#devyn answers

[oyprongs]

I just read A Cashmere Christmas Miracle and I love your characterisation of Lily and James so much!! And also your writing is lovely! (And also unrelated to you, but related to me, I’m four months from turning eighteen so I felt very included in their little world and thank you for that)

ahh thank you!! i'm glad you liked it and happy very early birthday!

[supportivespaceforsurvivors]

I saw one of my abusers today. He was with a girl probably about my age and it kills me knowing she has no idea what he's like. Just thinking about him makes me want to throw up so today hasn't been great. It hurts to think that a girl my age is going to go through what I went through and she has no idea yet. I hate him so much.

Hi, anon.

I am so sorry you had to see one of your abusers. It can be really difficult knowing that they could be hurting someone else. I completely understand why you hate him. I hope you were able to do some self-care after seeing him.

Mod Devyn

[lawfvlhunter]

❛ like what you see? ❜ -Devyn

&. 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

She hadn't been staring, had she? No, of course not. She was a professional at all times. Well, except for the secret about her reuniting with her brother, or the feelings Theo gave her, or...being stunned silent by a woman speckled with blood.

❛ like what you see? ❜

"A success for the OEA is always what I want to see." That was a nice recovery...right?

[jxckchxmpi0n]

hi :) love your writing btw

could you possibly do something where jack and actress!reader are both in scream 6 and they’re like really close or in a relationship and she steals one of his hoodies or shirts and he notices while hanging out on sept or in his trailer or something? (prompt being “is that my shirt?”)

tysm ilyyy

Behind the Scenes

Jack Champion x femReader! | m.list

Summary: the on screen relationship started to form off-screen. You and Jack aren't against it.

Warning: just fluff

Word count: 509

Did not proofread.

Ahhh, hi love! I hope you enjoy this! Thank you for requesting this ♡

Edit: first small post <3

There was about a week left to film Scream Six. Over the last few months, you have grown so close with the cast, both you, Jack and Devyn were welcomed with open arms. There was always something fun happening on set with everyone.

And with the last few days of your shoot, you decided to hang out longer on set even if you were done. At some point you and Jack became inseparable. always being at each other's sides having inside jokes. everyone saw the feelings you two had for each other and so did you, but both of you wanted to wait until filming and the press tour were done before going any further.

you were waiting for him in his trailer while he finished shooting his last scene. mindlessly scrolling through your phone you looked up seeing the door open. he came in with his blue shirt with fake blood on the front when he saw you he had this big smile. "oh there you are i was looking for you" he came in and closed the door behind him.

"been here the whole time" you sat up a little bit so he could sit next to you. he had a tired expression "long shoot?" you asked turning to him you rested on the back of the couch holding your head up.

he took the spot next to you closing his eyes for a moment and nodded. you kept quiet knowing he needed the silence. he eventually turned his head to you with a small smile on his lips. "what?" your voice was in a low whisper.

he lets his eyes linger on your face taking in all your little details. his eyes drifted taking in the familiar color jacket. he lifted his head and looked at the jacket closer then looked back at you.

you had a small smile on your face the corners of your lips tugged up as you looked at him. he reached out grabbing the material. then looked back at you. "is- is that mine?" he asked with a softness and with a chuckle following it.

you looked down and smiles "i got cold" you didn't answer his question so he looked at you reached up to lift your chin up.

"did you take my jacket?" he asked his voice soft but also raspy from being tired.

you nodded "i was cold and it was just here on the couch" a big smile took over his face as he thought about how cute you were. his hand brushing your jawline so softly.

"you know i like you wearing it" he said softly. your cheeks filled with a heat as you blushed.

your heart beating fast at this little moment. his chest also pounding from his heart rate. "keep wearing it" he let go of your chin and let his hand rest back into his lap.

you guys stayed in his trailer for another hour just talking and sharing soft little touches. the desire for the press tour and filming wanting to be over faster.

[fangirlmermaid]

Bun In The Oven

Part 2 of And Then There Were Three

pairing: John Walker x Fem!reader

Note: Thank you to everyone who liked And Then There Were Three!!

I just went with the flow with this one, and with that, it somehow threw out the whole reader and Walker hating each other bit.

@gabby10100 @devyns-lollipop @lazyneonrabbitt @princesschyanne @katerinavalentine1922 @daisydark

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Your eyes squint at the bright light hanging above you. Where am I?  you wondered. 

Your eyes adjust to the empty medical wing in the tower. You shifted in the bed, trying to get comfortable on the cheapest twin XL mattress Valentina could buy. The bed was normally uncomfortable, but whatever was on you made this mattress a living nightmare.

You looked and noticed that a surgical drape sheet was hanging behind you boobs, blocking off your view of your lower body. You tugged on the sleeve of your grey long-sleeved Henley shirt as a million thoughts ran through your head.

What the fuck is going on?

Did Cupid hurt you to the point you needed surgery?

If so then where the fuck is the medical staff?

Growing impatient you mumbled “fuck it”, You tried to sit up but something prevented you were strapped down or something? You grabbed the sheet and ripped it off. You stared in horror at what you saw, your stomach was swollen as if you were nine months pregnant, but that’s impossible, you have to have sex to be pregnant, and it’s been a while for you.

You placed your hands on your stomach trying to suck it back to it’s orignal size; didn’t work. Pushing it hoping that the swollen part was like play doh or something and it would roll right off but no. Whatever was inside you started to move your stomach side to side, you jerked your hands back into your chest.

Then the mission came back to you. 

The need for someone to explain took over. You ripped off your heart monitors, swung your legs over, grabbed the half length bed rails and shimmied off the bed; it took you a few tries.

Almost falling over from the cinder block weight stomach, you used the rail for support “Fuck…why is it so heavy?” You huffed, looking down at your stomach. You gasped from feeling whatever hell spawned in you, move, you needed answers.

You stumbled into the living room in the Watch tower, grabbing the closest wall or object to keep you steady. Normally, there would be at least one person here just hanging out, but today, not a soul to be found. You were on the verge of tears, you just wanted whatever this thing is out of you, and you wanted to chop off Cupid’s head so you could mount it above your bed.

“(Y/N)?”

You looked over your shoulder, where you found Bob holding a jar of Goober and a spoon. Relief washed over you: “Walker is going to kill me.” Bob panicked.

Before you could ask what he meant you heard the elevator ding. The doors opened and your friends walked in looking like hell. They were all bruised, Yelena was limping, and Bucky was doing his arm swing thing he does when he just put his vibranium arm back on.

They all stopped dead in their tracks when they spotted you, “Princess?” Walker called, barreling his way through the team to get to you. Walker towered over in front of you and hesitantly placed his hands on your shoulder as if he needed proof that you were here and awake. Walker looked over the top of your head and his eyes threw daggers towards Bob “Dammit Bobby! I told you to call me when she wakes up!” Walker snapped, and Bob slowly backed away, looking like a deer in headlights. “Walker, stop!” Yelena warned, limping towards Bob. Walker glared at Bob one last time before turning his attention back to you.

 You needed answers, but what question do you even start with?

“You might want to sit down for this, (Y/N),” Bucky assured. Walker placed a hand on your back and his other one in front of you so you could take support. You're becoming antsy. “No, no! I don’t want to sit down! I want answers! What the hell happened?” You felt the thing twirl around in you “WhAt’S iN mE?!” You shrieked, placing your free hand under your round stomach. Ava and Bucky glanced at each other. “What’s the last thing you remember?” Ava wondered.

You remember everything up to Cupid’s glowing eyes; after that, everything is fuzzy. “We were hunting Cupid…Walker and I got captured then…” You glanced up at Walker, keeping his eyes trained on you. “Then it’s fuzzy,” you lied. The memory of Walker trying to protect you kept replaying in your head.

Bucky crossed his arms over his chest, “Well (Y/N)...” Bucky would glance at your swollen stomach. “What happened was…” Bucky knit his eyebrows together. He had no idea how to explain what the hell happened. 

Ava rolled her eyes. “Cupid put a spell on you that made you pregnant,” Ava explained. Bucky gave her a shocked look. 

“You were taking forever!” 

“I was figuring out how to say it without freaking her out!”   

“How could you possibly say that she’s pregnant with Walkers baby without freaking her out!”

Your heart got caught in your throat. This had to be a sick joke that Cupid was playing on you. There's no way you were pregnant, or at least pregnant with Walker’s baby. Why would she do this? You bit back a gasp when you felt the ‘baby’ kicking you as hard as they could, your eyes began to gloss realizing that this wasn’t a dream or a sick joke…This was real. You are pregnant. You are carrying John Walker’s baby.  

