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Collide-Justin Herbert- 27

A/N: The usual disclaimers. I do not know anyone or any drama. Its fanfiction purposes.

It was a few days since the loss and Sara hadn't heard anything. Well that wasn't entirely true, after a few hours he responded to her message.

Thanks

At least she got some response. She gave him leeway with this one. It stung, she was still not over the loss in some way, and she wasn't on the field.

She knew Justin like she knew the back of her hand, he was beating himself up over the passes and all the chances. Bosa was pissed about the call on him. Sara messaged him and got no response. However AnnSophie said he was talking to her so at least he had someone.

As far as the set went no one suspected that something was up with Sara, even Erika stayed out of her way, which was good. She was getting on her last nerve and her plane back to Los Angeles couldn't come soon enough.

She got through her scenes, the director and set crew blown away by her performance of an emotional character. This is what she loved about acting, if the scene called for anger or heartbreak she could do it. Sara could pour all of that into a character. She wasn't an Oscar nominated actress for nothing. They finished their scenes and she was able to go back to the hotel. As she checked her phone she was still discouraged that there was nothing from Justin. Her mom called to tell her all about her girls cruise and Sara was able to fake enough excitement for her. Cathy asked her all about AbuDhabi and brought up setting her up again with one of her girlfriends sons. "Mom please stop, I'm fine."

Once she hung up she didn't realize Erika was in the room. "Jeez you scared me!" Erika laughed as she was packing for her flight. "You know you could just get your mom off your back if you told her you were seeing someone." Sara rolled her eyes. "Yeah and then have it been told to the entire Pittsburgh stock district?"

"True, but you always complain about not being invited to these couples' things and being left out. How long do you expect to date him and not tell anyone?"

"We are going to discuss more details about that side once I'm back home and I don't have work commitments. Right now he's getting over the playoffs and I'm here." She sighed. "I can't wait til the 27th. I can at least comfort him and just be there."

Erika nodded. "Yeah, there's an Athletic article talking about how upset he is."

"I'm avoiding social media. My poor baby. I made the mistake of going on twitter yesterday and it was everywhere. Emmanuel Acho was going off and I couldn't." Sara shook her head. "I just want to kiss and cuddle him, and make him dinner." And Sara smiled and Erika knew she was going to say something out of pocket. "And suck him off," her friend laughed and threw her head back. "EWW SARA CHRISTINE!" The girls began laughing. "I don't doubt you take care of him. You forget I heard you guys before we left." Sara went red. "Oh god" Erika laughed. "So how does this work? He's so tall!" Sara swatted at her friend. "I'm not telling you that!"

"Oh come on you probably told Bella!" It was true, Sara had no issue spilling to Bella the dirty details about their sex life. Maybe in some way Sara and Erika were drifting apart. They were now more colleagues than best friends. Sara needed to work on that once they came back. "I've made some comments, but I haven't said anything too crazy." Sara lied. Before Erika could say anything, there was a knock at the door. Timothee poked his head in. "Hey we are going to dinner Austin and I, Zendaya as well. She just got in yesterday."

Sara's jaw dropped. "Z is here? How did I miss that?" He laughed "She surprised us, but you were in your trailer watching your man's game"

"Well we will be there." Sara jumped up and got ready while Erika said she just wanted to pack since her flight was tomorrow. Sara decided on makeup and a nice presentable outfit within the ten minutes she had to get ready. Her hair was destroyed from all the products and she didn't have time to wash it so it was a slick back ponytail. Once she was satisfied with her look she took a mirror selfie and joined the group in the car, she said goodbye to Erika and they departed. Zendaya was already there and she hugged her, missing one of her good friends.

They headed out to Nusr-Et Steakhouse which was famous and with good reviews. The group was in a private room, but not before cameras from the other diners began to come out to record them walking. Their security guards made sure no one approached them before standing by the door of the private room they reserved.

Sara had to admit she did miss getting together with her famous friends. Many people assumed that people she associated with was snobby and uppity, but it was quite the opposite, they were all just kids in their twenties trying to navigate this crazy life. Z updated them about living with Tom and renovating the house they bought. Timothee updated them on an audition, and Sara said she had someone knew in her life and told them all about her family drama. She also spilled about Erika,

"Can I be honest?" Z took a bite on the appetizer. "I don't trust Erika." Sara frowned after taking a sip of her drink. "Why?"

Her friend continued. "Well look, Erika has been your close friend, and your employee for a while, she shouldn't be making these confidentially mistakes. Maybe you should look into her signing an NDA. I mean, I know she's your friend, but she's not new to this. She understands that you value your privacy." Sara nodded. "I just hate asking her to do that. I mean we've been friends since we were kids."

Timothee shrugged. "Things changed, there's nothing wrong with that. She should understand your business and privacy."

"True." She looked around. "Where's Austin?" Timothee laughed. "Kaia called him, so he's been on the phone since the car." As on cue, Austin came in, and the group teased him about his relationship. Sara couldn't help but check her phone to see if there was anything from Justin. Then again, it was early morning so he was probably still sleeping.

—---------------------------------------------------------- Justin couldn't sleep.

It was awful, he kept replaying the mistakes in his head over and over. How could they have just given up like this? How did it go from being comfortable to just falling apart? He always prided himself on not listening to the noise outside, but he was sure there was alot a noise. There was no way there wasn't. He also knew Joey was getting a lot of shit. His breakdown on the sidelines and locker room was going to be news for a few days.

He hadn't responded to anyone and if he did it was one word. As much as he wanted to respond to Sara he just couldn't. He wanted to wallow in self pity for a few days.

Nova sensed that her owner was in a bad mood, so she stayed close and allowed him to cuddle her. And well in the past it would be enough, he missed a warm body to hold close and to take out his frustrations with. He wanted Sara. He got up and went to call her but then he got a notification that she posted on Instagram. He looked and saw it was a photo collage of her with Timothee Chalamet, Austin Butler, and Zendaya. He decided not to bother her. Let her have fun, and not bother her with his burden right now.

Eventually he fell asleep holding Nova close.

He found himself waking up early in the morning. As his usual routine he got up and got ready to go to the facilities. They were still going to the practice for meetings and lifting before they cleaned out lookers and were excused for the summer. Many guys would go home right away. Some would stick around with their families. Justin didn't know what to do, he honestly thought they'd be preparing for next week. As he drove to the facility he saw some fans hanging out. He waved to them.

He heard the chants to Fire Staley, Lombardi, have the Spanos sell the team. All of that. Justin's head was swimming with all of these thoughts. As he walked towards his locker he saw a couple of guys, including Bosa hanging around. "You wanna workout?" Joey's voice was defeated and Justin nodded. They both needed to workout the stress. Though it would need more than just a one hour workout.

They did their usual routines, acting like it was a normal lifting day. They didn't say a word, the understanding with all the guys it would be the usual no talking.

It did feel good, to let out all of that anger and frustration of the game out into the weights. Joey remarked that a punching bag needed to be installed. Justin agreed.

Staley and Lombardi were in meetings. None of them dared to show their faces, until it was time for the meetings. It was the usual crap, and Justin found himself tuning out. Joey was expecting to get a league fine as well as one from TIAA, apparently he destroyed a piece of the locker while he was in his rage after the game.

They didn't stay as late as they usually would. Justin went back to his locker to see a bunch of roses. Confused, he went over and saw the card.

If you need to talk I'm here. I'm still a friend no matter what - TB

He shook his head. It was a nice gesture, and he didn't want to be rude. He typed out the message.

Thanks for the roses.

It's np! I still consider you a good friend and I apologize for how I acted.

I'll see you next season Taylor.

He left it at that. He didn't want to get into all of that. Taylor was in the past.

He saw nothing from Sara, he knew that she wanted him to contact him on his terms. He looked at the time, it would be early in the morning and maybe she was up.

He dialed her number. She picked up on the first ring. "Hello?" It was comfortable to hear her beautiful voice. "Hey baby," He sighed "I'm sorry I haven't contacted you. I know you said you didn't like that."

"I can make an exception for this one." She laughed. "How are you?"

"As good as I can be, it still stings though." "I know honey, I know."

Justin rested his head against his locker. "I miss you so much." He breathed.

"Ten more days baby, ten more days. I'm coming straight to you. I'm going to give you the best head. You won't be able to walk once I'm done with you."

He smiled and lowered his voice so no one else heard. "Dirty girl" He laughed. "I'm going to do so much to you. You're not leaving my bed." She giggled. "Well, once I do the fashion show I'm gonna bring home all of the lingerie I can keep."

He smiled. "Can you make your turtle cookies?" She laughed. "Yes! And I'll make your favorite dinner, and we'll fuck each other brains out in the hot tub." He smiled. "I want to go to the fashion show. I think I can make it"

Sara's breath was held. "Oh Justin, I would love it if you came! Don't worry, I'll make sure no one suspects anything!" He smiled. "Thanks baby." They spoke for about a few more minutes and Justin kept asking about the set. He wanted to make sure she felt her career was as important as his. He felt like he wasn't being the best partner with supporting her career. Their conversation was about returning to Oregon again before she was interrupted by being called to set. They said their 'I Love yous' before they promised to speak again later.

He felt better after speaking to her. It was just what he needed, and her voice was so comforting to him. He looked at the calendar on his phone and smiled, counting down the days. Justin began to plan for her arrival, he wanted to do something special for her.

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Saturday January 21st

6 days left.

Jack's phone rang, he picked up, irritated that someone would be calling so late

"Hello?"

"Look, you want details? Fine you got them. Sara and Justin had been seeing each other since Joe Grant's wedding in July. That's where they met, they had a secret get togethers at a pub where Sara frequents. He was at Bella's birthday party. He hates the spotlight, so they haven't revealed anything. However, they have been to Justin's hometown in Oregon meeting his family."

Jack was just giving up hope on his source but the Lord decided to bless him. He was taking notes while giggling with glee. "I knew you would come through, you always do. Any other details?"

"Oh baby I have plenty. You think you can have this article out as soon as possible?" Jack smiled. It will be the first thing people wake up to on Monday morning. —---------------------------------------------------------------

Sunday January 22nd

EXCLUSIVE: SARA WOZNIAK IS IN SERIOUS RELATIONSHIP WITH QUARTERBACK JUSTIN HERBERT.

Sara has a new love on the horizon. In the form of a bolt. Sources tell OK magazine exclusively that [television show] actress Sara Wozniak, 26 is in a serious relationship with Los Angeles Chargers Quarterback Justin Herbert,24 since the end of July. The couple who met at Joe Grant's wedding, have been Bouncing between Herbert's humble abode in Irvine and Sara’s multi million dollar Hollywood Hills mansion. "It's very serious," the source tells OK. "Sara has met his brothers and parents and everyone gets along." Fans have been speculating Sara had someone in her life since she has been appearing much happier since her split with Pop Star Harry Styles in 2021. Their reps have not responded to our calls.

