#this is not a safe place for jenna fans

[maxine-fucking-minx]

1x08 // 7x20

[lilbitdepressed27]

Jenna Ortega/ Fem!Bodyguard

Summary: you’re her bodyguard also g!preader

Warnings: bad smut prepare your self

WC: 1.7k

Author’s Note: it’s my first time (most likely my last) writing smut. Don’t know where this came from but hope y’all like it. Sorry for any mistakes. Also I have few too many unfinished drafts some of them being AU’s for Tara I’ll try to finish them as soon as possible. Or least finish one.

You stood a few inches away from the actress as she smiled and talked with a few fans. 'Never be too far from her. Keep her in arms length.' That had been a rule you always followed. The short six months that you've worked for her have been, different. You had joined the marines right after high school. Being in the marines for six years. You had been given the choice to renew your contract but you had declined. Figuring that six years was enough.

Now you worked as a bodyguard for a sweet actress. Jenna Ortega. Americas new it girl. So far you loved the job. Jenna was everything and more. Caring, kind and amazing. She was so kind to her fans, which was why you were behind her as she spoke with some. She had been talking with the small group of girls for the past few minutes. You looked down at your watch, the actresses had a tight schedule you had come to learn. Especially Americas it girl.

A small tap on her elbow was the signal. "Sorry guys but I have to go. It was nice meeting you." Jenna smiled and gave the four girls separate hugs. Thanking them and saying goodbye. Allowing you to lead her way.

"Bye Jenna! Bye Y/n!"

Strangers knowing your name had also been something you were now used to. You smiled at the girls and waved back. Leading Jenna away towards the building. It was a good thing it was a mostly empty parking lot. She had an interview but it was a video interview and she had it set back in her hotel room. It was the last thing she had scheduled for the day. You smiled slightly when she looked up at you, while you both waited for the elevator.

It wasn't long till you were in the hotel room. Closing and locking the door before you had your arms full of a short brunette.

"Finally. We're alone. How can I miss you so much when you're with me all day." Jenna complained her face hiding in your neck. She couldn't help but smile when she smelt your cologne. It was a sent she loved. The feeling of your strong arms wrapping around her waist as she wrapped her legs around your waist. The way you effortlessly picked her up. She had never felt so safe with anyone, not in the way she felt around you. From the very first moment she met you, she had known that it'd be easy being friends. She had not prepared herself to fall in love. Loving you was so free, so easy.

"Mmh I missed you to baby." You walked towards the bed and laid on your back. Jenna was quick to get comfortable on top, tuck her face into your neck. Stuffing her hands into your shirt. Smiling when you felt light kisses being placed on your pulse. Never did you think that by getting this job you'd find the love of your life.

"I can feel, how much you missed me."

Your breath hitched when you felt her grinding on your lap. Part of you hardening. Your hands moving to rest on the back of your head as you watched her grind on your lap. Bitting your lip at the sounds of her moans and whimpers. The way her nails dug into your stomach.

"Y-Y/n please." Her hips stuttered before trying to go faster. Her hands shaking a clear desperation of need, as she tried to unbuckle your pants. She looks up at you her eyes filled with lust and desire. "I-I need you."

"Now? baby you have an interview in a few minutes. Don't start something you can't finish." But just as you said that. You thought of something. Something that had you taking a grip of her wrists. Stopping her movement. Your length fell heavy on your stomach after you freed your self from your pants.

"Come on then. You know what to do." You knew exactly what you were doing. Was it risky? Yes. But did you love the thrill. Absolutely. You watched as she quickly pushed her panties to the side. Not bothering to take them off. It was a great thing she was wearing a skirt.

"FFuck." The overwhelming feeling of pure pleasure over took her body as she felt your tip grazing her clit. Then the stretch of your tip entering her. No matter how many times she was intimate with you, she'd never get used to your size. The need and want of always having you inside her was something she always craved. The feeling of your length stretching her out as she continued moving down until she bottom out. The ecstasy of it all.

You jerked your hips up, watching in satisfaction as she threw her head back the way her breathing hitched before the moans escaped her lips. The way her walls tightened around you as she continued to let out her screams of pleasure.

The sound of Jenna's phone ringing was heard throughout the room, "Answer the phone." Seeing the tremble of her body you knew she was close. But she had a job to do. So with that you gripped her hips. Halting her movements. You ignored the whine coming from her lips.

"Answer the phone. I won't ask again."

Knowing she couldn't argue she answered the phone. Her hand shaking, her hips instinctively twitching every few seconds. Like her hips had a mind of their own. "H-Hello?"

"Jenna the interview is in 5 minutes. Get your laptop set up, the link has been sent. I can go to your room to hel-No! I" A small moan escaping her lips, when you jerked your hips up. she was quick to cover it up with a cough. Eyes widening as she looked down at you. A smirk was what she got in return.

"I got it don't don't worry about it. I'll I'll see you soon." She hung up the phone throwing it to side.

"Y-Y/n baby please. Faster."

You knew it was a risk but your horniness was at an all time high. So you got the small foldable bed table. Putting it on your stomach. It already had her laptop.

"Nonono. I can't. I'll I'll just reschedule it."

"No. Do your interview or we will stop right now. Now be my good girl and do your job." Your hands squeezed her rear cheeks. Her soft flesh warm in your hands.

She could see how red she was. The thin layer of sweat was noticeable but not as much as she tried to focus on what the interviewer was saying. You were using her, your length still inside her. you stayed like that for a while, then you started to move. The shock of pleasure shot through her body, biting her lip so hard to keep in the moans that threatened to escape. She felt it again. And again. Every single twitch into her g-spot. It almost had her rolling her eyes in pleasure. But holding in the need to bounce into your length was starting become painful. She needed to come, needed for you to wreak her like you always did. The need for you to leave her satisfied and legs shaking from the strong orgasms. You never left her unsatisfied.

"You alright Jenna?" The interviewer asked when he got no response.

"Uh y-yea. Just think I'm coming down with a cold or s-something."

But then you started to fuck her slowly, her hips being held down by your strong hands. The pace was painfully slow.

"Oh a cold? I'm sorry to hear that. I'll try to wrap this up as quick as possible."

She covered her mouth with palm of her hand. Masking it as a yawn. As you found a steady but still careful pace. The pleasure she was feeling in this very moment was becoming too much. Just the thought of getting caught had her clenching on your length. The filthy thought stayed. What if people knew what was happening? The thought alone had her wanting to chase her orgasm more.

You on the other hand were having so much fun watching the actress struggle. Twitching your cock deep inside her, seeing her fight the pleasure as she tried to keep a straight face and answer the questions being asked. You could feel her wetness sliding down your cock. The way her thighs were trembling. Ah the self control that she was showing, it made you want test it even more.

Reaching your hand in between her legs, finding the swollen bundle of nerve and pinching it. Loving the muffled squeak that escaped her lips. Her underwear was completely soaked, the feeling of her clit in between your fingers, your own heart beat thumbing in your ears as her walls clenched your length the more you played with her clit.

Her knuckles were white from how tight she was holding the handles on the small laptop table.

"Okay Jenna that's it. Thank you for taking time out of your day to do this interview with me. I hope you get better soon."

"Th-Thank you. And thank you for having me." With a wave the interview was finally over. Slamming the laptop shut. She pushed the table off of you. Not caring that laptop was on the table as it fell on the floor. Her nails scratching your toned stomach. She couldn't take it anymore. She needed you, she needed you to move. The two orgasms that she had while she spoke to the interviewer were not enough. Although her thighs would say otherwise with how much they were shaking.

"Baby please, ffuck me."

The night was spent with rough but passionate love making. If someone asked her why she was walking weird the next day, she had ignored your smug look as she explained how she fell the day before. But she couldn’t deny that she was eager to do it again. The soreness be damned.

:)

[jybyls]

Tattoos || J.O

Masterlist

Warnings: None, I think, I mean, obviously, r has tattoos. Oh, and also, there's a pic of a spider tattoo beneath the red line at the end

Synopsis: Jenna is obsessed with your tattoos and lets everyone know about it.

Words: 640~

- 📜🎧🍂 -

Jenna's POV:

I love her tattoos so much that I could admire them all day long. That's basically what today was about. It was my only day off of the month, and we decided to do nothing and just enjoy each other's company.

She's lying on her back in our bed her shirt is lifted up to her chest while I'm sitting between her legs, tracing her tattoo with my hands. Her eyes are closed, and I can clearly tell she's enjoying this.

I bend down to kiss the tattoos on her collar bone. She sighs happily at the feeling of my lips on her skin. She wraps her arms around my neck, not squeezing or forcing me down, just resting them here. I smile at her movement and start to softly caress one of her arms to press soft kisses everywhere I can on it.

I lower myself, kissing my way down to her abdomen, where one of my favourite tattoos of hers is. Her hands are massaging my hair, making me hummed softly. I traced her tattoo with my finger before kissing it, I wrapped my arms around her waist, holding her close like she was going somewhere.

"I think that one is my favourite." I tell her in a low tone, probably inaudible to anyone else, but she heard me. "Yeah ? I thought your favourite was the one behind my ears." She whispers in the same tone as mine. "Oh, right, I love that one too. I don't think I can choose a favourite, actually, I adore all of them," I got back up to be face to face with her and kissed her nose, making both of us smile and giggle. "What's your favourite ?" I asked her, genuinely curious about her answer.

"Probably the one on my abdomen. Or the little spider on my arm, I think that one's cute." She showed me which one she's talking about. I have to admit I love that one. "Yeah, I love that one, too. Looks adorable." I kiss her tattoo, then kiss her gently.

I pull away from the kiss to grab my phone. "What are you doing ?" She asked me in a playful tone, with a little smile on her pretty face. "Nothin'." I smile back at her and answer her with the same playful tone. She just smiled at me, watching what I'm about to do. I replaced myself between her legs, pulling her closer to me by her hips, her back slightly arched at my sudden movement.

I looked up at her, seeing a small blush on her cheeks. I smirked, then grabbed a red lipstick on the night table, put it on my lips before unlocking my phone, and started recording my hand, travelling around her abdomen tattoo, kissing it too making a visible lips stain on her tattoo.

I kept leaving lips stains on every single one of her tattoos and recording my crime afterwards. After a little while, I stopped what I was doing. Her body was covered with my kisses. "You're done ?" She asked me, giggling with the cutest smile on.

"Yeah, I think so. Is it ok if I post one of the videos I took on instagram ?" I asked her because I absolutely love posting random insta stories of my girlfriend, and she seems to love it too, plus fans like it too, so it's a win-win situation. "Yeah, sure. Tag me so i can repost it to show even more people how whipped you are." She joked, but let's face it, she's so god damn right. "Well, it's not my fault your tattoos are so addictive." I posted the story as I answered her, then put my phone away to kiss her before collapsing on her, burying my face in her chest where another tattoo of her is.

I quickly fell asleep at the feeling of her hands massaging my skull.

That's my safe place.

- 📜🎧🍂 -

A/n: Here's the spider tattoo I was referring to

Make up your own mind for the others' tattoos, love ya <3

[jangofettjamz]

The Birthday Boy

Jenna Ortega x Autistic!Male!Reader

Summary: You finally get to celebrate your birthday for the first time, and with the one you love.

