#this has no need to go into the bieber tag lol

[arbitrarygreay]

Why are western pop songs all so short ;_;

Sorry for the vocal quality. I couldn't find a full single download to do an Utagoe arrangement cancel acapella, so had to use whatever the machine learning ripper gave me, including all of the clashing chords in the bridge.

Anyways, it's funny how Jpop's summer song conventions are so firmly entrenched (I mean, hey, they work really well, so) that they don't have a need for Tropical House. But then why not give them some anyways?

[house-of-lovin]

legally binded - 2

Jenna Ortega x F!Reader

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Chapter 2: Lakers, Headlines… New York?

Summary: After getting caught in some hot waters with the press, you are forced into an unexpected agreement with America's sweetheart, Jenna Ortega to save your career.

Warnings/Tags: dual pov, famous!reader, actress!reader, mentions of substances, intoxication, mature language, real people. (do not read if any of these make you uncomfortable)

(this is all fiction!)

Note: part 2 of legally binded! I hear yall and I see the comments! This will be a series, got a lot of ideas for this one. But of course, I am open to hearing what you guys think and want to see! A little bonding moment for R and Jenna 😮‍💨

Word Count: 6.3k+ (lol sorry, may have gone overboard!)

“So… what does this mean, exactly?” Jenna asks for both of you.

“We’re gonna make the two of you the talk of the town. And hopefully get people to back off on the allegations that Jenna is difficult to work with and that Y/N is entering her Justin Bieber phase — and not the good one.” Your PR agent, Liv, purses her lips.

Jenna can’t help the snort that leaves her lips, awkwardly coughing to hide it. But you catch it anyway, throwing her a glare.

“Difficult to work with huh?” You speak up — in faux interest. “Not hard to see why.”

This time Jenna is the one glaring at you. “You don’t even know me.”

“You don’t know me either.” You huff.

“Enough!” Jake yells. Anger steadily rose in the man’s bloodstream.

You and Jenna flinch at his loudness. Sliding down the chair, you feel ashamed again; ignoring Jenna’s piercing glare.

Liv is sighing but opts not to add fuel to the fire. “It’s going to take a few hours to get the paperwork and contract drafted —but once it’s done we’ll have it sent over to you. For now, get to know each other, I don’t know.”

You shoot Liv a scowl. She was making this already awkward situation so much worse.

She catches your look, sighing, “Just–pretend this is another job and you’re new castmates. Anything please. ” She rolls her eyes, already fed up with what disaster this morning has been.

“You can do that, right?” Liv crosses her arms, staring at you two in question.

“Yes.” Jenna mumbles.

“Mhmm.” You hum lazily, changing the subject. “Can we tell people? That this isn’t real?”

Liv glances at Jake and Sarah sharing a silent conversation. They nod at each other. “If they sign an NDA. Only family, your team and us. This cannot leave the room.”

You feel pale. You couldn’t even tell the people around you about this fake relationship without binding them to a contract? Suddenly, the situation starts to feel more real; the carpet of delusion being pulled from under you.

You’re standing up, pushing the chair back with a loud scrape that rings terribly against your ears. “I need some air.”

“You’re really leaving in the middle of a meeting?” Jenna questions with a snip, crossing her arms.

“Sorry your highness, I got better places to be. Liv you can send the contract to my assistant. Ortega, wish I could say it was a pleasure to meet you… but well.” You trail off, shrugging.

Liv and Jake are fuming red in the face at your words, but you were still hungover and the comedown was begging to wreak havoc – your irritation getting harder to restrain. 

Jenna’s face scrunches, offended. You walk away, not bothering to listen for a response.

“There’s no way I can work with her…” You catch it anyway.

●●●

“I mean can you believe what they’re asking me to do!” You pace up and down your living room.

“Oh come on, I don’t buy the allegations that she’s difficult, you know they love to tear women down when they get their come up.” Link reasons tapping on his phone.

“I mean how can this face be rude?” He holds up a picture of Jenna at the SAG awards and you furrow your brows because you don’t remember seeing her there — you might have been late.

You were just nominated anyway. So you pulled a Beyoncé and only showed up for your category.

“Maybe Jenna’s not so bad?”

“Quit it.”

It was now mid-afternoon and the battering Californian sun was shining bright above clear skies and through your floor-to-ceiling windows. You bought this house in the Palisades for the peace it provided you. Not too far from central L.A. but still tucked away enough for a moment of solitude with a life like yours.

It was your own version of a sanctuary – like a home should be. 

“Okay, that sounds crazy, I agree. But dude, you fucked up. Big time.” Your long-time friend Link said. 

You and Link grew up together and when you got your come up, best believe you took your best friend with you. You offered to help him out while he lives with you as you achieve your dreams but ever the stubborn guy, he refused. Only agreeing to move to Los Angeles with you if he works as your assistant to earn his keep.

He’s a good guy like that. 

Since then, he’s been by your side. Through every disappointment, bad news, great news, red carpets, and movie premieres. You couldn’t do this job without him. 

He’s like your brother.

“I know!” You groan, dropping to the couch. Why the hell did you let your designer choose these couches? They were stiffer than a plank of wood.

“Look at this article online, 2-time Grammy winner and Academy Award Nominee, Y/N L/N’s fall from grace? Sin City indeed! The actress blacks out at a Vegas strip club! Click here to see exclusive mugshots.”

“They’re selling my fucking mugshots?” You lift your head above the headrest horrified, watching Link sit across the room on a bar stool reading his phone. 

“I’m pretty sure they’re public domain.” He refutes.

Falling back, you groan louder – hiding your face behind your palms.

“I don’t see how you have a choice, buddy.” He sighs, placing his phone on the bar top. 

“There has to be another way. Why can’t I just run away? I’ll fly back home for a couple of weeks, and let all of this shit die down. It’s worked before.” 

“Yeah, I told Jake and Liv you’d say that.” He rolls his eyes, walking to you. “I don’t think you can run from this one, Y/N.”

The softness in his voice has you sighing in defeat. He’s right, you know he’s right. This wasn’t just some tiny mistake you can brush under the carpet like all the other ones. This was serious. 

You got arrested. For blacking out with someone who had drugs on them. In a strip club, no less.

What a mess.

Something like this could seriously hurt your career. You could lose roles, relationships, connections, brand deals – the blood, sweat, and tears you poured in; everything you worked so hard for – gone.

“I know… Doesn’t make me wanna do it more though,” You mumble, distantly staring at the high ceiling.

He chuckles, “I know bud. But this is what we signed up for, right?” 

You frown. It’s what we signed up for.

It’s a mantra that you have adopted in all your years as a working performer. It certainly wasn’t the most comforting and loving thing to say, but it works because it’s true and there’s no greater motivator than a slap in the face to reality. 

You much preferred tough love anyway.

“Right.” You mutter.

“Come on, I think Jenna’s manager just sent me the signed contract, they’re just waiting for your signature.” He walks off to his office. 

You close your eyes, letting the sun warm you up through the glass panes. A few moments pass until Link comes back out with a tablet and pen. “Sign here, under Jenna’s signature.”

She has pretty handwriting – you note as you sign the electronic document. 

Call it weird but you had a thing for people with neat handwriting, steady hands and all that. 

But then you remember who the professional signature belonged to and forced yourself to snap out of it.

“Did you even read it?” He arches a brow.

“That’s what lawyers are for.”

He scoffs, “Okay, superstar. It basically says what you and Jenna need to do. Public spottings at first, then dates, appearances at each other's events. Maybe posts on social media, but the idea is to be discreet – we can’t have it seem like we’re using this to scrub away the Vegas incident.”

“But that’s exactly what we’re doing,” You sigh.

“Yeah, but they don’t know that. And it’s your damn job to make sure they don’t ever find out either.”

You rub your forehead; a headache beginning to form. Not sure if it was from the hangover or from all this PR mess.

“Anways,” He takes the tablet out of your hands. “I’ll send these over to Liv. Now as for you. Go upstairs, take a shower because you smell horrendous and then put on what your stylist picked out.”

Wrinkling your nose, you ask, “What, why? I literally just got back, I already have to go out and show my face? The paparazzi will hound me.” 

“We have to beat the Vegas headline with a bigger story, so you need to be seen with Jenna ASAP. That means out for a late lunch at a well-known spot downtown. You have to act like the news doesn’t bother you – like you’re moving past it.”

“Who goes out for late lunch?” 

He sends you a pointed look. 

“I’ll be upstairs…” You mumble, dragging your feet as you ascend the steps.

●●●

You tap your fingers on the steering wheel, glancing up at the modest house through your sunglasses.

A mid-modern century house in Glendale. Not where you pictured her to live but whatever. Her front yard was bare but professionally trimmed. No signs of any plant life that made the space look a little… dull. The only signs of life in the house was the humble SUV that you assumed belonged to the young actress.

Your tapping grows impatient the longer you wait.

As if staring harder at the front door will make the actress come out faster. Another five agonizing minutes pass – you seriously consider pulling away to go home and sleep off this hangover but Link stood a good half-foot taller than you.

He’d lock your ass out of your own home. 

Eventually, the door opens and the short brunette walks down the driveway in confident strides. Dressed in jeans, combat boots and a cardigan; those headphones around her neck, again. Somehow, she looked consistently gothic and you pondered if she really was like her character in real life.

You see her scan your Mercedes-AMG GT3 for a moment before pulling the passenger door open; sliding into the cushy seats. “Nice car.”

You blink, “Thanks… you sure took your time though,”

You couldn’t stop the slight attitude that accompanied your words.

She gives you a sharp glance, “why didn’t you just ring the doorbell?”

“You had to unlock the gate to let me in, you knew I was waiting outside.” You huff, staring at her back. 

“Then would have waited in the living room if you had knocked. What difference does it make?” She shrugs.

“That’s not the poi–” You gruff but stop, inhaling a deep breath. The pounding in your skull was begging for you to cool down. 

“I think I much preferred waiting in the car��� alone.” You whisper the last bit then shoot her a sarcastic glance; shifting the gear in reverse.

You don’t bother to check if she had her seatbelt on as you aggressively pull out her driveway; leaving skid marks on the pavement.

She jerks forward at the sudden movement. “Shit– a little warning next time?” She glares bracing herself on the dashboard.

“Hands off the leather,” You bite as you pull off her street and to the restaurant Link sent you the directions to. 

She scoffs. “My driveway!”

●●●

“Table for 2 under Ortega? Please follow me, can I be the first one to say how delighted we are that you two decided to dine here.” The host enthused a little too much.

“It’s our pleasure.” Jenna answers politely.

You plaster a tight-lipped smile keeping quiet; sliding a modest hand on Jenna’s back when he leads you past other patrons and to a secluded table – heads already turning in your direction. Jenna jumps, sending you a menacing glare and for a moment you feel slightly scared by the fire in her eyes – dropping your hand immediately. 

Okay, no touching. Got it.

“Here we are, the best seat in the house. We have complementary champagne on the table to start your evening. We’ll give you a few moments to get settled,” He sends a tight smile causing his wrinkles to show – definitely trying too hard but you’d never say no to free alcohol.

“Thank you,” You bid, pulling a chair out for Jenna.

She walks to claim the opposite chair, assuming you’re taking the one you pulled out. But she stares as you stand behind the open chair, awkwardly. Only then did she seem to realize that the seat was for her.

Raising her brows, she looked a little surprised but wordlessly and a bit awkwardly (she sends a tight-lipped smile) sits over to the chair allowing you to push it in for her, before taking your own seat across.

The first thing you grab is the bottle of champagne and the flute. 

You miss Jenna’s tracking eyes as you pour a hefty glass. “Is that really the best thing for you to have, especially after last night? Also, it’s like 4 PM.”

“I didn’t know you were the alcohol police and it’s 8 PM somewhere.” You take big gulps of the champagne, savouring the way it burned but also felt cool on the way down.

“Trust me, I’m not. But my ass is on the line here too and there are people watching.” She grits out the last part, signalling with her eyes. You glance up catching two girls from another table with their phones up, no doubt taking pictures and recording you and Jenna. 

Looking away, you place the glass flute down, sitting back in your seat with a slump. “Fine…”

“When are you going to take this seriously?” She whispers, tone: sharp.

“I am taking this seriously,” You fight to keep your face impassive knowing there are eyes on you both. 

“No, you’re not. You couldn’t even sit through the meeting this morning and now you’re acting like a child. Might I remind you, we’re in this mess because of you.”

You clench your jaw, trying your hardest not to blow up in this fine establishment. 

“I’m the reaso��“

“Are we ready to order?” The waitress cuts in.

“Yes, we are.” Jenna turns to her with that large, sweet smile that sells millions.

●●●

‘New Gal-Pals in Hollywood, Y/N L/N and Jenna Ortega spotted out for lunch’

It was now the following day after your ‘lunch date’ with Jenna and you wish to say it only got better as time went on but that would be a lie. You two did not get along – at all. How was it possible for your management to find the one person on this planet that you just couldn’t get along with. 

You know difficult, you can handle difficult. You’ve worked with the likes of Shia Lebeouf, Gweneth Paltrow, Michael Bay… just to name a few. You’ve had your fair share of difficult colleagues.

But this girl? She’s something else. 

“Gal pals? Really?” Your nose scrunches in distaste.

“No wait, this one’s better! Wednesday star Jenna Ortega supports new bestie, Y/N L/N amid Vegas arrest.”

“Stop.” But Link’s loud laughter overpowers you.

“Oh! We got one that’s different, Trouble-maker, A-lister, Y/N L/N, will drag down rising-star Jenna Ortega!”

“Okay, that’s just bullshit.” You pique up.

“Rising star?” Jenna voices in disdain.

“Enough!” Liv’s voice echoes from your laptop speaker. “This isn’t the headline we wanted.”

You roll your eyes, scanning the candid photo of you and Jenna sitting at the restaurant.

The images look tame enough and can definitely be interpreted as just two friends out for a bite. News outlets don’t buy it, but the internet is already freaking out; spewing out unsolicited opinions on this new pairing. Some think you two are just friends, some think it’s a date, others think it’s for a movie role.

“I thought I did a good job,” Jenna speaks up on the other line of the Facetime call. 

