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alphajocklover · 2 months ago

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Trick or Treat you choose! When I was in college, we would laugh at the frat bros... we even had viewing parties of Jersey Shore and laughed at their antics, Gym Tan Laundry indeed. Now with the proliferation of Only Fans, and influencer culture, And seeing all these people rake in millions of dollars, I have do wonder, did they have the right idea? Maybe instead of paying for college, I should have put that money into focusing on my body, and getting ripped, and then starting an onlyfans? or a youtube/tick tok? What do you think?

‘The meek shall inherit the earth.’ You had always believed in that saying growing up. Being the scrawny and constantly bullied kid you were, you had to believe that. You had to believe that one day you’d be on top and all the sleazy, muscular jocks that treated you like shit would be working for you, that you and other nerds would win out in the end, just like in all the movies and songs. You believed in it so much that you began to look down on the meatheads who treated you like shit, and even just muscular guys in general. You and your 2 best friends would watch the ‘guidos’ on Jersey shore and make fun of them for how vapid and ridiculous they seemed.

And then you grew up. You got older, and learned that no matter who you were, success and failure were never guaranteed. You did alright for yourself, you got a nice job and an apartment, but it seemed like every year you worked a little harder and owed a little more. You were treading water, while the douchebags who used to bully you were living it up! Not all of them were successful, but those who were were famous, good looking hunks who seemed to have a different woman every night. Over time you became envious of them, and started to wonder if you had been wrong. If all the movies had lied, and the nerds never won. If the strong just kept getting stronger. You started to become obsessed with the idea of being one of those guys, of going back and doing it differently.

That’s why you had insisted on going in a ‘guido’ costume.

It was specifically a costume of one of the more famous Jersey Shore Guidos, Pauly D, but you didn’t actually care about the specifics that much. You just wanted to live out the fantasy of being a guido stud, just for one night. You had told your friends it was a joke. That you were doing it ironically to mock those types of guys. You even convinced them to go as other Jersey Shore guys, to make it into a group costume. You studied how they talked, how they walked, so that the fantasy would be all the more real. You just didn’t realize how real it would get

You weren’t sure when exactly it happened. When you and your friends got to the Halloween party your neighbor was throwing, you were surprised how much fun it was. As you partied through the night, eating candy, spewing guido slang and acting like the guy you dreamed of being, you didn’t notice how real it was becoming. You didn’t notice when the wig magically turned into real hair, when your skin gained a deep, manly tan, not even when your obviously fake muscle suit turned into real, hard beef. You only realized something was wrong when, after losing them for almost 2 hours, you ran into your friends again, and by then you were too far gone to care. You and your bros took a picture, each smirking smugly. Your voice, your history, even your identity had changed. You weren’t Pauly D, but you were a guido stud. An Italian stallion with a horse cock you knew was gonna get you laid tonight.

In the end, you got exactly what you wanted. You got turned into a studly Jersey bros guido. This time the trick was on your friends you dragged with you. Not that they seem to mind.

**hey! I haven’t done anything with ‘Guidos’ before, but I do find the stereotype very hot! I really hope I didn’t offend anyone though, as while I find the stereotype hot I know some people find it offensive. If you have any tips of how to write this kind of stuff more sensitively, please let me know. Thanks for reading!**

#muscle growth tf #muscle tf #jock tf #jock transformation #jockification #nerd to jock #reality change #guido tf #halloween tf

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thirdlotusprince3 · 4 months ago

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What the Inside Out emotions would follow / like / re-blog / share on Youtube or Instagram.

Joy – cute animal videos, cool craft trick videos, magic tricks, parodies, memes, comedians, miracle / recovery videos, game shows, satisfying food / cook videos, cool experiments, sweet moments, coolest places on earth, motivational quotes for workout, EDM / self empowerment pop music for workout.

Anger – athletes, Nascar, alpha chad motivational speakers, cool stunt videos, videogames, rockstars, billionaire success stories, car / motorcycle / truck videos, workout videos, sports channels, samurai facts, insane places to mountain climb, I mountain climbed.

Disgust – Fashion, makeup brands, celebrity couples, character shipping videos, dating reality tv-shows, celebrity gossip.

