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cathymadpenguinartprincess00 · 11 months

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The Bad Guys: Human Jessica “Jessie” Catfish/The Auburn Whiskers

This is what Jessie looks like if she were a human inspired by @katrinthecat herself. Since she’s a model and sportswoman athlete, I decided to make her persona in Betty Deville from “Rugrats” (1991/2021) with her twang tone of Kate McKinnon herself. Not to mention, her characterization of a personality of a teenager even though she is 29 years old whilst being a beauty charmer to boys including Mr. Piranha(her latest victim/current boyfriend) himself.

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comparativetarot · 2 years

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The Moon. Art by Jessica Howard, from The Forager's Daughter Tarot: Afterlight Edition.

Dissection: A catfish emerges from the depths of a pond, illuminated by the moon's soft blue glow. Shells have been washed ashore nearby, and further on land there is a vine of moonflower growing. The bright white faces of the flower turn upward toward the sky and seem to glow themselves.

Compass: The Moon signifies illusion and intuition. Things always look different under the light of the moon. Shadows are more intimidating and exaggerated. With the darkness comes shrouded information, accessible only by facing the shadows and using intuition as a guide. The Moon suggests we need to overcome anxiety and fear to see the truth underneath.

Reflection: Our subconscious is the deepest part of our mind, far out of reach. It can project illusions and deceptions without our being aware of it. The catfish lives in the deepest part of lakes and ponds, and is a great guide in understanding how to intuitively access the subconscious and navigate those murky spaces.

Datura is a toxic plant that is part of the Solanaceae species, which also includes henbane and varieties of nightshade. The toxins in these plants can be deadly, but in carefully monitored doses have been known to cause psychoactive effects. Similarly, the light of the Moon can play tricks on our eyes. The Moon reminds us that these illusions are just that. The things we are seeing in the dark can't hurt us, and we have control over how we confront and move past them.

Position: Upright - Subconscious Mind, Darkness, Illusion, Secrets, Intuition Reversed - Revealing of Subconscious, Revelation, Fearlessness

Sign: Catfish - Accessing Subconscious and Intuition Datura - Illusion, Mystery Shells - Introspection, Hidden Information The Moon - Dreams, Darkness, Illumination

#Jessica Howard #The Forager's Daughter Tarot Afterlight Edition #The Moon #Major Arcana #Tarot #Animals #Fish #Catfish

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zahra-hydris · 2 years

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mikoshi mount (bloodsworn with the namazu) obtained!

#mathilda fairclough #I will miss the crazy lil catfish...#jessica plays ffxiv

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thenerdsofcolor · 3 months

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Watch the Trailer for ‘Road House’ Starring Jake Gyllenhaal

Amazon MGM Studios has just released the official trailer for Road House, which is based on the original 1989 Patrick Swayze movie. This time, Jake Gyllenhaal will be taking on the lead role as Dalton. Continue reading Watch the Trailer for ‘Road House’ Starring Jake Gyllenhaal

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simazinblr · 4 months

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Winter Break - ELOPED?!

[Malaysia Narrating] Now Ari has done some wild things, but eloping takes the cake.

Araceli: Yeah. Um…you know he has a lot of family problems so instead of going home, we went to Oasis Springs and partied for a week. Then one night we were walking past a wedding chapel and decided why not. Jessica: Why not? You didn’t even think about it did you? Araceli: Well he said it was gonna happen one day eventually so I just went with it. Living life, having fun with no regrets. I thought y’all would be happy for me. For us.

It’s a little hard for the girls to get excited about Araceli‘s elopement because of the state of her relationship with Javier. They fight all the time, breaking up and making up, and he tries to control every aspect of her life.

Jessica: I don’t understand how you can make that decision so easily when you called me days ago crying. Malaysia: He didn’t force you to do it? Did he? Araceli: NO. I’m capable of making my own decisions y’all…..I know we have our differences but we love each other and we’re happy. Kodi: Y’all, come on. It's Ari's life, and she can make her own decisions. You're being really hard on her. We should be supportive of our friend. Jessica: We’ll support her no matter what because we’re family. We’re just a little bit concerned. We wouldn’t be her real friends if we didn’t raise some concerns. Kodi: I get it, but she he came in here excited to share her news with us and y’all are dampening the mood. If she’s happy then let her be. Jessica: You know, it makes sense that you’re supporting this so willingly. You’re still delusional about the catfish you’re dating. So why should I expect you to think reasonably about this. Malaysia: Whoa Jess. Stop. That’s was uncalled for. Apologize. Jessica: No. It’s the truth. Y’all are always making poor decisions when it comes to men. All three of y’all. Araceli: Whatever. I'm happy, and that's what matters. I don't need your approval, Jessica.

They went back and forth for a little while before Ari called for the check and both her Kodi left the restaurant.

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transformativeworksandcultures · 1 year

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TWC 39: TRANS FANDOM [SPECIAL ISSUE]

Editorial

Jennifer Duggan, Angie Fazekas, Trans fandom

Article

Jennifer Duggan, Trans fans and fan fiction: A literature review

Xavia Andromeda Publius, Turing tests, catfishing, and other technologies of transgender rage

Peizhen Wu, Teaching trans studies through fan fiction in college English classrooms

Ari Page, How Teen Wolf’s transmasculine fans use online fandom to build community and representation

Jon Heggestad, Pregnant Teen Wolf: The border wars of mpreg fics

Damien Hagen, Regeneration and trans possibility in Doctor Who

Symposium

Yves Herak, "edmund is trans he told me himself": Recognition in transgender Shakespeare fan fiction

Ben Cromwell, Perverse polyjuice: Trans Harry Potter spitefic as a response to J. K. Rowling’s TERF wars

Casey Friedmann Kelley, "How could you think we'd care about what that—woman—wrote about you?": Harry Potter fans' reaction to J. K. Rowling's transphobic tweets

Book review

yerf yerfyerf, "Fan identities in the furry fandom," by Jessica Ruth Austin

Maria K. Alberto, "Representing kink: Fringe sexuality and textuality in literature, digital narrative, and popular culture," edited by Sara K. Howe and Susan E. Cook

Melissa A. Click, "Dislike-Minded: Media, audiences, and the dynamics of taste," by Jonathan Gray

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the-hinky-panda · 2 years

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By Land, Sea, and Air: Part I

Pairing: Francisco “Catfish” Morales x Fem!Reader

Rating: Mature (Explicit in later parts)

Summary: You’re working the lunch counter in a small airport on St. George Island in the Florida Keys when one of the charter airlines hires a new pilot, Frankie Morales. Even though he gives off the vibe of wanting to be left alone, you can’t help but find yourself fascinated with the new pilot and the ghosts that are haunting him. He thinks it’s quite unfortunate that he’s just as fascinated with you. (there will be talk of PTSD, military service, mentions of character death, and violence. Also smut. There will be lots of smut. And two idiots in love.)

