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jesslockwood · 3 years

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Pairing(s): Tom Holland x Actress!Reader

Warnings: FLUFF with a slightly (barely) suggestive sentence towards the end

A/n: damn I can't write anything except actress reader? smh but this is for @londonspidey ‘s sit-com Writing challenge (ik I'm early lol) but I was so excited I wrote the whole thing in one go lmao the prompt is bolded!

Calling yourself a fan was an understatement. You were obsessed with anything and everything marvel. And oddly enough, you could after today say you were in the club. It wasn’t a public fact yet, until later that day actually, at the Marvel panel at comic con that you were being announced as the actress for the character, Felica Hardy and no one else knew except for the people who cast you and your best friend who signed an NDA. You were technically still a known actress for your roles on television mainly as Thalia on the PJO Disney + series and a couple of still decently sized films.

You were currently wrapping up signing autographs for fans of yours for today. Your team had planned it out so it wasn’t suspicious that you were at the con with a few of your castmates scattered doing other junkets and press so people wouldn’t guess who they were acting as the cast for new marvel projects.

You had been planning to go meet your best friend, who wasn’t in the industry before getting a text that she bought you both a photo-op with someone and she wouldn’t tell you who. You couldn’t only assume it was a marvel actor that you would indeed, freak out.

Y/b/n: btw I brought you a mask. I get the wig lol.

You: please tell me it doesn’t cover my full face. Also, how are we posing?

Y/b/n: I bought as many photo ops as I could so a lot of different ones, And if I tell you the poses it’ll spoil it.

You: is this with the money I pay you to be my assistant with? Lol fine I’m omw with security

Y/b/n: maybe…

Y/b/n: and they’ll need more backup security for who we’re getting a photo op with than you do for your hellfire.

You roll your eyes before taking your stuff and exiting the booth, before heading out the backways with staff security and your detailed security for the day. You only had security because you wanted to explore the con when you weren’t needed.

Your best friend had also been your assistant for the con weekend, but you didn’t want her to be confined to you the whole three days so when she could, you would let her explore it, at least she could experience it as a fan, right?

When you made it to that part of the building, you wanted to wait in line with her, which your security didn’t agree to so she texted you when there were about five people ahead of her. She was one of the last in line, with you asking her to be kind, so others would get their chance to be first with whomever it was.

When she texted you and your detailed exit, getting a few stares and others taking their phones out to either take photos or tweet, you wave at them before joining your best friend in line.

“Here,” she says before handing you none other than a black cat mask before she puts on a red wig.

You glare at her slightly trying to not make a scene, before putting it on.

“I’m assuming you're Mary Jane?” you laugh figuring out that it had to be someone from Spider-Man.

“How’d you- never mind.” She laughs with you.

She then explains how she’s going to pose for your five photo ops, joking in between how she should “get a raise for this”.

You catch sight of him before sucking in your breath. This was either going to go down amazingly or terribly, there was no in-between with you.

“Excuse Me, are you Y/n Y/l/n?”

You turn around and are met by some fans who were standing in line behind you.

“I am! How’s your con going?” you ask politely to the two of them.

“It's going amazing! We love you as Thalia! Could we maybe get a picture? Only if it’s okay?”

“Of course! Thank you for supporting me!” your best friend grabs their phone to take the photo, before you take off the mask, and stand between the two fans, and your best friend snaps a few photos.

“Thank you so much! And Are you fans of Tom?”

You start slowly walking back to catch up to the line.

“Yeah, I love him as Spiderman, but I also enjoy his other roles. He's very talented, I'd love to work with him one day!”

“Have you seen him in Uncharted? We love Him as Nathan drake!”

“I have, he was amazing per usual! How are you two posing with him?”

They show you their innovative pose. You laugh and tell them it's great before you have to wish them goodbye before heading up for your turn for the photo op.

“How do we want to pose- hang on, I recognize you!”

You freeze slightly before your friend mouths for you to flirt. You look down at the mask in your hand before getting into character and saying “Of course you do Spidey, I'm always causing you trouble.” you put on the mask and wink.

He seems slightly stunned, laughing, feeling like he’s seen you somewhere, not only because he found you extremely gorgeous, while in his peripheral vision he sees his brother/ assistant, Harry waving like a madman on the side.

Your friend directs you both through the poses, first, one both him putting “webs” onto you as she looks over his shoulder, the second one, both of you kissing his cheeks, the third, all jumping in the air in your best superhero poses, the fourth one she gets a photo op alone and the last one she gives to you,

“Seriously, who are you?”

