in all of highschool you know what movies i actually went to see with friends

if you’re struggling for AU ideas take a look-see at this list i wrote for my friend who dubbed it “better than the 10 commandments" 

1)     Coffee shop AU

i)       Barista and person who has a ridiculous coffee order

ii)      I’m worried about your coffee dependency

iii)     you accidentally poured boiling hot coffee over me so you’re responsible for taking me to A&E

iv)     you give me a different fake name every time you come into starbucks and I just want to know your real name bc ur cute but here I am scrawling “batman” onto your stupid cappuccino

2)      Flower shop AU

i)       You buy a weird amount of flowers and I’m concerned as to why

ii)      I’m allergic to flowers but I work in a flower shop – you’re a customer who’s very confused as to why I’d do that

iii)     (this is also a good way to incorporate flower meanings eg, buying certain colours/types for person to represent feelings etc.)

3)      Library AU

i)       You’re overdue on this book and I want it so I’m tracking u the fuck down

ii)      I work in the library and I’m a little concerned for your health bc you never stop studying

iii)     The library’s pretty empty save for you and me and OH that couple making out loudly in the shelves somewhere

4)      Awful first time meeting

i)       I accidentally punched you in the face when I was too overexcited about something

ii)      I thought you were my friend who’s just done something awful to me (read: cut my hair while I slept, dyed all of my clothes pink, etc. etc.) because you look similar from behind so I stormed up to you and shoved you from behind while calling you an asshole

iii)     You get the gist to this one

iv)     Oooh when you told me your name I thought you were joking because it’s fucking awful and I made a joke about it and things got awkward real fucking fast (perfect for a Hannibal au just saying)

5)      Weird places to meet/awkward meetings in general

i)       We live in the same block of flats but haven’t ever talked and Sunday morning we were both doing the walk of shame and had to stand in the lift together

ii)      “okay I know that being in the woods at 2am is a weird thing to be doing but my friend called me and- wait, why are you in the woods at 2am, fuck I’m going to die aren’t I?”

iii)     A personal favourite of mine – first day at a new job and oh fuck my boss is the person I drunkenly hooked up with last weekend/night

iv)     We keep accidentally running into each other I’m not a stalker I swear

v)      You live across from me in our apartments and we smile when we see each other but we don’t really know each other and oh you’re the stripper at my friend’s stag do/hen night fuck this is really uncomfortable

vi)     “My shower’s broken but I’ve got a date tonight could I possibly use your shower please?” “Oh sure (neighbour that I’ve been crushing on for the past six months) of course you can use my shower to get ready for your date (fuck fuck fuck)”

6)      Friends to romance – pining and all that wonderful shit

i)       You’ve got a date tonight and you asked for advice on what to wear but I’m so in love with you and damn you look good in the outfit I picked out for you

ii)      I really like you but you’re my best friend’s ex

iii)     You’ve liked me for ages and were really obvious about it and I didn’t like all the attention but now you’re over me I really miss it and fuck I think I like you too?

iv)     Somewhere along the way of getting into bar fights together, staying up all night with movie marathons, other friendship things, I’ve fallen in love with you but oh my god this could ruin EVERYTHING

v)      Friends with benefits oh wait I like you

7)      FAKE DATING HOLY SHIT I LIVE FOR THIS

i)       It’s my highschool reunion and I need a hot date so I can rub it in the faces of the people who hated me

ii)      My homophobic parents are coming to visit will you pretend to date me as an extra “fuck you”?

iii)     There’s a person who won’t stop bugging me will you pretend to be my partner so that they’ll fuck off?

iv)     I told my sister I have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set me up with people but now she’s coming to visit and I’m in too deep I need a fake boyf ASAP

8)      Soulmate aus

i)       The first words your true love(s) will say to you are tattooed on you and why the fuck are their first words something really ridiculous like ‘I’ll pay you a tenner to punch me in the face’ or ‘quick what’s your favourite animal’ or ‘fucking shit hell holy fuck wow oh my god jesus h Christ fuck me’ etc. or even worse a really ridiculous song lyric like  the opening lines of uptown funk or a high school musical song or smthing did you have to serenade me the first time you saw me asshole?

ii)      You get an ‘impression’ of your soulmate when you turn 18 or something but all I got was a strong smell of bananas or an overwhelming feeling that Thatcher was a good prime minister or an image in my mind of a fucking unicorn

iii)     The more ridiculous the better actually

iv)     Something like whenever your soulmate sings a duet you can’t help but join in and my fucking soulmate is in a goddamn band but I can’t sing for shit

v)      Or maybe something like soulmates always sneeze at the same time and I cant be sure but me and this kid in my French class just sneezed at the same time are we soulmates or was it a coincidence (proceed w character trying to make themselves sneeze around said person to see what’s what)

9)      Alternate universes for real

i)       Mermaids

ii)      Siren and asexual pirate who doesn’t understand why all his crew are losing their shit that person has a nice voice sure but what the fuck is happening

iii)     Hogwarts

iv)     We live in a world where the greek gods are real and you went and got yourself cursed and now I have to go on a fucking quest to sort this shit out why do I love you again?

v)      Pacific rim au (either they’re drift compatible or one of them is a ranger and the other stresses constantly bc what if they die yes I have read a fic like this no I didn’t come up with this one but it’s fucking good) (also if you haven’t seen that film go watch it now)

vi)     Literally any movie or book universe you like tbh just go for it

10)   Other aus that I like

i)       I wanted to go on the ferris wheel but there has to be two people to a cart come on random person let’s go oh wait are we stuck at the top? Fuck

ii)      We work in the same office and you have a goddamn squeaky chair and you wONT FUCKING STOP SQUEAKING IT BECAUSE YOU KNOW IT ANNOYS ME

iii)     Our mutual friend set us up on a blind date and I thought I’d hate it but you’re actually… kind of funny? But because I expected to hate it in no way am I going to let you change my mind just because you’re gorgeous and funny and intelligent oh no my friend is not winning this

iv)     It started to snow and I’m the only one of our friends who would go outside with you – I soon found out why none of the others would go out in the snow with you (this works best if they’re new friends who don’t know each other all that well) when you shoved a handful of snow down my back and declared snow war

v)      It’s nowhere near Christmas it’s literally still November would you calm down about Christmas wait no why are you getting the tree out no stop please stop (if you do this pre-relationship you can have the grouchy one secretly finding the other’s excitement endearing and falling in love with them actually that works for established relationship too)

vi)     Current partner got a new job in America (or other country far away) and we’re getting by on skype calls and emails but it’s not easy and then I met someone new (can be poly or can be finding the OTP person)

vii)   You want us both to get in shape and I hate working out/running but your ass looks really good in shorts oh the things I do for my friends and their nice asses

viii)  Carrying on from 10.vii. you’ve caught me checking you out in what I thought was a subtle way too many times and now you’re calling me out on it what do I do???

ix)     You’re an actor/other famous person that I really admire and I just saw you in the street and as I was debating whether or not to say hi you came up to me and started flirting what do I do??

x)      You were waving at your friend behind me but I got confused and waved back at you and now I’m dying of embarrassment but you think it’s cute

xi)     I sat down in the wrong class and I’m panicking but don’t want to get up and leave because the class has started and you think it’s hilarious and shut up you dumb fuck you don’t know me aahhh

xii)   I’m a waiter at this wedding and you’re a drunk guest who will not stop hitting on me please I’m trying to work no I can’t dance with you omg let me find you some water

xiii)  Our best friends are that awful ‘cute’ couple that make-out in public and call each other “sweetie” and “sugar” and “babe” and god they’re awful let’s talk about how awful they are – develops into “shit we’re the awful couple now”

xiv)  You pissed me off in class so I threw a book at your head and now I’m in detention and jesus fuck I hate you so much and the teacher made me apologise and wait you’re cuter up close and the way you talk is kind of nice actually oh fuck no

Okay I could go on forever but this is over 1,500 words of auing already I have too many ideas christ

send me some to @theskyis-forever with a pairing for me to write :)

Power Rangers Living Together Headcanon

Created with the help of the lovely @catyz101 and the wonderful @vintagecarter go ahead and give them a follow please.

- Two years after the attack, when the rangers graduate highschool, they decide to build a house together in the mountains near the ship.

-When goldar went down billy managed to save a lot of gold
“Like my dad said, you find it you keep it”
Needless to say they’re fucking loaded.

-Kim and Trini adopted a cat courtesy of her brothers. The twins found him and managed to keep him for a week before their mom found out and he was sent to live with Trini.
“Take care of gato for us”
“Wait you named i-”
“GATO, is in great hands”

-The cat loves everyone but Zack and Jason. Every time the cat cuddles up to Billy “traitor” can be heard faintly whispered through the house.

-Zack goes to the kitchen at 1 in the morning and finds the cat just sitting there staring at him, they have a staring contest for two mintues until he slowly backs away back into his room.

-They rotate dinner every night. They all make something thats authentic to them but the weekends are take out nights. It an unspoken rule of the house

-Zack almost breaking his neck doing a double take on Trini leaving from Kim’s room in the early morning

-“ITS NOT A WALK OF SHAME IF ITS YOUR OWN HOUSE” Kim passing by headed to the kitchen “you are definitely doing the walk of shame babe.”
“KIMBERLY”

-Billy quietly comments from the back “why are you so surprised, thats the 5th time this week.”
“Billy, its tuesday”

- “Hello, yes, i found your number in the yellow pages i was calling to tell you that MY BEST FRIEND JUST GOT LAID also a large pizza please”

-Trini watches a novella one day outta habit, and suddenly Jason and Zack are addicted. “No, trini you cant change the channel we are watching that!”