John squeezed your shoulder as if he could feel your distress. “I think she had enough for today, guys. She needs to rest,” Walker's soft-spoken voice caught everyone by surprise that he had more than one emotion. You looked at John, and you almost didn’t recognize him. Walker's eyes were gentle, and he gave you a warm smile. “Come on, princess,” Walker whispered, placing a hand onto your lower back and holding his other hand out, waiting for you to take it. You took his hand, knowing that he was right. “Don’t worry, (Y/N). We’re going to get her.” Bucky promised that when you and John waddled passed the team.

Bonus Part (Optional to read)

Walker sat you down on the edge of his bed before rummaging in his dresser.

His room was boring; the only pop of color he had was his old helmet that sat on his dresser. Everything else was either black or navy blue. 

Your sad eyes looked down at your bump, trying to push the pregnancy one more time, and still failing to come off.

Walker turned around and saw what you were doing. Guilt tugged on his heart; it was his fault that this happened to you. If he stopped arguing with you about which way to go, then Cupid wouldn’t have been able to sneak up on the two of you. 

Walker grabbed a clean pair of black joggers and a black shirt. He walked over to you and kneeled in front of you. “Think you can get change by yourself, or do you want help?” Walker mumbled as if speaking at his regular volume would shatter you, “Help,” you mumbled, never taking those glossy eyes off your bump. 

“Arms up, Princess,” Walker instructed, grabbing the hem of your shirt. You did as you were told, and Walker pulled your shirt off before pulling his shirt over your head, only looking at your shirtless state to make sure that your old shirt was completely off and his shirt covered you. Other than that, he kept his eyes on the ceiling. Even though it’s been washed you could smell the faint scent of his cologne which weirdly brought you some comfort.

Walker helped you stand up, he kept his eyes trained on the floorboards as he pulled down your sleep shorts and helped you into his sweatpants. He gave you a second in case you wanted to fix something or tie your sweatpants. “Okay,” you mumbled out. John stood up and gazed into your tearful eyes, as if it were instinct, John cupped your jaw. “We’ll get her for this, princess. Alright? Then we can chop off her head so you can hang it up and everyday you can rub it in her fucking face that your stronger and better than her.” John promised, and you cracked a small smile. 

John helped you into his bed. “Let me know if you need something, okay?” John told you as he tucked you in, “Okay,” you mumbled, nuzzling into Walker’s surprisingly soft queen mattress. 

Walker set his armchair in front of his bedside table and sat down, where he spent your entire nap watching over you.        

[4v4ia]

LIGHT SHOWER [sam golbach x reader]

a/n: this was requested by a special someone in my inbox (tysm for requesting and reading my work!!)

warnings: angst, cheating, mention of slight sex, cussing, fluff

it was another normal tuesday night with the two famous youtubers, sam and colby. you were invited to their house just to hang out with them and some of their other friends of course. though your boyfriend of the time, daniel, had called you for the past 20 minutes and had spammed your phone with too many messages to count.

you rolled your eyes at your phone, deciding to finally answer him. “yes, dan?” sam perked up at the mention of your boyfriend’s name. his eyes glared at nothing for a second, but quickly switched back to normal when a friend of his called him to set up a ping pong game. “please- hic- could you please come pick me up?” you clenched the bridge of your nose, annoyed that you had to leave early due to your douche of a boyfriend. “send me your address.” you heavily sighed.

you walked over to the coat racket, bringing your jacket and placing it on your body. “well. looks like i’m leaving early tonight guys,” you smiled sadly towards your friends. “no.., please don’t tell me it’s because of your douche-y boyfriend daniel?” devyn whined. “i’ll be the only girl here now.” you noticed sam snapped his head a bit rather quickly when you told them the information. “you’ll have tara arrive in a few, you’ll be fine dev.” you gave her a hug, waving to the others and walking to the door.

sam jogged slightly over to you, “are you sure you’re okay to drive? i’m sober and can easily take you home.” you waved him off, “i’m fine really. i only had a drink, barely. plus i’m out to go get daniel. that little piss of shit is already drunk and it isn’t even nine yet.”

sam huffed at that, “i seriously don’t know why you’re still with him.” your heart hammered at that. “we’re… high school sweethearts, sam. even if i ever wanted to leave him, we live in the same apartment.” sam chucked at that, “you can always stay at ours. i’m pretty sure colby wouldn’t mind, we both love you you know.”

you gave him a small smile. “and i really appreciate it, sam. i’ll text you when we arrive home safely. goodnight.” you gave him a side hug, and departed from the party. you walked to your car and put the destination into your phone and it was ten minutes away.

finally arriving there, it looked to be a sketchy apartment building. your face reeked of disgust by the way it looked, ‘must be a 2 star review. or maybe even lower..’ you shudder as you walked in.

your eyes locked to the lady at the front desk who gave you a weird look, “i’ve never seen you around this part of town. who are you here for?” she asked with a thick accent, you sighed. “my boyfriend.” you responded. she awe’d and went back to whatever the generation type of computer looking was on her desk.

you called daniel twice now, but he had declined. he finally sent you a message two minutes later with floor six and room number 665. you groaned, already knowing that it will smell of frat boys in the apartment and that you’ll have to drag daniel all the way down your car. thank goodness the front parking spot was not taken. as you reached the door, something felt odd.

there was no loud, banging music, and there wasn’t usual girls and guys making out in the corridor the party would be held at. you gulped, knocking on the door. you waited for a minute but no one seemed to be home— though you knew daniel was here since you saw his regular blazer out in the front laying dirty on the floor. ‘gross,’ you thought.

your heart hammered loudly enough for you to hear, and without even thinking you decided to slowly open the wooden brown old door in front of you and take a peek into the room. the hallway light was on and you then heard it. moans. daniel’s moans specifically, and a girls one at that too. it smelt disgusting as well with whatever was living in here. almost vomiting, you held it in together and walked towards the living room where the light was on and you could clearly see daniel getting fucked by two blonde complete naked women. and you snapped.

“what the FUCK,” you screamed. the three heads turn towards you, daniel’s mouth wide open as it was being used by a dildo toy from a women sticking it down his throat. “bb-baby,” he struggled to get out, his hand grabbing towards you. “do not EVER, call me baby. don’t even think for a second you can come back to me or the apartment either.”

you look at the two women who seemed to already be in their thirties, and you looked at them disgusted seeing how daniel was only 25. “we’re done. daniel, have a good life.” before you left, you looked around to see if he had the keys to the apartment and you spotted them scattered on the floor. you picked them up with your pinky, careful to try and not to touch it seeing as it was on the dirty nasty floor in the room with them.

as soon as you got into the lobby, the lady only looked at you and sighed. “i should’ve said it sooner baby, but this apartment is only used to for partners to cheat on their significant other’s and mostly— it’s usually threesomes that are in here.” she gave you a sympathetic look but you only looked at her in disgust, quickly leaving the place.

you got into your car, locking the doors seeing as it was now 10 a clock and you did not want any type of stranger trying to get into it. your eyes were blurry, and you didn’t even know if you could even drive back home let alone if you even wanted to go there.

then, you thought of sam. you bit your lip, contemplating if calling him up would be ruining the party for the others too. but you said ‘fuck it, i need him more than they need him.’ so you dialed in sam’s number, and after a second ring he answered. though you could barely hear him, seeing as the party got louder and music was blasting. “sam,” you hiccuped into the phone.

at the other end of the phone, sam’s eyes widen. he ignored the calls for his name, and rushed out to the window to where it was peaceful and quiet enough to hear you. “hey, hey are you okay? what happened? what did douche bag daniel do to you?” sam asked, bombarding you with questions.

you hiccuped even more, tears finally streaming down your face. “please pick me up, i don’t think i can drive right now at a time like this. i don’t feel safe here either.” you asked him, and even though he knew you didn’t see him, he nodded. “yes of course i’ll pick you up. i’ll get colby to drive his car and i’ll drive yours. where’s the address?” and you sent him the address as soon as he asked for it.

you sat there for a good ten minutes till you saw colby’s car pulling up. he parked next to you, and the two men got out. you were drenched in your own tears, shaking so little but they could still see you were a complete wreck. “i’m gonna fuck him up,” colby rolled his shoulder, walking up to the glass doors but sam immediately stopped him and signaled his head to you. “y-you don’t wanna go in there, trust me that place is nothing but filth.” you got out. your face not knowing what to chose, confusion, disgust, anger, sadness.

colby’s face held sympathy for you, giving you a big hug from the front. “alright. well tell me when you two go to your apartment—“ you cut him off there. “i was wondering if i could still attend the party? i don’t think i wanna go back..” you mumbled, your hand softly tugging on colby’s sleeve. he smiled, “of course you can come. and i’m gladly willingly to let you stay here too of course, in my room…” he wiggled his eyebrows, sam glared at him for that. “or sam’s! or sam’s… i guess.” he shrugged. he peaced the two of you out, getting into his car and driving back to their own apartment.

