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angrygirlromero · 3 months ago

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SHOOTERS SHOOT

(feat. Charlie Bushnell x fem¡oc)

@angrygirlhayek Following

@cbushnell15 come home the kids miss you 😣

11:31 p.m 19/03/25 105.5k views

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@malachiDiBarton

noooo baby don’t do this to me 😭😭😭

@AryanSimhadri

brooo that’s crazy time to man up ig @cbushnell14

@cbushnell15

I guess dreams really do come true 😳😳😳

@elianamarkella

I thought you were joking about posting it to twitter 😭😭😭

@user1078

HUHH?? WHO TF IS CHARLIE BUSHNELL?!!!

@likemyballs69

there’s no way bro puller Alejandra Hayek

@crasybitsh101

Nepo baby much? 🙄

dior

guyss have you seen twitter?

aryan

Charlie literally manifested her

wtf

He was crying like two days ago to a tik tok she posted

Cause he said she’ll never know him

Are we in some type of fairytale I don’t know about???

walker

What’s twitter? I don’t know that app

I only know x 😉

dior

Stfu

If u don’t have anything relevant to say, just sush

charlieeee why aren’t you relying

leah

He’s probably still in shock

Or possibly crashing out rn

charlie

…

dior

use your words dummy

Charlie

W T F

HOW DOES SHE EVEN KNOW WHO I AM?

WDF DO U MEAN THE KIDS MISS ME I NEVER LEFT!!!!!

OMFFFGGGG

aryan

there it is

Leah

Oh lord…

dior

Deep breaths

Charlie

wtf do I say after something like that??

dior

Dm her? Ask for her number

Charlie

She doesn’t even follow me

wait

Aryan

What?

Charlie

SHE JUST FOLLOWED ME

On insta and tik tok

Omg omg

my repost are like 90% edits of her she’s gonna think I’m a fucking weirdo 😭😭😭

dior

HAHAHA

Charlie

tf u mean haha?

HELP ME

Aryan

just calm down bro I’m sure it can’t be that bad

Leah

Trust me it’s bad, level 100% obsessed with the poor girl

How does she even know you?

walker

I have something relevant to say

Leah

What is it?

walker

It was me.

Dior

What do u mean it was you? Huh?

Leah

???

Aryan

???

Charlie

???

Walker

I met her yesterday in nyc, she was very nice btw she invited me for doughnuts, anyways I asked if she had seen Percy Jackson

Which btw she had

And she mentioned that Luke Castellan was the best thing to ever happen to Disney

So I told her that Charlie is obsessed with her work

Charlie

Idk if I should thank you or kill you

Walker

What? I’m literally the best wing man every tf u mean kill me?

Leah

Language

Walker

Sorry 😔

Aryan

I was not expecting that

dior

Me either, I though those fotos of u with a girl in nyc were edited

I didn’t know it was her

Why didn’t you tell us?

Walker

You never asked

🤷🏼

Charlie

this mf

Charlie Bushnell sat in absolute shock on the bench of his local gym, mouth gaped fist clenched and heart bounding, as he stared at the notificación on his Home Screen from tik tok @alehayek mentioned you in their video. The nervous boy took a deep breath before clicking on the notification it soon leading him into the app where the logo appeared before the app loaded the video.

On the screen appeared a short tik tok video, there she was Alejandra Hayek on the beach in god knows which part of Mexico, she lounged lazily on a beach chair with pretty doe eyes staring into the camper lens from behind her think sun classes, she laid beautifully displaying the setting of the beach infront of her with the sun set. Her tanned skin and glossy lips smiled at him, god he could die a happy man just simply looking at her.

Soon enough the tik tok audio rang throughout the empty gym, “like my **** tall and brown, and mixed with a little bit of ugly” she lip synced, with a cute smile allowing the dimples in her cheeks to form, as her hand moved forward for form the gun motion “uh, uh-huh, they say shooters shoot” she smiled while tilting her head, long wavy hair falling into her face slightly, “uh, uh-huh, @CharlieBushnell, what’s up with you?”

