#like don't get me wrong i love connecting the dots as much as the next guy (possibly even more so with all the weird tie-ins i make lol)

[pinkrose05]

Am I the only one who doesn't vibe with the Gaiathra Triclops = Ena the Order theory?

[nastyc2nt]

Hey, I saw you're taking requests so I wanted to know if you could write something with yandere Percy Jackson and fem reader where they're already in a "situationship" or something and reader decides to be a little cheeky and runs away from Percy in random moments when he tries to touch her, without knowing he's really into this shit because it awakes the worst sides of him and he fucks her mercilessly after he catches her?

I don't know if this makes any sense or if you can really make it work, feel free to change anything if think it necessary. Xoxo

(Sorry if I wrote anything wrong, English is not my first language.)

࿐ Playing Games ࿐

╰┈➤ Older!Dark!Yan!Percy Jackson x Fem!Reader

✦ ──────── ᖭི༏ᖫྀ ──────── ✦

╰┈➤ Warnings: Yandere, 18!Percy, Demi god college dorms, Chasing, Pray kink?, Teasing, Rough Fucking, Chocking, Biting. Tell me if I missed anything.

╰┈➤ Word count: 1.4k

╰┈➤ First requests! So excited, thank you, hope you love it baby!!

It’s all just a fun game you’d play. Turning away from his kisses or the touch he tries to give you, acting as if nothing happened. Harmless fun.

The whole campus knew how Percy felt about you — the gods themselves couldn’t stop the madness that is his love. And yet you guys weren’t a thing, something he wound change in time but he’s fine with keeping it on the “down low” as you like to call. Be it too kissing in his dorm at night while his hands run down your shirt, feeling your soft skin or ass while you sit nice and pretty on his lap. Or, fucking you in the dead of night not caring if the person next door can hear your moans, his voice or the bed hitting the wall.

Today was the second day you’d been playing that game of yours, and much to his dismay he’s been enjoying it more then he’d care to admit. When he got his hands on your warm figure only for you to turn around and run off, using many excuses to play it off. It was so easy for him to catch on, when you did it the third time on the same day he connected the dots. That cheeky smirk on your lips didn’t help your act either.

So Percy spent no time wondering if you were mad at him or didn't love him. That time was filled with wonders of what he'd do when he gets tired of this little game.

“Come here,” he mumbled when he reached out for you, it was so easy to just grab you from behind and rest his hand on your shoulders. But as soon as he spoke your head ducked while stepping out of his reach. You giggled, eyes looking soft but mischievous. Daring darling you are.

You stepped back slowly, “Catch me if you can, might give you a kiss if you ask nicely.” the next step was to run around to try and avoid him. It was primal instinct for Percy that kicked in when you ran off. You needed him to chase you. Catch you and take what he needed — To fuck the brat out of you and show you that you can play your games, but you’re still a puppet on his strings.

Once his hands wrapped around your frame it was over, for the guy you’ve been seeing was a new beast. One that wasn’t going to show you mercy, you’re it’s pray now and can’t fight back. Percy was rough and his eyes were shot that you swore they changed to black with his dark hair looming over his face.

He tore the clothes off, ripping them open just to show you what he was capable of. His hands pinned you against the wall while the other wrapped around the nice neck he’d been marking for weeks. This was new. Yes you had crazy sex in the past but this was different, he wanted to break you.

“I do love a good chase,” his raspy voice was right next to your ears, “wanted to rile me up just so I would show you who you belong to? Yeah, your pussy is answering when your pathetic mouth can’t.” he grins at your expression. All fucked out, mouth wide open from the moans leaving your lips and eyes rolling back from pleasure. You had given up pushing him away minutes ago so your hands gripped on his shirt to hold onto something.

His cock was going too fast for you to take a breath, he was racing with himself to see just how loud and hard it sounded when your bodies met. It started to hurt your breasts with how much they were moving up and down, and your swollen cunt that was get abused by his cock, and clit that was puffy.

His dark eye’s followed each expression you had, how your brows curled up, a scrunch in your nose. Everything was for him. “Such a slut, you know that? That little game was just so you could be used like rag doll?” You screamed when he bottomed out inside you with one hard thrust, hitting so far within you and stayed there for a minute.

He laughed at you. It was pathetic, the tears running down your cheeks was cute but you’re such a cry baby. “Awe, can take my cock girl? You’ve been begging for it but can’t handle it now?” Percy mocked down at your trembling body.

You whined, lips bringing themselves together, and you looked up at him through the soaked eyelashes. “Please— agh~ please, be more gentle.” it was cute that you think you had any authority to beg him right now.

He leaned back, his cock slipping out of you quickly but not as quick as he flipped you around against the wall and wrapped one hand around the front of your torso. “Gentle? We both know that’s not what you want,” his hand rushed down to send a sharp slapping pain to your ass, making you jump in surprise and pain. “you’ve cum about three times now.”

Percy slipped back in and began at the same speed he was before, his balls slapping against your ass, making the cheeks more red as he thrushed against them. You sobbed, going back to pleasure bliss, overestimated once again by his long cock.

“That’s my girl,” he groaned and kissed your neck.

You shook your head violently as his fingers reached down to play with your swollen clit and rubbed you nice and fast. “Percy- Don’t, too sensitive,” you cried again. Sloppy sounds came from your hole that was was being fucked, it was so dirty to hear. Your walls clamped down on him from the growing orgasm building up in your stomach and burning in your core.

“Cum for me, let me feel you pulsing on me again. Be a good girl, cum and then let me fill you up,” he whined finally softer into your neck, his head rested in the crook of your neck. His rhythm started to get messy but never slowed down once— It got rougher. A few seconds later your body gave one last electric shock throughout itself and you released everything you had onto his cock. Your stomach twitched up and down, your pussy tighten as the sticky cum foamed at the base of his cock.

It was now that you had begun to actually sob— Just from being exhausted and overwhelmed. You grip the walls for support and press against it hard to keep yourself up but Percy help with you limp body. “That’s my good girl, thank you baby. Gonna fill you up now,” his voice was back to its soft and gentle tone.

Three thrust, in and out, was all it took before he unload himself into you and pushed it all the way inside you. Filling you up so much it hit your womb and he wondered how to make it stay there afterwards. He panted while you did the same, a few big breaths before hitting your head on the wall to relax.

Percy groaned and stayed inside you, his hands now trailing back up to your waist where bruises formed from his grip on you. “Did so good for me,” he whispered. You hummed and didn’t dare move or anything, probably would fall if you tried to do anything.

“I’ve been trying to stay calm around you for weeks, acting as if we aren’t actually a thing,” he rubbed the painful redness of your ass, his lips kissing your shoulders in affection. “But you’re mine, always have been and always will be. This— This just proves you’re ready to be completely mine.”

His teeth sink into your skin, not as rough as it could have been but it was surprising and painful nonetheless, “I’ll kill for you, make you happy any anyway you want. But you’re never leaving my side, or I’ll just have to put you in your place again.”

He slipped out, his cum and yours mixed while trailing down your thighs, “Just gotta fuck it into your pretty little head, but you don’t mind— Do you baby?”

There was no getting away even if you wanted to. The ends of the earth aren’t even safe from him, no god could save you now. Willing or forced, you’re his girl.

¡!Don’t repost my posts on other websites, don’t translate them, theses are for me to publish on my own!!

[formulawolff]

the (not so subtle) art of a crush - t.w.

pairing: female driver!reader x toto wolff

word count: 777

warnings: toto being down bad, some teasing, sexual innuendos, one-sided yearning, yadayadayada

a/n: this was a request made by an anon (i believe!) this is also sort of a spin-off of fanboy behavior, which i absolutely adored writing. i think yearning (and well.. down bad) toto is my favorite toto to write! i hope y'all enjoy! <3

"and tell me," the driver's accent is crisp as he licks his lips, "why do you need help creating an instagram account again?"

"nothing major," a figure shrugs, fiddling with a loose thread in his wrinkled white polo, "i just want to stay in the loop. that's all."

"toto," a new voice chimes in, "you have never once mentioned wanting an instagram, or any social media really, until now. what is going on?"

"nothing major," toto wolff exhales, rolling his eyes, "you all have it, so why can't i?"

"because you're ancient?" lewis hamilton scoffs, arching a brow, "you're probably going to need a step-by-step tutorial on how to navigate the platform."

"i think i can figure that one out myself you know," toto hisses, jaw clenching as his drivers stare blankly, "if five year-olds can do it, i can do it."

"let me see your phone," george russell extends an arm, waving his fingers, "i'll get your account set up."

"i-i," the team principal stammers, heat billowing into his cheeks, "i-i don't know if i necessarily need help with that."

"are you blushing?" lewis purses his lips, a devious smirk forming as the dots connect, "mate, do you have something in there that you don't want us to see?"

only approximately one hundred and two screenshots of a certain williams driver. three or four videos. all of which were screen recordings from various interviews.

his cherished clips. ones he watched every night before he drifted off.

all of which were not tucked away into the hidden folder of his camera roll.

speaking of which, he may have to figure out how to do that. with three kids, an ex-wife, and two nosy drivers, his phone was an easy target. he probably needed to set up a passcode as well.

the lengths he was going to over a crush. a fucking crush.

well, was it a really a crush?

or more like an infatuation?

that was a question for another time. he had two drivers in his office at the moment, circling around him like vultures, eager to pick him apart.

"nothing of your interest," toto retorts, in a vain attempt to maintain his composure, "nothing, really."

"got someone's nudes in there?" lewis coos, tilting his head, "or even worse, a sex tape?"

"lewis," george brings a hand to his temple, "what on earth is wrong with you?"

"what, mate?" lewis throws his hands in the air, "i'm just giving him shit."

"shit he clearly does not want," george mutters, "toto, if you need help setting up an account, just facetime me. don't try to text me. it's much easier to explain over a call than written directions."