“Clearly not…” You mumble, but she catches it anyway, rolling her eyes. 

“We need to up the ante, this is not good enough.” Liv sighs and you can hear the trepidation through the call.

“Like what?”

“There’s a Lakers game tonight and you two are making your first official appearance.” She grins with mischief.

“Lakers?” Jenna rouses, sounding excited.

“How would they interpret that differently than before?” Shaking your head.

“I got a plan already, darling. I have a guy in TMZ who’s going to break the first official headline that you two are in the ‘getting to know each other’ stage. Which is where you two come in… after the game headlines of your guys’ date night will be the number one trending topic.” She explains, eyes lighting up in excitement.

Liv loves to lay out her plans to whoever was willing to listen — you’re already tuning her out.

You are sure her plan is genius like she says it is.

“Are they versing someone decent, at least?” You ask tiredly. When were you going to get some time to yourself?

“Celtics.”

“I’m in.”

●●●

“Do you really have to wear sunglasses indoors? Everyone knows we’re here.” Jenna whispers from beside you.

“It’s part of the look.” You retort, sliding down the foldable chair. Why are courtside seats so uncomfortable for all the money I’m paying?

“What look.”

“We got two stars in the Lakers house tonight! Everyone, please give a warm welcome to Y/N L/N and Jenna Ortega!”’ The announcer booms through the stadium speakers. 

Looking up at the jumbotron, you and Jenna are plastered big and bright on the screen. You flash a dazzling smile and force your body to untense – ignoring Jenna’s quip.

You embrace the loud cheers and applauds, waving and sending the camera that dazzling smile you have mastered. Jenna copies your movements.

Eventually, the camera pans away from you two and you finally feel like you can breathe again. 

“God, I think my eardrums ruptured.” She complains, clutching her earring clad-ears painfully.

You laugh, “Oh come on, you don’t have people shouting for your attention at you at every turn?”

She frowns, shaking her head, “Not at this level… I like to think I still have some anonymity.”

Snorting, you say, “Yeah well, just wait. That’ll all be gone — so enjoy it while you can.” 

You don’t see her frown deepen because you spot a familiar face. “Look who’s in the house!”

“Hey!” You stand briskly. Lebron James comes barreling over in large steps; greeting you with a hug and a pat on the back. 

“Feeling ready for tonight?” You ask, smiling up at the athlete. Being a big name in Hollywood definitely came with nice perks like knowing world-renowned athletes.

As much as you complain about your life – this is certainly a perk you can’t deny.

“You know it! We’re gonna mop the floors with your lil Celtics team.” He smirks making you laugh.

“Okay, save the trash-talking for the court... This is Jenna by the way.” You move to the side to reveal Jenna sitting; watching the two of you with a flabbergasted look on her face. 

“Nice to meet you, Jenna. My kids loved Wednesday, I think my daughter might dress up as you this Halloween.” He jokes; shaking her hand. 

It was quite an amusing sight to see Jenna crane her neck to meet the basketball player’s eyes. And you really tried your hardest not to snort when her tiny hands slide into his gigantic palms – her upper arm practically disappearing in his grasp.

They continue talking for a few more moments before the basketball player eventually bids his goodbye to continue warming up. 

“You’re friends with Lebron James?” She asked in disbelief when you sit back down.

“Yeah, is that surprising?” You arch a brow.

“Yes?” She asks like you were stupid for even asking.

You chuckle. “Well, now you know.” 

“Also… a Celtics fan, really? That’s just disgraceful.” She shakes her head.

You scrunch your face in faux annoyance, puffing your chest proudly, “Hell yeah the Celtics! We’re gonna wipe the court with your little Lakers in their own house.” 

“Don’t let people hear you say that, you’ll be stoned,” She laughs heartily. 

For a brief moment, you watch as she shakes in laughter at her own joke – unable to fight the infectiousness of her laugh. Her bangs shake with her movements as she attempts to hide her smile behind her hand.

Were you guys getting along? Nah, impossible. 

“I’ll just use you as a shield.”

“I’m like five-foot, I don’t think I’ll be much help.” She snorts. 

“Pocket-sized shield – makes travelling easier.” You shrug, smirking. 

She shoots you a side-eye but you see the smirk she tries to hide from you. 

Eventually, the national anthem is sung and tip-off begins. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t enjoying yourself right now. After the weekend disaster in Vegas, all you wanted to do was sleep away your fuck-ups. But this… isn’t so bad. 

Jenna seems to have loosened up and allowed herself to enjoy the game.

You cheer enthusiastically when the Celtics go on a 12-0 run in the fourth quarter. 

The score is 94 - 90, with the Lakers in the lead. You were standing now, your concession drinks and snacks forgotten under your chair. The energy in the stadium is infectious as everyone cheers for their respective teams.

“This is what I’m talking about, now we got a game!” You clap loudly, yelling.

“$100 Lakers win this one.” The sweet voice shouts over the crowd.

You turn, grinning. “That’s it? $1000, Celtics win.” 

The quiet contemplation is burning bright in her eyes, but eventually, she gives in extending her hand. “You’re on.”

Somehow, your grin stretches wider when she slides her hand in yours to seal the deal. “I can’t wait to be a $1000 richer.”

“In your dreams,” she clicks her tongue, focusing on the court.

“Come on ref, that was a foul!” She shouts at the checkered-shirt man as he runs past you.

She’s not looking at you but you find yourself unable to look away from her. 

Granted, you barely knew anything about Jenna before meeting her yesterday. But you think you like this laid-back version of her more than the one you met at first.

A whistle-blowing breaks your staring before it becomes too obvious.

Eventually, the game goes into overtime with the score being 104 - 104 when the Lakers gets both free throws in. You’re practically shaking in excitement as you watch from courtside.

You are bent over, hands on your knees like a soccer mom watching their kid get a penalty kick. You miss Jenna snapping a photo of the court with you bent over in the corner of the picture.

“Come on, Tatum!” You shout, a vein on your forehead protruding. 

“Did you say a $1000 richer?” She mocks, using your words against you.

“Don’t go on a victory lap yet,” You stand as the last time-out is called, “The score’s even and there’s still 5 seconds on the clock. It’s anybody's game right now.”

When the whistle blows signalling time-out is over, you are tense again. Jenna seems to share your sentiments as she absentmindedly grabs your jacket when the Celtics shooting guard walks behind the line to inbound the ball.

Anticipation getting the best of her.

You ignore the touch – unsure if you wanted to pull away or never move your arm again.

“Shit!” You yell when someone on the Lakers intercepts the Celtics attempt to inbound — sloppily passing it to another player in gold and purple. 

3 seconds remaining on the clock and a fast-break on the Lakers side ensues; green jerseys struggling to keep up.

“Schroder tips the Celtics inbound and manages to pass it off to Thompson, to James! James with a hail mary from half-court with 2 seconds, will he make it!” The announcer exclaims.

It was like the movies when everything goes silent and somehow you see everything in slow motion. You watch as the ball spins high above in the air with the powerful throw from the Laker’s power forward. The only thing you feel is Jenna’s fist gripping your arm, bunching the jacket in her hands. 

You unconsciously lean into her; the intensity of the room bouncing off you. 

The ball continues to spin until it amazingly flies through the basket with a satisfying swoosh and the buzzer rings loudly.

The crowd explodes – bursting into loud cheers. 

“Holy shit!” Jenna jumps, cheering.

“No fucking way.” You groan.

You feel her grab your shoulders to face her, still jumping up and down; a large smile on her face. You find yourself matching her grin despite your team not winning. 

Nodding in defeat, you admit, “Okay, okay… that was a pretty great game.”

“Great?” She shakes you like a rag doll, “That was the best game I’ve ever seen!” 

“Are you turning into a basketball fan, Miss Ortega?” You tease as she pulls away from you.

Still with a grin, she says, “Never… Football will always have my heart.”

“I didn’t peg you for an NFL fan but I guess I’ve heard stranger things.” You tease as she rolls her eyes.

“Soccer, Y/N.”

“Why didn’t you just call it the proper name then?”

“We are not starting this.” She holds a hand up, turning to sit back in her seat. The high of winning the bet, dwindling away.

●●●

“This is me…” Jenna says into the quiet night air. 

You shifted on your feet as you stood by your car. The night had been an unexpected…. success. After the game, you two made sure to stick around to chat and take pictures with fans in the crowd. 

The more eyes that saw you two together, the better. 

“Um… this was nice, I guess.” You mumble, feeling a bit awkward now that it was just you and her. 

She blinks up at you, surprised by your admission. “Uh – yeah, this wasn’t bad. Surprising, but not bad.” 

A small smile creeps on your face, “Okay, well I guess I’ll see you later… or whenever our managers say we need to be seen together again.” 

She laughs, nodding, “Yeah…”

A bright flash from your peripheral has you blinking, unfocused. “What the–”

“Paps…” She sighs. “Kiss my cheek.”

“What?” You asked bewildered.

She sends you a pointed look, turning her back from the direction of the flash so they couldn’t see her face. “Kiss my cheek, they’ll take a picture and then they’ll know we’re not just gal pals.”

Jenna is rolling her eyes but you’re still stuck in your spot. “Y/N.”

Snapping out of your thoughts, you clear your throat, “Are you sure? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

Something indecipherable shines in her eyes, but it disappears as she blinks, “You’re not asking for my hand in marriage, Y/N. Just kiss my cheek.”

Blushing, you lean down. Shyly placing your lips on her soft-dimpled cheek – she leans into the contact, placing a hand on your neck. Immediately, a flurry of bright flashes and sounds of clicking interrupt the moment. 

“Goodnight, Jenna.” You say softly once you pulled away; ignoring the goosebumps that rose on your skin.

“Goodnight.” She takes a moment to look at you before walking to unlock her gate.

You wait until she opens the metal door; not missing the kind eyes she shoots you as she shuts the gate. Only once Jenna’s out of your view did you let out a deep sigh, turning around.

“Y/N! Over here! Did you just kiss Jenna Ortega? What about the singer you were with in Vegas? Are you two over?”

You didn’t want to give the paparazzi lurking on her street more reason to stay, so you keep your head down ignoring their shouting and slip into your car.

●●●

“How was it?” Her sister’s voice can be heard on her phone. 

“Awful – she’s a menace, Mia.” Jenna replies as she opens her fridge, looking for a mid-afternoon snack. 

It was now Sunday afternoon and as predicted – you and Jenna are the top headline of every major news outlet in America. 

“Did you tell her that you loved her in Little Women?” 

“What? No, of course not! I’m not gonna tell her that.”

“Why not? You watched that movie like five times when it came out.” Her sister reminds.

“Shut up, Mia.”

“Okay, anyways…” She trails off, laughing. “I saw the pictures. You’re smiling pretty wide with her. Also the kiss on the cheek when she was dropping you off? Chef’s kiss. Just perfect.”

Jenna rolls her eyes, “It’s all part of the act. Of course, I look happy.”

“There’s videos of you jumping on her. I can barely scroll through my Twitter feed without seeing an edit of you two at the game.”

“Stop. I don’t want to talk about her anymore.” Jenna snaps.

“Okay, okay…” Mia laughs and Jenna can picture her raising her hands in surrender. “Let’s talk about New York, are you excited?’

Jenna lets out a repressed sigh. With all of this PR mess with you, she hasn’t had time to think about how busy her schedule is about to be. The Scream VI premiere and SNL is inching closer and the Coachella native is feeling the familiar phantoms of anxiety rumbling in her chest. 

“Yeah, of course, I am. It’s SNL…”

“But?” Aliyah, her younger sister’s voice comes out of nowhere.

“But it’s SNL!” Jenna exclaims, “It’s a big deal! What if… what if I fuck up? Or I break character?”

“Okay… let’s take a deep breath,” Mia speaks up. She recognizes her sister’s looming anxiety and knew she had to act before the young actress sends herself into a panic. “You will kill it, like you always do and you won’t mess up. It’s okay to be a little nervous.

“Right, right.” Jenna agrees but the weighted pressure in her chest was still to creeping in.

Mia hums over the line unconvinced, “Listen, the whole family is flying in before your premiere. So don’t worry, we’ll be there, cheering you on!” 

Jenna can’t fight the smile that creeps up on her face. The thought of her family being there on one of the most important nights of her career is all she needs. They always had her back, picking her up when she felt like she couldn’t do it anymore. “Thanks, guys. I really appreciate that.”

●●●

“You want me to fly to New York, to what– be her personal cheerleader?” You dead-pan, watching as Link frantically throws clothes and shoes into a suitcase. 

It’s been about a week since the Lakers and Celtics game and news of you and Jenna’s night out in town are still abuzz. The two of you made a couple more subtle appearances over the last couple of days and the media is eating it up shamelessly. Pictures of you and the star are plastered on the front pages; be it grabbing coffee or grocery shopping or walking your dog at the park.

Now, you couldn’t even step outside without someone hurling Jenna’s name at you.

But you couldn’t lie. It was nice to have some company while you run your errands. Only yours though — you hated when you had to do hers. Jenna always thought too hard about which cereal to get, like she’s ever home to eat it.

‘New budding romance in Hollywood? Do we have a new power couple on the rise with Y/N L/N and Jenna Ortega? These two seem to be getting to know each other well… click here to read more’ 

Was the first thing you read when you turned on your phone this morning. 

Of course, it’s never that easy because there are still a handful of nobodies sending hateful messages about your criminal escapades – not everyone was convinced.

Some well-known people on social media – people you personally know are adding fuel to the fire; engaging in discourses of you and Jenna and if you are dragging her down just by being associated with you.

Fake-ass motherfuckers.

“Yes, I think those are the exact words Jake and Liv put in their texts, actually.” He reaches for his phone to read over the message; mocking you. 

“Stop, Link…” You run a hand on your face, “Tell them I’m not going. I have better things to do, Coachella is right around the corner and I literally have a song I need to send to my producer.”

He watches as you childishly cross your arms, scowling. 

If you weren’t his best friend he would’ve said goodbye to the Hollywood life – too rich for his blood. Link wasn’t sure how he still put up with your attitude after all these years. Could you have said those words any more snobbishly?

