#big time rush x reader

[supercap2319]

The guys making fun of Kendall for being so in love with his bf but he doesn't care as he knows his bf is so in love with him as well

"Dude, Kendall. You have got to stop all the lovey dovey stuff with Y/N. Girls aren't seeing all of this..." James pointed to himself. "Because they think you two are so cute together. Even the Jennifers are nice around you guys."

"James is right. Statistically speaking, the love you two have got each other will grow and grow, until you both are burned out on it and call it quitsville." Logan said.

"And more importantly... You missed hockey and fishstick Friday." Carlos whined.

Kendall looked at his best friends and shrugged his shoulders. He couldn't help that he was so in love with his boyfriend. After Jo broke his heart and left him for Jett, Kendall found a new love in Y/N L/N.

"Don't care. Y/N is officially Kendall Knight's number one guy. And he'll be at our next concert with an 'I ♥️ Kendall' sign. Because Kendall knew how much Y/N wanted him.

[uses-for-fics]

Flushed Feelings I Kendall Knight

Kendall is around his twenties in this, attends college as well.

Kendall Knight had been back at the Palm Woods for less than 24 hours after finishing Big Time Rush’s latest tour. The excitement of performing for thousands of fans had hardly faded, but as he walked through the lobby, he noticed something—or rather, 'someone'—new.

Y/N was crouched near the front desk, tinkering with what looked like a toolbox. She was laughing at something Buddha Bob was saying, her smile lighting up the room.

“Who’s that?” Kendall whispered to Carlos, who was munching on a corndog beside him.

Carlos shrugged. “Oh, that’s Y/N. She’s been helping Buddha Bob part-time for the past few months. Pretty handy with tools, from what I’ve heard.”

Kendall’s curiosity sparked. He didn’t know why, but something about her had him intrigued. He decided then and there to find out more about Y/N—without being obvious, of course.

For the rest of the day, Kendall wandered around the Palm Woods, casually asking anyone who’d talk to him about Y/N.

“Oh, Y/N? She’s cool, she's been here for about 6ish months and attends university not that far from here.” Camille said, raising an eyebrow. “Why do you ask?”

“No reason!” Kendall replied quickly, his face turning red as he backed away.

Gustavo had less patience. “I don’t care who she is, Kendall! Focus on the music! The next album isn’t going to write itself!”

By the time Kendall returned to his apartment, he was no closer to learning anything substantial but then, inspiration struck.

“I need a reason to talk to her,” Kendall muttered to himself, pacing. “Something casual. Something—”

He stopped mid-thought, staring at the bathroom door. An idea, albeit a questionable one, began to form.

Moments later, Logan walked in to find Kendall fiddling with the toilet.

“What are you doing?” Logan asked, narrowing his eyes.

“Clogging the toilet,” Kendall said matter-of-factly.

Logan blinked. “You’re… why?!”

“I need an excuse to call Y/N up here to fix it. Then I can talk to her without it being weird,” Kendall explained, clearly pleased with his genius plan.

“That’s a terrible idea!” Logan exclaimed. “She’s going to think you’re disgusting. Who does that?”

Kendall froze, the realization dawning on him. “Oh no… you’re right. What if she thinks I’m gross?”

“Exactly!” Logan said, throwing up his hands.

Before Kendall could fix his mistake, Y/N was already at the door, toolkit in hand. “Hey, you called about a clogged toilet?”

Kendall paled, stepping aside to let her in. “Uh, yeah. Thanks for coming up.”

"I've got missing assignments to catch up on, good luck with all of this." Logan patted Kendall's shoulder and walked away.

As Y/N got to work, James appeared, leaning casually against the bathroom doorframe.

“Well, hello there,” James said, flashing his signature smile. “You must be Y/N. I’ve heard so much about you.”

Y/N glanced at him briefly, then went back to removing the toilet’s lid. “That’s nice,” she said politely.

“Do you know who I am?” James pressed, undeterred.

“Yes,” Y/N replied, keeping her focus on the toilet.

“And…?” James prompted, clearly fishing for a compliment.

“And I think I’d rather focus on fixing this toilet,” Y/N said, her tone light but firm.

Logan smothered a laugh from the couch, while Kendall tried to pretend, he wasn’t watching the interaction like a hawk.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Y/N stood up, wiping her hands on a rag. “All done. Should work fine now.”

“Thanks,” Kendall said, relief evident in his voice.

As Y/N gathered her tools, she turned to Kendall with a small smile. “By the way, I’m actually a fan of Big Time Rush. I went to one of your concerts earlier this year.”

Kendall’s heart skipped a beat. “You’re a fan?”

“Yeah,” she said, slinging her toolkit over her shoulder. “You guys were great live. Anyway, have a good night!”

As she walked out, Logan shook his head. “You’re lucky she’s nice. If it were me, I’d never speak to you again after that toilet stunt.”

Kendall wasn’t listening. He was too busy grinning like an idiot.

Y/N was a fan.

And maybe, just maybe, he had a chance.

The next morning, Kendall was sitting on the couch, replaying the previous night in his head. Every time he thought about Y/N’s smile and the way she casually mentioned being a fan, his heart skipped a beat. He was so lost in thought he didn’t even notice James plopping down beside him.

“You’re doing that goofy grin thing again,” James said, snapping his fingers in front of Kendall’s face.

“I am not,” Kendall protested, immediately wiping the smile off his face.

“Oh, you totally are. And let me guess—Y/N?” James teased, wagging his eyebrows.

Kendall rolled his eyes, but the blush creeping up his neck betrayed him. “Okay, fine. Maybe. I mean, she’s nice, smart, cool… and she likes Big Time Rush!”

“Yeah, yeah,” James said, waving him off. “So, when’s your next move? Because clogging another toilet isn’t going to cut it.”

Kendall groaned. “Don’t remind me.”

Logan entered the room, a mug of tea in hand. “Please, for everyone’s sake, don’t try anything involving plumbing again.”

Carlos popped up behind the couch. “Why don’t you just ask her out? Simple, direct, no clogs required!”

Kendall hesitated, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. “What if she says no? Or worse, what if she laughs at me?”

“Then she laughs,” Logan said with a shrug. “But at least you’ll know.”

Later that afternoon, Kendall found himself pacing outside the maintenance office. He’d been working up the nerve to talk to Y/N all day but couldn’t seem to go through with it.

