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peaceisadirtyword · 6 years

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Secrets XII (Modern!Ivar/Reader)

A/N: I’m so sorry! :( This should have been posted before I went to Denmark, but I didn’t have time to finish it and as soon as I was back in Spain I started uni again. I wanted this to be long and dramatic. It’s long but I'm not that sure about the dramatic part😂 I hope you like it anyway💜 thank you so much for all the messages and the lovely comments, likes and reblog on the other parts!😘 Love u! To catch up, you have my masterlist on my bio!

Warnings: Smut (the first half of the chapter is pure smut lol, I felt dirty writing this), the reader feels a bit insecure, Ivar is very nice in this chapter I don’t know why, Hvitserk is the most precious thing in the world. Do not read if you’re under 18.

Words: 4142 I told you it was long.

Inspiration: Griffenholm Confessionals by @akamaiden @laketaj24 @ivarsshieldmadien @ivarswickedqueen

gif belongs to @ivarthebonelessvk

The fucking alarm.

You groaned, closing your eyes tightly. You didn't want to go to class, why did you even took maths? It wasn't like it was your passion, you didn't even like it. But of course you wanted to think you were smarter than you actually were.

You tried to move on the bed, to stop the alarm which was destroying your ears.

But someone stopped you.

"Can you please stop moving?" a deep voice sounded in your ear, startling you. And then you realized that what stopped you from moving were someone's arms, locked around your waist.

And that what was ringing wasn't your alarm, but your phone.

And you weren't at the school, but at the big suite of one of the best hotels in Copenhagen.

"Ivar?" you asked, confused and rubbing your eyes "Is that you?"

You felt him raise his head.

"Of course it's me, who would it be?"

"I don't know, I couldn't remember... Can you please let me go so I can pick up my phone?"

"No" he huffed, tightening his grip around your waist "Just ignore it"

"Ivar, please" you tried to escape, but he was too strong... And you didn't really wanted to get away from him.

He didn't answer, just pressed his chest against your bare back and closed his eyes.

You sighed. He was too stubborn.

Your phone stopped ringing for a few seconds, but then it started again.

Ivar growled, and you smirked.

"If you let me take it, it will stop"

He sighed, but let you go, opening his stunning blue eyes to see you moving on the enormous bed to take your phone, frowning when you saw the caller on the screen.

"Hello?" you picked up "Dad?"

"Y/N where the fuck are you?" he sounded angry, and you flinched at his hard tone. Ivar pressed his lips together and looked at you frowning.

"I'm in... Copenhagen" you answered, confused.

"Why there's photos of you with Ivar Lothbrok, Y/N?"

"Photos?" you looked at Ivar, who was eyeing you "Oh, yeah, the photos they took of us last night... We attended a Christmas dinner Ivar's dad organized..."

"Ivar's dad?" your father was panting "Why the fuck did you attend an event organized by Ragnar Lothbrok and with his son?"

"Because I'm spending the holidays on his house"

"What?! I didn't give you permission for that"

"Well, I didn't need you permission" you started to get annoyed by his tone "I asked you and mom if I could go with you to spend the holidays, but you told me no, so Ivar invited me to his house so I wouldn't have to spend Christmas alone"

"I prefer you alone than with that bunch of criminals"

"What? Okay, first of all, since when do you care about my life? You've been ignoring me for years, and now you're pretending to care about me? What has gotten into you?"

"I won't sit down and wait until my daughter becomes Ivar Lothbrok's whore"

You widened your eyes, gasping.

"You know what? I'm going to ignore that and act like this conversation didn't happen. I'm alive, and I'm having the best holidays ever, so fuck off"

You locked your phone, finishing the call and throwing your phone on the bed, sighing.

"Who was that?" Ivar looked at your phone, frowning.

"My father" you shook your head "I didn't realize the photos would be published... Of course, you're famous here"

"I'm not famous" he rolled his eyes "Is your father friends with my uncle Rollo?"

"Yeah, they have business together..."

