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Seventeen: [loses Mingyu in a crowd]

Seventeen:

Minghao: Thank God.

[five minutes later]

Minghao: [screaming] haVE ANY OF YOU SEEN MINGYU, HE’S LIKE SEVEN FEET TALL AND ANNOYING AND I GUESS HE COULD, OBJECTIVELY SPEAKING, BE CONSIDERED ATTRACTIVE BUT HE’S MAINLY JUST REALLY FUCKING ANNOYIN-

Seventeen:

Joshua: Do you think we should tell him he went to the bathroom?

Seventeen: [resounding echoes of “no fucking way”]

accidentally deleted the ask (idk either its-) but anon requested

"lin and wing and wei bonding over pro bending/athletics"

- after the red lotus attack in zaofu wing and wei realized o shit aunt lin is pretty cool

- theyd want to learn about how she uses the cables and her fighting style

- them trying to ask her would have gone like "you go" "no you go" "no im scared you do it" "it was your idea just go ask her"

- lin did Not expect them to talk to her or anything bc "su's kids?? liking me?? huh???"

- she really liked it though bc they were less like su and more like the krew (who she loves, she smiled at them so its canon)

- su was pretty surprised when she saw them sitting around the radio listening to a pro bending match (she really didnt think lin would bother getting to know her kids)

- lin 100% yells during sports and so do wing and wei, so it took a minute to realize they were having fun and not just screaming insults at each other

- they never asked about the scars or su, which lin was very relieved about

- lin liked talking to wing and wei about pro bending bc they knew a lot about the strategy and had really good ideas on how to improve it, which she thought was really interesting

Zuko: hey I-

Sokka:

my hands, your bones

battle of the brothers (insp by this thread by user bledstars on twitter)

Lumine: [trips on air]

Childe, laughing: Oh, ojou-chan, you are so clumsy!

[when Lumine isn’t around]

Childe: [activates his Foul Legacy form]

Childe: [to the air] Who the fuck do you think you are, who thE FUCK DO YOU THINK—

razor is a good boy

V Route: V doesn’t deserve the hate he gets from fandom

*V gets blinded by the person he loves*

*yet some from the fandom still think Rika is an innocent victim*

*and this whole Mint-Eye cult is V’s fault*

*does the term…*

PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY

*mean anything to people anymore…?*

Keep reading

Random asshole demon: c'mon don't eat so much, nobody likes a glutton.

Beel: .........

Satan: oh no

Simeon: yikes

Lucifer, getting the bail money ready: whelp.

MC, kicking down the classroom door: noW YOU LISTEN HERE FUCKER-

MC was emotionally abused by her parents

This request is very close to my heart, because of personal experiences, so I put off writing it for a very long time. I’m sorry to whoever sent this for having to wait for so long. And if anyone has these kind of issues, I want them to know that friends are the family we choose and you don’t need to feel obliged to love anyone to mistreats you, even when society tries to force you.

♬Zen♬

Zen will never forget the night you told him about your childhood. He’ll always remember how you’d tried to smile through the stories while your eyes had gradually gotten dimmer and dimmer, slowly overflowing with tears you’d tried to blink away.

The situation was only made worse by the fact that he’d never known, he’d never have asked, had you not been so insistent on him making up with his family or at very least his older brother. He’d been so mad about it until you’d explained just why you thought it to be so important.

It really opened his eyes, making him understand just what a profound effect a family had on you, whether you wanted them to or not, and he came to realize that he too was still dragging around the effects of his childhood, because he refused to work through that.

That very evening he called his parents as well as his brother, not making up per se but at least making an effort in taking the first step. He was exhausted afterwards, but not too exhausted to hold you in his arms and let you cry into his chest until the pain went away.

♬

The two of you were out on a date when you suddenly stopped in your tracks, face going white. Zen couldn’t find the source of your distress until a man and a woman stepped up to you and without ever seeing so much as a picture of them, he knew they were your parents.

