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[von-eldritch]

The ultimate babe!

[an-inspired-eternity]

begging you to talk abt penny + noel my beloveds

YES YES YES my faves fr :)))

for jane/penny:

sexuality headcanon: i'm open to other ideas, but my current hc in my notes is pansexual :)

gender headcanon: i really like transfem penny :0 i like the idea that her and ezra are the kind of trans siblings who transitioned at the same time and just switched their wardrobes

a ship i have with said character: these two both have repeats for the ship but haha spacedolls go brrrrrrr. alternatively i do think penny and constance can be cute :)

a brotp i have with said character: noel and penny are best friends idc what you tell me. the nativity incident was 100% planned on their end [espcially with the mccarter version having jane/penny quickly change her costume accessory to match noel] plus i think ezra has similar taste to noel so it's another reason penny would be familiar :)

a notp i have with said character: i don't hate the ship like if you like it romantically you're valid but jane/penny x ocean isn't really?? my thing??

a random headcanon: i imagine penny is my brand of autistic where when she's in a environment where she doesn't know/is less familiar with the people around she's like oh god don't fucking perceive me but once she's with the choir/her friends???? silly mode on

general opinion over said character: i love her she is so tbh autism creature

for noel:

sexuality headcanon: gay/generally queer [as stated in canon, i do see alloaro and asexual hcs for him sometimes and as an aroace person i am like <3 abt it but i personally have not tried to tackle it yet]

gender headcanon: ough. genderqueer nonbinary vibes. i lean on he/they pronouns specifically but thats because i am projecting *twirls my hair*

a ship i have with said character: there is simply no way on earth nischa isn't canon on atleast noel's end. send tweet

a brotp i have with said character: noel and ocean are the sibling dynamic of all fucking time okay they are so "only i am allowed to make fun of them" abt each other like YES noel is experiencing the cain instinct with her on a semi regular basis but also he would kill someone if they hurt her, hope this helps. if ocean needs to get away from her parents and constance isn't an option noel is offering that she come stay at his house for a bit

a notp i have with said character: none really besides the obvious factor of don't ship noel with the girls

a random headcanon: he has a little black cat and he loves her so very very much <3 because i think he deserves to have a little emotional support beast

general opinion over said character: noel is literally what you get when you create the ultimate richie blorbo like he's queer he's mentally ill he's got daddy issues he's got all the material to be a fave character of mine combined into one he's a package deal <3 just like me fr

[crazy-little-cool-cat]

Gold Digger - Chapter 7 | Gwilym Lee x OFC

A/N: Enjoy, folks!

Warnings: The usual, you know. 

Word Count: ~2K

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Chapter List:  Prologue, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Lizzie seemed to be floating on a cloud of bright pink cotton candy the next day. The tulips, stuffed bear, and expensive chocolates Gwilym got for her were a constant reminder of the night she shared with Gwilym. The night came to a gentlemanly end with a good night kiss at her doorstep. After the kiss, they promised to talk as soon as they're both up and about the next day. For the first time in a long time, Lizzie slept in until just before the clock struck noon. She stumbled out of her bedroom, rubbing groggily at her eyes. 

"Fancy chocs you got there," Shelly said with a knowing smirk. "I take it the date with Prince Charming went well?" 

"How did you know...?" Lizzie's brows knotted. "You were working! I was still in pajamas when you left!" 

"Expensive chocolates? Red tulips? The smell of exquisite cologne?" Shelly counted off clues. "This luxuriously soft fucking teddy bear?" 

"Ugh." Lizzie shook her head. "Yes. We went out on a date." 

"He still 'round?" Shelly asked as she popped a piece of sushi in her mouth and looked over Lizzie's shoulder.

"Nope," Lizzie popped the P, "kissed me at the door and left." 

"Gross." Shelly rolled her eyes. "God, what a gentleman!" 

"Most girls would be swooning at that." 

"Oh, I know." Shelly snorted. "You're definitely falling for the chivalrous spiel." 

"It's not a spiel, Shells," Lizzie crossed her arms over her chest, "it's just who he is." 

"He wants to fuck you just as much as the next guy," Shelly stated. "Might as well milk it for all it's worth." 

"What's that supposed to mean?" 

"I'm going to New York," Shelly announced out of the left field. "Joe's paying." 

"What?" Lizzie's eyes shot open. 

"Yeah." 

"Shells, that's..." 

