#because im in my thirties stfu

[blondepomeranian]

Illegal Work Selfies(TM) are becoming my new favorite subgenre.

[twinferns]

im rattling with excitement ab tfatws ep 2

so much happened in this episode i dont even know where to start, so know im forcing you all to listen to me rant

how lucky for you!!

if you haven't watch the ep, there will be big spoilers!! im not putting in a cut bc my tumblr is being weird ab it so just trust me when i say there will be major spoilers after this line

i warned you

ok if you're still reading you're basically asking to be spoiled

- ok i know this scene is supposed to sympathize with john walker but his face makes me angry

- OUCH WTF i hated every second of having to watch bucky watch walker

- walker needs to stay in his damn place with the whole "even though i never met him, he feels like a brother" AND WITH BUCKY WATCHING i hate this guy

- bucky-sam reunion!! i love their chemistry, and ik we've already seen this scene but the gandalf/hobbit line still sends me, and cements how much of nerd bucky is

- not bucky taking after steve with the whole jumping out of a plane with no parachute thing

- istg theyre gonna give away with all their bickering, sam and bucky are like an old married couple

- the parallel with bucky falling off the truck with bucky falling off the train in the first avenger

- ik walker and hoskins technically helped bucky and sam out i still hate their hides

- walker needs to stfu with trying to shmooze with bucky and sam

- i am bucky, bucky is me

- i love how battlestar was the last straw for him, and the wingman comment was the last for sam

- is it bad that i kind of like karli?

- ISAIAH BRADLEY? BLACK CAPTAIN AMERICA?? - his whole story makes me sick to me stomach, like how the government fucking experimented on black men? and then they fucking arrested isaiah and threw him prison for thirty years?

- eli bradley we've met patriot im excited

- the cop scene made my blood boil. sam must have been so scared the minute they pulled up. how dare they ask bucky if sam was bothering him. and the way they treated sam differently bc he was an avenger? disgusting. but i love how marvel isn't glossing over the race aspect of this show

- so theyre basically in couples therapy. amazing i love.

- when bucky said "because if he was wrong about you he was wrong about me" it shattered my heart and stomped it all over the floor and the voice crack didn't help

- not walker again, i despise this man with everything in me. "stay out of my way" WTF ARE U GONNA DO AGAINST A SUPER SOLDIER WITH A VIBRANIUM ARM AND MAN WHO CAN FLY HE NEEDS TO LEAVE

- everytime walker calls bucky "bucky" i wanna punch him. yes, ik bucky goes by "bucky" but it feels disrespectful, like it's sergeant barnes to you jackass - who tf is the scary man going after karli i dont like him

- you know things are bad when bucky and sam go to mf zemo for help

i cant wait to see what happens next. also does anyone else think that bucky's personality is exactly what a teenage fanfic writer would write him as? bc im loving it

[nanbaka-82]

No one asked and no one will probably read but here’s songs that remind me of some of my most beloved hypmic boyos (Yes I wrote this at five am and I was being biased) Alert this is very long and shitty don’t read if ya don’t wanna get a brain rot and I advise you not to break your mind before 2nd drb.

Bonus up top:

All Stars + Kotonohoto:

- This Is The Moment - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

CLASSIC LOVE IT KEEP GETTING DRB VIBES

- I’m Ready - AJR

THIS IS LIKE DIVISION ALL STARS VS KOTONOHOTO

Yotsutsuji:

- Three Thirty - AJR

IM NOT SURE ABOUT THIS ONE AT ALL but since he’s a character that we never really got to understand and analyze, or maybe the fact that he was put falsely into his comatose state pains me.

“You start thinking about the clock ticks, you get nervous, you start stressing, so how am I supposed to fit this, in three minutes, and thirty seconds?”

“Listen to my aching heart. Quick before you skip the song. We are human after all. And we. Don’t. Stay. For. Long”

Naughty Dialogue/MCD +:

- Bang - AJR 

JUST LOVE THE VIBE 

“I’m way too young to lie here forever (IchiKuko) I’m way too old to try so whatever (SamaSasa) so come hang! We’ll go out with a bang!”

- Partners in crime - ft. Ash Costello

The vibe too! Idk I really like it!

