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evelynhug0 · 1 year

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my thoughts (live blogging) to this great chapter of an amazing TSHOEH fanfic

the two of them have the time of their lives. – yes they deserve it. i already want to cry. for no reason. i just want them to be happy but we all know what is going to happen i swear this story will give me a heart attack one day. how did i even survive reading the book. it fucked me up forever.

awww my wasted babies… well actually only one of them is really wasted lol.

sleepyhead awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww my babies!!!!!!!! now kiss!!!!!!

“Or the most beautiful girl on earth” I smiled, bright and proud, reaching out for her. – am i smiling like an idiot, blushing, covering my face with one hand because i cannot handle it? yes i totally am. oh my god this is so beautiful i am going to cry oh nooo i am really going to cry. great. my eyes are filled with tears after reading 10 sentences

(and we all know what wiped her out lmao if you know you know)

YES KISS!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! I AM TOO EXCITED TO READ!!! AAAAAAAAAAH!!!! I NEED VODKA

fuck

how am i gonna survive this. i am not stable enough emotionally

celia and evelyn living together would have been so cute aaaaah (at a young age i mean)

but then again evelyn would have probably turned every room into a mess on a daily basis hahaha

I stayed the whole day and night at her place – ah yes i love that. that’s so romantic and cute ah. i love this girlfriend content so much! i love them!!!

On my way out, I almost forgot my Oscar on her couch. She brought it back to me. – lmao i am laughing. who thinks about an oscar when you have EVELYN FCKING HUGO around you???

she smirked, amused and proud that I would forget the whole world around her. – hahaha yes exactly!!! aww my cute babies!!! i love you!!! so much!!!! aaaaaaaaaah!!!

I kissed her hard and promised her I would call later. – oh my god bro i need vodka and i also need to open my windows because the thought of that kiss makes my face look like a tomato omggggggggg

i love this chapter already so much. i feel like i am there with them. feeling all the vibes & love aaaaaah!!! i can really feel everything! and it’s exciting and beautiful and it makes me hopeful (idk for what but yeah idc)

that I had ditched the after-party to have a romantic escapade - or worse, a sinful one-night stand - with Harry Cameron. – sorry but i am laughing so hard! Roger you are a bit dumb but I cannot really blame you! omg this is too funny hahahaha oh boy poor Celia. A SINFUL ONE NIGHT STAND WITH HARRY CAMERON I AM SCREAMING!! SINFUL… ROGER HOW OLD ARE YOU? OK IT’S THE 50s i get it (ah no probably the 60s already)

I found myself laughing at the mere idea of it and that pissed him even more so I did my best to get a grip on myself and reassured him that nothing scandalous happened. – at least not between a very gay celia and a very gay harry hehehe oh Roger, if only you knew

I regretted nothing. – good girl

For a moment I thought it was Evelyn but I was wrong. Shirley’s chirpy voice greeted me on the other side. – oh no I wanted it to be Evelyn too Shirley pls call later ok

“No, of course, I haven’t, Shirley. I would never” I comforted her, sitting down on the floor. “I was just…celebrating.” – I would never is such an Evelyn thing to say tho. yeah… “celebrating” by going down on Evelyn (which is a good way to celebrate i think)

“Too many parties, Oscar winner?” – oscar winner is also such an Evelyn thing to say lol

Shirley was my best friend and a lesbian – good combo

“I met a girl, Sheer. I was with her.” – GOALS

We ended things because we understood we couldn’t be together, too similar to each other and too far, me leaving for Los Angeles and embarking on the movie industry adventure…but feelings are tricky, and sometimes mind and heart have different paces to deal with things. – AWWWW but yeah it is sadly ‘normal’ to feel this way i guess. i know the feeling too :(

I told her how incredibly happy I was with her, how she knew how to bring out the best in me and I hoped it would be the same for her. I didn’t believe it was possible to love someone the way we loved each other, almost as if we all were put on earth to find other people, and I was put here to find her and she me. I told her that I could no longer imagine my life without her. – i cannot handle this. my brain is !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¨ nonstop… i really want to feel like this one day too. i really wish i had this kind of love.. ugh i wanna cry

