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whenlostinthedarkness · 6 months

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Afterglow: Chapter 2 / Part 1 - In My Way

Leader Singer!Reader x Lead Guitarist!Ellie Williams

Photo by @abbysthighs ; edited by me

Summary: You and the band attend a party after the show, which leaves you social exhausted. Ellie takes note and you both decide to head back to the hotel for some much needed come down time from the surplus of social interaction

Warnings: Social anxiety, Weed smoking, and mentions of reader & Ellie’s past relationship; I believe that is it.

A/N: If you haven't caught on by now, each chapter will be named after a MUNA song that is fitting for the situation. Listen to ' In My Way' here.

Intro | Chapter One |

A soft towel was thrown around your shoulder by Dina as you and the rest of your bandmates exited from the stage, leaving a crowd still screaming as they begged for yet another encore, even though you'd already given them two on top of the one you did every night of every show.

"Well, they were fucking crazy", Jesse laughed while dabbing his forehead with his own towel.

"Seriously! I think that was the highest energy we've gotten from a crowd so far," Ellie said, mirroring Jesse as she too held the towel against her forehead that was dampened with a few locks of hair.

The thundering crowds noises were quickly dissipating the further your band walked into the back stage area, until you all had finally made it to the large, shared dressing room.

"God, it's fucking hot!," you exclaimed while dramatically fanning yourself as you stood in front of a table top revolving fan that was turned up to high.

"Yes, yes you are," Dina teased as she began undoing her button up shirt, joining the rest of the group that had already started undressing out of their sweaty clothes.

In a flirtatious manor, that you both knew held nothing but friendly intentions, you turned around with your hand on your hip.

"Don't tease me D."

"What if I'm not?"

Both of your coquettish expressions caved into humored ones the minute you made eye contact.

"We've already been down that route in college, no need to revisit it," you joked with a pointed finger as you began undoing your top.

"God, don't remind me. It was like fucking my sister-no offense." You nodded in agreement with Dina as you voiced your mutual feelings about the night both of you had drunkenly hooked up after a party in college.

Thankfully, It wasn't a completely bad experience. It was the reason the both of you had become friends after all. What better way to bond than after a hook up that neither of you felt a romantic connection with, yet still enjoyed the others company.

As Ellie began zipping out of her jeans, she couldn't help but listen in on yours and Dina's conversation and reminisce about that night.

You, Ellie, and an apartment that was much too small for the amount of people that were walking in through the back door.

A local college band was playing in a space that no doubt was originally a living room that had been moved around to arrange a space for the band and others to gather around them.

You held on tight to the back of Ellie's-aka your roommate who you had met just a couple days ago- shirt as you allowed her to guide you through the mass amount of bodies that were somehow fit into this space that couldn't have been more than 1,000 square feet.

As college parties go, you and Ellie ended up talking with cheap beers in hand for awhile as you watched the people around you, until you saw Dina walk in. She was clearly the life of the party, which is what caught your attention in the first place…and she wasn't bad looking either.

Ellie remembered you whispering how hot you thought the dark haired girl, who you would come to know as Dina, was. Urgently, Ellie turned her head to look at you with furrowed eyebrows that begged to ask a question.

"Are you gay?"

Present day Ellie laughed quietly in the dressing room as she recalled you saying "do I look like I'm straight?", in a way that was so deeply offended, you would've thought you had been mistaken for the worst possible human being one could imagine.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of fear and hope spun together in a braided ribbon. Because now that she knew you liked girls, that meant that her immediate attraction to you wasn’t something that she could shove off in a corner. No, now her mind would conjure up all these scenarios and universes where it was you and her tangled up in sheets as your bare skin touched her bare skin, all because it was something that was possible.

Sure, it wasn’t definite and, at that time Ellie had no idea that you had felt this immediate attraction to her as well, but now, it was easier for her to picture herself with you because it wasn’t like the crushes Ellie had on straight girls in the past. This time it was real and raw and vulnerable.

"What so funny?"

Ellie hadn't noticed you, snuck up on her as she changed with her back to the rest of the group.

Quickly she peaked over her shoulder as she continued getting undressed.

"Remember when you were offended that I didn't know you were gay?"

A warm, comforting feeling filled you as you thought back to your very first outing with Ellie.

You nodded, "Yeah! I'm still pissed about it."

Ellie chuckled, "You're dumb."

You didn't reply, merely just watched silently as one by one, Ellie's legs slipped out of the denim, leaving her in plain colored boxer briefs and an undone button down shirt while her back was still to you.

You knew better than to allow your eyes and imagination to linger too long-that was dangerous territory; a been there done that type of territory.

The group continued chatting as each of you finished changing into less dampened clothing.

"You guys going to that party tonight?"

At Jesse's words your eyebrow raised in question, until you recalled the big name popstar's birthday gathering you all had been invited to that was happening tonight. Quietly, you sighed as you finished grabbing all of your personal belongings.

"Not sure. You?"

Jesse 'pst' his lips, "Ah c'mon! You have to come. It'll be a nice way to decompress. We haven't had a night off in ages."

You couldn't disagree. It had indeed been a two week spread of shows every single night...maybe a party wouldn't hurt.

But on the other hand, you knew you dreaded any sort of social gathering that was bound to leave you overstimulated and exhausted by the end of the night.

"I don't know.."

"Babe cmon, you deserve it. I deserve it. We all deserve it! Besides, we can ditch if we're too exhausted or if it's lame or something," Dina said as she turned around, joining the rest of you and your bandmates as you all naturally gathered in the center of the changing room.

You wagered your plan of staying in the hotel in stretchy clothes with takeout in hand and a shitty movie on the tv as you snuggled into the fluffy blankets…but the looks you were getting from your bandmates pretty much prepared an answer for you.

"Fineeee," you dragged your words as Dina took the initiative of leaving as she opened the dressing room door.

"Who knows, maybe you'll get laid."

You shook your head, shoving Dina playfully on the shoulder as you followed behind her. "Shut up slut."

Ellie followed behind you, and Jesse behind her as he chuckled at the usual banter between you and Dina that continued for the entirety of the walk to the black vehicle that was ready to take your band to the party.

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You'd been at the party for only an hour before you felt your threshold being pushed to it's farthest limit.

Dina and Jesse had been loved up on the dance floor, shouting the words of a song that was unfamiliar to you as Jesse had both of his arms around his love.

Ellie had caught your eye as she talked with other people throughout the party, always having some sort of whiskey drink in hand as she fidgeted with the small black straw she was swirling around her drink.

You knew how awful Ellie was in conversation, or rather following along with a conversation. Her thoughts always seemed to take over, making it hard for her to be fixed in on the entirety of a conversation as she, instead, resorted to zoning out or fixating herself on some sort of habit like she was right now.

With your back lent against a crisp white wall, you raised your drink to your mouth as you took a sip while still watching Ellie attempt conversation, until her eyes locked with yours.

She knew this version of you too well. The crowds, the socializing, the various amount of different noises all going on at once, none of it was ever your forte.

You quickly averted your gaze downwards into the honey colored drink in your glass, which made you oblivious to the fact that Ellie had already dismissed herself from her conversation and began making strides towards you.

"Over it already?"

Her familiar tone made your eyes glance upwards briefly before bringing them back down to your drink. You shrugged, "You know how I am at these things."

Ellie indeed knew too well. She also knew how much you resented yourself for not being able to handle a party without feeling like shit before, during, and after.

"Wanna head out? I'm kind of over this too." Ellie said as she mimicked your position of back resting against a wall with nearly empty drink in hand.

Your eyes remained low as you talked. "You don't have to leave because of me."

"I'm not," Ellie assured, "you're the one who can't do social gatherings, I'm the one whose bored of superficial small talk with people that I couldn't give less of a fuck about."

At her words, you chuckled, your neck now raising as your tipsy squinted eyes finally made contact with Ellie.

"Promise it's not because you feel sorry for me?"

Ellie's face lit up with a familiar, warm grin as she held up her pinky to swear her promise was true. "Promise."

You wore a lazy, but genuine smile as you extended your own pinky and gently hooked it around Ellie's. "Let's get the fuck out of here then."

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The drive back to the hotel was silent except for the easy listening radio the Uber drive had been playing in the vehicle. You were thankful they were playing music that was appropriate for the 3am hour that it was. The last thing you needed was heavy bass to fuel your already slightly aching head.

Both you and Ellie made your way into the hotel once the uber had reached your home for the night. Thankfully, your manager had taken care of check in so your room key was already tucked inside the palm of your hand, leaving the only thing to do was slide your key through the appropriate suite numbers door so you could fall face first into a fluffy, white bed.

Your mind pulsed with the room number as you got closer. '208, 2010, 2011, 2012."

A literal weight seemed to fall off of your body when you mentally read the 4 digit number.

"This is me. What room did you get?"

'Fuck', Ellie thought as she did a double take on the room number that was written on her key card and the room number engraved in a gold plaque on the door you were both stopped in front of.

"Me too. Guess we’re rooming together."

Ellie didn't mean for her words to come out with a grimace expression, but you understood why the second she said it.

Annalise. You'd told her once about not wanting to room with Ellie due to your past with her and it was never a forgotten thing..I guess not until now.

It wasn't that you didn't want to hang out with Ellie. Ellie was your best friend first, ex girlfriend second. Despite the past the both of you shared, you always made it your mission to never let it interfere with one of the strongest friendships you've ever had with a person.

Not rooming together was more of a...preventative measure. You and Ellie had dated for a couple years, obviously you also slept together during that time. Keeping separate sleeping arrangements was just a way to keep certain situations less likely to happen.

Without either of you making eye contact, you slid the card in, then out of the slot in the door as a light flashed green, signaling the release of the lock.