- A Bud Like You - AJR

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH IT FITS THEM EVEN MORE HELL YES

Naughty Busters: 

- Rope - Kulick

“I keep slipping on down but I can’t let go yet”

Pain 

- Kids In The Dark - All Time Low 

 “They left us alone, the kids in the dark, to burn out forever or light up a spark, we come together, state of the art, we’ll never surrender, so let the the world sing”

More pain but cute 

Mad Comic Dialogue:

- I’m Not Ok - Weathers 

HHHHH THIS SONG IS ONE OF MY FAVES

“IM JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE FUCKED UP LIKE EVERYONE ELSE”

- Weak - AJR 

“But I’m weak, and what’s wrong with that? Boy oh boy I love it when I fall for that” (fall for each other those Lil gay boiz)

- Broken -lovelytheband 

“I like that you’re broken broken like me, maybe that makes me a fool?” (sasa)

“I like that you’re lonely lonely like me, I could be lonely with you” (sama)

“There’s something tragic, but almost pure, think I could love you, but I’m not sure” (sama)

“It’s something wholesome, it’s something sweet, tucked in your eyes that I’d love to meet” (sasa)”

- Rose Colored Boy - Paramore 

Y e s 

- Sober Up- AJR

“Hello hello, I’m not where I’m supposed to be, I hope that you’re missing me, cuz it makes me feel young”

*Cries in SamaSasa*

“Won’t you help me sober up? Growing up had made me numb, and I wanna feel something again. Won’t you help me sober up? All the big kids say I’m drunk and I wanna feel something again. Won’t you help me feel something again... how’s it go again?”

“And I wanna feel something again. I just wanna feel something again. (My favorite color is you)”

“Can I finally feel something again?”

*Cries in SamaSasa again*

Otome (I’m so in it for her):

Dollhouse - Melanie Martinez 

Just. Her backstory. Shit. 

Fling Posse:

- TMD (Talk Me Down) - R & R 

This song just reminds me of the overall relationship between fling posse! I’d make an edit but I’m lazy and sad 

- It’s On Us - AJR

(Honestly AJR is my emotional anchor and it’s obvious)

“It’s not your fault you don’t feel safe it’s not your fault so don’t take blame (no it’s on us)”

“We can try together, make it right together, we can fight together, it’s on us, though your trust is stolen, though your heart is broken, you are never broken, it’s on us” 

“We know what we need to do we’ll be there it’s not on you”

Now da main course:

Samatoki Aohitsugi:

- Karma - AJR : 

THAT PART WHERE ITS LIKE “Where the hell is the karma?” HNGGG

- Can I Get a Witness - Sonreal :

OKAY hear me out:

“I fell in love with you cuz you made me feel, I fell in love with you cuz you kept it real, but you changed up on me, you changed your flow, and now I’ve been hating on you every where I go”

BASICALLY YEAH AND THE REST OF THE SONG TOO

- Honest - Nico Collins 

No comment... 

- Middle Finger - BOHNES 

Oh god I love this song 

“But I refuse to let you make me feel like I can’t fly, not only will I soar again, I’ll own the fucking sky” 

“Livin like a riot, setting off the sirens, fists are clenched I’m fighting, soul has been ignited, ain’t got time for dying, I’m too busy thriving, more than just surviving, heart is beating violent”

And just so much more, this song reminds of his spirit that no matter how many times it’s been broke down just won’t give up, and I love it

- Little Poor Me - Layto 

“I tried hard you know I care, I care, I care, just a little poor me, just a little poor me”

The way he protected what he loved with all his heart, Sasara and Nemu, yet, he still lost them at the end. 

Jyuto Iruma:

The Car - Nightly 

Idk why it fits him—the feel of it I guess 

Ramuda Amemura (maNy but I chose):

- Rabbit Hole - AViVA 

Gives me the feel where he drags people down with him but wants to escape 

- Hypnotized - AViVA

I DONT EVEN GOTTA FUCKIN SAY IT

“Can’t you see you’re hypnotized? Locked inside those eyes. Now don’t you go out at night, you’ll end up hypnotized”

“Look into my eyes find it so appealing look into my eyes send your body reeling, now you’re hypnotized, drag you down down down”

Gentaro Yumeno:

