#⌜ text message ⌟ ✦ * · ˚ hailey b.

[kjennerx]

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kenny: your pictures of monte carlo were everything. did you and justine have the best time? only feeling a little fomo about it, no biggie. kenny: i also saw that you made an appearance on deux moi as well. fun. kenny: you okay? | @hailsfm

#⌜ text message ⌟ ✦ * · ˚ hailey b.

[maddiwrites]

The Hybrid (I)

Pairing: JJ x Reader

Summary: The Pogues rekindle their friendship with their old childhood best friend and JJ’s first crush, Y/N. Old feelings resurface for JJ and Y/N, possibly leading to a summer neither one of them could ever forget. Due to past trauma, Y/N is reluctant to let anyone into her heart, but JJ never backs down from a challenge, even if he knows it will come back to haunt him in the end.

Note: Thank you for being patient with me as I slowly write this series. I had this idea a long time ago and I’m not finding motivation to write it but the inspiration comes and go. I smile with every comment that is left on my fics and I’m so grateful for this community. Thank you for letting me pursue my creative writing without judgement. Love you guys! (Also, yes. If you didn’t see my last note, I based YN’s family off of the Gilmore Girls characters. That’s who I picture as them.)

Word Count: 8k

 Masterlist   Prologue 

You wake up to someone falling on your bed next to you with a dramatic sigh. Knowing exactly who it is, you choose to ignore her and try getting back to the dreamless sleep you were peacefully having before you woke up.

That is, until she sighs again. 

You flip onto your back and stare up at your ceiling fan that’s quickly spinning above you. “What, Rory?”

“How did it go with Andre and that boy?”

You look at her with one brow raised. “You woke me up to hear about Andre’s love life? That hardly sounds like you. You don’t care about high school drama or hookups.”

“You’re right,” Rory says. “But I thought I would ease you into what I actually need to tell you.”

You turn on right side and look at your sister confused. “What?”

She sighs. “The cafe’s basement flooded last night. Mom needs us there to help her clean up and take inventory on what’s salvageable.”

You turn back on you backside and close your eyes, exhaling a deep sigh. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“Unfortunately not,” Rory says and pats you twice on your covered thigh as she sits up. “Come on. I made you pre-cafe coffee. It’s sitting in the kitchen.”

You throw your sheets off of you and trudge to the bathroom to brush your teeth and clean your face. It’s about 8 a.m. At least you were able to get about six hours of sleep. 

Last night, it was hard to let your brain rest to fall asleep. You kept tossing and turning, thinking about the blonde Pogue who walked you home. You missed how easy it was to talk to someone who you felt truly knew you. Your banter rolled off your tongue easily and you never had to worry about offending him because you knew him like the back of your hand. You knew what he could take and what he couldn't. 

Talking to him brought back childhood memories you had hidden deep in your mind. How JJ would constantly poke you until you ripped into a smile on days that were grey. How you used to steal John B’s bandanas until he was chasing you around his house to get them back. How you would draw a mustache and a unibrow on Pope’s face when he fell asleep by the water. 

Those days felt like they were decades ago. So far away, you didn’t know if you’d be able to reach for them again. If it was even possible to get back. 

You thought about texting him. Thanks for walking me back. We should all get together soon! You had written out. But then you deleted the whole message, telling yourself it was because you didn’t know if he even had the same number. But deep down, you were just afraid of the rejection. 

Its been about three years since the four of you had been together in one place. You don’t know what they’ve been through or if they’ve changed. They for sure as hell don’t know what you’ve been through. You don’t know if they're dynamic has changed. Clearly you and JJ can still joke with each other but what about John B and Pope? You heard about John B’s father disappearing at sea, most people believing he’s dead, but John B holding onto hope that’s he’s alive. You always thought about calling him to reach out and offer your condolences. But for the same reason you didn’t text JJ, you never called. It didn’t feel like your place. They had Kie for that now. A little part of you felt jealous of her, like she had replaced you and any memory of you. She seemed nice, but she wasn’t you.

“Ready?” Rory pops her head in to your room as you slip on a cropped plain white zip up jacket over your cropped black tank. 

“As I’ll ever be,” You say and snag the car keys out of her hands. “Don’t even think about it. I’m driving.”

Rory rolls her eyes. “I want to get there safely.”

“And I want to get there quickly.”

“Fine. But we’re taking my car. It actually has doors.”

For your sixteenth birthday, your grandparents gifted both you and Rory your own individual cars and even let you pick them out. Rory chose a black 2020 Honda Civic for it’s safety features and reputation for longevity as if she was planning on handing it down to her future kids. And you picked out a white 2020 Jeep Wrangler with a hard top that pops off along with the doors for a very open and thrilling ride. Everyone but you called it a death trap, but you found it to be the perfect summer car. 

You park Rory’s boring Honda Civic in the back of the cafe in a lot used specifically for employees. The cafe is already booming with teens and families, waiting for their morning coffees and fresh pastries. Kids your age are running around behind the counter with sweat dripping down their brow bone to get everyone’s orders out in a timely manner. 

In the back of the store, your mom walks up the steps from the basement with two large trash bags and immediately notices the two of you. “Oh good. You’re here. Rory, help the girls behind the counter. The dishwasher’s broken and poor Hailey is hand washing everything. Y/N, come with me downstairs.”

“Why does Rory get the fun job?” You grumble and follow your mom back downstairs after she tosses the two trash bags. 

“Because she’s actually nice to the customers.”

“Treat others how you would like to be treated. Isn’t that what everyone always says?” You smirk. You never agreed with the phrase ‘the customer is always right.’ It’s complete bullshit and being the employee shouldn’t mean letting yourself getting verbally abused by a ‘Karen’ on the other side of the counter. 

The basement is used for the cafe’s storage, lined with wooden shelves Steve put together that hold to go cups, back up espresso machines, boxes of coffee and food and ingredients, etc. Now all the boxes are dark and sopping, creating puddles on the concrete floor. 

“Oh my god. Mom. How did this happen?”

“Jenky water pipe busted in the middle of the night,” Steve walks down the stairs and passes your mom a knowing look. It didn’t surprise you that he was here. He’s the jack of all trades. Owns his own automotive shop, builds a lot of his own furniture, actually cooks a decent meal, and has the same outlook on customer service as you do. He was probably your mom’s first call. “Talked to the plumber. They can’t get here until at least noon.”

“Noon? We’ll be underwater by noon. I might as well turn all my employees into a swim team,” Your mom says.

Steve shakes his head. “I was able to hold the leak until he gets here. You should be fine.”

Steve was the first person that actually helped your mother out when's she moved to the Cut. Six months pregnant, she pushed her car into his automotive shop after it broke down on the side of the road. Their banter was similar to the one you and JJ have. He helped save your mom money by building yours and Rory’s cribs, changing table, and dressers. And ever since, the two of them had been connected by the hip, although they both refuse to admit it. You think the pair are just trying to deny the love they clearly share for each other. And you think the main reason for that is because of the incident four years ago with your mom’s ex boyfriend. No thanks to you.

 “Look at you constantly building your resume,” You smirk at him. 

Steve scoffs. “It’s more than what you’re doing.”

You roll your eyes. Steve is the closest thing you have to a father. He practically helped raise you with your mom. He’s the one you turn to whenever a fight with your mom goes too far, which isn't too often but it happens. He usually lets you stay at his house for the night to let you cool off. But he’ll never sugar coat his advice when it comes time for him to give it. Even if you don’t ask for it. He knows growing up with Rory has been challenging. She was clearly your mom’s favorite, or at least that’s what you thought. She has a 4.0 GPA with a realistic dream to get into Brown University and study journalism. She played by every rule, never got into trouble, and spent most of her free nights getting ahead of her school work or staying late at the cafe with an open book from the library across the street. She was an absolute angel to everyone else, making you look like her evil twin. 

You glare at him before turning to your mom with crossed arms. “What do you want me to do, Mom?”

“Actually honey. Can you go to Heywards and grab more coffee filters and napkins. The water soaked right through the plastic wrapping on our last box.”

You nod, leaving your mom and Steve to clean up the basement themselves. Before heading out, you sneak behind the counter and make yourself a quick coffee to go.

“Where you going?” Rory asks as she reaches behind you to grab a banana for her customer at the register.

“Heywards to grab a couple things for Mom.”

“Oh. Make sure to grab toilet paper while you’re out. I think we’re almost out of it.”

“Got it.” 

Heywards is only a short drive from your mom’s cafe. It’s the closest convenient store that isn’t crazy pricey. It’s where your mom gets all her supplies whenever she runs out of things before shipment gets there. 

You use to always come here when you were younger with the boys, each of you, even Pope, stealing a small bag of chips or a candy bar here and there. Little did any of you know, Mr. Heyward caught your thieving hands every time but never said anything. 

The bell above the door chimes when you walk into the store. You know this place as well as you know the cafe, finding the toilet paper and coffee filter immediately. 

When Mr. Heyward looks up from the counter, his smile grows. He can pick you out of a crowd anywhere, but he hasn’t seen you in a long time. Last time he saw you, you had braces and overgrown bushy brows. Now you had bushed hair and shaved legs. 

“Hi. Mr. Heyward,” You grin shyly at him. You don’t know how he’s going to react to see you, unsure of what Pope might have told him about you. 

“Little Miss Y/L/N? Is that you?” Heyward smiles widely, pulling your own lips into a wider smile. “I haven’t seen you for a long time.”

“Yeah, I’ve been busy with school and my mom’s cafe...” Both of those things were a lie. You just avoid the Cut to avoid the Pogues. 

“How’s the fam?” 

“They’re good,” You say as Heyward hands you your bags. “Mom says hello by the way. I’m actually taking these to her store now.”

“Well, don’t be a stranger. We miss your smiling face around her. Anette, too.” Heyward says, mentioning his wife. 

“Tell her I said hi.”

“Of course, darling.” 

Heyward and Anette always had a special place in their heart for you and Rory. They’re not one for gossip, but they knew a little bit about what your mom’s been through and have heard plenty of stories about your grandparents. They always thought, despite your mom’s background, that you and your sister were raised impressively. Anette always hoped that one day Pope and Rory would get together. Everyone always wanted their child to be with Rory. 

As your about to leave the store, the bell chimes again with another customer. Only it’s not another customer. It’s Pope and John B. They don’t see you at first, and you wonder if maybe you can sneak out without them seeing you. But something about that felt wrong. Especially because Heyward would more than likely mention to them that you were here. 

Pope sees you first and stops in his tracks. “Y/N?” 

“Hey, guys. Long time no see,” You smile at both of them. You bite down on your lip awkwardly when you meet John B’s stare. You don’t know if you should mention anything about his dad’s disappearance. But what would you say? Sorry? What good would that do?

“How’ve you been?” Pope gives you a small side hug, then John B. 

You shrug. “You know, living the dream.”

“How’s life as a Hybrid?” John B smirks. 

You roll your eyes playfully and groan. “Oh god. Never call me that again.”

You may be considered a Hybrid by everyone else, but you would never put yourself into that category. You grew up a Pogue, the same way everyone else did around you. The only thing tying you to the Kooks are your grandparents. 

“Why?” John B smirks. “I wish I was a Hybrid.”

You smirk back. “Maybe you will be one day. I hear you have a Kook of your own for arm candy.”

You saw a faint hint of blush on John B’s cheek at the mention of his girlfriend but you don’t mention it. “Sarah, yeah. She’s not like the other Kooks.”

“I would hope not. Her brother’s a dick.”

“Yeah,” They laugh. 

“We miss you, you know.” John B says. Pope looks at you, trying to read your expression. John B’s not wrong. They do all miss you, especially Pope. He felt like you were the only one who really understood him. Of course his other friends are great, but you actually took the time to try and understand his passions. Like forensic science. 

“I miss you guys too. It’s been a while.”

“Well, hey. We’re actually all getting together tonight at my place. Nothing big. Just a bonfire and a couple beers. You should stop by,” John B says.

“Yeah,” Pope says, immediately getting hopeful that you’ll show up. 

Your smile falters. The invite makes your heart swell and your lungs contract. It’s an invite you’ve been wanting for three years. And now that you have it, you don’t know what to say. It’d be different if it was just the four of you like old times. But now there’s Kie and Sarah and although you have nothing against them, you’re afraid they won’t accept you. The thought of your boys picking them over you terrifies you. 

“Okay. Yeah, sure. I’ll try to swing by later.” 

Pope smiles wide and looks at his friend to see his reaction. John B grins and nods, almost impressed that you had agreed. But he saw the twitch in your lips when the question was asked. 

