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London Boy- louis partridge x reader social media au
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yourname.official I LOVE YOU, LONDON!!! liked by conangray, joelocke and 2,09,300 others.
conangray so... other than blasting london boy in your car, did you meet any cute ones?
sadiesink_ i love you, but next time i need front row tickets.
youname.official me too ig? sadie_theloml that night was sparkling, don't you let it go 🥺
taylornation you're so GORGEOUS!
yourname.official our song for all the london boys conangray zendaya yeah but, i LOVE your american smile...
youname.collective when you know you're that girl. conangray
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conangray i had the time of my life...with you 💖 liked by yourname.official, sadiesink_ and 1,98,940 others.
yourname.official i couldn't be more BLESSED to have you on stage with me. you're my heart, my soul and the reason for the teardrops on my guitar... i adore you and can't wait for our... project together?
sadiesink_ i wanted to be there too, but my dumbass became an actor. STILL you couldn't count me in on your next *project*?! yourname.official NO, YOU'RE AMAZING, my love louispartridge in sadiesinks_'s words...loved our work on the *project* lovin.mills WAIT, WHAT PROJECT?!
zendaya my beautiful besties 🥺💘
florence.bysink I ALREADY KNOW I'M IN LOVE WITH THE PROJECT EVEN THOUGH I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS.
milliebobbybrown the *project* has found it's feet again.
millie.y/nlove is it...what i think it is?! enolaholmesmovie umm....
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enolaholmesmovie Tis' i... once again? Now streaming, Enola Holmes SEASON 2, only on Netflix! liked by yourname.official, millebobbybrown and 4,89,400 others.
yourname.official i am in LOVE with this cast
milliebobbybrown i am in LOVE with you louispartridge we LOVE you too!!! millie.y/nlove it IS what i thought it was, wtf?!
louispartridge this cast is BASICALLY written by the writers of friends... -yourname.official
yourname.official and i am chandler! henrycavill Pretty sure that's me. louispartridge it's ME milliebobbybrown it's probably not me.
sadiey/n.forevermore okay netflix, i guess i am subscribing to you again.
yourname.official as the chandler bing of the cast, i appreciate it. louispartridge no I AM the chandler, and yourname.official is my monica. yourname.official i am NOT monica. louispartridge your ocd says something else... florence.bysink did no one notice he said HIS monica?!
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louispartridge was forced to post this at 2am. liked by yourname.official, zendaya and 2,03,080 others.
youname.official so it's safe to say YOU'RE the monica to MY chandler.
florence.bysink shslbsdnjhkg YES.
milliebobbybrown so who am i then?
yourname.official the rachel to our chandler and monica 🥺 zendaya our?! florence.bysink THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN SAYING.
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yourname.official these beauties came to surprise me today 🖤 liked by louispartridge, zendaya and 2,09,890 others.
louispartridge i think we've established that i look the coolest here.
yourname.official alright, would love to hear your music now... oh wait, there's none. louispartridge your sarcasm is showing, chandler. maintain it. yourname.official isn't that my job? in chandler's words.. i like maintaining you (and it). milliebobbybrown when i tell you he BLUSHED.
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florence.bysink CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHY LOUIS ADDED THIS TO HIS STORY AND TAGGED yourname.official?! liked by millliebobbybrown and 13,09,400 others
sadiesmills I LOVE THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yourname.fandom i hope they are together, i mean he makes her really happy!!
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yourname.official address the letters to the holes in my butterfly wings... liked by louispartridge, sadiesink_ and 3,09,080 others.
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louispartridge nothing’s forever, nothing's as good as it seems, but i hope you know how proud i am you were created. liked by yourname.official, conangray and 2,08,600 others.
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ssssachi · 3 years
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Love me, not! | ON-HOLD
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Description: Y/N really despise the school’s beloved hunk, Louis Partridge. Her being a mad hater to him, she constantly avoids him as much as she can and of course Louis didn’t know what he did wrong to the girl and confronted her which led into a total disaster of fighting, hence the two of them became each other’s enemies. One day, their friend groups had ENOUGH of the feud so decided to team up in order for Y/N and Louis to make up.
