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f4iry-bell · 2 months ago

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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 | 2

pairing: jameson hawthorne x nerd/good girl reader

summary: summary: who would have guessed taking an unwanted picture of her could lead to that tense moment? more than that, who would have thought it would get his attention to make a deal? and guys like him drain a person inside out when are interested in you.

series taglist: @clarissaweasley-10 @whatsamongus @sheisntyou @emelia07 @elysianwayy77 @lyra-kane @bewitchingkisses @zenikswaffleshop @off-to-the-r4ces @jamcarven

permanent taglist (for jameson): @clarissaweasley-10 @whatsamongus @sheisntyou @emelia07 @elysianwayy77

warning: edges????

word count: 1.5k

a/n: I'm so sorry, i wrote half of it during my exam week. next part will be better!!!😞

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← part 1

After making their deal official by shaking their hands, Jameson immediately asked for her number. She was hesitant to give it to him, even suggesting that he'd accept her email address instead. Jameson made fun of her, and convinced her to give her number. She felt insulted when he made fun of her. She knows people do make fun of her behind her back but none of them really did it in front of her face.

“Is that what you're going to save me?” She rolled her eyes, and pushed back her glasses.

It read; Front Row Princess.

“I’m not wrong, am I?” She wished she took boxing lessons so she knew how to throw an actual punch. Because his smirk was annoying to the point she actually wanted to punch him.

“Well then, I'll save you as The Most Privileged White Boy of the Century.” She raised both her eyebrows, and added. “I'm late for my next class, so bye.”

Jameson just laughed at her comment. “Wait. Talk to me.”

“I just said I'm late. Are you deaf?” She looked pissed, she hates it when people act like one's words matter nothing.

“No. I did hear you. That's why I'm asking you to talk to me. Let's start from now, you go late to class. It'll be a different experience to enter a room full of students, or walking in the hallway with barely any students.” Instead of smirking he gave her a friendly smile this time.

“No, I'll start tomorrow.”

“You won't. Start today. Right now.”

“I don't want to be late to class. Everybody will stare at me, and God the whispers. I don't want my professor to be disappointed.” She blinked rapidly when she was talking.

“Your professor won't be disappointed. You still have time, just be 5 minutes late. Won't hurt a fly. And who cares what those whispers say? Don't you have a project you have to work on?”

She was quiet, Jameson had a victory smile. She can't accept that she is wrong, especially when she's with him.

“Let's chat. I'll go first. I like insane rides and speed because of the adrenaline rush. It gives me pure joy.” Jameson sat down on the floor.

“Uh…cool.” What she really wanted to say was ‘freak’ or ‘weirdo’.

“Now tell me something about you.”

“Uh…I don't like heights.” She confessed. “Ironic, I know.” She pointed at the edge of the rooftop.

“No wonder you got so scared when I came. You probably thought you were about to fall.” He chuckled at the memory of her jerking up.

“I could have fallen. Don't do that to me or anyone, it's not safe.”

“Okay, miss right.” He rolled his eyes.

“I’m serious.”

“Alright, change of topic, what's your favourite pizza topping!?” He asked.

She sighed, this boy can never take anything seriously, why did she let him help her? Maybe it's his face, and how pervasive he was, or his charm. She wonders how she is going to keep up with him, because they are two different species.

“I don't like this.” She said on the other side of the call while sitting on her dorm bed. “I could get in serious trouble if I sneak out. New rule; you help me but without getting me into trouble.” She told him.

“You’re not sneaking out, just get a gate pass saying you have to meet a family member for dinner and you'll be late tonight.”

“I’m not good at lying.”

“Then I'll lie for you.”

“How will you do that, genius?”

“I'll tell the dormitory incharge that I'm your boyfriend, and we both are meeting your parents so my dear girlfriend might be late by just half an hour.”

“No! You're not saying that.”

“Then the first option is.”

“Fine. But will you at least tell me ‘Out of the Bubble Experience’ am I going to have?” She asked.

“Why? So you can either be mentally prepared or say ‘I’m not going to do it’? No way. Second lesson; Live in the moment.”

“I- I wasn't going to do either of those.” She frowned at how he was quick to read her mind from kilometres away.

“Sure. I'll meet you outside where I told you at 8:30PM. Don't be late, princess.”

“Now what?” She asked. She was wearing a normal red shirt, and a cardigan over it paired with flared jeans.

“We're going on a mini drive, mini that will only take an hour.”

“An hour?!”

“Just an hour.”

Most of the car ride was “where are we going?”, “are we there yet?”, “just tell me where!” and some music, Jameson asked her if she wanted to play any music of her choice but she knows that he'll judge her music taste so she listens to his stupid fuckboy music.

After an hour exactly he stopped a little away from their destination, he got out of the car to open the door for her but she was already out, and neither of them commented on it. Jameson thought she wasn't aware that he came to her side to open the door, and just let it be.

“What now?” She asked him, raising her shoulders.

“This is the part where you say “Is this the part where you kill me?”” She can see his cheeky smile through the moonlight, and just glared at him. “Alright, so we're walking half a kilometre, is that okay?”

“Yeah, but why?”

“What's the point of coming out on a night like this if not to take a walk?” He said as he started walking in reverse.

They were at the top of a hill, it was high, and the side Jameson was walking in reverse had an edge. He took slow steps towards the edge, there was a foot tall cement railing that was there at the edge, which he could easily trip over. It was about a foot thick as well.

“Stop.” She demanded but he kept going.

“I won't fall, princess. Relax, there's a railing.”

“You could trip over it.”

“Nah, my plan was to walk on it but seeing the fear in your eyes I think only I'll be doing it.”

“You what?!” She rushed over to him to make him stop walking backwards. Her hands reached for him to stop, as soon as they made physical contact, Jameson paused for a moment, and only a moment because he knew if he stopped she'd stop touching him. Like he predicted she tried to stop him by tugging his arms. Although there was a barrier of fabrics between them, Jameson still felt the electric touch that they write about. He finally stopped once he reached the railing, he turned away, and then sat on it then put his legs to the other side where they were dangling down.

“Jameson!” She let go of his hand once he stopped but boy did she not expect him to do that.

“Join me, we are about 90 feet high.”

“90? No way I'm sitting there! God, can you just get off of it please?” When Jameson looked at her she was genuinely worried.

“Are you worried that I'm going to fall?”

“Yes!”

“I won't. Now join me. You're missing out, seriously. If you want I'll hold your hands.” He was teasing her about holding her hand but a part of him actually wanted to hold her hand. “Come on. YOLO, right?”

She rolled her eyes but took a step forward, and hesitated to say something. “Will you actually hold my hand?”

He paused. “To keep you safe.”

She nodded, and sat. He put his hands behind her back to make her feel safe. She didn't put her legs to the other side, she was sitting close to him, he turned to her to see that she was looking down on her thighs but with her eyes closed. When he spoke the hair at the back of her neck rose as his breath fanned over her neck.

“If you're scared to face your fear, you'll never outgrow it. I won't let you fall.” He promised. “Just put your legs over, or not. But at least turn and look at the view. You are seriously missing out. And I really want you to see this.” It was true, Jameson was so excited to show her this small view from this high. He is actually a bit sad that she's not experiencing it like he wanted her to.

She sighed with a nod, and turned back to look, her eyes sparked.

“Woah.”

