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endless-vall · 6 years

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Drunken nights and realizations - Hunt x MC fanfic

Summary: After successfully convincing Hunt to go out with her to a night in the town, Freya gets really drunk. As it turns out - she’s a talker when she’s drunk, and between all the nonsense she mumbles, Hunt realizes he’d fallen in love with her.

Author’s note: I saw the otp question’s question “Who gets extremely corny and murmurs sweet nothings in the other’s ear when drunk?”, and while this isn’t exactly the case in this fic this is what initially inspired it.

I realized Freya is naturally very composed, and while she’s more carefree than Hunt (It’s not really an accomplishment a cactus is more carefree then Hunt come on), she’d be even more fun & adorable when she’s tipsy.

I have a few other Hunt x MC wips atm, but I wanted to finish this fluffy piece first.

I started another course about two weeks back, so I’m super busy and I don’t get to write as much or as often as I’d like, but this little fluffy piece just felt really right 😁

Hope you’ll like it!

When did you know? When was the moment you fell in love with? If you had to pin-point the exact moment you realized you were in love with her/him, when would you say it was?

Those were frequently asked questions when it came to love and relationships.

And usually, the stories following it were full of romance and extravagant gestures.

Utter trash, if you ask Thomas Hunt.

Because if you ask him, love isn’t measured by the number of grand gestures you’ve pulled out, or the number of romantic places you’ve crossed from your list.

No, it was about the precious moments, the ones you cherished, the ones you prayed would go on forever.

And sometimes, just sometimes, you’ve realized it in the silliest ways possible. Not at all like Hollywood portrayed it to be, but then again - Hollywood got a lot of things wrong.

Still, even with all of that - Hunt never thought he’d realize it that way, too.

It happened one night after they’ve started seeing each other.

The production was swinging in full motion, and kept a secret from the outside world, much like their relationship, at the given moment.

Freya convinced Thomas to go out to a night in the town with her, promising to secure a secluded place where they won’t be bothered.

Josh Morello, the renowned comedy actor, was the only familiar face there, and he winked at them as he ushered them into a private night club with surprisingly decent music and tons of people who... For a chance, did not care who was he.

A night club might not have been Hunt’s cup of tea, but it was a nice change of pace from their usual date nights, and letting loose and dancing with Freya as close as he wanted to, in contrary to the few formal dances he’d shared with her, was definitely something to be thankful for.

Admittedly, Freya did most of the ‘letting loose’, rather than him, but it was still nice to relax for a bit and watch her as she mingled stress-free and blissfully around the crowd.

The only downside of the evening, was how wasted she seemed to be in the end of it.

And even that would be a stretch to call a ‘downside’, since she’d acted surprisingly cooperatively and didn’t cause much trouble when Hunt suggested they call it a night and get her some water and air.

He called a cab and gave his home address, cursing at himself for not taking his car out tonight.

Freya was resting her head over his chest, mumbling happily at Hunt, even if her sentences didn’t make much sense.

He played along, nodding and giving ‘huh’s and ‘oh’s to make her keep going, before thanking the cab rider when they arrived.

“Here,” He helped Freya out, and fumbled with his keys before opening the door widely.

“Let me just grab my car keys and we’ll be out-” The hour was late, and if they would be spotted together, leaving the house tomorrow there’s ought to be talk and-

“Nu-uhh,” She plops down on his couch before Hunt can say anything.

“Excuse me?” His eyes widen and eyebrows shoot up. He’s not scandalized but mostly in shock.

“I’m sleeping here tonight. And that’s my final word.” She determines, her eyes already fluttering close and she curls up into a ball, fitting herself on top of his couch.

“Freya...” He watches her for a second, taking in how, even in her sleep, the smile never leaves her face. She looks truly happy, and the thought he might have a hand in that happiness lights up a certain place inside his chest, one that did not burn for a long time.

When she doesn’t respond, and he realizes he lost that battle before it even started, he circles the couch and crouches near her legs. He takes off her heels and sets them aside, looking over and examining the rest of her body.

