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โ†ณ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ด๐˜‚๐—ฒ

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๐˜€๐˜‚๐—บ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜† || the back story of ivar and y/n before they met eachother.

๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€ || car accident, driving under the influence, trauma, ptsd, domestic abuse, violence, swearing

๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด || modern ivar x female reader

๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฒ || this fanfic will contain triggering subjects, if you are easily triggered this may not be the story for you, if you can relate to any of the topics this series is/will be discussing I am so sorry, just know you are not alone and itโ€™s okay to ask for help. Also, if you want to be tagged, feel free to let me know.

๐—ถ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ, ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ, ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜†๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜†

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The reputation of the Ragnarsson family was widely recognized; Ragnar and his second wife Aslaug ran the largest law firm in Kattegat. Their sons Ubbe, Hvitserk, Sigurd, and Ivar held considerable influence at school. They were the envy of guys and the desire of girls, despite being known as players. Interestingly, Ivar was the only one who didn't show off about it.

Ivar cherished his solitude, but don't be fooled by that; just because he valued his privacy didn't mean he wasn't as mischievous as his brothers when it came to the ladies. To be honest, the attention made him feel like royalty.

However, everything changed one fateful night. At the age of 16, he made a life-altering decision to get into a car with his best friend, who was clearly too intoxicated to drive. Despite Ivar being equally under the influence, in his drunken state, he thought it was a brilliant idea.

It wasn't until he woke up in the hospital, surrounded by his family sleeping in chairs around his bed, that he realized the gravity of the situation. When he asked his mother about the events, tears threatened to fall as he learned they had collided with another vehicle while under the influence, and he was the sole survivor. To make matters worse, the doctor later mentioned that the injuries sustained could lead to permanent paraplegia, a devastating blow that required a waiting period for confirmation.

Aslaug, driven by a mother's love, observed the profound impact on her child when the doctor disclosed his condition. She sprang into action, ensuring he received top medical care, appropriate medications, and the best treatment money could provide. The accident altered him significantly, a transformation that was clear to his entire family.

They put in the work, but Ivar wasn't satisfied with just "enough."

Although he should have felt content about regaining the ability to walk, it came at a price. He now relied on leg braces, crutches, and occasionally his wheelchair if he walked for extended periods. The wheelchair symbolized weakness to him, serving as a constant reminder of that fateful night.

The memories of that traumatic night lingered, fueling the PTSD that tormented his mind. The vivid nightmares haunted him to the point where even after waking up in distress, he struggled to differentiate between reality and the horrors of his dreams.

It didn't just end there, no. Why would it? He transitioned from the popular, bad boy, player that everyone desired or aspired to be, to the furious, aggressive individual that everyone avoided. Even Ivar noticed the transformation, witnessing the sympathetic gazes from classmates, the murmurs behind his back, and the shift of attention from girls who once sought him to now shunning the "poor cripple" brother. So, he disregarded their fear of his newfound anger; in his view, being feared surpassed being pitied.

At that moment, he decided to live the rest of his life in seclusion, filled with anger, aggression, and a vow to never reveal his emotions to anyone except family.

After all, you can't get hurt if you don't let anyone in.

๐ˆโ€™๐Œ ๐๐Ž๐“ ๐Ž๐Š๐€๐˜

When college rolled in, Hvitserk crossed paths with Y/n. To be frank, he wasn't exactly on the lookout for a friend when he spotted her. In fact, his initial words to her were, "Has anyone ever mentioned that you resemble a goddess?" he quipped.

Her response was a gentle giggle that he found endearing, but what truly surprised him was her comeback.

โ€œNice one, I mean really excellent line. How many other girls have fallen for that?" she retorted with a smirk of her own.

From that moment forward, he truly got to know her, Y/n became his best friend. She was his go-to for girl advice, the one he turned to for family rants, the one who never judged or steered him wrong. Y/n had even met his mother and older brother Ubbe. Meeting Ubbe was a piece of cake as he was quite friendly, but his mother was a whole different experience.