You could feel the very dim way your hands shook as you grasped the metal knob in hand, allowing you and Ellie entry into the spacious suite that, thankfully, had two queen sized beds in it. You couldn’t imagine what would happen if the hotel somehow made a mistake and gave you a suite with a single bed; at least one thing was on yours and Ellie’s side. Though it didn’t make the situation at hand any better.

The tension was thick like a humid august day in Florida.

You and Ellie had taken to silence as you both worked on unpacking the few essentials you had on your person - thank god your team had already managed to put both yours and Ellie's luggages by each of your bedside, leaving not too much work to be done tonight unpacking wise.

Once your shoes had been tucked away in the small closet, your phone charger plugged in with your phone attached to it, and your pajama's in hand, you set off for the bathroom in the still silent hotel room.

A quick shower paired with freely brushed teeth, a clean face, and much more stretchy clothing had you feeling almost fully recovered post show and post social gathering.

As you walked out of the bathroom, you couldn't help but follow the trail of clothing that was sprawled sloppily on the floor and on top of the bed that was Ellie's for tonight.

It was like a mouse hunt as you followed along the fabric and items Ellie had no doubt shoveled out of her bag instead of putting them away neatly - typical for Ellie. She was never the cleanliest of the band members.

The humored smile remained on your face as you walked from the area in the suite that contained the beds, over to the small hallway that led to the living room area.

Ellie was sprawled along the couch with nothing but a table side lamp on as her eyes were glued to her phone while her finger moved along the screen.

Thankfully she hadn't caught wind of your entrance or else she would've seen the way you ran your eyes up from her sock clade feet all the way up to the athletic shorts and hoodie that was branded with your bands logo. She only looked up when you sunk down on the opposite side of the couch she was on.

Startled, Ellie looked up at you, looking as if she had forgotten you were even here, and for a minute she honestly did. Ellies eyes had been zoned in on the text exchange between her and her girlfriend, Cat, since the moment she flopped herself onto the couch in a living room that wasn't hers- this was somewhat of a routine she had subconsciously started doing ever since the tour began.

Your eyes naturally followed along to Ellies screen as curiosity got the best of you, but when you saw the name and photo labeled at the very top of the text exchange, you felt that same god damn feeling. That drop, that warmth, that surge of an energy that was anything but positive.

It was as if Ellie could read your mind as she followed your eye line and quickly locked her phone before setting it on the arm rest of her side of the couch.

Clearing your throat, you tried your best at creating a diversion.

"I see you're still messy as ever." Your eyes remained low as you fiddled with the hem of your sweats that sat on top of your ankle bone.

Ellie smiled, mimicking your lack of contact gaze as her vision zoned out on the grey colored couch cushion.

Her mind began to dump through memories upon memories; when you and Ellie were roommates, you were always complaining about her side of the room, which quickly morphed into the entirety of the room as the floor was filled with various clothes, personal items, etc.

You only genuinely got upset about it once- finals week, freshmen year. You were stressed, Ellie was stressed, thus ensued the first of many fights that the both of you would have over petty things.

But the both of you were grown now and surely you could have a conversation over something like that.

"Shit, I'm sorry." Ellie made the move to get up from the couch until you spoke with a waving hand.

"I'm fucking with you El. You're good," you said with a calmed smile and warm tone.

"You sure? Cause I can-"

You were nodding quickly, having to fight back a large grin and laugh at how quick Ellie was willing to get up and tidy the space. You couldn't help but interrupt her quick thoughts that you could tell were piling up a mile high in her mind.

"Ellie."

At the sound of her name, Ellie felt her thoughts fall from their whirlwind as she instead focused her attention on one thing at a time and that one thing was you.

"You're good, I promise."

It was crazy how, just at the confirmation of your words, Ellie was able to calm herself down. There weren't many people in the world who could fully put her mind at ease and allow it to stop the overthinking, but you always could. You held a sense of magic over her.

"Wanna watch a movie or something?"

Though Ellie hadn't agreed yet, the remote control was already tucked in your hand as your thumb pressed down on the appropriate buttons. As if you already knew what a routine of assisting Ellie from an anxiety come down was like, which you did.

"Yeah that sounds good." Ellie's words were straight laced as she recognized her pulse for the first time and just how rapidly it was beating.

"Do you mind if I smoke? I usually do it after shows, but since we don't room together I wasn't sure-"

"Yeah your good." You interrupted, making Ellie let out a breathy laugh as she walked over to her bag that sat on top of her bed.

"What?" You asked with confusion.

"You've interrupted me like five times already." Ellie's tone was anything but malicious which assured you that she wasn't upset with your bad habit, but that didn't make you feel any less ashamed either.

"I'm soooorry," you dragged out, the sound of rummaging in the background as Ellie grabbed her trusty tin box that contained a single pre roll and her lighter.

"You know I'm fucking with you." Ellie made her way back to the living room area as she scouted out a source for proper ventilation to ensure the smell of the potent greenery wouldn't cloud up the room or the entire floor.

Thankfully the suite was equipped with massive windows that looked as if they were from the 1920’s. Adorned with different variations of swirls and florals that made the layer of cream colored paint anything but some plain colored windowsill.

Using two of her hands, Ellie grasped the bottom of the window and pulled it upwards as far as the rusted parts would allow. As if out of some sort of rom com, Ellie took a seat on the windowsill as she flicked the lighter with her thumb until it lit a small flame.

At the noise of the lighter, you turned your attention to Ellie just as the flame caught the tip of her joint- a line of smoke streamed from the now charred stuffed rolling paper. You watched Ellie’s chest as she deeply inhaled with her eyes closed, the end of the 'j' searing red as she did so, and held the smoke in her mouth for a few seconds before releasing the breath she was purposefully holding.

Even though Ellie was used to the weed, she never failed to let out a string of coughs after a deep inhale. After her second cough, you turned your body fully around to find Ellie with her mouth tucked into the crevice of her elbow as her body tried to rid itself of the irritant in her throat.

“Water?”, you questioned, to which Ellie nodded as she continued to blow out on last cough until you were standing in front of her with your steel water bottle in hand.

The way Ellie’s mouth wrapped around the tip of the bottle made your pupils dilate as you watched her gulp down several sips of water. She muttered a “Thanks” while handing the water bottle back to you while you scolded your mind for reminiscing on exactly what Ellie’s mouth could do in certain situations.

Once her throat had been cleared enough times for the saliva in her throat to break up, she leant her back against the window frame again, relaxing as the high in her mind began to build.

“Wanna hit?”, Ellie said with hooded eyes as she looked up at your standing form.

The fact that you had to stop and ponder your answer made you cringe. You were a far off version of who you once were only a year ago. Now, you got up early in the morning and did yoga just after you made yourself a hot cup of decaf coffee because, for some god awful reason, you needed a change and that change happened to be weening yourself off of caffeine.

It was funny how well you were convincing yourself and others that you were better and striding along nicely on the path of self love and content while being by yourself. What others didn't know is that you had never felt more lonely in your life. Even after Ellie and your's breakup nearly 4 years ago, you had never felt this bottomless pit that you only had to deal with once off that stage.

Maybe thats why you felt so addicted to performing. Maybe thats why you were the only one who didn’t complain when you saw how many shoes you would be putting on this tour. It took your mind off of reality..it was your drug.

"Sure," you answered Ellie as she reached her nearly limp hand out to you with a relaxed grin on her face.

The moment the joint was held between your pointer finger & thumb, it felt instinctual, despite a year or so without the substance.

As the smoke sucked down your throat, you could already feel your head beginning to float.

"Nice, right?"

You nodded, as you passed the joint back to Ellie just before taking a sip out of your water bottle that moments ago had been pressed against Ellie's mouth. You could still taste the vague cherry chapstick flavor of her lip balm. “I haven't smoked in fucking ages."

Ellie nodded as she took another big hit that made her shoulders slump even more against the window as she delved into a state of relaxation. "This shit is the only thing that calms me down after shows now."

"Seriously?"

With a nod, Ellie's eyes scanned you as if she were searching. For what? You didn't know and neither did she, but yet she allowed her eyes to linger until she landed on your arm. "How's the tattoo healing?"

Your eyes pulled down to your arm, but not without feeling a lag in motion due to the weed in your system. The amount of at ease you felt was something you hadn't felt in years. You couldn't help but question why the fuck you stopped smoking in the first place, until you came back to that self love journey, bullshit, blah, blah, blah.

"Tattoo is good. The shading on it is soo beautiful”, you dragged along your words more than usual as you prepared for your last statement that would inevitably bring her up. "Your girl is good."

At the mention of her girlfriend, Ellie felt comfort in her smile. "Yeah, she's great”, she answered honestly.

You knew her words held double meanings-yes, Ellie's girlfriend was a great tattoo artists, but you knew her and Ellie were good for each other, at least from your view it seemed that way.

"You seeing anyone lately?"

The hairs on your arms began to raise at Ellie's question. It seemed that anytime relationships or partners, whether romantic or sexual, were brought up..it always felt awkward to you. But maybe that was because you were just being you, and Ellie was matured past the college relationship you and her shared.

Not that you weren't stuck on the relationship itself entirely. You were more so stuck on the feeling of being loved like that and loving that person in return just as much. You craved it, yet no one ever scratched that itch for you after Ellie.

"Nah..I'm good," you lied through your teeth, but Ellie saw right through your faux satisfaction.

"C'mon, it's been, what? A couples years since your last relationship?"

Ellie hadn't intentionally meant to strike that nerve when the words left her lips, yet she could tell she managed to do just that according to the look on your face.

"Fuck, 'm sorry. Didn't mean to bring that up..I forgot that your last relationship was us."

You felt the urge to spit in Ellie's face out of pure spite that was bubbling inside you even though you knew she meant zero malice with her words. Deep breaths consumed your chest as you repeated a mantra to yourself: You were the one who had the problem. Not her. You were the one who had the problem. Not her.

