It starts like the Hidden Block route. Hana befriends all of them and they happily offer to let her join them. Hana says no and harshly says that they’re weird and would just make her life worse by association. This devastates them all, who had started to really like Hana. And, her insistence on joining Normal Boots scares them. Normal Boots are their friends! They can’t let their friends have such an awful person among their ranks!
But, when Jeff tries to warn PBG, tearfully telling him what Hana said to them all, PBG quickly dismisses him. “Hana would never say that!”, he insists. And when Jeff keeps pushing it, his tone turns cold. PBG tells Jeff to stop spreading lies about Hana if he wants to still be his friend.
They try to warn Jared during DnD as well, and he seems a bit more open to the idea, but after that night, he doesn’t show up to any more meetings. He claims it’s because he doesn’t want to risk being seen, but they’re sure Hana’s the real reason.
Their smiles are all gone. They can’t see a way to settle this civilly, so they have to sabotage Hana to make sure their friends won’t be harmed by her like they were. They do everything they can think of to make her look bad to Normal Boots. Wallid and Jimmy procure a counterfeit Princess Pumpernickel to “give” to Hana to make her look worse to Jirard. Luke writes anonymous notes to leave on her door telling her how awful she is and vaguely threatening her if she keeps trying to get into Normal Boots. Caddy even steals the golden Boots and frames Hana for it.
But, Hana only uses this to further hurt Hidden Block. “No real friends of Normal Boots would hurt them like that!”, she insists. “And if you don’t want everyone to find out what you really are, you’d better drop out of the tournament.”
By the time the tournament rolls around, Ian’s the only one Hana’s not forced out of it, and only because Hana wants to play the hero for Normal Boots. But, during the match, Ian can’t help but start telling her all she’s done, letting out all the hurt she’s caused them all. He tearfully tells her she’s turned his family into a nervous wreck. And for what, some stupid tournament? Popularity? They were nothing but nice to her until she decided to turn on them and turn their friends against them!
This gets through to Hana. She realizes what she’s become. She’s not the Protagonist anymore, she’s the Villain. So, she lays down her controller and begs Ian to take her down. To take her place as the hero and destroy the villain she’s become.
Ian isn’t sure what happened, but he wakes up in a hospital a little while later with his hair dyed pink and no memory of what happened, just a strange dream of a girl crying and telling him to take care while tying a red ribbon around his wrist before being swallowed up by a gaping void.
All of Hidden Block is there to greet him when he wakes and Normal Boots comes in a few at a time. They explain the tournament was called off after Ian passed out, and they decided to hold it another time to make things fair. Ian isn’t sure why, but it warms his heart to see them all there for him, together.
not being a fan of sasusaku is one thing since we all have different preferences but twisting canon facts and spreading lies about karin being a mother to downplay sakura as a character and ss relationship in general simply because you’re insecure about your fav is truly pathetic… 😉
walmart like actively demonizes unions and encourages their employees to be fearful of them by spreading lies and propaganda about them lmao. like it would be really difficult to unionize walmart workers because as soon as youre hired they start making you learn anti-union propaganda and quiz you on it to make sure you’re adequately fearful of them and they do this multiple times. lmao they literally try to brainwash their employees into hating unions.
My grandfather was a generally peaceful man. He was a gardener, an EMT, a town selectman, and an all around fantastic person. He would give a friend - or a stranger - the shirt off his back if someone needed it. He also taught me some of the most important lessons I ever learned about violence, and why it needs to exist.
When I was five, my grandfather and grandmother discovered that my rear end and lower back were covered in purple striped bruises and wheals. They asked me why, and I told them that Tom, who was at that time my stepfather, had punished me. I don’t remember what he was punishing me for, but I remember the looks on their faces.
When my mother and stepfather arrived, my grandmother took my mother into the other room. Then my grandfather took my stepfather into the hallway. He was out of my eye line, but I saw through the crack in the door on the hinge side. He slammed my stepfather against the wall so hard that the sheet rock buckled, and told him in low terms that if he ever touched me again they would never find his body.