Jameson smiled at her reaction although it was just whisper he heard it crystal clear, maybe it's the distance but a part of him told him that he would hear her from kilometres away as well. He didn't want to call it infatuation, because he knew that they are binary opposites.

And would never work.

So he called it an experiment, a challenge, anything but infatuation. He was determined to make it stay that way, even if felt a little tug on his heart the way her eyes twinkled, and when she smiled looking at the view.

It doesn't matter, they'll never work.

part 3 →

#the inheritance games #jameson hawthorne #jameson hawthorne x you #jameson hawthorne x reader #grayson hawthorne #the brothers hawthorne #the hawthorne brothers #xander hawthorne #avery grambs #avery kylie grambs #nash hawthorne #the grandest game

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momo-de-avis · 1 month ago

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The reason I was so incensed and wanted to scream the other day was because during a company meeting I tried to bring up a subject which was the absence of a colleague (the guy who pays us) who went on vacation but didn't warn us but the team leader instantly, with a smirk, interrupted me and said "yes he did he always does". I gave her the benefit of the doubt and said that if an email was sent out it did not reach me. She then said "he always sends an email, you just didn't read it" and then immediately turned away, everyone else interrupted me further and the conversation continued and this wasn't even what I wanted to say, it was something tangentially related but not that. For perspective. Minutes earlier someone mentioned a company wide sent email and someone else said they didn't receive it. Do you think she got the same dismissive reply? Of course not. She got concern. Whereas I was given a nasty smirk and dismissiveness and immediately labelled a liar.

I stewed in so much rage for the next five minutes I actually whispered to a colleague that I was just going to abandon the meeting cause I'd never felt so disrespected. And I could tell the team leader was watching me the whole time and actively ignoring me. She could see I'd not finished and she turned away and actively just ignored me because for some fucking reason in the last two months she decided to hate my guts for no reason. The colleague I whispered was the one who put his hand on my arm and actually said that I wasn't done talking.

Since the subject they were discussing was halfway through I said "just finish what you're saying and I'll say what I was meant to ask, cause it doesn't make sense for me to interrupt right now but yeah I didn't even say what I wanted" and then the team leader has the audacity to say, in a high pitch mocking voice "nOw FiNiSh wHaT yOu'Re SaYiNg".

The thing that really pissed me, and this is what made me stew in rage, was that early this month the guy who pays us went on vacation but we didn't know. Someone found out and informed us on the group chat. Chaos ensued cause we hadn't been paid. At the time this was unravelling I was in training for another company, in a different city, and asked someone else to go ahead and ask what should we do but we were joking around saying it should be someone the team leader loved. The thing was everyone refused to do it because they were genuinely afraid. So I went ahead and asked.

But in the meeting, when I mentioned that the guy went on holiday and didn't warn anyone, suddenly the same people that had gone into chaos said "actually he did send an email" so I just blew up at that moment. I don't know why everyone ganged up on me but I just went "this dude went twice on holidays, the first time he sent an email, the second time he didn't, and I don't know why everyone here is saying he did when about a month ago you guys were the ones panicking and refusing to ask what do we do and I had to be the one to go ahead and ask cause everyone refused".

Literally everyone in that meeting made me a fucking liar while the team leader mocked me like some fucking school girl.

That was the moment I decided I'm done with this shit and after January I'm putting my life in order and I'm getting tf out of this place. I cane home in tears if rage. I dissed a dear friend for doing this to me and her excuse was she misunderstood everything. Yeah sure fucking whatever.

I like my colleagues but I work with a bunch of cowards. All I wanted to ask was what is the appropriate procedure when the guy is on vacation and we have not been paid yet (couldn't even formulate the full question cause those people can't have a normal conversation).

The whole meeting was focused on one dude (save for a very serious matter that did need addressing at the end) who the team leader has the hots for and everyone knows. The favouritism is obvious though fuck me if I understand why she decided to hate my guts out of the blue. Literally did nothing to her.

#vent #i have been in a state of utter anxiety for the past two days #i just want to secure a handful of companies to work for and move along #i am fed up with this

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 1 year ago

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AITA for calling out my coworker?

This has been going on for a few weeks now, and while I don't think I'm the AH, I have been told that I am. A damning start, I am well aware.

My coworker (~35F) Janet and I (33F) don't work on the same location, but we work for the same clinic. She holds the exact same position I do. All locations are treated as the same clinic rather than separate and individually functioning locations, so we frequently have to be in contact and work together with people hundreds of miles away. This usually works well, unless people disagree, as we can't just walk up to each other to ask for clarification when it's needed.

About 4-5 weeks ago, my car gave out in the morning on my way to work. I had to get towed off of the freeway, and I notified my boss and coworkers accordingly and through the appropriate channels (a direct phone call to my boss and a notification in our work group chat explaining the situation and that I would be later, but didn't know how late). Being stranded on the freeway is terrifying, so I was off to an emotional start of my day. An hour or two later, I was rounding everything off and was getting into a different, borrowed car. At that point, Janet told (not asked) me, in the group chat, to start doing my shift. I was scheduled for a day on the phone, and she could see I wasn't answering calls. I replied that I already told everyone that I was going to be in late because of my car trouble and that I was headed over now, and should be there in about 30 minutes. I got no response.

Exactly one week later, Janet and I were scheduled together to answer the phone again. Towards the end of the day, I was called in by my manager to go through the details of an upcoming safety drill at our location, which I'm overseeing. This was unexpected, but it wasn't that busy, so I told my coworkers (Janet and one other) about it, and said I would probably be in that meeting for the rest of the day. Immediately, Janet replied that she wouldn't be able to stay on the phone either, since she was the last one left in her building and had to man the front desk. Our third coworker's shift would end in 10 minutes or so, so with me gone too, there would have been no one left to pick up the phone. She hadn't informed anyone of that before that moment. If she had, I would have told my manager we'd have to pick a different time. Now we had to cut the meeting very short. I told her so, and an argument ensued in the group chat. She was of the opinion that I should have deduced that she would be on her own, through our roster, the doctor's agenda, and general knowledge of her location. I was of the opinion that our roster said she was scheduled to pick up the phone until closing, and that if she knew she wasn't going to be able to do that, she should have informed the people who were supposed to pick up her slack. I didn't say this in the group chat, but I'm not a damn detective, out every day to make sure people are scheduled correctly.

She's been poking and prodding ever since, picking any excuse to call out perceived errors in my work ethic. The thing is, she's never right, but because she always put it in the group chat, I could never really explain the why of it to her. I'm 95% certain that she was well aware of this, and that's why she kept doing it.

I tried calling her to talk it out, but when she saw it was me, she didn't answer. I tried chatting directly rather than in the group chat, calling her location, calling her personal phone - in any way possible I've tried to get in contact with her personally, but she was just not responding.

Eventually, I typed out an email to her in my lunch break, addressing some of the times she tried to publicly shame me. Times she said I wasn't picking up enough phone calls, even though I was doing thrice the amount of phone calls she was. Times she said I wasn't working at all, when I was stuck in a phone conversation with another hospital, that lasted 40 minutes. I attached evidence to make my point (we have call logs), and ended by asking her to please just assume that we were all working our hardest, and no one's actively not working or trying to make work harder for others. I put my boss in cc (not bcc), because she had asked about our interactions a couple of times by then, and even notified my coworker of that in the email itself, because I didn't want to blindside her. It turned into a long email. The response I got was "I don't have time to read entire pages, I'm working". My boss saw. I don't know what came of that, or if anything even happened at all.