“Great. I guess we’ll see you later then.” 

You nod. “Okay. Bye guys.”

You suck in a deep breath when the fresh air outside of Heyward’s store brushes over you. Your heart thumps wildly with both excitement and nerves when you’re finally able to collect your thoughts. You don’t know what you’ll do tonight, but the possibilities can change your entire summer.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

You spent the rest of the day mopping up the cafe’s basement and rearranging the shelves. You smelled of sweat and coffee grounds by the time you were done and dreamt of the shower you would be taking when you got home. 

Rory drove you home after the two of you closed up the cafe for the day. Neither of you said much. Rory was exhausted from running around behind the counter and you were too busy thinking about whether you’d go back to the place you used to call your second home.

You took a longer shower than usual, still pondering what your night would be like. Your head was telling you to stay home but your heart pulled you in the direction of the Cut. You yearned to hear about what the future held for Pope, and listen to John B retell stories of when you were kids, and be able to stare into JJ’s bright blue eyes without him noticing. 

You changed into a pair of jean shorts and a plain red cropped tank. Rory walks into your room as your brushing out your hair and looks at you as if you lost your mind.

“Are you out of your mind? You can’t wear that,” She says.

You brows scrunch together in confusion. “What are you talking about? I wear shit like this all the time.”

“Not to the Country Club, you don’t.” That’s when it hits you. Today’s been so hectic, you forgot what day it was. “It’s Sunday.”

Sunday dinner at the Country Club is now a weekly commitment forced upon you by your grandparents. Each week, your mom, sister, and you are forced to spend one dinner with your grandma and grandpa. This is basically your mom’s payment back for sending you and Rory to Kook Academy. Only they actually pay for the dinner. It’s usually the longest two hours of your entire week. It’s hard to listen to your grandfather rant about Real Estate and your grandma slyly critique your mother in almost every aspect of her life. 

“Shit. I completely forgot,” You say.

“Well, you better change. We’re leaving in about five minutes,” Rory says then plucks a gold necklace from your dresser. “Oh and can I wear this tonight?”

You sigh. “Sure.”

You change into a baby blue wrap around dress and pin your wet hair into a half up half down due. It’s gonna have to work for the limited time you have to get ready. After applying a thin layer of makeup to look the least bit presentable, you meet your mom and sister by the front door.

“Finally,” Your mom says when she sees you. 

“Sorry. I didn’t realize it was Sunday.”

“It’s okay, honey. I just don’t think I can handle another late remark from Mom today.” She looks you up and down and grins. “You look great.”

Despite the many fiery fights you and your mom can have, she is also your best friend. It’s kind of like a love hate relationship. Steve says it’s because you’re exactly like your mom - almost like a sixteen year old version of her. 

You really hope that isn’t true. You’re not ready to have a kid in two years. 

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ 

Your grandparents are already sitting at a round table in the corner of the country club by the two tall windows that reach up to the ceiling with a view looking out into the golf course. The best seat in the house for the richest a holes on the island. 

“Lorelai,” Your grandmother grins, but you can instantly tell it’s sarcastic. “Did you have to walk here?”

You speak up before your mom could. “Sorry Grandma. It’s my fault we’re late.”

Your grandparents are hard on your mom but easier on you and Rory, especially Rory.

“Well, you’re here now,” Your grandpa says. He’s usually the mediator between your mom and grandma. Although he’s usually sucks at it. “Sit. Sit.”

Meanwhile, back in the kitchen, JJ shuffles through his many coworkers with his apron in one hand and a piece of fried calamari from Miss Carol’s appetizer in the other. 

“JJ -” She scolds and slaps his hand away from going in for a second piece. 

“Good evening Miss Carol,” JJ smirks and makes his way to the area between the kitchen and dining room where most of the servers and bust boys hang out. Some of the boys slap him on the back or shove him by the shoulder, chuckling to themselves. “What’s going on boys? Busy crowd?”

“What are you doing here? You never work Sundays,” His friend, Mitch, says. 

Luke Maybank was behind on several bills - worse than it’s ever been. They already shut off their electricity and JJ wanted to make sure the water wouldn’t be next. 

But JJ shrugs nonchalantly. “Little extra dough can't hurt.”

“Well, you picked a good day,” Raymond walks up to the blonde, rolling his sleeves. “You got Kook Royalty and their Hybrid offsprings in your section.” 

“What?” JJ looks through the small square Plexiglas on the swinging door. He knows exactly where to look and immediately sees you sitting with King and Queen Kook, looking absolutely miserable, pushing around your food with your fork. 

“Damn, Maybank. Almost broke your neck - you turned so fast.”

“Shut up, Easterling. I was just seeing how crowded we were,” JJ lied. He really just wanted to see if you were here. And now that he sees you are, he’s a little nervous to do his own damn job.

Raymond Easterling chuckles. “Yeah, I know what you were looking at. But don’t get your hopes up. There’s a reason Kooks call that girl the Heart Sucker. Not even the high and powerful JJ Maybank could get a piece of that.”

The guys around JJ and Raymond chuckle and nod in agreement, hearing the stories of how you’d reject every single guy that’s ever asked you out. Sometimes you’d go on a few dates, trying to push yourself out of your comfort zone, but then things would quickly become too much, and you’d get overwhelmed. 

JJ didn’t like the way Raymond talked about you or how the others laughed at your expense. His hands clenched into fists, tempted to throw a punch in Ray’s cocky face.  The guy’s just being a jerk because he’s one of the guys that got rejected by you, he thought. 

“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” JJ shakes his head and ties his apron around his waist to distract his hands.

“No?” Raymond challenges him. “You think I’m wrong? You think you could pull the infamous Hybrid over there?”

JJ glances back through the window. You’re looking at your grandma with a clearly forced grin. You’re twirling your hair between your fingers, a habit you picked up when you were little to do when you’re bored. JJ would find you doing that in school all the time. 

You’re gorgeous, he thought. It’s no wonder that almost every guy on this island has tried to make a pass on you, including JJ himself, but his remarks always come off as playful, afraid of actually telling you how he feels about you. His fantasies about you went further than just getting you between the sheets. He could picture getting married, having children, and growing old together. Years ago, the two of you would talk about your future. Neither one of you cared about money or fancy jobs. All you wanted was to be free - of this island, of each other’s families, of responsibilities placed on you from birth. You hold the same values as JJ, and he’s never met another person like you. 

But JJ has a hard exterior. No one other than his best friends know his true heart, and he wasn’t going to let someone like Raymond Easterling find out about his soft spot for you. He would never hear the end of it.

JJ looks at you one last time. You’re talking to Rory, your face in his direction. This time you’re smiling, probably discussing something other than your grandparent’s expectations of you. He’d kill to see that smile every single day.

What’s the worst that could happen? You reject him? Yeah, that might kill JJ inside, but maybe you’d still be his friend, or continue to be acquaintances like you are now. As long as he gets to see you, he’d be okay. There was always the future. But who knows? Maybe you’d say yes? He’ll never know unless he tries. Right?

JJ fakes the same cocky grin that Raymond wears. “I haven’t failed yet.”

The guys around him whistle and shake their heads with smiles. 

“All right, Maybank. Let’s make a bet. I’ll give you one hundred dollars to get Y/N Y/L/N in the sack by the fourth of July.”

JJ scoffs. “You like giving away free money?” He ignored his racing heart at the thought of being that intimate with you.

Raymond nods. “Okay. Let’s put your money where your mouth is. Get her to say ‘I love you’ by the end of the season and I’ll raise you an extra hundred and cover all your dishwasher shifts in September.”

JJ raises his brows with surprise. No one offers to take the dishwashing shift. Sometimes the boys are pulled back there when the kitchen is short staffed and it’s easily one of the worst jobs at the Club.

This bet was almost too good of an opportunity to pass up. “Deal.” JJ says.

The boys shake hands on it and the other guys whisper to each other about how intrigued they are to see this play out.

JJ wipes his sweaty palms against his apron and pushes the door open to approach your table, hoping he can hear you over his thudding heart. 

“Good evening folks. May I take those empty plates out of your way?”

You look up at the voice you know so well and a smile raises on your lips. JJ meets your eyes and he winks at you, splattering your heart in flutters. 

“Please.” Your grandmother pushes her plate away from her, stuffed with filet and red wine.

“JJ,” Your mom grins up at him. Growing up, your mom always had a soft spot for the blonde Pogue. She’s heard the stories about his father, mostly from Steve, who actually grew up with Luke Maybank, his cousin. As a child, he was sent to live with Luke Maybank and his single father. Lets just say, he’s not surprised by the way Luke turned out. “Look at you. You’re all grown up now. Last time I saw you, Y/N was still pushing your head in the sand for stealing her popsicle.”

“Yeah. I quickly learned no one should mess with Y/N and her food,” JJ says.

“Never stopped you though,” You smirk at him.

“Lorelai. Who is this?” Your grandma asks, disregarding the boy himself.

“Mom,” Lorelai gives her mom a warning look. “This is JJ Maybank. He went to school with Y/N and Rory.” Lorelai knew to play it safe with her wording. She didn’t know where you and JJ stood. It’s been so long since you’ve seen him and she knew better than to ask. 

“Nice to meet you,” JJ says politely. “I’d shake your hand but mine are kinda full.” He motions to the plates in his hand.

“That’s quite all right.” Your grandma’s smile is so forced, it makes you uncomfortable. 

“I won’t hold you up. Has your server been around with the dessert menu?” JJ looks at you. “We have chocolate cake tonight.”

Heat rushes up your neck. Not because of the cake itself but because JJ remembered your favorite dessert. Chocolate cake with chocolate frosting and chocolate sprinkles. It was safe to save you were a choco-holic. The boys use to make it for you every year for your birthday. It usually came out burnt, none of them ever remembering how to properly make it. But it was all you needed to feel like a very special girl. 

“Your favorite,” Rory elbows you.

Your grandma cringes. “Sounds like diabetes on a plate.”

“Mom,” Lorelai scolds. 

“What?” She asks, not understanding the concept of a filter.

Now heat rushes to your cheeks for an entire different reason. “He did. We’re not doing dessert tonight. Thank you, though.”

JJ nods but feels disappointed by the way your face flinched at your grandmother’s comment. 

“My pleasure,” He says like he was taught to do and excuses himself to drop the plates off in the back before he can say anything else that would probably get him fired.

Your mom looks at your with raised brows. “He’s cute, honey.”

“Lorelai, please. He’s the busboy,” Your grandma says.

“He’s a good kid, Mom.”

“If you’ll excuse me,” You stand up. “I have to use the restroom.”

Rory gives you a knowing grin as you walk away from the table. When you walk into the hallway between the dining area and the front lobby, you immediately feel like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. Sometimes just the presence of your grandparents and their pompous judgements can be suffocating. You do your best to bite your tongue around them, excusing yourself when you feel yourself getting heated. 

JJ catches a glimpse of your light blue dress out of the corner of his eye when he rounds the corner to collect the plates off a different table. He looks over his shoulder at Raymond, who’s staring at the blonde watching you, and winks.

“Hey, Y/N,” JJ says, walking up to you.

You look up from your phone and immediately smile. “Hey. I was actually hoping I’d catch you out here.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” You nervously tuck a piece of hair behind your ear. “I’m sorry about my grandmother. She can be...”

JJ shakes his head. “Hey. It’s okay. I work for Kooks almost every single day. I’m use to it.”

You sigh. “That doesn’t make me feel any better.”

“Don’t apologize for something you can’t control,” JJ says. “Besides, that’s probably the nicest she’s ever been to me.”

You hide your face in your hands. “Stop. You’re making it worse.”

JJ laughs and takes your wrists in his hands, slowly pulling them away from your face. Your eyes shoot up to his, immediately feeling a tingling feeling run through your skin, straight to your heart. 

“It’s okay. I promise,” He says softly. His voice is so sincere that you have no other option but to believe him. It almost makes your feel guiltier, wondering how much bullshit he’s been through with ungrateful Kooks that it’s so easy for him to forgive and forget.

“Okay,” Your voice is a whisper, taken off guard by how close he is to you and how he still hasn't let go of your hands. 

In that same moment, JJ realizes he’s still holding you and gently removes his hands. He coughs awkwardly and scratches the back of his neck, where sweat begins to bubble. Why is he so nervous?

“So um...” You say, suddenly feeling nervous too. “You going to John B’s tonight?”

JJ’s eyes shoot up in surprise. How did you know that? “Yeah. I’m heading over there after work.”

“I saw him and Pope at Heywards earlier today and they invited me over. I wasn’t sure if I should come or not.”