Just as he was about to walk away, the door opened, and there she was, carrying a clipboard and looking just as effortlessly cool as ever.

"Oh, hey, Kendall,” she said with a smile, clearly surprised to see him.

“H-hey, Y/N,” he stammered, feeling like a nervous wreck.

“Everything okay?” she asked, tilting her head slightly.

“Yeah, I, uh… I just wanted to say thanks again for fixing the toilet last night,” Kendall said, scratching the back of his neck.

“No problem. Comes with the job,” Y/N replied.

Kendall took a deep breath. “Actually, I was wondering… would you maybe want to grab dinner with me? Sometime? Like, as a… date?”

Y/N blinked, clearly caught off guard. Then a smile spread across her face. “You know what? Yeah, I’d like that.”

“You would?” Kendall asked, his eyes widening.

“Of course,” she said, laughing softly. “You’re sweet, Kendall. And it’s not every day one of my favorite singers asks me out.”

That evening, Kendall decided to keep it casual, ordering takeout from his favorite burger place and setting up a movie night in the apartment.

When Y/N arrived, she looked around the room, taking in the cozy setup. “This is perfect,” she said, plopping down on the couch next to him. “Way better than some fancy restaurant.”

Kendall grinned, relieved she liked it. “I figured we could eat and watch a movie. Got any favorites?”

“I’m a sucker for anything superhero-related,” she admitted, pulling a fry from the takeout bag.

“Iron Man it is,” Kendall said, grabbing the remote.

As the movie played, they talked and laughed, their conversation flowing effortlessly. Kendall found himself more relaxed than he’d been in weeks, and every time Y/N laughed at one of his jokes, his chest swelled with pride.

By the time the movie ended, Y/N was leaning comfortably against Kendall’s shoulder, and he didn’t want the night to end.

“I had a great time tonight,” Y/N said softly.

“Me too,” Kendall replied, his voice just as quiet.

She tilted her head to look up at him, her eyes warm and filled with something he couldn’t quite place. “You know, you’re even sweeter in person than you are on stage.”

Kendall chuckled nervously. “Thanks… I think.”

“No, it’s a compliment,” she assured him.

Before he could respond, Y/N leaned up and kissed him, her lips soft and gentle against his. Kendall froze for a moment, his brain short-circuiting, but then he kissed her back, his hand coming up to cup her cheek.

When they finally pulled apart, Y/N smiled, her cheeks slightly flushed. “I should probably go before Buddha Bob sends out a search party,” she joked.

“Or you could stay,” Kendall offered, his voice hopeful.

Y/N laughed, grabbing her jacket. “Tempting, but let’s save that for date two.”

As she walked out the door, Kendall leaned against the frame, watching her leave with a goofy grin on his face.

“Date two,” he repeated to himself.

And for the first time, he felt like maybe, just maybe, he’d found something special.

[magewritesstories]

hi there !! i was wondering if you can do either a one-shot or an imagine with logan from big time rush ?

Of course, I'm sorry it took me so long to answer the request, I hope you like it!

[ Logan Mitchell ] Bookshop Boy

He’d been visiting the same bookshop for the last couple of weeks. The first one to notice that he was going to a bookshop on the other side of the city, instead of going to the one near Palmwoods was Kendall.

It had become routine by now, every Wednesday and Saturday, right after recording, Logan would go straight to this mysterious new bookshop that had opened up. His friends had ignored it, but it was starting to get on their nerves, now it was always, “Sorry, I’m going to the bookstore,” and “Nah, I wanna go check out this new book,” Of course the boys knew their friend was a nerd, but this was starting to get a lil’ excessive.

So, they did what they do best; a sting operation. Kendall, James, Carlos and Kaiti followed Logan all the way to the other side of town. 

They all got out on the last busstop, it was a few steps away from their destination; Books & Beans. The store wasn’t something extremely fancy, it definitely didn’t measure up to the bookshop near Palmwoods. It was a small shop, only one story tall, there was a small café attached to it with blue chairs on the terrace. There was ivy climbing up the walls, and small pink roses were planted in planter boxes under the windows. It was quaint.

The boys quickly followed their friend into the store, watching him browse through books, picking some out, reading the cover. No suspicious activity. Yet…

You were sitting at the counter, an iced macchiato in hand. The end of the year was nearing and you were nowhere near your reading goal, so you were trying to squeeze in as many books as you could in the time slots where there weren’t many customers. 

Although, it was hard to concentrate on you book at the moment. A cute boy was walking around the shop, trying to find a book. You’d seen him before, sometimes even made small talk with him as he waited for his coffee, but you didn’t know his name.

You watched as he frowned, clearly he couldn’t find what he was looking for. Was this a perfect opportunity to go talk to him, get to know him, and maybe even get his number? Yes. Were you also a nervous wreck incapable of speaking English whenever he smiled at you? Also yes.

You gathered the courage, puttnig down you drink and book, you walked up to him. “Hello, can I help you?” He turned around quickly, nearly dropping his book because of the action. “Uh, yeah I, uhm, I was looking for a book,” He looked at the shelf in front of him, “I thought it would be here but I can’t find it.” You looked at the list of books in his hand. “Oh, I could check if we have it in stock?” “That would be great.”

You walked back to the counter, leaning into your chair, typing in th name of the book. “Oh, is that Little Women?” You looked up, he was looking at the book on the counter, the one you’d been reading just a few minutes ago. “Yeah, I’m trying to reach my yearly reading goal before New Years,” you shrugged, “It says here that we’re out of stock, I can place an order for you though?” He nodded gratefully, “That would be great, when do you think it’ll arrive?” You looked at the screen, it said that the book would be here next friday, but you didn’t work fridays, which meant that you wouldn’t be able to give him the book. 

“It’ll be here next saturday,” you smiled, feeling pretty proud of yourself, “cool, I’ll come pick it up,” You handed him the receipt, “I’m fairly sure I’ll be here next saturday, but just in case.”

He thanked you, walking away towards the café before quickly making a U-turn. “So, is it a good book?” You look at him confused, “Little Women, is it a good book, it’s been on my TBR for a while,” he clarified, you smiled, “Oh, well I’m actually not a fast reader so I’m not that far, but maybe I’ll have it finished by Saturday and I can tell you then.” He smiled,  “Well, I’ll see you Saturday,” he turned around, this time walking towards the café to get a coffee for real.

