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ladamedusoif · 3 months

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Long Distance - Marcus Pike x F!Reader

Pairing: Marcus Pike x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit; 18+ MDNI

Word count: ~2000

Warnings: SMUT; Established relationship; Reader lives in Europe; No physical description of Reader; Older!Marcus; Marcus with a PhD; FaceTime sex; masturbation (F and M); oral sex (F receiving); unprotected but safe PiV sex; dirty talk; come (cum) play

Summary: Happily settled with you on the other side of the Atlantic and now working primarily in consultancy, Dr Marcus Pike sometimes finds himself travelling back to the US for work. But there’s always video calling, right?

A/N: I got...carried away. Ahem. I'm not really using taglists any more so follow my writing blog @ladameecrit and turn on notifications. Thank you @agentjackdaniels for previewing this smutty little story.

You never really sleep easy when he’s not here. Strange, after all those years on your own, comfortably splayed out across your large mattress. A year of sharing a bed with Marcus, though, and you feel unsettled without him.

The display on your sunrise alarm clock reads 1.30am when your phone lights up with a message.

You still awake? x

Your fingertips tap out a swift response.

Very much so. x

You settle yourself and your phone as the call comes through. A moment of connection, and there he is: Marcus. Your Marcus, looking so very distinguished with his wavy, silver-streaked hair, warm eyes, and mischievous, boyish smile. He breaks into a wide grin as you appear on the screen.

“There you are, baby.”

"Here I am, love. How are you doing?” You cast a glimpse over the schlubby old FBI t-shirt he sometimes wears lounging around the house. “Are you in bed already?”

Marcus groans and rolls his eyes. “Yup, pretty much. I’m so tired, the clients all want to start at the crack of dawn. Why are they all so obsessed with breakfast meetings here?”

You chuckle. “Sweet man, you’ve become Europeanised.”

"I mean, you do have the better coffee.” He props himself up, resting his chin on his hand. “I miss you so fucking much. It’s only been three days and I’m going crazy.”

"I miss you, too. But what is it - tonight, and then two more nights? And then you’re all mine again.”

Marcus’s chocolate-brown eyes soften as he smiles softly, taking you in. “God, I can’t wait. Fuck, you look so good. Is that the, uh… that nightdress?”

You preen a little for the camera, innocently moving your body ever so slightly. You’re confident that he’s now got an even clearer picture of your tits, nestled in the burgundy lace of your - and his - favourite strappy chemise.

“This old thing?”

He shakes his head and bites his lower lip, grinning. “You are a tease. You know exactly what you’re doing.”

"And what am I doing, Dr Pike? Use all that agent training, tell me. Decipher me.”

He licks his lips. “You’re showing off your beautiful tits, knowing perfectly well I can’t stand not being able to touch them right now.”

You keep eye contact but trail a finger along the soft line of your cleavage, slipping it under the lace to flick gently over your nipple. All the way across the Atlantic, Marcus groans on his DC hotel room bed.

"Oh, I see. You liked that, hmmm?”

He nods. “You know I liked it, baby. Fuck, you are gorgeous, you know? Just…perfect.”

You notice his right arm moving a little, working at something off-screen.

“Are you hard, darling? Are you touching your cock?”

"Mmmm. Yeah, just - just through my shorts.” His gaze flits from your tits to your eyes and back, his breath a little laboured. “You turn me on so much, feel like I’m going crazy.”

“Will you jerk off for me, Marcus? Let me see how hard I make you. Please.” With a flutter of your eyelids you slip down the spaghetti straps of your chemise to reveal your breasts, nipples hard and soft flesh spilling over the lace cups.

"Fuck. Oh, fuck. Yes. Hold on -“ He reaches for his phone and angles it just so, so you can see him tugging down the dark grey sweat shorts and his hard, thick cock springing free against his tummy. He wraps his right hand around it, gently pulling back the foreskin to reveal the head already weeping with pre-come.

Now it’s your turn to whine as your pussy clenches around nothing, reacting to the sight of his cock ready and waiting and so far away. Marcus grins as he continues to stroke himself.

"Think you need to play with your pussy, too.”

You nod and slip a hand between your legs, gathering some of your growing wetness and displaying it to him on your fingers. “See how much I miss you, love?”

He speeds up a little, fucking into his fist and never taking his eyes off you. “Fuck, I wish my mouth was on that pretty little cunt of yours. Wish I was eating you out right now, baby.”

"And I wish I had your gorgeous, hard cock in my mouth, darling.” You start to rub harder, insistent circles over your swollen clit and moan as you listen to the sound of your boyfriend jerking off.

He moans and closes his eyes. “Talk to me. Tell me, what would you do?”

“I’d use my tongue - lick the shaft, first, the way you like it.” The sound of your wetness is lewd and arousing. “Then - oh, fuck - take you into my mouth, suck the head, stroke you with my hand…”

Marcus pauses to spit into his hand, a poor substitute for the lubrication offered by your slick. “Keep going. Keep fucking going, love.”

“Fuck, I wish I had that gorgeous cock inside me.” You slip a finger inside your pussy and whine at the sensation as you press on the sensitive spot he knows exactly how to work. “M’finger is nothing, need you.”

Marcus pants as he continues to stroke his cock, and pulls up his t-shirt to expose his belly. He’s getting close. “Wish I was fucking you, too. Feeling - oh, fuck - all of you on my cock, pulling out and…” He screws up his face and groans and your cunt aches for him. “Fuck, I want to come on your tits.”

Your free hand finds your breast as you continue to rut against your hand, fingers pinching the nipple and massaging the flesh. It’s your Marcus. He deserves a show, and you’re only too happy to deliver. He grunts and groans, never taking his eyes off you.

“I’m really close, Marcus.” Your hips buck upward as you near your peak. “I’m gonna come for you - fuck, gonna -“

He strokes himself furiously, desperately, as he watches you reach orgasm - and talks you through it.

"Jesus, look at you. Coming on your own hand - oh, fuck - getting yourself off for me. Good girl. Good - fuck, gonna come - fucking good girl.”

He comes hard, angling his cock so that the white, viscous come hits his bare tummy. Your cunt still aches for him.

“I wish I was there to clean you up, Marcus.”

He chuckles and lies back on the pillows, curls damp with sweat and a huge smile on his face. He grabs his phone so you can see him. “Right back at you. Bet you’re so wet now, huh?”

“Soaked.”

“Fuck. Hope you’re ready for when I come home, baby.”

In the early morning, your sleeping form rests peacefully in your large bed, an arm cuddling a pillow to your torso for comfort. When you’d set your alarm the night before, you reminded yourself that you just had two more nights before he was home again.

Two more nights. Two more sleeps. And then: him. Him. Only him.

A shifting weight on the mattress stirs you, still halfway between waking and slumber. In the hazy half-light, you turn your head and find a beautiful, familiar sight.

“Hi, baby.”

“M-Marcus? What are you - did I get my dates wrong? I thought you were back tomorrow…”

“I was supposed to be,” he says softly, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “and I took an earlier flight because I just missed you so much. Hey - is that my shirt?”

You nod, turning your body wholly towards him and nuzzling against him. “It is. Your Georgetown T-shirt, I just - it feels like you.” He pulls you close and kisses the top of your head. “Marcus - what about the work?”

He hums happily. “The clients were happy, and there isn’t much more to do that I can’t do from here.”

He moves his lips to your neck, softly nipping and licking the delicate skin as his big hands work their way under the T-shirt and up to your breasts.

“I have been thinking about this the whole way home.”

You giggle. “Oh really? And you were able to keep yourself under control?”

Marcus kisses you on the mouth as he nods, fingers kneading your tits. “My self-discipline was tested, I admit, but oh, fuck, baby…”

Your hands are on his crotch, feeling the growing hardness under the grey sweatpants he likes to wear on long-distance flights. You lean into his ear as you tug down the sweats and his boxers, taking his cock in your hand.

“Why don’t you see if I’m still wet from the other night?”

With a groan, Marcus slips his hand between your legs and finds the wetness already pooling at your core. “Pretty fucking wet, baby.” He sucks his fingers clean of your slick before shucking off his sweatshirt and tee.

“Good.” You sit up and quickly straddle him, his thighs between yours as you peel off the old T-shirt so you’re completely bare for him. “I’m going to make you feel so good, darling man.”

You gather some of your own slick across your palm and fingers before taking his cock in your hand, stroking the velvet skin of the shaft and gently bringing your palm over the head in a fluid motion that you know drives him wild. Marcus watches your hands as you pleasure him, little animalistic noises issuing forth from his beautiful mouth as he grows ever harder under your practiced touch.

“Do you want me?”

He nods furiously and you lift yourself up to shift forward, notching the head of his cock at your entrance.

“Tell me, Marcus.”

"Need you so fucking bad, baby. Please.”

You take him inside you in one stroke, your wetness easing his thick cock into the tightness of your pussy. Marcus cries out as you begin to ride him, hands pressed into his broad chest.

“Better than the phone sex, huh?”

“Oh, fuck yeah,” you hiss, hips rolling in a well-established rhythm as you fuck him. “Liked watching you jerk off to me, though.”

"Me too, baby.” Marcus grips your hips and grins as he admires you: your body, your curves, the way you’re letting yourself go as you ride his cock. You bite your lip and roll back your head, lost in the sensation of how your man stretches and fills you so perfectly.

When you slip a finger against your clit, he practically growls, meeting your rhythm as he starts to fuck up into you.

“‘M not gonna last, baby,” he pants, fingers pressing into the flesh of your hips and ass.

“You want to come on my tits, like you said?”

His desperate nod is your cue to lift yourself off his cock, glistening with your slick and his pre-come, and shuffle down the bed a little. You press your breasts together as Marcus wraps his broad hand around his cock and pumps it quickly.

“Fuck, your tits are pretty. So fucking soft and perfect and -“

He stutters and cries out as he comes, his release hitting your breasts and gathering on the hard peaks of your nipples.

You gather some of it up on your finger and suck it clean.

“Jesus, baby. That’s so fucking hot.”

You release your finger with a pop. “Thank you, love. Can you get me a cloth?”

He wanders off and returns with a washcloth, gently cleaning your body and his cock before returning it to the bathroom. By the time he gets back, you’re tucked under the covers again. He grins as he joins you, pulling your naked body to his.

“Missed you.” You wind an errant, silver-streaked curl around your finger. “It feels like there’s something missing when you’re not here.”

Marcus kisses your forehead and you nuzzle up against his chest. “Don’t I know it? I felt exactly the same in DC, wondering where you were. Missed going to sleep beside you, waking up with you.”

You chuckle against the warm, sweat-damp skin of his chest, pressing your lips to the freckles dusted across his golden body. “And fucking me.”

He laughs, and the sound makes your heart soar. “That, too. But trust me - I’ll make it up to you.”

"Oh you will, huh?”

His coffee-brown eyes are as sincere and honest as ever. “Always and forever. Even with jet lag.”

dividers by @cafekitsune

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chaoticbardlady99 · 4 months

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Fluff of companion pairing of your choice taking care of each other after a really hard fought battle (not related to their own personal quests), maybe when one of them went down or was severely wounded. Both feeling like they aren't "enough".

Needing space from everyone else, but realizing that being near each other was still okay. Soft words, tenderness. Safety, security, wholeness.

As the World Caves In (Karlach x Shadowheart)

Author note- I’m so sorry, this has been sitting in my inbox for a hot minute but I really wanted to feel confident. I’ve only romanced Astarion, but I’ve watched quite a bit of Karlach and Shadowheart content and I’m OBSESSED WITH THEM! So I hope you enjoy :) I definitely think I didn’t go the direction you were thinking, but this just flowed better for me.

P.S. lightly edited

CW: mentions of abuse, mentions of death, fear, mentions of Astarion x Tav

Picture from Kazuliski’s YouTube video about Karlach’s dinner date.

Karlach gently strokes Shadowheart’s hair as she sleeps soundly against Karlach’s chest. Shadowheart tells her the warmth from her engine soothes her to sleep like no other herb can. She also appreciates the white noise which made Karlach laugh so hard she peed herself when Shadowheart said it initially.

Karlach wishes it would help her sleep tonight too.

It had been an incredibly difficult day at Last Light Inn- Marcus had been a surprise for all of them. Shadowheart had been the first to make contact with the monsters he brought with him. Shadowheart had frozen- in the midsts of a religious crisis- and was struck down. Three of the creatures had descended on her as she screamed for help. Karlach had killed them all in swift, swinging blows, but the damage had been done. Karlach was grateful Isobel hadn’t been taken- she isn’t sure if Shadowheart would have recovered without her.

The moment Shadowheart sat upright and gasping for air was the same moment Karlach swept her up- the two of them crying while holding one another. Karlach supposes that you don’t accidentally walk into fear- to some extent everything must have some reason. She’s decided that fear finds you, hunts you for sport, and it makes a home in your heart. Karlach never thought she would ever feel that scared again in her life after Zariel had shoved the infernal engine in her body, but all that suffering had been ripped out and put on display again the moment Shadowheart began to scream for help. It certainly hasn’t gone away since- it’s only grown and created more worries.

