#zendaya laughing like crazy

[rakiloveslewis]

he is not that funny nico pack it up

[moonshynecybin]

@kingofthering i dont have too much else to say for this era of same age au except that we should all consider the MASSIVE discrepancies in their respective vibes from when they were 18/19. tiny on track terrorist with too much talent to contain in his risk taking little body versus god's goofiest soldier. vale effortlessly winning over the masses with his celebrations and laid back whimsical persona (which. he is doing machiavellian little manipulation schemes to team management at the same time it should be noted.) while marc is getting specific quotes about how dangerous he is from riders in the premiere class (AND quotes about how mature he is at the same time !). constantly injured vs constantly silly. and theyre locked in eternal twin flame rivalry. funnnnnn

[harrysfolklore]

did you see that video of tom holland pushing the paparazzi off zendaya? Yeah I thinking about something similar but with Charles Leclerc x famous!reader

something short and sweet bc i'm not posting a new fic this week but i hope you enjoy it!

The flash of cameras was something you were used to, but tonight felt different. As you stepped out of the car at the prestigious event, Charles' hand firmly in yours, the crowd of paparazzi seemed more aggressive than usual. The combination of an A-list actress and a Formula 1 star had created a media frenzy.

"YN! Over here!" "Charles! This way!" "Are you two official?" "YN, how does it feel dating a racing driver?" "Charles, what's it like dating a Hollywood star?"

The shouting was overwhelming, and despite your years of experience handling red carpets, you felt yourself tense as the photographers pressed closer, their cameras mere inches from your face.

"Stay close to me," Charles murmured, his thumb stroking reassuringly over your knuckles.

"I'm used to this," you whispered back, trying to maintain your composed smile.

"I know, but this is crazy even for me."

You felt Charles' grip on your hand tighten protectively as one particularly aggressive photographer pushed forward, nearly causing you to stumble in your heels.

"Watch it!" Charles snapped, his accent thickening with anger as he steadied you. In an instant, his demeanor changed from polite to protective. He moved swiftly, positioning himself between you and the crowd.

"Back off," he said firmly. "I said back off! You're being too aggressive."

His arm wrapped securely around your waist, creating a barrier between you and the chaos. "That's enough. We'll pose for photos, but give us space."

"Charles, it's okay," you tried to soothe him, though you appreciated his protection.

"No, it's not okay," he responded, his jaw clenched. "They don't get to push you around just because you're a public figure."

The authority in his voice made several photographers take a step back. You could feel the tenseness in his body as he guided you through the crowd.

"Almost there," he assured you quietly. "Just a few more steps."

"YN! One more shot!" "Charles! Look this way!" "Are you living together?"

"Just ignore them," you whispered to Charles, sensing his growing irritation.

As you finally reached the relative safety of the venue's entrance, Charles's posture relaxed slightly, but his protective hold remained. He pressed a gentle kiss to your temple, completely ignoring the renewed frenzy of camera flashes the gesture triggered.

"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked, his green eyes scanning your face with concern. "I've never seen them this aggressive."

"I'm fine," you assured him, straightening his tie affectionately. "I'm used to it, remember? Though I have to admit, having my own personal bodyguard is nice."

He smiled softly, but his eyes remained serious. "Nobody gets to treat you like that," he said, his thumb gently caressing your cheek. "Not even if they have cameras. I don't care if it's part of the job."

"My hero," you teased, trying to lighten his mood.

"I'm serious, mon coeur. I know this comes with both our careers, but there's a line."

In that moment, despite the chaos around you, you couldn't help but smile. You'd dealt with aggressive paparazzi before, but having someone who instinctively moved to protect you, who prioritized your comfort over the perfect photo op - that was new.

"Thank you," you said softly, standing on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. "For having my back."

"Always," he promised, taking your hand again. "Ready to go face the slightly more civilized cameras inside?"

You laughed, squeezing his hand. "Lead the way, Leclerc."

[wolverigrl]

Party (1)

Hugh Jackman x reader (actress)

A/N: Sooo this part was written right after clubbing, and I may got carried away, which why I divided it into two parts. The next part should be online on Monday or Tuesday! So stay tuned! :)

Warnings: smut (not completely detailed), unprotected p in v (wrap it up!), mentions of alcohol, some swearing, mentions of pregnancy

Not proofread!

Enjoy!

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It's happening. I'm officially a year older today. Honestly, I don't even feel the change. Except for maybe the overwhelming sense of everything right now - the music, the laughter, the champagne that seems to be in my hand all the time - and him. Especially him. Hugh.

The night feels like a dream, but it's real - my birthday, my party. I rented this entire club for the occasion, and it's filled to the brim with friends, the people I care about, the ones who've been there through everything. Some are people I used to only see on screens, in magazines, but now they're real, they're here, and they're celebrating me. It's surreal.

The cast of The Greatest Showman showed up early, and I've barely had amoment to myself. Zac and Zendaya are dancing like they don't have a care in the world. Keala's by the bar, harmonizing with the DJ's set like only she can. Everywhere I turn, someone new is pulling me in for a hug, giving me a gift, toasting to me and wishing me all the best.

"Happy birthday, y/n!" Another friend comes up to me - one of the faces I vaguely recognize through the blur of champagne and flashing lights. They hand me a beautifully wrapped gift, and I accept it with a smile, although my mind is elsewhere. I'm grateful, of course, but the attention, the noise, the constant flow of people - it's overwhelming.

But my eyes always drift back to him. Hugh.

I catch a glimpse of him near the bar, his tall, broad frame leaning casually as he sips martini, talking to Ryan. The way the dim lights catch his features - sharp jawline, eyes that sparkle with a mischievous glint - it's like time slows down when I see him. My heart speeds up, a familiar heat spreading through me. It's not the alcohol. It's him.

I can't stop thinking about him, not tonight. There's something about the way he looks, how he moves in that perfectly tailored suit that drives me crazy. Maybe it's because I've had one too many glasses of champagne, or maybe it's just that he's Hugh and he's everything I want right now. I'm feeling it, that hormonal pull that still won't quit. It's like I'm on fire, and he's the only one who can put it out.

Our eyes meet across the room. A slow, easy smile spreads across his lips, and I feel a rush of heat flood through me. God, he's gorgeous. I feel myself gravitating toward him before I even realize what I'm doing weaving through the crowd.

"Enjoying your party, love?" His voice is low when I reach him, the deep itmbre sending shivers down my spine. He leans in, his breath warm against my ear, and I inhale the familiar scent of him - something earthy, masculine, mixed with the faintest hint of martini.

"I would be enjoying it a lot more if you weren't all the way over here." I murmur, my fingers finding the lapels of his jacket, tugging him closer.

Hugh laughs softly, his hand sliding around my waist with such ease it feels like second nature.

"Oh, I see. Is the birthday girl feeling a little. neglected?"