I absolutely believed that he would kill my stepfather, and I also believed that someone in the world thought my safety was worth killing for.
In the next few years, he gave me a few important tips and pointers for dealing with abusers and bullies. He taught me that if someone is bringing violence to you, give it back to them as harshly as you can so they know that the only response they get is pain. He taught me that guns are used as scare tactics, and if you aren’t willing to accept responsibility for mortally wounding someone, you should never own one. He told me that if I ever had a gun aimed at me, I should accept the possibility of being shot and rush the person, or run away in a zig-zag so they couldn’t pick me off. He taught me how to break someone’s knee, how to hold a knife, and how to tell if someone is holding a gun with intent to kill. He was absolutely right, and he was one of the most peaceful people I’ve ever met. He was never, to my knowledge, violent with anyone who didn’t threaten him or his family. Even those who had, he gave chances to, like my first stepfather.
When I was fourteen, a friend of mine was stalked by a mutual acquaintance. I was by far younger than anyone else in the social crowd; he was in his mid twenties, and the object of his “affection” was as well. Years before we had a term for “Nice Guy” bullshit, he did it all. He showed up at her house, he noted her comings and goings, he observed who she spent time with, and claimed that her niceness toward him was a sign that they were actually in a relationship.
This came to a head at a LARP event at the old NERO Ware site. He had been following her around, and felt that I was responsible for increased pressure from our mutual friends to leave her alone. He confronted me, her, and a handful of other friends in a private room and demanded that we stop saying nasty things about him. Two of our mutual friends countered and demanded that he leave the woman he was stalking alone.
Stalker-man threw a punch. Now, he said in the aftermath that he was aiming for the man who had confronted him, but he was looking at me when he did it. He had identified me as the agent of his problems and the person who had “turned everyone against him.” His eyes were on mine when the punch landed. He hit me hard enough to knock me clean off my feet and I slammed my head into a steel bedpost on the way down.
When I shook off the stunned confusion, I saw that two of our friends had tackled him. I learned that one had immediately grabbed him, and the other had rabbit-punched him in the face. I had a black eye around one eyebrow and inner socket, and he was bleeding from his lip.
At that time in my life, unbeknownst to anyone in the room, I was struggling with the fact that I had been molested repeatedly by someone who my mother had recently broken up with. He was gone, but I felt conflicted and worthless and in pain. I was still struggling, but I knew in that moment that I had a friend in the world who rabbit-punched a man for hitting me, and I felt a little more whole.
Later that year, I was bullied by a girl in my school. She took special joy in tormenting me during class, in attacking me in the hallways, in spreading lies and asserting things about me that were made up. She began following me to my locker, and while I watched the clock tick down, she would wait for me to open it and try to slam my hand in it. She succeeded a few times. I attempted to talk to counselors and teachers. No one did anything. Talking to them made it worse, since they turned and talked to her and she called me a “tattle” for doing it. I followed the system, and it didn’t work.
I remembered my friend socking someone in the face when he hit me. I recalled what my grandfather had taught me, and decided that the next time she tried, I would make sure it was the last. I slammed the door into her face, then shut her head in the base of my locker, warping the aluminum so badly that my locker no longer worked. She never bothered me again.
Violence is always a potential answer to a problem. I believe it should be a last answer - everything my grandfather taught me before his death last year had focused on that. He hadn’t built a bully or taught me to seek out violence; he taught me how to respond to it.
I’ve heard a lot of people talk recently about how, after the recent Nazi-punching incident, we are in more danger because they will escalate. That we will now see more violence and be under more threat because of it. I reject that. We are already under threat. We are already being attacked. We are being stripped of our rights, we are seeing our loved ones and our family reduced to “barely human” or equated with monsters because they are different.