“What the hell man?”

Logan nearly jumped out of his skin as his friend popped up out of nowhere, wearing one of their infamous bush-hats. “What are you doing here?” He asked, completely dumbfounded, this bookshop was on the other side of the city, had he followed him all the way here? “We wanted to know where you were always disappearing off to,” James shrugged, sitting down at one of the tables, “So you decided to– wait, we?” Logan watched as his friends appeared out of seemingly nowhere one by one.

“You all followed me here?” Kendall shrugged, “You were acting weird, we wanted to know where you were going all the time,” Logan pinched the bridge of his nose, “And you thought the best way to do that was to follow me to the other side of Hollywood?” The group nodded their head ashamedly, in hindsight, maybe stalking their friend wasn’t the best idea.

“But seriously, why didn’t you ask for her number?” James asked, leaning iver the table, Logan gave him a questioning look, “When was I supposed to do that?” He asked crossing his arms, “When she said she wasn’t that far in the book,  you could’ve giver her your number and told her to update you whenever something happened, duh” James replied in a matter-of-factly tone. 

Logan thought back to the moment, that actually wouldn’t have been alf that bad.

He stood up confidently, “I’ll go give her my number now.” But Kaiti was quick to pull him back down, “You can’t do that now, you’ll seem stupid.” Logan sighed, “Then what am I supposed to do?” His friends thought for a second, “When you come to get the book next time, you can give her your number so that you can give her updates on your book,” Logan thought about Kendall’s suggestion, “But what if she’s already read it?” “Even better,” Kaiti said, “Then you can have a better conversation discussing your opinions.” Logan grinned, this was a great plan.

So as promised he was standing at the counter of Books & Beans, waiting for you to come back with his book. He watched nervously, what was he gonna do if you didn’t even like him. Had he read too much into the smile you’d given him every time he’d checked out?c Maybe you were just being polite, since it was your job… Curse James for giving him too much confidence…

“Here’s your book,” You said, handing him the hardcover. He grabbed it, his brain completely malfunctioning as you smiled at him expectantly. “So will that be cash or credit?” You asked, cocking you head slightly to the right. 

He nodded, of course you wanted him to pay. “Credit,” he replied quickly. Damn you James, this definitely isn’t as easy as you’d said. He quickly paid, completely ready to give up and walk away. 

“I, uuhh, I would prepare myself for chapter 30 if I were you…” You spoke up, Logan looked at you questioningly, “You’ve read this books,” He asks holding it up. You nodded, “Yep, I read it at the beginning of the year for my goal,” He smiled, “So what did you think of it?” He asks, leaning on the counter. “Well, it’s a great book, but it get sad towards the ending, which I really wasn’t prepared for, since I got the book as a gift.” “Well, thank you for the warning, I’ll tell you what I thinkg about it it,” He smiled at you, “Actually, i could give you my number, y’know live updates of my thoughts while I read the book.”

Now it was your turn to freeze, he wanted your number? “Uh, yeah, sure, I mean if you want to,” You quickly pulled you phone out of you bag. “Here you go,” You said, handing him your phone. He quickly typed his number into your phone. “Great I’ll uh, I’ll tell you about it.” You gave him a smile, taking back your phone. He walked away giving you one last smile and wave goodbye.

You watched him walk away, a pack of butterflies erupting at the pit of your stomach. You looked at your phone. Smiling at the newest addition to your contact list.

Logan Mitchell

 You were definitely going to wait for his message all day.

[crazyk-imagine]

The Bad Boy

Pairing: Kendall Knight x Fem!Reader

Characters: Fem!reader, Kendall Knight, James Diamond, Hortense "Logan" Henderson, Carlos Garcia, Wally

Warnings: Cringe, funny to a point, takes place during season one, the bad boy era, Kendall shoots his shot, Logan and reader are besties, this was a fun one to write, Wally is a dork, smoothies, literally love causing chaos with my fics, don't come at me guys, I miss when they were babies, reader wants to help Logan with Camille

Word Count: 400

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You wish you would have gotten some warning before you came to the studio.

But how could you say no to-

"Wally?" Your lips curl in disgust.

You really hoped he wouldn't agree to take on this role.

He told you he didn’t.

You’d shake your head at him and the outfit he has on but you’re too shaken to the core to move.

"Oh- uh," he removes his sunglasses once he realizes it’s you and gives you a sheepish smile, knowing that he’s been caught. "Hey."

You owlishly blink once. "Why?"

"No- no- no. It's- it's not what you think."

You scoff through your nose. "Yes, it is. It’s exactly what it looks like."

He dramatically throws his arm out. "Fine, it is."

You shake your head, “who raised you?” You didn’t have a chance to see the other boys watching your interaction until one of them chimes in.

"Uh,” he waves his hand to grab your attention, “hi, who are you?" The blond asks.

"Hi,” you turn to him, offering your customer service smile. “You see that’s none of your concern.” You spin back to face Wally. “Or yours."

You start walking away from all the boys, "later."

"What?” Wally whines. “But, I'm your brother."

You throw a peace sign up and keep walking, “he left as soon as he glued on that soul patch."

Wally touches his facial hair. “It’s real.”

The boys shake their heads, agreeing with you. “No, it’s not.”

-

Kendall breaks away from them as they start arguing with one another. “Hey,” he stops before you. “I just- I wanted to apologize for… a few minutes ago.”

You check him out up and down. “You’re fine, it was no big deal.”

He nervously smiles, “good, good. I- I still wanted to say I’m sorry though.”

“Yeah.” You sigh, “it’s not easy being that weido’s sister.”

“Oh, that’s not what I-“

You smile and pat his arm, “it’s okay. I’m just messing with you.”

The relief is evident with the way his shoulders sag. “You’re mean.”

You shrug, “it’s the only way I could prepare him for the show bus.”

“That’s- that’s actually pretty smart.”

“I know, one of us has a brain.” You look away and back at the boys, who continue to argue. “You know any good smoothie places?”

“Yeah, it’s just-”

“Wanna come with?”

He does a double take and shrugs. “Sure, yeah. Let’s go.”

You start walking.

“It’s this way.”

You turn around and walk in front of him. “I was testing you.”

“Sure you were.” He stops, “oh, by the way, I don’t know if I introduced myself but I’m Kendall.”

You shake your head and chuckle; you tell him your name in return.