Janet has since blocked me on every medium, which means I can't reach her anymore, including for work related things.

Yesterday, my boss called me in again to ask how it's been resolved, and I told her honestly that it hadn't, and that I was pretty sad about it tbh. I try to do my best, and it felt like I didn't get the same in return. Besides, I'd like to have a good working relationship with my immediate coworkers, and it leaves a bad taste in my mouth to leave it unresolved like this. Instead of understanding that, I got a lecture (a friendly one, my boss is still cool) about how I bulldozed her over with my email, that I wasn't compassionate enough, that I should have tried to reach out with empathy. Honestly, I'm furious about this. All the shit that I've been enduring from her, and I get reprimanded? Any attempt I made to reach out to her was actively blocked or ignored, and now I'm getting shit for attempting to talk it out in the only way that worked. It all feels very unfair to me.

I want to know if my boss is right, or has a certain point. I never want to be perceived as TA in any situation, so I'd like to see whether I should adjust my conflict management skills accordingly, or if I can metaphorically roll my eyes and shrug it off.

So, Tumblr, AITA for calling out my coworker via email?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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specialagentlokitty · 2 years ago

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Mr Evershed x Student!reader - don’t be scared

Hi! Can you please write about a bullying story of a Student? The student is afraid of going to school, so the student skipped school and Mr. Evershed noticed it and help the student - Anon💜

Mr Evershed didn’t notice at first that you weren’t attending school, but when he got a list of students who hadn’t shown up for a few days he frowned when he saw your name.

“(Y/N)?”

“Not the first time, won’t be the last.” Mrs Carp shrugged.

She walked away and he sighed, starting his calls to the parents of the absent kids.

All of them answered and gave him some sort of excuse, sickness, holiday, just didn’t want to go in. The usual stuff.

When he came to your contacts, he tried your mother first, then your father, and neither picked up so he tried the house phone.

It rang, and eventually cut off and he sighed, deciding to try again shortly.

He never did get through, so he tried emailing your parents instead, including both of them and you in the email to see if anyone would reply.

It was towards the end of the day when an email come through and it was from your father.

He explained that both of them were currently out of the country for work, and you were in your own with your neighbour occasionally checking up on you and a phone number and address at the bottom.

He decided called your neighbour who said she knew you were home but was going to check up on you shortly when she was home from work and offered for him to come with her.

He immediately agreed, it wasn’t like you to skip school, not that he knew off, so he pulled up your attendance record.

There was a lot of missed days, all spread out throughout the years that you had been at the school, all of them left without answers as to why you weren’t in.

When school ended, he grabbed his things and made his way over to your neighbours house, and climbed out of his car to find her waiting by her front door.

“Mr Evershed?”

“Yes, you must be Mrs Patterson, thank you for this. I noticed (Y/N) has a lot of absent days over the past through years, could you give me any help as to why that would be?” He asked.

Mrs Patterson shook her head, crossing her arms over her chest as she flicked her gaze to the house across the street.

“No, all I can tell you is I’ve been watching that kid since they were little, parents always going away for long periods of time.”

“Yeah, their dad replied saying it was work.”

Mrs Patterson scoffed and shook her head again.

“Work my ass. No, they’re not working, they just take long expensive trips away. Since (Y/N) is older now they’re gone pretty much all year round. They’re in though, saw them coming back from the shops on my way home.”

Mr Evershed followed the woman to your house as she let herself in and he stepped in after her, letting her close the door.

Music sounded through the house, making it hard to hear anything, and you wondered across the top of the stairs and vanished.

“Hold on, I’ve got a trick for this, give it a minute.”

Mr Evershed watched curiously to see what she was going to do, and when she saw the landing light flick on she reached up to the fuse box, flicking a switch a few times turning it on and off before leaving it on and closing the box again.

You turned the music off and walked to the stairs, sitting on the top one as you looked at her.

“You’re gonna break it doing that and you’re paying for it.”

“Yeah I’ll pay for it if it comes to that, I came to check on you and I have a guest, you gonna come down?”

You shrugged and stood up, walking down the stairs you gestured for them to follow you into the kitchen and started to look through the cupboards.

“Want a drink or whatever?” You asked.

“No thanks love, I’m just here because your teacher wants a chat with you.”

You looked at your teacher and he smiled softly.

“If you’re offering I’ll have a cup of tea?”

“Sure. Why’re you here sir?”

“I think you know why (Y/N), you’ve been gone nearly a week.”

You shrugged a little and set his tea on the table as you sat down opposite him, resting your chin on your hand as you looked at him.

“Been busy.”

“(Y/N) you know this isn’t acceptable behaviour, you can’t take any more days off.” He sighed.

“Why? I’m still learning, online classes and all that.”

“But you still legally need to attend school, it’s not an option you’re a smart kid you know this.”

“Well I’ve got better things to do.” You snapped.

Standing up, you stormed away and Mrs Patterson sighed, holding a hand up to Mr Evershed.

“Give me a few minutes please?”

“Of course.”

She left and he sipped on the tea you made him, scrunching his nose a little at the strong taste but he couldn’t help but smile.

You tried you best to make it for him, so he was still going to sit there and drink it.

Mrs Patterson walked up to your room and knocked on the open door and you looked up from your laptop.

“I’m not talking about it.”

“Someone has to sweetheart, you know that. He’s your headteacher right? He can help.” She said softly.

She walked over and sat next to you.

“It’s just going to make it worse Mary, you know it will it’s why I don’t want to tell anyone about it, at least being at home they forget I exist, I can study only peacefully.”

“And when they find out you didn’t finish school?”

“I’ll figure something out.. I’ll.. I’ll get a job! I’ll get two jobs if I have too!”

Mrs Patterson sighed.

“And when your parents find out?”

“They don’t care, you know that. Aside from you, no one cares…”

She placed a hand on your shoulder, gently squeezing your shoulder.

“You have a man down there, a headteacher non the less who has taken time out of his busy day because he’s worried about you. He’s worried about you and how much time you’ve had off and he wants to help you. Just give him a chance to help you.” She whispered.

You shook your head.

“No… i.. he can’t help…”

“Just give Mr Evershed a chance, I don’t think he’s just going to drop this and you know that. He’s going to keep coming back and coming back until you let him help you. You’re going to get bored of him getting involved, so why not just tell him now? I’ll even tell him for you if you want me to? I just want you to get back into school so you can pass.”

You sighed, because you knew she had a point and you looked up at her.

“Okay.. okay, but I don’t want to be here when you talk to him. I’m gonna go for a walk, do you need anything?”

“Just some milk, I’m just going to pinch your open carton.”

You smiled and nodded and grabbed your jacket, jogging down the stairs you went into the kitchen to grab your phone.

“Going out, Mary wants to talk to you, later.”

With that you left and Mrs Patterson came down and she finally explained everything to Mr Evershed.

He carefully listened and he felt his heart break a little.

He knew bullying was a problem among some students but to hear you were absolutely terrified to come back to school.

“Is there anything that can help?” He asked.

“Honestly I have no clue. They’re too scared to step foot anywhere near the school, they only leave this house when they know other students are in class.”

“It’s that bad?”

Mrs Patterson nodded her head and sighed heavily softly.

