#R.I.P. Out of Time

[cashmoneychiyo]

Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun Chapter 151 © Cash Money Chiyo (@grolia, jinky, @waxlightjohn, and our newest member satorii aka @morallygay!)

[sbrown82]

Tina Turner covers The Rolling Stones' hit “Out of Time” live in Holland (1984).

[skysiren]

dream crochet :)

guess what i did..

[unnonexistence]

ive glutened myself again -_-

[jenniesban]

Okay, season 3

I found it tiring and repetitive. didn't need 10 episodes. 8 was enough. just like previous seasons.  

Carmen in this maniac episode was almost insufferable to watch. Everybody on here was waiting for him to be down, but the writers could’ve done better, and Christopher Storer could’ve shown us better.

First of all, his relationship with Claire wasn't that deep. I know it's all in Carmy’s head, the way he visualizes her etc, and yes I have a high degree of myopia, but this was not shown in s2. It makes me mad watching this lack of commitment with his partner and sister in an opening business.

I care about Camy, and it’s so tragic that he can’t get out of this cycle of abuse. but I’m a human, and sometimes I really wanna beat him. I know he's trying, but this man needs to take his head off his ass asap. Showing his situation with one hundred flashbacks was monotonous to watch. 

About Sydney, I’m so mad how they wrote her this season. Are they gonna end this show without showing us a center episode of her??? this season was a perfect moment to develop ONE OF THE LEAD CHARACTER OF THE SHOW!!!

My girl was passing for so much and alone, but the writers were like, nah, let’s show bad comedy with the Faks instead. Put a woman to babysit Carmen and Richie, two grown-up men for the entire season, it’s insane. (she's so much better than me)

I love Sydney so much, and we know she would rather get a shot than talk about her private life with anyone, but I need her to fight. I need her to speak. The panic attack scene breaks my heart, I don't think is all carmy's fault. It was a mix of everything. Fear of the future, insecure about everything, thinking about her found family and the possibility of losing them, starting a new business all over again (when she spoke on s2 that she didn't have in her to try again), fear of failure again. But I wish they had shown it better from her pov. They should have improved this part. 

I ended this season with a bitter feeling. It’s not a good writing job to have ten episodes of preparation to be resolved in the future. 

(And since Christopher Storer likes Taylor Swift so much, he should take all this hate train and enter his reputation era, and give us a better script in s4. #i think the bear is gonna finish in s4, so lets be productive and finish the show in a good way. please, all this with Joana Calo by his side, let her write!)

I loved Tina’s episode (thank god Ayo directed the best one), ice chips were insanely good. Abby Elliott and Jaime Lee Curtis!!!!!111!1 and the first episode was so well edited and directed. i love those actors very much so, they are so talented.

[smol-tired-binch-blog]

Kazama please don't give this man his own family he looks like he's gonna cry at the thought of conning civilians

[thewomanwhoreads]

I actually liked Lovecraft Country, but imo it gets the praise that Watchmen deserves

[sqx7music]

Froggy waffle!!!

[grotesquevi]

18+ minors & men dni, fingering, domestic!vi, dirty talk, this is basically sleepy, lazy sex in the middle of the night, kinda sweet dunno.

side note  # if you recognize this, might be because this is a piece from my previous blog vicorices (terminated blog 2025-2025 r.i.p) so this is my new account. i'm trying to get all my writing back up slowly and with my whole heart. this is a celebration since may is finally over and we are now entering june with the right foot. check out my arcane directory to check out the process of re-uploading fics. someday i'll get there.

nighttime is vi’s favorite time of the day. the long summer nights that seem eternal under the barely noticeable stars in the sky, the lonely moon hanging high as her breathing collides with the back of your neck, holding you tightly against the planes of her body as silence finally fills the room.

two in the morning, three, the two of you have fallen in a comfortable routine where you keep on talking until you randomly look at the clock and shit: you have work tomorrow, vi has shit to do as well so the lights are out and she’s holding you beneath the sheets, cuddling as she tries to sleep, concentrated in your breathing, your soft skin and how relaxed everything feels laying right next to you, anything but your ass barely covered by the oversized shirt she can feel without seeing it.