Hvitserk was pleasantly surprised by his mother's newfound affection for the girl, convinced that she could make her a daughter-in-law somehow. Despite Hvitserk's attempts to reason with his mother that it was unlikely, Aslaug remained convinced saying โ€œit was written in the stars.โ€ His mother did always seem to have a supernatural ability to perfectly predict the future, so who knows maybe it would happen twenty years down the line.

Y/n had been one of the few dependable people in Hvitserk's life until she met her boyfriend Lucas. Initially understanding of her shifting priorities in a new relationship, Hvitserk grew concerned as Y/n gradually distanced herself completely. She stopped joining him for movie nights, avoided him in public, and ceased responding to his calls and texts.

He knew her better than anyone else, and this behavior wasn't like her at all. She used to be a social butterfly, always texting, calling, and visiting him. Her sudden change scared the hel out of him. He confided in his mother, who advised him to give her some space.

His mother suggested that maybe she was going through something and needed time to deal with it on her own. Despite his instincts telling him otherwise, he decided to trust his mother's advice. In the end, he would realize that he should have listened to his gut; it was a decision he would regret not making sooner.

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3 years ago
Gone Girl (2014) Dir. David Fincher

Gone Girl (2014) dir. David Fincher

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With season 2 of HOTD coming up. Let's remember the following :

Do not send hate / r@pe / de@th threats to the actor's, they are just doing their jobs. ( Just like the worker at the check-out register is doing their's. )

Do not send hate / r@pe / d@ath threats to other members of the fandom because you have a different opinion ( liking a team and or character, on horrific events, etc. )

This is all fake. It's a fictional TV show. None of it is real. ( Let's say this again for those who cannot hear me ) NONE ๐Ÿ‘ OF ๐Ÿ‘ IT ๐Ÿ‘ IS ๐Ÿ‘ REAL ๐Ÿ‘

The actor's are not their character's. ( Example ) Tom and Ewan ARE NOT Aegon and Aemond. Tom and Ewan are REAL PEOPLE you can see on the street. Aegon and Aemond are people you ONLY SEE IN THE TV SHOW / BOOKS.

With Season 2 Of HOTD Coming Up. Let's Remember The Following :
With Season 2 Of HOTD Coming Up. Let's Remember The Following :

Real People v.s. Fictional Character's

There is no shame in simping / lusting over a character / actor in that role and still acknowledge their faults. You can be like "Tom is hot as Aegon, but I can still acknowledge that Aegon is a bad person in the TV Show and done some truly bad things." or "Matt Smith is so hot as Daemon, but I can still acknowledge that Daemon has done some bad things."

Are we all good? Great! ENJOY YOUR FAV HOT TARGARYEN / HIGHTOWER / VELARYON / STARK / WHOEVER WHEN THE SEASON COMES OUT.

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๐ˆ๐’ ๐’๐‡๐„ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐„?

โ†ณ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜ || โ€œcan I request what would druigโ€™s reaction be to having a secret love child with a fellow eternal.โ€

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๐—ถ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ, ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ, ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜†๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜†

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๐ˆ๐’ ๐’๐‡๐„ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐„?

You were an eternal, you and your team had been sent to earth to protect humans from the deviants, each member having a specific set of abilities, you ability was spontaneous creation, you could create pretty much every and anything your heart desired. You loved your team, treating them like your family, obviously some of them *cough ikaris *cough got on your nerves, and you didn't always see eye to eye but you loved them.

There was one eternal you loved more than the others, someone you would do anything for, druig. You and the man had a very flirty relationship, before you had even gotten together you were inseparable, so in love that seeing the two of you happy, is what allowed sersi to give ikaris a chance, the two of you were so in love that the humans, created the idea of soulmates because of the love they saw the two of you displayed.

So needless to say when the team split up, you were understandably heartbroken. You had tried to convince druig to stay for you, stay with the woman he loved, you even offered to go with him, and for a second you almost thought it had worked, until he told you that he couldn't take you away from your family. Stating that as much as he wanted to be selfish, he just couldn't let you leave with him and before you knew it everything was dark.