You check your phone and see a text from-

Brainiac2000

“Ur welcome” Sent Read 2:24pm

You glance back and find Logan giving you a thumbs up.

HotheadGirly

“Now it’s ur turn :p” Sent Read 2:25pm

You smirk and salute him, watching his happy expression fall.

“Everything okay?”

You turn back to Kendall and smile, “there was a bee.”

[star-crifice]

James Diamond x Reader

Words: ~ 3.1k

A/N: My 10 year old self must've taken over me and ghostwritten this bc why the hell am I, a 19 year old, writing BTR fanfiction AND it's the best stuff I've written in months. God. Have fun. I'm so done over here.

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James has got a thing for you.

And that’s not a secret, not even to you. When he likes someone, he pursues them – that’s nothing new. The very moment you stepped into the Palmwoods, retrieving your key and James just so happened to walk into the lobby, the word “Dibs!” left his lips so fast, his friends didn’t even have a chance to lay eyes on you.

He wasn’t afraid to show you his interest, just like he was with every other person that appealed to him. But the difference with you was that every sweet word from him was laced with the tiniest bit of hesitation.

Just after a few days of getting to know you, the sheer thought of being rejected by you would have ruined him. One part of him wanted to share every sweet thought about you that ever crossed his mind, another part of him was – possibly for the first time – genuinely scared of your reaction.

His advances at you didn’t go unnoticed. At first, you felt flattered at such a good looking, charming guy flirting with you. Though it did feel a bit overwhelming, you barely knew him after all. You thought if he actually liked you like that, he would wait a bit. He’d be ready to get to know you more. But that wasn’t quite the case, at least how it appeared to you.

You got to know the boys of Big Time Rush along with the friends they made in the Palmwoods and spent a lot of time with them. However, James would always try to get close to you – it felt suffocating. You didn’t have the heart to reject him and tried to instead gently push him away, both literally and metaphorically.

James didn’t quite get it, thinking you aren’t into him yet and he would have to try harder. But after a while it felt simply pointless to him and he stopped. He went back to his usual self, flirting with any pretty girl willing to pay attention to him. It was obvious that he did this to distract himself from you, but if anyone would have asked him he’d insist that he’s over you – what a lie. At that point he was head over heels.

Desperation coated his aimless flirts, reaching for the attention he craved from you.

At this point James and you were good friends, having known each other for a bit longer. You finally felt like you knew him and he might know you.

It happened quite overnight – no, actually. Faster than that. He was only a friend, you swear. But that one friday night… A power outage. A few people from the Palmwoods sat outside beside the pool, surrounding a campfire. That and the countless candles being the only sources of light shimmering on your skin. A guitar went around, person after person sharing their musical talent waiting for the electricity to come back. Of course, it didn’t take long until it was James and his friends' turn. You were swaying back and forth, humming along with the tune of their song and basking in the heat of the fire. It was a very cozy moment and for the first time since arriving at the Palmwoods, you felt like you were surrounded by normal teens instead of aspiring stars. You’ve never felt closer to your friends, neighbors and even the people you’ve never talked to. You dared to look over at the boys singing, just a moment. But that very second you laid your eyes on James, something clicked in your mind. You’ve seen him countless times, always looking perfect, keeping himself in check. Though in that moment, the way he sat there – his hair disheveled from being in the pool, wearing his still slightly wet swimming trunks and a loose shirt, singing and swaying and having fun – something sparked in you.

And suddenly you missed when he shifted to sit just a bit closer to you, kept eye contact like his life depended on it and would put his hand on your shoulder, so tender and carefully as if he could scare you away. You took it for granted back then. That was quite literally how you got to know him and now that part is basically gone.

That “moment” you looked at him happened to turn into a full on stare. Not too obvious of course, but embarrassing enough that when his gaze caught yours, you turned your head faster than you even processed what just happened.

You’d like to slap yourself for the train of thought that just occupied your mind. Yes, James was nice and lovely and good looking and charming and whatever – but to you he also seemed like he never took it seriously.

To you, he tried to wrap you around his finger until he realized that you aren’t that easy to swoon.

To you, it seemed like he got bored of you and flirted with the next girl, until he got bored of her and flirted with the next. Again and again.

To you he was just a heartthrob, simple as that.

To him, you were an unattainable star he could only wish for.

Therefore, only a friendship blossomed between the two of you.

A while has passed since that night of realization and to be honest, you kept struggling to look at James the same. He shined a bit brighter in your life and that made you mad. There was no way you could ever have something serious with him, you told yourself. Just yesterday you saw him in the park with his arm around a pretty black haired girl.

Though the truth is, her eyes reminded James of yours. And he ghosted her by the end of the day because her laughter sounded off beat and sour compared to yours. He kept asking himself if you laugh at other peoples jokes like you do at his – if you ever gifted that smile, that one special smile he only saw a couple of times, to anyone but him. He hoped you didn’t.

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James, Carlos, Logan and Kendall were at the studio, recording a song like so often. As usual they were having fun, making jokes, pissing off Gustavo until James fell silent.

“Everything alright?” Logan asked after he took note of James' sudden change in behavior.

“My mother will come this evening,” he says rather quietly, shocked at himself for forgetting this.

“That’s good though, isn’t it? As long as she doesn’t want to take you back to Minnesota.” Kendall shrugs.

Of course that’s good. James is glad that he might build a normal mother-son relationship despite the long distance, now that his mother agreed to come visit him more often. However, there is one tiny little issue…

“I told her I have a girlfriend,” James admits.

“But you don’t..?” Carlos raises an eyebrow, “When was the last time you’ve had an actual girlfriend?”

“THATS-” James says loudly before cutting himself off, “Don’t say it like that.”

He takes a deep breath, thinking about how to handle this situation. A while ago his mother called, in true motherly fashion she obviously had to know about her son's love life. He might have been too prideful, and amidst his pride a bit delusional; he didn’t want to admit that for the first time in a while, he was hopelessly in love with someone. So he lied.

Of course he had a girlfriend. She’s lovely and special, not like any of the girls he brought home that his mother never approved of.

The band wasted no time, finishing work in record speed, rushing out of the studio so fast, not even Gustavo's angry shouts reached them. They were going to find a “girlfriend” for James for this evening, no matter what it takes.

They reached the Palmwoods, scanning the lobby like they were on a hunt.