“are you asleep already?” she cannot help to ask after some minutes, and you hum trying to make her shut up. “how do you fall asleep so quickly? it’s not fair.”

vi would love the talent on herself, but there’s always something: the bed’s too comfortable, too silent, too peaceful. her life has always been rough and fast, so she rolls in bed until her eyes close by themselves, hugging you tightly as a reminder you’re on her side, that her lone days are over — a reassurance that the thin duvets she’s sleeping in does not belong not even near stillwater.

“don’t sleep,” she moves you slightly at first, a couple of seconds until she’s downright shaking you. “baby, wake up. don’t leave me, i want some kisses.”

it’s been a long day. vi’s muscles are sore and you’re barely able to keep an eye open, but either way you’re putting an effort on stretching out to reach for a kiss, looking at her from over your shoulder as you purse your lips together for a quick peck vi wastes no time in taking.

and the thing is, it should be a quick kiss. should cause vi’s kissing you again and again until you seem to get the memo, parting your lips slightly to let her tongue push warm and wet against your bucal cavity, playfully touching yours as you are slow to return the kiss, allowing it anyhow. her kisses are so damn nice for a reason, when her hoop ring squishes against your own nose and she’s wishing to kiss you for as long as her breathing allows it to.

“vi,” you say, trying to catch on your breath for a moment as your cheek touches back the pillow again, resting — “i’d like more, but i’m just so tired.”

she’s smiling. even in the darkness of the room you can’t see much but you feel her, and vi does not have much choice here, not when she loves the sound of your voice betraying you cause you do want more, even when it’s impossible for you to move any muscle.

“it’s okay,” she whispers in your ear after a second or two “i know you do. there’s no need to move here, sweetheart.”

you’d call it lazy fucking cause it don’t take much to cum. a quickie even, a forty minute long session that don’t qualify as a quickie really, but it’s close enough for both of you, in your own terms. vi’s urging you to come closer, and as fast as you fall asleep you’re now on your back, laying comfortable as she demands more kisses.

her fingers don’t miss a second to spread your legs open, and suddenly it’s like she’s all over, making you move until she’s pressed on your side, hovering right above you — and usually she’d have you back pressed against her chest on nights like this, kneading on your breasts, breathing in your skin, but she wants to see you. wants to notice your features, your pretty face distorting with the pleasure she brings in plain dark, kiss you when you fall apart engulfing your sinful sounds, whispering sweet words to drive you closer to the edge.

simple as that.

so vi hates it when she gets tired too, cause finger-fuck you? it’s a huge fucking effort. stopping once in a while for a second or two from the sore feeling in her muscles after a long day, making you chuckle lowly between erratic moans as she touches you just right how you want to; she’s fucking burning at that point.

“i’m sorry,” vi whispers against your neck, but she don’t really mean it— “doin’ my best here.”

her digits force themselves at your entrance, coating them with clear arousal as she fills you up, curling as she happens to know your body, those points you enjoy almost too much, the places that make you cum.

she’s doing it on purpose either way, teasing you. even when there’s this sound filling the room each time she sinks down and you’re awake as ever now, moving your hips against the palm of vi’s hand in search for more friction against your sensitive cunt, she’s taking her time cause sleep can wait, your needs? that’s different.

“fuck you’re so tight,” she whispers against your neck before you’re pulling on your shirt upwards, squirming against the wrinkled sheets to rise it above your tits, nipples already aching for her touch. even in the dark, violet notices the soft expanse of your bare skin colliding against her own, the smell of flowers in your skin as you recently switched to a new fragrance. “greedy. greedy whore always asking for more.”

the words slur together when she speaks: can you blame her? it’s impossible not to when her mouth catches up your hard nipple between her lips and tongue, that sweet tongue of her’s, swirls around it, wide licks before her mouth closes around to suck, fucking you deeper with her digits buried in your pussy — and you moan, cause the motherfucker bites on your chest lightly, enough to send shivers down your spine.

she’s good at driving you crazy, every. single. time.

“there you go baby. always s’good for me” vi praises with a smile. “do you hear how wet you are from just a little kiss? gonna make my girl cum.”

there’s something about the dark, cause vi loves to see you, fucking you with all the lights on so she can see every part of you, your very own fiber — but like that? it has so many perks too, a lot when she focus on your moans, the roughness on your voice each time you pant her name, the feeling of your warm cunt evolving her fingers, squeezing them like your own consciousness is trying to draw them deeper, harder. it makes her rely on her senses.

