i see you lauren

Girl Crushes

• Lauren Jauregui
• Kristen Stewart
• Floriana Lima
• Chyler Leigh
• Camila Cabello
• Cara Delevinge
• Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
• Shay Mitchell
• Troian Bellisario
• Sasha Pieterse
• Ashley Benson
• Alycia Dabnam-Carey
• Eliza Taylor
• Cara Delevinge
• Sophie Turner
• Marie Avgeropoulos
• Katie Macgrath
• Rowan Blanchard
• Sabrina Carpenter
• Dua Lipa
• Lena Headey
• Natasha Negovablis
• Elise Bauman
• Katie Stevens
• Rita Volk
• Eva Green
• Sarah Poulson
• Cate Blanchett
• Rooney Mara
• Emily Blunt
• Kendall Jenner
• Maia Mitchell
• Jessica Capshaw
• Sara Ramirez
• Anna Kendrick
• Gal Gadot
• Caity Lotz
• Naya Rivera
• Dianna Agron
• Jennifer Lawrence
• Emma Watson
• Lily Collins
• Emma Roberts
• Amber Heard
• Shannon Beveridge
• Taylor Schilling
• Lana Parrilla
• Rose and Rosie
• Ally and Stevie
• Kate McKinnon
• Natalie Dormer
• Laura Prepon
• Megan Fox
• Natalie Portman
• Jennifer Connelly
• Charlize Theron
• Normani Kordei
• Dinah Jane
• Ellen Pompeo
• Alexis G Zall
• Lindsey Morgan
• Scarlett Johansson

10

“We gave them a prom they’ll never forget.”
Me neither. It’s the best night of my life.
“Even if it was ridiculously romantic?”

7

So, you did do a little something. I opened the door. So that people could come in here and put this together. Nice. Nice for them, not for me.

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Lauren I see you looking down at the mention of Camz ass! 👀😂

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[2/?] John Laurens, Hamilton

Tomorrow there’ll be more of us.

“High I’m Lauren – I mean, Hi, I’m Lauren Jauregui, I’m here to make a statement regarding the recent incident involving me and my carry-on – I’m sorry, I meant my carry-on and I.

So what happened was simply an accident… One that I’ll never live down…

Airport security checked my carry-on bag (so annoying omg!) and they found something that shouldn’t even be banned in airports. It’s a basic human right, and as a proud bisexual Cuban American woman I think it’s my right to be able to carry that too without fear of it being confiscated. I only wanted to make my Camz happy. I’m gonna leave it at the hotel room anyway after I’m done with it…

You see, I had a vibrator in my … (PR whispers to Lauren) … Oh it’s not about the vibrator?? Oh I’m sorry idk what has gotten into me today, whew is it just me or it’s getting hot in here?

So… Let’s talk about weed…

Please don’t make assumptions, the weed wasn’t on me, we were separately single.. No, I’m not dating my weedman… Oh wait, no, my weedman is Lucy so… 😏

So where was high – err I? Oh yeah I know but that chorus, girl, was high as shit!! Oh, this isn’t sound check? Oh right, a proper statement.. Hmm.

Yeah, fuck you Trump! And fuck the contracts! Buy Back To Me on iTunes! And Camren Is Not Real!

Who wants pizza!??”

Originally posted by nojauregui

Unbound: A Nessian Fic

Rating: T (eventual E) 

Summary:  It’s been weeks since Nesta arrived at the Night Court and she’s still not used to her new body. Or Cassian’s constant presence as he trains her and Elain. She knows she has to face him, face what she’s become, but it’s easier to pretend there’s nothing going on. After all, he’s still healing too. The Cauldron rendered Nesta and left a piece of itself in her, ruthless and destructive. This is the story of how Nesta put herself together again

This fic has been… months in the making and I’m so excited to finally share it! ETERNAL GRATITUDE to @cuddles-and-chocolate-cake for reading even in its earliest stages, Kaya ( @blackbeak) for screaming with me, reading this at work (I see you Kaya), and MAKING THE LOVELY CHAPTER GRAPHICS, and finally to Lauren (@highfaelucien) for fly handing this before she even knew what it entailed and always being willing to write together
This fic wouldn’t be anything without all of your help!!

Without further ado…

Nesta eyed the Illyrian before her with distaste as he crossed the training yard, barking a quick order at his troops spread in erect lines before him.  Shivering, she rubbed at her arms in the brisk cold of winter still gripping the Illyrian Steppes. The attempt to warm up wouldn’t do anything, it never did.

She and Elain had already been in the Illyrian camp a few weeks while Cassian balanced training his troops with training the two of them and it’d been the longest few weeks of her life.  The hut–for lack of a better word–that she and Elain shared was, while admittedly in slightly better taste than the cottage they’d wasted away in, rustic at best and seemed to leak cold through the walls.

To say nothing of the fact that she had no interest in learning how to control anything rolling about inside her, even as Elain tried her best to follow Cassian’s lessons. Let her power destroy herself for all she cared, it didn’t matter anymore anyway, not with the days melting into each other and Feyre still gone.  They didn’t belong in their home back across the wall any more than Feyre had when she’d shown up on their doorstep. Here was no better. A place to reside until they found somewhere more permanent.