Envy – Disgust, celebrities, fashion brands, toy brands, Sanrio, Pokémon, Minecraft videos, latest tech videos, makeup tutorials, youth culture commentary, baking videos, coolest places on earth, cute sushi / candy videos, I tried this activity / challenge video, acrobatic tricks, nightcore.

Anxiety – Finance saving money advice, self-motivational speakers, health fact diet videos, weather channel, social skills advice, fashion tips, satisfying nature videos, satisfying art videos, how to avoid waste and clean up the environment, folk music, tea videos, best teas / candle brands, how to clean up your space, tips on planning, scheduling, and time management, these make you smart.

Sadness – National Geographics, animal facts, book suggesters, philosophy videos, society / social commentary videos, sympathy tragic challenge videos, cool animals, fables, history.

Embarrassment – social skills advice, animal facts, cool animals, mountain pictures, blankets on amazon

Fear – Health facts, diet videos, weather channels.

Ennui – Goth aesthetic pictures, fail videos, people posting L’s / being dumb posts, supernatural folklore, gothic architecture, grunge artists.

#inside out 2 #inside out #disney #pixar #disney pixar #disney headcanons #inside out headcanons #disney headcanon #inside out joy #inside out sadness #inside out anger #inside out fear #inside out disgust #inside out anxiety #inside out envy #inside out embarrassment #inside out ennui

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beardedmrbean · 3 months ago

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Two brothers from Nigeria who targeted a 17-year-old in a sextortion scam have been sentenced to 17 years and six months in jail in the US.

The Ogoshi brothers, from Lagos, lured Jordan DeMay into sending them explicit images by pretending to be a girl his age - then blackmailed him.

He killed himself less than six hours after they started talking on Instagram.

It is the first successful prosecution of Nigerians for sextortion in the US, where it is a rapidly growing cyber-crime, often linked to Nigeria.

Jordan's mother, Jenn Buta, held pictures of her son in court and wept as she read a victim impact statement. "I am shattered to my core," she said.

She welcomed the ending of the trial, but said there was no good outcome from the tragic case.

Jordan DeMay was a popular schoolboy from Michigan.

Samuel Ogoshi, 24, and Samson Ogoshi, 21, sent him a friend request on Instagram pretending to be a pretty girl his age and then flirted with him.

Once they received explicit images from the teenager, they blackmailed him for hundreds of dollars, threatening to share the pictures online with his friends if he did not comply.

Jordan sent as much money as he could and warned the scammers that he would kill himself if they spread the images.

The criminals replied: “Good… Do that fast - or I'll make you do it.”

John DeMay told Marquette federal court in Michigan he still has nightmares after finding his son dead in his bedroom. He said his family was forced to move home to escape the memory.

If you've been affected by the issues in this story, help and support is available via the BBC Action Line

The brothers pleaded guilty in April to conspiring to sexually exploit teenage boys in Michigan and across the US.

Thirty-eight other US victims were also identified as being targeted by the men. 13 of them were minors.

The brothers sat in court in orange jumpsuits with handcuffs.

Their defence attorneys said the brothers' crimes were fuelled by drug abuse and the sextortion scam culture in Nigeria.

The judge said the crimes showed a "callous disregard for life", especially given they continued targeting other victims after learning that Jordan has died.

Both brothers apologised to Jordan's family.

"I'm sorry to the family. We made a bad decision to make money and I wish I could change that," Samson Ogoshi said.

In the first case of its kind, US police tracked the criminals to Lagos last summer and successfully extradited them for trial.

Another Nigerian man linked to Jordan’s death and other cases is fighting extradition.

Speaking to the BBC in May from Jordan's family home in the city of Marquette, Jordan's mother praised the police for their work tracking the sextortionists down.

But she said she had mixed feelings about the Ogoshis being behind bars.

"It's a relief that someone is being held accountable, but there's no good that's coming out of this situation for my family or for the individuals responsible's family," she said.

"I miss my son more than I can describe to you, but the mother of those men is probably missing her two sons as well now. She too is really just an innocent bystander of sextortion crime," said Jenn Buta.

Researchers and law enforcement agencies point to Nigeria as a hotspot for this type of crime.