"Awesome?" Shelly offered.

"Slaggish." 

"Meh." Shelly shrugged. "I'm just taking advantage of an opportunity. As should you." 

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Gwilym exhaled a cloud of smoke and breathed in the herbal scent surrounding him. He leaned his head back and passed the spliff over to Ben, closing his eyes lazily.

"So it went well, overall?" Ben asked before sucking on the blunt and inhaling deeply. He held his breath for a few seconds before exhaling slowly. "Jamie and Clara scenario aside?"

"Splendid."

"Did you buy her flowers?" Ben's face broke in a lazy grin. "Man, this stuff is good."

"Only the best for my baby," Gwil cooed jokingly. "Yeah, and a bunch of other stuff."

"What?"

"You know... candy, a teddy. Nothing too fancy."

"Gwil, I know you. It was fancy, for a fact." Ben remarked and passed the spliff back to Gwilym.

"She deserves nice things." Gwilym shrugged. "She was very reluctant to receive my gifts, I'll give her that."

"Too reluctant, maybe?" Ben raised an eyebrow, his eyes getting squintier as the high took over him.

"She's not in it for the money and fame," Gwilym said before taking a hit.

"How would you know?" Ben asked.

"Where's this coming from?" Gwilym wondered. He blinked slowly at Ben. "Are you getting paranoid now?"

"No, mate," Ben shook his head quickly and took the spliff from his best friend, "I'm just wondering if maybe her intentions aren't as pure as you think they are. Remember how we all thought Clara was this sweet baby angel, and she's literally sleeping with Satan?"

"Satan? He was a witness at your original wedding!" Gwil laughed. "What's with the Clara hostility I'm sensing?"

"Not hostility. Clara's just a bit..."

"Cunty."

"Yeah," Ben snorted. "She's obviously jealous."

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"She's in it for the money, you know," Clara said over Rory's head as they sat on the floor and played with stickers. "It's so obvious."

"What?" Annie looked away from Alfie, attached to her breast, at her best friend. "What are you on about?"

"Merrida."

"Stop calling her that!" Annie giggled. "You're evil."

"I'm a pure baby angel."

"You're a devil!" Annie countered and looked down at Alfie, stroking his chin softly. "What makes you think Lizzie's not into Gwil for Gwil?"

"She flirted with Jamie, right in front of his face, for starters," Clara muttered.

"You reckon?" Annie snorted. "Jamie must've flirted with her, first."

"Shut up."

"Are you jealous?" Annie taunted.

"No!" Clara reacted animatedly. "I have nothing to be jealous of. I'm with my soulmate now."

"Oh, God, don't call him that." Annie gagged mockingly. "You two are just mutual rebounds, remember?"

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'You can't still be sleeping!'

Lizzie looked down at her phone and smiled brightly. She hadn't texted Gwilym since they parted ways the previous night. At first, it was because she slept in till noon, and then it was because she couldn't stop thinking about their date. Then, she went shopping with Shelly for her trip to New York. She didn't expect Gwilym to text her first.

'I'm up, don't worry.'

She was just about to put her phone down when it started ringing in her hand.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Sleeping Beauty," Gwilym drawled.

His voice made her feel like her bones are turning into liquid. She had to sit down as she giggled like a schoolgirl. "Hiya, Gwil."

"How did you sleep?"

"Splendid," Lizzie laid on her back, "and you?"

"With a smile on my face."

"Good. Did you enjoy our date?"

"Is that a trick question?" Lizzie twirled a curl around her finger. "Because you know I bloody did."

"Just making sure," Gwilym chuckled. "Is it too soon to ask for another one?"

"A bit, yeah," Lizzie smiled. "Plus, I don't know how you'll top that one."

"Oh, I have the resources to blow your mind, love," Gwilym said teasingly.

"I, uh..." Lizzie fumbled for words as she felt another flock of butterflies flapping their wings in her tummy.

"How about just a casual hang out, then?" Gwilym suggested.

"That sounds good."

"Great," Gwilym smiled triumphantly as he rounded a corner. "Are you free now?"

"Well, yes."

"Good, because I'm right here."

"What?" Lizzie sat up in a scramble and looked at her pajama-clad body and messy, unwashed hair. "What do you mean you're here? Here where?"

Her question was answered by the doorbell. She trotted over to the door and flung it open to reveal Gwilym standing there with a dopey smile, holding the phone to his ear.