Mor had tried to calm them that first night back, when she’d winnowed them into an unfamiliar house in their dripping nightgowns.  The fae word, as clunky and awkward in her mouth as they were in her mind, had her cursing herself for beginning to integrate herself in their world. Theirs , not hers. Just because she could snap a man’s neck without lifting a finger and her ears came to soft points didn’t mean that she’d ever be one of them.

Rhysand had tried to help, later, after they were dried and changed. He’d attempted to make them comfortable in all their states of discomfort, mental and physical, but they hadn’t seen much of him since.

Not with all he was apparently busy with, readying his court for war.  He’d placed Cassian in complete charge of their training, much to Nesta’s chagrin.  Elain didn’t seem to mind his presence too terribly, even enjoying herself and the magic she could conjure up, but Nesta…

Cassian pushed her–pushed them both–with whatever means necessary, baiting her with barbed words that seemed to stick in her gut more than Rhysand’s ever did.  His approach with Elain was admittedly more tame, bordering on firm instead of antagonistic. She could at least hold him to that, but that didn’t mean she liked him.

The commander’s patience with her sister, however, seemed to be the one redeeming quality in a vast sea of annoyances.

So far there had only been one morning when she’d almost let her sympathy get the better of her, she’d arrived slightly early to the training yard and had seen him with his hand braced on the stone wall, wings quivering. They’d been bandaged for the first week in the Illyrian camp, wrapped tightly in cloth and the first morning he’d shown up with them bare… Her gut had wrenched at the sight of them, all silvery scarred and paper thin, smothered in some sort of salve.  But when she’d announced her presence, he’d only righted quickly, frowning, and growled that “I know I’m pretty, you don’t have to stare.”

[Read the rest on Ao3]

*uses snapchat filter strategically*
Okayy well I don’t take selfies for obvious reasons but I’ve been tagged in this like three times so I guessed I should just do it 😂thanks for the tag Zara @fairytail-textposts 😘!

I tag: @terironi @fairymarie @thebluefuckingunicornblr @fairywithastrawhat @black-cats-bring-good-luck and @leashykitty-chan
To do the selfie challenge if you guys feel comfortable with it!💕

Camila officially left the group, there is no chance to see more camren moments from now on but this blog will keep everyone updated with news and pics of them, separated, and some fetus stuff, i admit that i’ve been emotionally detached from this ship for months now, but i care about this blog a lot so i will not let it die, i’ll probably post more about Lauren in the future, since i’m a Lauren girl, so sorry in advance if you see more posts about her. Anyway, let’s respect what makes Camila happy and move forward to see what she can do as a solo artist and what Lauren, Ally, Normani and Dinah will bring us in 2017. 

Lots of love.

Flash FanFic...

Camila and Lauren meet after the troubled departure of Camila from the band.

Lauren: What is so important that you can not wait until tomorrow to talk?
Camila: I needed to see you.
Lauren: Now you need to see me? After you leave and let me get out of the closet so fucking alone???
Camila: Lauren, you have to forgive me!
Lauren: No!!
Camila: Lauren, please! It’s my dream… we can still together.
Lauren: No!!!! I told you, Camila… I’m not gonna hide this anymore.
Camila: Lauren, please…
Lauren: No!!! You didn’t think of me, why should I think of you now?
Camila: I thought of you, but I did it anyway cuz I know we can do both.

Silence.

Camila: Lauren, please… you have to forgive me.
Lauren: No!! I’m sorry…. I can’t. I’m hurt. I don’t want this fucking toxic relationship anymore.

Camila: Lauren, you have to forgive me. You have to forgive me…
Lauren: I’m sorry…

Lauren leaves the room and Camila cries.

3 Years Later…

Camila: Lauren, what are you doing here?
Lauren: I had to see you. Don’t do it!
Camila: Lauren, this is my wedding…are you out of your mind?
Lauren: Yes, I’m out of my mind, I’ve never been so out of my mind as I am now. You can not do that!! I love you! I really really do!
Camila: I tried to get back with you for a long time. I begged your forgiveness. I made all possible statements. You deny it every time. You kept me far for all these years. I’m getting married today!
Lauren: Camz, please, don’t do it!
Camila: I’m sorry!

Later in the marriage…

The Priest: Camila, will you take John to be your husband; love, honor, and cherish him now and forevermore?

Camila: Shit!!!
All the church: What?
Camila: I’m sorry…. I’m so so sorry…
Sinu: What’s going on? Oh… it’s her…
The groom: Her?? Who?? Camila, what’s going on?
Camila: I’m sorry!! I can’t!! You are great….but I really can’t.

Camila runs away from the church and met Lauren standing on the stairs.

Magazine’s cover the next day: Camila Cabello leaves her groom at the altar to stay with Lauren Jauregui, her ex-partner in Fifth Harmony.

Camren Is Finally Real Now!!!

Happy 2020, guys!!!

Hamilton half genderbend high school AU or something