Used To Live Next Door To This Hispanic Family...and I Made Friends With Two Girls Named Wendy And Cristy...Wendy

Used to live next door to this Hispanic family...and I made friends with two girls named Wendy and Cristy...Wendy sadly had a facial deformity and one time I remember she got sick...idk with what...but I hate they have moved because of it...this was so long ago like 6 or 7 years ago...I remember one time Wendy was playing with friends as I was coming back from somewhere with my dad...just as I stepped out, I see Wendy approaching me for a hug....she was SUCH a sweet girl, and I miss her...idk where they have moved now but I feel like they don't live here in this apartment complex anymore...

I also remember one time, it snowed, and the whole family was out playing in it. Wendy and Cristy were making a snowman, and it was fun to watch them from my window. They used a whole carrot for the nose and these beads for the eyes. Once it started getting warmer, I watch everyday of that snowman melting away...

Then...the day came for them to move. I opened my window, just seeing Wendy had walked by and asked her what's going on. She just told they were moving, she didn't know why. I felt a pang of sadness in my chest, knowing this will be the last time I'll ever see them again.

Wendy surprisingly reminds me of myself when I was a little girl--sweet and innocent...I'm just hoping she is alive and doing well...😔

Made a Gif of Michael going up the stairs!

Imagine ANYTHING you want that comes from this! lol

I'm kind of dreading to go to this party tomorrow with my brother...one of his co-workers is throwing a b-day party...maybe, maybe not, I'll meet somebody...who knows...

And no...I won't be drinking I'm not a drinker...lol

Here are some more still shots of Michael Langdon cuz he's a comforting soul on c.ai...

heh 🤭

Okay so, when I first saw Cody Fern on screen for Jedi Survivor…I did NOT know him at all. I first saw his face and I’m like…”Is he supposed to be a famous person playing Dagan or something?”…After I finished the game, I looked into the cast and saw his name and now I’m like, “Okay, I DEF’ don’t know you…”, I looked through his profile and I see he’s famous for AHS and other movies as well…”He’s independent…” is what I was thinking. Independent actors have the right to vary what they want to act on without a contract and or permission I’ve learned. And after looking at all his roles, I can now say that he’s on my favorites list and a well-known actor to me!

hey, could you do Cal Kestisx reader from the grumpy prompts (16)? i would love you for ever

And I will love you forever for requesting a Cal Kestis story because ahhhhh this cinnamon roll owns my heart and I can't believe he's not talked about more in the fandom!

Cal x reader | 1k words

"Hey now... I'm not going anywhere. I'm gonna stay right here. Right with you." from this prompt list.

It was all becoming a bit too much for you.

You hated to admit such things. You'd worked hard in recent years to overcome fears and doubts and worries, to build yourself up into a decently functioning human that may not always be perfect, may not always have good days, but at the least embraced the world and all its crazy adventures with spirited gumption. And now... now you felt it all regressing back into that anxious, overwhelmed state of being from your youth. It would have been maddening, if it wasn't even more exhausting.

You'd collapsed by the lake some point earlier that afternoon. Another argument had broken out on the Mantis between the few of your friends that remained. The ship was docked in a clearing not too far away, central to some aesthetically pleasing views. Your favorite was the craggy hill that rose above the forest line, providing visibility of the rolling terrain and clear skies. But you hadn't had the energy to make it up there today. You'd slinked out of that ship as soon as the first passive aggressive words started getting thrown around, and you'd practically stumbled to your current spot on the lake before laying right along the bank and trying to rid yourself of the unwanted weariness that was threatening to settle itself in your very bones.

Your gaze shifted in and out of focus. Sometimes watching the rippling of the water before you, sometimes getting lost in the middle distance as your thoughts tried to untangle themselves from your feelings. You really, really didn't think you could keep going like this. Not with so many of your friends gone, and the few left constantly at each other's throats. Not when you were reminded daily of your lack of a home and purpose. And not even with that cute redhead around.... No, it was far too much for you to handle.

You weren't sure when the tears had started but they quickly soaked your cheeks and blurred your vision. You pushed yourself to sit up once your nose started getting stuffy, with your arms wrapped tightly around your middle and your head hung low to face your lap.

Too, too much.

You felt his presence before you saw it. You could always feel Cal. He was the one clear thing you could latch on to. You would normally force yourself to focus on his clarity, his stability, and then the overwhelming emotions would end up drifting away. But now he was anxious, you could tell as he sat next to you cautiously and carefully. And that wasn't a very calming energy to take in.

"Go," you said before he could do anything to offer you comfort. You weren't crying anymore, but your words came out in short bursts while you still tried to catch your breath. "Please, Cal... I just... I'm so tired. I'm tired and my head hurts all the time. I can't keep up anymore. I just... can't...."

He was silent for a moment, his eyes scanning your hunched form and his mouth drawn down in a tight frown. He really did feel worried.

You continued on, unable to contain the words that fought to express the heaviness of your spirit. "You all need to leave me here. I'm not worth the trouble. I'm just going to be a further burden and then everyone will start resenting me next and then next thing I know, I won't have any friends left. It'll just be me. So might as well cut me loose now while you still can."

Your breaths grew quicker as you tried to stave off the next wave of tears that threatened to fall. Surprisingly, you felt Cal scoot closer to you, placing his arm around you in an unprecedented move of physical comfort. He was always so respectfully distant in that way. And while it caught you off guard, you felt yourself lean into his embrace, seeking the solace it promised to give, despite the little speech you just had about needing to cut ties.

"Hey now... I'm not going anywhere. I'm gonna stay right here. Right with you."

You squeezed your eyes shut and tried to focus on Cal. He was still concerned, still upset to see you like this, but that inner strength of his wasn't completely gone. It was still there, ever hopeful, ever resolute. It didn't completely replace your own instability, but it was better than being left alone.

"We all get tired sometimes," Cal eventually spoke. "That's okay. You just need to rest."

"No," you shook your head, removing it from his shoulder. "No, it's more than that...."

"Maybe," he cut you off gently. "But have you tried? Have you tried to rest yet?"

You looked up at him with rueful, red-rimmed eyes, answering his question with just a single look. You whispered one more time, "I can't."

"Yes you can," he smiled softly. "I'll stay with you until you do. And then we can talk about whether you can keep going or not."

He spoke so decidedly, as if he was saying the truest thing in the universe. He believed in you. Every part of you. Even the strength you didn't feel you had any more.

"I'll send the others off with Greez and Cere to get supplies," he said. "No arguments. No research. No fights. Just you and me for a while. Should be plenty of space to rest."

"No." You were still fighting him. You weren't sure why. It was just so hard to accept that the solution could be so simple. "No, you all need to keep going. Don't stop for me."

"We're not stopping, we're resting," he laughed a little, bringing you back in to lean on him. "And don't you ever think you're not worth it. I'm serious."

You couldn't stop the tears now. You let them flow freely against Cal's shoulder, only slightly mortified at how quickly they seemed to soak through his poncho. But he didn't move away. He didn't complain. He let you work through whatever you needed to before you could let yourself rest. And even after you had exhausted yourself, he continued to do exactly what he had promised.

He stayed right with you.