"or he can just go on wikihow," lewis offers, "they have guides on just about everything."

oh, really?

did they have a guide on how to navigate the unbearable weight of yearning for a woman thirty years your junior? a woman on a rival team? a crush so bad that it was beginning to snake its way into every aspect of your life? consume your every waking thought?

a crush so intense that you had already spoken to members of the williams crew?

his next target was james, whom he was planning on meeting and speaking with after the next press conference. that was in about a week's time, at third grand prix of the season.

fuck, this was embarrassing, really.

but he wanted more.

actually, he needed more.

he craved it.

he needed to gather all of the possible information and intel as he could. her likes and dislikes. her favorite foods and the ones that were so vile they made her throw up. what kept her up at night. what music she preferred to listen to on race day. what drinks she indulged in. what animals she loved. what made her so unbelievably pissed off she couldn't think straight.

he wanted to catch a glimpse inside of her mind.

all of the things that could possibly buzz around inside of that beautiful head.

really, he just wanted to learn what she was composed of.

her childhood memories, the ones she spoke of with that sweet fondness in her voice. the delicate aspects of her life that she cherished, beaming from ear to ear. the things she feared. how she expressed her love. the people she adored.

everything.

he wanted to know it all.

and following her instagram account, along with her various other socials would prove to be the first step in accessing that plethora of information.

at least it was a step in the right direction.

even if his drivers were giving him hell for it.

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[astrophileblogs07]

Astro Observations pt.21

Back with some very random Astro observations 😁

⚫ Saturn aspecting the 7th house actually can dislike 9 to 5 jobs or corporate office jobs. They are better with freelancing. Its coz they can't take orders. Sorry not sorry. 💀(Ig that's a Saturn 7H thing 😆)

⚫ An interesting thing I observed: Among two siblings, the elder one has Leo rising which means Scorpio 4H and the younger one has Scorpio moon. And their Mom is a Scorpio moon too. She's a nice lady though but is such a control freak. (I know I am one too, but like when I met her the second time that "controlling" vibe just hit me like a big yellow school bus 🚌😭😭). That was so funny lol😂. -All the more her birthdate is a single digit 1.(these people are the alpha type, always lead and never follow and hence are dominating, one to have the last say) which is cherry on top. -She is fiercely protective of her kids. Can't emphasize enough on "fierce" part. Very strict. Rules are to be followed very religiously. {She can't stand any one of them doing anything without her knowledge. She even monitors whom they interact with what they do on their mobiles etc.(from what I suspect)} (obv Scorpio moon mom traits) (sometimes Leo moon moms too){nothing unhealthy here, just Mom's way of showing they care 😂}

⚫Saturn and Workout: -Workout 🏋️‍♀️requires CONSISTENCY. Saturn LOVES consistency. -In fact the best remedy for Saturn is sweating. JUST SWEAT by hard work. No matter what it maybe: workout, walking, jobs, cardio, sports etc. 🤸‍♀️🚴‍♀️🏋️‍♀️

⚫ Whilst on the topic of Saturn, people who follow a time table for literally everything the planet doesn't harm them much during its Dasha (even if its your worst one). I mean obviously you played by the rules 🤷‍♀️

⚫ Magha is the only nakshatra for which you don't need in depth compatibility match. They get along with everyone.

⚫Scorpio Venuses/8H Venuses are paranoid. They notice and suspect everything (sometimes things which are not there/imaginary). (For eg, me, who thinks that someone is peeping thru my curtains even when nobody is there and all my curtains cover my windows properly. 🤣).

⚫Also as a basic Scorpio Venus behavior: while writing chats/texting, I always think- "what if someone else reads it?"..so I just don't give much details in texts. (Gosh, sometimes I think somethings wrong with me 😭😭)

⚫The proven way to hurt a Leo moon: compare them with any other person and tell them that the person is wayy better in a certain thing esp if it's a triat that the Leo is proud of. 🤣 (P.S don't do that, its mean and the Leo will hunt you, which you don't want 😀.)

⚫Why do Aries moon men have a bunch of good friends for life and Aries moon women struggle with having at least one good genuine female friend for life? (I'm jealous)

⚫ Maybe its becoz they get along more with guys than gals so the girls are jealous of them...so hence no good female friends. 😢🤡 Aries moons are the best-est people for friendships you'll ever get.

⚫ People born on a Saturday look melancholic.

⚫ You can NEVER mislead a Leo rising. They study litreally everything: what you say what you do, and why you do so. Similar to Scorpios

⚫If you see a person having graceful and "royal" way of walking or behaving, they're are sure shot to have a Magha Ascendant.

⚫Connecting the dots here: as I said in one of my previous posts that Maghas get framed even when they have done nothing, what I interpreted is that Maghas are actually the definition of royalty. They literally have that ✨grace✨, that kinda magnanimous personality and similar struggles to a monarch. Totally King/Queen typa energy here. So with that, the usual consequences in a Kingdom is conspiracy against the king, which the Maghas face. (Enough with Maghas ig, started observing them recently so..✌🏻💀)

That's it for today, until next time! (like,comment and reblog loveliesss❤❤😘)

[shut-up-danny-kun]

I've read hundreds of Star Trek TOS fics by now and it never ceases to amuse me how many different ways there are to fuck up Spock's characterization...now hold on just a minute - this post has a more interesting point than “fanfic writers stupid”, I promise you.

Every time, it's a spin on the massacre wheel. It's kind of amazing. Will he be overly emotional to the point where he's not himself anymore? Will he be so cold it's unpleasant and kind of hard to understand how he's lived to this point? Will he be extremely horny for no good reason? Will he speak in a way that sounds complety wrong?

I chuckle and shake my head. Of course, I KNOW what Spock is like, and MY interpretation of him is the most perfect and correct one. Obviously. He's just a very nuanced character, formed by many people in an unconventional way, with traits that seem to contradict each other at first but ultimately form a rich and unique character that so many people fell in love with specifically because he's so complicated...

Or...is he?

Let's entertain the idea that there isn't one correct interpretation of Spock, that all of these messy bits of characterization are not part of a bigger picture, but...just what they are: a product of many people with starkly different visions, working on a show that refuses to properly develop its characters. What then? Well, then Spock is a Rorschach test. Each viewer connects the random dots in their own way, and ignores the ones they don't like.

Let's use an example: me! In my interpretation of Spock (the most correct one, of course) he is, first of all, gay and on the asexual spectrum, reserved, largely uninterested in casual flirting or sex. When he is interested in the aforementioned things, he tends to be quite ashamed of it.

Makes sense, right? I can show you plenty of evidence for why that could be true. However, in the beginning of the first bloody season, Uhura sings a song about how Spock is actually kind of a heartthrob who likes to drive women insane with how hot he is, and Spock smiles. He smiles at her, as if agreeing and being very amused by all this! This interaction goes against pretty much everything I think about Spock. So what do I do? I explain it away in the most bizzare fucking way possible. See, Uhura and Spock are friends (there is no evidence for this), and Uhura knows everything I've just told you about him (through telepathy I guess? Not like he'd ever tell her!) and she's just trolling him (why would she do that? That is NOTHING like Uhura!). I need to do some Olympics-level mental gymnastics here, the opposite of Occam's razor.

“But Danny,” I hear you say, “it's just the start of the show! They hadn't figured out his character yet!”

To which I say: you can say that about anything! You can blame it all on a bad writer for that episode, and ignore virtually any scene that doesn't jive with your headcanons. It's there, and I can't ignore it.

So...how am I different from the people that want Spock to be thar heartthrob Uhura is singing about? That evidence is as much a part of canon as my favorite lines. Well, I'm not any different, that's the thing. And all those writers I complained about also have a point.

It's kind of a nihilistic take, I know, but maybe the reason Spock is such a cultural icon is because he is...whatever you want him to be: just concrete enough to spur on your imagination, yet vague and contradictory enough to let your brain fill in the gaps.

Don't get me wrong: I absolutely do not believe in this. In my mind, it just so happens that I'm one of the, like, 5 people ever who truly understood Spock (and one of them is Jim Kirk himself). But I still think it's something worth thinking about next time you're mad at a fic.

[literaryavenger]

Stargazing

Summary: You and Bucky are spending some time together under the stars.

Pairing: Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Warnings: None, just a whole lot of fluff. Nerd Bucky. Nerd Reader. No use of Y/N. My poor attempts at being funny.

Word count: 1K because I'll kick myself I can't make anything short.

Prompt: we're sitting on your roof at midnight and you're pointing out every constellation but out of every star, you shine the brightest.

A/N: I wrote this story in like two hours, so bear with me. I don't know a lot about Astronomy, so I googled everything I put on here. I do know my fair share of Mythology but I realise some things may be wrong or just simply different from things you know, who knows Mythology knows there are a lot of versions of the same story, anything I wrote here are the version I've learned over the years, so no hate, but I'm always open to talk about it more if anyone wants to. Always respectfully, of course. Also, I wrote and posted this from my phone so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes.

Masterlist

“And see those three stars that make an angle?” Bucky points up to them. “That's Coma Berenices.”

One thing not many people know about Bucky Barnes is his love of Astronomy.

Back in the 40s he loved studying the constellations, learning as much as he could. So, after he regained control of his mind and joined the Avengers, he spends his free time catching up in all things space related he's missed since.

You have never been particularly interested in Astronomy, but seeing how passionate your boyfriend gets when it comes to it, you can never say no when he asks you to stargaze with him.

That's why you've spent countless times now in the position you are right now: Laying on a blanket next to Bucky on the roof of the Avengers Compound, looking at the stars and listening to him tell you all about them.

“That one's Cassiopeia…” He points to it. “That one's Lacerta…”

You giggle a little at the funny name and look at him. “Lacerta?”

“It means ‘the Lizard’.” He informs you with a grin while looking at you too.

“Of course it does.” You say playfully and look back up.

“That one is Camelopardalis…” He traces the stars to give you an idea of the shape.

“Now you're just making things up.” You tease him while looking back at his face to find him glaring playfully at you.

“It means giraffe.” He says matter-of-factly.

“Alright, you little geek.” You smile at his indignified scoff but you can see he's fighting a smile, and losing.

You look at each other with goofy smiles for a moment before you softly say, “What else?” prompting him to go on.