Karlach is suffering from her own internal chatter. Almost losing Shadowheart today made her affection for her become slightly melancholy. She realized she doesn’t want to live without Shadowheart, but she is going to have to. Karlach will be in the Fugue plane all alone while she watches Shadowheart have a life.

At the beginning of the journey, the idea of dying a free woman at the end of this giant debacle was a tolerable thought. She wants to believe that she will be able to explore with Tav, Shadowheart, and the rest of their companions after this is all over. Karlach even imagines a world where her and Shadowheart live together- going on double dates with Tav and Astarion, becoming properly reacquainted with Baldur’s Gate together, and maybe one day she could even convince Shadowheart to adopt a couple children. They could grow old together, go on dinner dates, explore the world, and just be in love for as long as the Gods would allow them to be.

Karlach isn’t that lucky though and that’s what drives the tears down her face. She stiffles the sobs in her chest as Shadowheart continues to snore- not wanting to wake up her healing Wonder Woman.

It hurts to know when this is all over that everyone else will get to move on and she will simply cease to exist. Shadowheart will move on and have a life with someone else one day- Karlach will be nothing but a distant memory.

She doesn’t want that- not even a little bit. It makes her even more angry with Gortash than she was before. He really took everything from her at the end- even her future.

Astarion and Tav sit together at the fire, talking excitedly, and as happy as Karlach is for them, she can’t help but be incredibly envious. Astarion frequently worries that his inability to be out in the sun after this will scare Tav off- at least he won’t instantaneously combust. Also Tav is half-Drow, she could probably give a shit less about being in the sun anyway.

She didn’t realize that her sobs had become more aggressive.

Karlach doesn’t want to die. She thought she lost Shadowheart today and it felt like the whole world had caved in on her. Now she has to prepare herself to look her love in the eyes one last time as she takes her last breaths too?

It’s so Gods Damn unfair it makes her chest hurt.

“Karlach?”

Shadowheart is propped up and staring up at her with concern. Karlach tries to smile and just breaks into a fit of crying again. She sits up and pulls Shadowheart into her lap- the smaller female’s face resting in the crook of Karlach’s neck.

“What’s wrong, K?” Shadowheart whispers softly while rubbing Karlach’s back.

“I- I though- I lost you and I just,” Karlach chokes on her words, “I don’t want to die, Shadowheart. I want to stay here with you and grow old and senile together.”

The silence in the air isn’t uncomfortable or daunting- it’s melancholy and pessimistic. The grief is all consuming.

“I don’t want you to die either, K,” Shadowheart says, her own tears streaming now, “I have never met someone like you and I don’t think I ever will again.”

“You will,” Karlach says with a choked laugh, “and you’ll forget all about me.”

Shadowheart has Karlach’s face in her hands and is kissing her- hard- before looking at her with the most adorable, angry face Karlach has ever seen.

“That will never happen,” Shadowheart scolds, “and don’t you ever speak those words again or I’ll- I’ll….”

Shadowheart sits and thinks for a second- looking past Karlach’s shoulder with her eyebrows furrowed before shrugging her shoulders.

“I don’t actually know what I would do, but I can and will turn you into a sheep if that’s what it takes to never hear you say that again.”

“I’ll just keep BAAING until you change me back, you know.”

“Then I suppose we’re having lamb chops one night for dinner.”

Karlach laughs loudly and Shadowheart joins in- leaning her forehead against Karlach’s. When their laughter dies down, they just sit there and breathe each other in.

Shadowheart reminds Karlach of a walk at night under a full moon, but right after it rains- when the dew makes the grass sparkle and the world looks like magic.

Shadowheart is magic. She makes Karlach feel like she could do anything. Karlach would lay her life on the line a thousand times over for Shadowheart and never regret it. Shadowheart could betray her and Karlach would still thank her for their time together. How lucky is Karlach to have a chance at love at all? Maybe that’s not worth throwing away in spite of how scared shitless she is to end up in Zariel’s hands again.

“The only way I will survive,” Karlach whispers, “is if I go back to Avernus. Wyll offered to go with me and like that’s great and all, but…. It’s- he’s not you.”

Shadowheart’s delicate, callused fingers wipe away the ghosts of Karlach’s tears before she leaves a lingering kiss on Karlach’s forehead.

“I love you, Karlach. I want you to live, but I also don’t want to take your choice from you,” Shadowheart says with conviction, “if you want to, I will go with you to Avernus and we will find a way to fix your heart. Then we can come back and be as old and senile as you want. Deal?”

It’s Karlach’s turn to surprise Shadowheart with a kiss. Her hands glide up the back of Shadowheart’s shirt and Karlach relishes in the way Shadowheart melts into her chest. Her hands glide up Karlach’s chest and over her shoulders- connecting loosely behind her neck. Shadowheart hums happily as Karlach kisses her jaw and the sensitive skin on her neck before kissing her lips again.

Karlach had sworn she would never go back to Avernus. She would never give Zariel the chance to hurt her again, but if being afraid and on the run is the price to pay for a working heart and a life with Shadowheart- well it might just be fucking worth it.

“Deal,” Karlach whispers.

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mysteriousboo · 5 months

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(SPOILERS FOR THE SHOW)

im genuinely surprised when i found out that people in the yr fandom give simon so much shit and for what? trying to protect himself from getting hurt when wilhelm denied that it was him in the video after he PROMISED simon that he wouldn’t do that? or trying to move on from wilhelm? when simon got into dealing booze or stealing drugs from his dads, he suffered because of his actions! his friends(rosh and ayub) stopped talking to him, he couldn’t pay for the personal tuition and his mom and sara found out about it and were obviously very mad at him! sara got into manor house, made friends and mostly had a good time in the majority of the second season while she was basically betraying simon’s trust by not telling him who leaked the video and using that fact to get into manor house plus sleeping with the person who recorded and released the video! personally, i don’t think her character can be redeemed in s3! but i see people trying to defend her more than they will with simon and that’s very sad!

or the fact that even wilhelm didn’t have to suffer at the aftermath of the video cause he denied that it was him in the video! i mean, we all know that the internet sucks! imagine, the things simon had to read! and people want him to forgive wilhelm just cause he said he loves him?? i mean how can he trust him? does he not have self-respect? my poor boy prolly thought that he would only be hurt more cause if wilhelm can deny his existence now, why won’t he do it in the future? or how serious is wilhelm’s love for him if he can deny their relationship so easily after he PROMISED that he would do no such thing! or the fact that wilhelm’s doesn’t even apologize to him properly, clearly not realizing how much he hurt simon! i mean the guy keeps asking simon to be his secret? how can simon agree to that? notice how in the first half s2 it’s not that simon denies that he loves wilhelm, it’s more like how can i trust you? and he was right wasn’t he? wilhelm knew that august released the video but proceeds to once again make the choice for simon and keep him in the dark! i’m not saying that he didn’t redeem himself in the latter half of the season! but it definetely felt like only simon felt the repercussions of his actions! both Sara and Wille just got away! and august the guy who should have gone to jail was being rewarded by being the backup or getting the girl! simon definetely sufffered more than august and the fact that some people in the fandom still are annoyed by him is just really disappointing! atleast have a reasonable explanation for finding simon annoying or not a fun character! I mean if you can understand Sara’s action then simon deserves the same! i am not trying to say that simon isn’t at fault, im just saying that why are you harsher towards his character not towards sara, wille, or august!

also, can we not forget that marcus literally gaslights simon into not breaking up with him! like my guy can’t catch a break! i hope that simon gets to be happy in s3! even though he has to deal with his sister basically lying to him the ENTIRE FUCKING TIME!!!! my god, i just want both my boys to be happy!

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ericleo108 · 10 months

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CosmicLuve.com July 2023 - The Main Thing

Necessary prerequisite posts:

108 The Story of Discovering Earth’s Consciousness (book)

Sentientism 2022

Cosmic Love Feb 2020 - Emma Watson

Cosmic Love April 2022: Cary Charlotte or Mary

Cosmic Luve July 2022 - Smoke Blunts Response Treatise

Cosmic Luve Aug 2022 - Coast

Cosmic Luve Sept 2022 - Hope

Cosmic Luve Oct 2022 - Folklore

Cosmic Luve April 2023 - Sun

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This is a pivotal post and touches on all relevant cosmic luves (as in persons, as well as ties in many posts). This post builds off the story developed in “Sept 2022 Hope” and especially “April 2023 Sun.” You won’t understand the theory or meaning of this post unless you read the Sentientism post and other log entries to see that these coincidences are common occurrences and how I interpret them. The fundamental understanding of all this comes from my book “108 The Story of Discovering Earth’s Consciousness.”

The intent of this cosmic luve log is to explain what I see as Gaia/Earth communicating. The basic theory is that the Earth and stars are conscious due to their magnetism. They have abilities like “telepathic randonauting” and “points of realization” to try and communicate which can affect things like evolution subtly but consistently. I show how Gaia could be manipulating our behaviors by influencing our cognition throughout the cosmic luve blog.

Where we left off…

When we left off I talked about the semantics of the sun in lil’dicky’s show, how I’m searching for Marcus Lemonis, and couldn’t afford help from Ryini. Well, I said screw it and signed up for Ryini even though it takes my whole music budget for the month. It’s been a couple months and I have found the investment worth it.

We have a personalized meeting a couple of times a month with a group chat twice per week. This has helped me focus on marketing like making vertical music videos. With their help, we have been breaking them down into segments and running ads through Instagram to get followers and plays on Spotify. They have done things that are invaluable like turning me onto Spotify’s Discovery marketing feature that gets me thousands of plays per month now. I feel like it been worth it and they’re here to help and gonna keep working until I see a good amount of success or at least get my money back. I’m practicing a 7 track set to perform online and at local venues. Hopefully, I’ll have plenty to point to by next cosmic luve entry.

Marcus and Dave

I stopped looking for Marcus Lemonis because I don’t think he wants to be found. It’s obvious to me he has to know I exist and is just ignoring my request for a meeting. I forgot to mention in the last cosmic luve post that my song called “Process, People, Product” which is taken from his quotes about business from Marcus drops on November 16th 2023.

It’s worth explaining and furthering the semantics in Dave’s yellow dress. I should of mentioned this in the last post “Sun” but it didn’t come to me until right after I published it. The semantic trope goes as follows and furthers the story of the sun’s communication. Our sun is exemplified as a male. Dave in his yellow dress (exemplifying the sun) came out the same time as my song “Bong hits for Jesus.” Jesus is gods son and based off the myth of the sun (click here for more) as I show in my Atheist Raps blog post. “Bong Hits” is about smoking weed. In Dave’s song about smoking weed “Too High” he talks and makes jokes about the sun (having a dick). This also is a callback to the first Emma Watson post where she is pointing to a letter E in yellow.

Looking back

I have a confession to make. Gaia has taught me that when one door closes another one opens. In February I made a tweet along the line of “When they say when one door closes another one opens is bullshit, I quit my job months ago and haven’t found anything.” I quit my job in August 2022 and said that in February 2023. Come to find out that I got my first big royalty check in August 2022 and hadn’t been informed yet and didn’t find out until March 2023. When it was May I have now received my second $1500 royalty check in 6 months. The second royalty check came just after I decided not to go to Marcus’s event. Even with the royalty payment I didn’t really have enough to go because it was $500 plus hotel and airfare. I used the money to pay off my credit card which is full of music production and promotion expenses.

It seems that financial security is coming slowly, but coming, I just need to focus on building momentum and doing the work. It’s just frustrating cuz I can’t afford anything else and forgo a lot to make all this music happen and I haven’t had real relief for years. The truth is I’m still struggling and have not even come close to breaking even with what I’ve invested, but it’s a start. I am currently desperate for more royalties or financial help.

Looking forward I want 100 tracks by December 2024. If you want to know about coming projects while hearing what I have to say about Big oil, global warming, and blue watch the July 16th 2023 sunday update.

Coincidences

The first cosmic luve occurrence I’ve had since last time was small but was with Taylor Swift. “Karma” is a song that was on The Chalice Mixtape in 2017, I’ve also had it remade and it drops October 6th, 2023. There was a small but unmistakable coincidence in Taylor’s “Karma” video. In my song “cosmic love brownies” that I uploaded months ago and comes out December 13, the lyric is “I got a Saturn in watching over you, cause you’re a supernova girl.” Here is the tweet I made about it. But this lyric reminded me of Taylor standing with Ice Spice lassoing the moon and Saturn in her “Karma” music video.

Then I had a small occurrence with Hailee Steinfeld when my song “We Make The Party” dropped. I talk about it in my “We Make The Party” blog post but basically, I didn’t realize I would be releasing the song so close to the official start of summer. It has the lyrics “Nothing feels good as her in the summer, we make it hot like global warming.” On the 22nd Hailee posted her magazine feature in The Laterals as their “summer girl.” Unfortunately, I didn’t get a screenshot so you’ll have to look it up. This reminded me of Hailee’s newest song “Sunkissin” which feels like a ‘call-back’ from the sun where Hailee sings “Come and catch a wave, Fade away like it rains in the summertime (In the summertime).”

Although I just published a song called “Vulnerable” responding to a Selena Gomez song by the same name I haven’t seen any coincidences. It's worth mentioning I have thought to myself on many occasions that these women are like the sirens of Greek mythology. Selena reminds me of the ocean and therefore has the strongest association with this feeling and semantics.