In that moment Charlie couldn’t stop smiling like an idiot, his face was red, his cheeks hurt, his heart raced and his palms were sweating, he shook his head in his flustered state before liking the video, adding it to his favorites and reposting it. He rewatched the video once more before opening the comments.

Dior Goodjohn • following

@charliebushnell where you at my guy come get your girl

McKenna grace • following

That’s crazyyy

Aryansimhadri • following

get your man girl

Walker scobell • following

This was my doing btw

Liked by creator ❤️

Malachi Barton •following

😔😔😔

Eliana Kalogeras • following

Yeah Bushnell what is up with you and my girl? 🤨

🎀Piper Rochelle🎀 • following

ITTT COUPLEEEE

Vinnie • following

🤨🤨🤨

Alex Warren • following

Can I preform at the wedding??!!

replied by creator

omg yessss!! (If there is a wedding 🫢)

Charlie Bushnell • following

Well it appears I’ve been shot, right in the heart

Liked by creator ❤️

a/n: thank you for reading! Sorry for any grammar mistakes you may have encountered English isn't my strongest language, hope you enjoyed. This is one hundred percent inspired on a tik tok I saw the other day!

PLEASE READ!!!

It has come to my attention that many people seem to get disappointed after realizing that my stories are x femjoc, I'm so sorry for the confusion. I'm not very good at writing my character without much details or descriptions, so I find it much more difficult to write x reader fics as much as l'd like to. As for my tags please don't come for me but as some tumblr users probably already know the algorithm here isn't the best and I have to put as much tags associated with my fic as possible for it to get put on the right fandom's fyp, if you'd like me to formally remove or change anything just let me know, I write strictly for fun and entertainment of other I'm just trying to share my hobby

(IF U HAVE ANY QUESTIONS ABOUT THIS FICS DON'T BE AFRIAD TO COMMENT YOUR QUESTIONS, AND IF YOU'D LIKE TO SEE MORE OF THIS DONT FORGET TO LIKE AND REPOST!!

#fyp #percy jackson #luke castellan #disney #charlie bushnell #luke castellan x reader #camp half blood #percy series #dior goodjohn #leah sava jeffries #aryan simhadri #walker scobell #malachi barton #tiktok #vinnie hacker #shooters shoot

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pepsicola-pussy · 8 months ago

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Chapter 1 - Eternal Sunshine (Vinnie Hacker x Reader)

a/n: first series ever….bare with me pls. enjoy.

March 3rd, 2024

I pulled my heavy suitcase off the conveyor belt with a huff. Usually Matt would do this for me. I smile to myself thinking about his grumbles of complaints as he pulls it off with ease, placing it next to me, and rolling his eyes at the kiss I'd place on his cheek in return. But, he isn't here, none of them are. My first solo trip back home since we all moved to LA and I hated it. I missed my family, the triplets, our shared apartment, and the constant orchestra of laughs and bickering.

After 6 months in Boston, taking care of my dying father, I was finally returning to LA. I dropped everything the moment I learned he was sick, leaving behind my career that I didn't know whether or not it would be waiting for me when I returned, and a boyfriend who I'm sure had moved on since my ghosting. I was grieving, I lost the only biological family I had left, and couldn’t keep a healthy relationship to save my life. The only consistent thing within my life was the triplets. Mostly due to the fact we refuse to lose contact. Our fathers were best friends their whole life, which of course in turn meant we grew up together, and were inseparable. A rush of hot air hit me as I walked out of the airport, looking for the triplet’s SUV. I glanced at my phone.

Nick 🤓:

HEY we are by gate 4b HURRY I BROUGHT U IN AND OUT

I laugh at his text, before looking up at the sign above me. 7C. I begin the walk to 4b, anticipation is surging through me. After months of nothing but sadness, and fear, I couldn't wait to get back to what I do best. Keeping the triplets in one piece, and modeling. I had been modeling for 2 years, since the triplets and I left Boston behind to pursue careers. I was scared to try modeling, I knew what it would entail. Being stared at, my body being commented on, big Hollywood executive creeps, etc. but, with a gentle push from Nick, I ran full speed towards a career, and made somewhat of a name for myself. 5a, 4d, 4c, 4b the signs read off, I looked around 4b, my eyes eventually finding the three guys I had been yearning to see for weeks. Chris held a sign, welcome back y/n! with a smiley face. I laughed, remembering all the times we made fun of people who brought those dumbass signs to the airport, before running toward them. Matt slapped the two other boys to get their attention.