-Kim puts pink hair dye in her shampoo to figure out who keeps using it. The culprit was Jason…… and Trini

-“Who the fuck put jello in the toilet”
“You see its not actually jello its this silicone-”
“BILLY?!”
“I’ll take it you’re upset with me….”

-Theyre the hardware stores best customer. The owner thinks they own a construction company. He is yet to be corrected

-One day the boys come back from the store early and hear a scream in the house. They all barge in too kims room and walk in on the girls.
“Oh my god GET OUT”
Billy closes his eyes and runs smack into the wall putting a hole in it while jason and Zack are running out dodging pillows.

-“Steve come here girl” “Zack we are not naming our dog Steve” “what about zordon?” “you wanna name my daughter after wall dad? How dare?” “you were about to name her Steve?!” “Personally i thik she looks like a Steve…” “Thank you billy”

-“Oh well if it isnt satan himself coming to visit my room when it does not belong here!” “Guys the cat isnt that bad”
“Billy do not speak on matters that do not concern you”

-“Who taught you savages to do the laundry?” “Trini relax.” “Relax? Jason, Isnt it bad enough my hair is pink but now my white tshirts are too because Zack put your shirts in with mine.”

-“Hey yellow, pink, your hell cat just attacked steve.”
“Do you dare slander my cats good name?! YOU CAN MEET ME IN THE PIT!!”

-They have color coded bath Towels. Zack likes to steal someone elses each week which isnt a problem until he struts out the bathroom in pink towels when Kim’s parents come to visit.

-“I know DAMN well i had last nights episode of Rupauls drag race recorded who DELETED IT?!?” “Sorry Zack that may have been me, but dont worry i have it recorded on my tv too” “Billy, you are my hero”

-Gato steals steves bed all the time and its the leading cause of argument in the house.

- “Satan’s spawn please, my daughters bed is too big for you and she cannot sleep in your small bed” hiss hiss “Okay that was rude” hiiiisss “TRINI! CONTROL YOUR SON AND GET HIM OUTTA MY DAUGHTERS BED RIGHT NOW”

-Fire alarm goes off at six in the morning. Multiple voices are heard screaming “KIM” from 4 seperate rooms

-She was just making toast.

Tom Holland - Four Simple Steps

this wasn’t requested this was my own idea and i hope you like it there will be a part two and I’m super excited to write it!!!

part 2

requests are open:)) i now take tom/peter chris/steve and seb/bucky requests

Originally posted by tomshollandss

“harry this summer is gonna be amazing” i smiled as we walked with locked arms down the busy streets of london. there was only a month of school left which meant the end of the year peprally and a school dance. i could tell he looked over at me and just smiled.

“what?” i asked. i looked over at him and he just shook his head but his body was vibrating with laughter.

“harry! tell me what” i stomped my foot like a child, this gained the attention of a few pedestrians walking near us. this just made harry’s laugh louder and made my cheeks flush with red due to the embarrassment.

“well i mean if you really wanna know” he looked over at me with a mischievous glint in his sparkling brown eyes.

“you gotta beat me in a race back home” he rushed out as he began sprinting. i let out a loud laugh and began running quick after him. harry’s house was probably five or so minutes away walking so this shouldn’t take long. yeah sure he longer legs then me but i was the star sprinter on my track team.

i moved my little legs as fast as they could possibly go, passing harry i could hear him let out a groan as i took the lead and i just let out a loud bark of laughter knowing i won.

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anonymous asked:

i just started following your account & i like it a lot, everything is just amazing ! im new to tumblr & fan accounts so i dont know how they work and stuff but if you do writing prompts can you do one with betty being new in town & meets the gang at pops. like they see her by herself & then like have bughead in there too.. but if you dont its ok, please never stop posting though ❤

Hey! Thank you so much, that’s so sweet. Here it is, I hope it’s okay! It’s long lol.


New To Town

Alice placed the last box of kitchen utensils on the counter. “Done, finally.” She huffed.

“I’m going to unpack my room,” Polly said as she checked her phone - again - for messages from her friends in their old town.

“Elizabeth, make yourself useful and walk over to Pop’s, would you? Grab us all dinner? I’m too tired to cook.”

Betty nodded, knowing better than to protest.

Alice gave Betty quick instructions on how to get to Pop’s. She accepted the money her mom handed her.

Betty found some earbuds in her backpack and plugged them into her phone, slipped on her shoes, and walked out the door.

Betty admired the streets of her new town, walking quickly to her destination.

She spotted Pop’s and headed inside, the doors chiming above her.

“Hi, we called in an order for Cooper? Four burgers and two large fries.” Betty said to the man behind the counter, popping out an earbud.

Pop nodded his head. “Still on the grill. It’ll be a couple minutes. Have a seat and I’ll let you know when it’s ready.” He waved a hand toward the booths on his left, across from four teenagers, laughing loudly.

Betty sighed and looked at her phone, then strolled over to the empty booth.

“Did I hear you say Cooper? As in Elizabeth?” A pretty brunette called to her before Betty had the chance to sit down.

Betty nodded slowly. “Betty, actually, but yeah. That’s me.”

“I’m Veronica.” She extended a hand towards Betty.  "Veronica Lodge.“ She pointed  to the boy sitting next to her. “This is Kevin, he’s fabulous. And this is -”

“Archie Andrews,” The redheaded boy across from Veronica said smiling. “And this is Jughead Jones.”

“Jughead?” Betty smiled,furrowing her brows.

“It’s a family name.” Jughead laughed. “And actually, it’s Jughead Jones the third.”

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Silhouette

So, as you all know, I’m quite obsessed with  FP Jones and this is the beginning of one of my many regular daydreams with him. I thought it would be nice to share it with you guys so here it is.

This is also my first time ever writing anything so….

English is not my first language (I’m Portuguese  so pleaseee forgive me for any mistakes, I’m really not that comfortable writing in English. 

Summary: FP saves the reader’s life (what a cliché) 

Word Count: +/- 1800

Warnings: Attempted mugging; mentions of blood; age gap (the reader is legal); if there’s anything else please let me know

Growing up in Riverdale isn’t easy. You had a few friends, Archie, Betty, Jughead and Kevin to be more precise. Betty was your best friend since you could remember and the two of you knew pretty much everything about each other. But, inevitably, all good things come to an end and soon came Veronica Lodge. They started to spend more time together and somehow you got benched. The fact that you were a bit older than the rest of the gang helped. You finished highschool earlier and eventually stopped hanging out with them. Jughead tried to talk to you since you were the only one that shared his passion for movies and writing. The two of you were also best friends, but you decided that it was best for everyone to just stay away. Before heading out to college you thought that it was a good idea to take a year off to work and save some money of your own (not that you needed it, your family was wealthy, but you didn’t want to live your life depending on them) and gain some experience, so you started working at Pop’s, your favorite place.


The night was clear and the sky was beautifully covered in stars. You had just ended your shift at Pop’s and the walk back “home” was peaceful. The quietude was soon brought to an end as you felt a strong grip on your hips. It was dark so you couldn’t see the person’s face but you were sure it was a man, a strong one, and he angrily pushed you against the nearest wall, causing your head to hit it. You couldn’t move. You couldn’t breathe. All you could feel was his hands running through your body searching from something to steal and the tears escaping your eyes. Since you were the daughter of one of the richest families and Riverdale he actually assumed you had something on you worth stealing, but you didn’t. When you felt his grip on you loosen a little bit you tried to get away but he ended up throwing you to the ground and your head hit the floor. 

Just as you were drifting into unconsciousness, another figure came and scared the man away, picking you up from the ground and whispering “hey…hey.. Y/N look at me, I got you”, and with that your vision went black.


You woke up a few moments later to a familiar scent. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes filled your lungs but somehow you found comfort in it. As your eyes scanned your surroundings, you realized you were in Jughead’s trailer. You had been there a few times before with him, but you knew he was currently living with Archie meaning he wasn’t the one that saved you earlier. Instead, your eyes landed on another person, FP Jones. You quickly sat up on the couch and he made his way towards you.

-“Hey” He said.

Your body was still in a state of shock and panic, but you manage to answer him, with a shaky voice

-“w-what happened?” you answered, your voice was so low you that weren’t sure he could even hear you.

-“I was actually hoping you could explain it to me” He said. “I found you on the ground, bleeding”

Your mind quickly started to remember the events from earlier and tears were soon falling from your eyes. FP didn’t know what to do. He wanted to hug you or to comfort you but he was the serpent leader, he wasn’t supposed to show a soft side. Besides, he didn’t know you that well. There was something about you that distinguished you from the rest younger population in Riverdale, in a good way, but he had never really put too much thought into it. He just noticed you every time you were around, hanging out with his son. So, instead of hugging you, he just took a sit next to you.

-“You’re safe here, I promise, no one is going to touch you Y/N” he said, with the sincerest tone, “look, you don’t have to say anything, just let me take care of that” he said, pointing to the cut on your forehead.