Words: 1552

Y/N POV

Today is my birthday. I've never really celebrated it; family never really bothered. Now that I'm older it just seemed more insignificant. No one to celebrate it with, and let's be honest and no one wants to celebrate it on their own.

Jenna was out working, I never told her when my birthday was because I didn't want to interrupt her filming schedule, she's already got enough on her plate she doesn't need to worry about getting me gifts for my birthday she has a career to grow.

I've turned 20 today; Jenna turning 21soon. 20 years feel a bit surreal not gonna lie, crazy to think it's been that long since I was born. I try not dwell on that to much, it'll just send me spiralling.

I do wish I had a good birthday though, the feeling of being celebrating. I know this may sound narcissistic, but I always wanted to be celebrated, have a day just about me. I wanted to feel like everyone could come together and show support for me even if it was just for one day, I never had that kind of love growing up so I'd like to know what that's like, though I doubt it'll happen.

My father never paid any attention to me growing up, saying I was too much of a hassle to put up with. You know you have a bad parent when they have to "put up" with you  instead of loving you unconditionally, but hey beggars can't be choosers, right?

Me thinking about how life could've been was making me depressed so I decided to go out for breakfast, I got dressed and got the keys to my car and went out get food.

On the way there I get an incoming call from Jenna, thought she would've been busy this morning so this was a pleasant surprise. I answered but kept my eyes on the road.

"Hello darling, how'd you sleep" she asked, she knows I don't sleep well when she's gone.

"Um... I slept okay, probably could've got more sleep though. I'm just going to that Italian place we went to a month ago for some breakfast. How's shooting going" I asked, she's currently filming for her new movie 'death of a unincorn' with Paul Rudd.

"Filming's going great, Paul's really cool and I can't wait for you to meet him, he's knows you're a marvel fan too." She giggles mischievously, that little minx.

"Jenna why'd you say that." I whine feeling embarrassed.

"Aw babe, don't be shy he thinks you're really cool." She says reassuringly.

"Yeah sure he does" I say sarcastically, making her laugh. "Do you know when you'll be home?" I miss her dearly, I need to see her soon.

She let's out a sigh, I brace myself for bad news. "Sorry, sweet boy. I won't be back for another week." I let out sad sigh and a whine, I missed her alot.

"Hey, hey, don't be upset baby boy, I'll be home before you know it and we'll have so much fun together. The week will go by quick I promise." She cooed, she always knew what to say to put me at ease.

"Alright sweetie I have to go, drive safe for me and I'll see you very soon." She blew a kiss through the phone "I love you, sweetheart"

"I love you too, Jenna." We end the call and I continue my journey.

I arrive at the restaurant, this is gonna drain my social battery for today so I hope I don't have to to anyone that much, I just wanna get my food, eat then leave.

I ate my food peacefully, the staff were wonderful, definitely going there again for breakfast. I leave the restaurant and do some birthday shopping for myself, figured I may aswell treat myself to something nice for my "big day"; I sound miserable.

I'm pulled out of my thoughts when I feel my phone vibrate, a few text messages from some of my friends and cast mates from scream 5 and 6. I read them and I was shocked, how did they know...

Jasmin

Hey Y/N/N, hope you're having a lovely birthday. Can't wait you see you soon.

Devyn

Howdy stranger, happy birthday my love, you're 20! Hope you're doing well and I'll see you soon... very soon. 😈

Mikey

Looks like someone has a birthday today... AND YOU DIDNT TELL ME! HOW DARE YOU! Besides that betrayal I miss you so much Y/N, happy birthday my sweet.

Mason

Hey man, looks who's 20 years old! Happy birthday bud, hope you have a good one.👍

Melissa

Hey hey, it's the birthday boy! Happy birthday honey, you deserve the best birthday in the world. All the best from me and my husband.

Jack Quaid

Hey buddy, happy 20th birthday! I miss you alot pal, Karl and Antony send their birthday wishes too. Hope to see you soon, buddy.

I was shocked; flabbergasted even. How did they know, they couldn't have possibly...unless. I looked the last message, it was from Jenna, the mastermind behind this.

❤️Jenna❤

Hi baby boy, guess who found out when your birthday is! You never told me when it was but I asked around and viola! Happy birthday sweet boy, I promise we'll see each other very very soon. I love you so much, sweetheart.❤

That little minx... this is why I love her so much, I can't begin to express how much I love her and this just solidifies that. I sent her a message back saying I love her and continue to the mall.

But as I walk to the shopping mall I see three woman who look very familiar, they're wearing party hats too. No... no way... it can't be...

Jenna POV

The look on Y/N's face is priceless, he looked shocked, excited, and emotional at the same time. I think me, Jasmin and Devyn did good on surprising him.

"JENNA?!" He says with glassy eyes.

"C'mere sweetheart" I say and open my arms, he runs towards me and I wrap him in a tight hug.

"I missed you so much" he said while crying, he's such a cutie oh my god.

"Aww sweetie, I missed you too, so much honey. I've been tracking you on Life360 and we intercepted you here. Happy birthday my love, I know you don't like big crowds so I brought Devyn and Jasmin with me" they spoke up.

"Happy birthday, Y/N/N. It's so good to see you, I've missed you alot." Devyn says making him smile widely.

"It's been too long since we've seen you Y/N, how have you been?" Jasmin asks. He lifts his head from my neck and speaks.

"Better now that you guys are here, I haven't really been feeling the best since I've been on my own, I'm so glad you're here Jenna." I hold him and rub his back in comfort.

I want him to really enjoy his birthday today, I already have stuff waiting for him at home. I think he's gonna love it. "Let's go do some shopping and then we'll go home, I have a surprise for you." His eyes lit up and I kiss his cheeks.

- 2 hours later

Y/N drove behind me as we made our way back home. Jasmin and Devyn went home soon after we shopping. We park up to the driveway and he joins me at the front door.

"Close your eyes, birthday boy" I ask and he looks at me with caution.

"What are you planning now, Ortega?" He asks me; suspicion in his voice.

"Just close them silly" he obliged and I take his hand to guide him to his surprise. We reach the living room. "Okay, open your eyes sweetheart."

He opened them and is met with countless presents ranging from: action figures and Lego sets from their favourite franchise, new clothes, PC parts and much much more. I wanted to spoil him and make up for the 20 years of birthdays he missed out on. He looked like he was on the verge of tears.

"Jenna... is this all mine?" He asked, still not believing that he finally had a proper birthday.

"All yours, sweetness" I hug him as tight as I can, he cries into my shoulder out of, what I can only assume, happiness. "Don't cry honey, it's okay. That's all for you because I love you so so much, you deserve this my love, you deserve the world." I cooed softly.

"Thank you so much" he said through his cries.

"You're so welcome, my beautiful birthday boy." I say then kiss his forehead, cheeks and lips.

"Wait here, baby boy" I head into the kitchen and grab his cake. I light the candles and head back into the living room.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Y/N, happy birthday to you." I sing and he blows out his candles.

I cheer and set the cake on the table. He smiled so brightly, he finally got to have a real birthday to celebrate.

Happy birthday Y/N.

A/N

Not my birthday, but I thought it'd make a good story. I hope you enjoyed.

[thenextdawn-temporarilyclosed]

Always By Your Side

Word count: 1.9K

Summary: you were friends with Jenna, but ever since she got famous she started ignoring you, even if you kept being her number one fan.

Warnings: angst

Pairing: Jenna Ortega X Fem!Reader

Posting this to check if I’m actually not shadow banned anymore😂 but Don’t get me started on this Idea. It has been stuck in my mind forever. I hope you like this

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Growing up in California has always had its perks. Wherever you went, there were famous people, whether it was adults, teenagers, even kids and older people. It didn’t matter where you went, there was always a crowd around someone famous. Useless to say that this had its toll on your life, because eventually you wanted to be an actress, and ever since you were a kid you would find scripts online and practice them on your own or with your best friend, Jenna. She lived down the street and you were always at her place playing with her and with her siblings, you would sleep at their house, have dinners there and whenever they did something, you were always invited, you even went on family trips with them! It was safe to say that they considered you part of their family.

With time passing, you and Jenna grew even closer. Both of your dreams was still to be actresses as you kept on practicing scripts and monologues, but she’s always been better than you, and there was no one denying that. At some point Jenna’s mom’s friend was friends with a casting director and they tried giving both of you chances to eventually start on acting in shows or movies. Only… she got the roles, and you didn’t. You never did. Were you jealous? No you weren’t, because your best friend had achieved her dreams and she was living it for you too. She was away from home a lot, but she always found a way to keep in contact with you, at first at least. You were both still 14 after all, and her schedule wasn’t so busy so she was home a lot, and you went to visit her whenever you could.

Though things started changing when you both turned 16. She was never home anymore as her schedule was so busy.

You: hey Jen. I know you’re busy, buy can you call me when you have some free time? I really miss my best friend🥺

Jen: Hey! Yes of course! I’ll call you at 7.30 tonight okay? Miss you too <3

Those little things always made you smile, even if she was so busy and never home, she always cut some time from her breaks to call you and just talk about anything. She didn’t care if she didn’t have lunch, she WANTED to talk to you and this alone always made you miss her less. At age 17 though, having grown up and was now fit for harder roles, early morning alarms and what not, the time she cut for you ceased existing.

You: Heyyyy! Video call tonight at 7.30 pm like always?

Jen: I’m sorry I’m really busy. Promise we’ll catch up eventually. TTYL.

Only the two of you never caught up. She never found time for you anymore and it was starting to hurt. You knew that at some point actors leave their past life behind, but you never expected Jenna to do so to you. You never expected her to forget about you when you grew up together ever since day one, when you were in cribs. But even though she barely even thought of you, it was safe to say that you were her number one fan. You watched her movies, had bought the merch that came along with them, watching her interviews, Hell you even texted her supporting her of everything.

September 10, 2020

You: dude, that “babysitter killer queen” movie is just something else, I was so entertained watching it! You did a great job💕

March 12, 2021

You: your role in “yes day” was amazing. Katie Torres is so cute! Loved it✨

January 14, 2022

You: uhm HELLO? The new scream movie is fire! Hope to see you in the next one☺️

January 27, 2022

You: GURL! ARE WE GONNA TALK ABOUT VADA CAVELL? Please, she’s SO FINE

March 18, 2022

You: okay, that X movie was different. Not of my likings, buy you did a great job as always. Miss you.

Not once did she ever reply to your texts. Sure, she read them but you never got any kind of feedback from her. It’s like she was always too busy even for a text, or she just simply didn’t care anymore. It was hard, going on with your life knowing that she never had time for you anymore. You used to be her best friend but now, seeing from her posts she had new best friends and it was hurting a lot, knowing that she just forgot about you, and your head started going a thousand places, was she ashamed because her best friend wasn’t famous? And what if she simply didn’t want to be seen around with you? You were a no one, after all. Would famous people want to be seen around with a no one?