Pairing: non-celeb!louis partridge x fem!reader
Includes: enemies to lovers, smau, high school au, non-celebrity au, crack, louis’ crazy ass EX gf(not irl by the way), y/n being oblivious, all of them being chaotic as heck.
Warning: cursing, inappropriate jokes, (maybe) violence.
Featuring: Millie Bobby Brown, Noah Schnapp, Sadie Sink, Aiden Gallagher, Olivia Rodrigo, Finn Wolfhard, Gaten Matazarro, Caleb McLaughlin.
Taglist: feel free to message or send ask !!
inspired by @/ddeonuism smaus!!
profiles: LOUIS HATE GROUP‼️ | 202 💪🥶 | hot extraz 💅
chapters:
01 - petty reason
02 - lesbian lesbianist
03 - mom pick me up im scared
04 - SAY SIKE RN
05 - have a sneaker
06 -
07 -
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harryslilfairy · 3 years
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𝐩𝐡𝗼𝐭𝗼 𝐝𝐮𝗺𝐩𝐬
louis partridge x fem.reader
𝐲𝗼𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝗺
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𝐲𝗼𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝗺 about this weekend 🤍
bellahadid i want your life
timotheechalamet louis and y/n >>> everyone else
louispartridge we’re the hottest couple known to mankind babe
fan1 y/n’s feed >>>
fan2 bye why is her life so aesthetically pleasing
fan3 she makes louis so happy i wanna cry
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love-strawberry · 2 years
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they don't know about us
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summary : in which they don't know about them or their 'i love you's.
pairing : louis partridge x reader
warnings : language
author's note : love this so so so so so much!!
tagged : @mrs-brekker15
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y/n_ when he brings you your favourite flowers>>
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username okay, who is he?!
username I NEED TO KNOW WHO HE IS!!!
username miilie liked sooo maybe louis?
username wow her secret relationship making me feel single sm
username love her being in love <3
finnwolfhardofficial not subtle at all
-> y/n_ stfu this is subtle
username please tell us who is heeeeee
oliviarodrigo love <3
username 👀👀
username okay but all we can ask him is for him to treat our girl right and i think he is :)
noahschnapp not you thinking that this is secretive
-> y/n_ stop attacking me
milliebobbybrown love you both <3333
username her friends know something 👀🤨
username everyday im not in a secret relationship is a day wasted
conangray my bestie is in loooooveeeee
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louispartridge_ lover <3
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username 'lover' im crying
username i don't know who his lover is but they make him so happy!!
millie.sj.partridge stop hogging her, issie and i are taking her to the mall
-> louispartridge_ i know i shouldn't have introduced you guys
username omg what if it's y/n?
username im actually gonna cry fr if it's y/n i ship them both so bad
username awww- *dies*
milliebobbybrown 🦋🦋🦋
issiepartridge i love her 🤍
-> louispartridge_ you and me both
username he loves her im sobbing
finnwolfhardofficial wow you both making me feel emotions
username manifesting it's y/n
username i just know she's gonna be so beautiful
noahschnapp hmmm
username noah knows something 👀
username me want
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celebnewz dating rumours have been following actors louis partridge (louispartridge_) and y/n y/l/n (y/n_) since they attended the premiere for enola holmes together. the two were seen out many times together on what we suspect, dates. partridge and y/l/n were seen out latest in london, later joined by louis' sister, issie and millie partridge. neither y/n or louis have confirmed or denied the dating rumours but fans have already started believing that the two of them are together. for more details, click on the link in our bio.