-“Oh…this…this is nothing, I’m fine, I’ll just go home” you answered, standing up from the couch and moving towards the door “Thank you Mr. Jones” you said, opening the door and looking down, voice barely above a whisper

FP let out a small laugh and moved right next to you. He was taller and, to be honest, quite intimidating.

-“Look Y/N, first of all, you’re not going anywhere with a cut like that. Second, if you really want to go home then I’ll take you, but there’s no way I’m letting you go alone in the middle of the night” FP closed the door behind you and grabbed the first aid kit from the cabinet next to him.

You had to admit it felt good having someone care about you after so much time being alone. You had pretty much lost all your friends and your relationship with your parents was terrible. They never showed any affection for you. Right now, they were ashamed of you, most likely for working at Pop’s. You had left your parent’s house and right now your living situation was a mess. You couldn’t allow FP to take you home because, honestly, you didn’t have one. For the past few weeks you had been crashing at different places.

You returned to the couch and allowed FP to take care of your wound. He cleaned the half dried blood that escaped from the cut on your forehead all the way down to your collarbone making you shiver. FP noticed but didn’t say anything, he cleaned the cut and applied a bandage on it making you hiss in pain.

- “Sorry” FP apologized, his hands still on you

- “It’s okay” you said offering a reassuring smile, at this point you could already feel your cheeks turning red

- “Can I ask you something? It has nothing to do with… this” he stated, signaling to the first aid kit and your forehead.

You were hesitant to answer, but after everything this man had done for you, you just simply couldn’t bring yourself to say no, so you just nodded your head and murmured a small “yes”

- “Why did you stop hanging out with my boy?” FP asked, furrowing his eyebrows, “I mean, I used to see you around with him, and the other kids but now…I don’t know I guess I’m just curious”

An awkward silence settled between the two of you. Your mouth slightly open, not expecting that particular question. His eyes scanning your face for any possible hints. You remained still for what it felt like an eternity, probably because you knew you couldn’t come up with an explanation, until you noticed a concerned look across his features, bringing you back to reality.

- “I honestly don’t know” you sighed, fidgeting with your fingers, “I guess we just grew apart, he’s dating Betty now which means he doesn’t need me that much, Archie started dating Veronica, Betty and Veronica are best friends and…” you ran your hand through your H/C hair “ I…I was left behind, but it’s not their fault”

FP looked at you with the most confusing expression spread across his face. He was tempted to let his tough man façade, that came with being a serpent, fall and just hold you in his arms. But he couldn’t.

- “Y/N… just so you know, nobody in their right mind would ever leave you behind” He stated “I think there’s a lot more to the story “

You two stared at each other for a few seconds before you decided to rapidly stand up, and immediately regretted it as you felt your legs tremble unsteadily beneath you, feeling light-headed. You would have fallen to the ground had FP not swooped in and manage to grab you, holding you against him.

As you regained your balance, he slowly loosened his grip on you making sure you wouldn’t fall.

- “Do you want me to take you home?”  FP asked, his hands on your shoulders

- “Mr. Jones, really I’m fine, so much better now, I can get there by myself “you answered, hoping he would let you go alone

FP ran his hands through his hair before letting them fall in his lap as he took a seat.

- “Like I said before, there’s no way in hell I’m letting you out of my sight tonight unless I can drive you home”

- “Mr. Jones, trust me, the odds of me getting attacked twice on the same night, in a town like Riverdale, are quite small, essentially zero.” You joked, earning a small chuckle from the man

- “Well, Y/N, essentially zero is not the same as absolute zero so I guess you’ll be staying here tonight, you can take the bed, I’ll crash on the couch, I’m not taking any chances”

You stared at the man, rising your eyebrows at his remark, as he gave you one of his shirts and showed you the way to his room.

- “I’ll be right here when you wake up, call me if you need anything” He said, smiling at you

-“Thank you Mr. Jones, for everything”

- “Please call me FP, Mr. Jones just adds me another 20 unnecessary years” He joked, slowly closing the bedroom door

-“FP it is” you laughed, “can you please leave the door open?” you asked, eyes drifting from the man standing in front of you to your hands.

-“yeah, of course” he said, “Goodnight Y/N”

-“Goodnight FP”

You laid down on his bed, feeling his scent in everything your delicate hands could touch and you couldn’t contain the smile that spread across your face. He was attractive, strong end he had just literally saved your life, quite the cliché. But he was also your ex-best friend’s father. The thoughts that stubbornly kept running through your mind at that moment were completely wrong, and a waste of energy. At least that’s what you kept repeating to yourself like a mantra.

In the meantime, FP took his jacket off and sat down on the couch. He could see you resting in his bed, wearing his shirt and holding one of the pillows to your chest. Your hair falling perfectly around your shoulders. That was the most peaceful and breathtaking scene he had perceived in a while. As he was laying on the couch, staring at the ceiling and kicking the boots off his feet, he couldn’t help but smile while repeatedly murmuring to himself “What is happening to me?”


So..this is it. It’s nothing fancy and well written but, like I said, this is the beginning of one of my usual daydreams about FP Jones and I thought I could be fun to share it with all of you :) let me know what you think

And That’s All She Wrote- Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Requested by my Love, @cute-mirei 

I imagine the reader always wanted to be an author, but isn’t good enough. So she starts to write/learning how to write screenplay and after years she got to be one of the authors for a screenplay where Tom Hiddleston is the main actor. And the reader has a crush on him, of course ^^“ Yeah and they met a set and maybe she helps him learning his lines etc. Well I’d like you to make a cameo appearance. The last time I really liked that! :) Yeah and maybe … Tom is bad on purpose so he’s getting to see the reader more often XD

I hope i gave what you expected Jo! Enjoy~

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As a kid growing up, writing had always been Y/n’s passion. When times got tough, she found her safe haven in pen and paper. Too bad she was never good at it, she adored the idea of being able to bring her imagination to life. But, of course to any writer, it’s easy to feel insecure about what you write. It’s easy to feel as if people will see it and go, ”Ugh. Another pile of cliché crap.
Thank God she had the support of her family, else she wouldn’t be here now. She has a lot to thank them for, if it wasn’t for the guiding hands of her parents, she’d probably be stuck in some underpaid job that she’s over qualified for. But her Dad once said, ” ‘Aim for the stars, do what you love. 'Cause in the end, it’ll all be worth it.’
So, when she was in high school, she made it her duty to top her English classes, she got into script writing. When she got out of highschool, she went to collage and worked hard to make her parents proud and make a name for herself. She got out with her bachelor’s degree and a shit ton of confidence. She was hired by Hollywood to write scrips for up coming movies, but it wasn’t just her there, there’s other people who were fine with competing against her for the spot. Basically, the director just gathered a few newbie screen writers and told them what to write on, and they’d pick the best from it. It has Y/n on the end of her nerves for the past five weeks.
And after all that, here she is, nervously biting her fingernails as she tapped her feet. They were getting their results today, she was called and she had been slowly counting down the hours.

"Oh would you calm down?” Danielle, who had become a very close friend of hers since she was hired by Hollywood says.
She was an actress, and a very good one at that. She had worked in the movie industry since she was nine, she had acted in really big movies, having minor rolls in the Harry Potter franchise, and then working with Marvel studios and BBC’s Doctor Who.
They were both in her apartment, a place where Y/n had spent most of her time. Danielle was doing her best to calm her nerves, seeing that every minute she’d check her email or pace around.

“What if they don’t like it?” Y/n wonders aloud, plopping down on the red couch behind her, sitting on the edge, rocking a bit out of nervous habit. “They would love it, they’d be crazy and stupid if they didn’t take yours. I swear, if I lose that bet to Ben, I’ll die.” Danielle mutters the last part, but Y/n catches it, turning her head so fast she could’ve gotten whiplash. “You and Ben made a bet on me?” she asks incredulously, her eyes widening as she stares at the mocha skinned girl.
Who just gives an apologetic smile, taking a sip from her smoothie. Y/n sighs, rubbing her temples, an old, familiar feeling of doubt settling in her stomach. The girl almost jumps out of her skin when her phone lets out a ping, her eyes trails down to her phone on the coffee table. “Well, go on. I’m right here with you Y/n,” Danielle smiles kindly, the hand she puts on Y/n’s shoulder was reassuring.

Deep breath now, Y/n.

The girl cautiously picks up the device, unlocking it, she sees the little G-mail notification at the top of her screen. She clicks on it, and was surprised to see that it was the director himself.
“Shit… Dani. It’s from Gabe.” Y/n says, and Danielle squeals, clapping her hands together, nudging her arm with her shoulder. “Go onn.”
With her heart pounding a mile a minute, she reads the email aloud for Danielle to hear as well.

'Hey, Y/n. Before I begin, I want to let you know that I am so impressed with your work. The first draft alone was just fantastic and exactly what I was looking for–’

“Well that’s good news,” Danielle mumbles, smiling like an idiot.

'I have to let you know that my screenwriters would get absolutely nowhere without you. So how about you come in on Saturday morning so I could introduce you to the crew?’

Oh.. my GOD! Holy Flaming fish sticks!

