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I got my results back for my second year today. I have been so stressed and anxiously waiting as my previous marks weren’t the best but I got what I wanted. Bring on my final year 💗

also I have been having fun with my digi cam <3

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The goofiest goober

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Will has NEVER looked better than he did in the Bear. Also Big Zuu's big eats. But those are obviously TV. But for films unfortunately it's On Swift Horses 😭 and that film is SO slow so you might just have to like power through I'm afraid

omg so I started watching the bear as per everyone’s recommendations last night and you are SOOO right! I’ve got a long weekend ahead of me since finishing up uni so I might schedule that in 😂

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crap crap day. Why do I feel like shit

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good point

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What’s the best film to watch with Will Poulter in? When does he look the sexiest?

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2nd year? Completed it mate.

sorry I’ve been gone for so long. I had two huge assignments so spent a long time doing them! It’s so weird to think my second year is finished, felt like I only started it yesterday. 3 months off seems like a decent deal for me though!

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read my imagine!!!

Having a bad day, read x reader! Having a good one, read x reader! Bored, read x reader!

All in all, live, laugh, love x reader!

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just did really shit on my last essay. Any words of encouragement for the next 2 so I don’t completely annihilate uni?

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not a fanfiction, not a photo post. Just because I suddenly remembered but back in the summer of 2016 there was this waiter at a restaurant near me and I had the biggest crush on him- he looked like WillNE and his name was Will and whenever we went to eat there I used to get all excited and then when we would come home I would watch WillNe videos to remind me of him 😂 14 year old me was wild, what a bloody time

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“but how could you live and have no story to tell?”- Fyodor Dostoevsky

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Only I could become super sick before my biggest essay is due. Why does it always happen to me ☹️

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How it feel to finally accept and embrace the cringe of reading x reader fics

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Staring Again

Description: Will can't help but stare at his girlfriend in the middle of Tesco.

It was hard for Will to explain it. No words came to mind and no sentences did it any justice. It was driving him mad that he couldn't convey to you how hot you looked right now.

Currently you were wearing a cute t shirt and even cuter shorts with your hair looking perfect. There was almost nothing different about this outfit than all your rest except one thing.

Your tattoos were showing.

The two of you both walked to tesco from eachothers places and were going to pick up something to make back at your flat together.

You still hadn't noticed him yet as you stood looking at the produce. Ha hadn't bothered to let you know he was there yet and so you stayed in your respective spots.

Picking up a bell pepper only to put it back as the music in your headphones blared on. You were oblivious to your own boyfriend being awestruck by the ink on your body.

He had seen them a hundred times. But there was something different about right now. Seeing you so at ease as you picked up the peppers, your outfit being cute, and your tattoos being down right sexy.

Someone else must of thought the same, as he was watching you a man came up and tried to chat you up.

Wills body tensed looking at the man. His blood boiled with every step closer he took. Making his way over he heard the man begin.

"Looking good sweetheart." He said a little too loudly earning a frown from Will. You however don't react at all. Just simply taking the perfect pepper and walking away.

The man tried to follow you but then saw a different woman elsewhere who looked more eager for the attention. You had now grabbed your phone texting Will

💬 Where are you?

Instead of responding he walked over and put his arms around you. You jumped before realising it was him and learning into his touch.

"You look good," he mumbled into your hair as you took off your headphones, "Your tats always have me drooling." He confessed.

"I saw you staring." He turned bright pink as she continued on.

"I was thinking about getting another one," You say turning to him. He has a cheeky grin as he asks you to elaborate "Well, since we've started dating I haven't gotten any and I feel like I need one more."

Will nods along as you walk down a different aisle hand in hand. He tried to think of a new idea when she stopped and looked up at him

"I wouldn't mind getting a matching tattoo with you," she suggested "Only if you're willing. Maybe one that says 'For Wills eyes only'."

Will short circuited.

"YEA-" He cleared his throat, turning pink with how excited he got "Yes, I would like that." She gave him a soft smile.

He didn't want to creep her out but he had been hoping she'd ask for awhile. Especially after witnessing the man who was hitting on you he wanted there to be a physical deterrent for all men on the prowl.

"Do you have any ideas?" He asked as they continued down the store. With every suggestion his eyes sparkled more and he decided there on the spot that not only were you the one, but that you always have been.

You were his and he was yours.

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friday night pt.1

Will Lenney x female reader AU

After a long week of work, you and your friends go into town and you meet Will, who is a well-known businessman…

y/n: your name

f/d/n: favourite drink name (I would have put a cosmopolitan by default)

This is my first time writing a fanfiction since I used the hell out of Wattpad in 2018 so if this does not do well, I think I might cry.