“Your Wildest dreams, baby,” you say, taking off the mask.

Your best friend yells “freestyle” from the sidelines before Tom dips you, gently, with you shocked, holding the mask out with your free arm and the photo captures that moment.

He gently helps you stand back up fully, not before you drop the mask.

“Nice moves Spider-Man.”

“Not so bad yourself, Black Cat.”

You laugh before, taking off with your best friend, well more her dragging you to the printing station leaving the mask behind. Tom picks it up before shoving it in his back pocket to hopefully give back if he could find you.

`You were sitting in the green room, trending on Twitter before you were actually supposed to be trending on Twitter, and god knows where else.

Someone had snuck a video of you and Tom, up till him dipping you, and a video of you interacting with the fans in the line.

Your Y/b/n was currently reading off some tweets out loud

“‘A kind queen we stan.’ I agree, I also agree with ‘Date her if you can't date me tom!!!’.

‘THALIA AND PETER PARKER??? My two fandoms have collided.’ same, same. Oo this one says, ‘if she ain’t playing black cat I will sue marvel.’ I'm dying at the reply ‘She needs to post the photos or I'll sue her!’. This one’s funny, ‘she could squash him like a bug in heels but he liked his queen like that.’.”

She pauses watching you texting.

“Y/n? Y/n?”

“What? Sorry I was only half listening. I was texting my publicist. She said to stay on the DL until tonight.

“Well we should get food, you haven't eaten since this morning.”

“By the way, your show has shot to number one on Disney +. Also, you have like three times the followers you had before, probably cause you're trending on every platform, even Tumblr!”

“Wow you should just become my social media manager now.” you joke trying to ease the joy yet weirded out feeling in your stomach.

“Does that come with a raise? Because after today I've spent way too much of what I'm paid.” she jokes back.

After finishing his photo ops Tom asked Harry who she was and to find out. By the time he finished autographs for the day, Tom and Harry walked to the panel room in the back for announcements, one that included him for the new Avengers movie, while Harry gave him the rundown.

“So she’s an actress, she plays Thalia on Disney plus’ Percy Jackson series, and that's her most known project. The other girl with her is her assistant best friend, and now she's trending everywhere. People dug up some old photos of her being a marvel/Spider-Man fan, so there's that. And she's here at the con for the rest of the weekend. She's doing photo ops tomorrow at one, and yes she's single from what I gather since you were looking at her like this.” he makes a weird face before tom smacks him.

“And plus you have time in your schedule to get a photo op with her, that is if you eat lunch quickly.”

That gave Tom an idea.

“Harry I’m going to need you to book me one, oh and help me find a Spider-Man costume!” He says, before leaving harry to do ‘assistant’ work. entering the green room for the announcements, watching them announce a new movie.

“We are so excited to announce to the Marvel Universe, and spider-verse-” that perked tom’s ears, “-directed by Gina Prince-Bythewood, and today we are announcing our amazing Miss Felicia Hardy, please give a warm welcome to the stage, Your Black Cat!”

You suddenly emerged in an aisle way, dressed in all black with a leather jacket, black ankle boots, and of course black sunglasses indoors.

The music is marvel music until it suddenly changes after a recorded laugh from you into “I can’t be tamed by Miley Cyrus”.

You start owning the music while saying hi and touching fans’ hands. You decide to take off your sunglasses and throwing them to a fan, for them to keep, before getting on stage.

“What a Performance from the one the only Y/n Y/l/n!”

You laugh, being met with the loudest applause you had heard all con before being handed a Mic.

“Thank you but I'm a terrible dancer.” You Joke.

Tom was staring at the screen stunned. You had been the black cat all along. You were in the marvel universe and spidey one, so he'd definitely be seeing more of you. The hard part is that you seemed so genuine when you talked, interacted with fans and was no doubt, stunning.

“Better close your mouth or the flies will get in.” Tom turns around to find the voice of none other than his friend slash bully, Sebastian Stan, along with Anthony Mackie.

“Looks like the kid has a crush!” Anthony laughs, pointing to the screen you were on.

“I-I don’t! I don’t even know her!” Tom tries to come to his own defense, hopelessly.

“She’s got you whipped already don’t even deny it.” Harry comes in, joining the teasing of one, Tom Holland.

