#Like what is an employee of the month why did U not get this employee of the month simply bc U didnt do free overtime?

[takemeinyrarmy]

Every time my friend in the U$ tells me about their workplace it sounds exactly like this

[rosyblooom]

losing ur interest | op81 smau

PAIRING: oscar piastri x fem best friend!reader WARNING(S): kinda angsty SUMMARY: oscar spent the better half of his teens and early twenties pining after his best friend, y/n, with no luck. however, by the time y/n finally sees him in a romantic light, his love is long gone.

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yourusername did i jump in the water fully clothed for my bestie only to get one nice shot?? yes yes i did that and u would do it too for a free dinner! 😌

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username she was an employee! and she was gonna get employee of the month period y/n !!!

yourusername yessir🫡 username 🤣🤣

username so... where is this picture you speak of🧍‍♀️

oscarpiastri 40 cad of food for 1 pic...😐

yourusername not my fault u're so unphotogenic x username oscar bby the public would like to see it pls 🤲🧎‍♀️

username prettyyyy

landonorris the camera guy always gets the short end of the stick smh guess who paid for my food🤨

yourusername uhm... so anyway the weather was soo nice😋 landonorris woow

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oscarpiastri Two best friends in a room, they might...

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username KISS OMG THEY MIGHT FUCKING KISS YESS PLS😭

oscarpiastri 👀👀👀 yourusername ahahahahahaha😂 username ouch...my heart hurts for osc🥹💔 username alright y/n it ain't that funny😐

username AHHJKSH they're so cute omfg

username slowly realising best friends to lovers ain't ever gonna happen with these two😩

landonorris finally give photo credits???🤨

username oop yourusername never 😙❤️

username the way y/n didn't even like the post omg crying and fucking throwing up

username 😭😭 username sigh... nobody talk to me rn 😞

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f1gossipofficial Y/N L/N, Oscar Piastri's long-time childhood best friend, was spotted entering the paddock today! Despite being a fan favourite, she hasn't attended many races and tends to keep to herself.

Nevertheless, fans are thrilled to see Y/N supporting Piastri at this year's Australian Grand Prix!

Best of luck to all drivers today!

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username y/n on insta: 🤪😆🗣️ y/n at a gp: 🤐😊🙈

username LMAOO ...why is this me tho🥲 username she's so real for that lololol username ntm on my girl now, she's just shy🤣🫶

username it's so clear oscar's in love with her omg

username she's not tho☹️

username imagine if oscar wins today👀👀

username she looks so prettyyyyy <3

username ew she's just there for the money and fame🤢

username "long-term childhood best friend" what's not clicking??? yall just be saying anything smh

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A few months later...

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ynfanpage guys have you noticed how giddy and touchy y/n's become around oscar ever since his crash at the aus gp??? these are some pics she's posted since then👀👀👀

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username OMG YES IVE BEEN DYING TO TALK ABOUT IT

username what do you wanna bet she realised she was in love with osc that day??🥺

username IMAGINE. that would actually make so much sense!!! best friend to lovers at last omfg 😍🫶 username my nonna always said "sometimes u have to almost lose someone to realise how much they really mean to u"🥹

username Y/N IS IN THE FUCKING LIKES WTF‼️

username probably by accident🥲 username BUT WHAT IF IT'S NOT AN ACCIDENT??? maybe we'll get a hard launch soon omgg

username they're sooo dating lol

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oscarpiastri Made some new friends at the beach today :)

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username the vibes in these are immaculate🤩

yourusername same time, same place? :)❤️

landonorris where was my invite???

oscarpiastri Non-existent 😊 username lmaoo why are they like this🤣🤣

username is that y/n and osc in the third pic??🧐

username idk but lmk when u figure it out babes

lilyzneimer super fun! nice meeting you guys 💛

oscarpiastri You too 😆

username idk oscar responding to everybody but y/n's comment rubs me the wrong way...🤨

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lilymhe prettiest! 💕

yourusername youuu <33

username where's oscarrrr

username she's so fake😒 how is she super shy at the gp and then so outgoing here smh??

username lmao maybe bc this is her own insta?? like duh she feels comfortable on her own page wtf

landonorris alone?🤨 where's your shadow

yourusername u're so...😭 username LMAOO referring to oscar as her shadow is crazy??💀💀 username i'm cryin🤣🤣

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no part 2!

[patrophthia]

how you get the girl | regulus black

pairing: CFO!regulus black x best friend!reader

genre: fluff, song fic, love confession under the rain, more fluffffff, muggle CFO!au where the marauders all work together, regulus being babied (as he should) golden retriever reg, not beta read

wc: 1.7k?

this is request ! thank u for sending it in, i know this is a month late but here it is anyways!!

Working for the Black brothers had its perks, you’re well paid, you get to travel quite often for work, you’ve met tons of celebrities due to your line of work, and most importantly, you get to put them in their place —though you call this the best friend privilege. 

Talk about a work life balance. 

Black was at its highest peak when Regulus’ father passed away, leaving his two sons to step in and do the job as the CEO and CFO of their family’s luxury brand. 

Their positions were set in stone, Sirius will be leading the company as a CEO and Regulus will be by his side as the CFO. And Sirius, with the amount of power he has, was quick to think of you when it came to choosing an assistant for his brother. 

Because —and this was his logic— if you’ve tolerated being friends with him for as long as you’ve had, you’d be able to handle his princess attitude when it came to work. 

And seeing as you were quite literally jobless at the time, the prospect of working for/with (the lines between those two were thin) your best friend did not seem bad at all. 

“Where are you going?” 

You turn back to the owner of the voice, Regulus lingering by his office’s door. “To grab a snack.” 

“It’s dinner time,” he says, as if he’s only remembering it now. 

“Yeah smart ass,” you fix him a look. “That’s why I’m going to grab a snack.” 

Regulus doesn’t look all too pleased, “wait here.”

You contemplate doing as you’re told or just heading towards one of the vending machines so you could get back to work. 

Regulus comes back out, his coat, and yours, in hand as he picks up your purse. He makes his way towards you, helping you into your coat despite your confused stare before slipping his own on. “We’re going to dinner.” 

“Are you paying?” You were a simple person. A free meal is a free meal. So when Regulus nods, you smile at him. “Let’s go.” 

The two of you begin walking towards the elevator, a few employees bidding goodbyes and good nights here and there. “Have you thought about it?”

“About?” Regulus murmurs, unsure of what you’re trying to say. 

“That girl?” You say in a questioning tone, a bit muddled by his cluelessness. “The one Sirius said you liked?” 

Sirius and his constantly running mouth. Why did Regulus ever tell his brother that he had his eyes set on someone he’d never understand. He made a stupid decision and now he has to face its consequences.  

“Oh.” He says as if he’s only remembering it now, as if that ‘girl’ wasn’t standing besides him as he attempts to take her out to dinner. “What about her?” 

You turn to look at him and Regulus can’t help but turn to meet your eyes in return. “Have you thought about how you’d get the girl?” 

“Not really.” The elevator dings, the door opens and you were quickly greeted by James who was not only a friend of Sirius but a model who was married to one of Black’s most well known designers. “Should I have?” 

“Should you have what?” James asks. 

You turn to James. “Think about how he’d get the girl.” 

“Oh really?” He says in a knowing tone. “Well isn’t this exciting?” 

“Don’t start Potter,” Regulus clearly annoyed, the amused smiles on the other two occupying the elevator not missed by him. “Why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be home with Harry?” 

“Don’t try to change the topic,” James says with a slight frown. “You know I could always give your advice, right?” 

Begrudgingly, Regulus nods. “Yes.” 

You grin, finding the situation more than entertaining. Ever since Regulus stepped up as the CFO in a company where most of his brother’s friends worked at, he was more often than not, babied. And you can’t help but find it a bit adorable. 

“Good,” James says. The elevator door dings again, signalling that they’ve finally made it to their destination. “Now give the lady her purse back.” 

It was only then you’d realised that you never took your stuff off of Regulus’ hands, him having held onto it without a single complaint. 

“Are you going to dinner?” A nod from the both of you had James stepping out of the elevator. “Have fun on your date!” 

There’s no point in correcting him, it has happened a hundred times by now. Whenever you and Regulus had plans, the Marauders — a team consisting of the CEO, two models (James and Remus), and one designer, never failed to call it a date. 

You meet Reg’s eyes with a small smile. “Shall we get started on our date?” 

Regulus fiddles with your bag still in his hand. A bag he’d asked Lily to design specifically for you. He returns your smile. “Lead the way.” 

Half a year of —what Sirius had called mindless pining later, Regulus finally caved in and went to his brother’s only married friend for advice. 

Once he heard James’ ‘advice’ he wishes more than anything to forget everything he’d said, and to not even attempt it had it not been Lily and Dorcas saying that it worked on them. 

Marlene had used the same methods as James to get the girl. So if it had worked twice then surely it would work again, right? 

Step one should in theory be easy. Rain was romantic, or at least it ideally is (as seen in chick flick), so ultimately, a confession under the pouring rain should do the trick. 

“You’re going to stand there and you’re going to tell her how you feel,” James says sternly. “You’re going to tell her what you want. That’s how you get the girl.” 

For some reason he doesn’t really believe him. But Sirius is patting him encouragingly on the back so he lets the fantasy of being swept away during a rainstorm mid confession fade away.  

He was going to make this work. 

The weather forecast was right. Today would be a rainy night, not too harsh but not a sprinkling either, it was perfect for him to try to win you over. Or at least try to. 

You were quick to open your door, not wasting a single second after him having rang your bell. “Regulus?” You ask, and when he doesn’t make the move to come in during the pouring rain, you follow up. “What are you doing? Get in.” 

The rain is now drenching his very expensive shoes. The droplets are cold, the wind is harsh, he was going pale, practically shivering but he was not going to give up so soon. “I need to talk to you,” he says, not moving an inch. 

“Yeah we can do that in here,” you say, clearly concerned for your friend. “Are you insane?” 

Regulus shakes his head, and you decide you’ve had enough, stepping into your home to grab an umbrella before running towards him, you quickly pull him into your house —not without reprimanding him. 