“ngh-m’gonna cum vi,” your voice is so fucking soft, like you’re recovering from being dizzy seconds before saying it, weak as you move faster. you’re leaking on the damn mattress beneath you as your body seems to function on it’s own — and it’s all it takes to make the earth stop spinning on it’s axis, the rippling orgasm pouring like hot fire in your skin as a loud moan leaves your lips, making your brain melt away in your own system.

vi enjoys watching you come undone, the shaking in your legs as you reach out to kiss her, the messy and sloppy kiss you give her in plain ecstasy that’s nothing but teeth and tongue, roughly passing your tongue against her parted lips.

your breathing is heavy and god, vi wishes to turn the lights on just to see that fucked out expression in your face, the way your brows furrow as you’re sensitive when she’s withdrawing her fingers, licking them clean like they’re full of ambrosia and not your clear arousal.

your intentions are clear afterwards when you’re pushing your knee between her parted, inviting legs, leaving an invisible trail of kisses against the column of her exposed skin; that tattoo on her neck you’ve seen many times before now brushing against your lips — your girlfriend is a mess already when you touch her, needy as she grinds desperate for her own release.

it doesn’t take much to make her cum either way, and when she finally falls asleep, you think that’s the fastest way to make her actually rest.

a win is a win after all.

[tokoyamisstuff]

Random thought how good do you think each invincible variant would be at eating 😺 is there any of them who would be an actual munch

18+ explicit content

Sis, don't- it's not worth it...

Other variants under the cut!

Omnivincible is more skilled than most of them. I just feel like he's got a mature approach and wouldn't just mindlessly delve in like some horny teenager.

He'd take his sweet time, enjoying himself without necessarily wanting something in return. In general he takes great pride in causing you pleasure. Is also pretty creative. After all his strenght allows him to eat you out in positions you didn't even know were possible.

Thought you can only come once at a time? He'll prove you otherwise.

Movincihawk constantly brags about his 'superior technique' but at the bottom line he's not all that good at it, sorry.

It's not like he isn't skilled, but he's pretty selfish and impatient. Any kind of foreplay is not a priority for him in general, he likes to go straight to the point.

Fucks pretty well to make up for it though.

Sinister Mark acts like he's doing you a favor, but with how eager he buries himself between your legs it's evident to say he enjoys this as much - if not even more than - you.

This man pins your thighs apart and eats you out like a man starving. Your taste drives him fucking crazy, so yes it could happen that he bites down harder than he intended to.

Likes to eat you out on your period. No I will not elaborate.

Striped/Target Invincible is super vocal during the whole thing. His grunts and groans vibrate against your folds, he doesn't even notice the effect you have on him.

Hope you're ready for the whole range of dirty talk, mostly degrading but occasionally throwing in words of acknowledgement. Tells you how this is your place - beneath him, completely at his mercy.

Uses his fingers better than his tongue, but is fairly good at both. The combination will send you straight to heaven.

No Goggles Invincible is probably the biggest tease on the entire planet.

This man will push you to your absolute limits, reducing you to a whining, moaning, begging puddle of lust. But he's got no mercy, prolonging your sweet torture for as long as he can - you're only allowed to cum if he says you're done.

With him the thin line between pain and pleasure is blurred into a mixture of pure overstimulation, but goddamn it's worth it.

Viltrumite Mark isn't familiar with earth's customs of intimacy. In their culture, canonically, they solely have sex for procreation. Though we never saw Debbie complaining about Nolan either, so I'm confident he can learn.

Gets the hang of it pretty fast, and quickly grows insateable with this new form of closeness he never got to experience before. He's an absolute mess, almost breaking the bedframe as he pathetically humps the mattress, wanting more more more of you.

Needs lots of cuddles and to be told he did a good job afterwards, pretty please.

Prisoner Mark was in solitary confinement for over a year - prepare to be destroyed. R.I.P.

He'll dive in between your legs and won't leave this place until he's got his fill of you, which could take him a while so get cozy.

Not an inch of your body is left untouched, as if he intents to memorize every detail, just in case you'd slip from his grasp once again.

Be prepared to cum until your body gives up. Man's got to make up for the time he spent away from you.

Unmasked Mark is very gentle, almost cautious in his efforts as if you were a fragile flower one needed to properly care for or it'd wither. He still can't fully believe you're here with him, so he's extra anxious about doing something wrong.

You'll slowly and sensually be guided towards your orgasm, his eyes never leaving yours as he reverently observes your every reaction.