“Why wouldn’t you?”

Because it’s different now, you wanted to say. But you didn’t because you feel like the elephant in the room would only grow. And you didn’t want to admit you were nervous to meet Kie and Sarah outside of school. 

You shrug. “I don’t know.”

“You should definitely come. The boys miss you.”

You pretend like a little piece of your heart didn’t just break when JJ didn’t say ‘we.’ 

“What time do you get off of work?”

“Around 9ish.”

You nod. “I can pick you up if you’d like and we could go together?”

Your heart races after you suggest it. What if he says no? Why were you feeling this way? This is the same kid you use to make fun of for pouring milk into his bowl before his cereal. 

“Yeah. That’d be perfect.”

“Great!” Your phone pings with a text from Rory, telling you that your grandparents are wondering where you are. “Shit. I have to get back. I’ll see you at nine?”

“See you then,” JJ nods and turns back to the kitchen. When his eyes meet Raymond’s, he’s reminded of what he agreed to. Almost surprised how quickly he forgot about it. You were able to take his mind off of anything without even trying. He clears his throat to get rid of the giddy grin he was wearing after talking to you, wanting to look tough and casual in front of his coworker. “Easy.” He says to him. But that felt anything but easy. He could vomit with nerves.

“There’s still plenty of time for you to screw up, Maybank.”

JJ huffs. He’s not wrong. 

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ 

You drive up to the front of the country club and park in front of the main entrance. It’s 8:57. You’re early and will look eager. So you wait until 9:06 to text him that you’re here.

You changed into a pair of dark washed denim shorts, a yellow cropped tube top, a grey flannel, and navy converse. You changed your outfit about four times before deciding on your first one, not wanting to look too casual or too dressed up. 

For the last three years, you wondered when the four of you would get back together as a group. You wondered if it would ever happen. And now that two Kooks are involved, you feel more nervous than excited.

You jump when the passenger seat door opens, lost in the depth of your own head. JJ smiles, not seeing your reaction.”Cool ride,” he says and looks around the interior. 

“Thanks,” you say, pulling out into the road.

“I got you something,” JJ says.

You glance at him with furrowed brows. What could he have possibly gotten you since you saw him last? A book mark from the Country Club’s gift shop?

JJ reaches into his backpack and pulls out a plate with clear wrap around it. Your mouth drops when you see the chocolate cake on a plate in his hands, the smell immediately hitting your nose with pure delight.

“You saved me a piece?” You jump in your seat excitedly.

“Had to hide it good too or else Miss Carol would have had my ass handed to me,” JJ jokes and even pulls out two forks. He undoes the wrapping and cuts off a piece. He waits until you hit a stop sign and says, “Open up.”

You look at him and immediately open your mouth. He gently places the fork between your lips and you take the piece of cake off with your teeth. Like a baby.

Your eyes close with pure pleasure. “Oh my god. That’s amazing.”

“Miss Carol does know how to bake a mean cake,” JJ says and takes a bite of his own.

“Another one,” You say, glancing at the cake again. Like you said, choco-holic. “Please.” You say when JJ teases you by holding the fork away from you.

JJ laughs. “I like hearing you beg.”

You slap him in the arm with the back of your hand. “In your dreams, Maybank.”

“You got that right, Y/L/N.”

The two of you finish the cake with only a few bites each. Small but rich in chocolate that leaves you craving more. You were gonna have to meet this Miss Carol woman. 

After he puts the plate back in his bag, JJ reaches for the aux cord, but you quickly slap his hand away. “Hey. What do you think you’re doing?”

“You’re seriously gonna make me listen to this the entire way to John B’s?”

You scoff. “I’ll have you know Blink-182 is one of my favorite bands.”

“It’s also soccer moms’ favorite band,” JJ laughs at you.

You turn up the volume, blasting ‘All the Small Things’ and point to your ear. “Sorry. Can’t hear you!”

JJ rolls his eyes but laughs along with you, even bopping his head to the beat. You drive with the windows down, dancing and singing along to a bunch of throwback songs with JJ as if the two of you have been doing this forever. 

You pull up to John B’s and park behind his dad’s old van, better known as The Twinkie. When you turn down the music, JJ looks at you with a shake in his head. “Next time, I’m driving.”

“What was wrong with my driving?”

“We’re in the Outer Banks, Sparky, not NASCAR.”

You scoff and follow behind JJ who’s leading the way up John B’s driveway. As you get closer, you smell the smoky scent of a bonfire nearby and eventually hear John B’s laugh mixed in with a female’s. Your smile falters as nerves gather in the pit of your stomach. 

“What’s wrong?” JJ asks.

“Nothing,” You say, but JJ easily catches your lie and gives you a knowing look. “What if they don’t like me?”

“Who? Pope and John B? I’m pretty sure they like you more than me even after three years -”

“Not them, you idiot,” You shove him playfully by the shoulder as you two let yourselves inside. “Sarah and Kie.”

“Don’t you go to school with them?”

“Yeah, but we don’t talk,” You say quietly, not wanting them to hear you.

“Hm.”

“What?” JJ shrugs. “Nothing. I just didn’t think you cared about what other people thought.”

“I don’t,” You say quickly. “But they're your best friends. It’s different.”

“You don’t need their approval. You technically were here first.”

“Yeah, but I’ve been replaced,” You try to say it as a joke and even throw a smirk in there. 

But JJ stops in his track and looks at you seriously. “No one can replace you. Not even if they tried.”

You open your mouth to respond, but you’re at a loss for words. It’s not a common occurrence that JJ gets all serious on you. Warmth covers you like a blanket and the longer he holds your stare, the weaker your knees become. 

“JJ! Is that you?” John B calls out from the backyard.

“Yeah,” JJ yells back. He opens the fridge in John B’s kitchen. “Want a beer?” He offers to you.

You shake your head. “No thanks.”

For the first time, you take in John B’s home. It looks the same as it did three years ago, only a lot messier. The pull out couch looks like its been used recently with blankets and sheets tossed about on it. Empty beer cans and cigarette butts are thrown messily on the coffee tables and the air smells faintly of old marijuana. 

JJ leads you out to the back where four people are gathered around a fire. Three out of the four immediately smile when the two of you approach them, but Kie’s eyes narrow and her head tilts with confusion.

Shit, you think. 

“You came!” Pope laughs and hops up from his beach chair and embraces you in a hug.

You laugh, not expecting the embrace, but welcoming it all the same. John B’s next, giving you a quick hug and shaking his head.

“I gotta say, I didn’t think you were going to come,” John B says.

“You can thank me for that later,” JJ says jokingly.

“Actually when I heard JJ was coming, I almost changed my mind and stayed home,” You joke and smirk JJ’s way.

“Just like old times,” Pope says, looking between you and the blonde. The banter felt like the yall never separated in the first place. 

“Hey, you know Sarah and Kie, right?” John B points to the girls. Sarah stands up to say hi, and eventually Kie follows her, not wanting to look rude, but stays off to the side, keeping her distance.

“Yeah,” You wave awkwardly. 

“Hey!” Sarah says sweetly. “I didn’t realize you guys use to all hang out.”

“Y/N grew up down the street,” JJ explains and sips at his beer. 

“You want a drink or something?” Pope asks you, not knowing JJ already did.

“No thank you,” You say again.

“You don’t drink?” Kie asks. It was the first thing she’s said to you.

“Not usually,” You say and hold her stare. You try to get a read on her, but she’s had to get a tell on. You can’t tell if she just doesn’t like you or just doesn’t know you. Either way, it makes you uneasy. 

“Here, I’ll go grab you a chair,” Pope says and walks to the side of the house to grab another beat up beach chair. 

As the night goes on, you feel the tension in your shoulders loosen and your body feel lighter. Most of the night was spent retelling childhood stories the four of you shared. Sarah would laugh at most of them, occasionally rolling her eyes at her boyfriend from the stupid shit he would do, although it sounds like he’s no different to you now. 

You talked about the time you and JJ stole a golf cart for a joy ride on Figure Eight, or when you and John B pranked Pope by putting a dead fish in his locker, or how you and John B learned how to play guitar from youtube tutorials. 

Midnight came around quickly and exhaustion was slowly taking over your body. It’s been a long day between the cafe flooding, dinner with your grandparents, and now this. 

JJ was the first to notice you slowly fading. 

“You okay?” He asks you quietly as everyone else is caught up in conversation. 

“Yeah,” You say, lazily grinning at him. 

“We can leave if you want,” He says.

“You’re not staying?” You ask. It sounded like everyone was planning to spend the night here. And as much as you wanted to, you just didn’t feel comfortable enough yet. 

JJ shrugs. “My dad’s out of town tonight. It’ll be nice to have the house to myself.” Before you can say anything, he stands and brushes his hands against his pants. “All right, losers. We’re out of here.”

“Aw, you’re leaving?” Sarah pouts.

“Yeah, I’m beat and Y/N’s my ride home,” JJ says.

You were glad he didn’t call you out for being tired. You didn’t want to look lame in front of everybody, especially Kie.

“Thanks for having me,” You say to everyone. It might have been John B’s house, but it was everyone’s night you intruded on.

John B stands up to hug you. “Don’t be a stranger, okay?”

You nod. “I won’t. I promise.”

Pope hugs you next. “Text me when you get back safe.”

“I will.”

“Bye!” Sarah waves and Kie exhales a ring of smoke from her blunt.

You wave at them before following JJ back to your car. 

“Nuh-uh-uh,” JJ says. You didn’t realize you both walked to the driver’s side.

“What? No.”

JJ nods and holds his hands out for your keys. “I’m not dying tonight.” 

“You’ve been drinking and smoking all night,” You say. You didn’t think JJ was drunk or even that high, but you were not going to let a teenager with an ounce of alcohol in his system get behind the wheel. “Next time. For now, hold on to the cupholder.”

JJ sighs dramatically and goes to the other side of the car and hops in the passenger seat. 

This time you keep the music quiet, listening to the hum of the radio instead of your phone. 

“Take a left,” JJ says.

“JJ, I know where you live. And it’s not left.”

“Don’t you trust me?” 

You snicker. “Not in the slightest.”

JJ rolls his eyes. “Just take the left.”

You hold your hands up in surrender and take the left turn. He directs you for a couple more miles until he has you park in front of a 24 hour diner. 

“What are we doing here?” You ask.

“I’m in the mood for a milkshake.”

“We just had cake!” You say.

“Come on, Sparky. Show me what that mouth can do,” JJ smirks. 

You go to hit him again but he takes off running to the front entrance and pulls the door open. You chase after him, almost running into his back at the front host stand where JJ safely smirks at you in triumph.

“Two please,” He says to the hostess. 

The old cranky woman leads you to a booth off to the side next to a window without a word. 

A couple minutes later, a waitress walks by and asks if you’re ready to order. 

“Yes. One chocolate milkshake and one black and white milkshake,” JJ orders for both of you, already knowing what flavor you’d want.

“And fries, please.” You say. The waitress nods, takes your menus, and walks off. JJ raises his brow at the extra order. “What?” You shrug. “Just showing you what my mouth can do.”

JJ scoffs. “What a tease.” 

You playfully kick his shin under the table.

“Did you have fun tonight?” JJ asks.

“Yeah,” You answer. “Felt like old times. The girls are nice too.”

You were about to only mention Sarah, but you didn’t want to cause any issues with Kie. Not yet at least. Maybe she just needed time to warm up to you.

“See? I told you they wouldn’t bite.”

A couple minutes later, the waitress comes back with your milkshakes and fries. 

“How’s John B doing? You know, with the whole Big John thing?” You ask delicately, unsure of how JJ would react to you pestering about John B’s business. “I didn’t want to ask and bring the mood down,” You explain yourself although you don’t need to.

JJ shrugs. “He’s in denial I think. Won’t sign a death certificate until he sees a body. He could be worse, though.”

“Yeah,” You say softly. You don’t know what you would do if you were in that situation. In a way you felt lucky that you never knew your dad at all. It would be harder to lose him, knowing who he was.

You take a fry and dip it into your milkshake before taking a bite. This makes JJ freeze and look at you like you have two heads. 

“What?” You say with your mouth full.

“I can’t believe you just did that.”

“Don’t knock it till you try it,” You say and give him a look to do it.

JJ reluctantly picks up the fry and dunks it into his milkshake. He looks at the fry questioningly before popping it into his mouth. Somehow the sweetness of the milkshake and the saltiness of the french fry complement each other beautifully and his widen in pleasant surprise. 

“Oh wow,” JJ says.

“Told you,” You smirk.