"I don't really know my uncle, he left for France when I was a kid and my father and him don't get along"

"He's nice, I've only seen him twice but he gave me tickets for the theater so I like him"

"What did your father tell you?"

"He's angry because I'm spending the holidays with you, he says he doesn't want me to become your whore, literally"

Ivar raised an eyebrow.

"And I thought my father was a bad one..." He scoffed "It's good he wasn't here last night to see you screaming my name underneath me while I..."

"Ivar!" You laughed, hitting his bare arm "Shut up!"

The night had started slow, nice and passionate. Ivar had guided you to the big suite that he had reserved for the night. There was champagne and a giant speaker playing your favorite songs. After pressuring him a bit, Ivar admitted it was Ubbe who had the idea.

He had touched you slowly, caressing your skin and making love to you, in a bed which was bigger than your whole room in the school, surrounded by soft sheets and comfortable cushions. Ivar had cursed and you moaned softly.

But that had been only the beginning.

You were about to jump on Ivar's lap to give him a good morning kiss when his phone started ringing. He rolled his eyes when he saw the caller, but answered anyway.

"What, Hvitserk?" He sighed while he eyed you carefully. You didn't have any clothes on and the sheet was thin enough for him to see your bare skin.

"Ivar, are you still at the hotel?"

"Yes, I'm with Y/N, and we have the suite for two nights, so no business today, brother"

"I know, I just wanted to tell you" Hvitserk sounded annoyed "One of Ecbert's guys killed five of ours last night, dad is going to talk to him tomorrow"

"Fuck" Ivar rubbed his eyes "Where?"

"In a bar, in Vesterbro"

"And dad is going tomorrow?"

"Yes, he's meeting with Ecbert at his house tomorrow"

"Don't you think it's a bit stupid to go to his house?"

"Hey, we tried to tell him to choose another place, but he won't listen... Anyway he asked one of us to go with him"

"And?"

"Björn and I don't want anything to do with this, and Sigurd and Ubbe are with mom at home, so..."

"That only leaves me" Ivar raised his eyebrow, laughing sarcastically "Okay, I'll go, none of you deserves our father"

"And Ivar, be careful with Y/N, okay? The photos have been published and probably Aelle already knows her name and her fucking blood type, so please take care of her"

"Don't worry, Hvitserk, she's safe with me"

"She better be"

His brother hung up the phone, and Ivar shrugged, not really understanding why he was so annoyed at him.

"What happened?" You frowned, a bit worried.

"Nothing, just Lothbrok drama" he rolled his eyes "And my brother being weird... Now, where were we?"

After the slow lovemaking you had shifted positions, and this time you enjoyed his moans and his expressions, even making him look at you in the eyes as he came inside you. You didn't know watching him writhe in pleasure was that... Exciting.

You had ridden him, his hands traveling all over your body and yours on his chest, he bit his lip sometimes, and only opened his mouth to praise you and to moan loudly. His moans built your own orgasm, and you squeezed him harder than before, making him almost scream in pleasure when he came.

His bright, full of lust eyes were on you, staring hungrily at your body as it moved against his.

His hands ripped the sheets from your body, and he growled as he kissed your chest and neck, you felt dizzy and put your hands over his shoulders to steady yourself.

Just when he was about to touch you, someone knocked at the door, saying something in danish. Ivar sighed annoyed, but answered something as he took the sheets to cover your naked body.

"Breakfast" he explained, as the door opened and a man entered with a tray, smiling and bowing his head.

Ivar nodded, and the man left the tray on the desk. You noticed that he was shaking a bit.

"Tak" you smiled at him, trying to ease his nerves. Ivar was intimidating, you understood him.

The man smiled at you and nodded again before leaving the room.

"How much breakfast did you order?" You widened your eyes looking at the enormous display of food.

"Actually I did not order anything, I was served already" he muttered, trying to tear the sheets off your body again "It was mor, last night, she was worried we wouldn't have anything to eat"

"Aw, that's so sweet of her" you smiled softly, ignoring his attempts of getting you naked again.