You had to get back to her, show her that there was no shame in being seen around with someone who isn’t famous. It should make you even more “honest” to show that you’re not only friends with famous people, but you’ve kept your friends of a lifetime, but you thought that this wasn’t something she’d ever consider. You posted a photo of the two of you hugging and a few videos, tagging her and writing under it “miss my best friend so much.” Jenna’s fans freaked out at that and reposted the photos, the cute videos all over the internet. Jenna wasn’t the type of girl to be on social medias but you were sure she saw your post when she liked it. It was just a like though, there was no “miss you too” comment or even a text, nothing at all. You had to find a way to see her, talk to her face to face.

You got the chance to do so when after her new series “Wednesday” came out, the premiere was in your city. You HAD to go. You even found the ticket to get backstage and talk with the actors, you had to talk to her. You dressed up elegantly just for the night and you made sure to go there REALLY early to be in front of the barricades, you had to see her and she had to see you. When actors started arriving, of course no one recognized you. Except for obviously Jenna. She looked at you as she walked by, and you gave her a small smile as you waved at her, she did the same but then walked away, to other fans and to the photo booth. She looked gorgeous to say the least. You had seen her on tv, but she hasn’t seen you in years and suddenly reality hit her.

You had been supporting her ever since and she has done nothing but ignore you these past 5 years, and she started thinking of how much it could have hurt you, seeing her realize her dreams while you couldn’t. She was scared shitless to talk to you, she was afraid that you’d yell at her, get mad at her or something like that. When the premiere was finished it was now time for the people who had the backstage ticket to actually go backstage. You were one of the lasts in line and you weren’t in a rush, you needed to talk to her not just for two minutes, and you knew that fans would absolutely want to talk to her, so you stood back and patiently waited for your turn. You didn’t wait really long because everyone only had a limited time with each actor, but you didn’t care because you knew that if you needed It, Jenna would tell the crew that you were allowed to stay.

As soon as it was your turn you walked up to her and she gave you a small sad smile. She didn’t know how to act, what to do. She was scared of what you’d say or do. “Hey Jen” you said as you walked over, you weren’t sure of what you could or could not do, but you were surprised when she hugged you tightly, hiding her face in your shoulder. You let her do, hugging her back and letting her stay in the embrace for as long as she wanted. When she pulled back, her eyes were slightly teary. “(Y/N) I-I’m so sorry” she started, you knew exactly what she was talking about. “I’m sorry too. But it’s okay, you have a busy schedule and it’s okay to not have time” you said reassuring her. “I was just scared you’d forgotten about me or that you didn’t care anymore. And it hurts because I haven’t been hearing back from you for 5 years Jen. You do understand that right? I was scared that I was bothering you and that you didn’t want me to text you.” You said looking down, and she looked down of shame as well.

“I never meant for any of this to happen. You’re my best friend, (Y/N). I just… got scared.” She said and you looked at her with confusion sprawled out all over your face. “Scared of what?” You asked, she took a hold of your hand and looked up at you. “When we started with the videocalls.. they made me really happy, and I knew you were happy too. But growing up my feelings towards you only grew, and not just in a “friends” way if you know what I mean. I was- and maybe I still am in in love with you. But I was scared, I was never home and I didn’t want to say that over a phone, figuring out that it would have been better if I told you face to face. But I always chickened out and I figured out that if I ever told you, the constant distance would have ended up hurting you. But I hurt you anyways, so…”

You looked at her as a smile slowly made its way to your face. “Jesus Jen I thought you hated me or something..” you said, giggling of relief, as she looked up at you “does that mean you forgive me?” She said hopeful, this even showing on her face. How could you reply to this? Deep down, you also had feelings for her, and they only grew. So you pulled her in from her waist, a hand removing the black veil of her dress from her face as you leaned in for a kiss, your first. She was shocked at first, not believing what was happening as she eventually kissed you back, closing her eyes and arms around your neck as she smiled and hummed happily on your lips, moving closer to you, if that was even possible. Managers had tried to get closer to you two and move you two away, but Jenna shushed them away and kept on kissing you, all while you just smiled.

Eventually she pulled back to look at you. “I love you so much (Y/N).. I swear to you that from now on I’ll take you with me wherever I go and you’ll never leave my side.”

[psychic-refugee]

I understand if people are disappointed in Jenna by her lack of vocal support for the past election in the States. There is always the hope that a celebrity we follow are “on our side.” Elections can have dire consequences, and we hope to get all the help we can get.

I don’t think these expectations are reasonable, per se, but I understand the natural inclination and the disappointment that follows when those hopes/expectations fail to materialize.

I’ll repeat that we must manage our expectations when it comes to celebrities and Jenna is not exempt from that.

I don’t know where she stands on a lot of issues. I also don’t know how she voted if she voted at all. At bottom, we don’t have a right to know. Voting should always be a private matter if they so choose.

Celebrities are still private citizens who have a right to privacy and don't owe us transparency.

I think disappointment in the lack of political support is valid in terms of personal feelings, and I don’t want to put words in Jenna’s mouth of why she may not have been more vocal.

I don’t know Jenna and my next thoughts are very generous towards her, I own and admit it.

I want to give grace to those I can. Perhaps time will prove she is unworthy of it, I’ll give it anyway. Kindness and grace are a choice, and I only hope that others will choose them as well.

While I don’t know her stance on issues, I equally do not know her mental state or what is going on with her personal/real/work life.

I’m not too hard on anyone who chooses to refrain from engaging with social media in any capacity and for any reason. I think people’s safety and mental health will always take precedence.

One can’t give from an empty cup.

One of the things I keep in mind when it comes to Jenna and her social media use specifically, is that she is a hyper-sexualized celebrity. We are in a time where AI is rampant, and it being used for porn is becoming endemic. Globally, we are nowhere near having laws to combat this, and I don’t see it as a priority for any nation to reign it in.

Jenna has already been run off from one social media platform because she was sent AI porn of herself. Other social media platforms are not any better. Certainly, on Tumblr I regularly block and report accounts that post AI porn/photoshop/links to porn when I see it, Jenna is a popular target.

Then there are others who do “handcrafted” porn across different medias (drawings, fiction, etc…), and they try to profit from it, and they do so in public forums such as Twitter/IG/social media. If it’s not being sent directly to the celebrity, it’s easy to find and possibly shoved in their face via the algo. OR their siblings/family are finding it as well.

There are others that nitpick at her looks and make sexually charged comments about her body freely and openly.

Social media is not a safe place for Jenna.

I certainly wouldn’t frequent anyplace I knew I was going to be sexually harassed or heavily criticized, even for benign things such as attending a concert or a farmer’s market. She is literally being stalked by her “fans” and they are happy to spread it and act as if they’re doing her a favor.

Yes, Jenna’s social media posts have become essentially completely professional. Even when we know she has been to social engagements with people she works with and we presume are on friendly terms, she does not post about it. I believe she only posted about Gaza twice, three times tops. She never endorsed any candidate.  

She’s not active on social media in general, not just inactive with politics.

I think she would totally forgo social media if not for her professional obligations. It is my understanding she’s only on IG, all others she has shutdown despite likely being able to monetize all of them.

I think it says something that she limits social media as a revenue stream.

Maybe the few posts she did upload regarding voting, even so late in the game, was all she had the mental bandwidth for.

I also would understand if she felt overwhelmed to the point of inaction. She has admitted to anxiety surrounding social media. (Independent, 07 June 2024) Perhaps seeing how Roan Chappell was torn apart for attempting to explain a nuanced opinion on a complex issue had scared her off even more.

Perhaps she is in a place where she could not make herself the target of social media nutjobs.

I’m confident enough to say that anything she said would have invited harassment, no matter what it was.

I’m not going to be too hard on anyone who chooses themselves first, and/or is dealing with mental health issues.

She shouldn’t have to set herself on fire to keep others warm.

Social media is just another type of theatre, and she does not need to perform her values for me.

I see her lack of social media presence as protecting herself by removing herself from what may be hurting her.

I will never criticize anyone dealing with anxiety on how they manage their anxiety.

Jenna has a lot of privileges compared to a lot of people, it doesn’t mean she should be forced to put herself in front of the metaphorical firing squad that is always locked and loaded on social media.

Again, this is a very gracious view of one of a million possibilities that could have been going on in a world I’m not a part of, and with people I’ve never met. I do not conflate social media with knowing someone.

Having a large platform is irrelevant, does not cure anxiety, and does not create obligations.

Expectations from randos on the internet are not obligations.

This is not to dissuade anyone from being angry. This is merely a possible different point of view one may consider.

As I’ve said, grace and kindness are a choice. I’m choosing to think the best of her intensions and situation.

[xiihyunn]

Knife Play (18+)

Jenna Ortega x fem!reader

warning: murderer jenna, sexual assault, some angst, futile boy, murder, blood, gore, knife play, biting, marking, gagging, praising/degrading kink, rough rough sex, a tiny fingering, riding, carving, more blood, cunnilingus, slapping, a bit of cnc, possessiveness, and obsession.

summary: — everybody loves jenna ortega. the young talented and beautiful actress who wouldn't hurt a fly, and you just somehow love your girlfriend even more. but after what percy did to you, something dark inside of jenna snaps.

word count: 3.2k

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a/n: its was a request and tbh kinda shit, but enjoy. finger yourself for me.

3rd person POV

Giggles were heard throughout Jenna’s trailer. Sitting across from each other on her table, you reach for the cup of water near you, as Jenna takes a spoon full of food to her mouth. It was lunch time, and all the actors and actresses for the new series, Wednesday, were currently eating.

The day went by normally, you waking up on Jenna's bed, showering together to 'save water', and went to film. Nothing unusual happened, but it didn't last long.

Before the lunch break, Percy was giving you way too much attention. Ever since you stepped foot into Romania, and met the other casts, he had his eyes on you.

You and Jenna's relationship was public, her fans knew, your fans knew, both of your circle of friends knew, and even the staff on set.

So when Percy asked you out on a date in front of everyone, in front of Jenna, the room was filled with awkward silence. Before you could even reject him nicely, Jenna had snapped at him then dragged you out of his view.

And now you were here laughing at how cute your girlfriend looked being jealous.

"J, calm down okay? You're the one I want, and not him." You smiled at the woman in front of you. Jenna was huffing, avoiding your eye contact.

"Was he fucking blind or something? Hell, even Helen Keller could tell we're dating." Jenna said, as she eats another spoon of her food. You playfully shake your head, "Now don't be rude to our girl Keller, Jen."

You take your plate and place it down on the sink. You turn and walk over to Jenna, she is playing with her food, resting her head on her hand as she rolls the small meatball back and forth on the plate.

Jenna had a mad look on her face, the grip on the fork was fairly noticeable, and her sharp breaths were evident.

Grabbing her cheek, you made her face you. Jenna's eyes finally looked at yours, and her stiff brows finally softened. "I love you, Jen." You whispered.

"I love you too, Y/n." Brushing your thumb across her bottom lip, Jenna's eyes flicker to yours, as she leans in for a kiss.

Meeting each other's lips, you felt Jenna's body relaxing. You chuckled in the kiss, she tasted like the spaghetti you both just ate.

You retreated from the kiss. Once you opened your eyes, you saw a confused looking Jenna staring at your orbs. "Why did you laugh?" Jenna pouts.