Despite smiling at you there was a strange aura surrounding them both and Zen understood where it came from the second they began complaining about how long you hadn’t called them and how you hadn’t even considered introducing them to the new man in your life.

He looked over at you, getting smaller and smaller under the words until he asked you to go ahead and find them a nice seat in the Cafe. He gave you a kiss to the temple and a quick nod before you practically fled the scene, leaving Zen with your surprised parents.

“If it wasn’t for the people around I would make a bigger scene, but I’m a public figure and if I want to provide for your daughter, I need to keep my record clean. However, I want both of you to know that you are despicable people and if you ever step up to her again, I’ll show you just how angry I am.”

★Yoosung★

With Rika gone and his family distant you were a very important part of Yoosung’s life, his driving force, so to say. Whenever he lacked internal motivation he relied on you to provide him with external one and you always did, without a fail. He could count on you at all times.

However, Yoosung had never stopped to consider that so heavily leaning on you could possibly harm you. You were so bright and generous, there couldn’t possibly be something wrong in your life, right? Just like with Rika though, Yoosung was wrong You’d explained it to him after finding out about Rika’s past: Sometimes it was simply easier to fake a smile than to open up about the pain in your heart. Especially when it comes to abuse. As long as the scars aren’t visible, as long as they are only in your head, no one cares for them. Yoosung cared though, holding onto you as you broke down crying after a scene in a movie. Yoosung cared as you wailed in misery about being lonely and broken, about how their voices and words haunted you even in your dreams. Yoosung cared and yet he could do nothing.

★

Yoosung asked Seven to research them, put together a little file for him. He couldn’t actually make them pay, but the least he felt he should do was to give them a piece of his mind. Especially when he’d failed to do so once before, losing his beloved cousin in the process.

All the research didn’t prepare him for when he spotted your parents walking towards you while you were having a stroll through the park. His first instinct – his desire – told him to to go over and use this opportunity to give them hell. The smile on your face stopped him.

Instead he steered you into another direction, making sure that your paths wouldn’t cross theirs. He bought you ice cream at the stand and gave you his jacket when it got a little colder. He told you silly jokes and played catch with you. He’d loved to have talked to them, but in the end your wishes and feelings were more important than his when it came to this matter. Maybe putting your past behind and focusing on making you happy for the rest of your life was the best option. Yoosung would certainly try!

♛Jumin♛

Jumin had always been a perceptive person. It was a necessity to be as much when you worked with hundreds of people in a machinelike business that had to be sustained and kept running perfectly. He tended to ignore people’s feelings in favour of logic, but he always noticed them nevertheless. Of course loving you the way he did, watching your every move and listening to your every word like it was gospel, Jumin noticed all those little things you thought he didn’t. Like the way you looked at his father like you were waiting for something, or looked down the second he met your eye. He also realized that while you talked about even the smallest of things with him, open to share everything and expecting nothing but honesty in return, he knew nothing of your family, specifically your parents. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that something was wrong. For a while he was patient, waiting for you to open up to him on your own. When nothing happened he approached you. The conversation was uncomfortable and painful, but Jumin knew it was necessary. He needed to know everything in order to help you and help you he did. ♛ The two of you were out looking for wedding dresses when suddenly you were approached by a middle aged couple. From the way you went rigid beside him, Jumin knew that those two must have been your parents. They looked so innocent, but Jumin knew better than to be deceived by that. He introduced himself politely but refused to have any kind of conversation with them, instead excusing himself and you, stepping before you like a shield before leading you away from them without another word. You were completely silent and Jumin knew, something had to be done. The second you got home Jumin called his lawyers and detectives as well as Seven. While the info wasn’t enough to get them prosecuted, not for verbal abuse, he did manage to get a restraining order on them, making sure they’d never harm you ever again. Along with the order, Jumin decided to write them a personal, little message as well. He told them how vile and disgraceful they were for failing you the way they did and that if they ever stepped to you again, he’d make absolutely sure that the detectives dug up something on them, no matter how real that something might be.

