How Do You Know When Someone Likes You?
Well, the truth is you donât. No matter what they do, no matter how much you overanalyse your interactions, you cannot predict or assume someoneâs emotions. Even if you could, it would be unfair of you to do that for them; dictate their innermost thoughts for them.
Consider this for example.
Boy likes Girl â or seems to at least. Girl doesnât even know he exists before he initiates a personal interaction right in the middle of the road a day after a common midterm where not even a hello was nodded. Later on, Boy searches for Girl in the library and formally introduces himself, asks for contact into, you know, the way things happen. Boy is now on Girlâs map.
Right now, it would be good to know this story takes place on an academic context.
This progresses into more personal interactions. Boy and Girl sit together in classes; in the front during the first one because the Girl likes it, in the back during the other because itâs the Boyâs preference. Boy initiates the change.
After only talking three times, Boy stalls when class is over to talk to Girl. Boy offers to drive Girl home â they live close together, sheâs on his way. Girl agrees. Interactions become even more interesting.
Boy asks about Girlâs future. Sheâs leaving the country by the end of next year â or at least thatâs the plan.
Girl is excited she meets someone who loves this science as much as her.
I wonât bore you with the details of all that was shared, but there are a few highlights that made Girlâs day.
Boy says one day to a friend he just introduced Girl to, âI have found my person here. Both in this *Field of Science*, both in the same classes and living close together.â
Girl freezes and wishes for him to have meant something else; something more. Girl knows he probably didnât. The expression is repeated twice to two more people.
Boy doesnât have a car that day. He has a group of friends he was planning on leaving with but asks Girl to come with them. Girl wants to stay longer â just ten minutes. Boy lets his group leave, stays with Girl until the event is over so that they can leave together by bus.
Social media? Interactions are stunted â non-existent almost.
Time to enrol to the next semester. Boy makes during class a file for himself with possible choices, but shares it with Girl on social media without being prompted or asked. Girl feels warmth. Considered. Cared for.
Exams roll around. Boy tells Girl theyâre going together. Emphasis on tells because Girl never had any expectations. For Boy it seemed like a given.
Boy says to Girl as theyâre driving to the exams: âI know it may seem like a daily hassle to you, but being away from you is my stressor during the exam.â Girl feels like she wants to cry happy tears until tomorrow never ends. Girl wants to hug Boy, but physical contact is something that never happened between them. All Girl can promise is to stay close.
Boy goes on, âIf she separates us, wait for me until the end. Iâll wait for you until the end â until the end of the world, until I lose my light, Iâll lie on the floor and pretend Iâm dying.â
Now I know what youâre thinking. Thatâs it. How much more does Girl need to know to see this guy is into her, right? Well, what you donât know is the part after the hyphen are lyrics of a song that came out about a decade ago. Girl didnât even know Boy would even know that. But Boy quoted the song and Girl has no idea what it means.
Girl stays up at night analysing Boy. Girlâs been speaking to Boy for months and she still canât figure him out.
One of two things are happening: Boy is into Girl, or Boy is an incredibly kind person.
Two things are also true: Girl is into Boy. Boy is a truly kind person.
Before exam Girl jokes theyâre friends only because Girl is a good student and Boy wants her close to cheat on the exams. Boy laughs and agrees.
Hanging out as a group, Boy and Girl are studying in their corner â Boy keeps getting distracted by another female friend laughing. It seems to Girl Boyâs attention is on her.
Enter jealousy.
Boy has never liked any of her Instagram posts. Boy never even asked for it in the first place. Girl finds female friendâs Instagram account. Boy has liked almost all of them.
Another decision is reached: Boy wants to use Girlâs intelligence for his gain. Boy probably likes female friend.
At least, with that thought in mind, rejection is easier to handle. Isnât it, Girl?
When you finish reading this story, please note how seven lines can cross fourty-five into oblivion.
So, does Boy like Girl after all? Can anyone know? Can you?
If you have an answer, or a theory, or an opinion, Girl is all ears. It may be something Girl hasnât even thought of, right? Â
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Willful Entrapment - Thiam fic
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Rating: Â Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Pairings: Theo Raeken/Liam Dunbar, Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Mason Hewitt/Corey Bryant
Tags: AU- Canon Divergence, s5 happened differently, s6 not referrenced, Still Supernatural, Lawyer Liam, Lawyer Theo, Political Fixers Dread Doctors, Mayor Race, Political Crime, Politics, Lawyer Lydia Martin, Other Male Character, FBI Agent Stiles, FBI Agent Derek, FBI Agent Theo, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Canon Typical Violence, Mind Control, Manipulation, Slow Burn
Summary:
Theo looked at him from head to toe in the dingy bar they were at, his expression thoughtful and deadly serious as he said, âso tell me Liam. Are you sure youâre not a parking ticket? Because youâve got fine written all over you." Â
Liam laughed so hard, he almost fell from the barstool. "Oh my God. Is that what youâre going with?" Â
"Did you know people are more likely to laugh at jokes of people theyâre attracted to?" Â
"And you think Iâm attracted to you." Â
"I think I got a chance. Donât you?â
He did. And he blew it. He left the next morning to save Liam from the whirlpool that was Theoâs life. But Liam had to go and put himself in harmâs way again, didnât he? So Theo entered the Governorâs race against Liam. And now everything was upside down with no way to fix it and survive. But his own survival had never been part of his quest, had it? Itâs always been Liamâs no matter what Liam thinks.