“i told you, colby wouldn’t have minded.” sam smiled at you. the two of you outside of the side door to your car. “thank you sam really, this means a lot to me.” you hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go. but a cough made you jump from it being so quiet outside at night. “the fuck are you doing with sam?” daniel slurred, staggering left and right. “i told you were done, daniel.” you glared at him. sam felt the tension and placed you behind him, his arm wrapped around your waist carefully. “please leave her alone.” sam spoke

daniel looked at him with wide eyes, “don’t tell me what to fucking do with my girlfriend,” he spat, another stagger towards sam. “get in the car,” he whispered into your ear. your eyes widen at when he told you that, but you listened nonetheless. “the fuck are you doing with her?!” daniel shouted, shoving sam. your eyes looked to daniel in horror when he tried to open your door, but sam of course sam pushed him back. “she’s not yours anymore, you fucked up.” sam shouted back, “and you known what? i’m glad you did. she never deserved you. you’re a fucking asshole!” sam shoved him all the way back to the doors and the last push had daniel flat to the floor.

“you’re a dead man when i get to you, samuel.” daniel sneered out, “you’ve done fucked up.” sam started off, “and i am so glad you did. now,” sam looked back at you who was looking through the windows down at them.

“i have her all to my self. and i will treat her so much more better than you ever have and ever will, she’s a queen and you and i both know that. but you fucked up.” sam pushed harshly onto daniel’s chest, his eyes glaring deep into daniel’s green ones. “she isn’t yours anymore.” sam sneered, walking away from the drunk man and getting into the car.

he huffed out, blowing his hair. “well tonight has been crazy.” you didn’t pay attention to him, more to daniel the way how he looked at sam as if he was the devil. you grinned slightly to sam, “what the hell did you say to him?” you laughed lightly.

sam side eyed you with a gaping smile, pulling out of the parking lot and driving back to his apartment “you don’t wanna know sweetheart.” at the mention of that nick name, your heart beat raced up and your cheeks were a bit red but you thanked it was late because if it wasn’t, sam definitely would’ve seen.

by the time you to got to sam and colby’s place, colby texted sam that he threw the party out for you. your heart ached, “you didn’t have to do that colby.” you said as you entered the kitchen where he was, already cleaning up the mess. “they’d be as confused to why you returned with tears down your face. i didn’t want them to bombared you with everything while you’re still trying to comprehend it all.” he smiled at you. you gave him a smile back, hugging him tightly.

“i don’t have any clothes to change to,” you spoke. you were in jeans and a silky sphageti silver top, so you felt uncomfortable in the outfit you picked tonight. “i got some clothes, go ahead and go take a shower if you want too,” sam ruffled your hair and you flipped him off, but thanked him and walked towards the shower.

after your nightly shower routine, you got out and called sam over. “i need underwear,” you breathed out awkwardly, embarrassment all over your face. sam’s face had reddened at that, “uh- uhm, well we don’t have any here… uh i can- hand you over some of my boxers?” he squeaked out. you chuckled nervously, “thanks sam. and a pair of tshirt and some basketball shorts maybe?” he nodded and left you, but came back a minute later. “here you go.” you thanked him once more and got dressed.

you walked out, dressed all in sam’s clothes and colby had spotted you. “wow, now look at that. sam is finally getting the girl,” your eyebrow raised. his face looked in horror as sam looked from behind him with a ‘she doesn’t know yet!’ look. “oh er— you know, kidding! kidding,” he laughed off. “i can help you clean,” you suggested. colby shrugged, “nah sam and i both got it. where are you sleeping by the way?” he asked you.

you totally forgot about that. “sam if you don’t mind…” you trailed off, your eyes towards his room. “of course! you can always use my room if you want. i’ll sleep in the living room.” your heart hammered. “oh! uhm, okay,” you gave him a small smile, then walked into his room.

colby looked at his best friend with a straight face. “dude. she clearly wanted you in there,” he spoke. sam looked at him, “it’s just—, i want to give her some time. as long as she needs. just because as soon as she’s off the market, doesn’t mean she probably wants to date just now.” he mumbled. “yeah but, you could at least comfort her more.” colby smirked. sam rolled his eyes at him, and flipped him off. “i’m gonna go talk to her,” sam spoke. “hey! you need to clean too.” sam waved him off once more.

he knocked slightly on his own white door, opening a crack. he saw you on his bed, comfy with your phone out. “sam,” you smiled. he smiled back. “hi,” he spoke. he closed the door behind him, and sat on his bed next to you. “you know you can sleep here too, it is your bed after all.” you said. sam’s eyes widen, “are you sure? i don’t wanna push you a bit overboard.” you giggled at that, “sam i’m inviting you too. this is YOUR bed.” and so he climbed, he was already in his pajamas and got comfy into the bed.

“i’m sorry about your ex.” he mumbled, playing with his thumbs. “it was bound to happen. he was getting rather annoying this past couple of months, and being such a dick to my friends, and especially to you more often. which i never got,” you scoffed. but you could feel the moment sam froze. “do you want to know what i said to him, when we were fighting?” he asked you.

you looked at him and nodded. “i’ve been thinking about that since we’ve got here.” sam took a deep breath and breathed. “we started fighting about you. i told him how he fucked up, you deserved better. that you are a queen, and he lost the only good queen he’d ever find in this life..” he mumbled, “and that i was glad he lost you.” you looked at him confused, and he looked at you right back.

“i was so glad to hear you finally had broken up with him, because ive liked you for too long.” sam breathed. your breathing came to a halt, shock was written all over your face. “it’s okay if you don’t wanna be a thing or a thing at this moment,” he reassured you. “or if you don’t even like me—“ he was cut off from you, when he felt lips on his.

his eyes widen at that, but soon closed softly. “we can take it slow.” you spoke after you broke the kiss, “please let’s take it both slow. daniel was my ever fist everything, seeing as he was my high school sweetheart. so sam, if you do wish to date me, i want to do it the right way with you.” sam nodded, his head softly placed on yours. “it’s okay if we cuddle though, tonight?” he asked sheepishly, you smiled brightly and giggled just a little bit, “i suppose it’s okay.”

and after a bit more talking, the two of you got into a cute night position. you as the little spoon, and sam as the big spoon, protecting you from anything that would happen.

A/N: it has been MONTHSS since i’ve uploaded a fic, but here is one that was requested! thanks to the one and only anon! tysm :) (even if it took two months because i felt unmotivated and a bit busy at the time)

[alyyybrooke]

yours

Jenna Ortega x fem!reader

Friends with benefits with Jenna. R wants more.

Warnings: Jenna's a lil toxic

Word Count: 2.7k

 Your eyes met Jenna's for the millionth time that night. She had caught your intense gaze of pure envy yet again. Her lips curled into a slight smirk, and she threw her head back in laughter as she flirted with the man next to her. He leaned over and whispered something in her ear. She blushed and brushed her hand along his bicep. Your jaw clenched in fury and you shot up from the couch and stormed over to the pair. Her eyes found yours again, and something flickered behind them. Triumph. She had you right where she wanted.

"Jenna, let's go."

"No, I'm okay," she said lightly.

"Yeah, she's okay," the man said cockily beside her.

"I wasn't talking to you," you spat. "Jenna. Let's. Go."

You grabbed her wrist and pulled her away from the guy. He rolled his eyes and walked away, sauntering to find another girl to prey on.

You wordlessly led Jenna into a vacant bedroom upstairs. The muffled music of the party below thumped through the walls. Avoiding her piercing gaze, you sat on the edge of the bed. She didn't join you.

"What was that about, Y/N?" Her tone was curious, but you could pick out the hint of smugness laced within.

"Nothing. That guy looked like an asshole. I was saving you."

"Oh yeah? That was all?" she taunted, taking a step closer and sitting beside you.

You swallowed nervously, trying to ignore the pounding of your own heartbeat. This was how Jenna operated. She'd coax you into going to some random party, then flirt with someone else all night until you'd break and take her into a bedroom. Like an idiot, you fell for her charms every time.

"We're just friends, Y/N. Just sex. No strings."

"I know," you grunted bitterly.

But you wanted more.

She reached over and cupped your cheek. The touch of her soft skin against yours sent heat rushing through you. Her fingers curled around your jaw, and she pulled you into a heated kiss. And just like that, your resolve broke. She guided you onto her lap, her teeth sucking and bruising your neck.