ย  ย  ย ย  You and druig didn't know why but you figured out early on, that you two could use your abilities on each other,ย  something that you both vowed to never do without the others permission, so when you woke up to Ajax's face, the love of your life gone, and the rest of your family gone as well, you felt betrayed.

The icing on the cake had been when Ajax told you, that she could hear another heartbeat coming from you, something that shouldโ€™ve been impossible due to the fact the eternals couldnโ€™t reproduce with each other, you knew you hadnโ€™t been with anyone other than druig, so Ajax and you brain stormed.

The only possible conclusion was that your ability of spontaneous creation, was what allowed you to have a child with him, all the times the two of you had sat in bed after a night of making love, talking about what it would be like to have children, had most likely activated your ability without you even realizing.

After Ajax told you the group had been disbanded, druig being gone and off the radar, you ventured out on your own with the happiness of being able to experience motherhood, even if druig wasnโ€™t there to be with you.

๐ˆ๐’ ๐’๐‡๐„ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐„?

Canada, 2024

You were reading an old copy of pride and prejudice as your daughter Selene, paced around your warmly decorated room, ranting to her human friends about one of college professors.

ย ย  You and your daughter had settled here in 2004, you made a rule of moving around after a while, not staying in one place too long, but Selene begged and pleaded with you to stay, she loved the country and the people here.ย 

You ultimately folded, given that you could never say no to her, not when she had her fathers eyes. She looked so much like druig, her abilities were even closer to his than they were to yours, Selene had the ability to move things with her mind.

You had told your daughter all about who her father was, as well as your family. Often telling her stories of their greatest moments, when she younger she loved them, now that she was centuries old and in college it helped her pass.

"Hey mom, I'm going upstairs for a bit." Selene said, breaking your inner thoughts.

"Yea no problem moon." You replied, the nickname came from many centuries ago, humans who met your daughter often said she was the embodiment of the moon.

As your daughter went upstairs, still on the phone with her friends there was a heavy knock on your door, moving off the couch you moved gracefully to the door, when the door opened you were shocked to say the least.

There almost all of your family, minus makkari and Ajax. You looked over them before your eyes met his, the ones that were identical to his daughters, the smirk on his face dropped once you heard footsteps behind you.

โ€œY/n, we need to talk.โ€ Ikaris began, while you were staring at druig, all those feelings of betrayal slowly began to leave, as you looked at him smirking and sure you were listening, you could multitask.

After explaining Ajaxโ€™s death, and the emergence, you sat there taking in all the information โ€œwe need you y/nโ€ sersi all but begged, the others all looking at you.

The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs drawer everyoneโ€™s eyes away from you, And the smirk fell off druigs face when the person spoke โ€œmom do we have- oh we have company.โ€ Selene spoke sheepishly, before slowly leaving and going back upstairs.

To all the eternals they realized that no matter how impossible it shouldโ€™ve been, that was druig daughter. There was no doubt in any of their minds, she looked too much like the two of them to not be, whereas in drugโ€™s mind he was heartbroken, he couldnโ€™t see the resemblance and assumed that you had moved on, found a man and started a family with him.

โ€œI think we should give these two some privacy, weโ€™ll see you guys outside.โ€ Sersi spoke, making the rest of the eternals follow behind her, many of the smiling and smirking in their way out.

โ€œCongratulations daddy.โ€ Kingo said patting druig on the shoulder, before walking out the front door.

Druig stood there processing what was just said, finally taking the time to think about what your daughter had looked like, he finally realized how similar she looked to the both of you, he looked at you and saw you werenโ€™t making eye contact with him.

โ€œHello my beautiful, beautiful y/n.โ€ He said walking over to sit in front of you, his hand coming up to hold your cheek, grazing his thumb of the soft skin and looking into your eyes.

