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I miss writing, but I feel like I can no longer connect to fanfiction as my art. I'm trying something new.
Follow if you're interested in reading about my exploration into my psyche, health and (eventually) starting a homestead/permaculture lifestyle
Mallory are you okay? We noticed you haven’t posted for 2 weeks. I hope everything is alright
Hi anon! Thank you for checking in. I’m so sorry there hasn’t been any chapter updates. I take all the lovely comments and feedback to heart and have been making some adjustments, so last two chapters aren’t ready yet (and might extend to three).
I’m currently dealing with a serious family emergency, so please be patient with the updates; I don’t see them being ready any time soon.
All the best, anon. Hope you’re having a wonderful holidays. Stay safe ❤️
title: oh, the cliché chapter: thirteen - all about fun tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 3.3k words beau: chris evans
Fri Aug 18, 12:16 PM
Reece: Come by whenever. You can watch me Abrams: Just watch? 😉
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title: oh, the cliché chapter: twelve - gym mafia tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 3k words beau: chris evans
Sun Jul 16, 5:12 PM
Louise: Long Island for the weekend. U in? Thelma: What’s this for? Louise: Friends launching fitness app Louise: We’re gonna drive up for the weekend
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title: oh, the cliché chapter: eleven - emo buds tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 2.8k words beau: chris evans
Thelma: SIGH Louise: Shit it’s like 3am there Louise: What’s up?
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title: oh, the cliché chapter: ten - new york tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 2.6k words beau: chris evans
A week after you come back to Boston, Devon treats you to lunch, and you retell the events. The second time around is easier, almost—dare you say it—cathartic. But it still strips you raw, especially when you get to the morning you leave.
How could you do this to me?
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title: oh, the cliché chapter: nine - the only way it ends tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 2.9k words beau: chris evans
It takes you three houses down the road until you remember you’re in LA and have nowhere to go. As soon as you pull over, your phone pings.
Heart thumping, you fumble for it.
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title: oh, the cliché chapter: eight - almost tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 3k words beau: chris evans
Thu Mar 9, 12:04 AM Sebastian set your nickname to Thelma Sebastian set his nickname to Louise
Thelma: 😂😂 Louise: Thought it was fitting Louise: 😉
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title: oh, the cliché chapter: seven - game night tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 3.1k words beau: chris evans
It’s rare that you and Chris ever share an awkward moment. You can count on one hand the times it’s happened:
The first time you met face to face after strictly speaking through Twitter DMs. (He mentioned imagining your voice sounding different, you said you thought he’d be taller.)
The first time you spoke on the phone, when he mentioned being in Boston and invited you to dinner. You thought it was maybe-probably a date—until you showed up in a sweet getup at a hole-in-the-wall bar where you ate chicken wings and watched baseball for three hours. With his brother.
The first time you witnessed him having an anxiety attack.
And now, this car ride.
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title: oh, the cliché chapter: six - different than before tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 4.6k words beau: chris evans
12:25 Sunday, January 1
PHONE 12m ago
Chris Evans 2 Missed Call
MESSAGES 17m ago
Chris Evans Still at Dev’s?
MESSENGER 18m ago
chrispy hevans Where are u???
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title: oh, the cliché chapter: five - new year's tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 2.3k words beau: chris evans
The ebb and flow of conversation branches off across Devon and Anita’s apartment as drinks flow freely between all twelve people in the living room. Some are away from their kids for the night, others are taking a well-deserved break from work.
You lean your elbows against the kitchen counter and take a sip of your drink as you watch your group of friends catch up. Crazy how much it’s grown over the years. Devon is a friend of yours from high school who, coincidentally enough, went to college with Tyler, a high school friend of Chris’. Though you knew of Tyler through Devon, and Chris knew of Devon through Tyler, you and Chris only got to talking because he was a fan of the show and he DMed you through Twitter. It wasn’t until you got to talking about your personal lives some months later did you make the connection of your mutual friends.
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title: oh, the cliché chapter: four - the gift of giving tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 3.1k words beau: chris evans
goofy goober: I’m so sorry
goofy goober: I’ve just been stressed with work
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title: oh, the cliché chapter: three - bro time tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 2.9k words beau: chris evans
chrispy hevans: Where the hell you been? goofy goober: ? chrispy hevans: Haven’t seen you in days
You bite your lip. Your stomach has turned into a sinkhole, dragging your insides into its unforgiving depth.
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title: oh, the cliché chapter: two - starburst jelly beans tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 2.8k words beau: chris evans
The next morning, you’re checking out of the hotel when someone clears their throat behind you.
You tossed and turned for most of the night, and it’s way too early to deal with impatient jerks so you ignore them. The concierge smiles with a confirmation and wishes you safe travels.
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title: oh, the cliché summary: “You think I want this?” Your stupid voice comes out shaky, but you refuse to let that stop you. “You think I want to be so desperately in love with you that I wake up and go to sleep aching inside because you don’t feel the same way?” chapter: one - like a bug note: after seven years, it's finally here. thank you to those who remembered and loved the story, thank you to the new readers for giving this a chance. tags: slow burn, unrequited love, friends to lovers, alcohol, marijuana length: 2.9k words original prompt: “I hated all your significant others and I’m starting to figure out why and I really really hope you feel the same” beau: chris evans
“Hey dorks,” Chris says.
There’s a tinge of husk in his voice that brings a smile to your face. You push the phone firmer against your ear. “Hey. I was just about to message you. What’cha doin’?”
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BROOOOO I JUST READ YOUR FIC FOR PHIL WENNECK X READER AND IM IN LOVE. PLEASE WRITE MORE. IT WAS SO GOOD I COULDNT STOP READING IT. AHHHHHHH
OMFG DUDE HI HELLO THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭
All my ideas post-fic are in the comments and I don’t have anymore for this ’verse, but if you have one in mind, you can send me a prompt via my discord. FYI: You’ll need an account and to unlock a specific role in order to send me prompts, tho.
title: only you summary: “You were ignoring me and flirting with him all day. It drove me crazy seeing you openly be affectionate with some guy who’s not me.” length: 2k words beau: zac efron prompt: you were mine and i was yours... when you were jealous + when it was you, it was always you for @kellysimagines
What the hell is this guy saying to you?
Your face is pinched with humour the same way after Zac tells one of his own jokes. He can only see the back of the guy’s blond head, so he can’t even attempt to lip read.
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