Betty Gilpin (31) In Glow (TV 2017)

Betty Gilpin (31) in Glow (TV 2017)

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me: has super low activity also me: thinking about giving my oc a little sister and cousin bc b/etty g/ilpin, j/odie c/omer, and b/rianne h/owey all look like they could be related

or like, affiliated ocs?? i'm trying to convince my friends but dslfkjads;k

hi hi! i'm gonna try to write some stuff and queue up some stuff! i know y'all have been waiting a hot minute for me to get around to writing starters and answering asks but i'm working on it, i promise!

i'm not gonna do it. i'm just thinking about it, but i'm not gonna do it.

just a reimagining if the l/is creators had given us ndn rep but hey lol

          edwin  is  cute—really  cute.  it  isn’t  exactly  news  ( charles  has  been  able  to  acknowledge  his  best  mate’s  attractiveness  all  along )  but  the  way  he  acknowledges  edwin’s  attractiveness  certainly  is.  from  the  moment  edwin  had  confessed  his  love  for  charles  to  the  moment  charles  could  feel  their  lingering  hug  in  his  heart  to  even  now,  his  perception  of  his  best  friend  has  warped—but  in  a  better  way  than  he  could’ve  hoped  for.

          at  first,  charles  had  minor  worries  that  the  budding  relationship  of  something  more  would  squander  their  already  brilliant  friendship,  but  nothing  had  really  changed.  it  felt  more  like  that  something  had  been  added  to  their  relationship  than  stripped  from  it—a  welcome  relief  for  charles,  really.

          so,  he  can  tell  himself  that  edwin  is  cute  and  feel  the  urge  to  hold  him  and  give  him  little  kisses  without  any  underlying  issues.  while  they  haven’t  quite  labeled  themselves,  it’s  something  charles  knows  they’ll  have  to  discuss  eventually,  but  until  then…

          “ yes,  yes, ”  he  agrees  with  a  hum,  “ but  y’know  she  was  just  messin’  with  ya,  mate.  i’m  sure  she’d  agree  with  you…maybe  in  secret,  but  she’d  agree  nevertheless. ”  he  tilts  his  head  to  lightly  rest  against  the  top  of  edwin’s,  nestling  into  a  feeling  of  comfort  that  he  never  thought  he’d  get  to  feel  again.

          he  can  feel  his  olive  cheeks  darken  in  a  small  blush,  still  not  quite  used  to  their  flirtatious  bantering—as  much  as  he  does  enjoy  it.  he  can  feel  a  warmth  spreading  in  his  chest  as  he  responds,  “ i’d  dare  say  that  makes  two  of  us…  it’s…nice,  just  having  a  moment  together  like  this,  innit ? ”

it remains to be a foreign concept, the sensation of touch. nothing at all like the painful burn of iron or sharp sting of a cat scratch, the agony of being ripped apart by dolls in the depths of hell, but so undeniably real that edwin had long forgotten how it felt to actually feel in a way that wasn't negative. and to say he's grown to be a bit addicted to it would prove to be an understatement, but then again, perhaps it's just because it's with charles.

he regards charles' light-hearted words with a short hum, allowing himself to sink further against his side, seeking his comfort physically instead of only emotionally. the warmth that presses against him is still a bit staggering, but hardly unwanted.

"my garters are a staple of my look. i am positive she knows she could never recreate it in her own questionable wardrobe," he mumbles, still a bit sour about her teasing, mouth half pressed against charles' shoulder.

"but," he continues, softening as he allows his bitterness to simmer out, his tone growing quieter and perhaps even a bit sweeter around the edges. "i am alright. quite alright now, in fact.."