“Unfortunately no, but… well.. could you try picking them up after classes start? Let them sit in a quiet room and leave before other students leave?”

“That’s.. that’s not really appropriate.”

“I know, but I can’t afford to take any time of work right now, and (Y/N) won’t come in alone.”

“I’ll see what I can do to arrange their classes differently, thank you for your time.”

Mr Evershed left and went back to his house while he thought what he could do the next day.

You woke up pretty early, and you got ready for the day, making your way down the stairs you grabbed your Xbox controller and turned it on, looking for a game to play.

You played for maybe an hour before there was a knock on your door.

Getting up, you walked over and swung the door open.

“Sir?”

“(Y/N), unfortunately I’m here to drag you to school.”

“Absolutely not.”

You walked away and he stayed at your doorway, leaning against it.

“I know you’re scared (Y/N), I know that. But I have a way to help you if you just trust me a little I can get you back into school, get your attendance up and your grades back up as well.”

“Yeah until they start up again.” You called.

“No, they won’t. Because I’ve done this.”

He took a step in a set a bit of paper on the floor and took a step back out and watched as you came back around the corner and picked it up.

You read it carefully.

“Immediate suspension?”

Mr Evershed smiled at you and nodded his head.

“Bullying won’t be tolerated (Y/N), and I want you to come back, so, will you please get in the car?”

“I’m in the middle of a game…”

He sighed, rolling his eyes a little bit.

“How long?”

“Like half hour?”

He gestured for you to go on and stepped inside the house to start gathering up your school stuff.

He managed to find your bag and keys, and he went into the kitchen to find something for you to take for lunch.

“Where’s your lunch?” He called.

“I don’t have one! I won’t get paid until next week!” You called back.

He nodded to himself and walked into the living room, waiting for you to finish your game and then he looked at you before you stated another round.

“Go get your uniform, quickly now.”

“Ugh fine.”

You went upstairs and came down with your tie over your head and you tossed your bag on your shoulder and picked up your keys.

“(Y/N) get your tie of your head.” Mr Evershed chuckled.

“Bet.”

You took your tie off and stuffed it into your pocket and walked out to get in the car and he got in, driving to the shops first where he gestured for you to go in.

“Get your lunch.”

“Why?”

“Because you need to eat and I have money, so get your lunch or I’ll pick it instead.”

“Alright, alright.”

You picked a few things and showed him, and you both waited in line while he held the basket in his hand and he realised you still weren’t wearing your tie.

“Please put your tie on.”

“I can’t do it.”

“Who does it for you?”

“Mary or Loraine when I come in.”

He nodded and set your things down, paying for them he walked back to the car and put them in the seat before holding out his hand.

You titled your head a little in confusion and high fives him.

“No, I want the tie, but thanks.” He laughed.

You laughed a little and handed him your tie, letting him do it for you and finally you were in your way to school and you were terrified.

Sitting in the parking lot, you looked at the building.

“No one’s going to bother you anymore, okay? I promise.”

“H.. how can you be sure…?”

“Because you’re going to have separate classes for a few weeks, and once we’ve fully enforced the bullying rules and I feel like you can safely go back to normal classes you’ll be introduced slowly.”

He got out the car and grabbed your lunch and watched as you stood by the car and walked over.

“Come on, alright? It’s okay, I promise. My door is always going to be open to you.”

He smiled and you looked at him, and slowly you stared to follow behind him towards his office for an official about your attendance issues.

You felt scared, but knowing that your headteacher was going to support you made you feel a little better, you just wished you didn’t have to go to school

#ackley bridge #Ackley bridge x reader #Ackley bridge x you #Ackley bridge imagine #mr evershed #mr evershed imagine #mr evershed x reader #mr evershed x you

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snapdragonsimming · 1 year ago

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(Joshua’s POV)

Don’t know why I was so receptive to that email my family got, about the young woman who might be interested in me. I was already getting to know some girls at church, and even if that didn’t work out, I was cool with being a single guy for a while longer.

Anyway, for some reason I decided to email back, and I had a long conversation with the woman’s sister, Francesca. (She’s married, so I was okay to “speak” to her privately.) Super glad I did!

After a few days of emailing with Francesca I got the courage to ask for her sister’s email address, and luckily she was eager to give it to me! Lucy and I got along right away, and even back then I knew God had made her to be my wife. She’s hilarious, and she gives me so much to think about after each of our video chats and online Bible studies.

We invited Lucy’s whole family up to San Sequoia for our church’s annual potluck a few months after our first call, and that's when I asked her to enter into a courtship with me. To be honest, I don't think Mr. McKinnon was excited for us to take the next step, but he gave his permission in the end so I've made my peace with the situation. Besides, I was so focused on spending time with Lucy the day of the potluck that it was easy to ignore his scowling and snide comments. She was crazy meek and spent a lot of time running after her little brothers or getting something for her dad, but otherwise I was amazed by her countenance, her kind-heartedness, and her joyful attitude. She's also one of the older kids in a big family, with an older sister, nine younger brothers, and two younger sisters, so we were able to bond over that as well.

Fast forward to today, and we've been in a long-distance relationship for several months! It's tough to be far away from the woman I love, but I'm keeping busy with work and night classes in preparation to purchase my own starter home and (eventually) begin married life. A couple months ago I thought I’d be single for at least five more years- I guess God throws us curveballs sometimes!

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nuclearrayne · 2 years ago

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I have not been able to download DLC, install store content for sims 3 or open my sims 4 game since the 18/04 update, I have tried ALL of the [resolved] fixes on Answers HQ (I hope that doesn't stand for high quality cuz nah) for all 3 of my issues. I have contacted them through email, where I was repeatedly asked for my email address (the same email they had just emailed me on) by 8 different representatives in 8 separate emails, not a single one asked me about the issues I am having or gave me any sort of suggestions on how I may fix my issues. I have also contacted them through "chat" (per their request) where I have heard "it's a bug" "we are aware of it" and "it will be fixed within 3 days" (21 days ago, 6 days ago and again about an hour ago) I am at my wits end with this sh*t. After a month of this I am feeling more anxiety now then I ever did as a nurse watching a video of a woman gorilla gluing a wig to her head. Who is the idiot at EA that thought it was a great idea to force their player base over to an app that I had already removed from my PC a year ago because it had and still has some VERY MAJOR bugs?! I would like his phone number!

#ts4 #sims 4 #busted ass game #fix your sh*t ea #ea app #ea games

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w0nderlandsblog · 2 years ago

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Love hurts

*not my gif

disclaimer: i’ve never done this before so keep that in mind while you read. this isn’t proof read and i think i switched from past to present tense a lot. but i’ll get better at it!

summary: sam winchester x y/n. sam and dean rescue you like they have a million times before… only this time is a little different.

warnings: angst, description of rape, violence, kissing, fluff.

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after having a long nights sleep thanks to that exhausting ghost hunt, i woke up to the smell of bacon and coffee. dean’s signature. i took a quick shower and met the boys in the kitchen, delighted to see the coffee and eggs sam had made me (like he always does after long hunts).

of course, sam being sam he already had another case for us to work.

“there’s been 2 girls found dead with their throats ripped out and 1 who went missing”. before same could say what town it was in, dean was practically out the door with eagerness to go take his emotions out on some vampires.

“so i guess that’s a yes, thanks for the breakfast sammy. let’s go.”