“Are you done?”

“No.”

“Well you don’t have a damn choice. Now, take a shower – Marcus will be here in an hour to drive us to LAX. And you can record in New York, no one said you had to be attached to Jenna’s hip.”

“What if I don’t want to.” You stand your ground. 

“Don’t do this today, Y/N.” He sighs. 

For a few moments, you hold your ground; contemplating if you should dig a hole and barricade yourself – metaphorically, of course. But never say never. 

Link raises a challenging brow – daring you to try him today. 

Wow, someone must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed…

Knowing what that look meant, you knew when to pick your battles and accepted the loss, trudging over to the master bathroom but not before slamming the door behind you.

“Don’t be slamming doors ‘round here! I don’t care if the house is under your name.” He shouts from the other side. 

“Fuck off!” You yell back, yanking your shirt off as the water turns hot.

He is such a dad.

–

“What are you doing here?”

“Hi to you too, Jenna. How was your day? Mine was great, the flight was a bit bumpy but I can handle a ‘lil turbulence. Thanks for asking.” You reply, ignoring the furrow in her brow hidden behind the silky fringe. 

You wonder what conditioner she uses to get her hair looking that soft.

“Y/N…” Jenna sighs, walking past you to enter your hotel suite. Walking into the living room to place her shoulder bag on the coffee table then she turns to face you, crossing her arms still waiting for an answer. “I’m serious, why are you in New York.”

You lean against a wooden panel, crossing your arms as well. “Didn’t your team tell you?”

Her frown deepens, patience thinning the longer you beat around the bush. “Obviously not or I wouldn’t be here.”

“Okay relax…” You warn not appreciating her tone. You literally just landed an hour ago and it’s almost midnight East Coast time. The timezone switch is fucking with you and her attitude is the last thing you need. 

“Don’t tell me to relax.” She snaps. The young actress hated those words, it always made her more riled up.

You scoff trying your hardest not to snap back but controlling your anger has never been your strong suit. “Why do you think I’m here? Liv told me I had to show face for your premiere and SNL episode. Be your cheerleader or some shit.”

She drops her arms, frown still etched on her soft face. What? Ignore that.

“Shit, I think Sarah might’ve mentioned it but I was just so busy with rehearsal and fittings with Enrique that I didn’t see.” Jenna sighs, rubbing her forehead.

For the first time since she barged into your room – you take a moment to scan her. Her face is bare and makeup free but you can see the dark smudges from her eyeliner earlier today just under the lashline. She was dressed in a large sweater and mismatched sweatpants; the sleeves are so long it covers half her hands and her short wavy locks tied into a messy low bun.

Her clothes practically engulfed her tiny stature. You figure this is a pretty rare sight that most people aren’t privy to and suddenly you’re unsure as to why it’s so hard to look away. 

“I didn’t mean to snap… I’m sorry.” She says quietly, looking at you like she was genuinely apologetic. 

“It’s fine…” You shrug and pushed off the wall to sit on the couch. Everyone has their days, you thought.

“I didn’t mean to ambush you. I really thought you knew I’d be here.” You turn on the TV, not being to stand the silence in the large room.

Jenna sits down beside you, tucking her feet against her chest. When did she take off her shoes? “It’s not your fault.”

The sigh she lets out is heavy and something tells you there’s some meaning behind it too. But you didn’t feel like it was your business so you zip it and continue watching the TV drone on about a program you don’t care about. 

“I saw clips of your SNL promo… I thought it was hilarious – you were great and that reporter outfit? So cool.” You change the subject. It gets her to smile as her dimples poke out, a little shy now. 

“It’s so cringy.” She covers her face. 

“Awh, nah… the internet loved it.” You laugh, a little amused that the actress was all flushed by a single compliment. 

Call it big-headed, call it ego, call it whatever you want but you personally relished it when people fawned over you. 

“Of course they did. They’re the whole reason for the meme.” She rolls her eyes after dropping her hands but she still had a toothy smile. 

“I bet that dance follows you everywhere…” 

“Every. Fucking. Day.” She says then raises a brow at you, “How do you know about the dance, though?’

You send her an affronted look, “I’m not a grandmother, Jenna. I know what’s hip with the kids.”

She snorts, “You’re an idiot – I just mean, I didn’t think you were on TikTok like that with a schedule like yours. Also, that app is toxic.”

“Every social media app can be toxic.” You quip, “But get off your high horse, your majesty. I literally just saw a couple of edits on Twitter of it.”

“Uh huh…” She hums, unconvinced, if the side glance she throws you was any indication. “But yeah the writers wanted to do a bit with Wednesday and this is what we came up with.”

“Well, I think it’s genius… from a business standpoint.” You offer up, nudging her shoulder then turning back to the TV.

You miss Jenna’s bothered frown. “Business standpoint?”

“Yeah,” You say off-handedly, “It’s smart, good for you.”

“Are most things a ‘business standpoint’ for you?” She asks, genuinely curious about what you could mean.

“Hmm. I guess I never thought of it like that but now that I’m saying it out loud, yeah, kinda.” You shrug, thinking about it. 

Most of the interactions in Hollywood that you have had are based on transactions and is usually for your own self-interest.

“...That’s kinda sad.” She says getting you to turn.

“What does that mean?” You frown.

“I’m just saying… there’s more to this industry than business deals and brand offers.” This time Jenna offers up a thought but it sounds a bit judgemental to you, shrugging.

You’re furrowing your brows, sitting up straight. “Look, you don’t even know me. Just forget what I said.”

But the laugh she lets out grinds your gears in the most unpleasant way.

Jenna holds up her hands in surrender but it feels mocking. “Clearly…” She emphasizes. “But I’m just saying, there’s no need to get all defensive.”

“Okay, I don’t know what kind of shit you were dealing with today but don’t take it out on me. Don’t come to my room talking about things you know nothing about.” You glower.

She matches your frown, standing. “It kinda sounds like you’re the one dealing with something, actually.”

“I think you should leave.” Your glare turns sharp and cold, standing too.

“Already on my way out.” She scoffed, snatching her bag aggressively off the coffee table then turns to walk to the front door. 

You follow to make sure the door hits her on the way out but she stops abruptly by the hall causing you to trip on your own feet to not tumble over her. 

“I think you should go back to L.A.” She glares up at you, tightly clutching her shoulder bag.

The laugh you let out is humourless, stepping back to create space between you and the other actress. “And get my ass handed to me by Jake, Liv and Sarah? They’re like four horsemen of the apocalypse – just searching for their last member. No thanks. You got a problem with me here? You deal with it.”

She clenches her jaw, “Done. Leave it to me.” Then turns and leaves making sure to slam the door shut. 

Those hotel doors weigh a fuck ton, how did she do that? And what did she mean leave it to me?

“Can I come out now?” Link peeks his head out from the adjoining room; fear present on his features.

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tagging who comment so far:

@alexkolax @ladey @jjsmaybank20 @werewoofrobinbuckley

[heyftinally]

https://www.tumblr.com/defendingts/750845507072622592/what-do-you-think-the-p-and-the-r-in-pr-stand-for?source=share

“no celebrity is treated the way Taylor is.”

That is such an outrageous claim. Taylor is praised by 90% of the media. Taylor has a [rabid] fan base that send literal death threats to people who voice their negative opinions on her. Taylor being called out for genuinely bad work and bad choices is not hate it’s accountability.

Britney Spears has it worse than Taylor and continues to have it worse than most celebrities. Miley Cyrus endured some of the worst treatment from the general public and media of a current star when she was growing up. Justin Bieber has been abused by the media since he was 15. Michael Jackson was ridiculed at every turn when he was alive and people still tried to take advantage and drag his name through the dirt after he died. Marilyn Monroe was treated as more of an object than a person and still is mistreated today with misrepresentations of her life being made for entertainment purposes. Cassie literally just had footage of being assaulted by her ex Diddy released to the public. God I could keep going but I won’t. The proof is out there. She’s just too blind to see it. She claims she’s not a Swiftie but she clearly is. If she’s neutral towards Taylor she could at least acknowledge that Taylor has had it very easy in contrast to MOST celebrities.

I had her original account blocked but she made a new one and keeps posting in the anti tag and I’m just fed up. I’ve blocked her again but I needed to rant. Most people in the anti tag aren’t actively hating just expressing their frustrations and even if they were hating. ITS IN THE ANTI TAG. OMG. Sorry but she’s clearly a Swiftie who doesn’t have a god damn life and is baiting people into her ask box. She probably sends herself messages to show she’s got a larger following than she actually does. It’s pathetic. She calls antis pathetic but really we vent to a couple of blogs who agree with our thoughts and those blogs post them. She’s the one seeking out these things to complain about them. It’s so f*ckin annoying

I've honestly called other performers WAY worse things than I've called Taylor Swift. I've criticized countless artists for a variety of things. Hell, anyone who knows me knows I have just as many issues with Harry Styles as I do Taylor Swift (they're basically two versions of the same issues if you ask me).

I tag my posts the way I do for one reason, and one reason only: so that swifties can block me, block the tag(s), and fuck off. I'm not going to sit here and try to convince someone that they shouldn't support her - that has to come from your own moral compass. But in return, don't come on to my posts and tell me I'm wrong for having an opinion based on the facts we're given 24/7.

And as far as the old bullshit of "antis are pathetic" (how very 2010 tumblr lol), I say mocking someone for having an opinion you don't like is MORE pathetic. Taylor Swift is shoved down our throats literally constantly - if I'm forced to be aware of her bullshit, I'm going to have an opinion on it. If that opinion isn't favorable towards her, sucks to fucking suck. You know what I don't post about? Who Hilary Duff did or didn't go on a date with last weekend. Because I have no clue what happens in her personal life, and I'm not about to go be a stalker freak to find out. If Taylor Swift can't stand people not liking her, maybe she should put less of herself on display. And again, if swifties don't like my opinions, they can block me and my tags like adults and move on.

[souvenir116]

Fic Writer Interview 🌸

ty for the tag @13834 ❤️❤️

How many works do you have on ao3?

16 with anonymous works included

What’s your total word count?

295k

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

vanilla carnations, kiss it better, pick a lane, driving under influence, once i pull this trigger off

Do you respond to comments? Why/ why not?

i usually try to buy sometimes i get behind or wait for a day to answer all together after posting a chap then forget 💔 but i usually try to make time because comments always mean so much to me

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

i don't do angst endings normally but maybe mind break of a character starting to want someone that actually has harmed them before? yeah

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

i think it's vanilla carnations there was literally a proposal 😭😭

Do you write crossovers?

no

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

I cant remember each one but this one tops all and we talked about it for a couple days w friends

then decided it was better this way 😁

(it was ltrlly just angry sex and Max coming inside Charles before they have to go to the team debrief bcz Charles crashes into Max, kind of deliberately)

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

i can do all unfortunately 😔 omegaverse, rule 63, [redacted] etc... I was birthing fic after fic for kinkmeme once (now i can't even properly write smut 💔)

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

no as far as i know

Have you ever had a fic translated?

ppl asked for permission before but I'm not sure if they eventually finished it!!

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes... w my baby @a-amvryllis but we both didnt have time so it kinda dropped out. and tbh I think there are a few people my writing matches exactly as someone who writes so descriptive and meanless poetic words, but we could always meet in the middle!!

What's your all-time favourite ship?

im going to be rlly honest when i say lestappen is my first ship and probably last other than Justin Bieber and me in 2015 💔

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

idt ill finish that girl Charles fic for the fest... I dont think people liked it also but i decided to use that ending plot in another fic since it would be more fitting lol

What are your writing strengths?

i can write fast when I'm in mood. once i wrote 8k in a day. the words will just flow and ill be so thankful

What are your writing weaknesses?

tbh im not sure? i like my writing and we all have writers block from time to time, but sometimes i wish i had a better vocabulary but also vocab means nothing if you're going to make ppl open dictionaries every 10 word 😭 also paragraph starts. i hate starting them w "charles max max charles a but charles" if you get what i mean so i especially pay attention on it every new paragraph to make the reading easier 😭

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

i always add a () for the english version if I'm going to keep the foreign dialogue just a bit, because come on no one needs to switch between tabs on translate/fic, but if its long, then adding a subtle detail about how they keep the convo in that language and writing in italicized is cool. i also will write dutch and french pet names so randomly. i dont care if it sounds bad for native people im not a native for both 💔

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

f1

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to?

galex. i actually started it but its still a wip with also lestappen and landoscar going on!! so theres no main ship but like.. a sitcom kind of friend group consisting of couples. yup

What's your favourite fic you've written?

because its my first, and i like the scenario so much, brainstorming w many irls, i think its a very good plot- oiptto. alas i had some people telling me the writing is rlly bad which is, cool, it was my first time writing a fic let alone in english. if you ask about writing, even if i wrote vanilla carnations so fast, i think its rlly nice written also @a-amvryllis helped me sooo much about each event and plots (and i do believe it was creative all of them in general) so i would say that.

tagging every author who wants to do that but randomly @a-amvryllis @blueberry-obsessed @bumblewyn @eterniravioli @f1-giuki @fueledbyremembering @lovelylotusf1 @lestappenforever @laura1633 @paint-it-red-and-black @saviour-of-lord in alphabetic order so i won't forget anyone 😭🩷

[infernalodie]

have you ever listened to that one lana del rey song with The Weeknd? it’s call star girl interlude. (this isn’t part of the imagine, just thought about sharing this song with someone 🤷)

anyways- i was wondering if you’d be up for an imagine with cassie howard x male!perez!reader where the reader and cassie have been dating after she ended things with mckay. the reader has been in love with cassie ever since first meeting her when he went to pick up maddy at cheer practice and offered her a ride home. since he’s maddy’s older brother, he’s close to the friend group and therefore is protective of the girls (especially rue, since he, lexi, and her have been friends since pre-school). he was also the one to help calm maddy when she didn’t want to cooperate with the detectives when they found out about her bruises, and the reader had been livid finding out that nate jacobs had laid his hands on his sister, which sent him a flurry of emotions and almost killing nate until maddy had to physically hold him back. its their graduation ceremony for their last year and they’re celebrating it together with a party at the Howard household. the reader is trying to convince cassie and the girls to tag along in his and maddy’s yearly trip to Vegas? (or wherever you prefer for a summer trip)

also- hope you’re doing alright, mate. moving around is hard. it’ll get better :)

I just listened to that and oh my god...horny vibes asf lol!

𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 || 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝

"𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘔𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘕𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦"

Inspo: Daniel Caesar - Get You Justin Bieber - 2 Much

Pairing: Cassie Howard x Male!Perez!reader

Summary: You had always had a large influence in Cassie’s life and many others. Yet, you never expected a single thing in return besides her love.

Warnings: Smut, fluff, and a bit of angst

Words 2673

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

The midnight air was filled with pure excitement from fellow kids seeking to further their night of bliss. After all, it was the graduation party and everyone was searching to enjoy this little break of time and space from all the drama that seemed to infest East Highland. This was everyone’s chance to truly let go and be free from everything, and that didn’t happen much in not just East Highland, but Highland as a whole.

You. You were all Cassie had on her mind the moment she stepped into the Perez household. Her sense was amplified by 10 with the most manageable thoughts of you that weren’t related to sex. And when she saw you sitting in the corner of the house, arms wrapped protectively around Rue and Lexi’s shoulders, who were laughing at the hushed whispers you spouted as you pointed at a few partygoers, likely making fun of the poor souls, she felt her excitement sprout from the dirt that had accumulated over the brief days of not seeing you.

That’s the type of effect you had on her. For small breaks in time and days, she feels lost without you, no way-finder to guide her to the lifeline you provided her every single day.

“Maddy, I don’t have time for this!” You whined. “I have to grab us food for tonight. I don’t want to have mom nagging me about being late for this shit.”

You were seated on the hood of your car, rubbing your eyes from the exhaustion and lack of sleep of studying. One of the biggest downfalls in your opinion when it came to school. Doing all the tedious tasks that were asked? Fine. But staying up past 3 AM to get ready for a test? Oh, you would rather have Maddy patronize you with all her make-up and outfits.

Your sister, who was standing beside you, rolled her eyes. “Relax, alright?” She said. “The food isn’t running. And we might need to grab more. My friend is staying over for the night.”

Her smart comment made you roll your eyes. She always had a tendency of being a smartass when it wasn’t exactly needed in a conversation. When you were about to question her on her last statement, Maddy lifted her head and her lips formed into a grin. “Cassie!”

Turning your head, your lips parted at the beautiful blonde making her way over. Cassie? You swear you have heard that name around school and from the multiple phone calls you have heard your sister have in the late hours of the night. At the time, there was no putting a name to a face as the school had been kicking your ass.

But now, Cassie, this beautiful blonde with the most beautiful smile had finally been given to you. Leaving you breathless as Maddy and she ran to one another and hugged.

There was no way for you to stop staring a bit longer than appropriate. Could anyone blame you when such a beautiful girl suddenly appeared? She something close to an angel coming down to earth to bless you and your fellow despicable race with the gifts she would give to the world. Her voice, her beautiful blue eyes, long luscious blonde hair that glowed under the sunset, and that smile that you had a suspicion was more than anything remotely close to innocent.

They made their way over with Cassie’s baby blues connected with yours. Lips twitched into a smile as you stood up from the hood of your car. Offering a smile as your sister and the blonde devil stopped short of a few feet from you.

“Y/n, this is Cassie.” Maddy’s greeting was replaced with you holding out your hand for the blonde.

“Pleasure to meet you, Cassie,” you said. “I’m Maddy’s brother. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Cassie took your hand, shaking it with that beaming smile of hers. “I know who you are,” she announced. “Lexi’s my sister. She talks a lot about you.”

“Your sister is Lexi?” You asked, lips forming a smile of disbelief. “You two don’t look at all similar. Still beautiful though.”

That had been the first time you ever saw Cassie. But it sure as hell wouldn’t be too long later that day when you would see her again.

Birds could be heard tweeting just beyond the walls of the Perez household. The faintest sound of a movie being played on the TV and casting light towards the shadows that invaded each corner of the living room to the kitchen.

Maddy sleeping soundlessly on the couch, unknown to the soft slapping of skin clapping together just beyond the couch and in the dark kitchen. Cassie was bent over the island, tears springing from her eyes, fingers interlocked with yours as your body shadowed over her. Her head craned to the side just enough to allow her lips to connect with yours. The kiss was heated, full of need.

In no way, had she expected to be bent over a counter with her best friend's hot brother fucking her senselessly. But she couldn’t find the tiniest bit to care about the complications of such. The way your tender hands rubbed her back as your hips slammed against her ass, creating ripples on her skin, she was lost in the bliss. Feeling each punch of your cock against her cervix causes her head to go lightheaded.

And the way your tongue tasted of her arousal, she was addicted. Needing even more than what she was already exposed to. The way you had gazed down at her with such lust had her folding to her knees, metaphorically and literally. She couldn’t get enough of everything you had to offer her.

You parted just a breath away, hips rolling into her ass and causing the girl’s eyes to flutter with a whimper falling from her lips. You watched with a smirk, pressing a kiss to her shoulder.

“I knew you weren’t innocent, angel.”

Since then, Cassie knew there had been something between you two. Maybe not at first, but as time went on, she showed up more, something had developed. A friendship most likely as she now called and texted you quite a bit during her free time with school. It’d been your last year and she was more than keen to spend every moment she could with you.

But as fate liked to play its little game, you had been pulled into the chaos that revolved around Maddy’s relationship with Nate. From the start, you had hated the kid the moment you met him, and you were sure the feelings had been mutual. And as much as you hated it, you didn’t step into it considering this was your sister’s relationship. It hadn’t been your place to speak on such a thing when it came to someone as snappy and rude as Maddy.

It was only after you and Cassie got together, that you found out how much bullshit Nate had done to your sister. Now, you had suspected something going on when Maddy showed up at home with bruises around her neck. You questioned her on it, and at the time, she denied it being anything. But when your parents called you to the police station to calm her down, she confessed it had been Nate.

Of course, you were insistent on saying something to the police and getting justice, but she begged you not to. So, her being your little sister, the girl you could never deny, you left it alone. Decided to instead, just be there for her with Cassie coming around to help take both of your minds off the piece of shit that didn’t live that far from your home. Maddy may not be weak or helpless, but you always protected your sister. You never let someone get away with treating her like shit or laying an unwarranted finger on her.

And in many cases, when you went to parties with Maddy and Cassie, both girls had to restrain you from doing anything. Practically dragging you to the other side of the party where the rest of the girls would come and keep you company. They all knew of your protectiveness over Maddy as it travelled to them as well. Having, in many situations, beat guys to a bloody mess when they hurt or said some douchebag comments towards any of them.

But Nate wasn’t just any other type of douchebag. He was a monster. A despicable excuse of what could be considered a human being. He shared the same oxygen as you and you wanted to change that.

The front door to McKay’s house opened, revealing Cassie with a ton of kids partying in the background. But the blonde was greeted by you and some of your other friends, who she had met before. They were all trouble, including you. Each of them had been some of your friends since grade school and they all had grown up in the slums of Highland. All of them had something in common with one another. So, the sight of them wearing tracksuits with their hands behind their backs, she could only guess that your presence came with chaos.

“Y/n, what’s up?” She asked as you cupped her cheek.

“Head home, Cass,” Was all you told her before moving past her and stepping further into the house. “All you little ass kids need to get the fuck home now!”

You pulled out a pistol with Joey and Clay pulling out their own. But the sight of the weapons had kids scrambling and quickly searching for the nearest escape. “Get your asses moving!” Clay barked at some kids that sprinted past him.

Rounding a corner, you came face to face with Rue, Jules, Lexi, and Kat. “I’m going to need you all to hand over any drugs or alcohol in your possession,” you quipped.

“What the hell are you doing here, Y/n?” Lexi asked and gasped at you waving your pistol.

“Gonna have a nice chat with our little friend, Nate,” you told her before turning to Joey. “Joey, get them out of here and into my car.”

The four yelled, protesting for you to reconsider, but you didn’t listen. Moving up the stairs where you could hear the faintest sound of moans and grunts. You knew Nate was here as it had been the reason Maddy decided not to show up tonight. So, you considered this moment to get some payback.

Turning down the hall, stepping closer towards the sounds of pleasure, you smirked. “The po-po’s is here!” You imitated in an extremely high tone, earning a quiet snicker from Clay. “Y’all better run, man! These white cops are crazy! They just shot Carl and they ain’t stoppin’, man!”

Once you arrived at the door, you kicked it open to reveal a frantic Nate Jacobs and a random blonde you didn’t care to know or get to know. When Nate saw you with a gun, he started rushing towards the window, which you were quick to start.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going, white boy?” You grabbed him by the back of the head and slammed his face into the window. Cracking it as you grabbed him and tossed him to the ground.

“Time for you to get dressed and get the fuck out, sweetheart.” Clay tossed the girl her clothes, which she took gladly and took off out of the room.

You grabbed Nate and tossed him into a nearby chair. “You know why I’m here?” You asked. “And I suggest you answer correctly or else I am going to shoot your tiny dick off, Nate.”

Nate winced, touching his forehead that had a fresh new cu. Blood dripped into his eyes, only furthering his deliriousness with him murmuring incoherent words. Having had enough, you smacked his cheek. “I’m not gonna ask again, Nate.”

“You’re here because I threatened her,” Nate groaned. “I put a gun to her head.”

“Correct,” you acknowledged. “Now, I’m giving you this one warning once. Stay the fuck away from my sister, my friend, and anyone else affiliated with me or else I will kill your parents and post all the videos of your daddy fucking guys, alright? I have no problem going to the police and telling them you’ve been blackmailing Jules and has child porn, ‘kay?”

He groaned but nodded nonetheless. Making you sigh and turn to Clay, which he understood and turned his back to you. Giving you direct access to the backpack that you unzipped. “Now, Nate,” you grumbled. “Knife, wrench, or blowtorch?”

The boy frowned, looking up at you in confusion. “What do you mean?”

Pulling out the items you had previously listed off, you grinned at the boy. “Choose the punishment or Clay and I will beat the living fuck out of you.”

No one has ever dared to say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing when it came to you, your friends, and Maddy. Especially when they found out Nate had severe burns across his chest and legs, hospitalizing him. But everyone knew Nate deserved it, even if you might’ve gone overboard with your message.

But as twisted as it may seem, Cassie loved you for it. Willing to put your life on the line for the ones you love. And all you ever asked for in return was their love and compassion to be in your life.

Maddy, who rose from her chair, snapped her fingers and slowly got everyone’s attention. You lifted your head to find Cassie having started to make her way over, but stopped short when Maddy sought everyone.

“Now, we’ve all graduated and we don’t have to deal with the bullshit of school,” Maddy started. “Y/n and I didn’t just invite all of you over for no reason.” Maddy motioned to you with an eager smile. “Would you like to tell them?”

With a sigh, you moved away from Rue and Lexi, quickly pulling Cassie into your arms with your front pressed against her back. The action caused Cassie to grin widely, tilting her head to look up at you, meeting your beautiful smile.

“Well, Maddy and I are going to Vegas and we were wondering if all of you would come along?”

The question had a few of them murmuring, some joyous with the idea and others hesitant. “I would be paying for all the tickets with Maddy paying for the food and transportation,” you reassured. “All you would have to do is just come and have fun.”

Hearing that was enough for everyone to quickly agree in extremes. Leaving you to look down at Cassie as she turned in your hold. “Do you think this is a good idea?” She asked. “You’re gonna be broke at the end of this.”

You shrugged dismissively. “As long as I get to be with you, I’ll be happy.”

Cassie smiled, leaning up to give you a short and delicate kiss. “As long as you fuck me in front of the view of the city, I’ll be glad.”

A mischievous grin formed on your lips as you felt the twitch in your pants. “Be careful of what you ask for, baby.”

“Y/n!” Cassie’s face was pressed to the window, displaying the whole view of Vegas below. It was so fucking nice.

But she couldn’t think much about it, turning her head to watch you grip her hips and fuck the life out of her. Gasp’s tumbling between her bruised lips with your head resting against her shoulder. The warmth of your body with her cold one was the perfect mixture to haze over your thoughts. Her walls clamping around you repeatedly, how deep you were inside her, it was all too good to ignore.

An arm wrapped around Cassie’s stomach and pulled her to have her back pressed against your sweaty front. Hot pants fell from both your lips as chuckled. “How did I get you?”

[folklorebae]

𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐀𝐔 - 𝐑𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫'𝐬 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 (𝐂𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧)

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 <– you could check them out if you want

Cast(s): Rockstar!Eren & Model!Reader

Cw: Swearing, reader using she/her pronouns

A/n: This is not part 3 actually. I'm just bored and Coachella week 2 is coming. So I decided to make this lol. Also, girls in pics/video are for references only!

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ynln.jpg Y/N at LAX last night!

OMG GUYS I THINK SHE'LL ATTEND COACHELLA WEEK 2

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ynspradabag THE QUEEN HAS ARRIVED Y'ALL!! I MISS HER SM

ynfan12 OMG YES YES YES

erenfan10 MANIFESTING WE'LL GET EREYN CONTENT

Eren via Instagram Story

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yourinstagram Guess who's in cali rn😈

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erenfan11 GODD WHY ARE YOU SO PRETTY😭😭😭

ynln.editx STEP ON ME OMFG😭😭🛐🛐

erenjaeger Do not miss my performance again or I'm breaking up with you🤬

↳yourinstagram Bitch, I was on the other side of the world. What do you expect?😒👎

↳carlajaeger Eren! Don't be rude to her

↳yourinstagram Carlaaa ilysm! It's okay, he apologized😊

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yourinstagram Coachella Week 2 🎡

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ereynpost gorgeous, gorgeous girl attends coachella to support her boyfriend<3

ynfan14 Our girlfriend is the prettiest😍 @erenjaeger

↳erenjaeger I'm sorry?? OUR?? OUR GIRLFRIEND?? SHE'S MINE, NOT OURS.

ynfan13 AHH I'M SO EXCITED! I HOPE I COULD MEET YOU!!

imaanhammam Omg I can't come today☹ Will you be there tomorrow??