"Hello," He looked down at her awestruck face and hung up the call.

"Hey," she breathed before his arms rounded her waist and pulled her to him for a searing kiss. "I thought we said this will be casual!"

"It was a casual kiss!" He winked and pecked her lips again, his beard tickling her. "Is that better?"

"Mhm," Lizzie nodded and started walking backward, leading him into her flat. "Shelly's home."

"Shelly!" Gwilym bellowed over Lizzie's head. "Show yourself!"

Shelly's bedroom door opened with a slam, and she came flying out, panting.

"Holy shit!" She gasped. He was even more handsome in person. "Holy shit!!!"

"Nice to meet you finally." Gwilym extended a hand for her to shake. "Joe sends his love."

"This is surreal," Lizzie noted and tucked a loose curl behind her ear. "Is it alright if I take a shower? I feel a bit... yucky."

"And leave me alone to be interrogated?" Gwilym feigned fear.

"And he's funny, too?!" Shelly squealed. "God!!!”

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Gwilym's face was beet red. He wasn't sure at first if he saw things correctly. Shelly had left to run some errands, and he was alone in the living room when he saw movement from the corner of his eye. He glanced over and saw Lizzie bare backside - and bum - hurriedly receding down the corridor into her bedroom. Her towel had slipped. If he had blinked, he probably would have missed it - but he didn't blink. Nor did he lose it. He felt his mouth starting to water and an inconvenience in his trousers. Gulping, he took his phone out and opened up his WhatsApp.

'I just saw her bum.'

'Gwil, sweets, if you're having sex, we don't need a play-by-play.' Joe replied to the group chat.

'Fr, though!' Ben added.

Gwilym groaned and tossed his phone on the coffee table, sinking lower on the sofa and rubbing his thighs. He willed his erection to stop growing before Lizzie emerges from her bedroom. He tried to think of anything sad he could possibly come up with, and it seemed to have worked - until her voice broke him out of his trance.

"Penny for your thoughts?" She lilted as she rounded the sofa and sat on the other end of it, leaning down to take the telly's remote control. "Netflix?"

"Ehm..." Gwilym gulped when her bum was in full view again, this time covered up. He took a throw pillow and hugged it in his lap. "Sure."

"You alright?" Lizzie reached over and placed a hand on his forehead. "You look a bit flushed."

"No, no, I'm fine," Gwilym reassured. "Just..."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, yeah," Gwilym nodded and shifted in his seat. Lizzie's eyes darted down to the strategically placed throw pillow and felt her heart make a freefall right down to her knickers. "Netflix, please."

"Right." She sighed and shook her head slightly. They settled on a film, rather than a series, and got comfortable. Gwilym's arm rested on the back of the sofa and around Lizzie's shoulders. Lizzie leaned her head back on his bicep and tucked her feet under her. Her slightly damp hair felt cool on Gwilym's skin as the dampness seeped through his shirt.

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Gwilym and Lizzie woke up in the middle of the night, slightly disoriented. Her head rested in the dent between his shoulder and pec, her hand wrapped around his tummy. His hands were wrapped around Lizzie, his chin resting on the top of her head as the TV turned from the movie they recently played to Netflix's home screen. Blinking slowly, Lizzie looked up at Gwilym with a lazy smile.

"Hey, beautiful," Gwilym murmured and kissed the top of Lizzie's head.

"Hi," she whispered back, her hand traveling up to rest on Gwilym's chest. "Time's it?"

"Well," Gwilym unwrapped one arm to look at his watch, "it's just a quarter past one."

"Oh, no..." Lizzie whined and buried her face in Gwilym's chest. "God, I wish I didn't have to work tomorrow."

"Yeah?" Gwilym grinned.

"Yeah." Lizzie sighed. "If I could never work another day in my entire life again..."

They sat in silence as Gwilym let Lizzie's last comment sink in. That, combined with Ben and Clara's concerns that Lizzie's intention may be impure, made him slip into a pensive mood. He cracked his knuckles as his tired mind got lost in thought while Lizzie quietly traced circles and lines up and down his left pec. A big yawn brought him back out from his own head, and he looked down at Lizzie's sleepy face.

"Liz, I think I'll go..." he whispered and lifted her chin with his fingers. "It really is getting late."

"You could... I mean," Lizzie looked at him, wide-eyed, "you could maybe spend the night if you want to?"

"Maybe some other time?" He stroked her cheek and pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose.

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