Can we take a moment to talk about what a tragic character Minerva is? Y’all know that for the longest time I haven’t been the biggest fan of her, and honestly I’m still not? but I think I might’ve had a breakthrough on why that is.
Whenever I’ve asked around to see why people find her so appealing or why they consider her their favorite, I’ll get answers like, “she’s such a complex character and she deserved a redemption arc!” or “she should’ve come back to the school with us! Let Minnie be happy, you cowards! Telltale did her dirty! I could write paragraph after paragraph about her!” all sorts of things along those lines… but like, no one seems to want to actually talk about her. I find that interesting? Since when I do follow up with a “care to explain further?” I get nothing. Radio static. Like…. no, talk to me please, I just wanna understand-
Minerva within the context of TFS is such a tragedy. She grew up in a school for troubled youth where all the adults left them for death at the start of the breakout, they had walkers trying to eat the living all around them, and I’m sure she saw her fair share of traumatic violence and despair… but on the bright side, she always had her twin sister, Sophie, and little brother, Tenn. She had her friend and eventual girlfriend, Violet. She had music, and a dorm full of pretty paintings done by Sophie. She and Louis composed a song together to make everyone feel better. There are worse places to live than the school.
Then one day she got traded away to a bunch of raiders against her will, having no idea what the hell these people were gonna do to her and Sophie. They were made to be soldiers to fight in a war that had nothing to do with them. The delta fucking broke her. If we’re to believe Lilly’s story about the twins, they started their brainwashing process early on when Sophie was still alive, and it seems like Minerva was easier to control as Sophie was still planning a way out and causing trouble. Then, when Sophie convinced her to steal a boat and get the hell out, they got caught and the delta forced her to murder her own twin sister.
Like…. I’m sorry, not only did Minerva kill her own sister, but she was made to believe that was the right thing to do? That line she says about how she had to prove her loyalty to the place she calls home? That shit’s ingrained in her brain, you can tell that isn’t the first time she’s heard or said that very thing. That is what made her family to the delta. Delta is her home now, her family. Sophie was just a thing that needed to be dealt with. You keep your head down, do as you’re told, and you survive. You survive and you get to go home, eat a hot meal, take a shower, and be with your delta family. If not, you end up like Sophie.
What’s also fucked is that Minerva actually cares about these people now. Think about that. After everything they did to her and made her do, she’s been trained to see them as her family and obey. When you save Louis and he kills Dorian, Minerva actually cries out and is visibly hurt by her death. When she’s with the other raiders on land, she's screaming at walkers to get away from them. She cares about the people who made her kill Sophie… and no one ever talks about that??
She fucking hates Clementine. Clementine is just another thing in Minnie’s way. I know the part of the fandom likes to ship these two together and they think it’s hot when they fight and shit, but within the canon text, Minerva wants Clementine gone. Dead. She is the thing stopping her from having her old family merge with her new family. If Clementine hadn’t made them fight, they all would’ve been captured and they’d all be a delta family now. She would’ve had Tenn back.
Clementine is the problem, she made everyone fight back and that’s why people are dead. Minerva hates her for it… it’s not a “I hate you but like the sexual tension, y’know?” that I see people pretend it is, it’s “you are ruining everything and if I have to, I will kill you myself and I won’t give a second thought about it when they toss your body overboard.”
Like….. seriously, think about how fucked up all of this is. Minerva is a husk of who she was before she was taken away. Sure, you do have to keep in mind that when Tenn and Violet are describing her, their sights are a bit clouded, y’know? But I do believe that she was someone who was kind and cared about people, she wanted to make people feel safe and comforted.
Now she’s a brainwashed soldier who won’t help the people she used to call friends when they’re about to get limbs cut off. She won’t hesitate to knock someone unconscious or threaten a child. She’s willing to trick them into being captured with no regard for what’s going to happen to them. … all she knows is this was the mission, and now they all get to be together again back at the delta.
Then when she finds out there’s a bomb on the boat, she ditches Violet to blow up with it in order to make it to land herself. She loses her shit seeing everyone die and gets her face chewed off by a walker… and then she tries to blow Clementine and AJ up with a grenade.
Oh, and who can forget the fact that she tracks the group down with plans of murdering Tenn so that they can go to a better place together? And she’ll take down anyone who gets in her way?
Like….. jesus christ, Minerva’s waaaaay too far gone. It’s awful.
I think that’s what stumps me about why she’s so loved in the way that she is. It’s not that I don’t understand why she’s complex and well-written, I get that perfectly fine. She’s a compelling character study when you comb over all her scenes and take different factors into account.
What I don’t understand is why we tend to just throw everything interesting about her away? For what?
These days, I never see anyone talking about any of this unless they’re insisting she deserved a redemption arc which…. Eh, I’ll touch on this later. What I mostly see here and mostly other platforms is how great it would be if she and Clementine made out, or hey what if she and Violet got back together if she did come back to the school? Or they just….the best term I have for this is “uwu-ify.” As in she’s reduced to a caricature of a tall, pretty, mean, white lesbian who has “good damage.”
People insist that Telltale are cowards or bastards because their predictions of her turning on the delta to save Clem and crew didn’t happen. Instead, Minerva ends up being the final baddie you gotta get away from, and she ends up taking someone down with her. But did you really expect to just do a 180 and suddenly decide being brainwashed for over a year was lame and Clementine and friends are cool? Gonna help them out and be with Tenn again? Sure, there’s some left over trauma but love conquers and fixes everything, right?
