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caseydeiidricks · 6 months
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I had a couple of hours girly shopping today. I've done this plenty of times but today felt so special.
I hadn't planned it in like before, it was quite spontaneous. I had no make up, jewellery or perfume on and was in man clothes. The fact it wasn't an event, just something I naturally did, felt so real and authentic. I was just being me in the moment.
I love charity shops - the range of clothes can be so mindbogglingly good. I also love them because they tend to be small and put everyone on display. I went to about 6 shops and tried a few items on in every one. I wasn't even conscious of whether I was being looked at or noticed. I was just being the real me and enjoying myself.
I ended up buying a knitted pink sweater, and black button down pencil skirt and gorgeous navy blue bodycon dress.
It all felt very normal and because of that, however I may have looked, I felt like J.Lo when I was walking back to my car 😆
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c-leric · 22 days
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the concept of shadowheart being this beautifully enigmatic & eloquent woman who never makes a mistake, but stumbles back over the word "little" because her pronunciation of it is always amiss is my roman empire.
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tyin-cherry-knots · 1 month
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i’ve never lied on my letterbox's but i think i’m gonna have to because jennifer’s body (x2) but i’m a cheerleader (x2) and D.E.B.S. (x1) in one night is ridiculous
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jennifercheck · 5 months
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starter fcking call im high and bored
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aparticularbandit · 7 months
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Idk if you write yandere but if it is okay. Maybe yandere Claire and reader
Thank u
Rating: M for mature themes.
IDK if this is what you wanted, Nonnie, but I tried.
You first ran into Claire Debella during your junior year of college. Every now and again, a guest speaker would be called on for one of the upper level classes, and you'd come into college with a bunch of early credits, putting you well in range to take that class, even though you shouldn't have been able to take it until senior year. You'd thought, well, it would be nice to hear from people in the actual field more often than not and had set yourself up to take it once your junior year and once your senior year - perhaps more, if you could get your credits to align.
Claire was the first speaker, a Democrat from Connecticut on the campaign trail, stopping to encourage the next generation. To vote, primarily. Especially to vote for her.
Halfway through her speech, she asked a question, something tricky, and while she didn't call on you first, you were the one who had the correct answer. You'd seen it in her eyes then, the glimmer of approval followed by the gentle lift of her lips in the barest hint of a smile that she'd all too quickly suppressed as she continued speaking.
Afterwards, Claire stopped you. "No other student has ever answered that correctly."
"It wasn't hard," you said without thinking. "It follows logic and the patterns of the masses. Any intelligent person should have been able to come up with the answer." You smirked. "Eventually."
Claire gave you a look that you didn't notice and then one that you did, her arms crossing under her chest. "I have an opening on my team."
You glanced up at her. "An internship?"
"Paid."
Your brows raised.
"Experience on the campaign trail will do wonders for you," Claire continued, looking away from you. Or, as you realize later, pretending to do so, not wanting you to catch her at it.
You considered it. You wanted it. But--
"I can't," you said and hating yourself for saying it. "I can't miss that much school--"
"A mentorship, then." Claire's eyes flicked over to you, and as soon as you noticed her gaze, they trailed up to meet your eyes. "Zoom meetings on the trail, in person afterwards. How does that sound?"
You could arrange for that. You could make time. It would help you tremendously in the future, when you started looking for jobs after college, to say you'd been mentored by someone like Claire. Perhaps she would have that opening again next summer and you could be an intern then--
Then you gave her a slight nod. "Sounds good to me."
Claire smiled then, but you didn't notice the darkness in it until much later. "Any intelligent person would have come to that answer eventually." She met your eyes again hungrily. "We'll talk soon."
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Claire had seemed like a normal mentor. Even more than that, she'd seemed normal over that summer when you did intern for her - and she paid you well above minimum wage, well above maybe what you should have been paid - but that hadn't seemed bad. Or wrong.
Sure, she'd never approved of any of your dates, and usually they broke up with you very, very shortly after being alone with her, but you never put two and two together until later.
Not until after you graduated.
Not until after she gave you a real job.
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It's an event that maybe you shouldn't have been at.
No, you definitely shouldn't have been there, but Claire invited you. Said you were the best assistant she'd ever had and you deserved to go, so you had. Dressed your best, but still not quite enough to fit in with the other elites around you.
Claire rubbed shoulders with a lot of people given her influence, got invited to a lot of parties. This is just one of them - a birthday party for the not entirely well-esteemed Birdie Jay. Claire assured you she was just an old friend, but you're still not sure.
Still. Standing here among models and fashion elites, you feel...out of place. Like you shouldn't be here.
And it doesn't make you feel any better that Claire is conspicuously not paying you any attention. It's like...like she invited you, but she....
Maybe she hadn't really expected you to come.
So you end up at the open bar, drinking a little too much, feeling like Cinderella might have felt at the ball if she'd stayed past midnight, until one of Claire's other old friends - Jen Barkley, who you'd spent plenty of time with during your internship and who had frequently interrupted your Zoom meetings. Not always with very good reasons.
....
Actually, never with good reason.
If you're honest with yourself, you don't like Jen. But you're drunk, and she's...not quite drunk, actually, but close enough, and if you look at her in just the right light, she almost looks like Claire.
(You will never tell anyone that you find Claire attractive. At least not again. Your old roommate did not approve of your crush. You don't know what happened to her either. She just stopped talking to you after graduation. Which is odd because you'd thought you were really good friends.)