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kansas city

“well there’s definitely a nest here guys. so dean and i will go talk to some families, see if we can retrace anybodies steps. you go to the station and see if you can get some info about the vics.” sam knew that him and dean always found themselves in danger and he tried his best to keep me away from it, although usually those efforts failed.

i managed to get some connections between the vics after taking a trip to the station. they all went to the same bar before they disappeared, so i went to go check it out.

as my luck would have it, i matched the profile of the others who had been taken and killed. i didn’t think much of that, so going to the bar alone didn’t worry me to much. however i definitely came to regret that when i found myself running from a man who i chatted it up with over a drink. i didn’t get far before he caught me by surprise around a corner and knocked me out.

sam and dean had been calling my cell for an hour before they decided to go to the station and see if i was still there. once they got the same info on the connection between the other girls, they were at the bar faster then dean eating a burger. of course, they got zero witnesses. lucky for them there were security cameras that just happened to catch the door i ran out of… the other girls weren’t so lucky considering they didn’t know they were being stalked until they were half a mile away from the bar.

“damn it sam! he took her. how the hell are we gonna find her?”

“dean look. they got into a van. see if we can get the plate and find out who it’s registered too.”

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“okay, sheriff just got back to me. it’s registered to a man named russell johnson. but he’s been dead 4 months now. good news is, sheriff gave me russell’s address.”

“well sammy what’re you waiting for? i’ll pull baby around and let’s go.”

dean drove even faster than normal knowing i was in trouble. and they were right, the nest was at the man’s house. after a long and brutal fight, ending with 5 decapitated vamps, and one missing vampire, sam was able to untie me. he was glad to see no bite marks on me. although it pained them both to see all the cuts a bruises. the vamps had been bleeding me out for fun and i looked very beat up. but they didn’t question it too much because they’ve both been there. sam regretted that later.

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the bunker

it didn’t go unnoticed how strange i had been acting since they rescued me from that nest. it had been a couple weeks since then. they were worried, but the boys figured i was just dealing after being kidnapped and bled. dean was out at some club or bar and sam was laying in bed doing some research when he got a video sent to his email. it was from the vamp that managed to escape. what sam saw and heard in the video was infuriating and painful to watch.

“get on your knees bitch. and smile for the camera.” your body was tied up and your mouth was being forced open by the vamp. you said no and spit on him, only causing more anger as he forced himself into your mouth. the biting didn’t faze him much since he wasn’t really human. but you tried anyways. “who do you think you are? show me a little respect. and smile for the camera.” as a punishment, he took a knife to your collar bone and punched you in the face. “do it right this time.” he said while he forced himself back in your mouth and made you scream and gag on him, not out of pleasure. once he was done there, he flipped you over and slammed your face into the ground. he shoved himself inside of you from behind while saying and calling you horrific things. you were basically helpless because of the chains he had you in and he recorded the entire thing. the sound of you crying out for help, telling him how much it hurt. your suffering brought him pleasure knowing that your hunter friends would see this.

sam slammed his computer shut and punched a whole into his bed’s headboard. without a second thought he ran to my room to find me laying in bed crying. he knew why.

“y/n… why didn’t you tell me that he did this to you? you didn’t deserve that.”

i looked at sam in utter disbelief wondering how he could know. and then i saw the look on his face and realized what the video was for.

“sammy, i’m fine. i don’t want to talk about it. please just leave me alone.” i struggled to speak through my tears but i wanted to be okay in front of sam. i didn’t want to look weak. i knew that was a waste of time though. sam cared about me so much, he would never let something like this go. i just wished that he cared about me as more than a friend. he never knew that i was in love with him, and that’s why i wouldn’t let my guard down in front of him. i was afraid that if i got too vulnerable, i would let it slip. but now, there was no avoiding that vulnerability and i knew it. “please just go.”

“y/n, let me be here. you don’t have to talk to me. but please let me be here.”

god, the way that sam looked at me felt like it healed all my emotional wounds. i knew he was there as a friend but that didn’t matter. because he was there with me. sam crawled into my bed as i sat up, and he put his arms around me and pulled me into a tight hug. after sitting there for a while in his arms i decided to open up to him about it.

“sammy… it was humiliating. and i’m going to have these scars as a reminder forever. the bruises haven’t even faded yet. i’ll be okay eventually but as long as my body is hurting, i won’t be able to get it out of my mind. i’m afraid to leave the bunker, i don’t even like to leave my room. he’s still alive and-“

sam interrupted me. “he won’t be alive for long. he’s gonna pay for this y/n. i mean that. i love you. okay? and i’m never gonna stop taking care of you. me and dean… we should’ve been there. if i hadn’t asked you to go off by yourself this wouldn’t have happened. i’m so sorry.”

he loves me? surely as a friend but god those words… they feel like a warm hug. his voice makes me feel so safe and secure. hearing those words come from him, that melted me. as nice as it was, i felt slightly disappointed knowing that he didn’t mean it in a way i wanted him too.

“sammy it wasn’t your fault. i didn’t call you before going to that bar. i just didn’t want to seem weak or like i couldn’t handle a little investigation on my own.”

“why would you need to prove something like that to us… to me? i know you can handle your own. i just hate the idea of bringing you around danger because i don’t know what i would do if i lost you. i lost jess, ruby. everyone who gets close to me… they die. and i can’t let that happen to you. i can’t let my feelings put you in harms way. i try to distance you as much as possible and clearly it isn’t enough.”

“your feelings? i’m not jess or ruby. i’m another hunter sam. i’m nothing more than a friend. and in this life, we all die eventually. when it finally does happen to me, it won’t be your fault. i chose to be in this life and i knew what i was singing up for.”

“you don’t understand y/n. you’re not just another hunter and you’re not just my friend. i can’t lose you.”

“what do you mean sammy?”

i could see the hesitation on his face. he opened his mouth but nothing came out. i felt bad for putting him on the spot in such a serious situation and wanted to take back half of that conversation.

“i mean… i love you y/n. i’ve loved you since the day i met you. i’ve tried not too. but i can’t help it. what i can help though is not putting you through what jess and everyone else went through.”

sam is in love with me? how do i respond to this? i can’t be honest. what if everything is ruined. but i want him to know.

“y/n.. say something, please.”

“i love you too sammy. i always have.” i could hardly contain my joy but i think i played it off pretty well.

“can i kiss you?”

all i could manage to get out was a nod, but it was enough for sam. before i knew it he had my face in his hands and his lips crashing against mine. his perfect lips. it felt like heaven. it was a long and passionate kiss, i felt my body aching for more. i forgot about all the bad going on and sam was the only one who existed in that moment. just as i was getting started he slowly pulled his lips away, but his forehead stayed on mine. and god the way he looked at me. i couldn’t believe sam winchester was kissing me.

“was that okay?”

“i don’t know… you’ll have to do it again.”

and he did do it again. over and over again. until he was hovering over me, his chest against mine. it was like a switch had flipped and he pulled away to lie down next to me with such a guilty look.