"Yeah, lovely, now let me eat my breakfast" he whined, making you laugh.

"Ivar, for fuck's sake, are you insatiable?"

"When it comes to you, yes I am" he finally managed to rip the sheets out of you, forcing you on your back and getting between your legs.

"I've never done this before" you admitted, biting your lip as you kneeled next to him on the bed. You were completely naked, and with your hand on his hard cock. He was panting and had trouble focusing to understand what you were saying, you were secretly proud of yourself for having that effect on him.

"You don't have to... If you don't want... Fuck" he moaned as your hand squeezed his cock.

"I want to" you assured, a bit nervous "But tell me if I do anything wrong"

"Okay"

You leaned in, kissing softly the head of his cock. Ivar hissed and his hand tangled into your hair immediately. You opened your mouth and took him in, caressing his shaft with your tongue. He made a strange sound, and you looked at him warily, worried.

"Fuck, don't look at me like that" he panted, cursing in danish "Are you sure this is the first time you're doing this?"

You nodded, still moving your head up and down, trying your best to take as much of him as you could.

"Fuck, Y/N, you're so fucking good..." He praised you, caressing your hair proudly "Look at you, taking all my cock on that pretty little mouth of yours..."

You blushed, but felt confident enough to move your head faster and to try and take a bit more of him.

"Relax your throat... Yes, just like that" he moaned, feeling your wet and warm mouth all around him.

You had tears in your eyes, but you felt so good...

"I think it's time I reward you for being such a good girl last night" Ivar bit your neck, smirking when you gasped and your hips moved against his.

In seconds, his lips were over your clit. His breath hit you where you most needed it and you moaned.

"Ivar" you moaned.

He hummed and finally his lips touched your clit, he licked, sucked and even bit it until you were begging him, you needed him inside you. You had never craved someone that much.

"Ivar" you repeated, your nails digging on his shoulders "Please, please, I can't... I need..."

"Okay, okay" he chuckled "I got you, love"

His lips traveled up your body, until they met yours again.

He thrusted into you without warning, making you almost scream in pleasure and surprise.

"God, Ivar" you clenched your fist around the sheets, moving against him

He smirked.

"Say that again"

"Do you think you can take one more?" He muttered into your ear. You were exhausted, sensitive and sleepy.

"I don't know, Ivar..."

You had been fucking for hours, you lost the count of how many orgasms you already had. You couldn't even turn your head to look at him.

"I'll do all the work" he promised, his fingers caressing your naked waist "I promise, then we can sleep"

You just nodded, letting him pull you closer to him, your back touching his bare chest. His hand traveled to your thigh and he put your leg up his waist.

He entered you at once, both of you moaning at the feeling. He sighed into your ear as he started moving, slow and deep... Just how you needed it.

"You take me so well" he muttered "It's the first time I can't get enough of someone... Fuck, Y/N"

You opened your eyes tensing up at that.

"Not even with Freydis?"

He stopped moving, sighing into your neck.

"No, not even with her" he admitted "That scares me, to be honest... I already wanted to die when she left me... I probably would kill myself if you leave me"

"That's the alcohol talking" you smiled, shaking your head.

"No, it's not" he squeezed your waist "I promise, Y/N, I was in love with Freydis, but she wasn't in love with me... You give me more than I give you"

"Shut up" you took his hand, pressing your body even more against his as he started moving inside you again "I love you"

"I love you too" he muttered, his voice deep and husky "Fuck, I'm not drinking any more, I sound like Ubbe"

You had had enough sex for like three months.

Though even then, after fucking for one day and two nights in a row, you still felt that familiar wetness between your legs as Ivar got dressed.

"You stay here" he repeated, taking his crutches and getting up from bed "I'll be back tonight, if I'm not, Hvitserk will come and get you... I can't take you with me, Ecbert is probably watching me and it would be dangerous" he added when you opened your mouth to protest.

"But I'll be bored" you pouted.

"You have Netflix" he winked at you.