"Maybe." I tease, but the truth is, it's not just that. It's everything. I feel wound up, my body buzzing from the alcohol, the excitement, and from him. The way his hand rests so possessively on my waist. The way his eyes darken just a bit when I lean in closer and my chest brushing against his.

He's trying to play it cool, but I know him too well. He feels it too, this spark between us that's been burning hotter as the night goes on. And right now, I can't think of anything but us.

I press my body against his, my lips just grazing his ear as I whisper.

"You know, I've been thinking about you all night."

His grip tightens on my waist, his thumb brushing my hip in a way that makes me bite my lip.

"Oh is that so?" His voice is teasing, but there's an edge to it now, something darker and more primal.

"Mmhmm" I hum, letting my hands drift up his chest, feeling the firmness of his body beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. My fingers toy with his collar, brushing against his skin.

"I can't stop thinking about how good you look in this suit."

He chuckles, a low, rumbling sound hat vibrates through my body.

"You're playing with fire, baby."

"Oh I like the burn." I grin.

For a moment, we're just standing here, locked in this invisible dance of tension and desire, the noise of he party fading into the background. My fingers slip into his hair, tugging lightly, and I can feel the way his breath catches in response. He doesn't move, just looks at me with that slow smoldering gaze that makes my knees feel weak.

"Y/n.." he murmurs, his voice a little rough now, like he's barely holding himself back. "We're at your birthday party. You do realize that?"

I grin, pressing my hips against him as I lean up to whisper in his ear, "And what do you wanna do about that?"

His hand grips my waist tighter pulling me even closer, his mouth so close to mine I can feel his breath against my lips.

"You're trouble, you know that?"

"Only for you, baby."

Before I can say anything else, the music changes, and I feel the beat thrum through my body, pulling me onto the dance floor. Hugh follows, his hands on my hips as we move together.

Dancing with him feels like the most natural thing in the world. Every sway of my hips, every turn, it's like our bodies are in sync, perfectly attuned to each other. I can feel the heat of his hands on my skin, even through the fabric of my dress, and it makes me ache for more.

I turn in his arms, pressing my back against his chest and grinding against him as the music pulses around us. His hands tighten on my hips pulling me back harder against him, and I can feel his breath on my neck, hot and heavy.

"Y/n.." he whispers in my ear, voice strained but playful.

"You're making it very hard to be a gentleman right now."

A wicked smile curves my lips. I glance over my shoulder, giving him a sultry look. "Who said I want you to be a gentleman?"

His eyes darken, the playful glint replaced by something more primal. He presses a kiss to my neck, just below my ear, sending goosebumps down my arms. I turn in his arms, facing him fully, and pull him into another kiss, this one deeper, more intense, oblivious to the crowd dancing around us

He groans softly into the kiss, his hands sliding down my sides and his fingers gripping my hips like he's trying to keep some semblance of control. But I can feel him losing it, just as much as I am. The way his body presses into mine, the heat between us - it's almost unbearable.

The music blurs into the background, and all I can think about is the feel of him behind me. His body moving with mine, the way his hands seem to leave trails of fire on my skin. I look up, our lips just inches apart.

"We should stop.." he murmurs though his grip on me doesn't loosen. If anything, he pulls me closer.

I tilt my head up, brushing my lips against his in the barest of touches, teasing.

"Do you really want to?"

He doesn't answer with words. Instead, his mouth crashes against mine, and I lose myself in the taste of him. My hands are in his hair, tugging him closer, and I can feel the way his body tenses against mine, like he's holding back everything he wants to do.

I know we're still in the middle of the dance floor, but I don't care. Right now, it's just him and me, lost in the heat of the moment. I deepen the kiss, letting my tongue slide against hus, and he groans into my mouth, pulling me even closer, if that's even possible.

After what feels like an eternity, we finally pull away from the dance floor. My head is spinning, but not only from the champagne. I grab his hand, pulling him toward the photobooth in the corner of the club.

"Come on, let's do something fun!" I say with a playful grin, tugging him inside.

He laughs, following me into the cramped space. The curtain closes pehind us, and I waste no time climbing onto his lap, my legs straddling his.

"Smile for the camera!" I say, sticking my tongue out at him just as the first flash goes off.

We make silly faces for the next few shots - sticking our tongues out crossing our eyes - but I can feel the tension building between us again. My body is still humming from the dancing, the closeness, the way his hands feel on my thighs, even through the fabric of my dress.

I lean in for the next shot, kissing his cheek, but it doesn't stop there. The kiss lingers, my lips trailing down to his jaw, his neck, and I can feel the way his breath hitches beneath me.

"Love.." he breathes, his hands sliding up my thighs, gripping them tightly. "You're really trying to drive me crazy tonight, aren't you?"

smile against his skin, my lips brushing his ear as I whisper, "Maybe."

The camera flashes again, but we're not paying attention anymore. My mouth finds his, and the kiss quickly turns heated, desperate. His hands slide up my sides, pulling me closer until there's no space left between us. I can feel him hard against me, and it only makes me want him more.

I grind against him, and he groans softly, his hands gripping my hips so tightly I know I'II have bruises tomorrow. But I don't care. All I care about is the feel of him beneath me, the way his mouth moves against mine and the way his hands are everywhere at once.

We're lost in each other, so caught in the heat of the moment that I barely register the curtain ripping open. It takes a second for reality to hit, but when it does, it's not subtle.

"Hey! No funny business in there!" a voice teases, giggling as it echoes in the small booth.

I freeze, still straddling Hugh, our lips inches apart, our breathing heavy. I look up and find Chris standing there with his brother Scott, both grinning like they've just caught us in the act - because, well, they pretty much have.

"Really, guys?" I groan, burying my face in Hugh's neck in a mixture of embarrassment and frustration. Hugh chuckles, his chest vibrating beneath me, still catching his breath.

Chris gives me an exaggerated wink. "What? Thought we'd come join the party. The booth's big enough for four, right?"

"Get out of here, man!" Hugh says with a laugh, shaking his head, though he's still holding onto me like he has no intention of letting go. His hands remain firm on my waist and his body warm beneath mine. Scott leans against the doorway of the booth, grinning. "You know, we're happy for you two, but maybe save the PDA for after the birthday cake?"

I roll my eyes and slide off Hugh's lap, standing up and adjusting my dress, trying not to look too flustered.

"Fine, fine. The booth is yours!"

Hugh stands up behind me, smoothing down his suit and running a hand through his hair. He's got that mischievous glint in his eyes, though one that tells me this is far from over.

"Have fun!" he says, stepping out of the booth, his hand slipping into mine as we head back toward the party. I squeeze his fingers, unable to hide the grin on my face. But as we walk away, I feel the heat between us still simmering beneath the surface. It's like every brush of his hand against mine, every glance he gives me, is charged with electricity. I don't think either of us is done with what we started.

We slip into a quieter area of the club, tucked away from the noise of the party.

There's a small storage room just off the side of the main hallway, dimly lit, the perfect place to catch our breath and maybe finish what we started.