Taglist: @the-ginger-hedge-witch @vanemando15 @1950schick @bellestalesoffiction @frannyzooey @littleone65 @harriedandharassed (If you guys don’t want to be tagged for Frankie Morales, just let me know and I’ll take you off the list!)

You hate her.

Okay, well, hate is a strong word. Maybe jealous is more appropriate.

Yes, you are jealous of Amber.

Amber is the front counter assistant for White Heron Air, a privately owned charter airline located on St. George Island in the Florida Keys. She is tall and thin, with long blonde hair and curves like Jessica Rabbit. Even though Lou, the owner of White Heron Air, doesn’t require uniforms for him, his pilot, or Amber, she still shows up in a skin tight pencil skirt, low cut silk blouse, and high heels.

“You never know who’s going to walk through that door today,” she always tells you in that condescending voice that is used when providing life changing advice to you.

And the catalyst for such advice is that you have exactly three pairs of jeans and eight t-shirts that you just rotate through each week. You have three pairs of converses in different colors and a pair of flip flops. You fix your hair however you feel for the day but since you run a lunch counter in the small airport, it usually consists of either a ponytail or a messy bun when you oversleep. You were not even in the same league as Amber.

No, maybe hate is the right word.

Speaking of the temptress, she saunters her way across the boarding area to the counter. “Good morning,” she greets in an overly cheery voice.

“Morning, Amber,” you respond, wiping down the countertop.

“Did you hear the news?”

Usually you’re the first one to hear the news, from the mechanics and janitors that take you up on free cups of coffee before the flights start taking off or coming in. You give them caffeine, they give you the scoop around the hangers. But no one had said anything this morning. “No, what news?”

“Well,” she leans on the counter, giving anyone walking in off the tarmac a spectacular view of her ass, “Lou hired a new pilot.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. Apparently he’s licensed for both plane and helicopter.”

You laugh shortly. “What’s Lou going to do with a helicopter? That old A-Star hasn’t run in five years.”

“I don’t know,” Amber shrugs, “guess he’s going to have to get it fixed and give tours.”

Actually, that’s not a bad idea. The reef around the Keys is beautiful and the snorkeling, diving, and boating community certainly have brought in a lot of money doing up close tours. The view overhead would be beautiful to see. “Do we have a name on this new pilot?”

She bites her plush, red stained lower lip. “Francisco Morales. Ugh, doesn’t that just sound so dreamy and exotic?”

You fight the urge to roll your eyes and tell her you went to school with five classmates with the last name of Morales and none of them were exactly exotic. “Sure, sounds very…exotic. But remember the last helicopter pilot we had in here? Simon? He was a HR nightmare waiting to happen.” Hitting on coworkers is one thing, but when you started hitting on women on a tour…in front of their significant others…well, thankfully Simon found work elsewhere.

“Lou wouldn’t do that to me again,” she looks up at you. “I mean us.”

It’s almost eleven o’clock when the first plane of guests to St. George Island arrives and you hate to admit it, but you’re scanning each face that comes through looking for the new pilot. You see the stereotypical tourists, middle-aged men coming through the door with their fishing gear, the chattering college girls with their bikini tops and wide brimmed hats. Then you see him, or at least you hope it’s him.

He’s broad shouldered, curly hair poking out underneath a worn baseball cap, dark aviator sunglasses perched on a strong nose. He has a canvas backpack, military from the looks of it, and a small suitcase, more than just a weekend stay but still not a lot for someone moving to the island. He’s scanning the space and you start to move from behind the counter to offer your help when Amber blows past you.

“He’s mine,” she whispers as she passes, slowing her gait to start the willowy swing of her hips when his eyes land on her.

You watch, as you always do when a good looking man steps on the island, as Amber introduces herself with a dazzling smile, a perfectly manicured hand on his arm. He takes the sunglasses off and hooks the arm over the first closed button of his shirt, which happens to be halfway down his chest and you don’t know whether you want to look at the expanse of skin that is showing there or at the earth brown eyes that were revealed. Good God, you hope that’s the new pilot. You need more time to study him.

He smiles at Amber, his eyes crinkling at the corners and a small dimple appearing in the process. Amber is in full fliration mode, tossing her hair over her shoulder, showing off the long expanse of her slender neck and you watch his eyes follow the line of her throat. There is something so overtly sexual in the entire exchange that you feel heat rise in your face and have to turn away.

You realize, with more bitterness than usual, that Amber’s snatched another one from you. You angrily start clearing dishes left over from the morning and wiping down the counter with force. You’re wondering how to get yourself to the mainland of Florida to get some new wardrobe pieces and maybe then you’d have a fighting chance. You’re not looking for marriage, just someone to have some fun with and knock off the loneliness from time to time. If you did redo your wardrobe, you’d have to learn how to walk in high heels so you didn’t kill yourself in the kitchen-

“Hello.”

You’re so startled by the greeting, you drop the dirty coffee cup in your hand and it shatters on the floor. “Shit!” You bend down and start picking up the pieces of ceramic, putting them into a dish towel so you don’t cut your hand and add to your embarrassment. “I’m sorry,” you mumble.

“No, I’m sorry for startling you.”

You glance up to see, as is your luck, the new guy is helping you clean up the mess. He’s even cuter up close and smells even better, a mix of spicy cloves and tangy sea air. He drops the broken pieces in the trashcan and takes the dish towel from you and dumps that as well. You end up staring at his hands when he passes the towel back to you. They’re impossibly broad and your mind goes immediately to how they would feel-

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, oh yeah,” you shrug and try to look nonchalant. “One last dirty dish to wash, right?”