"You taste like spaghetti, babe." Jenna's cheeks turn red, as she smiles at you. "My bad," Jenna said.

While Jenna was washing both of your dishes, you on the other hand was preparing her Wednesday uniform. Cleaning her trailer for some time, Jenna was finished.

Wiping her wet hands on her pants, Jenna grabbed and wore her coat. "Baby, I have to buy some snacks for the pantry. I'll be back on 10, wait for me," You hummed in acknowledgement, as you gave Jenna a quick peck on the lips.

"Alright. Stay safe, Jen,"

Jenna gave you one last smile and goodbye, as she opened the trailer door and left.

—

The sound of a door opening caught your attention. It had only been 5 minutes, and honestly you thought Jenna was gonna take much more time than that, knowing the convenience store is like 4 blocks away.

You were scrolling on your phone laying on her bed, you looked up expecting to see your lovely girlfriend, but instead it was Percy.

You were caught off guard by him standing and looking down at you. "Um, hey Perc, do you need anything..?" You say at the edge of Jenna's bed, waiting for him to answer.

Percy smiles at you, and shakes his head. "Oh nothing, I just wanted to see what you were doing." You can't help but to give him a weird look, "Why couldn't you just wait 'till lunch break was over?" You asked him.

His right eye slightly twitches from the tone of your voice, but you caught it. Percy just stood there, smiling at you with his face all red. You bit your lip feeling incredibly uncomfortable, but then Percy started to rub his clothed crotch.

"What are you doing?" Your eyes were wide, looking at him humping his dick in front of you. Percy just smirks, as his eyes roam around your body and specifically your breast.

Percy continued to palm his center area, and it left you baffled. "What the hell Percy, you're fucking insane." You stood up and grabbed him by his arm, pushing him to leave the trailer.

As you were about to push him even more, Percy grabs both of your shoulders and pins you on the near wall. His tall figure pressing your body hard.

You felt his hard on pressing into your pelvis making you slightly gag. "Get off of me!" You shouted at him, as you tried to push his body off of you.

"You women are just meant to be fucked and used by us men, now shut the fuck up and take my dick in you whore."

Just as Percy was about to kiss you, the trailer door slammed open.

"What the fuck!?"

You tilt your head to look at Jenna staring at you, and then at Percy. Jenna saw the displeasure look on your face, and she pushed Percy hard making him stumble to the ground.

"What do you think you're doing to my girlfriend you asshole!" Jenna got on top of the shocked boy, and landed a punch on his nose.

Jenna felt her hand throb in pain, but she didn't care. All of the built up anger and jealousy Jenna had come crashing down, as she fists Percy's collar pulling him close up to her face.

"I'll fucking kill you, Hynes." Jenna saw red. Jaw tensing, nose flaring, and she was losing all her senses of control. Rage was making Jenna sick, the sides of her vision were slowly becoming black and it covered her whole sight.

Even the thought about him even daring to touch what was hers, made Jenna mad. And now he did, and he was going to pay for it.

"Jenna stop!"

Jenna snapped out of her trance, looking at your crying figure holding her arm. You sobbed, pulling her closer to you, Jenna immediately hugged you.

Patting your head, she kissed your ear. "It's alright, baby. I'm here, I'm here." You hugged her neck, tears slowly falling to her shirt. Jenna continued to pat your hair, but then she felt something wet on her hands.

Wet and sticky.

She looked down and saw her bloody hands. It was Percy's blood, but also some of it were hers. Jenna looked over to the side and saw him, Percy was groaning, clutching his bloody and broken nose, as he tried to crawl away from her.

His face looked really bad.

Looking down at her hands again, Jenna felt something inside of her. It was almost tickling her almost, the now dry blood staining her skin felt good. Too good.

Jenna smiles, and continues to comfort your shaken up state.

The blood on her hand felt right. It felt like she was made for this, and it felt like blood was always supposed to be there.

And thought that made Jenna smile even more.

—

It was bright in the streets of Romania despite it being 11pm. Jenna was still on set since the director heard what happened on the trailer, and they were planning to fire Percy.

You wanted to wait for your girlfriend but she told you to go home, and get some sleep after the incident. Knowing Jenna was persistent and hardheaded, you left the set and your manager drived you to Jenna's house.

You told her you wanted to stop by at 711's to get some instant noodles, and some chicken for Jenna to eat when she comes back. Grabbing your plastic back, you went inside the car and drove off once more.

You gave your manager a quick goodbye and thank you, as you opened the gate of Jenna's house. Walking towards her front door, you swiped a card at the card reader, only for it to ding meaning the door was already opened.

Weird. You thought.

We probably forgot to lock it before we left this morning. Shrugging off the feeling, your fingers twist the handle, and there it was.

Something felt wrong, really wrong. The hairs on the back of your shoulders were standing, and every fiber of your being told you not to open the door. A gut wrenching feeling made its way up your throat, as you exhale a cold breath.

Run.

That's what your subconscious told you. Your 6th senses were tingling, and you felt your instincts creeping up.

Oh if this was a scream movie, you'll definitely get killed. Don't you know the rules?

In one big breath you opened the door, and the sight in front of you drained all the blood off your face.

Jenna panted, wiping off the dripping blood off of her face. She stood with confidence, as Percy's body was on the floor bloody, and lifeless.

Adrenaline was coursing in Jenna's veins, looking down at the dead body of Percy Hynes White. The white carpet was now stained in crimson red blood, thick, and almost slimy by the blood clots slowly forming.

The smell of fresh human remains filled your nostrils. Dropping the plastic bag, you covered your nose and mouth with a small shriek.

Jenna's eyes looked back at your frozen state. You didn't look at her, the body on the living room floor caught your attention more.

You held your breath as your eyes finally met Jenna's. Panic visible in your face, you blinked rapidly.

"I-I…" You whispered.

Jenna's eyes were cold, and distant. They looked dead, and empty, but somehow it was still familiar.

Jenna stood there staring at you, her bloody clothes, and her bloody bloody face was deadpan. A tear of blood fell down to her forehead, and onto her jaw, and Jenna clutched her knife in hand.

"Jenna, what did you do..?" Slowly walking towards your bloody girlfriend, you made her body face yours. Holding her forearm, you looked up.

"Baby, let's go clean you up okay? A-And then let's.. let's go to the police.." Jenna's face suddenly changed, her cold stare turned angry.

"Jen—" Jenna tackles you to the ground. Pinning your wrists above your head with one hand, and the other bringing the wet knife up to your throat.

"No one is telling no one shit, darling."

The tip of the knife touching your chin, you gulped and looked at the woman in front of you. Jenna had a smirk on her bloody lips, licking them with her tongue, her eyes flickering to your lips.

You exhaled softly, looking at Jenna's eyes on your lips. Jenna smashes your lips together. Sucking harshly on your flesh, you tasted something metallic making you tear up at the thought of eating Percy's blood.

Jenna angles the knife to your throat and pressed it, you groaned in pain on her lips, as you tried to move your head away.

"Stay fucking still." Jenna muttered, pushing the knife further into your neck, drawing blood. You whined in pain, feeling the burning and stinging sensation.

Jenna forced her tongue inside of your mouth, lapping up your saliva with hers, as she sucks on your hot and wet muscle.

She retreats the knife away from your throat, and places it to her side. Wrapping her hands around your neck like a necklace, her thumb gaze over the open wound, and you hissed in pain once more.

You felt the blood on the carpet being sucked into your clothes. Uncomfortable at the warm feeling on your back, as Jenna disconnected your lips together with a small trail of saliva on each of your lips.

"You're mine. Only fucking mine." Jenna grabs the knife again. Still holding your hands in place, she slides the blade underneath your shirt, and cuts the fabric upward.

Missing your face for a centimeter, the cold wind hits your exposed top. "W-Wait Jenna, I-I don't think it's time for us to be doing this right now…" You plead, in your peripheral vision his body was just next to you.

Tugging your wrists aways from her grip, Jenna laughs. "God killing him felt so, so good, baby," Jenna cut her way through your shorts, and you laid there only in your underwear.

"The way I stabbed, twisted, and stabbed him again and again felt amazing." Cutting your bra and panties, you groan softly at her. You wrapped your legs around Jenna's waist, as she bent down over to your tits.

The angle made your cunt hole open. Jenna's hips rubbing your clit with enough force to make you hold out a moan. It felt so good, but so wrong.

This is so fucking wrong. You thought, as a shooting pleasure made its say to your core when Jenna grinds on your pussy.

"His blood was just squirting everywhere in the room, as I slit his throat. Baby, you should've seen it~" Jenna let go of your wrist, and discarded her own clothes on top of Percy's body.

"And now I'm wondering if I could also make you squirt.."

Jenna's hands groped both of your breasts in her hands, as she took one in her mouth. "Jenna—" A moan escapes your lips. She bit down on your nipple, hard, causing you to tug on her scalp.

Jenna snakes her other hand down to your core. "God Y/n, you're fucking soaked." Jenna muttered on your tits, as she took the other one in, sucking it like milk was going to come out.

She runs her middle and ring finger on your wet slit, coating your whole cunt with your arousal. Jenna's palm occasionally bumping your clit, your nails dug on her arm.

Jenna sat on the floor. Opening both of your legs wide, she grabs the knife. "A little carving won't hurt right, baby?" Your breaths rigid and irregular, you gently shook your head.

"Please don't.." You whisper.

Jenna slaps your pussy. "I didn't hear you, darling. What was it again?" She trails the edge on your inner thighs, and stops on your clit.

The cold metal hit you, as your body started to shake. "P-Please Jenna.. don't," Shaking your head once more, Jenna strikes a toe curling smack on your pussy.

You bucked on your hip at her, biting your bottom lip as a tear fell down your face. "What did you say, Y/n..?" Blood was seeping out of your core's lips, as the small cuts drew blood.

Your pussy was burning, and stinging. Was it from the pain? Or the pleasure? You couldn't tell.

"Fuck Jenna— Yes, yes! Carve your name into my skin, please.." Jenna smirks and slices a huge 'J' on your inner thighs, as she slaps your tits.

"What a fucking whore."

You were about to inhale another set of breaths, but the moment you opened your mouth, Jenna pushed 2 bloody fingers inside and wasted no time to touch the back of your throat.

Gagging at your girlfriend's finger, you hold onto her wrist, as she pushes something inside of you.

It felt weird. It was something hard but it wasn't a dildo, it felt long and textured.

Rolling your eyes back, you looked down to see Jenna holding the sharp part of the knife, her own blood dripping onto the carpet.

"So beautiful.." Jenna slams the handle further inside of you, as you moan on her fingers. You gagged again, but she pounded it inside of you. Your muffled moans fill the room, as your tits rocked back and forth wildly from the rough movements.

Feeling the plastic fucking your insides, you started to meet Jenna's thrust. "That's it, princess. You enjoy me fucking you with a knife right?" Jenna takes the whole thing out, before slamming it back into you, hitting the entrance of your womb.

Saliva was dripping down on your mouth, as Jenna pushed her fingers deeper. She angles the knife upward, and your legs start shaking.