In April, two Nigerian men were arrested after a schoolboy from Australia killed himself. Two other men are on trial in Lagos after the suicides of a 15-year-old boy in the US and a 14-year-old in Canada.

Nigerian authorities are also working with police in Scotland to investigate the case of 16-year-old Murray Dowey, who killed himself in December.

In January, US cyber-company Network Contagion Research Institute (NCRI) highlighted a web of Nigerian TikTok, YouTube and Scribd accounts sharing tips and scripts for sextortion. Many of the discussions and videos are in Nigerian Pidgin dialect.

Nigeria cyber-security professor Adedeji Oyenuga from Lagos State University says he hopes the news of Nigerians being sentenced will filter through to criminals and put them off.

"The Ogoshis case has already sent a bad signal. I am hearing from street level that it is having an effect and it might not stop criminals turning to these crimes, but it will likely reduce the numbers," he said.

There had been an increase in the number of local victims too and Professor Oyenuga says Nigerian police have had some success in tackling the criminals.

It is not the first time that some of Nigeria’s young, tech-savvy population has embraced a new wave of cyber-crime.

The term "Yahoo Boys" is used to describe a portion of the population that use cyber-crime to earn a living. It comes from the early 2000s wave of Nigerian Prince scam emails which spread through the Yahoo email service.

Dr Tombari Sibe, from cyber-security firm Digital Footprints Nigeria, says cyber-fraud such as sextortion has become normalised among young people in the country, but he hopes that news of the Ogoshis' sentencing spreads fast.

"They see cybercrime as a bloodless crime, with potentially lucrative financial rewards. This case needs to be given sufficient coverage to show these young people that sextortion can lead to loss of life and long prison sentences," he said.

#nunyas news

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blogtey45 · 1 year ago

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Embarking on the journey to success in the Pearson Test of English (PTE) is often a challenging endeavor. In this blog post, we bring you the inspiring success story of Cecile, who achieved a remarkable score of 9 each in the PTE exam with the assistance of EnglishWise.

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diamond-daisies-in-the-wind · 22 days ago

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Postpartum Sucks

Postpartum actually sucks.

Not to sound cliche, but NO ONE talks about postpartum and even those who do, don’t elaborate on the horror movie it actually is. Set aside the hair loss, the raging hormones and the obscene changes to your body, nothing compares to the mental strain that postpartum has on a new mom. Think of a blender filled with rusty nails and oranges and trying to make something useful with that; that’s what postpartum is.

The Physical Changes No One Warns You About

The physical aspects of postpartum like hair loss, body changes, and hormonal shifts are glossed over and it seems like every influencer has just the right tips and tricks to get you to “bounce back” to your pre-pregnancy body but the only thing that’s “bouncing” is the loose skin that dangles over my c-section scar. I was relatively healthy, and I wouldn’t label myself as “skinny queen”, but I was happy with what I looked like, and I didn’t care much about others opinions. However, pregnancy destroyed my entire stomach area with purple and pink tiger stripes that run across my entire abdomen. I used to confidently stand in front of my husband in my birthday suit but lately, I feel the strong desire to wear an actual suit to hide what I think are my imperfections. I personally didn’t experience much hair loss, however my body changed so drastically. My hips are wider now than they were before which makes finding clothes impossible. I’m stuck with buying clothes that are two or three sizes too large just so I can accommodate my raging curves. I have been able to find two pairs of jeans that fit nicely, and I treat them as if they are religious artifacts meant to be worshiped. I refuse to buy any more jeans for myself because the task of having to go to a store, look for jeans that I think fit, and then try them on just to be disappointed over and over again is disheartening and I refuse. There once was a youtuber who lived her best life in leggings and refused to wear jeans at all costs; I will do the same. I don’t want to care about how my body looks to others and the thing I struggle with the most is associating the person I see in the mirror to the person I see in myself. Right now, they are two different people judging each other without actually getting to know each other. How do I restore these relationships between my sense of self? I haven’t the answer to that question but one day I think I’ll be able to look back and wonder why I cared so much...