“It’s not surprising that someone would love you,” she said. “But I’m glad you two found each other.” – wow this made me emotional. and it makes me hope that one day someone will finally love me… just like evelyn and celia loved each other great i am making myself cry with this

I NEED A BREAK WOW

too many different emotions, too much to handle right now haha

am i ready to continue.. no. will i do it anyway? yes!

she said, “I’ll miss you but we’ll have all the time in the world when you come back.” – PLEASE DON’T DO THAT TO ME OKAY???? OKAY??? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH MY LEGS ARE SHAKING (MAYBE IT IS THE VODKA IDK)

DON’T DO THAT TO ME MY HEART IS RACING

to distract myself from crying i will now imagine roger being mad af because he thinks that celia and harry had like sex for 2 days straight lol (straight is the wrong word anyway here)

She was helping me fold my shirts, stealing kisses now and then – awww evelyn being cute is one of my fav things!!!! we love a cuddly and soft evelyn don’t we

yes we do

“Wanna learn French, love? I can help, if you wish – real french or french in bed? lmao i am the worst

Cece – i love this damn

I liked when she called me Cece, the pet name she picked for me. It was a shortening of my real name ‘Cecelia’, the one I rarely used after I changed my name to ‘Celia’. Evelyn once told me that she loved them both but that she found herself repeating and savoring the sound of my real name far too often than she would like to admit. I would smile so brightly whenever she called me ‘Cece’ because nobody had ever called me like that before. It was Evelyn’s way to call me, her way to say: for the rest of the world you might be Celia St. James, to me you are Cece, Cece Jamison, and I love you just the way you are. – STOP!!!! STOP STOP STOP STOP WHAT ARE YOU DOING I CANNOT HANDLE THIS!!!!!!!!!! I CANNOT HANDLE THIS!!! AH DAMN I LOVE THEM SO MUCH IT’S UNHEALTHY! I DON’T EVEN HAVE WORDS!!!!

i love their love and i love how much they love each other and how soft evelyn is with celia aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah this is so gay i love it

I must admit: it stung at first. Harry came first once again…for once since we were lovers, I wanted to be the first person she would discuss her plans with. – i totally get that. she should have to CECE about it earlier

Nouvelle Vague Evelyn… me gusta hahaha also i wish that movie with her was real, even the thought of it has me almost drooling… ok this is bad i am a bad bi ugh

(i love how everyone wishes to see her boobs in the film but the only one who truly sees all of it is CELIA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH in your face gross men)

“what’s the City of Love without your sweetheart holding hands with you and kissing you by the Eiffel Tower? Questions, dearest Cece, questions…” – BRO! can i receive a card like this too? i would probably not survive it tho

She also wrote me a few letters, asking about me and sharing updates about her meeting with this or that producer. Some letters were awfully romantic, like the one that recited: — dear lord, i need that vodka now

“What can I say? I was right and I stand for my words” she said, taking my hand into hers and placing a kiss on my wrist. – bro… just straight up kill me okay? dear lord how can i handle this… i’m almost out of vodka

I never let her letters go unanswered, sending back passionate replies, pouring all my affection into each word. – i bet you did, cece!

The truth, Cece, the whole truth – this has lowkey mafia boss vibes and i am here for it

Max Girard is and will always be a highly questionable and rather disgusting man to me – hahahahahahahaha i am laughing out loud i love this. the ‘rather’ should be ‘extremely’ instead because he is a filthy gross ass dog

she flourished, blossoming like a beautiful flower. Never before she had looked so free, so wild and sensual as she did playing the role of that American tourist who stumbled into two petty thieves and embarked on a trip in the mountains with them. – Well, I wish I could watch this movie… And Celia sounds a tiny bit horny here haha i am here for it tho, i mean i totally get that. and she’s lucky… that wild and sensual woman is her GIRLFRIEND AAAAAAAAAAh

She teased the viewer, she played them like a fiddle but with a grace out of this world. – not only in movies lol