Inside the storage room, it's cramped and cluttered, a stark contrast to the opulent club just outside. The air smells faintly of cleaning products and dust. Shelves ine the walls, stacked with supplies - boxes, extra bottles of liquor, random equipment that looks untouched for months. There's a small, rickety table in the corner, just big enough for me to sit on, though it Iooks like it could collapse at any moment.

Hugh's hands are on me the second the door clicks shut. His lips find mine in a fierce, hungry kiss, and the world around us fades into a blur of heat and need. His fingers grip my tips, pulling me against him, and can feel the hardness of him through his pants, pressing insistently against me, The urgency between us is undeniable, like we've been holding back all night and can't wait another second.

He guides me backward, and stumble slightly as my back hits the edge of the small table, my breath catching. His mouth leaves a scorching trail along my neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin where my shoulder meets my collarbone. I shiver, my hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.

"I need you." I whisper, my voice breathy and desperate.

His response is a low growl vibrating against my skin. "God, y/n.. I need you too. I've needed you all night."

With one swift motion, he lifts me onto the table, my legs wrapping around his waist instinctively. The table creaks beneath me, unsteady from our combined weight, but neither of us cares. His hands slide up my thighs, pushing my dress higher, bunching it around my hips.

"You have no idea what you're doing to me." he murmurs against my ear, his voice thick with desire. His nands grip my waist, and his lips brush my neck again, leaving a trail of heat wherever he touches.

"I've been thinking about you.. imagining this.. every second of tonight."

A soft moan escapes my lips as his fingers tease the edge of my panties, and I arch my back, pressing against him. "Hugh please.."

Hugh's mouth crashes back onto mine swallowing my words. He fumbles with his belt, the leather slipping through the loops with a soft hiss, and the sound alone makes my pulse race. I can feel the tension in his body, the way his hands shake slightly with need, and it drives me wild.

He pulls my panties to the side, and I gasp as his fingers slide against me, teasingly testing.

"Fuck. You're so wet." he whispers, his voice hoarse. His fingers dip inside me briefly, making me gasp.

"And all for me?"

"Only for you baby.." I manage to say parely able to form the words through the haze of desire.

I need you, Hugh. Now."

With a groan, he frees himself from his pants, and I feel the hot, hard length of him pressing against my thigh. His fingers dig into my hips as he positions himself at my entrance, and I bite my lip, already rembling with anticipation.

"Tell me what you want." he murmurs, his lips brushing my ear. "Say it."

"I want you." I breathe, my voice shaking with need.

"I want you to fuck me."

He pushes inside me slowly, inch by inch, and my head falls back as a moan escapes my lips. The sensation of him filling me is overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain as he stretches me and takes me.

"Fucking hell, y/n." he groans, his forehead pressed against mine as he bottoms out inside me.

"You feel...so fucking good."

The table creaks beneath us, swaying slightly from our movements, but I barely notice. My legs tighten around his waist, pulling him deeper, and he begins to move slow at first, then harder, faster, until the rhythm of his thrusts matches the beat of the music still thudding through the walls. With every movement, I feel the tension building inside me, winding tighter and tighter until l'm on the verge of breaking. Hugh's hands roam my body, gripping my thighs my hips, sliding up to cup my breasts through my dress. His lips find mine again, his tongue tangling with mine as he thrusts into me with a desperation that mirrors my own.

"You make me feel so good.." I whimper, my nails digging into his shoulders.

"Don't stop... please, don't stop.."

His hand slides down to grip my ass pulling me harder against him as he thrusts deeper, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

"I love you, y/n." he groans, his voice rough with need. "I fucking love you."

"I love you, Hugh." I whisper, my body trembling as I hold onto him for dear life.

"I love you so much."

We're completely lost in each other now, the world around us disappearing as we move together and the table creaking loudly beneath us.

At one point, I hear something fall - a bottle or maybe a box knocked off one of the shelves - but neither of us cares. We're too far gone, too wrapped up in the heat of the moment to think about anything else.

His thrusts become more erratic, harder, faster, and I feel the tension inside me snap.

My climax crashes through me, sending waves of pleasure rippling through every nerve in my body. I cry out, my nails raking down his back as I hold on, riding the wave of ecstasy.

Hugh groans loudly as he follows me over the edge, his body tensing as he thrusts one last time, his release hot and deep inside me. We're both shaking, breathless, our bodies pressed so tightly together it's like we're one.

For at few moments, we - just stay like that, holding each other with our foreheads pressed together as we try to catch our breath. The room is silent now, save for the sound of our breathing, the faint thump of music still vibrating through the walls.

After a long moment, Hugh pulls back slightly, his eyes dark and intense as he looks at me. He leans down, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to my lips.

"You're amazing." he whispers, his voice thick with emotion.

I smile, my heart still racing. "So are you."

He kisses me again, but this time slower and sweeter, like he's savoring the moment. Then, with a soft laugh he pulls back and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a handkerchief.

"Here, love." he says with a grin, his back pocket and pulling out a handkerchief. It's such a gentlemanly gesture, one that makes me laugh softly. He helps me clean up, his touch careful and respectful, and I can't help but feel a rush of affection for him in that moment.

"Always prepared, huh?" I tease, running a hand through his tousled hair, which is still slightly damp with sweat from our heated encounter.

"I like to think so." he replies with a wink, adjusting his pants and redoing his belt.

He then wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer while kissing softly my forehead.

"You okay?" he murmurs, his voice soft.

smile, my heart still pounding 'More than okay.

He chuckles, pressing a kiss to my forehead before slowly puling away and helping me straighten out my dress. We both fumble with our clothes trying to make ourselves look at least somewhat presentable, but I can't stop myself from smoothing his shirt, adjusting his tie, and brushing a hand through his hair.

"You're fussing." He says with a lazy smile while his hands find my waist again. "They're going to know we've been up to something."

"I don't care!" I laugh softly, though I can feel my cheeks flushing. I tug on his shirt collar one last time, making sure everything is back in place.

Then, he looks at me with that familiar softness in his eyes, the intensity from earlier replaced with something deeper. His hand cups my cheek, his thumb brushing my skin, and for a moment, we just stand there in the dim light, staring at each other like the rest of the world doesn't exist.

"What if you were pregnant?"

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- to be continued -

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[melosliving]

aaron pierre & kelvin harrison jr x actress!reader

"I know I’m not seeing your bare feet, girl. the interview is about to start ! What are you still doing in slippers ?" still sitting on your high chair you look up a bit, pausing the movements of your makeup brush only to meet Kelvin’s brown eyes in the mirror in front of you.