"O-Oh fu-ck. Jenn-a right t-her!" You start choking on your own saliva, and Jenna finally removes her fingers from your mouth only for her to kiss your lips hungrily.

You tightened around the handle, as you felt your orgasm coming. "Be a good little girl and cum, Y/n." Jenna bites your neck. Her teeth sinking deep into your skin, as you moan out juices slipping out of your cunt.

Your orgasm washed over your body like a wave, your hips shaking violently on the handle. "Fuck—!" Jenna licks the surface of your bloody neck, lapping up the dripping vital fluid, and drinking them with a forceful suck.

Taking the handle out, Jenna wraps her legs on yours, making a scissoring position. "Wait!" Jenna's cold and wet cunt touches your clit, making you release a throaty moan.

Jenna's lips curved up into a smirk, as she rested one of your legs onto her shoulder. Rolling her hip, her clit brushes into yours.

Jenna grabs your pairs and squeezed them. Making them a tool to sit up straight, when she thrust into you more. "The amount of time I fingered myself to your tits, imagining them to be my personal little stress ball.."

You closed your eyes intensely, biting back your moans, but Jenna slaps the side of her knife to your cheek. "Open your eyes you slut, look how good I'm fucking your pretty pussy."

Wet slapping noises were getting louder and louder, making you flustered. Jenna trails the knife once more on your stomach and the sharp edge sitting directly on your nipple.

You felt yourself almost at your high. Toe curling, back arching, mouth agape, and overstimulation, as Jenna's hand reached to her back and suddenly pushed through your entrance, with 2 inside, she fingers you.

Grinding her hip, clit to clit, and Jenna's fingers curling inside of you, "I-I'm gonna cum.." You panted. "Fuck, me too baby." Bucking into her fingers once more, as you tightened around her fingers.

"Cum for me, princess."

Your body convulses, as your high comes rolling on your figure. Both of you moaning each other's name, your muscles gave out and went limp.

Your eyes meeting Jenna's. Your body aches in pain, tears swell your eyes, as guilt fills your veins. With a shaky breath, you tried to push your girlfriend away, only for her to slash the knife on your tits.

Blood gushes out of your chest. Moaning and groaning in pain, you throw your head back, feeling the black void consume you fully.

"I said, you're fucking mine."

—

y'all chill, u didn't die

[raccoonface]

New bodyguard

Y/n's POV

I just got accepted to be Jenna Ortega's bodyguard, and I was starting tomorrow. I had to get myself prepared to handle the paparazzi. Tomorrow was the Met Galla.

The next day

I am on my way to get Jenna, but I can't help but be nervous I don't know why but I just put that to the side.

I made it to Jenna's place and I am waiting for her to come out of her hotel. When she came out she looked beautiful.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her until her old bodyguard introduced me to her.

Jenna's POV

"Jenna."

"Yes Vince?"

"This is your new bodyguard, Y/n"

"Nice to meet you, Y/N."

"You as well Jenna"

I looked at her and she had sunglasses on with a full black outfit (whatever outfit, doesn't matter)

I thought she looked nice, and she drove me to the Met Galla

After the met galla

Y/n's POV

I have to get Jenna into the car without her getting jumped by one of her fans which should be easy since it's the after party of the met Galla

I got her and I'm bringing her inside the car with Enrique helping me

"You're Y/n right?" Enrique asked me I just nodded my head

"Wait... you're Enrique"

"Yup. I'm surprised you even know me  , I'm not usually the one being noticed"

"I know a lot of things"

"Don't know if I should be worried for Jenna or not"

"Don't worry she'll be fine on my watch"

"That's what I'm afraid of"

"Rude much"

"Alright you probably have to go Jenna doesn't like to wait"

"You're not coming with me?"

"No I got my own car to take care of"

"Alright, bye"

"Bye nice to meet you"

"Nice to meet you too"

After the convo I headed into the car to take Jenna home, when I was in the car I asked her how she was but then realized she fell asleep somehow

I was driving to her apartment building when I looked back at her and somewhat admired her without crashing the car.

I noticed how beautiful she was. How her hair complemented her face, don't get me started on her freckles

When I got to her apartment I got out and went to the back and had to wake her up

"Hey" I said while shaking her, all she did was mumble. I shook her a little harder and she woke up

"Hmm?"

"We're at your apartment"

"Okay" she said that then unbuckled. Once she did she looked at me and caught me staring at her

"Are you going to take me up to my apartment?"

"Uhm am I supposed to?"

"Yeah"

"Okay then"

Jenna's POV

I told Y/n that she was supposed to take me up to my apartment but technically you're not supposed to. But I did it anyways

We were walking into the elevator and I pressed which floor I was on. Then when we got off and to my door I unlocked it while she stood by.

"I guess I can go now that your alright"

"Wait... can you come in? Since your new I can tell you what you can and cannot do." I sort of mentally panicked after I said that because I have no idea what she could and couldn't do.

"I don't think that I should"

"It'll be quick, I promise."

"Fine"

Y/n's POV

I was so confused as to what had just happened, so much so I forgot what she was supposed to tell me.

"So what were you going to tell me again?"

"Uhm... for the first night as my bodyguard, you are supposed to sleep in my apartment to make sure I'm safe."

I looked at her skeptically but nodded my head in agreement with her.

"Alright so I'm sleeping on the couch I'm guessing"

"Uh sure if you want to... but I was wondering if you wanted to watch a movie before going to sleep"

It was only midnight so I agreed.

"Yeah, sure what movie?"

"Uh I was hoping you could pick"

"Okay how about (horror movie of your choice , if you can't pick then it's the shining)"

"Fine by me"

I took my sunglasses off and sat down on the couch while Jenna was I'm guessing getting snacks

She came back with snacks and took the remote and put the movie on.

"I hope you don't mind these types of snacks"

"No not at all"

We started watching the movie and when we finished it Jenna was fully cuddled on top of me, sleeping. I had no idea how we got here.

I tried moving a little but she started to wake up. So as quickly and carefully as I could I brought her to her room accidentally opening the bathroom door instead of her bedroom door at first.

She was still cuddled into me so I had to go into the bed with her and after we were both under the covers I practically passed out.

In the morning

I woke up with Jenna still asleep on me and I remember being told that after every met Galla Jenna gets a day off. So I just let her sleep.

She had a tv in her room so I turned it on low volume then put something on.

She started to wake up about Half an hour after I turned the tv on.

"Morning, Jen" I whispered into her ear

"No, shut up I'm not awake."

I just chuckled  and wiggled myself out of her grip then went to her kitchen and rummaged around to look at what I could make her for breakfast.

I ended up just making vegan pancakes for both of us she came out as I was making them

"Morning Jenna"

"Morning, Y/n"

She went up to the plate of already made pancakes and took one off the top and shoved it into her mouth.

I finished the pancakes then actually plated them and gave a plate to myself and one to Jenna. I went to sit down next to her as I grabbed the remote but she stole it from my hands

"My remote"

I chuckled and let her have it.

.. .. .. ..

After we were done eating breakfast we just sat there and watched the tv for the most part the only words that were spoken was us talking to the tv saying that the characters should do this or that.

Jenna's POV

I really want to talk to Y/n about last night, I wanted to tell her that I have grown feelings for her and I know it's only been like two days but I still want to tell her, but I don't know how to approach her.

I was walking into the kitchen to see Y/n washing the dishes from breakfast

"Hey..."

"Hey Jen, How's it going?"

"Good."

"Something bothering you?"

"Actually yeah, there is."

"Well you gonna tell me since we're already talking."

"Yeah uh-"

I got cut off by a phone loudly buzzing, and I went up to check my phone to see who it was...

It was my agent. With a photo of me and Y/n with my head on her shoulder watching tv...

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Rewrote the entire story because I thought it was terrible before and sorry I haven't been posting a lot plus it took me about two months just to re write this and it's only about 1.3k words. I need requests so while I'm writing one more imagine send requests PLEASE 🙏

Words are up there dingus ^

Might make this into a story if you guys like it..?

(I have a Wattpad ‘obsessedforyou’ if you liked this)

[star-going-supernova]

Can you write some badass Gregory? In the games nobody was really around to witness him surviving and doing an awesome job for a child so maybe get everyone’s reactions?

Gregory doing an insanely impressive thing without thinking:

The animatronics & Vanessa: !!!!

Freddy clutching his chest: that’s my superstar!!

This is tumblr generated prompt number 65 and marks the halfway point of this round! I’m a big fan of competent/bamf Gregory, enough so that I feel like I’m running out of slightly plausible scenarios to put this kid in to highlight that, lol. I ended up repurposing the premise of an old ficlet that I never finished, so, context: there’s a handful of kids trapped in the pizzaplex that Vanny’s looking to pick off one by one, like a game. Gregory’s thirteen here!

title taken from an old short story of the same name

The Most Dangerous Game

Gregory silently grit his teeth together, legs aching from how long he’d been crouching in place. Behind him were the two younger kids he’d found—seven-year-old Jenna and ten-year-old Delaney. He didn’t know how many of them were trapped inside the pizzaplex; he didn’t know how many were dead already. 

“Okay,” he whispered as Roxy finally disappeared into the east arcade. “Ready?” 

Both girls nodded, their fingers tightly linked together. Jenna was crying. He wanted nothing more than to get there somewhere safe, or as safe as any place could be in this hellhole. 

He took Jenna’s other hand, keeping her between him and Delaney, and then he pulled them out of the photo booth they’d been huddled in for ages. To the younger kids’ credit, they kept up with him and did so quietly as he ran as fast as he dared to the escalators. Gregory kept a careful eye on the arcade entrance, but it stayed Roxy-free as they cautiously started down the steps. 

He dared to breathe a sigh of relief when they reached the middle level, but they kept going. He was aiming for the ground floor. 

Their ultimate goal was the daycare. Sun was odd, not murderous, and hopefully by the time Cassie was done with him, whatever weird glitch had him so twitchy and at-odds with his other half would be fixed. 

As much as he hated it, as much as he wanted to keep all of them with him where he could protect them himself, Gregory had to leave the girls behind if he was going to find and rescue as many kids as he could. He’d already seen one too-young dead body. He refused to stand by and let the crazy bunny lady get to another. For that, he needed to move fast. He couldn’t do that with tag-alongs. 

Their little trio reached the ground floor without alerting anyone to their presence, which was all Gregory could have asked for. His eyes automatically scanned their immediate surroundings for a hiding place, even as he hurried them along to get out of the extremely exposed atrium. 

Their luck ran out before they could find cover. He heard the heavy, clunking footsteps first, rushing closer. In addition to the character animatronics, the bunny lady had unleashed a horde of creepy endoskeletons to hunt her victims down. 

There was something uniquely terrifying about the skeletal, wide-eyed robot bearing down on them. Its face was so blank, and unlike the band, they didn’t speak. 

Gregory blew out a sharp breath and herded the girls toward the wall before going to meet the robot head-on. He freed his sole weapon from his makeshift belt holster: a crowbar, snatched from the construction area around the raceway. 

The only silver lining with the robots was that they were dumber than a box of rocks. The endo just rushed for Gregory, not even trying to dodge when he wound up and swung. It might have looked intimidating with its wide shoulders and large hands, but there were so many delicate wires and moving parts exposed along its spine and clavicle.