Jack ran it by his boss, along with the pictures the source provided. It couldn't be denied, the two young lovers were caught in a passionate embrace. The other photos showed them mid lip lock and at an event.

His boss was thrilled. "Jack, you've done many amazing things in your career, but this tops it! No one has discovered this! Who is the source to provide these photos?"

Jack smiled. "Sorry, but I promised full anonymity. They have been helpful in the past." His boss shook his head. "Do you know how hard it is to get an exclusive on Sara? She may be a sex pot but she isn't a dummy. Too bad there is no nudes leak, many people would kill for that!" Jack cringed. His boss was a pig, but he needed that pig. "I was thinking we should publish this on a Monday." His boss nodded. "Good idea. Did you actually go to the reps though?" He shook his head. "No I didn't, I figured let the other sources do it. If this Herbert guy is as private as they make it seem we won't get shit from them anyway."

"Okay first thing Monday morning people will be waking up to this news." —------------------------------------------------------------

Sunday night January 22nd.

Justin had just got off the phone with Sara, she was exhausted from a long day, apparently a night scene needed to be filmed and it required a fourteen hour work day. So she hadn't had any sleep. "What time is it out there?" Justin asked. Sara yawned before answering. "8 am Monday morning." Justin hummed. "I think the first thing you need to do when you get back is sleep. Nothing like adjusting to a big timezone difference." She nodded. "I need your bed, and Nova to cuddle up with." He snorted. "Gee thanks. I knew you were using me for my cat."

"I can't help it. She's too cute!" He laughed. "Can we get her a cat?" He laughed even louder. "You mean get my cat a cat?" It sounded ridiculous. But Sara laughed and persisted. "Come on! Like a playmate or a sibling!"

"I don't even know if she would be good with cats." "Well I mean she's good with dogs. She was good with Dylan." He laughed "Dylan isn't a cat though, and he is a gentle giant, he knows she runs the house. "She's a Queen." Sara smiled.

Speaking of, Nova came and jumped up next to him and he smiled and scratched her backside which made her purr. The two spoke for a while before Justin made her hang up to get some sleep. "Babe you're exhausted."

"I wanna keep talking to you." He laughed. "We can talk when you get up." I mean it wasn't like he wasn't doing anything nowadays.

After some more back and forth they hung up. As much as Sara was exhausted she couldn't shake this feeling that something was wrong……

Really wrong

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Justin woke up to the sound of ringing and the notifications going crazy. He looked over to see it was 8am. He had to be at the facilities at ten to go over some stuff with the coaches. He jumped up and checked his phone.

INSTAGRAM: JUSTIN YOU GAINED OVER A 500 THOUSANDS FOLLOWERS IN TWO HOURS

YOU HAVE 2,000 MESSAGES.

10 MISSED CALLS FROM ASHLEY

'JUSTIN CALL ME!' 'JUSTIN THIS IS IMPORTANT!'

FROM MOM:

JUSTIN THERE'S PEOPLE OUTSIDE OUR HOUSE ASKING ABOUT SARA.

FROM MIKE

BRO THERES PEOPLE OUTSIDE THE FACILITIES ASKING FOR YOU AND THEY GOT CAMERAS.

Justin felt like he was in a bad movie. "What the fuck?"

He got up and quickly got in the shower. He went as fast as possible, the sound of his phone going off.

He sent a text to Ashley. 'I'll call you in the car'

As he got everything together and opened the garage door nothing could prepare him for this.

There were three camera guys outside his house who were shouting at him on the sidewalk and videoing him. Quickly, he put his workout bag in front of his face.

"Justin! Is Sara with you?"

"Justin congratulations on dating Sara Wozniak"

"Are you planning to propose soon?"

He got in his car and drove off. The camera guys jumping in a van behind him to follow him. He looked in his rearview mirror "what the fuck" he whispered to himself. Then he thought about what the camera guy said.

Quickly, he dialed Ashley's number in which she picked up on the first ring. "Justin, we have a problem."

"No Shit! Camera guys are outside my house and are now following. Mike's texting me that people are outside the place! My mom said there's people outside her house." He was exasperated and in a panic."

"There's an article in OK! Magazine about you in a relationship with Sara Wozniak? It goes into detail about how you took her to Oregon! You guys are the front cover of This week's US Magazine!"

Justin was shaking. This couldn't be happening. They weren't supposed to say anything! His voice cracked as he gripped onto the steering wheel. "What else does it say?"

Ashley paused. "It says her rep confirmed the relationship."

He saw red. He was so pissed. "Justin I'm guessing it's true." Justin shook his head. "Yeah. Everything is true."

"You're trending on twitter, and now you have two million followers on instagram." She paused again. "Emmaunel Acho is going off about his social media quarterback and other things. It's very foul, he is tweeting at her as well."

He was at a red light, and hit his head against the steering wheel. "Ashley I feel like there's something else."

"I think you shouldn't be operating a vehicle when I tell you this one. Right now the Chargers security is telling the paps to back off and they are not allowed. They are fighting back though. Saying it's public property."

He shook his head. "Listen, I'll call you back when I get there." Ending the call he switched over to his mom. "Justin, there's strangers outside our house asking where's Sara? And Patrick is being followed on campus when he went to work out."

Fuck. Fuck. They were going after his family. Damn it Sara. "Listen, I'm going to have Ashley and the others take care of this. But don't go out and don't say anything." He hung up as he pulled into the parking lot, on the other side of the fence he saw the guys and the other van pull up. There was a total of twenty people videoing him, waiting for him to jump out of his car. Taking a deep breath, he put on his baseball cap and hopped out.

He tuned out the yelling, but he could make out his name, and Sara’s. He could have sworn he heard Taylor as well. He ran into the facility and straight to the locker room where everyone, including coaches and gm where. "Justin, we need to talk."

He already knew what they were going to say. "I know, my manager filled me in." The media director spoke. "Justin, we support you and your relationship. I already told reporters no questions about personal relationships. We tried to get the cameraman to back off but they can be there legally. After speaking a little bit more Justin turned towards the guys. "I'm sorry you have to be involved with this." The team informed that obsessed fans were messaging players and their wives which wasn't okay.

Austin shook his head. "Don't worry about us. Your privacy has been violated with the photos." Justin's face paled. "Photos?"

The guys all looked at each other. "Have you seen the actual article?" Joey asked. It was a stupid question, since they knew their quarterback didn't read anything about himself. "There's photos of you and Sara with her friends, one at a friend's house, and new years at my house. You guys were kissing. It was a selfie she took."

Justin was mad. Seething mad. "Fucking Sara." He reached for his phone. Austin stopped him. "Now Herb, don't do anything stupid. Let Sara explain herself. I don't think she's the type putting all of her personal business out there.

But Justin was pissed and determined. And there was no stopping him when he was fired up.

To Sara

We need to fucking talk.

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As soon as Sara woke up she realized she was late as Alex rushed in and told her to be on set in ten. She jumped up and barely ate before she was in the car on the way. Sara wished she had Erika to keep her up to speed. She realized her phone was on its charger in the hotel room. Well fuck it would be at least a few hours before she got it.

When she was in hair and makeup her manager took a call that seemed urgent from the hushed whispers. Austin came over while they were finishing up. "Well I don't know a lot about football,but I'm sorry to hear about your boyfriend's team. Is that why you were so upset last week?"

Sara was confused. How the fuck did he know? She was going to kill Timothee. "Timothee told you? I told him not to tell anyone!" Her voice got angry, and Austin held his hands up. "Woah! I found out through the news today. It's everywhere girl. I can't even go on social media without it trending! You guys look really cute together."

Her heart stopped, it was like time slowed down. "What?" She croaked after a few minutes. As on cue, Alex came rushing over. "Sara, we have a problem."

She jumped out of the chair, the makeup artist giving a huff that her job was being interrupted. "You're damn right we do!"

"Heidi said the article was just sent to her 5 minutes after it was released, including the pictures. She said that it claimed she confirmed the relationship. Even though she had no idea it was a thing." Alex lowered her voice. "Is it true? About you guys visiting Oregon and meeting his parents? And you guys are practically living together at his Irvine home?"

She was going to be sick. This article was so revealing and she hadn't even seen it. Then she thought about something else. "Wait photos?"

Alex nodded. "Heidi said they are too incriminating. You can't deny it." She ran her hands through her freshly styled hair and the hairdresser ran over to fix it.

"Alright guys, five minutes til scene!" "Shit. Shit. Shit." She was panicking. She needed to call Justin. "Alex, please get my phone."

"You won't be able to look at it for a few ho-" "Alex get me my fucking phone now!" Her manager saw it was a dire situation and ran back to the hotel. It would be a minute since they were in the middle of nowhere.

"Alright we need Sara on the set right now." The producer called.

Sara took a deep breath. Everything is going to be alright. It has to be

Right?

A/N: Don’t hate me, but we all know Justin doesn’t like fame or attention.....

#Justin Herbert #Alexa writes collide #nfl imagine #Los Angeles Chargers

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theultim · 1 year

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I did a Side Order Analysis like as soon as the trailer dropped in the middle of one of my classes.... But I actually really like my notes so I'll be dropping them in parts to see how people feel about it!! (1/3)

Investigating descriptions:

Splatoon North America on Twitter: As for the second wave, we're flummoxed! What is that strange tower? Why has everything turned white and ghostly? What's on that Octoling’s mind? We're going to get to the bottom - or maybe the top - of this, so stay tuned for further updates on our research. [1]: “Flummoxed” means to be bewildered or perplexed. This is just a self-clarification, since I’ve never heard this word before. [2]: I bolded “Octoling’s mind” because, why would they point this out, or ask this rhetorical question? Of course Inklings and Octolings have different mindsets due to where they came from and the environments they were raised under, but this will be the first true look into how Octolings think, is what this tweet implies. Or at least, how they react to a new and unfamiliar environment. [3]: “Or maybe the top” huh? There is a bit of a handful of elevator art in the Side Order trailer, so this make sense. We’ll be going inside of the “Strange tower” and scaling it. That, or going to the top of something else, just like in the Octo expansion, where the goal was to escape the underground as the playable Octoling character. Since Agent 8 already made this climb, why would they go back down? I personally think this is a different Octoling. Not Marina, just someone entirely new. Maybe even a former Elite Octoling, or an enemy Octoling, due to the coloration of the outline of their eyes matching their ink color in the art. The color change in eye outlines is only a thing for enemy Octolings, and not playable Octolings. Looking back on my third point it most likely is Agent 8 but I think i desperately wanted someone new on the table. Feel free to put your own points/theories! I'll be leaving a 2 day gap between these. NEXT: Nintendo eShop description.