I don’t think it’s absurd to claim that Evelyn Hugo was truly born in that moment. She emerged from the French lake water like a nymph, like Venus on the shore of the Greek sea. – damn this is poetic. this chapter is so good! wow! so many feelings!!! where is my vodka

this is so gay i love it

I drove home to her barely containing my excitement. – hahahahahahaha

She was so different from the girl I admired on screen earlier and I loved the dissonance. The wild and sensual Evelyn Hugo everybody fell for wasn’t necessarily a lie, she was like that too, but I have always liked seeing the other side of her true self, when she let her guard down and let me look at her. At Evelyn Herrera. – great, every single word makes me go !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! even more than the word before. sweet jesus. how can i survive this. oh lord, help me. this is so beautiful and gay i cannot handle it. help me good god (i sound very religious lmao)

I pulled her closer and wrapped my arms around her waist. —- now kiss!!! (and more…hehe)

“Hold on, you’re not saying that just because of the lake scene, are you?” – oh evelyn!!!

“Even if that scene wasn’t bad at all. It gave me an idea or two…” – not me swallowing hard and blushing and now opening my window again sweet jesus

I made to kiss her again but she broke our embrace and parted from me. She loved to deny herself to you at times only to make you desire her even more. – ummm evelyn hello??? i was expecting something now ugh

“The slowing down and cutting just at the right time…it was all my idea,” she said, giving me her back, swaying. “Oh,” I said, crossing my arms, my eyes never leaving her. “You are such a tease, Evelyn.” – sweet jesus i cannot breathe

She looked at me over her shoulder, before facing me again. She raised an eyebrow at me, playful and flirtatious. – i am blushing please make this stop aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah oh god this is so good and this is so evelyn!!! this is perfection and it makes me wanna open every single window in my apartment as it is a bit hot in here oh god I CAN SEE HER FACE RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME AS IF I WAS WATCHING A MOVIE OH MY GOD

“I thought you liked a little tease, Cece.” – NOOOOOOOOOOOO OH MY GOD!!!! NO EVELYN DON’T DO THAT TO ME OH MY GOD!!! how can celia survive this? how did she not just jump on evelyn in that moment because that is probably what i would have done oh god i should shut up. i love how she says this as if she had done this only for celia that is so hot and so good!!

I laughed softly as she started unbuttoning her shirt and flashed me a sultry smile, beckoning me over. – oh god. i need church. i need church. and i am out of vodka. also why does it stop here? we cannot leave everything to our imagination hellO?????????

yeah stab me with that last sentence

#fanfic #fanfiction #tshoeh

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catastrxblues · 9 months

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INTRODUCTION !!

currently shadowbanned which means i can't interact in ANY way at all through this blog so sorry if you replied to my posts or mentioned me and i haven't responded 😭

“our sheer capacity for a feeling has got to be so unwieldy that we staggered under it, like atlas with the weight of the world.” — oliver marks, if we were villains.

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⛧ okay so hi! i’m nadine. she/her. muslim. student. apparently an isfj. virgo. afternoons enthusiast. #1 full machine by gracie abrams enjoyer. think about everlark a lot.

┏ i like to read, watch, and sometimes write. but nowadays i really just prefer rotting and decaying on my bed because school is absolutely exhausting and i have no better idea than to use all my spare time for simply sleeping.

┏ STEM at heart, but sometimes all i really want to spend the rest of my life doing is reading, pondering over poems, learning to bake, crying over songs, writing in an immense amount and is good at it, working at a bookshop, collecting so many books that i have sagging bookshelves on the walls of my room, watching the moon, examining the stars, and enjoying the afternoon sun in a meadow or hills or somewhere with running creeks and flowers (but that's unrealistic so)

┏ i come on here to reblog, read fanfics, and rant about my obsessions (and also my life so sometimes this actually does feel like my little messy personal diary- that's a warning by the way)

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-> currently reading : the ballad of songbirds and snakes by suzanne collins, six of crows by leigh bardugo,

-> currently watching : gilmore girls s2, brooklyn nine-nine s1, the summer i turned pretty,