“Maybe we can invite her out for drinks tonight, then fanboy over here can meet her, and then probably scare her off!” Anthony mentions.

“You haven’t looked on the internet? They’ve already met.” Seb says, before showing Anthony twitter.

Anthony stands there slightly shocked before bursting into laughter.

“Well, she’s damn well a keeper for Tom since she obviously likes him.”

A staff member peaks their head in the green room to tell Tom he’s up next.

“Well, that’s my cue to leave you two!”

On the other hand, you were on an adrenaline high from being on stage, and seeing all the fans. You knew tomorrow was going to be crazy, as you expected people to book your photo op left and right since the announcement.

You had decided to decline an offer from your fellow marvel universe castmates, Sebastian Stan and Anthony Mackie, which they so graciously told you that whenever you’re free, the offer still stood.

You had gotten to your hotel room seeing your phone blowing up on the social media apps for the second time that day.

You responded to the important stuff, before heading to bed, knowing it was going to be hectic.

You had been right, it was absolutely insane, the number of people who showed up. You had fully booked all your time slots for photo ops. You had seen so many people dressed up in marvel cosplay, ranging from Loki to Ironman, even some people dressed up as your character, which was wildly insane to see.

You had been nearing the end of the line and had enjoyed every moment with the fans, and you couldn’t wait for your autographing session later that day, to truly get a chance to talk to the fans and connect with them and how they felt about you being their beloved Black Cat.

After a few more photos, posing how they wanted, you see a fully dressed, head to toe, mask and all, Spider-Man. You had seen some spider-mans but most took off their masks to snap a picture. The person was the last in line.

“Hey Black Cat.” The southern American accented voice tells you, seeming very familiar.

“Hey, Spider, what poses do you have up your sleeve?” you ask kindly.

“I bought a few, Cat.” they laugh.

“Okay, You can do whatever a spider can right?” you pull out a line out of the comics jokingly.

“I can do flips if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Is that some kind of nerd pick-up line? Because it’s only kind of working.” you laugh.

“I really can, but this is one.”

He gets down on one knee, holding a black cat mask instead of a ring. The photographer captures the shocked expression on your face.

“I- Don’t- What- Spider I-”

“Ow My feelings…” Suddenly their voice changes into a British accent before they pull off the mask to reveal-

“Tom?”

“I guess you don’t have a spidey sense darling?” The photographer captures the moment without warning eating the moment up.

You laugh at that.

“I guess you found out my true identity Spider. And it’s nice to officially meet you, Tom.”

He laughs, just as nervous as you, he notices he has gotten closer to you and a strand of hair loosely is blowing in your face, so naturally, he pushes it behind your ear. Another snap of the camera can be heard.

“NOW KISS!” a voice belonging to your best friend yells from the side, mid-eating a churro.

You both laugh really hard at that.

The both of you calm down, slowly leaning lost in the moment. The camera snaps again. You both look at the photographer weirded out, and they just shrug.

“Wait can you actually do a flip?” you ask, pulling away, not wanting prying eyes aka the photographer, to pry in your business.

“I can, though I’d show you later, maybe in the greenroom?”

“That sounds naughty, but, sure.” you joke around.

He laughs before, you both take off from the area going to grab the photos.

After spending most of the day together when you could, you get Tom’s number, before heading back to your hotel room. He texts you as soon as you get back.

Spider: I had fun today, minus finding our assistants making out.

You: we should ‘snog’ too, it’ll gross them out ;)

You: I had fun too btw. Are you leaving tomorrow?

Spider: lol we should. And yeah an early flight, 6 am to be exact. Hbu?

You: Yeah me too... another day another dollar lol

Spider: ill miss you, Cat.

You: stop talking like we’ll never see each other again lol. As a matter of fact, come to my room, we’re watching a movie!

Spider: alright, I’ll order snacks.

You sigh smiling at your phone. You haven’t felt this giddy in a long time.

Your phone pings with a few Instagram notifications.

Tomholland2013 has started following you.

Tomholland2013 has tagged you in a photo.

You open Instagram to find the photo of him “proposing” to you posted.

“Ow, my leg, my- feelings...Welcome to the Universe, Cat.” the photo is captioned. You decide to post, the photo of him dipping you.

“So what do you say, Spider? Wanna help me pull off the Heist of the Heist of the Century?” you caption it, Before getting comfortable to watch a movie.

What an opportunity ;)

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princechae · 5 years

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All numbers divisible by 3! (I'm sorry for forcing math on you)

OOF okay let’s do this

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?: bubblegum!!