“y/n, i’m so sorry. you’re probably not ready for this after what we just talked about. i want you to feel safe with me.”

i honestly had no idea how to respond. i knew that i shouldn’t be ready for anything, but i’d been ready for him for years. i was safe and i knew that. i couldn’t think of a single word to say, and i guess all that time avoiding vulnerability around him just built up and exploded… because i opened up pretty damn much. before i knew it i was getting off my bed and taking my clothes off in front of sam. i didn’t even fully register what i was doing in the moment but i knew the intimacy wasn’t because i wanted to seduce him, i just wanted him to know that i felt safe. i showed him all the bruises and cuts.

sam observed every single mark, and he took his time. but he wasn’t looking at me in a disrespectful or creepy way… more of an angry/heartbroken way.

i pulled my pants back up and before i could put my shirt back on sam walked over to me and pulled me in too the warmest hug i’ve ever experienced and showered me with love. he kissed my forehead first, then my nose, finally my lips. once he was done with my face, sam moved on to the wounds on my neck, then tracing down my shoulders and arms with his rough hands but soft touched. he finished by kissing my hand.

“you’re safe with me y/n. i promise you that.”

“i know sammy… i love you.”

“i love you too beautiful. now let’s lay down and watch a movie, you can pick it tonight.”

#sam winchester #sam winchester fluff #supernatural #fluff #sam x reader #sam winchester x reader #fanfic #supernatural fanfic #sam winchester spn

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standupcomedyhistorian · 1 year ago

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Hey, everyone!

I know this doesn't have anything to do with comedy, but I just wanted to bring awareness to some weird phishing thing that happened to me today.

So I have been looking for a new job as a proofreader, and I applied for a few remote positions on Indeed and LinkedIn.

Anyway, I got a totally sketchy text this morning from Chegg Inc. saying I'd be perfect for their Remote Proofreader/Editor position. I quickly looked up the company name, found it was a legitimate textbook business, and thought "why not try for it?"

So I got on Skype and went thru the WEIRDEST "interview" I have ever been on.

Now, I know that some companies are using texting in early-stage interviews (you know, that point where they are just checking that you are a human lol), so I figured this made some sense. But everything about this felt off. The dude's profile picture was just a bunch of guys partying (not very professional), and the texts sent to me felt like a bot was chatting with me—real uncanny valley.

So I answered 12 questions that seemed like standard interview ones (what do you do if you make a mistake? Why did you get into proofreading?), but question nine had "Poofrading" instead of "Proofreading" (I pointed out this error in my reply).

Once that was done, the scambot said I seem like a perfect fit and then asked for some basic info so they could send me equipment (expensive stuff like a MacBook Pro that I couldn't afford). I gave them my name, address, phone and email (all basic stuff that's publicly available). They also asked for my bank's name, so I told them that (no question about an account number or SSN since that would be too suspicious, I guess).

After that, the bot said to be back at 8am tomorrow for the orientation.

It then said do you have any questions. I was like, yes...is this a contract or permanent position? And what health insurance do you have?

So the bot said it's a part-time and full-time job that is permanent or you can quit when you want (REALLY confusing answer there). It never answered my question about health insurance, which seems like a pretty simple query.

Anyway, after that WEIRD exchange on Skype, I messaged my sister and was like I need to talk to you NOW. I think I'm being scammed.

While waiting for her to reply (she's on the West coast and I'm near Philly), I quickly looked up this company in my spreadsheet of jobs to see if I'd applied to it and forgotten (nope!) and then searched on Chegg's website to see if such a job had been posted (nuh-uh).

So anyway, that's my story with fake recruiters. It seems that phishing has come a LONG way since Nigerian princes...I'm just glad I caught on before I got too invested or spent money I didn't have.

Has anyone else been through this sort of experience? I'd love to know I'm not the only naive knucklehead out there haha ✌🏼🐔

#scams #interview scams #fraudcruiter #fake recruiters #I was so happy because I thought my job search was over #knew it was too good to be true #but seriously #why is this scam SO convoluted #like...it would take weeks to pay off #and why make me answer all those questions?#I'm befuddled lol

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viiridiangreen · 1 year ago

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Grumbling bc Normie Girlypop from work mentioned me on a Completely Unnecessary Congratulatory Email to all participants in a recent CorpoEvent she helped organise. She thanked / congratulated me on delivering a good result on the animated slideshow that they INEXPLICABLY had me do IN MS OFFICE POWER POINDT (???!?!??!?!?!). I don't think she has like Beef or meant anything by it tbh. Butttt the way she went abt it is like Nails On Chalkboard Cringe Lvl to me lol.

She fully went "congratulations on figuring it out even though YOU HAD NO IDEA!!" and i'm like.................

GIRL i had PLENTY OF IDEA!!! I KNOW how to make a basic ass slideshow animation lmao. It only ended up taking my whole week PLUS the entirety of my Saturday bc I was swamped beyond belief bc the one other designer at this thousand employee company was taking his first weeklong vacation in an aeon, and it coincided with the absolute busiest we've been the whole year, and that only happened bc aReA lEaDeRs could only be arsed to mention they wanted an animation two weeks before the hard deadline for it, even though the event had been in planning for MONTHS.

I could only use one of those weeks to put it together it bc the other one was completely taken up by ANOTHER heavy ass presentation that also **HAD TO** be done in powerpoint & not dedicated design software from the full adobe suite they pay out the ass for every year... (bc the engineers get upset if their sales materials are static pdfs instead of editable files :( bc they want to be able to mess with the designs directly sooooo bad, if they can't deform & misplace & generally fuck shit up to their heart's content before showing it to clients they get Big Mad)

IN ADDITION to those two presentations, I was constantly interrupted by nonsensical requests, like ppl saying they "only wanted me to send over the logo of a company we're collaborating with in vector format" so they could DO MY DESIGN WORK FOR ME, "just" substitute it somewhere..... ofc it turned out that they thought they could sub out the logo on a banner that was embedded as a flat jpg within a word document. Like I didn't even know where to begin to explain why they were wrong & it wasn't just a matter of sending over a couple vector file attachments lmao. And all this only happened bc the materials for THAT project that the senior designer left perfectly arranged and pristine were useless bc they gave him the wrong logo to work with due to miscommunication.

After dealing w/ that I had to try and refocus my attention onto the larger task at hand. But inevitable another Teams chat / email / Whatsapp message would drop 10mins later. I don't struggle so much with focusing as with Re-Focusing, interrupting a task then getting back right to where I left off is a fucking Obscure Arcane Art that I struggle with sosososomuch

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like overall none of it was difficult bc I didn't know my shit. there were some things i hadn't done before but the technical aspects of it were easily googleable. it was difficult and frustrating and ate into time meant for me to rest bc the higher ups can't fuckin talk to each other lmao. AND she implied i didn't know my shit in an email addressed to those higher ups too. like... way to lowkey insult me as a professional and let irresponsible management off the hook in the same move lol.

i just. i'm really trying not to be petty or bitchy or whatever abt this but. i guess i just don't appreciate her praising the effort i put in as if it was me overcoming my own """ignorance""" or lack of experience or whatever... instead of me coming thru & taking on extra hours that i won't be directly compensated for, despite the absolute lack of effective communication at the company LMAO

#viitalks #corpogrumbles all around

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lucysweatslove · 2 years ago

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Lmao the plot thickens?