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username i love my parents
username please stop, give them privacy
username stop violating their privacy, there's a reason they're keeping it on low if they're dating
username if this is true, so happy for them. they deserve eachother
username their chemistry with eachother>>>
username hold on brb gonna yeet myself off a cliff
username wow, love finding everyone else except me
username i love love love love love love love this so so so so so so so much
username they're THE couple
username the power they hold
username on my knees for them 🛐🛐
username bi panic bi panic bi panic bi panic bi panic bi panic bi panic bi panic bi panic
username 🦋🦋🦋
username okay, wow. i wanna be louis so bad, like imagine dating THE y/n y/l/n
username cool, now star in a movie together
username 🤍🤍🤍
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y/n_ he holds my heart(s). literally
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username OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG
username AHHHHHH
username LADIES AND GENTLEMAN AND EVERYONE ELSE, THEM
username them>>>>
milliebobbybrown love you so much <3
username crying screaming throwing up
finnwolfhardofficial fucking finally
username HWHDVAJAKGSBAKXJZHSKWKAK
noahschnapp my bestiessssssss
issiepartridge you picked the wrong partridge
-> y/n_ i knoww :( i love you, let's run away
-> issiepartridge packing my shit rn
louispartridge_ you hold mine, forever. even if you keep flirting with BOTH of my sisters
-> y/n_ you know i love you, and it's the genes in your family, blame them
username it's the genes lmfao
username wow
millie.sj.partridge thank god someone can tame my brother, and im so glad it's you!! welcome to the family <3 ily
-> y/n_ someone needs to keep him from burning the kitchen and thank you!! you're so sweet, ily!!
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louispartridge_ darling, you're the one i want <3
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username LOVE
username is this love? YES IT IS
username okay but her aesthetic>>
y/n_ i love you <3
-> louispartridge_ i love you more <3
username stop. making. me. feel. single.
username wow i wonder what it's like to be in love
username someone care for me like this please
milliebobbybrown you better me treating her right
username 🖤🖤🖤
noahschnapp tell her she still looks like a monkey
username oh to be y/n
username i want this want this i want this i want this i want this i want this i want this i want this i want this i want this i want this i want this i want this i want this
username why CAN'T i have this?!!
finnwolfhardofficial okay, we get it. you love her, move on
username their friends>>>
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timmymyluv · 2 years
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act five.
of the let others wage war-you, happy child, marry.
future tsar/tsesarevich!timothee chalamet x princess!reader x romanov prince!louis partridge
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Summary: In foreign land, you travel with your family to England to celebrate your sister Alexandra's marriage to the Prince of Wales. Facing the daunting reality of growing up, and losing your family spread across the continent as your royal profile rises, you learn power comes at a price.
Notes: and finally I'm writing again! I hit a little writing rut and was afraid this would be a filler chapter but every chapter is important and drives the story forward. I hope you enjoy it and please comment & send lots of love and feedback. Thanks!
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“—it seemed as if she could dream her life away in such luxury of pensiveness, in which she made her present all in all, from not daring to think of the past, or wishing to contemplate the future.”
― Elizabeth Gaskell, North & South
Crowds cheered as they assembled in droves by the dock, a cloudy, gloomy early September day as your family embarked on the royal yacht the English sent on their behalf called the Victoria and Albert. Hearing your national anthem sung so proudly, you watched Alexandra tear up, moved by the patriotism of her people, and the anguish and grief of leaving her home country for her marriage. 
As the boat left the coast, you all waved to your people before you began your hour long journey across the Baltic Sea, then crossing into the English Channel to make your way to your sister’s new motherland. 
Feeling her frail, boney hands in yours, you clutch her tight towards yourself, an affirming, comforting squeeze to appease her nerves to the best of her ability. A gentle smile towards her, and she cannot help but mirror your expression, at ease knowing you were there for her. 
Falling asleep in her arms, the flickering moonlight peaking through the blinds until you had arrived at Kent in broad daylight. The sun had risen, much earlier than it usually did in Copenhagen or even as far as Aarhus, and the crowds that gathered easily outnumbered the Danes back home. No wonder they said the sun never set in the British Empire, for in every corner of the Earth, touched their influence. 
The weeks leading up to the toned down matrimonial service in St. George’s Chapel, cramped and paltry rather than the palatial Westminster Abbey out of the queen’s desire to remain in mourning for her late husband the Prince, and keep it an intimate, brief affair with only a minimal guest list and the most important individuals present only. 
Whenever you were not busy socializing with the guests as part of the bride’s side of the family, ceremonial teas, brunches, dinners, fundraisers, rehearsals, dress fittings, you would drown yourself in your ink and parchment. 
While your fiance explored Italy, Greece, before making his way to France to join his mother, you wrote to him daily, reaffirming the love you had for him even from a distance, worryingly asking if he still felt the same even after time apart, which he was glad to silence and quiet with his sweet, honeyed promises. 