"Ivar" you whined "Come on"

"Sorry, love, it's dangerous" he repeated "I'll be back soon, I promise"

He kissed you softly, and you hummed happily, frowning when he broke the kiss.

"Bye" he winked at you and left, closing the door after him.

You sighed, finding yourself all alone in the enormous room. You were already bored.

You got up from the bed, flinching softly. Obviously, you were sore.

You took a shower, brushed your teeth and put your underwear back on, going back to bed and turning on the tv to put Netflix.

You couldn't focus on the tv, though. You didn't exactly knew what Ivar was doing in that moment, as he refused to tell you, but you could imagine it was something dangerous. And a part of you was worried as hell while the other part told you to calm down. His brothers wouldn't let him be in danger, would they? Especially Ubbe and Hvitserk, who were more protective towards Ivar.

But you didn't really have time to worry too much, as someone knocked at your door.

You frowned, but turned off the tv and took the sheets from the bed, covering yourself with them before walking to the door slowly.

"Hello?" You said, clearing your throat.

"Y/N, I'm Hvitserk" you recognized his voice, and you sighed in relief, opening the door.

"Hi" you smiled to him "Sorry, I wasn't expecting you until tonight or..."

"It's fine, you did well asking" he winked at you, entering the room. He tried hard not to stare at your figure, as the sheet clenched to your body.

"Is everything alright?" You asked, frowning while closing the door.

Hvitserk sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"I'm not sure" he shook his head "Ivar texted me, he said he wasn't sure of Ecbert's intentions and that the negotiations were a bit... Tense, he told me to pick you up and take you to the apartment, we'll wait there"

Your heart sinked, and you bit your lip.

"Y/N" Hvitserk softened his tone, caressing your cheek with his hand "Ivar will be fine, he's survived worse things"

"Oh god" you rolled your eyes "Why wouldn't I get a boyfriend who works on a fucking restaurant?"

"Oh, but that wouldn't be nearly as fun, love" he chuckled "Come on, get dressed"

"I only have the dress and the heels..."

"I forgot to bring you some clothes... It's fine, you can borrow some of Ivar's clothes at the apartment"

"Okay" you sighed. He sat at the couch and unlocked his phone as you took the dress and the heels and got into the bathroom to change.

You flinched when you put the heels back on. God, you hated heels.

"You look really good with that dress on, Y/N" Hvitserk smiled "You should wear it for school"

"I'll do it when I want to get expelled"

He chuckled, getting up and walking to the door.

"You have everything?"

You took your purse and your phone, looking around before nodding and walking behind him.

"I do, come on"

There was another man at the elevator, who looked at you with widened eyes as you entered. Hvitserk cleared his throat and raised his eyebrows.

"See something you like?" his tone was intimidating and he tilted his head. The man muttered some excuses and fixed his eyes on the floor of the elevator. You bit your lip to hold back your laugh.

Hvitserk took you to the apartment by car. You were thankful for that because you weren't sure you'd be able to walk all the way to the apartment with those heels.

It was quite big for being an apartment in the center of Copenhagen, with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a spacious living room and a large kitchen. Everything was tidy and clean, and Hvitserk told you his mother lived there when they were at the school.

"Ivar hasn't came here since Freydis left" Hvitserk explained "So I was a bit surprised when he told me to get you here, though I think he did it so you'd be safe, Ecbert and Aelle think we sold this apartment when Freydis left, so they would look for you at the hotel and at our house"

"He came here with her a lot?" You asked, distracted by the portraits and the paintings on the wall. You had discovered that Aslaug liked painting, and she had painted portraits of her sons.

"They practically lived here" Hvitserk sighed, taking a beer from the fridge and sitting on the couch "That's why he hasn't come back since then, it has a lot of memories for him"

You smiled softly looking at one picture on the wall that showed the four brothers. Hvitserk, a blonde, chubby child, was hugging a very little Ivar, who was sitting on the floor smiling to the camera. Sigurd was kneeled next to his little brother, and Ubbe, the oldest, had one hand on his shoulder, smiling proudly.