Through her shock of finding out that she actually got to where she wanted, Danielle scrambles for her phone. And she quickly calls her boyfriend, “Hey Ben. Yeah, you owe me fifty bucks.”
                      __________

“The the rest of the cast would be there, I think you should meet them.” Danielle smirks knowingly at Y/n who sat across from her in the back seat of a cab. It was month into filming, and Gabe had called her in because he wanted to see her for something or another.
Y/n was nervous, only because the one celebrity she was crushing on is going to be there. Danielle told her when the auditions came around, that a certain British actor would be working with her as the main character and she knew the girl had a crush on her now co-star Tom Hiddleston.
When the girls got to the set; a large green field, it was more country side than anything. There was a barn far off to the right edge of the field, and a horse stable not far from it. White tents were set up already, the makeup area and the food tents.
People were moving around busily, clearly putting things into order. It was a fairly sunny day, so they were doing a few of the outdoor shoots today.
“I’m gonna go get changed and head off to make up, you find Greg yeah?” Danielle says, turning Y/n in the direction that Greg would likely be before strutting away. She found Greg standing under a tent where the technical equipment was set up under, he was very easy to find, since he was in a black tee with DIRECTOR splayed on the back. As Y/n made her way over, a few of the crew members acknowledging her as she passed them.
“Y/n, Love, c'mere,” Greg says once she sees her, waving her over. Greg, was a really big director, he was a very flamboyant man with red hair and eyes like the night sky. He more acted like a kid high on caffeine than an adult, which made him very fun and easy to work with.
She didn’t see the other person standing there with him though, who he was chatting comically with. Greg wraps an arm around her shoulders when she steps up next to him, “Tom here, wanted to say a few things to you,” he smiles, motioning to a very calm looking Tom Hiddleston.

Oh God.

Y/n completely freezes up, this man is her idol, and to actually be meeting him now…a few are that privileged. Danielle comes skipping over, pulling to a halt next to the stunned Y/n and Tom who was beginning to look a lot more awkward.
“So Tommy, I see you’ve met my partner in crime,” She smiles, she had changed out of her dark jeans and white tee for horse riding gear. A white long sleeved blouse and high waisted  brown pants accompanied with black riding boots.
Tom smiles at them, running a hand through his hair that was dyed blond for his character. “Ah, yes. I just wanted to say that your work with the script was just….beautiful–perfect. It was amazing.” Tom stutters to find the right word to use, so he just goes with the ones that pop to mind. He didn’t expect the girl to be so pretty, dressed in a simple dark blue sun dress with high top converse sneakers, her hair tossed up into a mess of a bun.
When he read the script, he immediately knew why Gabe took hers at first glance. It was absolutely perfect, the way she wrote her characters – Wow.
Danielle, noticing the girl hasn’t said a word back to Tom yet, she nudges her with an elbow.
“Oh–yes. Uh, thank you. It was my pleasure,” Y/n says professionally, taking his hand in hers when he puts it out for her to shake.
“Tom, you’re up,” Greg calls, standing near the barn, his hands cupped around his mouth. Tom looks back the girls, smiling again, his eyes lingering on Y/n. “We’ll catch up later yeah?”
When Tom jogs over to where Gabe was standing, Danielle whistles lowly. Her brown eyes glued to Tom’s backside, “Girl, you are so damn lucky. If a guy that hot was hitting on me, I’d die.”

“I’m telling,” Y/n quickly replies, and Danielle snorts a laugh, “You’re hitting on Ben’s best friend,”
Y/n smiles when Danielle playfully pushes her shoulder, wiggling her eyebrows at her, “Scared I’ll take your man?”
With flushed cheeks, Y/n grumbles, “No. He’s not mine… Shut up.”

                       _______

For the past three weeks, Y/n was  on set more often. She and Tom had gotten a lot closer, only of course with Danielle’s prompting and she and Greg playing matchmaker for the past week. The three of them had been up to nothing but trouble. Currently the Y/n was in the bathroom on the set site, trying to get a coffee stain out of her white blouse. Tom had spilled it on her when they were talking and Greg had accidentally bumped unto the man.
Which just flared up a stream of swears from Greg, a lifetime worth in apologies from Tom and Y/n telling them it was alright. When she goes back outside, Tom was sitting against the wall. A script book with all his lines highlighted in his hand. He gets up and they both walk back down the hall, it was lunch time, so they could do whatever.
“Hey love birds,” Danielle shouts, getting both Tom’s and Y/n’s attention. She was standing at the snacks table, munching on a pretzel. Tom shakes his head and chuckles while Y/n’s cheeks flush pink, Dani had make it her duty to call them that since the sock incident.
They were sock sliding this one time and Tom sort of fell on Y/n, but before he could get up, they got lost in each other’s eyes. And Danielle never let that ’chick flick’ moment go.
Tom’s eyes were still stuck in in the book when they walked over, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. In honesty, he was trying to distract himself, because he noticed that for the past few days he had been feeling something that was more than just friendship to the young screenwriter. But, he was afraid to say anything, he didn’t want their friendship to be ruined and she hate him forever.
Later that day, they were once again getting ready to do more outdoor shots, Danielle was busy with that, and Y/n took that time to go see the horses in the barn. She’s been in there a few times to just pet the animals, there were only three horses, a stallion with a sleek black coat, a mare whose coat is very deep shade of brown with white socks. And a young one which is only five months old that’s brown as well.
Y/n walks quietly into the barn, she was a bit startled to see Tom there, petting the stallion. “Hey,” She says, announcing her presence to the British man. He looks over his shoulder briefly, smiling at her, “Hey.”
“I guess we had the same idea,” Tom chuckles, nodding at her. She smiles, walking over to pet the horse’s neck.
As Tom watches her he feels his heart skip a beat, how could someone be so beautiful just doing nothing at all? He must admit, he’s never felt this way about anyone in such a long time, and it scares him. All his past relations ended badly one way or another, and then to put his heart out again…..
“Y/n?” Tom calls softly, watching as she took her e/c eyes off the stallion to look at him. “hmm?”
“There’s something I need to tell you. And, I may regret this in the long run…” Tom swallows uncomfortably, chuckling nervously. Y/n gives him a confused smiles, wondering why he was suddenly acting nervous.
“This may seem forward. But the past few weeks I’ve known you has been nothing short of amazing. You are beautiful in every aspect of the word, a-and you make me feel so happy, just being yourself. An–”
Tom’s words were cut short when Y/n wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. “I–I didn’t finish… ”
Y/n giggles, “Shut up,”
Tom wraps his arms around her waist, letting himself get lost in her embrace. She pulls away, smiling up at him, “I thought I would’ve said it first.” She laughs softly, she could just stand there forever and drown in the blue of his irises.
“C-can I kiss you?” Tom asks, his voice barely a whisper. Y/n smiles, “I’d like that,”
The kiss was soft, and sweet, as one of Tom’s hand cups her cheek and her fingers tangle in his soft blond locks.
A loud shout of, “YES!” breaks the kiss, at the entrance of the barn was Danielle, dressed in a red flannel shirt and white jeans. She had a shit-eating grin on her face. Embarrassed,  Y/n hides her face in Tom’s shirt while he chuckles and Dani does a victory dance.
“Greg! You so owe me. Pay Up!”

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Preston stared up to the sky, the stars were twinkling in all their glory, despite his fool mood. It almost felt like they were monking him.

He remembered the phone call, the I’m sorrys, the promise of her being alright, ‘it’s just a routine visit’ after all, like it always was, since Preston could remember.
He felt tears coming, but tried to keep them in, he wouldn’t want Harrison to worry once he returned to their shared tent.

“Hey man…” Max’s voice was soft when he approached him, Preston turned his head, surprised to see the other boy standing behind him. It was a bright night, so he didn’t have trouble seeing Max’s face. He wished he couldn’t though.

“You earsdroped, didn’t you?” Preston asked, already knowing the answer anyways. “Yeah. Wanted to put a wasp nest into David’s drawer, sorry about that.” He said as he sat down next to Preston, letting his legs hang over the edge of the dock. “So…your parents aren’t showing either?” He asked carefully.

Preston nods. Tomorrow was 'parents visit the camp’ day, his mom was so excited about it, she wrote how she couldn’t wait to see all his friends and his theatre performance and…him. She wanted to see him most of all, since, even before the summer started they hardly ever could spent much time together. It would have been awesome if life for once gave them a break. But sadly life is a fucking bitch.

“She has a emergency 'routine’ hospital check up or in otherwords, she’s really sick but doesn’t want me to know.” He answered, Max nodded, “That sucks man.”

“What about yours?”

Max shruged, giving off a aura of indifference, “They never bother to come up with a excuse so who the hell knows? I’ve been going to this hell hole for 3 years now, they never showed up once. I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t even pick me up if it wasn’t required by law.”

Preston stared at the other boy, he couldn’t imagine how this must feel. His mom wasn’t responsible for not being home a lot. She always tried to do what’s best for him and shelter him from the bleak reality of their home situation.

Max just stared down at the reflection of the lake. “What about your dad? Can’t he make it?” Max asked suddenly, Preston was taken by surprise, it wasn’t like him to be interested in the private lives of other campers, or at least Preston thinks that’s the case, they didn’t really talk much.

“He ditched my mom when she was pregnant. He was about to go off to college while mom was still in highschool. Last time I heared from him he sent me a birthday card.” Preston didn’t mention that it had the wrong age or that he also was asking his mom for money back then.

“He sounds like a ass. If you have his adress I’m sure we can sent him some platypuss shit.” Preston laughed, “I will keep the offer in mind.”