You quickly turned in your chair, placing one of your hands on his mouth to shut him up. Indeed, today was the first day of the long press tour for the new lion king movie (you played sarabi) and you were already over it. The whole studio was drowned in commotion, people running from a side to the another one to try to keep everything in order. Now, you were absolutely delighted and grateful about being part of the cast of this big movie, with incredible people, but the part where you had to look incredible all the time was probably the worst part for you. "Shush ! Caroline wants me to wear heels, you know how I feel about heels, kel."

a muffled "and ?" was heard as he tried to talk under your hand. You definitely wished to describe yourself as a high maintenance girly, but you couldn’t help but wanting to put it all to the side and be the low maintenance girl you truly were. Sometimes it was just too much. Just like right now : as much as your black fitted blazer looked tea on you, you couldn’t bring yourself to wear the heels Caroline, your stylist, wanted you to wear.

before you could even think of an answer to Kelvin’s question, what seemed to be aaron appeared in the mirror, looking at you two weird. "You’re not ready yet, lovie ? Where are your shoes ?" he asked, coming closer. "This lady right here doesn’t want to wear her heels. Can you believe this girl wants to do the interview barefooted ?" Kelvin answered before you could. You sigh. "Boo boo, you’re scared of hurting your little feet, my love ?" He teased.

You couldn’t help but look at him like he was crazy, but smiling still. Even if both of them acted like your big brothers, kelvin had always been the most teasing of the two, always trying to bicker with you on and off set. "You try walking in louboutin, in full fucking glam on a Thursday morning." You retorted, pointing towards the pretty pair of heels waiting for you under your chair. "I ain’t no Zendaya, so excuse me but these, are complete hell." Aaron looked at you with soft eyes, trying not to laugh at your antics. Each time you wouldn’t be happy with something, whether it be your outfit, the way you said a certain line, your makeup, you would pout. And here you were, starting to pout, like the childish person you were.

"C’mon, we’ll help you walk to the chair. It’s okay." The light skin man said, reaching for your heels and crouching down to put it on your pretty feet. That melted your heart, making you smile a bit. "I always knew mufasa was a better brother than taka." You said, clearly being petty. looking at Kelvin’s face, both aaron and you laughed at him. Then, with the help of Aaron’s hand you rose up to your feet, reaching out for Kelvin’s hand too and walked to the assigned chairs for the three of you.

"I know you did not say that though, you don’t mean that. Don’t let his pretty light skin face fool you." said kelvin, looking at aaron and you.

"Ay, you know better !" said aaron.

"you’re lucky you look incredibly beautiful, ❁. And you smell expensive. Damn, what’s your perfu…"

@ melosliving 2025

[controld3vil]

invisible strings

pairing(s): dune 2 cast x actor!reader (platonic)

synopsis: requested/inspired by this ask!

�� alt: coincidences are strange. however, what's more strange was not knowing you were in previous works with your costars.

notes: this one is pretty short. reader is gender neutral. set in the same verse as popcorn bucket (♡´౪`♡)

Ding!

"Ah I don't think you guys are going to get this one," you puffed, eyes trailing down to the question on the Vanity Fair card. The cast and you were playing the Vanity Fair Game Show for a fun video. You all eventually filmed with one another at some time during production. Though your schedules were all over the place/locations, everyone got along with each other. That is to say, some like yourself had been in the first film and kept in contact for the sequel. "What was my first show audition?"

Mumbles in unison scurried. Some hums and thought-provoking nods were seen as you hurriedly scribbled down your answer in black ink.

"Oo Shake It Up!" Zendaya points out, eyes wide with her quick response.

Austin Butler who sat beside Florence Pugh raised his head, almost surprised. "Wait, really?" While the blonde actress knowingly glances back to you for confirmation. The rest of the cast was all too eager to know because clearly they had no idea.

"Yes, correct!" You raised your arms, doing jazz hands. In a burst of energy, the mixed actress scores a bright grin, raising her fist in the air in victory. Only for you to pump her fist back, smiling back.

"How were we supposed to know that?" Timothee Chalamet says, snickering accusatively at the camera as if they had an answer. His gaze moves towards you, "You never told us that!"

You shrugged your shoulders, looking half guilty. "You're lost, pal!"

"At least I got the point!" Zendaya puffs up her chest, swiping the invisible dust off her shoulders while Florence giggles. However Timothee looked almost offended even.

"Wait you were in Shake It Up?" Austin shakes his head in pure astonishment. You gave him a slow nod, as his expression grew wider, eyes staring at you in awe. "That's crazy! I didn't know that!"

"Was it a show?" Josh Brolin's comment seemingly pops in and all four of the younger cast including yourself snickered shortly. His cluelessness only substituted for better curiosity to you. As really, you never really told them about your previous works.

"It was a Disney show," Flipping the Vanity Fair card over, only to reveal your messy handwriting, you stated fondly. Timothee then hastily pointed at the small drawing you drew next to your answer. It breaks your concentration for a second as he only stares at it in confusion while Zendaya covers her mouth from giggling. "Like a sitcom really. And I played one of the background dancers." Even you couldn't stop yourself from giggling further, taking a look at your draw.

Truly it was one of those topics that are never mentioned around you. The only reason Zendaya had known was that you had told her once about it when discussing your dance careers. The both of you were young actors and did not expect to know each other back then and even now. Though it was a cute recollection to look back upon.

"Is that a stick figure waving his arms?" Florence cocks her head sideways, having a concentrated face.

"He's supposed to be dancing!" You plead, pointing at the way you drew his arms in the air.

"That is not dancing!" Timothee's smile only grew wider from laughing too much, having to lean forward to look at the little drawing closer. "He just looks- like he's discombobulated!"

"PFFTT!"

"I mean it's a cute drawing!"

"You know what- you don't appreciate my art," You gently placed the card on the floor, giving your costar the stink eye. "I thought this was a fun game, you guys! People are being bullied for no reason!"

"No- I'm not saying your drawings are bad!" The French actor stumbles, in beats of laughter, clenching his cards to his chest. You only swat his presence away before grabbing another question.

In another instance, Austin takes his turn. For a few rounds, he asked about his hobbies, such as what instruments he knew to play. It was quick flashed answers, one by one you managed to pass through flying colors.

"Guitar and piano," Austin bobs his head, as the rest of cast suddenly became enamored at his musical skills.

"Hey!"

"Alright!"

"But also violin," He says sheerly, scratching the back of his neck.

"Oh okay!" Florence drags out an amused hum, in a teasing manner.

"Is that true?" Timothee quirks his brow, having one leg over another, looking all composed.

"Yeah."

"Okay, let's go Disney Channel kids!" You chanted, with the mixed actress a seat away from you joined with as well. You both raised your hands in victory while Austin looked away and blushed.

"We got all the talent!"

At the CCXP Panel in Brazil, fans from all over came to attend to fantastic event. Hosted by Collider Interview, it was a massive event with an enormous stadium, fit for a band performance. There were arrays of lights, standing from the alleyways and above the ceiling. You felt extremely fortunate to have attended and made it to Brazil, for being such a joyful experience.

This time you alongside your young cast members and director, Denise Villeneuve, posed happily with all of you. The panel followed with many turns and twists, with questions coming from the crowd and host alike. One moment fans caught on was your reaction to something that Florence at said.