You sound like an idiot and he chuckles politely at the comment, not the full laugh that he gave Amber. The dimple doesn’t appear. You wonder if you should put your neck on display like her but realize your hair is already piled on your head so you would just look like you had a muscle spasm. Maybe he would offer to massage your neck…

“I’m Frankie, by the way,” he extends his hand. “The new pilot for White Heron.”

You take it and try to memorize every detail you can while still trying to keep up the conversation by telling him your name.

“That’s a lovely name,” his smile increases when he repeats it back to you. Still no dimple, but the thought of proposing marriage to him on the spot crosses your mind.

“Francisco, there you are!” Amber sways up to the counter and loops her arm through his. Her hand wraps around his bicep, well, tries to at least. Everything about this guy is broad. “I see you met our little cook.”

You sigh in defeat and shove your hands into the back pockets of your jeans. “Yeah, we met, Amber.”

“Great,” she snaps and narrows her eyes at you. “I’m going to show him the hanger and anything else he might like to see, before Lou gets in.”

His smile becomes slightly strained at the innuendo but you notice his eyes are drawn back to her neck. Or down her blouse. It’s hard to tell from this angle. Either way, Amber had her hooks in him. You do enjoy watching him walk away though and fully intend to file away your observations for nights when you’re just too lonely and need to take matters into your own hands. If you’re not too tired after your shift at the bar tonight, just maybe you’ll indulge in the fantasy of giving him a tour of the kitchen. All that cold stainless steel against hot bodies…maybe you need to go stand in the freezer for a few minutes.

You don’t see him the rest of the day, which is not that big of a surprise. Lord knows what Amber and he got up to during the “hanger tour.” It is a giant warehouse with one turboprop plane and a broken down helicopter so there isn’t much to see. Lou must have come in eventually because the blinds to his office were closed and Amber was on her phone behind the counter. By the time you close down the lunch counter, his bags are still sitting next to Amber’s perch at her station.

“Good night, Amber,” you call out to her.

She looks down at the bags and then raises a hand to wave at you. “Oh, sweetie, it’s going to be a great night.”

Yeah. You hate her.

***

Frankie needs an exactration.

He looks down at his phone and wonders how quickly Santi can get to St. George from Sydney. But then he hears Amber’s voice calling his name and realizes that no matter how fast, it’s not going to be fast enough.

“There you are, Francisco,” she sidles up to where he was trying to hide at the bar.

“It’s Frankie, actually.”

She waves her hand dismissively. “Frankie makes you sound like some grease monkey mechanic.”

“Hate to break it to you, but that’s kind of what I am.”

“I thought you were a pilot.”

“I do that too.”

Her predatory grin comes back. “So you’re just a jack of all trades, then. Are you a master of one in particular?”

He laughs at the comment but doesn’t say anything. Honestly, he just wants to go to the hotel, take a shower, and go to bed. He doesn’t officially start work for another couple days and he needs time to process what is happening right now in his fucked up life. If he had met Amber a year ago, she would have been crawling out of his bed and looking for her underwear by this point in the evening but so much has changed in the last couple months. Now, he doesn’t know what he wants and the overt flirting is starting to get on his nerves.

“Good evening, can I get you two a drink?”

He looks up at the bartender and Amber laughs loudly. You stare back at him with those wide, bright eyes that are filled with surprise at seeing him here. You’ve changed shirts, wearing a t-shirt that says “Drinks Well With Others” and your hair is braided now. You’re still just as cute as you were behind the lunch counter. There’s something calming and warm about you and he can’t quite place his finger on it. Amber winds her arm around his and leans heavily on his shoulder.

“I forgot you worked here,” she drawls.

Frankie watches your eyes cut over to her and then narrow slightly and he wishes he could be privy to whatever it is you’re thinking right now because your facial expression is certainly not pleasant. And given the fact that the island is as small as it is, he highly doubts this wasn’t planned on Amber’s part. But you mask it well and quickly return to being 100% professional. “What can I get you guys?”

“I’ll have sex on the beach,” Amber says, biting her lower lip.

“I bet you will,” you mouth to yourself.

Frankie can’t hear you but he certainly can read lips thanks to hours flying in a chopper and needing to communicate with the co-pilot. It’s one of the first skills that all helicopter pilots learn. He covers his laugh with a cough and your eyes nervously shoot up to his. “I’ll just have a beer.”

You press your lips shut as you make the drink for Amber and pour the beer into a chilled glass for him. When you slide the drinks over to them, you place a bowl of roasted peanuts in front of them. “You’re not allergic are you?”

“No,” he shakes his head. It means a lot to him that you asked, even though he’s not, his daughter is and a pang of regret hits him in the chest. Maybe that’s what he likes about you, you’re kind and God knows he could use some of that right now. He doesn’t deserve it, but he can use it. He glances over at Amber who’s waving to a couple girls who just came into the bar. He holds up the beer to hide his mouth and asks quietly, “Is she?”

Your mouth quirks up on the side slightly as you shake your head no.

“Pity,” he says and you turn away so Amber doesn’t see you laugh.

Amber’s head whips back to the two of you. “What was that, hun?”

Frankie looks over at you and wonders if he has an ally here, a way to slip Amber’s clutches. You’re polite to her but he can tell you’re certainly not friends. So, he gives it a shot and points to the pearl pendant around your neck. “I said that was pretty.”

Your brow furrows slightly and you touch the pendant trying to figure out what he’s doing.

Amber shrugs. “I guess if you like old, plain stuff.”

“Vintage, Amber,” you say. “It’s called vintage.”

“Whatever.”

You must catch on what he’s doing because you look behind the bar for something and then turn to Amber. “Speaking of vintage, Amber, do you mind if I borrow your date for a second? I need to bring out another case of wine to restock the bar.”

She glances around the place. “Isn’t Harry around?”

“Pulled his back playing golf.”

“What about Damon?”

“Out sick.”

Amber gives you a scrutinizing look before turning to him with a grin. “Just don’t forget who you’re going home with.”

Relief floods through him as he walks around the bar and follows you into the back. As soon as the doors swing shut, Frankie takes his hat off and rubs his face. “Good God, is she always like this?”