☼Saeyoung/Seven☼

Saeyoung knew, better than most people, what it felt like not wanting to talk about a certain aspect of your past. For some it was out of embarrassment, others didn’t want to be judged for something they’d done a long time ago. It was just something they avoided talking about. For his brother, you and him the reason was trauma. Saeyoung didn’t want to be reminded of those feelings of crippling abandonment and pain caused by his parents. He’d experienced enough of it and didn’t need a reminder. He figured the same was the case for you. You never brought them up and he never asked. It was an unspoken rule and the only exception to your one-hundred percent open honesty policy. Of course that didn’t mean that Saeyoung didn’t find out about it one way or another. He just didn’t ask you directly. Instead he dug up some dirt on them, made sure that he had enough material on them should he ever need it. With you he simply made sure to avoid the topic of family altogether, instead focusing on planning a brighter future as a new, happy family. ☼ It wasn’t until he saw the way you looked at a mother dragging her screaming child around, saw the way your eyes became empty and tears gathered in them, that he realized your parents needed to be punished for what they’d done. He figured he better do something late, than not to it at all. Saeyoung knew that it was technically a violation of the unspoken rule you’d established, but he couldn’t allow people who’d broken you the way those two did to live peaceful lives while you suffered. And yes, part of his rage was probably fuelled by his own hatred and the fact that neither him nor Saeran ever got the payback they somewhat deserved, but he also couldn’t stand the way you had nightmares every time you heard a child cry. He didn’t harm them, of course, although he would have loved to send his old agency after them. Saeyoung did, however, frame them. It was so easy to put the nasty kind of pornography on their computers and alert the police. He liked the irony of them going to prison for loving children too much

☀Saeran☀

Because Saeyoung refused to send Saeran to some sort of rehab centre and Saeren himself couldn’t stand the idea of going to one on one therapy, the three of you had made a compromise in sending Saeran off to group therapy instead. He still hated therapy and people, but at least he wasn’t the only one talking, so it was a little easier to bear. Like…he was a part of not only a group, but a group of people who truly understood what he’d gone through in his life and shared his pain.

Saeran didn’t question the fact that you sat down with the rest of the group every single time. After all you were the one driving him to these sessions and the one driving him home, so he figured you didn’t feel like driving back and forth.

That was until you were asked to share your story and instead of brushing it off, you actually began to talk. He hadn’t realized just how broken you were until he heard with what kind of ease you talked of that horrible abuse you endured…like it was nothing. Like it was normal, because to you it was.

☀

Saeran had always been the more vengeful of the twins, everyone knew that. He’d planned on taking revenge on anyone who’d wronged him, but as it turned out his mother was dead, Rika was shipped off somewhere he couldn’t find her and neither his brother nor V were the bad guys. Your parents, however, were still very much alive and living live’s a little too peaceful for his liking. They didn’t deserve happiness after what they’d done to you. He’d researched them, but knew that seeking them out wasn’t an option with you around. He took it as a wink of fate when one day, while walking to the car from therapy, he spotted the pair out and about. He made up a lie about wanting to clear his head a little, telling you to drive home alone. Saeran turned to Unknown and pounced. “We’re going to play a little game”, he said, smirking at the two, gagged and hanging from the ceiling. “It’s a game my abusive mother used to play with me. You’ll stand on your legs for 24h straight and if you make even the smallest of sounds, you get hit and no food. Sounds fun, right?!”