"You tell me that I hold the happiness of a certain person in my hands", she wrote to Timothee. "If that is true, then his happiness is assured forever… this person loves me tenderly, and I love him in return, and that will be my happiness… you can be certain that I love you more than I ever can say"
 Setting aside your quilt and roll of parchment by your bedside, you tuck into bed, feeling your warm sheets against your feet and blow the candle before you fall into the sweet embrace of slumber and nightly rest. 
Blurry visions that you struggle to make sight off plague your peripheral vision. Arrived in haste with tired feet, you are drawn into a crowded, drawy bedroom in an unknown location, surrounded by pitiful murmurings, and ravaged sobbing. 
The hastily yet pompously dressed congregations parts for you to make through, the dim light shining down of what appears to be your dear Timothee in his bed, heavily weakened in his pale complexion, teary eyes, and swollen phalanges, looking dreamlike and angelic in his off-white cream blouse stained with sweat and droplets of blood from his throat and nose. 
Beside him stood his mother, looking frailer than ever, barely hanging on in her angular, emaciated form, tight fingers gripping on her son so taut as if he was to fade away right in front of her. 
Across from Timothee on the bed that stood in the centre of the bedroom was his younger brother, the Grand Duke Alexander, tall and muscular as he crouched down and wept into his brother’s shoulder with no restraint. 
Hearing you approach with hesitant footsteps, both mother and son look up at you with mirroring images of dismal grief and wracked desperation. In his blissful serenity, intoxicated by the morphine and painkillers prescribed hopelessly by his throng of doctors that gathered from all over Europe, Timothee manages a faint, yet reassured beam. 
“How beautiful is she my Dagmar, right Mother?” He croaks, and as if on cue, his mother bursts into screeched wailing into her son’s arms. 
Feeling your own tears brim, you shake your head profusely, in denial that he was slipping from your grasp, that life was to leave him. 
“We have done all that we could, Your Royal Highness. We had mistaken his symptoms of fatigue, back pain and sensitivity to light for rheumatism but it was not so. He is suffering with cerebro-spinal meningitis, and we had taken too long to discover it that it has spread up to His Imperial Highness’ brain and spine. We are truly sorry, Your Royal Highness.”  The jittery, trembling voice of the grey-haired, eccentrically mustached doctor only felt like daggers that went through your heart. 
Taking your hand into his, as unsteady and frigid as it was to your sweltering own in the height of the summer heat, Timothee gathers all of his strength to join your palms into his brother Alexander’s much larger hands, settling it adamantly against his chest, skeletal and bony from the weight he had lost in rapid succession. 
“Pug, Sasha- when I am to pass, you must fulfill not only my responsibility to Russia, as Tsar- but to my Dagmar. You must take her hand when I am no longer on this Earth. You must-promise me.” He whispers before he is interrupted by a gruesome cough, his phlegm laced with nasty infected mucous and porous blood. 
Sasha defiantly refuses incipiently, begging implorably and insisting that his episode of illness will pass, that he will live to walk down the aisle to make you his wife, and rule Imperial Russia as Tsar, but his hope dimmed by the second. 
As Timothee makes his last breath, a single tear flows down his cheeks, and you are overwhelmed with grief that weighs on your chest and entire being. Embracing him so securely your knuckles turned white and your chest pressed firmly against him as you vociferously wail above the similar sounds of the flock that huddled around you. 
His mother Maria Alexandrovna and the silhouette of who appears to be his father the Tsar Alexander II, whom you have barely met and only recognized from portraits and sparse carte-de-visites, clamber to clumsily pull you off from his lifeless form, overcome with their own grief. 
The seconds become hours, then days, to weeks and months that fade into one that time becomes incomprehensible. Falling in and out of sleep as you are in a daze that cannot be broken, rotting and melting into your bedsheets, refusing to wear anything but black, clothes fitting too loosely as you become so slim, so frail in your mourning that everyone in the royal circle worried about you. If only you could wake up from such bereavement, such melancholy- 
You abruptly sit up from your bed, drenched in sweat and salty tears that trickled down into your collarbones and chest. Your laced chemise clung to your skin as you had dramatically pushed away your jacquard duvet in your restless dream. 