You smile and slide some boxes around. “Do you have money?”

“If I did, I would retire here, not work here.”

You nod in agreement. “Then in that case, she could be worse.”

He looks back out of the small window to see her sitting at the bar still, waving at a guy at the end. “What’s her deal?”

“Lonely and high sex drive.”

Frankie glances over at you and sees your face has darkened, all the way up to your ears. “Sorry, that was really mean.”

There’s that touch of kindness again, remorse for being…honest? Perhaps it’s more to do with the brutality of the honesty. Either way, it’s adorable seeing you flustered.

“She really isn’t that bad when you get to know her,” you’re saying, as you shift bottles around in the boxes. “She is thoughtful and can be sweet. You know, once you get past all the flirting. There’s not much choice for dating material on the island. So when someone new shows up and they’re good looking and -”

“You think I’m good looking?”

You sigh and clear your throat nervously. “I was speaking in a, uh, general sense.”

He decides to not tease you further despite how adorable you are when you blush. “So I’m considered fresh meat?”

“That is the term, yes.” You slide a box of wine bottles over to him. “So, depending on how desperate you are, once you take this out to the bar, you can come back here and sneak out that door right there,” you point to the emergency exit on the other side of the kitchen.

Frankie thinks about it, he honestly does. And apparently you catch you on to his dilemma.

“Yeah, you’re probably too nice a guy to just bail on her.”

He tries hard to not pay any mind to the term “nice guy.” He’s far from it but not that he’s going to tell you that.

Your face lights up with an idea. “She’s kind of a germaphobe. If you tell her you might be coming down with a cold, she’ll back off for a day or two.”

He bends down and picks up the box of wine bottles. “I can fake a cold.”

You start to go back out to the bar.

“Hey,” he says and you pause and look back at him. “Thanks.”

You smile back at him, open and carefree. The desire to kiss you smacks him upside the head and he’s thankful to have his hands wrapped around the box.

“No problem.” You shrug. “You’re not the first guy I’ve saved.”

He carries the box out and sits it down on the back counter of the bar for you before returning to his seat. He fakes a cough and Amber gives him a concerned look.

“Oh no, hun, what’s wrong?”

He shrugs it off and takes a sip of his beer. “Nothing. Just a little cold.” He coughs again. “I always get one flying on a commercial flight.”

“Why didn’t you say something? I can take you back to my place, make some tea-”

“I think a good night’s sleep will be enough.” She starts to say something but he cuts her off. “Alone, sweetheart.”

She finally admits defeat. “Alright. Maybe when you’re feeling better.”

“Maybe.”

He finishes his beer and pays for their drinks, leaving you a hefty tip for your help. Amber does redeem herself by asking him if he knows how to get to the hotel where he’s staying and he assures her he does. He offers to see her home but she ends up joining her friends on the other side of the bar and wishes him a goodnight. He catches your eye on the way out the door and mouths “thanks” to which you give him the thumbs up.

The hotel is just two blocks away and the walk helps clear his head somewhat. The island is cute, definitely set up for tourists though which is good and bad. Good because there’s very few locals, just people trying to make ends meet at the shops and restaurants. Tourists will move through quickly and it’ll be easy to stay out of the way in the ever shifting crowd. Bad because the cost of living is going to be high. Despite April telling him to never come back to Sante Fe and then the Lorea job going so spectacularly wrong, he still has the intention of sending money back to help with his daughter, Leilah. Hopefully he’ll be able to make enough as both mechanic and pilot to be able to do that. Even if April doesn’t accept it, at least he’s doing something.

However, with the way things have been going, when he tries to do something, it’s never enough.

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It’s way too much.

When you were counting out your tips last night after the bar closed, you saw Frankie had tipped you $20 for a $17 tab. You knew he was grateful for your help with exactrating him from Amber but it certainly wasn’t worth a tip that size. And he had said he didn’t have much money to begin with so you slipped the $20 into your back pocket before heading to the terminal the next morning.

You enjoy getting there early in the morning, when it’s quiet and yours. You take your time cleaning the eating areas until they shine, chopping up onions and celery for the potato and chicken salad, and finally brewing the coffee for the mechanics and janitorial staff. However this morning, when you arrive, there is clanging coming from one of the hangers. You have a dusty baseball bat under the counter just in case someone ever breaks in or tries to rob the place, so you grab that and creep towards the White Heron hanger.

Creeping around the corner, you see Frankie picking up a wrench he dropped. You breathe a sigh of relief and lower the bat. “You’re here early.”

If you startle him, he doesn’t show it. “So are you.”

“I always come in this early to do food prep. Oh, and I forgot to tell you yesterday, everyone that works here gets free coffee whenever they want it.”

“That,” he grins enough for that dimple to appear, “is really good news to me. And I may put you out of business because of it.”

“I’ll take my chances and bring you a cup when it’s brewed. And by the way,” you pull out the $20 from your back pocket. “This is way too generous.”

He looks down at the money and shrugs. “How do you know that’s mine?”

“Because it was with your bill. Here.”

He shakes his head. “No. You did me a solid, I paid you back.”

You raise an eyebrow. “So you paid me for my services? That’s illegal.”

“I showed you appreciation for going over and above your job. That’s being nice.”

“You’re a stubborn man, Frankie Morales.”

He laughs and turns back to the broken down helicopter. “Sweetheart, you don’t know the half of it. How long has this thing been sitting here?”

You put the money back in your pocket since he’s obviously not going to take it. That’s okay, you’re stubborn as well. “Five years, or about that. Is it worth fixing?”

He looks over the innards that he’s exposed by removing a couple panels. “These A-Stars are pretty solid little machines, especially for touring. The sound control is good without needing noise-canceling headphones and the cabins are climate controlled if you need it. The start up and turn off times are quick too and they’re smooth when you maneuver them so passengers like them for photo opportunities.”

You perk up at that suggestion. Photography has always been a hobby of yours, though not too many people are privy to that knowledge. “Can you fix it?”

“Depends on how much money Lou wants to invest in it. I’d say a couple grand would get it past inspection.”

Lou would probably go for that. “Sounds like you’re going to need some coffee to keep going. It should almost be done by now.”

“Thanks,” he answers absent-mindedly as he’s pulling another panel off and staring into a mess of wires and machinery.