Uh…. no? That’s not how people work? Honestly, if we entertain the idea that Minerva wasn’t bit and somehow didn’t murder Clementine when they all got back to the school…. romance is the last thing she is ever gonna think of??
I think that’s what bothers me most when reading these au’s and rants about redemption and the entire idea of clemerva as a whole. It’s the same thing that I see happen with Violet- Minerva only has value to fans if she’s in a wlw relationship. By herself, she doesn’t matter. They don’t care about her canon story, they don’t care about Sophie, they don’t care about discussing what could’ve happened if she and Tenn reunited under better circumstances or had a healing recovery together. But why?
Throwing a girlfriend at her isn’t some band aid that’s gonna cover up all the bad she went through?? Having an enemies to lovers romance with Clementine isn’t going to fix a years worth of brainwashing, trauma or the fact that she murdered her own sister and the delta told her she's proved her worth to them??
Having the support of those around her is a good thing, don’t get me wrong. The idea of the Ericson crew as a whole trying to help her out and do the best they can to accommodate her is bittersweet since there’s only so much they can do. They’re not trained therapists, which is what Minerva would need and plenty of years ahead of her to work through and come to terms with everything that happened as well as taking steps forward. I’m not saying that she shouldn’t have friends or that she couldn’t have a healthy romantic relationship someday... but that isn’t the solution, y’know?
I don’t know how else to explain this, but it makes me feel weird that all of this stuff is flat out overlooked or doesn’t appear to matter to fans of her.
Look, I get it. We all want these characters to be happy. AU’s are a thing, after all. Sometimes we want to forget about the bad things and focus on the good that bring us comfort. You wanna gush about the idea of an AU where the twins never got traded, the raiders didn’t exist, and Clementine got to meet them the way they were before? I feel that, AU’s are super comforting and fun to explore, and my point isn’t to try and shame anyone who has an AU you like this.
Hell, you think I don’t have days where I pretend mute Louis isn’t a thing because the whole concept of Louis having his tongue cut out of his mouth breaks my fucking heart? No, lot’s of days I just want to forget everything about that route, I want to set aside all the bad and just intake as much clouis fluff as I can get…. But that doesn’t mean I always ignore or refuse to acknowledge the bad just because I don’t like it. I fucking hate the fact that Louis loses his tongue when you don’t save him, but guess what? That’s a canon route you can play, just like any other route, and the possibilities that come with a mute Louis are vast and compelling.
This is how it is for me… my favorite characters are my favorite for a reason, and I take all the bad with the good. Louis isn’t perfect, and I don’t want him to be. I was to dive into his backstory about why did that to his parents, I like to talk about what he went through with Marlon’s murder and his feelings about AJ and Clementine at the point, I like to view his love of music as bittersweet. He can stand on his own, and while he is a love interest for Clementine, that isn’t his only purpose.
I know everyone’s different, they express their love for characters in their own ways, but I do have a genuine question: do you guys actually like Minerva?
Believe it or not, I’m not trying to step on toes or make everyone feel defensive which I know is how people will react to this. “You’re just saying all of this to make us feel bad for shipping clemerva! You don’t even like Minnie so you don’t get to say shit!” yeah yeah, I hear you and look, it’s true that she’s not my favorite character. I know I’ve said I hate her in the past but upon reflection and throwing out fandom interpretations.... I don’t hate her. I get it now. She’s a great character study to dissect and analyze and I think she deserves more than what the writers and the fandom have given her.
And yeah, what I do hate is clemerva, and I’ve explained why. It’s not for me, it makes me uncomfortable, but at the end of the day, who cares? Me not liking it doesn’t mean anything to those who create AU’s for them. They have their reasons, they can do as they please as long as they’re not hurting anyone. I’m just here pointing out things I see and things that bother me in hopes of starting a discussion.
There’s my ramble about Minerva. I’m gonna go make some tea now.
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He’s My Girl (Chapter 12)
TITLE OF STORY: He’s My Girl
CHAPTER: 12
AUTHOR: miss-m-and-her-blog
WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: AU Actor!Tom
GENRE: Romance, Action, Drama
FIC SUMMARY: He’s a guy, she’s a boy in disguise. He’s an actor, she’s a stuntman or -woman. How can it ever work when the famous Tom Hiddleston stars in an action film, with Charlie or Charlene as his stunt choreographer?
RATING: T
WARNINGS/TRIGGERS/AUTHORS NOTES: Swear words, once again.
FEEDBACK/COMMENTS: Hey, I’m back from a long long hiatus haha :D I hope the readers enjoy this chapter :D
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“Two more shots of Brandy!” Julian ordered at the passing waiter, screaming as the club’s loud sound system tried to drown out his voice.
After the dinner at the Redbird, the group decided to go for drinks at the neighboring club. Of course, a little partying never hurt. They all sat at a rounded couch at the club’s exclusive corner; Tom and Paula sat together, Julian and Gwen couldn’t stay away from each other now, while Charlie and Lily sat near Paula.
Paula had been engrossed in a full conversation with Lily, talking about what skincare products down to the brushes that Lily uses.
