#i'm just gonna hide this among my shitposts

[incarnateirony]

Can I ask you something about Misha and Jensen? And I also heard the Winchesters cast messaged a tumblr blog for promo months ago and I wanted to know if you heard about that.

People can ask, not sure if i'll know or answer. The crew doesn't actually use tumblr for their communications. There's an account on tumblr that suffers major MHI and often pretends to be an employee of jensen, chaos machine, or more because they have liminal contact.

Generally speaking TPTB and their mercs don't. use. tumblr. Hell, it's pulling teeth to get them to use discord. And trust me. I know. I've made channels for some and they fuck off for a year until an emergency happens. They primarily use twitter or IG--possibly FB but IDK since I haven't touched it in ages (I do remember facetiming one like, 5 years ago tho). And that's only if you're a liminal contact. generally, you know, they're someone that will like. call you. on. a phone. even international.

odds are the Tumblr Blog That Messaged Asking For Promotion is the same motherfucker that's been pounding on my server walls yelling "BUT HOW DID YOU KNOW" like. i already told yall how. what do you want.

sdfksjdfksdjf tptb browse tumblr. they don't use it for communication. they hide and shitpost like the rest of us or just silently read or USE FUCKING MICROSOFT EDGE LIKE SORE THUMBS IT DRIVES ME INSANE ANY TIME I SEE YOU DUDE.

But for the many times, for example, statcounter has captured misha's footprint on my blog, of the [counts] 7 people trying to message me as him, RA, Gish, Jensen, CM or an affiliate of theirs on tumblr, zero were authentic. And uh. like. 5 of these at least are actually the same person.

so lmao. no, i haven't heard about it, but it's funny it's being said.

Danneel and Jensen engage by IG when not by phone guys. They're not going to crawl to the most backwater ass stagnant ass dying platform and like send a dm or anon to a blog asking for promo there while they're goddamn viral on IG 100000x larger.

sounds like someone's being taken for a ride by [redacted]. She Of One Thousand Accounts.

I still have 2 of their last alt's asks rotting in my inbox pretending to be affiliated.

anyway Drama Mc Fake Account realized they sorta fucked the plot on the central fandom promotion accounts by their drama monger games so now it's time to message a NEW blog. Maybe they'll pretend to work for radio company this time. They did that for me once. Pick your poison, who is She Of 1000 Accounts pretending to be today.

problem is, she has just enough contact to be able to seem real to people that don't know better. But it's generally inflated, or cropped dms, or a misrepresented danneel IG response. once in a while mild banter shares minor things. But it's just enough for them to keep pretending to be a wholesale, deeply itk employee to people that don't know what counter-questions to challenge with.

same person pikachufaced when my response to them being involved in an old sting operation that they tried to brag/gloat with: Yeah. I know. You recorded it. It's among the data that was handled and packaged in zips in folders.

She was all. WAIT YOU WERE PART OF THAT? Uh. fuckin. yeah. real connected up there aren't you. You just now figured this out? Did you miss the Manchin, Jess, Natalie and other itk attempting douchecanoes wiping out in the past? Etc etc. "That all happened?" Yeah. While you're showing off your semi active dm box for gold stars, a lot of us stayed busy and on track for years sweetie wtf

either way, sorry to that man* (gn) that got messaged and fell for it. for a while we almost did too, because they play it just right. But i've worked enough with enough actual. you know. people worth a shit. to realize when someone's just saying whatever gets them attention at the moment.

buyer beware: tptb aint gonna message you on tumblr man. they just ain't. i'm sorry. I don't care who you are.

[hereidinathoreauwrites]

Chapters: 1/5 Fandom: Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Zoey Clarke/Joan Characters: Zoey Clarke, Joan (Zoey’s Extraordinary Playlist) Additional Tags: it's the headcannon fic!, your #2 choice, two people start having sex for fun and oops they're in love, Women Loving Women, Developing Relationship, Boss/Employee Relationship, Bisexual Female Character, joan's pov, so I wouldn't have to deal with songs, Lesbian Sex, Fluff and Smut, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Cuddling & Snuggling, Post-Coital Cuddling, From Sex to Love, Sex Toys, Bad Dirty Talk, zoey has a lot of emotions, but she doesn't want to talk about them, Joan is concerned but doesn't know how to ask Summary:

It's the headcannon fic!

After Joan’s divorce, she and Zoey have a no-obligation sex deal. Everything was nice and warm until they realized their true and deep feelings for each other.

Joan was having a bad day.

First her prick of an ex-husband had tried to take Cartier and her lawyer still hadn’t called to confirm that her little Pomeranian was safe. Then the guys at work had eaten all the Crunch Berries again (she was seriously going to fire Glenn the next time she saw him) and her emergency scotch stash had run dry.