“What were you thinking?” You scold. “What’s so important you have to talk to me right now? In the pouring rain too.” 

Regulus finds that he likes it better when you’re like this. When you’ve yelling at him as you wrap a towel around him. This was why he loved you, you cared for him in every way that is nowhere near artificial. And he’s known that for a while now. So it was about time he did something about it. 

“I love you.” 

You pause in your step. Regulus assumes that you were on your way to find him something to change into based on your direction. You resume your way into your bedroom where a set of spare pyjamas were reserved for Regulus. Muttering about how much of an idiot he was on the way. 

You return soon after, pyjamas in hand. “Go shower, change. Then we’ll talk.” 

Again, Regulus finds himself being babied, this time though, instead of being babied by his brother and his friends, he was being babied by you. And he doesn’t think he minds it all too much. 

You sit him down at your vanity when he was done, a hand reaching for your hair dryer. “You shouldn’t say stuff like that,” you tell him after a while, your hand roaming around his curls as you attempt to dry it. “It’s not funny.”

Bewilderedly, Regulus says. “I wasn’t trying to be funny.” 

“Really?” You laugh dryly. You then tsked, going over your words. “Then what about that girl? From a few months back?” 

“That was you,” he says after a beat. “It’s always been you.” 

You pull your hands away from him, setting the hairdryer down as you look at him, settling yourself on your vanity. “Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” 

He doesn’t fully understand what was going on but based on your words, and what he considers context clues, you might just reciprocate his feelings. “Because, I didn’t know how to.” 

You purse your lips. “I don’t want to ruin our friendship.” 

“And it won’t,” Regulus says, cautiously reaching for your hand. You let him take it. “I want you for better or for worse and if you’re scared what might happen between us ruining our friendship then we can take it slow, I’d wait forever and ever for this.” 

Black family and their flair for dramatics, huh?

“Okay, let’s do this.” You take a deep breath. “Only if you promise me one thing though.” 

Regulus brings your hand up to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss on it. “Anything.” 

“Don’t do that again,” you tell him. “I’m not going to work for you if you have a massive cold, let alone kiss you.” 

“I promise,” Regulus says, smiling. “Now can I kiss you?” 

You nod, pushing yourself off of the vanity and closer to him, Regulus places a careful hand on your waist and pulls you in, just a second before your lips touch you hear a sniffle, and then, inevitably, Regulus shifts to his side, sneezing loudly. 

When he looks back at you, his nose is red, his lips are prominent pout as he processes the fact that you won’t be kissing anytime soon. 

You pat his cheeks (or cheekbones really). “Next time,” you tell him. “If you’ve waited half a year to tell me you love me then you can wait a week to kiss me.”

—from bee: i wrote this at 2am im tired help

[christinarowie332]

i think it’s so ridic how ppl think they’re quitting just bc they deleted their tiktoks ☠️ like u think they’re gonna give up being multimillionaires just bc of some rumors? also respectfully the only other work experience they have is a fucking star market employee. if they really did quit, what do yall think they’re gonna do to make money??? LOL like it’s so funny how sensitive ppl think the triplets r, i promise u they’re not going to stop being celebs just bc of some rumors

thank god u said it bro . in the nicest way possible….. the triplets only have youtube . they got mid grades ….. have had one job and are extremely sheltered……

i’ve been working since i was 14 and i still don’t think i have enough experience. they ain’t quitting , theyre famous and leng , they also keep allmost everything personal from their fans (rightfully so, y’all are wierd) , so of course there’s gonna be dating rumors , even seeing matt smile at a woman would be enough to make dating rumors , BECAUSE of the fact their lives are very private. if matt and chris were the type to be open abt talking stages there would be much less hype about matt and an interaction with a woman .

people just want something to talk about , me included , im currently talking about it now . the difference is i’m not the one spreading false shit over the internet.

the triplets are grown , and very aware of the fact that social media = money . hense the two tours in a year , merch drops every month , nicks snapchat spams (he probably gets paid for that aswell why u think he’s spamming it every week) , three videos a week and minimal posting everywhere else. they know they’re getting paid so ofc they’re not gonna quit , they’re also not gonna go on a break guys ….. nick is constantly talking about consistency, going on a month long break with fuck everything up and they would loose followers and viewers .

relax . this is their job . they’re good at it aswell .

[i-cant-sing]

-Rambling, cuz apparently, I like to yap when it comes to you.-

I think Islam is a wonderful religion.

In the middle of octubre, I took notice of how the people in Gaza dealt with things, even if they were suffering, they still praised Allah.

And I was like, let me try that for a few months, as an agnostic, in a Christian household. I didn't know that there were 5 prayers, but once I found out, I looked up how to do them correctly.

As a person who has always questioned why everything was created and why I felt no connection to other religions.

Even going to church with my mom and doing my confirmation, I didn't have that much of a connection, if any.

Islam it kinda clicked with me.

My mom found out, and she started to tell me that in Islam, women are oppressed and so on. I told her that I was just praying, listening to the Quran, and following the teachings of the prophet (pbuph).

I also told her that her views on other religions were warped by the media, news, and movies that portray them in a bad light.

She took it as a bitter pill, but she still let me try and continue. When I would be praying and she would enter my room to ask me something, she would just say, "Oh, sorry. I'll tell you when you're down."

When I did Ramadan, getting up early to find something to eat , wait till it's time to pray then go back to bed.

Even tho she didn't understand the religion and still had her apprehensions, she would come to my room and ask me if I ate or needed to eat before I had to pray.

When I would listen to the Quran or a dua, it made me have a sense of peace of mind.

Having a hard time, I would yap and yap, knowing that even if I think I am alone, Allah is always listening.

I even asked if I was following the right path, and that very thing had a dream. I was walking in the woods and made to a mosque, grabbed a light color stone and sat at a corner, and prayed.

By the time I was done, the stone was darker, and my mom was at the door saying she come to pick me up.

It was a weird dream, but I took it as a sign to keep going, so I did. I learned some Duas, and I would get excited when I would get it right.

I would learn how to pray with those prayer videos, even now I still can't remember all of it, but I can still say them.

I did Islam for 9 to 10 months, and I learned to be more patient, helpful, and to have a clearer mind.

I even taught my mom how to say As-Salaam-Alaikum and Wa-Alaikum-Salaam. When we would go buy groceries, we could have a Muslim cashier, and she would get so happy when I would greet her.

Now the employees know me for my skateboard, and the Muslim would know me for always greeting them.

If they saw me walking by and I didn't notice them, they would greet me like I was an old friend.

Eve tho I am not in Islam as much I still make Duas once in a while, and talk to Allah when I feel like everything is too much. I try to follow the teachings as well.

My mom, even once in a while, would say, " Allah couldn't like that." Or " Ask Allah to help me."

So, seeing how you incorporate Islam into your time travel ua it makes me a little happy.

I can learn something new and enjoy a good story at the same time. I am back to being agnostic, but Islam holds a place in my heart along with the people I meet when I decide to give the religion a try.

Yeah, yapped a lot in this 🤦🏽‍♀️ but I feel glad I shared my thoughts on your wonderful religion.

This is so cute- i teared up at your dream, too wholesome. And your mom is sweet and supportive, 10/10 mother <33 And i (as do most muslims, im sure) RELATE to talking to Allah like He's our bestie/therapist because it really does feel so therapeutic. Even if Allah already knows whats in your heart, it feels good to talk to Him. Or sometimes, when you're just so heartbroken, so devastated that u cant even bring the words out and you just... cry. Oh- it feels so good to cry out to Allah , the Almighty, the Ar-Rahman, the Ar-Raheem- and you sort of do feel the pain going away after your mini breakdown sesh (actually had a minor one two days ago and after i was done, i was like "welp, that problem isnt that big of a deal. Allah will take care of it for me.") and that is the mindset that keeps me sane these days-

"Allah will take care of everything."

I think its great that you tried out something new, did your own research on it, and like yes- you should definitely explore other religions to find answers to your own questions.

And yes! I do enjoy learning new things through stories too! Thats why i find history so interesting, because im playing a whole ass 10 season show in my head with all the dramatics. It even helped me with biology and medschool too! Like take the hormonal-feedback mechanism. I'd go like- "and then the brain would send signals to release hormones from this organ to tackle with that problem, but once that problem is dealt with- the organ goes- nah bro. that's ENOUGH! STOP! FUCKING STOP!" or "in autoimmune disease, body's own defender cells would suddenly lose their memory and think EVERYONE is their sworn enemy, and *dramatic war music* attack from every direction, not realising they've killed their own, the very people they were born to protect *sad war music* War is ugly-"

i knew some people would not like me incorporating islam into this au, but like- 1. its something different, and i wanted to try it out. 2. i am the only target audience i care about. i write what i want to read. 3. i mean, so far, the eras i've written about has islam as a big component it, so its obv gonna play a big part in it.

i guess, if some people were to keep an open mind while reading, they'd enjoy it. its not like i can force u to convert from what- an au?? i think people who dont want to read this au is either u really hate islam because of false preconcieved notions or you're afraid that maybe you'll actually like islam and u might be interested in it. i dont think anyone could be that weak willed- to be so easily influenced by just mere words?????? because if u are so easily influenced, then i think u need help.

[slash-me-please]

I am sure your tired of writing for Amanda by now but your the only person I could find that’s willing to write for her and is actually good at it 😭 spare me i’m desperate and don’t know how too request but could you do a imagine with Dom!Amanda and shes really protective over reader to the point where it’s kind of toxic, she finds out who readers shitty ex girlfriend is and does anything and everything to show the said ex that reader is hers now like: showing up at her place of work with reader, making out in front of her, really touchy, whispering dirty stuff so the ex can hear, etc. Just some examples. You can pick whether reader is fem or gender neutral it doesn’t matter to me :)

On another note: Thank you for your service🫡 I love your writing so much.

you said dom!Amanda therefore you are getting smut i am so sorry to force this on you. :) not really love u.

A/N: Sorry about the wait!! I got caught up on bills today and have been working full time and also doing schoolwork. Luckily I paid my rent + electric so i have some free time!!!