The crowbar’s hooked end tore through a lot of that, leaving the endoskeleton twitching. He lashed out, kicking one of its ball-jointed knees backward. It collapsed sideways, sparks flying, and Gregory clubbed the back of its head until it had stopped moving. 

Sliding the crowbar away, Gregory gave himself a little shake to loosen up his tense shoulders, then hurried back to the girls. They stared at him with wide, awed eyes,

“Whoa,” Jenna whispered. 

“That was awesome!” Delaney whisper-shouted. 

Gregory smiled weakly. “Thanks. Now, c’mon. We’ve gotta keep moving.” 

They both nodded, and he was at least a little gratified that neither of them looked quite so scared. Dodging STAFF bots by the dozens, their progress was slow but steady. At Gregory’s direction, during their one close encounter, they scooted along the floor, hidden by a large walled planter, staying out of Chica’s sight. 

It was the tensest game of hide and seek Gregory had ever played. 

But at last, they slipped through the doors into the hall outside the daycare. The home stretch. 

Just as Gregory carefully closed the doors, a child’s scream echoed through the pizzaplex. He froze, instinct tearing him in two. He wanted to rush out there and find and help whoever’d probably just been caught. But he couldn’t leave Jenna and Delaney behind, not when they were so close to being safe-ish. 

Biting back curses, he took their hands and rushed them through the hall to the door to the actual daycare room. 

“Are you gonna go save them?” Delaney asked. Jenna looked to be on the verge of tears again. 

“I’m gonna do my best,” Gregory swore. “But I have to make sure you guys are okay first.” 

Delaney nodded, and Jenna sniffled and asked, “Will you come back?”

She was too young for him to make a morbid joke that only death could keep him away. “Yeah,” he said. “I’ll come back, and I’ll bring more kids when I do.” 

He hoped he wasn’t setting himself up to be a liar. 

The daycare was still brightly lit, and Gregory rushed to the railing. “Cassie?” he hissed, loud as he dared. 

“I’m here!” she called. “I’m in the play structure with Eclipse.” 

He paused in his move toward the slide. “With who?”

Her shrug was audible. “Whatever I did to fix Sun and Moon brought out Eclipse. He’s nice, promise, and way more, uh, reasonable, I guess.” 

Gregory ushered Jenna and Delaney down the slide. Eclipse, apparently, was waiting at the edge of the ball pit. “Welcome, welcome,” he said cheerfully, but Gregory could hear some well-hidden tension. As he gently lifted the girls out, he said to Gregory, “You must be Cassie’s friend! She’s told me a lot about you.” 

Gregory leaned up over the ledge, waving at Cassie, who was indeed inside the play structure. Delaney led Jenna over to one of the ramps that would led up to her. It wasn’t a bad place to hide; she was easily out of sight of anyone who tried to scope out the daycare from the balcony.

He almost wished she could go with him. Cassie would be able to keep up with him and watch his back. Or, she would’ve been able to, if not for the broken leg the crazy lady had given her by dropping her down an elevator shaft. 

“You’re not staying, are you?” Eclipse said. 

Gregory dropped back into the ball pit, already sidling toward the slide to climb out. “There’s more kids out there,” he explained helplessly. “Someone’s got to help them.” 

“You’re a kid, star-shine.” 

Gregory pressed his lips together and didn’t say anything. 

Eclipse sagged in place. 

“Keep them safe,” Gregory demanded. “Lock the doors, don’t trust any adults until this place opens up in the morning.” 

“No one will touch them,” Eclipse promised, hand over his heart, or where a heart would be. “I hope I see you again soon, Gregory.” 

“Yeah,” he muttered, ducking into the slide and scrambling up it, sneakers squeaking. “Me too.” 

[sapphic-gardn]

About me

To all my new friends! I thought it would be nice to let you all get to know me a bit better.

Hello! My name is Jenna—Jen is my nickname that close friends call me but I don’t have a preference. You can call me whatever you want.

I am 23 and my pronouns are she/her.

I just recently joined the Pedro Pascal train in February of this year (when I started watching tlou). I was really drawn to this fandom not only because of Pedro. I’ve discovered that this community is extremely welcoming and open-minded which I have witnessed first hand.

I was a huge Directioner and 5sos fan back in my day (about 11-12 years ago) and was super involved in the fandom.

My big girl job is working as an esthetician! I know all things beauty and you will never catch me skipping out on my skincare routine. I am also a makeup artist and lash tech which is sort of under the umbrella of esthetician.

I love music. All kinds of music (not so much country but I can warm up to it). Classic rock and indie folk are by far my favorite genres. I am also a Whore for Lana Del Rey.

Nature is a place where I can feel at peace. I adore watching little animals scurry around and birds fly across the sky. Cloud watching is also very fun (don’t knock it ‘til you try it).

My favorite colors are green and yellow, and no, I will not choose just one.

I am American (oof) but I don’t celebrate the 4th of July unless it’s Joel Miller’s BBQ party. Also not to get political (but yes, I am going there) I am pro-choice, supporter of BLM, part of the LGBTQ+ community (lesbian), I love pronouns and will respect whichever ones you go by, and TRANS LIVES MATTER. This is a safe space and I want to make that abundantly clear.

I can’t think of any more facts without spilling my guts on this post so I am going to leave it at that. I would love to get to know my followers so drop a fun fact about yourself in the comments! It can be anything! I love getting to know people :)

Here is a silly little picture of me absolutely geeking at Harry Potter World 🤓

Also I want to tag a few moots who I adore/want to get to know better! Love you -jenna

@cool-iguana @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @breakfastatjoels @bastardmandennis @alejaa-a @planet-marz1 @dilfspitdrinker @mondaychildsworld @chaotic-mystery

[cmishwrites]

FO4 Fanfic intro pt 2

Ok, so part two is edited. Some things; ~ On one hand I do like it, might not be my best writing, but it was fun to write. (that's what fan fic is all about right? having fun?) ~ On the other hand, well this is just the intro (PART TWO of the intro), setting things up, establishing things that are important to the story later on. ~ Overthinking me is worried it's too lengthy ~ There is going to be a part 3, because... well long. ~ I might have settled on a title; Union but still on the fence about it.

Length: 1800 words

Warnings: discussions of chem addiction and the aftermath of violence and murder. child kidnapping.

2275 late summer

The baby shrieked in fury over her toy, a handmade little dolly, being denied her. Leo laughed and handed it back to her before glancing at his parents. They were speaking in hushed tones, hard to hear over the baby's noises. "Heard they hit the Christianson farm," His father was saying. "How bad was it?" "Both Jill and Mayberry were killed. The children," His father said something Leo couldn't hear. His mother's expression was horrified. "How long ago?" "Few weeks. You know them, they didn't have much to do with anyone." His father was fixing one of his tools. He shook his head. "They'd been," he glanced towards Leo and dropped his voice lower. Leo shuddered, he could guess what was said. The Christianson's were a reclusive family. It would have been weeks before anyone realized something was wrong. He tapped his baby sister's nose, frowning. "Mom, can we go visit Cal?" He asked glancing towards his parents. He hadn't seen his cousin in months. The last time he'd gone to visit, Aunt Mary and Uncle Bob had refused to let him into the house. Cal, they said, was grounded. He'd had one quick glimpse of his cousin at the window, her face pale and her eyes sad. His mother looked at him, something on her face frightened him. She looked at his father who shook his head. "They wouldn't be that stupid." His father said quickly. But there was the same look on his face too. Leo swallowed. "Lets go see Cal." Jenna said, her smile looking forced. She lifted the baby into her arms and glanced at her husband. "Shall we?"

Uncle Bob and Aunt Mary's house was outside the protective walls of the town. It was little more than a shack in the woods. The path leading to it was unkempt and wound through the trees, lined with discarded junk. The clearing was wide, and also filled with scavenged junk and trash. Leo's father stopped at the edge of the clearing, motioning Leo and Jenna to stay while he moved forward. The shack's door hung open, broken, and laying across the doorway was one of the large attack dogs that always frightened Leo. As he watched his father stride closer to the porch, Leo realized that there were several mounds around the filth filled yard. Mounds of bloody fur. Uncle Bob had several large guard dogs. They were all dead. Then a smell hit him and he wrinkled his nose, inching closer to his mother. Death, the clearing smelled of death. "Bob?" His father called, stepping carefully over the dead dog and into the shack. "Mary?" Leo gripped his mother's hand. If there was anything dangerous he'd need to make sure his mother and baby sister were safe. When his father stepped back out onto the porch his expression somber. "David?" His mother started to step towards the shack but his father shook his head. "Don't. Go back to town, tell Kent that raiders his the place." His father's voice was strange. "Dad, where's Cal?" Leo asked quickly, fear filling him. His father looked at him. "Escort your mother to town. I'll look for Cal. She's smart, she may be hiding out in the woods." Leo nodded. Of course, he had to protect his mother. Jenna was no match for the creatures that sometimes swarmed the trees. He saluted his father, the way Great-Grandpa had taught him, and urged his mother back along the path, missing the tragic look his parents shared. ~*~

Jenna glared at the assembled townsfolk. "Rugar warned you it wouldn't end well. And it hasn't. Both Mary and Bob are dead, their home was ransacked." "There was still a lot of chem usage too." Kent, the head of the local militia for their town added. "There's jet and psycho all over the place." "What about Calisto?" Someone asked. Jenna's throat closed off, unable to answer. "No sign of her." David, Jenna's husband, snarled. He stepped closer to the Mayor, his face a mask of rage. The Mayor took a discrete step back. "You put a babe into the home of chem-heads despite warnings not to. She should have come to us, or hell anyone else in the family. Now she's in the hands of raiders or slavers, and god only know what's going to happen to her!" "I'm glad Rugur wasn't alive to see this." Jenna murmured. David nodded. "You've failed her. And our family." Chani said stepping over. Her usual serene demeanor gone. "You've failed every person in this town." "Now, wait…" The Mayor began but he was shouted down by several of the other residents. David crossed his arms, raising his voice. "I think it's time for a new mayor. If he'll thoughtlessly pass a child to a known pair of chem heads, what else will he do to place our precious children in danger?" Silence echoed as Kent stepped over, holding his hand out. "All in favor of Mayor Mavis to step down, hands raised." A sea of hands shot into the air. "Opposed?" No one raised their hands. Jenna nodded grimly as Mavis glared at them. Hanging round his neck on a thick cord was a large medal, the symbol of his status, he removed it slowly, then dropped it to the ground instead of handing it to Kent. He said nothing as he turned and walked away to a rising tide of hissing and boos. ~*~