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?: listen…… it is impossible for me to choose a style or an aesthetic……… my closet is an incoherent mess……. but tbh if i had the money to go full-on goth i would (but not like. every day. bcs i can’t choose).

9. favorite smell in the summer?: that smell right before you know it’s gonna rain or a thunderstorm is gonna hit, also watermelons

12. name of your favorite playlist?: i really like listening to setlists from concerts i went to, the playlists are the band name & the date of the concert. also i have a playlist of soundtracks i like just called “soundtracks” bcs i’m uninventive, and one called “dnd” for songs that give me like. dnd vibes (mainly german medieval rock tbh)

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?: i just forgot every single book i’ve ever read in my entire life lmao but i think i had to read the giver??? which was good

18. ideal weather?: sunny but a lil cloudy, the kind of weather where you can wear a jacket if you want to but you don’t have to. also just rain in general when i’m inside, summer rain when i’m outside

21. obsession from childhood?: like an obsession i had as a kid??? i was one of those kids that read like every book as long as there were animals. warrior cats, guardians of ga’hoole, the wolf series she wrote after that, that bear series erin hunter wrote…. i was just obsessed with animals in general. like, i was a horse girl but also owls, wolves, dolphins, it was a whole thing. i have no idea how i’m not a furry tbh

24. favorite crystal?: bismuth! bcs bi

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?: sit inside and drink hot chocolate with too much whipped cream. also watch critical role lmaoooo

30. places that you find sacred?: it’s a bit difficult right now since i have a dorm room and nothing else, but my bedroom. like, people are welcome to be in an apartment i live in, but my bedroom is a whole other story.

33. most used phrase in your phone?: is there a thing where i can find this out?? bcs i never use like autocorrect or anything so idk how this works lmao but in text messages it’s probably “lmao”

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?: rage comics i think??? wait, no, the overly photogenic guy or whatever his name was. i think. idk i was on 9gag in like 2011 so anything from that time i think

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?: lemon meringue pie!!!

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?: jacket

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?: fantasy

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?: a FINEapple. no idk i’d just be a regular apple i think

51. current stresses?: i have no idea if i should change my major or not. also i wanna move out of this dorm.

54. what did you learn from your first job?: retail is hell

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?: various deaths in my family i guess? also that time my anxiety was bad enough that i had a panic attack first thing after waking up for a couple of weeks. i’m generally doing better mentally than i was a few years ago and i’m really happy about that!

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?: magical girl!!!!!!

63. five songs that would play in your club: idk i’d either play kpop or just meme songs lmao so like. all star but also i’m so hot by momoland but also take on me but also play it cool by monsta x but also heavy rotation by akb48

66. favorite flower(s)?: lily of the valley~

69 (lol). a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?: i learned a lot of fun facts from a german kids’ show so i don’t think i have many where i don’t know how i learned them

72. worst subject?: science. math. i actually got good at math for my final exams but those are usually the subjects i had anxiety-inducing teachers in lmao

75. when did you lose your first tooth?: i have no idea lmao but i do remember being like 6 and biting on an apple a lil too hard and then a tooth just fell out

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?: i hate coffee so sushi. it can actually be not awful depending on what store & where you are

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?: fireflies

84. podcasts or talk radio?: podcasts

okay they had two questions numbered 84 so here’s the other one

84. barbie or polly pocket?: i had both as a kid but i’m gonna have to say barbie

87. your greatest fear?: dying in a way that i’m painfully aware of it??? like drowning, suffocating, etc.

90. luckiest mistake?: i can’t remember any

93. nicknames?: doro, some people used to call me charlie bcs my middle name’s charlotte

96. desktop background?: a picture of the house in seoul where i lived for a few months

thanks so much for sending me stuff!!!

send me numbers~

#<3 <3 <3 #lemonflavouredcherry

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artificialqueens · 7 years

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But I'm A Cheerleader! - Chapter 11 (Aja x Farrah) - Millie

A/N: I realised today that Farraja is lowkey dead lmao but I’m still gonna write this. Enjoy!

Everyone practically clawed their way down the corridors the next morning, anxious to see Cynthia’s list on the gym door. Most of the girls had even got up early to make it to school as soon as possible - that’s how much the place meant to them. Miss RuPaul had put all of her trust in the two teams to make this decision, and everyone knew that she was dead serious about them doing well at the tryouts in a few months.