Charlie could hear some of it, but his attention, for now, was on his Bourbon punch.
However, Julian, who seemed to have loosened up, glared at Charlie, “Charlie! Are you still on that punch? Why not have something stronger?”
He held out his hand, kindly declining, “No, man, I’m good. I have a low tolerance for alcohol.”
Tom heard Charlie, then he craned his neck over Paula and Lily that are now huddled together, still talking about make-up.
“Stop being a tosser, mate. Come on, Charlie, just one shot.” Tom urged him.
Gwen spoke up, “Oh you brutes! Let Charlie have his drink!” She then slapped Julian’s thigh.
After finishing their current drinks, they ordered another round. The night is still young and all of them agreed to get piss-ass drunk for the night. Tom was braver now he is a little bit drunk. He insisted on everyone to a dance off while the song Roses by Chainsmokers blasted loudly at the dance floor.
He encouraged everyone to come down with him. Paula rolled her eyes while Tom jumped around getting ready, “You’re just like that because you can dance.” She shouted over the loud music.
As all of them started to walk out of their seat, Tom came around Charlie, and there, he started to pull Charlie into the dance floor. Charlie couldn't help but be taken away as Tom held his wrist and was pulling him to dance. He was followed by Julian and Gwen, Lily, then by Paula. Unfortunately, when they reached the middle of the dance floor, the song ended.
"Just on time." Tom sarcastically remarked.
Charlie shrugged, then, they all heard another song play; it was Wanna Be Your Baby by Zara Larsson.
"This is my jam! Come on, babe!" Julian smoothly linked his arm over Gwen's waist and then they disappeared in the crowd.
Tom, Charlie, and Lily started dancing to the beat; Paula, who looked around, felt like she wanted to go back to their table, did walk back. When the chorus came up, a good-looking Latino pulled Lily away and they started dancing close together.
I wanna be your first, your last, your everything I wanna be in your arms and definitely
Tom belted those lyrics out while jiving in front of Charlie. He made their hands link on to each other, while he swung Charlie's arm from to left to right.
I wanna be someone you keep coming back to see I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours, I wanna be your baby
Charlie laughed out loud as Tom looked so funny while he drunkenly sang out loud. But when Tom saw Charlie's smile and heard his laugh, he thought about something he had never thought about before;
Dammit, Charlie would've been so beautiful if ever he became a woman...
Tom couldn't help but smile widely at that thought until he found himself making funnier faces so Charlie wouldn't stop laughing.
Am I that drunk that I now think Charlie could be so attractive?
Tom's thoughts started to mildly alarm him. When the song came to an end, Tom pulled Charlie into the bar until the DJ started playing another bop.
"Two Tequila shots," Tom asked the bartender.
Charlie had the look of disbelief, "You're not drinking those two shots by yourself, are you?"
Tom had a sly smile on his face that Charlie thought for a second if he's talking to Loki.
“No, you're drinking the other one." He then pushed the shot glass towards Charlie, full to the brim with Tequila.
The bartender placed the lime and salt near them. The last time Charlie got drunk was when Uncle Barty and his friends made him drink Whisky, and of course, he regretted the hangover that came the morning after. But this time, he's drinking with Tom. Maybe it won't hurt to have a shot or two with his crush.
Let's have it at the same time..." Tom got the salt and shook some at the back of his hand, "Come on, give me yours," then he also poured salt at the back of Charlie's hand.
“Ready?" Tom winked at Charlie.
They both sucked on the thick slice of lime, licked the salt, then finally, shot down the Tequila. Charlie hissed as the Tequila warmed his chest, setting a gentle fire up to his system.
Tom laughed after drinking his shot, and also because he saw Charlie's cheeks blush red.
“I think I'm a fan of Tequila now." Charlie giggled.
And for a moment, he caught Tom staring at him. A smile was on his lips, yet his eyes, brighter than the lights inside the club.
"What? Is there something in my face?" Charlie consciously rubbed his nose and his cheeks.
But Tom shook his head gently, "No. Your face is perfect."
Only, Charlie didn't catch what he said as the loud music banged on from the large speakers, "What? My face is what?!"
Tom only smirked and turned away, "Nothing!"
Little did they know, Paula was observing them from afar. The way Tom talked to Charlie, the way he smiles at him, made her feel jealous.
I know I shouldn’t be... But why? Paula thought to herself.
Once more, she saw them lean close so they could hear each other better. At that time, she felt her heartstrings being pulled apart. She didn’t want anymore to be in that club, more than she didn’t want to see Charlie and Tom together.
With that, she took her purse and left, and without any goodbyes to Tom.
“Hey, where’s Paula?” Tom slurred when he no longer saw her at their seat.
“Where’s Lily?” Charlie looked from left to right, and when he caught sight of Lily at another table, being forced to make out with a guy, the warm feeling inside him became a raging fire.
Charlie walked about and turned back from Tom.
“Charlie, where are you going?”
When Charlie got near Lily, who was struggling from the guy that had pulled him away earlier, Charlie immediately grabbed the collar of the guy’s shirt and pushed him away with all of his strength.
“Get away from my cousin, you perv!” Charlie shouted, feeling braver than usual because of that Tequila shot.
Lily sighed in relief but noticed that Charlie’s voice sounded higher than his usual disguise of tone.