He shifts and sits down next to her. He runs his hand through his hair, his caress soft and loving.

“Do you want some pajamas at least?” He glances at her, wondering if she’s already deeply immersed in a dream or if she’s going to answer to him.

It takes her a few moments, but finally Freya murmurs out a response. “No I don’t really like jam...” Even though she heard him, she definitely did not listen.

Hunt snorts out, careful not to startle her awake too much. He brushes his fingers along her cheek, and she instinctively giggles in response, leaning into his touch.

“No, Freya, pajamas, like the kind you usually sleep in?” He tries again, simplifying it for her hazy mind.

He has to remember she’s not only exhausted and sleepy, but also still tipsy from the amount she drank at the club.

“Slipping? Slipping where?” She still seems not to get the hint.

He chuckled warmly and shook his head. “You’re adorable.” He can’t help but utter it out.

“No you’re adorable.” She immediately replies.

“Oh because that one you just had to get right.” It’s amazing, how even in her sleep, Freya seemed to be able to tease him, to have the upper hand.

Not that Hunt complained, not at all.

He was in the complete mercy of that woman, even if she didn’t know it yet.

He sat there for another minute or so, before Freya blinked at him slowly.

Her eyes were still mostly sleepy, and the way strands of hair fell out of place on top of her head made her look somehow even more beautiful, if that was even possible.

“Can you get me some pajamas to wear?” She asked, innocently, her eyes glowing in the dim light of his apartment.

“Sure.” The corners of his lips curled upwards, into a soft smile. As if he never even suggested it himself a few moments ago.

He stood up and went into his bedroom, to retrieve a set of pj’s Freya could wear.

When he turned around, a set of the smallest pajamas he could find in his closet in his hand, he was surprised to see her standing in the doorway. She was peeking from behind the door frame, stifling a yawn with one of her hands.

“Do you mind if I sleep with you instead? In your bed- I mean.” She blinks at him, like she’s fighting to stay awake. But she’s definitely awake at the moment and aware of her actions.

He hesitates, for a mere second, before handing her her clothes. “Sure.” He nods, and Freya breaks into a wide grin, beaming at him.

“Yay!” She muses, dancing a little, tired but happy dance.

As if she haven’t danced enough throughout the night.

Thomas is unable to ignore her any further, and pulls her in for a quick kiss.

Freya gives into the kiss, kissing him as messily and as enthusiastically as possible.

It’s over too soon, and he reminds himself they both have work tomorrow, so they should be getting to bed.

He slides off his jacket, and changes into something lighter, before slipping under the sheets, watching as Freya fumbles with the buttons of the shirt he’d given her.

“Do you need a hand with that?” He asks, his own voice sounding sleepier than he’d usually give away.

Freya shakes her head, decisively, before finally getting the hang of it and running with the rest of the buttons.

She sends him a mischievous smile. “Though you can definitely enjoy yourself and watch.” Her eyes glisten with playfulness as Thomas sucks in a breathe.

He takes a second to compose himself, shaking his head and sinking further into his pillow.

Freya giggles, before deciding to leave out the pajamas pants and climbing under the covers in nothing but Hunt’s shirt and a pair of silky underwear.

She cuddles closer to him, seeming already half in the process of sleep as his own hands wrap up around her.

Hunt watches her for another moment, savoring and cherishing it before his eyes flutter close and sleep threatens to fall over him.

“Good night, Freya.” He says in a low voice, feeling completely content with the moment.

“Good night, love.” He almost misses it. It takes her a while to respond once again, but when she does...

She makes Hunt’s heart race in his chest.

His eyes shoot open, but he does not dare move an inch.

Is that what it is? The warm feeling in his chest?

Admittedly, it wasn’t the first time Hunt had fallen in love...

But it hadn’t happened in a long time. He didn’t allow it.

But Freya seemed to sneak up behind all of his defenses and secure a spot in his heart.

Love... Huh?