📷Jihyun/V📷

Jihyun had always been an advocate for peaceful solutions and forgiveness. He couldn’t bear to carry any kind of hatred or anger in his heart, not when the world was such a dark place on its own. To him there was nothing more freeing than letting go of any kind of animosity. It had been that very attribute of his that had driven him to forgive Rika and see the good in her even when nobody else could or would. Sure, in her case his methods had failed, but he was convinced of their effectiveness in any other case. Obviously his first response to finding out about your past was to find out a way to make it all better. Once again reminded of the way he’d failed Rika in not taking enough action, he makes the suggestion of inviting your parents to dinner. Jihyun only wants you to talk it out with them and let go of the frustrations you must have been harbouring for years now. After all he’d seen first hand what pushing feelings down could do to a person. Eventually you begrudgingly agreed. 📷 From the moment the door rang you were beyond tense. You’d cleaned the apartment at least a dozen times, changed your clothes the same amount of times. You looked nervous upon your parents entering, the smile on your face obviously fake. Jihyun didn’t understand why at first, your parents seemed like ordinary, nice people, but he was about to find out. You’d just served the tea before dinner, the four of you sitting in the living room, when the two of them began a long streak of judgemental and passive aggressive remarks. Everything you did seemed wrong in their eyes and they didn’t miss a single opportunity to tell you as much. And the worst part? They said it with a smile on their faces, acting like they were doing you a favour and just watching out for you when in reality they were breaking your spirit. Eventually Jihyun had had enough. In the middle of dinner he simply got up and as politely as ever asked them to leave. He didn’t want to cause a scene and upset you, but he’d learned that evening that some people were beyond forgiveness.

Unrequited Love - Zuko

✩ pairing: Zuko x Reader, Zuko x Mai

✩ genre: fluff, angst

✩ summary: Zuko and gender neutral reader aare childhood best friends. They’re inseparable, Reader would do anything for him. Unfortunately the feelings seem to be one sided, and when faced with his past and his future, he decides to be selfish.

♡ warning: some swearing, mentions of kn*ves, i think that’s it!

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I’ve always been close with Zuko. We’ve known each other since we were kids. When Azula would tease him, or burn him, I’d take care of him, I’d help him however I could.

 If he was having a bad day because of his dad, I’d be there to talk him through it. If he was feeling down, we’d feed turtleducks together, or work on our firebending, or just try to distract ourselves. 

There was nobody I was closer with than him. It had always been like that. When he got banished, I left with him, I couldn’t be without him, and I knew he couldn’t be without me. I worked with him to capture the Avatar, I’d try to mediate the situation when he and Iroh would argue.

 I loved him, I truly, completely loved him. I still do, I don’t think I could stop. 

I still remember the day he told me about his feelings for Mai. Only a couple months before he was banished.

“Y/N, listen to me and you can’t laugh or I’ll tell the guards to get you out of here,” he said, while I was sat against a tree by the pond.

“Jeez, okay what’s the issue here, Princey?” I asked him, innocently unaware of what was to come.

I was already dealing with my schoolgirl crush on him, I really couldn’t deal with any other type of romance.

“Promise you won’t laugh?” “Pinky promise!” We interlocked fingers before he sat down in front of me.

I savoured that feeling. Despite being so close, he was never all that touchy. His hands were so warm, it contrasted my strange coldness despite being Fire Nation. Any chance I had to feel him, I’d take it.

“I really like Mai and I don’t know how or when it happened but I seriously think she’s the one,” he blurted out quickly, so fast I almost didn’t process it.

“Wha- Huh? You what?” I’m sure I must’ve looked ridiculous, gawking at him as if his organs had just fallen out.

I felt a pang in my chest. I had some faith that he wouldn’t be interested in her. She wasn’t good for him, I’m not sure how nobody else saw that but me.

“Did you really miss that?” 

“No, I’m just… Processing. When’d you realize?”

“I don’t know! That doesn’t matter, what do I do?” He groaned and fell back onto the grass.

The way the sun hit his face and made him squint his eyes to shield them from the light was strangely pretty. I guess that’s just how Zuko is. Pretty in the weirdest ways.

“Well what do you want to do? Do you wanna be with her, Zuko?” I was trying my best to conceal my emotions, secretly hoping some part of him felt something for me.

“That’s why I asked you! God Y/N help me out here!” 