The guy stood up, towering over Charlie. He was burly but drunk, and Charlie knew he could take him down in one move.
“Who are you? Her lesbian bitch?!” He spat at Charlie.
Lily had to hold Charlie down at his elbows so he wouldn’t fight back. The man was clearly an asshole and not worthy to have a brawl with. The man stepped up, ready to land a blow over Charlie’s face, when another towering figure got in between them--Tom.
“Pick someone your own size.” His menacing tone evidently scared the drunken douchebag.
Tom was followed by two bouncers, whom he had asked to intervene at the scene. The man stood back and gulped back when he saw the bouncers, with arm muscles that are as massive as their chests.
Tom then turned to Charlie and Lily, “Are you okay?”
They both looked at each other first, then nodded at Tom.
“Let’s get out of here.” He came over them and pulled them away.
Julian and Gwen also noticed them and they also made their way towards them.
“Tom, man! What happened?” Julian got Tom’s attention.
“We’re leaving” Tom’s eyes were dark, the muscles of his jaws were tensed.
When they finally got out of the crowded entrance of the club, the cold air chilled them as it had been too hot inside.
Tom turned to Lily, “Did he hurt you?”
Lily, who looked dizzy, tried to reply, “No... But he made me drink something.”
Charlie’s eyes widened then spoke through gritted teeth., “I’ll fucking dent that asshole’s face.”
Tom stopped him, “The bouncers had taken care of that. Why don’t we all call it a night?”
He turned to Julian and Gwen; Julian only shrugged, “I guess so. Lily doesn’t look so good.”
Charlie sighed, Lily is just a kid; he may be tall and very feminine, but he would never forgive himself if anything happens to his cousin.
“Okay. I’ll call a cab for me and Lily.” Charlie said while he fished his phone on his pocket.
“I’ll be taking Gwen home if all of you don’t mind.” Julian shyly spoke up.
Tom had a small smile on his lips and nodded at his best mate. He then stopped Charlie from punching numbers on his phone, “I’ll take you two home. Don’t worry about it.”
Charlie wanted to protest, he didn’t want to bother Tom who also looked intoxicated, only, he was just good at hiding it.
“No, Tom, you should go home. You’ve done so much, I can’t--”
Tom only looked down at him with a stern glance. He knew he can’t convince Tom otherwise.
“Charlie, let Tom take you and Lily home. I think that’s for the better.” Julian suggested.
“And you’ll be safe with Tom,” Gwen added.
Charlie finally nodded in agreement, “Okay.”
Tom then turned to Gwen and Julian, “Hey, did you saw Paula back there? I couldn’t find her, everything went too fast.”
Lilly spoke up, “She left. I saw her head for the exit.” He then took Charlie’s shoulder for support as he is getting dizzier by the minute.
Tom only looked down. Maybe he’ll text Paula later.
Julian and Gwen left, then Tom took his car out of the parking while Charlie and Lily waited from a convenience store just beside the club.
While they sat outside, near the entrance steps, Lily leaned on Charlie’s shoulder.
“Couz, your boyfriend is so sweet, isn’t he?” Lily slurred.
Charlie snorted, “Shut up. He’s not my boyfriend. Tom’s just being kind.”
“But you like him, though, right?” Lily teased, even though his head felt it was about to explode.
Charlie didn’t answer that. There was no need for an answer to that, Charlie didn’t just like Tom; he really likes Tom.
When Tom’s car arrived, Charlie helped Lily up and they both sat at the back. Charlie saw that Tom had bought some medicine for Lily.
“Sorry, I had to stop by a drugstore. So, where do you live again?” Tom turned to them.
“Downtown,” Charlie replied.
“Okay. And uh, if I look sleepy, just tap my shoulder.” Tom joked as he started the engine.
Charlie only smiled at him as they started to move out.
While on their way home, Charlie kept Lily’s head from rolling out and had a plastic bag ready when he vomits. Tom saw how Charlie had taken care of Lily over the rearview mirror. He remembered when Charlie told him that he only has his extended family, that’s why he’s this way towards Lily.
Around 1 o’clock in the morning, they reached the Gosengtian residence. Charlie carefully woke Lily up who had been sleeping for a while.
“Lily, we’re home. You have to wake up.” Charlie gently slapped Lily’s cheeks.
Tom saw that Lily is not waking from his nap, “I could help you with Lily.”
Charlie shook his head, already embarrassed, “Please Tom, it’s too much. I can carry Lily inside.”
Tom’s eyebrow raised, “Really?” He doubtfully remarked.
Charlie grunted as he placed Lily upright, “Yes really.”
Tom didn’t bother to listen to Charlie, he got out of the driver’s seat and opened the door at the back seat.
“Come on, I’ll help you with him.” Tom offered.
He had no other choice but to let Tom help him; Tom took Lily’s right arm on his shoulders, while Charlie handled Lily’s left.
When they finally reached the doorstep, Charlie took out his key and opened the front door. The living room and kitchen had been dimly lit, and everybody seems to be asleep.
“Come on. Just quietly. We don’t want to wake Uncle Barty and Auntie Baby.” Charlie whispered as they carefully threaded the stairs while they almost dragged Lily around.
Upon reaching Lily and Charlie’s room, Charlie heard Uncle Barty come out of their room.