He looks back at the stars for a moment before he starts tracing another constellation.

That's something Bucky loves to do, like the most intricate game of connect the dots ever, and he wins every time.

Sometimes you've even made it into a game, trying to find all the stars in a constellation before the other, but he has the unfair advantage of actually knowing them all. But you always have fun playing, even if you end up behaving like children.

And looking at him right now, his eyes on the stars and his hand up to trace them with his finger, you can't take your eyes off of him and you know, out of all the constellations, he shines the brightest.

“That…” He traces the biggest constellation he's shown you tonight. “is the Ursa Major.”

His voice snaps you out of it and you look back up. He's shown you these same constellations time and time again, every time with the same passion and every time you listen intently, just enchanted by his voice.

“And that one…” He traces another one. “is Pegasus.”

Huh, that was a new one. You look at it while tilting your head. “Pegasus?”

“Yeah, that one I don't know what it means.” He chuckles, about to move on to another set of stars when you interrupt him.

“Pegasus is a winged horse from Greek Mythology.” You say before you can stop yourself.

Mythology is something you've always found fascinating and, much like Bucky with Astronomy, you've always tried to learn as much as you could about it.

Unlike Bucky, you've always kept this small passion to yourself, which is why Bucky is looking at you right now with a confused yet amused raise of his eyebrow.

“What? Can't a girl know a random fact?” You say playfully while looking back up at the stars to hide your slight blush.

“So that's all it is? A random fact?” Bucky asks, his eyes still on you and you know he can tell there's more to it. He knows you pretty well, after all.

“Maybe…” You say playfully, finally looking at him with a small smile.

“Tell me more about it?” He says softly, not pushing you to talk but letting you know he's open to listen if you want.

“Well…” You say quietly after a moment, looking back at the stars as you think about what to tell him. “Pegasus was born from Poseidon-”

“Poseidon?” He interrupts you with a small frown. “The god of the ocean?”

“Yeah…” You chuckle, looking at him. “He's also known as the God of Horses.”

“He is?” He frowns more. “Why?”

“Well, according to Greek mythology he invented them.” You explain with a smile. “He created them out of foam from the ocean in order to be elected as the patron god of a new city. But Athena created an olive tree and the citizens saw that as more useful and chose her, naming their city Athens.”

Bucky looks at you with awe, his entire attention on you now as you enthrall him with your words.

“And he was the father of Pegasus?” Bucky asks you, just wanting to hear more of your voice.

“Yeah, Poseidon was his father and Medusa his mother.” You look back up at the stars, trying to  recall more details of the story. “He was born when Medusa got decapitated by Perseus. The blood from her neck fell into the ocean and, out of the white foam, came Pegasus, along with Chrysaor.”

“Chrysaor?” He asks, his eyebrows rising in surprise. “Another horse with wings?”

“No, he was a boar with wings.” You correct him. “Chrysaor comes from a name that means ‘he who has a golden sword’. Pegasus doesn't have a meaning, but it symbolizes divine inspiration or the journey to Heaven, because…”

You keep talking about Greek mythology as you look at the stars, Bucky’s eyes on you the whole time.

He finally understands why you love hearing him talk about Astronomy so much even though you have virtually no interest in it.

The way you talk about Mythology, the knowledge and the passion you show… It's breathtaking to see, and Bucky never wants to stop listening to you at this moment. 

If you were looking at him you'd see the same look you have on your face when you look at him talking about the stars, the same look he has when he's looking at the stars…

He may love to stargaze, but the biggest, brightest of them all is laying right beside him, and that’s definitely his favorite.

[apollabarnes]

oops okay zahraa thank you for this post

"have you ever run into the guy?" "sure, we've overlapped with the 118 on calls over the years. solid firefighter. less cocky than he used to be. a little high strung." tommy pointed at him in triumph. "did i ever tell you about howie's bachelor party?" "still a little bit disappointed i never got an invite for that," sal mused. he broke when tommy looked sideways at him, laughing. "okay, i'm not, but it would have been fun." "evan spent a month putting it together." "i need you to connect a few more dots than that, buddy." tommy sighed. "if howie hadn't had encephalitis he would have showed up and he would have loved it. but evan spent a month on it." it had been… it had been really fucking sweet that evan loved howie so much he wanted to give him the perfect bachelor party, but he'd stressed out about it in a way that had tommy clenching his own jaw in sympathy. he'd been tempted to distract evan in some decidedly interesting ways, but he'd held himself back to crowding evan against his kitchen island and kissing him until they were both breathless. "so he likes the details. is that a bad thing?" not when it meant that evan was learning and remembering all the ways to take tommy apart, and letting tommy do the same. "what's in a month, sal?" "val… oh," sal looked over at tommy, laughing at whatever look was on his face. "what, are you worried that he'll try to plan something over the top, or that he won't?" tommy shrugged. it was a good question, and one that he didn't have an answer for. "i've never really been into celebrating it anyway." "yeah, okay, i'll remind you of this in a year." "if i talk to him and it goes well, i don't want him spending the next month worried that if the night's not perfect then…" "couple of problems with that plan, bud." "oh, i can't wait to hear this." "first of all, you're assuming that it goes well. don't get me wrong, i love the optimism — it's a new look for you. still some fatalism mixed in there, but the baby steps are promising. second, you're assuming that he's not seeing anyone right now. third, you're assuming that he'll still be single after valentine's day. or before." "sal." "yeah, i know. shut up." sal clinked their bottles together. "you think i'm being stupid, don't you?" tommy asked, turning his beer bottle in his hands. "what would you want to be doing for valentine's day?" sal looked over at tommy, wrinkling his nose. "oh, gross. keep that to yourself." "i can't help what my face does!" tommy protested. "okay, well since your face says you want to spend valentine's day making sweet, sappy love to your boyfriend, it's probably a good idea to wait so that you have a whole year to convince him that's what you want."

[potatoqueenpal]

Yall I'm SO SORRY for dipping on you I have no ideas and I'm still fighting to get my avior fic back.

Have filler till I think of more angst

I present to you: Shaw Pack and Mates: Incorrect quotes

Sam, filling out legal paperwork: Were you guys born AMAB or AFAB?

Sweetheart : Bold of you to assume I was born at all.

Baabe: I personally was created in a lab.

Angel: I just straight up spawned.

Sam: We call that a traumatic experience.

Sam, turning to Baabe: Not a "bruh moment".

Sam, turning to Angel: Not "sadge".

Sam, turning to Sweetheart : And DEFINITELY not an "oof LMAO".

Asher: Knock, knock.

Baabe: Who's there?

Asher: Boo!

Baabe: Boo who?

Asher: Why are you crying?

Baabe: I'm not crying.

Asher: Hello notcrying, I'm Asher.

Milo: Angel, you look deep in thought. What’s wrong?

Angel: Did you know you can look at any object and know what it’s like to lick it? Even if you’ve never touched it before?

Milo: I’m never asking you anything ever again.

David: There's nothing worse than people using big words they don't understand.

Milo: I photosynthesize with this.

Sweetheart: I’m this close to falling in love with Milo.

Asher: Your fingertips are touching.

Sweetheart: Exactly.

Asher, spraying a melted cutting board with a tiny water gun: We gotta cool this bitch down. Cool it down.

Sweetheart : I actually just put the cutting board in the oven...

Baabe, visibly confused: Okay, so they decided to put the cutting board in the oven?

Asher, spraying Sweetheart : You FUCKING DUMBASS!

Sweetheart : Dude, I forgot-

Asher: OH MY FUCKING GOD! We're trying to make Chicken Alfredo right now, and you fucking MELT the cutting board in the oven at 400 DEGREES FAHRENHEIT!?

Sam: *Watching in complete confusion while trying to process this whole situation.*

Asher: In your opinion, what is the height of stupidity?

David, turning to Darlin': How tall are you?

Angel: Sam said its my turn with the brain cell.

Asher: Square up.

Sam: And what do we say when someone refuses your offer?

Sweetheart : Suck it, boomer!

Sam: I don't know who "Boomer" is, but no.

Asher: *spits mouthful of blood onto floor* You’ve become far more powerful since we last crossed paths.

Dentist: Please stop, there’s literally a sink right next to you.

Baabe: I think my guardian angel drinks.

David: How did none of you hear what I just said?!

Milo: I've been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.

Asher: I got distracted halfway through.

Darlin': Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

Asher: Consider the fundraising over! Your hero has arrived!

Sam: Uhh… where did you get so much money from, Asher?

Asher: Well, you know, I’m pretty good at numbers. I just crunched them, I stretched them, I analyzed my accounts, I timed the market-

*police sirens start to wail in the background*

Sam: DID YOU ROB A BANK?!

Asher: Oh, come on, Sam, do you really think so little of me? *opens the bag as purple dye explodes on their face*

Sam:

Asher: …it was a credit union.

Angel: Tell them to eat shit, David.

David: Tell them yourself.

Angel: Eat shit, asshole. Fall of your horse.

Milo, gardening: Hey, can you bring me the hoe?

Darlin': Yeah, sure.

*A few minutes later*

Darlin': Here you go.

Milo:

Darlin':

Baabe: Why am I here?

Angel: Guess what I'm about to get!

David: On my nerves.

Sweetheart : That's a nice arguement, Milo Why don't you back it up with a source?

Milo: My source is that I made it the fuck up!

Sam: Aww, what's your cat's name?

Milo: Aggro.

Sam, yelling to Baabe: TRY AGGRO!

Baabe, on the computer: DIDN'T WORK!

Milo:

Sam: What's your favorite number?

Angel: I’m so jetlagged I can’t even regrender my chorf.

*Everyone stares at Angel*

Angel: I don’t even know what I was trying to say.

Angel: I've connected the two dots.

David: You didn't connect shit.

Angel: I've connected them.

And now, wholesome (amd flirty) ship incoreect quotes:

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David : Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night?

Angel: It was autocorrect.

David : Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."?

Angel: Yes.

Angel: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.

David : I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.

Angel: I said within reason, David . How about I murder that guy?

David : So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't?