-> some favorites :

(books) the hunger games, percy jackson / riordanverse, a good girl’s guide to murder, hp & the marauders, nevermoor, if we were villains, anne of green gables, djats & tshoeh, keeper of the lost cities

(artists) taylor swift, gracie abrams, phoebe bridgers, lorde, conan gray, sabrina carpenter, olivia rodrigo, maisie peters

(movies) mcu, romcoms, little women, thg adaptations, legally blonde, clueless, bridge to terabithia, lady bird, barbie, heathers, before sunrise

(tv shows) bridgerton, stranger things, heartstopper, jatp, asoue (show), disney channel shit (both), alexa and katie, nhie, lost in space (2017)

*(the italic ones are the ones i currently actively (and sometimes intensely) hyperfixate on on this blog!)

(+) fictional characters

[ i also will like to add that i am a peeta mellark, katniss everdeen, percy jackson, annabeth chase, anne shirley, jo and amy march, pippa fitz-amobi, and ravi singh enthusiast & i will defend them to the end of the earth thank you <3 ]

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sideblogs & others

┏ i have a writing blog!! (@kitchentablebillsaredue) it’s not exactly a fanfic blog, just a blog to post all of my miscellaneous semi-personal mess <3 (it’s collecting dust right now because i didn’t realize how hard it will be to get myself to post some writings on even a small corner of the internet whoops)

┏ i created another (actual) sideblog because i was bored and i thought why not. it’s @andillwatchh (as in a reference to that famous little women 2019 scene) and it’s for some movies/shows insanity etc.

┏ another one thank you. @iborrowlibrarybooks mostly for bookish things & moodboards.

by no means this is a consistent fandom blog by the way, i'm just really annoying and can't stop talking. but yeah that's it!

#look i made it!!#(i ended up spending the entire afternoon making this instead of continuing my reading but oh well)#i’m not sure how to tag this though #blog intro #intro post #fandom shit #<3 #will be updated as needed #nadirants

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actively-anxious · 6 months

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Man if TSHOEH had only come out a decade earlier we could have gotten a faberry Celia/Evelyn fanfic

#calling out into the ether #faberry #tshoeh #glee #faberry fanfiction #rachel berry #quinn fabray

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youareinlove · 3 months

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*tshoeh = the seven husbands of evelyn hugo

#hyperspecific poll #poll #my polls

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thatskepticalbitchcara · 2 years

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You're gonna hate me but i kinda enjoyed tshoeh (i had to think about it lmao). I dont think the book is life-changing in any way and i didn't like a lot of things about it (like how obsessed and focused on Evelyn's boobs the book is, especially considering the author is straight i believe, and the whole why did she give this interview to this dumbass plot is not that great) but it was entertaining enough, i read it in one afternoon and i kinda cried at the end. At the very least if we compare it to other similar books, this one is original enough and at least has a wlw couple. Anyway at the end of the day it just goes to show how we need more lgbt novels cause this one is one of the better ones imo. Insert "i aint reading all that, im happy for u tho or sorry that happened" meme

no i’m not gonna hate you! i also found it entertaining enough and teared up a bit at the end. for me, the issue is partly personal ill admit that cough cough kaylors acting like it’s their bible and taylor ghost wrote it. but the main problem is that it’s .. objectively not well written? like taylor jenkins reid isn’t a good writer? i’ll give her this: she recognizes a story when she sees one & she would be well suited to be on a creative team for tv or film. but her actual writing is NOT GOOD. like at all. she tells you exactly what is happening and what to think and feel. she writes like an amateur fanfic writer. not a 4+ stars on good reads everyone shitting their pants to praise her level. and everyone going on and on about how amazing she is makes me feel like i’m on the outside of an inside joke.

her books are perfectly entertaining in the way a soap opera can be entertaining or those YA mystery novels you read as a kid are entertaining or decent fanfic about a couple you ship is entertaining. acting like it’s more than that is INSANE. it makes me think genuinely she buys her reviews or has extreme connections getting her name out there like this because no way surely not everyone reading these books and thinking they’re good???