“Any preferences or just anyone? Look at that blonde over there, she’s pretty!” Carlos pointed across the room.

“Oh no she knows me,” James shook his head.

“We need someone we can trust to play along and lie. And she has to lie well, you know James’ mom.” Logan thought out loud.

Just in the right moment, you came out of the elevator, walking across the lobby.

“Her!” Kendall, Logan and Carlos shouted in unison. You stopped in your tracks, hesitantly pointing to yourself with a questioning expression, “Me?”

James stared at you with wide eyes. Of course you’d be the perfect fit. You know him, join his shenanigans regularly, aren’t too bad at lying and surely wouldn’t get your hopes up like others might. Though his heart aches a bit at the thought. He doesn’t admit it to himself, but he still likes you just a bit too much for his liking. Maybe he’d be the one to falsely get his hopes up after acting out a relationship for a whole evening. Going back to friends after his mother leaves might hurt a little too much. Is he ready to take that risk?

“We need you to be James' girlfriend!” Kendall said loudly, rushing over to you along with Carlos and Logan.

“What? Huh?” You’re surprised to say the least. Was that a confession? A joke? The boys explained the situation to you – a bit fast and all over the place, but good enough. By the end of it, James finally walked over to the four of you, his expression being a mix of embarrassment, panic and hope.

“Could you do that? Pleeeease? For us?” Kendall said, joined by Carlos: “We’ll make it up to you, pinky promise!”, as Logan nodded profusely.

“I guess, yeah. We can do that.” You nodded slowly, looking over at James. The tension in his shoulders was gone, he could breathe for a moment.

Together, you went up into the band’s apartment, being greeted by Kendall’s mom. She already started the dinner and immediately you joined her and helped prepare the meal and table. With now 5 more people by Ms. Knights side, it took significantly less time to get everything ready.

“James, can you pass me the plates?” You asked the boy, he looked at you for a moment, appearing like a deer in headlights, before bringing you the stack of plates. You smiled at him, nodding as a thanks and put the plates down around the table.

The both of you haven’t been this close in a while and on top of that, didn’t feel this awkward around each other in a while. About half an hour until James' mother arrives at the Palmwoods, the food was simmering on the stove and the table looked like straight out of a five star restaurant, adorned with flowers and folded napkins.

You joined James on the sofa, letting yourself fall against the soft cushions in hopes of it releasing the tension building up inside of you. In just 28 minutes you’d have to act like the girlfriend of the boy you’ve had a very complicated almost-crush on (that you had yet to admit to yourself).

“You’re stupid, you know that?”, you said with a slight laugh in your voice. James turned to you, slouched back into the sofa with his arms crossed. Up until then, he looked serious and deep in thought. Now he’s raising an eyebrow and fighting a smile.

“For lying to my mom?”

“For lying to your mom,” you said, slowly subconsciously mimicking his pose. You looked at him a bit longer, trying to figure out what he thought at the moment.

“It’s gonna work out, yeah? I’ll try my best. I’ll be so all over you, your mom would think we're about to get married or something,” you tried to joke to lighten the mood, slightly nudging his knee with yours. A long sigh escaped his lips and finally, a smile appeared.

───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

“So you’re the lucky girl?” Ms. Diamond says in an unreadable voice. James just picked her up at the entrance of the Palmwoods, guiding her up into the apartment where everyone else was waiting patiently. She walked through the door, radiating willpower, sternness and a bit of sass.

Now she’s standing in front of you, reaching out her hand for you to shake and looking you up and down, before glancing towards James, raising her eyebrows so quick you almost didn’t see it. You follow her gaze over to her son, widening your eyes a bit, hoping he gets the message that you're ‘struggling over here!!!!’

He quickly comes over, resting his hand on your back. You see his mother noticing the gesture and lean a bit into James' touch, just as the cherry on top.

The both of you guide Ms. Diamond over to the table and you rush to help Ms. Knight with the pots and pans, bringing them over to the table. As everything’s ready and you want to sit down, James quickly gets up from his seat beside you and pulls out the chair for you in true gentleman's fashion. He gestures to you to sit and you do as he says, before he pushes your chair to the table.

Accidentally, as he sits down, his knee touches yours, but he doesn’t pull away. Neither do you. You keep telling yourself it’s just for show.

Everyone starts chatting – especially the two mothers of the table that desperately need to catch up – and filling their plates up. You do as everyone else, though quietly. You’re so unbelievably focused on James (obviously for the sake of the lie) that you’re not sure what to say.

“So,” Ms. Diamond says, her voice effortlessly louder than the others, “How did you two sweethearts meet?”James and you look at each other. Shit. You didn’t plan anything like that.

“Uhm..” You start, stalling a bit to figure out a good story.

“Right here, at the Palmwood,” James says confidently after a moment, “She walked in and I saw her and I said ‘wow!’”

“Actually, he said ‘DIBS!’,” Carlos says with a full mouth, earning a light punch from Katie.

“I got to know the boys and he didn’t move from my side,” you add to James’ retelling.

“It just kind of happened. We became friends and slowly… more,” he looks at you and you have to fight to keep a smile on while hearing his corny words. You nod, looking at your food to not let the mask slip.

James' mother asks you more and more and you feel like you can’t put an end to it. Every now and then James would get a bit closer, say something sweet to you or simply wink. You felt like when you arrived at the Palmwoods. But you let it happen, for the sake of fooling his mother. And maybe you enjoyed it a bit. Just a tiny little bit.

But the thought that all this is just fake and quite literally the result of the fact he doesn’t take relationships seriously, makes you want to push him away again.

Gently just like the way he slowly grabs your hand right now.

Tenderly like the way he lets his thumb glide up and down over the ridges of your knuckles.

You want to push him away, just not too far. So he’ll be gone for now but might come back later.

Maybe you just want to push him to lay your hands on him just once, but there are better ways to do that, aren't there?

So you let it happen, basking in his adoration for once. Enjoying it a bit too much for your liking.

After about an hour of dinner and chit-chat, Ms. Diamond excuses herself and her son to go on a little mother-son-walk through the park. You bid goodbye to her, reciprocating her firm handshake as a good last impression.

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You finish washing the dishes before James comes back from the walk. Neverending questions about what his mother thinks of you plague your mind, but you're not sure why. The show is over after all.