“Shit! Get inside! Take Lily inside!” He immediately opened their room and Tom hurriedly dragged Lily inside, and Charlie was left at the hallway.
Uncle Barty rubbed his eyes, dressed in a silk sleeping robe and his PJs.
“Hey. Did you just came in?” He asked Charlie.
“Yep.” Charlie closed the door behind him, sneakily, and tried to get in between it.
“Is Lian inside? Did he came home with you?” Uncle Barty wanted to push the door in to see if Lily did come home with Charlie.
“Yeah. He’s inside. Lily’s just--” He wanted to say plastered but he doesn’t want his Uncle Barty to throw a fit at him when actually, they have brought a man home with them--the number one rule in the household that they have broken.
“He’s getting ready to sleep. And you know, Uncle Barty--” Charlie comically yawned, “I think I need to get going too. Goodnight.”
Charlie quickly dismissed Uncle Barty and got inside the room. When Barty got shut off by the door, he shook his head, “Kids these days.”
Charlie gave out a big sigh of relief when he got inside. Tom had already placed Lily down at the bed.
Tom sat down at the floor, his back at the bed.
“Thank you so much, Tom... for this. I know it’s really embarrassing--” Charlie started to explain.
“Do you always get embarrassed when someone helps you?” Tom teased.
Charlie tilted his head to the left, “Well, it may be a Filipino trait of being too shy when accepting someone’s help--or owing someone a great deal.” He joked.
Tom chuckled then started to get up when they both heard Uncle Barty loudly rap the door, “Charlene, is someone there with you and Lily?”
“Shit, shit, shit, shit!” Charlie cursed while he panicked on how to hide Tom. And no, their closet won’t be able to hide Tom there.
Uncle Barty continued knocking, demanding the door be opened, then, Charlie saw their open window.
“Go at the rooftop. Hide there and don’t make a sound!” Charlie whispered then Tom started climbing up the iron ladder that leads to the rooftop.
“I won’t repeat myself, Charlene, open this door.” Uncle Barty ordered.
When the door opened once again, he saw that Charlie had already changed into a shirt and shorts, his common sleeping clothes.
“Uncle Barty! It’s almost dawn, come on, I’m almost off to bed.” Charlie acted sleepy, but actually, his heart is pounding on his chest.
“Huh. I thought a guy was inside your room. Okay. I guess I’ll stay up. I won’t be able to sleep back because of you kids partying till dawn. I’ll be downstairs, watching TV.”
When Uncle Barty finally turned away, Charlie closed the door and cursed once again under his breath. Tom will not be able to get out at the front door, now that Uncle Barty’s guarding the ground floor, or watching TV. Charlie remembered Tom, and there, he climbed up. He immediately saw Tom slumped down at the worn out couch that they have placed there for hangouts. He was almost snoring when he approached Tom.
“Tom? Are you awake?” Charlie carefully booped Tom’s cheek.
Tom’s eyes flickered open and saw Charlie, in shorts and a black t-shirt, which showed his curves. He thought that it might just be his drunkenness that had made him see Charlie like a woman.
“I’m awake.” Tom held up his hands.
“Bad news. I don’t think you would be able to get out of the house. Uncle Barty’s up and guarding the front door.” Charlie sighed.
Tom, already feeling the drowsiness and own drunken state getting the best of him, crossed his arms on his chest, “Then I’ll stay here until the morning.”
Charlie wanted to say something else, but there was no other way but to let Tom stay for the night.
“Well... I’ll be down for a minute. Just stay there and don’t move.” Charlie strictly instructed him.
Charlie ran and got down the rooftop, barefoot, that the cold stone tiles of the rooftop almost electrified his soles.
Tom waited and tried to stay up, but he would drift out for a minute and then. The next time he opened his eyes, Charlie had moved the table in front of them and there stood a clear glass of water with a diffused alka-seltzer at the bottom. He looked on his left and there he saw Charlie also huddled in a blanket and was watching a movie on his phone, the headphone attached to his ears, and also a glass of water with alka-seltzer that stood below him.
“Hey.” Tom whispered.
Charlie almost jumped when Tom reached out for him. But he immediately pointed the glass to Tom, “Drink that. That will make you feel better.”
Tom only nodded in reply and took the glass and drank from it. After Tom had drunk all of it, he turned to Charlie.
“I don’t feel so sleepy anymore. What time is it?”
Charlie placed down his phone, “It’s almost 3 o’clock in the morning. I thought I was going to watch over you for the rest of the night, so I’ve thought about staying up.”
Tom only looked at Charlie, then asked, “What are you watching?”
Charlie shrugged and took his phone on his hand to show it to Tom, “Just catching up to some Pinoy movies back home.”
Tom, now curious, took the right side of the headphones, “What’s the title?”
Charlie felt Tom closing in, as he became interested at the movie he is watching, “My Ex and Whys.”
Tom placed the headphones on his right ear and huddled near Charlie, “Can I watch it with you?”
Charlie’s cheeks felt burning as Tom smiled at him, still looking his best even when he is sleep-deprived and hungover.
“S-sure. I’ll turn on the subtitles for you.” Charlie replied, trying not to flail around as his crush wants to watch a romantic movie with him.