Warnings: Revenge sex trope, voyeurism/exhibitionism, bondage/shibari, fighting, jealousy, dub!con, reader being an absolute asshole, murder, use of vibrator.

Pressing your fingers against the loose fabric of a dress, your lips held in a thin line. The needle pressed through the fabric, and back again. You were focused on your work, a nice sheer fabric for a nightdress you had been working on for a while. You were a tailor for a small business which made custom handmade dresses, one of the best tailors of the six of you.

The office you worked at was small, just like the business. The six of you crowded into a medium sized room. Your boss had created you a small section to yourself, as she insisted on making you employee of the month. So you pressed your hands against the fabric, the slow push and pull of your hands against the machine kept you in a trance. You had loved your job once, and while you enjoyed what you did- there was one downside.

Her. The problem. The reason you got into fights with your girlfriend every night this week.

As you pieced together your nightdress, across from you your ex watched- eyes wide and focused on your hands. You wanted to say something, you wanted to complain. Anything. But you never did, instead opting to do your job.

"L/N!" You flinched, hand jerking forward and pinching your finger in the machine. You yelped, pulling backwards and cradling your finger against your chest. "Look what you did!" The familiar voice of your lover rang through your ears, and you felt yourself turning to look. She was barreling towards you, eyes focused on your boss, who had yelled your last name. She seemed angry, reaching foward to hold you against her stomach.

Amanda placed a brown paper bag on your table, freeing her hands to examine your finger under her "Professional" gaze. She seemed almost content for a moment, eyes narrowed in on yours. "It's just a nick, but i'll fucking murder that ratty-bastard if you want." Your head shook back and forth, eyes widened with shock. "I'm not sure that's necessary!" You whispered, turning away from her to move back to your dress. "What are you doing here Amanda?" She sighed, the back of her hand hitting the paper bag. "I brought you lunch,"

"I might be too busy eating out Jenny to get to that, sorry." You snapped, turning your head away from her. "Fucking look at her, she's fucking you with her eyes. I don't know why you're acting like you can't see that." Amanda snapped back, her arms crossing against her chest. "It doesn't matter what she thinks about me. I told you I only want you! Why does it matter if she's looking at me?" Amanda released a sigh again. "It's about respect, I don't understand why you allow her to do that." You felt your face begin to heat up, beyond aggravated with the entire situation. "She's just not even worth the fucking air! I'm sorry you're too insecure to let it go!"

You only began to feel bad when her face fell and she turned on her heel and out towards the parking lot, but you didn't dare follow her.

You can end here, or read this fucked up smut.

Vision static and dizzy, you wobbled in the chair you were tied to. The last thing you remember was getting home and your lover reaching her hand around your mouth and nose to suffocate you with a damp rag. Your throat felt dry and sore, as if you'd been yelling but you knew that you hadn't. Amanda got like this sometimes, but you knew this time was your fault.

It looked like you were in an abandoned garage, the lights were cool and flickering. You were propped on a chair, both legs tied with a spiral futomomo tie and kept apart with a spreader. You were entirely naked, and bare to the garage.

And your ex.

There sat Jenny, her eyes wide as she stared at your bare form with an underlying lust beneath that fear. Her mouth was ducktaped shut and she was chained to the chair by her ankles and wrists. You squirmed beneath her gaze, whining out for Amanda. A few moments later she made her entrance, yanking off the worn pigs mask. She glared at you with an anger you'd only seen a few times. Goosebumps erupted onto your skin.

"I'm sorry, can you let me out?" You plead, and she frowns. "Don't act like you don't deserve what you're going to get."

She made her way behind you, and you heard her shuffling a few items around. You thought for a moment that maybe she had a table back behind you, but she left you no time to dwell when you felt a cold hand grasp your shoulder.

"Tell me, Love." Amanda took a deep, shuddering breath. "Do you like her eyes on you?" You whined, head craning back to look at her and deny the accusation. "I only want you baby, I promised!" Your pleading did not phase her, she only reached into your hair and yanked your head forward. Your eyes made contact with Jenny's and she watched as Amanda's hand flicked on a vibrator and licked it.

"I want you to watch, let me show you what's fucking mine."

And with those words, she hunched over you and placed the vibrator over your clit. Your head threw back, and you yelped. "Goddammit!" Your legs shuddered against your restraints, pulling against them with a pain. "Please!" Amanda laughed, her eyes trained downwards as she watched your sex shudder against the silicone head of her vibrator. "Good girl..." She whispered into your cheek, placing a cruel kiss on your skin. Your voice wobbled, back arching as you pressed yourself impossibly closer to the source of your pleasure.

Across from you, Jenny watched, cheeks flushed and eyes dilated. Her legs rubbed together as she watched Amanda rub the toy against your clit. She treated you generously, her other hand snaking down to your throat to give it a squeeze as she upped the setting on her toy. You keened loudly, hands balling into fists as you chanted her name.

"You like this? All I had to do was force you to show her who you belonged to?" She sneered, pushing the vibrator lower. She let it sink into your hole, and she began to lightly thrust it inside of you. "God!" You cried, mouth hanging open as your climax ran up to you. "I'm so close!"

Amanda snickered, glancing up to watch Jenny stare between your legs.

Her mouth twisted into something angry, her other hand reaching down to rub your clit in circles. You flailed against her ministrations, mouth open in a wail which could not be contained. Finally, you came against her hands, legs quivering as you soaked her hands and the toy, the rest of your cum wetting the concrete floor beneath you. With that, she flicked the vibrator off and placed it back on the table, grabbing something sharper.

"Did you enjoy the show, Jenny?" You heard her breathe. You heard her walk back behind you, her hand yanking your head backwards. "Love you..." You gasped, picking your head up to give her a kiss. She nodded, fingers releasing your hair. That is when she walked past you, flipping a hunting knife around in her hand. "It'll be the last one you'll ever see."

Jenny began to push against her restraints, shaking her head no and yelling pleas. None of which appealed to Amanda, instead the smooth twist of her wrist pushing the blade into her abdomen and then actively gutting her appealed way more.

You watched the life leave her eyes and you sighed, making eye contact with Amanda and biting your lip.

"Are you done?"

She dropped to her knees, crawling forward to attach her lips to your cunt.

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

@intertexts I AM going to take you up on this and it WILL be everyone else's problem . this is going to be so long and disjointed and stream of consciousness and not at all organized. my enrichment for work today

GOD where do i even fucking start. im literally thinking about him constantly dude. i hate it here. i love when a character is allowed to be a bad person and also still like. care. he cares so much. he cares so much it fucking HURTS but also he sucks !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and this is a good thing. i never want him to get better however i do want him to give his son a hug just once.

uhhhhhhhhhhh ok ok ok. lizard biology is a good place to start i love fucked up fantasy biology. keep in mind while i do like to talk about science and things i do also love to suspend my disbelief when it conveniences me. yes i know this would not work irl thats why i like it. anyway. hey why the fuck did they make him do that. i know overlords whole deal was fucking with dna but how insane is it that hes like. "oh you want to work for me? awesome. get experimented on idiot." awesome way to keep your employees from quitting: subject them to genetic torture. do you think he fought it. of course he fucking did hes mark winters he would not agree to that shit.

how disorienting do you think it was to wake up and suddenly have a whole extra sense. not just that but also a whole extra LIMB. what the fuck do you do. do u think it was sudden or gradual. i cant decide which is worse tbh. i guess this is a good excuse to talk about what exactly i think his lizard mutations look like.

he obviously has the scales. theyre on mostly the left half of his body, i think his right side is generally pretty untouched by any sort of mutation. the ones on his face are pretty much localized around his eye, (which i think looks like a tokay gecko btw. theyre yellow and have cool shaped pupils) but probably also extend down his cheek and maybe even down onto his neck a little. i think theyre probably scattered on his back and chest, hes got a bunch of distinct big patches rather than like a smooth transition from skin to scales. i think his left hand is completely covered with scales and his nails are more like claws on that side. he probably files them down a little (or like. just scratches them on concrete and metal and shit until theyre filed down. not healthy behavior). i like to imagine he has a tail too but its kind of short and stubby and not very. useful for anything except fucking up his balance and being generally Uncomfortable. OH also once every couple months the scales get SUPER uncomfortable and itchy and they shed. also when this happens he goes blind in the lizard eye and the first time that happened i think he was scared as FUCK that it was gonna be permanent

NOW IM GONNA START TALKING ABOUT. PIT ORGANS AND THIS MIGHT GET LONG AND TECHNICAL SO ILL TRY TO KEEP IT. SOMEWHAT SHORT. so. he can see william when hes invisible. and that has been CONFIRMED a lizard mutation thing and not just a result of one of his powers (which is still insane to me). and the ONLY WAY i can think of justifying that is by thermoreception or. heat sense. like infrared sensing. which is a thing that certain species of snakes can do!! specifically boas and vipers have these things called pit organs which are little holes usually around their nose with a membrane that is extremely sensitive to temperature changes and allows them to basically see in infrared. its not exactly SEEING and more like sensing which i think in a human would be so EXTREMELY disorienting. i havent figured out what exactly that would look like from a mark first person pov but the way i vaguely imagine it is if you overlayed an infrared camera over a normal camera and turned the opacity down to like 30% (<< clear enough that he can still see normally but still bright enough to be WEIRD). i think hes got sorta like what pythons have where they have multiple smaller pits rather than a single large one like a viper, and theyre right underneath the lizard eye so that when he has that eye covered with bandages it sort of dulls down the thermoreception. UGH.

ok enough about lizard powers i want to put you in the winters family torment nexus. actually ill talk about his powers a little bit first. so i am a little unclear as to what his powers actually ARE mechanically but based on the vague descriptions of things he can do i think it has to do with manipulating electricity and other types of energy (hence. wavelength.) i dont think its solely based on LIGHT but rather on likeeee. energy. i dont actually know a whole lot about electricity i havent taken a physics class since high school. ANYWAY. i think he was born with them and naturally theyre sort of weak and he cant do much with them which is why he uses the suits. (inserting my vague bit of worm knowledge i would put him under the Tinker class bc he makes a lot of his own tech hehe). his powers naturally without the suits manifest as like. a constant low buzzing in the background kind of like if youve ever. touched a crt monitor. sort of fuzzy and staticky. and maybe he can use them to like. run extra power through a wire or make a lightbulb glow a little brighter or power a battery. nothing really major useful for fighting but could be used in everyday activities! bizly mentioned once that he powers his suits like a battery and they amplify his powers and i have not let go of that ever since. do u ever think about how he has . holes in his back that his suits stab into. i think about that a lot. do you think he did that to himself. anyway.