Leaning On My Supports

Postpartum is a heavy task that every woman must face and not having a good support system can really be the downfall to success. Now, I can’t speak for everyone because there are some things that I didn’t experience that most do. I have a really good support system on both sides of the family. My mother, though she can be abrupt at times, is always willing to help, even if it’s just sitting with my son. My father helped and still helps on occasion with little financial struggles. My husband and I knew there would be added expenses to having a baby and we were confident that this burden would be easy to take hold of, but we weren't expecting my sudden job change. There was a short period where my husband and I couldn’t afford groceries or bills and my father chipped in. He sent us money just in case and gave us that financial support that most people don’t receive. Moreover, my mother and father-in-law are the kindest people to ever exist and though they could not easily be at my house without a long drive, they helped by buying us diapers, formula, and different necessities so that my husband and I didn’t have to worry, further loosening that financial burden. I know that not everyone has these supports in place, and I am and will always be eternally grateful for their support. This isn’t a moment where I am gloating about the things that I have but appreciative that I do have these supports that can lift some burden off me and my husband’s shoulders.

The Mental Toll

With my family’s support, it allowed me to take a deeper dive into my mental health, however, in my exploration of who I am, I ended up getting stuck. Even now, I feel the sticky slime at the bottom of my shoes, reminding me that negativity is always there. The mental aspect of postpartum really took a toll on my sense of self. I’ve always struggled with my anxieties but over the years, I was able to manage well with breathing exercises, mediation, and support from my husband. However, all of that had to be thrown out the window. I can no longer just breathe it out when I’m feeling overwhelmed; I'd go blue. There is no time for meditation, any of my free time is spent taking care of the baby or doing chores around the house. My husband is also trying to stay afloat with the added responsibility of taking care of another human while still managing his online classes and going to work. There were countless nights where I felt stuck and all I could do was disassociate myself from reality.

One night in particular really stuck with me the most because I was enshrouded in a wet black veil of depression that I couldn’t take off. My son was particularly needy that night and wouldn’t sleep unless he was being held by me. My husband was asleep bedside me and I was growing increasingly angry at the sight of his peace. I decided to abscond from our room and sit on the rocking chair in my son’s nursery. There I sat, rocking back and forth, thinking of all the decisions I made in my life that led me to that moment. Thinking about how nothing I did was good enough for the high expectations I had set for myself. All I could do was rock back and forth, shushing my baby, lulling him to sleep, watching his precious eyelids fall into serenity as fear filled my body with no outlet of release to not wake him.

I rocked back and forth, trapped in a state that was both soothing but suffocating, each movement a pendulum swing between numbness and despair. Time felt elastic, as if the night would stretch on forever. With every rock back and forth, my mind retreated to its inner most depths where only darkness resided. The house was deathly quiet, the soft pulse of air from the fan humming. I could feel the electrical vibrations through my skin as I stared at the shadowed walls encasing me in a prison of solitude and sadness. His peace was more important and all I could do was sit in the depths of my brain, reliving moments in my life that I wish I could change. Fixated on everything I should have done or said to those around me. The choices I made, the things that I could never change. Was this where I truly was meant to be? A heavy blackness hung over me, pressing down like a thick fog, unyielding. The hands of darkness caressing my neck and back, putting strain on my already overstimulated body. Every dark thought, a weight that pulled me deeper, making it hard to break. There was no escaping the cacophony of worries; am i a good mother? Am i a good wife? Am i a good daughter? Am i a good sister? Am I good enough?

The rocking chair became my prison, the cushions of the chair were meant to provide comfort and warmth, but in that moment, I felt a heaviness inside me that was crushing my soul. While my son rested in absolute peace, my mind was a whirlwind of chaos, storming through my being with self-doubt, anxiety, and fatigue. Eventually, my son’s steady breaths lulled me out of my despair, the rising sun illuminating the ominous shadows. With every step that dawn took, it brought me back to my reality, though I continued to rock back and forth, holding the little I had of myself, I knew that I had to rise soon and face a new day. I knew that I had to subdue these oiled thoughts and cast them aside because I had to be there. I could not allow myself to flail in a pit of nothingness because there were those who relied on me. As the birds quietly chirped and the morning dew sat on the lawn, I clawed myself a window, just big enough to allow some light into my darkened world. I’m still there sometimes, rocking back and forth but instead of holding my sleeping baby, I’m holding onto the person I used to be, trying to figure out how to be that person again while also moving on to the new phase in my life. I have carved away most of the darkness that took over, but it’s still there. In every step I take forward, I can still feel the oil beneath my feet, reminding me that at any moment I can easily slip right back.