The Collider host mentioned Florence's history of working with Timothee on Little Women which made both of them cackle, reminiscing those dotting moments.

"Oh you know what," the British actress starts, holding her hand up. The audience was silenced, wondering what she going to mention next. She slowly turns in your direction and points. "I just remembered this, but you were in Midsommar yes?"

"Yes..." You mumbled, ending your answer on a high note, unsure really what she meant. Until it came flashing back to you, much prevalent to your shocked expression. "Oh yes yes!" And seemingly the rest of the cast and fans were roaring in surprise and in cheer.

Though you weren't present in most of the film's production, Florence had fond memories of Midsommar. You were one of the minor characters doomed to death in the first half. Both of your characters had a brief meeting together and that was all. However, it surprised you how Florence was able to recall it all. You had only filmed for a few days and vaguely met her casually.

"This is so weird but I don't know- I just kept forgetting to bring it up," She scrambles to find the right words, throwing gestures back and forth. "But for some reason, I just remembered you being there and then I was like- huh! We were in Midsommar together!"

"Right!" You lowered your tone, the weight on your heels slowly shifting to one side. As you licked your lips at the revelation. "I can't believe we just realized this now!" And you could discern the pure chaos the rest of your costars were feeling. Timothee was wheezing, desperately holding his mic for support. While Zendaya crossed her arms in a mixture of sarcasm and odd mischievousness. As if saying, Really? You guys never realized?! Austin on the other hand, solely was observing from the sidelines, with an amused smile. And all for Denny to be panned to the right with a funny disapproving look on his face.

"This is what I have to deal with," Your director somberly states and the crowd cries out in cackles.

"I don't think we were in anything together before."

No interview or video was being shot. Surprisingly it was lunchtime and a grace period for cast and production alike to go back to their trailers to rest. You did not want to go back to your own trailer so instead followed your costar to his. Knowing he had a better air conditioner and wanted to catch up on anything new you guys enjoyed talking about.

But more importantly, his air conditioner.

"Yeah, I don't think we did," Arms securely behind your head as you leaned back on the couch. You still were in full costume, in Fremen wear however it did not stop you from lounging around in every corner of the set sites. "Does Dune count?"

A light-hearted scoff escapes from Timothee, who is on his phone on the other side of the couch, in costume as well. The air conditioner was blasting heavily on all sides of the trailer yet you two did not mind the loud background noise. "No, it doesn't!"

"That's crazy right?" Lifting yourself up to look at him. His eyes don't leave his phone screen yet you know he is focused on your words. "I'm genuinely surprised we haven't played siblings,"

"We look nothing alike!" He shouts, finally lifting his gaze to your playful one. Suddenly you see his phone flash turned on as it faces you. "So, what do you think of Dune Part Two so far?"

You get up swiftly, stretching out of your tired limbs in the process. "Like a walk on the sand!"

"Aye!" He fist-bumps you as he turns the camera on him, face not covered in any gear. The audience can notice his messy locks and smudged face.

"Directors, sign us up to play something!" You waved before adjusting to put on your mask. The camera swerves to find you clipping on the clasps. A couple clicks can be heard as you move the gear up and down from your face. "Literally anything! I could play his serial killer and I would be happy."

"What-" Timothee almost choked on air, prominent to how shaky the camera view became. Though he quickly recovered, "Why do you always want to kill me in these scenarios?"

"Because it's much more fun!" You whine, shoulders deflating, as you can feel him zooming in on your expression.

[hemmingsleclerc]

Charles proposing to us (we’re a super famous singer so also the public’s reactions). But overall how he’d do it, his family’s reactions, the grids reactions, etc. If you’d be up for it, maybe x male reader - but if you’re not female reader is fine :)

Happy ending ┃charles leclerc

pairing(s): charles leclerc x male!reader

fc: jonathan bailey

a/n:such a cute request, just fluff and cried while writing it, hope u like it 🤍🫶🏻🫧🐚🌊

Charles had been planning this moment for months. Ever since he met Y/N, he knew that he was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

Y/N, a world famous singer, had stolen his heart with his kind soul and the way he made him laugh and completely understood him. That night, at his concert, he was going to propose.

The lights went down in the arena and the crowd went wild as Y/N took the stage. Many celebrities were there to see the concert as well. Charles was backstage, pacing nervously, holding the small velvet box that contained the ring and mentally repeating the speech he had prepared while his heart pounded in his chest.

Halfway through the set, Y/N paused to catch his breath and address the audience. "Thank you all for being here tonight. This next song is very special to me and I hope you enjoy it." The first notes of the piano filled the air and as Y/N began to sing, Charles walked to the side of the stage.

When the song ended, Y/N looked at the audience without realizing that Charles was walking right towards him, with a microphone in hand, a little nervous as the audience went crazy for his presence..

"Hello, everyone," Charles said, his voice shaking as he laughed nervously. "I'm sorry to interrupt this incredible moment, but I have something very important to ask." He turned to Y/N, his eyes filled with love and adoration. "From the moment I met you, I knew my life would never be the same. You are my best friend and the love of my life. I can't imagine spending another day without you by my side." While Charles was saying all this, Y/N couldn't believe it.

He then knelt down as he pulled the small box out of his suit pocket and the crowd erupted in cheers, feeling lucky to witness this live. Y/N covered his mouth in shock. "Will you marry me?" Charles asked, opening the box to reveal a stunning diamond ring.

Y/N answered yes happily, unable to speak, he stood him up and kissed him passionately and hugged him lovingly. The crowd went crazy.

Backstage, Charles's family watched the proposal on a monitor. Pascale, his mother, was in tears, hugging Arthur and Lorenzo tightly. "I'm so happy for him," she said, her voice choked with emotion. "They are perfect for each other, I am happy that he never listened to those comments and decided to be happy for who he is, love is love, and no one has to forbid it.''

On the grid, news of the proposal spread quickly. Lando couldn't contain his excitement, jumping up and down and shouting, "Yes! Finally!" Max smiled hugely and quickly congratulated Charles. Pierre was smiling from ear to ear and clapping his hands vigorously on the verge of shedding a few tears, he just was so happy for his best friend.

And then there was Sebastian, who had always been like a father to Charles. He called to congratulate him personally. "I always told you to follow your heart, Charles. You deserve all the happiness in the world, no one can tell you what to do or who to be, love is for everyone and I am deeply proud and happy that you have found your person."

ynln and charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc finally I married my best friend, love you endlessly 🤍🤍🤍

ynln 🤍❗️💍

zendaya so happy for both 🥹👏🏻

blakelively 😍❤️❤️

taylorswift I ADORE YOU!!! CONGRATULATIONS 💕💕

landonorris I’m sobbing, love you guys

pierregasly so proud of you charles, you really found your other half 👏🏻

arianagrande OH MY GOD!!!! I can’t even express how proud, happy and enchanted I am for u two, you’re truly made for one another 💕🫧🫶🏻 I love you both so dearly and wish you the very best 💐🌈💌

[destinyc1020]

Omg!! I found my old Tomdaya Antis video! 🤣😅

Sit back, relax, grab some popcorn 🍿, hit "pause" if you need to lol 🤭, and read through some of the crazy things that I went through and that came into my inbox back in 2020 & 2021 while Tom and Zendaya were busy filming NWH in Atlanta.