↳yourinstagram Of course! I would never miss my husband (@harrystyles) performance😌

↳erenjaeger I hate you🙂

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paradisofficial Connie Springer. Backstage pre show. #CoachellaWeek2

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paradisfan5 Is it bad that I knew who this was before I read the caption?

paradisupdate We have been blessed😀

paradisfan6 Okay, but look at Connie's nails😍

hange.zoe HAHAHAHA WHO TOOK THIS PICTURE?!?!?

↳yourinstagram @jeankirschtein obviously, who else?

↳jeankirschtein EXCUSE ME?? Go ask your man🤨

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ereynpost Y/N AND CARLA WATCHING PARADIS' SET TOGETHER AT COACHELLA!!

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allaboutyn TWO PRETTY WOMEN<33

erenfan12 EREN & Y/N WEDDING, WHEN?

ynfan15 THEY LOOK SO CLOSE LIKE REAL DAUGHTER AND MOTHER😭😭😭

↳erenfan13 Ikr, she's so clingy. I love it🥺❤

ynfan13 I MET HER OMG! SHE WAS SUPER SWEET! SHE EVEN OFFERED ME HER FRENCH FRIES

↳ynfan16 FR?!? YOU'RE SO LUCKY😭

paradisheart Babe, have you seen @overheardla post? Idk if its real or not, but it's funny😭

↳ereynpost I just saw that! Carla really said "I don't understand paradis music. But I need to support them though."😭

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ereyn.daily EREN AND Y/N WERE SPOTTED TOGETHER AT COACHELLA'S BACKSTAGE!

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erenfan14 Carla seeing this👁👄👁

ynfan17 Man kisses like he just got out from prison

↳ynfan18 STOPGSDFCD☠

erenfan15 Jealous but they are the hottest ppl on earth so

ynfan19 I wanna join

erenfan16 Backstage? Why would a crew took this picture of them?

↳ereyn.daily No it was a fan who took this pic. People who have "artist pass" are allowed to be in backstage or around the artist's van!

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carlajaeger Had the best day with my favorite Jaeger❤

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yourinstagram AHHH I LOVE YOU! CAN'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW<33

↳carlajaeger I love you too sweetheart😊❤

ynfan20 FAVORITE JAEGER??? WAIT, Y/N WAS THE ONE CARLA SPENT THE WHOLE DAY WITH! IS Y/N A JAEGER NOW?!?!?

↳erenfan17 NO WAY OMG! THEY'RE MARRIED?!?!?

ynfan21 Damn, today's international heartbreak day😭💔

erenfan18 Alexa, play that should be me by Justin Bieber

ynfan22 Wait, wtf is going on? My brain can't process this😀

erenjaeger Mom... why you didn't tag me?? I was in the picture too

↳yourinstagram 😛😛😛

[mrs-cavill-wife]

𝕀'𝕝𝕝 ℕ𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕃𝕖𝕥 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝔾𝕠(One Shot)

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Female Reader

Warning: Angst. Language. Age Gap. Anxiety. Distance Relationship. Depression. Fluff. Tell me if I miss something.

Author's Note: First of all, I feel like after reading that, you guys will have questions if has something to do with Henry's personal life, if I hate this or that, what I think about certain things and I really don't want to bring haters. I have my opinion, people may agree and people may disagree, that's life. Second, this one, I can say, it's quite personal cause I deal with anxiety and depression and went through situations that gave me inspiration to this one. Third, I woke up with this song on my head and thought it would match so it is also a inspiration to this fanfic, I've been a huge fan of Justin Bieber, I know he has a few haters but please don't hate me for that lol yeah, it's a long ass note, I'm sorry. Hope you guys enjoy it and if you do, please like and reblog it! DM or Comment if you want to be on taglist! I'm all ears to feedback and suggestions!

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Buzz Buzz Buzz. I woke up startled by the vibration over my belly. It was my cell phone. I sighed looking at the ceiling, the place, my feelings, easing the situation.

The sheets were wet, stuck to my skin because of the sweat, but despite that, I was covered with a thick sheet, the weather were fine but everytime I go through those emotions, it affects me, not just mentally and emotionally but also physically and last night, I felt so cold. My arm was around his pillow, which I made a point of spraying with his favorite perfume last night. It was one of those difficult nights and I needed to feel him close somehow.

I spent the night on Instagram, watching news on gossip sites. Of course I shouldn't do that, he told me it wasn't a good idea, he don't wanted me wondering things and after all, it wasn't helping me at all, every time I saw a picture of them together, even though I was fully aware that it was just a scene, it was like a strong blow to my heart.

Oh no, oh no, oh

They say that hate has been sent

So let loose the talk of love

Before they outlaw the kiss

Baby, give me one last hug

Dating one of the most coveted celebrities in the world is perhaps one of the biggest challenges of my life. Or maybe the only one, because I have in mind that my life has never been the most productive. I'm only 19 years old, I have a whole life ahead of me, I can do a lot if I want to but I'm not very proud of my past, it may not seem like I didn't try to change, but when you deal with panic, anxiety and depression, the simplest things become a huge ass battle.

Many years ago, I always had difficulty in school, learning was always a challenge, I had a lot of difficulty focusing on classes and even more difficult to make friends, for me, I would be alone all year if no one tried to get close, I never managed to give the first one step. I managed to finish school, but middle school was where everything really started to fall apart. I had no friends, I talked to everyone but they were just classmates. I started to miss classes and one fine day, I gave up, however for a lot of my mother's teaching, I continued studying at a distance, at least to complete high school and succeeded. However, I spent about two years, doing nothing besides sleep and eat, until I decided to try to go to college. I tried, for three months, it seems little, but for me, it was a lot. It took a lot out of me, I really couldn't handle it. Whenever it was time to go, I felt that nervous, cold sweat, I couldn't even move. It hurted me to give up again, especially for my mother, seeing her suffer made me feel worthless and selfish.. so, again, I spent several years doing nothing in my life, this time, nothing that my mother tried, worked.

There's a dream that I've been chasing

Want so badly for it to be reality

And when you hold my hand

Then I understand that it's meant to be'

Cause baby, when you're with me

She started to think that I needed a new environment, new people and experiences and then, she said that I could choose somewhere to spend some time. I chose London. I traveled alone, and for the first time, there was some peak of happiness inside me. I was living in a hotel but my mornings boiled down to hot coffee as I enjoyed watch people living their productive lives in Hyde Park. And then, for several days, a handsome blue-eyed Brit with a big dog always by his side caught my attention. Of course I knew who he was, I'm kinda nerd, I loved superheroes and Superman was one of my favorites, and of course my legs shook every time our eyes met and how he smiled awkwardly as he looked away. It started like this until he got close, then we jumped in for small conversations, until he called me for lunch at his house, where our first kiss happened, until we became close friends and I became Kal's babysitter sometimes when he couldn't take him to work or needed to take a trip. And after years, I'm here, at the home of Henry Cavill, a celebrity and my boyfriend. It was a shock for my mother to know that we were going to live together, I actually never had a boyfriend but according to her, I showed happiness and confidence, and she was overflowing with happiness to see me like this so she trusted on him.

Again, dating a celebrity is not easy. It sounds bipolar but I don't care much about what others think or say, but yes, still other people's opinions can affect me a lot. So, we decided to keep our relationship between the two of us, he had relationships where the fans could fall on top with false accusations, malicious words and even threats. It was difficult for me, but I had confidence in Henry and I opened up about my insecurity problems and it was the reason for our decision, he was afraid of what these people could do to me mentally.

It's like an angel came by and took me to heaven

Like you took me to heaven, girl'

Cause when I stare in your eyes, it couldn't be better

I don't want you to go, oh no, so

But now, with, people thought he was single, which didn't bother me, but his managers wanted something to spice up his career, so now, for the media, he's dating an actress. It was all staged, as some call it, it's a PR relationship, paparazzi are hired to picture them everytime they hung out together, tabloids are paid to talk about rumors, they would post about each other on social media. And me? Why I'm handling it? He asked me too, many times. I would try my best to look fine and strong but he knows it's not easy to me. That's the main reason of why I barely slept last night, seeing all this mess on the internet. Torturing myself like I'm some weirdo masochist.

Let the music blast, we gon' do our dance

Bring the doubters on, they don't matter at all

'Cause this life's too long and this love's too strong

So baby, know for sure that I'll never let you go

Henry called nights before, like he always would do when he's away, even with his complicated schedule, he would always find some time to me. On our last conversation, he had a good and bad new. The good new? he's were coming back home in few days, coming back to me and Kal. The bad new? in few days, the tabloids would be on fire about new candids of them hanging out together, again. I was aware of every move, he would always tell me, without many details cause he knew it would hurt me but often, our conversations would end lead to "You sure that you want to be with me? You deserve better, I'm not even always by your side when you need the most". Partially, yes, it's truth but it's his life, he had to do certain things and I trust him, I love him, more than everything I've loved in my whole life. I am insecure? Hell yeah. He had been on PR relationships before us, it's business but I mean, this woman knew about me but of course they kinda became friends and she, damn, she's gorgeous, bombshell body, a whole career, popular, four years younger than him.. and me? I'm.. normal? My body is okay, I have no occupation at moment, I hardly finished middle school, no friends, nineteen years younger than him.. I know it's all fake but see your man with another person and the world loving it, yeah, it's hard.

I got my favorite girl

Not feeling no pain, no fear

Don't have a care in the world

Why would I when you are here?

I threw my phone on bed, I knew it were full of shit about him and "his girlfriend". I lead to shower, took off my Chiefs shirt, in fact, his shirt, was another way of feel him closer whenever he were away working. I got into the shower ready to get rid of the sweat of my body and I felt the chill when the warm water hit my head running down through my sensitive skin. That's all a shit, I have to say.. I need him, I want him, I love him with all of me but sometimes, I wish it were easier. I couldn't handle, I wrapped my arms around myself, leaned my forehead against the cold wall and started crying, wishing with all my strength to take my pain away together with each tear that ran down from my eyes.

There's a moment I've been chasing

And I finally caught it out on this floor

Baby, there's no hesitation

No reservation by taking a chance and more

Oh no, because

I stayed there for a few seconds, lost, stuck and drowning into my fears, stupid thoughts, insecurities, physical and emotional pain.. actually, not sure how long I stayed there but I woke up from my sadness when firm hards grabbed my waist, that familiar touch, his nose rubbed against my shoulder leaving a gentle kiss making me feel goosebumps from head to toe. Felt like Sleeping Beauty waking up from her curse.

"Henry!? I thought you would come this Saturday.."

I said low, trying don't sob and he wrapped tight his arms around me.

"I wanted to surprise you"

It's like an angel came by and took me to heaven

Like you took me to heaven, girl'

Cause when I stare in your eyes, it couldn't be better

I don't want you to go, oh no, so

He turned me around and I looked down. He saw me crying before, through breakdowns, nonsense insecurities, a silly movie.. but this time, he knew it was about us, about me accepting something, nobody with a few working brain cells would really accept but who said love is sane, right?

He touched my face and lift it, making me stare at him. And again, that bad sensation on my heart, I was sad for causing sadness on him, I could see how hard it were for him too but I would never ever ask him to give up of his dream because of me, I'm not worthy of such effort and I have no right to ask him anything like that.

Let the music blast, we gon' do our dance

Bring the doubters on, they don't matter at all

'Cause this life's too long and this love's too strong

So baby, know for sure that I'll never let you go

He softly pecked my lips then unwrapped his arms grabbing my soap then softly rubbing and spreading it all over my body. His touch. That was enough to make me forget my snuggles, at least for a few seconds, the arch on my heart had stopped.

After he wash my body and my hair, he grabbed a towel and helped me to wipe it. Wrapped the towel around my body after wiping his, and naked, he went behind me, tightly with his arms around my shoulders leading us to our room while he spread soft kisses on my neck.

It's like an angel came by and took me to heaven

Like you took me to heaven, girl'

Cause when I stare in your eyes, it couldn't be better

I don't want you to go, oh no, so

On bed, I saw for me some clean panties and his iconic blue shirt that made me smile, next to those, his underwear and some sweatpants. He grabbed my panties before sitting on bed, stretched his hand to hold mine and put it on his shoulder to support myself while I stand between his legs and helped me to wear it and his blue shirt. After that, he made me sit on bed and sat behind me, using my towel now to wipe excess water from my my hair, he got my brush, softly started combing it. During the whole process of helping me on bath, then to get dressed and untangling my hair, the tension of my body started to leave like smoke, my heart started beating again without haste, my hands and feet wasn't sweating cold, my nerves could relax, my soul wasn't feeling lonely anymore.

Henry finished with my hair and I felt he moving away, he wore his underwear, his sweatpants then laid on his pillow and patting his chest. I laid on his body, between his legs, with my head right on his naked furry chest, closing my eyes, curling myself like a little abandoned kitten and listening to his heartbeat. My favorite song. Feeling his unique male heartwarming essence and he put the sheets on top of us and again wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight and firm, making me feel safe again, making my doubts about us and me to disappear as his soft fingers caress the skin of my arm. We stayed like that for a while, in silence, just us and our love.

"Shhh don't even cry anymore, I'm right here for you, from head to toe, from my soul, to my heart and body, all for you"

Take my hand, let's just dance

Watch my feet, follow me

Don't be scared, girl, I'm here

If you didn't know, this is love

I felt his body moving under me, like he strength to grab something and a little "crack" noise, like something opening but I don't even bothered to check, I was feeling peace. And I felt his hand on my right hand, thought he was playing with my fingers like he used to do, until I feel something different slide on my finger. I opened my eyes lifting my hand and what I saw made me swallow empty. My eyes were locked on the heart shaped blue aquamarine, shining just like his eyes.

"Henry.. I.. w-what's that? what does that mean?"

Let the music blast, we gon' do our dance

Bring the doubters on, they don't matter at all

'Cause this life's too long and this love's too strong

So baby, know for sure that I'll never let you go

He smiled while I looked at him static but with no expression at all. He pecked my temple, wrapped his hand on mine, intertwining our fingers then sightly pecking the ring on my hand.