To say that we are at more risk now than we were before a Nazi got punched in the face is to claim that abusers only hurt you if you fight back. Nazis didn’t need a reason to want to hurt people whom they have already called inhuman, base, monsters, thugs, retards, worthless, damaging to the gene pool, and worthy only of being removed from the world. They were already on board. The only difference that comes from fighting back is the intimate knowledge that we will not put up with their shit.
- Jeff should’ve lived
- you cried during the suicide scene
- you wanted clay to confess his love for Hannah
- wanted Bryce to go to jail
- Courtney was a bitch who shouldn’t have spread lies
- Jessica and Alex shouldn’t have kicked Hannah out of the group
- Justin shouldn’t have let Bryce send the picture to the whole school
- Clay took YEARS to listen to the tapes
THANK YOU FOR THIS SUBMISSION.
PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS. JORGE HIMSELF WANTS PEOPLE TO JUST BE HAPPY ABOUT THIS NEW FILM AND CONFIRMED HE PITCHED TBOL TO DREAMWORKS AND NOT DISNEY.
PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD TO END THIS ARGUMENT OR AT LEAST THIS FALSE ASPECT OF IT.
A director at Israel’s official Holocaust memorial, Yad Vashem,
has reached out to Amazon CEO Jeff Bezos to ask that the online retail
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Holocaust, the Associated Pressreported Sunday.
Robert Rozett, a director of libraries at the memorial, said he sent a
letter offering Amazon his help in curbing “the spread of hatred.”
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the roleplay community can be a nasty place at times, rumors spread and lies thrown about like they’re gospel. because of this, something must be done to counter such negativity. my goal ( as well as those that decide to participate ) is to make sure people know they aren’t alone. if you’re simply feeling down and need encouragement, or you’re truly struggling with life and need help, this campaign is for you. we’re a shoulder to cry on or just a friendly voice to keep your spirits lifted; whatever you need. within reason, of course, for though we may try, we cannot work miracles.
no one should feel left out, disliked, or unwanted, and the goal of the kindness campaign is to make sure none of that happens. you are loved and you are wanted, and very much so.
if you wish to participate in this campaign, aka be a sender / messenger of positivity and love, REBLOG this post. it let’s people know that you are a safe haven. if you’re in a bad place or just want to hear kind words, be it about your writing or otherwise, LIKE this post. you will get at least one message, if not more, depending on who all is able to respond. and feel free to like this post more than once. what i mean by this is that if you’re ever feeling down / not yourself, like this post. if you feel that way again a day or a week or a month later, like this post again. someone will come to you and tell you just how amazing you are. i want to emphasize, however, that this is NOT a campaign meant to boost your ego. do not abuse what we will all be giving / contributing just so you can boast about it later. while we want everyone happy in any / every way, keep in mind the purpose of this campaign.
to recap: REBLOG to join ( and to spread the word to others ), LIKE for kind words.
let’s spread love and positivity to any and everyone we can. it’s the kindest thing we can do despite it seeming so small and insignificant. i promise you, just a few kind words can go a long way for the person receiving them. not only that, but those that will participate will know they are making a difference in someone’s world. we can make this a big thing if we really try, so spread the word!! let everyone know that they’re not alone and that they are loved! fight hate and negativity with love and positivity! and remember:
I have this random headcanon about the Captain Swan wedding, ok.
So Emma and Killian make up yadda yadda, the engagement is back on, and he has a long lovely talk with Charming to make amends and all is right in the Charming-Jones world.
They get married and everyone (read: me) cries and it’s beautiful and wonderful and True Love Forever.
But then it’s the wedding reception. And while Killian and Emma and her family are all fine, whispers still persist following the drama that happened around the engagement and Killian’s disappearance. Gossip quietly tinges the party with the “well I heard he left her” and “no no no she kicked him out” and “well he killed her grandfather, I can’t believe David and Snow allowed this to happen” etc etc etc.
And it’s probably someone like fucking Grumpy running his dumb mouth after too many beers when all of the sudden
A fork jabs down, perfectly in between his fingers that rest on top of the table.