Which is how you end up in one of the hallways off of the main room with Jen's tongue down your throat, and to be honest, she's not that great of a kisser, but she's warm and she's there and you're definitely more than a little bit drunk and--
All of a sudden, Jen stops. You think about asking her why, but then you see the hand on her shoulder and Claire standing behind her with daggers for eyes. It doesn't matter that you're drunk; you swallow hard and find yourself saying, "Sorry, sorry, we shouldn't have," in a slur, avoiding Claire's eyes.
Claire's hand tenses on Jen's shoulder. "Jen, can I talk to you for a minute?" She guides Jen away from you, offers you something that looks halfway between a smile and halfway between bared teeth, and then says, "You should go on home. Drunk isn't a good look on you."
You bite your lower lip and nod.
Except.
You want to apologize to Claire again. You want to know that she isn't going to fire you for being so unprofessional. This might not be a professional event, but Claire invited you, and if you made her look bad, then....
This is why you don't drink at these sorts of things.
So you wait.
And wait.
And wait some more.
And then people start leaving but Claire hasn't shown up again, and you're pretty certain that people can't leave down the hallway where you'd been with Jen, so Claire should be coming back this way. Or should have. And hasn't. Isn't.
Claire's your boss. You should probably go check and make sure she's okay. Not that Jen would do anything to her. Ew, gross, wait, maybe they're together and that's why Jen kept barging in on your Zoom streams while Claire was campaigning. Maybe Claire was mad at Jen because she shouldn't have been making out with you, she should have been with Claire--
All of this you think while you walk down the hallway, checking out every door you find, and then you think you see Claire, so you push open the door and--
Oh.
Oh.
"Claire?"
The room is dark, but you can tell that she's covered in something red and wet and shining, and you're drunk and really hope that isn't blood.
You also hope that isn't a body on the floor in front of her. Really hope that isn't Jen.
Claire turns to you. "You...weren't supposed to see this."
Suddenly, your heart starts beating faster. Claire just killed someone. Claire just killed someone and you walked in on it. Claire is going to kill you.
But before you can make it to the door, Claire is there, a hand on your wrist, and when you open your mouth to scream, she kisses you instead. You still scream, at first, but she muffles you, and then you kind of forget that you're supposed to be screaming because for all that Jen was a bad kisser, Claire is. well. wow. Before you know it, you're kissing her back, and then your hand is in her hair, and then her hair is sticky because blood, and then you're screaming again, but it doesn't last as long this time.
Claire parts just enough to say, "I'm not going to hurt you," and you hate it, but you're drunk, and you believe her. But that doesn't stop your heart from beating fast in your chest. She glares over her shoulder at the body. "Jen knew better than to touch you."
You should ask.
You swallow hard.
You don't ask.
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liroyalty · 10 hours
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I like to call this the Wife Catalog.
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filmtribv · 2 years
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I won’t give you anything. No matter what you do to me. And I know you want me to suffer.
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::ooc:: did these crappy edits cause those two were cute in the newest she hulk issue
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catchthewindd · 1 month
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this is so niche and specific but this is who i think some criminal minds characters fav rpdr season 16 queens would be 💓
emily prentiss - emily would LIVE for plane jane. they both give off major wine aunt vibes and i think emily would just love plane’s sass (and ass). i think she would also enjoy morphine love dion as well!
penelope garcia - penelope would be the biggest dawn fan like you have NO IDEA. quirky girls recognize quirky girls fr!! she would love the fact that she makes her own clothes, and in this regard i think she would also become fond of nymphia wind and q too!
jennifer jareau - jj would love amanda tori meating! both amanda and jj are total sweethearts with a little edge to them, so i think jj would really root for her, being the underdog and all.
elle greenaway - like emily, i too think elle would adore plane jane, but i also think she’d LOVE xunami muse. xunami is underrated just like elle and i feel like if they ever met they would be besties af!
david rossi - rossi would live for sapphira cristal, i said what i said! he’d lowkey be such a big drag fan, and sapphira is pure classic drag excellence, and classic is always something rossi can appreciate. side note: he would HATE plasma.
this was so silly and fun to write, let me know if you want a part two!!
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lovecatnip · 4 months
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I Know What You Did Last Summer
1997
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a-cloud-for-dreams · 11 months
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One of my biggest pet peeves is when people act like Spencer Reid and Aaron Hotchner are super underrated characters as if they aren't the easiest characters to find content for 😭 babe what about Derek Morgan? Luke Alvez? Matthew Simmons? JENNIFER JAREAU?! Emily's pretty popular as she should be but idk stop lying is what I'm trying to say
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backseamboudoir · 1 year
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musesoup · 10 days
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Neil Gaiman “The Sandman: A Game of You” /  Finn Eccleston “The Community” / J.J. McAvoy “Ruthless People” /
@musesoup: marlene shuyler x kairon kavanaugh
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fat-femshep · 15 days
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So, Shepard, your birthday was yesterday. How was it?
"It was awesome, everyone came to visit or was there by video link if they couldn't physically make it. EDI baked the biggest cake I've ever seen, and made all the other catering related stuff too!" Jennifer replied, currently laying in bed with a party hat hanging off her head.
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walkingstackofbooks · 19 days
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I had this dream last night of a Greek-myth-style DS9 AU idea:
Unknown to everyone else (apart from Keiko probably), Molly is not Miles' firstborn. Miles had a child in a previous relationship, but since he'd received a prophecy that his best friend would kill his first child, his partner took their son to raise on her own, and he grew up on Earth, having the odd subspace call with his "Uncle" Miles.
Now he's grown up and is stationed on DS9. At first, everything seems fine - no-one knows he's Miles' son and even if Miles does now have a best friend despite his sincerest efforts not to, it's not like Julian is going to hurt anyone... But Julian isn't immune to error, and when a shuttle crash leaves Miles' son fighting for his life, Julian isn't quick enough to save him.
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