#txt #splatoon 3 #side order

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anothersebastianblog · 1 month

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TB trailer soon?👀

If you are referring to the tweet “👀👀👀👀” from the usual Twitter account thunderbolts news i once again think they know nothing and just hope someone will leak it bc some pics of yelena dropped from the one showed at sdcc

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3-aem · 2 years

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Wake me up when the s2 jjk trailer drops I'm going to bed.

#me: mega emo moment tn #someone on twitter: the trailer dropping soon #me: okay ig my issues can wait

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chuckbass-love · 4 years

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Any interest in writing a fic where Chris cheats on his girlfriend/ wife and how they work through it. Also his family being involved in the fic.

I rarely see fics with Chris cheating, so of course i’ll write this. I just knowwwww Lisa would give that man child hell for it. I include lyrics from the song Battle Scars by Lupe Fiasco and Guy Sebastian, they are in italics.

I really hope you love this...

Disclaimer: My work is not to be posted anywhere else other than MY Tumblr, Wattpad and Ao3 without my permission. However, reblogs are welcome.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Cheating, angst and sad themes pretty much.

Word Count: 5,836

GIF NOT MINE!!! Credit to @voyevoda-thejoy go check them out 💙

Get Through This

You strut into the kitchen of the house you share with your husband Chris, ready to make dinner for the two of you. It’s valentines day and you’ve not seen him for months. He’s been filming and as much as you were aware of what his job entailed, you still get upset whenever he has to leave. But after this project, he’s all yours and Dodgers for a while. You can’t wait.

He texted you to let you know that he’d be home in just under an hour, enough time to start on dinner.

The table is set, you’re already in a sexy outfit, hidden underneath your silk dressing gown. He’s going to have the best welcome home gift ever and you just know he’s going to be all over you like a rash.

The pasta is cooking so you start on the sauce next, trying your hardest not to fuck this up. He sent god knows how many texts about how much he’s missed your cooking and you want it to perfect for him. He deserves nothing but the best.

As you’re stirring the sauce, your phone goes off, it’s Instagram and then next thing you know. You get a ton of Twitter notifications too. Way too many for your liking.

You unlock the phone and check Twitter first, seeing as you have the most notifications for that.

But once you open the messages that are all from the same account. You almost drop your phone at the images on your screen.

Of Chris.

Kissing another woman. His hands around her waist. You feel sick, numb, broken and stupid.

He’s your husband.

Why is he doing this?

I wish i never looked

I wish i never touched

I wish that i could stop loving you so much

You drop the phone on the kitchen counter and rush over to the sink to be sick. It’s not stopping, you can’t stop it. The thought of him with another woman that’s not you, the thought of him kissing or touching another makes you’re whole body turn cold. The puking continues as more questions and thoughts riddle your brain.

‘who is she?’

‘why would he do this to you?’

‘how long has it been going on?’

‘how did it start?’

‘is there more to it other than kissing?’

You stand upright, taking a paper towel and using it to wipe your mouth as you try to keep the puke at bay.

He’s going to be home soon. What the fuck do you even say to him?

You pick the phone back up to see if there was even a message attached to the pictures but there wasn’t. So you go to Instagram to check that, it’s a different account, with the same pictures.

Multiple people have these images. Multiple people know about his actions. What if they end up online? What about your family? His family? What if they see them too?

You try to calm your breathing, your heart is pounding. You can’t stop it, you grip onto the counter, one hand over your chest, as if that will somehow stop the feeling of your heart practically beating it’s way out of your chest. Like somehow it’ll make this all go away.

This robe is way too tight. You struggle to undo it, fiddling with it, your hands are shaky, your breathing turns more erratic. You turn the stove off, rushing upstairs seconds after and into the bedroom you share with your husband.

The same husband that you once trusted with your heart and life. The same husband that you never ever imagined doing this to you but then again, who ever thinks that their partner will ever do this to them? Exactly, it’s always unexpected.

This has to be a dream, right?

This isn’t like him, this isn’t Chris. Or at least not the Chris you know and love. The Chris you married.

There has to be some kind of explanation right?

No. Stop this Y/N

Cause i’m the only one that’s trying to keep us together

When all of the signs say that i should forget him

There is no explanation for this. No explanation he could possibly give you for kissing another woman and possibly sleeping with her. He looks way too cosy for this to be just a kiss.

There’s more to this.

You run into the walk in closet, ripping your clothes from their hangers in a panic. Tears fill your eyes and fall down your face. You can’t stop this, the feeling of hurt and betrayal, the pain that fills your body to the brim, drowning you. You feel on the edge of a tall building right now. Like the smallest of movements could happen and you would just fall to the ground.

You change quickly before you pack everything that you can, everything that belongs to you, your clothes, underwear, toothbrush, skin care shit, make-up. The lot. You pack two suitcases and a duffle bag and that’s only the stuff you need right now. You can always get the rest if you need to. You can’t stay here any longer than you need to though.

But first, you need to face him.

“Honey?” you hear, the familiar Bostonian accent echos through the house as the door slams shut and all of a sudden, there he is in the doorway.

“Something smells delicious, are you cooking?” he smiles, a fake smile no doubt. Bet he’d rather be with her.

I wish you weren’t the best

The best i ever had

I wish that the good outweighed the bad

You stand there, ignoring his question for a couple seconds as your gaze drops to the screen of your phone. You click on the images and slide the phone over to him. He walks closer “what’s this honey?” and he goes to talk again but soon stops when he realises what they are.

“Baby, i-i can explain”

“Don’t even bother”

He walks around the kitchen island to you and you move the bags out the way so that they are in his eye line. He glances over them “what’s all this? Are you leaving me? Please, don’t i can explain all of this?”

As hard as you try not to, you start to cry again. Through the blurred vision, you see him wipe at his face, is he seriously crying too? He’s the one that cheated.

“Don’t start acting like you’re the one upset here Chris. You did this to me, remember?”

“I didn’t mean for anything to happen, i got caught up. It’s no excuse but i really am sorry”

“How long?” you mutter through gritted teeth, not even caring how nasty you sound right now “it was only the once” lies. All lies.

“Don’t fucking lie to me”

He takes a step back, holding his hands up in surrender and as soon as he does, Dodger comes running into the room, jumping up Chris and trying to get attention. He bends down, fussing the excited pup that has clearly missed his daddy.

“Dodge, boo boo” he coos, letting him lick his face. A sight that not even an hour ago would have made your heart melt, a sight that would have been filmed by you for sure and posted on your Instagram for his fans to see.

Once he calms the dog down, he stands up to look at you.

“Can we please just talk this over? Please. I want to sort this”

“What is there to sort Chris? You were with someone else. How many times did you see her? What did you do with her? Is she better than me huh? Can she give you things that i can’t? ANSWER ME DAMMIT”

He jumps at the change in your voice, the shouting. It’s not like you. You’re the most calm person he knows, the one person who he’d say if you were any more laid back then you’d probably fall over. But not this time. You really are mad, which rightly so. He’s hurt you like no one else ever has.

The man who vowed to love you until death has cheated on you.

I wish i couldn’t feel

I wish i couldn’t love

I wish that i could stop cause it hurts so much

You pick your bags up and shove past him as he tries to answer but fails.

That’s when he grabs a hold of your wrist to stop you in your tracks.

“I saw her once only, it was on a weekend when i had a break from filming. It wasn’t anymore than that. I promise, i give you my word. It was just that once” he sighs, loosening his grip and letting your wrist go as you stand back to back.

“We just kissed at first, it was a one off kiss. She made the move on me, we were drinking, near my trailer, she was working on the set of the movie. She was assisting the wardrobe department. I kissed her back the second time she made a pass and it got a bit heated but i stopped it”

You feel sick again. Like you could vomit right now just from his explanation.

“Then the third time, i let myself get carried away. We went back to her hotel room and kissed some more, she got on top of me and we got undressed” he stops the story, hearing you sob the way you are right now makes his heart ache.

“We had sex. She started kissing my neck, she was touching me down there and I’m sorry, i’m so sorry honey. I didn’t, i didn’t mean for it to happen. i didn’t mean to lie for so long. She’s not better than you, no woman could ever be better than you” he turns around and so do you, the hurt in his eyes is clear.

“She can’t offer me anything Y/N. I want you, i love you. You’re everything to me. This has eaten away at me for months. I’m so sorry, please don’t leave me”

“Chris” you turn your head, unable to look at him right now.

“Please, Y/N please” he takes your hands in his, squeezing them as if that is going to make you stay.

You just shake your head, ripping them from his grip.

“I can’t, Chris. I need to go”

This is hard enough as it is and he’s making it ten times more difficult to leave. This man in front of you, isn’t even recognisable anymore. He’s not the man you married, the man you’ve been with for 10 years. The man you were so close to starting a family with.

That man is gone.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you, i didn’t mean for it to happen”

He gets down on his knees, begging for your forgiveness, for you to not walk out of that door.

“I believe that you didn’t mean for it to happen and i believe that you love me but you still let it happen Chris and i just, i can’t be here right now” you pick the bags up and walk away from him but as you get to the door, you hear him crying, not just the regular kind. No. He’s screaming crying, like his heart has just been ripped from his chest, like he knows the mistake he made.

But does that matter? Does any of that matter now? He still did it.

You open the door and slam it shut, leaving him sat there on the floor.

He knows that this is all his own doing.

He didn’t mean for it to happen, he was intoxicated and it was all a mistake. He feels empty, without you here. Without your love, your kiss, your touch. He feels completely broken.

You on the other hand are breaking down, in the car, on the way to your sisters house, trying your hardest to keep your eyes on the road. It’s probably not the best idea to drive in your state but you had to get out. You couldn’t have waited around for an Uber. No chance.

If you stayed any longer, your weak ass would have crumbled in front of him and taken him back.

And you can’t let that happen right now. You have to respect yourself and your space. Regardless of how much he regrets it, he was still with another woman and that’s not right.

You pull up outside of your sisters house, unannounced.

You knock the door with your shaky hand, trying to keep the tears back but they fall before she even answers and when she does. You sob, falling into her arms.

She squeezes you tight before breaking away to see your bags, it’s like she knows what’s happened without even needing to ask you.

She guides you inside, sitting you down before taking your bags and leaving them by the staircase.

You don’t know how you are going to explain everything to her, this is not going to be easy.