NOW its winters family torment nexus time. before ashe's mom died. i think they were happy :( i dont think mark was always as shitty as he is now. i think he used to be just like. a normal dad. a little gruff and emotionally repressed because thats just. who he is. but very obviously loved his family and. idk. would take ashe fishing when he was little or something. weekend trip to the lake. he has a fucking cabin in the woods dude! i like to think heeee had a job as an electrician because it made his powers really convenient. (side note here i just really really like the worldbuilding of people casually having powers and using them to make their lives easier. i just really like that a lot and have a lot of thoughts about it.) I thiiiiiink ashe's mom worked in a library or a museum or something. something with a lot of books. maybe a museum. i think mark would take ashe with him in the mornings and drop him off at school before he went to work. i think ashe would put stickers on his dashboard when he got old enough to sit in the front seat (there are still. old faded stickers on the underside of his glove box and the old leftover residue of long term stickers dried out by the sun on the dash. the kind of shit that gets grey and kind of gross but is impossible to remove).

ashe's mom died when he was ... like 8 or 9. and i think for a really REALLY long time mark was just fucking terrified. i mean how the fuck do you recover from something like that. how do you look your kid in the eyes when you saw him do. that. i specifically wrote out part of this scene in my fic so at risk of sounding like a broken record i wont talk about it TOO much but. i think mark was at work when it happened. he got home from work and the house was way too quiet and then he found ashe still half-possessed in his room with a dead body. and his immediate first thought was that someone had broken in or something so his first instinct is to get ashe out of there but when he goes to pick him up from the floor he sees. trickster. or at least like. partial trickster. and he doesnt know what to do and theres that fucking book on the floor and his 8 yr old son is holding his mothers heart in his hands like its just a piece of meat and . whuh oh. hes just like. a regular guy. what the fuck is he supposed to do here! he considers just. running. leaving. getting back in his car and driving away and never coming back. and then he realizes thats fucking stupid and this is his child and he needs to do *something*

ashe is able to fight off full possession on his own (iiiiiii have a theory about ashes powers and what they are but i cant talk about that in detail until later) and i havent worked out the details of how i think the IMMEDIATE aftermath goes but. mark covers for him. gets rid of any sort of evidence that could POSSIBLY point to ashe being the one that killed her and sticks to the story that it was a freak villain attack instead. closed casket funeral. he tries to get rid of the book so many times and every time it reappears on ashe's bedside table the next morning. i think there was like. an IMMEDIATE rift between them. ashe is. old enough to understand what happened and since the possession was only partial i do think he remembers it. but hes not old enough to really understand why. why everything is so different now, how to process grief, why his dad is treating him so different now etc. probably goes. very nonverbal for a while. mark is a fucking wreck with grief and fear and anger and confusion and he stops going to work. they gave him a bit of a grace period due to the circumstances but eventually he got fired and couldnt get a new job and he thought about just taking ashe and moving out of that house out of that neighborhood maybe out of the city. but everything was too expensive and now he's got a 12 yr old who needs to eat and keeps growing out of his clothes and hasnt been to school in a year and a half and !!!!!!

so he starts. villain work. i dont think he really means to at first he might just. shut down a security camera here and there and make the lights flicker in a gas station and if there are a few extra snacks in his pockets whos to say. maybe he eventually tries to do hired gun work for some bigger villains and then moves to solo jobs and then gets picked up by overlord. (personally i think the overlord job was still somewhat new at the beginning of pd. maybe only like. a couple months to a year max)

ANYWAY he listens to vanessa carlton and thats just canon but i also think he likes shitty scifi movies and goes fishing for fun and finds being out in the woods relaxing (again. cabin) . and he does all the dad things in the car that we've talked about a bunch. and hes so so so paranoid and afraid all the time but he expresses that through anger but it comes from a place of love bc he loves ashe so much and doesnt want anything to hurt him ever and he just wants to keep him safe. head in hands. his methods are not good but also its all he knows how to do and i think he desperately just wants ashe to be happy and he wants to see him smile (even though it fucking hurts because he has his moms smile and her laugh and he looks so much like her when hes happy) and . take him on a weekend trip to the lake again. i think there was a moment halfway through season 1 where he saw how happy ashe was with pd and thought "maybe this is good maybe i can let him be a normal kid for a while" and then william dies and ashe gets shot and overlord has a hit on their heads and he doubles down because thats the kind of shit that happens if he lowers his guard for even a second!!!!!!!!!!! ughhhhhhhhh im insane.

um. also when he was just starting out villain work tide was still doing like active hero work and not a mentor yet and they were like rivals. smile. ("ive fought tide dozens of times and hes never spoken to me like that" << never going to forget this btw). i think tide was the one to tell him what happened at the end of season 1 . because. again. he was UNCONSCIOUS FOR THAT WHOLE THING. i think tide went to visit him in prison before he got depowered and told him everything.

[catlove83]

Why can't you love me?

( short story, COMPLETELY FICTIONAL!!! Does NOT represent yoongi at all!!! )

Warnings: sad, yoongi is mean, he says mean things, indifferent yoongi, in love reader, crying, begging, yelling, sad ending, hurt, 1 motion of alcohol, unknown ending( I think thats it)

N=namjoon ( bestie) Y/n=reader( you) Y=yoongi

You had known the guys of bts for a few years now and were great friends with them. You came to Korea to be bts' personal nurse for tours and shows ( seeing as they get hurt alot)

You were besties with namjoon and completely in love with yoongi. He acted different around you than around the guys, always teasing you, hugging you, cuddling you ( yup. You read that right), taking naps with you and one time he actually kissed you and didn't apologize for it. You were in deep!! You asked namjoon what you should, since you have had a Huge crush on yoongi for over 7 months now...

N- you have to tell him y/n, you can't keep this from him, he has a right to know

Y/n- yeah but...

N- no, buts! Do it.. go to his studio and tell him right now!

Y/n- joon....*whiny*

N- dont joon me, do it

Y/n, ok,ok... geez when did u become my dad??

N- ill ignore that, just thank me at your wedding *smiles*

Y/n- lol ok. Love ya joonbug *smiles brightly *

N- love you too pest * sticks tongue out at you*

With determination from Jooon's words and a shot of liquid courage ( alcohol) you hailed a taxi and headed to yoongis studio, right after you stop by a florist and get 1 single red rose.

You arrive at his studio and stand there like a statue, staring at his door. Courage still coursing thru your veins is slowly being drowned out by your mind telling you to turn around and hide! After a few more seconds and a couple of deep breaths you knock on the door. You here the the locks being unlocked, the door opens and you are instantly hit with loud music, cold air, cologne, coffee and yoongi's beautiful face. Taking a big gulp you try to talk, but yoongi beats you to it...

Y- y/n what are you doing here?

Y/n- I...I... ahem ( clears throat) I need to talk to you, is now a good time?

You nervously shuffle from one leg to another and bite your lip, which yoongi notices and swallow at the act.

Y- yea.. yeah, now is fine, come in... ill close down my computer..

Y/n- oo.. okay

You take off your shoes and walk in the door, you slip on the pink slippers he bought for you to wear in his office and close the door behind you. The lock all latch back and the alarm beeps 3 times to let you know it is back on. Yoongi walks to his computer chair and sits down and closes some apps and pauses others, while you sit in the computer chair beside him. You were going to sit on the couch, but you wanted to be closer to him, in case you had a sudden urge to make out with him, after you confessed. Your staring at the couch when yoongi clears his throat...

Y/n, oh, um sorry

Y- it's fine, now what did you need to talk about?

(* thinking* do it y/n, stop being a chicken and say it)

Y/n- ok, *deep breath * so you know how we have been friends for awhile now?

Yoongi nods,listening intently

Y/n- well, over the years I... I have developed a deep crush on you... I think.... No. I KNOW I love you yoongi. I can't pretend anymore and I came here today to tell you and give you this...

You hand him the rose.. yoongi has a surprised look on his face as he takes the rose, but it quickly falls. He looks at the rose, then at you, then back at the rose before he rubs the back of his neck and sighs loudly.

Y- y/n! I'm glad you told me, but I don't know how you think I would ever love you?

You gasp looking at him, wondering why he is saying this?

Y/n- yoongi I...

Y- NO, let me finish... *sighs again* I know you want me to tell you that I love you back, but I don't! I never have. I barely like you! Your just an employee and an ok friend and thats it!

( you start tearing up and sit there quietly and let him finish) yoongi gets uo from his chair and paces around his office, running his neck again..

Y- why on earth do you think I would ever like someone like you?

He looks at you with those dark eyes. Void of any emotion. You swear you see him snarl his lips at you. Like your the most vile thing he has ever seen

Y/n- yoongi, I...

Y- CANT YOU FUCKING BE QUIET??? I'M STILL TALKING, FUCK Y/N! This is a reason I can't stand you, you talk to much, your not skinny and your no pretty at all, plus your not asian, Why did you think I would EVER LIKE YOU? Your just a stupid foreigner.

Y/n- what?

Y- point proven, dumb ass

Y/n- why are you acting like this? What happened to you? You were nice up until a few minutes ago. Why are you treating me like this?

You were crying now, desperate to know what changed in that small window of time you were at his studio.

Y- what changed? WHAT CHANGED??? OMG!! HOW CAN YOU BE SO BLIND AND STUPID? ALL YOUR FOREIGNERS ARE THE SAME. YOU COME HERE LOOKING FOR A JOB, TRYING TO SEKA OUR LANGUAGE THEN YOU EXPECT US TO JUST FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU BECAUSE YOUR DIFFERENT? FUCK NO!!!