You spend the next hour catching up, trying to fit the last three years into an hour. JJ does most of the talking because you want to know more about what John B, Pope, and JJ have been up to. Your life was so boring and depressing, you didn’t want to bore JJ with the details.

You drive JJ home and talk for a few minutes more when you park. He seems to be procrastinating getting out of the car, but you don’t mind. You could talk to him all night, suddenly not feeling tired anymore.

“All right. I’ll let you get home before the sun rises,” He says and opens the door. He pauses when his feet hit the ground and he looks back at you. “What are you doing tomorrow?”

“I have to work at the shop, why?”

“Well, there’s a storm coming in. John B and I might go out to surf the surge before it hits. You still surf?”

You scoff. “Do I still surf?”

JJ holds his hands up in surrender. “Just checking. You think you can handle the surge?”

“Let’s not forget who the better surfer is, JJ.”

“I didn’t. It’s still me.”

“You wish.”

“So I’ll see you tomorrow?”

Now you have a point to prove. You have to show JJ that you’re still the better surfer. 

“I'll see you tomorrow,” You agree. 

“Great, it’s a date.” He winks and shuts the door before you can tell him otherwise. 

You giggle to yourself as JJ walks up the front yard and stay there until he you see he gets in safely. 

You pull out of the driveway, wishing he had asked you out on a real date. One that didn’t involve John B.

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i guess we both made mistakes | brandon darrow x reader

summary: after finding out brandon was the one behind the snake mask y/n is set on staying away from him for as long as she can. when his safety is compromised, though, she can't help but put the feeling of betrayal aside

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Brandon Darrow and you had been best friends once upon time, that is until he became popular and ditched you for his new asshole friends. You hadn't talked to him in years until this whole situation started and when you found yourself getting closer to him again while looking for clues on king cobra's real identity, you couldn't help but feel a little happy to somewhat be mending your relationship with Brandon. You really felt like the two of you were finally okay again until Rowan broke the news to you.

- - - - - - - - - - - - -

You were in Hailey's car as the blonde drove you two to pick Rowan up from the zoo party where the girl had went to try and find out who hid behind the snake mask but when she got in the car, an apologetic look in her face, you couldn't help but freeze.

"What happened, Ro? Who is he?" you'd asked the girl, basically begging for good news, only to be met by her sad eyes.

"I'm sorry y/n/n. It was Brandon."

And suddenly you felt like you couldn't breathe, tears starting to sting your eyes as you tried to remain calm not to worry your friends any more.

"No. It can't be." you managed to mutter between trembling lips.

"I'm so sorry y/n. I know you two were getting closer again." Rowan said taking your hand in hers giving it a comforting squeeze.

"He was so gentle to me, Ro. How could he? How could he do this?" your sadness was being replaced by anger and betrayal. Brandon had been there for you during the past few weeks, comforting you when you needed it most, and even going as far as kissing you on the rooftop of his house. Had it all just been some manipulative way to trick you into not questioning his innocence? Was that all you were to him? A piece in his stupid game? You felt sick to your stomach.

Hailey dropped you off at your house after you guys' visit to the hospital to check up on Ash, who'd been in surgery for being shot. Rowan had stayed with Elisia to keep her company but you weren't sure you could keep it together any longer and so had asked Hailey to drive you home.

As you closed the front door behind you, seconds away from finally running to your bed and letting all the build up hurt go through the tears you'd been holding back the whole night, you heard your phone in your pocket. Picking up the device, already imagining what other terrible news or threats you were about to find, your heart stopped at the texts glowing in your screen.

from: rowan

STINGER JUST TEXTED ME

from: rowan

HE GOT A PING ON DUNBAR'S PHONE

from: rowan

IT'S AT YOUR HOUSE

You looked around, trying to type out a reply as you moved towards your bedroom.

to: rowan

are you su-

"Y/n?"

You froze in your spot once you recognized the voice, accidentally sending your text half-finished. Forcing your body around you were met by Brandon Darrow's eyes.

"Get out." you warned holding up your phone in a threat to call 9-1-1.

"Just listen to me." Brandon pleaded taking a step towards you.

You were quick to step back running into your bathroom, Brandon tried to catch your wrist to get you to stop but only managed to knock your phone out of your hands. Before he could reach you you had already locked yourself inside the bathroom.

"Please just let me explain myself, y/n." he pleaded, wiggling the door handle.

"You're trying to kill us!"

"No i'm not! C'mon y/n/n please just listen to me!"

"Don't lie to me! Rowan saw you wearing the mask!" you screamed back at him once again before letting yourself slide down the door to sit on the floor.

"Just listen to me okay? A couple of years ago i logged onto the zoo website to talk shit about my dad, and i met monkey man." Brandon began to explain. "We bonded over our shitty dads and i gave him advice about his bullies." he continued before your smack on the door interrupted him.

"God, you're a liar!" you shouted trying to keep your tears away for the second time that night.

"No i'm not! I thought it was all your fault. I found Dunbar's phone at Nicki's party. I was going to get my bags back before the cops came and... look i was so pissed off because i thought it was all your fault he killed himself, okay? That's why i took his phone, and i sent you that message about the blood balloon."

"God, you're an asshole." you sobbed, covering your mouth with your hand.

"I felt so guilty, okay?" Brandon said. "That's why, when I got the phone, I logged onto MonkeyMan's account. I told them all that we should make you suffer; that we should make you pay. We came up with this stupid hunting idea. When Hailey got out, I texted you all. But when I saw Hailey's face after her audition, I felt so guilty, because I was just trying to make things better, and she was so scared and all I do is make things worse... Y/n i tried to tell them to stop online, you have to believe me, i did, but King Cobra... he was telling them to do really bad things to you. I tried to make it better. I tried to stop everyone, but it was too late."

"You were wearing that fucking mask, Brandon." you said. "Rowan saw you."

"It was a trick," Brandon insisted. "I wanted to find out who he was. Y/n, I started it, but I... I can't stop it." Brandon said, his voice shaking.

"I should've stayed away from you," you cried out, resting your forehead against the door. "Everyone warned me about you and how i shouldn't trust you, but you seemed like you'd changed. You seemed like my Brandon again, my best friend. I should've known it was too good to be true." you stated, a sob leaving your body.

"I'm sorry." Brandon whispered from the other side of the door before finally leaving you.

The next time you heard from him it was through Rowan. The brunette had called you a few hours after your fight with the boy, letting you know that he'd been arrested by the police.

- - - - - - - - - - - - -

Weeks had gone by and Brandon had finally been freed. You'd made a promise to yourself that you wouldn't go anywhere near him ever again, and you'd been successful at the task, that is if you count crying yourself to sleep over how much you missed him multiple nights a week as successful. It'd been hard to keep him away from you though. He'd called multiple times and even knocked at your door a handful of times. Rowan had insisted that you talked to him, but you always refused. The brunette, though, kept in contact with Brandon through her recently acquired step-brother, Trevor, who'd pressured her into looking after you for his best friend's sake.

One day as you got home from The Brew coffee shop, you received a text.

you better take a closer look at your boyfriend's little investigation before he gets hurt.

You felt a breath catch in your throat as you read the message, a picture of you and Brandon taken weeks ago attached. No, it should be bluff, Rowan had been keeping you updated on what Brandon was up to and she hadn't talked about any investigating. You hated that you still cared about his wellbeing but you couldn't just make your feelings disappear. Eventually you decided to lock your phone and move on with your life. A few hours later you received another text. You looked in horror as a video of Brandon tied up in a car with tape over his mouth filled your screen. look what i found. the text read. i warned you, bitch. now he pays.

You struggled to find your car keys, ready to leave for Stinger's place, when your phone started ringing and you swore you'd never accepted a call so quickly in your life. It was Rowan.

"We got the video too. Stinger has the location. Trevor is on his way to pick you up." Quickly thanking your friend you made your way out of the house just as the car pulled over, taking no time into getting on the passenger seat.

Once you got to the location you pushed your way through your friends before coming to a stop. On the wall of what you recognized as a freezer was some code: MrMT 113634 and right below it the words open me. You reached for the handle but the door didn't budge. "Shit" you muttered under your breath before picking up a broken brick from the ground and hitting the lock with it. After a few hits the door opened and you and your friends took no time into entering the freezer despite the cold. You pulled your jacket, (Brandon's jacket, you were yet to notice) tighter around your body as you looked around in disgust at all the animal corpses that filled the container. You finally pointed your lantern down to the floor, trying to avoid the carcasses that'd surely plague your nightmares later that night, when you spotted a shoe. Lifting your eyes from the ground your jaw dropped as you laid your eyes on an unconscious Brandon. His wrists were tied by a thick rope, his skin paler than you'd ever seen it and his lips almost just as blue as you remembered his eyes to be. You dropped to your knees before the boy as you screamed for help from your friends. You could tell Brandon was alive but you weren't sure if he'd stay that way for much longer if you didn't get him out soon enough. With the boys' help, Brandon was placed in the backseat of Trevor's car where you joined him shortly, carefully pulling the boy's freezing t-shirt over his head to replace it with your, well his jacket. You layed his head on your lap running your fingers through his icy hair. "You'll be okay, i'm right here." you told him, not bothering to keep your tears from falling when suddenly Brandon's eyes fluttered open, a relieved sigh leaving your body. He looked up at you, lifting up his hand to cup your cheek. "Don't cry, baby. You saved me." He said with a sad smile before starting to close his eyes again. "No, B, don't fall asleep on me, not now." you told him, grabbing his hand with yours before placing a kiss on its back. "Please stay with me, we're almost home." The boy in your lap opened his eyes again and you could tell it was hard for him to do so. "You're doing so good, love. Just hang in there." you pleaded, your voice trembling with fear.

It felt like it'd been hours when you finally goby to Stinger's. Once inside it was like your body was moving on its own as you went looking for blankets while the other girls went to make some tea and the boys placed Brandon on the couch. You crawled in the sofa next to him, wrapping him in the covers you'd found as he rested his head on your shoulder. You realized then that all the anger you'd felt towards him during the past weeks had dissipated the moment you saw him in that freezer.

"Are you okay?" Brandon asked noticing you drift off.

"You almost just froze to death and you're asking me if i'm ok?" you asked back letting your head fall on top of his.

Eventually Rowan and Elisia got back, handing Brandon the mug of tea. Everyone discussed the recent events until they decided to run to the train station to try and open the luggage locker. You got up from the sofa, Brandon following behind before you interrupted his movements.

"You're not going." you warned him, his mouth opening up in protest before you continued. "You almost just died, Brandon. You need to rest." the boy sighed in disappointment.

"You can stay at mine tonight. My parents aren't home. Do you think you can drop us off there on your way to the station?" you asked Trevor, receiving a nod from the boy.

"Woah, you sure you'll survive a night in my presence?" Brandon asked in a mocking tone.

"Shut up before i change my mind."

You got home not long after, moving to the kitchen to heat up some soup as Brandon took a sit on your couch. Leaving the kitchen you let your feet drag you back to the living room before handing him the bowl.

"Thanks." he muttered, starting to shove spoonfuls of the hot liquid into his mouth. Suddenly you were reminded of something quickly making your way up the stairs and into your bedroom before returning to the couch with something in your hands.

"What's that?" Brandon asked, his eyes moving to whatever you were holding behind your back as you sat down next to him, your hands moving to your lap as you revealed Fishy.

"I meant to give this back to you a while ago but then everything happened..." you began. Brandon interrupted, placing the now finished bowl down on the coffee table.

"I'm sorry." he said, his blue eyes locking with yours. "I'm so sorry i began all of this. I was just mad and i thought i was getting revenge for Dunbar but i just ended up hurting more people." You could sense the genuine guilt in his voice and your heart broke all over again. You looked down at your lap where your hands played with the stuffed animal.

"You know i tried to be mad at you, B, i really did. But at the end of the day when i got home from school all i wanted to do was curl up in bed with this stupid frog and cry. I missed you so much Brandon. I hated myself for it but i did." You confessed as the boy reached up his thumb to wipe away a tear you didn't realize was rolling down your cheek.

"I guess we both made mistakes uh?" he joked as you chuckled through watery eyes.

"Yeah i guess we did." you sighed getting up from the couch, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand. "You wanna take a shower or something? I still have one of your hoodies and my dad must have some sweatpants around."

"Yeah that'd be nice" Brandon said trying to ignore how happy he felt that you'd kept not only Fishy but also his hoodie and jacket.

"You know where the bathroom is, make yourself at home.." you said before leaving to your bedroom.

30 minutes later Brandon knocked on your door, already back from his shower.