Angel: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

Angel: Hey, wanna take a shower with me?

David : I have a gun on that nightstand beside the bed. If I ever say no to that question, I want you to take it out and shoot me because I’ve obviously gone crazy.

Angel: There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right?

David : Nope, there's 26.

Angel: Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T.

David : Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one.

Angel: So give me the D.

Angel: Hey, I’m getting in the shower. Wanna help me out?

David : ...Have you never taken a shower before?

David, sweating: Angel, there’s something I need to ask you-

Angel: Finally! You’re proposing!

David: How’d you know?

Angel: David, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner.

Angel: I even picked it up once.

David: I want to kiss you.

Angel, not paying attention: What?

David: I said if you die, I wont miss you.

Baabe: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.

Asher: Wow. They sound stupid.

Baabe: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense.

Asher: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”

Baabe: I guess you’re right. Hey Asher, I love you.

Asher: See! Just say that!

Baabe: Holy fucking shit.

Asher: If that flies over their head then, sorry Baabe, but they're too dumb for you.

Baabe: Asher.

Baabe: You know my motto: carpe diem, carpe noctem, carpe coles.

Asher: Seize the day, seize the night, what’s the last one?

Baabe: Seize the dick.

Asher: We have a problem.

Baabe: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them.

Baabe: I'm trash.

Asher: As someone who's environmentally conscious, it's my duty to pick you up. Does 7 work for you?

Baabe:

Baabe: You smooth motherfucker.

Baabe: And yes it does.

Asher: Sorry I’m late, I was doing things.

Baabe: Hi, I’m ‘things’.

Asher: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-

Baabe: I wrote you a poem.

Asher, already crying: You did?

Milo: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us.

Sweetheart : If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.

Milo: I fell—

Sweetheart : From heaven?

Milo: No, I literally fell—

Sweetheart : In love with me the moment you saw me?

Milo: MY ARM IS BROKEN!

Sweetheart : Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.

Milo: Okay, but what if we went to dinner not as friends this time?

Sweetheart : AS ENEMIES?!

Milo:

Milo walking into the kitchen and seeing all their limes peeled: Sweetheart , I love you but, what the h-e-double FUCK.

Sweetheart , sipping coffee happily: I love you too :)

Sweetheart : I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.

Milo: That's great, Sweetheart . Especially considering the fact we've been together for 6 fucking years.

Sweetheart : I’m in love with you.

Milo: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork.

Sweetheart : I know.

Milo: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

Sweetheart: I was going to suggest we do Marilyn Monroe and JFK roleplay, but I’d get way too into it.

Milo: What- how?

Sweetheart: You’d be like “come to bed … Mr. President” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of American military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18.”

Milo: Wait, what's going on? Are we all talking about how hot Sweetheart is? Because Sweetheart is a straight up sexual fox riding a red-hot nuclear bombshell right toward the yowza plaza in the heart of Babe City, Assachusetts, U S A. The last A just stands for more ass.

Sam: The stars are so beautiful...

Darlin': They're just giant balls of gas.

Sam: You know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then-

Darlin': And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you.

Sam: Oh...

Darlin': Wow, Sam, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you.

Sam: We literally slept together yesterday.

Darlin': That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

Sam: I love you.

Darlin', not paying attention: What was that?

Sam: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

Darlin': Well, Sam and I finally did it!

The rest of the squad: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.*

Darlin': That's right... We kissed!

Darlin': What are you in the mood for?

Sam: World domination.

Darlin': That's a bit ambitious.

Sam: You are my world.

Darlin': Aww...

Sam:

Darlin':

Sam:

Darlin': OH.

Darlin': I have feelings for you.

Sam: Why? What's wrong with you? Are you sure you're okay?

Waiter: What would you like?

Darlin': Bring a milkshake with two straws.

Sam: *blushes*

Darlin': *puts both straws in their mouth* Watch how fast I can drink this!!

Darlin': You got a date yet Sam?

Sam: No...

Darlin': Well you do now! Get your ass up and hold my hand!

Darlin': Are we fighting or flirting?

Sam: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck-

Darlin': Your point?

Darlin': I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.

Sam: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.

Darlin': O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??

Sam: Is it working?

Sam: We should get you to a doctor for a check up immediately. What if it happens again, and there isn’t anyone around to help you? What if it’s congenital? Oh my God! Was it me? Did I hurt you?

Darlin': …You realize any other person that made their partner pass out in bed would simply feel really proud of themselves, right?

Sam: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.

Darlin': Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

Darlin': Come to dinner tonight. I can’t cook, but I’ll bring plenty of free wine.

Sam: Marry me.

Darlin': This date is boring!

Sam: This isn't a date. I said I was going to the store.

Darlin': Then why did you invite me?

Sam: I didnt, I specifically said "don't come with me," then you said, "fuck you Sam I'll do whatever I want!

(This is long as fuuuuck and took me a good hour, but it was fun)

[ask-serendipity-sky]

Statements

Jimin doesn't say much at times. But when it comes to Jk, he has things to say.

Statements.

If someone doesn't see it and at least questions it, then there is something terribly wrong with their ability to perceive issues and connect that dots that have been already been connected with a light pencil.

Even with an objective lens, there is something there. There is something between Jimin and Jungkook that doesn't follow the normal patterns of friendship. I've been saying this for ages.

It's not just words and pictures that Jimin is giving us. He no longer hints. He gives us statements.

Of who he is and who he loves.

He's been doing this for years. Subtle but he is getting louder.

What a reveal. I think no one was expecting this now and not from Jimin.

Even weverse had some sort of malfunction when Jimin was bold enough to claim Jungkook's body.

When people thought Jimin and Jk weren't even close, he goes to NYC and spends the weekend with Jk, accompanying him for his debut and spending Silver Day together. Then he comes back and congratulates him for the bb results. On instagram.

"Jungkookie is sleeping." The way he answered fast and graceful. There was no room for thirsties to be Jimin's sister-in-law. Because Jk was sleeping....in their bed, in their shared home because Jk was there and Jungkook is his boyfriend.

Baby, don't leave Just stay next to me To you, who saw me who was tiny as (someone) big So that I can give back as much as I've received So that I can keep the words I said

The statement. In an album about his personal journey. There was only one other voice included there and that was Jungkook's.

How I see things: Jimin went through this phase in his life where the only person who could save him was himself. Just like the only person who could set him free was himself, words said by Jimin. But in the midst of all, Jk was there for him. Of course. Hidden, like the track itself.

So by allowing Jk to be in Letter, Jimin is telling us that Jk was next to him as Jimin lived his own journey.

Jk wasn't going to be getting any more marriage proposals after this.

Not after publicly thirst trapping Jimin. Jimin is not a fool so he has some claiming to do.

A very clear statement. Jimin and Jk in his background for a White Day photo post.

But notice how in the past, Jimin was more subtle? We see a bit of Nam and Jk. Compare that to Jimin today and his postings and mentions about Jk. I see a difference.

Remember Set Me Free pt.2?

Finally free.

His name isn't "jm" and, of course haters were celebrating this moment because it debunked the tattoo theory (I have a post about this coming).

But then Jimin opens his instagram account and becomes "j.m". The one name that haunts the haters forever. Claiming his initials (and Jk's 👀) in Jk's hand.

One of my favorite moments and it fits today's occasion. It wasn't 2 normal bros hanging out late at night. It was Jungkook's birthday and they were together. Just them. And they fell asleep in bed crying to the bb100 news.

It seems to me like Jimin wasn't supposed to spill this. He didn't the first time for the bb100 live. But the next time he had a chance, he went for it and Jk smiled wide as Jimin retold the story of how they spent that time together.

He was with Jungkook then.

He is with Jungkook now.

That is the statement.

[faust-the-enjoyer]

Anonymous asked: I saw you need requests This is really self indulgent, feel free to ignore Can I request Simon Riley with a freak out moment hurt/comfort? Thoughts going crazy, dots are connecting that aren't even related, overall hard time thinking straight (he means none of what he says btw, he's just unable to think straight). Reader and him get into an argument about how long he's gone, and long distance and he says something like he might break up with her if it gets too hard. She's like wtf?? Bc they've been together for over 2 years and he's just willing to drop her over something like long distance. He says things like: "wtf even is love? How do I know I even really love you?" And reader says "love isn't just a feeling, it's a fucking commitment" and he says "then I'm not ready for it" They almost break up and she's sobbing but she helps him calm down and he breaks down once he realizes what he said to her and promises he didn't mean it? She's heartbroken but understands and they just comfort eachother? I had this happen last night and you said you need ideas so I figured I'd pop in

Promises

Tags/warnings: fem!reader, sfw, hurt/comfort, use of pet names/terms of endearment, mentions of a breakup, crying.

A/n: I hope everything is ok with you and your loved one anon 🥺.

-Divider by (saradika-graphics)!

Rain hits the window of your living room as you sit down next to your lover, he gives you a small smile. He seems distressed, he's been thinking about your two's relationship, and his emotions have been building up, forcing him to freak out in his own mind a couple of times this week, although he's been quiet about it, you know something's wrong. As you sit down next to him and cover your legs with a blanket, you turn to him. "Simon?", your voice is quiet, he turns his attention from the tv to you, muting it with the remote, "Yeah love?", he turns to you, "You've been gone for too long this time...", it's true, he only came back a couple of hours ago after being away for a couple of months.

He lets out a sigh, "I know love, it's not in my hand, you know that.", "I know, but...I...I want you to be around me, I want to be around you, this long-distance thing is just....it hurts too much Simon...". His head starts racing with thoughts, thoughts that have been eating away at him for a good while now. "I know it hurts, it hurts me too.", his voice has an edge to it now, almost as if he's holding back on something. "Can't you do anything about it? can't we find any way for us to communicate a little better when you go on those missions?", there's an urgency in your voice, and he's getting closer and closer to his wits end, this is only adding more stress on him from his own emotions. "I can't do anything about it, so...then...", his voice is a little sharper now, "If it hurts too much for us, if it's too rough on us, then maybe we should call our relationship off...".