โ€œHello druig.โ€ You responded monotone, sure you were happy to see him but you couldnโ€™t help to but feel slightly betrayed.

He signed, before he spoke โ€œdarling, I know I canโ€™t take back what I did but if youโ€™ll let me, Iโ€™d love to spend the rest of eternity making it up to you, I never shouldโ€™ve left you, there hasnโ€™t been a day I havenโ€™t missed you and regretted leaving you.โ€

โ€œThan why didnโ€™t you come back? Why havenโ€™t you looked for me all these centuries?โ€ You asked.

โ€œI had responsibilities, I couldnโ€™t just leave no matter how much I wanted to.โ€ He told you, looking like he was almost pleading with you to understand.

You did understand, you couldnโ€™t leave your daughter because you had a responsibility to her, and you knew druig would never lie to you, so you slowly leaned in and rested your forehead against his.

โ€œI love you, I never stopped loving you druig, nothing would make me happier than spending the rest of eternity with you.โ€ You told him, causing the man to smile.

He leaned in a pressed a soft kiss to your lips before pulling away, โ€œis she mine?โ€ He asked looking at you with such hope in his eyes.

โ€œOf course she is my love, Iโ€™ve never been with anyone else, just you, only ever you.โ€ You told him smiling, watching his smile grow.

โ€œIโ€™d like to meet her.โ€ He told you, so you brought him upstairs and introduced him to his daughter, he loved you her, the two were very similar but druig couldnโ€™t help but love, the fact that she looked more like you than him, in his eyes that made his daughter so much more special to him.

All those late nights talking about your imaginary children, something he had thought was never a possibility for you two, now he was here looking at his beautiful, strong and intelligent daughter, he couldnโ€™t help but think he was the luckiest man to exist.

He finally had the woman of his dreams back in his life, and the family together that you two had always wanted, life couldnโ€™t be much better if only he had found you two before what could be the end of the world.

๐ˆ๐’ ๐’๐‡๐„ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐„?

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3 years ago

Can i request what would druigโ€™s reaction be to having a secret love child with a fellow eternal?

Of course, Iโ€™ll get to work on writing it when I get off work today ๐Ÿฅฐโค๏ธ

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๐ƒ๐Ž๐Œ๐„๐’๐“๐ˆ๐‚ ๐•๐ˆ๐Ž๐‹๐„๐๐‚๐„

โ†ณ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ?

๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—บ โ€˜๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒโ€™ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฝ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฎ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ฝ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—บ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ. ๐——๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—บ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น, ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜…๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐˜€๐˜†๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ.

๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—บ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ?

๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ

๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ

๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ-๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€, ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—บ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป (โ€˜๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ปโ€™) ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ.

๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—บ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฝ๐˜€๐˜†๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด.

๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ

๐—ช๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—บ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฝ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐˜€. ๐—›๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป, ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฑ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€๐—ผ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ. ๐——๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐˜€. ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ

๐—”๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ, ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€. ๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ, ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ป๐—ผ ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜€. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—น๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ.

๐ƒ๐Ž๐Œ๐„๐’๐“๐ˆ๐‚ ๐•๐ˆ๐Ž๐‹๐„๐๐‚๐„

โ†ณ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜€

๐—ข๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ, ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜† ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜‚๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—จ๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€. ๐——๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฒ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฌ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป.

๐Ÿญ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐Ÿฐ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐Ÿญ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐Ÿต ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ, ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜…๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ/๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐˜€ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ท๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜†, ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€, ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜-๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐˜€, ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜…๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜† ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜€, ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฐ.

๐Ÿญ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐Ÿฏ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐Ÿญ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐Ÿฐ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—บ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜€ (๐—ฒ.๐—ด. ๐˜€๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด) ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ "๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ."

๐Ÿญ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐Ÿณ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐Ÿญ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฑ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ท๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ.

๐Ÿญ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฌ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ. ๐——๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฎ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐˜€.

๐Ÿญ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐Ÿฐ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐Ÿญ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐Ÿณ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ (๐—ฒ.๐—ด. ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด) ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ.