"Okay you can sleep in my bed and i'll just sleep on the floor-" you started, already in your pajamas, before the boy interrupted you.

"No way. I'm not letting you sleep on the floor."

"Okay then i can go sleep in my parents' room..." you stated before picking up your pillow.

"Oh c'mon y/n/n i know you hate not sleeping in your room." he sighed taking a sit in your bed. "We can share the bed you know? It's not like we haven't done it before." he suggested looking up and you swore you could see a hint of hope in the blue of his eyes.

"Okay" you agreed just above a whisper as the boy began to settle in the bed. You layed down beside him, the both of you staring up at the ceiling where the glow in the dark stars you'd put up as children shone.

You took a big breath in before turning your head in his direction. "You know before i got the video of you i received a message..." Brandon turned to you encouraging you to keep going. "Mr Empty was threatening to hurt you if i didn't stop your investigation. He- I thought it was bluff cause Rowan had been giving me updates on you and she said you weren't investigating anything so i let it go. You almost got hurt because i refused to talk to you myself and i-"

"Hey it's ok." Brandon reassured you with a hand to your cheek, his thumb caressing your skin to try and get you to calm down. "You couldn't have known. Besides, you had valid reasons not to want to talk to me." he stated, a sad smile adorning his face.

"I just wish we could go back to before all of this started happening." you told him taking his hand in yours. "Before we drifted apart and when our only problem was making sure we were home on time for dinner." You smiled at the sweet memories that flooded your mind.

"It's my fault. I was the one who pushed you away and i'll never be able to apologize enough for that."

"It's ok, Brandon. I guess we both made mistakes..." you said repeating his statement from just a while ago, a sigh leaving your body. "We should probably get some sleep."

"Yeah. Goodnight y/n/n."

"Goodnight B." you replied before turning your back to him and drifting off.

- - - - - - - - - - - - -

You opened the door to the freezer and got inside, your flashlight illuminating the way. Your feet led you through the container before you came to a stop. Before you layed a lifeless Brandon. You fell to your knees screaming for help as you pulled the boy up as well as you could, hugging his freezing body to yours, trying to somehow bring him back to life. You kept screaming for help as you cried but no one would come. You were alone.

You woke up gasping for air as tears streamed down your face. You looked to your side to try to find some comfort on the sight of an alive Brandon only to find his side of the bed empty. Panic ran through your body as you struggled to get out of bed. What if they took him again? You thought to yourself as you ran down the stairs. What if he's really dead?

Reaching the end of the staircase you came to a stop as you locked eyes with a confused Brandon putting a cup of water down. Without thinking twice you threw yourself into the boy's arms, holding his body tightly against yours.

"Woah what happened?" he asked, concern filling his voice, as he hugged you back with just as much need.

"I had a nightmare and you were dead and then i woke up and you were gone and i thought... i thought..." you struggled to finish through broken sobs.

"It's ok. I'm right here, I'm ok. You saved me, remember?" he reassured you pressing a kiss to your head, but noticing you hyperventilating he held your face in his hands pulling you away just enough to rest his forehead against yours. "Hey, i'm safe y/n but i need you to breathe for me ok? Just take a deep breath." you did as he said breathing in slowly before breathing out. "Yeah just like that, baby. In and out." he kept reminding you until you finally started breathing normally again. He hugged you again muttering into your hair a low "Let's go to bed okay?" before leading you back to your bedroom. You layed down in your bed, resting your head on Brandon's chest. "Is this ok?" you whispered looking up to meet his eyes. "Yeah." he replied with a smile holding you tighter against him.

That night you both slept better than you'd slept in years. Brandon happy to finally have you in his arms again and you listening to his heartbeat, the steady rhythm a constant reminder that the boy you loved was safe and sound.

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a/n: this is my longest fic yet so please be gentle with me :') i'm not expecting a lot of people to read this at all, since the show isn't popular, but i figured this would be put to better use on my tumblr than forgotten on my notes app. so if this flops look away haha anyways for anyone who read: i truly hope you enjoyed. thank you for reading and treat people with kindness <3

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Best Years but Not in the Same Way (19)

Calum Hood x Reader

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I’m sorry english isn’t my native. And also i got pictures from google and if one of it is yours and you want to take it down pls let me know. I’m so nervous to write this part sjsjsj i hope someone is reading. And btw if you found this post for the first time, i suggest you to read the entire parts i gave the link below! And so sorry if u get bored :(

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”It’s literally 8 A.M in the morning, you better be have a good thing to showed me or i will hate you.” Calum called you in the morning saying that he had something to showed you and you have to come and now here you are. “What?” You asked him when you were in his room.

Then he pulled out a very cute floral dress. “I bought this for you last month for Ash birthday party today. I don’t know if you like this or not, but here it is. I hope you like it. And also the heels, i love it so i bought it to you.” He gave it the dress and heels and now you were just speechless because this dress is hella cute and expensive.

“I forgot it’s Ashton birthday...,” you paused. “Do you have something to be give to him?” He shooked his head. “Let’s get out then?” He nodded an you two headed out.

After 5 hours went out to store by store and had lunch, you and Calum finally arrived at home at 2 P.M.. You bought a Leather Lace-up Ankle boots for Ashton as present because he said he love wearing boots and he kinda collecting it right now so it might be a good gift for him. And Calum bought an electric guitar for him.

“Hey i think I’m gonna get ready, since i took an hour to do make up so... bye.” You waved at him and ran to his bedroom to get ready.

An hour later, you our from his room and you saw him stood waiting for you. “You were ready? Since when? Damn you look so hot!” You said it out loud and he blushed.

“Since 30 minutes ago i think? And you look so beautiful.” He couldn’t take his eyes off of you. “I think we should stay at home rather than go to Ash’s party.” He gave you a serious face.

“Why?” Suddenly you felt so disappointed because you just prepared for an hour, you got a very beautiful mini dress from him and now he wants to canceled it?

He laughed. “I don’t want any men to steal you away from me. I mean look at you right now.” He teased you and put his hand on your waist. You were inch away from his face and now you wanted to to something but you afraid. You were still afraid until today.

“Should we go?” You asked him and he nodded while pulled his hand away.

You went out and he drove fast. You didn’t interact with him on the car. It was just too awkward for you both.

An hour later you and him arrived at Ashton’s place. It was just 4 P.M and his house already crowded. You held your present for him and Calum also did the same. You and him went in and looking for Ashton. You finally met him. He was stood at the corner with Luke and Michael and Mitchy Collins.

“Aye my favorite couple.” He hugged Calum first and then Calum gave the present. And then you hugged him. “Awh thank you so much, Cal and Bar. Enjoy the party.” You walked away from them and joined Kaitlin, Crystal and Sierra on the counter.

“Oh my God, look at your dress, you really stealing the spotlight!” Crystal complimented your dress. “I knew it Calum has a taste.”

You frowned. “Oh Calum showed us the dress after he bought it last month. Oh virtually of course. Don’t worry he didn’t cheat with us. His heart is belong to you.” Sierra explained and you smiled while rolling your eyes.

“So how’s the progress with you and Calum? Are you guys kissed already?” Kaitlin asked you excitedly. You knew she’s a bit drunk since she held the red glass.

You shook your head and nodded at the same time. “We are not dating, we’re still friends but we ever kissed and thats it. No more further explanation.” You grinned and poured beer to your glass.

After hours you’ve been mingled with everyone, you decided to go to the bathroom to freshing up. While on the way you pulled out your phone from your sling purse and you shocked you got 20 missed calls from Mike and you got so much message from him, your mom, Julia, Tranter and other friends. But one notification that caught your eyes was a missed call from Justin at 3 P.M.. What the hell is going on? You could feel your face is pale and you panicked and ran fast to the bathroom. You locked the door and sit on toilet. You called Mike Immediately and you scared to death. Your mind flashback to when he called you 30 times because he worried when Justin and Selena got back.

“Saara Palvin are you okay? Why you didn’t pick my call?” He sounded so worried, exactly like 3 years ago.

“My phone went silent and I’m fine I’m at Ashton’s birthday party. What happened? Nevermind i will find it by myself and i promise you i will be fine, i won’t hurting myself ever again. Okay? Bye.” You hung up the call and searching on Safari about Justin Bieber. That’s really what you searched because deep down in your heart you knew if Mike, Julia and Tranter texted or called you at the same time, it really had something to do with Justin. And coincidentally Justin did called you and it really ruined your mind. The search came up and you saw a news about Justin Bieber and Hailey Baldwin engaged at Bahamas today. Wait what? Engaged? Justin is engaged? With Hailey? You read the headline again and locked your phone. You don’t care. You don’t care at all. He could do anything he wanted.

Then the bathroom door is knocked. “Saara? Are you okay? It’s me Kaykay. I saw you running to the bathroom worriedly. Are you okay?” She asked yo politely and you unlocked the door so she could come in. “Hey girl, what’s wrong?” She wiped out the tears that feel down to your face. You really managed to not cry in front of her but you failed.

You tried to breath slowly. “I think I’m going home now. I’m not feeling good right now. Justin is engaged with his girlfriend.” You finally confessed to her and she hugged you. “I don’t want people to know about it. What is my excuse then?”

She pulled the hug. “Just said that your mom needs you right know and they would understand. Calum would understand. You had to lie to them for your own sake. You need to rest, Miss B. And when you talked to them just thinking about a funny moments so that you wont cry.” You nodded and put the lipstick on your lips and out from the bathroom. You were separated from Kaitlin and walked towards the boys who sat down on the chairs laughing together.

“Hi guys i think I’m going out now, my mom is need my help right now and i will go to her place now. Bye guys, once again happy birthday Ashy.” You hugged Ashton, then Luke and Michael.

“Let me drive you there, Bar.” He held your arm but you brushed it off.

You looked at him. “No, you need to be here for Ashton. I will be fine okay? Have fun baby.” You kissed his cheek and left him as fast as you could because you were about to cry if you still there with him. You ordered Uber and headed home.

You finally at your bedroom and lean on the wall. You cannot cry because what’s the point of it? He has a good life and so are you. You are happy with your life, you surrounded by a very good people, the best friends who always support you, you’re happy.

You changed your clothes into pajamas and you sat on your living room. And you saw Calum texted you.

You felt bad for lying to him but this was the only thing you could do. He might get hurt if he knew the real answer. You really try hard to move on from Justin. It was harder than you thought. The past still haunts you until today. The memories still haunts you.

You turned on the tv and watch a random show but you didn’t really paid attention to it. Your mind kept thinking about Justin over and over. and you decided to keep your mind busy thinking about other by watching a criminal tv show.

It surprisingly distracted you for hours until you heard a message notification.

Ah these big mouth guys. Why in the hell they told Calum about it? So that why he asked you if you okay twice. He probably hated you right now. You couldn’t do anything but sighed. Calum must be hurted right now. Why all of this happened?

Then you heard your door being unlocked and you saw Calum walked in with flowers on his left hand and a totebag on his right hand. Wait what was he doing here?

“Cal?” You were so shocked when he showed up. He smiled to you and you knew he was hurted judging by his expression.

“Hi Bar,” he greeted you and handed you the flowers. “I just want to be here with you to cheer you up.” He signaled you to sat on the couch with him. And then you sat with him and put the flowers on your lap. “I bought you chocolates, lots of chocolate,” he pulled it out one by one. “Then a red lipstick because i know you love to wear it, and a tiny teddy bear. I honestly suck at this so thats the only thing i bought for you.”

You smiled to him and hold his hand. “Thank you, Cali. You really cheered me up.” “And i want to-“

But he cut your talk. “I know what happened, Ashton told me.” He held your hand tight. “I want you to be honest with me, i was so confused when you said you didn’t want me to drove you. I thought i made a mistake.”

You sighed. “Im sorry i didn’t want to hurt you, i didn’t want you to know that I’m hurt, I’m messed on the inside. I didn’t want you to hate me just because I’m still trying to find my way out from my past. I hate myself for keep hurting you until today.”

“Hey hey please don’t cry.” He hugged you and you cried on his chest. “I know moving on is the hardest thing to do, but i know you can do it. I trust the process, Bar. I trust us.”

You pulled the hug. “You can always find and fall in love with another brain, another soul, rather than stay and wait for me to heal the feeling.”

“No.” He shook his head. “I love you and i only want you in my life. I will always love you no matter how hard this situation is. I will wait for you.”

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To be continued.