The sensible part of your brain was screaming at you to stop. This relationship was unhealthy; toxic. But the feeling of Jenna caressing your skin, and her lips brushing over every inch of your body pushed any and all rational thoughts out of your head. You were addicted. Addicted to the intense rush and excitement you felt whenever you were with her.

You simply couldn't let go.

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Jenna rose from your body and began to put her clothes back on. Your breaths were erratic, and your skin glistened with sweat. She was in a rush. It was clear from the way she rapidly threw everything on herself. And even though you knew the answer– as it was the same every time – you couldn't help but ask the question you both dreaded.

"Can you stay?" you whispered, voice breaking at the end.

Her gaze hardened and a pitiful smile spread across her perfect features. It was an expression of hers that you've grown to reluctantly memorize.

"Y/N, you know I can't"

"Not even just one night?" you all but begged.

"I'm sorry. If I stay, that would...mean something."

"Is that so bad?" you asked cautiously. Her eyes widened a little. You've never pressed this much before.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I just don't see you like that."

And with that, she was gone.

You sank back into the pillows and tried not to cry. This was routine. You would ask her to stay, and she would hurriedly decline, leaving you in broken pieces. She always seemed to have one foot out the door, ready to bolt whenever you two finished. No matter what you did, or how good you were to her, you were never enough.

❖    ❖   ❖

You sat on a bench with Devyn, doodling on her arm, waiting for your next class to start. Devyn was your best friend. She knows about your thing with Jenna, and she knows you have feelings for her, but she doesn't know how toxic your relationship with her is.

"Devynnnn. I'm so borrrred," you whined, slumping over on her lap.

"Ugh, same." She glanced at your drawings and giggled. "You wanna go to a party tonight?"

"Sure. Why not?"

"Yay! We can get ready at my house."

If you were being honest, you were a little nervous. If there was a party, Jenna would surely be there. And once again, she would try to sneakily coax you into bed with her. But, you had Devyn, worst case you could always rely on her.

This party would be different, you mentally told yourself. You weren't in any mood for Jenna's games.

❖   ❖    ❖

Hanging out with Devyn had proved to be a great distraction for your internal woes. For once, Jenna was far from your mind, and you could finally breathe.

As you drove to the party, singing loudly with Devyn, you had nearly forgotten why you were so nervous about this party in the first place.

When you walked into the house, Devyn immediately pushed through crowds of people to get you two a drink.

"Jesus, Dev, slow down," you called.

"What, I just wanna get my girl a drink, is that so bad?" she teased.

She grabbed a red plastic cup and walked over to the assortment of alcohol on the counter.

"What would you like, pretty lady?" Flirty nicknames were common with Devyn. It's how she shows affection. She wiggled her eyebrows in amusement and traced each bottle with her finger.

"Hmmm....surprise me."

She nodded and grabbed a bottle, then poured a shot's amount into the cup.

"Cheers," she smiled.

You tilted your head back and gulped down the clear liquid, wincing at the sharp burning taste.

"Okay, let's go sit down," she said, taking your hand and leading you to find an empty couch. You grabbed a beer and joined her.

"So...how are things with Jenna?" she asked teasingly.

"I don't really wanna talk about Jenna right now," you sighed, looking down dejectedly.

She raised her eyebrow and examined you for a moment, but ultimately left it alone. You two chatted for a while and even danced for a bit, but on your way back to the kitchen for another drink, you saw her.

She stared at you, her eyes boring through you. A girl was beside her, practically leaning on her, and touching her in any way possible. A smirk made its way across her lips. She was expecting you to go to her.

Your heart sank. Normally, jealousy would flourish through you like an angry, green-eyed beast, but now, you were just disappointed. Without another thought, you turned around and went back to Devyn.

"Hey Dev, I think I wanna go home," you told her.

"Why what's wrong?" she asked worriedly.

"Nothing. I'm just kinda...over it." You rubbed the back of your neck anxiously. "You can stay if you want. I'll pick you up when you're ready."

"It's okay, I'll call an Uber." She pressed a kiss to your temple, offering whatever form of comfort she could. She knew why you were upset, but she didn't want to force you to talk about it. Especially not in the middle of a party. "You're okay to drive?"

"Yeah, I'm good."

"Okay. Get home safe. Love you."

The drive home was difficult, to say the least. Every time you thought about Jenna, tears clouded your eyes, making it difficult to focus on the road. It infuriated you. All you wanted was to curl up in Jenna's arms. You wanted to hear her sweet voice, telling you she loved you, and that everything would be okay.

You wiped your eyes in frustration. You were so good to Jenna. You willingly made yourself an outlet for her. Whatever she needed, you would comply. You offered her your heart, and each time, she would snatch it from you and stomp on it. You didn't deserve to be treated this way, and you knew that. But, you were so in love with her, that the extensive torture she put you through was worth it for just a little bit of her attention.

When you got home, you slammed your bedroom door shut and collapsed into your bed. Your body shaked with gut wrenching sobs, heart aching as you thought about every memory with Jenna. It became strenuous to breathe, and tears soaked your pillowcase. Hours passed by as you cried, failing to notice the flurry of texts from Jenna.

A knocking sound came from your door, barely audible over the sound of your erratic breathing. Dragging yourself to the door, you wiped the tears from your eyes and tried to look presentable. It was likely Devyn checking up on you.

You swung open the door and gasped lightly. It wasn't Devyn. No, it was Jenna.

"What are you doing here?" you asked lowly.

"Well I came to have some fun...but now I'm a little worried." She reached up to cup your cheek, but you slapped it away. For once, you didn't want her hands on you.

"Don't...touch me, Jenna. And don't pretend like you care," you spat bitterly.

"I do care," she defended angrily. You scoffed in disbelief.

"No. You don't. All you care about is having me in your bed. And when I'm not, you try to make me jealous so I come crawling back to you."

"No I-"

"And you know how I feel about you. It makes you feel good. You don't actually give a shit about me, you just want to keep me around to keep yourself feeling wanted. And I'm fucking sick of it. All you care about is yourself, Jenna."

You stormed out of your own apartment and slammed the door, not giving her a chance to reply. You angrily sped off to Devyn's place, anxious to get as far away from Jenna as possible.

❖     ❖   ❖

It's been weeks since your dispute with Jenna. You've ignored every text and every call, instead devoting all your time to school and Devyn. You never went to any parties or any place Jenna could be found, and quite literally removed her from your life. Admittedly you were a lot happier.

Jenna, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. Only until after you were gone did she realize how much she needed you. She felt empty.

Love was an unfamiliar thing to her. She never felt it, at least, not romantically, and thus, she was afraid of it. The idea of letting her guard down and exposing herself to someone was terrifying.

She never meant to hurt you, but she didn't want to hurt herself either. By allowing herself to truly fall for you, she would be risking the total annihilation of her heart. It was always easier to just push you away. Push love away.

She never acknowledged the feelings she had for you. Blaming it on alcohol, or simply just pure confusion made more sense to her. But now she knows. She has fallen completely and utterly in love with you. No matter how hard she tried to stop it, her heart beat for you.

She recognized that, she needs you. She had to make it up to you, to fix everything, if only to soothe the aching in her chest; she needs to be with you.

She grabbed her phone to check the time. 1:03 AM.

"Fuck," she muttered under her breath. She supposes she could do this tomorrow but- no. She has to see you now.

Not willing to contemplate this any further, she ran to her car and drove off to your house. Her breathing became erratic, her eyes wild. She was afraid.

It took multiple minutes of knocking to get you to answer the door. Jenna shuffled her feet and fiddled with her jacket nervously while she waited for you to open it. When you finally did, her breath hitched at the sight of you.

"What the fuck are you doing here at 1 in the fucking morning?" you demanded. Your voice was raspy with exhaustion. "Could you not just wait until tomorrow?"

"No. I- I had to see you," Jenna croaked softly. She wanted so badly to curl up in your arms like you always wanted her to, and internally kicked herself for always refusing your requests.

Without a word, you turned around and left the door open for Jenna to join you. She walked in hesitantly and followed you to your kitchen.

"What do you want, Jenna?" You leaned against the kitchen counter and stared at her expectantly. "You better not be trying to fuck."

For a moment, Jenna couldn't find her voice. She couldn't believe she was with you right now, after you–with good reason–shut her out. She couldn't believe how much she missed you.

"Well?" You were getting impatient.

"I want- I want to apologize. For everything," she breathed out. You scoffed.

"Oh yeah? Now you want to apologize? After how fucking long?" She flinched at the malice in your voice.

"I'm sorry, Y/N." Tears began to well in her eyes. "I'm sorry for the way I treated you. If I could take it all back I would." Her words were shaky and quiet.