Original Date Posted: July 1st, 2021

☝🏾THIS is why I periodically take breaks from Tumblr. 😞 Because people will send in stuff like this, not just about Tom and Zendaya, but also about some of my other faves in the industry, or even just negativity about me directly, and sometimes it just gets to be too much. 😩

Now days, I can look back at this video and laugh lol 😂.... Tom and Z are now engaged, and I stopped caring about Antis on July 2nd, 2021 quite frankly lol.

Thankfully, I don't get even near the amount I used to get of these types of msgs in my inbox anymore, but just know that if your favorite Tumblr blogs have taken a break, or don't post much, or have turned off their Anons, sometimes, it's because they're getting messages in their inbox (even WORSE!) like the ones above. 😟

Over the past nearly 5 years, I've dealt with quite a LOT on this blog. 😔 It hasn't always been easy. I can't even imagine how people living in the public eye deal with the amount of negativity that is spewed their way on a constant basis.

Anyway, let me get off my soap box now. But boy does watching this video again bring up some memories. 😢

Enjoy!! 😁 It's funny to look back on these now and just laugh lol 😂

[passionmotionz]

BABY DADDY-DOMINIC FIKE

First insta au (I GOT TIRED)ENJOY!😋

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Ynexposedslackz did anyone else see this😭

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Diortreex @yourinstagram BESTIE WTF

Styles.eves I’m wondering who the baby daddy is😝

Drasticz Gurl that child is gonna be a cutie that I know

Lambyioi Serving MIFL FR😍

Grillznugs The gene’s are gonna go crazy bestie

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Yourusername it’s been a crazy few months but am glad I could finally share this news with you guys!

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dorisxchi CONGRATS to my favorite baddie😍

Runthebeat Babymama Era 😝

Tuskemane Baby daddy reveal when mama?

Cuskandrump Gurl I miss the vlogs😭

Slackmeat ZENDAYA?!

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Ynexposedslackz GUYS THE BABY DADDY’S IS IN THE NEW VLOG!

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Slickbunz That lowkey sound like my mann 😔

Uggsmama @dominicfike this you sir🤨

Zenscenes The way he made her laugh so many times

Kiwihigh I approve of him whoever he is😍

Alibrowes @iuich Sounds like the dude from euphoria

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dominicfike Baby mama.<3@yourinstagram

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higherthnego's @yourinstagram THIS TRUE BESTIE!

zendaya Finnaly out of the bag!

dorisxchi Godmama title here i come😍

yourusername Luv you Babydaddy💕

Uggsmama I SAID IT!!!!!

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Yourinstagram Ladies and gentlemen my baby daddy❤️

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xobirdie Bestie that’s a fine ass man’s 😮‍💨

spapapi That baby finna be a cutie pie

zendaya Congratulations babes tell dom I said hi!

dominicfike Love getting posted by my baby momma

Alibrowes CUT THE CAMERAS 😍

THANK FOR READING HOPE YOU ENJOYED<3

[moonshynecybin]

I was watching Mask Singer and some interactions between stars and the jury reminded me of how celebrities (alright, usually it’s mostly singers and comedians but actors too sometimes) and it reminded me of your movie stars AU and Marc and Valentino being invited to random games shows and special games night together, having to captain a team each to battle over trivia or having to cooperate on the most random activities (did someone say forced proximity / communication? is that too much of my brand? well, oops) (accessorily, would Valentino agree to participate in those game shows if he knew Marc was coming? probably not but that’s a detail)

context. helppppp truly like first time around pre-breakup its one of those PR tours for their movie that is like. well as an rpf warrior you'd be asking yourself some questions. you'd have some thoughts. theories, even. like why are they in each others LAPPSSSS fully zendaya laughing (side note. they absolutely DO the iconic lip sync battle rihanna umbrella thing where marc goes insanely hard for no reason while vale is standing to the side in like. basketball shorts losing his mindddd.) its like witty, charming, a LITTLE sexy as they are trying to get people to come see their romance movie, and theres a lot of pink-cheeked delirious flirting its very fun

POST BREAK UP. well as you have said it is a proximity nightmare akin to nothing they have ever faced before. like its one thing to do a stageplay with an ex, where they can both be "in character" and sort of avoiding their feelings by experiencing the catharsis of acting or whatever. turn it off when they leave and try not to think about it. NOPE ! this is one where they just kind of have to be around each other doing little games on camera and it makes them feel crazyyyyyy... tipsy on talk shows getting asked about their first project and awkwardly skirting around their breakup... spanish and italian men getting annihilated on hot ones (this one just makes me laugh... MARC DOESNT LIKE SPICY FOOODDDD...). trying to come up with sfw annecdotes about them both on-set (impossible marc keeps trying to start stories that he forgets end with "and then he was inside me"). forced into the newlywed game and they crush it to an UNCOMFY degree bc they are obsessed with each other and have been keeping tabs on each other for like a decade. and then the final straw is when they make them do one of those LIE DETECTOR TESTS and its so crazy they cant send half of it to air so its only like three minutes long post edit and everyone is like ???? because they dont know marc asked him about their feud with his eyes all intense and vale was sweatinggggg trying not to give up the ghost

[blackgirlwhowrites2k23]

A/N: Inconsistency is my middle name💀. But here’s this idea that came to my mind that I just HAD to write. Also sorry if the emojis look terrible, I wrote some of this on my phone, some on my iPad and then the rest on my computer so the format is kinda crazy.

Summary: You’re a well renowned actress and bachelorette that many have been trying to get at. Unfortunately, you never gave them the time of day. Until, someone comes along.

Possible Continuation: This may (emphasis on may because you know me💀) be a part of series I’m planning on doing. If not, I'll just come back and delete this paragraph and pretend nothing happened.

You have one message from...(Jamal Musiala)

Part 1:

Song:

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yourusername: Can’t believe how far I’ve come! Taking home not one, but three. Forever blessed💕 🙏🙏🙈

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fan1 WOW. WOW. WOW.

fan2 W actress >>>>

zendaya Words cannot describe how proud I am of you 🥹❤️❤️❤️

↪️yourusername Love you loads🥹💕💕

fan1 Did I mention WOWWWW😍😍

fan3 Ok, but who’s doing it like Y/N. 3 Back to Back,!?!?! Literally making history🥳😍😍😩

fan4 Y’all peep all the athletes in her likes and comments. I wonder how many are in her dms👀🫣

↪️fan5 Shiiittt. Im in them too!!😭😭💯💯

↪️fan4 Me too🤦‍♂️

skaijackson YUP!! I know that’s right!!💁🏾‍♀️👸🎉🎉

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Yourusername: Party, afterparty, after party🥳🎉

Tyla: The prettiest!!!