Losing Myself and Finding HER Again

No one talks about that... the fact that when you become a mother, you lose a part of yourself that you loved. You become a caretaker, preventing fires and putting band aids on things that require stitches. Pushing all those negative thoughts and emotions into a trunk and throwing them in the ocean, hoping that you never see them again. But it’s there... it lurks in the back of your head, and you have to figure out how to just be.

It’s been a few months since that eventful night, and I’ve had time to reflect on where I was to who I am now. I can’t confidently say that I have escaped that dark nursery, rocking back and forth, but I am able to escape more easily now. Returning to work has helped distract me from those anxieties but I still haven’t found my identity. Going back to work allows me to be who I was before, which makes me feel guilty because there’s a subtle pleasure in not having to put all my attention into taking care of my son. I love my son, and I strongly believe that my purpose is to be his mother, but the small doses of freedom keep me alive.

To the Mothers Who Feel Alone

I want this to be an insight for those mothers who struggled or are struggling; subdued to the strong emotions and trying to forget and move on to something that is totally different than what was known before. I want this to be a trek into the unknown that we take on together and hopefully, this could alleviate some stress in at least one person, knowing that they aren’t alone. Motherhood itself is a task that cannot be taken on by anyone. I will admit that most of the beginning of motherhood is checking off boxes on your to-do list and maintaining that structure like taking your child to doctor's appointments, making sure they had enough food for the day, giving them baths, and maintaining a livable environment. It’s the emotional aspect of it that tears you down. Yes, you can feel accomplished by doing the easy things, but regaining who you were is a tough road that every mother goes through. I’m not just a mother... I’m a person with hobbies and interests and desires. I don’t feel that I have completed my transformation, life doesn’t allow anyone to really meet their peak but there has to be some peace along the way. Balancing how to be a mom, a teacher, a wife, and an individual is how I’m going to find my own peace and give myself the opportunity to say goodbye to the “she” who used to be mine.

#mom blog #motherhood #parenting #self love #identity #mom

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wildesqdreams · 2 years ago

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how to lose a guy in 10 days

pairing - vinnie hacker x fem!youtuber!reader

summary - a story about a girl who is determined to film a new video, about her losing a guy, so she doesn't lose her subscribers on youtube, and a boy who is determined to prove to his friends, that he still can make a girl fall in love with him, even though he gets nervous while talking to women. what can go wrong?

warnings - nothing really, just my bad writing and maybe some cringe stuff? oh, and u have a best friend named avery !

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a/n: yes, yes, YES, this was so totally inspired by the wonderful film "how to lose a guy in 10 days". but c'mon, u can't blame me, it's a masterpiece!

! this is just part1 of i don't know how many parts, but i will be informing you about the next part and stuff, so i hope u enjoy !

youtube is the second most popular social media platform. it's known for the free shared videos, that people watch for their entertainment.

entertainment. a word that means something different for everyone.

some would say that they find enjoyment in comedy videos, some in gaming, but for some, it's just simple music.

but for y/n y/l/n youtube is so much more, than just fun. it's her job. her life. her passion.

the girl is known for her videos, where she talks about the most random stuff, that for teenage girls is just life. but she wasn't adored and loved just because of her channel, but because of the light and energy that she created and showed through the screen. every single video that y/n had created, whether it was about confidence, love, boys, or just about mental health, people, watching it, always felt a smile appear on their faces when the girl appeared on the screen.

and when the people had seen on her instagram story about the next video that she will be posting, they lost their shits.

"how to lose a guy in 10 days" was one of the most unique and entertaining topics that they had seen. the complete opposite of what teenage girls usually watched. but that's why y/n y/l/n was so interesting. she differed from others with her creativity.

but to be honest, the idea didn't just appear in her head...

"it's not that bad y/n/n," y/n's best friend, avery, said, sitting beside her on the couch.