Your eyes softened at her words. You've never seen her look so small before. She lacked the usual confidence she always had. And you realized that, this was the first time she's ever been truly vulnerable with you.

"I didn't realize it until now, but-" she took a deep breath and laughed dryly, wiping the tears from her eyes. "I love you."

You gasped softly and your heart stopped. Jenna's words caught you off guard, your heart beating faster in your chest. Your eyes met Jenna's, searching for any hint of hesitation or regret, but instead, you saw the raw vulnerability and honesty in Jenna's gaze. You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes as you realized that she finally said the words you've been dying to hear for months.

"I've always been so afraid of falling in love. I- I just didn't want to get hurt and now, I've hurt you. I'm sorry. A-and I get it if you hate me or if- you never wanna see me again but- I- I'd hate myself if I never asked for another chance. I know I don't deserve it, I know I don't even deserve to be here right now, but I love you. And if you give me another chance, I swear I'll be better."

"Please," she finished. Tears were now streaming down both of your faces. She looked up at you hesitantly and awaited your response.

Your brain was running a million miles a minute. You've wanted this so badly, for god knows how long, but at the same time, you didn't want to get hurt again. You searched her eyes for any hint of deception, but all you found was pure sincerity.

"Okay," you whispered. As the word escaped your lips, you felt a mix of emotions flood through you - relief, excitement, and a twinge of fear. It was a simple response, but it held so much weight.

As you gazed at her, you saw the hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. A small smile spread across your own.

"Really?" she asked softly.

"You have a lot of making up to do, and we're gonna take things slow." you told her, pointing your index finger at her chest while she stepped closer to you. A full, wide grin was now spread across her face.

"I'll do anything you want," she whispered gleefully. You smirked and put your hands on her waist, tugging her closer.

"You better," you grumbled.

You moved your hand up her body and gripped the back of her neck, searching her eyes one last time to be safe. Her brown irises were filled with love and adoration. Something you've never seen before. It filled you with excitement.

You pulled her into a searing kiss, full of love and passion. But before she could deepen the kiss, like you knew she would, you pulled away. A pout formed on her lips.

"I mean it, Jenna. We're taking things slow."

"Okay, okay," she said, holding her hands up in surrender. "Can I at least stay the night?"

"I suppose."

[alexfromjersey]

A SCHOOL TAINTED WITH BULLET HOLES

Vada Cavell x G!P OC

Word Count: 2.0k

warnings: school shooting, mature language, gun violence

A/N: I’m trying to write as much as possible before I visit my dad for three weeks so pray that I can at least finish half this book and at least three chapters for my other book.

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Poke. Poke. Poke.

You were being awoken by the feeling of someone poking you in your side, face, and thigh. You peel one eye open and are met with wide eyes and yellow rotten teeth. You jump fully awake, frightened, and scoot to your wall.

The sickly-looking man let out a laugh at your reaction, “Oops didn’t mean to scare ya.” The man was wearing nothing a dirty stained white t-shirt, no bottoms on.

“Rip! I told you, this room is off limits” The familiar voice of your mother enters your room. She was in a red silky robe that was loosely tied and her hair was disheveled. 

“My bad. I was just trying to look for the bathroom” Rip snorted and moved away from you.

“Last door on the right” Your mom answered. 

Rip nodded and turned back to you. “Sorry kid” He shrugged and left your room. 

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. Your mother comes to stand in front of you. 

“I’m sorry baby but I told you to always make sure your door is locked every night so things like this can never happen” She spoke softly. She tries to push some hair out your face but you flinch away from her. A hurt look appears on her face. 

“Get ready for school or you’re going to be late” She sniffled and left your room. 

You sat on your bed for a good extra five minutes before getting yourself ready for the day. You got dressed in a black pullover hoodie, black t-shirt, faded blue jean shorts, and beat-up black and white Cortez. You grab your bag, skateboard, and essentials before leaving your room. You make sure to lock your room up before heading downstairs. Thankfully, Rip was still in the bathroom so you didn’t have to see him in the kitchen. You brushed your teeth and washed your face in the kitchen sink. 

After you finished, you leave your house without a goodbye from your mother. As usual, you’re met with the sight of your two friends, Quinton and Devyn Hasland. 

“Sleeping Beauty has finally awoken from her slumber” Devyn joked in a broken English accent. 

A smile appeared on your face and you dap the brothers up. The three of you start your journey to school.

“You know Principal Adams is coming for you for missing like a whole week of school. He’s been hounding me and Q for the last week about your whereabouts” Devyn said.

“I don’t care. School is a fucking joke” You shrugged.

“School helps you get a job” Quinton commented.

“No, school helps you become a dumbass corporate zombie. It doesn’t teach you any life skills. Not how to do taxes. Not how to save money to get a house or car. Or basic life shit that you need to survive. How is a2 + b2 = c2 gonna help me in life? When am I gonna need to know that shit? Fuck school til the day I die” You smiled and stuck your middle finger up.

The three of you continue your journey to school. As you approach the school, you see a rail that you always practice on.

"Watch this" You smirked and throw your board down.

"Nice" The brothers compliment as you skate back towards them. You felt a pair of eyes on you so you turned around and they lock on to dark brown ones.

Vada Cavell.

You knew her from your Chemistry class with Mrs. Victor. The two of you never spoke but always catch each other staring. Quinton and Devyn follow your eyeline.

“Oh my god, I wish you would just let your balls drop and go talk to her. The longing gaze from across the room is so Twilight” Devyn groaned. 

You pull your eyes away from her, “You watched Twilight?”

“I only watched it with Jazmine” Devyn defended. 

“Lie. Mom and Pops caught you last week, without Jazmine, watching it in the basement. According to Mom, you look very engrossed in it” Quinton laughed. 

“There was nothing else on TV” Devyn sighed. 

You and Quinton let out a laugh as the three of you walk inside the school. The brothers make their way to their lockers while you head to breakfast. You were starving and didn’t realize it until you got inside the building. By the grace of God, you managed to get to the café before they closed. 

You grab your food and head to pay for it. But when you pulled your wallet out, you realized a $5 bill you had was missing. You sighed out in frustration.

“Fucking dickhead” You mumbled. You put the food back and turned around but you ran into someone. 

“Miss Vaughn, nice to know you’re alive and well. Follow me” Principal Adams demanded. 

You sigh and begin to follow the principal to his office. But another body runs into you. 

I can’t catch a break today. 

“Sorry,” A sweet voice apologized. You looked down and saw Vada. You open your mouth to respond but Adams interrupts you. 

“Ms. Cavell the bell is about to ring. Head to class now” Adams ordered. 

“Sir yes sir” Vada mocked and saluted him before turning on her heels, and walking to class. You chuckled lightly and continued following Adams. 

The two of you made it to his office which smelled like straight black coffee and boiled eggs. You already knew what the talk was going to be about so you just relaxed in the chair. 

“Jordan Vaughn…failing every single one of your classes and racking up a whopping 37 days absent. It’s not even spring break yet” Adams read from your file. 

You grab a red and black sharpie off his desk. 

“What is your goal Jordan? What is it that you wanna do with your life?” Adams asked. 

You continue to draw all over the underside of your board, not even paying attention to the man in front of you. 

Principal Adams sighed, “Miss Vaughn.”

At the call of your name, you look up at him, "Hm?”

“Listen I get it, school sucks and you don’t have a care in the world about your diploma. But you know who does... the world out there. Jobs won't even give you a second thought if you don't graduate. You need to start taking this seriously or you will be left behind while everyone around you is making it" Adams lectured.

"My goal is to become a pro skateboarder, last time I checked you don't need a diploma for it"' You shrugged.

"But you need money. You need money for the fees. You need money for sponsors. What if your board breaks? A diploma leads to jobs that lead to money which can help you become a pro skater.” Adams explained.

He had a point but you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction of being right. Adams grabbed a pamphlet labeled, Summer School. 

“You complete this program for one month this summer, you’ll be graduating with your friends next year,” Adams said and slid it toward you. 

You reluctantly take it and leave the office before he could say another word. 

The hallways were now empty due to everyone being in class now. You walk to your locker and open it. You are stunned to see an apple juice, strawberry Pop Tart, and an orange inside. 

“What the fuck?” You questioned. You remembered putting this stuff back. You looked down the halls and saw you were alone. You shrugged and started chowing down on the food. After you finished you placed your board and the pamphlet inside. 

SMACK! 

You jumped at the noise beside you. It was then followed by laughter. 

“I hate the both of you” You mumbled, mouth full of food as you looked at Quinton and Devyn. “Aren’t you two supposed to be in class?”

