#but others probably don't have time for your weird egotistical bullshit

[youre-gonna-see-a-lot-of-me]

that is how you cause people to stop caring about real issues.

the more people try to make a huge problem over something that is not real, the less people will care about the real, actual problems in the world.

Go take that energy and put it towards something that actually fucking matters. All you're doing is embarrassing yourself.

I sincerely hope that you are just a child so that you can maybe one day grow past this and learn, because I promise you acting like this in real life will get you nowhere.

Sorry for bringing this up once again in the Franco tag.

[tea-with-evan-and-me]

Tw ed

Emma fans are all the same and evan fans are actually unique. Like half of all emma fans r anorexic and probably prostitutes. And they're also the ones promoting eds??? It's so fucking gross. Like bitch get out of here with your coquette bullshit.

Evan fans r actually sane and not disgusting.

Ive seen so many emma accounts on Twitter with weird hashtags like "cumdump" or "dadasgirl" 💀💀 it's so fucking gross.

Im fully convinced Emma fans are all annoying bitches with daddy issues. And ones thst act like they're on their period all the time. Like fucking straighten up and get a different attitude other than "Don't care"

I sound like a bitch right now but these emma fans are SNAKES 😬

first off: i am glad that i do not spend enough time on twitter to fully appreciate what her fandom is like.

to be fair, a few of the things you mentioned are the primary issues (eating disorders, problematic relationship themes) and them liking a woman who is known for being terrible herself and playing mean girl characters is sort of on brand to them, in their eyes. i would never shame anyone for having an eating disorder - i have struggled with disordered eating throughout my life, and the corners of the internet where the people who struggle with this have a ''safe space'' to post triggering and encouraging content to me is more so a problem with the platform. one i really wish would be addressed. but then you do have the people who think it's an aesthetic and okay to essentially make your personality about being mean and shallow, which is something i see quite often with her fans. my best advice is to block them when you see their posts and move on, because all they do is make you mad and frustrated.

for me, the bottom-line is that no morally sound person should or would be a personal fan of someone who has a long history of being mean, abusive, egotistical and a horror to work with. and she is simply not a talented enough actress to explain why certain people are nuts over her.

[caroline18mars]

A Man On Fire - Chapter 48

Crowded restaurant, crowded club, too many smartphones about with a lot of cameras, so you ask for a vip area but what do you do when practically everyone in the club is in that VIP-area? Val, no stay away from me, we're being recognized already, or at least I am. “Val..come on, don't” he protested as she tried to put her arm around his waist and push herself up to him, as if to say, this one is all mine, we're an item, “don't what?” she flapped her eyelashes at him all innocently. “We're not an item anymore, Val, there's too many cameras about and I don't want to get into trouble with Harper, and neither do I want to have to explain things that might upset her because she might get the wrong idea” he took a step back to put enough distance between them. “Harper? Cool name” she deviously smiled at him, sipping her cocktail, “I'm serious Val, I think Harper is the one, I don't want to risk losing her over some stupid misunderstanding, so if you're looking to cause trouble, then it isn't going to work, ok? I appreciate you as a friend, I do, but you and I..nothing's ever gonna happen between us again, I just want to make that clear”. Val just shrugged to his statement “yeah yeah fuddy duddy, can we go dance now? Besides from what I saw on your Insta, she's too busy painting to make ends meet anyway, so she's not all that selfmade woman as she claims to be, she did need a little shoutout from sugardaddy to get some kind of career started, didn't she?” her sarcastic laughter bellowed loud over the music, making heads turn. “That's not..” he protested but she just spun on her heels, “Val?!..” he tried getting her attention but she ignored his plea, grabbed his wrist and pulled him over to the dancefloor.