daisy jones & the six is even worse than evelyn hugo. it’s literally just fleetwood mac and then ripped off almost famous. she is so bad at writing - like i called her out about the tell not show aspect of TSHOEH - that she had to make the entire book in the form of an interview because she has no idea how to write. you can’t convince me anyone read that book and got attached to the characters or thought she was actually doing something new and orginal??? how!??

the thing that makes me the most frustrated is that on paper.. these are two ideas i would absolutely eat the fuck up. closeted gay old hollywood actress has a secret wife? dysfunctional band enjoys the highs and lows of fame? love the concepts! her executions are just not praise worthy and especially not to the extent she is praised.

i’m not mad at people enjoying them. i’m frustrated with feeling CRAZY for hearing her hyped up 24/7 when she’s an objectively bad writer.

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literateish · 2 years

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books i’ve read in august

1. a court of thorns and roses by sarah j maas

this book was okay! honestly wasn’t that interesting until the last third of the book when the plot suddenly picked up and with feyre being under the mountain.

3.75 / 5 stars

2. a court of mist and fury by sarah j maas

so much better than the first book!! i loved it, there was a good ratio of plot to romance. it was interesting. not the greatest thing i’ve ever read but i had no issues with it.

4 / 5 stars

3. a court of wings and ruin by sarah j maas

think i may be one of the very few people who prefer thing book to acomaf? absolutely loved the plot with this book, so much more tense due to the war

4.25 / 5 stars

4. a court of frost and starlight by sarah j maas

i did not like this book. it was basically a fanfic of acowar? also it kept switching between first person and third person. which was driving me insane. the only good parts was that there was just a lot of fluffy found family content.

3 / 5 stars

5. a court of silver flames by sarah j maas

the sexual tension in this book >>> nesta and cassian as enemies to lovers was impeccable. my only issue with this book was that there was hardly any plot for the first half and so it got kinda boring

4.25 / 5 stars

6. book lovers by emily henry

least favourite emily henry book but it wasn’t a bad book? i related to nora a lot and it was just a good romance book. nothing too special

4 / 5 stars

7. sorcery of thorns by margaret robertson

it was a good book and the characters were great but i feel like i needed a lil bit more world building because i got slightly confused at times

3.75 / 5 stars

8. malibu rising by taylor jenkins reid

honestly not as good as tshoeh or daisy jones, but it was still amazing. i loved literally every character and got so invested. i love tjr’s writing

4.75 / 5 stars

9. the poppy war by r. f. kuang

this might be my favourite fantasy book. i loved it so much. i love every character - they’re all amazing. and the plot >>> i need to read the other books in this series asap

5 / 5 stars

10. forget my twice by carina taylor

i was given this ARC to review and it was great! just a regular rom-com book, nothing special about it but it was a good easy read

3.5 / 5 stars

11. love on the brain by ali hazelwood

this was a great enemies to lovers rom-com. personally one of my fav romance books - i especially loved the fact that the main character has dysautonomia as i have a chronic illness that causes me to faint a lot and i loved seeing the representation

4 / 5 stars

12. finding audrey by sophie kinsella

not a massive fan of this but i loved the depiction of anxiety, my main issue with it was that it slightly promotes the idea that mental illness can be cured by getting a boyfriend

2.5 / 5 stars

13. pride and prejudice by jane austen

i love this book so much. it will forever be a favourite of mine. mr darcy and elizabeth’s romance will always be the blueprint for enemies to lovers. it’s perfection.