He didn’t suppress the smile forming over his lips as he closed his eyes a second time, this time ready for sleep to wash over him, as he laid entangled with the woman that he... Loved.

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papercutsunset · 2 years

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2 and 16 for the WIP you were last busy with?

YAY! I love asks! I've been working on Unfinished Business (because a bitch forgot to finish part of the final fight scene and has been postponing putting up the final chapters, whoops), so that's where both of these are from.

2: Post a line from your WIP with no context.

"The afterlife, like, sucks ass with all the bureaucracy and red tape and shit. Can't I just, like, haunt a bitch?"

16: What would your characters be for Halloween?

So, fun fact! I actually did a little description of what some of these characters do on Halloween, since the story is set around Halloween 2019.

Eve had a very simple costume (lazy vampire) set up, but that's not something I mentioned-- especially because she died before Halloween, so it's not like she got to really dress up. Truth be told, I don't think she's the kind of person who dresses up in intricate ways for Halloween.

Willa dressed up as a cat in-canon, as a group costume with some of her friends. Now, she's definitely the kind of person to have a bit of fun with Halloween costumes and do something either very glittery or very bloody, just for fun.

As for everyone else, I also described this in the story:

"I don't have anything better to do. Mama doesn't usually let me help with the whole house-haunting thing-- I'm not spooky enough or whatever-- so Halloween is usually a drag."

I was sure that wasn't the reason. It was more likely because she was more prone to poking fun at people's appearances and insecurities than really scaring the shit out of them. I had seen the way she treated Jasper and Rosie in passing. Still, that was a useful skill that I knew I could utilize, especially as the plan continued to form in my mind.

"What happens on Halloween?" I asked.

"Your standard haunted house shtick. Mama puts the cleaver in her arm and yells at people, Piper does the creepy kid thing, Jasper recreates a scene from Idle Hands, Rosie recreates all that cult stuff she did forever ago... Some people think it's fun, I guess. It's not like they can see the house the way it, like, really is."

"Yeah, I guess so."

#thank you!!!!!#checking the mail #unfinished business

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therewasabrowncrow · 3 years

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New Year Update! Lockdown #2:

Last July we moved to a new place in Leith-- this is literally the second place we saw, the first we couldn’t visit- it had a virtual tour option only. We stood outside that building and speculated about our lives inside, our future room facing a freshly excavated burial site nearby where the tram line would go, and thus, we bounced.

This second place faced the tram line too- the main road and shops (now almost all shut) but we were at least indoors looking out.

This north facing room is my home studio for now. I have imagined this to be a working studio for at least two people so consider this an open invite

I am very happy with it, I came here in January with a motherboard, power supply, a fan and a flatbed scanner --Don’t buy an expensive laptop they said, assemble a desktop--it’s so much fun, they said-- I don’t regret the decision to not get a laptop now

Since the entire room was built during lockdown a lot of it depended on delivery and it took more or less 6 months. I still need to add an overhead rig to attach a camera so I can make more Earthsea fan art! Unfortunately my cheapo tripod broke and my Earthsea feed is stalled. Now that we enter proper lock down 2 I’ll wait and see until March what happens.

I was not able to pay towards any rent this year and my partner had to manage from his first full time job at the university but I was able to save and pay towards internet and utilities for all of next year (still not enough to half the rent yet) I also have enough to pay off a debt finally.

I got my first paid project before I moved here, from a classmate-- a short animation! I remember sitting in Calcutta with no equipment trying to figure how to put it together but I had a self initiated project from summer 2019 that I pitched to them and it worked! I could buy enough time for me to travel end of the year to the UK. My partner had already managed to find a place for us to house sit while the owners were away on sabbatical.

Luckily one of the owners of the house is a professional sculptor so I had access to art materials but I already had a portable mono print kit with me and I was able to put together at least two frames per scene in loop. By now I had the CPU case and Monitor in place (thanks to the owners who let me use it).

The film was done! It also made it to a few selections this year, thanks Helmie!

