SuckerforLove

I am dying. I am looking for one single fanfiction and I can’t find it anywhere! If someone can please, please help me, I will be eternally grateful.

Premise: Gajeel x Blind OC Dragon Slayer

What I remember reading: OC was blinded by some other wizard’s water attack, she protected herself and her two friends for a couple years before coming out of some sort of cave and they joined Fairy Tail. Her first day she fought Gajeel. Not long after that (I think) she found her two brothers were part of the guild. She is aqua phobic because of how she lost her eyesight, and Gajeel finds out because he pulls her into a pool and she freaks out. When Fairy Tail ends up in Edolas, Edolas Gajeel’s OC is mute instead of blind.

So I'm watching Bill Maher with my mother and sister tonight; he has a doctor on the show that wrote a book about the safe spaces and how they're being used in colleges. I had an argument with my mother about that, which she didn't really listen to. I was trying to explain what I'd learned about them during my year at college, saying that they don't understand where we're coming from and are taking it how very few people twist it.

I understand that some people twist it, and I was trying to explain to my mother why we still need them and deserve to have them, and thankfully my sister took my side on this. College students and really everyone, deserves to be able to call for safe spaces when they need them. My mother brought up a time when I had to listen to a Son of the Confederate for my history class; this man stood not two feet in front of one of my African American classmates and said "If I just came up and slapped you because you were black, that would be racism". This day, I personally had to hold myself back from pushing a grown man away from one of my classmates, because he was too close and the organization he was representing was historically racist.

My mother asked if I had learned from that instant, and even though I did, it is not something I would wish on anyone: That man used a hypothetical threat against a girl of color in order to make her uncomfortable and the rest of us both uncomfortable and angry.

As women, we are socially required to be nice to guys who hit on us, wherever we are: no matter if they’re creepy, way too old for us, drunk, nothing. Well, I’d like to share something that happened to me during a girls’ night out that happened a few weeks ago.

My girlfriends and I went out to a bar to have fun and just spend some time together, because we don’t get to see a lot of each other. We’d gotten our drinks and decided to play pool to waste some time until some music we could dance to came on. Before we’d even been able to set up the table, a man who was most likely older than my father came over and asked us to join him and his friends at their pool table. I stepped up and said no, we were having a girls’ night. He kept pushing. Now, my friends were trying to play nice, because that’s just who they are. I am not. He propositioned us to dance if he’d buy drinks for us; they said that would be up to me since I am the only one who’s single. I said no. (Take note that I am happily a bitch on my good days and he was interrupting one of my few nights out where I’m not mom, I’m just able to have fun without worrying.) This man, I don’t know his name so let’s call him Baldy, again asked if I would dance for him and his friends if he bought us drinks. I said no, I can buy my own drinks and I wanted to be alone with my girls. He played along and said he could respect that, and asked for a high five. I allowed it, just because I was willing to see how far he thought he could push before I got violent. He gripped onto my hand before I could pull it away. Ladies, don’t let some guy hold onto you if he creeps you out. I literally told him “Time to let go” and pulled my hand away forcefully, no smiles, no nice tone of voice. Again I told him that we were having a girls night and that even the boyfriend of one of the girls who drove us wasn’t allowed to join us tonight. He gave in for the moment and left. A few more times that night, he continually asked me to dance for him and his friends, and I continually said no, getting ruder each time. During the night, I warned one of the security guys about him and kept an eye on him so he left us alone. At one point, when two of us went to the bathroom, the other girl stayed behind to watch our things. As soon as she was alone, he tried to make a move on her. He only backed off when she called her husband to talk to him until we got back. During the rest of the night, Baldy was able to convince a few women to dance with him, and every time he would stick his face in their neck and hold them so close there was no room in between them even when they were trying to put space there.

Ladies, I’m telling this story as a warning. Do not be nice to guys who creep you out. Do not take a drink from anyone unless it’s the bartender serving your drink. Don’t let some creep pressure you into dancing with him or joining him for anything. This goes for men, too.