bruno Mars’ Treasure
that was playing. I gathered all my stuff and made my way to the bathroom to
have a shower. Thankfully there were 3 bathrooms so we could all share. After I
finished, I walked to my room and checked my phone, there were so many twitter
notifications but I didn’t bother to look at them. I grabbed my phone and made
my way to dinner which btw smelt so fricking good. I walked into the kitchen
and saw that it was Cam cooking. “Need any help?” I asked. “Sure, keep me
company” Cam answered. I nodded and started talking to Cam then he randomly
asked me “Y/N?”, “Yeah?” I replied, “Who do you fancy right now” he questioned
putting on his best British accent. Was he serious??
Side note: If you were wondering what the word in the bracket was (Malayalam) that’s one of the many languages in India and it’s the one I speak. Yes I edited this because an anon found the previous post of this story, offensive because I called Indian a language as it is an ethnicity.
Hey guys here is the 2nd part to this fan fiction. if you have any ideas or feedback of what could happen later in this story please message me. Rose xoxo
I can’t believe this is happening but I love it. You’d best believe my friends and I decided where we were going for happy hour based on this. The manager was refreshing the lure (the pokestop was essentially in the restaurant) every half hour. Once one of my friends put his own lure up when it ran out, rather than wait, and like twenty minutes later the manager came by and was like “hey! Are you guys playing? Can I ask a favor? I’ve been refreshing the lures, but last time someone put their own up [we all point accusingly] and it totally threw off my timing! So let me put the next one up okay?”