- The Way - Layto

Not so sure about this one—but 

“New Speak, show and tell, this will be my hardest sell, wise men, always say, sadness raps in golden plate” 

Reminds me of how he was bullied and unsocial in school, also how his care takers were elders and made him happy 

- 100 Bad Days - AJR

“A 100 days made a hundred good stories, a 100 good stories make me interesting in parties” 

NSJSBSJJSISS LISTEN IT F I T S

Dice Arisugawa:

- Disaster Party - MAGIC GIANT

FUCKIN-THIS SONG IS SO DICE STFU AND

“You’re a brave heart, but you’re broken, and an Angel, but you’re choking”

THIS REMINDS ME OF HOW DICE SILENTLY ACKNOWLEDGES GENTARO AND RAMUDA BUT DOESNT PUSH INTO THEIR BUSINESS! WHAT A GOOD BOY WE HAVE oh and

“Throw away all your money” hhhhh

- I’m Not Famous - AJR 

Reminds me oh how he could have been literal royalty but decided to say fuck it

Hifumi Izanami:

- Echo - Crusher-P

We don’t talk about why I link this to fumi 

- Oh oh and there’s this part in Parents - Yungblud, “Hi nice to meetcha! Got nothing to believe in! So tell me when my breathing, stops-“ idk it reminds me of his phobia and past 

- Make you Mine - Public The Band

HHHH HES SOFT BBY OKAY 

Doppo Kannonzaka:

- Isolate - SubUrban

“Segregated, situated, hanging on, sophisticated, liberated, nauseated, I just want my medication, individuality and blue lights give me headaches, I’m not changing for the better, I’m just changing clothes on weekends”

Need I say more?

- Come Hang Out - AJR

I personally love this one 

“Come hang out cuz you’re outta your mind, you’re working so damn hard, you forgot what you like, come hang out, don’t you leave us behind. But, I’ll be there next time”

“Come hang out cuz you’re missing your life”

“Should I go for more clicks this year? Or should I follow the click in my ear?”

I feel like this song is from everyone who cares about him which is also me—

Jyushi Aimono/Hitoya Amaguni:

- Crybaby - Melanie Martinez

ABSOLUTELY NOT SHIPPING but the part where it’s like 

“I look at you and I see myself”

Makes me cry because I remember how Hitoya lost his brother to bullying then you have Jyushi so he wants to help the little boy live his life and achieve his goals, unlike his brother, sadly

Sasara Nurude:

- My Play - AJR 

Fucking. Just watch the official vid. That’s all. It’s about parent divorce and slaps.

“When I show you my play, will you pretend you didn’t know, if I make a mistake? It’s gonna get really really really really bad, before it’s okay. But maybe you’ll forget it all, while you’re watching my play” 

- Rose Colored Boy - Paramore 

OHH BOY I WROTE A WHOLE FIC ABOUT THIS ON WATTPAD 

- Istanbul (Not Constantinople) 

FUNNY FUNNY SONG CLOWN LIKE FUNNY FUNNY 

Rei:

- Hushh - AViVA 

Fucker got one. 

“Hush Hush, keep your pretty mouth shut, hush hush, lose your inhibitions”

- This Ain’t A Scene It’s An Arms Race - Fallout boy

Like HeLL.

“Fitting you with Weapons in the form of words, and don’t really care which side wins, as long as the room keeps singing that’s just the business I’m in”

“I’m not a shoulder to cry on, I digress, I’m a leading man, and the lies I weave are so intricate, oh so intricate” 

If you read this then congratulations why the fuck did you waste your time

[sydnee-kom-spacekru]

Kiss Me, Dumbass (Richard Harmon x Fem!Reader Part 4)