They looked so cute...

"Why did you grow up and ruined this?" You asked, still looking to the picture.

"Trust me" he chuckled "Sometimes I'd like to be that age for the rest of my life"

You smiled softly, shrugging.

"I'm gonna go change my clothes"

"Ivar has some clothes on the main bedroom, you can take whatever you want"

Of course Ivar would demand the main bedroom.

You took some sweatpants and a jumper, both of them were too big for you, but they were far more comfortable than the dress... And they smelled a bit like Ivar.

You went to look at your phone again but this time it didn't answer. Great.

Sighing, you sat on the bed, opening the drawer of the bedside table to look for a charger.

But what you found made you freeze.

There were a lot of photographies, on some of them there were only one blonde girl. Freydis.

On some others, Ivar and her were together. On one they were kissing, then laughing on the next one, and finally... Freydis smiled, looking at the camera, and Ivar smirked softly, looking at her in a way that made your stomach turn.

Will he ever look at me like that?

The answer your inner voice gave you wasn't really what you wanted to hear.

Freydis was beautiful. You bit your lip and sighed, trying not to feel too much intimidated.

Freydis is Freydis, and you are you, there's no point in making comparisons, you're not like her and she's not like you.

Just when you were about to close the drawer and go back to the living room with Hvitserk, you saw it.

It was a small, velvet box. It was completely black and, when you opened it, you could see it contained a silver ring with... Was that a diamond? God.

You widened your eyes as you looked at the beautiful engagement ring, too focused to hear Hvitserk entering the bedroom.

"Ivar was about to ask her to marry him" Hvitserk's voice startled you "Ubbe and I went with him to buy that ring. It's beautiful, expensive... Freydis would have loved it, but she left two days after we bought it and Ivar never had the chance"

"He never told me anything..."

"And he won't, only Ubbe, Sigurd and I knew about that"

"Weren't they a bit young to get married?"

"Of course" Hvitserk chuckled "He was planning to ask her first, and then marry her when they were older... I'm sure you've noticed, Ivar is really possessive and needs the rest of the world to know what belongs to him, so no one will touch it"

"Yeah" you rolled your eyes "But I wasn't really expecting this" you muttered, looking at the ring again.

"Ivar is impulsive, possessive and he was too in love with her, he had this idea and no one could make him change his mind"

You frowned, closing the box again and taking the photos.

"Do you think I will ever be good enough?"

Hvitserk raised an eyebrow, shrugging.

"Why wouldn't you be good enough?"

"I don't know... I'm nothing like Freydis, I'm... Normal" you chuckled "I just cannot help to think she was too special in his life, that I will always be the replacement"

"You're not the replacement" Hvitserk spoke calmly. Out of all the brothers, he was the one who understood your insecurities the most. You felt compared, as he had been feeling his whole life "You're nothing like her, Y/N, trust me"

"You didn't really like Freydis, did you?"

Hvitserk shook his head.

"I saw what she was doing with my brother, she manipulated him... He acted really strange when he was with her. Ubbe tried to ignore it, but I had quite a few fights with Ivar because of that"

"Maybe... She had her reasons?" You bit your lip "Don't get me wrong, I still think what she did was really bad, but maybe she had her reasons to leave... I mean, I've been with a very angry Ivar, he can be really cruel, and he has said things to me that would have me run away from him"

"Yeah, I know what you mean" Hvitserk nodded "And I agree, we will never know why she did what she did unless she tells us, and I don't think she will, honestly... But don't feel like the replacement, Y/N, you're far from being a replacement"

"Thanks, Hvitty" you smiled, hugging him and leaning your head on his shoulder "You know, I think you're my best friend here in Denmark... Elise too, of course"

"Lovely, I love being the best friend" he smiled a bit, and maybe if you had looked at him you'd had seen how he pressed his lips together "Ivar doesn't deserve you, you know, you're too kind, too pretty... Too good"

"Thank you" you laughed "I don't think I'm too good, Hvitserk, but I appreciate your words"

"If you were told every single hour how amazing you are, maybe you wouldn't doubt it" he chuckled "I would tell you every minute, Y/N, I'd tell you you're the most beautiful person alive"

"Hvitserk, I think you're exaggerating..." your smile faded when you lifted your head and saw him, closer than you remembered, with his beautiful green eyes on yours. Your heart skipped a beat when he leaned into you and your lips touched briefly, just before his phone started ringing.