Finally back in your own apartment, you pace back and forth, replaying the events of today again and again in your head. It’s already a bit dark out when you almost overhear someone knocking on the door from how filled your mind is. You rush over, not even looking through the peephole before opening the door.

Of course, James is there. Alone and calm, no smile or even flirtatious smirk adorning his face.

“Hi,” you say, curious about what he wants.

“Hey.” He lays his hand on the door, pushing slightly, letting himself in. It’s dark in your apartment, aside from a small warm lamp on a table beside the couch, illuminating the both of you just enough, casting an orange glow on his face like that night at the campfire.

Oh and how you wish that feeling in your stomach – just like that night at the campfire – would leave.

You take a few steps back, standing awkwardly in your living room, letting him come in.

“How did it go? The walk with you mom,��� you ask quietly. He nods, collecting his words and looking into the lamp.

“Good. She liked it. She liked you, I think.”

“What did she say?” you ask, now even more curious. She liked you.

“You seem like a sweet person. She’s used to other types of girls from me. She thinks you’d be good for me.” He laughs a bit at the end.

You fidget with your hands, not sure what to say. Usually he’s more cheery and talkative, finding topics for conversations, even if he just wants to talk about himself.

“So… friends, right?”, you say, even more quietly.

A smile forms on his lips, barely visible, “I don’t know. Do you like me? Because I like you.”

“I know you do. You like a lot of people though, so what’s it worth?”

His smile drops.

“If you’re not going to give me a chance, then at least a kiss to get over you?”

He steps closer, you stay put.

“You’re just trying to swoon me,” you say, trying to be stern but hearing that sentence out of your own mouth makes you smile a bit. He comes closer again and you want to step back, but looking at him makes you remember all the times he made your heart flutter. You think of all the times you looked at him and thought to yourself, if he kissed you now, you’d be his. You feel his warmth now, he leans in.

And you let it happen. And you kiss back. Gently. Tenderly. Slow.

One kiss, he said. But not how long it will last.

Eventually, you pull back, looking down.

“Are you over me now?” you ask, not sure what answer you’re hoping for.

“Are you kidding?” he laughs.

“So… this is serious, then?” you ask hesitantly.

He nods.

[averagewriter-inthedark]

AW-ITD Masterlists—Other Fandoms (5 works or less)

Link to Masterlist Directory —fandoms with a full list of works

This masterlist is reserved for fandoms/characters I hyperfixate on and have ideas but don’t want to make a full Masterlist in case I only write 1-5 works in mind. If I exceed 5, then I’ll make its own masterlist and move it to the directory linked above!!

Key: 🤍 - Personal favs, ♥️ - popular works, 📝 - series in progress, 💌 - series completed, ⏳- coming soon, 🧸 - OC not y/n, 📨 - requested works (currently open) rules for requests

Grishaverse

The Old Therebefore -> The Crow & His Charmer

Eye of The Storm

Princess of Darkness

Kiss the Queen

Men in Black

Back in Time (P.1) 🤍 -> The Factory & Pie (P.2) -> About You (P.3) 📝

K²--being married to Agent K | headcanon

Dating J | Headcanon

Unlikely Trio | Headcanon

Here Come the MIB (MIB x Marvel) | Headcanon

The Good Guy's Dress in Black (MIB x Marvel) | Imagine

Fallout

It's Been A Long, Long, Time (Fallout x Marvel AU) -> Part 2

Big Time Rush

Big Time Collab

Gladiator II

To Be Seen is To Be Loved ♥️

Heaven & Earth

The Cost of Honor 🤍

Fear Street

Roped Into Hell -> Part 2

Updated: 20 February 2025

[tvimagines221b]

Imagine: Being Kendall’s Younger Sister And Comforting You Because You’re A Writer And People Were Talking Bad About Your Book.

Feeling a lump in your throat, you stared down at the copy of your book staring on the counter in front of you. Writing had always been one of your passions, ever since you were younger. So, you were always writing some sort of story. Now that you were older, and ever since you and your family had moved into the Palmwoods you thought it was no better place than to attempt to start off your career. You began working on your book, and had come a very long way. You had given a few copy’s out for people to read before you considered going to a publisher. But some…unkind words bad spread about it. And now you felt extremely discouraged.

The apartment door swung open. You looked up to see your older brother, Kendall. Kendall looked to Katie. “Hey, baby sister.” Then looked over to you. “Other baby sister.” He nods.

You looked to him. “Hey…”

Right away, Kendall had sensed that something was bothering you. He looked to you, raising an eyebrow. “Y/N, are you okay?”

You let out a breath, shrugging your shoulders. “I’m…peachy.”

Kendall walked over to the counter, and noticed the book. “Hey, it’s your book.” He gave a smile, picking up the copy. “I’m still reading the copy you gave me, but..it’s so amazing. You’re so talented, baby sister.”

You looked down. “Glad you think so.”

Kendall frowned. “You don’t think it’s good?” He shakes his head.

“No, I do.” You said. “But… It seems the others don’t think so. They’ve been talking bad about it, saying it’s trash.”

Kendall stared. “Trash?” He shakes his head. “Trash? Your book is not trash, Y/N. It’s amazing. Writing something like that takes real talent.” He placed a hand on your shoulder. “Hey… Don’t listen to them, okay? You keep doing what you love. Don’t let them stop you from showing off your talent.”

You looked at Kendall, as he gently squeezed your shoulder. Which, seemed to relax you slightly. “Thanks.” You gave a half-heartfelt smile to him.

[raccoonscribbles]

As a minor/not legal, when I block tags like ‘Tw smut’ ‘smut’ ‘lemon’ etc, why do people not tag that? And if you write that at least put a warning and a keep reading! It’s really annoying

Edit; replaced right with write because I’m dumb

[fubureaders]

four minnesota hockey players

gotta live it big time (rush)

kendall knight 🏒

send in some requests!

james diamond 🪮

send in some requests!

logan mitchell 🩺

send in some requests!

carlos garcia 🪖

send in some requests!

[pyr0-kai]

Thinking about that time i was like 7 and wrote a self insert big time rush fic…

[supercap2319]

"So, Y/N, when did you start dating Kendall?" Camille asked as the rest of BTR looked at Y/N and Kendall for answers. Not that the guys cared that Kendall was into guys. James was bi. Logan was an ally. And Carlos was gay.

Kendall blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, remember when I was running through the Palm Woods naked?"