Seems to be a lot of hatred for “Rocknaldo” online immediately after its air date. Some people are just pissed that a CN promo made them think we’d be meeting a new Gem instead of watching Ronaldo choose a Gem nickname (I didn’t believe we’d be getting a new Gem for a second, given the style of the tease). But most of it’s just Ronaldo hate in general. Ronaldo’s a jerk, etc. Well yeah. He’s a jerk.
But here’s why I think this episode is important. Not Ronaldo’s redemption / apology / stating outright that he was wrong, though that’s good too. Not Steven giving chances to people for trying to understand, though again that’s good too. It’s important because in a simplified way, this brought to light how people who claim to want to understand us and help us can frequently engage in self-serving, counterproductive behavior.
I can’t even count the times in my life that someone “interested in” one of the several marginalized communities I’m part of has committed to a poorly organized, cursory study of my outsider group and then confronted me with claims that they understand what I should be doing better than I do. This is how I should handle my activism. This is the way I should prioritize my goals. This is a behavior or perspective of mine that’s alienating “normal” people like them. They accuse us of hypocrisy or misguidedness because they think it isn’t working if it’s not designed to serve and center them, and then they claim they have a better grasp of my mission than I do.
But this is my whole life. These are our whole lives.
Perspectives from outside are usually welcome, but not at the expense of ours. Not in place of and prioritized over lived experience. They should be learning from us, not striding in and telling us as an ally, they know better than we do what would forward our cause and what would bring us all together for good. Ronaldo in this episode is the worst kind of false ally. He came into Steven’s life with a so-called interest in what the Crystal Gems do, but applied his own ideas of what they’re like:
Expecting to be “issued” a Gem
Telling Steven he should be proud and show off his Gemstone even though he had misgivings about it
Focusing on how “cool” he sounded with his new label
Challenging more established members as to whether they really belonged there
Explicitly accusing established members of having false and invalid reasons for being included
Forcing himself to conform to imagined standards of the group even though they weren’t natural for him (not sleeping), then bragging about how Real Crystal Gem it made him
Responding to challenges by telling an established member that HE needed to go think about his validity to the group
These are all fake ally techniques most of us have seen with people who aren’t REALLY here about forwarding the cause. They give it a cursory study (if that), they slap a star on their shirt and use a new name, and they seek to climb the ranks of legitimacy by knocking down people “above” them who have done their time. Are you sure you really care about this mission? Don’t I seem to have a considered opinion because I’m being critical? Aren’t you really being the hypocrites by claiming you want to help and protect humanity but not accepting ME as I twist your mission statement to fit my agenda? The agenda, of course, just like with Ronaldo, is making THEM feel good.
If they truly understood, they would apprentice themselves to those for whom THIS IS THEIR WHOLE LIFE, and they would listen FAR more than they would talk. This is not only a way to offer respect and deference to their expertise; it is EFFECTIVE. It is the best way to get an education about what actually helps in a cause. Your ideas may be valuable and your questions are worth asking, but as a person who is perhaps trying to enter a movement alongside those whose very lives are consumed by it, you must listen hard, and listen first.
Ronaldo still doesn’t totally get it at the end. He thinks the real problem is he’s just too much of an outsider, even for outsiders. At least he’s closer to the truth now and isn’t actively spreading harmful lies, but well-meaning allies who don’t listen can still be more hurt than help. He seems happy emphasizing the imagined mystique that comes with being the “ultimate outsider,” but really, he’s a person who wants a cause more than he actually cares about any causes.
The Ronaldos of this world want to have done but don’t want to do. They want to skip to the part where they’re the hero of the battle, but not have to be humbled by the long hours and days of injuries, practice, concentration, and dedication. They want glory, and they have the mainstream perspective that they must be aggressive, confident, and competitive against others on their same side before they’ll come out on top. If you are an outsider to a movement and you truly want to be an ally, you must know why. Ronaldo couldn’t have answered the first question about what the Crystal Gems fight for. He never demonstrated that he could be trusted with the answer, though Steven was tolerant enough to keep giving him the benefit of the doubt.