๐ƒ๐Ž๐Œ๐„๐’๐“๐ˆ๐‚ ๐•๐ˆ๐Ž๐‹๐„๐๐‚๐„

โ†ณ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฝ ๐—ฎ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ/๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜† ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฝ?

๐—น๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต๐˜†: listen to the persons story without jumping to, problem-solving or offering them โ€œsilver linings.โ€instead of offering your advice, acknowledge their pain and how difficult their situation must be to go through.

๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ปโ€™๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ด๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฎ๐—น: someone in an abusive relationship, may already be dealing with feelings of inadequacy, as well as shame. Asking questions like โ€œwhy donโ€™t you just leave?โ€ Can push your friend/family member away, in a time when they need you the most.

๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ๐˜€: if you find it hard to not be judgmental, donโ€™t worry you are not alone but, no one ever intends to get into an abusive relationship and, you canโ€™t always spot an abuser right off the bat. It can be very helpful to learn the dynamics of domestic violence, the power and control the abusers have over their victims, which can make it difficult and dangerous for the victims to leave.

๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ธ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป: asking them how you can support them, is a great way to show the victim you are there for them. Abuse can make a person feel powerless, so letting them know you trust them to do whatโ€™s right for them, a loved one saying that can help them gain some power back.

๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด: a victim of abuse is most likely already overwhelmed, the idea of leaving can be even more overwhelming. Having knowledge about resources for them to get additional help, when they are ready for it, your best bet is to slowly and step by step encourage them into leaving.

๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ: as selfish as it sounds, you need to make sure your okay during this type of situation. A lot of people donโ€™t understand that, watching someone you love and care about being abused, can take its own emotional toll on you. Make sure you know your limits, it is okay to set boundaries and look for support of your own.

๐ƒ๐Ž๐Œ๐„๐’๐“๐ˆ๐‚ ๐•๐ˆ๐Ž๐‹๐„๐๐‚๐„

โ†ณ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐˜€

๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ?

๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฏ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ

๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ? ( different website than the first)

๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜ + ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—บ ๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฏ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ

๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜…๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜€๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—บ (๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ) (๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฝ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ)

๐ƒ๐Ž๐Œ๐„๐’๐“๐ˆ๐‚ ๐•๐ˆ๐Ž๐‹๐„๐๐‚๐„

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๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜ || ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ณ๐˜†

โ†ณ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ ๐—ฎ๐—บ ๐—ถ ? || my name is liza, i am 23 years old, I go by she/her pronouns and I am a raging homosexual.

โ†ณ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ || some of the works may contain triggering content to viewers, it will be specified in the description, of the work in my masterlist, as well as in the warnings on the top of each post. If you are easily triggered, I recommend maybe not reading those stories :)

โ†ณ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ ๐—œ ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐˜€ ? || as of right now yes! I will write what you guys want me to write about, with characters you want (if I know who they are of course.) My asks are open and you will remain anonymous, so feel free to leave a request. (I will write for plus size readers, poc readers and lgbtq+ readers)

โ†ณ ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€ || normal publishing days for my works, will be the first and last day of each month. Unless, I finish my works early then, they will be published on the day of completion.

โ†ณ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ถ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ปโ€™๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ || I will not be writing about underage relationships, incest, pedophilia, necrophilia, etc.

โ†ณ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ณ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ || this blog is a safe space for anyone, who happens to come across it. People who cannot treat others with kindness, and respect them will be blocked. I will not be putting up with any hatred or bullying of any kind (This includes things like: homophobia, transphobia, sexism, racism and any other kind of hatred)

โ†ณ ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿด+ || this blog is 18+, I would ask you all to respect that however, I know that not everyone cares and will read it anyway. As a result, I will be blocking minors/ people who I think are minors, nothing personal I just know first hand, what the effects of being introduced to explicit content can do at too early of an age.

๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™–๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™—๐™š๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™จ๐™–๐™ž๐™™, ๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ฎ ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ!

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