So don't fear, don't you worry 'bout a thing

I am here, right here (I'll never let you go)

Don't shed a tear

Whenever you need me, I'll be here (I'll never let you go)

"I saw that on a store I passed by, I immediately thought bout you. Babygirl, it means that I love you. It means that I know how hard it is for both of us, specially for you. It means that I feel like the worst person by making you go through that but also means that I can't explain how blessed I am for having you by my side through that, how proud I am of you for finding strength and keep going when your heart feels sad and your mind create more insecurities. It means I don't feel worthy of your efforts or your tears but you're a angel on my life and I want to be your heaven. It means that no matter how hard the obstacle is, we can go though that as long as we are together. It means that no matter what happens, as you do for me, I'll never let you go."

Oh no, oh no, oh

I'll never let you go

Oh no, oh no, oh

I'll never let you go

[ao3feed-izuku-midoriya]

Mirror

mirror by coolguyfelix

uh basically izu is big sad and sees himself in the mirror and is like "damn i look like this??? sheesh ugly ahh bitch LMAO anywayz lemme go pretend im totally fine now" except its actually kinda emotional (i hope) and not funny at all,,, lol

CW for slight suicidal ideation at the beginning!!! also dont read this if you can get triggered by the whole topic of not recognizing yourself anymore bc i know thats a pretty heavy topic and writing this made me kinda sad and i would hate to make someone feel terrible bc they wanted to read my silly little fanfic so yea beware!!! ---- But it doesn't matter if he looks away, somehow Izuku's eyes always catch a glimpse of the person in the mirror.

And it's dreadful every single time.

Izuku can't even recognize himself anymore. ----

Words: 387, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Mentioned Class 1-A, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, I listened to justin bieber while writing this, Self-Hatred, Self-Esteem Issues, Midoriya Izuku Has Self-Esteem Issues, Midoriya Izuku Angst, Midoriya Izuku Needs A Hug, Midoriya Izuku Needs A Break, lots of fancy words bc my grandpa said im good at english and that boosted my ego, izu has a lil 'cant recognize myself' moment while getting ready, How Do I Tag, im too embarrased to have anyone proof read this LMFAO

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38467561

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

okay i’m going to go off about celebs again…. but like…. does anyone remember the gross asf vitriol that went around in 2011-2013 about justin bieber where the joke was “more like justINE bieber am i right??? 😂😂😅😅” from the “haters” of him. i, myself, actually joined in on this; considering that i thought that liking all the emo shit i was into made me “more mature than belibers” or some other absolutely batshit backwards bullshit that i would’ve spat out at the time to sound “edgy” and “NoT LiKe OtHeR GiRlS 👩🏻‍🎤👩🏻‍🎤”….. when in my group at catholic school, i had two girls in my group that were belibers themselves lol. i honestly made zilch sense.

but like to rest on this a bit, what the actual fuck was up with this joke???? why the fuck did the whole world just gang up on this teenage boy, who through no fault of his own, was still going through puberty…. so of course his voice was still going to be high??? and then the weird fucking speculation some fucking gross ass literal grown up adult people had back then of “when do you/we think his balls are going drop, so that we wont be call to be able to call him justine bieber anymore 😅😭??? just let us have our fun??!!” like what the FUCK??? why did everyone think that this was their business??? it wasn’t his fault in a sense that he stumbled into usher and got signed.

like….. no wonder justin’s had several breakdowns over the years. i would too. because how the fuck would you deal with this???? people just throwing out so casually this horrible fucking vitriol that they think you’re a girl OR think that you should get a sex change because it’s obviously a lie that he’s a boy/man OR think that you’re not “just a butch lesbian disguised as a 16yo boy” (these were legit other arguments at the time). like he was a KID for fucks sake. who the fuck asks to go through puberty in the fucking spotlight???? fucking N O O N E thats fucking who. like obviously he’s had a myriad of meltdowns and bad publicity over the years since. but this bullshit would’ve been so fucking horrible to take during the shitty years of puberty and high school to boot. obviously, in the years since, he’s done roast battles with jokes about this, so it’s good that he was able deal with it and joke about it, albeit eventually.

but i would’ve absolutely fucking hated to have all my pubescent behaviour and changes being fucking aired and speculated on in public view, for completely random people, famous or not, to comment on and make fun of. like i’ve talked before about the trouble i had with my period in my teens. i would’ve LOATHED to have that shit aired as it happened, on a red carpet for example. or as im accepting an award or just let alone performing at a show. just mid speech or mid performance. i would’ve bled (leaked) onto an expensive costume or provided expensive designer dress (or my own clothes/outfit) because my flow for a particular month/week was uber heavy. or god forbid, i wouldve thrown up mid-press-junket-interview on air or almost fucking passed out as well, depending on how my cycle/ovaries/hormones were feeling during a particular month/week.

like this is besides my point in a sense, but still. i would’ve had this aired and speculated on if i’d been catapulted to fame at the same time as bieber (and keep in mind, he is literally only a year older than me). but my period struggles would have been spun as “are you SURE this GIRL isn’t a BOY who knows nothing about period products??? does she know ANYTHING about pads & tampons so she WON’T bleed onto her dress or the like??? what a lazy, disgusting “girl”!” or “does she KNOW just how WEAK she is for NOT controlling her period pain??? how dare she pass out mid-show??? does she know she’s FAKING IT??? what a weak person, just GET UP and PERFORM, MONKEY because PERIODS ARENT THAT BAD!!! just think like a MAN and your period pain will go away!” or some other bizarre speculative bullshit that has absolutely nothing to do with anyone else.

when unbeknownst to anyone, i would’ve had about 5 advil tablets to both deal with my utterly unbearable period pain and unfathomably blinding and mind-numbing hormonal period headache, right before the said event or interview or whatever the fuck celeb duty i was carrying out. i would’ve had heat pads on, i would have been dizzy when arriving to and leaving from sets, etc etc etc. and finally, i would’ve been incredibly tired during all of this…… because of how much my periods fucked me around as a teen, to the point that some nights i couldn’t even fucking sleep properly. or the only reprieve i would get from the pain would be the aforementioned 5 advil tablets and an all day nap. on top of all this, i probably would’ve had to BEG (all because video call interviews weren’t particularly popular back then) for some like video call interview type thing from my bedroom or home studio or whatever, just to avoid going into an actual studio & set so i could just lay in bed or sit somewhere comfortable for the whole interview. and again etc etc etc because of all the other problems i had with my periods in my teens til my early fucking 20s, that i’ve mentioned several times on/in various posts on this hellsite over the years.

and the same goes for female stars like sasha pieterse from PLL when she opened up about her struggle with PCOS, and halsey with sharing her struggle with endometriosis. i would’ve hated to go through those medical conditions in the spotlight. i feel for them. it’s also the same thing with boobs: where the most famous example in recent years is ariel winter from modern family….. with how she needed a breast reduction because her boobs were giving her back problems and stuff, because she was like an F cup or something. and she also hated the creepy ass comments she was getting from gross dudes about how nice her boobs were or whatever the fuck, even while she was still a teen on the show.

anyway. back to bieber. i only say this because literally like last year or in 2019, the bieber joke appeared in my feed again in the first time in YEARS and i ended up tagging one of my old catholic school friends like “how the fuck do people still think this is funny?? it’s so 2011. and come to think of it, it was never funny in the first place anyway”. like both the media and the public had absolutely no right to speculate this shit and invade a young teen boy’s privacy like this??? it was so fucked up. idk why i didn’t make a post about it at the time…. but it also came into my mind just now because i commented on a post about justin bieber the other night about how he’s had fans stalk him to his nyc apartment again. like when the actual fuck will people fucking learn to let celebs have their goddamned privacy lmao.

[fazcinatingblog]

Five Shows that Make me Feel Better

Tagged by @cmdrjamesfitzjames thank you!!!!

1. New Girl

literally the best show ever, episodes are short and sweet and it's just so relatable idk also every season is on netflix which makes it easy to watch. no ads!!! (sorry to SBS, you did okay. you tried.)

2. Glee

it's just a cheesy silly show shhhh of course it's in my top 5. pretty much any episode that features Sam Evans is my go-to. (preferably Duets or the justin bieber one) (or the ones in season 4 where Sam teams up with Blaine)

3. Ronny Chieng International Student

only downside is that there's only 7 episodes!!!! i need more!!!!! fav episode is the footy one (haha of course it is)

4. Back in Very Small Business

like with Ronny Chieng, there's only minimal episodes but they're all so good.

5. Please Like Me

Has some dark themes but also very funny and enjoyable.

dunno who to tag lol

[i-like-5sos]

feel free to answer all of them or just some of them or just ignore this all together, whatever you’re comfortable with, and then tag however many people you want! thanks for tagging @devilatmydoor​ <3

1. what was your first encounter with fanfiction?

Oh god .. do I even have a memory of my first fanfic experience? Most likely not... They’ve all blurred into my forbidden 1D memories... but it was 1000% a 1D fic and it would have either been on wattpad or tumblr.

2. your favourite creation of your own of all time if you create stuff (feel free to link it)

For written pieces I would have to say my Jealous!Calum one shot only because it’s the best quality piece I’ve uploaded *so far* 

For moodboard's I think I’ll say it’s a tie between my indigo Luke moodboard or my cool colours Calum moodboard (I have a warm coloured one for Cal coming soon but it’s not nearly as good lol)

3. what vibe are you going for with your home decor (or what vibe do you wanna go for one day, if you don’t have your own place atm)?

I really like soft vibes in a room? idk if I can even explain it... I don’t think I’d like to have a monochrome house... omg so bad that I can’t actually explain this... sorry lol

4. first fandom you ever joined? what was it like? on what platform did it happen?

Let’s just say I had some major Bieber Fever LOL... I wasn’t really a big part of the fandom, I just enjoyed him on my own or with my friends. I did dedicate most of my personal tumblr to him for a good chunk of time tho.

When I discovered 1D in 2011 I was hooked from the get-go and was all over the fandom on Twitter and had a tumblr dedicated to them. I still love 1D with all of my heart but there is no comparing to how it was back then. Being in Canada they didn’t really blow up here until around February 2012, so for a while it was just me freaking out to my friends about them with no one else (that I talked to irl) knowing who they were... but once they became well known here I constantly had to deal with people looking down at me and whatever for liking a boyband... y’all know how it gets lol

5. what are your sun, moon and rising signs, and do you think they make sense in relation to how you know yourself?

I’ve never actually looked them up, but my friend recently did it for me and apparently I’m literally all Pisces like idek how that happened but ya lol... from what she read to me I really identified with what she said 

6. if you write and/or read fiction (original or fanfiction), do the tropes/plots/character types you typically seek out to read and/or write about reflect something about you as a being or how you see the world?

While reading: 

- fiction novels - I REALLY enjoy dystopian future /alternate reality books and books about mental health (mainly depression because I can relate to how the characters feel and it makes me feel less alone- I no longer suffer from depression but it’s also a reminder to be appreciative of how far I’ve come as well)

- fanfiction - I honestly love reading almost any fanfiction as long as it’s about my preferred group of people. 

While writing fanfiction: I just enjoy being able to write about my interests. I’m not too picky.

7. what is the hardest obstacle you’ve had to overcome so far in life?

Ah okay so this is a little deep so feel free to skip reading this answer... When I was in grade 2 my dad left my mother, brother and I... and it messed me up a bit (I’m not gonna get into all that) but ya, then when I was 20, he passed away before I was able to fully tell him how his leaving effected me or build the relationship I had always wanted with him... yeah I would write a big thing about how him leaving has made me a stronger person but sometimes it’s okay to be sad.

8. what is your all time favourite song(s)?

I’m just gonna put two on here cause I’m bad at thinking of songs on the spot LOL

Lie To Me - 5 Seconds of Summer

All Too Well - Taylor Swift

9. what do you look for in a person you wanna keep in your life, be it a friend or a romantic partner or anything in between?

Someone that is willing to listen to anything that I have to talk about, non judgmental, open and honest, good sense of humor, isn’t afraid to be themselves and have a good time 

10. this is a bit of a difficult one, but have you ever had a moment of clarity, a conversation with someone that made you go “oh!”, or anything along those lines?

Literally all the time LOL at lease once a day. When it happens I always make sure to explain where I was confused and what my POV was before they made me realize the error in my ways - if needed I will also apologize :)

Gonna tag @ashton-trash, @talkfastcal, @watchyourattitude, @wonderland-irwin, and @babylon-cal if y’all wanna give it a go, then have fun :)

[lovemesomesurveys]

Did 2015 just fly by to you? I probably did feel that way. I usually do when looking back on each year. The only things I really remember about 2015 is graduating UC and hanging out with Ty.

Do you like platform shoes? No. I couldn’t wear them anyway.

How much black is in your wardrobe? Most of my wardrobe is black. 

Are you supposed to be doing something else? Nah, this is what I like doing at this time of night as part of my nighttime routine.

If you were with your favorite person right now, what would you be doing? I’d like finish watching this show my mom and I have been watching and check out the first two episodes of the new season of another show. 

Did you have a good holiday season? I did.

Anything special planned for today? Nope.

Who do you really trust in your life? My family.

What do you think about Justin Bieber? I like some of his music.

Do you wish you could change the past? Not entirely, but there’s a lot I wish I could change.

What is your hot drink of choice? Coffeeee.

Do you own a gun? No.

Have you ever cracked your cell phone screen? Not my current phone, but in the past I have. I haven’t had that happen in years, though.

Have your pants ever fallen down in public? No.

If you had to delete one year of your life, which year would it be? I wouldn’t want to delete an entire year. I’d like to change things that happened in various years, though.

What is your favorite article of clothing you own? All of them, which is why I have them.

How late do you usually stay up? Until like 7 or 8AM. :X

What is your favorite Christmas song? I love all the classics.

What all have you had to eat today? It’s only 4AM and so far I’ve just had ramen. 

If your entire life was a movie, what would it be called? I don’t know.

Blue or green? I like various shades of both.

What's your current least favorite song? *shrug* I haven’t been listening to music lately.

Do you know how to play chess? Nope.