"it's been a month! a month, since i have posted, av!"

it's been weeks since her last video was published on youtube and since then the girl had lost her spark.

remember the creativity she had? well, that's long gone.

losing motivation and inspiration isn't something bad, life happens, but for y/n it's hell. she felt like shit. not only because of the lack of ideas but also because her socials have been blasting with questions about where she has gone.

not only that, but the girl also noticed that there were people who unsubscribed from her channel because the number was smaller. that made her feel sick.

of course, she didn't do youtube only to gain fame. it was so much more than that. y/n enjoyed putting smiles on people's faces and enjoyed seeing their happy eyes when she met them in public.

but it was her job. and her supporters helped her do it, helped her fulfill her dream. but, unfortunately, life can't always be happy and magical.

"it's over," she let out a frustrated sigh, as she leaned back into the couch.

"just make a video about love tips or your crushes or stuff."

"yeah, it would be great, but 100 other youtubers will be doing the same things."

the trick of being a successful person was doing something different, and unique. and y/n y/l/n knew better than to make some videos about cupid's love, especially, when valentines day was coming up.

"okay, well then make something about the opposite of love and relationships."

"like, how to get dumped?" the girl let out a laugh, as she looked at her best friend.

avery smiled, "no, more like, how to get rid of a guy. it would be something new and really helpful for the ladies that are dying to get out of a relationship."

"again, av, their are lots of video's about that."

"then make it interesti- I KNOW!" the blonde got up.

at the movement, y/n sat up straight and looked at the girl in front of her, "oh no."

"oh, yes," a smirk appeared on her best friends face, "you need something entertaining? meet a guy, get him to want you, and then lose him in 10 days!!!"

this was the best of all of the ideas that she had already taught about. but she still wasn't sure if it would be good enough, not to mention y/n's ideas didn't include other people, and especially not where she would use them.

"i don't know... that sounds cruel. like, what if he really, really liked me, and then one day he came across the video on youtube, and then after watching it he realized he had been used? i jus-"

avery sat back down beside the girl, facing her, "trust me, if you will do everything that men hate, he will be done fast."

the idea wasn't bad. it was great! the girl just didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings, but her best friend was right. if she would get on the guy's nerves he would be done sooner or later, and her fans would get a fun video.

"okay," y/n gave a small smile trying to not overthink it.

"what about that one?"

after y/n's meeting with avery, she already let the fans know about the next video. everyone was excited, not only the girl had returned, but also she will be coming out with a new video.

so here she was with her best friend at a club. looking for the boy, that unfortunately will get hurt. "if you will do everything that men hate, he will be done fast," y/n reminded herself now and then, but still, the anxious feeling didn't leave her body.

"no, he's too-," the man that the blonde had pointed out picked his nose and brushed his fingers on his t-shirt. both girls felt disgusted watching him, "yeah, definitely not him," the other nodded in agreement.

sighing, they turned around.

"i'm thinking that we will have to find a girl instead, you know, they're a lot of hot ones here."

y/n chuckled at the comment.

although the place was crowded with young people, there wasn't any luck in finding a someone. even though y/n wasn't extremely excited about the idea, she still wanted to do this with a guy, who she felt good with, not with some disrespectful boy.

she led herself to the bar.

"could i get some water, please?" the bartender nodded, while the girl sat on the stool.

y/n y/l/n wasn't one of the drinkers, and especially now, when her head felt like exploding, it didn't seem like a good idea for ordering something stronger.

"this is stupid" the words circled in her head.

the bartender slid her a glass of water on the counter, "thank you."

she only had been in one relationship and even that ended with the guy leaving her because he didn't feel it anymore. so this all just seemed impossible.

not to mention that she hasn't spoken to any guy after her breakup. after her heartbreak, y/n felt stupid and embarrassed. she gave her all and in the end, he just walked away like the girl meant nothing. like their relationship was nothing.

and now she will be filming a video about her trying to get a guy to leave her. horrible. even though the boy will probably be disgusted by her in the end, it still will be horrible. and what if the guy doesn't want to leave her? what if he likes her so much that he will accept her "weird" side? and what if y/n y/l/n falls in lo-

"hey," a voice interrupted her thoughts.

the girl turned her head and saw a guy.

after hours of her trying to get the attention of other boys, this was the first time tonight that someone had approached her. not to mention that it was a really attractive guy with dirty blonde curly hair.

"hi," she responded. he radiated such a good aura that it was impossible for the girl not to smile.

