Petey and her Bunky Monkey!! She's so cute!! 😁😍
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Petey and her Bunky Monkey!! She's so cute!! 😁😍
Ooooh can you do "how come you're the only one who can see me?" From that prompt list? Any character you want
I mentioned in a recent post having a garage band au that can basically be summed up as Gay high school story set to late 90′s, early 2000s punk
This is set in that verse
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Lucy let her foot trail through the water, the other planted flat on the surfboard. Her arms were crossed behind her head as she stared up at the clouds, ever shifting, ever floating across the bright sky.
“How come you’re the only one who can see me?” she asked.
Alex, floating on her own board, scoffed. Lucy lifted her head to look at her. Alex was in a similar position to her, lying on her board and looking up.
“Because you hide,” Alex answered.
“I hide?”
“Yeah.” Alex turned her head to look back at Lucy. “How much do the people you hang out with at school know you?”
“They know me.”
“They know the you you want them to see.” Alex looked back at the sky. “It’s not a bad thing, really. Everybody does it.”
“Including you?”
“Duh. I mean, what did you think about me before this?”
Lucy chewed on her lip for a moment. That was fair.
“I see you,” Alex continued, “because you let me see you. Simple as that.”
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"Gay high school story set to late 90′s, early 2000s punk" - I'm never having kids so I can't offer you my firstborn to write this but how about one soul? 'Cause this fic is 100% gonna end me so I won't be using it anyway.
listen, I would sell my soul as well, cause it’s not one I’m sure will get written in full
but, have a look
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Alex toyed with the cold fries on her plate as she waited for the reactions to calm down. She took half of a broken fry, picked up a glob of ketchup with it and tried to eat it before the ketchup could fall. She ended up with ketchup on her chin instead.
"Are they serious?" Vas asked, butting through the other protests as Alex wiped the ketchup off.
"Yup," Alex replied.
"But why?" Winn jumped in. "We've been practicing at your place for years now."
Alex shrugged. "Kara."
"Your new sister? Seriously?" Vas said.
"Yup." Alex sighed. She had been as pissed as them when her parents had told her the band would need to find somewhere else, but she was now just resigned. Something else in her life she had to change. "She's sensitive to loud noises and they freak her out."
It was also a punishment for the flight she and Kara had gone on, but that wasn't something she could tell them.
"We practice in the garage," Erin said. "The noise barely reaches the house."
"She's really sensitive." Super sensitive, in fact, but Alex wasn't in the mood to make any jokes. "She's been hiding how it bothers her but my parents found out and now…" She shrugged.
They all slumped back in their seats in near tandem.
"We have nowhere else," Vas said.
Alex's stomach turned. "I'm sorry, guys. I tried to get them to figure something else out but they wouldn't hear it."
Winn nudged her with his shoulder. "It isn't your fault. Your parents are just sucky."
The rage clawed back up Alex's spine, fueled, for whatever reason, by Winn's continued refusal to cuss.
"They're being fucking assholes," she growled. "We could work something out where we practice while she's not around but no, can't do that because she's never not around and they won't figure out someway to get her out of the house that doesn't involve her following me around, so instead we lose our practice space because fuck me and everything I care about I guess."
An awkward silence took over the table.
Alex sighed. "Sorry."
"Don't be," Erin said. "It's really shitty."
"Yeah." Alex popped another cold fry in her mouth. "Can we get out of here?"
Her fries were the only food left on the table.
"Let's go," Vas said.
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