#gideo

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first of all just want to say i totally understand now why people thought his response was shit because he is very, very defensive. his apology is fine, but it kind of gets overshadowed by how defensive he was, and if u go into the stream thinking he's just going to be making excuses to defend himself, then ur going to come away from it thinking he did a pretty shit job of everything

however. based on the sheer number of inconsistencies between their stories, and the more inflammatory language used by caiti that just seems. so far off from the actual situation, i really do understand why george was so defensive

this is someone who he later messaged for months after, who expressed no ill intent with him, suddenly coming out and framing him as having committed a terrible crime. and that absolutely does not sit right with me.

so while i still sympathize with caiti, and i still think george owes her a sincere and thorough apology And his time spent considering why she may have felt unsafe in that scenario and unlearning the assumptions he made, i think she went about this the wrong way, and i believe the assumption that her friends convinced her that the language she used in her stream was correct.

@omniishambles​​ sent reversed [ CHALLENGE ] : after the receiver teasingly suggests that the sender is a terrible kisser, sender immediately and fervently proves them wrong with a long, passionate kiss that leaves the receiver taking back what they said / Gideon

The usual banter, a game she knew by heart now. A dance between impertinence and humor she had learned to master perfectly. Discussions thrown in between classes while she cheerfully played her part in a fantasy she knew forbidden. But it was innocent enough, wasn’t it? 

Then what was it, this time, that had made her take the game too far? It wasn’t the first time Dr. Gideon teased her about her endless waltz of boyfriends and girlfriends (usually different with each passing month). Was it the enlightenment that had been brought upon her as she towered over the very dead body of her first -accidental- victim? A terrifying wave of power, exhilarating and intoxicating.

I can do whatever I want. 

The flesh was weak, and the mind mighty. A knife plunged deeply into layers of skin and muscles, as easily as if the guy had just been butter. So maybe, this was easy too. Doing something oh so bad sure had tasted good last time, it had tasted like blood and indecency. 

The suggestion that she was a bad kisser -oh, that’s why they all come and go, right?- was not any more acidic than their familiar repartee, and yet, this time, her reply did not take the shape of words. 

Instead, she pressed her body against his, shoving the both of them against the desk, legs stumbling as her hands rushed behind his neck, fingers lost in his hair. Her lips locked with his in a kiss as hungry as it was violent, teeth greedily biting the flesh she had seized. The thrill of the embrace she had dreamed about for weeks now made her dizzy. She lost her breath against him, drowning awfully willingly as her nails almost scratched the back of his neck.

This year I decided to include Bae and Gideon on my Seasonal doodles. Surprisingly, this year there are not depressive doodles.