Expect some premium aftercare!

Fully Masked Invincible knows you inside and out, has memorized all the weak spots that make you sing for him. He is completely and utterly devoted to your pleasure, maybe even a little too eager in his efforts since he tends to forget himself in the process.

To him your body is a temple meant for worship, so you'd relentlessly get showered in praise and compliments while he explores your body.

Will initiate at every given opportunity, but never pushes it. He just wants to make you happy, really!

[unnonexistence]

havent been on the computer much all weekend because i've been dealing with some eye strain but i'm experiencing newmann withdrawal so. time to try printing out one of my fics and editing on paper i guess

[inun4ki]

Bippity boppity boo bitch. I fucking love you and your ocs. You're so god damn creative, making whole universes spun up with just one brain cell thought. I can not tell you how happy i am we share this hobby my dear.

[sporadicsweetswitch]

Headcannon time. When the Batfam were still trying to figure out who he was, Red Hood had some of his goons/random people dress up like him and just randomly walk around rough parts of Gotham so there would be sightings of the Red Hood.

Each goon/random person is disguised perfectly to match Red Hood and is given a script to follow if they were spotted or caught that covers the current interactions with the Batfam.

Hilariously, this also means that if you accidently saw Red Hood without the helmet you wouldn't know if they were the real Red Hood.

So far whever Red Hood has been seen without the helmet, they have been identified as:

1. A really really old granny.

2. That one happy guy who is on the night shift at the supermarket (you know the one)

3. Matt the technician.

4. Several different cheerleaders from Gotham University.

5. Bill the Henchman.

6. A guy who bared remarkable resemblance to Jason Todd. R.I.P

[chxseversion]

PLEASE DON’T LEAVE||

Summary: just Oscar’s girlfriend posting multiple posts in one day begging him not to leave her (he’s going to media day and she’s got a cold at the hotel)

Warnings: flirty comments, Fake flirting in comments, Oscars girlfriend being crazy, pure silliness,

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YourInstaName • posted 45 minutes ago

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YourInstaName Back when he still loved me… now i just cough up my lungs and cry when i try to talk :(((

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User45 what?

LandoNorris god damn… and to think you two were so cute

✸ YourInstaName right? i don’t know where i went wrong

✸ LandoNorris i’ll yell at him for you

User46 if he actually broke up with her im taking her side

User47 she’s right. he’s wrong. end of story

Mclaren cope. we need him to do his job

HattieP he’s a idiot. I’LL DATE YOU!!!!

✸ OscarPiastri stop trying to date my girlfriend

User48 i just know she’s got some silly little reason behind this and it makes total sense. your in the wrong @OscarPiastri

✸ OscarPiastri please don’t encourage her

OscarPiastri i never stopped (slide 2 is me right now)

✸ YourInstaName YOU HATE ME!!!!

✸ OscarPiastri i could never hate you love

YourInstaName • posted 40 minutes ago

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YourInstaName @Mclaren GIVE ME MY LOVER BOY BACK!!!!!

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User45 i’m still confused but the Oscar photos are legendary

Mclaren no! :|

HattieP it’s okay, i’ll look after you now

✸ YourInstaName my new fav Piastri (after Mama P)

✸ HattieP of course

User46 why do i feel like she has about 400 photos of him and now what’s an excuse to use them?

OscarPiastri when did you take the 2nd photo?

✸ YourInstaName the time i took the photo

User47 the 3rd slide is actually such a good shot

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User48 oh to say ‘Nah. YourName is my girlfriend’

✸ OscarPiastri she’s mine. back off

LandoNorris I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!!

✸ YourInstaName i’m about to yell at you

✸ LandoNorris i no love this anymore

YourInstaName • posted 30 minutes ago

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YourInstaName missing my lover boy. Times are hard without him and i deeply wish to have him back but we can’t always have what we want. I had to learn that the moment i lost him. My heart is deeply broken but at least i had the memories with him.

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OscarPiastri IM NOT DEAD!!!

✸ YourInstaName it’s almost like he’s still with us at times

✸ OscarPiastri i give up

LandoNorris your an icon

User45 the fact he mentioned the reason behind these in his interview and everyone laughed

Mclaren damn… well keep him then

User46 she’s so crazy she’s coping by imagining he’s dead

User47 R.I.P Oscar Piastri. you’ll be missed

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✸ YourInstaName he will be missed dearly :(

HattieP oh well come and let me love you now

✸ YourInstaName yay!