“Yeah, but Q saw you with Principal Adams so he texted me to come and wait for you in the hall. Why are you inhaling your food in front of your locker?” Devyn questioned. 

“I was hungry. But I didn’t buy this though. It was in my locker when I opened it” You answered. 

“Oh, food from Mother Theresa. I need one of those. Tell her to bring me some Burger King” Devyn joked. You rolled your eyes at the boy. 

“Boys and Miss Vaughn, the three of you need to get to class before I-”

A loud bang is suddenly heard. Everything starts to go in slow motion for you as you see blood splatter against the school walls. Two more bangs are heard and a girl lets out a blood-curdling scream. 

More bangs are heard, now in rapid succession. You barely process the fact Devyn is now on the ground in a pool of his own blood. You look up to see a kid from one of your classes standing there emotionless with an automatic rifle pointed toward Quinton. 

“DEVYN!” You hear Quinton scream. It brought you back to reality as you looked down and saw Quinton holding his brother’s body getting blood on himself. 

“Quinton! We have to go! Come on Quinton!” You shout as you pull him away from Devyn’s lifeless body. You push him to run down the hall. Another gunshot rings through the hall and you feel a searing pain in your hip area. You push through the pain, you quickly open the door to the girl’s bathroom and push Quinton inside before locking the door behind you. The two of you cram into a stall out of breath. Sweat was dripping down your face and tears were falling freely down Quinton’s. 

Suddenly, the sound of metal hitting the floor made the both of you freeze. 

“Who’s in there?” Quinton questioned. 

No response. 

“We’re not the shooter. It’s Matt Corgan, we saw him” Quinton added. As your adrenaline begins to fade, the pain comes back in full force. 

More rapid gunfire outside the door makes everyone clench in fear. 

“Do you know where he is now?” A fragile voice asked. You can hear another girl’s quiet cries in the stall next to you. But you were too focused on the pain. 

“I don’t know. I don’t know, my brother” Quinton cried. Tears start to gather in your eyes from the pain and the current predicament. 

“Come, come under” The girl ushered. You let Quinton crawl under first. You bend down to follow but a torturous pain shoots through your body.

“Ahh” You cried out. You lift up your hoodie and shirt to see a gaping wound pouring out blood. 

“Jordan? What happened, you okay?” Quinton questioned. 

You start to feel lightheaded and the world starts to spin and before you know it, you fall onto the tile floor with a loud thud. Quinton quickly unlocks the stall door to see you trying to keep your eyes open. 

“No, no, no, no Jordan” Quinton cried and bent down to the floor. He lifted your tops and saw the wound. 

“Shit, help me please” Quinton called out to the two girls. His voice was quiet enough for only the people in the bathroom to hear. He puts pressure on your wound which makes you groan and squirm. The two girls exit the stall but retreat when they see you on the ground. 

“Please help me,” Quinton sobbed. The blonde-haired girl runs and grabs as many paper towels as she could. She hands some to Quinton and they put pressure on your wound to stop the bleeding. 

“Hang on, Jordan” Quinton cried. 

Meanwhile, your eyes start to flutter close but a warm soft hand brings you back. 

“Hey, you have to keep your eyes open. Don’t close them. Don’t close your eyes” Vada’s voice echoes throughout your head. 

Her eyes were bloodshot red and puffy with more tears falling freely down her face. She squeezes your hand tight to keep you from closing your eyes. The sound of police sirens and heavy footsteps can be heard. 

“Oh thank God,” Quinton said. 

You tried your hardest to keep your eyes open but they were getting extremely difficult. They were getting heavier and heavier until your eyes closed and your hand went limp in Vada’s.

[oyprongs]

I just read barry bond and the blues and it is beyond brill !!! I was giggling kicking my feet in the air. 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

ahh thank you so much! this was a very nice and unexpected message to get :)

[jangofettjamz]

The Birthday Boy

Jenna Ortega x Autistic!Male!Reader

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

Words: 1552

Y/N POV

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jasmin

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

Devyn

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

Mikey

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

Mason

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

Melissa

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

Jack Quaid

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

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

❤️Jenna❤

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

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

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

Jenna POV

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

"JENNA?!" He says with glassy eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

- 2 hours later

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Happy birthday Y/N.

A/N

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

[honeyhotteoks]

wait wait, I just caught up on your ‘asks’ and PLEASE share some of your kindle unlimited omegaverse reverse harem finds!! I’m always searching for some out of the box reads on ku. occasionally I find a good story on there (currently reading the autopsy of a fairytale series), but most often they are short, pretty bland romance books. any recs are appreciated!

also, i love your works so much. you are extremely inspiring and such an amazing author. while i dont publish what i write, your tips and insight into writing have really helped elevate my own works. thank you for sharing your art with us 🤍

hi hi!! i've been trying to answer this post for days but tumblr is being so rude with everything i write up. i'd love to expand more on the below, but tumblr just won't let me so pls let me know if you want deatails about any of the books!

also please please be mindful of the plots, dynamics, and triggers in these books. omegaverse traditionally has a LOT of triggering content and while some books deal with it beautifully (most of those are in the faves list), some really do not or it is part of the kink itself so please protect your peace and read those triggers.

honeyhotteoks kindle unlimited rh omegaverse bookrecs:

authors i love and most of what i read from them goes in my favorites list:

emilia emerson, eliana lee, devyn sinclair, kathryn moon, ej. lawson, jillian west, harper wylde, lyra cole, liliana carlisle, roxy collins, thora woods, melissa huxley, holly monroe, megan cain

stand out books/series:

forbidden by emilia emerson lola and the millionaires by kathryn moon slate city omegaverse series by devyn sinclair not many options by jillian west the bond dissolution series by eliana lee believe it or knot duology by harper wylde impossible, inevitable by lyra cole pack's companion duology by roxy collins pack saint clair series by thora woods knot all is perfect by holly monroe

honorable mentions that i enjoyed but maybe haven't re-read or come back to as a stand out favorite (but they're fun and you might like them more than i did!)

lavender moon by sarah blue the rockview omegaverse series by hannah haze choosing their omega by sadie moss sweetheart part one and two by marie mackay pucking around by emily rath one pucked up back by sarah blue glass omega by calliope stewart unwanted by sirena song runaway omega by ember l. nicole nicky and the night owls part one and two by sierra cassidy this thing of ours by lucy scott bryan

[pralinesims]

Hi! I was a first-time anon who had asked about the movie theater story you were working on a little while back (I never got to respond but I always like making people happy, and I'm glad I motivated you to continue it bc I love it so much).

But anyways, I wanted to ask this because I was genuinely curious: if each of your OCs had a Letterboxd, what would be their four favorite movies? Some might be bigger movie buffs than others, probably, but for the ones who are obsessed with them, is there a way they would organize their favorites, or do they just go with vibes?

HIYA and welcome back aaaa ;_; MWAH thank you so much!

Emilio: is totally into action movies, especially loves stuff where he can identify with the main hero. Laughs tears when watching movies like Hangover or other bromance comedy typa shit.

Vale: Give him anything sci-fi, horror or thriller and he'll be happy. For example I feel like he'd be obsessed with The Thing. Also probably enjoys stuff like Mad Max.

Luca: MAJOR MOVIE BUFF ALERT. Enjoys watching indie movies, even if they're a total slog. Also loves the classics from the golden age of Hollywood and things like comic adaptions, think of Batman and such. He'd probably be a very active Letterboxd user. I truly feel like he'd watch every movie out there.

Sharon: Hmm I don't really see her watching much movies. I'd figure she'd rather be into documentary typa things.

Aaron: I think he'd watch stuff like The Matrix, The Godfather, and similar movies which are rather hard hitting? Enjoys a good plot twist. Also The Lord of the Rings and such, he'd love adaptions of his fav books. Genres wouldn't matter much to him I feel like, but he'd DEFINITELY cringe at romcoms.

Gina: Something she can cry her heart out to. I'd figure she'd love dramas. Titanic and other tearjerker kinda stuff. And anything Ghibli!!! I'd believe she'd like the animated kinda type of movies a tad more.

Devyn: Hmm, I feel like he'd be a Fight Club and American Psycho typa guy. Prolly always rewatching critically well acclaimed classics. But also does not say no to sillier movies, and sings along to musicals.

Kaia: She's that kinda girl that probably almost exclusively watches horror movies. Has built up a heavy tolerance over years, so nothing is really shocking to her anymore. Yet she still can't be assed to watch another type of movie for once.

Maggie: Regularly watches the most disgusting, goriest splatter movies you can find, and laughs out loud when people die. Besides these, she's totally into sillier, lighthearted movies, like romcoms or stuff like Mean Girls.