Warnings: sexual assault, A/n: Ago is your characters name on The 100, and its pronounced with a hard A, and the word go. There isn't an actual Cafe Goldenrod its made up, I know I'm bad at names, stfu. <<<>>> You were alone in your small trailor kitchen. Bob was with Eliza, you seriously suspected something, Lindsey was with her family because she didn't have to film, and Luisa was relaxing. You didnt want to bug her, she deserved to relax. So you were getting ready for bed. A knock rang through your temporary home, and you yelled for them to come in. "Hey, sorry to bother you." You walk to the living room, seeing Richard. You pull your eyebrows together in confusion. "Is something wrong?" "Kind of. Jason wants us to film the scene where you're taken today. Something about an emergency meeting he has tomorrow." Your mouth opens in shock. "But it's nine o'clock." You were just about to get in bed, having already eaten. "I know. He wants us right now, so, go get your makeup done, I guess." He shrugged and left you, dumbfounded, in your living room. --- You yawned, it was nine thirty, and you had just finished getting your face done and your costume on. "Y/n, your character will be sleeping in the rover, in Octavias camp, when you're taken." Jason shouted. You nodded, not able to keep yourself from yawning again. "Hey look," he walked over to you, speaking softly. It was the nicest he's ever been. "Im sorry, alright. I have a meeting about ratings and shit tomorrow, and I just found out. If we don't film this scene tonight, it'll screw everything up." Before you could respond, he left. --- "It was the heat of the moment..." Your alarm sang. You groaned, it was your day off, but you had forgotten to shut your alarm off. It was five In the morning, you had only gotten to sleep four hours ago. You were filming until eleven last night, but you had had trouble sleeping last night. You hit the button on your phone multiple times, and tried to fall asleep again. --- You checked your phone for the fourth time that hour, it was six thirty-six, you hadnt fallen asleep yet. You decided to get up and get breakfast. You got dressed and brushed your hair out, applying light makeup. You walked over to Luisa's trailor, conveniently right next to yours, and knocked. You knew she would be up, she had gone to sleep early. She opened the door up, dressed too. "Let's get breakfast." You walked up the steps. She let you in. "Where?" "I dont know, lets go to that little Cafe down the road." "'Kay, one second. Let me get shoes." --- Cafe Goldenrod was beautiful. The designs along the walls, the lights, the whole vibe was amazing. You ordered a chocolate muffin, and Luisa ordered a coffee. "I miss Alycia." You say, swallowing some of the dry cupcake. It was kind of a disappointment, but it wasnt a big deal. "Yeah, so do I." A voice came from behind you. You groan internally. There was one fan, a guy who looked to be around fifty years old, who always seemed to find you guys wherever you went. "Hello, Y/n McGowan, Luisa D'Oliveira." He butchered her last name, as he wiggled his chubby fingers in front of your faces. He had stood up to get your attention, and was leaning over his chair like a six year old leans over a bus seat. "Quit ignoring me." You put on a smile, not wanting to be seen as rude. "Im so sorry, sir. I was lost in my head." You turned around, his face was a foot from yours, but you could still smell his breath. Fish and ice cream. It was horrible. You nod to Lu and you and her stand up to leave. "Hey, where are you going? You bitch." He stood up and grabbed your arm, you tried to yank your arm back, but his hand just tightened around your upper arm. "I came here to see the both of you, and you leave." "Let her go, you dick." Luisa snapped. The door opened and the bell jingled. "Whats going on here?" For the first time ever, you're relieved to hear Richard's voice. <<<>>>

Part 5 next

[fluidityandgiggles]

Together Cake

Okay. Let’s say it all together.

HAPPY NAME REVEAL DAY PATTON!!!

Now that that’s over with...story time. There is an AU/hc that I have yet to release to the public. So it might be a bit confusing at times, but... when it works, it works.

So this is a glimpse into a yet unknown AU/hc of mine (while also not being quite as heavily based on it, sorry Dee), as well as a birthday gift to my favorite little ray of sunshine.

Happy birthday Patton. I love you.

And so... enjoy the ride (tags below).

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“Hey Patton. Hey Patton. Hey Patton. Hey Patton-“

“Dorian, let your brother rest, will you?”

“No! I want to play with Patton!”

This was the regular weekend scenario every time Patton got home. For once, his mom picked him up instead of having to take three buses (Roman had to take only two and had a much shorter ride, lucky him), but he was still... exhausted.

Yeah. That was the word. Exhausted.

“Hey Dori, did I tell you that we’re doing a musical and a play?”

Patton’s baby brother’s eyes went wide. “Am I invited to both?”

“I don’t know, kiddo. I’m doing A Winter Funeral, Roman is doing Lysistrata 2000, and we’re both doing West Side Story, so-“

“Oh, okay.”