“I think that’s the first time you actually talked like a normal person.” Max noted, Preston smiled, but it was bitter now, “I didn’t feel like acting tonight.” He said letting himself fall backwards. “I’m no good at it anyways.”

“So what? You’re 11. Of course you aren’t good yet, that’s why movies don’t let children play children, that and because they want to sexualize fictional 15 year olds and think it’s less creepy that way.” Preston giggled at Max’s blunt remark, he had a point.

They stayed in comfortable silence for a while, listening to the quiet noises of the surrounding woods. Preston tried to take small glimpses of the other boy now and then.
Somehow, despite all the crazy shit that went down in their camp, he never experienced a more sureal moment.

“Max?” He asked, carefully as if he was walking on eggshells, the other boy made a noice of acknowledgement. “Do you really believe there is no god?” It was a question that’s been on his mind for a while now. Max stared at him, his expression was hard to read, even with the pale moon light.

“If there is no god there also isn’t a heaven, right?” Preston continued, that heavy feeling whenever he thought about that was even worse while voicing it out loud. “And if mom-”

He broke off, feeling the tears well up around his eyes, “If mom-” he was sobing now, he was scared, confused and just couldn’t keep it in right now.
“She would just be gone Max.” He forced out between sobs. “I don’t-”, he tried to rub away the tears, tried to calm down, he shouldn’t have a breakdown now, not infront of somebody.

He gasped as he felt a arm wrap around his stomach, “Sorry, this is awkward.” Max said, as he leaned his head on Preston’s shoulder, “I’m not good at…emotions.”
Preston would have laughed if he wasn’t frozen in place. Max was hugging him. Max, of all people, was hugging him.

Did he enter the twilight zoon??

“I don’t know if god exists or not.” Max said, snapping Preston out of his shocked state. “I’m just a 10 year old. What do I know about shit like this? I don’t believe in it, sure, but that doesn’t mean I’m necessarly right. Maybe there is something waiting after death. Who the hell knows at this point?” Max said, he sounded like he was chosing his words carefully. “If the idea of heaven and god helps you then believe in it. If acting makes you feel better do it. Don’t listen to bitter assholes like me.”

Preston stared, his tears stopped now. He smiled as he wrapped an arm around the other boy’s shoulder. “Thank you Max.”
He said, letting himself enjoy the embrace.

“Don’t mention it.”

Preston stared up at the sky, the stars were still there, but somehow they seemed brighter now. Comforting.

Young Love, Awkwardness

josh dun x reader highschool!AU

summary: you go to the coffee shop josh works at almost everyday but he hasn’t caught on that you go to see him. 

word count: 877

warnings: none

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               Josh was strangely mysterious, and you loved it. You had barely spoken a few words to him despite going to the same school since middle school. You wondered what he thought about you.

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"Don't be so hard on yourself"

A/N Hello everyone! As always, thanks for the feedback and requests, 💕 I hope that you’ll like this short imagine. It was hard for me to write this because I’m feeling quite anxious and pessimistic at the moment. 

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Peter Parker x Reader 

Word count : 773 

 Highschool can be a really stressfull part of teenagers life. You are a true definition of a hard working, determinated person who always has time to help people, spend time with friends and family. You are a complete opposite of a narcissist. But because of the exams you spend every free minute you have - to study. You were just about to fall asleep during Biology class when bell rang meaning that the last lesson ended. It was a nice, sunny Friday afternoon in Queens, but instead of going outside with friends you had to study Chemistry. You looked like a mess, because you have been wearing the exact same clothes for probably a week. You planned to do as much work as you could that day. You wanted to have some fun on Saturday with your favourite nerds also known as Peter and Ned. You didn’t hang out with them in a while, they also have been revising some stuff. Meeting them was your motivation to study. 

After school you went to the library. It’s a lovely place to study, not only it’s quiet but it’s also homely and cozy. You found a table near the window. You took out your text books, notes from previous learning sessions and a thermos filled with your favourite drink. You also brought some markers and highlighters to mark the most important material. You were almost prepared to do all of the work, but there was on thing missing - power. You didn’t want to study, you wanted to rest. You decided to do something spontaneously. You packed all of the stuff back to the backpack only leaving your phone out. As you walked out of the library you decided to call your boyfriend. “Well hello Parker, are you home?” You asked hoping that the answer will be “yes”. “Yes… Yes, I’m currently home. Did something happen?” He asked concerned. “No, don’t worry. Do you mind if I’ll come?” “I’m waiting for you, May is going to make a meal for us.” “I’ll come in like 40 minutes?”
“Can’t wait, watch yourself darling,” he said. “See you in a while insect.” You basically ran towards your place, nearly tripping over own legs running up the stairs. You quickly unlocked the door and went to the bedroom to leave the backpack and to grab some clean clothes. Before going to Peter’s you wanted to take a shower. After 15 minutes you were ready to leave. You left a note for your parents, they were at work. “I’m staying overnight at Peter’s. I have my phone, if I don’t pick up call aunt May or Peter. I love you ♡” 

*

 You had a massive grin on your face when you saw Peter open the door. “Come in beautiful, MAAYYY, Y/N WILL STAY OVERNIGHT OKAY?” he shouted while you were taking of your trainers. “I HAVE A DINNER FOR YOU LOVEBIRDS, HURRY UP,” she shouted back. “Good afternoon sweety, how are you?” she asked politely, smiling as you entered the kitchen. “I’m great, what did you prepare? It smells so good!” you answered. “Toasts, with seasonal vegetables” she said in a very fancy way, you couldn’t help but giggle at her response.

*

 “Thank you so much, it was reaaally delicious!” You said, lifting from your seat. “You are more than welcome! You two should get some rest now, you have been sitting with your noses in books for way too long,” said May. Peter grabbed your hand and guided to his room. “I’m so tired,” you said sitting down on his bed.“I can actually see that,” he said with a shy smile plastered on his face. “I’m so scared that I will fail this Chemistry exam. I know that’s stupid, but I-I…” Now he could see tears forming in your eyes. “Baby, you have been working so hard throughout the whole year. Don’t worry, everything will be fine,” he said cupping your cheek in his hand. “It’s okay to fail. We learn from our own mistakes, right? But I’m sure you won’t fail. I swear, you are going to nail it!” He said being absolutely serious. “Thank you, I don’t know why I cry and get emotional because of such stupid things. School kills me,” you answered with a smile forming on your face. “I must agree with you. The real question is which movie are we going to wa-?” Peter was interrupted by a peck on the lips. You instantly felt much better. “I think I need a lot of cuddles tonight,” you said after pulling apart. “That’s fine by me,” Peter responded bringing you closer to him.

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who is michelle supposed to be? people were saying she's mj then they say she's not mj when I thought she was michelle gonzales? Haha

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“I have finally figured it out, you’re just a jerk.” Y/n says, crossing her arms, giving Tom a look he knew all too well. Her i’m-angry-and-i’m-never-letting-this-go look. “Oh, now I’m a jerk? Really? Is that the best you’ve got?” Tom says incredulously, rolling his eyes at the girl across from him. “Yes, asshat. Because that’s what you deserve.” He couldn’t believe this, after all they’ve been through, she decides that now is a good time to fight. Tom groans, letting his head lean on the back of the couch, closing his eyes for a moment. She isn’t serious about this right now.

“I forgave you for that one time you hit me with a broom!”

“Oh, gonna bring that up? I’m sorry Tom but you just ate my pizza roll and it can never be forgiven!”

“Can you two, just stop?” Jenna suddenly says, glaring at them, “Honestly, Y/n, your plate was closer to his hand than the box, so he took it from you. No big deal. Now shut up, I’m trying to watch this movie.” Y/n rolls her eyes at Jenna, taking her empty plate and putting it on the other side of her legs which were currently resting on Tom’s lap. He winks at her and Y/n had a hard time trying not to smile. It had been like this since the beach party, after he thought it was funny to drop her in the ocean. They’ve gotten quite close, they would see each other on her breaks at work, or they would do their jogs together and then spend the rest of the day at her place, since they both have nothing better to do.
Y/n was very surprised at first, Tom had been the one to ask if they could hang out more often and that was the day after the party two weeks ago. Tonight, is movie night, and Jenna had the choice of picking the movie, and her being herself went with a light hearted comedy. Not that Y/n’s complaining, it’s better than the horror film she went with last time.
“So, do you forgive me yet?” Tom whispers, moving closer to Y/n, throwing an arm around her shoulders. “No, go away.” Y/n mutters with a smile, picking up a fresh pizza roll to bite into.
Y/n was having fun, even though they’re just friends, it’s one of the things she cherishes most. She suspects, that perhaps in her mind it’s a little more than just their friendship she’s clinging onto. It’s just that, sometimes he looks at her in this way… it’s a way evey girl wants to be looked at, with such adoration. Y/n doesn’t know if he realises it, and she’s not about to tell him. She doesn’t want anything to ruin what they have now.