2018 Thiam Big BangÂ
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AND beautiful fanart by @theraeken
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How are there people on Earth who donât like Bucky Barnes?
I mean, look at this Delicious Dumpling!
Heâs smol. And heâs been through a hell of a lot.
First of all, Baby Boy was drafted into World War II not knowing what would happen to him. He left behind his entire family (mom and sisters), and very problematic (and sick) best friend, to possibly never to return.
Secondly, our Little Lovebug ended up being a prisoner of fucking war and experimented on by a mad Nazi scientist.
Thirdly, he fell from a train while trying to help save the god damned world from Hydra domination.
Fourthly, he was tortured and brainwashed into becoming an assassin who then spent 70+ years doing atrocious acts to those who opposed Hydra. And when not committing these acts of Hydra, being cryogenically frozen until his evil alter ego was needed.
Fifth, he escaped his Hydra captivity to finally be able to start remembering who he truly is, James Buchanan Barnes, but has to do it on the run in Romania because heâs being hunted by both Hydra AND the US Government.
Sixth, our Precious Plum was just minding his own business before being FALSELY accused of bombing the United Nations. Therefore, he had to run again. (But this time, his friend is joining him to prove his innocence⌠which also causes a lot of drama between his best friendâs new work crew.)
Seventh, after his innocence for the UN bombing is fucking proven (yes it was), Hunky Honey Bunches of Oats voluntarily put himself back into a cryogenic chamber until a smart-as-hell sixteen year old was able to break his brainwashing. (It worked, btw.)
Eighth, the Jelly Bean was finally woken up and leading a normal, brainwash free, and quiet life when Barney the GIant Purple Dick Head decided he needed some special space gems to dstroy half of the universe. Of course, with a heart of gold and a sense of right, Boy-o ends up fighting again.Â
Then - turns out - he is part of the half that gets erased from existance. (I canât post that gif as it hurts too bad.)
Life has not been fair to our Pumpkin Roll, and he does not deserve a single piece of hate that gets sent his way. So, donât come to this house and say that Bucky Barnes is a villain because it for sure ainât true, and you will for sure get bitch slapped for that blasphemy.
This has been a Bucky Barnes Appreciation Post from The Bucky Barnes Protection Squad, and we approve of this message.
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how do you know if you're in love???
I honestly asked my friend this same question just hours ago as I was clueless myself but thinking about it now I think itâs when for the first time after what seemed like a dreadful year (or life), you look forward to waking every morning knowing he (letâs use he as itâs me talking) will be there for you. I think itâs just plain seeing him and being happy thatâs heâs around. Itâs being happy just by hearing his voice. No matter how bad your day is, one message from him would make your entire day. Itâs when he makes you want to write long letters and huge poems. Itâs not all about âlustâ- itâs more of the intimate relationship you have together. Itâs when the simplest of things count. Itâs when you start to mature and start to plan something with him for the future. Itâs when he makes you want to start fixing your life. Itâs when heâs always in your head 3 pm or 3 am. Itâs when you canât stop talking or thinking about him. Itâs when you just really always miss him even if heâs right beside you. Itâs the âI used to like green eyes but now blue eyes are my favoriteâ. Itâs when all love and cheesy stuff just apply for him. Itâs when you begin to see nothing but him and you value him like you value yourself. Itâs not the âheart pounding, hands sweatingâ feeling but more of the âI feel homeâ feeling. Itâs more of like talking to yourself- being yourself with someone without worries. Itâs when you begin to really trust him with everything and that includes your happiness. Itâs when heâs your happiness. Itâs when subconsciously you change for the better. Itâs when you once again start opening up after a long time. Itâs when you are denying it at most cause you are afraid of how strong you feel and last I think while youâre reading this- thereâs someone in your head right now and youâre just contemplating whether youâre in love with him or not but hey the fact that he or she is the person (out of billions of people) in your mind while you read this must say a lot.
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me: *hangs out w/ little kids and tries 2 teach them self love and feminist ideas*
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Zakynthos Island, Greece
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T.B.T. - A Thiam fic
I donât know what this is but itâs fun and I wrote it, so there.