Leo watched the adults from where he sat with his cousins. His cousins, ranging from late teens to toddler age were as upset as he was. The older ones were trying to figure out how to stage a rescue when Jenna came over, quietly taking the baby from Leo. She sat down beside him and looked over the cousins, her expression grave. "I need you all to make me a promise." She said after they all settled down. Large eyes peered at her, they nodded. "You will not, under any circumstances, try to follow the raiders." "But," Tyrell, Cal's second oldest brother began. Jenna shook her head and held up her hand, forestalling any argument. "I know, Ty, it tears me up to think about what must be happening to her." She looked down and took a deep breath. "We think we know where they're headed, and David, Toric and Kent, and most of the hunting party are going to try to follow. We can't have you all scattering like rad roaches." She looked at each of them, her eyes filled with unshed tears. "We can't loose any more of you. Now promise me, you especially Ty, that you won't try to take matters into your own hands." The silence stretched. Ty shook his head, standing. "I can't promise that. That's my baby sister." His hands were tight fists. "I failed her. It's my duty to find her. I'll go with Uncle David and Toric and the others, whether they want me to or not." Ty glanced around and took a deep breath. "Aden is missing. I think," He swallowed. "I think Aden had something to do with it." Aden was the eldest of Ty and Calisto's siblings, and like his parents had struggled with chem addiction. His absence had struck Leo as odd. Jenna studied him her shoulders sagging. "Okay. Tell David that." She looked back at the others as Ty strode towards the gathering hunting party. "The rest of you, I need that promise." One by one, reluctantly, they promised. Leo hesitated, looking towards where Ty stood speaking with Toric and his father. The newly elected mayor, his grandmother, Chani, was talking with them. "You're too young to join them." Jenna said softly. Leo jerked his gaze back at his mother and shook his head. "No, I'm not." He pushed himself up and forced himself to walk over to them, knees weak and hands trembling. They all fell silent as soon as he got there. "I'm going too." "You're too little." Toric started. "Leo and Cal are good friends." Ty, said quickly, resting his hand on Leo's shoulder. "He should come too." "It's too dangerous." David said, clasping his son's other shoulder. "I need someone here to keep an eye on your mother." "The rest of the town is here." Leo crossed his arms, forcing himself to look up at his father. He'd never outright defied him. "I can shoot, I can hunt. I've helped hunt ferals and I can help hunt these raiders." Someone snickered. "He's a damn good shot too." Kent added. David sighed, his shoulders sagging a bit. "You must listen to the other hunters." Chani said firmly. Leo glanced at his grandmother in surprise. He hadn't expected her to side with him. "Of course." He said. David sighed again. "There are things out there that I'd rather you not see." "He'll see them soon enough." Toric shrugged. "The longer we discuss it, the further away they get." Leo pressed. "Either I go with you now, or I follow behind, but I'm going. I have to help Cal." Leo gritted his teeth as the other hunters reluctantly agreed.

~*~ *Fourteen days later.

Jenna stood on the porch of her house, watching as the hunting party returned. Fourteen days. It had been fourteen long days, wondering, worrying. Jenna bit her lip, watching David and Leo walk slowly up to the house. Shoulders slumped, faces somber. David met her eyes and shook his head as he stepped onto the porch. Leo didn't even look at her, hurrying past her, going into the house. Jenna swallowed, shifted the baby to her other hip and pulled David into a tight hug. He was shaking as they parted, eyes full of unshed tears. "We followed them all the way into the Commonwealth. Lost them outside of Boston, couldn't pick up their trial." David slowly sat on the top step, rubbing his hand over his face. "We failed her." His voice broke. Jenna sat beside him, the baby lunging for her father. David took her, brushing a kiss across her forehead, giving her a weak smile. "You tried." Jenna said gently, swallowing back tears. He nodded, glancing at her and frowned, reaching over to grip her bandaged hand. She flinched but met his eyes. "What happened?" "Mother and I had a conversation with Mavis after you left." She said slowly, looking down at the bandages. David stared at her, a slight smile on his lips. "It didn't go well?" Jenna shrugged. "Not for him." She sighed and met his eyes. "He now has a permanently dilated left eye, at least that's what the doctor called it. And I don't think his nose will ever be straight again." He stared at her, shock on his face before a smile spread slowly across his face. He leaned over, kissing her deeply. "God, I wish I could have seen that." His smile faded and he sighed, staring towards the town's wall. Jenna leaned against him, torn between relief that he and Leo were home, and despair that they hadn't been able to rescue Cal. "If Calisto is still alive, she's out of the family's reach." He said after a moment, voice low. He looked back at her. "I don't know what else we can do." "Hope." Jenna said, absently touching his cheek with her uninjured hand. "That's all we can do now, is hope." ~*~ Thanks for reading, I hope y'all enjoyed reading it, I know I enjoyed writing it. I need to do some touch up on the final part of the intro, I'll get it up as soon as I have it ready. As always comments and thoughts are welcome. And I do have a bottle of brain and eye bleach on standby if you need it :P * I know it says Fourteen days, but I'm starting to think it takes longer to get from their town to Boston and back. I will have to adjust that later.

[heyharoldsboo]

for jenna`s sake i want these leeches of fans to fall from her back and leave her the fuck alone usually the fans are a mirror of their faves, so like the math aint mathing why such trash got stuck to her

the math really ain't mathing

I feel very sorry for her. There's a reason that she always has headphones when she's out - paps say a LOT of shite for her to get her to look. In a few videos you can see Percy and Georgie turning towards them when they speak.

So it's really saddening that her own "fans" aren't a safe place.

Btw I think we should really calling them her stalkers. They aren't her fans. They just want to follow her every move and dictate who she should be.

[bowtiesnmusicals]

Here is my recap of the This Is Your Principal Speaking (Iqbal Theba) episode podcast.

Iqbal is a fan favorite. Achievement!

Kevin and Jenna said he is a sweet, wonderful human. It’s a warm cozy conversation.

Iqbal called Kevin and Jenna his children. It was really sweet. He asked them where they have been.

In 2023 Mr. Figgins is hot as ever. There are tons of videos on TikTok.

Principal Figgins is probably the most unproblematic character on the show.

Iqbal said he has a teenage daughter and all her friends are watching Glee. He is amazed that a new generation knows all of them.

He said he has gotten used to being recognized. It happens less frequently in LA and a lot more in other places like Oklahoma.

Iqbal has a degree in Engineering. He also has a degree in Theater. He went to the University of Oklahoma.

He didn’t enjoy majoring in engineering and it was during an internship in his senior year he realized it wasn’t for him. He decided he was going to do something else. A friend came to the restaurant where Iqbal was a waiter and told him to come see her in a play. It was a Noel Coward play. He thought it was interesting and was drawn to it. He went back to the theatre and made friends with the actors. He went back to school for drama.

If you have brains you don’t want to become an actor. While Iqbal was studying he was hit in the gut and knew that acting was for him.

After graduating he went to New York and waited tables. He then moved tot LA.

A commercial got Iqbal his SAG card. You can find the video on YouTube.

Iqbal has trouble understanding English language songs. He misunderstood lyrics during the audition for that commercial. He made the producers laugh. He mixed up caught in a draft for calling a cab.

Iqbal had worked with Ryan and Brad before Glee. He was on Nip/Tuck.

He doesn’t know if it was Ryan or Brad that suggested him for Principal Figgins.

Iqbal did the same thing he does all the time when he auditioned for Figgins.

He auditioned and the next day he found out he had gotten the role of Principal Figgins.

He knew this show was special very early on and told Matt M this is incredible and the best thing they will probably ever do.

After the premiere at the high school in Santa Monica Iqbal’s manager told him it was going to be a hit .

Iqbal said after seeing the pilot it just stayed with him. He felt energized, bright, and happy. It was an amazing ride.

The show changed all of their lives.

Fans are really comfortable with Iqbal. He noticed the difference in the way fans treat him versus someone like Max Adler during a convention in England.

Fox, the cast, and everyone was very confused by the huge demographic that was watching the show when it originally aired.

Figgins was a central point and safe character on the show.

The scenes in Principal Figgins with Jane and Matt are some of Jenna and Kevin’s favorites. They are a master class in acting and comedic timing.

Iqbal would laugh his ass off during camera rehearsal. Somehow when they began to shoot the scene by some miracle he was able to keep it together. He doesn’t think they blew that many takes. Matt and Iqbal were allowed to play when it came to reacting to Sue’s crazy lines.

Not the children was an ad lib. It is one of Jenna’s favorite lines.

According to Iqbal saying Ke $ ha was so hard to do with a straight face.

Kevin said it was so funny to watch the monotone speeches knowing how funny Iqbal is in real life. It is also funny watching Figgins reacting and completely loosing it to the Glee kids performing.

Jenna said it felt like an honor to enter Principal Figgins office. Jenna loved shooting the scene where Figgins is afraid of vampires. Ryan kept throwing lines at Iqbal to say. Iqbal liked the one where he said something like I’m afraid I’m not going to like it.

Iqbal thought he would never get commercials. He had trouble getting just a one line part in a tv show. He was surprised how open minded casting was for commercials. He said there weren’t a lot of opportunities for him in the 90s. A lot has changed since then.

Iqbal said it’s amazing seeing diversity in not just actors but creators for tv shows.

Iqbal says he runs into people of all ethnicities who still complain about how hard it is to get roles. He says things are so much better now then 30 years ago. You could get a one line part but it was so hard to get any significant roles. Iqbal kept going even when it meant having to wait tables on the side.

Iqbal is really hopeful about the future.

Show creators like Mindy Kaling are trying to lift up their communities.

Kevin said on the flip side he has some white acquaintances hat like to complain about how diverse Hollywood is now.

Iqbal said he had an acquaintance that told him something similar and said he would work more if he was Iqbal. Iqbal told him if he had you were me with this attitude you would be working in a 7/11. Iqbal has never blamed ethnicity. He said if he fails it’s his fault. He is going to own it.

You write what you know and things that are familiar to you.

Iqbal is writing something.

You write you own truth.

Iqbal believes that you do good work and things will change.

Ryan Murphy was acting underrepresented underdogs in his shows. Even the social issues Ryan talks about in his shows are things that aren’t being discussed by any one else.

Just because the people in a show might not look like you the stories are universal. Those specificities are what makes the characters even more special and unique.

You cannot over emphasize the impact glee had on our society and culture all over the world. It made a huge difference in our society. It did it in a way no other show had don before.

Iqbal’s favorite moment was winning the SAG award for Best Ensemble. He really appreciated it. That day was so special. Jenna said this award felt so inclusive of the whole cast. It takes a village to create a show like Glee. It felt really nice to be with everybody.

The feeling Glee leaves Iqbal with is glee. There is no other word that says it all.

He likes works that give you hope and Glee did that in spades.

Everyone really loves Principal Figgins and Iqbal.

Fingers crossed Iqbal’s new pilot gets picked up.

Jenna said Iqbal is a sweet gem. They both kept saying how much they love him.

Kevin feels privileged that they can show people how wonderful the cast of glee is as not just actors but people.

Kevin said it was a joy to get to sing, dance, and be silly with everyone on set. It was long hard work but it felt so good. It was so rewarding. To see something you work so hard and care about be received so well is amazing. It’s hard to find a job that you love and that changes lives. To have something that means so much to people still. It is so profound to be a part of something bigger then yourself.

If you didn’t know Jenna is a crier. That is why Tina cried so much in the later seasons. She cries when she feels big emotions whether that is sadness or happiness. (I get this because I am like this too).

Jenna said she doesn’t know what happened to all the fire and passion she had back then.