While he’s distracted, you slip the $20 dollar bill into his tool box and quickly leave the hanger. He comes out of the hanger just as the first canister of coffee is finishing up. You pour some into a mug and set it down on the counter for him. You expect him to take it back to the hanger but are pleasantly surprised when he sits down instead. Your nerves start to get the better of you and you need to keep your hands busy before you break more of your dishes in your clumsiness so you start filling up the salt and pepper shakers.

“I didn’t think you started for another couple of days?”

“I don’t,” he says, taking a sip of the coffee. “But I like staying busy. Speaking of busy, you seem to work a lot of hours.”

You nod. “It’s not cheap living in paradise. The lunch counter used to be my mother’s business. When she died of cancer, I took it over. It doesn’t bring in enough to pay the bills so I also work over at The Beach Cat Bar and Grill too. So, if you’re going to tackle getting that helicopter off the ground, I take it you like fixing things?”

He sighs deeply. “When I can.”

There’s so many layers to that answer and you can tell he’s not going to give those up easily. But that doesn’t mean you can’t start chipping away at it. When the salt and pepper shakers are filled, you keep yourself busy stirring the ingredients together for the standard three salads you serve: chicken, egg, and potato. Amber is usually the next person to arrive and she could show up at any time so you cut straight to the chase with your questioning. “What branch of the military were you in?”

He glances up at you in mild surprise. “Army.”

It’s said with slight hesitation, like there’s more to it than his just being in the general forces. “Rangers?”

“Started there.”

Delta Force or something else in the Special Operations then. That explains a lot. “My dad served in the Army. I saw the flag on your backpack yesterday and recognized it because he has the same one. He did three tours in Afghanistan until he got wounded and they sent him home.”

“Sorry to hear that.”

“At least he came home. Alot of his friends didn’t.”

Frankie nods slowly, lost in thought. “Yeah. I know how that feels.”

“You should meet him sometime,” you offer. Comradery with fellow soldiers had helped your dad so maybe it might help Frankie. It couldn’t hurt to give him another face to recognize on the island either. “He runs a fishing and snorkeling business if you like those things.”

Frankie perks up at that. “Fishing, huh?”

“Every Sunday afternoon he goes out for fun. The price to get on the boat is a six pack of Bud.”

“Do you go fishing with him on Sundays?”

You stop in your stirring, knowing that your answer to this question is important. “Sometimes, when I’m not working.”

He watches you for a moment, those brown eyes scanning your face intently. “Are you working this Sunday?”

“No, I’m not.”

He nods once. “Just one pack of Bud and I’m good to go?”

“Yup.”

“Okay, maybe I’ll go then.”

You try to hide your giddy smile as you cover the food with saran wrap. You don’t want to read too much into it but he did make sure you were going to be there before he said he would show up. Unless you were overthinking it. Maybe you were? Maybe he just didn’t want to be out on a boat alone with some strange guy. Maybe it has nothing to do with you. You’re lost in your spiraling thoughts when Amber walks in and sees Frankie.

“Well, good morning, handsome,” she runs her hand across his shoulders before setting a thermos in front of him. “How are you feeling? I brought you some tea.”

Frankie smiles up at her. “Uh, thank you. That’s very…very nice. Thanks.”

“Gotta get you feeling better for our big date,” she says cheerfully before heading over to her station.

You can’t help but smile at him. “Better drink up, big guy.”

He flips you the bird but with a good natured smile so you both laugh. He makes his way back to the hanger and you put the food in the refrigerator. When you come back out, you grab the mug he had been drinking out of and knock a rolled up $20 bill out of the handle. You slip it back into your pocket taking this as a personal challenge now.

Let the games begin.

#francisco catfish morales #frankie morales #frankie morales x reader #frankie morales x you #frankie morales fic #francisco catfish morales fic #triple frontier fic #By land sea and air series #hinky writes

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iconicdumbass · 6 months

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Does anyone else in the TCC remember when that lady (Jessica???) catfished prisoners or was that a weird fever dream

#true crime #tcc

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Hey! Huge fan of ur recasting posts and I’m sorry if another one is annoying 😭 not sure if you were a fan of the X-Files but if so, if there was a reboot, do you think it could work in modern times ? Would u change anything ? and who would you cast as Mulder and Scully?

Hey! Thank you, anon! These asks aren't annoying at all, I love putting my little casting agent hat on and playing around with reboot ideas, haha.

I actually watched The X-Files in full for the first time during the lockdowns, so it's pretty fresh in my head. They also announced in March this year that a reboot is happening, and will be adapted by Ryan Coogler, which has me pretty curious.

It's interesting to think about what a modern reboot would look like, because the original series really relied very heavily on the isolation of rural communities and limited tech (particularly everyone and their mum not having phones with cameras in their pockets) to create an atmosphere of both speculation and possibility. That approach I don't think would work today at all really, but I do think that can be flipped to look at just how pervasive and invasive tech has become which can lead to the same sense of possibility.

AI, deepfakes, catfishing, social media, to say nothing of the dark web, I think could really open up interesting avenues in terms of how the show explores both its alien and sci-fi themes, and its more horror-adjacent elements. That shift though in and of itself I think removes some of the original charm of the series, so it would certainly be an exercise in good direction, writing and tone management to find that urban legend-style spark.

As for casting, oooo, I think I'd go Lakeith Stanfield as Mulder and Jessica Henwick as Scully?

Between Atlanta and The Changeling, I think Lakeith has really shown his versatility in TV and I think could play that slightly out-there charm of a character like Mulder really well, and Jessica is just so charismatic on screen, but also sells that dry wit that Gillian Anderson did so well in the original run of the series.

What do you think? Who would you cast?