"Yeah...it's been awhile," You chose to ignore the subject as best you could, yet it felt so damn difficult when your last relationship was sitting right in front of you, looking beautiful as a joint hung from her lips.

Ellie breathed the smoke through her gritted teeth before snubbing the end of the joint on the brick that sat on the outside walls of the hotel just outside of the open window she was relaxed against.

"So you really don't want to see any one?"

"Can we talk about something else," you huffed out with aggravation, taking Ellie by surprise, making her eyes fill with sorrow.

"Sorry."

"Don't be...", you trailed off for a moment as you took another drink out of your water simply just to give yourself something to do that wasn't sitting in silence. "I'm just sick of people asking me about it,” you shrugged. “Sorry to get pissy with you."

Ellie nodded her head as silence built between the both of you.

The longer you both sat in silence, the higher and higher Ellie felt as her eyes began to alter her perception, her brain began to cloud her judgement, and her filter on her words grew thinner and thinner.

"Do you ever think about us?”, Ellie said with a head tilted backwards and her eyes staring up at the ceiling.

Meanwhile, your lips hesitated as they forgot how to move in time with your tongue. You were finding speaking to me exceptionally difficult when it was a question like that from a person who used to be your everything.

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Part 2 coming soon

#ellie williams #tlou2 #tlou #the last of us #ellie fic #ellie the last of us #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams x reader #the last of us part 2 #afterglow #MUNA

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agent-barnes40 · 11 months

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The Truth

Daemon X Rhaenyra

Bastard Velaryon!Reader X Aegon

Taglist: @velaena @poisonsage808

"What do you mean, your marrying Kepus?" You asked, your silver hair moving around as you circled your Muna, Rhaenyra. The older woman watched as you bristled. "My father just died and now you are marrying the man that forced you to marry my father!" You snapped, your violet eyes shining in anger as you suddenly stepped back, the realization showing in your eyes. "All of us are bastards, aren't we?" You finally snapped, eyes only hardening in anger. "That's why Rhaenys doesn't like the boys or me. I knew you were fucking Harwin, but Daemon?"

"You let me believe that this was a special occasion? That I was a blessing from the gods, to not turn out like my brothers who got the Baratheon blood!" You snapped, hands shaking as you stepped back more, away from Rhaenyra. "Daemon is my father. That's why the King can't look at me! I look like Daemon!"

Rhaenyra let you let it all out, her gaze hardening when you mentioned Jacaerys, Lucerys, and Joffery. "You will not talk about your brothers like that!" She chided and you scoffed.

"You let my brothers bond with their true father. Why didn't you let me? I should've had the same respect." You were close to the door and when Rhaenyra opened her mouth to answer, you held up your hand. "I know what you are going to say, That he chose Laena Velaryon instead of hunting you down and killing...."

Rhaenyra watched as you suddenly went paler and gagged. "Daemon killed Laenor, didn't he?" She moved to comfort you and pulled you into her arms. "Laenor died in a tragic accident, and it's not rare for people to remarry, it's a good match between the two of us, Daemon and I." She whispered and stroked your hair.

She didn't want to see your face, as she would see Daemon, the man who is causing her child this much pain. The doors to her chambers opened as Daemon pushed them open with a large grin on his face, expecting to see his newest bride, instead, he saw his niece holding her child and the two in visible pain.

"What happened? Are you two hurt?" He was asking, kneeling down. His hand reached out to push your hair away from your face and saw Rhaenyra's eyes glaring at him, the same burning glare that chased him down in his dreams.

"Get away from me!" You shouted and scrambled away, pushing both him and Rhaenyra away, you hurried to get up and took off, sprinting through the halls of Dragonstone and heading to the Dragon Pit to mount Sheepstealer and started to fly to Driftmark, or hell, King's Landing, whichever place Sheepstealer took you to first. Aegon popped into your head, the two of you were close, and he'd be able to comfort you. He'd be able to make sure you got your time to grieve the life you had.

You didn't know when the rain started but all you knew is that suddenly you were being greeted by dragon keepers and Kingsguard. "Can I please be escorted to The Red Keep, please?" You asked quietly. You were drenched and looked like a wet rat. A Guard wrapped their cloak around you and you shivered, thinking about Daemon and your mother. The guards kept a space away from you as they scrambled to assemble a carriage to take you through King's Landing and up to The Red Keep.

You suddenly lurched and the contents of your stomach left you. The guards came closer and moved you away from Sheepstealer, the dragon grumbled and settled down as the guards moved you into a room with a fire, to warm you up more. Aegon suddenly slipped into the room as the prince was near that part of King's Landing and wanted to check in on Sunfyre, only to find you shivering and soaked.

He kneeled down near you and brushed your hair out of your face. "Everything okay?" He whispered, his hand resting on your cheek, and his eyes meeting yours, and that's when the tears finally started. "M-mother is marrying Daemon, a-and I think something else has happened." You whispered in between hiccups and Aegon pulled you into his arms.

Aegon quickly picked you up and headed for the barely prepared carriage that was sent from the Keep to stay near the Dragon Pit. He got you situated in the seat before settling in beside you. "Tell me. What do you think has happened?"

"I think Daemon killed Laenor." You whispered, and Aegon's eyes widened. "Are you sure?"

"I'm positive, and I think my mother is involved." You said, a small bit louder and sat a bit straighter. "I want to become a ward to The King and Queen. I don't want to be near my mother and future stepfather."

Aegon brushed his hand against your cheek and nods. "I'll talk to them." He presses a kiss on the back of his hand, an indirect kiss to your cheek. You knew you were going to be safe, with him and away from those murderers.

#angst #Daemyra #aegon ii targaryen x reader #House of the dragon x reader #targaryen reader

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thesiltverses · 8 months

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Hi! I'm not sure how many people run this blog, but i just wanted to send a huge blanket "thank you" to everyone who worked on the Silt Verses. I found the podcast at the beginning of 2022, when I was going through a really rough period of depression and questioning my own faith that I was raised in. I saw so much of myself in Carpenter, and hearing someone else going through the same thing I was had a huge impact on me. I'm thankfully in a much better place now, and i'm so grateful to everyone who made the Silt Verses happen. It played a huge part in getting me to where I am today.

Hey! Thank you so much for this lovely message and really amazing to hear it's all going better for you in 2023.

It's always the strangest and utterly best feeling in the world when you've been working on a horror/weird show and someone lets you know it's made a positive difference for them in some way - it genuinely makes all the hard stuff worthwhile.

(And a grand total of one person runs this blog! Muna drops in occasionally to like and share stuff but I - Jon - do the asks because it's a great way of distracting myself from what I'm meant to be doing.)

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squippy360 · 2 years

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Steve Rogers x Merman!reader

Cw:(fluff, angst to fluff, merman listener)

Steve huffs and runs his hands through his hair. He paces around his room in the huge beach house they had bought for this mission. (and much needed vacations.) The memory from his last mission kept replaying in his head. He just couldn't seem to sit still as the same memory of his failed mission kept replaying in his head.

He quickly shoved off his suit and quickly put on some comfy walking clothes. He made his way down the stairs quickly. He grabbed his shoulder bag and packed some snacks into it before storming outside. He walked down their private walkway and down by the sea. He took a deep breath, smelling that deep ocean breeze and trying to calm his racing thoughts.

He walked a long way from the house to the side of a cliff where some big smooth rocks were. He had a secret cave over here that he would go to when he was overwhelmed. He approached the rocks and hopped over some boulders. He got closer to the cave but stopped when he heard a voice.

"Tá bean a'msa in Árainn Mhór agua bean rule in inis Bearachain, act no ghrása Máire Mhór, 's í an began is fear ar fad acu~" You sang softly, you shiny (f/c) tail softly splashing the water.

"Is óró Mháire Mhór, is -a Mháire Mhór, an dtiocfaidh tú? Muna dtiocfaidh tú mar a gheall tú, go mbáitear insan gcladach thú." Steve was absolutely stunned at how beautiful you are. Your long silky (h/c) hair and your soft (s/c) skin. you could sing. He didn't even know who or what you were but he wanted to get closer. "H-Hello…?" He called out.

He gasped when you were getting ready to jump back into the water. "Wait! Please I-I didn't mean to scare you! Please don't leave yet!" He called out to you. You froze and stared at him. "W-What do you want?" You asked, suspicious of him.

"I…want someone to talk to…" He said, slowly getting to his knees to show that he won't hurt him. You stayed silent and scooted over so you gave him a bit of space to sit next to you. He slowly made his way next to you. He looked down a bit at your body with adorable eyes. "My name is Steve." Steve said to you, . "My name is M/n." You said calmly.

"Y-You're…really pretty up close…" Steve said and stared back at the water with a smile. You blushed a bit and looked away. "Thanks…" You whispered. "Are you into boys?" You asked. He froze for a while. "Um…yes." He said, tense. You smiled a bit. "Same here. I'm so glad there are still accepting people." You said and looked back at the pool.

"Do you think you could…finish your song?" Steve asked you. You hummed and nodded. "Is grá mo chroí, no stóirín, is tú nach ndearfadh tada liom…is tú a chuirfeadh na fataí móra ar dtaisc ar liec an teallaigh dho" You were a bit embarrassed while you sang. You've never had an audience before.

"Is óró Mháire Mhór, is -a Mháire Mhór, an dtiocfaidh tú? Muna dtiocfaidh tú mar a gheall tú, go mbáitear insan gcladach thú..." Steve pulled out a notebook and turned to you. He started sketching and didn't look back up until he noticed you stop singing. "Huh?" He questioned and looked up at you. You stared at his drawing, a simple drawing of the pool that was in front of both of you.

"What are you doing?" You asked. He flinched a bit, taking a second to decide if he should hide it or show it. "Uh…it's my drawing…I like to sketch things I like or think about." Steve said shyly.