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Your phone started to ring through the hotel. A single cough was let out as you reached for it and saw ‘osc 🧡’ as the name and a small smile graced your face. The green phone was pressed and before greetings could even be said he started to talk.

“post something that’s crazy. Mclaren admin won’t let me go home and i really want to be home” He explained while whispering through the phone like he wasn’t meant to be speaking over the phone at this very minute in time. “Use whatever pics you want. Just post something with a very ‘you’ caption and don’t worry”

With his words he hung up, you staring at your phone in pure confusion but also thinking what you could post to get Mclaren to let him come home, the hotel that was dark yet comfy, a message popped up seconds later from him ‘love you pretty girl ❤️’.

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YourInstaName I NEED THIS MAN BIBLICALLY. like everyday, any angel. Just NEED HIM.

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Mclaren you can have him back now as long as we can get you PR training?

✸ YourInstaName sure

User45 the fact that it was probably a trick to get him back but she’s speaking all out truths is crazy

User46 she knows what’s up

LandoNorris GET YOUR MAN BACK BESTIE!!!

✸ YourInstaName sometimes just gotta cause a little bit of chaos to get what you want (i want him)

HattieP EWWWWWW!!!!! THATS MY BROTHER!!!!!

✸ OscarPiastri should have told her to post these at the beginning then

User47 SPEAK THE TRUTH EVERYONE GIRLY

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OscarPiastri of course love. on my way

✸ YourInstaName ahhhh!!!! MY FINE AS MAN!!!!!

✸ ✸ User48 her freaking out over him is the same as the edits people create of him

✸ ✸ ✸ YourInstaName i know. i have 200 favourites on tiktok in a folder (no shame)

User49 she knows what she got and she’s gonna take it

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A/N: thanks to those who made it through. the next post should have more of a plot line not just pure chaos cause i wanted to make it without a structured plot.

[nahare-shin]

It’s my Neo 3 but the biggest plot twist is he’s the oldest bc he’s in his 40s.

[spiderb00bs]

- I DIDN'T GET THE HYPE

Jenna Ortega x reader  

“maybe Jenna's fans had underestimated you"

Genre – fluff        warnings - none 

(request) 

Now playing – Donk, by Beyoncé

“I think i wanna go back to school, and have my locker full of pictures of you. So give me that A in biology, i'm graduatin' soon"

“I didn't get the hype.” 

That was one of the phrases you saw most about yourself on social media. Ever since you started dating Jenna, people always seemed to have a certain opinion about what you looked like. Which was ironic, because those same people had never seen your face completely. The paparazzi always caught you at times when half your face was covered with a cap or a mask. 

Jenna knew you weren't much for cameras, always working behind them. You hardly used social media, and when her fans discovered your profile, you had to keep it private for your own safety - and comfort. Even so, your girlfriend's fans still managed to get into a small part of your life. They discovered your passion for video games, literature, music and science. And it wasn't long before people on Twitter (r.i.p), started calling you Jenna's nerd. 

You never minded the comments, even you knew that Jenna was too much for you, so the fans' surprise didn't bother you. In fact, you even agreed with some of them. Even you don't know how you pulled a girl like Jenna. The fans were split almost equally, half of the people thought that underneath the glasses and masks you wore on the street, there was a beautiful, hot girl. While others simply thought you were a nerd. And you were fine with that. 

Jenna, however, always wanted you to go to an event with her. As much as the brunette didn't like the constant showing off, she kind of wanted to show you off to everyone. So here you are, getting ready with Jenna's team for the red carpet of “Death of a Unicorn”. 

You certainly weren't used to so many people working on you. Hands adjusting your shirt, helping you put on your blazer, fixing your hair, putting on some make-up. Damn, you didn't know how your girlfriend dealt with all that. 

“Are you ready, honey?” Natalie, your girlfriend's mother entered the room, approaching you with a smile on her face. 

“Oh, well... I don't know...” You stammered, looking at the make-up artist next to you, only for the woman to laugh and shake her head positively. 

“She's ready.” 

Smiling at the woman, you stood up from the make-up chair as you walked alongside Mrs. Ortega. Your hands were ringing, and you couldn't lie that you were completely nervous at the thought of being on a red carpet. 