Summary:Â
In which Liam has boobs, Theo can't stop staring and Stiles is done with them all.
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âItâs gone.â He says and looks up at everyone until his gaze lands on Theo. He looks inside his pants again, his eyes wide with fear and then looks at Theo again. âOh my God.â Theo is going to leave him. Thatâs it. Heâs going to lose Theo because of some stupid teenage witch. âMy dick is gone, Theo!â
Or as Lydia so eloquently puts it... âLiam pissed off a witch and now his body is female on its period.â
Rating: M
Warnings: Fluff, Established Relationship, Genderswap, Implied Sexual Content, it gets sexy at some point though, touching, description of a womanâs period, humor, crack
You know, witches, man. Witches are evil. No matter what you think, Liam doesnât care, not after this. He had been perfectly polite to the teenage witch he had found hitting on Theo on his run in the woods! He just called her an evil witch thatâd dip her claws into anything with a pulse and had thrown a squirrel at her as a better option than Theo! What?! It had a pulse. And he hadnât known she was a witch! And Theo had no right running shirtless in the woods, but donât worry, they will be talking about this later. Right now they had other problems.
You see, they had been playing tag as a pack bonding activity when Liam caught Theo with her hands all over his chest and Liam just snapped. The pack had no idea what had happened. The only part they had caught was the witch turning red with anger and shame, chanting something Liam couldnât even recognize as a language and then going poof right in front of them!
âWhat just happened?â Stiles had asked of course. Liam wished he could turn back time, but he didnât think heâd do anything different, so it wouldnât matter anyway.
Which brings us to the now, the why he had had such a stupid wish.
Liam has boobs.
No. Really.
He looks down and all he can see is boobs. He can see a bit of his shoes too, theyâre not that huge, but theyâre there and theyâre heavy and Liam is freaking out while Theo is looking at him in awe. He can smell lust coming off the bastard. Liam growls at the scent, but when he sees Theo reaching out to touch, he doesnât stop him. Instead he moans an incredibly short lasting moan until he hisses in pain. Theo is now cupping his breast â Jesus! He canât believe he actually has one! Not just one, two of them! â and massaging lightly, but Liam canât take it. He pushes Theoâs hand away, âStop,â He almost whimpers. âTheyâre sore.â He doesnât know why. He looks at Malia and Lydia who are staring in shock at him. Maybe they know. So, of course, Liam asks. âAre they supposed to be this sore?â He says, rubbing them himself instinctually in a way that is soothing somehow. âDo you guys always feel like that? I thought you enjoyed touching your boobs.â Hayden did, at least as far as he knows. But these were bigger than hers. He looks down again to confirm that, and yeah⌠theyâre definitely bigger. Maybe that makes a difference?
âOh no,â he hears Lydia say and his head snaps up at the sound, suddenly worried somethingâs really, really wrong. He wants to cry. Why does he want to cry? Or maybe hit something! Thatâs more like it!
âShit.â Malia adds and this doesnât help the swirl of emotions inside Liam. He wants to run, but he wants to know whatâs wrong too and Liam has never felt so confused in his entire life. Whatâs happening?!
âWhat?â He asks and when they simply look at each other, he asks again, louder this time, âWhat?!â
Lydia looks at him resigned, âYouâre getting your period.â
Liam frowns. âWhat?!â Thatâs not true. âNo, Iâm not!â Thatâs impossible. Right?! âI donât have a period! Iâm a man!â He slaps Theoâs chest who is still looking hungrily at his damn boobs. His eyes snap up to Liamâs at that. âTheo, tell them!â he demands. He swears to God he better have been following the conversation because Liam is not stating his manhood again.
Theo smirks then, the awe still on his face, but now smugness is there too and Liam knows heâs going to say something heâll regret. âYeah, heâs definitely a man,â Theo says looking him up and down in a way that would have made Liam hit him if it was anybody else. âMy ass can attest to that.â He kisses Liam once after that, a chaste kiss, but it makes Liam smile and the smile he gets in response⌠God, it wakes up those butterflies in his stomach.
The exchange is not lost by the others, who know Liam would have at least mildly punched him for the comment, but they donât mention that. A happy Liam is a better Liam for all.
But Lydia has a point to prove and sheâs not letting go. She raises an eyebrow at Liam, crosses her arms on her chest, accentuating her own boobs at the same time which makes Liam remember whatâs going on around him. âWhy donât you check your pants then,â she says as if she already knows the answer. She probably does.