During this time I was working with Nia Thandapani on a STEM facilitator manual for Quest Alliance. She was making a workbook designed for girl students that look into representation, goals, dreams, and coding basics. She approached me after seeing the icon work for A Cloud Called Bhura and another illustrator on this project.

Pages from the book:

During this time Amphan was raging in Bengal and Assam. The little veranda garden I made for ma before I left was washed away.

Now it was summer. I had the opportunity to work with Numbi Arts on a more or less retainer until end of the year. I knew about Numbi before I left UK three years ago when I volunteered to document some of their live events. The Numbi projects were a blessing

This year Numbi were working to build a Somali Museum and they were able to successfully raise the funds. I am excited to see how it shapes up. I made visual comms (posters, insta ads etc) for their events-- mainly for Your Mother tongue is Gold. Thanks to Numbi I got referred to another community project which will start shortly.

I had a few projects with Storyweaver. One was in the works since 2019.

Written by Yamini Vijayan Your Body is Yours has been a really interesting project -- in the middle I was fully giving up because I didn’t think I had enough maturity and knowledge to visually interpret consent and boundaries. But reading up and questioning oneself during lockdown helped. I am actually looking forward to seeing more books on consent and personal boundaries by others. When I made my zine about periods I was told that there were more than enough projects on periods. I see literature and art about periods that I failed to address in the zine-- so it’s never enough!

The other was also based on body and anatomy art directed by Snigdha Rao who is my NID animation classmate. I really enjoyed our brainstorming and I am quite happy with the way we interpreted the texts

Towards the end of the year I got to work on a very simple book about anatomy again..this time a chilli plant written by Radha Rangarajan

I had a few quick editorial projects with Current Conservation:

The first one of the year was made with Clip Studio. As you can see I used every brush in the arsenal to show off -- this was me saying fuck you to Photoshop forever so I spent a lot of energy to perfect this. Rookie mistake.

Later in the year, I use another technique where I locate a theme in the text and try and find organic materials that best compliment it. I then scan or mono print the objects/material and use them as a digital collage. This direction works very well when timelines are tight and usually foreground the main theme of the story quite well.

I have been building a library of these textures and scans. They are free to download and remix from my Gumroad account.

I used this technique for Moo Dunnit by C.G. Salamander

The story is a case of missing vegetables so the mono print of corn, peas, strawberries, dhaniya, as base of the illustrations really helped.

By this time I was going in and out of it with the pandemic and the Lockdown both here and in India. So there were lots of apology emails to the editor and finally I just sat down and finished in one go. I don’t think I have been able to relocate myself fully from the anti CAA-NRC protests in Calcutta. Some scenes will remain.

I worked on two documentaries. One was Crutch and the other was Moving Upstream: Ganga.

Crutch had been in process for the last seventeen years! I met the directors Chandler and Sachi when I was in CA back in 2017-- the time I dropped next door to borrow a lighter from Chandler :P and told him that I do animations that “explain complex stuff” which fit the bill on what they were looking for: Someone to animate the insides of a pelvic joint.

I had a small tester project with them before I got signed up on this project. We had a sit down with the team and I had the chance to meet the artist Bill Shannon on whom the film is based. I will share more scenes from the film shortly. A large chunk of my studio costs came from this project, so yay

The other documentary was with Veditum about their river walk. This film also took some time to happen and I was approached when the team were already finishing up with their edit. I met Siddharth when I was in Calcutta-- we had been in touch via Insta for years. It is always exciting to meet your social friends IRL and I was thrilled to be part of this project. They were very clear about the direction so it was easy to put my bits into the film--Mostly animated overlays. I will share the trailer shortly!

We contributed my bit from the project to Association SNAP for Ramzan Ration Kits and the WB Emergency Relief Fund.

End of Autumn I got approached for a few projects-- one was for Story Museum with my classmate again. They were making small online storytelling sessions on popular fairy tales. I made a few illustrations for them that my classmate animated. It wasn’t extensive animation work, as the budget was quite small but I had a lot of fun exploring different styles for each fairy tale

The first one dropped on Youtube:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OXTL6tkQRzk&feature=youtu.be

She also gave birth towards the end of the project--this meant that our project needed to be planned thoroughly ahead of the deadline.. and we did it!