"Yeah. Dude, Bitters was so pissed at you." Carlos smiled.

"Right. So, I was hiding from him and accidentally ended up in Y/N's apartment. I begged him to hide me, and he lied to Mr. Bitters and the rest is history."

"Awe! That's so romantic." Camille gushed as Y/N blushed hard.

[panic-at-the-fiction]

Masterlist

Stories I have written, characters I will write for. If you think the names are cringy you try naming stuff. It’s hard.

Smut🔥

*Series

Prompts list

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

Drive In🔥

Road Trip

Pizza girl

Eddie Munson

The Death of You

Jonathan Byers

Jump, Then Fall

Vampire Diaries

Kol Mikaelsons

*Hello Darling🔥

Elijah Mikaelson

*Family

*Till Death do us Part

Stefan Salvatore

Jeremy Gilbert

Missing You

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Various and Sundry Villains

Jack Kline

Reunions

Sherlock

Sherlock Holmes

Merlin

Merlin

Arthur Pendragon

The Irregulars

Billy

You shouldn’t easdrop

I care for you

Big Time Rush

Kendall Knight

One Good Love Song

Once Upon a Time

Jefferson Hatter

True Loves Kiss

The X-men

Peter Maximoff

*1973

*1983

New in Town

Haunted House

Alex Summers

Tattoos🔥

Le t’s Talk about Cuba🔥

Scott Summers

Charles Xavier

Eric Lensher

The Hunger Games

Finnick Odair

Yes they are all bad puns, no I will not be taking constructive criticism right now, only more ideas.

Oh dear

Oh dair he is

The Finnick games

Fic-nnick

Star Wars

Filthy Headcannons🔥

Part one

Part two

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Din Djarin

This is that Way

Anakin Skywalker

Marvel

Bucky

*A Problem to work with

Any of the hot ones. I’m not gonna type all of their names out if I don’t even have any stories for them yet.

Harry Potter

Remus Lupin

The Goblin King

Sirius Black

I Killed Peter Pettigrew

Draco Malfoy

Honestly just about anyone.

DC

The Flash

Julian Alberts

The office jerk

The Chronicles of Narnia

Peter Pevensie

Adults🔥

Edmund Pevensie

Prince Caspian

Vox Machina

Percy De Rolo

Cowboy like me pt1

Cowboy like me pt 2

Vax’ildan

[sheadre]

Crushes Don't Get Easier (James Diamond x Reader) Chapter Three

Summary: BTR is a big hit, everyone loves them, but when they come back to the Palm Woods after their latest tour, they are greeted by a new girl band who actually signed with Gustavo while they were gone. (Name) is their leader who has great style, beautiful and is excellent at singing and dancing. The boys don't get along with them at first but then they realize they can be allies instead of enemies. James gets closer to her slowly even if he is still hung up on Lucy who left him without saying a word. Will there be more to (Name) and James, or is it just a fleeting fantasy and nothing will come of it?

Warnings: fluff, goofiness, angst later on

Days went peacefully in Palm Woods and at Rocque Records ever since James and (Name) concluded a truce. Kendall narrowed his eyes at his friend while they sat at the dining table. James was eager to go to the studio or the pool and it was too obvious why.

“What are you reading?” the blonde asked but he quickly snatched the magazine out of his friend’s hands before the brunette could protest.

“Give it back!”

“Oohoh! It says (Name) is the new shining star in Hollywood. She likes peanut butter sandwiches and hates it when there’s nothing to talk about on a date? Hm, what do we have here? She prefers smart guys?” Kendall read it out loud.

“Then James is no longer an option for her it seems.” Carlos shrugged his shoulders earning a glare from the pretty boy.

“I. AM. SMART! Just not the scientific way!” James jumped up from his seat. “Wait! I’m not even interested in (Name)! I mean she’s great, but I’m not ready for dating.”

“Are you still waiting on Lucy?” Katie walked in with a book in her hand. “I hate her. Even if she comes back I will make sure she leaves as quickly as she did!”

Kendall’s little sister was still angry with the rock musician for leaving James like that. She loved the boys as much as she loved Kendall. When James fell into depression, it touched her as well.

“Katie, I love you, but you are too young to horn in it.” James sighed. “Besides who said anything about Lucy?”

Everyone raised an eyebrow at him which made him shut up.

“James, we love you but you’re too hung up on her. A new love could bring you something you’re missing and think you can fill in the hole with Lucy.” Kendall put a hand on James’ shoulder.

“No, I’m not gonna date anyone for now and that’s my final word on this!” the brunette furrowed his eyebrows and ran away angrily.

James went to the only place he could think. Or not think. He just wanted to be alone. The gym was empty this time of the day but mostly it was abandoned because everyone preferred to chill in the pool. He went over to the yoga mats and started stretching. A half an hour passed when a familiar face entered the gym with two other girls.

Lily and Emma went over to the treadmill while (Name) chose to start with some squats. The girls waved to James but stayed out of his hair which he was grateful for. The brunette’s eyes however kept returning to (Name)’s form. Her messy ponytail, black running pants and sports bra looked right out of a sports clothing commercial. James suddenly felt immense pain in his right foot and he realized that he just dropped 11 lbs of weight. The dumbbell rolled away to the side while he grabbed onto his foot with a pained cry.

Soft, delicate hands grabbed his and pried them away.

“It shouldn’t be too serious but you should get it checked out at the doctor’s.” (Name) said soothingly while she unlaced his shoelace and pulled on his shoe. If James had a smelly foot after the workout (Name) didn’t show her disgust. She instead pulled down his white sock to check out the damage. The skin was red and swollen a bit and when she softly poked it James hissed.

“Okay, you should definitely get it checked out. Do you want me to help you?” she asked as she pulled the sock back up on his ankle then helped his shoe back onto his foot. (Name) carefully laced the shoe back and straightened up stretching her hand out to him.

“I-I can go on my own, but thanks…”

The brunette started standing but as he tried to put weight on his hurt foot it felt like it would fall off.

“Right. I can see that.” she shook her head then grabbed his arm and put it around her shoulders. “Girls, I’m taking James to the doctor, will be back in an hour. Don’t wait for me!”

The pretty boy tried to protest but (Name) was having none of it. Her small frame surprisingly well fit under his arm but he wished that it wouldn’t have to come this way. The reason he dropped the damn dumbbell on his foot was even more embarrassing. What was up with him? Getting all clumsy around a pretty girl?! There was a ton out there besides he was “The Face” of Big Time Rush! He had no reason to be nervous around a girl.