“Y/n!” Chris exclaimed, a pink gift bag in his hand. Nick shrieked, a greasy In n Out bag in his right hand, and vlog camera in the other. I wrapped my arms around Matt and Chris and squeezed. I took in a deep breath, their scent opening a floodgate in my brain. I was home. I'm okay, and I’m home. I pulled away, taking a look at Matt’s arms. When I left he only had a couple, now he basically had an entire sleeve.

“My god!” I exclaimed, turning his arm, straightening it so I could get a good look. It hadn’t been that long since I'd last seen them, however our last interaction was when I refused to remove my face from Chris’ lap at my father’s funeral. People talked, gave speeches, sermons were said, and I couldn’t face any of it. Chris just held me as I hid. The world kept moving but I stayed still.

“Check this one out!” Matt said excitedly. He pulled up his sleeve to reveal four stars. My hand shot to my mouth.

“No fucking way.” I exclaimed. Matt grinned, Nick laughed, the camera recording our reunion.

“Got it for the four of us. We missed you, kid.” Matt said, pulling me in for another hug. Ever since we were little, Marylou - the boy's mother and basically mine too - called us her shining stars.

“There’s my shining stars!” she would exclaim as we returned from a day outside.

“How is my shining star?” she asked as she walked through the front door, my eyes fixed to my father in his hospice bed.

“How are you, star?” she asked, as i hid under matt’s blankets out of pure shame after my first date. There we were, shining little stars on Matt’s arm.

“I missed you guys too, so unbelievably much.” I muttered into his shoulder.

“Alright, enough my turn!” Nick exclaimed, pushing the camera into Chris’ shoulder before wrapping his lengthy arms around my shoulders.

“Alright kid…” Chris said in response to the camera shoved into him, he turned it so it faced our hug.

“Y/n, say hi!” Chris said, pointing the camera at me. I pulled my face out of Nick’s chest.

“Hi, world! Here I am!” I exclaimed. Chris whooped.

“Fuck yeah she is! Y/N L/N is back!” Chris shouted at the camera. Matt chuckled, before reaching for my luggage. I kissed Nick's cheek before snatching the greasy bag from his hand.

“Oh, how I missed you…'' I muttered to the bag. Matt opened the back seat door for us, before rounding to the other side with the driver side door. Nick hops in before me, taking the seat behind Matt, Chris jumps into shotgun. I glance up at the three of them. My best friends of 20 years, basically since conception. Their father was dear friends with my father. The pair were ecstatic when they realized their wives would be having children around the same time. They hoped to have the same gender so their children could be bestfriends the same way they had been. They ended up with three boys and a girl. They were right about the best friend part. From daycare, to pre-k, to kindergarten to high school it has always been Matt, Chris, Nick, and Y/n. The quad, and I loved it.

“y/n/n! your gift!” Chris exclaimed, passing me the pink bag. The camera filmed on the dash. I rolled my eyes.

“I swear to god if you got me some fuck shit-”

“Open it!” Matt exclaimed, turning the wheel so he could pull out of his spot. I pulled out the glitter tissue paper, pulling out the item on top.

“A Lisa Frank coloring book!” I said cheerfully, holding it up to the camera so they could see the rainbow cheetah on the front.

“Yeah I picked that out.” Chris stated proudly, grinning at the camera.

“Okay next is um… some panty liners!” I said, showing the camera the small pack of feminine products.

“Wait, what the fuck?” Nick exclaimed. Matt and Chris laughed widely in the front of the car.

“We figured it couldn't hurt,” Matt explained. I threw the panty liners at Matt’s head who whined in response.

“Coke yay!” I exclaimed, pulling out a six pack of cans from the back.