Hearing your heartbeat thump so loudly against your ribcage that you can hear it vibrate against your eardrums, you wipe away the tears and perspiration that smothered you in such a dreadful, compelling dream that was all of your fears coming to the surface. 
Calming and soothing yourself as you wrapped your arms around your knees, reminding yourself that it was only a dream, only your subconscious that has been overwhelmed and exhausted from the events that had been preoccupying you in a foreign country that gave you an insight on the future that could await you. 
Striding away covertly into the quiet, yet well furnished kitchen in the cottage your family was to remain in before your return to Copenhagen, Dagmar reaches shakily for a glass bottle of water and pours into a small glass for herself. 
Gulping, pouring the cool water down your parched throat gives you slight but much needed relief from your state of desperation and skittishness. Pondering in the darkness with nothing but a miniature lighted candle in hand, you bite away trivial tears before you pour another glass for yourself. 
You do your best to return back to slumber in your mattress, but it is never to the same depth and comfort as before your dream. You fear you will never sleep the same again, if your dreams could become so severe, so ghastly that it will spill into your waking life. 
Queen Victoria requests for your presence after an early supper and horseback riding race down the track in Balmoral Castle. 
You winced as you falteringly trodded towards her office accompanied by a trusted Scottish companion of hers who had been personally sent for your company and speak with her alone. 
Ruffling your unruly curls that had been flying freely as you rid your stallion and beat the Queen’s second son Prince Alfred, the Duke of Edinburgh closely, before being scolded by one of the senior officials present for your lack of protocol due to your dearth of a riding hat that proper ladies, and more especially, royal princesses were supposed to adorn. 
“Her Royal Highness Princess Dagmar of Denmark, Your Majesty.” The royal herald announces your arrival as you stand rigidly by the gold engraved cream door, fiddling with the smooth cloth of your hoop skirt anxiously.   
“Let her in, and shut the door. I would like to speak to her alone.” As her quiet yet profoundly dignified voice echoes in the room, her thrush of servants and maids leave the room promptly, before the door is shut emphatically behind you. 
“Come my dear, you stand there as if I would bite you.” Queen Victoria jests, as you stare at her with round, frightened eyes  before you curtsey hastily and make your way across her oak desk. 
“Your Majesty, it is an honour to be in your presence and to be requested for a private audience with our dear Queen. to what do I owe the pleasure?” Looking up from your feet, you glance politely before you speak in a rehearsed tone, your hands folded closely in front of you. 
A glimmer passes by the elderly Queen’s ostensibly expressionless round, plump face, her silver and grey hair sticking through her signature onyx hued velvet fascinator pinned to the top of her head. You gulp nervously as if you were scolded as a child once more. 
“It has come to my attention that my second son, Alfred, has claimed you as an object of his fancy. He finds you very pleasing, pretty and fascinating enough that he would very much desire to request for your hand in marriage. I am not opposed to such a match, as much as I do not fondly look forward to another Danish match in our family. However, it would work fabulously well in which you could live in a household close to your sister.” She challenges you almost pointedly, and you balance in your head how to manage not to offend such a demanding, prideful yet protective matron figure. 
“I am warmly grateful that Her Majesty believes me to be as equally worthy a marriage prospect into the House of Saxe-Coburg-Gotha as my dear sister Alexandra, but I regret to inform you that I am already bethrothed to the Tsesarevich Timothee of Russia, Your Majesty.” You reply as a matter-of-factly. 
Staring at you with a knowing smirk, as if you had passed the test she had set up so dramatically for you to possibly falter, but impressed with your wit in the abridged bantering she had with you. 
“I am aware of those events, and I am sure Alred is no fool to be unaware either, but you must answer me honestly. If the Tsesarevich had not asked for your hand in marriage, would you have considered his?” 
You pause, deep in thought as you weighed your probabilities. Alfred was not anything close to a looker, sharing the same hooded, heavy blue Saxe-Coburg saucers that looked almost forlorn, permanently sleepy. He had been kind and slightly teasing in the faint encounter you had with him in the tracks, but not enough to judge his character accurately. 