You are very confused by his out burst and truly don't know where it is coming from. He was such a kind person around and you and others,but I guess you truly didn't know him. Not like he gave you chance either, he was kind, but very shut off from the world. He never opened up to you.

Y/n - yoongi. Please. Ill do anything to be with you..

Your currently on your knees begging him to reciprocate your feelings. Knowing deep down, he never will! He looks down and laughs at you!

Y- your so stupid! I will never want anyone like you. Desperate, dumb, fat and ugly... take your fucking rose and get the hell out of my office and out of my life.... FOREVER!!

He throws the rose at you and spits at the ground in front of you, before he sits back down , puts his headphones back on and goes back to his work... you sniffle and pull yourself up from your knees. You walk to the door, slip off the slippers and walk out. Closing the door behind you, you slip on your regular shoes. You wipe your eyes and put a mask on to try and cover most of your face and the redness and puffiness from crying. You walk outside and hail a taxi home. You walk into your house, close and lock the door, kick off your shoes, take off your mask and throw it down and collapse on your couch. There, still in your coat, you sob deeply. You cry so much and so hard, you fall asleep. The sound of loud banging on your door wake you up. You get up, hang up your coat you slept in and slowly open the door. Namjoon bursts thru the door and hugs you tightly.

N- where the hell have you been? I'll tried to call you over a dozen times?... wait? Have you been crying?

Hearing him say that make you burst into tears again... he stands there holding you while you cry. After a few good minutes, he leads you to your couch. He goes and gets a wet washcloth for your face and a bottle of water and pain pills for your headache.

N- ok, now tell me what happened?

You explain everything to him, tell him everything yoongi said, what he did and how you cried yourself to sleep. He listens and stays quiet, but won't you don't see is the tension in his jaw from yoongis words or how his eyes get darker. After you tell him, he sighs and hugs you tightly. After awhile of holding you, he speaks again..

N- Y/n, I'm sorry. I don't know what he is being an ass. He could have told you he didn't feel the same, but he had to be an ass about it. I promise you there is someone better out there for you and you will find him! You reach up and kiss his cheek thanking him.

Little do you know how that kiss makes namjoons heart beat faster. Secretly he hopes he can prove to you that your better than yoongi and you deserve someone to love you deeply, someone like him!

@yumiyue07 @btsugarush @bearr02

[bau-drabbles]

hello!! 💗 how about red carnation for reid? can be happy or sad whichever one you’d like 💗

baby 🥺 thank u for asking my sweet, this is sad :) <3 i didn't proof read, sorry about the mistakes

red carnation: a moment of yearning 

"the wait will be around 15 minutes, one of the machines have broken" the employee smiled apologetically and you shook your head, giving her a small smile back.

"that's okay, thank you" you nod as you head to wait. the cafe was calm and you relish in the peace, enjoying the peace for a moment. you don't register someone else has entered until they speak and it immediately pulls your attention away from your phone. and you regret it as soon as you make eye contact

there spencer reid stood, he looked well. happy. content, even. in the arms of his new beau, he looked different. your cheeks burn as you look away, hoping he was all but a cruel mirage your mind was conjuring up.

and then you hear him speak for the first time in weeks. it had felt like a familiar touch, a familiar sound. a familiar scent to have them flood back into your brain all at once. the low baritone of his voice caressed your senses.

his laughter blew through you and you felt yourself catching your breath. it was beautiful as you had remembered it to be. full of warmth, sincerity and love. he was standing there, really and truly standing there.

and you could've gone to say hi, gave him a smile but you remain rooted in the same position. there's another woman hanging off from him, another person in your place holding him as you did before. you pray your coffee comes quickly moving a little forwards to stay away from spencer sight.

"oh sorry-" "it's okay" you give a half smile, moving a little away until reid stands a couple feet away. he locks eyes with you and it feels like you're heart has fallen all the way to the deepest depths of earth. for a second, you remember all the memories that you had tried your utmost hardest to bury. the memories that had you weeping in the early morning, wondering why you could never be good enough for him.

how odd it felt to have been in her position a mere few months ago, to have held and kissed spencer in the same places she did. to had held his hand, stroked his face, cuddled him where she did. how easily he had moved on and how painful it was for you to even consider dating again.

it was getting hard to breathe and yet you couldn't look away, fighting every single urge in your body to throw your arms around his neck and sob into his chest. it feels like a lifetime ago when he used to embrace you with such a tenderness, it healed your heart almost immediately relieving it of all it's burdens. and now it felt like everything was slowly becoming undone.

spencer's face is still, unreadable and stoic, observing every little detail about you. watching you. you hated how well he could simply know what you felt but a glance. it's almost like he's wearing a mask, to a normal person he looks cold. but to you, having known and dated him for years, you know what he means.

yet in his eyes the turbulent sea churns beneath. the waters ready to drag you from the surface, plunging you in to the darkness that lay just below. his gaze lingers briefly upon your lips, slowly following the arch of your mouth grazing your cheekbones before they finally meet yours.

your breath catches in your throat as his exterior melts piece by piece, softening just for you. you see his truth, you see that it is painful for him as much as it had been for you. you see the farce he's continuing for the sake of having a routine, to make life a little easier. but its not working, nothing is. you were the thing that made his world go around and now that you've gone, it's stopped in it's tracks. awaiting you once more.

all you both can do is look, the what ifs and if only growing bigger by the second. suffocating you both under the dreams you had planned together. dreams that will remain that way, locked and hidden to protect your sanity and peace. dreams that could never see the light of day ever again, they didn't exist without spencer. and he was no longer yours to have anymore.

still, your hands ache to touch him, to feel his soft skin underneath the pads of your fingers. for your lips to graze his cheeks once more, to feel his curls just once more. love doesn't really go away, you learnt. it manifests itself in different ways but it never really disappeared. it was all still there, the adoration you held for him.

perhaps the blaze didn't ignite as it once did but the embers were still burning deep within. all he had to do was fan the flames, to have the fire roaring for him once more. maybe if he had said something, maybe if you had spoken first things would've been different.

instead you smile at the employee, taking your coffee in your hand and turning around. never once looking back on spencer reid. but despite the distance between you both, it would never be enough. he was yours and you were his.

maybe in a different life, you both would've finally got your happy ending afters together like you dreamed of

[bolontiku]

I cant... 🤣🤣 baking at a different cafe.

Work things under the cut

I knew people really didn't like me at work. Bahaha I didn't know it was this bad.

My Lil sister has been baking at a Cafe thats been shit to her, my other trainee was there and I got the Lil sis hired to do pan up (prep) work so she wouldn't have a hard time. Fast forward a few months that trainee went to another store (for better pay, a little suggestion to my boss). But this left the Lil sister alone, management promised to get her help.

A year later she is doing triple the work I do by herself with empty promises of help. So I talk to my Cafe GM about getting her transferred over to our Cafe as a retail employee. A step down but she wont be doing a job as stressful alone, it evens out. Everything is in the works and the baker in training decides to quit. They had pushed her transfer date back a month to train the new one. Getting closer to transfer date and the acting GM at her Cafe is coming up with excuses to not transfer her.

He will do it tomorrow. Oh, he's never done one. Doesn't know how to do it. He's busy in meetings. Promise... promise... promise...

My sister has been sick, legit vomiting on account of how stressed she has become.

I talk to my GM again, this time with the proposal of them and us switching for her last week. My GM is as bullhead as I am and literally sat there texting back and forth until the other agreed. He kept coming up with excuses "she's become unreliable" "calls off" "don't want to send you a bad worker-" I tell her that I have to hold my sisters hair back while she pukes out of anxiety. I tell her "imagine your brother coming home everyday vomiting out of stress at a job he hates". My GM is not happy.

We talk cause he is hesitant having me bake at his Cafe "cause he knows I am not the one to mess with, he's afraid cause he knows he's treated her like shit and I won't put up with it" my GM agrees. She has worked that Cafe before and knows how draining and horrible it is. How lazy and u supportive the management is.

She laughing cause he says "he doesn't want you to fuck him over" now. Why would that be the case? If he didn't screw others over he wouldn't project that onto others or expect the same shitty treatment.

I promise to be as professional as I have always been. She knows I am good for it.

Yesterday (saturday) was the first day there. He is literally scrambling to not speak to me. The other manager is asking me about my sister and why she didn't want to be there anymore. Stress from the workload. Everybody knows this. She has been vocal about it and every manager knows that a bake of 2.5k requires two people. Being told her work is crap when she has 1yr of experience and is being compared to veteran bakers of 8+yrs and being lied to about receiving help.

They stutter about not having help themselves. I deadass look at him and let him know that is their failure. You interview people, lie to them about what they will be doing and then in turn treat them like crap when they come in. Nurture and help your employees grow, train them properly, schedule them the hours you promised and be there for them. Both my trainees roughed it out at that store out of loyalty to ME. Because I trained them. How many times did I get calls from them crying because they were stressed?

The manager shook his head and dropped it. Couldn't look me in the eyes. They've fucked up. I managed to get both of them back into my Market and into cafes where they won't be as stressed.

But I get to work. The management ends up scrambling to get me the numbers they need for their catering and add-ons. Once I bake a product I won't go back to re-bake more. The staff that don't know me come over to gossip, how they've tried to help the baker but they don't know what they are doing. If she could just do her job--

I smile, "imagine coming in and having to run the dining area on top of cashiering, oh and there's no help so on top of cashiering you need to run batista and stock, oh and don't forget we need help making sandwiches and salads too."

The woman looks stressed.

"Now after working your ass off you're told what a disappointment you are and you should have done better."

"But I cannot do all of that at once!!!" She stresses.

"But you expect this baby baker to do all of it without help?" I laugh as she stands there flabbergasted and the management team stays quiet. "This store is fucking pathetic, I wouldn't put up with it. MY management team knows how to handle their catering and numbers, not only that they support me and have no problems taking over. If you treat your people good they will return the favor, yes? Fair is fair right?"

She nods and shuts her fucking mouth. Walking away quietly.

One of the boys that already knows me is giggling and I see him, scream his name and we hug. Nobody else speaks to me.