A light knock on the door pulled her out of her concentration, no first this one piece of shade before he will just start  babbling again, another impatient knock “hold on Sean, I'll be right there” she yelled in the direction of the door, what did he want now? Oh fuck this, she dropped the brush with a sigh and jumped off the scaffolding to open the door. God, she was getting sexier by the day, it took him every ounce of willpower to stay calm “hey, just thought I'd drop by and tell you the news” he smiled under her awkward, disturbed stare and brushed past her, not waiting for her to invite him. “Come right in” she snapped “what news?” she followed him into the kitchen where he was already raiding her fridge in search for a beer, it wasn't even noon yet, “Shannon called..” he smirked as he put the bottle to his mouth, “oh..” was all she could mutter as she started washing the paint from her hands. “Yep, apparantly they're in dire need of extra crew..so he asked me to join again” he sat down, “oh” she said again, she was a little shocked..and happy that he wouldn't be around to bother her anymore, but on the other hand she'd be alone in NY again and if and when she decided to fly back to Jared, her nemesis would be there too, she just couldn't win. “You clearly accepted, so when are you leaving?” drying her hands she avoided his stare, “tonight” he took another swig from his beer, “are you gonna say something other than just 'oh', come on, 'fess up, something is clearly bothering you”, ugh was that ugly smirk on his face really necessary?. “There's nothing bothering me, except for the fact that I was in the middle of something, so if there's nothing else..” she avoided his stare. “It's nearly noon, I'm hungry and so are you, I know because you're cranky, so why don't we go out for some lunch? We'll talk some more, and it'll give us some quality us-time before I leave again” his arm wrapped around her waist, wowww, wait a minute, don't you touch me, not after everything you've done and said. “Sorry, no can do, my muse is calling” she lied, it had stopped calling an hour ago, she just didn't want to go out with him, being forced to listen to his ranting about himself..it just threw her stomach in knots, she'd rather go out and have some lunch by herself and collect her thoughts. “Oh..” yes oh, now get out of my flat, you prick, “shame..ok, well I'll leave you to it then” he put his bottle down “am I still gonna see you before I leave tonight?” he was on the verge of pouting, “I'll call you, alright?” will you just go now?. Finally he followed her as she escorted him to the door, “Harp..” he tried again, clearly feeling uncomfortable, oh good, “why don't you come? I bet Jared is missing you already given the way he's behaving already, he's been acting like a frikking lunatic”. The mention of her lover's name made her head shoot up “huh? What do you mean?” don't listen to him, he's only trying to get under your skin with his bullshit, “uhmm..no, nothing, forget I said anything..” goddammit..no, don't fall for it, ignore him, “ok..well, have a safe flight..I'll see you when I see you” she flashed him an insecure smile, “I'll say hello to Jared” just GET OUT! “ok you do that! Bye Sean”, the slamming door nearly hit him on the ass, why was she so angry all of a sudden? Just because he told her the truth about that nitwit that was her boyfriend, pfff, whatever, I'll see you soon enough.

And there you had it, trouble caught on a couple of nosy cameras, he could already see the headlines and tweets, it was only a matter of seconds, he pulled out of her embrace that felt like a bodylock and stomped off, “Wait! Jared, come on, where are you going?” Val hopped after him, giggling and pushing herself a way through the crowd, “I'm not gonna do this here” he snarked when she grabbed his elbow and jumped in front of him, “do what? What is the problem, we were just dancing” that godawful grin of hers, she just refused to take anything seriously. “No we weren't, wait no, you weren't planning on just dancing, you had this planned all along, didn't you? You knew what you were doing and you knew there were gonna be cameras about, private club? my foot!” he hissed, no, don't give her the satisfaction, just stay calm and get out of here. Outside the club the rain was pouring down mercilessly, where was that car on stand-by when you needed it? No cab? Fine, he would just walk then, he needed to cool down anyway! Walking down the street his heart hammered, he was so sick of being around all those people who loved causing drama, this was supposed to be an innocent night out, some alcohol, some dancing moves that needed to be tested, catching up with old friends and all of a sudden she'd turned it into some kind of sleazy freakshow with groping and grinding, performing her own little porn video in front of eager cameras. Harper baby, I miss you, sure I want to be the understanding boyfriend of a multitalented artist who needs time to herself, but I don't know if I can for much longer, I don't even want to think this but I hope the inspiration dries up a bit, so you can finally come over, god now I really sound like the egotistical jerk/boyfriend. He should call her, that video is gonna be all over social media and what if she sees it..a limo splashed through the driving rain and lowered speed next to him “yo, Cinderella, why don't you get in the car?” the window lowered and the head of his drunk brother appeared. He stopped walking and tried to see who else was in the car, there was Stevie..oh fuck it, a warm and dry car sounded like music to his ears now, so he hopped in, “Val's looking for you” his brother had to suppress a giggle, “just shut up Shannon” he snapped as he pulled off his jacket, soaking the leather seat next to him. “You're the one who said it would be fun having her around” Shannon shrugged, “guess I forgot how much trouble she is, I want her off this tour” his little brother pulled his long hair up into a wet, messy bun. “I thought you loved trouble, looks like Harper's got you on a tight leash already” Shannon raised his eyebrows, he wasn't particularly fond of proverbial leashes, not on himself and not on his little brother. “Not that it's any of your business but I'm not on anyone's leash, alright? Harper's my girl and Val still thinks she is, I won't let her destroy what Harper Coco and I have, nope! So you got her on this tour, you can get her out of it as well, is that understood?”.