#thanks anon!#these are always fun haha #the x files #recastings #welcome to my ama

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fallingfavourites · 2 years

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Who I write for

Disclaimer: this list will probably change from time to time, I do not write smut so don't ask me :) If you want to send a request for someone that isn't on the list you can ask me cause I might have forgotten them

MCU Characters

Billy Russo

Carol Danvers

Frank Castle

Gwen Stacy(tasm)

Jessica Jones

Karen Page

Kate Bishop

Marc Spector

Matt Murdock

Michelle Jones-Watson

Peter Parker- all 3

Pietro Maximoff

Sam Wilson

Steven Grant

Wanda Maximoff

The X-Men Characters

Charles Xavier(James Mcavoy)

Jean Grey(Sophie Turner)

Bridgerton Characters

Peter Maximoff

Stranger Things

Eddie munson

Lucas sinclair

Max Mayfield

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley

Steve Harrington

Anthony Bridgerton

Benedict Bridgerton

Eloise Bridgerton

DC Characters

Dick Grayson(Titans)

Harley Quinn(Suicide Squad)

Rick Flag(Suicide Squad)

Robert Dubois(Suicide Squad)

Adrian Chase(Peacemaker)

Outer Banks Characters

JJ Maybank

John B Routledge

Kiara Carrera

Pope Heyward

Rafe Cameron

Sarah Cameron

Pedro Pascal Characters

Javier Peña(Narcos)

Frankie "Catfish" Morales(Triple Frontier)

Jack "Whiskey" Daniels(Kingsman)

Oscar Isaac Characters

Santiago "Pope" Garcia(Triple Frontier)

Jonathan Levy(Scenes From A Mariage)

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cathymadpenguinartprincess00 · 1 year

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The Bad Guys: Ms. Jessica “Jessie” Catfish/Auburn Whiskers expressions

This is the latest character expressions of Jessie Catfish about her everyday life of her career as a Macy’s sports gear fashion model and an assistant coach for the school gymnastics with her besties including Diane, from her breakup with Trevor Clownfish(he heartlessly cheated on her with Patricia “Tricia” Tigerfish after freeloading her hard earned money during the time they were dating) to her current relationship with Mr. “Pepe” Piranha as their romance became more stronger than her own muscle strength.

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If yall have been here long enough, im talking 2017 on.. remember snap is where hes always been problematic and instagram he would pretend it never happened because “he cares too much”, i dont know what the hell that close up of her face was on instagram the other day but back in those days all the parties, countless girls that were over and would write all over his arms, selfies with girls, him smoking and drinking was done on snap. It could be also because his family follows him elsewhere but he was wild on snap. Hed post Shea and Aubrey and Cara etc on snap. He posted him and Bri drunk and sloppy at a club. Him and some other girl in a hottub drunk. Now since he has noting else to post its Ms. Snapchat except with her it’s annoying because she is making it seem like hes a prince in chinning armor when in reality theyre both wasted. Im sorry but in what other context has he posted her other than when theyre drinking? How is that attractive? To each their own though.

that's true. i didn't get into the fandom until 2018, but even then i saw a bunch of messy stuff that he used to do. i think bc insta is his biggest platform, especially at the time, he cared what got posted on there. snapchat was meant to be his messy place lol

i remember seeing him posting those pics with spookybaby, that one snapchat with a girl on his lap in a hot tube (i think the girl's name was jessica? i could be wrong) there was also that one video that sam threw him under the bus by basically letting everyone know colby was thinking and talking about cara lol

and i've seen the occasional shea and him snapchat but they all looked pretty normal.

it's only been in recent years that insta has gotten him into some messy places. also let's not forget the catfish. that was a mess on both platforms lol

if colby wants to have a bit of a thing with stas when he's drunk, so be it. not my cup of tea per se, but that's fine. the problem that arises is why you gotta post about it, or why let stas make it seem like it's more than that. unless he doesn't know what she's doing, and he's just having fun…..

whatever. at this point i think i've said everything i can.

#ask #personal #cb ll

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Love is in the air!

OTMS

MUN: A! We are more jazzed than a jazz band on Mardi Gras to see Alex back in action, and serving us a demographic we didn’t know we were missing! It’s like Hotel California in here, you can check out but you can never really leave <3 Thank you for bringing us Mal, we can’t wait to see what she and Jake get into!

CHARACTER: FLYNN RIDER! Members highlighted A’s selfpara series that documented big career moves for Flynn, and the cherry on top was the Flolley kiss! Finally!!! We’ve loved seeing Flynn’s career and his ship develop and are so excited to see where these changes take him.

THREAD: CATFISH EXPOSED! Swynrp loves a plot that not only includes multiple characters and muns, but that has additional implications for other characters too. We loved to see Gabriella taking the L for her friend, Bruce’s grappling with it, and Annie and Toby sticking their noses in mermaid business! Can’t wait to see the ripple effect on the merfolk of Swynlake.

TASK: B’ BULLSEYE IN THE MANDALORIAN! Not only was the bonus of B’ original art mentioned, but members also pointed out that her plot description fit both the show and Bullseye’s character so well that it was mind-blowing!

Honorable mention: A’s super diverse supporting character tasks were highlighted by multiple members, but get this — no singular one was mentioned twice. Members individually highlighted several of her tasks for their unique casting and emotional impact!

BOARD UPDATES

EBOSHI IS GONE: She wrote her report (a beautiful one at that!) and returned to her office in London. As a result, Eboshi’s temporary policies (the suspension of Hades, the limits on the Board’s powers, the closing of the forest, and the postponement of the election) have all been reversed. Read on for more information about the election!

PETITIONS PASSED:

LUCKY CAT: A petition to open an Asian fusion cafe on Main Street

ARETE LAW FIRM: Opening of Arete Law Firm

EMERGENCY ELECTION! Since the 2023 fall election was paused, we’re holding it now! This will be a shortened version of the election, with only a couple of events so that the Board can be back in action. Read more on this doc! The rough timeline is below:

CANDIDATE APPLICATION DUE: Feb. 7

MEET THE CANDIDATES MIXER: Feb. 21 - 28

DEBATE: Feb. 28 - March 7

VOTING: March 7 - March 9

TASKS

SECRET VALENTINE’S DAY EVENT TASK: Keep your eyes peeled for more information about our Valentine’s Day event! HOW I MET YOUR [PARENT]: How did your muse’s parents meet? Was it a blind date? The shadowy corner of a bar? An elaborate arrangement by the fae king? Write a oneshot that tells the story (800 words)

EVENTS

FEBRUARY 1-7: SPEED DATING: A Swynlake tradition! Come out to Town Hall to meet new people and maybe set off sparks with a special someone. Canonically on Feb. 3rd.