Dorian was always a terrible liar. Or maybe it was just that Patton knew his brother too well.

“I’m joking! Of course you’re coming!”

Their mom rolled her eyes and ruffled both their heads. “I’m going to rest. Behave, you two!”

And then they were alone. The tv was on, running the end cards of some show Dorian was probably watching earlier, but that was the only noise in the background.

Patton and Dorian were... alone.

“...you wanna bake a cake?”

“No.” The huge grin on Dorian’s face betrayed his word.

“Thought you might say so. Come on. I’ll let you crack the eggs.”

——

The joy on Dorian’s face was something to be documented for the ages. Covered in cocoa powder and flower, his eyes sparkling, smiling and laughing all the while...

Sadly Patton didn’t feel nearly as energetic as he should’ve to match that. Dorian has done nothing right.

But there was no place to get mad at him. He’s only a baby. Only six years old. Patton can keep calm.

“Did I do good?”

Patton closed the oven door and set the timer, and then turned back to his brother. “Yes, kiddo. You did good. Now let’s go take a bath.”

“No!”

“Dorian, you look like a bag of brownie mix exploded on your face.” Dorian giggled again, the gap between his front teeth showing. “Let’s go to the bath.”

“But I don’t need to.”

“Do I have to call Logan?” Dorian shook his head. “So let’s go.”

“No!”

“Do you want to tell me about how nobody believes that you can speak English?”

“Yeah... but I can! I was born in New York!”

“No you weren’t.”

“Yes I was! You was too!”

“Dori... that’s not how this works. Remember? Just because I was born in New York doesn’t mean-“

“But I was! I really really was!”

“Let’s go to the bath, duckie.”

“No!”

Okay, now Patton was ready to give up. Thankfully... there were thirty five minutes left.

“I’ll make you a deal. You come with me to the bath-“

“No!”

“-and then we can watch any movie you want.”

“...can we watch Lilo and Stitch?”

“Of course. Who do you think I am?”

——

‘🌟PRINCEY🌟 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: may i guess what book you took that recipe from?’

‘Lolo 💙💙 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: Three kilos of butter, four of chocolate, ten of sugar and a tbsp of flour perhaps?’

‘WHY DO YOU TWO HATE BAKING SO MUCH!!!!!!! ROMAN!!!!!!!!! STOP!!!!!!! Lolo you stay I love you ❤️❤️’

A picture of the smiling Dorian from earlier was taken and sent to the group chat right before Patton made Dorian get in the bath. So now Dorian was clean and just wanted to play with his rubber duckies for “another five minutes” (that was five minutes ago). So Patton texted his friends.

Because why not.

‘My Dark Strange Son 😈💜 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: we dont but ur using a carine goren recipe’

‘Believe it or not, this time I didn’t!’

“You’re ready to get out now? We need to check on the cake.” Dorian turned wide eyes to Patton. “Come on, Dori-”

“No! Five more minutes!”

“You said that five minutes ago.” Dorian made a face. How... not typical, just... “Please? Don’t you want to watch Lilo and Stitch?”

“I do.”

“So come on.”

“Five more minutes!”

‘Lolo 💙💙 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: Honeybee, can I come over today? My dad made compote.’

‘Nope! You can’t run away from your problems like that, sweetie!’

‘🌟PRINCEY🌟 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: did you run out of crofters, microsoft nerd?’

“Okay, you’re getting out.”

“No!”

“I’m going to check on the cake and you have to get out.”

“...I don’t like you.”

Yes. That was a lie. But it still stung something in Patton’s heart. As Dorian stood up and removed the plug, Patton lifted him out, making sure that he was standing stable before wrapping him in a towel.

“Now, wanna be a burrito?” Dorian nodded. “So you go to your room and you get dressed, and I’m going to check on the cake, and if I come back up and you’re still not dressed, no Lilo and Stitch. Understood?” He nodded again.

What a liar.

Patton chased his brother to his room and then went down to the kitchen, to check on the cake. The boys kept spamming the group chat.

There were five minutes left.

‘Hey Madame, aren’t you tired?’

‘🌟PRINCEY🌟 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: SO TIRED UVE NO IDEA UR THE GRIM REAPER STFU’

‘My Dark Strange Son 😈💜 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: im gonna have to ask for background cause PAT WTF YOURE THE GRIM REAPER WTAF’

‘You’re gonna have to wait and see now wouldn’t you?’