Get my sisters name out your fucking mouth trash.

[raeflora]

It's stupid how antis lie that Jenny was 16 when she slept with Chuck when they have no issue with Nate and Damien being involved with Jenny even though they"re the same age as Chuck. Her 17th birthday was a week before Nate's 19th in 3x17 which took place on April 5th and two months after Chuck's 19th. 3x22 was said to have happened in May therefore Jenny was 17 since her birthday is March 30th and Chuck 19 since his birthday's in January when they slept together. When Serena was 16 Carter jokingly wrote about her sleeping with billionaires in 1x10 which is creepy considering she was a minor and he was in his 20s. I do enjoy season 3 Vanderbaizen and their relationship outside of that creepiness. Not as creepy as him sleeping with Blair when she was in high school. He was groping Blair's leg when she was sitting alone at the bar heartbroken and he offered to buy her a drink even though unlike him she was under drinking age and primarily slept with her to get back at Chuck rather than genuine admiration. Even creepier since it's brought up in season 5 that after sleeping with Blair Carter stole and wore her underwear to a dinner. In Chuck and Jenny's case they were both heartbroken and under drinking age. I do like Carter more than Chuck but wouldn't consider him better. Even though Carter was ethical enough to help Elle flee when requested by Chuck I do find it questionable for him to have been a member of a secret group that had unwilling sex workers since Elle said she didn't want to be one and that if they tried to leave that profession they'd get killed since they knew "too much," and was forced to change her name and move far away. Disgusting how Bart was actively part of that ring for many years (since the 90s). It's one thing to not intervene against that illegal activity but another to actively have dubious/nonconsensual sex with sex workers who are forced to remain in that ring and some of them may have not wanted to be in it in the first place. It also bothered me how Bart only yelled at Chuck when an adult stripper was all over him in 1x7 when the adult deserved to be yelled at. Like Jack it was indicated multiple times that Bart was also into much younger women. Bart was just more reserved and protective over his reputation than Jack was, perhaps due to his age. He had dirt on everyone due to his detective and therefore knew Jack slept with Blair when she was in high school and continued to do business with him and didn't criticize him, even while also knowing since season 1 Chuck loved Blair. I found it inappropriate how Bart was feeling up Pauletta's lower back as her employer and it's understandable how Chuck thought he was hooking up with her since that's not how a boss is supposed to behave with an employee. It was also creepy how it was stated Tripp liked Serena years before they had an affair since she was 18 and he was 26 when they dated.

hi!! this came through twice but I'll just answer it once 🫶🏻🫶🏻 there are some super good and interesting points here and I'm gonna try to break them down a l'il so

exactly!! chuck didn't sleep with jenny when she was underage nor was their age gap too much, especially if you take chuck's birthday as being in may instead of january meaning he was still 18 and jenny was 17. people love jenny and nate then turn around and hate chuck when the age difference is almost identical, it's so hypocritical and kinda odd like why does nate get a pass on all his questionable behaviour but chuck gets hate for things he never even did 😭😭

I never really liked the blair/carter thing and when u add in the age difference it's crazy like why was carter beefing with high schoolers and using a vulnerable blair to get one up on chuck, like I get why blair was in that headspace but carter just entirely took advantage of her and no-one really mentions it. also I always forget the underwear thing bc it's SO unnecessary and weird like what was the point of making a mostly forgotten fling even more bizarre. I definitely preferred carter with serena as I think he actually had feelings for her, but tbh I don't really like him and I think a lot of his fans are blinded by sebastian stan being attractive and just ignore carter's behaviour (again while they vilify chuck for the same or less)

truthfully I also forgot a lot about elle and the sex ring but it's definitely weird that carter was a member and that it just... kept going on?? bart being a member was fitting for him but also odd bc was he still sleeping with those women while he was married to lily?? it's all just kinda insane

I've always thought bart was just a massive hypocrite about chuck and women, and YES I've always thought that his hands were inappropriate on paulette like no wonder chuck saw that bc it didn't look platonic or reasonable at all. I'd never really considered that bart would know about jack and blair (which... I've already said I find that incredibly gross and pointless) but ur so right he never said or did anything about it. also the fact that bart always put the responsibility on chuck (a literal teenager) to behave appropriately when he's grown up with a serial womaniser as a father and an equally womanising uncle like why aren't u talking to the adult women here or trying to set a better example

omg yes like tripp... why were u into a teenage girl when u were engaged/dating someone ik every man loves serena but why so many grown men like it's just weird and creepy and serena deserves better

[dudewotheck]

Ever see those videos of people being goofy and they get their fingers stuck in a cart or basket in a store and need the fire department or employees’ help? Kara gets her fingers stuck, Lena can’t science Kara’s fingers out, and it becomes a big spectacle to free Kara’s fingers but Lena stills loves her

hope this makes u chuckle friend. omg. thank u for the prompt

It’s a thursday night, and they’re strolling along the waterfront hand-in-hand, enjoying the crisp air and each other’s company. Soon enough they’ve reached the statue that Lena had unveiled years ago, moonlight glittering off of it as they walk up to the base.

“I still can’t believe this exists. Gosh, it’s just, ginormous - “ Kara exclaims, gazing up at the giant metal likeness of her.

“Hm. Doesn’t come close to capturing your beauty, though.” Lena replies, squeezing her hand extra tight.

Kara shies away, smile on her face, observing how the moonlight passes through the holes at the base, scattering little circles of across the ground. Strange, did it always have those? Kara runs her hand over it. Sticks her pointer finger impulsively into one of the holes. Swiss cheese statue. Nice.

“C’mon, we should head back.” She hears Lena say, which is true, it’s getting late and-

Huh. Her finger isn’t budging. She yanks at it a couple times before she feels Lena pull at the hand she’s holding. “Babe? Are you - oh.”

She keeps yanking as she turns with an expression of confusion to Lena. “It’s not - my finger, it’s stuck, how is it stuck -“ With the force that she’s using, the metal should have already bent by now, freeing her. And yet, here she is, still yanking her hand with increasing desperation.

“It’s Nth metal, Kara. Why the hell did you stick your finger in-“

Her blood runs cold for a second, and pauses her attempts to free herself. “It’s what?! Oh no, oh crap, oh rao -“ She doesn’t like being stuck. Any time that it’s happened, it’s usually paired with her life being endangered. Not a good feeling.

“Hold on, it’s okay, hold on.” Lena releases her hand, walking away a few steps and taking a deep, steadying breath. “Okay. I can’t - I haven’t worked with it personally all that much, I’m not aware of how it-“

Lena’s voice starts to fade away as she attempts to ground herself and not completely freak out. She sees a couple of people walking in the distance, and oh, crap, what if someone recognizes her while she’s stuck in her own stupid statue because she was stupid enough to stick her finger in it and-

“- freeze breath. Kara?” She snaps her gaze back to her wife. “Did you hear me? I know it has a lot of weird properties, but cold usually makes metal contract. Try that maybe?”

Okay. Freeze breath, good idea. Kara nods, bending down and stealthily puffing out cold air over the general area. She yanks. Nothing.

She’s this close to pulling it straight out of the ground.

Lena sighs. “Figures.” There’s a different group of people walking their way now, and one if them is looking directly at her. Oh, rao.

After about a half an hour, Kara’s taken about a dozen pictures involving herself casually perched up against the statue, hiding her predicament with success so far, and Lena is making a defeated phone call to Alex.

“Hey, can you come down to the Kara statue with the most industrial lube you can - Alex, I’m being serious - Yes, lube. Industrial - Please hurry. You’ll understand when you get here.”

20 minutes and a few more pictures later, Alex shows up, and upon taking in the scene, along with Lena’s exasperation and Kara’s puppy-dog face of embarrassment, laughs harder than she has in months.

Kara is freed within the next minute.

Later that night, Lena can’t help but tease. “Y’know, I could just imagine the headlines, Supergirl Fingers Herself -“ A pillow hits her straight in the face.

“Lena!”

[petboymart]

Snakeboy!Sakusa accidentally biting you and making you very sick he then started wearing masks (to hide himself), getting depressed and not talking to you. So you had decided to get him an emotional support animal Atsumu (who is a fox/dog or whatever) to try open Sakusa up again.

the snake, his therapy dog and his loving owner

employee notice : heheh a play on the lion the witch and the wardrobe,, anyways insecure omi </3 but also cute helpful tsumie <3 and also supportive you!! look at u being so supportive mwah mwah!!!

this product contains : angst 😈, then fluff <3, injury (snake bite), depressed omi, omi traumatized, tsumie has healing kisses /hj, overcoming trauma, love lots of love <3

you knew it was an accident, you also knew what you were getting into when you got a poisonous snakeboy as a pet. but you can’t forget the look of horror on omi’s face when he realized what he’d done. he had only meant to snap at you, he was petty because you went out without him. he didn’t mean to actually bite you. you had gotten too close.

omi couldn’t forget you sitting in that hospital bed, pale. when you woke up you tried to assure him that you were fine and it was just an accident but omi couldn’t believe you. he had hurt you. he was a bad pet. he hurt you.

when you came back from the hospital, perfectly healthy again, omi didn’t greet you at the door like he usually did.

you had to go seek him out, and found him in the guest room. he had stayed there when you first brought him home, too nervous to be around you. but eventually, he warmed up to you and even became quite clingy so you two slept together in your room. when you came into the guest room, all his stuff was there and your heart broke.

“omi.. why’s all your stuff here?” you asked, and omi looked up at you. his mouth with plump lips that parted into the sweetest smiles when he saw you were covered by a face mask. he looked at you with sad eyes, apologetic eyes.

“i’m gonna stay in the gu- in my room. for now.” he said, and you bit your lip. the look in his eyes was firm despite the obvious sadness. you could not convince him or change his mind. you blinked, smiling sadly.