FEBRUARY 1-7: SWYNLAKE CREDIT UNION OPENING: Town Hall has a new useful service for everyone from business owners to anyone just trying to get assistance with their financial goals. Stop by to learn more! Canonically on Feb 2nd.

FEBRUARY 5: VALENTINE’S DAY EVENT ANNOUNCED!

FEBRUARY 8 - 18: VALENTINE’S DAY EVENT: Keep an eye out for more information!

FEBRUARY 21-28: MEET THE CANDIDATES MIXER: This will be a shortened election season, but we’re still having this classic election event! Come on out to Town Hall to learn more about the Swynlakers running for Town Board.

BIRTHDAYS

Jenny Marsh-Foxworth – February 1

James Jones – February 5

Karen "Voyd" Peterson-Boggs – February 9

Tiana Truitt – February 10

Mary "Boo" Gibbs – February 10

Madellaine Hsu – February 15

Paulette de la Croix – February 21

Finn Flounder – February 24

PLOT ROUND-UP!

THE ONE WITH THE INTERRUPTED CHRISTMAS DINNER

Characters Involved: Al, Vixey, Jun, Tiana

Plot: In the middle of a FRIENDS Christmas gathering, Al gets a call from Nora and bails! Is he a shitty friend? Is Nora a shitty partner?!

BREAKDANCE

Characters Involved: Al, Jessica

Plot: Al tells Jess that he's not doing any evening programming for Barn Con this year. Jess decides to host a Nerdlesque event on her own anyway <3

PHILLIP KNIGHTLEY AND THE PURSUIT OF KNOWLEDGE

Characters Involved: Phil, Dipper, Herc

Plot: After going home with Dipper on New Year's Eve, Phillip realizes maybe he's not as good at a certain activity as he once thought. Cue a big research mission -- step 1: ask Hercules

CONGRATULATIONS! IT’S A [REDACTED]

Characters Involved: Ting-Ting, Thomas

Plot: Tom escorts Ting-Ting to the hospital... and she finds out she is having a baby girl!

CATFISH ARC

Characters Involved: Toby, Gabriella, Annie, Bruce

Plot: Annie and Toby use the anonymous merm inbox to catfish Bruce and track the merms to Whosits and Whatsits. They mistakenly assume they were communicating with Gabriella, who doesn't correct them— leading them to expose her identity as a mermaid in the Squire!

ARETE LAW FIRM

Characters Involved: Belle, Hades, Toulouse

Plot: The local law firm, Wigburg, is closing down as Reginald Wigburg has retired. Belle, after convincing from her partners, has decided to open a new law firm! The petition has just been passed and you can now officially ask Belle for law help! Cases both magic and mundane are welcome.

STRAWBERRY HILL

Characters Involved: Simba, Berlioz

Plot: Simber has bought a house in London! It is a historical house, called Strawberry Hill, in the affluent Richmond upon Thames neighborhood. The house came with a twist--it is haunted! After Loud Bell came to visit, Hades informed Simber that the ghost would like to use she/her pronouns and goes by "Strawberry." They also met their neighbors, a lesbian couple, Regina and Anitta, who have two Dalmatians from the Dalmatian Plantation: Dottie and Smith. Regina, who goes by Reggie, invited Simba to join their football team. Jenny has also come for a visit, to look around before things are fully complete! They are doing a ton of renovation as the house fell into disrepair after it sat on the market for years, due to the haunting. Simber will be moving to London at the end of this month, though Simba will be commuting until the end of the school year.

THE IVY GROVE BED AND BREAKFAST

Characters Involved: Toulouse, Gem, Sebastian, Lucky, Angel, Raksha, Scott

Plot: After someone (Gem) burned down Toulouse's house, he has built it back better than ever by hiring Morey Construction. After speaking with some new werewolves in town, primarily Angel and Lucky, he has decided giving new wolves in town a place to stay for cheap would be prudent. The new location is a lovely B&B with four bedrooms, two of which have already been filled by guests Raksha, her son Dhaumya, and Scott.

HALF A CENTURY

Characters Involved: Elinor, Roz, Moon, Cass, Merida , Flynn, Hera

Plot: Elinor turned 50 and threw a little formal dinner at the castle! Her friends from dinner club were in attendance: Roz, Moon, and Cass. As well as her bestie, Hera. Merida and the boys were also forced to be there. Flynn came over earlier in the day to help with a lighting issue. Moon saved Cass some embarrassment by lending her an evening gown.

WE’RE GOING IN A DIFFERENT DIRECTION

Characters Involved: Evangeline, Hercules, Hatter, Al, Tink , Tiana, Snow, Jessica

Plot: After getting fired from the gym, Evy has tried several other jobs around town...getting fired from all of them for making mistakes and misunderstanding instructions. Being a star in a human's world is hard. :(

NEW YEAR, OLD FRIENDS

Characters and Muns Involved: Tófi Sethson and Moon Butterfly-Johansen

Plot: Godt nytår: Tófi invites Menodora to the Acorn Drop at Main Street Park. Come to find out neither of them are fond of the cold. Moral of the Story: Takes places after the Morning after the Acorn Drop incident: the two worsties have a heart to heart about their feelings (or lack thereof), also, waffles

NOTHING BETTER THAN REVENGE

Characters Involved: Eilonwy Llyr, Tony Rydinger, Willow Park, Ian Lightfoot, Annie Tremaine, Toby Determined

Plot: Upset by the article and the way it impacted their friend, Eilonwy, Tony, Willow, and Ian decide to get a little revenge on Annie and Toby. First they egged Annie's house and planted some smelly weeds in her yard (). Then they snuck into the Squire offices to enchant Toby's desk so that it would run away any time he was close (Discord)

SEEDLING CARE

Characters Involved: Eilonwy Llyr and Qin Su

Plot: Eilonwy asks Su to be her new co-host for the Women in STEM society and she said yes!

LOSING YOU IS EASIER THAN LYING TO MYSELF THAT YOU LOVE ME

Characters Involved: Mim Ambrosius

Plot: Mim confronted Gabby over what their relationship actually meant to the other woman and decides to end things.