Charlie played it once more from the start so Tom could relate to the plot. Of course, he had some commentaries every now and then,
“Oh, so she’s Liza Soberano. She is pretty.” Tom pointed out, to which Charlie explained, “That’s Enrique Gil, he’s always paired with her in movies and teledramas--they’re a loveteam, it’s what they call back home.”
Tom was engrossed in the movie, Charlie could tell. But with the way his so close to him, divided his focus from the movie and the way Tom sat beside him.
Then, the pivotal scene of the movie came up, Liza Soberano’s character, Cali confronted Enrique Gil’s character, Gio;
Am I not enough? <<Am I replaceable?>>
Charlie had to hold on to something before he could tear up; not while Tom is just beside him, watching.
No, you’re not. Said Enrique’s character.
Then why?! Liza’s character shouted out, finally breaking down to sobs and tears.
Charlie noticed that Tom heaved a grave sigh, then said, “Well shit.”
They met glances and Tom’s eyes looked watery, but he immediately reasoned, “It’s too cold. I’m sniffling because of the cold.”
Charlie smirked, then they continued watching. All the while, Charlie quietly observed Tom when he didn’t knew. He had already taken off his jacket, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, just like the way he looked like on some photoshoots that he did before.
If only, he could have Tom, just this way, always; he wouldn’t ask for anything more. As soon as that thought came to his mind, he dismissed it quickly.
Who are you kidding? This will only happen once. Don’t get used to it. Charlie berated himself, internally.
The movie ended just before 4 o’clock in the morning. Tom had a pleasant look on his face afterwards, then he said,
“The ending was quite predictable--it’s a rom-com. But then... I think I like LizQuen now.” Tom explained.
Charlie’s face lit up, then he removed the headphone on his left ear, “Really? Be careful, you might become one of their army of fans.”
Tom leaned on the thick cushioned armrest of the couch, “Well, what’s wrong with that?”
They both laughed out loud afterwards, but they remembered to be quiet or someone else might catch them up the rooftop.
For a moment, they both went silent as they stared out at the skyline of Downtown; the lights of the buildings and streets made it look like the stars are below there on the ground.
Then, out of nowhere, Tom asked Charlie, “Charlie? Have you ever been in love?
Charlie froze, wondering why on earth Tom would ask him something like that.
“I... I don’t think I’ve been in love before...” Charlie replied, timidly.
“I did. A lot of times. It’s the most wonderful yet the most horrific feeling. It was good--no, it’s great. But, I had someone broke my heart before. Well, also a lot of instances, too.”
Charlie didn’t spoke, he let Tom say what he needed to say. Tom placed his longs legs into the couch, reaching Charlie at the other end.
“I don’t know much, sorry...” Charlie finally said.
Tom smiled, wrapped the blanket around him and stared at Charlie.
“We’re friends now, are we, Charlie?” Tom asked him.
Charlie nodded in reply. Tom inhaled sharply, “I wanted you to know that I trust you. Sometimes, trust is like... Crossing a tight rope,” He demonstrated an imaginary line in front of him, his hands, the two points of the tight rope.
“Then someone from below would tell you that they’d catch you if ever you would fall. I’ve been fooled that they would catch me no matter what...”
Tom suddenly sat up briskly that it startled Charlie. He was no longer sure if Tom was still drunk or is he just in between waking and dreaming.
He placed his long arm on Charlie’s shoulder and pulled him close, “Charlie, let’s real talk right now... Would you catch me, if I fall from a tight rope?”
Tom was not making any sense, at least, but Charlie felt the butterflies in his stomach flutter harder, that he stuttered while answering, “Y-Yes, of course.”
Once more, he gave Charlie the most serene of looks, the same look he had back in Suffolk. His face shining and painfully beautiful.
He tried to catch his breath before he lose his own self just because Tom looked so damned perfect at that moment.
“I would catch you... If you fall. Always.” Charlie said it, like it was a pledge of his own love to Tom. Even though it’s far from the possible that Tom can be his, Charlie made it a promise to him, somehow.
“Thanks man... Charlie, you’re the best. Someone should really date you, though. You’re such a kind-hearted person.” Tom rambled as he laid back once more.
Charlie had to touch his cheeks with the back of his hands because he was burning and flushed.
He waited for a while if Tom would get up again, but he heard him snore softly.
“Nope! No, Tom, you can’t sleep here. We got to go down, or we’ll catch a cold.” Charlie shook Tom who awoke easily, but was already sluggish, his eyelids, half-closed.
Luckily, Charlie convinced him to go down to Lily’s room to sleep there for the next hours to come.
“Holy fucking shit!” Lily almost shouted when he saw Tom Hiddleston, sleeping in between him and his cousin, Charlie.
He first ogled the scene; Tom was big-spooning him while being sandwiched between him and Charlie; Charlie big-spooned Tom, who only wore Charlie’s oversized t-shirt and shorts that revealed his long runner legs.
“Cha-Cha! Wake up!” He pulled Charlie’s left ear and it made her wince with pain.
“Fuck off!” Charlie hissed, but Lily pinched him at the sides so he could finally wake up.
“Lily, what’s wrong with you!? I’m trying to sleep here!” Charlie unconsciously wrapped his arms around Tom’s waist, hugging him close like a pillow.
“Did we had a threesome with Tom Hiddleston, huh? Answer me, Charlene!” Lily now growled and that made Charlie bolt right up because Lily had just mentioned his real name in front of Tom.