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She rubs your arm as you finish talking, her husband strolls in with a cup of tea for you and you sit there hoping it’ll make everything suddenly become fake. Like it was a dream and you’d snap out of this daze. But you don’t.

The first sip shocks you as the hot beverage burns your tongue. You’re definitely going to need something stronger.

An hour passes, you cry some more and eventually the tea turns to wine.

One drink down and you’re rendering on angry now. You can’t control the constant switch in your behaviour because after the second glass, you’re back to the crying again.

You get to your fifth glass and you’re slurring your words.

That’s when your phone rings, you hear the muffled ring tone so you search in your duffle bag to find it, pulling it out to find that it’s Lisa. Chris’s mother.

“Answer it” your sister instructs, nodding her head towards the phone.

“Hi Lisa” you muster up the best fake happy voice you can “hi sweetie, is Chris back yet? Because we were all wondering if you wanted to come over for dinner, i’m making a cake for deserts and it’ll be nice to see him”

“Um, he’s back. He got back a couple of hours ago now”

“Are you both free to come by?”

“I’m kinda busy at the moment, you’ll have to ring Chris to see if he’s free”

Your voice cracks at the end of the sentence, you pray to god that she doesn’t notice but of course, she does.

“What’s wrong sweetie? Where are you, i thought you’d be with him?”

“I’m at my sisters, um. I-” you can’t even finish, Alex takes your phone, raising it to her ear to speak to her for you.

“Hi Lisa, it’s Alex”

“What’s going on?” you can hear her voice despite it not being on speakerphone “it’s Chris, Y/N, received images of him with another woman, he admitted to her that he slept with someone else whilst he was away”

The line goes dead, she hung up.

Alex, pulls you into her arms once again, cradling you as you let it all out.

She doesn’t know how to fix you, she wishes she could magically take your pain away. But she can’t. This can’t be fixed by anyone else other than you and Chris. But even then, it would take a lot for you to ever forgive him.

Meanwhile back at your house, Chris is still on the floor. Dodger sits next to him, wagging his tail.

Then a door knocks.

He forces himself up and back onto his feet, dragging them over to go answer it and when he sees his mother, he knows. The look on her face says it all. She pushes past him, making her way into the living room.

“Ma, i can explain”

“How could you do that to her, Chris. I raised you better than that. To even look at another woman like that is wrong let alone kissing and having sex”

“I know. Ma. It didn’t mean anything. She was nothing to me. I was drunk, i got carried away, i was missing Y/N so much”

“No excuses Chris, you’ve messed up. I can’t believe you. I’m so disappointed and confused. You’re a grown man, a married man”

“I know”

“You need to fix this, prove to her that you love her and that it won’t happen again. Because right now, she’s at her sisters house, barely able to get her words out”

He looks down, not able to even give direct eye contact to the woman who raised him, the woman who taught him right from wrong. She didn’t raise no cheater or no quitter.

She raised a boy to a man who knew how to respect everyone around him, how to treat a lady, how to carry himself. A man who wears his heart on his sleeve and loves with everything in his body. A man who is sensitive yet strong.

“She won’t forgive me ma, i’ve fucked it. I can’t lose her”

“Right now, you need to give her space, let her breathe, but once she’s had that, she’ll have calmed down and maybe she’ll hear you out. But you need to work for this son, this won’t come easily. Remember what i’ve always told you?”

“Nothing good or worth fighting for, comes easy”

She leans in, opening her arms for her broken son, soothing him with ‘sh, it’s going to be okay’s’ and ‘i got you’s’

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“Could you ever see yourself forgiving him?”

You go to respond but you’re mind keeps on replaying all the things he said before you left, that he didn’t mean it and she meant nothing.

“I don’t know. I love him so much Al. He’s my husband. Of course i want to fight for this but i don’t know if i’m strong enough”

“If there’s one thing i’ve realised over the years, when it comes to you and Chris. There’s nothing the two of you can’t do. No obstacle that you can’t face together. He made a mistake which granted was wrong and horrible and there’s no doubt in my mind that he genuinely got caught up with drinking. But he loves you, i know he does. You just need to ask yourself if you could even try to move on”

Her words have you all in your head, wondering if you can. Could you?

He slept with her, he kissed her, saw her naked. Is that forgivable? He cheated, touched another woman, kissed another woman, undressed another woman.

You’re going to need a couple of days to think, clear your head.

Lisa makes her way over to your sisters place, not caring how fast she’s driving. You need her now more than ever. She might only be your mother in law but since you lost your own mom. She’s made sure to check on you more, spend more time with you.

You’re her third daughter and she adores you.

“Oh sweetie, come here” Alex’s husband, lets her in and she sees your tear stained face.

You grip onto her so tight, like she’s the only thing keeping you glued together.

“I went to see him”

You motion for her to continue “he’s not good. He’s in a bad way, i know he’s messed up Y/N. And believe me, he knows that too. He told me what he did, everything. He knows it was wrong and how mad i am at him, how upset i am with him. But he loves you, so much. You’re everything to him, he wants to work through it”

“I want to work through it too but i’m scared, scared that he’ll do it again”

“After how i just saw him, i’ve never seen him that distraught, he loves you. It was a drunken mistake and it didn’t mean anything to him”

“Nothing good or worth fighting for ever comes easy”

It’s her little phrase, if you will. She always says it, whenever one of us is upset or going through a hard time. Whenever we can’t find the strength, she comes around, speaking words of wisdom and easing us.

“I think what you need now is space. Think things over, he’s willing to wait until you’re ready to talk”

She spends some time with you, talking it over with you and Alex. Going over the details of what he did is her way of healing you. You need to be able to talk about it out loud before you face him because if you can’t then you’re going to struggle when it comes down to it.

“He said he missed you so much, that’s why he was drinking and got caught up” more tears brim in your eyes “i love him so much Lisa” her sympathetic smile comes out “and he loves you sweetie, more than you know”

Maybe her advice is what’s best for now. You need space.

Eventually, she leaves, giving you a hug before letting you get some rest.

You get changed after a shower and head to the guest room to sleep.

Tomorrow is just another day of thinking and crying.

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It’s been 2 full days now and as you lay in bed, preparing to sleep before the third day starts, you check your phone to find a text from him.

‘I know i should leave you to it right now, give you space but you need to know this.

When i first met you, you came into my life at a time where i had pretty much given up all hope when it came to love, i was certain that i was doomed and bound to end up alone forever. And then i met you and everything fell into place.

I was certain from the first date, that you were the one. Sounds pretty cliche when i come to think of it, but it’s true. I just knew.

You weren’t like other women, you still aren’t. You don’t doll yourself up all of the time, you prefer to keep the natural look, which i also prefer. You don’t try too hard, you’re effortlessly funny and beautiful.

You’re sarcastic but serious.

Everything about you just made me fall deeper, i couldn’t stop myself and as scared as i was, i didn’t want to stop it. I was relishing in the feeling of how i felt around you. How happy and unstoppable i felt. Like i could achieve anything with you around.

You are the only woman i’ve ever loved that quickly. Normally love takes time but with you it didn’t. I had no trouble. It was like loving you came so naturally to me, like it was second nature.

Whilst i was away filming, i missed you so much and it had only been a couple weeks, i didn’t want to bother you too much, which is no excuse for how i acted but even so. I let myself get carried away with another woman who at a time of loneliness, gave me attention. It wasn’t right, it was wrong, so wrong and it’s forever going to remain the biggest mistake of my life.

I never wanted to hurt you, but i did. I’m supposed to be your husband, you’re supposed to be able to trust me and yet i snapped that trust into a million pieces. I let you down, i made you cry, i made you question who i was and why you even married me. I made myself unrecognisable in your eyes and that thought alone, makes me sick to my stomach, it makes me angry. Angry at who i let myself become.

Because i wasn’t raised to treat women that way.

But you know as well as i do that it was nothing but a drunken mistake, a mistake that for as long as you’ll let me, i’ll spend forever trying to make up for.

You mean too much to me for me to let it go. You’re my whole world. You make me the happiest man alive, you make every day worth living to the fullest. You make me a better person.

Y/N, i love you, it was once and it will never happen again. I want to make this work. I’m not asking for you to forgive me right this second and run back to my arms but even if it’s just a talk at first. One step at a time, i’m here and i want to make it work.

I love you with all my heart, honey. I want you back. I want to prove to you that you can trust me. I want to try. Anyway, you should get some sleep, i’ll see you whenever you’re ready. Love you x’

You wipe away the tears that fell whilst reading his message.

He’s never done anything like that before, whenever you’ve had a fight, he’s emotional and apologetic and he tries to make it right but right now. You’re seeing a different side to him.

You want nothing more than to go back home now. Slip into bed with him and have him wrap his arms around you tight, kiss your forehead and whisper sweet nothings into your ear until you fall asleep but you can’t.

Maybe in a couple of days.

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You sip at your coffee, staring into space, your mind going over everything that you want to say to him.

You’ve decided that today is the day. After 3 days apart, you’re going to talk to him.

It’s time.

You snap out of the daze, thanks to Alex clicking her fingers and asking some questions about breakfast to which you decline. You can’t even think about eating right now. It’s the last thing on your mind.

“I think i’m gonna head out”

“Are you sure you wanna do this today? There’s no time limit Y/N”

“No, i want to do this”

She hugs you goodbye, letting you know that you’re welcome to return afterwards, an offer you accept. Even if this chat goes well, you can’t just sleep there tonight, you’ll still need more space.

You get into your car and let out a deep breath that you’ve held in for days, it’s been making you tense. A feeling you still have and can’t shake, it’s weighing you down. The stress.

It doesn’t take long to get back home. You park up and let yourself in the house, you spot the mail on the floor so you bend down to pick it up and as you stand, he’s stood there, in nothing but his boxers. He’s just woken up.

“I didn’t think i’d see you for a long time” he mumbles, looking down at his bare feet “yeah well, we have a lot to talk about” he nods, gesturing for you to lead the way to the lounge.

You both sit down after he makes you a drink. Neither of you really say a word, just sitting there in silence for a couple of minutes.

But eventually he breaks it.

“I’m sorry. I know those words get tossed around a lot like they don’t mean a thing but they do to me and i’m so so sorry Y/N. I didn’t mean what i did and you didn’t deserve what i did. It was a mistake and i want to prove that it was a mistake and that i love you and only you”

“But how do you expect us to move past this Chris, to move forward?” a serious question that he looks dumbfounded by “i don’t expect anything Y/N. But to answer your question, i think that with time, talking and working together, we can do this, we can move forward”

“But how? How can that ever happen? And why should i agree to that?”