↪️ yourusername: And that's what they prefer😝🤩

↪️ tyla: LMAOOO love that!💖💖💖

Judebellingham: 😍😍

↪️random1_Hey Jude??🤨...

random2: The way both Jude and Jamal started following her at about the same time.

↪️random3: Real ones know he's been lurking for a fat minute now!!

↪️random2: Guess I'm not a real one. Who?

↪️random3: Mr. Jude Victor Bellingham

↪️random4: And she's liked some of his pics, even though they don't follow eachother. Looks like Musiala already lost LOL

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The weight of exhaustion presses down on you as you sink into the comfort of your bed. It's been a relentless week, filled with auditions, interviews, and movie filming sessions. The tranquility of your bedroom offers a brief respite from the chaos that typically surrounds your life.

But of course, that doesn't last forever.

Your phone buzzes on the nightstand. You debate ignoring it, anyone texting at this time falls into one of two categories—people who are wayy too thirsty for their own good and miserable haters. For some reason tonight, perhaps out of boredom or a faint hope for something different, you decide to check.

You received one instagram notification from JamalMusiala10

The name doesn't immediately register with you since it's so late and your mind is still heavy with sleep, but you open the message anyway.

You groan inwardly, already regretting your decision to open the message. Jamal Musiala—the famous soccer player that plays for that German team? Bayern? You only recently got into football, so there was still much for you to learn but you're pretty sure that's who he is. You'll stalk his socials tomorrow.

For now, though, what could he possibly want from you? It's 2 in the morning. Again, he's either wayyyy too thirsty or maybe he's a possible hater?

How's it hanging?!?!?

This boy can NOT be serious.

You can't help but stifle a laugh at his attempt at casual banter. Is he a middle-aged white dad?

Wayy too thirsty it is! Never fails.

To be continued…..

[xoluvx]

21 with zendaya? thanks!

21. one single thread of gold tied me to you

"no way, you were there too?" zendaya's eyes widened at the discovery. you nodded your head in astonishment. you'd been this close to her before, how was that possible?

"it was my first met gala, i had no idea what i was doing or how i even got in," you chuckled and zendaya giggled both your bodies folding into each other like you were old friends and not like two people who were just staring in the same movie.

"wow, what a small world." she sighed smiling at you incrediously.

"how did you get into acting?" she asked and you went into your life story. going to shakespear camp, doing small plays in your town, and how you thought it was all part of a bigger divine being leading you here. you sounded crazy, you were sure of it but zendaya's brows were furrowed listening to you carefully and nodding.

"wait...did you go to the shakespeare camp?" she asked placing a hand on your knee. you felt a spark at the touch and looked down at her hand briefly before looking back at her.

"if by shakespeare camp you mean summer camp at cal shakes?" you asked and zendaya gasped loudly placing a hand on her chest, her legs unraveling from the previously crossed sitting position she was in. both her legs were now planted on the floor and she took your hands in yours. "stop it, right now..." she said seriously mouth slightly agaped.

"i have photos," you said quietly trying to forget about her hands cupping yours. you wiggled one out to pull your phone out. you searched for the photo quickly and sure enough, you don't know how you never noticed it before, but there she was. in the corner.

"that's me," she gasped again and you started laughing.

"we are the same person," she added looking directly into your eyes. you shifted in your seat, hand still in hers. she squeezed it gently.

maybe you were. maybe you were meant to be together. you didn't believe in coincidences. everything happened for a reason, right?

"who would've thought?" you whispered and zendaya smiled sweetly. yeah, who would've thought? for all you knew, she'd be the woman you married...but you didn't want to get ahead of that.

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[flodaya]

those Instagram and tiktok Stans are annoying bc a key part of tomlore is he is soooo messy about Zendaya. It’s not my business bc she’s a private citizen, but I’d like to know his lore from the end of his long term high school relationship. How much did it have to do w distance vs. his impending celebrity vs. Zendaya 1. Like dating his coworker when he’s the lead of the movie and he knows he has to make 2 more and don’t live in the same country is CRAZY.

2. Dumping her bc they couldn’t find a career balance then immediately being spotted with a childhood family friend is CRAZY (why did it have to be his moms best friends daughter???). 3. He’s also rumored to be flying in an incredibly beautiful professional golfer (that’s now in the best f1 relationship); this one is not crazy I just believe the rumor.

4. What I would’ve done to be in the city of Cleveland in fall of 2019. CLEVELAND. He also followed his next gf during this time. 5. his ex - from the big movie franchise, is spotted with her new man going on the same dates the two of them went on together, so he freaks out and panic commits to his next gf

6. Less than 3 weeks into the new relationship he’s LIVING with his new gf

7. Posts new girlfriend hard launching. ONE day later his ex gets nominated for a big award. He reaches out. She likes his next Instagram post. He posts the new girlfriend again (as reassurance??). Less than a week later his new girlfriends mom unfollows him. The upcoming weeks his new girlfriend posts on Instagram like she’s single.

i thought i was going to be annoyed by this long "let me explain the history" ask but you had me laughing tears, tom was so messy, like you cannot tell me that man didn't see Zendaya at the audtion and was like "whelp it's her or no one i guess", that man has been in love with her for 8 years and i'm glad it's worked out for them for both their sanities

(dumping Z sounds so harsh lol as if it didnt take months for them to disentangle smh)

[hxrtnett]

golden girl – charlie bushnell smau

𖤓°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ as costars for percy jackson, you and charlie are rumored to be together. your posts and comments on instagram only subtly give fans some shred of hope as they wait for the filming of the next season

warning/mention. swearing, “get a room” jokes, faint hate comments, nothing crazy just pure cuteness.

pairing. charlie bushnell x fem!reader

part two (soon!)

@.yourusername posted on instagram

♫ — golden by harry styles

@.yourusername life recently! wrapped our movie excited for you all to see it 💞

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@.user33 WHO ARE THOSE FLOWERS FROM MISS GURL?

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@.aryansimhadri it’s supposed to be hot out tonight, make sure you keep your windows open and the grogu next to it! 🥰

@.yourusername OH BIIIITCH

@.arianagreenblat casually just posting shit that had you nearly injured on set

@.yourusername idk why they thought to put two teenagers on set and not expect us to go crazy

@.iamcharliebushnell cute boots

@.dior.n.goodjohn had to read that twice to make sure he wasn’t saying smth bad ..