So I blocked my sister on one (1) messaging app, Signal, which is my husband’s preferred app and what I predominately use because it’s his preferred app and I talk to him more than anybody else (use Snapchat and IG for my best friends, iMessage for my family’s group chat and other stuff that I don’t gaf to look at right away). Reasoning being, I don’t want to totally block off all contact from her, I just don’t want to see any messages from her that I can’t easily ignore. Signal tells the sender if a message has been received and read, and if you archive/delete a text thread so you don’t have the damn notification, it tells the sender you’ve read the message. It’s the only

So like my options if I didn’t block her would be: have the annoying red dot on the screen (it’s the only app I care about having the red dot), or she thinks I’ve read it and I’m just ignoring her (which would be another issue).

She can email or message me on apps I don’t care about and have a built in buffer so I feel more empowered to choose when to engage.

Anyway, she texted my husband because apparently she sent me an apology (through the one app I gave her blocked). He eventually replied that he’s not getting in the middle of it. Then my mom texted me and asked if I got my sisters apology, and I said no, and she asked if I blocked her. Lmao. My sister the highly educated and (separate issue) generally intelligent doctor I’m sure can figure that one out.

My mom said she won’t inquire about what happened but oh we all have roles to play etc etc, and I just explained my position in general and it’s turned into this big thing about “old deep wounds” in the family like. Yeah. Oh yeah we have many. I don’t think y’all are actually ready to address any of them bc all y’all do is scapegoat and guess who is refusing to be said scapegoat.

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cancerian-woman · 2 years ago

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I posted 6,111 times in 2022

That's 3,355 more posts than 2021!

501 posts created (8%)

5,610 posts reblogged (92%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@taureanluver

@dayas

@noanichols

@maiasclary

@lazyspeedy

I tagged 5,053 of my posts in 2022

Only 17% of my posts had no tags

#bonnie bennett - 364 posts

#tvd - 217 posts

#dria rambles - 158 posts

#the originals - 135 posts

#twdg - 135 posts

#writing - 131 posts

#atla - 129 posts

#klaus mikaelson - 121 posts

#the vampire diaries - 120 posts

#black women - 120 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#but then again if it’s not about bonnie i’m not checking in i do wish y’all stop tagging her tag knowing she’s not in the fic at all though

My Top Posts in 2022:

Y’all will like every tvdu ship but get to bonkai and wanna talk about morals

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I only trust Bonnie being written well by Bonnie fans. As for the rest of y’all? You make me nervous.

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The magic of white witches in tvd. Freya slept for a thousand years and woke up super powerful without a struggle to perform a spell or even having some self-loathing due to her history with Dahlia.

As for Davina who faces a lot of similar struggles Bonnie did. But she gets her “fuck you, this my agency moment..”

Meanwhile we had to watch Bonnie physically be in pain when it came to performing harder spells. Not including her dying every season. Every black witch that was in the show eventually had some traumatic death on-screen that was never addressed.

Every time someone likes my older posts/asks I have more to add each time.

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certain tvd fans: oh my god Bonnie deserved so much better it makes me want to cry. let me proceed to write her 4 words of dialogue in my fanfic.

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My #1 post of 2022

A rough draft of an excerpt that belongs to this au:

“Good morning,” Bonnie whispered, peeping her head out on the back porch. Of course, this is where Klaus would be. Sitting on the deck, listening to the birds chirp while chatting with their daughter. “I was wondering where you two went. You know I hate the silence of a empty room.”

Klaus was rocking an active two-month old Hazel. “Sorry, my love, the littlest witch had awoken and I couldn’t resist. She’s exquisite company.” After easing the infant gently inside her bassinet. Klaus’ sped from the rocking chair and back with Bonnie on his lap.

Klaus could list a heavy amount of things he missed with Hope. All of her firsts went to Rebekah. On and off fighting with Hayley upon Hope’s return. Missing four years of her life from Marcel’s prison. Now, he’s adding onto that time because of the hollow. Those are secrets and anguish from another life that he will hold until he can properly explain it to Bonnie.

“Sometimes I still can’t believe she’s real.” Bonnie replied, resting on Klaus’ torso as she holds Hazel in her arms examining her features as usual. She’d never be this tiny again. Brown skin, just like her mother’s. Green eyes inherited from her great-grandfather on her mother’s side. Maybe, the next will take up after Klaus.

“Yes, I carried her for months. Made plans with you for her nursery. The shopping—but that doesn’t matter! She’s here and perfect. Is it weird that everything I’ve ever done seems insignificant compared to her? I always wanted a full home so I didn’t feel alone.”

“No,” Klaus said, admiring the warmth that filled his body watching Hazel smile and coo back at her mother. “You were always saving the day. That doesn’t mean because you saved the day it gave you joy. Hazel, was and is your choice.”

Now that held some truth. Servant of nature is what a witch was supposed to be. Not everyone could be a Bennett witch even if Bonnie willingly gave her powers up.

“Caroline and Stefan emailed me. They want me to write the real history on Bennett witches for the boarding school.” Bonnie shrugged, lowering Hazel down to her breast to feed. While Klaus tugged her tank-top off her shoulder. “While Alaric is requesting talismans and other Bennett artifacts to show the students.”

“And, you don’t want that at all.” Klaus said, raising a brow. Not that he blamed her. A Bennett grimoire and a vial of blood in the wrong hands suddenly becomes a wild card for a supernatural.

“Absolutely not.” Bonnie agreed, cradling the curly head of her daughter. “I don’t think anyone else is deserving to write my family’s history but me.” She declared. “Giving up Bennett artifacts just sounds like an accident waiting to happen. Pictures exist for a reason.”

Kissing at Bonnie’s temple. “They could make a statue in your honor. I think that is just as fitting.”

“It is, since I’m the reason Mystic Falls isn’t a wiped out town on the map. A statue and plaque should’ve been made when the school was.”

“I could build one for you in our backyard,” Klaus remarks. “Right, in the center.”

“Can we put a raincheck on that statue? There’s a ritual Bennett witches perform after an infant is born. We do it during celestial events. I never had mine but I need Hazel to have hers. She’ll be sheltered by the spirits in all ways.”

Klaus’ eyes go wide for a moment. “I wasn’t aware those occurred. Ayana had four daughters and never practiced those.”

“You didn’t know she did those. It’s really private event. Witches of the past and present attend. The bloodline wants each off-spring prepared. All our daughter has to do is show up and be cute.”

“We can do anything you want.” Klaus agrees. Hope never had a coven of witches to shelter her upon birth and accept her immediately with open arms. If the ritual is performed on Hazel that can restrict the Hallow or anyone else for that matter from chasing after the Bennett’s.

“Our daughter should meet my wolf form.“ Klaus blurts out after.

“I think she’d like that.”

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theorist-influencer-untitled · 1 month ago

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10.27.24 Sunday--Happy Blessed Sunday!

1:53 am

Still,have windblow...

Let me heal...

I woke up from a bad or weird or sweetish deadly dream... There is a guy in my dream who is saving me from this village....He killed some other people and telling them that he loves me. A cute guy around 5'9" or 5'10", wearing a white shirt in my dream or in reality. He is carrying a gun and killing bad people and telling them, shouting that he loves me... He said in my dream " I love her,I love her"....

I feel bitterish... I feel bitter 17 years they just killed me for nothing. They took everything from me...

8:48 am

Still,have windblow...

Uncle DD is here again in and out... I wonder what they are doing???