Other coincidences since last time include that Cornell West announced his run for President with the Green Party days after I dropped “Philosophy 101” which is based on his Masterclass. And Russ met Dr.Dre right before “Freaky naughty” dropped which is musically inspired by Dr. Dre. I feel like this is Gaia building off my July 2022 Smoke Blunts post.

Emma Watson

Finally, The reflections I got from Emma are so stark and can be interpreted so profoundly that it seems like Emma follows me and is doing it on purpose. But I maintain it’s just Gaia using her as a vessel to reflect my life and work because Gaia and the sun think Emma and I should be together for compatibility and acumen reasons. The truth is for Emma to be reflecting me on purpose she would have to know intimate details of my life which makes me believe it’s much more likely she is being manipulated by some unexplainable phenomenon that I am desperately trying to explain.

You can follow the tweet thread but basically, I’ve been responding to Emma’s Instagram stories through Twitter. I’m just gonna leave the tweets linked which have pictures of Emma’s IG posts. It started June 1st when Emma semantically reflected my poem in the Cosmic Luve Sun April 2023 post (click here for the tweet). It’s worth mentioning that I love otters, they’re probably my favorite marine animal, and I used to do horse videos on my Facebook page. It seems to have a cohesive message of “I’m loving you without possession” but Emma would have to know I love otters and did my horse videos.

I stopped doing the word of the day rhyme on July 3rd was the last day. Then on July 11th I retweeted about Global Warming emissions and how I no longer was going to create an album to berate the oil industry. On June 11th, the original June 29th post that I made due to the smoke blanketing Michigan from Canadian wildfires that are happening due to global warming, came full circle. This is because that’s when I found out the EPA could cut 90% of emissions.

The next day Emma posted a cosmic luve response of the “Elementals” movie. I wrote her a poem and said Emma was the “main thing” because she had a picture on her story that also said, “Keep the main thing, the main thing.” Emma has been the whole purpose of my music as Eric Leo 108 since the beginning in 2017 (when I dropped the Chalice Mixtape) and before (Click here to see the tweet). It’s worth noting that my best-performing track in the week she posted this became “Hey Emma.” Keeping with the “Elementals” theme the hook to “Hey Emma” exclaims that Emma can “make it hot, being oh so cool.”

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I just want to mention that also during this time I put out a call out for a videographer saying I need help and I just wanna say I wish Emma was my videographer. In keeping with the notion Emma would have to know my personal life otherwise, it’s Gaia… about a week or two prior to the Elemental post, I went kayaking for the first time and got drunk on the river in Michigan with some friends. I loved it and have been asking them to do it again ever since. Maybe Gaia and the sun are telling Emma and I that we should go Kayaking for our first date if we ever get there.

#Emma Watson #hiphop #rap #Selena Gomez #taylor swift #Hailee Steinfeld #cosmic luve #love #cosmic

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S2/E3 rewatch notes

really only just figured out that the reason August called his stepfather, who he hates, is because Sara got through to him — he was actually thinking about confessing. and his stepfather informing him about a potential prison sentence was a real shock

i swear even their periods are sync’ed - when they’re running splits in the gym, and Vincent blows the whistle, Wille leans over on his knees breathless, and then Simon does exactly the same thing, for no apparent reason. also now, post-concert, very obvious that Omar’s finest acting moment across both seasons was ever being remotely out of breath due to athletic exertion

Sara, you need to take lessons from Wille about bro-taps. For them to actually be read ‘as’ bro-taps. that one didn’t work very well.

there’s a brilliant contrast between Simon confessing his frustration to Rosh & Ayub that he can’t just fall in love with Marcus, and Wille admitting to Boris that his ‘friend’ ‘stirred up new feelings in him’. in both cases, they’ve got the verb / nature of their feelings totally wrong and flipped. But Simon is able to be open with his friends, and there’s real contact between them as he tries to work through his emotions. Wille, in contrast, looks like he’s doing a cameo in an early 20th century English period drama starring Anthony Hopkins and last experienced an actual feeling on his face sometime in the late 1970s. And the camera work shows the ‘space’ for Simon’s emotions — it’s a wide shot - whereas for Wille, the camera is practically sitting on his shoulder, you see only his face. It’s almost only a shot of his insides.

Nils winning the prize this episode again for revealing to W several world-shaking pieces of information in a very awkward time and place. Extra credit for not holding his dick at the time though.

“that wasn’t so difficult” okay for real Wille you are talking to yourself there. and then Simon pauses for an eternity, and you watch him go through the same mental moves as he did with his mother (and his father!), “what can i say or do that will take this pain away because watching him/her hurting is physically unbearable to me”

Wille’s music video moment, the fence blocking him from his emotions, his true self (the water)

i hadn’t realized that Marcus puts the same kind of pressure on Simon as Wille does, “I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait for us.” no one is listening to Simon. Burn it all down, my beloved.

what for the love of god is Vincent wearing when he goes full toxic masculinity and drowns Henry’s lunch. It’s tie-dye. It’s got decals. It’s an awful shade of neither beige nor brown. he looks like he could be eating his necklace. Someone deliver him.

I’m going to get yelled at, but I didn’t think the kiss between Felice and Wille was that bad. I think it actually made a lot of sense. Kissing someone you love, even non-platonically, because it might temporarily feel good, because who the hell really cares about the line between friendship and romance if you’re both consenting. What didn’t make sense was Felice saying, Hey, wait - and implying “what are we doing here” - and then neither of them actually using their words. Then things went downhill. I really need to know, however, if Edvin hit his head on that shelf at any point filming this scene.

August stands up for Simon, in the locker room after they lose the race - but it’s not exactly for Simon, it’s for some sense of fairness and honour that is very aristocratic male-coded. he’s a much more complex character than we might wish he was.

#young royals #yr s2 rewatch #this is a form of mourning for the lines of flight foreclosed

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The songs of Young Royals - S2 E1

Here we go for season 2!! More songs so hopefully even more interesting stuff to analyze ^^

Brainfreeze, XVOTO

When I die ... All the voices in my head Tell them how it went and tell them not to miss me much ... Live forever ... Is it God that you see?

The song starts when Wilhelm is in Erik's room, while he burns the picture of his brother and August. It's fitting that the lyrics are partly about death, about telling people not to miss the dead person. Wilhelm misses Erik so much though. This is a good choice for a season that is going to be a lot about grieving. And the "Is it God that you see?" when we get to August sending messages to Wilhelm asking him to forgive him: yeah, will there be a redemption for you?

Aldrig igen, Omar Rudberg (Cherrie & Stormzy)

Being alone, I'm the strongest It's never happening again ... Because I don't wanna feel like this I don't wanna feel like this I don't wanna feel like this Who would wanna feel like this ... It won't happen again

So I discovered during this analysis that it is not a little snippet of a song that Simon created but the cover of an actual Swedish song ^^ He sings it while Marcus is listening in his back. The song reflects completely what Simon is feeling: the break up happened just before the Christmas break, so not that long ago, and he's still feeling so heartbroken. But he doesn't want to keep feeling that way, he doesn't want this painful situation to happen again (seems fateful that it is when Marcus enters the picture: Simon says it there, he will not fall in love and get his heart broken again, so too bad for you Marcus, but you will not get a love story here! Simon will say it himself later on in the season "why can't I fall in love with him?"). The entire song is actually super interesting lyrics-wise because it's about getting over a break up, feeling betrayed by someone who lied, and deciding that you actually deserve better. "Please stop stressing me, I need to breathe... First you wanna leave, now you wanna stay?": it's really about an ex who doesn't know what he wants and keeps changing his mind, changing the rules. Which is what Wilhelm is kinda doing (saying it's not him in the video to the world but then coming to Simon to ask to keep things going, and the the whole beginning of this season where he's gonna try to get Simon's back even though his situation hasn't changed). So yeah these 2 first songs of the season are really fitting to both characters and a very good idea of what the season is gonna be about : angry and grieving Wilhelm vs heartbroken, betrayed (but trying to find his boundaries) Simon

Bang, Cat Clark & Mega

We ain't never stepping down ... I'ma run laps round all you rats

Pretty fitting for Sara finally entering the privileged life of Hillerska. With all these students from rich family who will never "step down", who will keep the status quo, keep looking down on people who are not from their world.

Ripe, Flavia

No need to go to work unless I'm working on your body Hold you up, lay you down, staying up 'til the morning Working hard in the sheets, we could stay here for a week No need to go to work 'less I'm working on your body

A song with very suggestive lyrics, which less very little to the imagination about what the students are gonna get up to at this party ^^' "Ripe for the picking even when I'm not in season": can we also talk about Sara getting her initiation and being thrown into this classist privileged Hillerska life while still being an outsider? There lyrics feel like some kind of metaphor for her wanting so badly to be integrated, to feel ready for that. Or to think she's ready for that, while the reality might not be the same.

Love isn't love, Carola

Stranger, you came into my life Touched me with sweet sensation ... And stranger, you cut me like a knife ... It isn't right It isn't real at all It's just illusion A dream that will tumble and fall

The infamous karaoke "date". I like that the first sentences are sung by Marcus, because yes he got immediately interested in Simon after meeting him. But then he passes the mic to Simon who has to sing "cut me like a knife" and, he doesn't know it yet, but Marcus is quite toxic in the end. He is not gonna treat him well at all, not gonna respect him and his boundaries. Their "relationship" is not gonna help him or heal him at all, it's just gonna hurt him. And we cannot ignore the very (NOT) subtle lyrics when Wilhelm watches the Insta story of them singing: "it's not real". Because it's not. It's not a date. It's not love. It's nothing. And yeah, he's gonna be under the "illusion" of them being together and happy, but it's nothing more than that, an illusion. (And special mention to Wilhelm going feral and threatening the whole monarchy because his ex-boyfriend is on a date: Wilhelm baby, I love you so much!)

Seize the power, Yonaka

Woke up this morning I feel so fucking important I look in the mirror I'm different I finally made a decision ... They hurt you and make you feel helpless They're not brave like you They're too scared to do Anything that's different Anything that's new I don't need lessons I do what I want it's refreshing ... Hey there how you've been? I'm the voice in your head And I know you've been aching When you find me let me in I got power in my hands and it's yours for the taking

So this song is for the end credits of the episode but it's an amazing one and so important! We just saw Wilhelm yell at his mother and threaten the Courts because he doesn't want to be Crown Prince, doesn't want the responsibilities, doesn't want to be a puppet to them, doesn't want to sacrifice Simon and their relationship. And the first lyrics feel fitting: he's mad (and the lights in this bedroom are red and twisty: what better image to represent the rage coiling inside of him at this moment?), he "woke up" after being faced with the reality of the consequences of his lying about the sex tape. With the reality that Simon is on a date with someone else. And gosh yeah, these people, your own mother, they hurt you so badly and made you feel helpless. Making you follow their orders with not agency of your own. But you're gonna be so brave, and different, and strong! I love the chorus "I'm the voice in your head" because he's angry and screaming and threatening but nothing is very effective in the end (we'll see that next episode). He doesn't seem to have power yet. But if he listens to the little voice inside, if he takes the time to do that (and he will! Thanks to Boris for helping him doing some introspection and realizing things), he will realize that the power is here, deep inside him. That the strenght to do what's right for him, for Simon, well he has it. He just needs to close his eyes, reach inside and "take it"

The songs of Young Royals - part 1 The songs of Young Royals - part 2 The songs of Young Royals - part 3 The songs of Young Royals - part 4

#Young Royals #Young Royals analysis #Young Royals songs #Young Royals S2E1 #Prince Wilhelm #Simon Eriksson #my analysis #song analysis #and here we go for season 2!!#this first article is quite long #there are a lot of songs #(should I make 2 articles in this case? I don't want it to be too indigest to read ^^)#Seize the power #is one of my favorite discovery thanks to the show #I love love love this song #it feels so full of rage and power #feels very very Wilhelm #I listen to it a lot ^^

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All right, starting my rewatch and jotting down some thoughts, one episode a day until Sunday...

Wilhelm already looks so worried about his mother in the opening seconds of the show, didn't pick up on that first time round. Probably already already blaming himself as well.

Simon in the palace. 😭 You can really see the magnitude of it all hit him.

I was SO surprised on first watch that the video/drugs issues were resolved so quickly after two seasons of build up! But I guess it makes sense that if it's not going to be a big part of the season, might as well wrap it up and move onto the next part rather than dragging it out for no reason.

(I was always like 90% sure it would end in a settlement though, because there's no time for a trial in the timeframe and you don't want to leave it as a loose end hanging over the characters' heads.)

Linda comparing the royals to the Mafia. 💀 There's a reason the British royal family is nicknamed The Firm... (For anyone not aware, it's a term for gangsters/organised crime in parts of the UK.)

Simon failing to warn his mother that the drugs thing might come up is so teenager of him, bless him. He's still such a kid at heart.

Kristina once again referring to the video as a 'scandal' and not a crime committed against her son, sigh. And then immediately pulling out the Erik guilt trip card. Kristina is the result of her upbringing just as Wille is - no royals are normal! - but it's gutting to watch.

Felice's grief for the end of her friendship with Sara kills me. 😭 I'm so glad they showed how heartbroken she was over it.