At the lobby of the clinic he tried to make her go home and leave him while they waited for him to be called in but she wasn’t budging.

“James, for some unknown, strange reason I do care about your well being! Hell, what kind of person would I be if I saw another person get hurt and wouldn’t help them out?” she argued.

“I’m just saying that you have your life and you have things to do. You don’t have to stay, I’m all grown up.” James argued back.

“Yeah, a grown up who dropped 11 lbs of weight on his foot and can’t walk.” she huffed. “Just be quiet and accept that I will stay here with you no matter what you do!”

“Roger that, mom.” James rolled his eyes in annoyance.

“Don’t. Ever. Say. That. Again.” her tone suddenly became really strange which made James decide that maybe this was the moment he should actually shut up.

Soon James got called in. The doctor checked his injury out and asked the assistant to give James some painkillers before they put his foot in a casing. It wasn’t too serious so they would get it off in a few days but he had to keep from moving it too much. The brunette walked out of the doctor’s office to be greeted by Kelly, Logan, Carlos and Kendall.

He looked around and saw that (Name) was nowhere to be seen. It made him disappointed and guilty. She must’ve left because he kept on insisting on her leaving. The guys helped him back to Palm Woods after a series of scolding from Kelly. This injury made them lose at least 3 days if not 4 because James couldn’t practice dancing.

Those few days were hell. James couldn’t go swimming, couldn’t go to the gym or to the beach. He was lounging in the living room or in his room bored out of his mind because the boys all left to do their own things. Even Katie had to go to school and Mrs. Knight was working at a part-time job as well.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. James sighed dramatically as he got up slowly and limped over to the door to open it. To his confusion and surprise, it was (Name).

“Are you busy?” she asked in a hurry. She kept looking around frantically like she was expecting to be attacked by someone or something.

“Not exactly.” the brunette shrugged and was about to let her in when she grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the apartment.

“Listen to me. You’re now my boyfriend who is deeply in love with me and we’re going to be all lovey-dovey!” she whisper-shouted while gesturing around wildly.

“W-w-wait, why? What’s going on?” James asked in confusion.

“I’ll explain it later! Just help me out!” she begged with puppy eyes. James shook his head with a smile and put her arm around her shoulders. “Here they come…”

James furrowed his eyebrows as he heard the thumping of feet coming down the hallway fast and heavy. A really good looking guy turned the corner and stopped in his tracks when he spotted them. Once he shook himself out of his stupor he continued his way toward them. He pointed at (Name).

“I don’t believe you one bit! This is sooooo fake!” he motioned around them.

James suddenly felt anger and indignation flare up inside his chest. He pulled (Name) behind himself protectively.

“Who do you think you are talking to (Name) like that?!”

Even if he was hurt he won’t back down from a fight. The light brown haired guy smirked.

“Dylan Graham in person.” the guy grinned at him as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. “(Name)’s future husband.”

James’ eyebrows were about to lift up from his brow and leave outer space at that statement. Then he started laughing and pointed at Dylan.

“Hahaha!” Then he turned scarily serious and stepped closer, staring right into Dylan’s face. “It’s funny you say that cuz I’m the one going out with her.”

“Once she realizes she’s making a mistake, she will choose me!” Dylan went right back up into James’ face. Something in this guy made James want to kick his ass. Back when he was pursuing Lucy relentlessly, he wasn’t chasing her down a hallway shouting ‘You will be my wife!’. Throwing confetti at her, yelling ‘You will be mine!’ at her and dressing up as Mario for her wasn’t the same thing as this.

He felt a soft touch on his chest pushing him back a bit. (Name) stood between them and turned to Dylan as if to shield James from him.

“Dylan, I’m dating James and I really like him. I won’t change my mind about this.” she said seriously. “So please, before the landlord notices your outburst, go home. I don’t want to get into trouble.”

Then she turned to James and pushed him right back into apartment 2J. She closed the door and let out a relieved sigh.

“Okay, so I might have the right to know why we are fake-dating now?” the brunette asked curiously.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to drag you into too much trouble. He's been pestering me for a month to go out with him. I told him I had no time, he didn’t accept that so I told him I have a boyfriend, then he wanted to see proof, I tried to dodge him which I managed to until today becausehefollowedmebacktoPalmWoodsandnowwearedating!” (Name) got faster and faster as she explained the situation to him. “I panicked.”

“I can see that.” James chuckled. “You know what? We might prank everyone with this fake dating. The guys are insisting on me going out with someone but I’m not ready for a relationship yet and you are chased after by this Dylan dude. We could get back at them.”

“Deal!” (Name) grinned.

To be continued…

[mvnkuuk]

MY WORKS.

stranger things.

EDDIE MUNSON.

miles apart.

chocolate legs.

MIKE WHEELER.

new kid.

stranger things (cast).

MAYA HAWKE.

meeting the parents.

CALEB MCLAUGHLIN.

two towel challenge.

big time rush.

OT4.

katie’s babysitter.

seventeen.

JEONGHAN.

i love you 3,000.

HANSOL.

past lives : epilogue.

exo.

KYUNGSOO.

fortunate turn of events.

all rights reserved © mvnkuuk. All fanfictions belong to me: I don’t allow any of my writings to be translated, copied, or reposted elsewhere. Thank you for understanding.

[magewritesstories]

do you take requests?

Yess I do! I love taking requests (i write xreader fics), they usually take a while 'cause of school and stuff but I love doing them, they're one of my favourite things to do 'cause I love seeing what people come up with.

so feel free to request! here's my character masterlist.

lots of love, Mage

[jamgoesart]

Rock of Ages

The Palm Woods Hotel. Los Angeles. Hollywood. The dream factory. The place where dreams come true.... and burst very quickly.

🎙

You need music to remember.

🎙

I'm still looking for the perfect song, the perfect sound that makes you feel like you want to live forever.

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🎼 Marleen "Lee" Aura Beckett

⏭ The Nepo Baby ⏮

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🎼 James Diamond

⏭ The Pretty Idiot ⏮

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Like I said, I know myself better than anybody else because I'm the only one who lives here. And no one else knows me better.

inclusive

🎼 Fleed | Damien Beckett

⏭ The Legend Himself ⏮

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