5 / 5 stars

link to my bookstagram post about the books i’ve read in august

#i’ve never read this many books in a month before lmao #my fav book of the month is a tie between the poppy war and pride & prejudice #han’s books #booklr #book recommendations

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queerchoicesblog · 2 years

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TSHOEH Fanfic Masterlist

When We Were Young, Celia St. James POV Series

Chapter 1: A Star Is Born

Chapter 2: Little Women

Chapter 3: Milk Shake Talk

Chapter 4: The New Queens of Hollywood

Chapter 5: Clouds in The Sky

Chapter 6: A Night for Two

Chapter 7: The Premiere

Chapter 8: The After Party

Chapter 9: The Morning After

Chapter 10: Can't Help Falling In Love (NS*W)

Chapter 11: On Top of the World

Chapter 12: Paris, Paris

Chapter 13: Trouble In Paradise

Chapter 14: What Happens In Vegas

Chapter 15: The Great Pretender

Chapter 16: John, The Brave(r) Man

Chapter 17: I Get Along Without You Very Well

Chapter 18: 1967

Chapter 19: Under the Capri Sun

Chapter 20: Winds of Change

Chapter 21: Our Men

Chapter 22: Ups and Downs

Chapter 23: Connor

#the seven husbands of evelyn hugo #tshoeh #tshoeh fanfics #evelyn hugo #celia st james #celia x evelyn #evelyncelia #wlw love #taylor jenkins reid #masterlist #Spotify

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joysmercer · 2 years

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“And the Academy Award for Best Original Screenplay goes to Nina Martin, The Chosen One.”

Nina closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. When she opens them, she sees Luke next to her, beaming. Nina gives him a quick kiss and squeezes his hand, then stands up and walks gracefully to the stage, gently lifting the hem of her baby-pink gown as she does so.

It takes her a moment to find the teleprompter screen at the back of the theatre, and it hits her just how many people are watching her speak right now. She takes another deep breath to calm her nerves – you’ve gotten through much worse than this, she tells herself – and starts.

“The story for The Chosen One first came to me about fifteen years ago, when I was attending a boarding school in England not unlike The Fairhall-Stanley Academy. My first year there, I was tasked with writing the school play, and I was also cast in the lead role, the one that would eventually evolve into Samantha Fairhall.”

Nina pauses and scans the audience again. Many are her friends – some (Luke) are much more than that – but none of them know the full story of how she managed to write one of the most famous screenplays of the year. Indeed, only about seven people in the world would.

Nina has just about a minute left to say what she wants to, but she’s not sure how to put it into words. She sighs and looks back to the teleprompter.

“I would like to thank my wonderful team, Cassie, Evelyn, and John for being there every step of the way; our director Robert, and Natalie, Ashley, Blake, Jasmine, Andrew, and the rest of the super-talented cast and crew for bringing these characters and this story to life exactly how I imagined; and my late grandmother, who encouraged all my childhood dreams and to whom The Chosen One is dedicated to. And of course, my husband Luke and daughter Sarah, for their incredible support and late-night ice-cream runs. I could not have done any of this without you.

And to the original cast of that play I wrote back in high school–”

And that’s where she sees them, next to each other in the back row of the upper level. Amber, dressed to the nines (as she should be, having styled nearly everyone else present at the ceremony, including Nina herself), Patricia in an emerald suit and her face arranged in an all-to-familiar smirk, and Fabian, the same kind, brown eyes she fell in love with so many years ago now shining with pride. He catches her eye and sticks his tongue out. Patricia whacks him and gives her a little wave, and Nina lets out a small chuckle.

A chill stillness fills the air; a beat passes before she starts to speak again, this time directing her words to that back row.

"I can confidently say that I would not be here today without you, any of you. this is as much your story as it is mine, and nothing or no one is ever going to change that. I love you all, so much.”

Nina watches as her three friends slowly lift a hand over their eyes. She does the same in response, and the audience breaks into thunderous applause.

It’s not until the next day that people start to wonder why she used her left hand instead of her right, and it takes nearly a week before someone notices that the eye-shaped locket around her neck briefly glowed a faint red as she did so.

#house of anubis #house of anubis fanfiction #hoa fanfic #nina martin #fabian rutter #patricia williamson #amber millington #fabina #this is the result of me reading tshoeh and then immediately binging hoa lol #also unedited because im supposed to be studying rn #my writing #ALSO before anyone calls me out on this #i hc that eddie mailed the locket back to nina after the osirian died #since he had no use for it aynway #and sarah and given it to her u know #myposts

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emptysatellite · 3 years

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what a feeling to be right here

Ao3

“Are you Evelyn Hugo?” asked the bubbly, brunette waitress who had been working at CC Brown’s for as long as Evelyn had been in Hollywood.