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ours, for the rest of forever | ashton irwin

Hello friends! Here is a godparent!Ash one shot, based on this blurb about being godparents with Ashton and also inspired in part by that scene in Season 5 of One Tree Hill when Brooke is randomly looking after a baby but has to also finish fashion sketches so Lucas comes to her rescue with babysitting and it is overall very soft and cute. You know the one! Lol. 

A very big thank you to Jex @sadistmichael​ , Anna @cheekysos​ , Jae @jae-writes-fanfiction​ and Hailey @talkfastromance4​ for proof-reading and providing feedback on this when it was in its draft stages. You’re all absolute gems! 

Anyway, enjoy the softness and as always, please let me know what you think! I’ve got some thoughts for a potential part 2, so we’ll wait and see how part 1 goes :)

(This is a fem reader insert)

Word count: 3.3k words

Warnings: none

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When your best friend Alice told you she was having a baby, you were over the moon. She was honestly one of the most kind-hearted people you knew, and the amount of love in her heart for others would only bloom more for a little baby to hold and cherish. Her partner James had been by Alice’s side since your university days, and their relationship was one that was literally #goals. They’d moved over to Los Angeles because James had an opportunity to work at an indie creative agency working with music artists, and when you followed a year or so later to pursue a consulting job, they’d welcomed you with open arms into the little community they’d formed of Australian ex-pats, LA creatives and generally good quality, salt of the earth people. 

In the early days, there were lots of late nights (that became early mornings) running amok in West Hollywood, going from one house party to the next, but as you grew older, it became more likely to be a quiet Sunday sesh in someone’s backyard, with a barbeque cooking and someone playing their favourite tunes on a portable speaker while you floated in the swimming pool or lounged about on the grass with everyone’s various pets in attendance. When you met Ashton, he was drumming shirtless at his own house party, and then doing shots with James and their friend Calum. You were more than a little intimidated, although he had a kind face and welcoming nature, Ashton was forthcoming his opinions. On the other hand, you were always more reserved, and it took you  time to feel like you belonged with their crazy crew of friends. One night, you and Ashton ended up alone in the kitchen sharing some chicken nuggets and potato gems tater tots after a wild night on the house part dancefloor, and from there you could feel a solid friendship starting to take hold. 

A few months after Alice and James told you they were expecting, they’d invited you and Ashton out to brunch at one of your favourite spots. It was a little hole-in-the-wall café in Studio City that you’d first come to after Ashton wouldn’t stop raving about how good their iced coffees were. You all ordered your favourites (avocado smash with a side of smoked salmon and a hash brown for you, raspberry hotcakes for Alice, a breakfast burger for James, and pulled pork eggs benedict with a side of halloumi for Ashton) and were chatting away about your weeks at work when Alice reached down and pulled two envelopes out of her tote bag and handed on to you and one to Ashton. You took them, looking confusedly at Alice and James, who had big goofy smiles on their faces.

“Well, go on! Open them!” Alice half-shouted excitedly, squeezing James’ hand on top of the table. You and Ashton glanced at each other, perplexed, before tearing open the envelopes and finding a card inside. Yours read, “Will you be my godmother?” in gold writing on the front, and inside was an ultrasound photo with a handwritten note from Alice that made you tear up when you started reading it. You could see in your peripheral vision that Ash had a corresponding card in his envelope too, and he was standing up to give James and Alice a hug with an enthusiastic “Fuck YES! Of course I will!” that garnered some disapproving looks from the middle-aged women sitting near you. You held it together just enough to stand up and exchange hugs and choke out a “Y-y-yes” to Alice and James, before basically bursting into full blown tears of happiness and apologising profusely as your brunch was delivered to the table. As you wiped away your tears and managed to begin eating your avocado smash, you felt Ashton squeeze your hand reassuringly under the table, and when you glanced towards him he was grinning at you with a smile that was as bright as a thousand suns. 

It was a normal June day at the office a few months later when your phone pinged with a text from Alice in your group chat with her, James and Ashton that 

 read “It’s go-time. We’ll keep you updated!”. You replied with lots of exclamation points and crying emojis, and for Alice and James to let you know if they needed anything, and a few minutes later Ashton had penned a full paragraph about the beauty of the creation of life, how he knew that Alice and James would be incredible parents, and that he couldn’t wait to meet the little one once they made their way into the world. Ashton was frustratingly eloquent sometimes. Later that night, you received a photo message of a small, pink baby snuggled up on Alice’s chest, with James’ arm thrown around her shoulders, and the caption “Charlie Rose, ten fingers, ten toes. Come visit tomorrow, she can’t wait to meet you x” and you could barely sleep from the anticipation of meeting your darling goddaughter for the first time.

Ashton insisted on meeting you at the hospital so you could visit Alice, James and Charlie together (“Dude, we’re a godparent team here! A package deal! A dynamic duo! Can’t have you getting in there as the favourite from day one!”) and you’d never seen him more gentle or smitten than when the small, wriggly bundle of blankets that was Charlie Rose was placed in his arms. Ashton rocked her gently, kissing her head, and whispering to her about how incredible she was and how excited he was to see her grow. James was snapping away with his camera, and he asked you and Ash to stand together for a photo holding Charlie, which would later be stuck on your fridge for years to come (and possibly be your phone lockscreen, but no need to mention that to Ashton). 

Charlie was a tricky baby at first, resisting sleep and struggling with colic, but Alice and James were incredible and persistent and by the time she was 6 months old, they basically had the hang of this parenting thing. They didn’t want to christen Charlie in a church, but instead decided to hold one of your cherished backyard barbeques as a naming celebration for her. All of your nearest and dearest were there, and Alice’s mum had even flown in from Australia to meet her newest granddaughter. Despite it being an incredibly informal affair, Ashton insisted on making a speech about how he felt to be in Charlie’s life, to love and support her through every milestone and challenge she might encounter along the way. Charlie was happily gurgling in Ashton’s arms as he spoke, and she reached up to grab at his cheeks when he told her he loved her. Alice’s mum insisted on getting photos of everyone, including you and Ashton holding Charlie, and you tried to ignore the butterflies you felt when Ash slid his arm around your waist and pulled you into his side for a cosy photo pose. Were you actually starting to fall for him, or was it just the baby fever talking? Because damn, that man looked good with a baby in his arms.

When Charlie was almost 12 months old, Alice decided that she wanted to go back to work a few days a week. Charlie would be in childcare for most of the days, but you’d recently adopted a flexible working arrangement with your own office, and you insisted that you would love to look after Charlie for one day a week. The older Charlie got, the more adventurous she became, so what you’d originally envisioned as nice, quiet days of baking and craft activities and napping soon became full of visits to the playground and the beach and the zoo. Once Ashton heard about your regular babysitting day, he insisted on clearing his schedule as best he could, and joined the outings you and Charlie went on. It’s so much easier to cope with her boundless energy (and occasional temper tantrums) when you and Ash are together, and you have to admit it’s just as nice on the quieter days as well, when you snuggle in on your couch to watch a Disney movie, or do some puzzles with Charlie on the lounge room floor. 

When Ashton was back out on tour, he’d insist on FaceTiming with you and Charlie on your babysitting day so he didn’t miss out on all the fun. Sometimes he’d read her a story or sing her a lullaby before naptime, and sometimes the timezones wouldn’t work out and he’d end up calling during naptime, so the two of you just spent a little time catching up on each other’s lives from your opposite sides of the country or the planet. Ashton also loved collecting little souvenirs for Charlie on his touring travels, and your group chat with Alice and James was regularly filled with photos of snow globes or little soft mascot toys he’d found in one city or the next. It was so cute how excited Ashton got when he found a new souvenir for Charlie, and you couldn’t help but imagine how adorable he’d be when he had his own children and carried on little traditions like this for them too. 

One particular weekend, Alice and James were going away overnight to attend a friend’s wedding nearby, and despite their anxiety and nerves (and admittedly, your own), they decided to leave Charlie with you for the night as your house is the main one besides their own that she spends time in. They dropped Charlie off just after lunchtime, and after a teary goodbye, she’s soon happily playing with her toy cars and trains on the lounge room carpet (including making broom-broom noises, what a cutie) when you get an unexpected call from your boss. They’re rambling about a client needing an urgent rewrite on something that you’d submitted the previous day, a pretty sizeable project, and you could feel yourself starting to fill with dread at the idea of having to rework the entire thing while also keeping Charlie happy and entertained. After managing to jot down the gist of the rewrite on the back of a colouring in page you found on your coffee table and ending the call with your boss, you took a deep, calming breath before looking over to where Charlie was still playing on the floor. Sure, she looked content and adorable now, but nap time was fast approaching, and then dinner, and then eventually bedtime, and there was nothing Charlie liked more than stomping her feet and putting up a fight where sleep was involved. It was time to call for help, and your fingers found Ashton’s contact in your phone and hit “call” before you realised what you were doing.

“Hey, how’s it going with my favourite girl?” Ashton answered cheerily, and your heart stopped beating for a moment before you mentally face-palmed when you realised that he was talking about Charlie, not you, being his favourite girl.

“Hey Ash! All good so far, but um… I think I’m going to need some help. My boss is having a crisis, so I need to smash out some edits and new content in the next three hours, but Charlie’s due to go for a nap and you know that she -” You could feel yourself starting to sound more panicked with each word that you spoke, but Ashton quickly cut you off with his soothing voice.

“That she likes to pick a fight at nap time, yes. A truly assertive future world leader on our hands, I reckon. I’m just finishing up a demo, but I’ll be there in 20 minutes. I’ll sort dinner as well, spaghetti sound okay?” He mused, sounding as calm as ever.

“That… would be amazing. Thank you. You’re actually the best human to exist, you know that?” You gushed, feeling some of your anxiety immediately begin to disappear. 

Within half an hour, Ash was in your lounge room handling Charlie’s nap time negotiations while you were furiously typing away at your laptop at the kitchen counter and fielding more frantic phone calls from your boss. Another 20 minutes passed before Ash proclaimed victory as Charlie lost her battle against sleep, and he came to see you in the kitchen and make a start on dinner. You were so lost in your task that you didn’t hear him come in, and you jumped a mile out of your seat in fright when he gently touched your shoulder in greeting.

“Jesus christ, Ash! Don’t sneak up on me like that!” You huffed, taking your glasses off and rubbing your eyes in exhaustion. 

Ashton leaned on the counter opposite you and raised his eyebrows in concern. “Sorry love, didn’t realise you didn’t hear me come in. You good?” 

Damn it, why was he always so nice to you these days? Remember the days when you were scared of him because he used to argue with you about politics and the state of the world? Why did those seem somehow easier because fear was more natural to you than whatever this other feeling was that you were starting to have whenever Ashton was around you. 

You sighed and put your glasses back on, frowning briefly at the screen before hitting save one more time (just in case your bad luck took a turn and fucked you over with lost documents). 

“Yep. Sorry. It’s just been a bit of a day. Did Charlie go down okay?” You forced a smile as you glanced up at Ashton over the top of your laptop screen. 

“Yeah, she gave in once I offered another bedtime singalong. And maybe, juuuust maybe, I might have mentioned something about some sweets after dinner…” Ash looked at you guiltily, licking his lips nervously. You rolled your eyes and shook your head at him, but you couldn’t keep the small smile off your face.

Ashton got started on making spaghetti while you tapped away at your computer, and soon enough you heard Charlie calling out for Ashton in her little sing-song voice on the baby monitor you had set up on the kitchen counter (“Asht-aaaaa! Where are youuuuu! Asht-aaaaa!”). The spaghetti smelled incredible, and when Ashton brought Charlie into the kitchen from her nap and she’d had a little while to play a bit more, you settled at the kitchen table to tuck into some dinner. Well, Charlie was more interested in playing with her food than actually eating it, but yours was delicious and for the third or fourth time that day, you thanked Ash profusely for being such a gem (to which he just gave you one of those dazzling smiles in response).  

After dinner, Ashton took Charlie for a bath and read her a bedtime story while you powered through the final part of the project edits you needed to finish before your boss burst a blood vessel. You could hear Ashton reading to Charlie on the baby monitor, doing all of the different character voices, and her little giggles in response were both breaking and warming your heart. Warming it with the cuteness and how much you loved that little girl and her cheeky soul, and breaking it with the guilt about how it was supposed to be you snuggled up reading to her, but instead you were frantically typing about key messages, marketing strategies and budget lines. You were doing your last section of re-writes when Ash came back into the kitchen, and this time you didn’t jump when he gently placed his hands on your shoulders. In fact, you leaned into his touch, and moaned quietly in relief as his thumbs began to work into the tension in your muscles.

“How’s it going?” Ashton asked quietly, continuing to press his hands into your back and shoulders.