“Because i’m your husband, i’ve not acted like that lately but i am. I’m your husband and i love you and i swear to you right now that it’ll never happen again”

He glances over at you, resting his hand on yours and you hold it, letting him in a little.

“I love you too”

Your way of letting him know that his wife hasn’t left him, his wife is still here. You’re still here.

“Do you want me? Do you want to work to fix this, to let me fix this?”

“I do”

You shock yourself with your response. It’s not the route that everyone would take. Most women would leave, never look back and do better. But this is different. You’re married to this man, you’ve spent 10 years building a life with this man, preparing to start a family. You can’t give up so easily. Even if it isn’t the way everyone else would handle it.

After all though, even Alex said it. There is nothing you and Chris can’t get through.

You’ve had many ups and downs, more than a rollercoaster has but you pushed through.

Like the time that you almost broke up after a year, because long distance just wasn’t working. You were both struggling. He was away filming for Marvel and you were living in London, getting your degree.

Eventually though, you decided that you loved each other too much to throw it away.

Or the time that your mom passed and you were turning your back on everyone who cared for you. Snapping at Chris way more than usual. You said some harsh words to him one day and he didn’t speak to you for days. He was mad. Hurt.

And of course there have been more occasions where you’ve argued or had limits tested, buttons pushed. But it was always saved. This isn’t a lost cause now either, it can be fixed.

“I hope you can forgive me”

“I can’t promise anything Chris. But i can try to work it out”

He rests his forehead to yours, the pair of you sigh before he presses a kiss to your lips.

A kiss that makes your body shiver, the fireworks are still there. His love, it’s still there. It might actually all be okay. Soon.

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* A year later*

You take a seat on the comfortable chair, for the last time. A mixture of feelings fill your body. Nerves, happiness, hope and optimism.

“I understand that today is our last session, how do you feel these sessions have gone. Chris?”

“I think that they’ve gone well. They’ve certainly helped us. I feel that i’m slowly gaining trust back”

“How about you Y/N?”

“I couldn’t agree more. It’s definitely been a hard journey but a positive one nonetheless. It’s helped with getting a more in depth look as to why he cheated. I certainly feel more at ease with him now”

If someone would have suggested marriage counselling to you just weeks after Chris cheated, you’d have laughed at them and said no way. But you don’t know why you’d have done that when it’s seemed to work wonders for the two of you.

After that talk a year ago. You went back to your sisters, took more time for yourself and eventually he asked you out, on a date. He wanted to start over, spend time with you and get to know you as if it was the first time all over again.

But once you worked your way into you moving back in, Lisa suggested marriage therapy. And now you’re on your last visit. You definitely trust him more now than what you did before. Because you’ve had time to spend more hours together, more time off work to bond all over again.

“Where are you at now, in your mindset?”

“I’m at the stage of trusting him again, slowly but surely it’s happening. I forgive him. I forgive his mistakes and i forgive myself too, for taking him back. Because i think for so long i beat myself up about it but i realise that i’m human, he’s my husband and to let him go would never have been easy. But i’m glad i didn’t, i’m glad i stuck with him and i feel like we’ve come out the other side stronger”

“I couldn’t agree more” Chris says as she turns to him, raising her brow as if to ask him the same question.

“I forgive myself too, for doing what i did and i let it go, i’ve stopped letting it weigh me down. We’re doing okay, it’s nowhere near where we want to be or how we used to be but we’re getting there, one day at a time”

The session eventually ends, leaving you feeling very weird. Like it’s the end of a chapter.

The first proper start to the rest of your lives, after everything.

And you’re feeling very positive about the future. As is he. You see a future, there are rainbows at the end of dark times and it’s possible. Anything is possible when you work together as a team.

“I love you” he says as you both get into his car, before he turns the key in the ignition.

“I love you too Chris”

“We’re going to be okay aren’t we?”

“We are”

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writinginthesecrettrees · 3 years

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Disaster Part 1 / 2

Currently thinking of Keegan Allen and he wrapped filming for Liam a few days ago but stuck around Austin to hang with the cast that had quickly become a second family. Thanks in no small part to a tall Texan with an easy smile and warm hug for everyone on set. And Keegan would be lying if he said he didn’t lean into those hugs, soak in the feel of Jared’s body pressed against his, breath in the sweet smell of his musk. Daydream about meeting him sixteen years earlier, when they maybe could have been something.

So when his phone chirps a notification that Jared just tweeted something, it’s automatic to pull it out and look. And he almost drops the phone when he sees the tweet.

It doesn’t sound like Jared at all. Flat, empty, and for a man who has always worn his heart on his sleeve a bit alarming. In the short time Keegan’s known Jared, he’s found him to be a man of deep emotions. Quick to laughter, quick to anger, quick to forgive - but he’s never seen him empty. And if it’s a problem with Jensen...

To hear Jared tell it, Jensen hung the sun and the moon and makes the stars shine just for him. Even though hearing Jared speak about Jensen twists the jealousy tighter in Keegan’s gut, he’s been happy that Jared has someone like that. Someone who can give him the larger-than-life love he deserves.

His phone chirps again.

Normally Jared would be at home at this time, but Keegan knows he was filming late and he likes to unwind in his trailer before heading home to his family. “I need to shake off Walker and just be Jared,” he’d said once when they were hanging out, watching some dumb show and talking about nothing, Jared smiling at his phone whenever it buzzed with a message.

Keegan runs to the trailer now and normally he would knock but that last tweet has him opening the door as soon as he gets there, certain that Jared shouldn’t be alone.

And Jared is alone, sitting on his couch in the dark, illuminated by the glow from his phone. He looks up when Keegan bursts in, eyes shining crystalline with tears, and Keegan doesn’t say a word. Sits next to Jared and pulls the man into his arms, braces himself just in time as Jared buries his face in Keegan’s chest. Jared’s shoulders shake as his tears spill out but he doesn’t make a sound. All Keegan can do is hold him tighter, secure, and murmur soothing sounds into his hair until Jared’s phone buzzes and he pulls away.

Frowns briefly at the texts and Keegan shamelessly reads over his shoulder as Jared stabs out a reply, sends it and turns his phone off.

“Jared...” Keegan trails off, not sure what to say.

Jared looks up at him, 6′4″ of lost child. “I found out from Twitter. Fifteen years together, and I found out from Twitter.” His face crumples again. “It’s like... It’s like everything we did together meant nothing–”

Keegan wraps Jared in a tight hug again and this time Jared clings to him, noisy sobs into his shoulder until he’s out of tears. He starts to pull away and Keegan keeps his arms tight, keeps his face buried in soft hair, and after a moment Jared’s arms slide back around Keegan’s waist and he leans on him, accepts the comfort and affection Keegan’s offering.

Finally, Jared sighs. “I’m okay,” he whispers. “I’m okay now. Think I’m gonna sleep here tonight.” He doesn’t pull away. “You can go... It’s late, you’re tired, I’m just gonna go to sleep...”

“I don’t think you should be alone,” Keegan says and his voice comes out husky and raw. “I think I should sleep with you.”

Jared sits straight, pulls back enough to look at Keegan in the dark trailer, eyes wide. “Keegan... I can’t... I just broke up-”

“Just sleep!” Keegan blurts out. “I just don’t think you should be alone.”

Jared doesn’t say anything, but his eyes lose the wide panicked look.

“Please? Let me just hold you. So you’re not alone, I promise, that’s all.”

And Jared whispers, “I think I’d like that,” before standing, taking Keegan’s hand, and pulling him to the bed. They settle there, Keegan’s chest pressed against Jared’s back and an arm draped over his surprisingly slender waist and maybe it should be awkward playing big spoon to such a tall man but Jared’s always had a way of folding himself into something smaller.

They’re drifting to sleep when Jared sighs and murmurs, “Thanks for staying.”

As long as you’ll have me is what Keegan wants to say, but that’s too much, especially now when Jared’s hurting, so all he says is “Any time,” and sleep takes them both.

part 2

#keegan allen/jared padalecki #j2 breakup fic #walker rpf #spn rpf #channeling my distress into my writing #like a good fanfic writer

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shittycalamitasdaily · 3 years

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day 24 of drawing calamitas until the draedon update - calamitaker

boy oh boy what to say about this one. i thought more cosplay, specifically helltaker, would be appropriate for the first day of the spooky month. what's spookier than demons? skeletons? idk. either way, this one took... hm. let's say... marginally longer than average to do haha. the idea came from reddit when someone suggested I do calamitas as judgement on the dante post, plus i had already wanted to do virili as beel cause “fly of beelzebub” and all, so the pieces just sort of fell into place. and wow virili isn’t embarassed for once! well, she is, but she’s far too preoccupied with happiness by somehow convincing calamitas to cosplay with her to care. oh i almost forgot to mention, im considering making a discord server? mostly for the people on reddit and twitter since they don’t have access to the inbox like my favorite children do here on tumblr. and maybe some other future projects ideas idk. plus the update’s trailer dropped so maybe update soon??? and having people to play with who are as passionate about the game as me would be nice. idk just some ideas, send me feedback however, and if i feel like the response is big enough ill probably post a link later today or tomorrow. thanks!

#terraria #calamity #calamity mod #terraria calamity mod #calamitas #supreme calamitas #calamity virili #virili #helltaker #beezlebub #helltaker beezlebub #beel #judgement #helltaker judgement #i hope someone gets the joke with virili's horns

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falcqns · 4 years

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Love You Goodbye

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader

Summary: Prequel to Cherry.

Warnings: angst without a happy ending. swearing, arguing.

A/N: why do I hurt myself like this lmao

It's inevitable everything that's good comes to an end It's impossible to know if after this we can still be friends, yeah

Everything about your current situation sucked.

All you had wanted to do was surprise Henry on set of The Night Hunter for his birthday.

The day had started off great. You had woken up in your hotel, and sent Henry a birthday message. You had even made a post.

But, when you made it to set, everything went downhill, in your day and your relationship.

I know you're saying you don't wanna hurt me Well, maybe you should show a little mercy The way you look I know you didn't come to apologize

You had arrived on set, and was waiting in his trailer to surprise him, when you he butt dialled you, and your heart sank.

He was walking towards his trailer and talking with who you assumed to be Stanley.

“How’s everything with Y/N going?” Stanley had asked.

Henry sighed before speaking. “It’s okay. She’s been super clingy lately, and it’s honestly pissing me off. I’m glad that she’s not here because I can only take so much of her sometimes.”

Wow.

You felt the tears pouring down your face. You had just wanted to surprise him, and he didn’t want you here.

You hung up the phone, and walked out of his trailer. You saw him coming, but he hadn't seen you, so you ducked behind it and waited for him to pass, before running off set, tears still streaming down your face.