What is something the world needs less and more of in your opinion? We need more unity and less stupidity and hatred.

Do you know someone who is just so breathtakingly attractive? Alexander Skarsgard.

How hard is it for you to open up to others? I have a really hard time with that. Even with people I am close to.

What is something that has really impacted your life? My physical disability for sure as well as health issues.

Quick! Chinese or Mexican? Hm. It honestly depends what food I’m in the mood for. I do have Mexican more often. I enjoyed both a lot more when I could eat spicy stuff, but I can’t anymore. :(

How many significant others have you had in your WHOLE life? I’ve only had one, technically. We had the relationship title, anyway. It didn’t feel like one, though. What I had with Joseph felt closer to one in a lot of ways, but we never officially dated. 

I have to ask: What does the last text you received say? My dad asked me to do something.

How about the last text you sent? I asked my mom if she could grab me something while she was at the store.

Have you shared any kisses today? No.

Did the last person you kissed have soft lips, or were they kind of crusty? They were soft.

Do you think your life will be any different a year from now? For the past few years nothing seems to change each passing year, but that’s largely my own doing. Not in a good way, anyway. There have been bad changes.

What is in your wallet? Credit cards.

Have you ever been in a fist fight? Nope.

When was the last time you went to the doctor? This past Tuesday. 

Are you going out of town anytime soon? Nope.

Do you hate your ex? No.

When are you going to get a haircut? I have no idea.

Can you fit your hand around your wrist? Yes. 

Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose? Yes.

When was the last time you applied chapstick? I don’t remember.

Are you a coffee person or a tea person? Coffee all the way.

Do you have a weird laugh? *shrug*

Do you have videos on YouTube? I do, but they’re all private and will never see the light of day again.

When’s the last time you had a phone conversation for more than ten minutes? I don’t remember. I rarely talk on the phone and when I do they’re very brief conversations.

Do you laugh at inappropriate times? No.

What’s your fast food restaurant of choice? The ones I go to are Chick-fil-A, Carl’s Jr, Jack in the Box, and McDonald’s. I haven’t been eating fast food much lately, though.

All the people you’ve kissed, what did their names start with? D, G, and J.

Are you in any kind of pain right now? Yes.

Are you the jealous type? I can be, but I haven’t felt that way in years.

What did you and your ex fight about most? Our issue was definitely lack of/poor communication. 

Do you have a foot phobia? I’m not afraid of feet, but I hate them lol. No one should even think about trying to put their feet on me or near me. I hate mine, too.

Well, are you a germaphobe? I don’t share drinks or eat off someone’s food or utensil or anything like that or want them to do that to mine. I’ll gladly cut off a piece and share or pour some out for ya. 

Don’t you love long hugs? From certain people.

And long kisses? Yes.

Have you ever purchased condoms? No.

Do you have a dirty mind? Sometimes.

What’s your favorite soda? I don’t drink soda anymore, but Coke and Dr. Pepper were my favorites.

Do you check the mail everyday, or somebody else? I personally don’t, but someone in my family does.

Did you think braces were cool when you were little? No.

Do you ever go without makeup or doing your hair? I haven’t worn makeup in almost 4 years and I just throw my hair up in a messy bun all the time. I also admittedly don’t brush it everyday.

Put your iTunes on shuffle RIGHT NOW and tell me the first song it plays. I don’t use iTunes and I don’t feel like opening Spotify right now.

What was the last song you added to your iTunes library? I forget the last song I added to my Spotify.

Are you embarrassed by any of the songs in your iTunes? I’m not embarrassed by any of the songs on my Spotify.

When was the last time you were sick? Back in October.

Did you get anybody else sick? No, it wasn’t contagious.

What brand is your camera? I just use my phone, which is an iPhone 12 Pro Max.

Do you like raisins? Yeah. Chocolate covered raisins, especially. ha. Who was your Valentine this year? I won’t have one.

When did you first kiss the last person you kissed? March 2011.

And when did you last kiss the last person you kissed? Sometime in 2013.

Did you borrow that shirt from somebody? Nope, it’s mine.

What was the last thing you put in your mouth? My medicine.

Do you like to swim? No.

How many vacations have you been on in the past year? My last vacay was last February a month before COVID hit and everything shut down. It’s crazy how fast everything changed and everything that has happened since then. We had no idea what was coming. I’m glad we happened to take a nice vacation when we did cause who knows when the next one will be. 

Have you ever gone on vacation with your boyfriend/girlfriend? I’m single, but no I never have in the past.

Are you supposed to be doing homework, young man/lady? Nopeee, I’m done with school.

Do you have to wake up early tomorrow? Nope.

Do you have any prescriptions currently? Yes.

Are you upset about anything? Bleh.

Where was the last place you went that you hadn't been to before? The OC.

Who was the last member of the opposite sex to make you smile? My brother.

Who was the last attractive person you saw? I see Alexander Skarsgard on my dash all the time. 

Do you have a friend whose name begins with "C"?

Is there anything happening in the next week that you're looking forward to? New episodes of some shows I’m watching to come out.

How many people have you kissed whose name starts with "R"? Zero.

When was the last time you ate a bar of chocolate? It’s been a few years. 

When was the last time you were invited to go somewhere and you declined? The other day my mom asked me if I wanted to tag along for the ride with her while she ran some errands, but I declined.

The last time you saw your best friend, what were they wearing? She was wearing a black shirt with Maleficent on it that I got her for Christmas.

How did you meet the person you're currently interested in? I’m not interested in anyone romantically right now.

What was the last gift you received and who gave it to you? Various Christmas presents from my family.

When was the last time you drank alcohol and what was the occasion? My birthday back in 2013.

You've got an unread message on Facebook; who do you want it to be from? There isn’t anyone in particular. 

What if the person you miss walked into the room right now? The people I miss have passed away, so...

Are you still with the person you fell the hardest for and if not, do you still speak to them? Nope.

What was the last song that made you cry and what does the song talk about? I don’t remember.

If you're in a relationship, how long have you been together? I’m single.

If you're single, are you looking for a relationship? No.

Look around the room; what's the closest blue object? My back pillow.

Are you attracted to the last person you Facebook messaged? No.

How old were your parents when they met? They were in their early and mid 20s.

Who was the last person you added to your phone's contacts? I don’t recall.

What's a song that reminds you of someone you miss? Everlong (the acoustic version) by Foo Fighters.

What's the most expensive item you've bought recently? It was an accumulation of things when I was doing my Christmas shopping.

Who're the last three people you hugged? My mom, dad, and doggo. 

What's the third song on your iTunes "most played" list?

What exactly is on your mind at this moment? I’m tired.

What is it that makes you awesome? Nothing.

What is today’s date? January 16, 2021.

What time is it? 4:55AM.

At this moment in time, is there anything worrying you, that no one else knows about? Yes.

Have you ever cried in front of the last person you texted? Countless times.

What was the last thing you watched on YouTube? I’m watching an ASMR video.

Have you ever voluntarily read the Bible? Yes. I read and study the Bible. I participate in Bible studies. Have you ever thought that your life was so bad you wanted to give up? I’ve felt that way a lot.

How old are you? 31.

When do you start school? I’m done with school.

Do thunder and storms scare you? I love ‘em. We have had a thunderstorm here in so long it feels like.

How often would you say you take naps? Not that often since I usually sleep in until like 5PM. And not to say I couldn’t still take a nap cause I could (I’m always tired), but I wouldn’t want to so late in the day.

How many times in your life have you held a baby? Many times. I have a younger brother and I also have held several of my cousins when they were babies.

Do you like country music? Yeah.

What were you doing at 7:45 this morning? It’s only 5AM, but I’ll most likely be asleep or attempting to.

When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought? I haven’t done so yet today, but I’m always like “ew.” I avoid looking in the mirror as much as possible.

Do you look decent when you wake up? No. Or ever.

Do you like to cuddle? I don’t have much cuddling experience to be honest, but sure.

Were you single on your last birthday? Yes.

Do you have any candles in your room? I do. I never light candles, so I’m not really sure why I have one any, but *shrug*

How long does it take you in the shower? Like 30-45 minutes.

Relationship between you and the last person you texted? She’s my mom.

When was the last time you felt unbearably guilty? I feel guilty about a few things.

Are you currently looking forward to anything? Just new episodes of some of the shows I watch like I mentioned before and new shows in general. There’s a lot coming out this year.

What are two foods you think only taste good with whipped cream? Uhh. I can’t think of any that I think only taste good with whipped cream. 

If you eat it, what is your favorite way to eat beef? When it’s in the form of meatballs (mixed with sausage, garlic, onion, and herbs).

What foods go good with radishes? Don’t they commonly go in salads?

Are you insecure about your height? What made you think this way? No. I do wish I was taller, though.

Did your last significant other have a huge temper? No.

Do you usually close the door with your feet or with your hands? My hands.

Are you a fussy eater? I am a picky eater and due to appetite and other issues I’m very particular about what I eat and how it’s prepared and all that. I honestly only eat the same few foods.

Do you enjoy visiting your grandparents? Yes.

Is your hair hard to manage? For me it is. I don’t have the energy or motivation for it.

Have you ever shopped online? I do a lot of online shopping, especially the past few years. Even more so this past year alone due to COVID.

Do you prefer gold or silver? I like both.

What about diamonds or pearls? Both.

Have you ever had surgery? I’ve had several.

Have you ever eaten at Chik-fil-a? Yeah, many times.

Do you spray tan? Nope.

How many hours of sleep would you say you got last night? About 5ish. 

How many aunts and uncles do you have? 3 aunts, 8 uncles. 

Would you say your life is hard? It is for me.

Are your fingernails, and toenails painted, if so, what color? Nope, neither of them are.

Would you ever think about doing porn? No.

What did your last text message you received on your cell say? My dad asked me to do something.

What is something you need to go shopping for? Nothing at the moment.

[pinkykitten]

I was tagged by @writing-with-melon I hope my answers aren’t complete waste or if time and if so I’m sorry and I love you

Rules: Answer ten 10 questions, ask 10, and tag 10 people

1. What song automatically plays in your head when you look out the window on a long drive? 

i dont really have an answer for this. i think i just automatically think about any song ive been listening to recently or any song that has been stuck in my head. 

2.  Do you have some snacks nearby when you write?

well i live in a two story house so the kitchen is downstairs and im usually lazy busy so since i have a mini fridge upstairs i just usually get water to drink while im writing. its kinda hard to eat and write cuz i loose focus really easily so when i am writing i am writing! i am in the zone! but if i am a little hungry ill usually snack on candy like chocolate kinder joys i love them but they r so expensive or snack on chips but i get like salt on my fingers or i like cheetos so cheetos dust and that just gets everywhere and later my hands and keyboard kinda smell like fart. 3. What do you do to combat creative burnout?

so burnout happens to me a lot so to get inspiration i either read other stories or fanfics which gets my head gears turning or i admire a piece of art or photography or a song. whats so unique and satisfying with writing you can explore and go anywhere with it, hehehe erotic if you know what i mean lol jk there are no barriers with writing just your imagination. there is inspiration any where you go and id advise to never stop writing. even if its a few short sentences or paragraphs about anything even bird poop its still progression and your mind is working and your searching for words like its all good for you bby.  4. Do you use (or like to use) prompts? 

i do ill put the link here. im thinking of changing it though to do something different. 

5. What is your favorite place to write?

lol boring, i know but my room. my room is really bright in the mornings and comfortable and chill and i have a candle of the pandora ride in disney that smells like the ride so its all good and relaxing and super peaceful plus i have a picture of myself the age of like 9 on my desk idk why but it encourages me and makes me focus to make sure i never get that cringy again. 

6. What is a hobby or yous that you usually don’t talk about?

well i like working out HAHAHAHAHA jk that was a joke...get it...cuz i much rather be eatingokillstop. but i really like to draw which i have a art page you can see it if you click here pls look at my failed attempts to be hip and cool with the cool kids and being artsy fartsy. another hobby is i really like to do makeup and nail art, nail art is really tough guys no joke if you do it like you got wizard powers are something. maybe its bc my nails are shorter than pete davidson and ariana grande’s relationship, alright im trying to stop i swear!

7. Do you play an instrument? Which one?

no i wish though. i always wanted to learn to either play the piano or electric guitar cuz H.E.R looks so cool doing it. 

8. How do you feel about your handwriting?

it sucks dont even try me. my sister can barely read it like no wonder nobody wants to steal my signature heck they can’t even read it!

9. Can you tell us of a story that marked your development as a person? As a writer?

ok sit back guys, sniff a nice amount of crack and get ready for the most cringy moment of my life but also a time when i knew i was meant to be *inhale* a fanfic writer. 

so it was elementary school, i think 3rd grade and for my writing assignment we were given a prompt of idk what the heck tbh i think it was like be outside the box and im like ok imma nail this cuz im a weird child and yeah so i got my papers and pencil and i went TO TOWN on this paper. so i wrote two stories. one short story with a picture to go with it and one long story that yeah i buried years ago. so my first story was about a farmer was about that farming life. he had chickens and dairy. so i cant remember if the cheese was spoiled but doesnt matter. anywho these cheese and a chicken were alive like they could talk in the story and i gave them faces, yikes. but the whole story was the farmer was a b*tch and he was trying to eat the chicken and cheese so they hatched a plan to get away from the farmer. they did it successfully and they ran away. yay happy ending my teacher actually liked that one me too and my school mates were thinking what they heck is this girl on i made a story about how me and justin bieber made cookies for Christmas you know. so then my other story i was more proud of this one cuz it was a tone of paper, sorry trees, and this story was about how a female hippo (girl i was all about plus size and thicker girls and no body shaming) and an male ostrich were kidnapped from their own habitats and taken to become circus animals. failed version of Madagascar hey mine was before the circus movie OK THEY STOLE IT FROM MEEEEE. so they get taken and are treated to harsh punishment and the animals can talk and i think its in the point of view of the male ostrich guy thing. they are in the circus and they start to have this relationship happening. love starts blossoming its all good. im happy with this cuz i believed in love at age of 8. they find a way thru a kick butt scene of the animals escaping and the hippo and ostrich are so in love that they run away together and they have half hippo half ostrich babies and i think i named the species  hipstrich or like ostppo idk but i was so proud of this story and when my teacher read it she was worried about me lol i think she thought i might like mate these two animals like secretly idk but she was like it was ok and i was like what this is frickin William Shakespeare writing or like F. Scott Fitzgerald writing. nevertheless it taught me a lesson that nobody else needs to like what im writing the main point and only thing that matters is if your proud of it and you like it and i really did. i will remember that story forever and thats what made me want to be a writer. lol sorry that was a lot. 