“Almost there. Mostly just proof-reading now, and then I can send it and not fucking think about it for another second until at least Monday. Ash, I’m so sorry again, I know this isn’t what you had in mind for your Friday night and I should’ve been more organised but I just didn’t think that -” You began to ramble, feeling the guilt wash over you.

“Hey, hey. Stop. It’s fine. We’re a team, remember? The dynamic duo? Gotta stick together. We’ve got a whole lifetime of dealing with Charlie meltdowns and milestones ahead of us, love. It’s our job and our blessing, for the rest of forever. Don’t feel guilty over one night.” Ashton said softly, squeezing your shoulders and pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. There were those butterflies again, and your skin was almost burning from where his hands had touched you. You simply nodded at his words, before returning to your laptop and the task at hand. Ashton stepped away and quietly began washing the dishes (honestly, is there anything this man didn’t do?) as you began typing again. 

Finally, about twenty minutes later, you hit send on the email to your boss with the completed rewrites, and shut your laptop with a deep sense satisfaction, letting out a triumphant whisper-yell, mindful of the sleeping child down the hallway from you. Ash looked up from where he was sat on the couch, scrolling on his phone, and rushed over to high-five you when he realised that you’d shut your laptop.

“Right. You go shower and I’ll put the kettle on, then it’s one episode of Sons of Anarchy and then off to bed with you.” Ash began, tugging you out of your seat and pushing you towards your bedroom before you could protest.

“Wait… how did you know I was watching Sons of Anarchy?!” You turned and asked, with one hand on the door to your bedroom.

“I was stalking through your Netflix earlier when you were lost in editing land. Plus, I know you can’t resist a charming male lead who has a killer smile and looks damn good in a leather jacket.” Ash chuckled, shooting you a wink and one of those goddamn smiles. 

You hated to admit it, but you felt so much better after your shower, and having Ash pull your feet up over his lap and absentmindedly run his hands softly across your legs from time to time wasn’t exactly bad either. You stuck to your promise of only one episode of Sons of Anarchy, and after pulling your groaning self up off the couch and jokingly half-carrying you to your bedroom door, Ashton bid you goodnight with a hug and a kiss to the forehead before disappearing into your guest room. 

As you settled into your own bed, alone, and pulled the blankets up over you, you couldn’t help but think how nice it was to have Ash so present with you and with Charlie, and how sweet it would be in the morning to wake up together in the same house and go for breakfast at your favourite little brunch spot down the street, before waiting for James and Alice to return in the early afternoon. It was all your own little family unit, and as you felt yourself being lulled into sleep, you also felt a deep sense of content in your heart about the loved ones in your life. And then also there were those butterflies, just slowly but surely making their presence known, and getting a little bigger every time you thought of Ashton, and how much he loved Charlie, and how much she loved him and you, and how much you loved them both.

Shit. Did you actually love him? Were you falling in love with Ashton Irwin? Before you could panic too much, the need for sleep won out, and you slept peacefully knowing two of your favourite people were also sleeping calmly in the rooms either side of you. 

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We’re heading to Santorini, Greece! On July 7th - July 13th the entire roleplay will be located in Greece for our annual summer trip! Please remember, this event is mandatory. So whether you are on hiatus or not, you must state that your celeb is/was there.

Celebs will be staying at the Santorini Luxury Hotel Ambassador! The Santorini Luxury Hotel Ambassador will have all celebs stay in vaulted suites that have a private pool in each room and a private patio that will enthrall guests with front row seats to the island's world famous sunsets, as well as great panoramic views of the caldera, with villages comprised of traditional white cube houses scattered along the cliff's edge. Guests can sit back and enjoy amenities that include: spas, lounges, bars, indoor and outdoor pools, 5 star restaurants, babysitting, and fitness center. 

Under the cut you will find your roommates! Please know, your roommate is also your SYNC partner for the month of July. That means you will have the entire month (until July 31st at midnight EST) to get a thread done with your partner! Because we are giving the entire month to get this done, everyone is included on the list regardless if they are on hiatus or not. However, those on reduced activity were NOT included. The subject of your thread does not have to be about the Greece trip! Please remember the following:

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Dacre Montgomery and Nick Jonas

Ashley Tisdale and Candice Swanepoel

Winston Duke and Kim Taehyung

Blake Lively and Colby Lopez (Seth Rollins)

Connor Franta and Anthony Mackie

Pierce Brosnan and Brandon Flynn

Keanu Reeves and Zendaya Coleman

Charlotte Flair and Gigi Hadid

Matt Bomer and Emma Stone

Melissa Benoist and Taylor Swift

Harry Styles and Zac Efron

Nina Dobrev and Nikolaj Coster-Waldau

Joe Jonas and Michael B. Jordan

Shawn Mendes and Meryl Streep

Dylan Minnette and Ryan Higa

Priyanka Chopra and Paul Wesley

Shay Mitchell and Suzy Berhow

Charlie Hunnam and Minatozaki Sana

Selena Gomez and Dianna Agron

Ben Barnes and Hirai Momo

Jesse Lingard and Ashley Benson

Margot Robbie and Kim Dahyun

Sophia Bush and David Dobrik

Sophie Turner and Brie Larson

Lauren Jauregui and Bebe Rexha

Adam Levine and Evan Rachel Wood

Kristine Froseth and Kendall Jenner

Beth Behrs and Adelaide Kane

Naomi Scott and Arin Hanson

Jeremy Jordan and Kelley O'Hara

Khloe Kardashian and Jerome Flynn

Perrie Edwards and Nikki Bella

Jon Hamm and Mark Fischbach

Rami Malek and Jeon Jeongguk

Natalia Dyer and Jesse Lee Soffer

Brendon Urie and Zoey Deutch

Aubrey Plaza and Scarlett Johansson

Kim Seokjin and Park JungSoo (Leeteuk)

Aaron Tveit and Christopher Gorham

Ashton Irwin and Normani Kordei

Emma Watson and Jung Hoseok

Hailey Baldwin and Cara Delevingne

Kit Harington and Jade Chynoweth

Kim Hyuna and Bella Hadid

Tessa Thompson and Emilia Clarke

Camila Cabello and Becky Lynch

Armie Hammer and Chris Hemsworth

Richard Madden and Jade Thirlwall

Sebastian Stan and Demi Lovato

Sam Claflin and Maisie Williams

Keith Duffy and Byun Baekhyun

Luke Hemmings and Chloe Bennet

Kate Middleton and Alex Morgan

Marzia Bisognin and Michael Clifford

Timothée Chalamet and Lights Poxleitner

Hunter Hayes and Leighton Meester

Mena Massoud and Rihanna

Lee Chaerin (CL) and Ansel Elgort

Jake Gyllenhaal and Fergal Devitt

Dylan O'Brien and Adria Arjona

Lily Singh and Madelaine Petsch

Danneel Harris and Park Chanyeol

Park Jimin and Maryse Mizanin

Chris Evans and Niall Horan

Gal Gadot and Jensen Ackles

Ariana Grande and Kim Nanjoon

Takumi Kizuckson and Marina Diamandis

Bill Skarsgard and James Rodriguez

Nathan Sharp and Sarah Drew

Dove Cameron and Jennifer Morrison

Maia Mitchell and Kim Yongsun (Solar)

Vanessa Hudgens and Saoirse Ronan

Miles Heizer and Kristen Bell

Debby Ryan and Dan Avidan

Jared Padalecki and Pedro Pascal

Jennifer Lawrence and Max Thieriot

Zayn Malik and Jesy Nelson

Kehlani Parrish and Min Yoongi

Behati Prinsloo and Daisy Ridley

Joe Keery and Tyler Posey

Lucas Wong and Jeremy Irvine 

Jennie Kim and Karlie Kloss

Carlos Valdes and Brie Bella

Liza Koshy and Jackson Wang

Seán McLoughlin (Jacksepticeye) and Chyler Leigh

Florence Pugh and Kim Jisoo

Lee Donghae and Bae Joohyun

Alex Fitzalan and Kang Seulgi

Lea Michele and Troye Sivan

Gina Rodriguez and Kim Heechul

Katherine Langford & Louis Tomlinson 

Kathryn Newton and Camila Mendes

Taika Waititi and Christen Press

Marcus Rashford and Maya Hawke

Jessica Chastain and Joe Dempsie

#hollywoodfameevent #hollywoodfamesync

[loladiamond01]

50 Questions Tag

Hey there, so I thought I can’t ignore this forever, and so I’m going to do the rest of the things I was tagged for. First, the 50 questions tag, for which I was tagged by @thesimperiuscurse​ quite some time ago. I decided to do this for Shari since we haven’t seen her in a while, plus she’s rather... uh... complex, so it might be interesting.

How old is your Sim? As of the latest, 19th, chapter, she is 34.

When is your Sim’s birthday? July 4th.

What is your Sim’s zodiac sign? Ironically, both she and Ron are cancers. *coughs suggestively*

What is your Sim’s ethnicity? American, though I do not talk much about it in the story.

Does your sim have any nicknames? Shari. Tiny Shari sometimes (I think @thesimperiuscurse once used it in reference to her, I liked it, and it kind of stuck).

Do they have a job? Technically, she’s a cartoonist, and has even released a couple books with her drawings. But no, she doesn’t have a “real” job, in terms of having set work hours, being forced to get up in the morning, etc.

Where does your Sim live? She currently lives in Appaloosa Plains.

Who does your Sim live with? She lives with her husband, John, and their three children, oldest James and twins – Jasmine and Justin.

What environment did your sims grow up in? She grew up in a loving environment. Although her mom, Candy, was technically a single mother, Shari was surrounded by many other adults she treated like family – “uncles” Reggie, Frank and Waylon, and “aunt” Hailey. And of course, she grew up with Ron and Becca (her peers), and two years older Clint. But throughout the years, she’d grown more and more jealous of the fact that everyone had a father except her. She deeply believed in importance of a traditional family dynamic, even to the point of feeling sorry for Clint for growing up without a mother.

What is your Sim’s favorite food? She loves sweets, and especially chocolate. She can eat a whole bar (or a couple of them) by herself when she’s stressed, which is often.

What is your Sim’s favorite drink? Shari loves tea. She often prepares herself the melissa one because she’s trying to convince herself it will calm her down during anxiety attacks (which it really doesn’t).

If they have one, what is your Sim’s favorite color? She doesn’t really have a favorite, though she started wearing a lot of red because of Ron (and the fact he connects red to her due to his synesthesia), and has gotten so used to it, she still unconsciously buys a lot of red clothes.

Does your Sim believe in any clichés (love at first sight)? She doesn’t necessarily believe in love at first sight, but she does believe in destiny, and that everyone’s fate is known before they are born.

What is your Sim’s sexuality? Straight.

What is your Sim’s gender identity? Female.

Is your Sim type A or type B? It’s hard to tell because she’s quantities connected with both – gets stressed easily, is impulsive, over-emotional, but definitely not a high-achiever.

Is your Sim introverted or extroverted? Introverted.

What is your Sim’s favourite woohoo position? In a way, she treats sex like a way to feel less alone, so she would pick anything that lets her feel it on a spiritual level. She particularly enjoys face to face positions with a lot of tight hugging, like the basket pose. But she doesn’t usually voice her preference and lets the partner decide because she’s desperate for just about any physical contact.

Is your Sim a pet person? She adores pets of all kinds, and can’t pick a favorite. She had always wanted a dog as a child, and was excited when her husband brought a rescued puppy home. Now, as she lives in the country, she feeds a lot of stray cats, dogs, and has also learned horse-riding.

Does your Sim have a best friend? She used to be very close to Becca when she was still alive. Now that she’s mostly distanced herself from all her past acquaintances, she doesn’t really have friends anymore.

What is/ was your Sim’s favorite school subject? Art.

Is/ was your sim a high, mid or low achiever in school? She was a low achiever because she was always too focused on her drawings to pay attention during classes.

Are they planning to go or have they already been to college? She studied fine arts for a short period of time, but then dropped out.

What are your Sim’s political beliefs (if they have them)? Shari is an ignorant when it comes to politics, and not once has she even considered voting, nor is she interested in what’s going on in the world.

What is one thing your Sim wants to do before they die? She wants to come clean to her husband, and admit she’s cheated on him multiple times with many other men.

Does your Sim have a favourite TV show (cable) and/ or movie? She doesn’t really watch TV.

Is your Sim a Netflix viewer? She doesn’t watch any series either. She once tried, but came to a conclusion that people there either seem too happy, or, in the dramatic ones, so sad she gets more depressed than she normally is.