Should he send her an e-mail? A text maybe, that was a lot quicker in putting her and his mind at ease that everything was ok, and that she probably would never see the pics of him and Val, right a text it was. On the other side of the ocean, Harper pushed the last asparagus around the plate, she was feeling the fatigue of being cooped up all day inside the loft, and from being in the same position too long, it was good to be out and even better being without Sean, a bleep interrupted her thoughts. 'Wish you were here, I miss you so bad..<3' aw Jay, you hopeless romantic, 'I miss you too, but the question is: what are you doing up so late, I know for a fact that it's the middle of the night there right now' she put the phone down and then quickly  picked it up again to google the time difference, see? 5 AM..no time for Jay to be up yet. 'We all went to this club and I just got back, a lot of drinks and people who like to pretend they're 'with the band', but all I really want is to be with YOU!', aha parties parties parties, it was moments like these that she actually realized that the man who she was dating was famous, and it never ceased to be weird..and fun, but the drama that surrounded him she could do without, and there was drama, she could read it in the text. Sean's words hammered through her head, he was acting like a lunatic he'd said, uh enough with the texting, the only way to find out if something happened was to call him, she could always hear it if he was upset or angry. His phone rang just as he was sliding into bed, “You ok? Did something happen? I'm a bit worried” her voice danced in his ear, and his entire body instantly reacted, “oh babe, I'm so glad you called, you don't have to worry..how's things back there? I'm just trying my very best not to miss you too much, or I would get on a plane back to the States right now” he pinched the bridge of his nose, if she knew what happened back in the club. “So..did Sean arrive safely?” he could hear her swallow hard, “huh? Sean?” what? Where?, “Yeah Sean, you know, you invited him back on tour..I just don't understand  ..”, her voice was so hard all of a sudden. “I honestly don't know anything about that..maybe Shannon asked him..” he heard the fast beeps of a second call coming in, whoever it was it would just have to wait, his girl always had priority. “Oh..” was all she said, he wasn't gonna let this conversation turn in to a a flaming row, “babe, I honestly don't know anything about it, I'll talk to Shannon in the morning, ok? Let's not talk about Sean right now, let's talk about us, how about that mail you sent where you were being just a little bit horny” he tried to change the subject and gladly, phonesex was not the real thing, but right now it was better than no sex at all, missing her this much was simply unbearable. “Well played, Leto!” she giggled a little and it was music to his ears “but I'm too tired, I just want to go to bed and sleeeeeppp, been a long day, just tell me everything is ok over there and you're fighting every temptation that I'm sure is surrounding you there” her voice rolled calm and sweet in his ears. “Everything is ok” no hesitation, you have to sound convinced and put her mind at ease “I don't have to fight, because there is no temptation, and if there was, all you have to remember is that I chose you..in a hundred..a thousand lives I will always choose you, I love you Harper Coco and there's nothing you can do about that”. A tear trickled down her cheek and she let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding “I love you too, so much..I'll be with you before you know it” she smiled through her tears “Dream about me when you go to sleep, I'll do exactly the same”. Jared closed his eyes “Promise, talk to you in a couple of hours? Call me when you wake up? Goodnight gorgeous..” they both whispered their goodbyes until the inevitable dry click of a disconnected call followed. He put the phone back on the nightstand, rolled on his side and turned off the light, what he didn't hear was the door opening and someone tiptoeing into the room, he was just too tired and he was already sinking into a deep sleep when he was rudely awakened by a body sliding into bed with him, a hand snaking around his chest, a warm breath against his ear “you can't escape me now”.