As Liam goes to unbutton the top of his pants, Mason jumps in, âWhile youâre at it, is the chest hair there too?â
Theo freezes at that. He loves Liamâs chest hair. He loves to pull at it and make Liam moan, he loves to cuddle against it, he loves to run his hand through it whenever Liam is too tense and Liam needs to relax. You guys donât get it; Theo loves Liamâs chest hair. Theo turns to Liam in horror, who is busy looking at his own pants, but Theo doesnât care, he doesnât care about anything other than⌠âOh, no. The chest hair. Liam, please, tell me it isnâtâŚâ he stops unable to say the word gone. It makes him want to pout for the rest of time just thinking about it. Until Liam interrupts him with some horror of his own.
âItâs gone.â He says and looks up at everyone until his gaze lands on Theo. He looks inside his pants again, his eyes wide with fear and then looks at Theo again. âOh my God.â Theo is going to leave him. Thatâs it. Heâs going to lose Theo because of some stupid teenage witch. âMy dick is gone, Theo!â Suddenly, Masonâs question sinks in and he turns to his best friend in confusion, âAlso, I thought you hated chest hair.â
Mason just shrugs, âMostly I do. But yours is kinda artfully there, dude,â he says pointing at Liamâs whole chest area.
Theo growls at that, pulling Liam closer by his waist and Liam smiles delighted. Until he notices that brought his breasts closer to Theoâs face and Theoâs eyes glaze over again looking at them. Immediately, his mood changes and Liam scoffs, pushing Theo away.
Meanwhile, Mason is muttering something about âfucking bearsâ and everyone hears Corey berate him for it. âNo body-shaming, baby,â Corey softens the reprimand with a kiss on his cheek.
Mason shakes his head though, âOh, I wasnât body shaming anybody. I was literally talking about that time I fucked a bear.â
Everyone except Corey turns to him in shock varied towards disgust and freaking out. âYou what?!?!â
Stiles is gaping like a fish at everything thatâs unravelling in front of him. Where is Kiraâs sword?! Give it to him! Heâll open up a hole right here to fall into! âThis is literally the most scarring conversation of my entire life.â He doesnât turn to look at his best friend as he speaks next, his brain too shocked to process it all and his eyes too shocked to move from Mason, âScott, whereâs the bleach.â
Scottâs eyes are wide like saucers, his mind is barely keeping up, heâs pretty sure heâs lost something in this conversation because heâs pretty sure Mason just admitted to committing bestiary â or was it beastiality?- and that was a huge no-no for him and just, âI donât know. But I think I might need it too.â
Mason looks at them before he understands what theyâre all thinking and jumps unprompted, shivering in disgust, âEw! Come on! I didnât â It wasnât â Itâs a type of guy thatâs really hairy, okay?!â
They all exhale a big breath in relief except Liam who does the exact opposite. âUh, Theo,â he started with trepidation.
âYeah, babe?â
Liam hesitates before he admits, âThe chest hairâs gone.â
âWhat?!â Theo exclaims and lets go of Liamâs waist to push his t-shirt up, which he probably reconsidered Liam flashing everybody with his newfound boobs and just stretched the neck of the t-shirt to look in there better.
Malia is not that shocked actually. Instead, she rolls her eyes at the pair of them and says, âOf course itâs gone, you have breasts now!â
âOw, stop touching!â Liam complains, pushing Theoâs probing fingers away. Seriously, no matter how many times he pokes them, theyâre still going to stay jiggly, and theyâre still going to hurt.
âBut,â Theo goes to protest â he just likes touching them okay? They look so soft and squishy and so hot on Liam! â however Liam just glares at him, pointing at him and saying a simple âNo!â just like youâd do to a bad dog. Theo just pouts in response and looks longingly at the balls of squish on Liamâs chest.
Stiles is so done. You got that? Heâs done! âOkay, we need to fix this. I canât take this anymore,â he says flailing around and turns to his alpha for guidance, basically begging him to do something â anything! âScott, Scotty, how do we fix this?â
But the alpha is too shocked to respond, let alone think.
Lydia, though, has a foreboding expression on her face as she says, âWe need to fix this before Liam gets his period.â
âUh, guys?â They all turn to look at Liam. Liam has scrunched up his face in disgust, heâs wincing and grimacing at the same time as he feels something liquid drop out of him. âI think itâs too late.â
âLetâs go to Deaton.â That is the first helpful thing anyone has ever said, thank you Mason. But as Liam goes to take his first step, he freezes. Thereâs something⌠God, what is that? âI feel something.â Somethingâs coming out of him and it feels weird and gross and slime and Liam hates everything right now, heaven and hell and earth and the biology class that he never paid attention to though he doubts it would have told him what this thing is. âOh. Make it stop. Please.â He stares pleadingly at the girls for any words of wisdom. Heâs really freaking out here. He has no idea whatâs happening, he has breasts and probably a vagina too and Liam has no idea how to deal with it all. âHow do we stop it?â
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