“No,” Evelyn smiled as she shook her head, handing the woman a five dollar bill. She picked the treats off the counter after slipping her wallet into her handbag. “Of course I’m not.” She was almost positive that the same waitress asked her the same question every single time she’d been in the little diner, and Evelyn always replied the same way.

The waitress tapped her chin. “No, no, you have to be. I’ve seen Little Women, like, a million times. You look the exact same.” The response to Evelyn’s rebuttal never changed, either; she’d apparently seen Little Women millions of times, which just didn’t seem possible to her.

Evelyn gave a loud, breathy laugh. “That’s extremely flattering, but I’m not Evelyn Hugo.”

She didn’t give the other woman a chance to respond before turning away from the bar and walking out of the diner.

Evelyn strolled out to Celia’s baby pink convertible, where Celia herself was tapping on the steering wheel, humming along to the radio. Upon seeing Evelyn, she lifted her sunglasses off her face and smiled brightly.

Evelyn got in the passenger seat and handed Celia her drink. “One chocolate malt, for you, my dear.”

“Thank you,” responded Celia, taking a sip. She paused. “What did you get?”

“Strawberry milkshake,” she replied, plainly.

“Ooh, nice!”

“Do you want to try it?”

“Yes, please.”

Evelyn held the milkshake out to Celia and the redhead took a sip, Blue Suede Shoes by Elvis Presley blasting from the car’s radio system.

“Thank you,” Celia pulled away. “Would you like a sip of mine?”

“Sure.”

Celia offered her malt out to her girlfriend, who immediately took a sip.

“Thanks,” Evelyn said.

“No problem,” Celia placed her drink into a cupholder, using her now free hands to fluff her ponytail before resting them on the steering wheel.

She switched the car into reverse, pulling out of the parking spot and into the street. She turned the radio down a notch, glancing over at Evelyn.

“Where to?” she asked.

“Anywhere I can be at your side,” Evelyn replied, milkshake still tight in her clutches.

“Can do,” said Celia. “Perhaps some swimming in Malibu? I have swimsuits in the trunk.”

“Malibu sounds great but why?”

“Why what? Why Malibu?”

“No. Why do you keep swimsuits in your car?”

“Oh, just in case,” Celia shrugged like it was nothing. “I always want to be ready in the event my beautiful love wants to go to the beach.”

Evelyn couldn’t stop the blush that crept onto her cheeks. Celia noticed immediately and removed a hand from the steering wheel, to pick up Evelyn’s free hand and kiss it, softly.

Butterflies swarmed in Evelyn’s stomach and, in that moment, she remembered what it was like to be in love.

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Wind tousled Evelyn’s golden curls as she and Celia ran, hand-in-hand, towards the water. The waves crashed against the shore, the foam sucked back to the blue sea by the quick current.

The two hit the wetted sand at the same time, kicking off their sandals before throwing themselves into the surf.

“The water feels great!” exclaimed Celia. “So refreshing!”

Evelyn brought Celia closer to her, wrapping her arms around her shoulders. “I love you,” she whispered.

Celia’s eyes sparkled as she replied, “I love you too. More than anything.”

“I love Celia St. James!” yelled Evelyn upon her girlfriend’s response. “I love Celia St. James!”

“Evelyn, someone could hear―”

“No one’s around,” she insisted. “And, if there were other people here, I don’t care! I love you! I’m sick and tired of hiding that from the world.”

Evelyn scanned Celia’s face, searching for something, anything, that would remind her Celia felt the same.

Celia suddenly smiled, widely, and shouted, “I love Evelyn Hugo! So goddamn much!”

Evelyn laughed, bringing Celia’s lips closer to hers. As her breathing evened, Celia closed the space, interlocking their lips.

Someone could have seen, they both knew, but they didn’t fucking care. They had each other and that was all they would ever need.

#evelyn hugo #celia st james #tshoeh #tshoeh fanfic

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