SLEIGHT OF HAND

Characters Involved: Nick Wilde and Gaston D’Avenant

Plot: Nick is accused of using his illusion magic during poker at the Deer by one of Gaston's friends. Gaston sides with his friend, throwing Nick out of the game and banning him from any future games.

#swynnewsletter

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Dopo 35 anni, l'iconico "duro del Road House" fa il suo ritorno nelle sale cinematografiche. Il remake del cult del 1989, che vedeva protagonista il compianto Patrick Swayze, arriva con una nuova interpretazione diretta da Doug Liman, mettendo ora al centro della scena Jake Gyllenhaal. "Road House" del 2024, diretto da Liman e scritto da Anthony Bagarozzi e Charles Mondry, presenta un cast stellare, tra cui Conor McGregor, Daniela Melchior, e Billy Magnussen. Il film sarà disponibile in streaming su Prime Video a partire dal 21 marzo 2024. La trama riprende il nucleo del film originale: un ex combattente UFC (interpretato da Gyllenhaal) diventa buttafuori in una taverna delle Florida Keys, solo per scoprire che dietro il paradiso tropicale si nasconde molto di più di quanto sembri. Un mix di azione e mistero che promette di catturare l'attenzione del pubblico. Doug Liman, celebre regista e produttore di "The Bourne Identity," porta il suo tocco distintivo a questa nuova versione. Il cast eclettico, che include anche Joaquim de Almeida e Jessica Williams, promette performance avvincenti e un'esperienza coinvolgente. Il trailer ufficiale in italiano accompagna l'annuncio, creando anticipazione per il ritorno di "Road House." L'uscita cinematografica e la disponibilità in streaming su Prime Video sottolineano la grande attesa attorno a questo atteso remake. Il film "Road House" sta per fare il suo atteso ritorno nel 2024, presentando una nuova versione adrenalinica diretta da Doug Liman e con Jake Gyllenhaal come protagonista. Il lungometraggio, in uscita il 21 marzo 2024, sarà disponibile su Prime Video. La trama di questo remake, basato sul film cult del 1989, segue un ex combattente UFC (interpretato da Gyllenhaal) che assume il ruolo di buttafuori in un vivace roadhouse nelle Florida Keys. Tuttavia, il paradiso tropicale nasconde segreti e sfide inaspettate, creando un contesto avvincente e ricco di colpi di scena. Il cast di "Road House" include anche Daniela Melchior, Billy Magnussen, Jessica Williams, Joaquim de Almeida, Conor McGregor, Lukas Gage, Arturo Castro, B.K. Cannon, Beau Knapp, Darren Barnet, Dominique Columbus, Bob Menery, Catfish Jean, Kevin Carroll, Travis Van Winkle e Hannah Lanier. Il film sarà proiettato in anteprima al festival SXSW, con Liman come regista e Anthony Bagarozzi, Charles Mondry alla sceneggiatura. Joel Silver è il produttore, mentre JJ Hook, Alison Winter, Aaron Auch e Audie Attar compaiono come produttori esecutivi. La sinossi ufficiale promette una riscrittura avvincente del classico degli anni '80, con Gyllenhaal impegnato in un ruolo che promette di portare il pubblico in un viaggio emozionante attraverso un roadhouse dai toni rude e misteriosi. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3aw4naDK7UE

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greenun0reversecard · 4 months

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To catfish or to not to catfish. 1.

(SERIES OF OC X CATFISHER)

You walked into the local office of your police station, seeing people in cuffs questioning 'wtf is going on here, why so many people here?' You went up to the main office and handed in your report to Jessica. "Jess here's my report for the week on some old stuck up men trying to fuck little girls." "Rose are you serious? Like damn I'll have to hand this report into the chief, ya know the hot one? Damn I wish I knew what's under those pants" you shook your head at Jessica, "girl, I know ur my bestie but perhaps stop being so fucking horny for once?" Jessica chucked "rose, you know I love you right? What about your obsession with that guy, the one online tbh I don't know even how you like the guy, he's older than you rose" you laughed "look he's mature and shut up please because ugh your just-! Anyway I've got work to do at home to catfish some more older guys that have done wrong" Jessica gasps and slams the table with twisted games "your soo lucky that you get to go home and work there girlie but for me? I'm stuck here doing these damn reports but sometimes I get to see the funniest shit but please come back to the office, I miss my work bestie" she pouts and whines. "Sorry Jess, I love working at home it's more my style." You smirked and she playfully gasps "your leaving me here to dieee but alright cya bestie" you smile "cya girlieee." You quickly make haste for the exit but bumping into your boss the chief, he takes your hand and helps you up "I'm sorry John, I didn't see you, I didn't mean to walk into you-" before you can finsh he cuts you off by speaking "rose calm down please, it was an accident besides no one got hurt, right?" You glare at him. John tall and you were tall but he was taller which is why u hated him but you couldn't admit that he was nice so dreamy and good looking 'ughhhh I just wanna strangle you for being so God damn beautiful-' your overthinking of strangling your boss was cut short. "Rose are you there?" Fuckk what were you supposed to say like Oh SoRrY sIr I wAs To BuSy DaYdReAmInG aBoUt YoU, NO YOU CANT SAY THAT OR HE WILL FIND OUT THAT YOU HATE HIM but quickly you come up with a word. "Yes." WHAT WHY THE FUCK DID U SAY YES, YOU COULD OF DONE BETTER THAN YES YOU IDIOT! "Great did you put in your report in yet?" "Yes." STOP SAYING YES YOU DUMBASS. "Good job on your work, I'm exited to read it" you smiled as he walked away, YOU FUCKING SMILED OH GREAT NOW YOUR OVERTHINKING AGAIN GOD DAMN IT!!! You quickly make your way home and log into your discord account KittensAreCute21, you see your online friend MelanieMartinezGoodVoice29 has logged on. You both never met in real life and besides you both didn't know where each of you are, "MELANIEEEE HRUUU?" "I'm fine, I have work to do but I thought I'd pop in and say hello." Fucking dry for that shit. "Awww so sweet, hooman I thought we are going to catfish some old men today" "sorry kittens, paperwork to do, goodbye" and then he fucking logged off. You wanted to talk to Melanie and yet to discover who they were but you were also tired so you turned off your computer and went to bed.

#catfishing #oc #my ocs #police #discord chat #romance

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