"i'm y/n," she offered her hand, which he gladly took.

"vinnie," he gave her a small smile, that made her body go warm.

"so what brings you here?" y/n found herself wanting to know about him more.

"friends."

she could feel that the boy was nervous. she could tell by his body language, the way he was fidgeting with his rings. her eyes also saw some tattoos, which made her interest in him grow even more, "you like it here?"

"not really, no... you?"

"nop, i'm not a big crowd person."

meeting her supporters and meeting people who don't really know her wasn't the same. while she felt comfortable talking to her fans and interacting with them, meeting people who don't come to her just to talk for a few minutes and take some photos, made her nervous. and even though she was a youtube creator, people weren't y/n's thing.

she could feel that vinnie wasn't a talker too, so the girl wasn't surprised when the silence fell between them.

as the bartender came and took the empty glass, the boy spoke, "you wanna go somewhere else?"

the girl's head turned towards him, and her eyes locked with his brown ones, "like to a café?"

a small smile yet again appeared on her face, "yeah, sure, i'll just be right back," she said, getting up.

"i'll wait by the door."

"okay," y/n replied, as she walked past the people towards her best friend, who had been singing and dancing.

"there you are!" avery wrapped her hands around the girl, giving her a tight hug, "where were you?!"

"i found one," she whispered.

her best friend pulled back from the hug, slightly confused, "what?"

"i found the guy."

the blonde girl started looking around, "WHAT, WHERE?!"

"by the door, but just don't look, don-," but it was too late, because the next thing she knew, was her friend looking at her with wide eyes, "babe, he's HOT!"

"yeah, well, still need to see if he's the one."

"and if he is?"

"then you know," she sighed.

y/n still wasn't fond of the idea of making a boy fall for her, just to make him leave her in 10 days. especially, when vinnie seemed so nice. but at the end of the day, she couldn't let her career go downwards, and in a few days, she and vinnie won't have to see each other ever again. or that's what she thought.

"so what do you do for a living?"

"i'm a content creator. i film tiktoks, stream, and just do social media stuff."

of course, he is.

they were sitting in a café, where y/n used to come often. it wasn't a famous place, that's why it was great for people, who are famous in public. so, when vinnie suggested the place, she had a feeling that he was one of them.

it wasn't a bad thing or something.

the problem wasn't that he is recognized among the people. she didn't find him like a threat or a competition. nothing like that. she was just scared. let's just say it wouldn't be the best idea to use a boy like vinnie for her upcoming video.

"tiktoks?"

"uh, yeah."

vinnie saw how the girl grabbed her phone and went on tiktok. she started writing his name, but he immediately grabbed it, "okay, no need for that," the boy let out an awkward laugh.

y/n was a little confused about why he didn't want her to see his videos, but she decided to let it go.

"so, umm, what do you do?" he put her phone down, between them.

"i film videos for youtube."

"so i guess we will have to be careful so others don't see us together."

she slightly furrowed her eyebrows, at his comment, as she tilted her head to the side, "what makes you think that there is gonna be an "us"?"

"you wouldn't be sitting here if you wouldn't be interested."

"and here i was thinking that you're one of the shy guys."

"i'm full of surprises."

that intrigued her and terrified her at the same time.

she hoped that there won't be any surprises, that will cause them to blow up on socials. that's the last thing she wanted. the last thing she wanted was for him to know, what she will be doing these next few days. and she certainly doesn't want his supporters to know about it too, then her life will become a living hell.

her eyes were brought back to him, when she heard him let out a small laugh, "god, no. if i'm being honest, i'm actually bad with people, especially with women."

vinnie hacker came off as a confident guy, the tattoos, jewelry, sharp features, and his eyes. god, y/n felt like she could melt when their gazes locked. and she hated that.

she hated the feeling that a guy could make her feel like she once did. it wasn't like she was falling in love or something, she just hated the way he looked at her like she was the only girl in the world. that gave her deja vu from her past relationship, the one where she had been left standing in confusion about why her past lover suddenly didn't have feelings anymore.

the girl was surprised when he mentioned that he's not good with females, "women?"