Maddie is the best. Stella and Fredrika are the WORST. (Apologies to their fans if they have any, but in a show full of rich, interesting, complicated characters, I view Stella/Fredrika and Henry/Walter as basically slightly annoying wallpaper.)

Linda finally realising she has no clue what her kids are really up to...

August pours himself only a glass of water when everyone else is eating a full breakfast. The show has done his ED really well and subtly over the three seasons I think - it's clearly there but not been laid on too thick. Compare Maddie's worried looks at Felice not eating however over Nils and Vincent not noticing or caring that August never eats.

Photographers on the way to school - did someone tip them off that the prince was coming back or have they been hanging round the school gates ever since the Jubilee?

Felice (plus Maddie) is behind Simon at the lockers when Wilhelm returns to school which feels deliberate but they don't acknowledge each other at all (until the later scene anyway) - a hint that Wilhelm's going to be very wrapped up in Simon (and kind of self centred) this season?

Followed by Wille completely glossing over Simon saying he's uncomfortable with the staring, ouch. Some painful foreshadowing there.

Felice wanting to know how Sara is. 😭😭😭

Of course Marcus talked to the press. But honestly, I'm a little disappointed at how tame it was. If you're going to be a snake, go all out! Make up lies! Call Simon a cheating whore and a gold-digger! 'Their relationship seems problematic' is just a wee bit pathetic.

Wilhelm's total naivete about what the effects of his speech would be for Simon with the online abuse etc makes me want to strangle him and hug him. He's so sheltered and he's also still such a kid (even if he no longer looks like one, my god Edvin's sudden adulthood is distracting at times!). But agh.

Redrawing the heart. 😭😭 It's so teenager in love, I love it.

Gen Z kids reading the article in an actual newspaper. Printed on actual paper. Hillerska really is its own little world, isn't it?

I quite like the school restrictions plot from a storytelling perspective, it ramps up the tension, but yeah, it's not the most realistic thing the show has ever done. 😂 Like seriously, you're confiscating their phones but leaving them their laptops? What's the point? All you're going to do is annoy your rich students and their entitled, self-important parents without achieving anything.

Enjoyed that episode much more on a rewatch! I think the first time round I was thrown by the August plot wrapping up so quickly and worried my girl Sara was going to get short changed this series. I do feel like the tone of this season is quite different in a way that's hard to describe, but not in a bad way - just took me a little while to get into it first time round.

#young royals #yr s3 #yr s3 spoilers #young royals spoilers

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MARCH

From the Marcus Pike Fan Fic Diary

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How are we already in March? Must be time for another diary entry from our writer about her exploits with Marcus.

Synopsis:- Marcus is working away on a case & you just want to chat to him on a Saturday night.

Word count:-1900

Warnings:- DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18! Phone sex,masturbating, innuendo, talk of piv & oral, sexual video, swearing, drinking, pining. remember this is a diary so from the readers point of view.

Thanks as always for the read peoples. All feedback is always welcome. I hope you enjoy.

I hate it when Marcus is away. It not that I don’t like doing my own thing, but I miss the cuddles. I love that I can watch what I want, can eat what I like at a time that’s good for me & not have to worry if he’s going to randomly message going he needs dinner, or planning something & then him last minute saying actually. But I miss his little smile. I miss little suggestive winks. I miss the way he makes me cum. I miss the taste of him spilling down my throat. I just am missing him so bad.

I know it’s only 10 days & it’s important for his job & career but it’s just a huge hole in the bed next to me. I can starfish all I want, but I’d much prefer to be sinking into the mattress with my feet on his shoulders as he asks me if I can take more. Don’t tell Marcus this, I mean you’re a diary so you won’t, but I use his pillow to sleep on when he’s not here. I always make sure the bedding is fresh for when he is back but no I want to smell my man. I have needs & his scent helps me with some of them.

It’s not like we don’t see each other though. We face time & text & send photos to each other, but he’s often tired & a little grumpy. Works stressful when he’s home let alone working on something else where.

I knew he had Sunday off last week so I asked him to have a chill Saturday night & get ready for a phone call. I wanted his soothing voice to send me asleep. But I also wanted to see if he was up for something.

First call he doesn’t answer at 10pm. Maybe he had already fallen asleep. But the second call he answers.

“Hey sorry was in the middle of cleaning my teeth baby”

“I hope you didn’t swallow”

“No swallowing toothpaste isn’t that good for you” I am glad it’s not face time. I rolled my eyes. I wanted to see if things could get spicy. But clearly he was being practical. Yep that was my man there, not taking a hint unless it’s bleeding obvious to him.

“How was today?”

“Good, we think we might be on the red eye on Tuesday if we’re lucky. Latest is still Thursday night which is meant to happen” I can hear a tap turn off in the back ground & the bathroom light button click. I know he’s got ready for bed. I am already in bed. I need to clean my own teeth once the call is over but it won’t take me long. I’ve got a glass of wine on the bed side table which I’m sipping. I’m also in just my dressing gown, & I know I have something to pleasure myself with after hearing my man’s delicious voice.

“What about you beautiful, what did you do today?”

“Saw my mum took her shopping, she wanted a new handbag, she treated me to lunch & then I decided to start sorting out junk in the study”

“junk?”

“Yes junk” I giggle”you know all the stuff we said we’d sort out when we moved i together nearly 18 months ago that we didn’t need or were duplicates”

“Please tell…”

“Don’t worry don’t worry” I hear the panic in his voice “I didn’t touch the comics or anything that wasn’t mine, that’s still for you to sort”

“Oooh thank god…” I hear a sigh of relief down the phone & hear him sit on the bed “because”

We then say in unison “some of those comics are limited print”

“I know Marcus I know, you need to have them valued for insurance purposes” we talk about this every now & then. I have a couple of original art pieces that I got insured last year, after they had just sat in a corner & told Marcus he could do his comics & collectibles at the same time but he said he’d need to go to a specialist. He’s never been.

“So what are you going to do on your day off?” I ask as I sip more wine.

“I want to go to that new art exhibition that’s here…” Marcus has always loved weird art & he knows I appreciate it but not to his tastes it’s a bit to gloomy what he likes, not what you should put up in the house, not that we could even afford it. I let him talk about a few other things too.

“Well on Sunday im going to write in my journal & then I’m going to get on with building those Lego flowers you got me for Christmas, I can’t kill them can I” he giggles down the phone at me.

“Oooh no you can’t murder those. Thank god. I recon you could try tho”

“Would you have to investigate & come home if I did?”

“100%”

“Then I’ll go commit some crime” we both laugh & then sigh. The silence between us on the phone for a few seconds is just perfect. Hearing him breathe is a joy.

“Marcus…”

“Yes baby” I smirk as his voice seems deeper for some reason. I’m going to try something.

“What are you wearing?” I lick my lips as I say it.

“My jammies… you know the blue & black striped ones…I’ve also…” he then goes on to talk about if it’s okay to wear socks in bed or not as his feet feel cold. I’m a little bit gutted. I know he takes things literally but I wanted more or maybe something sexy. Also Marcus only wear his Jammies when he’s away incase he’s woken up at 3am to go look at something. He’s shy at times & doesn’t want any work colleagues to walk in on him hanging out, or with his naked arse in the air. What a peach they would see. I sigh a little which he picks up on.

“Was that the wrong answer?”

“No I just… I wanted something more adventurous.” I’m always honest with Marcus.

“Okay so then what are you wearing baby”

“Well…”I then untie my robe “say the words baby & I’ll start to moan for your listening pleasure”

“Why are you hurt?”

“Marcus!”

“What”

“Is your line tapped?”

“No”

“Well I’m just taking my robe off & am going to enjoy myself in bed” I slip the robe off. “Imagine if we were face timing baby” I whisper “you wouldn’t be seeing my face”

“Well erm…” I can tell he’s flustered & trying to work out how to say some spicy stuff. “Ermmmm… I”

“It really is a good thing we aren’t looking at each other” I smile trying to reassure him that it’s okay if he doesn’t want to.

“No I… I’m just having a moment” the phone line falls silent for a second before Marcus speaks. “Does the bed still smell of me”

“Yea baby”

“Then sleep on that side when you have fun later, I want my side to be a little damp” he’s getting into it even if shyly.

“Do you think of me?”

“Yes baby” he’s dropped his voice it’s getting sexier.

“In the shower?”

“Why do you think I’m always so clean when I come back from a job?”

“It’s not as good as me though…”

“Oooh fuck no!” Is his abrupt response “I might moan & fist harder but it’s not like your bending over in the shower is it”

“I always like to wash your chest, lather you up, caress those broad shoulders…”

“& then drop to your knees like the naughty little slut you are”

“I…” I was not expecting Marcus to get into this so quickly. All it had taken was a few back & forth & he was now calling me a slut down the phone. “Do you like me on my knees?”

“I like you in any position, begging for me”

“The way you face fuck me…”

“…oooh when I can’t tell if it’s spit or my cum or shower water…”

“Getting clean is always such a dirty task”

“Oooh baby” I hear him moan.

“Yes baby, my fingers in my cunt, my lips at your base, in your pubes, steam building up in a hot shower, you gripping my chin thrusting away”

“Down your throat, good thing you had your tonsils taken out, they’d be so swollen” as this conversation goes on, I’ve starting pleasuring my clit, I’ve not used my vibrator yet I think I will need that when the call ends.

“Marcus, tell me I’m a good girl”

“No…” he’s panting”you so naughty, good girls wouldn’t be masturbating on the phone”

“& what does that make you…?” I gasp, arousal is seeping.

“A very bad boy, a bad boy who wants to get on the next flight & wishing his penis was satisfying you instead.”

We moan down the phone at each other getting off to each others seduction.

“I need your mouth”

“So do I”

“69?”

“Oooh baby i’ll get on a plane to you”

“Naked?”

“If it meant quicker pleasure yes”

Eventually we both finish out sexual discussion. For a man who was shy to start with Marcus got into it. He screamed my name as he obviously climaxed & spilled into his hand.

“I think I need a shower” he says breathily “I’ve made a right mess”

“Hmmm” I reply back, I’m contemplating do I clean my teeth now or do I hang up & use the vibrator. “I’m so glad you got into that Marcus”

“I am too, we should try that again sometime”

“Maybe next time we do face time in”

“& me see your pussy gushing without me being able to taste it?” He scoffs “that’s not playing fair.”

“Well finish this case quickly & you can come home for all the shower sex in the world.”

“I’m gonna hold you to that sexy” I know the face he’s pulling even without seeing it it’s a soft but sexy smirk.

“I’m gonna go clean my teeth & actually go to bed now Marcus” I say “thank you for everything baby”

“For once I’m gonna ask you to spit not swallow, it’s not my cum that will be foaming at your lips” I gasp. Marcus finally got my line from earlier.

“I only swallow what’s good for me”

“Oooh you’re so good being bad”

“Night Marcus I love you”

“Not as much as I love you”

Yea that was a fabulous time on the phone to my Marcus. Someone so shy then got so into being so naughty. & I think I unlocked a sexual beast, because once my teeth were clean there was a text on my phone. An encrypted video. With a message underneath.

“Because your vibrator won’t be enough” & the video in question was Marcus handling his throbbing penis, angry & wanting to be buried somewhere soft & warm. It gets me off on both Saturday night & Sunday morning.

April

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autisticempathydaemon · 6 months

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Busybee my dear, hello from a fellow queer trans asain! i would love a matchup if its not too much trouble for you :3c

What song are you currently fixated on?

Oh my god, my friends and I have recently started making monthly playlists and it’s one of my favourite things to do; just curate a playlist over the course of a month!! currently its a load of fnaf living tombstone music BUT I’ve also been obsessed with The Distance by Cake? As a drummer, i absolutely adore the bass of this song!! Or Super Bon Bon by Soul Coughing has also some absolutely amazing drums!! Apart from that, I’m generally in love with everything Crane Wives BUT particularly for this month, the song Back to the Ground is so delicious!!I would put my fave lyrics but then i might have to transcribe the whole song lol. Just- the entire vibe and meaning of the song is so good (like most every crane wives song ill be honest)

Enneagram type?

Oof oh i havent done thay quiz in a hot minute but last i checked i was a 9w1 which definitely speaks to my lazy ass lol. I’m also an INFP?? I’m also a huge DND nerd so I have taken the alignment quiz and im chaotic good id that helps in any way HAHAH!!!

favourite Redacted audio?

100% the whole of avior and starlights playlist. absolutely devastating. i had to pause the playlist several times and lie down for a minute because i was so absolutely insane abt them. i love them so deeply. I’m definitely more drawn to the more plot heavy characters and arcs as compared to like ashers or davids which is more like cute couple moments (not that they dont have plot but its like. ashers playlist vs marcus’s ykyk) but that being said my favourite video of all time is probably elliots HBS video!! He is my favourite boy i will not lie i am so utterly obsessed with him and i would absolutely write pages upon pages abt why i love him and why his character is so my favourite for the ever.

fave platonic boy?