“I’m trying! You’re making it a bit challenging. You’re gonna start getting set up with actual prince responsibilities, y’know? Do you have time for a relationship?” Maybe this was selfish to say.

Maybe would be an understatement. It was definitely selfish, but it isn’t my fault I accidentally provided biased suggestions.

“I have an idea.” He hadn’t heard a word I said.

“Go on, then. What’s the plan?” I pushed.

He sat up and stared at me. “Can you talk to Azula and Ty Lee and find out if she has any feelings for me?”

He had that stupid shit-eating, mischievous, childish, boyish grin on his face that could always get whatever he wanted.

I swallowed my pride, and pushed down my feelings for him, ignoring the growing pain in my chest.

“Fine. But you owe me big time.”

Unsurprisingly, I never found out. But I picked up signs from Mai that Zuko’s feelings weren’t one sided. Stolen glances at him, blushing when Ty Lee and Azula would set something up to get them to hug or touch each other, actually showing emotion whenever he was around. It was obvious. Maybe not to Zuko, but to everyone else.

Nothing ever happened between them, not then at least. Zuko became obsessed with regaining his honour, and getting the love he so desperately craved from his father. 

When the three of us finally made it to Ba Sing Se, and created new lives for ourselves, I had hope that Zuko would finally settle, that he’d acknowledge that his father’s acceptance didn’t have mean to mean everything.

He went through a literal ego death, this kid did one good thing and his body rejected it. I prayed to any and all gods that would listen that he’d put away his goal to capture the Avatar.

Everything was going well, it was nice. Even despite Zuko knowing the Avatar was in Ba Sing Se as well, he just worked in the tea shop with us. He would even go on walks with me, he’d hold hands with me. We were getting somewhere with our relationship, I couldn’t have been happier.

I should’ve known this feeling of happiness and contentment would be short lived and painfully temporary. 

As quickly as everything improved, it got worse again. We were trapped in the palace when we found out the Dai Li had been working for Azula, that they’ve been watching us our entire stay here.

We were thrown in something resembling a dungeon, where we ran into Katara, a member of the Avatar’s group. Unsurprisingly, she wasn’t very happy to see us.

“Zuko?! Y/N? What are you two doing here?” She cried, I took a step toward her desperately trying to calm down. “Get away from me!”

“Calm down! We’re not trying to hurt you, we’re not working with them I promise!” I tried to reason with her.

“Real convincing, I totally trust you.” Katara responded, sarcasm dripping from her words.

Zuko sat quietly, there was definitely something pressing on his mind. I acknowledged his silent presence before turning back to Katara.

“Look, I know we were definitely not good in the past, but I swear we’ve changed. We wouldn’t be locked down here with you if we were working with the Fire Nation. We just wanted to settle somewhere, we wanted to get away from this chaos.”

She took a deep breath and sighed loudly. “Fine, but I better not run into you again once we’re out of here.” She then proceeded to try to bend herself out of here, despite being encapsulated in crystals.

I sat down next to Zuko, and gave him a sympathetic look. “What’s on your mind?” I asked him.

“I thought we got away. I thought we’d be safe now. How does she manage to ruin everything without even trying?” He was upset, that much was obvious. Sweat lining his forehead, his short hair messy and dirty, tears brimming his eyes. He hadn’t been this way in years.

It hurt to see. I wished that I’d never see him feel that way again. He deserves so much better than that pain.

It hurts like a bitch realizing time and time again how in love I am with someone that’ll never feel the same.

“I guess she gets it from her father,” I tried to joke, but boy was the timing bad. “Sorry. This isn’t the end though, we can still defeat your father, we can restore balance to the Nations, don’t give up yet, Zuko.”

Katara sat down next to us, eyeing us suspiciously, but getting more trusting.

“What happened to you guys?” She asked simply, cutting to the chase.

I chuckled and grinned slightly. “That’s a bit of a story. Where do you want us to start?”

