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skyler10fic ¡ 2 months ago
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In My Room
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Daisy and Carol have been cast in the same movie, but with very different levels of fame. As their friendship blooms into mutual pining, they get a bit obsessed and lovesick along the way, but admitting their feelings would carry consequences for them both. This is a teaser for a longer WIP multichapter! Get excited :)
For the end of @ficwip All Ships Ship Week. Prompts: Inspired by a song (Julia Wolf's In My Room), “I’m sorry.” and the free day! I wanted to challenge myself at some point to write in an actual ship/boat as a pun, so that’s my free day choice, along with mutual pining.
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Between shooting scenes for her new movie, Daisy went back to her trailer on the studio lot. In a moment of cringe she hadn’t experienced since bombing her Crazier Rich Asians: the TV Series audition, Daisy typed her own name into an incognito browser tab. She would never admit it to her gorgeous, sexy, crush-turned-coworker-turned-friend Carol, but she was curious to see what Carol would find if she looked her up. There was no way the elite, up-and-coming Oscar darling Carol Danvers had the same level of background knowledge of Daisy Johnson that everyone in the world had about Carol herself. Daisy had a steady career in Hollywood, including as a beloved character from a long-running show; Carol had global stardom. They were getting to a point where the information imbalance was weird, so it wasn’t out of the realm of possibility that Carol would try to remedy it. Or maybe Daisy was just obsessing and overthinking again.
The search results were nothing Daisy hadn’t seen, of course, but looking at it now, she tried to imagine what would interest Carol and what would be a turn-off. As she pondered this, she looked up and saw the jacket Carol had left on the sofa in her trailer. It was an accident, of course, but Daisy imagined what it would be like for it to belong there, for Carol to leave things here in her trailer, or even at Daisy’s house on purpose, knowing she’d be back. 
A knock sounded at the trailer door. It was Carol, not an assistant, with her magazine-cover demure smile: “I’m sorry to bother you in our off time, but I think I left my jacket here?” 
“Yeah! Hi! Come on in,” Daisy greeted. She subtly shut her laptop so Carol wouldn’t see her googling herself. Explaining the search was to see what Carol would hypothetically find would be even worse than just coming off like a self-obsessed publicity-slurping narcissist. Luckily, they had no reason to reopen Daisy’s laptop as they chatted, burning away their free time until the next shoot.
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Carol couldn’t tell Daisy the real reason she had left the jacket in her trailer. It hadn’t been forgetfulness or hurry, but an excuse to see her again. She dreamt almost nightly now of what it would be like to wake up with Daisy’s clothes on the floor, Daisy in her bed, perhaps a permanent drawer in her bedroom. Even once, she dreamt she was a bride in an empty chapel, hoping it would be Daisy opening the door to walk up the aisle next.
Things took a particularly dark turn one night as she dreamt she died and was watching her own funeral, but the crucial thing her dream self needed to know was if Daisy was there and what she would say. 
Carol woke before dawn, slipped on a long cardigan, and went for a walk in the woods that lined her expansive backyard. She had everything she could have wanted: a career every actress dreams about, a gorgeous house, and finally friends in the industry. But as selfish and juvenile as it felt, she needed one more thing: just a call from Daisy. A call that said everything between them was real, and not only in Carol’s dreams. 
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Due to previous scheduling commitments, Carol spent a week in New York on a TV show set, making a cameo that would have audiences cheering, but all she could think about was being away from the film and from Daisy in LA. Luckily, when she was home, the weekend began with a cast reunion of sorts as the film studio arranged a dinner cruise for the main actors and crew. The only condition was that they had to give one-on-one interviews for the behind-the-scenes coverage of the film’s production for promo. 
Daisy emerged from her interview inside the boat’s cabin to see Carol standing on the deck at the front of the boat alone, gazing out at the glow of the city skyline and the silence of the night. 
“Is it weird to say that I missed you this week?” Daisy asked. 
“I hope not,” Carol confessed. “I missed you too.”  
Daisy smiled in satisfaction and turned to face the ocean. She moved to the pointed front and spread her wings out in a poor imitation of the Titanic. “I’m flying, Jack!” 
Carol laughed and took her position holding Daisy’s waist, despite no risk of her falling overboard. When Daisy lowered her arms and turned around, it took a moment for Carol to realize how close they were, that she was staring in awe into Daisy’s dark eyes, that if she just closed the gap between them…
Carol realized this wasn’t a dream and backed away with a jolt. The tension of the serious moment melted back into silliness, and the other actresses joined them with fresh drinks to chat and party the night away. She didn’t miss the way Daisy looked at her at the end of the night, though. There had to be something there between them.