You stared at it with amazement. "That is some talent." You mumbled. "I usually collect shiny things and store them in my secret spot. It's something I enjoy." You said, gesturing to the pool in front of both of you.

"Where do you live?" Steve asked, looking at some of the jewelry at the bottom. "I swim from here to there. I don't like being close to humans because I've seen the way they trash my home." You huffed.

"Oh…I'm so sorry." Steve said sympathetically. It's fine. There are some protected places that I like to hang out at." You said with a smile. "So…where do you live?" You asked him, curious about the dry world.

"I am currently living in a house just along the beach. I also live in a tower in New York." He said and flipped the page to a drawing of the tower. You stared at it with amazement. "W-Wow. It must be really big…" You said. He agreed. "Yeah…it definitely is. I'm still not used to this new era…" He said, looking down at the paper.

"What do you mean?" You asked, tilting your head. Steve let out a small sigh. "I'm…100 years old. I was in the military and they made me into what I am today. I was frozen for 70 years and then I was shoved out into this new era." He said.

"So you like me then…" M/n whispered. "Hm? What do you mean?" He asked. "Well…being underwater for so long, I lost track of how much time had passed since I've had human contact…" You said.

"How long ago was it?" Steve asked, gently setting his pencil down. "I don't know. But the humans I was friends with protected me. They said I had a 'bounty' on my head." You said and gestures weirdly to your head. He giggled.

Hours had passed with you two talking about your hobbies and things you liked. He shared the snacks in his bag with you and braided your hair. He laughed at how you reacted. Soon, it was night and he had to go home.

"Can we meet again tomorrow?" He asked, all of his stuff packed back into his bag. He looked back over when he hadn't gotten a reply.

"I can't. If I return back to my home, I can't come back." You said, tears welling in your eyes. His eyes widened a bit. He thought for a moment before gently picking you up bridal style.

You gasp and your hands immediately wrap around his neck for support. "W-What are you doing? Put me down." You asked, stuttering from the sudden attack.

"Will you come home with me? I promise I'll take care of you." He said, puppy eyes looking into yours. "B-But what about water? I'll dry up if I'm not in water." You reasoned. "I'll put you in my room. I have an indoor pool you can use. Don't worry." He smiled.

He quickly walked back to the house. You stared at it in amazement. You've never seen a modern land house before. He quickly took you inside after making sure no one was looking or around the area. He dashed to his room and slammed the door closed.

He went over to his pool and gently set you in. You twirled in the water, your tail flicking some water up into the air. He giggled and lied on his tummy hear the edge of the pool. His head was supported by his arms as he stared at your beautiful form.

"I've heard only the richest can afford a house." You said, peeking your head out the water. Steve hummed and flipped his hand back and forth. "Yeah my friend bought this house for us." He said. "But now, almost everyone can buy a house." Steve said with a yawn.

You smiled and got closer to him, staring up at him with your (e/c) irisis. You splashed a bit of water on him and he jolted. "Hey…" He huffed. "You should take that as a sign to go to bed. You seem tired." You said to him.

He got up and yawned again, raising his arms to stretch his body. "Your right. "Good night, M/n." He mumbled sleepily to you. "Good night, Steve." You said and pushed yourself away from the edge, swimming back under the water to sleep.

He quickly got into soft pajamas and hopped into bed. He hugged the blankets close to him and fell asleep.

(Timeskip to next day)

Steve groaned when he woke up. He usually got up in the early morning when no one else was awake. It was 4:am when he hopped up and went to use the bathroom. After he finished, he took a shower and got into some workout clothes.

He smiled and stared down at M/n in the pool. His hair had come undone and the rubber band that was holding it was sitting on the edge. His hair blocked his face and made a big cloud of (h/c) hair cover your head.

Steve giggled a bit and went over to his workout area. He got a tablet that Tony gave him as a gag gift since he knew Steve didn't know how to use it. Luckily, Sam decided to be nice and show him. He put on a '40s songs' playlist and began his workout.

Around 7 A.M., you woke up and peeked your head out the water to find Steve. You blushed a bit when you saw him put the weights back and look over at you. "Good morning, M/n." He said with a smile. You nodded shyly. "Morning…" You hummed. You weren't really a morning person (i mean really, who is) so you just swam back to the bottom of the pool and stared up at him.

He took off his shirt and dangled his feet off the edge. You swam up to him and touched his knee. "Your warm." You stated. He hopped into the pool, his hair sticking to his face when the water made contact. You smiled and swam around him. "It looked really fluffy before." You said. He smiled and started taking laps back and forth.

You thought he was playing a game and joined him, obviously beating him since you were a literal 'fish' but he still tried his best.

Near 8 o'clock, he stopped and just rested for a bit he sat on the edge when he felt his arms cramp up a bit. You swam near him, talking about your home land. Just a ship that had crashed and you made it your home.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" He asked and got up to his fridge, getting a bottle of water and pulling out an uncrustables box (I like mini sandwiches.) He got out a Capri-Sun for you as well. He dug through his cabinet and pulled out a can of tuna and opened it. He put it in a small bowl so you didn't hurt yourself in the sharp metal.

"A…what?" You asked. "Its like an act that humans do for entertainment. It's supposed to tell a story." He said and got out a remote, flicking the TV on. You stared up at it. It was so bright and colorful and…shiny. "Its so pretty…" You sighed and stared at it while he scrolled through some channels. He laughed at your comment. "There are plenty of them nowadays." He said and sat down on the ledge, facing the TV.

"What kind of movie do you want to watch. Horror, drama, comedy, or maybe a series?" He suggested. You pointed at the one at the bottom. "Luca?" He asked. You nodded silently and took the juice pouch he offered you.

You both silently watched it together, snacking on sandwiches and tuna, sipping on drinks quietly. As soon as the movie ended, you began to ramble about how relatible it was.

"Its so sad that we hybrid can't enjoy life with so many humans killing us off!" You sobbed. Steve awkwardly ran his fingers through your hair. "Um…I hope you know that your safe with me." He said. You looked up at him with a small smile. "I…Thank you Steve." You whispered.

You two watched bad movies all day, crying from laughter at some of the horrible acting in these movies and overall having a good time. But there was a commotion outside of the room in the living room where everyone was.

"Where is Steve? He hasn't come down all day." Bucky asked, currently in a tournament with Sam and Clint. "He's up in his room, probably trying to figure out how the remotes work." Tony laughed.

They shrugged their shoulders and continued on with their day.

(Looooooong timeskip)

A full week has passed since Steve took you in his room and he just couldn't get a enough of you. You two would have intimate moments such as swimming in each others arms, staring into each others eyes, and holding hands. You loved the shock that went through your body when his warm body touched your cold one.

You would cry in his arms sometimes because his touch made you feel like a human, warm and soft. You fell in love with him even more.

You where currently in the pool, you and Steve were facing the ceiling and you were lazily swimming around. Your arms wrapped around his waist as his relaxed body was on top of you. You could hear his heartbeat, slow and calm. It lulled you and you were almost on the verge of sleep yourself.

"Would you be mad if…I told you I love you…" I mumbled to him. He stayed quiet for a bit. You could hear a spike in his heart rate. "No. I think I would love you even more~" He sighed out. You went to the edge and put him on it. He smiled down at you. You got on the ledge next to him and smiled dreamily when he put his warm hand on my cheek.

Our faces slowly started coming closer. "Please Steve, I love you so much." I whispered to him. Our lips collided together softly and our hands intertwined. I felt that same shock but it was bigger this time. It went through my heart to my head. I loved every single moment I had with this human and I cant wait for more memories to come, now that were together.

We gasped and turned to the sound of the door opening. All of the houses members filed inside and stared at us. Tony, Thor, Natasha, Clint, Vision, Stephen, Sam, Bucky, and Peter all came inside the room.

"Yo! Steve! You good- Woah! I didn't know you were getting it on!" Sam teased, wiggling his eyebrows. Bucky blushed in embarassment at his boyfriend's silly joke. He tugged Sam along as he still yelled at Steve down the hall.

"Wow. Capsicle can pull some…fish?" Tony asked and looked at your tail. "Why is he kissing a boy?" "Thats gross." "Wasn't homosexuality banned in the 40s." You heard whispers in the crowd. Steve hid his embarrassed face in your neck.

"I mean it's not the norm but as long as you're happy, that's all that matters." Thor said with a smile. "Can you please leave? I'm in the middle of something important." Steve asked, his face a deep shade of red that could rival Tony's suit.

They all filed out and we were alone again. I stared down in anger and sadness. Steve noticed and tilted my face up at him. "Oh darling…I'm so sorry you had to hear that nonsense. They're just jealous because I have such a pretty boy. Don't listen to them-" I cut him off with a kiss. His eyes widened and his hands came up to my hips.

We pulled away and he stared at me in shock. "I want to show them…how much of a good couple we can be…" You said to him and kissed him again. We went back in the pool and cuddled again, swimming around.

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Next up: Stephen Grant x Male Reader x Marc Spector

#avengers x male reader #marvel x male reader #marvel #x male reader #marvel fic #male reader #captain america #captain america x male reader #steve rogers x male reader #steve rogers fluff

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anything-but-predictable · 9 months

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I didn’t realize how much I crave for affection and intimacy until today.

I don’t want to assume pero pakiramdam ko nilalandi ako nitong colleague ko at my workplace. I can’t remember when exactly we became close, dahil during my first year dito casual lang naman kami sa isat isa. though I am good friends/acquaintance with most of my colleagues naman. I noticed na pag naka off ako, he keeps on checking on me or kung sa ibang unit ako duty, he would still send me random chats and before we finish the shift, he makes sure to come by sa nurses station and tumatambay pag ako ang in charge. And I noticed na he’s touchy on some occasions. Like mga random na may dumi sa uniform or buhok ko and magugulat na lang ako, he would take it off or kaya naman yun mga pasimpleng pisil nya sa tiyan ko or braso pag inaasar nya ko. I’m trying my best not to assume anything especially we’re colleagues, we work in the same place.