Oh my God....” Jenna mumbles, catching Y/n’s attention. It was Monday yet again, and as much as Y/n loved the weekends, work is always there to be done. She and Jenna were currently in the employee area, lounging around on their break. The employee area was a large room, filled with everything you could find in anyone’s apartment. It looked much liked to lounge area outside, with matching chair sets a few bean bags here and there, there’s even a refrigerator.
Jenna and Y/n were sitting on the couch, Y/n eating a chocolate bar, and Jenna busy typing away on her phone. Caleb was there too, but he seemed busy with peering into Jenna’s phone.
Jenna lets out an annoyed sound, looking down at her phone with a look of pure disgust.
“Woah.. Jen, who spat in your cheerios?” Y/n laughs, putting down the chocolate bar she was eating. Caleb, who sat on a bean bag next to Jenna snorts before breaking out into laughter. “What? what’s so funny?” Y/n asks, Caleb was too busy laughing, and Jenna rolls her eyes. “So, Jenna here, had asked Martha to fill her in on if anyone big comes through the front doors, right. And she just got slapped with it because the bitch of all bitches just came to Sephia.” Caleb says when he was finally able to calm down, patting Jenna’s shoulder when she scowls at him. Y/n was utterly confused as she watch as Caleb chuckle and shake his head, locks of bright pink hair falling into his eyes. Caleb Martinez was the king of gossip, there is absolutely nothing that goes on in Sephia that he doesn’t know about. Caleb works in the kitchen on some days, and there’s more talking down there than there is cooking. It’s also easy for Caleb to get the scoop when his boyfriend works directly under the manager.
“Okay….who’s that?” Y/n asks, not sure she actually wants to know.
“Do you remember that celebrity scandal two years ago?” Jenna asks, tossing her phone down on the thick carpeted floor. Y/n watches it hit the ground with a soft thud and raises an eyebrow, now if Jenna even loses her phone on her couch she has a fit, if she could just carelessly throw it down, this must be something.
“Which celebrity scandal? And how do you expect me to know? It was two years ago.”
Caleb pushes himself off the bean bag, standing up, managing to spill pop corn on the floor. “Shit… okay look. I’ll just say it, Sonja Mitchell.”
Y/n’s eyebrows raises, looking at Jenna, “No way. You’re kidding.” Caleb smiles shaking his head, “I shit you not,”
Sonja Mitchell is a new up coming actress in Hollywood, she’s been pretty big since her debut a few years ago. There has been rumors going around that she isn’t as nice as she seems, and Y/n isn’t one to judge anyone. Because, she doesn’t know Sonja, nor does she know her background. But there was a big scandal two years aback involving two guys and one Sonja Mitchell, it’s mostly in the back of everyone’s minds mow, seeing that it was two years ago.
But clearly, Jenna has something short of a one woman vendetta, and Y/n wants to know why she’s so peeved.
“So what’s with her?” Y/n asks Caleb pointing at Jenna, since honestly, he knows the girl best. They having gone through middle and highschool together, and now collage.
“Oh, that is a very funny story.” Caleb says before catching the glare Jenna was throwing his way, “Okay… not so funny.” he mutters. “Sonja and Jenna were friends in highschool, back in the day. And she had a reputation of ruining people’s lives,”
“Jenna had this boyfriend….Jack I think his name was. They were going good for about a year, until he cheated on her with Sonja. And not only that, Sonja made a big deal out of it and went to prom with him.”
Y/n winces, looking at Jenna, “Ouch,” and Caleb nods. “Yeah, and when she got out of highschool to get into acting, she kind of embarrassed Jen in front of the entire school… it wasn’t pretty.”

When it was time to get back to work, the tree went their separate ways, Jenna, behind the bar counter, Caleb had gone back to work at the pool, doing his life guard duty and keeping an eye on the children. And Y/n, back to tiding up rooms. She had been up and about for an hour, making sure that the rooms were clean and such. So far, she’s seen Tom a few times, he was apparently everywhere, but he was sure to announce his presence at a good distance now, even though that broom thing had become no more than a joke between them.
Y/n pulls the cart of cleaning supplies behind her, using the key on her key chain to unlock the pale white door she stood outside of. This was her last room before going back downstairs, she only works the bar on Fridays, so she was more than happy to get this over with. Y/n pushes the door open, stopping short upon seeing a blonde girl in there. “Hey. Don’t they teach you how to knock in here?” She snaps. 


Oh great, do I have a thing for going into rooms people haven’t left yet? 


Sonja Mitchell, yes, this is her. Y/n has seen enough pictures to know her anywhere and after that long and very descriptive explanation on why she should not wear heels by Jenna Norman. Her round face held an undignified scowl that could only be for Y/n. She though, bushes it off, she’s had bad days too and trust me, the girl snaps at air. So, Sonja is probably just having a bad day?
“Oh.. Sorry, I didn’t know you were in.”
“And that’s why you knock.” She rolls her green eyes, shaking her head. Y/n had to bite her tongue to stop herself from saying anything, she’s a bit rude, but it’s nothing she can’t handle, it’s not like she hasn’t handled her type before. “Right, I’m sorry,” Y/n apologizes, hoping that it didn’t come out as mean as it did in her head.

Better to just get her out of the way right now, because I totally don’t need this.

Sonja gives her an eye roll before walking out of the room, closing the door behind her. “Okay…” Y/n mutters, shaking her head before getting to work. Make that a very bad day. She sighs and looks around. Sometimes she wonders of she’d ever get over how big the rooms are.
There wasn’t much to clean, just the bed sheets to change and making sure the the shampoos were replaced. When Sonja got to her room, she had made a fuss about the shampoos in the bathroom not being to her taste, Caleb had over heard the commotion, and had told Jenna, who told Y/n.
Y/n made her way out of Sonja’s room, bumping into someone. And right then and there she prayed it wasn’t Sonja. “Y/n…. ”
She turns around, seeing Tom, “Oh, thank God, it’s just you…” she smiles and Tom chuckles.
“Yes, it’s me.” he says, helping her pull the cart out of the room. “Are you going downstairs now?”
Y/n smiles and nods, “Yeah, gonna hang out with Jen before I g–”
“Tom?”
Tom turns around and Y/n didn’t have to try to look around him to see who it was, because in the next moment, she was all over him. Sonja wraps her arms around Tom’s neck, glaring at Y/n from her position. “Sonja, hi.” Tom says, the smile evident in his tone, when she finally lets him go, she looks at Y/n with a very obvious fake smile. “Who’s this?” she asks, as if she had just seen her twenty minutes ago.
“Oh, This is Y/n, a friend of mine. Y/n, this is Sonja,”
Y/n smiles sweetly, like she is not currently plotting the girl’s murder. Because it’s very clear that she doesn’t like Y/n, for no reason what so ever. The nerve of some people. “Nice to meet you, Sonja,”
“You don’t mind if I borrow Tom for a bit do you? It’ll only be for a moment,” She asks, smiling again, and Y/n nods. It’s not like it’s bothering her, he could hang out with whom ever he pleases. “Sure, I have work to do anyway,”

Anything to get away right now.

“I’m sure you do,”
With an inward curse, Y/n turns and makes her way to the elevators. Not missing Sonja’s words, “Oh, Tom, I have so much to tell you about my trip.”

I’m gonna kill her.


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Simon vs headcanons

@fandoms-are-my-lifestyle and I have been talking headcanons, so I decided I really needed to start making a list. 

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(putting a cut bc i have no idea how long this’ll turn out)

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Why I will never give up

I have wanted to be a visual development artist since I was 4 years old.

When it was time to choose my high school, I went for the Institute of Art, which had several hours a week dedicated to drawing and painting. My teachers advised me against it, because they said that kind of school was for people who didn’t want to do anything with their life. The average high school here has about 30 hours of classes every week. We had 42.
I graduated with their highest scholarship and the highest score ever.

After highschool I enrolled at the university for foreign languages because my parents wanted me to have a plan B in case I wouldn’t succeed at animation. But at the same time I enrolled into an animation school because like hell I would drop that dream.
I left university after a month to focus on animation. Again, my teachers told me I was making a big mistake, wasting my potential.

After 3 years of animation school, I wasn’t nowhere near the skill level I was expecting from myself, so I started looking for any online school I could find. I attended several online classes, workshops and masterclass. I’m still doing it, and it’s been three years.

In the meantime, I’m still living at home with my parents and they have no idea of what I’m doing. They don’t even know what a visual development artists does. They probably still think that my job is to draw a bunch of characters each day while watching animated movies.
They keep joking about the fact that I spend the whole day sleeping at home, and when I dare to mention how tired I am, they ask why, since I’ve done nothing all day.

I actually wake up at 7 each day, weekends included, and I start my day, studying, working on commissions, working on my portfolio (which I update basically every month), working as background artist for an amazing 2D animated movie with a terrific team of people from all over the world, and constantly exercising to improve. Usually I go to bed at 2.

My parents support me, for real, but they just have no idea. I have the constant fear that I’m not good enough. That I’m just wasting my time. They keep telling me to get a “real job” and focusing on more realistic goals, and then “maybe, something will happen who knows?”

They don’t know I have to be constantly involved in what I’m doing, that you have to be in the right place at the right time, that you can’t just “hope” to get there.

They also don’t know of all the applications I sent that got a no for an answer, or about all the projects I’ve worked on since I graduated.

I have a friend of mine that knows me since I was little. He knows about my ambition, and every time we see each other he would ask me if “I’m already working for Disney” with a smug smile on his face, already knowing the answer.

I know that this might not work. I’m okay with doing any job I get while I try to get there.
But I will. I will because I know this is what I’m supposed to do. I’ve known it since I was a kid. I know because each time I watch my favorite animated movie, my favorite animated series, I get that wave of passion and energy that makes me get right back to work.
I can’t imagine my life goal to be anything else, and I’m going to prove anyone who just politely smiles, with compassion in their eyes, every time I mention what I do that they are wrong. I’m going to clear that smug smile off my friend’s face, and to make my parents proud showing them that I know what I’m doing.