The other project running parallel right now is due to end in February. This is another collaborative project with Falana Films based in Bangalore. We have a bunch of deliverables -- a series of films on STEM awareness for girls and I am doing the animation direction.

It took a while for me to come up with a specific look but by the time the script was written, it helped massively with the visual direction. Initially I found it quite hard to build a visual language that would explain STEM thinking without us explicitly pointing an arrow at things. So we decided to focus on the assembling and dissembling of objects, compositions etc. I am quite happy with the direction now:

I appreciate the commitment Quest took to be inclusive and get as many different participants on board, thanks to Falana

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I wanted to make animations for a while and this year I had quite a few. I hope to make games next year. I made a bunch of fan art and WIPs and protest art and sketch notes this year, a lot of it made through bouts of different kinds of mental states.

I also joined local mutual aid and volunteer networks even though our socialisation was all online.

Ohhh did I mention the experience of applying for a visa in Brexit UK with an ongoing pandemic!

I wanted to make a living wreath for a family member and many who couldn’t make it during this pandemic -- out of all the projects, this took the longest and went through many iterations. This was in December and by now I felt tired and worn out.

#2020

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burtatethebees · 5 years

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October 27, 2019

wow, boys its been forever. I’m not surprised that I stopped writing on this blog. I’m not good at keeping up with things.

So run down of some things happening in my life

- There’s a boy I’m pretty sure is super into me, BUT I’m not really into him. I was low-key into him like two weeks ago but now that I've thought about it, I’ve realized again that I don't want to boyfriend because IM SCARED OF COMMITMENT! YAY

-We have a Halloween party scheduled for next week at the Club. IDK if anyone is gonna show up with snacks and stuff for the party though. We haven’t advertised it well enough I think. I hope people show up. I think we’re gonna watch Nightmare Before Christmas.

-My friends and I have started the Tyler Hate Club in our Horticulture class. He’s been saying weird things to me in class. We were talking about how you shouldn’t fertilize plants with human feces because the medicine people take mostly comes out in their feces so your plants will have traces of medicine in them. So he turns to me and says “your tomatoes will have birth control in them”. So what the fuck was that. That’s just really weird and uncomfortable. He DMs me on Instagram a lot about my stories. I put a picture of a mug my friend got me for my birthday that has a cat figure in the middle with the caption ‘what’s he thinking’. Tyler responds to my story saying ‘he’s horny’! That’s fucked up man. After that, I told him to stop projecting onto my cat mug. I posted something about the new BHNA season. It was a screencap of the big three in the new intro saying ‘Do I? Love? You?’. He said ‘yes’ i said ‘no’ he told me I was capping. I said I was telling the whole truth and nothing but the truth. He’s 18 and I just turn 16. Age gaps of two years aren't that much but in high school, it's too much. I’m very clearly not into him, but I think he’s finally got the message. He’s stopped talking to me in class and I blocked him from my story. I muted his DMs with me so I don’t see if he messages me. I can’t block him cause we’re officers in the same club and he might need to tell me something about the club.

- I started writing some more fiction. My first WIP, which prolly won't ever get finished, is about a girl in a witch school being stalked by a hot faerie boy. I’m trying to set it up as the beginning and a kinda funny meet-cute for them and it’s might be kinda like Tangled and how that was Flynn telling a bedtime story to their kids. Or maybe it will turn in an origin for them sneaking out on a cute date. That was my first idea.

-I’m going to see Spirited Away with Rebecca today. The AMCs around us do a Ghibli festival every year. This is the first time I’ve gone to it though. Last year I only caught Ponyo.

I say this every time I post but I really do want to make this a habit. It feels nice to be able to rant to the illusion of somebody. I can only rant about the same shit to my friends so many times before it gets old.

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