The long-established industry titans told her she had to choose: being closeted with a promised room full of Oscars or being proudly out as Daisy’s partner but with a forgettable career… if those were truly the options on the table, suffice it to say she envied how easy Daisy made it look to leave the closet behind. 
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Daisy had wondered how she could miss a coworker, or even a friend, who had only been gone a week. But she did. Every day. And it got worse. After the dinner cruise, it was all of the time they weren’t together. 
It was too soon now, but one day, Daisy would be brave enough to tell Carol the truth. And maybe it would end up with a tearful rejection and disaster, not to mention a tense working relationship for their movie that could spill out to affect Daisy’s reputation, branding her difficult to work with at a critical step in her career. Or maybe it would end up with Carol’s things in her bedroom from nights of pleasure turned into days of happily ever after romance. 
Could an ending like that be possible in the cutthroat town where so many dreams came to die? Did they have what it took to brave the public eye? And more importantly, could fairy tales come true in Hollywood even with no cameras rolling or script to follow, when it’s your real life? 
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meziniart ¡ 4 months ago
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Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves
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oof-i-did-it-agaaiiin ¡ 2 years ago
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Beautiful from Ordinary Days
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poorly-drawn-mdzs ¡ 1 month ago
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How much longer 'til your luck runs out?
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#jiang cheng#wei wuxian#Aaargh...I have so many thoughts about this scene.#This is a hard goodbye. I'm not your burden to bear. Not anymore.#This is the culmination of years of miscommunication. There was so much love there. They trusted each other with everything once.#I think it is easy to hear the anger in JC's voice and consider him the aggressor in this but listen to the words not the tone.#It is anger yes - but it is an anger born out of love.#Jiang Cheng wanted him to live - damn the rest of the world to hell if that's what it took. And Wei Wuxian chose strangers over him.#Sometimes two people who once flourished together become each other's worst wounds.#A goodbye to someone you once would have done anything for is a wound you don't easily recover from.#Jiang Cheng could have stood at Wei Wuxian's side and joined him. Consider though; as a sect leader his life is not his own anymore.#JC cannot just abandon the fledgling New Yunmeng Jiang without also dooming people.#And that is the lynch pin of it all. Both of them are trapped by duty. And the older they got the more tangled the web became.#The song I linked (Hi Epic fans) is such a good JC and WWX song that doesn't fit this scene exactly#But it does fit *them*. The words of warning that go dismissed. The Tactical Genius who continues to press on.#The seeds of doubt that grow louder until they creep towards mutiny. Ultimatly this *is* a mutiny! It *is* betrayal!#'You rely on wit and people die by it'. Is that not Wei Wuxian?#Just smashing my brainworms together over here. Don't mind me.
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astearisms ¡ 1 year ago
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but it ain’t called love without a little tragedy 🍁
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leol ¡ 7 months ago
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logan 2017 movie canon divergent au kinda.. kurt deus ex machina, everybody lives, happy family = profit
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wigglybunfish ¡ 5 months ago
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What if i drew grown up Little Einsteins. If i drew Big Einsteins what then
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grimlyink-but-creative ¡ 1 month ago
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“Mail talk💌📭”
Your honor I will do anything for this man, HE HAS A SPECIAL PLACE IN MY HEART‼️I STG IF ANYTHING ELSE BAD HAPPENS TO HIM, EXPECT SOMETHING TO BE ON FIRE!!/silly /j
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saryasy ¡ 1 year ago
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I would not change it each time
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thatone-highlighter ¡ 1 year ago
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I love you albums. I love you songs connected by similar themes. I love you listening to songs in a specific order picked by the artist. I love you reoccurring motifs throughout the same album. I love you album covers. I love you albums with extended editions. I love you songs that reference each other.
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pearlore ¡ 22 days ago
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SHARING CONTACTS????
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gunstellations ¡ 3 months ago
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serenade
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krashlite ¡ 2 months ago
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"A stream through the valley to nourish these hills would lay all my troubles to sleep" A Field Song - Unfamiliar Things
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Based off of CherriFire's designs!
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spearxwind ¡ 10 months ago
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>> CERCERION, GRIEF OF THE STORM <<
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tabooiart ¡ 1 year ago
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Don’t be so formal! We’re all paly-wals here. I mean, look at us. We even hold court in your own tongue and form!
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gigizetz ¡ 5 months ago
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come play mermaids with me ^.^
fun fact every time I drew the siren I was humming Mermaids by florence + the machine to myself
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