Today, we worked on the same unit and when we were not busy he comes to me at kinukulit ako. He always tease me na maldita daw ako sa duty and call me “lola”. Today, habang kinukulit nya ako, he asked me to show my hands kung gaano daw kaliit ang mga kamay ko dahil ang liit ko daw in terms of height which is totoo naman. He touched my hand and compared it with his, making fun of it, hindi daw pwedeng pang “ano” which I don’t know what he meant by it, and then nagulat ako nun hinolding hand nya ko for a good maybe 10 seconds, I pulled away because baka may makakita and may nakakapansin na ng closeness namin lately and it might look inappropriate, I know they don’t ask directly but with their few remarks I can read between the lines.

When I get home, I can’t seem to wrap my head around what happened at that very particular moment. I am thinking about how it felt na may ka-holding hands and honestly I enjoy his company. It just felt surreal. He asked me once kung di daw ba ko nalulungkot, and ano daw yun reasons na nalulungkot ako, we had those kind of conversations and it warmed me internally kasi none of my friends here ever ask those kind of questions except for him.

Hindi ko alam kung attracted na ba ako sa kanya or what but I don’t like the idea dahil magkasama kami sa work, I don’t want any complications at all. And ayoko kalimutan na hindi pa ko okay, I don’t want to mistaken anyone’s attention making me kilig or happy as me being ready for anything. When people are lonely, we get confused kapag may lumalandi o nangungulit, o baka ako lang ba? Lol Sabi nga eh misery loves company. Basta Im sure na alam ko na hindi pa ko okay and ayokong pilitin magkaron ng distraction just for me to move on. I want this phase to be all about me muna and to heal completely, I don’t know for how long, but it doesn’t matter. Hindi ako nagmamadali. I want to get rid of that thought completely.

We’re good friends and that should stay that way.

#daily musings #random thoughts #journal #personal

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afictionalwhor3 · 1 year

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Our Little Family

Dad!Aemond has been in my head for weeks. I didn't even find him attractive during the show, and of course I came to Tumblr and they changed my mind. So here's a little blurb of soft dad!aemond content.

Word Count: 596

Warnings: None

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Aemond knew that he was supposed to want sons. They would carry on the family name, they could inherit your lands, and they could honor you in war. But as soon as he laid eyes on his little girl, with her silver hints of hair, he knew that this was the biggest blessing he could ever ask for.

"Okay but kepa, how come uncle Aegon said I can't hold a sword, but I almost hold it better than him," Viserra asks as she walks with her father through the halls of the Red Keep. He holds her small hand in his. Despite her young age, she questioned things grown ladies are afraid to say out loud.

"Well, one thing is you should never listen to anything uncle Aegon says," Aemond says making his daughter giggle. He gets down on one knee to make himself eye level with her. "And secondly, there are going to be a lot of people who say there are things you can't do just because you are a lady. And to that I say, they must not have a daughter as fierce as mine. Because my little dragon can do whatever she puts her mind to" He says kissing the top of her head.

"Look what I found," You smile your voice carrying down the hallway. The two of them look at you and Viserra runs in your direction. She laughs as her silver curls fly wildly behind her. You bend down and when she gets to you, you pick her up kissing all over her face.

"Muna!" She yells laughing and you laugh with her groaning at her weight. Aemond stands up and walks over slowly so he can watch you two. A rare smile takes over his face as he watches the two most important women in his life.

"I know you're excited but you can't yell my love. We talked about this," You say standing up and looking at her.

"Well kepa said that I can do anything I put my mind to," She says as you raise an eyebrow at Aemond when he finally reaches you.

"She took that out of context," He says as you glare at him and he sighs in defeat. You smile and kiss him with Viserra sticking her tongue out. It's your turn to glare at her and she smiles.

"Well, since you can in fact do whatever you put your mind to. Can you put your mind toward food? I'm sure thinking so hard takes a toll on such a little body" You say and she nods.

"Well, can kepa come?" She asks as you look at him skeptically. Aemond keeps a stoic look on his face as you hum,

"Yes. He may join us." You say with a smile and he kisses you resting his forehead on yours,

"Thank you, lady wife. I will forever be in debt to you. How can I ever repay you?" He asks looking at you.

"You already have," You say with a smile placing Aemond's hand on your stomach which would be getting significantly bigger soon. He looks at you his eyes wide and you nod your head holding back tears. Viserra rests her head on your shoulder ignorant of the information both her parents just learned. Aemond squeezes your waist and presses a searing kiss to your lips. He rests his chin atop your head overwhelmed with so many emotions. In this quiet hallway of the Red Keep, you enjoyed this intimate moment with your little family that was about to get a little bigger.

#aemond x reader #aemond targaryen #house of the dragon aemond #prince aemond #aemond x y/n #aemond imagine #dad!aemond #aemond x wife!reader #aemond x black!reader

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Back Home

Pairing: Boyfriend!Chris Evans x Filipino!reader

word count: 1,745

summary: An island getaway leads to Chris meeting Y/n's family, and him finding a new family of his own. Very fluffy domestic settings

(If you’re not Filipino or don’t understand Tagalog, don’t worry because there’s translations underneath any Tagalog phrases i’ve used 😌)

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(Y/n's P.O.V)

“You alright bub? You seem nervous?” I turned back to look at Chris, his hands slightly shaking while holding onto the suitcase.

“Is that even a question? i’m meeting and living with your family for a month babe, im shitting bricks” He huffed out as he moved forward in the passport control line, the Philippine heat being blocked out by the air conditioning.

“Listen they’re going to love you, they already approved of you through skype bub” I said softly, brushing back some of his hair away from his forehead.

“I guess so, i’m just happy to be here with you baby”

“Me too hun”

(Skipping border control)

Walking towards the arrivals lounge, I could already see the family members of other passengers waiting there with massive smiles on their faces.

“Ya see 'em babe?” Chris asked rolling the trolley of our suitcases behind me.

“hmm I don’t think so- LOLA” (Lola = grandmother)

I screamed once I saw my grandmother standing by my parents and relatives.

Running over I immediately fell into her arms, covid and work had stopped me from visiting them for the past five years, hence why they hadn’t met Chris yet.

“Ang apo ko, ang tankad mo na”

(My grandchild, you’ve grown tall)

“Na miss kita lola”

(I missed you)

“okay na, nandito ka na, mag kasama na tayo”

(It’s okay, you’re here now, we’re together)

Suddenly I remembered Chris and how i’d basically just left him behind, turning around I saw him already hugging and shaking hands with my cousins and uncles. Giant smiles present on all of their faces.

“ito ba ang bagong kong manugang? Ang gwapo nya”

(Is this my new son in law? He’s handsome)

My grandmother said laughing as she walked over to Chris and cupped his face before placing a kiss on his cheek, a sign of acceptance which I saw Chris visibly relax at.

“Boyfriend pa lang lola, 1 year pa lang kami”

(He’s just my boyfriend, we’ve only been together one year)

“Eh alam mo ba na dalawang buwan lang at kinasal na kami ng lolo mo?”

(Eh did you know that two months in, your grandfather and I were already married?)

“What did she say?” Chris asked leaning in to whisper into my ear,

“Nothing! Just something about being hungry babe” I smiled innocently, before being dragged away by my female cousins, leaving Chris to get to know the guys.

(In the Car on the way to the house)

“Welcome to Manila bub” I said holding Chris hand, watching as he stared in awe out of the window, my family members smiling on as they saw how impressed he looked.

“It’s beautiful babe, absolutely beautiful”

“So Chris, do you know tagalog?” My dad asked looking back from the front passenger seat.

“Uh konti lang, pero gusto kong matuto na mag tagalog, para sa inyo po, sa anak nyo at sa mga apo nyo”

(A little bit, but I want to learn to speak Tagalog, for you, for your daughter and for your grandchildren)

Chris spoke confidently, despite his American accent coming through, all my family members specifically my guy cousins started applauding and howling at his skills. A shy smile creeping onto Chris' face as he looked down at me.

(At the house)

“Ipapakita ko muna yung bahay kay Chris tapos kain na tayo”

(I’ll show Chris around the house first, then e can eat)

I said to my family as they started getting busy with their own thing.

“Okay bub welcome to your first official house tour” I said kissing him lightly outside of anyone’s view.

“This is my cat Mingming” I said showing him the cat sitting on the fence of our house, before moving on inside.

“Babe this is our living room, the kitchen is just over there and then we have the bathroom” Dragging him further into the house, the bathroom was a typical filipino bathroom.

There wasn’t really a divider between the shower and toilet, a tabo by the toilet and cold showers are the norm.

(A tabo is like a replacement for a bidet)

“I know this isn’t what you’re used to so I understand if-“

“Babe I love it, I love it here. Sure i’ll have to get used to it, but that’s not a bad thing. I love your family already and I can’t even describe how it makes me feel about you”

“You’re so corny babe, but I love it”

(Corny = Cheesy) I whispered kissing him softly before moving onto the upstairs and showing him where we’d be staying.

Walking back downstairs to eat, I was immediately met with tiny arms jumping up to surround my neck.

“Tita Y/N, NANDITO KA NA!”

(Y/n, you’re here now)

(Tita = Aunt)

“Junior ang laki mo na hah? ilang taon ka na ba?”

(Junior you've grown huh? How old are you now?)

“Seven po, ito po ba si Tito Chris?”

(Seven, is this uncle Chris?)

('Po' is a term used usually at the end of a sentence as a sign of respect. Tito= Uncle)

“Oo, gusto mo ba sya kausapin?”

(Yes, do you want to talk to him?)