“okay, omi. take as much time as you need.” you whispered. you turned around and omi fought back the urge to cry and tell you to come back and say he’s so so so so sorry and he’ll spend the rest of his life making it up to you. but he’s terrified. you were pale and ghastly and sick because of him. it was his fault. he had to be punished but he knew your heart was too soft to do so, so he had to punish himself.

it’s been two months since omi moved into the guest room. you barely see him anymore, and when you do his mouth is covered by that damn face mask. you want to rip it off and burn it and stomp it into the ground for hiding your omi’s face from you. but you had to respect his decision. you didn’t want to. you almost grabbed him and forced him to be with you but you knew that would hurt him more. so you were patient.

he wasn’t getting any better though. it was like he was worse than when you first got him. more withdrawn, sad, mopey, dragging his feet and his tail everywhere he went.

after two months, you had decided enough was enough and you were going to get your omi back.

so, you went to a shelter and asked for a dog.

“a friendly one, who can help make another pet more comfortable. oh, and not afraid of snakes.” you said to the shelter woman and she raised a brow at you but nodded.

“we have atsumu here, he’s a clumsy mutt but he’s very friendly and good at bringing other puppies out of their shells.” she said, gesturing to a big golden brown dog with big chocolate eyes who wagged his tail happily. when he shifted he became a handsome man with that same joyful smile and big eyes. he yipped at you happily and almost bowled you over when the shelter woman opened his enclosure.

“he’s perfect, i’ll take him.” you said between atsumu’s furious licks all over your face.

you explained the situation to atsumu in the car on the way home, and his fluffy golden ears flopped sadly.

“that’s so sad that he doesn’t talk anymore! i’ll talk to him and we can be best friends and we’ll all be a big happy family!” atsumu says and you can’t help but smile at his confidence and infectious joy. hopefully, you think, hopefully it will work out.

it’s been 1 week since you brought atsumu home and he has been stuck to omi like white on rice. omi looks aggravated, annoyed even that’s he’s around but you can see that his brows aren’t furrowed as often as they used to be, and the close proximity of someone else is easing his pain.

omi says he hates atsumu, but you can tell he doesn’t. atsumu loves omi, he loves hanging out and napping together and playing games like catch omi’s tail or tag or hide and seek. he brings light to your house that has been dim for some time.

atsumu also helps bridge the relationship between you and omi. you all eat meals together and omi no longer flinches from your movement, he seems actually happy to listen to you and atsumu chatter about your days. you usually work from home, so atsumu and omi will sometimes come into your office, atsumu leading the way. you had some pillows and blankets and dog beds brought into the room, so omi and tsumie can lay down and nap together.

it was that sunday though, when they were both napping when you felt something wrap around your ankle. you looked down and saw that it was omi’s scaled tail. he was fast asleep but his tail was curled around your leg almost protectively. you smiled, leaning down and ruffling both his and tsumie’s hair. they both smiled in their sleep.

the next day, or night actually, was when tsumie finally brought up the big step.

“tonight, all three of us are gonna sleep together!” he cheered, carrying his and omi’s pillows under his arms. for the past week he had been sleeping with omi, and now that they were comfortable with each other and things we’re getting better, he wanted to be a big happy family.

omi looked nervous, afraid even. what if he hurt you and what if you didn’t want to sleep with him ever again or you kicked him out? he couldn’t bare even the thought. he was going to protest when you spoke.

“okay. lets sleep, just the three of us.” you said, eyeing omi nervously. he realized that you were just as anxious as he was. he nodded his head, biting his lip underneath his mask.

when you all laid down, you were in the middle with omi and tsumie on both sides. it was comical, the arrangement. omi was at the edge of the bed, afraid to touch you while tsumie was pressed up against you, rubbing his wet nose on your neck. omi watched with a tingle of jealousy. though he “liked” atsumu, the pup was new. omi had been with you for years yet atsumu was so much more comfortable with you than he was. he watched you ruffle atsumus hair with your soft hands, smiling. you used to do that to his hair. unfair.

wait, why am i so jealous. i was the one who pushed them away, it’s my fault. it’s my fault. omi thought, reminding himself.

“omi?” your voice broke his thoughts, your tone filled with gentleness and warmth. he looked up at you with wide eyes, like a child.

you had your arm stretched out, and nodded your head at him. he stared at your arm for a few seconds, then your face. he tried to find any trace of disgust or falseness in your soft smile, but he found none.

slowly, ever so slowly he crept closer to you, glancing at you ever inch he moved. then, he finally set his head down on your arm, using it as a pillow. his arms were close to his chest but then your hands tangled into his curls. he couldn’t help but shiver. his arms, on instinct, wrapped around your middle, pressing his head into your collarbone. you lay still for a few seconds before sighing in relief, rubbing his scalp with your nails as you pet tsumie’s head on the other side of you.

atsumu was ecstatic, tail wagging happily but he kept quiet as to not disturb the moment. he laid his head on your shoulder, yawning as you all soon fell asleep.

omi took off his mask the next morning just to give you cheek kisses and you could finally see his precious smile again.

all my brain juice ran out so the ending is rushed !! also, will be posting the schedule for fics in a few minutes!!

[itsdappleagain]

hell yeah baby backstory time

it is time for the boston tea party caper!!

notes under the cut assss always

this episode is a bit of a mix-up for me. i like it but not my favorite all things considered. i'm still excited though- some of the moments in this episode are GOLD

HQ!!!

JHSGHSD "hey red hows san diego" "not great" "im not talking about you girl"

"i thought he lived in the cloud"

player looks so unamused pls

PLEASE "though i am hearing voices again" HOW WAS THAT RELEVANT. WERE U HEARING VOICES BEFORE

shadowsan is the best character here he's so funny

THE "THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEANT"

if they vowed to use their "superpowers" for good and ivy hotwired that car later on i guess maybe they used to steal cars and then decided to go straight maybe

ivy is so cool

OH hey also by the way their younger designs. SO GOOD carmen should have gotten a dorky in between phase we were robbbbed

small

not trey and his butt chin

i like how the screen glitches when its paused on trey. new headcanon this is a powerpoint presentation they threw together right then and there

you dare knock LYDIA

"i got this" zack says with the confidence of a man who just ate taco bell learning they won't see another restroom for eight more hours on the road trip

the talking through the race kills me every time 😭you can't hear each other

man this racetrack has an overhead drone keeping exact pace with the leading car

zack had a chase devineaux phase too once

carmen sandiego: oh no no we're rated for seven year olds!! the boston tea party caper: the mafia boss who lent us money threatened to put a hit out on us if we didn't commit a robbery for him on a suspicious front for a money laundering operation for the mob

the main reason i dislike this episode and need for speed is because zack doesnt ever get to learn. he was impulsive and it was bad in duke of vermeer, he was impulsive and it was bad in boston tea (okay fine, it shows us his younger self! fine with that) BUT THEN HE IS IMPULSIVE AND ITS BAD AGAIN NEXT TIME. FOR THE SAME REASONS whyyy wouldn't they take duke of vermeer as an opportunity to show his growth instead of making him out to be some angry no control childish idiot who sacrifices untold amounts for a little payback. and drags ivy down with him EVERY TIME

there's something so cool and sinister about ivy smiling, reassuring him, and then slowly pulling down the ski mask to hide any emotion. ivy and zack seem like they could have been prime targets for VILE recruitment- they could have gone down a much darker path

shadowsan was so invested

carmen's puberty crammed in those few months between the boat and the boston holy shit

player accidently saved zack and ivy's asses by turning off those cameras jgjsgkd

the second perspective of zack crashing into the wall kills me every time pls

here goes carmen with "its for your own safety" who taught her that phrase

i love how z and i immediately think that this person couldnt possibly be...i dont know. an employee or a manager or someone who works at the donut place. she's gotta be another thief. i mean they are right but like why

the giant ass green vault behind the fridge door 😭

WE'RE FOLLOWIN THAT LADY FOLLOWIN THOSE BREADCRUMBS TO THE DOUGH

wait didn't they arrive in a truck parked on the other side of the building

carmen ALSO had a chase devineaux phase

???? isnt that truck she just stole the one they got there in???

i mean carmen. girl. you kicked them out of their own robbery and then stole their car did you expect them not to follow you

carmen's devineaux side coming out <3 also completely shameless carmen cant drive comic plug

there are so many car accidents literally everyone could have died in for these two (this and need for speed) episodes. credits roll as the paramedics show up to carmen who just CRASHED HER CAR INTO A FUCKING HOLE HEAD FIRST

they had to make sure to show us that carmen was literally the worst driver possible to justify zack being there

i love zack immediately getting super friendly with the random woman who just stole their car, crashed it, and then stole it again with them inside

carmen: haha suave quip zack and ivy, the two most neurodivergent bitches on the planet: IN THE REVOLUTIONARY WAR

also carmen looks hilariously uncomfortable wedged behind this shipping crate. she's experiencing her first infodump

the loaning money joke is actually very funny

i kind of like how awkward carmen still is in some areas. she still talks like a VILE operative- she reports her every move to player, she simply responds with "understood." because thats the only way she knows how to relate

ANGY

ivy: oh no camera: zooms out to show the most outraged face the animators could draw

screenshots of all time

can you imagine your weirdgirl little 16 year old classmate dips and you see her a few months later and she's turned into this trenchcoat wearing 5'7" long haired adult woman whose only goal is to make your life a thousand times harder

not quite sure how this episode said "oh yeah. her classmates who knew her as a kid constantly call her by the wrong name and disrespect her despite constant corrections. and also her mother figure, seeing the new her, disowns her with the proclamation that this new person killed her child when she took this new name and betrayed her" and made it not transgender

le chevre was so cool about everything for like three minutes

HEY okay my favorite detail of the show is that when carmen runs in this episode she gets way out of breath because she isn't in shape yet i LOVE that detail

i have never heard more emotion from gina than when she went "YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME"

THROW HER OVERBOARD

el topo is also cool about things for like three minutes

zack and ivy bounce constantly between dumb orange cat energy and golden retriever who would jump into the ocean for a guy who petted them once energy

legend has it carmen still manages to throw el topo and le chevre in the water every time they are within a mile of it

i love le chevre backing up and running away from her because he's like oh shit. wasn't she like the best in our class?? is she going to kill me or something?? why did she leave VILE what the fuck im booking it nah

YEAH I NEED THE ROPE CARMEN IS SO MEAN IN THIS EPISODE ITS SO FUCKING FUNNY

IVY RESPONDING TO THE ASK FOR "MUSCLES" WAS A UNIVERSAL LESBIAN WIN FOR EVERY SINGLE PERSON ON THE PLANET GOD WHAT AN ICONIC SCENE. MILADY. ALL SHE HAD TO DO WAS KISS HER HAND GOD

its never brought up ever again that ivy's "shirt" is actually a blue undershirt and a black vest and that is criminal we needed a gay vest. something

the slomo kick is so hot

LE CHEVRE STEPPING ON HER HEAD

those plates must have hurt so fucking bad

okay well. you DO commit crimes

"the police have no idea they exist" okay. TELL THEM

SEE? VEST.