Hvitserk quickly got up, getting away from you, and taking his phone to look at the caller.

"I'll be at the kitchen cooking something, you must be hungry" he said in a casual tone, as if he hasn't been about to kiss you just seconds ago "Take your time" he smiled at you before going out of the room, answering the call in danish.

You stood there, with the photo in your hands, breathing heavily. God what had you done? You loved Hvitserk like a brother, you had already forgot about him, so why didn't you moved away when you saw his intentions?

In the photo, Freydis smiled, as if she was mocking you. You felt awful then, and quickly tossed the photo into the drawer, closing it and covering your face with your hands.

God, Y/N, why are you so stupid?

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migleefulmoments · 5 years

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One of my fave Disney Princess stories is how she often implied that one of her 3 male LGBTQ+ actor ROOMMATES in LA is Oliver Stark. She said her roomie was a regular on 9-1-1 (dating back to s1) who was in every episode, was young (25-35), hot and unmarried. Oliver is the only guy that meets her stated criteria. Since she also said 2/3 of her LGBTQ+ roomies are closeted (and the 3rd is out), what's she implying about Oliver? Who outs close friends? It'd be horrifying, if it wasn't ALL LIES.

I’m just looking through some posts and found a bunch referring to her roommates as “L” and “A” -no mention of the 3rd one but I know she has claimed 3 in the past. I found this post about “L” calling her baby and clearly flirting so IDK what she is claiming with this.

She says she is staying in the mansion of the wealthy roommate so here we have mention of the hot gardener (as an aside, how many WalMart and Sam’s club stores are there in 90210-ok I looked the nearest Sam’s club is almost 40 actual miles which in LA is 3000 miles; WalMart is only 10 miles. I used “90210″ so super generic and I’m not sure that is where she claimed she lived- but the rich dude who owns the huge home and drives a BMW SUV he freely let’s random model/actor/influencers use isn’t driving 40 miles to Sam’s Club to save on chicken salad.)

La chronicles: I was tricked.

L: baby, I’m running to the store, wanna go?

Me: nope I’m staying here and salivate over this fan fiction and the gardener…. Whichever goes shirtless first.

A: *barks out a laugh* don’t molest the gardener.

Me: who me?

L: come on baby..

Me: noooooo. Sex and intrigue.

A: *Snorts*

L: I’m going to that little organic place you love…..

Me: chicken salad????? With the sprouts.?????

L: yep yep.

Me: okay!!.

A: have fun

Me: *running out the door shouts back* tell me if he gets nnnneeeeeekkkkkkkkkkkkiiiiidddddddddd

L: BABY!!!

Me: what? He knows he is hot….

………….……….……..

(Thirty minutes later.)

Me: the fuck is this?

L: I said I needed to go to the store….

Me: no oo you said organic grocery…

L: yeah and I’ll get your chicken salad after we stock up.

Me…………..

Me……….

Me: but that’s sams

L: pretty and brains

Me: but but ….. only place worse to be on Saturday is hell mart!!!! I don’t wanna go in there..its gonna take forever

L: suck it up buttercup

Me: I was fucking tricked.

L: lead by the tummy…….

More about “L” who is apparently famous enough to have fanfiction about himself which he can readily find. .

Watching Nomie

Youd be surprised who visits tumble land.

L loves reading fan fiction about himself (he says he gets more game online than he ever does in real life) and tumbler. 😂🤣🤣😂😂😂. He has a ridiculous fascination sharing gifs of himself. he’s a goober. They crack him up.