"yeah, um... i probably didn't have to say that."

she sensed that he got a little embarrassed, as he ran a hand through his hair, "no, no, it's okay, i'm actually not quite good with men."

vinnie's eyes met y/n's again and she found herself continuing, "there was this one time, when a boy gave me a flower and i got so nervous, that i hit him with it on the head."

the boy started laughing, "but i promise, that was only one time, and i was like 11 then!"

there was no need for her to tell him that story, but like always she found herself saying things she shouldn't have. it was a bad trait of her's that she couldn't get rid of. talking with new people makes her nervous, which causes her to overspill, but seeing vinnie's smile made her lip corners slightly turn up, "so i guess no flowers then?"

"nop, for safety reasons," the boy let out a laugh again.

"but how about a phone number?"

the girl met his eyes that were already on her, "yeah, yeah, that can do," and with that, they both swapped phones and wrote their numbers in them.

when y/n was done she put down vinnie's phone and looked at the boy in front of her, who was still typing. he's the one.

she tried not to think about the video too much, because, at the end of the week, he won't even want to be near her. after all, she will be on his nerves, so it's not like the girl is gonna break his heart.

but little did she know that it wouldn't be so easy of getting vinnie to leave her...

"vinnie hacker?! tik toker?!"

y/n was getting ready for her and vinnie's meeting, while her best friend was yelling all over her apartment out of shock.

"it's not a big deal," she brushed her hair in the bathroom, as she looked at her friend, who was sitting on her bed.

"not a big deal?!" avery got up and entered the bathroom that was connected to y/n's bedroom, where the girl was getting ready, "he's THE vinnie hacker. THE influencer with who every girl is obsessed."

"well, yeah, it is a little risky, but-"

"A LITTLE?! it's a death wish! his supporters will go crazy if you will get caught and-"

"well, that's a good thing we won't. and besides, he will be running away from me soon, maybe even today," she put her hairbrush down and checked herself in the mirror, before walking into her bedroom.

it was the next day and they were going to be going to a skate park because vinnie likes skateboarding and he suggested for her to come with him since his friends can't today.

and as for the losing thing. y/n's plan was to act all clingy, which guys don't like, especially if they have just met. maybe even embarrass vinnie, somehow.

"and maybe even today you will both get caught?" the blonde followed the girl, "i mean there's a bunch of people at skate parks. it's enough just for someone to recognize you both and take a picture, and then BOOM, it's all over the internet."

y/n looked at the girl, "relax, it's gonna be okay. we're going to a skate park, where there aren't a lot of people," she gave her friend a small smile, "so, please, stop stressing, or you're gonna make me nervous."

avery nodded giving her a small smile, "this was a stupid idea."

"it was your idea."

"yeah, a stupid idea."

"speaking of the devil," y/n saw her phone light up on the dresser.

the girl picked up the phone and put it to her ear, "hey, vinnie boo." her best friend put her hand to her mouth, trying not to laugh, at how her friend talked.

y/n was met with silence before vinnie cleared his throat and finally spoke, "yeah, hey, i, um... i'm outside by the way."

"awwww, babbbyyy, you missed mee??" the room filled with her sweet voice and the girl herself put her hand over her mouth, trying not to laugh.

silence. again. "well, um, i said that i will be here at 5 pm."

"vinnie boo, my superman," her best friend let out a laugh and walked out of the bedroom.

y/n heard the boy awkwardly laugh, "yeah."

"well i'll be down in a minute, don't miss me too much, vinnie boo," and with that, she hung up.

if she would have to name the most embarrassing thing that she has ever done, this would be it. y/n already felt how humiliating it will be to act like a total creep. she pictured vinnie and how he must've felt. definitely shocked and that made her let out a chuckle.

the girl entered the living room, where the blonde was laughing, "that was bad, so so SOO BAD."

y/n smiled, "great because that was so embarrassing," she sat down on the couch to put on her shoes.

"poor, vinnie boo, feels so confused and lonely now" her friend teased.

the girl glared at her.

"okay, okay, sorry, just keep up the work, and he will be gone in no time."

"I hope so because i despise this," y/n got up and went to the door, "well, okay, wish me luck, love ya!"

"have fun! love you too," avery stayed seated on the couch as she watched the door close. the girl leaned back, "this is just gonna be great."

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