Song listened to whilst writing/reading: 2 Much by Qendresa

It was a warm but busy evening in Soho, perfect evening weather in Mid-May. As much as you were enjoying dress and heel weather with no jacket, you doubted the warm spell would last long, typical of the UK. You reached the bar and made your way through the bustling crowd of people in the bar and made a beeline towards your friends, Aimee and Thea. You threw them a little wave- which was mirrored excitedly by the two of them. Once you had finally made your way past the crowds, you became an ecstatic mess “my God, you look absolutely stunning!” Thea remarked, referring to your apprehensive choice of clothing. It was your vintage Jane Norman dress which contoured to your body perfectly. You had dug it out from deep beneath the back of your wardrobe and were slightly hesitant about wearing it as the last time you wore it was a house party back when you were 17. 

“Well thank you, you both look just as wonderful!” you exclaimed.

Aimee went to get a chair for you to sit on and join them with whilst Thea ordered your favourite drink; a f/d/n.

The air was filled with laughter and soft, sultry music. You were enjoying not having to think about work for the night. This last week had been completely hectic for you; between the paperwork and new referrals you had almost forgotten you had a social life. You caught up on all the gossip from around your local area back home, how Thea felt about her new job working as a primary school teacher and how Aimee was doing as a newly qualified sports therapist. In that moment, everything was just right, just the three of you putting the world to rights.

Around 5 drinks later, and most definitely around £50 poorer, you felt the music was edging you to dance, you managed to resist it, until Thea encouraged you and Aimee to join her on the dancefloor. You rose from your seat eagerly, drink in one hand, and began to proudly strut towards the dancefloor. Suddenly, Aimee stopped in her tracks “hey, that’s Will Lenney, I’ve heard he comes to this bar, they say he’s going to be known worldwide soon…”

You looked ahead and saw a group of men stood adjacent to the bar. Will was quite possibly one of the biggest names around London right now. His latest business venture was huge, you had never seen him in person before, only through word of mouth. He was tall, oh so very tall, and his jawline was so sharp it could cut paper- you swallowed hard, feeling slightly nervous by his presence. Carefully, you and the girls continued your journey to the dancefloor. As you walked past Will, your eyes met with his and it was as if time stood still, everything was in slow motion, and you forgot how to breathe for just a split second.

You tried to ignore Will’s gaze, smoothing down your dress and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as you sipped your drink slowly whilst gently swaying on the dancefloor. You felt very self-conscious despite the amount of alcohol in your system- especially now you had an audience. There was something so fiery about your interaction with Will, and it intrigued you. Thea huddled into you and Aimee “anyone want a smoke?” she asked, “no, but I’ll go with you outside for some air,” Aimee replied.

“I’m okay girls, I’ll go to the bar and get us another round?” you queried. The girls agreed and you went to the bar to order your drinks.

“Uh one Long Island Iced Tea, one vodka lemonade and one f/d/n, please.” You said to the bartender. As you went to get your purse out to pay, a hand stopped you “no, no, I’ll get this for you!” It was no other than the Will Lenney.

“No please, it’s payday and a present for my girlfriends for being so patient with me this last week!” you retorted playfully, Will laughed. 

“Well at least let me buy you a drink.” Your heart fluttered. Must be the alcohol. 

“Okay, a f/d/n would be nice,”

“Got it! I’m Will,”

“Oh, I know who you are, Mr Lenney. I’m y/n.” Will smiled, it made your stomach jump slightly. The bartender gave you your drinks, and an extra one for you courtesy of Will. As slowly took a sip from your drink, he watched you intently, his eyes flicking from your eyes to your lips. He cleared his throat.

“So, y/n, what do you do?”

“I’m a therapist!” You always loved seeing people’s reactions to what your job is, they are either excited or slightly on edge, fearing that you have analysed them. Will was impressed; he seemed to have a genuine interest in what you do. The chemistry between the both of you was incredible, from the 10 minutes Thea and Aimee were gone it felt like an eternity- and you didn’t want it to end. 

You felt Will’s fingers slightly graze against the side of your thigh, and you felt your heart race. You saw Thea and Aimee coming through the doors, scanning the bar to find you. 

“Well, my friends are back, thank you for the drink, it has been nice talking to you,” you tried to sound happy, and not sad because you had to separate. Before you turned away, Will gently grabbed your wrist, bringing you closer towards him. He leaned in towards you, breath hot on your ear and your heart going into overdrive “y/n?” 

“Yes, Will?”

“that dress looks crackin’ on you.”

Well, it’s late and I have an essay due on Thursday which is the bane of my existence. If this does well then you may very well get a part 2 before next week.