When Dorian ran downstairs, fully dressed, and the timer went off, Patton realized he was spacing out for five minutes. Probably from how tired he was.

Well, time to check the cake.

“You know I started screaming yesterday?” Dorian looked confused. “You remember I get panic attacks?”

“Yeah...”

“I had one yesterday. And it was scary.”

Very few crumbles on the toothpick. Good. Time to take it out.

“But... but why?”

“Because rehearsals are kinda scary, Dori.” It started raining outside... what news. Patton quickly took out the cake pans out of the oven and turned it off. “And they take a lot of time and doing.”

“Oh. Well, I don’t like it! I love you too much!”

“I love you too, duckie.”

And for a bit, just a bit, everything was okay with the world. For now.

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Tag list:

@broadwaytheanimatedseries @illmamnim @royal-raccoon @jokesequaljoker

[therealhorror]

I'm currently a fifth of the way through my NaNoWriMo fanfic and I'm kinda proud of it even though i had to awkwardly write a smut scene just now and it was actually the longest chapter

[ironjohnred]

Mystery

h/t @trp gurus 

Most people are like an open book, constantly babbling about: hobbies, their job, who they hangout with, what they do on the weekends, information they gleaned from a YouTube video, thirty second long snapchat stories. They are always brimming with advice that no one asked for.

​

After asking a few leading questions this individual will divulge enough of his life story that you can paint a picture of him as a boring, basic, common man. Once this individual is figured out and categorized by your brain there is nothing left to learn about him and your brain is bored by him. Your brain now imagines him spending his time on the weekend playing xbox and jerking off.  

Your brain likes to fill in the gaps where it has no information, it has fun doing this. Given little information (and thoughtfully dropped breadcrumbs) our brains will generally paint a much grander and greater picture of what actually happened. When we have the full story our brain suddenly gets bored and gives up trying to figure it out.

​

When you first meet a girl your “mystery scale” is at an all time high. You know you’re a basic fucking dude but she doesn’t. You look her in the eye and say “hey”, she likes what she sees and immediately she begins imagining you doing cool things: Going to foreign locations ,making money ,living dangerously on edge, fucking other woman etc.

Then you proceed to slaughter her fantasy by telling her every little fucking detail of your life

“I work at X”

“I hangout with X”

“I Do X on the weekends”

“I Traveled to X last year to do X”

With every bit of information you divulge your mystery scale takes a blow. Her smile begins to waver as her brain is now painting a picture of you as the average guy you really are.

​

With a flick of a switch she suddenly has you all figured out. Her brains image of you is now grounded in reality. An hour ago you were inscrutable but now she realizes she met someone just like you last week. She just moves on to the next guy she imagines has it cooking (he probably doesn’t, no guy can live up to a female created fantasy)

A fantasy can be killed in one conversation if you really know the Right Wrong things to say.

​

Never let someone “figure you out”

Thought experiment: Think about how a Janitor spends his weekend vs. how James Bond spends his weekend

Imagine the things each of them are doing

​

You probably imagine the janitor doing nothing fun, probably paying bills in his small home.

​

You probably imagine bond racing some cool as fuck car, shooting guns in a suit, and taking the girl home.

Imagine the power you would have if you could instill in her a mental image the likes of James Bond. She would always believe you were up to something totally cool and the fuel for this image is simply the tidbits of information you throw her.

​

So now that we understand the concept of mystery and attraction how can you leverage it to you’re advantage

1.Shut the fuck up and listen

Most blue pill guys are going to meet a woman and begin qualifying themselves to her. Just imagine for a minute that you flip the table and get her to begin qualifying herself to you.

You remain at peak mystery and now she is giving you valuable information that you can leverage later on in the evening.

How do you do this? Begin asking her leading questions.

“What do you do”

“What do you like”

“How do you spend your time”

​

let her ramble on about herself while you kick back and observe the situation at hand

​

Bonus points if you don’t even ask her questions and she just begins telling you want you want to know for free. More bonus points if she begins qualifying herself!

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She will begin divulging her mystery while you keep yours intact.

