RECOVERED AUDIO CALL TRANSCRIPT
Individuals identified: Mikah Fitagerald (main suspect of case) and Charley Kingsley (supposed accomplice)
Subject of call: Anonymous blog under the name "murder-files"
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CHARLEY: Hey, um. I did it.
MIKAH: Did what?
CHARLEY: The-the blog thing. I set everything up. Made it some weird rando trying to slander you, just like you said.
MIKAH: Oh, good. Good...
CHARLEY: I uh... also used the weird screenshots you took when you tried... blocking them.
MIKAH: What? I told you not to use those! *Sigh* What else did you fuck up? There has to be more-
CHARLEY: I uh... Also made the blog under your name...
MIKAH: (LONG PAUSE) What?
CHARLEY: Ahah... Yeah. I-I just... Wasn't thinking. I mean, I thought it would be funny for this weird anonymous blog user to use your name and then accuse you in the next sentence, ya know? "It's called a cruel irony" ey? God, I fucking love that movie-
MIKAH: Don't tell me you used my fucking user too.
CHARLEY: Kinda? As the blog title... But, that's not the actual name of the blog!
MIKAH: Then what is it? What could it possibly be?
CHARLEY: "murder-files". With a hyphon inbetween the words.
MIKAH: (NO RESPONSE)
CHARLEY: I know, it sounds stupid and cringey, but it was the best I could come up with since the blog is like "looking into the case," quote unquote. Uuuuh yeah. I can change it if you want!
MIKAH: Ugh, no, it's fine for now. Just... I'll start maintaining it since it's under my fucking name. You better not fuck up anything else. Type me the password at least.
CHARLEY: Sure thing man. And hey, I just... wanted to let you know that I'm still not mad at you. What happened happened, and if you say it was an accident, then it was an accident. I'll do whatever it takes, man. OK?
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I think now I just need to survive until next Monday with all the Stress and then I can relax at that point. Sunday evening, even...
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(A/N: This is part 2 to my Mama Riley au! Thanks for all the love on the first one. ❤ no content warning and I'm trying to keep this gender neutral. Enjoy!!!)
You never expected your angry rant to actually change Simon's behavior. But it has, based on Mama Riley's weekly updates. He's stopping by more, staying longer. He's actually telling her things, mainly about his coworkers, but she's just happy he's finally opening up to her.
While you believe her, you're not seeing the change yourself. Fridays are when you have dinner with Mama Riley, and now apparently Simon too. He just… stares at you, a permanent frown on his face. As if you're the one intruding.
Part of you is glad he doesn't talk much. The few sentences he does speak, the low timber of his voice makes your heart race. Behind the scars and unwelcoming attitude, Simon Riley is a handsome man. But your loyalty lies with his mom. He needs to be a better son, and some silly crush isn't going to change your mind that easily.
Ironically, it's said loyalty that makes Simon fall for you so fast. His loyalty is rock solid, a promise held steadfast, an ache he feels in his chest every morning. There's no one Simon cares more about than his mom, and to see someone else care so deeply and fiercely about her makes you so insanely attractive to him. On top of that, your concern for Mama Riley made you willing to say something to him, and Simon knows he's off-putting and scary.
What I'm getting at is that this man is so down bad, it's not even funny. He'd literally take you to the court house and marry you immediately, if you were willing. But you're not, and he's kind of clueless on how to convince you to give him a chance. He'd rather catch a live grenade bare handed than ask his mom.
His mom who clocked the crush immediately, and is trying to help him without helping him. Even if their relationship is strained (much better now thanks to you!), she knows her son, and she knows he has feelings for you. And while she's not trying to meddle, she is trying to create opportunities for y'all to interact and get to know each other.
Opportunities that Simon keeps fumbling because he clams up so bad around you. He's never been good around people in general, and his crush on you just makes it twice as bad. Plus, he's aware that you hate him, and that's not doing him any favors either.
Mama Riley gives him time to make an attempt, only to watch him struggle and usually fail. But the attempts he's making with small talk, bad jokes, bringing you small knick knacks from deployment; it seems to be working. You're both opening up to each other, growing a friendship.
But as the months pass, nothing grows beyond a friendship. You don't want to ruin things between yourself and Mama Riley. Plus, you're not entirely sure where Simon's feelings lie. He's just as weird and off-putting as he was in the beginning, just now he tells you bad jokes and calls you ‘love’.
And, while Mama Riley promised herself that she wouldn't meddle - Simon's a grown man after all, he should be able to handle this - it's almost painful for her to watch the way you and Simon dance around each other. Nobody here is getting any younger, and after almost a year of watching you two, she decides to take matters into her own hands.
Simon's two months into deployment, when Mama Riley invites you over for routine Friday dinner. You're barely one glass of wine in, when she drops the bombshell on you.
“You know, Simon's in love with you.”
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I mean this with kindness and hope tumblr has the reading nuance necessary to apply the situation appropriately.
Venting has its place and venting is important. We need it socially and emotionally. However, there's a point in time where, if you never seek out solutions, if you know a feasible solution exists and is within your means, or there are clearly people who could help you to its end, but you consistently vent about it and do nothing for a long period of time, your words become foolish. You corrode yourself and impose upon yourself helplessness. The largest issue then isn't that the problem exists. It's that you perpetuate it by doing nothing.
Please act on your problem. Venting may short-term alleviate suffering, but it won't end the issue. And if you are using words as the only means of handling it, the venting eventually turns counterproductive. Overreliance turns into damage. I've seen people let it keep them in the situation longer and longer until they rust away. Please act. I know people get into various hangups, but it is your way out, you destroy yourself if you don't, and you have to have the maturity to handle that.
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