She threw herself down at her desk, huffing. To top it all off, her vibrator had fried its inner workings a week ago and her acupuncturist had advised against overworking her fingers if she wanted to avoid carpal tunnel.

Joan grit her teeth and opened her tablet so she could at least pretend she was working.

To sum up: she was pissed, hungry, not drunk enough for any of this, and way, WAY too horny.

Joan leaned back in her seat, closing her eyes.

“God what I wouldn’t give for a sex toy…” She muttered. “Or just a hook-up…” For just a moment, she let herself picture a scenario in which she wasn’t pleasuring herself but receiving it from someone else. Someone else was squeezing her breast and playing with her nipple, someone else's fingers were drifting past her stomach and trailing in between her thighs…

Oh god, that would be so nice… At this rate, anyone would do. She just needed a release.

After a second, she opened her eyes and turned back around.

She nearly jumped out of her chair.

Zoey was standing in her office doorway, staring at her like she’d just screamed her thoughts across the office.

Joan sat up. “What…what do you want, Zoey?” She crossed her legs but quickly uncrossed them. She didn’t think Zoey had heard her but what if she had? “Is…is this about the new Chirp specs?”

The coder shifted uncomfortably, her face pinched tightly. “Joan…are you…okay? Is there…anything you need?”

“No Zoey, I’m fine.” She sat on her hands to keep herself from waving the coder away. Her fingers drummed against the edges of her seat.

“Are you…sure?” Zoey asked, inching her way into Joan’s office. It was as if she really didn’t want to be there but thought that she had to be. “Cause…if you do…I can help.”

She had heard. Joan sighed and gave up all pretense of professionalism. “Not unless you’re really okay with violating HR policies…” She growled, hating herself for once again showing such a vulnerability to the young coder. But she couldn’t help it. Joan couldn’t quite put her finger on it but there was something about the young redhead that made her feel like it was okay to spill her secrets. The fact that Zoey was (objectively) cute certainly helped.

Joan shook her head and spun her chair around, watching Zoey’s reflection on the photos of her dogs. Not helpful. Finding her subordinate attractive while her libido was this high was just asking for trouble.

Zoey pursed her lips, eyes squeezing shut. “Maybe…I am…?” She muttered after a moment.

Joan froze. “Wh…what?” She spun back around, nearly tipping herself over, hardly daring to believe what she’d heard.

Zoey refused to look at her. Her face was beet red. “Maybe I’m okay with it…?” She repeated, sounding slightly more sure of herself.

Joan could only stare. Zoey, prim, innocent, kind, probably-still-a-virgin Zoey was…okay with…pleasuring her boss?

“Joan…” Zoey continued, as Joan’s mouth continued to malfunction. “You’re…lonely now that Charlie’s gone…I’m…always…lonely…so…we could…be lonely….together?”

Joan’s typical comment about Zoey’s cryptic way of speaking evaporated as the double-meaning behind the inflections hit her. Did Zoey really want to…?

She shifted in her seat. That was…kinda hot.

“And when you say lonely…” She finally managed to choke out.

Zoey’s whole face turned even redder but she soldiered on. “Uh huh. Sometimes when you get that feeling…you just need…healing.”

Joan blinked, wondering why on earth Zoey would be quoting that particular song right now. She didn’t take her for a Marvin Gaye fan. “I have been…I mean…” She cleared her throat. “It might help…”

“With the loneliness.” Zoey clarified, her fists clenched.

Joan nodded. “Of course. Yeah…” Her head was spinning so much that she had trouble believing the next words out of her mouth. “My place? Tonight?”

Zoey nodded. “Yeah. Okay.” Her whole face was crimson. “I’ll…I’ll be there at 9?”

Joan nodded, already making a mental checklist of everything she’d need to prepare. “Okay. I’ll send a car.” Her heart beat a little faster at the thought that within hours, she’d be in bed with another person again. Another person who wasn’t Charlie.

Another person who was Zoey of all people. She'd never imagined today turning out like this.

Zoey nodded. “I’ll…I’ll see you tonight.” Fists still clenched, she turned stiffly.

“Zoey…” Joan called as the programmer turned to leave.

“Yeah?”

Joan fiddled with her tablet, pretending she was working. “There… there are no expectations here…” She clarified. “I want you to know that.”

The coder nodded. “Right.”

“We wont be dating…” Joan specified. “it’s just…”

“Just company.” Zoey supplied.

“Yeah.”

“Okay.”

Joan looked up. “Okay?” Zoey’s face was still red. But she looked determined at least. Perhaps even a little…excited.

“Sure.” Zoey shrugged. “Why not?”

#it's the headcannon fic! #i'm just gonna hide this among my shitposts #fic #from sex to love #fluff and smut #joan's pov so I wouldn't have to deal with songs #bisexual female character #zoey x joan