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littlebosleepmusings · 2 years

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Somebody's Watching Me - Chapter One

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WEDNESDAY 6:50 PM

The amount of empty wine bottles Jane has under the sink is honestly an embarrassment. She never usually overdid it or drank in excess, but she knows that just the presence of them piled there together, would make her look like a real alcoholic.

She sighs, as she clears every last one of them out. Even the chardonnay she never finished, goes straight down the drain. It wasn’t that great of a wine anyway.

Grover is pawing rapidly by her leg, to signal he wants to be let out.

“Okay, bud.” Jane quickly lets the dog out for some air.

As the sun sets, she stands there in a daze, watching the dog from the window while it treks through the wooded property. Trying to recall all the shit she has to do before heading out tonight.

The TV is playing some random news broadcast, that’s been driving her up the wall. She’s desperate for some peace and quiet. Jane paces over to living room, almost knocking over the boxes of candy on the ground, prepared for the trick-or-treaters. She knows she needs to get ready for Steve’s celebration soon. God forbid, she falls asleep and misses most of it. She’s been overtired lately.

As she goes to shut the television off, she passes by the photograph. It’s one of her, Darcy, Monica and the birthday girl. Natasha took the pic at some fancy downtown restaurant.

Her fondest memories of that night are when Darcy tried to flirt with the waiter, before realizing his wife was the Host. Darcy got beet red and the wife was a sweetheart about it, but you and Monica couldn’t stop laughing until wine eventually snorted out of her nose. Or someone’s nose. She can’t remember.

Jane’s eyes land on your face. You look so pretty there. It’s Thor’s favourite as well. It’s why they agreed to place it on the mantle. Jane smiles in remembrance. The picture is from a time when you were still yourself. Before broken hearts and toxic men ever came into the picture. At least you will be joining them tonight for a change. For the first time in a while. She has that to look forward to, if nothing else.

A few vibrations from her phone and Jane immediately knows who it is. Thor. He wants to know how things are going. She thinks about updating him on her status, but changes her mind last minute. He’s been distant and she has no idea why. Something’s changed, but yet he acts as if nothing is wrong. It doesn’t help that everyone seems to know, but her. She shakes the invasive thoughts from her brain. She’ll get there, when she gets there.

“OK, Jane. Time for a bath.”

8:05 PM

Jane didn’t mean to fall asleep in the tub at all and not for as long as she did either. She must have more exhausted than she thought. Sitting idly in water, that’s long since gone cold. She quickly washes her body and wraps herself in a towel.

She exits the lit bathroom, to find a house shrouded in darkness. She has to feel her way to another light switch. As she moisturizes and puts on her robe, Jane’s cell phone is suddenly blowing up in her bedroom.

She glances over at the name first. Yours.

“Hey. I’m pretty close. Be there soon.”

Jane is visibly frustrated by her friend’s announcement. “First you say you’re busy and we’ll meet there. Now you say you’re on your way. Which is it?”

“I’m sorry,” your voice apologizes. “I’m on my way. I really thought I had plans, but I didn’t. So sorry.”

Jane lets out a heavy sigh. “I’d be pissed if I didn’t love you so much, you know?”

“Likewise. Where’s Thor by the way? With you?”

“No. When is he ever?” Jane mutters, as she returns to living room “He’ll meet us there…uh where are you right now, lady?”

“I’m on my way. Promise.”

“You sure? A hundred percent?” Jane didn’t want to deal with anymore false promises at the moment.

“Yeah, of course. Swear on your life.”

“Great. So I definitely don’t have to drive then.” Jane smiles, pleased at the recent turn of events. Riding over with her friend, will give her the much needed girl time she’s been craving after a long work day.

“Yeah, not a problem,” her friend agrees. “Be ready for 9. See you soon.”

“See you.” Jane ends the call.

“I still haven’t even chosen my outfit yet,” Jane grumbles to herself, as she places her phone on the coffee table before walking to glass panelled door. She folds her arms and stares out into darkness outside. It’s too dark for her to focus on any one thing, so she watches the entire scene as a whole. She’s always had this childhood fear that if she looked for too long into the darkness, that she’d eventually see something she wish she hadn’t.

The phone ringing snaps her out of it. She runs to the kitchen to reach for it.

“What happened?” Jane questions, before she even registers that it’s the landline she’s taken up and not her cell.

“Hi, is this Jane Foster?”

Jane takes a pause, when she realizes it’s some unknown woman on the other end and not you. “Sorry, thought you were someone else. Yeah, this is she,” Jane answers into the phone. “How can I help?”

“I just wanted to let you know that your boyfriend is cheating on you.”