Your eyes widen and your jaw drops a little, "What?!", you look shocked. He lifts his hands to rub his temples as you speak, "Simon, we've been together for almost three years now...why would you even think that?", you can see his hand shaking a little as he rests them on his forehead, "We've been through so much these last few years, and we managed to still be together, now you just wanna...break up with me? over not being able to see me or talk to me enough? Over long distance?", although you're not crying, your voice is starting to get a little shaky. His eyes are slowly becoming tear-filled, "How do I even know that I love you? How would I really know? I don't think I know what love is...". He looks like he's on the verge of crying, but a tear is already running down the inner corner of your eye.

Your hands go to his face, and you turn it to face you again, "Simon....love isn't....it isn't a feeling that you experience...it's a commitment, it's dedication Simon...", you're desperate, your eyes are begging him to understand this, but he looks at you, and you can see his lip quiver ever so slightly as he opens his mouth to speak, "Well...then I'm not ready for it love...". Your eyes widen again, and as you start crying, your hands come up to his face as you start speaking again, trying to hold back your sobs, "So that's it? we're...we're just...over now?", his eyes soften and become full of tears again, threatening to roll down his face as his hands come up to wipe your tears away, "Simon....Simon please...let's just take our time and talk about this...let's think about this...please...I know you're stressed out...I know...but please...", your voice breaks as you start sobbing but he starts nodding, and you bring him in for a hug, laying his head on your shoulder, and you can hear the faintest sound of a sob come from him.

It seemed like hours, hours of you rubbing your hand up and down his back, hours since you both started crying in each other's arms, but in reality, it couldn't have been more than a couple of minutes. He leans back and looks into your eyes again, panicking, "God....I....I'm so sorry I said that love....I swear I didn't mean too, I swear I didn't, I don't know what came over me, I-", the panicked apologies and explanations kept falling out of his mouth over and over again. After letting him let all of it out, you hold his face again and wipe at the tears on his cheeks, and you put both of your hands on either side of his face. He sniffles and kisses the palm of your hand, "I promise I didn't mean it love, I swear...", his tone is full of desperation, he really is being honest. "I know baby, I know....you've been thinking about this for a while now haven't you....", he gives a small nod, "...you just seemed...really overwhelmed...".

Although it hurt and upset you, although he's worried and uneasy, although you both seemed a little lost, a whole night of holding each other and talking about your feelings, your expectations of your relationship, and what you want in it seemed to calm the both you down, especially Simon.

[aloneatpeace]

Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 24

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BENNETT HOUSE 🏠

After showering and changing into new sets of clothes you head down to the kitchen with rushed steps your bag sling over your shoulder with your costume inside, scott had been on the edge, texting from stiles phone worrying over that he can't find his and worrying that derek being caught by Argent, though you are sure they wouldn't kill derek something about him being held captive by Kate argent rubs you the wrong way. Though the tow you only had a brief confrontation the aura around her was not good and it not the factor that she is huntress, a werewolf huntress who niece is girlfriend of your newly accidently turned werewolf friend.

The fact she saw you and derek together also not good, even when you were shaken from the vision you could feel the hatred and range pouring out of derek then, now connecting the dots and Argent's involvements, Kate Argent hands in the fire make sense but there is something else, something that you still don't know about derek and kate argent, there was a lot of resentment and pure disgust derek was feeling then, it was too much.

Though he is an asshole who really testing your patience you all need derek with you, there is only little you can help with scott's werewolf's side. Derek can tech him more than you can and dealing with peter would be easier if derek is on your side.

"Grams do you know anything about location spell?"

Gram's frown putting the book down on the table "and who did you lost?"

"A grumpy wolf." You sit down next to her

"Peter Hale is the alpha he turned scott after he killed his niece because he wasn't himself though sam and dean said he did that in order to steal alpha spark and I believe that. And then went on rampage killing everyone who caused the Hale house fire which is done by Kate Argent and some criminals and derek just got captured by the Argent scott got shot that's why I didn't come home last night, by the way did have what I asked yesterday"

Grams sighs nodding slowly, she is half minded about helping you since she knows there is no good associating with dark creatures of supernatural but there is no going back now seeing how involved you are now especially since Scott is now a werewolf "I remember the fire; it was truly tragic." You nod "you don't need my help though."

You sit up straight "What you mean? I do need your help to find him and tech my how to handle my powers."

She says your name with a soft tone taking your hands in her "Your power cannot be controlled by me or anyone its only possible by you, chaos magic very different from my power. But that doesn't mean I'll leave everything to you alone. But you need to acknowledge that your power is one of kind in every universe, while you don't use incantations while using your power the magic its incantation the chaos magic manifest from yourself. You may think there is no spell when you blasted my window but there is one."

"So that's mean while you and bonnie gets hand written manual become Sabrina but I don't." She nods you let out a sigh falling back "Thank god because there is no way I was gonna learn the Gilmore."

Grams gives you an exhausted look at your words "But learning can help you when the time needed someone can absorb your power and use it against you so you need to use your power understand and perfect it."

"Yeah, yeah. So how do I find him?"

Grams roll her eyes standing up "Use your head." she walks away you starts to follow her "what you mean use my head.?"

Following her to her room she takes out small box handing to you "here, what you asked for."

"Thanks, but can you be more specific."

"Try doing it your own and understand and feel your powers then we will see the rest."

"Good tip, how exactly I do that?."

"Use your head, that's it."

You huff mimicking her words a beep from your phone alert you making you rush out your home towards scott's home, clenching the little box tightly in your grasp.

MCCALL HOUSE 🏠

"Call it again."

"It's not here. Okay, so you lost your phone. Why don't you just get a new one?"

"I can't afford a new one, and I can't do this alone. We have to find Derek."

Stiles looks offended at his comment "Well, A) you're not alone, you have me and y/n; and B) didn't you say Derek walked into gunfire? He sounds pretty dead."

"Argent's plan was to use him to get to the Alpha. They're not gonna kill him." scott run around the room looking for his device.

"All right, so then, just let them do what they're planning, you know? They use Derek to find Peter, problem solved." Stile's shrug slowing down remembering how you said not letting derek died but recent events had changed his perspective.

Scott frustrated turn to stiles "Not if Peter's going after Allison to find Derek! I can't protect her on my own, which means we either find Derek first--Just-just help me!"

"You know, you probably lost it when you two were fighting. You remember that? When he was trying to kill you? After you interrupted him trying to kill Jackson? Are you starting to see a pattern of violent behavior, here?"

"He wasn't going to kill anyone. And I'm not letting him die. And neither does y/n. just because be he gone back being a pain in the ass, she or I don't want him to die."

Stiles narrow his eyes at scott "Are you repeating her name because you think I'm scared of her." scott turns to stiles his brow raised, his lips curled lightly.

"It works doesn't it."

Stile's huff leaning his chin on the chair "It does." He mummers "What?"

"My mom just got home from work."

[on the phone] Hi. It's me. Melissa McCall. I'm giving you a call. That always sounds really weird because of my last name... McCall... So, yeah, um, you know, I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to reschedule dinner or lunch. It doesn't have to be dinner-- lunch is good. Or maybe you would like to do coffee, or maybe you're a tea drinker? I don't know... You know, we could also just go out for drinks... Yeah, 'cause I think I need a few after this profoundly embarrassing phone call. So, if this really doesn't freak you out too much after this disastrous call, free free to, um, give me a call...

"Is she okay? What's she doing?"

"Crying." Sitting on the bed scott looks down with a tried face, stiles sit silently scott head perk up, he looks out the window.

"Scott, you can't protect everyone." Stiles says softly standing up from thee chair he walks towards scott "What?" he looks out the window as well.

"I guess I don't have to do it alone." Scott whispers your name; you stand on passenger side of melissa car before getting in.

"Hey, we are really sorry about last night. I know sorry doesn't cut it."

Mellissa sits silent for a moment before nodding you glance at her "you know he wasn't even that good looking did he bring you flowers.?"

"He didn't actually."

"See even I bring you flowers whenever I come to see you." "And I have something right here."

"Are you trying to bribe me with gifts now."

"No, I am gifting something precious to someone who is equally precious."

There is a moment of silence before you speak again "I know you were going out for first time in while and we messed up that, but don't go back to ignoring your life, you already spend sacrificing your life for everyone around you don't hold back from enjoying it again. Trust me Scott doesn't want it nor do I or stiles. You too deserve to live your life as melissa not just as Scott's mom or town's best nurse. We're truly sorry, I really sorry. "

Melissa let out a sniffle her lips curling up "when did you get all wise.?"

"I don't know, no, truly." Melissa laugh "I swear to god, the sappy thing is not my division."

"Just promise me you would wear this all time, please."

"I will since you asked nicely."

"And also, I asked workshop to fix up your car, they will come so I got that."

"You can't change my mind, I already pay for that, don't fight it." you get out the car.

She calls you but you shake your head "I can't hear you." you run towards the house stopping when you see scott and stiles head stick out the window. "What are you guys doing, we have to go now."

Stiles and scott nod before disappearing from the window.

The three you walk through the hallway to class "Anyway what did you give my mom."

"Its charm, grams made it. its connected into my magic and grams it will protect her from supernatural creature, anything that comes to harm here won't be able success. And I will be able feel if anything going to happen he. Just like I did with you."

"With me?"

Stiles excitedly turns scott towards him "oh yeah, last night when we crashed your mom's date with the psychotic murderous werewolf, she just gone blank and said your name and we both run around the woods trying to find. For moment I thought she got possessed."

Scott looks worried at stiles claims his eyes shifting between his friends in concern. "Anyway, got any way to find derek?" he glances your way.

You suck air through your teeth tilting your head sideways "well grams said something about using my head. but I don't know what that means at all."

"that's not good."

"Well maybe stiles or Danny can hack into your phone and find the location."

Scott turns to stiles "why didn't you tell me about that?"

Stiles nervously grins "well, I was inclined to the idea of not bothering about derek."

You and scott side eyes stiles making the said male huff at his friend's judgmental gaze "Hey it's not my fault that he joined his psychotic uncle's murder spree."