“Shut up! Why did you called me that? Tom might be awake!” He retaliated with a loud smack on Lily’s arm.
Lily pushed Charlie’s shoulder then pointed out the situation right in front of them. “Explain.” He dirtily eyed Charlie.
Charlie now finally realized what had shocked Lily, there, he started to account to him what happened last night.
Lily only crossed his arms around his chest, his mermaid-hair disheveled.
“Then your Dad woke up and almost wanted to get inside when Tom was still here! He would’ve killed us if he knew Tom was here--so, I made Tom stay for the night.” Charlie gestured at all of Tom, who is stretched out in their bed, sleeping.
“So... We didn’t had sex with him last night?” Lily raised his perfect eyebrow.
“No. For fuck’s sake, why would we do that?” Charlie raked his short hair with his fingers, feeling frustrated.
“Shame.” Lily clicked his tongue.
This time, Charlie slapped his arm, and he mockingly shot a dark look at his cousin, “Hey!”
“Seriously...” Charlie shook his head, then his focus went back to Tom, who is peacefully sleeping in between them; like a demigod from Mount Olympus who’d just decided to a sleepover with them.
Charlie restrained himself from touching his cheek as he slept, yet, Lily’s focus was on another thing.
“Hey, couz. Charlie.” He grabbed Charlie’s jaw then made it face at Tom’s lower half.
“Do you see what I see?” Lily nodded at the protruding shape, just between the valley of Tom’s legs.
Charlie’s eyes widened and he clasped his mouth before he could overreact; their eyes are not fooled, Tom had just a morning wood.
“It’s really a shame we didn’t had a threesome with this guy. Damn... I know what his fans call that! It’s his Hiddlesconda!” Lily teased Charlie who had thrown a pillow over Tom’s loins to cover it, only to have his wood deflect it.
Lily chuckled with delight as he quipped once more, “No! They have a new name for it! It’s Ragnacock!” Lily now cackled loudly.
“Ssh! You’ll wake him! How about you go down the kitchen to get something to eat? And see if Uncle Barty’s gone for the day so Tom could go home now!” He ordered Lily with another slap on the shoulder.
Lily was still giggling and cackling as he made his way into the door, but he looked back, “Hey, don’t even think about peeking at his morning wood.”
Charlie grimaced, “Get the fuck down!” then threw a pillow at Lily’s direction.
He slumped back and kept a safe distance from Tom, that has been sleeping sweetly, even though there had been a small commotion just above him.
Charlie sighed as he watched Tom sleep. He didn’t knew what came over Tom to say things like that last night. But Charlie knew, whatever happens, even his cover could be blown and Tom would hate him for it; he would still love him.
Love him. He repeated that to himself.
Is this it? Does Charlene Lee, a.k.a. Charlie Go had finally and fully fallen in love with none other than, Tom Hiddleston? Is his feelings more than some mad crush? More than of a friend’s?
Charlie only looked away; if he had fallen in love with Tom, he’s not hoping that Tom would eventually return his feelings.
That would be the day, Charlene. He rambled internally.
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Part Of: Buffy the Vampire Slayer Song Challenge @justanotherdeangirl
Song: “What You Feel” - Lord of the Dance
Pairing: Faith Lehane (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) x Reader feat: Buffy, Giles, Xander and Willow just for a sec
Warnings: language, Buffy the Vampire Slayer style violence, all female reader insert, oral sex female receiving, fingering
Summary: Vampire slayer, Faith’s girlfriend is abducted after unknowingly summons Lord of the Dance and Faith must save her before it’s too late.
Y/n was working at the Magic Box like she did every Thursday and she’d picked up one of the books from the table that Buffy’s group was reading. Y/n was a part of Buffy’s group until she started dating the rogue slayer and former criminal Faith. She looked at the book and saw a picture of an ugly demon, “ewe gross” she said putting the book back on the shelf.
She put back the rest of the books back on the shelves, looking back on the table she saw an amulet. Y/n picked it up putting it in her pocket making a mental note to show it to Giles. Y/n went down to the basement to get more rats eyes to put on the self. Suddenly she was attacked by two dummy looking figures, she tried to scream but her mouth was covered.
Giles arrived back in the store and there was no one there, he went down to the basement. He saw the signs of struggle and immediately went up to call Buffy to see if anyone was missing. Buffy and gang met at the Magic Box, “no one’s missing, Dawn is home with Tara and Anya” Buffy said. They all heard footsteps down the stairs, “hey where’s Y/n, she was supposed to be home 3 hours ago” Faith said.
“I don’t know, your the only killer here” Willow said, “fuck this, I don’t have time for this crap, I’ll find her myself” Faith said. She went back upstairs to look around the shop, she found nothing inside. Faith walked outside looking behind the shop and she saw two sets of footprints and drag marks. Something had pulled Y/n away, Faith grabbed her bag of weapons from her car and followed the trail.
Y/n was brought to a bar in the middle of Sunnydale, The Bronze. She was put down in front of a demon with bright red skin. Y/n got up running to the door which was locked and blocked by dummy demon things. “Why’d you run away, Don’t you like my style, Why don’t you come and play, I guarantee a great big smile" he sang.