// some whining from me + extra explanation under the cut:

...and to be frank, but THIS is one bigger aspect I kinda struggle with assigning to my OC's, only rarely I directly know which movie fits, bc I simply don't know enough ones. I do know what THEY like. Just no very specific examples usually. But generally, I am able to assign their preferred genres or type of movie. But really like. oh man. forgive me. I am the absolute WORST person to ask when it comes to movies because I very rarely watch some?

So here have my vague answers bc with this theme, I legit have to base it just around my general feel for it, cause my movie knowledge barely is developed. Nor do I know anything about Letterboxd, but I might update some answers once I remember specific movies I felt like were right assigning to? But so far please have these ones ok!

[fandomwritings-cm13]

In the Way (College!AU, Steve Rogers x fem!OC) — Chapter 6

Summary: a farewell before spring break and a (slightly steamy) return from spring break

Word Count: 1136

Note: there’s no smut in this chapter and the “steam” is brief. Please let me know what you think so far!

Devyn’s POV:

“Drive home safely,” Steve commands, squeezing me a little tighter for a moment.

I nod, my cheek rubbing against his soft shirt. “I will.”

“Let me know when you make it, alright?”

Again, I nod.

There’s a brief moment of silence before he pulls back, but his hands linger on my sides.

“It’s gonna be really weird not seeing you all next week,” I comment.

Steve frowns, his eyes leaving mine. “Yeah…”

I rest a hand on his chest, blushing at the muscle I feel. “At least it’s just a week.”

He nods, but he doesn’t look me in the eye.

Deciding to be a little brave for once, I lean up and peck his cheek. His cheeks grow very pink very quickly. But he does look at me.

“I’m gonna miss you,” he states.

“I’m gonna miss you, too,” I reply.

Steve opens my car door for me, staring longingly as I get into the driver’s seat. I start the car and roll down the window. He shuts the door and leans down on the open window.

“Be careful,” he states.

“I will,” I reply.

He looks torn for a few seconds before he leans into the car and kisses my cheek quickly.

I blush and look away, shifting the car into reverse. As I drive away, I can still see Steve watching me go in the rearview mirror. He disappears from view when I turn onto the street to begin making my way home.

. . . . . .

I turn the corner, finally approaching the parking lot for my dorm. I pull into the first space I can find, shift into park, shut off the engine, and scramble out. I grab my backpack and duffle from the backseat, throwing both over my shoulders, then walk quickly toward the front door of the dorm, locking my car as I walk away.

I scan my ID card and quickly open the front door, immediately searching for Steve. I spot him within seconds. He’s seated across the lobby in one of the chairs. We make eye contact, frozen for only a couple seconds. Then I’m racing towards him, dropping my duffle and backpack in my wake. Once I’m close enough, I jump into his arms, my arms tightly wrapped around his neck and my legs around his waist. He groans softly from the impact but immediately wraps his arms tightly around me.

“I’m so glad to see you,” I whisper, squeezing him a little tighter.

“I’m glad you made it safely,” he replies.

I pull back a little, my arms loosening around his neck, and look at him. He’s smiling and looks genuinely relieved. His arms loosen slightly, and he carefully lowers me to stand in front of him. We stare up at each other for several seconds, sometimes staring at each other’s lips instead.

“Ready to go up to your room?” Steve asks, his voice light and airy.

I nod quickly.

He releases me but takes my hand. He then walks over to where my backpack and duffle lay on the floor, picking them up and situating them on his shoulders before taking my hand again. I walk beside him to the door to the stairs then up the stairs to my floor, unable to keep our eyes off each other. He waits beside me as I unlock the door then follows me inside.

“Where would you like your things?” he asks.

“By my desk is fine,” I answer.

I watch as he sets the duffel bag on the floor by my desk then sets my backpack on the top of the desk. He stands there for a second before turning to me. A blush heats my cheeks as we make eye contact, so I look away and move to take a seat on the edge of my bed. Steve is beside me less than a moment later.

“How’d things go with ROTC, since you came back early?” I inquire, glancing at him briefly.

“Pretty well,” he answers. “I was able to finish my online work before getting back to campus, which meant I had some free time when I got back here.”

“Why’s that?”

“Most of the guys didn’t get theirs completely done. A few didn’t even start, but they were mostly freshmen.”

“Did Bucky?”

He chuckles, which causes me to laugh with him.

“He didn’t have his finished,” Steve explains, “but he was able to finish pretty quickly. So we were able to hang out for a bit before Captain Woods had us begin with some training stuff.”

“What did you do with your free time?” I ask.

He shrugs. “Mostly just work on some homework that’s due this week.” He pauses, his eyes lingering on me then my lips then going to his lap. He scratches the back of his neck. “How was work?”

I shrug, looking across the room. “It was fine, I guess. I’d rather have been here, honestly…”

I look down at my hand when he takes hold of it. My eyes linger there for several seconds before Steve’s other hand lifts my chin up to meet his gaze. He makes eye contact for a second before looking down at my lips. He looks back into my eyes, an eyebrow raised in a silent question. I nod in response, my heart racing as he leans forward slightly. My eyes linger on his lips, watching as they slowly get closer, until my eyes are practically closed.

Steve’s lips meet mine and stay there for a moment before he pulls back slightly, his hands resting on my cheek and waist. My eyes stay closed, but my hands move to rest on his chest.

He’s still for a moment too long, so I tilt my head up to meet his lips. He jumps a little but quickly begins kissing me back. His hand on my cheek moves into my hair, holding my face close to his as he deepens the kiss. He pulls my bottom lip between his, and I grip his shirt tightly. In response, he pulls me closer so I’m seated in his lap.

His hand at my waist drifts lower, into my back pocket. A moan escapes my lips, and I feel him smirk into the kiss. His lips drift down my cheek to my neck, and I tilt my head back. One of my hands moves into his hair, causing him to groan.

His lips move up and down, across my neck for a few minutes before he’s tilting my head back down and kissing me rather gently, especially in comparison to mere moments ago. He pulls away after a moment and rests his forehead on mine.

“Does this mean you’re ready for something more serious?” Steve whispers, his breath fanning my lips and neck.

I nod slowly. “If that’s alright with you.”

[thepeculiarbird]

OC most likely

Thanks @kaylinalexanderbooks for the tag !

Rules: answer which OC is most likely to apply to the given prompts, then give three more prompts to the next people!

Most likely to burn themselves out trying to meet all of their obligations.

Definitely Prescillia, she works so hard, maybe too hard. Her parents and siblings keep telling her she doesn't have to put this much pressure on her but she really wants to do something great.

Most likely to play with LEGOs.

I could say anyone with a younger sibling but if we're talking about a character that would just go buy LEGOs and play with them alone, I'd say probably Adam or Devyn, both would say it's for homework but it really is just them acting like kids.

Most likely to enjoy a peanut butter and pickle sandwich.

Maybe Alec ? It would be one of those things Danae doesn't understand about her brother, like why is he eating this ? Why is he playing guitar in the middle of the night ? I'm not too sure for this one but it could kinda fit him.

Your prompts : 1) Most likely to go to the store to buy one exact thing and then buy anything else but that one exact thing. 2) Most likely to wake up in the middle of the night and watch their sibling/parent sleep. 3) Most likely to bring home a pet they just saw outside.

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@athenaspeculiardaughter @kaylinalexanderbooks @raiden-makoto2 @sarandipitywrites

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@rowenas-my-fave-child @mysticstarlightduck (+ anyone who wants to do it)

[king-magnifico]

Open the Book || [Magnifico + The Magnifiques]

In which Magnifico's spell worked...[takes place: May 1]

@enchantedtomeet-giselle, @blight-magic, @devyn-morey, @clio-of-hesiod, @ariel-the-undiscovered

[cw -- none? some manipulation]

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MAGNIFICO: It had worked!

Ah, Rosas. How he had missed it. His fine clothes, his jewels, his wife. All these pretty, familiar things were back with him and he was so glad. While there was certainly things in that other world that he appreciated (social media, hello?!) -- now that he had brought the town into the story, they could create it. Surely someone in that stupid town understood how the internet worked! Could get them cell phones. And if not, Magnifico would discover a different, more magical way of doing things.

Maybe that was the way to go anyway…

What was he talking about?

“Ah, my Magnifiques,” Magnifico purred as his students filed into the classroom. He had found their choice of nickname hilarious, considering. They hadn’t even known. But oh, they were smart. There had, probably, been some part of them that realized it. 

“Please, sit. I am sure you have many questions but let me answer a few from the start: yes, Salvador was just a facade.” No point getting into the whole “murdered and stole his identity thing.” That was a messy business, Magnifico did not want to talk about it. “You can refer to me as King Magnifico, or Your Majesty. Unfortunately, we can no longer go by an affectionate nickname. It would undermine me to my subjects, you see. But don’t fret, you five still hold a special place in my heart.”