Unforgettable together, held the whole world in our hands Unexplainable, a love that only we could understand, yeah

You made it to your car before fully breaking down.

You had thought he loved your clinginess. He never seemed to care when you would fall asleep on top of him, when you’d spend hours at night just sitting with him because he was gaming and you didn't want to be away from him. You thought he loved it when you texted how much you loved him, especially when he’d stay on call late into the night with you because you just missed him so much.

You thought he loved you.

You suddenly felt like your whole relationship with him was a lie. Did he truly love you, or did he just say that because he didn’t want to be single?

These thoughts swirled through your mind as you drove off the lot, and headed to your hotel.

You packed up quickly, and headed towards the house Henry had rented for filming.

He was filming in your home country, so you had decided to make the journey to surprise him, so your parents had brought your old car so you wouldn’t have to rent one.

On when you pulled in the driveway, you decided to just go to your parents house. It was 2 hours away, but you knew you couldn’t stay here.

You just couldn't with Henry anymore.

You ran up the stairs and grabbed your suitcases, wrote Henry a letter, before blocking his number, and all his social media.

You threw everything into the trunk, and made your way to your parents house.

I know there's nothing I can do to change it But is it something that can be negotiated?

Henry was growing concerned. He had tried calling you multiple times, and it wouldn't even ring.

He had tried texting, but his text wasn’t delivered. He tried Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and it was like you had dropped off the face of the earth.

All of his questions were answered when he walked in the house with Kal, and saw a letter laying on the kitchen table.

‘Henry,

First, I wanna apologize. I didn’t realize my clinginess bugged you so much. All I wanted to do was show you how much I loved you, it was never my intention to annoy you.

I was coming to surprise you on set, and you buttdialed me. I heard you tell Stanley that you were happy I wasn’t there, because you could only take so much of me.

I thought you were different. I thought that you really did love me the way I loved you. If I was bugging you that much, why didn��t you just tell me? I would have understood.

I don’t want to see you again. I’ve blocked you on everything, and I’ll have someone come and get my things from London.

I’m done.’

Henry dropped the letter floor, his knees following soon after.

You’d heard him. He didn’t mean it like that at all, he was just having a horrible day, and took his anger out on you. Now he’s lost you.

He did nothing to stop the tears that came.

My heart's already breaking, baby, go on, twist the knife

You had made it home, and was laying in bed, tears pouring down your face.

Your parents had tried to comfort you, but nothing had worked, and you knew nothing would.

You had left Henry, and you didn't even get to say goodbye. You thought about unblocking him and calling him, but you couldn’t.

You weren’t going to let him break your heart anymore.

One more taste of your lips just to bring me back To the places we've been and the nights we've had Because if this is it then at least we could end it rightOh, why you wearing that to walk out of my life?

#henry cavill #henry cavill smut #henry!holmes #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill fluff #henry cavill angst

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uomo-accattivante · 4 years

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The Dune trailer (1:37) releasing online on Wed., September 9!

Sources have confirmed to Inside The Film Room that the first official “Dune” trailer will be released online on Wednesday, September 9. The will come in the wake of a special, theater-exclusive teaser that is attached to screenings of “Tenet.”

A Canadian cinema employee shared the following details to ITFR. The teaser will run for one minute and 37 seconds and will give audiences around the world a glimpse of Frank Herbert’s classic sci-fi world through the eyes of Academy Award-nominee Denis Villeneuve (“Arrival,” “Blade Runner 2049”).

But wait… There’s more! Not only did our source confirm the teaser’s existence and Warner Bros.’ plan for marketing the full official trailer’s release, but they have actually seen the footage – and so have I. It’s nothing short of spectacular and a true tease.

*Teaser Spoilers Below, Scroll Down For Non-Spoiler Section*

It opens with gorgeous, custom WB and Legendary logos that fit the gold and black aesthetic the marketing material has shown so far. Then, it hops right into an iconic scene fans of the novel will immediately recognize: the Gom Jabbar test. This scene takes place early in the novel and is the focal point of this teaser.

Before traveling to Arrakis, Paul Atreides (Timothée Chalamet) is introduced to the Bene Gesserit Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam (Charlotte Rampling). She asks Paul to place his hand inside a box that causes Paul to feel excruciating pain without physically harming him. The catch? He’ll die if he removes his hand. The Gom Jabbar is a lethal poisonous needle that Mohiam wears on her finger and presses against Paul’s neck during this test of his humanity, awarenesses and animal instincts. You’ll discover the reason for this test during his journey.

This is nothing short of stunning from a visual perspective. The set that Chalamet and Rampling sit in is enormous and circular, with beautifully ornate carvings in the walls and floor. Sunlight beams through a skylight, and the two characters are centered in the room. The Reverend Mother is wearing a complex gown. It’s almost terrifying how the black, netted material drapes over her entire body, from head to toe. She speaks with a taunting, almost mechanical voice, explaining the test to Paul – the poor boy is clearly in over his head.

As the test plays out and his fear and pain increases, the footage is intercut with a sweeping shot of Arrakis’ deep desert, with dunes as far as the eye can see. It’s exactly how you would imagine it. They’re bright yellow, and you can feel the sun through the screen. We also get quick, big shots of almost every cast member, making their faces obvious to viewers.

We see the door open on an aircraft and the Atreides men stand in their armor as the Arrakis sun shines onto them. Oscar Isaac looks absolutely regal and badass as Duke Leto Atreides. Rebecca Ferguson is hooded and smiling as Lady Jessica, and Duncan Idaho (Jason Momoa) makes a quick appearance wearing a stillsuit. We also see Javier Bardem’s Stilgar remove his face mask to speak to someone and Zendaya’s Chani climbing over rocks with a group of Fremen.

Some quick shots also include an ornithopter touching down in the desert and Paul stepping off. We also see Chang Chen as Dr. Wellington Yueh, Sharon Duncan-Brewster as Liet-Kynes and our first look as “Beast” Glossu Rabban Harkonnen, played by Dave Bautista. He looks almost painted white or covered in dust. There is also the quickest glimpse of a large character’s head emerging from a huge tub full of a liquid that had a similar color to Rabban’s skin. This character seemed to be Baron Vladimir Harkonnen (Stellan Skarsgård), and it was a perfectly grotesque moment.

Throughout the teaser, the intensity of Paul’s test build and builds with each new cast member that is introduced, finally culminating with an epic closeup of Paul in the desert in a stillsuit, walking among Fremen. The score really comes in as the title reveals itself, and I am almost certain this is a piece from Hans Zimmer himself. It sounded like a cross between “Blade Runner” and “The Lion King,” with a good amount of drums mixed in with some ethereal, synth vibes. It perfectly fits “Dune.”

The teaser finishes with the title reveal, followed by a stacked list of every cast member that fills the screen from top to bottom, and a stamp that says “FILMED IN IMAX.” This film wasn’t captured with IMAX cameras, so this could mean they’re going the “Top Gun” Maverick” route of having their digital cameras certified by IMAX themselves. I’d expect expanded aspect ratios for at least part of the film, if not the entire film, when you eventually see it in IMAX. The images themselves look unbelievably crisp and almost surreal in a way that’s hard to put my finger on. I don’t know what exactly Villeneuve and cinematographer Greig Fraser did here (anamorphic lenses might’ve done the trick), but if these simple character shots look this good, I can’t wait to see the big and complex stuff.

*No Teaser Spoilers Beyond This Point*

It must be noted the teaser closes with the phrase “ONLY IN THEATERS,” but this is nothing new. Despite their upcoming films having official release dates picked out, all of WB’s recent trailers have forgone these dates in favor of highlighting the theatrical experience and keeping their trailers evergreen in the event of a delay — they won’t have to release a new trailer just because the date is wrong. I actually recognized this pattern last week with “Judas and the Black Messiah” and “Tenet” and predicted that the new trailers for “Wonder Woman 1984” and “Dune” would also go this route. The absence of a date is not any indication that “Dune” will be delayed; this is simply the new normal in a pandemic.

So, we know it exists, but when and where will this theater-exclusive teaser be available? That is a little less clear. In social media messages posted yesterday, both the Facebook and Twitter accounts for Canadian theater chain Cinemark stated “the teaser trailer for ‘Dune’ will be debuted in select Tenet screenings starting August 31.” Additionally, the Twitter account stated “Warner Bros. has pushed back the date for the ‘Dune’ trailer.”

But despite being rated and ready for theaters when Canada and countries around the world show “Tenet” today, WB has asked for Cinemark to withhold the teaser until next week. The explanation for this is likely two-fold.

Firstly, the trailer for “The Batman” made an earth-shattering splash when it arrived on Saturday and is still dominating social media conversation. I suspect WB didn’t want one of their babies stealing limelight from the other. Despite this teaser being exclusive to theaters, news of it (and bootleg footage, no doubt) would have been all over social media the remainder of the week. Secondly, the first screenings of “Tenet” in the United States begin on Monday. It is entirely possible that WB wanted to wait until domestic public screenings began before allowing the teaser to show overseas, as well.

The final impression that I will leave you with is that this teaser did not disappoint me in the slightest. Although the 1:37 runtime whisked by in a flash, I could not have been more impressed with the look of this film and the way Villeneuve and company are capturing the world of Dune. This will blow every previous adaptation out of the water.

With all the cast members getting shown off, the music, the designs and tease of the official trailer coming soon, this is truly Warner Bros. and Legendary flexing their muscles. They know they have something special on their hands, and they want the trailer debut for this event film to be an event all on its own. With the marketing to this point having been basically nonexistent, I have to admit some concern was growing in me. That’s all gone now. I have no doubt in my mind that the official trailer that drops online on September 9 is going to melt faces and blow minds.

The wait is almost over, everyone. The sleeper has awakened.

“Dune” is set to hit theaters December 18, 2020.

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#oscar isaac #dune #dune 2020 #denis villeneuve #timothée chalamet #rebecca ferguson #jason momoa #josh brolin #zendaya #javier bardem #stellan skarsgard #charlotte rampling #sharon duncan brewster #chang chen #trailer

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badfauxmance · 3 years

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Additional Asks from You Guys

Anon 1: Apparently there is pictures of Seb and CB on set, have you heard of saw those pictures cause I can’t find any of those. But if it’s true it confirms the whole pap walk thing that we were all talking about after the hiking picture.

Anon 2: Someone posted on another blog that Seb took the barnacle to set today. Wonder if that’s true or not? I also wonder if this will get a pap shot?