2.Indirect and vague

In General the questions you ask will be flipped back on you (This is how conversations work) so expect to answer your own question; if she is not self obsessed and can’t stop talking about herself that is.

The key to answering a question and not killing the mystery it is to remain indirect and vague with you’re answers.

Ex.

Her: “what are we going to do tonight”

RP You: “Show up at eight and find out”

BP You: “ we are going to be going to X, and then maybe to X, and then back to my apartment”

———————————————————

Her: “how often do you go here”

RP You: “occasionally”

BP You: “I come here every Friday and Saturday, Im friends with all the staff and they know me very well”

———————————————————

Her: “How do you know all these people”

RP You: “I get around”

BP You: “I did school announcements in high school and people we’re used to hearing my name over the intercom every day”

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tell her much less then necessary, leave her with unanswered questions so she can fill in the answers

3.Bread crumbs

Discretely drop details about your life that create more questions then answers.

Her: “you want to hangout tonight”

RP You: “can’t I’m in the city”

Her brain: Why is he in the city? What could he possibly be doing without me?? I wonder who he is with, he is probably with other hot girls.

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Ever see a guy with a Rolex or a status symbol he has like a Porsche or Ferrari?

We like these items because it starts our brain on a rationalization obstacle coarse to try to figure out: what he does, who he is, and what is he doing here.

Status symbols open up a box of unanswered questions that’s why girls flock to the guy with the Porsche (to figure him out) not the guy with Subaru.  

Drop tidbits of information that produce many questions and then withhold the answers, this is peak mystery!

4. Effortless

Don’t talk about how many hours you studied for the grade.

how many hours you “grind” in the gym to look this way.

Don’t talk about how much effort went into your PowerPoint presentation.

No one fucking cares how much effort you put in, they only care about the results.

You know that you worked hard, but to other people make it appear as if it was effortless. When it appears that everything is effortless to you, people will begin attributing you positive quality’s and an air of mystery and heightened skill.

Everyone will think “Why is he so good at that if he never practices, he must be a natural ”

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Her: “wow, how often do you go to the gym??:)”

RP You: “occasionally”

BP You: “every day I do 15 minutes of HIIT cardio, followed up by two hours of grueling 5x5 strong lifts. And I haven’t even gotten to my diet yet”

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Reminder, the girl doesn’t fucking care

5.Don’t Give unsolicited advice

If someone doesn’t ask you for help or an opinion, don’t give it.

Generally people don’t give a fuck what you think and they will only resent you for knowing more on the subject then themselves.

You’re plate start talking to you about climate change and how bad it is for the earth but can’t properly explain the greenhouse effect?

Laugh to yourself, but let her think she knows all the answers. It would do you no good teaching her about the fucking green house effect on a ride to the bar.

From personal experience I agree 100%. My problem has always been living up to the fantasy. I've dated way more women than anyone should in their lifetime and it's always the same. Most of the time I'm not really interested in the girl, but when I am I take them out, give them great conversation, they have the most fun they've ever had, but eventually they realize that the fantasy is not real. That I don't check every box. I've always likened it to Dorothy seeing the wizard behind the curtain. They don't want to know that I'm an atheist. They don't want to know that I have nuanced opinions about shit. They're almost never looking to be intellectually stimulated, they're just checking to see what boxes you tick.

I've always had the attitude like I know I'm better than 99.9% of guys so that's how I'll win out in the end. But that's all bullshit because we're not dealing in reality, we're dealing with people's perceptions. Ultimately it's just better to shut the fuck up.

Just STFU. Effortlessness, indirectness, vagueness comes naturally but its ironic that STFUing is the hardest part to 'master' which should be the easiest. Restraint only will put you in the top 20% if not more than that.

The artful non answer is an underused option outside of politics and PR people.

Done properly it cultivates mystery and allows for the hamster to run away with its own ideas. Female fantasy is often so over the top that actually competing with it is impossible, but why compete when a smart non answer lets her make the mental leap herself?

Being asked a question you don't care for? Non answer. By someone you don't care for? Non answer. The answer too mundane? Non answer.

The list goes on but almost any situation where it doesn't explicitly benefit you is a time to consider the application of the non answer.

Its not the most beginner friendly option as it requires social calibration to get tone and frequency right. Used properly though it has many many uses.