Jane pauses for a good few seconds, before responding. She never expected to hear those words over the phone.

“Who is this?”

“This is Stassi.” The woman answers simply, as if she’s speaking with someone who knows exactly who she is.

“And are you sure you even know who my boyfriend is?” Jane’s mouth upturns into a smile. This had to be a mix up of some sort because why they would be calling on her landline of all places.

“Of course. Thor Odinson. He plays for the Sabres…and you’re Jane Foster. Astronomy Major.”

“I’m a scientist now.” Jane shakes. “And you should know that Thor would never, so try again.” She is about to hang up the phone.

“Wait. He’s not who you think.”

“Oh yeah?” Jane asks. She gets the thought that she should text you to tell you what’s happening. You’d find it hilarious.

Jane slowly walks back into the living room, and reaches for her cellphone on the coffee table. She balances the cordless phone with her head, while she uses her hands to text.

OLDER TO RECENT

JANE: will you be there for Steve’s thing on wed?

YOU: Yup ㋡

JANE: OMG finally. Wanna go together?

YOU: A bit busy with something, but will meet you there

…

JANE: It’s gonna be a lot of fun. I miss you so so so much, missy. 💖💖Please don’t bail last second. I beg you.

YOU: Have I done that before? I won’t I won't I won't. promise

…

JANE: Not even seconds after we speak and some chick is calling me about Thor

YOU: ?

YOU: What is she saying?

Jane put down her cell for the moment, to bring her attention back to the woman on the phone. She holds the landline to her ear again with her hand.

“Do you really have nothing better to do on a Wednesday night, than to harass people?” The woman just chuckles lowly, as Jane continues. “Look, I have a meetup to get to and I don’t plan to waste my time talking to some groupie fan who has no life.”

“Oh really? Don’t you want to know the name of the woman who’s fucking your boyfriend?” The woman spits the last part like acid. “She’ll be there tonight.”

Jane hesitates. She wants to believe the woman is just trying to mess with her, but she isn’t certain. It sounds insane, but then why the hell does she believe her?

“What are you talking about?” Jane inquires. She reaches for her cell again to send another message.

JANE: Please be honest. IS there something I should know?

There is silence on the other end of the phone for what seems like an eternity.

“Alright. I’m hanging up.”

Jane gets no protests from the woman on the other end of the line, so she does follow through and hang up. Once in total silence again, she begins pacing back and forth.

8:45 PM

Jane has had time to snack on some yogurt, decide on an outfit, and get her makeup done. The outfit she chose is hanging up on her closet.

She is still in her robe and about to put on her earrings, when she checks her cellphone again. No response from you. She calls and it goes straight to voicemail.

“Come on. I’m waiting for you,” she mutters to herself.

Jane hears a familiar ring and reaches for bedside phone. She knows you wouldn’t call her on anything but her cell, but she didn’t anticipate the same caller calling back. She’d honestly forgotten about them for just a second.

“Hello, Jane.”

“Not you again. Seriously?”

“Yeah, sorry about that.” The woman sounds truly apologetic for disturbing her.

“Listen -” Jane starts.

“Hey, did Grover ever come back inside?

“W-what did you say?” Jane finds her voice faltering at the woman’s question.

“Your dog. Did he make it back inside the house?”

“How do you know my dog’s outside?” There’s a long silence on the other end.

“Can you see me or something? My place…” Jane almost feels silly asking it. Clearly she is being paranoid. This woman isn’t watching her. Lots of people have dogs and let them out in the evenings. This random woman guessing that correctly, doesn’t mean anything. Still she probes.

“What did you say your name was? Stassi?”

“Not Stassi.” Suddenly it’s no longer a young woman’s voice on the other end. The voice is now male. Low and sinister sounding, but completely unrecognizable to her.

“Who is this?” Jane asks.

“I have a question for you instead, Jane. Do you like scary movies?”

“This isn’t funny and I’m not in the mood for games.”

“Answer my question and maybe I’ll tell you where I am right now.”

Jane grabs for her cell, to text or try for 911, but only finds that it’s not in service.

“I need to get ready.” She tries to sound relaxed and unbothered, to no avail.

“What’s the point? You’ll never make it.”

“I’m…” Jane doesn’t know how to respond.

“Answer the question first and I’ll stop bothering you over the phone.

“I don’t like scary movies,” she spits out.

“That’s too bad,” the man almost whines. “Because you’re about to be in one.”

“I’m hanging up and calling the police.” Maybe threatening them will get them to lay off.

“Alright, if you insist… See you soon.”