ASHER !! OR GUY!! I love silly dudes and they are peak silly boys. honestly i could see myself being best buds with Guy because we’re both so dirty minded and very clingy silly?? but there are also aspects where i would balance him out, like while i do love being chaotic i also understand the importance of just stfu and being silent every once in a while so i thunk there wld be times where there ARE shenanigans but also times where hes rambling my ears off and i can just sit. and listen. And I do love the hc that Guy plays DND and now i can absolutely imagine us playing dnd together OR binging dnd playthroughs. AND for asher, I feel like i wouldve had a crush on him because hes so like silly but also hes such an absolute sweetheart darling and hes so endearing that u just cant help but love him yk? but it wld be one of those friendship crushes that just means we end up being super close.

what gets the big boy a-snoozin?

anythin thay involved peoples voices. like straight up listenin to people talk absolutely sends me straight to dream land asap!! its kinda specific though like, if its a podcast? I can’t listen to those. the voice quality just sounds different from like a video of someone talking?? to me at least. And i can only fall asleep to videos of people talking (which is lowkey how. i got into boyfriend audios in the first place. amen insomnia). so now i have a sleepin playlist that consists of boyfriend (and girlfriend) audios, video essays about SCP’s and internet drama (shoutout to the right opinion) and also dnd playthroughs!

do u like long form video essays??

I LOVE VIDEO ESSAYS ABOUT SCP’S. i put them on when i cook!! I love ones that just talk abt the SCPs cause some are truly mind boggling and world shattering! I also listen to video essays abt youtuber drama because im not better then that and also a lot of them have quite impressive video editing!

Imaginary friends?

I think as someone who started watching horror movies at a very young age and is also super obsessed with horror movies/books now, i fully believe that if you had a imaginary friend as a child, you’re absolutely cursed and haunted and u need to be exorcised asap. (/j) no my parents were always super realistic with me and told me point blank that santa wasnt real, imaginary friends were only for mentally ill kids, and the only real big guy is the big boy in the sky. so. no imaginary friends BUT i did and still have a teddy bear (very creatively named bear bear) and i used to cry when i lost him.

i think thats it! i hope. thats enoigh haha. oh, some extra stuff abt me! I love cookin food, it’s very fun if not incredibly tiring, plus im perpetually broke, so tryin to cook up my favourite restaurant meals is also fun! I love drinks too (firm believer that every meal NEEDS to have a drink to accompany it) i’m a particularly huge fan of bubble tea (before it was cool ok) i did try to make my own bubble tea but it got really time consuming and not worth it. i love collecting plushies, i have about 10 in my room and yes they absolutely trigger my sinus but its so worth it. i love gamin and one of my first big boy buys was a gamin PC that i used to play Stray, Sims, Minecraft and most recently, FNAF! please pray i save up enough to get BG3. ٩( ᐛ )و

ok now thats really enough! thank you for this!! even if u dont get round to doin a matchup for me, thanks for lettin me ramble abt my interests :3 the questions are actually so fun hehe <333

Oh, I really like you. Not just because you gave me a lot of info to go on but because you and I have so much in common! Us queer, trans, Asian Type Nines have to stick together which is why I’m so pleased to pair you with Lasko.

I know I say this all the time, but it’s the perfect amount of similarities and differences that make a good pair in my opinion. I think your shared love of DnD, your introversion, your queer trans identity (because Lasko is queer and a whole allegory for a trans childhood, bless his heart) would be a great foundation for a solid relationship. Yet, it’s the differences that bring the spark like your love of horror where he would be squeamish or your chaotic good to his lawful.

I have such clear snapshots in my head of what your relationship would be like; if only I were an artist. You remind me of @itsdaifuku’s lovely piece of Dear as a guitarist and Lasko watching, starstruck, from the crowd; that would be you but as the drummer. I also love to imagine the two of you in the kitchen: you cooking, him mindlessly grading papers, an SCP video on, and Lasko looking up aghast when he finally tunes into what you’ve both been listening to.

Song:

I mean she even cooks me pancakes/ And Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches/ If that ain't love then I don't know what love is/ We even got a secret handshake/ And she loves the music that my band makes/ I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun/ I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun

Sorry but not sorry, I’ve projected and given Lasko my elder emo taste in music. It’s cute, it’s iconic, and he’d know all the words- shyly, sheepishly joining in if you start rapping along with it as you cook. I like to imagine 2000’s emo music brings out a silly, karaoke-esque exuberance in Lasko, and then you could be silly together.

Runner-ups:

Milo is one of your runner-ups because (and I know I say this all the time too) it’s so fun to pair that scaredy-wolf with a horror buff. Everything he’s learned about SCPs has been against his will and because he loves you. Hudson is a runner-up because I’m obsessed with pairing musicians with DJ Anxiety; he’d love you and your drumming so much.

note: thank you so much for waiting 💕 I’m glad you had fun!

Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌

#redactedasmr #redactedverse #redacted asmr #redactedaudio #redacted audio #redacted #busybee matches

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hillerska-official · 2 years

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What we know so far about YR2

And what we can guess at. If I’ve left anything out please let me know!

The wall: In May, a Netflix ad got put up in Stockholm. For one day, it just said “spoiler alert,” and it caught attention cause Edvin posted a picture with it. Then they added underneath that “Vi ses i kväll” (”see you tonight” in English). So we all sat around and got our hopes up, but then nothing happened so the general conclusion became that it actually was just a Netflix ad. Now it’s actually been updated though, and revealed the release of YR2 (November!!!). Anyways, since it turned out that the wall WAS a yr wall, “vi ses i kväll” might be worth returning to as something regarding s2.

(EDIT- NEW INFO!!!!) It will be released November 1st! The first 4 minutes of the season are available now, here!

Promo stills: The stills that came out on Thursday are the biggest thing we have, you can see them yourself here, but in terms of revealing info there isn’t a ton that’s obvious. Felice curly hair arc confirmed and we love that for her, and we see expected interactions (Sara and August story continues, Sara and the manor house girls hang out, Simon and Wille have various interactions + presumably repair their relationship enough to at least be around each other and friendly. Very friendly (see rowing picture), and Wille spends some time with his parents).

New character: There is a new actor on the show, you may have seen him referred to as ‘Lars’ but his name is actually reportedly Marcus. He is played by Tommy Wättring. We don’t know who this character is but a going theory is that he’ll have some connection to Alexander, in part due to casting criteria. See @levok talk about him in detail here, but for the love of god leave them alone about the love triangle business lmao. (edit5 new info) According to this tweet, his parents rent the stables at Hillerska.

There was also a casting call for a scene at a pizza place, which is a new addition since last season, possibly something in town. (edit from @piebingo) There was another call for people with cameras, possibly for a scene with paparazzi. (edit2 from @missmeganlee) "There was also a casting call for a older woman who can work with horses I believe"

(edit6-new info) This season will be darker than season one, and Wille is in a very bad place.

BTS: There have been a couple of behind the scenes pictures and videos shared by various crew members:

This video, which confirms (given the scene makes the cut): the return of the football field, at night, with SNOW!!!! (yay snow!)

This video, which doesn’t really confirm anything in particular, but is very cute and I think will be a good scene. It’s location tag is the place they use for Hillerska.

This picture, which was quickly deleted + said to be nothing (lol), but it’s clear from their clothes and the set that it was actually for the same scene as one of the stills we got, as the linked post shows. One thing to note about this is that Edvin and Omar are the only actors on the set in this photo, while the still shows a full classroom, so this seems like it may be a significant Wilmon scene, needing detailed direction, or maybe one that starts/ends without others around.

(edit3 from anon) This video which shows some type of costume/theme party. I haven't seen anyone able to really parse what exactly is going on here :/

(edit4 from @melodrqmas) A picture of Edvin and Malte shooting at something (clay pigeons).

(edit from @heartbreakprincewille) this picture which indicates that Sara will probably be moving into manor house, and that the school may be celebrating its anniversary. And this one, which doesnt look like a setting we've seen before, if I remember correctly.

(edit - new info) this picture of a Wilmon hug!!!!! They appear to be wearing their uniforms and are in a hallway at school.

This note about the coloring/lighting. It doesn’t have a great deal of detail to be discerned, but you can find my post analyzing it in (probably too much) depth here.

Again please let me know if I’ve forgotten/missed anything and I will add it with (edit# and your url), as well as if there are any ppl/posts I should credit or link here! Also, thank you to @piebingo for sending me the stuff that I wasn’t able to track down myself!

#young royals #yr2 #yr2 spoilers #yr2 prediction

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notoriousbeb · 27 days

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TTPD Notes - The Anthology

TTPD Notes Glossary

“imgonnagetyouback”

Not sure of the timing on this one

But you know who rides motorcycles? Harry. Not Matty.

Also, this song gives me major Grammy Feb. 2023 vibes. God, what a night that was. ::stares wistfully into the middle distance::

Also, I just think it’s funny to make yet another joke about him wrecking a vehicle. lol.

"The Albatross"

Definitely written pre Eras Tour

To meeee this one smacks of the Olivia Wilde scandal and Taylor being the first one to jump up and clap for Harry when people started shouting Beyoncé should have won the Album of the Year Grammy instead of him.

Interesting that whole thing ended up hitting Olivia way harder than Harry, if it even hit him at all; I'd argue it did not. Fucking sucks to be a woman. (“Life was always easier on you than it was on me.”)

I tie the secret message for 1989’s “Wildest Dreams” (“He only saw her in his dreams”) to this one because of the line “But I’d visit in your dreams/And they tried to warn you about me.”

"Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus"

I believe we’ll learn someday this what written pre-Eras Tour

The hologram with the multiple people running fingers through the persons hair reminded me of the music video for “Lights Up.”

I was immediately reminded of “Exile” at the line “you saw my bones out with somebody new (Calvin Harris at the 2015 Billboard Music Awards) who seemed like he would’ve bullied you in school/and you just watched it happened.”

Side note: I love the play on words with “you saw my bones out” as in the action of watching versus the action of sawing. Genius.

Also, is she talking about herself as bones because she was at the height of her eating disorder then? :/

Also also, this song gave me a tummy ache. I need hospitalization after this album.

“I Look in People’s Windows”

I think this was recorded pre-Eras Tour.

I adore this song; I just wish it was three times as long

I don’t think it’s Peter’s perspective, as some have theorized. I think it’s Taylor’s.

I do think this is a strong contender for a pining Haylor tune. They shared a city for a long time.

“The Alchemy”

Clearly not Travis. Once again, I feel like everyone has lost their minds and ability to comprehend words. The football references are just metaphors, coincidental in hindsight.

She’s talks about someone, likely the muse, seeing her like heroin, but this time with an E, like a heroine (get it?).

And she talks about getting together with someone from her past. Not meeting someone new. “This happens every few lifetimes.” “What if I told you I’m back?…I haven’t come around in so long? I’m coming back so strong.” “Hey, you, what if I told you we're cool? That child's play back in school. Is forgiven under my rule.” This is a ex who fucked up when they were young that she feels like she belongs with, and she is running back to after a long time away.

I had thought at first this was about Matty, but he’s not on much of a winning streak. H is, though. Also, @foxes-that-run reminded me of Harry’s old “sign in his heart” (his the love banner tattoo).

Also: Alchemy…gold rush?? Come on, guys.

"Peter"

I think this was also written pre-Eras Tour, probably pre-Joe break up, too

A call back to “Peter losing Wendy” in “Cardigan”

Also reminds me of the pining in “Ivy” (“The old widow goes to the stone every day. But I don’t. I just sit here and wait, grieving for the living.”)

Ongoing references to the moon and space between these two...“We both did the best we could/underneath the same moon/in different galaxies”

More thoughts on Peter

Makes me want to die

"Robin"

Another pre-Eras tour track, I’d wager

I think this is also about the muse of Peter Pan. I have seen people say it's about Robin Williams or a child/Aaron Dessner's kid, but she put it on her Apple Music "Denial" playlist. Also, the "slow ticking clock on a string," like the one Peter Pan uses to bait the crocodile? I think it's just another song about how Harry won't grow up but their group of friends all love him and coddle him anyway. Now, to me, that makes sense on the denial playlist.

Interesting that this song and "Fresh Out the Slammer" both talk about swing sets.

Also, the trampoline reference reminded me of Harry's line from "Little Freak," "golf swing and a trampoline, maybe we'll do this again."

More thoughts on Robin

#haylor

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Excuse me while I go watch City: Primeval for the it's-Justified-time.

I love nearly everything about it:

"Tick tock goes the clock...there's no such thing as on time. You're either early or your late. And where you're going we're going to be early." I love that when we meet teenage Willa, and Raylan's getting her ice cream, it's hard to tell from the relationship dynamic whether he's off or on the clock— whether she's a marshall's daughter or his bounty—only to learn that he's hauling her off to a remedial behavior camp and that the answer is yes to both. 😅 Anyone else get a flashback vibe to Dewey Crowe?

White collar criminal..."what do you think he did to get in the book? Capitalism." The truth.

Doesn't hold back from pointing out the corruption in institutional law enforcement. Gives new meaning to "throw the book at 'em."

Court room: Raylan: "Pretty much" / Defendant: " ******* I wanted Chick-fil-A"

We love Wendell Robinson, "sometimes I guess it takes an angry white guy to catch an angry white guy."

"Even though my premium is up to date, I can't make a claim because what now? Because the police did it?" #white collar crime.

"there are things that I want to do with that book that have nothing to do with what's legal and everything, e-ver-y-thing to do with what's just. Can you understand?" That's funny, you have no idea.