I wrote this crazily long post because I need to remind me this every once in a while, and maybe there is someone else out there who needs to read this too.

Sprace Domestic Series (pt. 2)


(Part 1

(AO3)

“Jack, I’m gonna need your help.” Spot said quickly into the speaker of his cell phone.

“What is it now, Spot?” Jack asked, slightly annoyed. He was far past the point where Spot’s phone calls scared him, but they usually involved dragging his butt home after one too many beers or to scare away some nasty guys.

“Well you see,” how was he supposed to ask for this kind of help? Sure, he’s called Jack a couple of times to get him out of various situations but never for anything that actually mattered.

“I’ve got a date.” he finally admitted.

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Golden Eyes (Edward Cullen x Reader)

Prompt: “reader goes to the forks Highschool and Edward falls for her but doesn’t know she’s an half vampire? Also the reader and Carlisle know each other forever” (requested)

Word Count: 1,303

A/N: Thanks to @jhoranxx for the request ♥ It’s been a while since I read the books or watched the movies, so sorry if Edward seems a little ooc, also I changed the request a little itty bit, but I hope that you like this! ps: I might do a part 2 of this, but not now for sure, I have to watch twilight again haha

High school, a dreadful place for every teenager, but after hundreds of years of attending you get used to it, and today was a new start to another school year on another place, this time we moved to Forks, apparently my dad had a friend living there, Carlisle, who I knew but haven’t seen him in a couple of years; he was the one who helped my dad when I was born, after all, hybrids are not a common thing in our world and dad needed help when he lost my mom, so Esme and Carlisle helped him.

I closed my eyes and sighed before exiting my car, while walking through the parking lot I could feel some eyes on me, dad already told me that this was a little town so when a new student comes is a novelty, I looked around and saw a tall guy looking at me, I knew he was a vampire, I could tell because of his smell, anyway, I just shrugged it off, I already knew that they were vampires around here so I continued my way to the principal’s office to know my schedule.

Edward’s POV (third person)

He could feel that scent, it was similar to a human’s scent yet sweet as a vampire, he looked through the parking lot to find the owner of it and when he found it he couldn’t help but to feel attracted to it.

The one who carried that sweet fragrance was a girl, her skin looked paler than a human but not much as a vampire, he wanted to look away but he couldn’t, there was something that he didn’t understand.

“Why I cannot hear her thoughts?”

Oddly enough, he wasn’t able to hear what she was thinking, that intrigued him even more. He would had stared at her even more, but suddenly she turned away and locked her eyes with his, “golden eyes”, he quickly turned away and followed his family inside the school, but his mind was far away thinking about that strange girl.

She couldn’t be a vampire, she doesn’t have the features, but he was sure she wasn’t a human…was she?

(Y/N) POV

Once school was over I drove back home where I found my dad laying on the couch watching TV, I hopped next to him.

“Hard day, I see, huh?”

“Oh yes, exhausting actually” he responded with a deep sigh. “I was thinking that we could go and visit Carlisle, it’s been a while since we last saw him” he looked at me with an eyebrow raised.

“Sure, let’s go”

After a short 20 minute drive we arrived to Carlisle’s house and damn he had good taste and money probably, his house was one of the most beautiful houses that existed in Forks, my dad looked at me with a grin on his face, he surely was thinking the same as me.

We walked to the door and my dad rang the doorbell, in a matter of seconds Carlisle was already opening the door and greeting us inside, and if the outside looked good the inside was ten thousand times better. Carlisle showed us the living room and guided us to the kitchen where Esme was preparing something, when she turned to look at us she smiled happily.

“I can’t believe how much you’ve grown, (Y/N), you look so beautiful” she hugged me and greeted my dad “I made some snacks for you, Carlisle told me that your dad called and said you were coming so I took the opportunity to finally use the kitchen properly”

I chuckled “Thanks, Esme, it wasn’t necessary”

“Let’s sit down, I want to know how everything was for you two, plus Edward is coming back from school and I want you to meet him, the others went hunting so they won’t be here now” she said to me, and I smiled.

Edward’s POV (third person)

When Edward crossed the front door he wasn’t expecting that strong wave of sweetness that hit him like it did at school, even more, he wasn’t expecting to see the same girl from school sitting next to Carlisle and Esme. He went down the stairs and as soon as Esme saw him she got up and gently pushed him closer to the couch where the girl was next to a man, who he supposed was his dad, who was a vampire, he could already tell.

“Edward, this is (Y/N) and Jeremy, her dad, they are old friends and they recently moved to Forks” she explained to him.

He got closer to shake Jeremy’s hand, then grabbed (Y/N)’s hand and kissed it, he could see that she blushed a little and strangely he liked that.

“Ed, could you show (Y/N) around? Show her the house” Carlisle asked him and he nodded.

(Y/N) POV

I got up from the couch and followed Edward up the stairs, he gently showed me the entire house, I got to know him a little bit, not that much though, he wasn’t very talkative.

At the end we ended in his room, huge room, full of windows with a beautiful view of a forest, also there was a big collection of books and CD’S.

“Ah, this is my room” he nervously commented which made me chuckle a little bit.

“You really have a lot of music in here, I think I know what you do on your free time” I said jokingly and saw him smile, I turned to look to the outside through the windows and an uncomfortable silence surrounded us.

“I’m sorry I’m not that fun, Emmet is the funny one around here, I’m usually the quiet one” I looked at him, he looked embarrassed.

“Don’t worry, I like this, the tranquility” I looked again at the forest “I wish I had a view like this at my house, I would sleep so much better if it was this quiet” I looked at him again and this time he seemed to be confused or something like that “¿Is something wrong?”

He smiled again, “No, nothing” silence filled the room again “If you don’t mind me asking, why did you and your father moved here?”

I thought the answer for a moment, I knew that Edward realized that my father was a vampire, but I wasn’t completely sure that he knew what I was, anyway I answered honestly.

“I finished high school on the other town we were, and my father thought it was moment for us to leave, he remembered he had a friend in Forks and decided it could be good that we came here” he seemed kinda shocked, I guessed he didn’t thought I was like him.

“So, you are a vampire? How come?” I knew by his tone that he was intrigued “I don’t want to sound weird, but your scent and by the way your heart beats sounds you don’t look like one”

“I’m a hybrid, we are really weird but we exist, I thought everyone knew”

“Fascinating” he replied and smiled again.                  

At one point we both ended up sitting on the couch he had in his room, he opened more to me and we both started talking, he asked questions about me being a hybrid, and I asked him about his life at Forks.

Edward’s POV (third person)

He didn’t know why, but he couldn’t take his eyes off her nor he wanted to, her voice was like a melody to him and he couldn’t help but smile every time she smiled, her eyes, her golden eyes attracted him more than anything else, he wanted to know more about her, there was something about (Y/N) that was so intriguing to him, and so fascinating, he just wanted more.

Little did Edward know that he was slowly falling for her.

More or less (than) friends

Summary: Phil is popular and cool and has lots of friends, Dan is shy and doesn’t have any friends. Neither of those things turn out to be ideal, but they might be ideal together. 

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Dan is just constantly blushing in this one and that’s about it. 

Excerpt: ‘Hey pretty boy, whatcha doing?’ Phil asked. Dan tried to hide his blush the compliment had brought out (and failed) and quietly answered: ‘homework, you should try it sometime.’  

Genre: fluff 

Word count: 2.9K 

A/N: So I should be studying for my test week next week, but instead this happened. I hope you like it :)
~Lonneke

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Another pick-up line? || Stiles Stilinski

kinda inspired by smooth stilinski (this series by truealqha that you should totally check out bcs its hilarious)
Also freshman!Stiles 

——–

You walked into your first class, chemistry. Today, you were starting highschool and you were very worried about it.

“Is this place taken?” you asked 

“No” the girl smiled

You sat next to a girl with strawberry blonde hair and to her side, one guy was staring at her while the other one looked scared to start class

“hey there” you heard the guy with the buzz cut say 

She simply looked up at him and then back to her phone, continuing to text 

“Did we have class together, because I swear we’ve had chemistry” he said and she continued to ignore him which made you chuckle

“What?” he asked looking at you

“The line isn’t gonna work, we’re in chemistry and it’s the first day of school” you said 

“Technicalities” He said and another laugh left your mouth 

“I told you so” his friend said “By the way, I’m Scott and he’s Stiles” 

“Nice to meet you, I’m Y/N” you smiled before the teacher walked into class

A few days later, you were in the middle of class when stiles called on the girl next to you “Lydia” he whisper-yelled

She ignored him and so he continued to call her “What?” she finally said 

“Are you related to yoda?” he asked and she sighed “Because yodalicious” 

You choked on a laugh “Star wars pick-up line?” you raised your eyebrow at him “You’re seriously desperate”

“Okay then, Mrs.pick-up-line-pro” he said “how about you try a pick-up line out” 

The bell rang, as in perfect timing for you to escape “I’m no pro, but you can do better Stiles” you said and left class

Weeks passed and each day, stiles would try to tell you a pick-up line, but you were still not impressed our usually knew the line already 

“Hey Y/N” you heard call as he ran to catch up with you in the parking lot

“Hi Stiles” you said looking at the boy that you were slowly developing a crush on

“are you a parking ticket?” he asked, and you rolled your eyes

“Why? Because I’ve got fine written all over me?” you asked

“And here I thought I was original” he mumbled sarcastically and you chuckled

When you reached the bus station you stopped to face him “So uhm.. are you doing anything tonight?”