Aja and Sasha had walked briskly all the way to school, but didn’t beat their friends to the list. By the time they’d arrived, all the cheerleaders were gathered round the small sheet of paper, some looking ecstatic and a couple looking sorry for themselves. They peered over their heads, with no luck of catching a name.

“Let us through,” Sasha demanded, pressing against the crowd. They reluctantly parted and let the two girls take a peek. The paper read:

West Hollywood Cheerleader Tryouts - official team:

Bombers: Cynthia Eureka Trinity Farrah Peppermint Valentina

Glamazons: Aja Nina Shea Sasha Charlie Alexis

“No Jaymes?” Aja whispered to Sasha, eyebrows furrowed. She knew how talented Jaymes was and the passion she had, despite the constant self-doubt.

Sasha turned her head and spotted a somber-looking Jaymes stood against the wall. Kimora was slouched next to her, both of them mourning silently.

“Oh god, I can’t bear to see her upset like this,” she whispered back.

“Should we do something?” Aja suggested. “Comfort her?”

Before they could even push their way back out of the crowd, a fleeting figure and wisps of brown hair whizzed past. Valentina approached the two disappointed girls, her eyes soft but serious and her head held high.

“You guys listen here, okay?” she began, pointing her finger at them both. “Don’t forget that you’re amazing at cheerleading. Don’t forget that you perform every week for this team.” The rest of the cheerleaders went silent, turning their heads to watch the scene. “You guys will always be talented, no matter what that list makes you think; there’s nothing we could’ve done to change the organisers’ minds. So, don’t beat yourself up. That’s all.”

“Thanks, Val,” Kimora replied quietly, her face as still as stone and her eyes wide.

“Yeah, thank you,” Jaymes added, looking the same way. She’d never expected a Bomber to be so nice to her.

Valentina smiled at them both, and then turned to the other girls. “You’re all amazing, okay?” she reassured. “All of us are.”

Trinity let out a whoop and clapped, encouraging the others to join in. They followed her motion, earning an even brighter smile from Valentina. Aja felt her previous annoyance towards the freshman simmer down - she wasn’t completely up herself like she’d expected. In fact, she was proving herself to be quite a caring, as well as talented, 15-year-old. Aja certainly wouldn’t have had the discipline and decency at her age, and she was only a couple years younger than her.

Amidst the clapping, Aja caught Farrah’s eyes on her, and she subtly looked in her direction. The two broke out into wide smiles, and Aja wanted nothing more than to pull Farrah and the rest of her friends into giant hug of celebration. Instead, they stayed standing where they were, their smiles not faltering, quietly relieved that their hard work had paid off.

Over the following weeks, the team worked unbelievably hard. Practice was now twice a week, on Wednesdays and Thursdays, and were now extended until 6pm. There were only minuscule breaks during the sessions, as Cynthia wasn’t allowing her new selection of cheerleaders to flop at the tryouts in a couple of months. It’d been a bad idea of Farrah’s to show her that video of a past team.

Now that practices finished later, Aja often found herself walking home with Farrah. It was barely getting dark at 6pm, and James and Chuck had most likely learnt their lesson, but the girl was still cautious walking home in the evening. They’d meet at the top of the road that faced their school, daren’t risking being seen together, and Aja would walk her to her house and make sure she got home safely. Sasha didn’t tend to mind Aja leaving without her. After all, she had Shea to walk with, and the two were now basically joined at the hip.

Farrah and Aja had, surprisingly, got much closer over the passing weeks. It wasn’t strange now for them to be at each others’ houses, and both their parents knew of their friendship. Both of their mothers were vastly different. While Aja’s mom was a fierce, serious, Puerto-Rican lady, Farrah’s mom had a relaxed and welcome expression, and spoke to Aja as if she was her own child. Not to say that they didn’t show an equal amount of love to their daughters, it was just their way of expressing it. Aja’s mom often left the two girls to themselves, and that was an arrangement that worked for everyone; Farrah’s mom was constantly asking them “are you sure you don’t want some cookies?” and, “Aja, why don’t you come round more often?”, or words to that effect. It was sweet and kind of adorable, and the way she sometimes almost demanded that Aja came over reminded her of Farrah’s neediness.

As Aja stepped out of the changing room doors, and she found Luis walking into the boys’ room with the other footballers. Sweat coated his hair and forehead, and in that moment it did amaze Aja how some of her friends could still find boys attractive in that post-exercise state. Two new guys, Jared and Bryce, had been recruited to replace James and Chuck, and needless to say, it was much more pleasant not having to stare down two criminals in the face every Tuesday evening at the games.