Carolyn, my queen, you exude all the badass chemistry I could ever imagine. You had me at "The marshall isn't the one on trial / give me a minute and he will be." And then:

"Sir, please... don't move, don't say shit."

"Better now that my ****-heel partner is gone..."

(Sees purse, finds a bra) you can't be serious, is she here? Ma'am? This is not Tasha's size...I'm going to come over here and burn your closet. What I wouldn't pay to make you a memory."

"Raylan: How was it for you? / Carolyn: About what I expected."

"Raylan: I'm getting an x-ray with my dinner. / Carolyn: Maybe that's what you prefer...all by yourself power. In my life everyone has their foot on my neck to get what they want. **** them. **** them to be so small they abuse their power."

"I'm leaving. Lea-ving" / "In the eternal words of Ra: **** 'em"

"Carolyn: I got something you want / Raylan: That's fair to say"

About Detroit: "I haven't been here a week and the s*** I've seen gives me pause."

Marcus Sweety sass gives me life!

Sandy's Thai roommate needs her own Justified mini show. I'm convinced that Hina a crime lord's daughter or a marshall in the making. She made Albanian mobsters and their tooth extractors look like boy scouts and the only unbelievable premise of this sequel is that if Sandy wanted out of her toxic relationship with the Oklahoma madman, all she needed to do was stick Clement in a room with Hina. Fast forward to episode 8, conflict resolved.

Clement has some really chaotic Boyd Crowder vibes, second only to Boyd himself, and I can picture some of the lines that he has in this series as things that were on the cutting room floor from Justified. "Hun, do you what cut this is? (The Southern comfort steak). Ding ding ding, ready for double jeopardy. Now I ordered the steak black and blue. Do you know what black and blue means? (Rare) Oh no, ma'am. It does not mean rare, it means god**** bloody red. So here's what I want you to do, I want you to take this and throw it in the trash. Then I want you to get your chef have another steak, smack that over the fire, sing two verses of "Dead Leaves on the Dirty Ground," flip that sucker, sing the third verse, yank it off, plate it ... And if I don't hear it moo in pain then we're just going to start this all over again." I half expected him to start singing you'll never leave Harlan alive. #I'm a vegetarian, but if I wasn't before I would be now.

Willa's best line and her whole raison d'etre is giving Raylan a second chance at walking away and setting up her dad for love and a semi-normal life: "he's pretty nice for a white guy." From her first giggle at cat videos that led to contempt, she's pretty much his matchmaker and he's just handcuffed in the trunk for the ride along. "I'm not about to take care of you when you're old."

"What is a Garlick?!" The smatterings of comedic timing slaps.

"Raylan: I ain't gonna sleep at night this SOB wins. / Raymond: Look at you, still giving a ****...[Freddy Keck] I shot him. / He drew on you. / I don't know. / You don't know? / I think it was a church key./ He had a bottle opener. / I clean my fingers [with it] and I slept just like a baby." Ray and Raylan, while painfully on the nose as a metaphor, is stone cold accurate. What a screaming angriest-man-I-know look in the mirror — full circle from my Justified s1e1, complete with pissed off ex-wife the likes of which Winona would drink to. #"Mary Alice only speaks to me on pain of death."

Downsides:

The only thing missing from this series is Marshal Gutterson and Rachel Brooks, and Loretta McCready. Non-spoiler-spoilers ahead for those who haven't finished City Primeval: I'll let you speculate as to who's not missing...

The ending that leaves you wanting more! Willa: "I'd like too see where you're from." Take my money and give me a sequel to the sequel. Lord knows by that cliffhanger you're thinking about it.

#justified #justified: city primeval #fx: justified #raylan givens #timothy olyphant #jacob pitts #walton goggins #erica tazel #aunjanue ellis #carolyn wilder #willa givens #clement mansell #boyd crowder

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exlimix1a · 1 year

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I will never stop thinking about this cat I found on petfinder like two years ago that i absolutely fell in love with and wanted to adopt (though I could not at the time) and I saved the photos off of his page and one day came back to it to find his adoption page taken down (bc someone assumedly adopted him).

his name is marcus . look at him

he just looks like that and was a stay for most of his life (I think he was 12 years old?) the ugliest cat ive ever seen and by god ive never wanted to give a random cat more love. My biggest regret is that I didn't download the videos of his yowling meow before the page was taken down and I will never get to hear them again

#exli speaks #i think about marcus regularly #i hope he's doing okay

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blubushie · 1 year

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blu i just wanna tell you that your blog FASCINATEs me for some reason. what video games do you like. list

I actually just answered this but for a LONGER list:

Halo. I fucking love Halo. Massive Halo fan. Played it all the time growing up. My favourite is Reach (beat it on LASO) and NOBLE deserved better and I would die for Jorge. Also I might've gotten teary-eyed at the end of the Halo 4 (4 is still my favourite of the mainline games because of the Cortana story and I hate what they did with her in 5). I was that annoying bloke on mic with the fucking birds in the background that everyone yelled at to mute himself. And I never did.

I used Minecraft for pixel art. Also just for building shit. I liked building treehouses.

Animal Crossing on my Switch Lite (no clue where the Switch is).

Stardew Valley on my Switch Lite.

Doom. I played so much fucking Doom. I beat 2016, then beat Eternal on ultra violence over summer break before I left for Australia and never made it to nightmare because FUCK THAT. At one point I played Ancients Gods Part I and II on Jack's nephew's Xbox. I did pretty good for not handling a controller for two years!

World of Warcraft and I was addicted. I mained a Worgen Druid on Alliance and an Orc Shaman on Horde (now she's a Mag'har Orc Shaman but still).

Borderlands. So much fucking Borderlands you have no idea. My favourite is Borderlands 2. KRIEG MAIN, BABY!

All of the Gears of War games but I don't think I finished 5. I don't like Kait, she's kind of annoying. Also Marcus deserved some happiness.

Red Dead Redemption. I played the first game when I was a kid and then the second immediately when it came out and I was hooked. I cried at the horse scene and fuck you if you say you didn't because you're a liar. My favourite thing to do is hunt :]

Used to play Destiny before I went back to Australia but it's been a long while. I have one slot for every class. Main is a human void Warlock, her name is Calliope. I also have an Exo solar Titan named Syna and an Awoken void Hunter named Iris. They all have backstories lmao

Played a lot of Dragon Age back in the day. In Inquisition I played an elf mage Inquisitor. I also always ended up romancing Cullen despite wanting to try other paths? I just... like Cullen I reckon lmao

Mass Effect

Played a lot of Sims when I was younger? I OBSESSED over getting a pet unicorn you have no idea

Played through every Assassin's Creed game up to 4. Four is my favourite.

ENDLESS OCEAN BLUE WORLD ON THE WII. OH MY GOD. I LOVED THIS GAME SO FUCKING MUCH. IT GAVE ME A LOVE FOR THE OCEAN THAT I STILL HAVE TODAY. IF I COULD FIND A WII SOMEWHERE AND GET IT AND PLAY THIS GAME AGAIN I WOULD DO IT IN A FUCKING HEARTBEAT. IT BLEW MY 10-YEAR-OLD MIND AND IT'S THE GAME THAT INTRODUCED ME TO MY LOVE OF TELLING COMPELLING STORIES.

Portal 1 & 2. Gave me a love of puzzle games.

TF2 obviously but I only really played it a few times because I usually have to stick to training sessions on account of actual matches killing my laptop. It's not a gaming laptop and it cannot handle the chaos lmao. I was an okay Sniper main when I actually played with a mouse but normally I use a trackpad which relegates me to Spy (though sometimes I'll boot up a training sesh and chill as Sniper in my little tent for shits and giggles).

I am a GODLY player when it comes to Horizon Zero Dawn. My PS4 no longer works so I haven't gotten a chance to play Forbidden West but if I ever get it you can bet I'm devoting a week to it until I finish it.

Left 4 Dead. My favourite is the second one. I absolutely love Ellis. My dumbcunt with a heart of gold. Morosexual. I love him.

For Honor. I'm a shaman main and her name is Yrsa. :]

#blu whos

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ironmanfridgemagnet · 2 years

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Sitting on the Shelf - Marcus White x Reader

Part 25 - Valentine’s Day

SOTS Masterlist

"Attention shoppers. It's Valentine's Day, and love is in the air, along with dust, pet dander, and toxic mold spores, so pick up a SuperCloud air purifier and convince yourself it's making a difference, which it's not, 'cause it's just a fan."

Swinging your legs over the edge of the countertop, you sat facing the store, head turned as you engaged Garrett in small talk about any Valentine's Day plans you had. Though you'd denied having any plans to your friends face, you couldn't wait for your shift to end, knowing at the other side of it was a date night with Marcus; in the warmth of your apartment with some romcom and a whole bunch of Chinese food.

"Excuse me, everyone." Miles, one of your co-workers who you rarely saw, your shift patterns never lining up, snatched the microphone from Garrett's hands, buzzing it to life.

"Dude." Garrett cried, his hands thrown up in the air at the sudden lack of intercom in his hands. "You know what? I don't care."

"Two Aprils ago, I was new here, and someone special came over to help me on register. And, Lisa, you didn't just bag groceries. You bagged my heart."

"Ooh, this is a bad idea." Garrett cooed, his head leaning into his hand as he perched on the edge of his seat, anxious to see what was about to go forward.

"Lisa Beth-Ann Donatella Lopez-Fitzgerald, if you'll make me the luckiest man in St. Louis, I'll show you the time of your life."

Miles ripped off his cloud 9 vest, throwing it to the floor before springing away from the customer service counter. A dozen other regularly dressed customers suddenly ripped their clothes off, a sea of baby pink dresses and leather jackets flooding the store.

"This makes me genuinely sad." Jonah huffed, leaning against the side of the deli counter across from you, arms folded across his chest as he stared at the flash mob that was currently happening.

"I don't know." You pondered, approaching the group that had stopped to watch the performance in the café, all with judgmental looks. "I think it's kind of cute. I'd personally throw up if it happened to me though."

"Flash mob proposals are so lame." Amy huffed, quickly straightening up and turning to Cheyenne with a sweet smile. "Except for the one that Bo did for you. That was unique and very cool."

"Literally the cutest thing ever." You added, watching as a dancing Miles's eyes filtered across the crowd for a hopefully happy Lisa - though she seemed nowhere to be found.

"Yeah. Yeah, but flash mobs stopped being cool, like, a year ago." You laughed at Cheyenne's words, not surprised that the coolness of flash mobs worked in her favour.

Jonah was on the same train of thought, a short laugh bubbling past his lips as he shared a look with you. "Yeah, they were cool one year ago."

The flash mob was well in its midst now, Miles looking around frantically with every step he took in search of Lisa and her reaction to his proposal; though it never came.

"Where's Lisa? We need Lisa." Glenn ran past you, eyes scanning the crowd of customers and employees alike in search of Miles's blonde-headed sweetheart.

"She's in the bathroom." Dina shouted over the sound of "(I've had) The time of my life" that was blasting over the intercom and throughout the store, the flash mob stumbling to a stop at the confirmation Lisa hadn't seen anything yet.

Garrett's voice buzzed to life over the intercom, the song briefly fading into the background as he spoke. "Is it a quick bathroom break or more of a hunker-down-watch-YouTube-videos situation?"

"Hard to say. Her body language going in oh, wait, here..."

A very confused Lisa walked into the centre aisle, her hands coming out from her pockets as she meekly waved as a star stuck Miles, his eyes wide and frightened. With sudden haste, Miles ushered the members of the flash mob away, back to their previous position and began to run back towards the customer service desk. "Go back. Go back. Places, places."

"Oh, God. Not again." Amy sighed, receiving three grunts of agreement as you, Jonah and Cheyenne as the proposal began all over again; this time without the zest of surprise to aid the awful decision.

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"You guys, look what Jeff just sent me." Sandra announced herself to the group of you huddled around the gift wrapping counter, a large box-bouquet of red roses in her hands. "My precious treasure, words cannot express my love for you. And I love seeing you naked, because it's really good. Love, Mr. Man."

"Oh, Sandra! Those are so beautiful." You fussed, walking over to her and teasing at the Valentine's Day themed gift paper they came wrapped in.

Cheyenne, however, didn't seem to share the same sentiment, forcing a weary smile. "Wow, Jeff sent you those."

"That's, like, a hundred-dollar bouquet." Garrett gasped, eyeing you the expensive flower arrangement with suspicion, that you could understand. Sure, Jeff might want to spend all the money in the world on Sandra, but I'm a cloud 9 salary? It was a little suspicious.

"Yeah, or like, 140."

"Seems so weird he'd send you a gift at work when your relationship is supposed to be secret." Mateo snapped, Cheyenne immediately shooting him a look you couldn't quite read or understand.

"I guess he really loves me, huh?" Sandra admired the bouquet once more, her fingers toying with the petals of the red roses, vibrant and filled with life, which only seemed to fuel Mateo's anger more. "Hey Heather! Look what Jeff just sent me."

As Sandra walked away, a lovesick grin on her face and with an armful of beautiful flowers, Mateo bore a tight-lipped, tense expression. His hands gripped onto the tissue paper he'd been holding, tearing it right down the middle in a violent pull. "Oh, we need more tissue paper."