“me and scott are going to Jackson’s party, you’re invited right?” he stopped when he saw the bus coming

“Yeah, I’ll see you tonight then” you saw him smile before you entered the bus 

—-

Entering the party made you feel uneasy, it was your first high school party and you had hardly made any new friends. 

Five minutes into the party and somebody had already spilled a drink on your dress making you even more annoyed

You ran to the bathroom but while doing so you also ran into stiles

“What’s the rush?” Stiles asked following you as you walked to the bathroom and tried cleaning your dress 

“I’m kinda busy here” you said trying to wipe the liquid away but failing, which made you groan 

“I can give you-” Stiles started but you were too annoyed for his jokes right now 

“I’m not in the mood for pick-up lines, stiles. Can you hang on?” you said

“Actually” he took off his jacket “I was going to offer you this but since you asked, I always have a pick-up line with me”

you lowered your face and blushed with embarrassment “I can’t hold on because I’ve already fallen for you” he said and you smiled

“That’s a new one” you laughed

“I know, I’m getting better at these” he chuckled

the two of you walked out of the bathroom and earned a few weird looks from people around you making you more uncomfortable 

“I think I’m going to head home” you said “It’s a few blocks away, so I’ll walk”

“Great, Then I’ll walk with you”

“Thanks”

The two of you left the party in silence, tonight was horrible for you and you wanted nothing but to sit home and watch a movie

“Hey baby” Stiles said stopping in his tracks and you knew a pick-up line was coming your way any minute

“Yeah?” you stopped walking too

“Well shit” he said “You’re so beautiful I forgot my pick-up line”

you blushed but quickly realized it was the actual line “I can officially say I’m impressed with how far this stupid pick lines have come” you said “I almost fell for it”

Stiles’s smile fell off his face

“You know Y/N, I need to tell you something” his voice sounded very serious which was new to you “I actually seriously like you”

your lips parted, you were shocked and couldn’t even reply to his bluntness

“I can’t hide it anymore okay?” His eyes and his were still locked “Jokes aside, I seriously like you”

“Stiles I..” Every word you wanted to say suddenly became hard for you to pronounce

“It’s fine if you’ll reject me, I just needed you to know this because I’m getting sick of coming up with pick up lines. Truth is, I said the first one to lydia as a dare from Scott, but it caught your attention and I’m sick of acting” he rambled “I just– please tell me– say anything”

The look on his face broke you, you realized that he went out of his way for you and that he was worth it “I can’t” you answered him before pressing your lips to his “Stiles, you’re amazing” you admitted when you broke apart

he smirked “not as amazing as—”

“don’t” you chuckled before kissing him again

A PROPER INTRODUCTION POST!!

soo hi yall ive been waiting to share this; a proper introduction post of myself to all of the studyblrs community💗 i love yall💕

i really like to tell you guys stories so, pardon about anything i write in this, but i hope i could make more friends here💖 my ask and messages always open💞

ok, before that, i write this through my phone so theres no bigger, bold, or italic word(s)😊😊:))

soo, lets get started!!!

my name is Bilfach Rachma Nur Effendi. people call me Bilfach but they often misspelled it to bil-fuck uGh, soo just call me Bilfy instead, lot easier😁 (my friend discovered that name!! she was somehow supporting me when i was doing a sport which i forget what sport and she yelled that name; back to grade 10😀)
i am 18yo, since last November. a true Javanese girl, in a full-of-people island in Indonesia😊 yall have to know Yogyakarta aka my hometown, beside Bali, here is like the second paradise of Indonesia!! if youre planning to come here its my pleasure to be your tour guide!! one week would never be enough to explore all but ive lived here for all my life and i couldnt find any reason to not love this romantic city💖
i graduated from highschool last year, fron a science major and did a cross-major fod university, went to Brawijaya University-International Relations major for like a semester but my depression couldnt handle it😅 pretty much culture shock than ever and i miss home a lot and yeah my parents kinda forced me to take that one and guess i wasnt so happy with it. (anyway i told everyone about this just because, even you have mental ilnesses, yall still can be the best of you, whatever version you want to, you decide you!!) ((well yes i almost killed myself when i was in Malang yes the city of my last university, it was a scary experience, i was so near to death; but then taking a rest and back to your loved is slowly healing me💗 and if you have the same problem as i am, you gotta know that yall CAN DO IT!!! believe me!!))
now im preparing myself for SBMPTN17 (the nationally university test) and UTULUGM17 (the university test by its own), oh and yes i found my passion in my International Relations major!! so yeah im currently on my way to reach Gadjah Mada University-International Relations major😉😉

ok now, who doesnt love Harry Potter??? like how could youuu??!?
lol nah ok im a Ravenclaw (which i actually wanted so bad to be a Slytherin but the sorting hat already decided from 0) but im proud of my house!!
ive a Ragdoll Cat Patronus; and my wand details are 12 and a quarter inches, sycamore wood, with unicorn hair core🐲(i know its a dragon but Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus!!)
and after all, i love movies!!! drama, comedy, romance, sci-fi are the most movies genre ive watched so far!!

i love music!! (who doesnt??!)
i listen to the regular pop, pop punk, pop rock, heavy metal, deathcore, easycore, indie, alternatives and also reggae and sometimes jazz🎶🎶
i love Justin Bieber like since One Time and 5SOS!!! these idiots are getting bigger than ever lol im sad;(
and bands!! i love bands so much!! ive a lot of list of bands to listen but heres a few; Bring Me the Horizon, Our Last Night, Architects, Walls of Jericho, Halestorm, Pee Wee Gaskins, Revenge The Fate, The Neighbourhood, Asking Alexandria, Sleeping With Sirens, August Burns Red, Tonight Alive, The Maine, ONE OK ROCK and so many more omg i cant write it all:(
i do listen to kpop too, bUT ONLY 2NE1 AND THEYRE DISBAND-ED GODNESS WHYYY IM STILL SAD OVER THE FACT THAT THERES NO LONGER 2NE1 omg😭😭😭

anyway, music made me meet my boyfriend!! hehe, weve been dating since last year of highschool which means weve been dating for more than a year😉😉😉💗 i love him!! a lot!! lol he has that spanish name i always adore💞 (yes his father was studying spanish the time he born)!! and he is now currently studying English Literature major in Sanata Dharma University📚📚 (his biggest achievement yet omg im so proud of him💖)

and thats it?!??!?
i guess naaah because id like to tell you theres no muji store in my city, theyre only in the capital of Indonesia which is Jakarta which is about +-500kms away from my city hAA SO FAR (can someone pls buy me one lol or a mildliner it would means the world to me😂😅)
my dad runs a kinda stationery shop but yall know its the cheap and cheap anf theyre all made in china💸💸

oh and yes, im a hijabi (yall know right that my icon is Alessia Cara) but a supporter of humanities!!! id love to have my own community soon maybe called #bringbackthehumanity since my country facing a humanity crisis;(( soo if youre interested in humanity lets talk💕💕💕

and the reason im here is because; lack of motivation? not really even tho yess this studyblr community give me a lot of motivations!! well its because i love being here, yall make me so happy just by seeing your notes and thoughts💞💓 even tho i kinda left studyblr about 6-8 months ago (you can call it hiatus anyway because im back again lol)

and ofcourse as an end of an introduction post, heres a list of my fav studyblrs that inspire me a lot💗💞💓
@academiix @aescademic @aestudier @alicethinks @areistotle @artstdy @bookmrk @brbimstudying @caffestudy @cee-studies @cmpsbls @cmstudy @diehardstudyblr @dotgrids @educatier @einstetic @eintsein @elkstudies @equaticns @eruhdit @estudier @faetherial @focusign @genspen @getstudyblr @grangergrades @graphis @hachikostudies @hardworkign @hella-smart-nerd @hermionegoals @highlightcrs @intellectus @kaisdesk @katsdesk @kolstudies @kyliestudies @lazeystudies @legallychic @logarlthms @lycheestudy @meowtlining @mildlincrs @milkystudies @motivaytions @my-little-studyblr @nahstudies @neko-studies @ngambis @nocturnalstudyblr @notesworthtea @obsidianstudy @ofminervas @pencyls @polkastudies @productiveowl @productivityplant @promestheus @revisinc @rotina-de-estudo @sapphirestudy @scholarly @smhstudying @socratesy @somestudy @sootudying @sophocused @sstudys @stillstudies @studenting @studiix @studink @studistrict @studiversal @studyable @studyblr @studybuzz @studycause @studyign @studyingroses @studyinsound @studykouffee @studymeows @studyordium @studypetals @studyplants @studyquill @studytherin @studytildawn @stuhde @stuhdies @stuhhhdy @succulentstudy @sundayscholar @tbhstudying @thearialligraphyproject @thecoffeedesk @theorganisedstudent @theteadesk @victoryrolls WOW THERES A LOT AND I STILL HAVE LOTS oK but importantly thank you for your existence i love yall sm omg💗💞💓💕

sincerely, from not so a new studyblr, with love💖