“Hi tito Chris, gusto mo ba mag basketball?”

Junior said cheerily, blessing Chris before dragging him outside with me trailing along

(Hi uncle Chris, do you want to play basketball?)

(‘Blessing' someone is when you take the hand of an older person and put it to your forehead)

(Week 2)

“Mama, nasaan si Chris?”

(Mum, where’s Chris?)

I asked sleepily walking down to see my mum making breakfast and laying it out on the table.

“Linabas ng mga pinsan mo, nag motorsiklo sila”

(Your cousins brought him out, they went on their motorbikes)

Not thinking much of it I just sat down and ate the bread pandesal my mum had made, we’d already been here a week and within that time Chris had become besties with my cousins, spending more and more time with them.

“Mama, anong tingin mo kay Chris?”

(Ma what do you think of Chris?) I asked as she sat down opposite me, that same jolly smile on her face.

“Parang anak ko na rin sya, na pagmahal na ako sa kanya. You chose right”

(He’s like my son already, i’ve come to love him)

“I’m glad you see that” I said smiling back at her, but being interrupted by the revving of multiple bike engines congregating outside.

“Oh kain na kayo” (Come in and eat)

My mum said getting up again as all my cousins and Chris waked in, a bright smile on his, adorning a basketball shirt and shorts. The typical Philippine attire if you ask me.

“okay ka lang babe?”

(you doing okay?)

I asked getting up to pat some of his sweat away with the towel over his shoulder, his skin now glowy with a tan .

“I’m doing absolutely perfect baby” Within weeks, Chris was already starting to understand so much more tagalog, something he started to take pride in.

(Week 3)

“Boracay is so beautiful babe, you’re going to love it there” I said to Chris on the plane, all my family members sitting around us.

“I don’t doubt it bub, i’ve already fallen in love with this place” He smiled at me, his thumb rubbing circles over my knuckles.

Once we had landed, Junior my nephew had taken his now usual spot on Chris' back as we all walked towards the beach resort, the white sand beaches under our feet.

“Ang ganda dito”

(It’s beautiful here) I whispered out loud

“Parang ikaw”

(Just like you) Chris said from beside me, Junior giggling on his back which definitely ended up with us tickling him onto the sand.

(A couple of hours later- 10PM)

“Baby you wanna go on a walk?” I said walking into the living room, seeing Chris playing cards with my grandfather, father and cousins, before seeing him nod to them and get up.

“It’s alright if you wanna sit and play with them babe, I don’t mind” I smiled, rubbing his bicep comfortingly.

“Nah I wanna spend some time with my woman, let’s go”

Walking hand in hand down the beach, our shoes in our hands.

“I just wanna say thank you, for opening your heart to me and my country. No man’s ever done that before”

“Oh baby this is just the beginning, i’m already planning on us coming back here next year. Remember when you said that the Philippines to you just feels like home, you get this weird sense of nostalgia around it? I think i’m starting to feel it too, I don’t know how i’m ever gonna leave this place babe.”

Stopping in the sand, I just stared at him, an overwhelming sense of emotions coursing through my body.

“By the way I hope i’m the first and last guy you bring here” He joked jerking me closer to him, his hands going around my waist, his head dipping down to take my lips with his. Pulling away slightly, our lips brushing against each other’s he whispered

“Mahal kita Y/n”

“Mahal kita Chris”

(Mahal Kita = I love you)

(Week 4)

“Baby are you crying” I asked looking at Chris as we entered the airport, sniffles coming from him and his eyes glossing.

“Can ya blame me? We’re leaving what is now our second home” He said laughing, brushing away stray tears.

“Alagaan mo si Y/n, dapat pag uwi nyo ulit dito may apo na ako ha?”

(Take care of Y/n, when you come back here again I expect a grandchild okay?)

My grandmother said smiling with tears in her eyes as she brought Chris' face close to hers, then engulfing him in a tight hug that I could tell made his sense of homesickness even worse.

“Dont worry lola, plano ko na yan”

(That’s my plan)

He smirked at me, earning him a subtle slap to the chest, before he walked over hugging all of my cousins and my parents. Leaving me to then say my goodbyes which also ended up in tears.

“Let’s go home bub, to Boston” I smiled taking Chris' hand as we headed towards security, my family shouting words of support behind us,

“we’ll always have a home here babe” I said looking at him, his tears not letting up, when he finally turned to me and smiled.

“I’m planning on keeping that promise to your lola by the way, so we gotta start soon babe”

“Shut up”

#romance #chris evans imagine #chris evans x reader #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans #chris evans oneshot

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gracielukey · 10 months

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Sige.

Pairing: Miguel O'hara x Filipino Spider-Woman Reader (not yet established.)

Summary: You just sucked into the spider society when you were accidentally got involved in an Anomaly.

word count: 2177

Warning: none

I am not a writer.. like absolutely not one at all 😭 this is my first ever like fanfic this year.. and like no proof read bcs ADHD said I can't have nice things

not a native speaker aswell.. so might use some words incorrectly also like bad grammar.

You found yourself being thrown all over the place by your universe's version of Doc Ock, Again. he went on explaining how and why he called himself that his achievements and how people like her ruined his life, name; basic villain monologue.

It was in the middle of the day, it was scourging hot especially in the summer heat. Both of you were tired, you honestly expected yourself to die in the hands of heatstroke in a couple of minutes if you were being honest.

"Uy.. Doc. What if uwi nalang muna tayo.. ang init eh! As in mamatay ako sa init if itutuloy natin toh.. like ikaw din naman claro naiinitan. Gusto mo I-Libre pa kita ng ice cream!"

(Hey doc, what if we go home for now.. its like super hot! To the point I'd die because of the heat if we continued this. Like It's clear you're also feeling the heat. If you want I can but you an ice cream!)

you told him, like it was just another Wednesday thing. The fact you weren't taking him seriously struck a cord. Why couldn't you take him seriously? Is he just one of those villain of the weak you keep talking about when he was studying you, more like stalking but it's all in the name of defeat you; it isn't stalking. he laughed trying to keep in the anger that was building up inside of him.

"Are.. you even taking me seriously?" his metal tentacles slowly rising him, in a way to intimidate you. You replied immediately with a no. A deadpan face plastered all over.

"Bakit kita seseryosohin?" (Why would I take you seriously?") placing your hands on your hips, he growled in anger. He lost it. He laughed maniacally, he started attacking all over the place. Swinging, you wrapped your web all over his tentacles before pinning him into the ground. Hardening your webs and making it a saw like string. You cut it off before webbing Doc Ock, only leaving his mouth and nose not covered in web before dialing the police.

It has been like that everyday. Ever since 4 months ago. the current craze was Lato-Lato which made you and your friends go on a rabbit hole of things you guys did as kids that's how you ended up in that situation. you were catching spiders with your friends to make a betting game on which spider was better.

Minutes later, you found an amazing colorful spider. Despite knowing that anything colorful is a sign to not get close to it, you got closer.. closer.. before having it all up to your face. Getting the empty match box ready, you placed your hand with the match box in it, in front of the spider. It went inside the box, that was easy enough. 'I didn't need to push it inside?' You placed the match box inside your pocket, not realizing you didn't close it properly. You walked back to your friend group, hoping the spider you picked as a the face for the fight would win.

Not knowing any better, you happy got back to your friends, excited to show them the spider you found.

"GUYS TIGNAN NIYO! ASTIG NG MUKHA NG GAGAMBA O!!" (GUYS LOOK! ITS A COOL LOOKING SPIDER)

you hurriedly showed them the spider you found, but when you tried taking it out your pocket, its turns out the spider long left the match box and instead has been waiting for you to put your hand back in the pockets, ready to bite. While looking for the match box, it crawled on your hand and bit you by the hand.

"GAGO— PUTANG INA" (BASTARD— SON OF A BITCH)

you immediately started shaking your hands trying to get the spider off. Your friends huddle around you, looking concerned as you pointed to the spider that was running away. You screamed in pain as one of your friends laughed, you wanted to slap them, you were preparing to slap them but instead, you.. webbed their face?

Everyone froze in fear, especially you. The one you webbed started freaking out immediately screaming to get it of their face. You rushed in and tried taking it off but they just screamed and told you to get away from them. They didn't hate you, just scared that you might web them again. You backed off and the others immediately helped them.

You sat down looking at your palms, you tried doing what you did earlier, in hopes you were just imagining it. But no, you didn't. You accidentally webbed the person you webbed earlier, AGAIN. Earning an annoyed groan from them.

"Ginagago mo ba ako?"(are you fucking with me?) They said, in a muffled tone since they were webbed.

It seems like the atmosphere has gotten better. They all started laughing instead of being afraid of you, same with the person you webbed.

After that day, they helped you get better with your abilities. You all made an oath to only keep this new found ability of yours at the back of everyones head. Your knowledge in martial arts came in handy when you started becoming more confident in your abilities, stopping Robbers murderers, and abusers.

Word spread fast when marites and chismosos exist. Because of it, you had to make a costume. Thankfully, one of your friends is a cosplayer. An amazing costume maker at that. You drew the design and they helped stitch the costume. Since the weather in the Philippines was hell, you guys decided to make a costume that could hide your identity but breezy enough to let you not die of a heatstroke.

After your short stand off with Doc Ock, you were hit in the face by a big.. human like.. vulture? It spoke in a glitch that you couldn't understand. Even it's own body started glitching out. It flew all over the place, knocking down lights and even got stuck at the cable wires that connected each post light together. It got shocked into oblivion, causing the chase to end short.

You wrapped yourself in clothes before pulling it down, hoping that you wouldn't end up in the same fate as that disgusting bird. You wrapped it in web before hardening it and letting it become solid like cement. You didn't want to see that disgusting bird ever again.