A good lesson I took from this episode is this: If a Ronaldo is trying to infiltrate your inner circle and he’s already billing himself as an expert above people with more life experience, keep in mind that he is there to make everything about your movement conform to an ideology that serves HIM, and if necessary he will warp it and turn it against the people who are living it. And even if you’re part of a movement but have some similarities to Ronaldo—like Steven sharing Ronaldo’s experience of having an organic body and not being trusted on missions at first—don’t let a superficial similarity be misinterpreted as a substitute for authentic lived experience on the axis you’re examining here.
Invite new allies slowly, with caution, the way Steven and later the other Gems began to welcome Connie into the fold after she demonstrated solidarity, respect, and patience. If they show up on your doorstep with a suitcase and they’re asking why THEY don’t get your mother’s sword within a day, that is a red flag. They will divide and damage your core team in search of personal glory, and if you can’t get them to curb this behavior and sit down, you may have to turn them away for your own safety. Don’t let them take the glory from you, and if you do that, they will find a “better” cause that serves their REAL agenda soon enough.
You don't know that, Armin! Come on, we still know nothing about the world out there! You still haven't seen the ocean, right? There's so much to learn about the world, you can't give up! If we just go beyond the walls-
*Flashback to what happened to Faye when she went beyond the walls*
*Ceremony where Historia gives out rewards commences*
Eren, in his thoughts:
I know that our situation is bleak, and if I can change I'd be willing to sacrifice my life. And yet, I can't bring myself to sacrifice Historia.
This is a reference to how Eren know that, when he activated the coordinate, he was touching a titanized royal (Dina), so they might be able to activate it by titanizing Historia. But he didn't tell anyone.
*Kisses Historia's hand*
--------Memory is awakened in Eren----------
*Back when Grisha was confronting Freida, before he ended up killing them all*
Come on guys just use your powers to kill everyone trying to kill the people I love so the people I love don't have to die.
*Glares at Grisha*
Anyways so the guillotines pretty much got rid of all the titans and they retook wall Maria. And there's almost no titans left on the island.
So I guess all the titans are killed. One thing off Eren's bucket list.
SO a lot of months passed and they set off to find the ocean.
Another one off the bucket list. Productive day.
*FLIPS THE FUCK OUT*
*Somewhat sullen, contemplative*
So... on the other side of that ocean, there's people who are going to try to kill us.
We aren't free yet. Is killing the people who oppose us what it takes to finally be free?
Also who does your hair it's fabulous
Sorry this wasn't as funny. hopefully it's easy to understand, at least.
If you create or spread libel about Cory Michael Smith, you should know I find you absolutely loathsome, and that I don’t want you here. Block me, unfollow me; I will be happy to see you go. You are an utterly contemptible person. Leave. Now.
To those who have rebuked such statements: you are beacons of love and respect, and you have been far more patient in refuting this foul behavior as it crops up than I currently posses the grace required to deal with. I extend my sincerest gratitude to you.
Hopefully, this will be my only, blanket statement on the matter, as I believe I’ve made my position very clear.
Hey guys just a heads up @psa-callout is spreading lies about us being pedophiles and pedophile apologists (not that they have any followers to spread stuff anyways) but I just thought you should know they have targeted us and @weavemama specifically and have been harassing us for like a week now, so just a heads up that it’s 100% bullshit and you should just block them because they’re hellbent in running a spineless smear campaign against us (they blocked us before making the pedophile call out lmfaooo).
The second time Ronan hugs Adam he’s not sure if it can even be considered a hug. Adam’s tired and his muscles ache. His body is sore from working all day, moving from one job to the other. He longs for sleep, a shower, Ronan’s comforting embrace. His mind takes him back to that hug Ronan gave him in the aftermath of finding Glendower. He thinks of Ronan’s strong arms holding him up when he felt like he was falling - making him feel safe and loved. He sighs deeply, his chest aching briefly, reaching for the keys in his pocket to open the door to his lonely apartment. He wishes Ronan was here. It’s been almost a month since Ronan first hugged him, and although they can barely keep their hands and mouths off each other, hugging isn’t a gesture that occurs regularly between them. Adam wishes it was. He turns the key in the lock and pushes the door open. However, he stops in the doorway, mouth parting slightly in surprise, then slowly forming into a soft smile.