“Yes, one more thing!” Nick said excitedly, clapping his hands together. Lastly, there is a small box. I crack it open to reveal the triplet’s birthstone.

“Oh my god… guys” I begin, tracing the shimmering stone with my index finger. Chris turns to face me to see my reaction.

“It was my idea, isn’t it lovely?!” Nick rambles. I nodded, my bottom lip jutted as I tried not to cry. Chris grabs the camera, showing my neck as Nick puts it on.

“Aren’t we just the best?” Chris says cockily.

“The very best a girl could ask for.” I say with a smile, looking at the necklace from the view finder. Chris flicks off the camera, pushing it into his pocket.

“We have another surprise at the house.”

“My god, am I spoiled.” i stated with a smile.

The apartment looked basically identical. Our big gray sofa, mini bar filled with pepsi, dr. pepper, coke and rootbeer, the wall of polaroids with photos of parties we threw and people the triplets had collaborated with. I was incredibly relieved to see they hadn't torn the place to shreds.

“We took turns sleeping in here.” Nick admits, after he flopped his body onto my bed. I let out a laugh, walking toward the bed and flopping beside him.

“It was so weird without you guys.” I admitted, turning to face Nick. he stared at the ceiling, pulling his sleeves over his hands.

“That was the longest the four of us have been separated and I hated it.” Nick said with a smile.

“God, me too. We need to like… never do that again." I say before sitting up. I open up the window above my bed that leaks sunshine across the room. The sound of birds chirping and horns honking remind me I'm not in Boston any longer. I have no reason to be scared. I lit a candle, before opening my suitcase.

“How are you doing?” he asks finally. I stiffen slightly. I figured this would be coming.

“I’m okay…”

“Y/n.”

“Really. I am. I'm happy to be back with my best friends, back home.” I say pulling out the folded clothes from my suitcase. Nick licks his lips as he grabs onto my stuffed bunny and sets his face on it, watching me shuffle around the room as I continue speaking.

“Sure, I'm still grieving and I have bad days sometimes, but I'm ready for what’s next… and I was in Boston long enough to not need to go for about 5 years" I joke, Nick laughs.

“You know mom would never allow that” he says, flipping to his stomach, facing me. I shake my head.

“You're right. I think she was like the only reason I survived the past 6 months. Seriously "I say sadly. Nick nods.

“She told me a little… I’m glad she was there for you, you know how bad we wanted to be with you-”

“No, no, Nick really. I would've never forgiven myself if you came with me for half a year instead of being here. There's so much here for you.” I reassured. Nick nodded sadly. I know he and his brothers felt horribly guilty about the fact they were living their lives and growing their careers as I nursed my father til death. Nick hopped off the bed, sitting beside me on the floor, assisting in the unpacking of my clothes.

“I love you, Nick,” I mutter. He wraps an arm around my shoulder.

“And i love you”

“Y/N NICK COME ONE SURPRISE!” Chris shrieks from down the hall.

“Holy fucking shit, Chris, I now cannot hear which makes this surprise useless fucking idiot!” Nick yells as he marches down the hall. I shake my head before standing and walking down the hall. I walk into a usual looking living room.

“Im-” I began confusedly. Nick sighs.

“Dining room.” He says. I turned from the boy to the dining room, seeing a massive grand piano where a fold out table used to be.

“Wha-”

“So you can start writing more!” Chris explains.

“And maybe even release a song!” Matt adds. I look back at them, all of them have smiles on their faces. I can tell this was not cheap.

“Where is our table?”

“Balcony”

“Now we can eat outside, so French,” Nick joked. I grinned at him.

“Well, play us something dumbass!” Nick says. I roll my eyes, and walk toward it. Memories of my dad and our piano that overlooked the view of the lake in our backyard flood me. My mind wanders to how much I miss him. I push onto the keys gently, beginning a song I know well. Quiet, the Winter Harbor by Mazzy Star. Nick plops down beside me on the stool, putting his head on my shoulder. As I play I think of my next moves. Was I going to return to modeling? Something I loved, but sometimes felt as if it was sucking my soul dry? Or would I try music, and risk failing miserably. There wasn’t much left for me to lose. No biological family, just the triplets and their family. But then again, did I really need anything but them?