"Yeah, anyway you losers got any dates and your costumes' ready.?"

Scott halt on his steps "I thought we all going." Frowning even more when stiles give you the judge eyes "Aren't we not?"

"Well, someone is choosing hoes before bros."

You roll your yes "Stiles"

"Yes?"

"Shut up." You turn to scott "I might have someone but I'm not sure he would even come."

Scott push stiles away making stiles give a bitch face at his action, scott's puppy face full on act "Who?"

"Issac Lahey. But like I said I don't know if he will come otherwise, I've danny to tag along." You turn to stiles with a sweet smile making stiles suspiciously squints his eyes at you "And you know who doesn't have date. Lydia and she's in desperate need of one"

Stiles eyes lit up he push scott away making the later stumble a little he shook your shoulders "How desperate are we talking?"

"Enough that she would say yes to you."

"A little jab at my already nonexistent self-esteem, but I'll take it." Stiles said with a wide grin.

"you're welcome." Parting after giving stiles an innocent smile as the three of you goes to class.

You sigh seeing all your text that been send to Isaac is left unread, and no calls leading to straight to voicemail. The time for Halloween party is getting closer Lydia and Allison had gone for last minute shopping scott following them unknowingly in case peter decided pull any stunts again.

You let out few sneezes that echoes at loud library the scolding of librarian never come leaning your head on your head look around, it is perfect time to do at least try whatever grams said. Shaking your head you sit straight and close your eyes focusing on the sounds around you, the sound of the wind rushing through the windows becoming clear and slowly but surely the you see people and their thoughts swimming around you.

The voice gets loud as it is and pace of thoughts gets rapid and you search for Derek's but it doesn't get easier as the voice and thoughts and face increase your head feel likes its gonna explode. You call out his name just as it gets too much you shudder taking opening your eyes your chest heaving wildly.

On the other side of the town derek jolts awake as he hears your fading voice in his head, he's sudden awake make Kate argent look at him. derek says your name in haze but gets no response.

(I'm thinking this as your Halloween outfit no crown but you're welcome to imagine other outfit as well. )

The costume fits you like a glove, Lydia in her own costume which is Morticia Addams stiles is the one taking her to the party, Allison ironically dressed up as huntress. Something in you doesn't sit right with you, its feel like somethinig big and importantly something bad is going to happen today,  tonight. You couldn't figure out where derek is, now you're waiting for Danny or stiles to come early so one of them can hack into scott phone and find the location.

You groan slumping further in the seat while the two girls get ready, you drown out their conversation not hearing Lydia asking about your date.

Lydia huff before marching towards you she tugs on your hands making you stand up just then you see a vision of her lying unconscious and bloody at the field with peter looming over her with his fangs out and red eyes glowing you stumble at the sudden vision Allison also rush towards you at Lydia yelp when your legs give out though the visions doesn't stop as Allison crouch down next to and you see the image of derek tied to chain's Kate Argents and her and them walking out the Hale's house.

"You okey?"

"Are you drunk?"

You frown at Lydia "no?" they help you stand up your head is splitting "I'm fine, I'm fine...but leg fell asleep, that's it."

Allison looks unsure while Lydia roll her eyes at you "I'm gonna get some water." You drag your feet towards the door hesitantly looking back at them you close the door behind. You hurriedly take your phone out calling stiles but the honk and familiar sound of his jeep on making you look up from the phone you.

You rush to the door opening and close it behind you, stiles step out the jeep his eyes widening at your figure standing speechless. You drag him by his tie moving away from entering the house.

"Woah, slow down."

You impatiently sigh "you need to keep Lydia safe, I saw peter hurting her and I think Allison knows about werewolf she and kite is keeping derek chained in the hale house."

"Woah......woah! wait. What?"

You nod "yeah, I'm going to get derek, you need to keep Lydia safe don't let her go anywhere. And tell scott to be safe." you take out your phone texting and apologizing to Danny that you won't make it to the party.

"Wait...Wait." Stiles take hold of your arm before you can walk away. "Stay with us."

"No stiles, we need derek you need to accept that. You will be okey. just stay with crowed." Stiles tug you again. Stiles goes to the driver seat, and comes back with taser gun.

"Use this if derek tries anything, for the peace of my mind." Stiles exhale before pulling you into a hug "Please come back in one piece."

You sigh into the embrace "you too." Stiles goes inside Lydia house with bouquet of red rose you take out your phone scrolling down until the unknown number that send you mysterious text claiming 'come save your friends' you assume this peter's phone or someone's phone that he uses and send the text.

Series masterlist

[isatswap]

(isat spoilers, full game just in case) tell me about typos because oops

Sussed out

TTOS version of Kinda Sus dialogue from ISAT

Bonnie: ...

Loop: "..."

Bonnie: ...Oh, do you want me to start? Bonnie: We did it, Loop! Our journey is over now. Bonnie: ...meh. Bonnie: Looking back, this part was kinda...short, compared to our whole journey.

(...Only short for your party. You don't even remember how long you've been trapped.)

Bonnie: But we saved Vaugarde, Loop! That's something to brag about, right? Bonnie: I bet my sister will be impressed when I finally go back home. Bonnie: It was fun travelling with you, but i still need to take care after her. Or at least make sure she is OK. She is probably VERY confused right now, haha! Bonnie: Although, I might need to continue my travels after this...

Loop: (Oh, you know why, teehee~)

"To find a birthday gift for her?"

"To find the rarest Vaugardian recipe?"

Bonnie: Oh, you managed to figure it out! Congratulations! Probably makes sense because we are a family of chefs... Bonnie: Don't tell the others. I like seeing Mira trying to guess, it's so cute. Bonnie: What's it gonna be next? A silverware set? A golden spatula?

Loop: (You wanna see them laugh again...) "Well, she isn't cooking with these gueses"

(Bonnie makes a pained expresion, but after a second lets out a long "pfffft")

Bonnie: Hahaha! Fine, you win. Bonnie: I'll miss you, Loop. Including your jokes. Bonnie: Even though I never knew too much about you, I know you are a good person. And that is what matters, right? But you shouldn't hide from us this much, okay? We'd love to listen to your problems! Bonnie: You can also visit me at Bambouche! You'll get to see my kick-crab sister!

(Bonnie smiles at you joyfully.)

(You fake a smile with your eyes.)

Bonnie: ...That isn't fooling anyone. What's-

Odile: HEY! WHY IS THERE A LEAF IN MY BOOK???

Isa: W-WHAT?

Bonnie: ...oops, that was me. Forgot to tell her I've used her book for herb drying, hehe. Bonnie: But really, you don't look...happy. Is everything good? Need a snack?

Loop: "...What do you mean? I'm fine, teehee..."

Bonnie: That "teehee" was even more fake than your smile. Bonnie: And I don't just mean now! You've felt off since yesterday! You've stopped being mysterious and sassy and cool like usual! Now it's just kinda...sad. Bonnie: What's wrong, Loop?

Loop: "Nothing!"

(Augh, you said it too quick! Now they will ask more questions...)

Bonnie: ....fine. You could've just said you don't want to talk about it. Bonnie: But don't pretend it isn't there. I notice it because I care.

Loop: *mumbling* "...what would you notice, anyway...."

(...Bonnie...closes their eyes and sighs.)

Bonnie: Oh, I notice a lot of things, Loop.

(...?! Did you say it too loudly?!)

Bonnie: ...I could brush off the fact that you don't pay attention to traps... Or the way you find keys like you already knew about them, especially that Crying Key...

Loop: (!!!) "Boniface, wai-"

Bonnie: You're the person who is supposed to do those things, after all. But I draw the line at the books you've read.

(!!!!!)

Bonnie: See... I might not be as smart as Isa or Dile... But I am the oldest in the group. I feel like I need to look after you all very carefully. Bonnie: ... Bonnie: I am also a chef.

(...?)

Bonnie: Even now I can feel it... This sickly sweet scent around you. You read a book about it here, right?

Loop: (OH NO) "Bonnie, please..."

(You feel your pupils shaking.)

Bonnie: ...That was when I started to connect the dots, as Dile would say. Your sudden change of attitude, the books, the smell... Bonnie: Now that I say it, it also explains why you were unfazed by the spikes in the Death Corridor.

(YOU NEED TO STOP THIS. YOU CAN'T LET THEM FIND OUT!!!)

Loop: "B-but how would I know?!" Loop: "It the first time I'm here, so there is no way I could've known, right? I'm just trying to be cool, haha!"

(Your small laughs are getting pathetic.)

Bonnie: Oh, there is one way. You should know by now, with all your "research".

(!!!)

Bonnie: I wanted you to say it yourself, but it seems like I have to. Bonnie: You have been here before. Just not on your travels. You have been repeating this part of our journey. I guess more than once, even. Bonnie: Did something happen? Did you wish to loop back, just to cancel-

Loop: "NO!"

Odile, Mirabelle, Isa: !

Loop: "SOMETHING DID HAPPEN! BUT I DIDNT WISH FOR IT!"

(Tears start running down your cloaked face.)

Loop: "And I don't even know what happened! We have won! We should have won many days ago!"

Bonnie: Loop, please-

Loop: "And you can't figure it out more than me! Because you can't remember! And I never have the courage to share it!"

(The taste of the sugar...)

(You drop to your knees.)

Mirabelle: Loop, why are you yelling?

Odile: What is going on?

(They all can feel it. You can see it on their faces. Especially Bonnie's.)

Loop: "BECAUSE I THINK LIKE IT'S ALL MY FAULT! AND IT IS, ISN'T IT! I AM THE ONE THAT CAUSED ALL OF THIS SOMEHOW!"

Bonnie: No, wait-

Loop: "And if you remembered all the things I tried to get out, you would abandon me! You would hate me! And, and-"

<Loopback.>

Bonnie: ....fine. You could've just said you don't want to talk about it. Bonnie: But don't pretend it isn't there. I notice it because I care.

(You barely manage not to continue yelling.)

Loop: ...Thank you, Bonnie. But I don't want to talk about it, yes.

(Bonnie smiles.)