Anon 3: Okay it’s not a picture it’s someone who works on the set that said it, CB was asked to stay in the trailer and not have any contact with people on set and she apparently did it

Anon 4: There is a rumor that Sebastian brought Ale on the set of Pam and Tommy... do you believe that?

These 4 can be addressed in one combined response. There’s two possibilities here regarding this story. It’s either:

This is made up stuff for this person to get attention

This is another setup for the pap walk we’re suspecting will happen as soon as her official quarantine period is over.

We think that she got to L.A. on the 15th, so after this weekend, she’s allowed to be seen walking around in public. So IF bits of this story are true (we’re pretty sure at this point a LOT of things about this story is made up), it’s possible that means the pap walk will be in the form of Alejandra being seen with her “boyfriend” as he does pre-production stuff. Otherwise if this story isn’t true, then the pap walk will be in the form of something else. We just have to sit and wait for the next dumpster fire to start any day now.

Anon 5: I find it interesting it was sent to the Soho blog out of other Sebastian blogs. This is also the same blog who says they know where he is. They are like the new Deux of Tumblr. She knows they have a large following. Out of all the gossip blogs why them? I think soho knows things.

It is rather interesting considering she follows that blog, has LIKED some of the posts related to Sebastian/Alejandra. Also they seem to be kind of on the fence between whether they think it’s real or PR. Pretty convenient place to submit a post and then draw readers to your blog to post more content indicating stuff that seem to fit the “they are real” narrative. Yet she says she has no idea if they are PR or fake. I’m getting dizzy trying to follow any of this.

Anon 6: This story is very poorly told. Drop rumors on blogs instead of photos on twitter, instagram or pay to have an article in the daily mail or jj and so far a single person who says (work on set), without photos or video of cb on set listening to them in the car; all this after the article that was published yesterday about the zodiac that deisy and the photo of the walk and audio from twitter. Very strange that. Let's see if there is a picture of them in the car.

We need more than just someone claiming things to believe they’re true. That’s one of the guiding principles we established from the very start.

Anon 7: The person who says working on the set says: first that he saw them kissing more sebastian was on the coast, that cb introduced himself, cb was expelled for not having auditioned for the covid, who overheard the two talking, that she drove him by car , that cb stayed 5-10 minutes, that sebastian had done his hair and tattoo and that he had a long hair, that sebastian was doing hair and makeup, said that when he arrived on set at 5 am sebastian was already there.

You forgot how apparently this person “could tell they’re fucking.” Other than that you pretty much summarized their story and the answers to some of the questions they got from people.

Anon 8: So us it true they sent the seb and ale on set rumor to just Tumblr and no other social media platforms?

Nope. This set rumor story has been just on Tumblr as far as I know.

#sebastian stan #alejandra onieva #wannabes just wanna be famous #when will this trainwreck stop?#we are counting down to when this contract is over

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new-sandrafilter · 4 years

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Confirmation of the upcoming theater-exclusive “Dune” teaser accompanying “Tenet” via the theater video system..

The wait is almost over, everyone. The sleeper has awakened.

“Dune” is set to hit theaters December 18, 2020.

insidefilmroom - EXCLUSIVE: ‘Dune’ trailer to release online Sept. 9

#timmy #timothee chalamet #dune 2020 #denis villeneuve

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cantquitu · 5 years

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Is there any way you can quickly recap Eroda? I’m lost...haven’t had time to keep up. Also, if the consensus is that it’s Harry PR driven, what’s the point? Ty for your time.

I'm not the best person to recap it cos I'm not really interested in it beyond it being A Thing Harry's Doing. Like, I'm interested in how it culminates - I can't wait! - and I'm interested in the fact that he's doing a clever online campaign and pissing off gamers. But the individual quirky clues etc don't interest me. I just want to see the short film/video/whatever it is. So this is a basic overview-

So a dude on Twitter (possibly/probably a plant) saw online tourism ads for the island of Eroda. And when he looked into it he found the island didn't exist. He wrote a Twitter thread about it that went viral. Gamers were convinced it was promo for some alternative reality game so they got really into it.

The ad itself is cheap and the voiceover is badly written and vague, and it was pretty obvious that this was a fictional location. The website for Eroda says copyright 2004 but was only registered last month. It is also cheap and badly written (purposefully, quirkily badly written. Like it's clear the copy was there to drop clues). The location photos are a composite of places in Denmark and Norway ...but mostly from a village in Scotland where Harry was seen filming.

Harry fans scoured the website for clues such as mentions of streets called "Golden" and "Cherry". There was a line about the local youths having really quirky hairstyles which we'd seen on Harry's shoot. And lots of mentions of fish and fishing.

Then Visit Eroda social media sites popped up and it was clear that plants had been tweeting about it over the previous few days - weird and odd references to being stuck on the island and not being able to leave. Locals from the real village Harry filmed in were involved. There were references to Dec 12 & 13.

Of course Harries started tweeting too, so then there were hundreds of tweets and it was hard to know which had been planted. Were the Visit Eroda people playing with Harries who thought it was Harry by planting clues, or was it all a Harry campaign to begin with? This question made a lot of precious gamers very upset which is quite amusing.

Quickly people started seeing Visit Eroda ads online on their social media. This campaign clearly had money behind it. Brochures were spotted in NY. Merch went online. But then someone checked Facebook's ad tracking info (On FB you can click "why am i seeing this ad? and it tells you why you were targeted). It said it was because they'd visited Harry's website. The advertiser would have needed access to the code of hstyles.co.uk to link the ads, so the game was up. It was Harry.

And then yesterday evening (while i was in the pub) a new fake Twitter "leaked" a a DM that a "friend" sent them of a bad video from a cinema in a remote Scottish village (...which I'm pretty sure doesn't have a cinema, and anyway it looked like a screening room...) The video was supposedly of a cinema ad/trailer played before a movie. It's a clip of Harry on the island that appears to be from a short film.

So, here we are. Harry has made some sort of short film or extended music video about a boy on this weird island of Eroda, and no doubt it'll be released soon. The viral campaign is to build intrigue and I guess just do something creative, arty and unexpected to promote the album. It's pretty fuckin' cool.

#eroda

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By Chance Chapters 1-4

A misunderstanding gone viral puts you on BTS's radar, which leads to a series of events that finally culminate with you meeting them for the first time.

✚ Pairing: Sub!BTS/Female Reader ✚ Word Count: 3.3K ✚ Rating: M ✚ Warnings: None for now. ✚ A/N: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of my imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Read on AO3

Chapter 1: Before

Beep. Beep. Beep.

No.

Beep beep beep. Beep beep beep.

Absolutely not.

Beep beep beep beep beep!

Jesus Christ, fine.

You groan and grab your phone from your bedside table, turning off the alarm. It's not possible or even logical, but you really feel the big 5:00 A.M. on your lock screen is making fun of you.

You really want to die.

As you take a deep breath and pull the covers off of you, you get angry at your own stupidity last night. You had no business staying up until 1 a.m. watching Netflix knowing very well you had to be on the makeup chair at 6, but you went and watched a show anyway.

Actually, no, scratch that. This is Netflix's fault. It's their fault for making it so that you want to binge their goddamn shows. You're merely a victim of a very successful streaming platform.

You should sue them.

Well, once you're done filming your movie for them, that is. Once you're done with the movie and the promotion for it you'll sue them for robbing you of your precious sleep, because that's unforgivable, despicable, heinous, wretched—

Before you can continue with your methodical planning of the lawsuit you're going to throw into Netflix's face for making you stay up late at night and then get up early to film their movie, your phone ringing pulls you out of your angry thoughts.

It's your stylist calling.

Right, you asked her to call you because you were not sure you weren't gonna sleep through the five alarms you set for this morning— but against all odds, you actually woke up with the first one.

"Good morning. I promise I'm up." You reassure her before she can say anything. "I'm gonna shower soon."

"That's fine." She laughs. "I'm just calling cause you told me to last night."

"I knoow." You drawl out. "I was worried I'd ignore the alarms. But I'm up. No worries."

"Alright then. See ya in a bit, dude."

"Byeeeeeee!" You say, throwing your phone into your bed after hanging up.

Your bed, the love of your life. So soft, so inviting, so beautiful and ready to keep you comfortable for as long as you need it to. Except you need to be sitting on the makeup chair at 6, so no more bed for today. You take a deep breath and walk to the bathroom, as ready as you can be to star the day after only getting 4 hours of sleep.

"Good morning Timmy." You greet your costar with a kiss on the cheek.

"Good morning to you too." He says, biting back a smile. "You didn't sleep well, did you?"

"I have a right to remain silent." You reply, taking a sip of your coffee before walking past him. He catches up to you quickly. "Did you sleep well?"

"I got up at 5 a.m. so, of course not." He says, rolling his eyes at you. "I got like 5 hours of sleep only."

"Ha!" You say, stopping as you grip the handle of the makeup trailer's door. "I slept 4. I win."

Once you're both on your makeup chairs, you laugh as quietly as you can when you notice Timotheé dozing off while his hair is brushed, and you grab your phone to distract yourself. You can't really sleep when you're sitting up even if the fact that your stylist is working on your hair is really relaxing you, so you might as well try to get a bit more awake than you are now.

While you're telling her about the interesting article you just read, your phone vibrates in your hand, interrupting you. You quickly open the text when you see is from one of your friends, thinking that if she messaged you at 6 a.m. then it must be something important.

Or... maybe not. What you got instead of an important text is what you're pretty sure is a screencap of a Buzzfeed headline.

DID [Y/N] REALLY MEET BTS WITHOUT ANYONE OF US KNOWING?

You absolutely did not. You'd definitely remember meeting the most famous boy band in the world.

You quickly type a response.

Lmao no I didn't What's that about?

It only takes her a moment to reply.

It's just clickbait but it's like a thing right now People went nuts thinking you'd met BTS Because someone uploaded a video to youtube called [Y/N] BTS But it was just a behind the scenes video But then this tweet went viral

She then sends you another screencap, this time of a tweet with over 100k likes that's quoting another tweet with a video you recognize as the behind the scenes video you filmed for your last movie.

When you think [Y/N] met BTS but the BTS actually stands for Behind The Scenes 🤡

You actually laugh at that.

😂😂😂 my god Thanks for keeping me up to date with news about myself

She quickly responds.

No prob, Bob. Also you were trending on Twitter on #1 and #2 because of it Now you're like below the 7th but i got proof

She then sends you another picture, this time of the trending topics list. There it is at number 1, "[Y/N] BTS" and at number 2 is just your name. Below that one it's BTS alone.

As far as you know, BTS and kpop fans have the power to make anything trend on Twitter, so you're not that surprised to see they got you trending because they thought you'd met them. You're a bit surprised about the fact that it was over a complete misunderstanding, but stranger things have gone viral in the past and they will continue to do so in the future.