When Jane ends the call and tries to dial for help, she finds the line dead. No matter what she presses, it doesn’t give a tone. The realization makes her skin crawl.

Fuck.

Jane knows she has three choices. She can run upstairs, run for the back door or run towards the front door.

She draws in a rushed, raggedy breath, and decides to take her chances with the front door. The street isn’t that far away. It’s better than running into a vast and dark forest.

Suddenly, there’s loud and urgent banging on the front door. It nearly gives her a heart attack. It sounds like someone is in trouble.

“Jane, it’s me.”

“Oh thank God.” She relaxes, once she hears your voice. "We have to get out of here."

Jane runs closer to the door, trying to reach the mail slot.

“What’s going on?”

The figure behind the frosted glass doesn't really look like you. All she sees is black.

She lowers herself to the opening, so her friend can hear her hushed voice better. “There’s someone watching me,” Jane whispers.

There’s a short beat before she gets a response.

“I know,” the voice whispers back.

And all the people say You can't wake up, this is not a dream You're part of a machine, you are not a human being

With your face all made up, living on a screen Low on self-esteem, so you run on gasoline I think there's a flaw in my code

(Oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, oh) These voices won't leave me alone Well, my heart is gold and my hands are cold

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#reader insert #the avengers x reader #avengers au #avengers x reader #avengers x you #marvel au #mcu au #bucky barnes x reader #tags all over the place #let me quit #read on AO3 #jane foster #thor odinson #Youtube

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talaricula · 5 months

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Things I've seen tumblr memeing about James Somerton doing à la "How did no one see how bigoted he was!" as if those things haven't been a significant part of tumblr culture for over a decade :

Presenting untrue and bordering on conspiratorial versions of (queer or otherwise marginalised) history without any sources

Completely disregarding and disrespecting any expertise on socio-cultural topics/humanities and distrusting academics and historians (incl. acting as if no academics or historians could be queer or marginalised)

Downplaying the role misogyny played in the historical oppression of queer women and concluding that queer men must have been more oppressed than queer women

Bi women are, at best, not as queer as "real" queer ppl, and at worst, simply equivalent to straight women

Despite nominal trans inclusivity, transmasculine ppl are functionally women when convenient (combined with the above, bi transmascs are functionally straight women)

Despite nominal trans inclusivity (bis), shamelessly attacking, threatening and actively endangering any trans woman who questions them or smth they find important (often by unfairly presenting her as violent or as a threat)

Having absolutely fucking wild and reductive takes about ace ppl, the oppression they face and their place in the queer community

Stating that marriage equality is an assimilationist fight while completely ignoring its direct roots in the horrifying consequences of the AIDS crisis for partners of ppl who died of AIDS

Praising western media creators from the past for queer coding even under censure and in the same breath condemning current non western media creators for being homophobic bc their representation isn't explicit enough

Blaming China for all existing homophobic censoring in western media

Assuming all queer media would be better told by western creators and by western standards

Only out queer ppl get to tell queer stories

Heavily criticising almost all queer media created by women or ppl they see as such (see above points about trans ppl) or involving/starring a significant amount of women for any perceived or real amount of "problematicness", but fawning over and praising and negating criticism of queer media created by and starring mostly or even functionally exclusively men (even when it could be argued that, you know, not involving/seriously sidelining women is a pretty clear example of misogyny which should probably be considered "problematic")

And I'm probably forgetting stuff or there's stuff I have internalised myself and don't recognise as an issue

Like idk but I feel like the takeaway from Hbomberguy and Toddintheshadow's videos should maybe be "be aware of such patterns in your communities bc they definitely exist" and not "this guy is uniquely awful" and I feel like a lot of the discussion I've seen surrounding this has been severely failing at that. Most ppl who've spent any significant amount of time on tumblr prob either have internalised at least one of those thought patterns, have had to de-internalise them, or have had to be extremely vigilant to not internalise them (which is done by, you know, seeking out other sources, which also seemed like an important takeaway from the videos)

#Also I'm saying this as someone who actually watched quite a few of Somerton's videos #And noticed those patterns and stopped watching bc I recognised them from here #and had already learned to unlearn them after being so exposed to them here #And tbh I think anyone who hasn't had the luck or made the conscious choice to seek out ppl who pushed against those narratives #Would absolutely have fallen for this man's bullshit. Like let's not kid ourselves we see takes like this every day on this hellsite #2014 me would have. For sure.#This is next to the plagiarism issue which as Harris points out is an Internet wide issue and this includes tumblr #James Somerton #hbomberguy #todd in the shadows #This brought to you by a conversation with my wife yesterday #So many ppl on here don't deserve to meme or be this self absolvingly critical of this man #The call is coming from inside the house #The man has a tumblr it would legit not surprise me if some of the things he supposedly made up himself he did actually get from somewhere #And that somewhere was a tumblr post

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intellectualaphrodisiac · 6 months

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Why did I even start any of this. I was set up to crash and there’s no pilot eject option.