"got any room for us on your next job?" "you know what? sure! come along and help me take down this global criminal organization. uhhh what are your names again btw?"

yall i dont think eddie is going to want to see you for the money

A FLYING CAR he said yeah zack that was smart

i love how offended by literally everything the bostonians do shadowsan is

THEY MADE SHADOWSAN GET IN THE BACK BEHIND THE SEAT HAHAHAHHJHD

that hq wont be so wasted when you die of hypothermia! good luck carmen

alrighty, thats the beantown caper all done! only two more to catch up on before I'm on time again for my favorite episode this saturday >:)

[damianbugs]

oh also i desperately need ur stephanie related fic recs please hand them over i trust ur judgement

this sudden stephanie appreciation makes me so happy. she is indeed the guy of all time, the best and the greatest forever. no one does it like her ever. i am also so flattered you trust me with this, and so i hope these do not disappoint u anon!

STEPHANIE BROWN CENTRIC FIC RECS ON AO3

Oops by Tiptapricot

Steph wakes up in a dingy Gotham alley, her ears ringing and head pounding like a drum. When she opens her eyes to see a kid in scaly green shorts and a cape, she realizes her mistake on tonight's mission was much bigger than she realized.

MY NOTES: starting off strong with time travel!!! a wonderful fic that focuses on stephs role as a hero and the dynamic between her a dick was so sweet to read. truly a love letter to what spoiler is.

Let Your Clarity Define You by Hinn_River

Five times Stephanie Brown met someone for the first time, and one reunion.

MY NOTES: my life motto is shoot every character you love with the transgender beam. this work is so special to me, especially the entire idea of what being a hero, in any capacity, can mean to someone, and was just a lovely and heartwarming read. (also!!! trans duke!!!!)

What's So Amazing That Keeps Us Stargazing by Cerusee

Jason, the plaque read. Just that. Just…. Jason. There were other cases in the Cave, other costumes on display, but somehow, this one felt different. Stephanie wasn’t stupid; she knew Robin’s colors well as any Gotham kid did. It was Dick’s old costume. (Stephanie knew she wasn’t even supposed to know that name; Batman had had a concussion when he’d called Nightwing by it, and they’d both been cagey with her for months afterwards.) It was the costume he’d worn before he’d grown up and become Nightwing. So why this case, with this costume, but a different name?

MY NOTES: oh this fic!!! the fic of all time!! the conversations had in this fic really dig right into your heart and hit where it hurts, but i just loved every bit of it. stephanie is the balance to a lot of the grief that clouds around bruce, dick and babs and it was just handled marvelously in this. must read!

always for the greener side by chiriklo

Stephanie jumps to action. She hits the ground running, pounding a beat in spry, renewed vigor. There’s nothing holding her back. She’s chasing a string from her heart, burning with desire to make the world a better place. She will climb every wall, jump every fence, leap every hurdle it takes, because nothing can stop Stephanie Brown from fighting for a brighter future. Robin or not, she’ll leave her mark. — Stephanie Brown in first-time meetings, finding purpose, and hard-earned evolution.

MY NOTES: there is just something so special about fics where we follow stephanie throughout her life and watch her grow into the hero she has always been. again, with the loveliest dynamic with dick. a must read!

I'm Your Clone, Your Strange Creation by Sohotthateveryonedied

Fuckin’ crazy, her mother often said. About everything and anyone. The oil prices? Fuckin’ crazy. The corner store employee who refused to let Stephanie purchase a pack of cigarettes for her mother? Fuckin’ crazy. Your father? Fuckin’ crazy. “Why do you do it?” Steph asked him once. Arthur was sat at the coffee table, writing and rewriting a first draft of the note he planned to leave behind after tomorrow’s robbery. “You’re gonna get caught again.” For once, Arthur didn’t tell her off for bugging him. He flipped his pencil around to erase a word, his eraser squeaking on the paper. “Keeps me sane.” Steph considered that, frowning. “Can’t you be sane and not get caught?” “Not how it works, babygirl. Not for people like me.” He rubbed her head. “Go get me another beer, will ya?”

MY NOTES: i think everyone should read this introspection fic simply because the final line is 'Fathers. They never stop cutting.' and it fits just so perfectly into the premise of this work.

to avoid repeating fic recs too many times, you can find more stephanie focused fics here !

[dio-the-thot-exterminator]

I feel so weird and like I'm doing something wrong?? My Boss manager always being so passive aggressive to me or maybe I'm just not used to ppl being so stupid.

She's like "you NEED to be selling the credit cards more. You know we base your scheduling on how many credit card u sell and if you don't have high numbers then when I start hiring new people..."

HIRING WHO?????? HIRING WHOO???? Id like to see all the people you’re hiring hmm? Where? You can barely keep ur own managers from constantly calling out of work. So ur forced to do 60 hr work weeks every month. I know u ain't talking to me And the other two associates always call out or don't show up so I have to come and cover for them…I KNOW YOU AIN'T TALKING TO ME!??!??!?!?

"Your job is to sell the stuff at the counter and credit cards" ok then why am I sweeping the floors and cleaning the bathrooms and wiping the mirrors and pricing merch and tagging and taking out the trash and dusting and packaging online orders etc?

She like "even tho ur just an associate u NEED to be reading the emails everyday" girl how is knowing what the stores over n Texas and Florida make gon help me 💀 She acts like she got hella people on stand by bitch u dont she tryna lecture telling me I need to do more... All you do is talk on the phone and ask ppl to join ur church.

She be in the corner somewhere on the phone and the customers are like "um...excuse me?" And she ignored them so I gotta help them. Even tho she tasked me with scanning all the fucking items in the store!!

And she literally told me "u need to pay attention more to the customers YOU'RE NOT HERE TO COMPLETE TASKS!!!" AHHHHHHUAHHHHHHHHHHHHH what do you mean???????? Wtf am i here for then??

I'm bout to snap on her fr maybe I'm too combative… she got me pushing around this chart.

She was like complaining "uh make sure you fix that bcuz y'all like to leave it a mess 😒" And I was bout to say "bitch who tf is y'all??????" I KNOW how you are and I know you complain about every lil thing, so whenever i'm pushing that chart around it be looking neat and tidy and I put it back like that too. 

I'm da best employee she has!!! My other managers Jays and Red were literally like “ugh we were so lucky to have found you” and the other day a customer had came back into the store to tell my manager Red what a good job i did helping her find what she needs and being accommodating…The other associates dont do shit.

The college girl who barely works saw a box all messed up, she tried to quickly close the top (didn't work) and then she just walked away. I was like "um aren't u gon fix that?" And she was like "oh yeah right" Like??? And all she does is stand behind da counter. The store be a mess and she be standing.

The phone guy just be on his phone and he be chilling in da back. I know u are not on my case. when u let a whole ass employee stay in the break room his entire shift 💀.

I feel like she get someone sort of power trip off it and she just needs someone to terrorize and she choose me because I'm always there 🥲 (this is the reward i get for being a real ass employee??) 

Boss manager was like "I'm going to start quizzing you guys on what was in the manual  bcuz y'all act like talk forgot, you NEED to be following them!!" Girl still on shit from da "training" videos. Shit she don't even follow…

Yesterday she was like, “go reprice the entire clearance section, make sure you don't leave the chart out!!! Every Time someone walks in the store, put the chart back and greet them!!! (she's standing next to the entrance doing nothing) Well this NEEDS to be done before your shift ends so get it together hurry up!!! And you can actually leave the chart out when u need to ring someone up on the register (she is one the phone and didn't notice someone standing there) OMG WHAT ARE YOU DOING THAT GUY NEEDS HELP!!! HELP HIM!!! GOOOO!!! AND TAKE THE CHART WITH YOU!!!!! OMG OMG STOP STOP LEAVE THE CHART HELP THAT GUY NOWW UGHHHHHHH!!!!!" and she is...standing there doing nothing...he walked up to her first bcuz she was closer…

Its so awkward asking someone to apply for the credit card, bcuz the boss manager expects you to harass every customer (she literally follows them around the store and asking them repeatedly to sign up i counted once…she asked one person 7 times) AND it's not even only the credit card, it's everything in the damn store. AND she only wanted 1 person on the register even when its rlly busy, trying to sell everything in the store…. (you guys only 2 people are allowed in the ENTIRE STORE one associate and one manager bcuz the company wants to be cheap)

It's like the customer places whatever they’re buying down and I have to say “hey this thing is buy one get on half if you're interested, and we have this item on sale, also if you wanted any of these items they’re behind you. Do you want any of this? I can show you the different ones we sell. And we have this too. I can help you pick out the one you need. We also have a credit card, if you want, you'll earn coupons and get a discount off today's purchase :D"

And she wants us, to say that, TO EVERY SINGLE CUSTOMER!! Everyone…

So it gets so awkward asking, especially if they are just buying like one little item. And to make things worse she's so nitpicky about everything like I was asking if they wanted to join our rewards and she was like "ugh if you ask it like that of course they're gonna say no!!!" And then she...didn't give me a way I should ask them…

I just nod and say "okay" whenever she starts ranting. She just get on my nerves a lot but that's also bcuz ima hater. Idk i feel like i do everything correctly and efficiently so idk why my managers are always attacking or complaining about me. 

Can I pleaseeeee have a job where I only need to complete tasks??? Where are those jobs?? Someone point me in the right direction