Flashbacking --

I saw a cute guy yesterday afternoon there near on Ely's street, a new face perhaps.. I think a cute guy but I wasn't able to see his entire face coz he was busy on his phone... Hmmm Talking and accepting something from a delivery guy... Probably a student who is renting there in Wendell's apartment. I like his body type,big-boned guy... My x-bf'z were like that... But I still appreciate other beauties... I like a bit masculine but soft... Not rough, not even drastic...

Looking for a bf hahaha who can assist me on money or coins? Hahahaha

9:11 am

Still,have windblow...

Let me heal...

Flash-backing again on Baymax Tool and Salesforce. These are main tools of Disney+... Aside from the disneymindtouch.com where you search for your articles or Documents in T-Mobile. helpcenter.com for walking through the clients to do what they need to do...

But on Disney+ their articles on disneymindtouch.com is not user-friendly. The salesforce is the same on T-Mobile, I just need to review...

Salesforce is where you can record or make details information about your customer's call or chat.

ipprivacydisney.com where you guide your client if there is a fraud account. You can tell your client to delete the fraud account there fill in the forms, to delete the fraud account...

Fraud account in disney+ means a client will call then they will tell you that I didn't create a new account, I have still my old account or just HULU account. But then client will say that someone hacked or used my email to do this new account but it is not mine or it is fraud. They can delete that on ipprivacydisney.com.

On IPchicken.com you can guide your client if you need to walk through them to do some troubleshooting to look for their IP Address...

The day the I talked to fuck John Jevne and Michelle Duplantis and Mike Traegedelta, that day Bianca just taught me how to call back a client. So, for me there is no perfection on nesting... If your call is cut go to your omni choose call viewer not outbound then on the nice call viewer then go to address book, history and hit the call... That day was a fuck-less day for me like my 17 years and was really a bad day! Hating Mike that day... Fuck-less stressed me out so much!

October 17th there are some products in Disney+ that are affected by a "Price Increase"!!!

Actually, there is a "Price Increase Verbiage" but I didn't memorize the verbiage... The thought of it is somehow like this.... On my own words, we value our clients here in Disney+ we want our clients satisfaction on our service and due to some progress to make this Disney+ even more enjoyable there will be some changes on price coz we do believe that this is for the better development of Disney+ that we knew we gave our best effort to serve our client a more than 100% satisfaction on using Disney+.

10:07 am

Still,have windblow...

Is the cute guy yesterday afternoon wearing a white shirt here nearby, where is he? Can I ask for money? Hahahah shit... I'm broke again...

I feel bitterish... Tomorrow, will go to "Task Us" hoping angels can relay this to Daddy coz I guess Daddy has link inside "Task Us"... My last money, I have to use it wisely...

Thank You Coach Melai and Coach John, I will just wonder somewhere here and there... Yeah! I can always go back to T-Mobile but I just wanna try Task Us coz of higher compensation and free coffee... Now, I'm thinking where did I put my Iqor ID... I don't have to do clearance coz I'm open to simply finish my call hours coz I stopped coz I suddenly got stress sickness... I don't know if I can still remember, I think so I can recall...

10:58 am

Still,have windblow...

For my coaches in Iqor,allow me to explore Task Us...

I'm so happy that my ID is still here... I will explore on Task Us this time... I will figure out these varieties of coffee that "Task-Us" is offering. This is my 2nd try in Task-Us..

11:28 am

Still,have windblow...

I feel fat and ugly... I need money and no honey and I know they don't love me and nobody likes me!

I don't want my cousin's having a percentage of my blood will marry anyone,yet.. Hating church of christ for getting my cousin's...

It's been 17 years....They are smashing my pride...

I only want Araneta group for the money movement... For the sake of we are group!

I want to see all my male cousin's and hoping they are fixing themselves for me like a meal for me...

I still want vanities angels... I still wanna travel...

12:11 noon

Still,have windblow...

I feel butterish... I feel offended... I don't like the windblow trap...

I truly like my cousin having percentage of my blood most specially my cousin-white on my Aunt Ten2x/Tin2x... I don't want them to get married coz I'm alone....I feel betrayed by everyone!

I have dysmonerrhea again, I'm a fucking-less virgin again with no attention... I need a group, I want my cousin in blood!

12:30 noon

I feel being betrayed... I still wanna see Mitch but never will appear on the americans there if their already chose her. Don't touch my cousin in blood! They smash me repetitive! I feel super jealous!!!

If they talk to Mitch already so,be it... I will never appear anymore,they will never see me anymore coz they chose Mitch.

But I want all my cousin back even the bitches! It's been 17 years already, too much of betraying me or giving me these "simple batteries"...

4:23 pm

Still,have windblow...

Make-up on 46ish... But losing my cousin's and hating them as well...

I wanna get back all my male cousin's and my bitches!

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6:15 pm

Still,have windblow...

I feel bitterish... Where are my male cousin's in blood even some old friends or x-bf's that I wanna see like JP or Rocky are all gone...

I can't get a new cute bf who can assist me now on money...

I'm not expecting anymore that I can meet a genuiene upper coz they will just vomit my situation...

Where are my male cousin's in blood?

Still,hating my favorite cousin-white on my aunt Ten/Tin!

I feel angry on my male cousin's in blood if they are happy with the women most specially if they got INC or Church Of Christ!

6:53 pm

Still,have windblow...

Hmm... I think Netflix still rock compared to Disney+...

The movies and TV series in Netflix for me it is unbeatable... I wonder why there is no "Pretty Lil Liar"...

7:08 pm

Still,have windblow...

I wonder if Cebu Pacific Air will kill me? They are now with Indian, doing some tandem...

I think the daughter of Mr Go was there in Teleperformance Molino, not sure but on the wall picture but using a different surname like "Labrador" a dog??? Not sure...

I forgot her name but I think she was the skinny and chinky and in a way cute girl there having a surname of from Go to Miss "Labrador"...

8:45 pm

Still,have windblow...

Tomorrow will really go to "Task-Us"...

Now, I'm just flashbacking the billing question on Disney+ coz I can't get over it....

I'm just being defensive that I can always do 69!

Like how you are billed? Or how are you billed?

You know, "are you? Or you are?"...

When you say how are you billed meaning how will you be invoiced? ( by grammarly check )...

Who did 69?

Did you? You did?...

9:24 pm

Still,have windblow...

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10:35 pm

Still,have windblow...

I feel bitterish... I feel jealous on Mitch but I still wanna see her and ask something...

I wonder where is Mitch??? Did she give me these simple batteries???

I feel frustrated... I feel out of place on my cousin's that I feel something is wrong at my back with Mitch? I feel that I don't belong and I'm always a 2nd choice since 2007 for the things that I don't know...

I just don't like INC or Church Of Christ for being organized who targeted my family both sides and they got my male cousin's, I'm losing my circle, losing my old friends, losing a crowd and losing my family...

I'm losing attention, it feels that I'm out of place that Mitch knew everything that she didn't approach me, for so long... Still, wanna see her...

I feel ugly,fat and wrinkled with no history... I couldn't get success and I'm not a bad person...

I want to have a gathering to meet and see all my male cousin's and the bitches as well as old fakers friends? Old fakers friends? Coz probably some planned something bad on me like getting my cousin's....

On the female cousin's, I don't know who is real or fakers... Or probably they already fucked each other and I hate being the 2nd... Ranking I'm still the KC in the family... I just don't like the closeness of female bitches cousin's on my male cousin's... I feel jealous for not having the attention and I like the most my cousin on my Aunt Ten/Tin!

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