@.yourusername BYEEE HAHAHSHS

@.walker.scobell she laughing like zendaya does with tom holland

@.yourusername dior is just that funny ok

@.yourusername also thank you charlie ☺️

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@.user78 the pink shoes 🥺 aphrodite’s bby

@.user13 golden is y/n’s song argue with a wall

@.user42 i love how her smaller supporting role got sm love, y/n you deserve the world

@.user88 tbh i think it’s overrated and people only like her bc she’s pretty, there is so much fame for no reason over her character

@.user42 blud who asked for your opinion

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@.iamcharliebushnell dump of some favorites that don’t go together but deserve to see the light

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@.yourusername “deserve to see the light” BOY LITERALLY POSTS A PICTURE OF ME SLEEPING

@.iamcharliebushnell at least i posted you and the flowers first before that one

@.yourusername mhmmm 😑

@.user77 two pictures of y/n and her new dog .. they’re so dating if they’re not just shoot me

@.user98 they can be friends yk

@.walker.scobell so charlie can meet y/n’s dog first but we can’t?

@.iamcharliebushnell bro you’re literally in school and states away, how are you gonna go to her house rn

@.aryansimhadri you’re at her HOUSE??

@.iamcharliebushnell oh my god yall act like this is life changing

@.aryansimhadri IT IS (we all visit her sm it rlly isn’t but it’s just you so..)

@.user62 the picture of y/n and the flowers is so pretty he always gets her flowers

@.yourusername i just look at them too long and then we argue over paying

@.user62 OMG HELLO??

@.leahsavajeffries WHO ARE YOU SHIRTLESS FOR? WOAHHH PG13 PG13

@.walker.scobell YOURE TRAUMATIZING LEAH

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@.yourusername came home to family getting a beagle, he’s kinda annoying but it’s ok he’s cute (he’s also charlie’s best friend now)

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@.yoursibling BRO STOP HATING ON HIM

@.yourusername HIS BARKS ARE LITERALLY SCREAMS?? AND I NEVER SAID I HATED HIM

@.iamcharliebushnell “he’s kinda annoying” literally every morning you’ve got him all coddled up with you

@.yourusername i can be honest and love him

@.walker.scobell just like how you’re honest abt charlie’s muscles and love him

@.yourusername YOU’RE GONNA BE BANNED FROM SEEING RUDY IF YOU KEEP IT UP

@.walker.scobell NAWW

@.user3 y/n when can we get more silena content 🙏

@.yourusername i have tons of photos in my camera roll ..

@.user16 BRO POST THEM

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@.yourusername more bts of season one since yall asked so “kindly”, you’ll see brandon & i more in season two dw we just had to make a small appearance first

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@.user09 y/n our golden girl frfr

@.user11 silena and charles :(

@.user45 silena before the madness

@.user56 why is charlie so close to you in that fifth pic

@.walker.scobell bros already trying to manipulate her to join luke’s side

@.user56 BYE SO REAL

@.aryansimhadri bro get a room with that fifth pic

@.yourusername bro shut the fuck up

@.iamcharliebushnell i couldn’t imagine any other casting for silena

@.walker.scobell we literally had to cast someone you’re in love with or it wouldn’t work

@.walker.scobell it’s been 30 minutes and all i hear are crickets

@.thebrandonsevers miss you dude

@.yourusername omfg i miss you too tell me your schedule we need to meet up i’ll bring rudy too

@.walker.scobell so basically i’m the last to meet rudy

@.user67 i love how cute brandon and y/n are 🥺just two buddies fr and not letting haters change or fans speculate that

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@.user5 so she literally posts herself or pictures with the guys,, literally none of the other girls and gets comments praising her and the guys .. such a pick me

@.leahsavajeffries dude the whole first two y/n posts of silena and pjo had only her or the girls, she’s just posting what she hasn’t and what’s special- and she isn’t all over the guys those boys r literally like her siblings

@.user20 GAG EM LEAH

@.user9 lol i love how she used hey blondie for the post even though girl had her hair brown for silena- the vibes are so cutesy

@.yourusername real i was going for the pink barbie theme and the song is so cute (plus dominic fike is so hot)

@.iamcharliebushnell hello 🧍‍♂️

@.aryansimhadri dominic fike more like mr steal yo bitch

@.user22 there’s no way this doesn’t confirm it

@.aryansimhadri if i’m blamed charlie started it

@.yourusername OMFG CAN YALL EVER SHUT YOUR MOUTHS

[austinslounge]

This paparazzi walk is not like others that only appear in specific magazines or only one medium, the photos of the most in love couple in the world are being published in all the media, that makes me understand that it was very planned, the worst of all It's that they dislike each other so much that they can't act like they like each other, that is, if I was going to set up some fake photos, I would act happy or try to look like I was in love. Something that has always caught my attention is the people who comment "they make a nice couple" "they are cute together" what the fuck? If love looks like this I don't want anything.

Something that has always caught my attention is the people who comment "they make a nice couple" "they are cute together" what the fuck? If love looks like this I don't want anything.

Girl, thank you!

That's what I just said! I don't envy this relationship at all. 🥴 Not only does it look boring as hell, but I'd want my man to look more into me than Austin looks with Kaia rofl 🤣 Sorry!

Callum & Dua, Austin & Vanessa, Tom & Zendaya, - say what you will about these couples, but at least they look/looked in love with each other.

The one thing that I've noticed about some staged celebrity pap photos is that you almost never see them caught in a real genuine moment. You almost never see them laughing, or caught mid-sentence, or not looking their best when it's staged. They're always looking perfect, or their face looks flat (because they know they're being watched, and they don't want to make any really crazy facial expressions that might come out looking weird on camera).

Think about it, if you're being photographed against your knowledge, you're going to get caught probably making some really crazy facial expressions at some point. At the very least, you'll be seen interacting with the person you're romantically with. Maybe it's laughing, talking, cuddling, kissing, touching affectionately, etc. When I see a pattern of a couple never getting caught in a genuine moment, I start to wonder if maybe the pictures are staged.

[sbrown82]

Marianne Faithfull may or may not be a racist (re: that one anon asking if she was) but she is a white woman with stans who have been nasty and racist towards Mick’s black girlfriends and those same stans always prop her up as the “prettiest” of his girlfriends and his “one and only twu wuv”. You think they’d say the same if she was black?

That's literally how it is in every white fandom. Especially a white fandom where the main white man is in a relationship (past or present) with a Black woman. I've seen it happen to so many Black women: Meghan Markle, Zendaya, Candice Patton, Anna Diop, Zawe Ashton, etc. It irks them that the white man they like isn't with them (or at least someone who looks like them). So, they torture, bully and harass them. Now, I don't know where they get this fantasy from, but Mick and Marianne were a toxic ass couple from beginning to end. Just complete trash. Y'all can't say anything bad about Marsha Hunt...NOTHING. She's not a hoe, or a coke head, or a gold digger, she wasn't hungry for fame, she never ever mentions The Rolling Stones, none of that.

Also, being a Mick Jagger fan while being racist is crazy....

His first love is Black:

The first woman he ever impregnated is Black:

The first woman to actually have his child is Black:

His first child is Black:

Also, 3 out of 5 of all his baby mamas are all women of color, and he has an Asian granddaughter, too.

And "prettiest of his girlfriends"??? Girrrl, don't make me laugh. That bitch aged like rice after you leave it out on the stove for too long! 🥴