You wish your friend good luck at work today before you start telling your stylist about what just happened, and she just rolls her eyes and complains about people making news out of literally nothing nowadays. You agree completely— this isn't even the first time you are trending on twitter because of something silly— so you just drop the subject and go back to talking to her about the article you read. However, the thought of meeting BTS stays at the back of your mind for some reason.

You've only heard a couple of their most popular songs, which were admittedly very good and enjoyable, but you'd be lying if you didn't admit you'd love to meet them soon. They're huge right now, and even though you wouldn't call yourself a fan considering you don't even know all their names, you still recognize how incredible their journey has been and how talented they are.

Well, that and the tiny detail that every single one of them is absolutely stunning.

Chapter 2: Jungkook

"Who's [Y/N]?" Jungkook asks suddenly with a little frown as he sits on the floor after dance practice, scrolling through his phone. He's sure he has heard your name before, but he doesn't really know anything about you.

"Uhh... isn't she an American actress?" Namjoon replies, downing half of his water bottle. "I think I saw one of her movies. A period drama. She's pretty good." He pauses. "Why?"

"[Y/N] BTS is trending on Twitter." He replies, reading through some of the most popular tweets about it. "Apparently there was a misunderstanding with a video." He shrugs, opening the video in question.

It's you wearing one of those 19th century dresses, but the effect is lost because the fact that you're wearing a modern coat and sunglasses. If he understood you correctly over the awful sound quality, you were on the first day of shooting.

"What are you watching?" Hoseok asks, standing behind him.

"The video people thought was of her with us. It's a behind the scenes video of her movie." He replies absent-mindedly, focused on his phone. "I think it's from the one you watched, Hyung." He tells Namjoon, looking up at him.

You seem to be at a dance practice now, with who he assumes was your costar. It looks like some kind of waltz, and you both seem to be already good at it— there's no way this is the first time you're rehearsing it. Suddenly, the man flips you around gracefully and presses his front to your back in what Jungkook assumes was meant to be an intimate moment, but only a second later you start twerking and then everyone is laughing.

Him, too.

"Come on, we have to go." Hoseok says, tapping his shoulder.

"I'm coming." Jungkook replies, still watching the video even as he stands up. "She's funny." He says to the rest, occasionally looking up to make sure he doesn't run into a wall.

"What did you say happened with her?" Jimin asks, massaging his shoulder with a grimace.

"Apparently someone uploaded a behind the scenes video of one of her movies but since it said BTS people thought it was about her meeting us."

If Jimin— or anyone else for that matter— cared about his response, Jungkook didn't realize. He clicks on the next suggested video and keeps watching, not paying attention to anyone else. It's during his viewing of that video that Jungkook decides he'll watch the movie Namjoon mentioned as soon as he gets free time to do so, and then he'll see what other movies you've done to see if anything interests him.

The fact that you're beautiful and when you smile his tummy feels tingly has absolutely nothing to do with that decision.

Chapter 3: Jimin

The thought of the video Jungkook mentioned at dance practice comes back to Jimin all of a sudden late at night, when his mind is restless and the painkillers haven't eased the ache of his shoulder just yet. He can't sleep, so he might as well distract himself a little until they kick in.

He doesn't remember your name correctly; he misspells it several times until he just searches "Actress behind the scenes video mistaken bts band" and several recent articles appear.

[Y/N], that's right. That was your name. The names he'd been trying weren't even remotely similar.

He opens one article just for the sake of it— it's a very clickbait-y one, but he figures it's likely all of them will be— and starts reading an unnecessary long version of what happened. The gist of the article is what Jungkook already said: people confused a behind the scenes video of your movie with a video that involved them, and it went viral.

There are other suggested articles about you at the end of the one he just read, and one specifically catches his attention.

"[Y/N] gets bold on new Vogue Magazine interview: 'Gender roles are such bulls**t.'"

He quickly opens the original article instead of the mess he's sure is the one on the clickbait site, and he can't hold back a gasp at the picture of you that appears in front of him.

He figures he shouldn't be surprised considering what year it is and how normal it is to see women in suits nowadays, but he can't help but get his breath taken away when he sees a woman wearing one. He doesn't know what it is, and it's not really every suit on every woman that does it either— but the one you're wearing on that photo definitely fits the bill.

Your hair is purposefully messy— the kind of messy that can only be achieved by having a hair stylist work on you for a considerable amount of time, he knows that very well— and your face is covered in natural-looking makeup.

Except for your eyes. They did a beautiful job with them.

You are most certainly not wearing a bra and he knows that the fact that it's just noticeable enough is also very intentional, and there's something about the pose you're doing that is making his palms sweat.

Chin tilted up.

Eyes half lidded, looking down.

Mouth slightly open.

White dress shirt, with just two buttons undone.

He almost wishes you'd gone for another one as well, so your cleavage would be visible.

Almost.

The picture is perfect as it is. Can't be improved by anything.

The quote on the clickbait site isn't even the most interesting part of the article; you talk about leaving social media because the pressure of making sure people liked you affected your mental health, about going to therapy since you were a teenager, and about how annoyed you were a couple years ago when the movement #AskHerMore was in full swing and you still felt reduced to only the way you looked at the Oscars, where a movie you were in was nominated. If Jimin understands correctly, a video of you looking very annoyed at the questions went viral.

"It was very frustrating," The quote begins. "because on one hand you had what was supposed to help the interviewers realize that you want to talk more about the movie you worked so hard on, but so many of them simply didn't care. I guess what really got to me was that there were people saying that women get asked about their looks because their dresses are so beautiful and of course people notice them, but I was wearing the most generic black suit you've ever seen. And still they kept calling me bold and chic and other things just cause I had fu**ing pants on."

He opens a new tab and quickly types "[Y/N] Oscars suit outfit" before he even realizes what he's doing.

And there it is: the same feeling he got a few minutes ago when he saw the first picture of you.

Breathless, palms sweaty.

He scrolls through the image results, opening and looking at related pictures of you in suits from other events. It seems that it's a preferred outfit for you along with jumpsuits, and there's an occasional dress now and then.

He sighs and goes back to the article to finish it and look at the rest of the pictures from the Vogue session.

"It doesn't just happen to me." You say in another quote. "There are other women who wear suits and it gets treated like some kind of big deal when they're just clothes. And men have it way, way worse. At least we can wear a suit normally but if men want to wear dresses or skirts or even clothes that deviate from what so many people consider masculine, they'll have people criticizing them and disrespecting them in horrible ways. They're just pieces of fu**ing fabric! Gender roles are such bulls**t."

Jimin smiles at that, and at the fact that the writer of the piece comments that you get very passionate when talking about such things. He likes it.

A big yawn interrupts his train of thought, and he realizes his shoulder hasn't been bothering him for a little while now. He leaves his phone on his nightstand and gets comfortable under the covers, thinking it would be nice if they had actually met you, instead of it only being just a misunderstanding.

Maybe one day.

Chapter 4: Jin

Because Jin is sitting next to Jungkook inside the van, he can't really help but be distracted by the videos the younger has been watching nonstop on his phone. As it has been for the past couple of weeks, he's watching another one of your interviews.

It's astoundingly obvious to everyone that Jungkook has developed a crush on you.

"You're still watching videos of her?" Jin asks, but the taunting tone in his voice goes completely over Jungkook's head. He's too focused on the video.

"Yes. Do you want to watch?" Jungkook asks, offering an earphone for him innocently. Jin finds it impossible to resist the cuteness so he accepts it, taking it from his hand and putting it on as he wraps his arm around Jungkook's shoulders.

It's an interview, and you're sitting next to an actor he doesn't recognize.

"Who's that?" He asks Jungkook, pointing at the guy.

"I don't know." Jungkook shrugs, truly not caring even a tiny a bit about who the man is.

"Okay." Jin replies, shaking his head at Jungkook with a smile. There's really good chemistry between you and the man— you laugh together a lot, and he feels a spark of recognition at the back of his mind when he sees your smile, but he can't tell where it comes from.

"Have you seen their movie?" Jin asks, returning the earphone to its owner. Jungkook nods as he puts it back on.

"It's very good. I liked it."

So he has seen the movie, but he still doesn't know who the actor is at all? There might be a possibility that the crush is a bit more intense than Jin previously believed.

"What else has she worked on?" He pries, wondering if he's confusing you with someone else or if maybe he did see something you were on, even if it was in passing. There's something familiar about you and it's starting to annoy him to not know what exactly.

"Lots of things. Several movies. She was on a show when she began acting. I think her first job was on CSI or one of those American crime shows with a thousand seasons." Jungkook focuses on his video again and Jin pulls out his own phone, quickly searching for your name.

He opens your Wikipedia page and goes straight to Filmography, where he can see right there on the Television section that your first credit is actually CSI.

CSI: Crime Scene Investigation.

2013.

Oh, no.

The name of your character. Jin knows it. God, he'd recognize it anywhere. The name of the episode right next to it only serves to confirm what he's fearing.

He immediately types "[Y/N] CSI" and swallows a gasp when he sees the pictures that pop up in front of his eyes, careful to not alert Jungkook or the others.

Oh god, no.

Jin knows who you are very well. He hasn't really watched the episode you appeared on in a while, but he used to do it so often that he memorized exactly what happens every single second you're on screen.

Your hair was a different color and you were younger— that's why he didn't immediately recognize you. Back when you were on that episode it was futile to try and search for more of your work; CSI was your first role and he couldn't find any information about you at the time. He didn't really search for you again after that; he was very aware that shows like that have hundreds of guest actors that sometimes end up reduced to extras for the rest of their careers.

Well, this was clearly not the case for you.

The memories of the scenes he knows so well flash quickly on his mind, and he swallows with slight difficulty as he feels his ears getting hot.

Your hand is wrapped around the guy who plays your boyfriend's throat— and without showing too much it's clear you're on top of him while you have sex. His hands are tied with a scarf to the bed, and he's blindfolded.

"You like that, baby?" You whisper into the man's ear with a smile, biting his earlobe.

Jin shakes his head, trying to get rid of the very intrusive thought of you lovingly choking a guy during sex. He's in a van with the rest of the guys, the last thing he wants is for them to notice something is wrong.

He closes all the tabs and puts his phone away, moving his head to look out the window instead, hoping the sight of the buildings and streets will distract him. He's glad the whole BTS thing was a misunderstanding and you didn't actually meet them, because he has no idea how he'd react if he had you in front of him in real life.

How do you possibly greet the person you used to masturbate to on a daily basis?

If you’ve made it here: thank you so much for reading!

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