“Luis, wait up!” Aja called.

Luis turned around and smiled. “Aja,” he replied, breathless, “what’s up?” The rest of the footballers entered the changing rooms, and she approached him.

“We haven’t spoken in ages,” she said.

“Yeah, I noticed that. Football has me busy.”

“Your practices doubled, too?” she asked.

“Tripled,” he said. “Miss RuPaul is really serious about this being the best season, and Mr. Mathews and Coach Kressley are pretty adamant about practices, as well.”

“How are Jared and Bryce taking it?” Aja asked.

“Pretty well. They’re great at what they do.”

Behind them, the door to the girls’ changing rooms squeaked open, Alexis and Charlie emerging. Shit, Aja cursed to herself. Alexis would lose her shit if she saw her and Luis talking - not because she was into Luis, but because she thought Aja was. In fact, most girls thought the same.

“Ooh, don’t let Bob see you two,” Charlie teased, Alexis laughing along.

Luis rolled his eyes. “She’s not crazy. And she knows Aja from their neighbourhood, anyway,” he said.

“And I don’t like Luis like that,” Aja reiterated for what must’ve been the hundredth time.

“Sure, sure,” Alexis said, still giggling. Her and Charlie walked off, talking between themselves.

“They’re a little obsessed,” Luis chuckled.

“Yeah, most of them are,” Aja said. “Anyway, I’m gonna dash. I should get home soon.”

“Okay, see you soon. Nice talking to you.”

“You too.”

Aja made her way to the front doors of the school, knowing Farrah would probably be at the top of the road already. Frustration built up inside her, her friends’ teasing words angering her. She didn't really have a reason to be mad at them, and it certainly wasn’t their fault - they had no idea she was gay. But even so, Aja felt like they could’ve laid off a little; Luis was clearly tired of it, too.

Eventually, she reached Farrah, her brisk walking burning off some of her anger. She sighed and ran her hand through her hair nonchalantly, lamely disguising the fact that she was ever mad at all.

“What took you so long?” Farrah questioned.

“I was talking to Luis,” Aja replied, just waiting for another accusation that she liked him.

“Oh, yeah, Luis,” she said instead. “I haven’t spoken to him since… you know.”

They began their walk to Farrah’s house, and casually discussed their day. They’d talk about their classes, gossip, funny things they’d heard or seen. In all honesty, it was Aja’s favourite part of a Wednesday and Thursday. Farrah’s voice was so soothing when she spoke, and Aja could listen to it for hours. Even just telling her about some stupid shit one her friends had done was compelling. As well as that, Aja got to talk about whatever she wanted. Not that she couldn’t do that with the Glamazons, but it just seemed funner with Farrah.

“Anything interesting today?” Aja asked Farrah.

Farrah shrugged. “Not really,” she said. “But my dad called, apparently.”

“Oh?” she said, eyes wide. “What for?” Neither one of them ever discussed their fathers. The topic had come up once before, but was soon put to rest when they both realised it was a sensitive subject.

“He wanted to "check up” on us,“ Farrah said, mocking her father’s words. She scoffed. "As if.”

“What did your mom say?” Aja asked.

“She hung up on him.” She laughed.

Aja laughed along. “Good on her.”

Farrah sighed. “It’s strange to think that he called. I mean, he hasn’t given a single shit about us for so long, and now he’s calling out of the blue?”

“He probably wanted something,” Aja replied. “And this might sound harsh, but I don’t think he cares about you and your mom.”

“You’re probably right,” she said.

They’d reached Farrah’s house by now; it wasn’t near where she’d been mugged and it was only a short distance from school, but Aja respected her cautiousness and made the diversion from her usual route every week.

“I don’t thank you enough for walking with me,” Farrah told her.

“Don’t worry about it,” Aja said. “It’s no problem.”

The shorter girl quickly pulled her into a tight hug, resting her chin on Aja’s shoulder. Aja wrapped her arms around her and pulled her close.

“Again, thanks for walking with me,” Farrah said, pulling away again.

“Again, that’s alright. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She left Farrah’s house with a warm feeling in her heart.

#aja #farrah moan #farraja #millie #au #rpdr fanfiction #but i'm a cheerleader #lesbian au #cheerleader au #s9

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