Ronan Lynch - in nothing but a pair of soft grey sweatpants - lies spread eagle on Adam’s mattress, threadbare blanket tossed aside, headphones over his ears, face calm and relaxed in sleep. Adam drops his bag beside the door, after closing it, and rubs his tired eyes as if to make sure he’s still awake and that Ronan Lynch is in fact inhabiting his bed. Briefly, he wonders how Ronan got in. But then he remembers the mix tape in his car and muses at Ronan’s sufficient lock picking skills.
Although Adam wants nothing more than to crawl into bed with Ronan, he’s in desperate need of a shower. He takes a last longing glance at Ronan before silently making his way across the room to his tiny bathroom. He pulls his clothes off and steps into his small shower, scrubbing furiously at the sweat and grease sticking to his tanned skin. Occasionally he splashes water over his face so as not to fall asleep standing under the spray of warm water. Soon enough, Adam leaves the shower and dresses in a pair of worn out pyjama bottoms that are considerably small on him - the hems ending above his ankles. Running a hand through his damp hair, Adam exits the bathroom eager at the thought of finally getting into bed with Ronan.
Tired and aching, the shower having offered only a small comfort to his sore muscles, Adam crawls onto his lumpy mattress settling himself over Ronan. Slotting himself into the space between Ronan’s parted legs, Adam slides his arms under Ronan’s back as if Ronan’s torso was a pillow, pressing his cheek against Ronan’s chest, hair brushing Ronan’s collar bone and throat. The feel of Ronan’s skin against his own, and his body heat, is both overwhelming to Adam’s senses and instantly comforting. Adam feels that similar ache in his chest from earlier. He has missed this desperately. Despite the hardness of his muscles Ronan makes the nicest pillow Adam has ever slept on.
Just as Adam is drifting off to sleep Ronan shifts, his arm once resting above his head moves to wrap around Adam’s waist and hug him closer. Adam - mind now losing itself to sleep, good ear pressed over Ronan’s steady beating heart - doesn’t hear the rustle of Ronan removing his headphones. But, he does register the moment Ronan’s hand softly pushes his hair back, running down the back of his neck before coming to rest on his shoulder rubbing circles into his skin with his thumb. Adam mumbles incoherently into Ronan’s skin, sinking into the feeling of Ronan’s body beneath his. Ronan’s arms holding him close, keeping him warm and safe, Adam finally surrenders himself to sleep.
is how I personally do readings when I’m being fancy. I’m not saying
your way is wrong.
“Hi, nice to meet you! Thank you for letting me read for you
you need to do this in order to feel comfortable. “Just as a
reminder, this reading, as with all
readings, should be taken in context of your personal experiences and
with a grain of salt.”
their question, especially if you had to slightly alter the wording
to fit your method of divination. “I am reading for the question,
‘what will my love life be like next month?'”
your reading. “Today I drew for you three cards…” “Today I
cast these fives stones…” etc.
interpretations. “The Lovers card means you will have a healthy and
fruitful romantic life in the upcoming month!”
what about your tools helped draw you to this interpretation. This
adds an extra layer of depth to any reading. “I was especially
drawn to how the Lovers are holding hands, with a dove over them.”
“I noted the close proximity of the Fehu rune to the Isa rune,
reading with the holy trinity: Intuition, Appearance, and Book
your intuition to flow forth and unite your spread in to a coherent
the spread as it lies before you. Research
extra textbook meanings to ensure nothing is missed.
entire spread in to a paragraph. Hit your main points, reiterate the
important messages, and give your querent a bite-sized takeaway of
the entire reading. I believe summarizing is important even for one
card, one rune, etc., spreads.