"Relax, darling, you look really beautiful. I'm sure people will love you two together." Natalie said, seeing your obvious nervousness. 

Your steps slowed, until you were face to face with the door to the room where your girlfriend was standing. 

“It's just that I'm not used to all this.” You said, nervously adjusting the collar of your dress shirt. "All this public stuff makes me a bit nervous. But I'd do anything for her." 

It took no more words for Mrs. Ortega to understand who you were talking about. The woman's smile opened instantly. 

“That's good to know.” 

Opening the door handle, you let your girlfriend's mother in first. Taking a deep breath, you entered the room, only for your breath to go out again as soon as you laid eyes on your girlfriend. The black dress with the plunging necklines that made you want to stare a second longer, the hair falling past her shoulders, the make-up, just how beautiful your girlfriend was in general. 

“Wow, you look wonderful, mi amor.” You said, grasping Jenna's hand before slowly lifting it and making her turn around. 

The brunette's laughter echoed around the room, only for her smile to widen when you pulled her towards you. Jenna's eyes sparkled as she looked at you, and yours were no different. You knew the power you had in Jenna, and she certainly knew the powers she had in you. 

“Did you like it?” The woman asked, tugging at the collar of your shirt, making you move closer to her - if that was even possible. 

“I loved it!” You emphasized, kissing Jenna's lips slowly. 

As much as you wanted to, you knew you couldn't smudge Jenna's makeup, so all the passion and that hint of aggression you wanted to give her would have to be saved for later. 

“All right, lovebirds, let's go or we'll be late.” Enrique said, clapping his hands, making you and Jenna laugh. 

The ride in the car was tense for you. You couldn't deny to anyone how nervous you were. It was almost impossible, your hands were shaking slightly and all you wanted to do was turn around and go home. But you had to do it, support your girlfriend, this was all very important to her, and if she wants you to be there for her, you will be! 

Noticing the way your hands moved, and how your leg hadn't stopped bouncing since you got into the car, Jenna grabbed your hand, intertwining the two of your hands and placing them on top of your restless leg. Taking a deep breath, you looked up at her, the brown of her eyes doing a phenomenal job of calming you down. The reassuring smile, the squeeze on your hand, the kiss she left on your shoulder, over the fabric of her chic shirt, all made you calm down.

“You'll be fine, mi amor.” Jenna said, looking at you with those doe eyes you knew so well. “Do you trust me?”

“With all my heart!”

"Good! Because we're about to do it."

You felt the car park, the beats in your chest getting slightly faster as Enrique told you how to act. You just nodded positively, before the car door was opened for you to get out. The flashes followed you momentarily, but you didn't let it affect you, turning around and holding out your hand so that your girlfriend could have some support to get down.

"Thank you. I love you!" She said, stopping for a second next to you, ignoring all the paparazzi and people shouting her name.

“I love you too, superstar.”

Smiling, Jenna pulled you by the hand, the two of you once again being blasted with camera flashes as you posed for red carpet photos. I mean, Jenna was landing, while you were trying to keep up with the whole situation happening in front of you.

At some point, you stepped back a little, just so your girlfriend could take a few pictures by herself. The weight of your cell phone in your trouser pocket reminded you that maybe this would be a good moment to keep it. Opening the camera, you imitated the paparazzi, pointing the lens at the beautiful woman in the black dress, taking several clicks, which - almost automatically - became your new wallpaper.

You followed Jenna to interviews and all this stuff, staying with Enrique and her team at times when she needed to be alone. Whatever it was, you didn't mind, it was great to see the woman you love achieving everything she deserves, and you loved every second of it.

The next morning hit you hard. The drinks you'd had last night seemed like a bad idea now, and despite wanting to get up and take the longest shower of your life, you stayed in bed because of the weight on your chest. Jenna was still sound asleep, snoring and making cute noises as she practically drooled all over you.

Smiling, you groped for the bedside table, reaching for your phone to take a cute souvenir photo, one of a thousand. But your plans quickly changed when you saw how many notifications you had, almost all from Twitter. You opened the app, scared and curious to see what you'd done so seriously to get so many comments.

The internet is crazy!

Hi guys

I hope you are all well! Sorry for taking so long to update, it's just that I have a lot of ideas on my main blog. But don't worry, I still have some drafts that I'm going to finish, so they'll be ready to be posted here.

for now I took advantage of Jenna's request.

Stay safe and drink water,

xoxo, spider.