"What on earth is going on with Mateo today?" The shorter man was storming away from the three of you towards the warehouse in search of more tissue paper, his feet hitting the floor with heavy, angry thuds. "I'm not the only one seeing this, right?"

"What's wrong with him? Well, it's because of a reason that I, I can't tell you." Cheyenne blubbered, her words tailing off into what sounded like her loud, over the top nervous laughter. She had a secret.

"Hmm, I actually don't care, so..." Garrett hadn't asked, you had, but you highly doubted that he didn't want to know now that it was obvious something was going on.

"Mateo's the one dating Jeff, okay?" Cheyenne spat out, her words rushed and brash. You let out an audible gasp, hand smacking over your mouth as you held yourself back from saying anything while Cheyenne listed off the truth to you. "And Sandra is just making it up to get attention."

"So Sandra has a fake boyfriend." Garrett confirmed, a reassuring nod from Cheyenne egging the pair of you on.

"She sent herself flowers." You gasped once more, wide eyed expression flicking between Garrett and Cheyenne as you came to terms with what was really going on.

Only recently, in your drunken stupor had you found out Dina and Garrett were doing it - which Garrett still hadn't admitted to you himself - and now Mateo and Jeff? You'd ask if there was anyone in the store who wasn't with another co-worker, but you and Marcus were together, sorta, kinda, and Amy and Jonah had some kind of tension between them.

"And Mateo is dating Jeff?" At another nod of agreement from Cheyenne, a bemused smile dimpling his cheeks and raising his eyebrows. "This a quality Tuesday."

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As you continued your search for Amy, hoping to update her on the stuff you'd finished stocking - and the drama surrounding Jeff, Sandra and Mateo - you found her at the front of the store, staring intently at Arthur as he welcome a little girl into the store.

"Ames, what are you-" You were quickly silenced, Amy's finger pressing to your lips with a reprimand to 'shush' as she continued to watched the sweet interaction.

Arthur's attention quickly turned to Myrtle as she walked past, stumbling over a simple hello when trying to talk to her. Amy quickly pushed away from you, approaching the older man as she stared at a leaving Myrtle.

"Hey, Arthur, I might be totally off base here, but do you have a crush on Myrtle?"

"Oh, no. I well, maybe just a little crush." Arthur shyly admitted, looking longing after the older woman, her grey-haired top knot bouncing as she walked about.

"Oh, that is just the sweetest thing." You cooed, standing beside Amy and a blushing Arthur.

"I like to imagine the two of us together someday, feeding the ducks." Arthur got more confident in his words the more he spoke, his gaze still following Myrtle as she spoke so lovingly of her. Even though romance could sometimes gross you out, seeing this was actually quite sweet. "Watching the ducks. It doesn't have to be ducks."

"No. It can be ducks." Amy assured, quickly grabbing you and pulling you away from the front of the store with a wicked grin; scheming something from the small scene that had just played out before the two of you.

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Amy had dragged you towards soft lines, pretending to take stock as she watched Myrtle with a keen eye. Reaching out to touch Amy's hair, you twirled a curl around your finger, stretching it out then letting it bounce back into its original place.

"I love your hair, Ames." The blonde highlights had been another big change on top of the ear-length hair cut, but it suited Amy incredibly well. Amy either didn't hear you or ignored your words, fully focused on the interaction between Cheyenne and Myrtle.

"And Bo's parents are out of town, so everyone's just gonna get waa-sted. What about you? Any hot Valentine's Day plans?"

"No, probably sit in the park, feed the ducks." Myrtle shrugged with a meek smile, immediately going back to folding the clothes she had to stock after answering. You and Amy shared a look; you had a way in. Arthur had said he loved ducks - and he'd love to feed them with Myrtle - it was almost like fate was trying to tell you something.

"Ohh, that's so old person. You can come if you want, but it's bring your own nitrous."

"Hey, Myrtle, do you date anymore?" Amy asked, stepping away from the shelf the two of you had supposedly been stock checking, clipboard completely disregarded.

"No, but if you know someone nice, set me up. He doesn't even have to be white." Amy's hands drummed excitedly against your arm, a bright smile quickly forming on her face as her plan fell perfectly into place. What had she dragged you in to?

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Amy had dragged you back and forth around the store, having lead you with her to swap Cheyenne and Arthur's places between soft lines and greeting and now she was pulling you into the security office, staring intently as the blinking images of Arthur and Myrtle.

Sitting in Dina's office chair, you crossed your feet on the seat, pushing yourself into a slow spin off of the side of the countertop, eyes skimming over the live feed with each loop of the chair. "Come on, you two. Talk to each other. It's not like either one of you have that much time left."

"Hey. Oh, what is Arthur doing in Women's Wear? He's confused again. I'll go fix it." Glenn was already walking out of the security room within an instant of walking in, his hand there long enough to still the spinning of your chair and chastise Arthur.

"No, no. No, Glenn, I put him there." Amy's chin met her chest, awkwardly avoiding Glenn's eye-line as she comity to stare down the security camera footage.

"Why?"

"You know, just to mix things up, give people an opportunity to work with other people and..." Amy shrugged her shoulders incessantly as she spoke, an awful attempt at a cover story that was seeming to win Glenn over.

"She's trying to set them up." You revealed, looking up at Glenn over your shoulder, his hand still gripping the back of the spinny chair. "To like, date."

"Oh, I see." Glenn chastised, his lips puckering together as he raised his eyebrows at Amy. "It's wrong when I try to do matchmaking, but you get to whip out the fangs-"

"Huh? What fangs?"

"Cupid's fangs." Glenn clarified blankly, oblivious to the stark looks of surprise you and Amy were giving him.

"Glenn, again, an arrow. Never mind. Look, this is different. They're really perfect for each other." Amy assured, defending her own actions whilst chastising Glenn's.

Though you didn't agree with the idea of forcibly matchmaking your co-workers, you had to admit, it was sweet; the idea of the two older employees feeding the ducks together, in a park somewhere.

"Why can't I matchmake someone? Like..." Glenn looked around the small security room, his eyes scanning across the screens before landing on you. "Y/n! I could matchmake, y/n."

"Oh, that's really not necessary, Glenn."

"Are you sure? 'Cause I was thinking you'd look pretty good with Marcus; there's something there but I don't know what it is yet." Glenn's hand came to rest against his chin, squeezing at the skin as he swelled on what exactly it was what that made him picture you and Marcus together. "Or maybe Jonah. Is he still dating that girl from the cheese stall?"

"Anyway." You coughed out, trying not to focus on the fact that Glenn felt there was something between you and Marcus, and the smirk that Amy was boring into the side of your head. "They are kinda perfect for each other. They're both old."

"Yeah, and there's, like, this whole duck thing, but mostly they're old." Amy agreed, the smirk falling from her face as she refocused on the scene that played out on the live feed from the security camera.

"Why aren't they talking to each other?" Glenn asked, walking across the length of the security closet to stand beside Amy, pushing your chair into a spin as he walked away.

"I don't know. He's really shy. It's like they need a bigger push."

"Yeah." Glenn agreed, pointing a finger hard into the video screen onto a silent image of Jonah. "Oh, hey, you see that guy? You think that's Jonah, right? It's not."

Scooting over to sit beside Glenn and Amy at the screen, you clicked onto the image, scrolling and zooming in closer to view the image in as good detail as you could. "That's not Jonah? You sure?"

With a nod of confirmation from Glenn, you hummed in acknowledgement, pushing away from the desk and rolling around in your chair once more. With a shrug, you met Glenn's eyes.

"Could've fooled me."

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Amy and Glenn had left you as they sped off in search of duck themed items around the store, ordering you to find some kind of card and potentially a gift bag or wrapping paper - which had led you right back to where you'd been earlier that morning. The gift-wrapping counter.

"This is so embarrassing. I always tell him, "Jeff, you're gift enough for me," but he won't listen." A person dressed in a heart shaped outfit stood behind Sandra, holding an armful of gifts and Valentine's Day themed balloons. It was a big display of affection - too big for the likes of Jeff, who wasn't even dating Sandra in the first place - but either way she seemed smitten with the proclamation.

"I'm not much of a romantic, but this is special stuff." Garrett teased, eyeing up Mateo as anger seethed out of him, each word out of Garrett another spark to the flame.

"Whatever." Mateo scoffed, pulling out his phone and typing furiously against the screen. "Do you know how many babies choke on balloons and die every year? I don't know, but it seems like a few would."

"I'm just happy for Sandra." You shrugged, looking longingly at the blissful smile that rested on her face. Even though her relationship might not have been real, the joy it seemed to bring her was something you wouldn't want her to lose.

"I mean, can you imagine what it's like to have what she has? I mean, just to have a connection like that with someone." Garrett stared longingly at the display, and if you didn't know him better, you'd say he was imagining himself in Sandra's shoes right now.

You loved Garrett. That was no question. And he loved you too; just not like that. The two of you had been on cute little dinner dates, he'd bought you'd flowers, you'd bought him flowers and you had weekly movie nights that were very rarely skipped. But you weren't a couple. Maybe, you thought, Garrett needed someone in his life who would do the couple stuff for him.

Maybe, that someone could be Dina, if he ever manned up and told you about them.

"I bet Jeff just loves it." You confirmed, a smirk curling onto your lips as you looked on at Sandra and her heart-shaped gift-a-gram fondly.

"30. 30 babies die." Mateo spat, stuffing his phone into his pocket and rushing away from the counter in a fit of rage.

Reaching your hand out towards Garrett, he slammed his hand down onto your own in a high five, the two of you having set off Mateo's fuse in what appeared to be record time.

"You got any duck themed Valentine's Day cards back there?" You asked, turning around, leaning against the counter to talk to Garret.

"No." Letting out a laugh at Garrett's blunt response, you threw your head back, before peering back down at him. "Best I can do you is a heart-shaped card and some pink tissue paper."

"Call it a done deal." Leaning over the countertop, legs dangling slightly off the ground, you leaned down and pressed a kiss to Garrett's cheek, taking the card and paper from his hands as you did. "Thank you. You're a saint."

"No worries, doll." Garrett blew you a kiss as you back away from the counter, a skip in your step as you headed back in the direction of the break room, supplies in hand and plan ready for action. "I'll see you around."

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Sitting round a table with Amy and Glenn, you stabbed your fork into your lunch, piling food onto your fork and then brining it to you mouth. Knees up to your chest, you had your phone balanced against them, skim reading through any emails you hadn't caught up on yet.

"She's late, like..." Glenn checked his watch, eyes flickering between the door and the magazine in front of him in an effort to act like he wasn't waiting for her.

Amy suddenly sprung up in her seat, hitting Glenn on the arm to silence him. "There she is."

"Hey, Myrtle. Break time already, huh?" Magazine were long forgotten the second Myrtle entered the break room, thrown against the table and ignored - if it had been anyone else, the set up would've been obvious.

"I love break time, great time to kick back and see what's in the old locker, huh?" So, Glenn wasn't really working on the who subtle aspect of the plan, but Myrtle didn't seem to notice, instead opening her locker to find it filled with gifts galore.

Leaning out of your seat a little, you peered into the locker - you hadn't had the chance yet to see the gifts Amy and Glenn had gathered for her - to find a sweet pink jumper and a duck stuffie. "What you got there?"

"I don't think this is my locker." Myrtle muttered pulling the duck stuffie out and fiddling with its soft fur in what appeared to be abject horror.

"Yeah, it is." Glenn far too quickly confirmed, sinking back into his seat with a thud as he tried to play it off nonchalantly. "It just looks like someone left you some flowers and chocolates and a duck."

"Wow. Who's it from?" Amy asked, edging Myrtle on to look through the surplus of gifts that was hidden away in her locker.

"Guys, I'm starting to think this was a bad idea." Amy scrunched her face at you, clearly not seeing the same reaction you saw in Myrtle, instead nudging Glenn and getting him to provoke Myrtle's reaction even more.

"Well, look. Look for a card. Just look around. Look look under that sweater. No, not your sweater. He's not a magician."

A frown settled on Myrtle's face as she clutched the heart-shaped card in shaking hands. "It's from Arthur."

"Ohh. That's so sweet of him." Amy cooed, looking on at the scene fondly despite the way Myrtles face seemed to be contorting between upset and fear.

"That's so nice." Myrtle began crying then, Amy and Glenn fawning more over the scene as the influx of sudden emotion whilst you sprung from your chair and crossed the length of the room. Wrapping an arm around the older woman, you took the card gently from her and placed it back inside of her locker, out of sight.

"He won't leave me alone. Why won't he leave me alone?"

Amy's eyes went wide, surprised by the change in mood and your instant accompaniment of Myrtle. With an apologetic grimace, you mouthed a sorry at the pair of matchmakers, rubbing your hand across Myrtle's shoulder as she cried into her hands.

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"So, Myrtle has filed sexual harassment complaints against Arthur as well as the two of you."

Though Myrtle had asked you, well, Amy, to set her up, you can see how it was so easily interrupted in other ways. Especially when Arthur had been harassing Myrtle, unbeknownst to all of you.

"That's crazy. We didn't harass her." Amy insisted, throwing her arms about in distress as she shouted at the phone.