To: Stella Vaan

From: y/n l/n

Subject: back

Hey stells, just curious if i still have a career?

3/3/24 @ 3:39

To: y/n l/n

From: Stella Vaan

Re: back

Hey y/n, you have a shoot for Dior in three days. Best manager of the year award goes to me.

3/3/24 @ 9:42

March 5th, 2024

I groan at the sudden shaking of my sleeping body. I know who it is and why it is happening, and I am cursing my stoned self for agreeing to a pilates class with Nick at 11:30 am.

“Get the fuck up, y/n” Nick says, grabbing a pillow and hitting me with it while he sipped his smoothie.

“For fuck sake stop! I’m awake”

“I laid out a workout set for you, because I know your ass can't do it, I have a smoothie for you too.” Nick says, exiting my room. I glance to my bedside table. 10:45. Chris groans from beside me, I guess he passed out after we smoked last night which was nothing new for our friendship. Chris has always hated sleeping alone, so did I. It’s funny how little quirks I have parallel his.

“What the hell does he want?” he grumbles, hugging his pillow.

“Pilates.” I explain, swinging my feet over the edge of the bed. Chris places a kind hand on my shoulder, a sort of ‘I'm praying for you because my brother is insane’ gesture. I pull on my socks and slippers, and slip into the bathroom with the matching set Nick laid out for me. I slick back my hair, pinning it up and slipping into running sneakers. I grab sunglasses and a cute bag and head out to Nick and my lovely smoothie that awaits me. Nick is leaning against the counter on his phone, typing away. The sun is beaming a warm golden hue in our living room. I'm so happy to be back in the Los Angeles weather.

“Did you see the video of the girl with the monkey in the drive thru?”

“The what?” I asked, before taking a long sip of my smoothie. Nick lets out a laugh before showing me said video.

“Day 1 back and you two are already pissing me off.” Matt grumbles, rubbing sleep out of his eyes as he stumbled down the hall from his room.

“Wow you're extra ripe this morning. Sure haven't missed your bitchiness "I snapped back. Matt grumbles under his breath, snatching my smoothie, taking a sip and returning it to my hand. I scoff at him.

“When is your shoot, y/n/n?” Nick asks, stuffing his phone back into his pocket before leaning against the counter.

“Tomorrow morning…” I respond, before picking at the skin by my thumbs.

“Nervous?” Matt asks, pulling a bottle of water from the fridge.

“Mm, good to see you’ve discovered water, matthew. And yes, I am in fact nervous "I shoot back.

“Alright so this is how our day is gonna go y/n?” he says with a smirk, yanking at a strand of hair. I swat his hand away, grabbing my shit off the counter.

“C’mon Nicolas, we don't deserve to fraternize with such individuals…” I say, pulling Nick's arm. Nick waves bye to Matt, who chuckles at us as we walk out. The morning is dewy, and slightly sticky against my skin. Summer is approaching. Nick and I walk leisurely to pilates, enjoying the warmth of the LA sun. Walking is not our first choice, but begging Matt for a ride before 4pm is an almost impossible task, and the studio was a quick walk. I hum quietly to myself as Nick talks to me about upcoming video stuff. My mind listens the best I can, but I can truly only do so much.

“y/n/n.. Can I ask you something?” Nick asks. I look up.

“Yeah.. of course.. What’s up?” I ask. He bites the inside of his cheek. I sense he’s going to go deep.

“Are you excited to start modeling again? I know… I know you struggled a lot an-”

“Nick…”

“y/n… please… I just want to make sure. I love you so much… and you know how much I want to see you succeed” he explains. I smile softly. Modeling was not choice number 1 for me, singing was. I've been singing since i could speak, and in turn been singing on demand whenever nick asked, which was often when we were children. Nick hooks onto my arm.

“y/n/n i want to see you happy.” Nick explains. I smile.

“I am happy…i’m happy right here.”