“I would always take the time in getting to know and familiarize myself with his character before I would accept any proposals of matrimony, Your Majesty. I will speak genuinely in that I do not believe in a love in first sight, especially for a minor Princess of my standing, where marriage can make or break my future. His Royal Highness is a great man who will do many great things, but I believe that I am not fated to be his lifelong companion and he will meet his match in due time. I adore and cherish my sister entirely, fully, more than myself but I do not wish to live under her shadow either, your Majesty.” 
“You prideful, insolent girl! I had always known you were more intelligent, more spirited than your sister, but never to this degree.” You gulped nervously as her voice raised in pitch, leaving you aghast how such a petite woman could control the room with so little on her part. 
“I admire your strength, little Dagmar. You will need that vitality, that backbone if you are to survive in the chaos that is Imperial Russia and all that is Saint Petersburg. You remind me of myself in my youth, that drive, that determination to break out of the family  that had coddled and sheltered you. I pity, no- I fear the man who is to marry you, dear. You are a woman that cannot be tamed, cannot be controlled.” Queen Victoria smiles beratingly with a slight chuckle at you, shaking her head and you cannot help but mirror her grin. 
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petalparker · 3 years
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ONLINE PDA II [MCU! P. PARKER SMAU]
Summary: Between getting cats out of trees, helping old ladies cross the street, stopping thieves, and alien invasions, Peter Parker still finds time to be disgustingly cute on the internet with his girlfriend. In other words, just another random social media au.
Face Claim: Shin Ryujin, so reader is of Korean/East Asian descent.
Louis Partridge is the face claim for Harry Osborn.
Pronouns Used: She/Her
Warning(s): Swearing
Disclaimer: All media content is used for FICTIONAL and ENTERTAINMENT purposes only.
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y/nbabyyy @mjhatesu come back, why did u leave me with your boytoy...
harryosborn i agree, @mjhatesu come back
↳ y/nbabyyy @harryosborn are u saying i'm bad company?
↳ mjhatesu @harryosborn are you saying she's bad company?
↳ p.parker @harryosborn are u saying my gf is bad company ⁉️
↳ harryosborn @y/nbabyyy @mjhatesu @p.parker what the fuck
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p.parker @flashthompson here's ur proof 🙄
mjhatesu why are u cheating on y/n with t*ny st*rk
y/nbabyyy blur out the dude on the left and it'll be the perfect picture baby 🥰
↳ p.parker @y/nbabyyy come on babe, he's not as bad as u think he is 😭
↳ y/nbabyyy @p.parker he blackmailed u when u guys first met then proceeded to ghost u after he got u do to what he wanted u to do 😐
nedleedsleads bro, that's so fucking cool
flashthompson wtf
harryosborn i'm not saying that oscorp has a place for u but that's exactly what i'm saying
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harryosborn hi, hello. meet my girlfriend, the love of my life, the sun i revolve around, the—
mjhatesu calm down lover boy
y/nbabyyy wrong 🙅‍♀️ that's MY girlfriend
flashthompson simp
↳ mjhatesu @flashthompson stfu eugene, he's my simp
↳ harryosborn @mjhatesu ily 🥺❤️
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y/nbabyyy hot girl summer
flashthompson summer ended yesterday wdym
↳ p.parker @flashthompson if y/n says it's hot girl summer then it is
↳ mjhatesu @flashthompson it's her world and we all just live in it
↳ p.parker @mjhatesu exactly 😤
p.parker UR SO PRETTY‼️‼️‼️ I WANNA SOB
mjhatesu mommy? sorry mommy? yes mommy?