You'd somehow escaped the situation Scott-free, despite having found and written the card 'from Arthur,' but had been called to Glenn's office before you knew only the two of them had been given the brunt of the blame. Though you weren't exactly sure what you'd done that was worthy of Myrtle not filing a complaint against you, you weren't exactly complaining.

"She's alleging that you used your positions of authority to force her to work with an employee in hopes of engaging in a physical relationship with him. And she also claims you broke into her locker. Now, what's your side of the story?"

"Um, factually similar." Amy stumbled through an admission, looking between you and Glenn for help in covering up the factual truth of the situation, though no help came to her.

"Yeah, but you can prove anything with facts. I mean, Darwin..." Glenn couldn't get the words out, the corporate rep cutting him off with another insistence about what he and Amy had done.

"She goes on to say that he made lewd and profane comments."

"Arthur?" Amy gasped, a hand resting over her heart as her mouth hung agape over the phone. "He's so sweet."

"Maybe he's not as sweet as we thought?" You offered, one hand raised to your mouth as you bit at the tips of your nails, it resting on top of the other which was folded across your chest.

"Well, we had no idea what he was saying to her. The security cameras don't have sound." Glenn defended, voice seeming to raise an octave as he fought against the corporate personal on the other end of the line with desperation.

"I'm sorry, are you saying that you were spying on them as well?"

"No, spying makes it sound like we were trying to get information." Glenn cried, eyebrows tensed and arms firm on his hips. "We were just watching them for our own pleasure."

"Stop talking, Glenn."

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"Sexual harassment. At what point is it inappropriate? Harassment is always wrong."

Amy had ushered herself out of Glenn's valentine-ified office in search of a deeply upset Myrtle - leaving you and Glenn to go back to the break room to empty out Myrtles locker and finish your lunch - and apparently started an altercation which ended with her telling Myrtle she was 'asking for it.'

"If it starts in the Break Room, it shouldn't end in the bedroom."

"He's totally thinking about boning Sandra right now." Garrett whispered to you, loud enough for Mateo to hear, over the hum of the old break room television and training tape.

Mateo, who had heard the small comment, replied with a sharp, 'No, he's not.' writhing in his seat at the thought alone. Jeff had, unsurprisingly, been called out to deal with the issue, and instead of dealing with it, had put on an at least 2 decade old training tape.

"And fewer lawsuits equals more revenue for Cloud 9, which benefits all of us."

"I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable, Michelle." The cloud 9 mascot, 'Mc Cool Cloud' has sexually harassed someone this time, which was a weird enough concept on its own. But the way everyone just accepted that he was a cloud - a talking, breathing cloud - didn't sit right with you.

"Doesn't Mc Cool Cloud give you the creeps? Or is it just me?" You leaned back slightly in your chair, asking Garrett in a hushed whisper as to not disturb the obedient silence that filled the room.

"No, there's definitely something off about that cloud." Garrett agreed, Mateo straightening up in your peripheral vision at the thought you were making more comments about Jeff and Sandra.

"Oh, MC Cool Cloud, you are all right."

Jeff finally turned off the video with a click, the tv screen fading to black as Mc Cool Cloud finally, and thankfully, left your sights. "Does anybody have any questions?"

"No, I think we're all set here." Amy insisted with a tight lipped smile, tapping her hands against the table she sat at in nervous wait.

"Actually, I do. How does Mc Cool Cloud hold the chain up? What's it connected to?" Though Jeff seemed to be actually pondering the logistics of your question, Glenn began to speak.

"You can't take love out of the workplace." Glenn whined, a frown forming on his face at the thought of it alone. As long as you'd known him, Glenn had been a man of love - especially when it came to his employees - so the idea of that love being taken away must've worried him deeply.

"Oh, God, kill me now." Amy's head fell heavily against her hand, groaning into the flesh as Glenn continued his rant about love.

"What about Miles and Lisa? If it was up to you, they never would have gotten together. And then the children they're gonna have would never have been born."

Lisa's face scrunched in confusion, her eyebrows pinching in confusion, a frown settling on her face. "Oh, we're we're not having kids." It appeared to be news to Miles, who gasped out a 'what?' turning to Lisa with a look of confusion and hurt.

"No one is saying you can't ever date somebody you work with. Just be careful not to make unwanted advances." Though Jeff was trying his hardest to explain what was right and what was not acceptable, it still managed to confuse the break room.

"So you can't ask someone out unless you know they like you? But then you don't know if someone likes you unless you ask them out." Cheyenne asked between licks of her heart-shaped, red and white swirled lollipop, the candied treat fitting the themed streamers and banners that covered the break room. "So that's, like, a Catch-22."

"Whoa, well done." Jonah gasped, turning in his seat to stare at a smiling Cheyenne. If it weren't for the weirdly tense atmosphere that filled the break room, you'd have been as shocked as Jonah - or you'd have laughed at the utterly surprised look on his face.

"Oh, I've been studying for the SATs. It's been a very extrapolatory experience."

"Okay, what we need is a database. Everybody write down all the employees you're attracted to. Totally confidential." Dina quickly began handing out blank sheets of paper from her clipboard, giving them to those nearest to her first. "I will compile a spreadsheet of any matches and post it above the microwave."

"Nope, we're not doing that. Let's just say that if you ask somebody out, and they say no, move on." Jeff, ever the man of hand gestures, motioned out the words he was saying, trying to work out a middle ground that would appease everyone.

Marcus stayed slouched in his seat, arm raised lazily pressed against his chest, eyes briefly meeting your own, before Jeff nodded at him to go ahead. "What if she just says no because she has plans that night? Can you ask her out again for a different night?"

"Umm. I guess. I mean, it depends. Does she really have plans, or is she politely telling you she's not interested?"

Marcus's hand hit against the table, snapping with his middle finger and thumb then pointing a finger gun at you. "Which one is it, y/n?"

Marcus looked good sat across the room from you, his grey T-shirt clung to his slouched form, the three-quarter shirt sleeves really accentuating the more muscled parts of his arms. His arms folded across his chest as he waited for your response, arms flexing as he did, and a grin was bit back between his teeth - which as you looked at him, you decided it was the most attractive thing you'd ever seen.

"I did really have plans..." You began, eyes trailing across Marcus's face, a wicked grin curling onto your lips. "But the second one."

"Whatever." Marcus scoffed, rolling his eyes at your teasing tone; you had plans tonight, he knew you weren't being serious. "I was just asking as a joke anyway."

"Sometimes people do change their minds. I mean, I met Jerusha when we were both working at my father's hardware store. I asked her out every day for a year, and then she said yes." Glenn explained, eliciting a chorus of 'Awww's' across the break room.

"Okay, actually, that's called a systemic pattern of hostility. It's, like, the number one thing you can't do." Jeff emphasised, Glenn's face paling at the idea that had forced Jerusha into a relationship against her will.

"I got a question." Garrett raised his hand, not waiting for Jeff to answer him before he began to ask his question. "The actress in the video, does she get paid per video, or is it more of a flat rate for the whole day kind of thing?"

"My guess is flat rate."

"I've got another one." Raising your own hand, you waited for Jeff to nod at you, grabbing the attention of the break room. "If your dating someone and your best friend doesn't know can that be considered neglect?"

"No, I don't think so." Jeff looked at you as though you'd lost your mind, but before he had the opportunity to ask about the meaning behind your question, Mateo had raised his hand.

"Can ignoring someone you're dating be considered harassment?" At Jeff's, again, dismissal of the odd question, Mateo scoffed, folding his arms defensively across his chest. "Of course you don't."

"I'm, I'm just not explaining it right. I wasn't harassing her. She agreed to go out with me because my father threatened to fire her if she didn't." Gasps echoed around the break room this time at Glenn's admission, the meet-cute getting uglier with each addition to it.

Arthur turned to Myrtle with a pleading look, the attention of the break room change with each breath of new conversation. Innocence seemed apparent on his face and you could imagine Amy fawning at the sight behind you as you turned in your chair. "Myrtle, I'm so sorry. It was wrong to harass you, and if you want, I will quit right now."

As Amy and Myrtle argued over whether Arthur was a good guy or not, you met Marcus's eyes from across the room. He winked at you, biting back a grin as your eyes met, his arms tucked across his chest and under his arms as he stay slouched in his seat. It felt like the image was going to be burned into the back of your skull. Shifting in your seat, you smoothed down the front of your jeans, tuning back into the conversation, though slightly more flustered then a moment before.

"Arthur is a lovely guy. He was just trying to compliment you." Amy emphasised for what felt like the millionth time today; at this point you weren't entirely sure if she was doing it out of earnest or to prove her point that Arthur wasn't a creep.

"That's all it is! I like your sweater, and I think you're pretty." The break room was once again encapsulated by the sweets words that slipped from Arthur's lips, his gaze endearingly on Myrtle who seemed to squirm under it. "And I love how your sweater cleaves tight against your breasts."

What the fuck.

"Gross, dude." Marcus scoffed, turning his head but assuming his relaxed position. "She's, like, 100."

"Okay, this is actually making things worse." Jeff attempted to calm the situation, though the break room and its population had already descended into chaos, a cacophony of voices shouting over each other.

"It's not always harassment. I mean, Jerusha and I got married."

"Oh, so it's not harassment if you marry them?" Cheyenne refuted, Glenn's face contorting into one of pure horror as he looked back at her.

"Oh, God, what have I done?"

"They're like two little robin's eggs all bundled up in a bird's nest." Arthur continued his 'compliments' - this time just blatantly harassing Myrtle in front of all of their coworkers, plain for everyone to see.

"Found her on IMDB." Garrett interrupted, holding up his phone. When you turned your head to look, you smacked into the front of the screen, coming away and rubbing your nose as you read it. "She was on "NCIS." She played "Lady in Pool." Acting life is tough."

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Thankfully, your shift was long over now, the day having finally come to a close so that you could go and pick up some Chinese food before Marcus would come and meet you at your apartment, his shift not over for another hour or so yet.

You'd picked up a handful of items from through-out the trip through the store towards the exit, lazily swinging the basket they sat in back and forth as you walked.

"Did Jeff get Sandra puppies?" You asked, stopping beside Garrett, who had a basket of 'go-backs' nestled on his lap, and Mateo, who for the first time today seemed sort of relaxed. "Now, that is a commitment."

"I'm not a big Valentine's Day guy, but Jeff and Sandra are..." Garrett began his tormenting, staring fondly at the couple before him in hope of eliciting a reaction out of Mateo, though was swiftly cut off by his simple coo.

"Jandra. We should call them Jandra." Mateo quickly walked over to the group surrounding Sandra and her adorable little balls of sunshine, a wide smile of his face for the first time today.

"Why does everybody want to fuck Jeff?"

"I'm not entirely sure, Gare. I'm not sure at all." It was a crazed situation, but when wasn't it at cloud 9? Bidding your goodbye and a fun evening to Garrett, you headed in the direction of the checkouts to buy your good and make your way home for the evening.

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A bagful of goodies to take back to your apartment, and a pair of car keys that weren't yours, you were heading back into the store before you'd even left, finding Amy amidst the Valentine's Day aisle.

"Oh, hey, if you've got plans tonight, you can head out. I'm fine to finish this up." Amy didn't look up from her sweeping the destroyed display, only glancing up at the silence when you didn't respond.

Twirling her car keys in your hand, you tossed them out to her, tucking your hand back into the pocket of Marcus's jacket, the other gripping onto the bag filled with snacks and drinks.

"Actually, my shift is already over. And I also do happen to have plans tonight."

"You have plans tonight?" Jonah asked, suddenly appearing beside you, a half frown on his face at the discovery. "Like Valentine's Day plans? Or plans plans?"

"Valentine's Day plans." You confirmed, nodding hesitantly at Jonah, grip tightening on your bag. "And not that it has anything to do with you, J, but it's with a very strapping young fellow."

"Why'd you say it like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like that?"

"You know what? It doesn't matter. I've got to get going. Have a lovely Valentine's Day guys." Turning away from the pair, you began to walk back in the direction of the stores exit, in the direction of your apartment, of warm Chinese food and of Marcus.

At the last moment, you turned back and blew them a kiss, an unusual pep in your step as you began your journey out of the store and back to your apartment.

"Y/n's got plans?" Jonah pondered aloud, hands on his hips and jaw hung agape as he stared at your retreating figure, unmoving even after you'd left his sights. "With who? Do you know them? Why didn't they tell me?"

"I don't know, Jonah." Amy was lying through her teeth, biting back a smile at the fact she was in the know for once. It was easy to hide as she continued to sweep things off of the floor, avoiding Jonah's eyes as his bore into her, desperate for any inkling of information he could grasp too. "You want to help me clean this up? Or have you got plans tonight too?"

"No. No, I've not." Jonah grabbed the broom stick from Amy, beginning to sweep up the broken ribbons and banners as she picked up the larger pieces of rubbish. "Did they tell you they had plans, or-"

"I don't know, Jonah. Let it go."

Jonah wouldn't let it go. As long as he was unaware of whoever it was that had you smitten enough for Valentine's Day plans, he would not rest easy. They must have been special to you - and he was special to you - and the fact that you didn't tell him had a million thoughts running through his head.

Not a single one was the idea it was Marcus.

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