She took a moment to think, looking around the cavern, then me, and Zuko, before her eyes settled on his scar.

The scar that damn near ruined our lives. That violently removed us from our home, that sent us on this wild goose chase after a 12 year old boy.

The scar that only existed as a result of speaking without being spoken to. A disgusting, disturbing punishment for such a small mistake.

Zuko’s too good for the treatment he received from his father. If there’s one good thing that happened after his banishment, it’s getting the love he deserves from Iroh, even if he didn’t know how to accept it.

His scar ruined any semblance of self confidence he had. He didn’t realize how beautiful he was regardless. He didn’t realize that he can still be loved, and still show love. It damaged him, he just wanted to make a suggestion and he paid an ungodly price for it.-

“Do you mind me asking how you got that scar? You don’t have to tell me of course, but if you’re comfortable letting me know, I’m all ears.”

Katara’s question cut off my thought process, I look over to my lifelong crush.

Zuko took a second to process, then collect his thoughts.

“That’s where our whole journey started. My father fought me in an Agni Kai. He burnt me to teach me a lesson. The only way I could gain back his love, and my honour and place in the Fire Nation is by catching the Avatar. He banished me, the Avatar is my only ticket back in.”

She stared at him, I looked between the two of them, curious as to how she’d react.

“Why would you want to go back? If your own father would do that to you, why would you ever want to return there?”

“That’s what I’ve been saying!” I blurted out. I covered my mouth quickly out of shock of actually saying that out loud. My response was simply a smack on the arm from Zuko.

“It’s my home, it’s all I know.” Is all he said. We left it at that, just sitting in silence for a few moments.

“I could heal your scar if you want? Katara offered.

The two of us stared at her, I almost let out a cackle.

“Countless healers have tried to get rid of it, I’m sorry to say but I doubt you’re any different. You might be skilled, but it’s still just water, and you’re still just a kid.” I told her, repressing my laugh.

“I’m not like other healers, and this isn’t just water. I got it after our fight in the Northern Water Temple, it has special properties, it’s powerful. Would you be willing to let me try?” She asked again.

Zuko went into deep thought again, weighing the options.

“Are you sure you’d be willing to do that for me?” He stared at her, hopeful but ready to be let down.

“Definitely, Spirits knows how long we’ll be stuck down here.” She smiled at him. “Could you move over a bit, Y/N? I need some space.”

I basically jumped up. “Oh, sure, yeah no worries.”

I watched her bend the water out of the case she carried it in, and I was entranced by the fluid and gentle movements.

Suddenly there was a crash, and once I turned to the side I had to immediately dodge a throwing knife.

Mai. 

Katara quickly retaliated, taking the water and whipping Mai’s ankles. Following her lead, I performed a fire sweep and aimed for her ankles.

A figure came out from behind Mai, followed by another.

We were now faced by Mai, Ty Lee, and Azula.

“Zuzu! Y/N! So good to see you again.” Azula said, as snarky as ever.

“Oh quit the pleasantries, Azula. Let’s just get this fight over with.” I rolled my eyes, just wanting to get out of the situation

Katara and I got back into a fighting stance, but Zuko was still just staring at the three of them, but his eyes would always go back to Mai.

“Zuko come on, we need to get out of here!” Katara yelled at him, but he was unphased.

“Aww is someone second guessing being a ‘good guy’?” Azula taunted. She started walking towards Zuko.

Mai stood next to Ty Lee, twirling her knife and staring me dead in the eyes. Ty Lee on the other hand had… less aggressive intentions. “Hey, water-bender! Is your brother still single?” She grinned.

Katara responded by simply whipping Ty Lee gently, not wanting to prematurely start a fight.

“Ty Lee, for the love of Agni just shut up for a minute.” Mai groaned.

“Y’know Zuzu, it isn’t too late to join us. Father will still love you if you join us now, we can capture the Avatar once and for all if you work with me. You can join the Fire Nation again! Isn’t that what you want?” Azula was talking to Zuko as though nobody else was in the room.