nedleedsleads THAT'S MY BESTIE EYYY
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p.parker hi @y/nbabyyy
y/nbabyyy sorry, i have a boyfriend
↳ p.parker @y/nbabyyy i literally AM your boyfriend
↳ mjhatesu @p.parker not when u forget she's allergic to daisies u aren't
↳ p.parker @mjhatesu fuck
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mjhatesu @harryosborn when he realized he lost the pen y/n lent him
harryosborn babe, why would u out me like this
↳ mjhatesu ily but u have to face the consequences of ur actions
y/nbabyyy HE WHAT
↳ harryosborn @y/nbabyyy I'LL BUY YOU A NEW ONE
↳ y/nbabyyy @harryosborn U FUCKER, PETER BOUGHT ME THAT PEN. I'M GOING TO CHOKE U
↳ flashthompson @y/nbabyyy can't tell if ure being kinky or violent
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chapter 1 - petty reason
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Description: Y/N really despise the school’s beloved hunk, Louis Partridge. Her being a mad hater to him, she constantly avoids him as much as she can and of course Louis didn’t know what he did wrong to the girl and confronted her which led into a total disaster of fighting, hence the two of them became each other’s enemies. One day, their friend groups had ENOUGH of the feud so decided to team up in order for Y/N and Louis to make up.
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Chapter 5 - have a sneaker
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Description: Y/N really despise the school’s beloved hunk, Louis Partridge. Her being a mad hater to him, she constantly avoids him as much as she can and of course Louis didn’t know what he did wrong to the girl and confronted her which led into a total disaster of fighting, hence the two of them became each other’s enemies. One day, their friend groups had ENOUGH of the feud so decided to team up in order for Y/N and Louis to make up.
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chapter 3 - mom pick me up im scared
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Description: Y/N really despise the school’s beloved hunk, Louis Partridge. Her being a mad hater to him, she constantly avoids him as much as she can and of course Louis didn’t know what he did wrong to the girl and confronted her which led into a total disaster of fighting, hence the two of them became each other’s enemies. One day, their friend groups had ENOUGH of the feud so decided to team up in order for Y/N and Louis to make up.
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chapter 4 - SAY SIKE RN
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Description: Y/N really despise the school’s beloved hunk, Louis Partridge. Her being a mad hater to him, she constantly avoids him as much as she can and of course Louis didn’t know what he did wrong to the girl and confronted her which led into a total disaster of fighting, hence the two of them became each other’s enemies. One day, their friend groups had ENOUGH of the feud so decided to team up in order for Y/N and Louis to make up.
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chapter 2 - lesbian lesbianist
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Description: Y/N really despise the school’s beloved hunk, Louis Partridge. Her being a mad hater to him, she constantly avoids him as much as she can and of course Louis didn’t know what he did wrong to the girl and confronted her which led into a total disaster of fighting, hence the two of them became each other’s enemies. One day, their friend groups had ENOUGH of the feud so decided to team up in order for Y/N and Louis to make up.
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Profile 1: LOUIS HATE GROUP‼️
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Description: Y/N really despise the school’s beloved hunk, Louis Partridge. Her being a mad hater to him, she constantly avoids him as much as she can and of course Louis didn’t know what he did wrong to the girl and confronted her which led into a total disaster of fighting, hence the two of them became each other’s enemies. One day, their friend groups had ENOUGH of the feud so decided to team up in order for Y/N and Louis to make up.
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Profiles 3: hot extraz 💅
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Description: Y/N really despise the school’s beloved hunk, Louis Partridge. Her being a mad hater to him, she constantly avoids him as much as she can and of course Louis didn’t know what he did wrong to the girl and confronted her which led into a total disaster of fighting, hence the two of them became each other’s enemies. One day, their friend groups had ENOUGH of the feud so decided to team up in order for Y/N and Louis to make up.
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Profiles 2: 202 💪🥶
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Description: Y/N really despise the school’s beloved hunk, Louis Partridge. Her being a mad hater to him, she constantly avoids him as much as she can and of course Louis didn’t know what he did wrong to the girl and confronted her which led into a total disaster of fighting, hence the two of them became each other’s enemies. One day, their friend groups had ENOUGH of the feud so decided to team up in order for Y/N and Louis to make up.
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grand duke alexander alexandrovich of russia/ romanov prince! louis partridge
in the let others wage war series
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historical romance fiction series featuring love triangle between Timothée Chalamet & Louis Partridge
"Although an enthusiastic amateur musician and patron of the ballet, Alexander was seen as lacking refinement and elegance. Indeed, he rather relished the idea of being of the same rough texture as some of his subjects. His straightforward, abrupt manner savoured sometimes of gruffness, while his direct, unadorned method of expressing himself harmonized well with his rough-hewn, immobile features and somewhat sluggish movements."
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