Bonnie: See, that was easy! But do get a snack later, you look... pale.

(...yeah, it was easy...)

<Memory of Scent>

"Boniface cares about you. [Increases the effectiveness of healing skills of the wearer]"

[papabearbobbynash]

Hi, it's the anon asking about Bobby earlier. Thank you for the reply 🙏🏻

Yes, I get Athena going to seek revenge. If anything season 7 really shows how Bobby's and Athena's story has intertwined. We get to see that by Bobby's trauma resurfaced again by seeing Amir Athena was also spiralling because she has trauma of losing Emmet her first love. That's why Athena was so scared of losing Bobby. We see her paying attention the his behaviour and able to confront him about it. We get to see the deep love shared by Bobby and Athena. That's what makes their story so beautiful. Two people who are meant to be after they both suffered great losses.

Though i hate to see their house burned down but it's great symbolism for next season when they build a new house together like their building a new chapter of their lives together. Hope Michael would be there to help them rebuild. I miss the shenanigans of Michael and Bobby. Bobby needs a best friend outside of 118.

But back to the finale, why didn't they make it a 2 hour finale. And yes I don't really like the daddy kink conversation right after Buck admitted that Bobby is the father he never had. It would be better if Buck said it in the hospital then Tommy follow that up when they were alone you know. And the finale could end with everyone were at Bobby's bedside and he was just opening his eyes. I love to scene where Athena was running to Bobby. It was a beautiful scene. Personally I would go crazy if they left Bobby in a coma until next season 😅. Maybe have the chief visited Bobby in a hospital declining his resignation but inform the 118 that while Bobby is healing Gerrard would take over. That would be a great cliffhanger.

Thanks papabear 🙏🏻

Hi! Thanks again for asking me 🙏🏻

Oh don't get me wrong, them leaving Bobby's life hanging in the balance for the finale would wreck my stressed mind 😂 (i was spiralling so hard for 3 weeks straight, imagine whole months? I would go insane, but at least i would look forward with much more interest than with that stinky man leading the team in such an anti-climatic reveal).

Idk I think after we get spoiled about a cliffhanger in the finale, that being it was something else (derogatory)... especially by how rushed it was.

Anyway, at least there are indeed stuff to look forward. Hopefully as someone pointed to me, this arc with Gerard might provide us a compensation with 118 realising and reflecting on how close they were of losing Bobby after it's revealed to them he did quit his job. We could get stronger reactions from

Buck: because that is his father and he almost lost him without knowing.

Chimney: who knew about the suicidal mentality Bobby had before and would connect the dots.

Eddie: because as it's pointed in interviews, Bobby is one of his rocks and would be great to see both trying to help each other considering the turmoil they're facing in their lives. I mean Bobby knows in quite literal way what is like to feel you failed your children and Eddie he was in a dark mindset not long ago and would be great to see him help Bobby again like in S5 or to Bobby help him with once again considering what Eddie is going through.

Hen: Knowing how hard she went to rescue him in the beginning of the season, defying orders and all, and how much overshadowed it is their relationship in general, where people believe they're more "besties" due her being Athena's besties, even though Bobby has been quite fatherly to her as well and she admires him, we should definitely get more about it than just a numbed reaction to him in the bed shifting to "where is Athena".

However I hope the storyline with Gerard it's not only about that ofc, because we definitely need the focus on Hen and Chimney regarding that man's behavior as they are the parts most affected by this change in the line of command considering their history with that a**ole, and i would be pissed off if the writers ignored their mindsets on that.

Also talking about Athena. I believe she spiraling due Bobby's behavior and acting recklessly was more from her reminding of May's suicidal attempt than from Emmet. I think she started to notice the signs Bobby was giving and panicked, because she knew exactly what was the road he was walking into. I think Emmet callback only hit her in the hospital since she woke up and had the impression Bobby might not wake up, what is basically the same way Emmet was gone. She only knew when he was already dead, when she couldn't do anything to prevent his death and was only left to pick the pieces of a painful enigma that was to find the culprit, because this was the only thing she could do for Emmet. So yeah I think in terms of emotional work we actually got quite great Athena work regarding how she faced the possibility of losing Bobby, because she was going through it, even if it was mixed up with a very questionable behavior (although i expected it because she has been like this since S1) Ending this with happier thoughts! I can't wait for bathena house hunting shenanigans, the domesticity of it all, more May and Harry, maybe they even bring Charlie for the picture (although they could have done this in this season to bridge Bobby's childhood flashback in a stronger meaningful way than the desert) but mostly important, I hope a better insight in how are they doing after their argument, in how they are dealing with the dark mindset Bobby just went through, because almost dying twice in a spam of 2 months is not a proper or recommended way of solving communication problems 😂

[dribs-and-drabbles]

Laws of attraction ep 5

Will I have much to say this week beyond ajkldsvdfjhljgf? (turns out yes and no).

Aaaaaaand we're straight back to our unhinged evil babygirl. (who wears four different colours like this?! 🤦🏽‍♀️)

I was right about the 'doll' being able to record sounds! So what has been recorded from that night?

Ploy and her beautiful mother in red (revenge?) and green (Tonkhao?)...and fuck this particular drone shot for being so glorious.

I like that Tinn and Charn can go from heated disagreements about good/bad and right/wrong and then be flirty with each other, acknowledging their mutual attraction.

It's true, though, that had nothing bad happened, Tinn and Charn wouldn't have had such a strong (emotional) connection. They may have just been a one night stand because Tinn may have realised that Charn was morally dubious and not wanted to see him again. But now, Tinn is challenging Charn (and vice versa) to reassess their values and to almost like each other despite their differences.

Ima need someone to tell me what flower that is and the symbolism behind it...

Please! They're too fricking cute!

Tonkhao loved the colour blue 😭 (blue that might be Tinn's [and Charn's] colour - check out the underpants - but also..."Expect the Unexpected"?! And then "Where everything can happen"?! What are these messages preparing us for?!).

Omg, someone tell Silvy to stop being so gorgeous (I've been listening to her music this week too).

The green tie and pocket square returns for when Charn is wanting to know more about Tonkhao. I like that the pocket square also has a bit of red on it (for the revenge in Charn's heart?).

So I read someone's theory that Wit could be the 'mole' - it sort goes in line with what Charn has said about how people are easily bought with money and the people closest to you will hurt you the most if they betray you. I hope Charn already suspects Wit and that's why he hasn't said anything about the doll to him.

It was kinda obvious that Chai was going to be killed in prison.

The desire for revenge, or their passion for justice, (or both), is getting stronger.

This is a godawful tie. Oh Charn. smh.

I want to see Thee smile. And be hugged. This must happen. (I've seen people talking about how they need Tanthai to be hugged/shown affection by Thee, but honestly, Thee needs the physical comfort too).

I really hope they're setting up Wit to expose himself as the mole. It feels really contrived, so it has to be a set up 🤞🏽 (And thank goodness it was).

Also, Silvy and Organ. You're both amazing. Don't stop.

At the very least there should be a fire extinguisher somewhere in that office. 🤦🏽‍♀️

I'm sorry but I laughed SO HARD when the building blew up 😂

THIS IS THE BEST FUCKING THING TO HAVE HAPPENED IN THIS ENTIRE SERIES SO FAR. AND SILVY WITH A RAINBOW BOA AND THE GRANDMOTHER WITH A GREEEEEN ONE!! ICONIC!!!

I love Silvy's rainbow dots tattoo. (this is becoming a Silvy appreciation post, btw)

I realise I haven't mentioned Tanthai or Thatthep...but the green (of Tonkhao?) is till looming behind/on them. I still don't know what to make of Thatthep in shades of blue...but it's interesting this ep that Tanthai wears dark green and then black (with white stripes) - so no blue. Is this indicative of Tanthai pulling away from his father?...

And it looks like we might learn more about Charn's past next week, bringing more angst. I like that Charn's in green as he decides to go back to Bang Don Pan Village - the source of his trauma - and I'd like to think this (and Rose in all blue) is showing that, even though Charn is telling Rose that he wants to control Thatthep's power and wealth, he will in the end pursue justice for Tonkhao and Tinn. The love of a good man (Tinn) will guide him there...eventually. (Also...and I'm only putting this here so I can come back and gloat later...but the handles of all the knives behind Charn look red - what if Charn stabs Thatthep in the end?)

[sapphostoes]

Good morning twumblr, it's time to fill you in on my work flirtationship so I can start screaming updates about it in the heat of the moment as they occur. Scroll to the bottom for just the most recent fireworks

We're gonna call her Angela (but her real name is cuter 💕) (sorry to any Angelas in the audience 🙏)

So right away, the tastefully spicy thing about this is that she's my boss 😶 Like she's the head of the entire department. So it's very very not allowed for us to be nonplatonic with each other. My long term goal is to get promoted to a different department, so if that ends up happening, then we'd have the green light to be gross together. But for now, there's a very clear line that we can't cross -- though part of me wonders if she might eventually suggest crossing it anyway 😳 She's a lil mischievous like that 🤷‍♀️

At first I was skeptical of the vibes I was picking up from her. I've definitely been confidently wrong about people being into me before, and she's a proper baddie, so it'd be easy to fall into wishful thinking about her. For starters, I'm a tall trans girl, and while I'm definitely doing pretty well for myself, I certainly don't fully pass. She's a short lil thing, easily one of the most attractive people in the building, and had literally just transitioned from one relationship into another within the first few days after I met her. She's also ~10 years older than me, and she's spoken negatively about age gaps in relationships (although she was talking about a much larger one). And for the first few weeks (foreshadowing), she was giving off zero queer vibes whatsoever. So there were a lot of reasons to think that she simply would not be into me.

Now let's review all the evidence that she's into me.