#let me quit

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allgremlinart · 10 months

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high school theater is so funny cus like. one year you can have the most cunt wrenching performance of Phantom Of The Opera ever brought to life by 17 year olds and the next year. a really mediocre rendition of Seussical The Musical.

#was in theater crew for like 5 months and worked on some sets before I quit and let me tell you.#actually criminal that they dont pay those kids <- no I really mean it #was also in pit orchestra and my GOD. fun but christ alive theater kids could never match a tempo it was torture

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 9 days

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An unbothered queen has entered, and subsequently left.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wen qing #wen ning #jiang cheng #wei wuxian #In the audio drama she quite literally opens the door and then leaves after seeing them without breaking conversation.#It is both so impressive and deeply funny to me.#I imagine her just literally pivoting in one foot and walking right out.#She came home after a long day at work and in 0.5 seconds went “I would rather go back to the office than deal with this right now”.#Besides tickling me to near tears - this scene is also a great introduction to Wen Qing - her first instinct is to protect!#She lives by the code of 'I don't care who you are - if you need help I will lend it.' a true doctor and professional.#Sure she is *mad* that Wen Ning puts himself (and her to a lesser extent) at risk by helping 'the enemy' but she gives in quick.#I love Wen Qing a lot - she is such an unsung hero in this story.#Sorry that her first appearance on this blog was...what it was. I'll let your curiosity take you down that path...

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99thpercentile · 2 months

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places where the audio distorts

image ids under the cut

tmagp 4:

tmagp 5:

tmagp 7:

tmagp 8:

the audio distorts when people lie.

I imagine this knowledge will come in handy later.

[id: ALICE: This is not something you go poking around in. Not if you want to keep your job… or your neck. SAM: (a little amused) Okay, okay! I get it. Consider me scared straight. "Consider me scared straight" is highlighted. end id]

[id: LENA: Now, while I understand your concerns, you need to understand that Colin has held the IT Manager position for some time without incident, and although he is somewhat… frustrated with his current assignment, he can request help from the central IT team at any time. I am certain that should he find his responsibilities unmanageable, he will request assistance. Or resign, of course. Either way, the problem will resolve itself. "Or resign, of course" is highlighted. end id]

[id: CELIA: Is there any way to look up specific files? ALICE: Like what? CELIA: Oh, I don’t know. Every case about… being buried alive, or meat, or… whatever. ALICE: Well, there’s a search bar, but it doesn’t actually do anything. You’d have to dig through them all manually. (suspicious) – Why do you ask? CELIA: Just figuring it all out. Ah well, I guess I’ll need to find Bigfoot on my own time. "Just figuring it all out" is highlighted. end id]

[id: GERTRUDE: I see. Well, I’m sorry, but I don’t think Gerry can help you – GERRY: (casually) Yeah, I barely remember any of it. "I don’t think Gerry can help you" is highlighted. end id]

[id: GERRY: Oh yeah, but I was pretty young. I remember filling in a bunch of forms and questionnaires, then some old men asking me questions about what books I liked to read, who did I look up to, that kind of thing. And then I left. SAM: (disappointed) That’s all? GERRY: Yeah, afraid so. Other than just sitting around with a bunch of other kids in a room that smelled like old books. "Yeah, afraid so" is highlighted. end id]

[id: CELIA: I’m trying to look into… Weird physics stuff: time travel, other dimensions, teleportation, all that good stuff. Freddy doesn’t really do searches, so you could keep an eye out and let me know if any come up in your cases? SAM: Uh, sounds a bit sci-fi compared to our usuals. What’s this for? (amused breath) You’re not doing research for that podcast you were on, are you? CELIA: (surprised) You know about that? SAM: I might have given you a quick Google. CELIA: Then… yeah. I’m doing a favor for Georgie. "yeah. I’m doing a favor for Georgie" is highlighted. end id]

#tmagp #The Magnus Protocol #tmagp theories #tmagp spoilers #original #most of these are relatively easy to clock as lies regardless #which makes sense. they need to be for us to notice the pattern and apply it later #but it does tell us for sure that Colin can't quit #or maybe he can but he won't be able to work anywhere else like Teddy?#in any case he (and possibly the rest?) can't quit in a meaningful way #if you find any I missed please let me know!!#why is this happening? who knows! Beholding thing maybe?

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