≫ a collection of imagines for some of my favourite fictional characters and celebrities, part two.
(Gifs used are from google images, so credit to their rightful owners!)
I also post these imagines on tumblr x
summary: when a creepy fan gets too touchy with Skye in a meet and greet, she starts to see him everywhere and you're not too sure if it's true or if she's just stressed from work.
warning/s: mentions of substance abuse, mental illness and poor mental health, stalkers and just the general gist of everything bad that happens in the film.
author's note: okay so this was long overdue but it's finally written and will be two parts, just something that came to me a few weeks ago. Hope you like it!! it's set around the same time in the film, before Skye's comeback tour, but there's no smile demon, and it's loosely based around what happens in the film but not exactly that (it will make sense when you read it lol, enjoy!)
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"Do I look okay?"
I hummed, half listening to Skye, unable to tear my eyes from my laptop.
"It's not too casual? I didn't feel like dressing up today," she continued. "Especially because I'll have to dress up after and it's just too much, y'know?"
"Uh huh," I agreed, admittedly still looking at my laptop screen.
"You're not even listening."
"If I wasn't listening, I wouldn't be replying," I answered, scrolling through a spreadsheet.
There was a pause and then I let out a yelp when a cushion hit me in the face. I moved my hair from my eyes as I looked up in the direction it came from, realising Skye had thrown it. She was stood in front of a mirror, arms crossed and looking at me with disapproval.
"What was that for?" I asked with raised brows.
"You're ignoring me," she said with a frown, before dragging her feet towards me and flopping on the couch.
I sighed, looking over at her apologetically. "I'm sorry, I've just gotta sort this damn spreadsheet. One of the interns got into and saved over the top of it and now March doesn't have any content planned."
"First world problems right there," she said sarcastically.
I gave her a knowing look. "That's your social media content calendar in case you forgot. Do you want fans to come to your tour or not?"
At this, she began to chuckle, sitting up straight. "Okay, sorry. Sounds annoying. But still. Do I look okay?"
I rolled my eyes playfully before setting my laptop down on the coffee table and taking an actual look at her. She was wearing a long sleeved jumper with a pair of jeans. Unlike her usual eccentric outfits, this was toned down, though her jewellery was still more than an average person would wear, as expected from her.
"You look beautiful, Skye," I reassured her with a smile, taking her hand and squeezing it gently. "Very comfortable."
She relaxed, a smile creeping on her lips. "Thanks. That's all I wanted to hear."