Below is her post about how she was bearding and had to hide “A” -is he her boyfriend of husband now she is hiding him along with her kids. Her kids were never living in CA that I ever read. They were in South Carolina she occasionally talked about being separated from her teenage kids but that it was her time now and her career was important. She would write about being in LA most of the time-cryptic parties and work posts- and going back and forth to SC though she rarely posted from SC- except during one of the hurricanes.

Anonymous asked:

Hmmm ok I'm slightly intrigued maybe u do get it But most probably you don't Have you ever given up and gave away something you shouldn't have because you thought it was for the best and that guilt just fucking eats away at you every day I have lied to everyone even my family to hide something I didn't even know about The work was more important and I would have sold my soul to get what I wanted I just don't know now if any of it was worth it and tbh I don't think the big guys even think it

answered: Yeah.

I had to hide my kids for two years when I first got back heavily into modeling and switching back to acting. Was also bearding. Because I look so much younger than I am, they were afraid it would show negatively work wise. Also they didnt want questions about A and the minis. (I’m still cast as characters ten years younger than the actress that usually plays my mother. Its the cheeks and the voice).

One day I fucked up and mentioned my kids and it got in print when they were talking about fashion week. A was cool about it. But it resulted in a huge move for the minis and the whole family had to adjust. Mine and his.

There are other times I purposely fuck up. Because you just get sick of juggling. Other times its an honest mistake and then you deal with the shit and move on.

So now she and “A” have minis (kids) and they had to move. I’m not sure what the hell she is trying to spin here but clearly he isn’t the platonic roommate hanging out in LA.

I found posts tonight where she claimed she has two friends in Hollywood who are gay and came out and one friend who slammed the closet door so hard it shook after he got an important role.

I had no idea about Oliver- good sleuthing.

She claims she’s pan and that gives her permission to say rude and misogynistic things

Anonymous asked:

Who is gonna tell Darr/en he looks like M/ia's "best gay" in most of the pictures of them together where they are supposed to look in love? Especially the ones from last night lol

Just ya typical queer (I’m pan so imma say that). With his beardy.

Or hag. Whatever term ya wanna use.(X)

She HATED MIa...called her Amelia and wrote incredibly offensive-downright hateful-posts about Mia under the pseudonym The Ghost- who just happened to call her Amelia. Anons would ask Disneyprincess question for The Ghost and Disney would either answer them on The Ghosts behalf or claim she would relay the message/ask The Ghost. Yeah right. She even wrote fanfiction under that pseudonym. It was super bad -sentence structure, plot development, and character development were all grossly missing. It was basically BWP (bullying without plot). The stories are gone now- I have scoured the web looking for them. I could kick myself for not saving some of them...if anyone has one, I'd love to see it. The plot line of one was Mia ordering Darren around her office telling him she had complete control over him while he coward in front of her. Darren meekly declared he would win in the end, but Mia just kept ordering him around.

These are kinds of posts who would make about Hollywood -keep in mind there was nothing before this post that make it understandable- I'm not exaggerating when I say this was typical:

Nomie party

You did????? When? Was I annoyingly perky or in professional mode??

That’s freaking awesome. We must have lunch.

Didn’t post the ask cause that was too many details on that party. 😂😂 already been in trouble thanks.

Glad I’m not the only one that thought he is an ass.

Anonymous asked: (X)

When did you see them out? Details

Can’t really say where I was as it included what I was doing and with whom. But it was here after the first of the year

I already posted this but it bears repeating- she, like Abby, won’t give away all their secrets aka they won’t give specifics (X)

Anonymous asked:

there is evidence of Wll and aash kissing in the clubbbb?!!!!!!!

That I can’t tell you. I know I’ve never taken a picture cause why would I? but I mean folks do snap pictures when folks are out and folks get things in background photos that people prefer not be seen publicly.

However I will say if you do some digging, there are a lot more cuddled up w/a pictures out there. One just needs to have the time and be invested enough to look.

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