It's like the lord agreed with your opinion on it being disgusting, a lady drove out of a portal..? She hopped off her sports motorcycle and smiled at you before webbing the end of her motor and the vulture.

You stood there, confused as webbed up the vulture even more. Especially because of the fact she just came out of a portal. She then looked back at you, before talking.

"Spider-woman."

*you tensed up before speaking up*

"m uhm me too!-"

You waved at her nervously. She was clearly a spider person like you too; so you took off your mask revealing your nervous smile. The stranger then giggled at your nervousness.

"I'm not here to hurt you honey, just tryna retrieve an anomaly okay?" She walked up to you before patting your back. "Actually, I'm here to invite you as well." she fetched something by the compartment of her Motorcycle; then tossing the bracelet your way. You catch it before looking at her with a puzzled face.

"What.. am I supposed to do with this Gizmo?" You said while examining the object. She then walked up to you and wrapped it around your wrists.

"I want you to wear this as a temporary thing before you give me your final decision. I want to invite you an elite spider society but I want you to know it before joining. What do you say?"

you looked at the gizmo on your wrist before nodding carefully. She then smiled and pulled your wrist, she rode her motorcycle, then patted the back seat, waiting for you to sit behind her.

"Oh uhm okay!" You sat behind her, wrapping your hands around her waist like muscle memory. You heard her tapping her wrist watch before a portal opened and sent you into a tunnel like area. You clung onto thinking if you let go you might die. You wanted to scream while being tossed all over the place but you just hugged her even tighter before you could even process anything, she already landed onto a base filled with many spider people like you.

A spider person greeted the stranger that brought you here then took the vulture that was wrapped in cement and then went away. You looked even more confused. What is going on?

You felt someone walk up behind you. Turning around you accidentally bumped them. Your face on their chest before you took a couple of steps back before slowly looking up to see a face filled with so much darkness.

He then looked down at you before looking back at the Stranger. "Jessica.. you recruited someone? Again?" he said before sighing and then rubbing his temples.

You stood there frozen while looking at him then Jessica. "uh—" the tall male figure then turned his head to face you. You immediately closed your mouth.

"Mhmm they seem to have the talent for it! Besides they got wrapped into it. We can't just leave them confused like this. Isn't that right honey?" You looked back at Jessica immediately replying with a loud yes and a salute.

You heard the big man's deep chuckle. It sent shivers down your spine. "Jessica I'll handle it from here." She nodded before riding her Motorcycle then drove away.

He started walking. He didn't even say for you to follow but you did. You followed him like a lost puppy.

After awhile, you guys arrived at this dark.. office? There was a platform in the middle.. which he stepped onto and you followed, you got startled when it when it started to float.

The man turned to you before looking down once again. "I know who you are, You're Y/FN Y/LN. Earth-9BZ16." you looked at him wide eyed. Is he a stalker or something? And earth what?

"I am.. uhm—" he turned to face the screen then dragged a video of you fighting before stopping. "You have Potential. I never planned on recruiting you but since you got tangled up in this mess, I'm here to offer you a position."

"oh uhm— Okay!" You stood there nervously trying to understanding what's happening.

"You see all of these spider people?"

"Yeah?"

"My and everyone else in this Society's job is to ensure that their canon event happens. Like yours and many others." he pulled a screen flashing everyones canon event happening. Including yours when your Aunt Marites died. You cried as she died in your arms from a villain attack while you were focused on evacuating everyone else. She was so busy on trying to look for you so you could escape as well.

Tears started to pool on your eyes when looking at it. "Not cool man.. you can't just show me hard events that happened to me and say it's a canon event." You said before sniffing and wiping away your tears.

"I had to give you an example of a canon event." You rolled your eyes before taking in a sharp breathe.

"Why do you ensure that we get trauma? Why can't we just let these.. get like you know. Not happen. For character development?" You said sarcastically

"Precisely." Oh. You didn't expect that.

"What if I don't want that to happen." You snapped

"Would you rather for one person to die or an entire universe to die?" He pulled a video, a universe collapsing. Not showing who's universe it is.

"I.. how do you know that that's sure to happen? Huh?" You looked back at him with eyes filled with confusion.

He sighed before zooming out of the video. Before replaying the scene again. It showed a video of him running and having a child in his arms, she was crying in his arms, 'Dad..Daddy! Please—' she then disappeared, dissolving into bits of glitches. His face was filled with distraught and shock.

The video cuts there. You look at him. with sadness in your eyes. You were scared of that reality, you felt pity for him. He closed the tab before looking back at you. "Now do you understand why we have to keep the canon event from happening?"

the video kept flashing in your mind, your eyes swelled up from how much a selfish act can make a universe disappear. "y..yeah." You replied weakly.

He offered a watch, the same thing the spider people walking around including him and Jessica were wearing. "Will you join us, to keep the universe, Multiverse. Safe?"

You placed your hand on-top of the watch before looking at him with determined eyes. "yes. I will."

He then placed took of the bracelet Jessica placed on your arm before putting the watch on your wrist. "Good."

#miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x you #fanfic writer #fanfic #miguel x you #miguel x reader #series #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman #miguel spiderman #across the spiderverse

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gallawitchxx · 10 months

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get to know bee 🐝

so many lovely pals have tagged me in so many lovely things, so if you've been dying to know more about me (you are, right?) - this post is for you! 😂😌🥳

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first up, this picrew!

tagged by @whatthebodygraspsnot & @heymrspatel 🖤

she's giving lgbtqia+ rights are the smart & sexy choice ✨🌈

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next, it's tag game tuesday!

tagged by @celestialmickey @energievie @thepupperino & @creepkinginc 🥳

name: bee 🐝

age: the big three-zero for just a few more days 🎂

how many hours of sleep did you get last night? enough, i think! 💤

which do you use more: tumblr mobile or desktop? it depends what i'm doing! i like posting from desktop & scrolling on mobile 😌

a hobby you’d like to pick up: oooh, i'd really like to do some paint by numbers 🎨

if you were a crayon, what color would you be? sea foam green 🌊

what was your average screen time last week? hehehe it went up.... like 5+ hours? 📲

a song you put on every playlist: "silk chiffon" by MUNA because that is my gay ass right 🌈

favorite holiday: i don't think i really have one anymore tbh 🤷‍♀️

something on your bucket list: go to bali 🌴

you’re invited to a costume party, what are you dressing up as? reese witherspoon as elle woods as a playboy bunny 💗

what show takes up the most space in your brain? i mean.... shamey wamey probs! also love island my chaotic beloved ☀️

and finally, share something you’re looking forward to: hugging my friends 😭 i'm so touch-starved 😭 also i'm seeing john williams conduct a night of his film scores with the LA Phil this weekend & i am freaking stooooked 🤘🏼

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lastly, here are 15 questions!

tagged by @gardenerian @squidyyy23 @transmickey @milkmaidovich @celestialmickey @such-a-barbarian @heymrspatel @look-i-love-u @palepinkgoat @creepkinginc @harrowhark-a-vagrant @rereadanon & @thepupperino 🖤

Were you named after anyone? nope, not that i know of!

When was the last time you cried? definitely two days ago, but maybe again today because it's cancer season & i loooove to weep 😭

Do you have kids? noooo & neverrrrrrr

Do you use sarcasm a lot? noooo & neverrrrrr (meaning yes & always)

What's the first thing you notice about people? probably their vibe. what a queer answer lmaoooo!

What’s your eye color? i'm a brown eyed girl, eat your heart out van morrison.

Scary movies or happy endings? happy endings all day!

Any special talents? i have a very strong inner compass & can navigate places i've never been in before with relative ease! this is a really handy talent tbh!

Where were you born? northern california bayybeee

What are your hobbies? writing, reading, playing with my pup, pal'ing around with my buds, going to the movies, swimming in the pool, being stupid!

Have any pets? yes, a small dream dog named gus

What sports do you play/have you played? basketball & taekwondo

How tall are you? 5'5"

Favorite subject in school? english lit, drama & french

Dream job? i do not dream of labor, but i also kind of have my dream job - i'm a writer! & i'm so grateful!

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i'm not going to tag anyone because i feel y'all have already done these! but if you want to do any of them, please tag me! i love you all! xx

#thanks everyone for tagging me!#i loved reading all of your answers 🥳#tagged #tag game tuesday #about bee 🐝

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munamania · 5 months

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hi everyone this feels wildly self centered and silly but i made a guide to my dyke drama/lore that i talk about in barely coded but convoluted terms. i love internet safety. doing this at the request of exactly one person and for the rest of u it's under the cut if youre curious and feel so inclined hashtag close friends <3 i highlighted my previous ways of referring to these people and important notes bc otherwise i just rambled soooo bad <3 and as much as im maybe romanticizing in some ways here i do genuinely care for and love (most of) these people outside of my weirdofreak brain and try my best to do well by them in our relationships. and maybe i just wanted to write beautiful things about my friends whatever

lydia: they're on here we met on here and now we're roommates. we met bc we were two of the only bitches posting in the muna tag and she was brave enough to reply to my one naomi video. and i was like um ok... FREAK.. and then yk we were mutuals but i was always paranoid they'd somehow know film girl or my roommates (or just. other ppl) bc i was being insane so that was awk but then i had a mental breakdown a little bit one night on here about my childhood and decorating for holidays and they offered to meet on campus and give me some leaves for my window and i was like aww (and we used them this year to decorate our shared apartment :')) and i remember i was wearing my black and white sweatshirt that i wore to go see dan live that ive since given away i think but it feels like. a sign u know.. or whatever.. and we do have mutual friends in weird circles including one that connects to steve (see later notes) so it's like chances are we couldve met in person but this just made it really special. we beef bad. but with sooo much love. and i do think we're better for knowing each other or whatever...