“I don’t know who you are or what you are, but I don’t want to play with you, I wanna go home” Y/n said. “I come from the imagination and I’m here strictly by your invocation. So what do you say? Why don’t we dance awhile” he sang. “I didn’t invoke anything, just let me go, or my girlfriend will be mad” Y/n said. “I’m the hottest swing, I’m the twist and shout, when you gotta sing, when you gotta let it out. You call me and I come arunning. I turn the music on, I bring the fun in. Now, we’re partying, that’s what it’s all about” he sang again.
“Stop saying I called you, I didn’t call you, I still don’t know what you are” Y/n said. “Cuz I know, what you feel, girl, I know just what you feel, girl. All these melodies, they go on too long, then that energy starts to come on way too strong. All those hearts lay open, that must sting. Plus, some customers just die combusting.That’s the penalty when life is but a song" he sang again.
He kept on singing, “you brought me down and doomed this town, so, when we blow this scene, back we will go to my kingdom below and you will be my queen. Cuz I know what you feel, girl”. “Yeah well that’s not gonna work for me, I like girls, I’m a lesbian you stupid demon” Y/n said. “I can bring whole cities to ruin nd still have time to get a soft-shoe in” he sang again. “See you’re not listening” Y/n said frustrated, something’s cooking, I’m at the griddle, I bought Nero his very first fiddle" the demon sang.
“Would you stop singing, who the hell is Nero, I don’t know what’s delaying her, she’ll kill you soon enough, see my girlfriends the slayer” Y/n said. “The slayer, go find her, bring here, I’m gonna watch the slayer burn” the demon said. “Yeah, not gonna happen, I’m not talking about Buffy, I’m talking about the badass force of nature slayer, Faith” Y/n said.
“Hi baby girl sorry it took me so long” Faith said before stabbing the dummy demon, “he’s the one setting people on fire and making us sing, he keeps saying I summoned him, I didn’t summon anything” Y/n said. “I know you didn’t, it was Buffy or most likely one of her stupid friends” Faith said. “If she didn’t summon me then why does she have my amulet in her pocket” he said. “I found it, I do work at the Magic Box it wasn’t me, I told you, if I was gonna summon anything it wouldn’t be a singing, dancing demon, I hate singing” Y/n said.
“Now Dancing Demon thing, you have two options, you let me walk out of here with my girlfriend and I let you deal with Buffy and her friends or I just kick your ass and kill you now” Faith said. “Go, I’ll deal with Buffy” he said, Faith grabbed her girlfriends hand and left the bar. “I kinda feel bad, I only got to kill the creepy dummy dude, I’m still all hyped up” Faith said. “Get me home quick since I know how you can use your energy” Y/n said.
They went back to the Magic Box and Buffy and Xander were outside, “hey B, I got my girl back and left the dancing singing fire demon for you, one of your friends made the mess, you clean it up” Faith said getting in the car. Faith and Y/n went to their apartment and Faith pulled Y/n straight to the bedroom. Faith pulled her jacket off and Y/n did the same, Faith pulled Y/n’s shirt off.
Y/n pulled off Faith’s tank top, she put her hands behind Y/n’s back unhooking her bra. Faith unfastened Y/n’s jeans pulling them down her legs, Y/n kicked her shoes off. Faith took her own pants off, while Y/n laid on the bed, watching Faith remove her pants. Faith crawled up the bed in only her bra and panties, she kissed up Y/n’s body. Faith attached her lips to hers, she licked her bottom lip asking for entrance and she granted it.
Faith slid her tongue in her mouth dancing with Y/n’s tongue, while Faith’s hands roamed her body. Faith put one hand on Y/n’s breast and the other slipped down between her legs. Faith slid a finger between her folds, “fuck you’re so wet baby girl” Faith said. Y/n put her hands in the cups of Faith’s bra tweaking her nipples. “That’s a bad girl, I didn’t tell you to touch me” Faith said, she kissed each of Y/n’s nipples on her way to where Y/n needed Faith most.
Faith kissed down her stomach stopping to swirl her tongue around Y/n’s bellybutton. “Faith don’t tease me, I need you, Faith please” Y/n moaned, Faith licked over her slit. She opened Y/n’s pussy lips with her tongue going right for clit. Faith licked over her clit and down to her entrance sliding her tongue inside her. “Yes Faith, yes” Y/n moaned, Faith pumped her tongue in and out relentlessly thrusting her tongue inside her pussy.
Faith felt Y/n’s pussy clench so she moved her tongue replacing it with a finger, she attached her lips around her clit. Faith thrust her finger in and out setting a fast hard pace. Faith added a second finger into Y/n’s wet pussy, Y/n thrust her hips up, fucking Faith’s fingers. Until Faith put her hands on Y/n’s thighs holding her still. Faith sucked her clit while licking circles with her tongue, she curled her fingers hitting her G spot everytime.
Y/n’s orgasm exploded insider her, she fisted Faith’s hair pulling it slightly, “Faith, yes oh fuck yes” Y/n screamed. Faith pulled out her fingers attaching her lips around Y/n’s entrance. Faith lapped up all her pussy juice, Faith pulled her head out of her girlfriends pussy. Faith crawled up kissing Y/n’s lips, she could taste herself on Faith’s tongue and lips. Faith sat up on the bed, “come on we’ve gotta shower, it’s my turn to be fucked” Faith said.
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