10. @emdop I’m going to use this great question: Explain one of your WIPs in the most ridiculous way possible. 

wellllll im working on my peaky blinders oc story its a lot of drugs money killing weapons jewelry rich profanities like its the show but written from my stubby hands so my oc and whatever its great and so excited to show it to you guys. 

MY QUESTIONS:

1. WHAT MADE YOU WANT TO START TUMBLR?

2. IF YOU COULD CHANGE ANYTHING OF THIS WORLD, WHAT WOULD IT BE?

3. WHAT QUALITY IS IMPORTANT TO YOU?

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE OUTFIT?

5. WHAT MAKES YOU SMILE?

6. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SONG IN THE WHOLE WORLD?

7. IF YOU COULD VISIT A PLACE, WHERE WOULD IT BE?

8. WHAT SHOW OR MOVIE UNIVERSE WOULD YOU WANT TO BE IN?

9. WHAT IS THE SCARIEST MOMENT OF YOUR LIFE?

10. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE IN THIS WORLD THAN ANYTHING ELSE?

im tagging: @thatlittlered, @ardentmuse, @acciosnapes, @lotsoffandomimagines, @collecting-stories, @blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms, @naughtyneganjdm, @lenahellgizibe and two random followers @spiritsent, @sucker-for-my-fandoms

i was tagged by @writing-with-melon again ty btw, ps i felt so much pressure lol jk 😊

Rules: Answer 5 questions, Ask 5 questions, Tag 5 people.

1. What is your favorite book?

fifty shades of grey hahaha naw my favorite book is obv you all know this is series of unfortunate events but i never usually cry period and i never cry for books ever so when i read mrs. tom thumb by melanie benjamin, its the part when her sister minnie dies i cried so hard idk it was just emotional the wording the way she described her pain it was so beautiful written yet so sad and that was just amazing to me cuz im like this book made me feel things and im like wow i would love to write a book one day and make someone feel something whether it be sadness anger happiness annoyance anything they are having an emotion and that is super powerful to do that with just words. pls go check out that book its a good read. also im a fan of the greatest showman so i really enjoyed it. there are many other books tho that i thoroughly enjoy so much. 

2. What piece that you’ve written are you most proud of?

oh my god ive always wanted to be asked this question hands down i am always proud of my platonic gender neutral tony stark fic called in·con·sol·a·ble window to me i wrote it so sad and i was feeling like depressed lol when i saw peter die in infinity war like i didnt know what to do with my life tbh but im so glad that @impetrichorny requested it tysm i just like how its not based on romance or fluff or happiness it is based on when you lose someone the nightmares and sadness you go through and that there is nothing nobody can do about it except just be there for that person so i really like writing angst and something that was out of the box. ive been thinking tho of doing a part two since the fate of all the characters has changed after endgame. who knows tho. 

3. What is the last song that inspired you? 

well for art it would have to good news by mac miller when i did that kobe bryant memorial on my art page. i dont want to give it away though but ill just say some very powerful womens music inspired my oc writing and making. 

4. How do you feel about letting people read what you write?

at first i was scared cuz i thought i wrote like trash which that feeling kinda doesnt go away like some days i feel that way others i feel confident or it depends on the request it just depends but anyways i was always insecure about my writing so when i started writing it was more like lets see how this goes if not ill delete the whole page. im glad to say it went great but in the begging it was hard cuz i kept putting myself down but i learned to accept or just understand that you keep learning with writing you always learn knew things with writing how you can explain something better or you words get more intricate and people see the improvement and you do too thats why i applaud those who dont speak english that english isnt their first language. you are doing a tremendous job and keep practicing cuz you’re gonna make it to the top. ive also learned that some days are not my days and you can take time off when youre not feeling it when you have writers block. just recollect your juices sip some tea go to the beach relax your mind a little and take as long as you need to come back and give it your all. also comments and reblogs and likes a follows those meant so much to me and encouraged me. thats why i cant express it enough how much all those mean to writers, artist, photographers, anybody who is truly trying their hard in this area of social media. its makes a person happy smile and confident in their writing but first train your mind into loving what you make not what others thing. you have to be happy with the outcome that is what truly matters and what makes your writing the best. look at me getting philosophical. 

5. Do you get distracted easily? If yes with what?

yes and with porn haha i get distracted easily like very easily homeschooling was really tough for me. music distracts me, netflix, the urge to watch david dobrik or unus annus or buzzfeed unsolved on youtube, heck my farts distract me. i gotta be like troy bolton i gotta get my HEAD IN THE GAME!

MY QUESTIONS:

1. IF YOU COULD BE NAMED SOMETHING ELSE, WHAT WOULD YOU BE NAMED?

2. WHAT PERSON INSPIRES YOU THE MOST?

3. IF YOU KNEW THE WORLD WAS ENDING TOMORROW WHAT WOULD YOU DO TODAY?

4. WHAT DO YOU OFTEN THINK ABOUT IN THE SHOWER?

5. WHATS YOUR WEIRD COMBINATION FOOD?

im tagging: @thatlittlered​, @ardentmuse​, @acciosnapes​, @lotsoffandomimagines​, @collecting-stories​ AND WHOEVER WANTS TO DO THIS IF YOU FOLLOW ME OR LIKE MY STORIES TAG ME ILL READ YOUR ANSWERS. HOPE I DID THIS RIGHT SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING MWUAH 

[thebeautytoyourbeat]

I was tagged by @makeitpoppy 🌼

Are you staying at home from work/school?

Im taking my nursing school classes online, but I still go to work as a starbucks barista

If you’re at home, who is there with you?

I have my sister, my little brother, and my mom.

Do you have pets to keep you company?

My baby, October (she is a black cat), my sisters black/white fluffy cat named Archie who meows 24/7, and my German Shepherd named Pearl, who is the biggest scaredy cat.

Who do you miss the most?

Well I still see my best friend at home (my sister) and my other best friend at work :)

When was the last time you left your home?

Yesterday to get dinner from a drive-thru so I could bring it home and watch A Walk To Remember

What was the last thing you bought?

Very random things like some makeup removing wipes and vanilla coke zero

Is quarantine driving you insane or are you finally relaxed?

Since I’m in nursing school, I’d say I’m still VERY stressed lol. Also being home too much gets me a little depressed and I turn into an insomniac. 

Are you a homebody?

Absolutely, I wasn’t really one to go out before anyway (my town is way too small and unexciting). However, I find that I’m really missing the small things, like going to the theater. Regarding school, I’d much rather attend class then spend forever at home, frustrated, trying to figure out the huge load of online work I’ve been assigned and going through the powerpoints myself.

What movies have you watched recently?

A Walk to Remember, Ever After, Pride and Prejudice, Pretty Woman, My Big Fat Greek Wedding, and Endings, Beginnings (I would recommend ALL of these movies)

An event you were looking forwards to that got cancelled?

I was excited to see the movie Mulan in theaters, it was supposed to come out in March, but I think it's been pushed back to the summer. I’m also really sad about not getting to go to clinicals. I was finally going to see the hospital my mom works at this summer, but its highly unlikely now that I will ever get to see it.

What’s the worst thing you’ve had to cancel?

My cousins wedding was supposed to happen this summer and now she might have to lose her venue and do an at home wedding. She and I are very close, and I’m a bridesmaid in the wedding, so I’m just really sad that it might not be everything she has dreamed it to be.

What’s the best thing you had to cancel?

Well at first it was very nice not having to get up early everyday for class lol

Do you have any new hobbies?

Reading- mainly romance novels (btw if you’re looking for a good rec I highly suggest Slammed by Colleen Hoover)

What are you out of?

Nothing serious, just some concealer

What music are you listening to?

Stuck with U by Ariana Grande and Justin Bieber, Mecca by Wild Beasts, Miss You More by Sophia Angeles, and Boyfriend by Selena Gomez are some of my current favorites. And of course any Taylor Swift song 💖

What shows are you watching?

I’m catching up on Riverdale and Grey’s Anatomy. I tried watching Outerbanks, but I just couldn’t get into it. I recently got into Good Girls and omg I didn’t think that show would be so good lol (its very funny and I highly suggest it)

What are you reading?

I just finished reading Skyward by Brandon Sanderson via audiobook and I finished the last book in the Three Dark Crowns series. Recently finished the After series too.

What are you doing for self care?

I bought myself a candle from Target that supposedly smells like the cologne Harry Styles wears- its called Cashmere Vanilla and smells amazing if you're interested. So for self care, I will light that, put on a facemask, and listen to some music.

Are you exercising?

Not so much. I’ve been doing some light yoga most mornings though.

How’s your toilet paper supply?

Have yet to run out of toilet paper thank goodness.

Have you made any changes to your hair?

No, but I really need a trim. I have straight across bangs that are so long now that I need to sweep them to the side

I tag @hufflepuffannie @happy-joyful-spirit @waurrior and anyone else who would like to do it 💕

[hyucksong]

21 questions !!!

tagged by: @rendevousrenjun on my main account @soft-and-hard-main, but i’ll answer it here! agagagaga

nickname: saf or ark or A

zodiac: gemini !!!! hehehe if i was born like nine hours earlier i’d be a cancer

height: 5′5 #painfully average gang

hogwarts house: hufflepuff and i’m proud of it 

last thing i googled: “what does q: mean in tumblr”

favorite musicians: isaac gracie, bts, nct, exo, bazzi, doja cat, frank ocean, rosalia

song that's stuck in my head: baby by justin bieber (forever and always will be ingrained in the grooves of my brain yall) 

followers: 1645 !!!! i love yall sm!!! what should i do for the 2k mark,,,,(if we reach it)

following: 235 yeyeye

do you get asks: occasionally i do! a lot from cute anons and cute mutuals!! hehe...i have some sitting in there that are requests that i will save for a rainy day! 

amount of sleep: a solid four hours or ten....either or

what are you wearing: fuzzi winter socks with leggings, and a Dickey’s “eat me” shirt and a fluffy black jacket,,,,it’s cold OKAY

dream trip: i’d love to go to NY and Seoul; both my parents were stationed in Korea back in the day and said it was their favorite place they were stationed at so

dream job: an astrophysicist or a professor...i’ve always wanted to be a singer but I’m lowkey a realist so hahaha

instruments: i learned the violin...in 5th grade and gave up after that year

languages: 1.75 ; english and spanish (.7) and i’m trying to learn korean (.05) 

ten eleven favorite songs:

LOVE ME FOR LIFE by BROCKHAMPTON 

Pink + White by Frank Ocean

Won’t Bite by Doja Cat

CYANIDE by Daniel Caesar

Honey by Raveena

Don’t Need Your Love by NCT DREAM

BAD BACK by Jackson Wang

Homegirl by King Princess

Outro: Tear by BTS

Tokyo Drifting by Glass Animals

DUCK DUCK GOOSE by Dwilly

if you were an animal what would you be: my dog, mr.peppers

favorite food: anything with noodles

random facts: 

my dogs name is mr.peppers and i LOVE HIM SO MUCH I--

i’ve loved writing since i was a kid, i’m just lacking in the motivation department hehe

luhan is the single man that changed everything for me...once i saw him i never looked back yall

jhope is my BTS bias

by whole family loves korea....my mom and dad say it’s their fav. place they were stationed at and my brother always talks about going one day so it just kinda got passed down heh 

my aesthetics: 

boyfriend aesthetics! i love bf aesthetics and they are almost ALWAYS my wallpapers....

soft aesthetics...cute smiling shit

it’s either soft af or hard af with mafia aus sO 

a tired college girl who just wants a boyfriend or girlfriend but also wants to get straight A’s and achieve a 6 figure wage but also has a secret dream of becoming a singer and or becoming a creative writing professor but already has too many expectations to live up to so she lowkey has to abandon those dreams 

thats my aesthetic

except im not in college LOL

tagging: @jaehyunsparadise and @thanksjaemin and @mcrkels !!! enjoy lovelies !!!! 

[ashtonirwinownsmyass]

21 questions

So I saw this post where people tagged 21 people and the 21 fact but I thought it seemed fun so I wanted to do it too😂

Nicknames: Natha(Swedish basically, you say it like nat-Ha) Greta(idk why but my mom calls me that) and tullibulli(same with this one,wtf mom)

Zodiac sign: Capricorn(January 8)

Height: 5,4 or 167cm

Last thing i googled: My height from cm too feet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Favorite musicians: 5sos,Justin Bieber,little mix,Ariana grande,p!atd,Ed Sheehan,molly sandén. I can go on and on

Song stuck in my head atm :DNA by little mix

Following: 145

Followers: 145

Do you get asks?: No but I would enjoy it❤️

Amount of sleep: 5hours but I need 8 to function🙂

Lucky number: 8,1 and 17(8 is for my birthday 8 and one is for January being the first month in the year. 17 is because my mom s birthday is September 17 and my brothers birthday is August 17❤️)

Dream job: I really wanna be an actor and not to sound narcissistic but I think I would be good at it,I hope:,)

Dream trip: Bali with my best friend

Instruments: None lmao but i would love to be able to play bass

Languages: I can speak Swedish (since I’m swedish)and English fluently. I can say hello in Swedish,English,Spanish,German and french😂

Favorite song at the moment: Easier by 5sos(stream it now)

Random fact(s): I’m allergic to cats and dog, I’ve owned a cat since I was 3 but I only started reacting when I was 15 :’) I have IBS which is a pain in the ass(literally) and I LOVE avocado<3 and I abuse memes,lmao,lol and emojis🙂 and I’m sarcastic probably 20 hours of the day c:

Aesthetic: Everything white and yellow lmao⭐️

And I dont have 21 people to tag🙂