film girl: this was bad. i have a tag dedicated to anything i remembered to tag as part of the saga but it was so bad and beyond anything words can say... i'd give her another name but she could never be anything but film girl. it's like if u were there u know. if u weren't... let's just say i was crazy insane mentally ill bonkers jeff buckley lover you shouldve come over i know it's over. maroon 5 even about it. bad. but consider she leaned into me like she did her bf for their first kiss, said our night together when we went to our friend's party where she had dressed up as jennifer check (i showed her the movie it was a whole thing) and danced with me and talked right against my neck and grabbed onto me while walking and said she was maybe bi and i deserved someone really nice and im so swaggy etc and then going back to her place and making me food and watching himym on the floor (oct. 21st u will go down in herstory...) made her the 'happiest person in the world,' stayed over at my apartment until the following morning more than once, unwrapped her bruised hand and held it out to me to see/touch (absolute freaks moment like kill me actually. and that was the day i perioded myself. to use pj of bottoms' terms.) was just generally engaging in psychosexual warfare with me all the time. and we didn't even fuck. or kiss. and she had a boyfriend. who looked like a girlfriend (not that i personally had in february of last year but regardless..) i mean come on she was a straight woman she wasnt even allowed to say slay.. i genuinely still think we need to kill each other but it doesn't matter. how is she still linked to my life? well. we had a class this semester with steve and stede and lydia and scully (prof im in love with. this name is hilar), sort of friends with cool artsy queer girl group (hometown friends, one her best friend i almost met up with at muna concert (with her) one who looks a bit like jackie kennedy. ok not really but that's the one my one friend josh (woman) made out with last semester), had a class with steve and sam last semester with dave, our shared prof that steve told details of our first date and etc to.

steve: this is gonna be ex situationship from beginning of this semester - mid october. gets this name bc they're obsessed w that pirate show so like stede but i simply wont name them that and at this point im annoyed enough w their taste in things that steve feels fitting. anyway. was genuinely very kind and sweet but also got clingy soo fast and we were on very different pages. we'd met last fall (when they had a gf) and worked together on sets and in a couple classes, they kind of got caught up in my triangulation of desire for jane at her birthday party.. and i had fun flirting! um and they were genuinely again very very considerate and sweet but like. seemed to struggle to have a personality outside of their ex and maybe their siblings a bit. idk. just very passive. sowwy. also they were not a very good kisser. i do remember back in may being vindicated bc they also commented on film girl and bf

jane: naming her jane in a gay way. a jane austen way. in that i think we should write lifelong love letters to each other. holy shit shut up. so this is always 'friend im in love with' or 'a little in love with' or whatever. she is also girl with cool short hair and piercings and tattoos and a bookbag with tits on it so god forbid my infatuation. and i just love her voice and i think she's brilliant and so good at what she does and all around just like an awesome person she inspires me to be better and whatever. and she always dresses so cool and used to host house shows (i still never made it to one) (film girl did once) and when we first started talking we were at a film event and were supposed to be networking or whatever but instead we stood by the drinks together and talked abt how we both wanted to be friends in our writing class but never said it and thought the other hated each other a little bit but we were both just awkward and so we'd always make eye contact and laugh and banter together in class and i rlly was just in love with her. and this summer was crazyyy we were on steve's set together and i was a little freak just so obviously enamored with her but the thing is she was obnoxious too so i didnt even feel like a loser. she asked me to massage her arms once and said my half assed attempt was lame and we leg wrestled (also w steve. kinda funny. like yeah u would) and exchanged drunk stories and she said i needed better ones and then i beat her at stack cup at her bday and gave her her card and she hugged me and her lips were wet from the beer she just drank from and right on my arm and i was like wow. her kingdom (surrounded by people who she loved and loved her) for a kiss upon my shoulder. if u will. and i had to have a middle school Look Away moment bc she stripped in front of a few of us that night and i was far too intoxicated to not like lose my mind. also she was supposed to give me a book on set once but never did and im still bummed. and one random night she texted asking if id found a place to live and when i answered she never followed up and i still wonder what that was abt. if anything. um but she does have a boyfriend of like 5 or 6 years. from high school. the worst part is hes a semi cool dude but it's just like really. let her fuck a woman! just once even! jk they are both genuinely cool people first and i think it's great they found each other in this life. but also like fuck off ugh. yk. not to romanticize my life and friendships i just think in another life we were soulmates or maybe in a way we are now. but we also only knew each other for a brief time so maybe something else. we could've done backstreets

sam: friend i just mentioned recently who has a crazy name we shant get into it. i do have a different actual friend named sam but i havent seen her in forever. so i met them working on steve's senior film set and thought they were cool and they were one of the only ones to make it out to our post-wrap dinner/drinks and then we had two classes together this semester. and so we became sort of allies we'd meet up to go to the museum together and send each other the attendance and i went to see fnaf when he rented out a theater for a huge group lol and he helped on my film which meant a lot even if it was only for a bit cause of you know. the everything that was going on. with steve and etc. it wasnt easy to get there so like bless their heart. they also came up with the name for my film and we had that moment around the fire and well i do hope i'll continue to see them just as a friend even, and they're genuinely just the coolest they do a lot of drag and character/costume design and are genuinely just one of the funniest most down to earth ppl i know and they always have the coolest fucking outfits and hats and shit and omg they looked so good in their doc. just something abt the posture and the whimsy and the earnestness and look overall. woah. um when we were on steve's set my friend jackie leaned over and said 'i thought they were film girl for a second' so basically i need to redacted. but it's not like that bad of a resemblance. once again has a partner cause im cursed forever to sleep on a twin size mattress maybe or whatever. i havent even listened to that song more than like once but maybe it is real for me. anyway they were also in the class with steve and film girl with dave.

stede: im sorry this is so funny to me bc this person and steve go by the same name irl but spelled differently or whatever. we met and had a very energetic chat in the hallway at the beginning of this semester jim thought we knew each other lol. they're real cute and endearing and like i said kind of give butch. and we had two classes together but i had so much shit going on man i just. yeah. seemed like they were maybe a little into me but whatever. and well i think we should have a fling but who said that

jim: my buddy prof he's my buddy :-) he helped me so much sophomore spring as i was trying rlly hard to produce our class films and insane already over film girl (he didnt know that but it was omnipresent) and so close to dropping out and is just the coolest guy. he's a little bit like a father figure what who said that. i remind him of his youngest daughter a lot and ive lived in the same buildings as his older one. so just funny connections. i go to his office hours and such a lot with the film friends

grace: one of my film friends. (i just realized i do know a girl in film named grace but it's not her so anyway.) i am in awe of the way she commits to stuff and motivates people around her. she is just so game for anything to make the best of a situation. shes studying abroad this semester so ive only seen her on video chats/texted and missed the one day she came back for her bf's bday. well and she was the friend who said 'no he can keep himself busy' when we went to go see x together so she didnt make me hang out w her not even lame bf at first which was so nice. cause then i eventually actually did want to meet him. and theyre the least annoying couple ive ever met. and shes bi <3

jackie: another film friend. also love her dearly another stoner so we'd smoke together before class sometimes and just went on a walk with our other friend one night around the woods and stuff that was fun. i usually refer to grace and jackie collectively as 'the film friends.' we met in that spring of sophomore year (same class as film girl and jim). this one did have steve produce her senior film after they said they wouldn't work on mine bc of the ""situation"" i was a little sour that was an awkward um situation but it's whatever. i sometimes say film friends and mean a larger group of these ppl/a few extended but whatever

frank: ive just called him frank hes frank hes the coolest dude in the world i think everyone would be obsessed with him and i just think like man hes lived such a life. he's my short cool professor whos just so good at what he does. he's met so many people and done so many things. his van is so him he has a suction cup to pull his windows up in the winter and random albums in the front seat. im gonna try to work w him next semester. i was in that van last night feeling like i was in a gta level to go pick up pizza for our final class.

scully: my film comedy and tv analysis professor she is so everything to me... she loves women and evil women and gay people and camp and horror and comedy and tv and sex and just weirdo freak shit and shes so intelligent and quick on her feet and charming and just. an amazing lecturer. she said be gay do violence once. i felt seen. she said she used to pull her friends (favorite characters) out of the tv and carry them around in her pocket and i knew she understood... she saw bottoms and emailed me and lydia right away. and she's seen willow. and ofc so many other things. and she'll go 'this seems like the type of person/film/etc that you would be inspired by..' OK QUEEN I LOVE U. i want to do cocaine with her. huh. im taking gender and film with her next semester :333 im so excited

claire: friend from high school friend group who ended up ditching me and our other friend a lot that one summer and we almost lived together and we're just always kinda weird around each other but we were some of the only ppl the other hung out with fall semester 2020 so like.

drake and josh: i almost always refer to them together they're codependent a little bit roommates and i love them dearly and i met them thru claire sophomore year but ive hung out with them alone and stayed at their place when i got too drunk and that night i fell down the stairs. me and drake act a little homoerotic sometimes for fun. i cried at dinner over film girl once to her it was embarrassing. i miss going hammocking with them <3

dave: i had him last fall he's really cool he got me on a shoot w the mayor (and steve and jane) and was so cool about me not ocming to class a lot bc i kept in touch w him and hes my homie. film girl had a class w him then too and then last semester was the like news class that crew had together. and steve told dave all abt our first date and etc and got date ideas from him and i was like oh wow... ok lol

couch: couch roommate. theyre not relevant in my life enough to make a name but the couch story was stupid as hell and this one also left ground beef in the sink that one time and had a thing for a rugby girl that steve had a little fling with

jean: if i say 'one of my masc gfs' i probably mean them. sort of friends with couch like she was in my apartment once last year but um. yeah. had a crush on them for like a month at one point and we follow each other on insta and talked when we saw each other on campus the first time and thats like it. chances r ill forget abt this fake name and still just throw that in if i ever see her

#well. that said 👍#abby talks

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