“I told you to stop calling me that.” Is all he said in response.

Please Zuko, make the right decision. Don’t do this to us. Please.

“Are you going to defeat these peasants with us or not?” She asked, growing increasingly impatient.

He was quiet, he was thinking. Mai and Ty Lee were getting more antsy, and Katara and I were just about to start attacking.

“Zuko don’t do this. Please, be smart. You don’t have to go with them. You have a family, you have me and Iroh. We love you, please, please don’t do this.” I begged. I didn’t know what I’d do without him.

He looked me in the eyes, he watched the tears threatening to pour out of my eyes. He looked to Mai, his entire look changed.

“I’m sorry.”

It was the last thing he said before he shot a chi blast toward me. I quickly built a fire wall before grabbing Katara and running like hell out of the caverns.

I tried to ignore the burning sensation in my chest, but the pain was undeniable.

The boy I spent damn near my entire life pining over, the boy I left my home for, I trusted, I fought with, I fought for. He betrayed and abandoned me without a second thought. I could pretend it didn’t hurt, I could pretend that I wouldn’t miss him, but he’s the only constant I’ve ever had. He’s the only thing that was consistent.

He was my rock, I loved him. We were closer than anyone else. We were a power duo. How the hell does he expect me to move on from this? How am I supposed to forget the one and only person I’ve loved. Someone that I built my world around, but that’s willing to leave me the moment he might get affection from his abusive father.

I told myself I didn’t need him, that I’d build a new life with Katara and her friends, that we’d save the world together, but I need him, I really do.

That was the last time I saw him, and I had to accept that he’d always choose her. I’d never be what he wanted.

It didn’t matter what I did, she’d always come first on his list of priorities. I may have been his best friend, his support system, but that would never matter.

Mai always came first.

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 so the other day madison posted on her story, asking people to stop messaging the girls in hopes of reaching her, and that she’ll do better at looking/responding to dms

guys this literally disgusted me. the fact that SHE NEEDED TO PUBLICLY SAY THAT !!!!! 

first of all, NO ONE should be messaging jadah, carolynn, tori, savannah, etc etc, JUST FOR THE SOLE PURPOSE OF TALKING/ASKING ABOUT MADI !!! all these women are their own individual person, who do not deserve to feel used, and/or unappreciated. if you are going to message ANY of these girls, it should only be to talk to THEM about THEM ! i can not even begin to imagine what they must feel, when they think  that maybe a fan is messaging them to talk to THEM, and it turns out to be someone asking about their friend. and this isn’t just about madison, it’s also when people dm carolynn about jeremy. put yourself in their shoes, and try to imagine what it’s like to work equally as hard on a project, just to have people only reach out to you to talk/ask about your partners….it’s not okay ! just message the person directly if you wanna say something, it’s that simple. 

second, madison has no obligation to look, respond, or acknowledge any dms from us. and the fact that she felt like she needed to say she was “going to do better” just shows that we as a fandom need to do better. and before someone says ‘well it would be rude…’ or any other crap like that, think of it like this, when you have requests in your dms, from STRANGERS  do you give them the time of day ? do you feel the need to respond ? so why would it be different for her ? just because she has a large fan base ? it’s not, because at the end of the day, she is a normal 16 year old girl. i don’t want to say it’s a privilege of ours, that she, and the rest of the cast, respond to dms, but i honestly can’t think of another word to describe it. she literally doesn’t even have to look at anyone’s messages, yet she does, and sometimes she responds to them, and if this continues, she may just stop. 

as a fandom we need to do better. i think people forget, that madison, and the rest of the cast are regular people. we’re lucky to be a part of a fandom where the celebrities interact so much with their fans, but if this behavior continues, i truly believe so will the interactions. 

i love all of you guys, and i know most of the people who have done this really never meant any harm, but we all need to change. 

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