He put both his hands over his chest and smiled softly at them. “After all, you helped make all of this happen.” He spread his arms out to gesture, abstractly, at all of Rosas. 

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[indeeperwater]

☄ — Some people say that Devilyna Campbell  could be Alycia Debnam-Carey ’s doppelganger, but is really a 32 year old First Mate on Dragon’s Plunder. They mainly identify as a Pansexual Female, and described to be Clever, Ambitious, Distant, & Mischievous .

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■ . B A S I C S . ■

☑    Full Name ➢ Devilyna "Devyn" Ali Campbell ☑    Age ➢ 32 ☑    Occupation ➢ First Mate, Trainer & Recruiter for Dragon's Plunder ☑    Residency ➢ Crescent Moon Island ☑    Species ➢ Human ☑    Powers/Abilities ➢ 5th Dan of Martial Arts, mixology, weaponist, runner/hiker, artist

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[TW: physical & emotional abuse]

Perth, Australia is a city on the water. It’s the best way Devilyna could explain her hometown. The place she grew up in was stunning, breathtaking, and oddly enough…inspirational. The home she grew up in, not so much. Devyn and her older brother were raised by a neglectful mother and a drunk - physically, and emotionally abusive father. It’s why the young girl was grateful for her older brother - he wasn’t just her sibling, but her best friend, her only father figure, and what feels like her sanity. Because of who the Campbells are – the abuse of her parents was never reported. You see, her mother was the most respected lawyer and her father was a business owner. So, yes, she grew up under money but she’d choose to be poor and have a loving family rather than a rich, neglectful one. As her father would use both her brother and her as a punching bag, Devyn grew up in a boxing gym taking her anger and frustration out on a real punching bag or her opponents. At least then she’d have something to blame her bruises and cuts on so, no one can ask the truth of why she would show up with a black eye, bruises, and cuts scattered on her body. Though everything changed when her brother left when he turned 18, (older brother is at least 2 years apart), she was only 16 years old and her brother leaving the family the second he could, turned her father into the worst evil than he already was. What used to be an out-of-the-blue beating from her father, turned into a daily one. People started to notice that Devyn’s marks on her face and body didn’t match up to the matches she would do – questions were asked and they were answers she couldn’t give. One of Devyn’s best friends told her to stay with them and their family, till they graduated and she turned 18 so she could leave her parents for good. Though staying with her friend wasn’t far enough away from her parents when she started telling not just her friend, but her boxing coach…the police. With the help of her friend and their parents - Devyn was able to steal some money and valuables from her parents to buy a ticket for the Ferry from Perth, Australia to Bandung, Indonesia.

At the age of 16, Devyn ran away from Australia to Indonesia. Yes, she was petrified. She didn’t know what she was doing nor where to go…though she knew if she chose life, this was the only way she’d be able to stay that way. Her parents would be able to talk and buy their way out of any kind of charges, let alone any time. This…this was the safest way to get away from them. Though it meant losing all contact with her friends back home - there was one person she wanted to reach out to. Her brother. She just prayed that he still had the same phone number. However, with no answers with the dozens of times, she tried to call - she gave up. It was time to stop playing the poor child card and work hard. After all, this is in a way her second chance, right? It wasn’t easy, but with the money and valuables she took from her parents, she was able to rent a low-quality apartment and start a job as a waitress. Damn…was this truly her life now?

A couple of years later, Devyn was still working at the diner, and one day she served a familiar face - one she accepted in never seeing again; her dear older brother. Another was sitting with him who wasn’t familiar to her but she didn’t care, she was just overjoyed to see him again, and much like she knew he would - he was there to rescue her. Well, him and the other person. After two years, her brother became a pirate - a shipmate under the rule of famous, fearsome pirates… – The Darraghs. Though it was a life she wasn’t sure about, it was one far away from this place and one with her brother once more. So, without hesitation, she agreed to be what they called a cabin girl on board the ship her brother was on. Over the years, showing her worth to the captain of the ship - she was then promoted to become a Boatswain at the age of 23, then a gunner at the age of 25. Her promotions and the work she did weren’t just noticed by her Captain and First Mate, but it was also recognized by the captain of Dragon’s Plunder. When she turned 26 years old she was asked to be Dragon’s Plunder First Mate. Feeling honored she didn’t hesitate to accept the offer. Now she sails as a First Mate and she can’t help but be amazed at the path her life took to lead her to what she is now. Things she would never change if she ever got the chance.

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♢ Calvin Campbell ⇥ Devyn and her older brother have been close since day one. Mainly because their parents would take all frustrations out of them, but also because he had raised her since she was born. He wasn't just her brother, he was her first father figure and best friend. Apart from living like royalty in Australia due to their parents' wealth - the Campbells were a miserable family and the only thing that pulled Devyn through all of the shit is her brother & best friend. So, when it came to the day when he turned 18 years and he left her. Devyn held some hostility towards him. Not just because he left her to deal with their parents but because after he left, their parents blamed Devyn for his leaving and took it out on her. The beatings became worse and worse. Till it came to the day when Devyn's friend's family figured it out by the bruises and scars on Devyn's body that she couldn't hide as well anymore. When she ran away to Bandung, Indonesia it took her brother a couple of years to find her and come see her. She was a waitress at a local diner and it was becoming her norm, until of course - she saw her brother and another man sitting at the table. They offered her a life of piracy and needless to say she didn't hesitate to take them up on the offer. Saying goodbye to being a normal citizen - she boarded the Serpent Silver ship with her brother and the captain who offered her the position of cabin girl. Over the years she grew up the ladder, eventually leaving the ship her brother was on and joining Dragon's Plunder as the First Mate. The Cambell siblings are still close. But not as close as they used to be.  ♢ Roman Darragh ⇥ Devyn joined the Darragh fleet as a Cabin Girl, to which she didn't mind all of the dirty, unwanted work that came with it only because it gave Devyn the chance to break away from her old life, one both she and her brother would love to soon forget! So, again, she was fine with all the dirty jobs that came with joining piracy as a Cabin Girl. As a few years passed, Devyn proved herself to be a valuable member of the Darragh fleet. She was quickly promoted from Cabin to Gunner and her abilities were noticed by one certain captain of Dragon's Plunder. The captain had asked Devilyna to be their first mate aboard Dragon's Plunder. She would be a fool to decline his offer. So, without hesitation, she boarded the ship as the first mate and she never once regretted her decision in doing so. Now, she can truly call the crew her family and he has shortly become like a father figure to her, a best friend she has high respect for, and will do anything for him and anything he asks of her. Though that still wasn't to say there weren't times she would question a few of his rash decisions and call him out on his bullshit.  ♢ Gabor Erdös ⇥ Devyn is the First Mate of Dragon's Plunder and Gabe's trainer after his accident. The two never saw eye to eye when Gabe still served on the Plunder as the gunner, but after the mission and Gabe's injury, Devyn developed a new heart towards Gabe. He knew if it wasn't for Devyn, he wouldn't be doing his daily beach jogs and now training in jiu-jitsu alongside his former co-crew member. Every once in a while, their training moved to the bedroom for relief from the build-up they both seemed to have at the end of the day. However, it wasn't ever serious - just really good training and fun.

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☑    Favorite...  ➢         🖛 Color: Green, Blue & Black        🖛 Quote: “I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity..” ―  Edgar Allan Poe        🖛 Book: Pet Sematary by Stephen King        🖛 Fast Foods: Chipotle & Del Taco        🖛 Food: Greek salad, tacos, anything Mexican & Italian        🖛 Snacks: Veggie & Fruit platters & gummies        🖛 Drinks: Whiskey & water        🖛 Movies: Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Birdcage, Peter Pan, A Series of Unfortunate Events        🖛 TV Shows: Vikings, Schitt's Creek, How I Meet Your Mother, Avatar: Last Airbender        🖛 Vacation Spot: Greece, Scotland, Finland, Italy        🖛 Animals: Wolves, eagles, orcas & sharks ☑    Love Life ➢        🖛 Relationship Status: Single        🖛 Sexuality: Pansexual        🖛 Past Relationships: Unmemorable one night stands & Gabor Erdös [Friends with Benefits] ☑    Physique ➢        🖛 Height: 5'5"        🖛 Weight: 128 lbs        🖛 Body Build: Athletic        🖛 Hair Color: Brown / Blonde        🖛 Eye Color: Blueish Green

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8 - 18 Mackenzie Foy

28 - 38 Alycia Debnam-Carey

48 - Death Vera Farmiga