First Impressions

Angela has thrown me for a loop from day 1. She was actually away on business for my first 2 weeks or so, so I was trained by someone else. Being a kinky queerdo with an extra spotlight already on me bc of the whole trans thing, I had been very cautious and guarded with my presentation up to this point. Then Angela came back, and it turns out that she's a real "loosen up, have some fun!" type. She's incredible at her job, but she could not be less interested in formalities, and you can hear her laughing from halfway across the building about once an hour. While she was away, everyone told me I would just love her, and jfc were they correct 🫠 (I've always had a thing for funny girls 💜💜)

On the first shift where I spent a significant amount of time with Ashley one on one, she talked freely about the details of her messy breakup, mentioned having a boudoir FB profile pic, showed me a picture of a cute client that she calls her "other boyfriend," and described her complicated feelings about Freddie Kruger, which she called a "fear and fascination." (She apparently sees him in her dreams about 80% of the time 👀) This was all very endearing, but also pretty difficult to respond to. Then, in a move that I think was at least somewhat intended to get a read on me, she jokingly said,

"I'm sure you're gonna ask [the higher ups] not to schedule you with this crazy bitch again."

I felt like my response to this would likely set the tone for the rest of our relationship, and I did really vibe with the weirdness she was putting out, so I opened up just a little bit.

"No, not at all! I'm ... ... I really shouldn't be saying this, but ... ... I'm pretty weird as well, so this is definitely my speed."

Her response confused me and made me start to wonder for the first time if there might be some subtext:

"That's cool. I like when people are open with their weirdness. It's just a question of whether I want to do it with you or not."

Do it with me? Do what with me?? I thought back over what I'd said for the next few days and wondered if I'd accidentally implied something flirty, but I really don't think so. Then I started connecting some dots -- her messy romantic life, her boudoir photo shoots, her outspoken attraction to many different people, and her "fear and fascination" with a horror villain. And all of this information just within a single day on the job with her, plus this mysterious line about doing weird things with people. I thought it would be wishful thinking to conclude that she was signaling interest in me, but I was fairly convinced that she was at least trying to signal *something* to me. If I was seeing the signs of a kinky nonmonogamous nympho in her, maybe she had me clocked as well. After all, she's a *very* socially intelligent person.

Getting Closer

(This part is just a collection of small moments and details)

I mostly put the first encounter out of my mind after a while. There weren't any other super conspicuous signals for a few days, and I wasn't spending a ton of time around her.

Then Angela came into the office while I was sitting in the break room, and she greeted me with a sing-songy "Hey you." This was maybe the 5th time we'd ever even been in a room together. I've never heard her greet anyone else this way, including other employees who she's very affectionate with in a maternal sort of way, *and including her boyfriend who works in another department!!* My heart fluttered, and I just said "Hey" back with a clearly surprised tone in my voice.

As I've gotten more comfortable with my coworkers generally, I've started letting myself be a little goofy here and there, and I've noticed that I'll often make Angela laugh even when she's busy with something across the room. One day, I made a joke that really landed with her, and without hesitation she said "[Sappho], I'm so glad you're part of our little group." Which, yknow, was a nice feeling 🥺🥺

One day, I partly overheard Angela from across the room saying something about a past relationship with a woman. I wasn't sure if I'd heard correctly, but then just a few days later at our holiday party, half of the girls in the department suddenly just started spontaneously acknowledging that they're kinda queer one after another, very much including Angela, who said that she's "fluid." Despite the fact that I was rapidly getting way too drunk, I stayed very *very* quiet during this conversation. Probably too quiet!

Over the next few days, Angela would spontaneously say things like "I need to start dating women again" very publicly. I know that she hasn't been super forward about it before, because one of these times, another department head who she's worked super closely with for at least a year asked her "Wait, so you like ... actually dated a woman?" To which Angela answered very matter-of-factly "Yep." And because by this point I'm full-on conspiracy boarding, I have to wonder if she brought it up at least partially so that I would hear it. I'll admit that's a bit of a stretch, but it's something I would do, and I think it's something she would do as well.

One night, Angela was in a conversation with another manager about attractive clients, including Angela's "other boyfriend" who I learned about before. (I've gotten to see them flirt very heavy handedly with each other now, and it's cute 🥰) I stayed out of the conversation, but I had a work-related issue to ask Angela about, so eventually I said, "Sorry, I was trying not to interrupt your conversation, but--"

Angela cut in, emphatically and with a mix of joking and genuine frustration: "[Sappho], *join* the conversation!!!! It's okay to talk about who you're attracted to!!" I don't even remember how I got out of that tbh lmao, I just know we dealt with the work thing soon after. The subject of attractive clients briefly came back up again later, and I could see Angela in my peripheral vision trying to pierce my soul with her eyes as I continued to stay out of it.

The Challenge

Fam, I said everything up to this point so I could talk about this moment.

Yesterday afternoon.

I was walking from the front desk to the back office and about to reach for the door handle. The door started to open, and I stepped back to avoid getting hit with it.

It was Angela.

She said, "Whoops, almost got you," as she came out.

Without really thinking, I said in a bit of a sing-songy way, "Almost, you're gonna have to try harder than that!" as I passed through the door.

A beat passed. It occurred to me that was pretty damn playful on my part for being at work.

Then I heard her voice from behind me. She didn't sound upset per se, but there was a sudden intensity in her voice:

"Do *not* challenge me."

The door finished closing on its own.

I leaned against another doorway and took a moment to seriously, unironically catch my breath. I felt flushed for the next two hours.

I simply do not have a plausible explanation for what that was other than raw sexual tension, on full display. I'm deathly curious how everyone else on the other side of the door read that moment. I know she wasn't annoyed with me or anything, because she hung out with me as much as possible for the rest of the night. When it was time to go home, she asked me if I'd be working the next day (today), and she was visibly disappointed when I said no.

I have thought about very few things other than this in the ~24 hours since. At the beginning, this whole thing felt like a fun work fantasy about my hottie boss who maybe also thought I was cute, with a little kick of danger to it. Now there's no denying I'm feeling some very real feelings for this woman.

Further updates as they come 💖

[tdmtdmtd]

COOLMATH GAMES ARG

yes, you read that right, that one website you used to use during school has an ARG in progress. I only found this out yesterday thanks to a TikTok by six1four7

so naturally I went to the cmg website to see if it was true and sure enough

The website has cracked and clicking on it takes you to this webpage

There is a chance you click it and go to the URL /where-am-i where the page name is changed and a title is added

Decoding the Morse and the Polybius give the same phrase: IMLOST.

Decoding the binary you get

Hello? Can you hear me?

I'm looking for someone.

I hear strange noises.

Please, help me.

So without knowing what to do, I think of FNaF and check the code of the page to find nothing. So I go back to TikTok and look for the CoolMath Games ARG. Only finding three other videos, and one of them had an idea

Nat here decided to check the CMG Instagram, which is the only place that covers what's happening to the website. So, checking the Instagram, turns out this started October 17th with a post about finding an old folder in the office next to them. I can't show it because I used my video on the TikTok from earlier, but I have screenshots from the files within the video.

The rest are printed out emails I didn't feel like trying to get screenshots of, so if you want to, go for it.

From these documents, we find that CMG was working on a project #675,

"It's a fun, classic game players would love", "The main character would be... in a world of black and white."

They wanted to give the game some color, but had trouble lighting it up. They wanted to add a monster to the game, that would take place in a forest, with a child protagonist. The game planned to have balloons and puzzles related. The game was in fact finished, however the developer didn't want to take out something the team wanted to get rid of, so the team scrapped the project and moved onto another developer.

After the list of emails, there are some screenshots of the game.

However, I want to focus on the page with the text "can not proceed", if you don't recognize the face in there, that is the monster from the CMG version of hangman. Now I've been trying to connect the dots of this game to hangman for you, but if you don't see the similarities, don't worry, we'll get to that later. Because the next day, we got another update.

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And the next day

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And the next day...

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And then some time goes by with nothing. And by some time I mean three days. Then we get a crack

Hell, even earlier today there was another update. The prototype is still there in the dropbox.

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Got all that? Great! Now I wanna show you the connections from this to CMG Hangman.

In CMG Hangman, you play as a child in a black and white forest with faded balloons. It is labeled as a classic where you solve the puzzle

And when you start the game, you encounter not just a monster, but the same monster from earlier.

My prediction is that the game in the ARG is an "earlier" version of Hangman. But I didn't have much else to solve or do, so bored, I decided to play the game pinned on the insta, not thinking of anything.

Everyone meet Coolmath Games: The Game (spoiler warning, good game go play!)

The story goes as follows. You, an intern, are arriving at your first day in the CMG office. After giving everyone smoothies brought to you from the Hangman kid something goes wrong and the game the team was planning to launch later explodes with game fragments going everywhere. It's up to you to grab at least 3 fragments and put together a game of your own. The way you do that is by doing puzzles around the office. One of those puzzles is somewhat 3D and well, it looks like this:

what's interesting is that this puzzle is right in completed right next to Vicky, the one controlling social media for CMG

Does that face look familiar, it's Maddy, the one who found the prototype. But hey maybe it's nothing I mean you are allowed to use a cartoon version of yourself as your profile picture sure, and maybe they weren't allowed to use real names in the game. Sure. But then we go to the story of the game over on Cleo's computer, and when you ask for the name of the game, you get this.

And since it's a text game, I'm just gonna type out the important part of the game out on here instead of using screenshots.

You find yourself in a small, dark cabin. A pervasive smell of pine and mud fills your nostrils, and a sharp, cold wind crashes against the rickety windows. Behind you is a hallway, on your right is a hatch leading to the basement, and in front, the main entrance. (main entrance > start walking > head left > Camp out here. It's better than that creepy cabin) You set Camp - leaning up against a sturdy oak, your legs pulled up into your jacket. You slowly allow yourself to fall asleep, only to awaken in a familiar place... [you're back at the cabin]

The second page of the first Instagram post says as follows:

"The developer decided it would be fun to 'punish' the player for not exploring the different routes. If the player decides to always take the middle routes, they will get no puzzles."

To me the fact that these two things are so close together feel important, and, but maybe the game is unrelated, but this is where I am now. Sitting in my bedroom at 2:48am, finally finishing this long text post about the Coolmath Games ARG, asking for help solving it. If there's another update later today, I'll update my post, most likely by reblogging it or making a new post and linking this. Who knows.