Alexandria House is doing a walk-a-then on March 18th! You can donate online. This is the organization they do Snixxmas for and it was one of Naya’s favorite charities.

[smokeybrandreviews]

Toys R Us

So i finally watched M3GAN and it was amazing. It was everything i expected it to be and more. I don’t really talk about this much but i am a massive fan of the Child’s Play. Well, i guess it’s the Chucky franchise now? I don’t know. All i know is i love that little ginger murder doll. Those first three films were everything to me as a child, particularly the second. Boy, Child’s Play 2 is a whole f*cking experience and i had that sh*t when i was, like, six or seven. Sh*t left a very strong impression. Admittedly, i fell off during the weird Bride and Seed era, but horror, itself, fell off around then. the Aughts were rough for gore flicks, i must say. Charles Lee Ray made a triumphant comeback with the absolutely brilliant Curse of Chucky, followed closely by Cult of Chucky, and finally, the Chucky series on Syfy. I adore Chucky. Now, i get that this has gotten off track, Chucky ain’t M3GAN, but i needed to emphasize my complete adoration for the Child’s Play franchise because M3GAN is better. M3GAN. Is. Better.

M3GAN is a Blumhouse flick so there are a ton of Blumhouse-ism. You’re not safe from out of place humor that rarely lands or the lazy jump scare but there are so many instances of this sh*t that it takes you out of the movie. Quite the contrary actually. They kind of add to the overall experience, mostly because M3GAN is just chock full of the camp. Like, it’s an absolute camp-fest. I see why exactly the gays love this thing so much. I get the whole found family angle but it’s mostly because Megan is this boss b*tch who performs a little dance before brutally murdering some corporate shill just for funsies. Bro, that scene is one of the best in the film and they weren’t even going to include it in the film! And then they weren’t even going to use it in the marketing! Like, that one scenes is everything you need to know about M3GAN’s character, and it was a last minute addition in the editing bay! Seriously, this movie lives and dies by that precociously murderous android and i have to give credit where it’s due.

Amie Donald portrayed Megan physically. That dance i mentioned earlier? All her. The director, Gerard Johnstone, had Donald improvise a dance down the hallway as a visual means to show M3GAN’s growth as a individual and it just worked. Sh*t wasn’t in the script, just something the cats on set though would look cool and Donald made that sh*t her own. I love that. I also love Jenna Davis for giving M3GAN her voice because, holy sh*t, is it unnerving! There is a very cold, very assured, confidence in everything M3GAN says out loud. She’s never riled, until the end, and that calculating comes across wonderfully with Davis’ voice acting. Seriously, there’s a scene where Gemma, played by Allison Williams, tries to shut M3GAN up by shutting her off and she’s just like, “I though we were having a conversation.” Sh*t was crazy intimidating and brilliantly delivered with palpable menace from Davis. F*cking, bravo, man.

So i mentioned Blumhouse-isms before and one of these is a very pedestrian plot. Narrative is more or less a framing device for cool looking sh*t when Blumhouse gets involved. They like Kubo Tite like that. M3GAN is kind of no different. You’ve seen this film before. Child’s Play. Any of the Annabelles. Basically some supernatural (in this case, technological) doll grows attached to a kid and murders to protect at first, but then just because later, until it gets picked off by said kid in some grand, cathartic, emotional release. That’s M3GAN. That’s basically the film. It’s how these tropes and themes are executed that really sell this film for me. Obviously, i adore M3GAN, herself, but everyone delivers strong performances and i have to give particular credit to Akela Cooper. Ma wrote the screenplay but developed the story with James Wan. Most people would be impressed by this but she also has that Malignant credit and i f*cking hated that movie my enjoying M3GAN so much is pretty surprising. At the end of the day, M3GAN is awesome and worth the watch. It’s not as solid as, say, The Menu (one of the best films I've ever seen) but as far as January releases are concerned, it’s carrying that torch well. What once was a cinematic graveyard has become a horror paradise over the last decade and i am not mad at all. Go see M3GAN. You will have the best goddamn time! I know i did!

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This is something that has always bothered me because I can't quite put my finger on it. I noticed this during a recent rewatch and while it may be a stretch, I am following the writing. Would love to get your take.

In the Stelena breakup in Chicago, Stefan's speech seemed well thought out. It made me curious as to when he had these feelings.

He tells Elena that when Lexi found him as a ripper years ago, it took him 30 years to pull himself together. This would be half of her life, telling her to move on. He then tells her that that part of his life is over, telling her to move on. This made me curious as to WHEN these thoughts were confirmed in his head. He abandoned all sense of self by going ripper with his humanity on, so was it before he left with Klaus? Was it during his summer of self loathing that he realized he could never go back? Never be the Stefan in Stelena? Was it when he realized about the necklace and was being harsh to keep her away and safe?

So here's my thing. There is a subtle vibe during the cemetery scene in 2x21. Elena places a rose on Jenna/John's grave as Stefan intently watches. When she gets to her parent's, he gives this look away of guilt and sadness. Almost regret. Almost he never should have entered her life.

As she is tearfully mourning, she looks up to catch Damon's gaze. At that moment, she stands up. Almost as if she was about to go to him. Or at least was inviting him to come to her. Damon looks down and walks away and she continues to mourn. Stefan still continues to watch her in the background so he definitely saw this. It was a body language/posture change when Damon came. No way he didn't pick up on it.

So then he goes to Klaus for the cure. I assume he thought that he wasn't going to live. He does live and goes ripper. I assume he thinks that he is never coming back. Then he kills Andie and I assume he thinks...he is never coming back. When did he decide this? Was Damon a reason? What were his thoughts in the cemetery? What was his plan?

You started with 3x3 and worked your way back. I'm gonna start with 2x22 and work my way forwards. And yeah, this is long.

Though Damon tries to own the blame, he isn't to blame for Jenna and John, and I honestly don't believe Elena blames him for either. Still, she has reason to be upset with him because he force-fed her his blood. It's to my belief that she stands as a show of respect. Because even though she is upset with him, she appreciates the fact that he's there for her. Damon is… taking in the sight of her as much as possible because he knows he's dying and will never see her again. Not just how beautiful she is and how much he loves her, but the fact that she's alive. "I shouldn't have come home. I know the risk." Stefan knows exactly what he did. Whether fans accept it or not, it doesn't change the truth. Stefan knew better, and he made it all about himself, about his desire to know her.

When Stefan went to get the cure, he knew that Klaus wouldn't kill him. He knew because Klaus could've used him as the vampire sacrifice in the ritual, but chose not to. This is where fans and I disagree because while it's obvious that he gorged on blood bags to save Damon, he didn't leave town with Klaus to save Damon. He left town to protect Elena. She was supposed to die in the ritual, and he's hiding this from Klaus by leaving town with him. That's why he's trying to rush things. "Then are we done here? Can we go?" He knows the longer they stay in town, the more likely Klaus will catch sight of her. So yeah, he's ready to go. The text he gets from Elena is a love triangle text.

You have Damon in the first half of the text, Stefan in the second half of the text, and Elena's name at the top because she sent the text. Just draw a line between Damon and Stefan, between "Damon's okay" & "Where R U?" That's the truth of 2x22. "You know Stefan blames me for trying to tear him from his brother, but I think we both know who really came between them. You." Stefan had no intention of coming back, not even after a decade with Klaus. "You won't be seeing her again, you know." Stefan's comment to him isn't about Katherine, it's about Elena. He's already playing Klaus for the fool. Elena is the entire reason Stefan never plans to return. She was supposed to die in Klaus' ritual, and she didn't. Staying away from Mystic Falls is all about her. They both know this and make it obvious several times. Just listen to Damon in 3x2. "Klaus thinks you died when he broke the curse. That makes you safe. This, this is not safe." And this is before he finds out about Klaus' hybrid problem. This is what Klaus means because yeah, if not for Elena, Stefan would've went home. Damon was cured by Klaus, so Klaus expected him to be alive. He didn't expect Elena to be. Stefan killing Andie was one of those things he did to push Damon and Elena together. "I understood why you cared for him. I mean, I practically drove you to it." So when he delivers this line in 4x6, know that he's referring to Andie's death… among other things. Stefan left for the sake of protecting Elena, so he wants both Damon and Elena to let him go. He believes they will if he pushes them together. He kills Andie, knowing that she's Damon's distraction from Elena solely for the purpsose of pushing them together. It would be like Stefan telling Elena to stop breaking bricks because it's about time she went about killing Katherine. That's what his intention was with killing Andie. He wanted them together, and had no problem with them being together because he never planned to return. That was the sacrifice he made for the sake of protecting her.

Stefan has a lot of reasons not to come home. In 3x3, it's no longer just about protecting Elena. His reference to Lexi and the 30 years it took to pull his life together is just part of it. "And what do you expect if I do? Huh? It's never going to be the same, Elena." He decided that part of his life was done the moment he came to accept that it would never be the same between him and Elena. Because it's true, it would never be the same between them. I know fans like to believe that Stefan is better because he attacks strangers rather than her loved ones, but no. Damon's attacks on her loved ones simply cut deeper because she loves them. We're talking about a girl that's written in compassion. She'd feel for every life that Stefan took. She can't unsee his wall in Chicago, she can't unknow what he spent his entire summer doing when he should've been home with her. This weighs heavily on Stefan, so what you're getting is 1x19 and 1x20, but on a much larger scale. He knows it's ruined. He knows it'll never be the same. He's literally destroying himself for Elena the same way Damon destroyed himself for Katherine, and what's worse in Stefan's case… is that Elena isn't Katherine. She cares about the lives he takes in a way that Katherine wouldn't. Not just the lives he takes, but the lives he takes for the sake of protecting her. She hates it, and Stefan knows she does. Elena doesn't want them killing people for her because she doesn't consider her life more important than theirs. That's not who she is.

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   The perfect blend of detective mystery and everyday life, that will delight fans of Sally Rigby, Faith Martin, Joy Ellis, Simon McCleave, and Pauline Rowson. 

Fatal Decision

The Freeman Files Book 1

by Ted Tayler

Genre: Crime Fiction

The perfect blend of detective mystery and everyday life, that will delight fans of Sally Rigby, Faith Martin, Joy Ellis, Simon McCleave, and Pauline Rowson. The first in a gripping series that will have you hooked.

THE DETECTIVE

Gus Freeman, a retired Detective Inspector, has spent the past three years alone. His wife, Tess, died from a brain aneurysm six months to the day after retirement. He is still coming to terms with his enforced solitary existence. His old boss wants Gus to head up a Crime Review Team investigating cold cases. Gus can't resist the chance to enter the fray for one last hurrah.

SETTING

Wiltshire is a historic and ceremonial county in South West England, famous for its ham, white horses, and, above all, for its many prehistoric monuments (like Stonehenge and Avebury). It's been home to the author all his life, and despite what you might fear from the stories that follow in this series, Wiltshire is a safe and beautiful place to live.

CASE FILE #1 - June 2008

The team tackles the brutal murder of Daphne Tolliver. The sixty-eight-year-old widow was walking her dog, Bobby, in woodland close to her home when someone bludgeoned her to death with a rock.

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