Does your Sim like books? Not traditional books, but she loves comics, and likes to do fanart sometimes.

Does your Sim enjoy video games, if so, what is their favorite one, and do they play on PC or console? She used to play on console with Ron, Becca and Clint as a teenager, but she doesn’t do that anymore.

What is your Sim’s personal style? She wears girly clothes in bright colors. When she was younger, she sometimes liked experimenting with more risqué clothing and make up, but has grown out of it. She also loves flower themes, and midi skirts.

Does your Sim have a lucky charm? That would be the bracelet given to her by Ron on their anniversary. More about it in this post.

Is your Sim religious? Not really, but she believes that there exists something out there that’s going to eventually punish her for all the wrong she’s done, like cheating, which she feels extremely guilty about, but has no plans of stopping.

What kind of music does your Sim listen to and who is their favorite artist? She doesn’t listen to music with lyrics, only relaxation music to calm herself down during anxiety attacks. She loves when there are birds or sea sounds included.

Is your Sim a festive person? If so, what’s their favorite holiday? She doesn’t care much for holidays. Usually, her anxiety increases during Christmas when she has to leave the house and shop in a crowd.

What is your Sim’s favorite type of weather? She loves when the sun’s shining. It makes her a bit happier.

Does your Sim prefer to start fights or finish them? She avoids conflict at all cost. So, most likely, she will burst out crying and apologize even if she’s not actually guilty. Thankfully, she and John don’t argue often because he’s very peaceful by nature.

Does your Sim have a dream job? She doesn’t really know what she wants out of life. There was a time when she wanted to be a praised artist but now she feels nauseous at the prospect of being overwhelmingly famous.

Does your Sim have any siblings? She’s an only child, though she used to think of Becca as her sister.

Does your Sim get along with their family? She used to be very close to her mother, and all her extended family (not related to her by blood, but she thought of them as such), but now she’s distanced herself from them, so she isn’t anymore.

What is your Sim’s favourite hobby? Drawing.

What does your Sim look for in a romantic partner? She has never had a healthy relationship. Her marriage with John was a way of escaping from unfinished business with Ron, and she wanted someone who’d provide for her. All she’s done after that have been hook-ups with no emotional attachment.

What is a secret about your Sim? She has a calendar in which she notes down the dates and names of all the people she’s cheated on John with.

What is a wish your Sim has? She wants to die, but is too afraid to commit a suicide in fear she’ll get punished in the afterlife.

What is a flaw your Sim has? Her fear of rejection, which prevents her from building up a proper relationship with anyone.

How do others generally perceive your Sim? As shy, insecure, reserved and vulnerable.

Does your Sim have a greatest achievement? If so, what is it? She’s become quite well-known on the internet because of her comics. She was even invited to take part in a meet and greet to talk with her fans and sign her comics, but she didn’t go due to her anxiety.

If they have one, what is your Sim’s greatest regret? She deeply regrets breaking up with Ron, even though she continuously tries to convince herself it was a good decision.

Does your sim have a favorite emoji? ♥ – a heart, which she not only uses in her conversations with John and her children, but also the men she hooks up with. She often prefers it over actual words because she tends to overanalyzes her text to the point she doesn’t know what to say anymore, and then panics that the person on the other side will get mad for her at leaving them hanging.

Does your Sim use Simstagram? If so what’s their @? She shares her comics on @sharistinydoodles (it’s not an actual username, don’t check, lol).

What is the last text your Sim sent (and who did they text)? “♥” in response to John’s message that he’ll be home in half an hour.

#shari's so messed up #i should really tag this post with like #tw: anxiety #or sth? #i mean i guess it can be quite triggering for some reading it #but sadly that's her #with her many many issues #anyway hope that was interesting #and sorry for the delay in responding to this #but you know the drill i was feeling drained etc. etc. #sharicka dawkings #shari dawkings #sharicka blake #shari blake #neverdoitagain #next one i'm going to do is carys' in-depth one #and i'm going to do it for britt #i'm stressed #now you're gonna see the real one with flat characters

[theswiftarmy]

#6 - A Helicopter Ride To Oak Felder’s Spaceship

“Well, this is great, Taylor and that swift attorney of hers now have even more leverage to use against us to get Taylor’s masters.”  Scooter sneered.

           “I miss Sushi.”

           “You can get more when we land.”  Scooter said back.

           “My cat.  Scootsy B, not the food.  I’m actually pretty full, which is surprising, because usually sushi doesn’t always fill you up.  You know?”

           The Carlyle Lawyer met eyes with Justin.  I know exactly what you mean he thought. They mentally agreed.

“Why did you have your cat in the office anyway?”

           “It was bring your cat to the office day, Scooter! Remember?  Last time I brought Tuna, so this time, it was Sushi’s turn.” He sent a quick text to Hailey to give her the news on Sushi.  At least Tuna was still safe with Hailey.  For now…  

The moment Justin pushed the tiny icon to send his text message to Hailey he immediately received another.  It was a message from Ed Sheeran offering to take Tuna to a safe place.  “That’s weird.”

“What?” Scooter asked.

“Ed just asked if he could come get Tuna.”

“Maybe he’s just asking you for a can of tuna?”  Scooter shrugged.  “To make a tuna sandwich?”  He offered. Everyone but Scott shrugged.

“Don’t reply to him.”  Scott said in a very Jeff Goldblum-ish way.  Someone had to be that Jeff Goldblum voice of reason, and Jeff isn’t here at the moment, so Scott got the gig.

Justin looked up from his phone, “But why not?  Ed is totally cool with me I really don’t think—Whoa.  This is even weirder.  He just sent me a little heart, and a cat emoji out of the blue.”

“It’s a phish.” Scott said unsympathetically.  Again with the Jeff G voice.

“No, Tuna is my cat, not a fish.”  Bieber responded.  No one responded back.

“They’re trying to figure out where we plan to land.”  The Carlyle Group legal rep eventually added.  

Scott nodded in his direction.  “Precisely.”

Scooter lost his patience.  “This is ridiculous!  I mean, all this over, what… Some music?  Guys, IT is JUST music!  This is crazy.”

Scott turned and locked eyes with Scooter.

“You don’t know what you’ve bought, Scooter, do you?” He said in a very serious tone, a Jeff Goldblum serious tone.  The corporate helicopter engines and blades hummed away in the background as they flew through the air.  The cabin of the helicopter felt like a war room now.  The cutting edge modified Bell 525 Relentless was custom built, a boardroom like interior, extra long flight range with multiple tanks of gas.  They sat in fancy seating facing one another with wide views through the windows of the world outside, this big machine was a traveling fortress and a businessperson’s dream.  From up here, one could keep a whole company going, even if it were under siege.

“Well, I mean, is there something you’re not telling me, Scott?”

Scott closed his eyes, meditated for a moment, “It’s more than just music, it’s so much more than you even know, Big Machine is… something special…”

           “Spare me the story, you told me that when you sold me the label.  Remember? And I ran the numbers, liked what I saw… He was there.”  The legal rep nodded.

           Scott opened his eyes and his gaze became hypnotic. “Taylor’s catalog is… something special… Taylor Swift’s catalog is REALLY special.  More than you could even know.”

           “Yes.”  Scooter stared at Scott incredulously.  “It’s catchy music that sells!  It sells REALLY well, that’s WHY I bought your label.  That’s all it is!”  He threw his hands in the air, “Catchy songs!  That’s how we make a living, Scott.  We make fun little musical hooks that people can’t get enough of, catchy songs that people listen to and dance to over and over again… THEY have a good time and WE make money—”

           “Oh, Scooter, catchy songs?  That’s cute.  Yes, that’s cute, Scooter.  I’ll say it again.“  He paused to stress every word.  “You, don’t, know what you’ve bought, DO you?”

           “Okay Scott,” Scooter sat back in his chair, “Enlighten me.  Enlighten all of us here.  Because, to me, it was just a business transaction, I bought some catchy music recorded on hard disk; I bought ownership of melody, notes combined with chords that people enjoy. They listen to it in the morning at the gym, on their way to work or school, maybe afterwards to unwind, have a good time, or dance the night away! I bought MASTERS.  IT. IS. JUST. BUSINESS.  If I didn’t buy Taylor Swift’s masters, then what exactly did you sell me, Scott?”

           Scott smiled and sat back in his seat.

“You guys never figured it out, did you?  All those catchy Taylor Swift songs, every time you sang along, and you never figured it out?”

“Figured what out, Scott Borchetta, figured WHAT out?”  Scooter Braun grew impatient.  “WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO HAVE FIGURED OUT!?!?”

Scott stared through the window of the hovering helicopter moving slowly away from the Big Machine offices, a giant Taylor Swift banner had been dropped over the front hanging from the roof and extending all the way to the street, the same concerned facial expression he had just a short time ago looking out that now covered office window returned.

“Have either of you ever heard of a Porter Pyramid?”  he looked over at the Carlyle lawer and then back to Justin and Scooter.

“What on earth are you talking about Scott!  A pyramid?  Like, Egypt? What does that have to do with anything? You’ve lost your mind.  Heck, I feel like I’VE lost MY mind.  What on Earth is going on right now, you know? We’re flying through the air in what might as well be a military grade corporate helicopter after nearly having lost our lives at the hands of a bunch of obsessed Taylor Swift fans!”

“Bill Porter.”  Scott repeated, again in that smooth Jeff Goldblum voice.  “He worked in RCA Studio B, in Nashville, Tennessee from 1959 to 1964.”

“Are you even listening to me Scott?  What does this have to do with anything?”  Braun turned to Bieber.  “I’m talking about a life or death situation here, and he’s talking about pyramids.”  

Justin shrugged.

Scott laughed.  “Do you want to know what you’ve bought, or not?”

Scooter fell silent.  “Fine.” He shook his head, “Sure, whatever.”

“Bill Porter.  He created something called a Porter Pyramid. ”

Scooter rolled his eyes then nodded begrudgingly.  “Annnd…”

“It was nothing more than a piece of fiberglass cut in the shape of a triangle, and hung from the ceiling using a string.  He made a bunch of these and put them around the studio.  They changed the resonant modes the room naturally created.  He was a true audio engineer pioneer.”  Scott paused for a moment to make sure he had Scooter and Justin’s full attention before he continued, “Basically, they SHAPED sound.  Frequencies captured by the microphone were different with the Porter Pyramids installed.  Bill Porter considered the studio's acoustics problematic, with resonant room modes creating an uneven frequency response.  Through careful experimentation he found spots in the room where resonant modes were minimal—”

“Wait, wait, stop, stop, okay?”  Scooter interrupted.  He sat a little closer to the edge of his cabin seat, intrigued. “Interesting stuff and all with the music history lesson, but can we skip ahead to the part where Taylor’s masters come in to all of this?”

Scott waited a few seconds, and continued unfazed, “What he didn’t tell anyone, was that shortly after he took the job in June of 1959, he was mixing a song called The Three Bells.  While editing the master to be sent to New York for pressing, Porter accidentally hit the wrong controls on the tape recorder and stretched the tape at the beginning of the song, this distorted the pitch.  Without telling anyone, he spliced in a different take with a good intro at the beginning, and sent that version instead.”

“Oh snap!”  Justin exclaimed.

           “What he ALSO didn’t tell anyone, was that he made recordings during his resonant room modes experiments.  One of those recording contained nothing more than silence in the empty room.  The sound of a blank space.  He didn’t note on the recording where the microphone was placed, or the arrangement of the Porter Pyramids within the room.  All we know, is it was recorded at RCA Studio B at some point between 1959 and 1964. We have strong suspicion it was actually recorded the same morning that Elvis recorded the song ‘Are You Lonesome Tonight?’  Elvis recorded the song at the request of his manager Colonel Tom Parker, at Four AM on April Fourth, the studio was completely dark while the recording took place. This recording may have been made right after that.  It may not have been his first, though, we have reason to believe he made a secret earlier recording for Elvis when RCA acquired his recording contract.” He looked over at the legal rep, “He might have been experimenting as early as maybe 1950? He graduated high school in 1949, studied electronics at the University of Tennessee and served in the US army reserves in the early part of the 1950s.  Chuck Berry, Alan Freed… Rock and Roll, it was all about to happen—”

“Okay.  Wait hold up, why would someone keep a recording of an empty room?”  Justin asked. “If it was for experimenting with microphone placement to record at Four in the morning, then why would you keep it? If you figured out how to make the recordings sound right, why keep a recording… of nothing?”

Scott looked around the interior of the flying boardroom aboard the Bell 525 helicopter cabin, first at Scooter, and then back to Justin, his face very serious, “I wondered that too.  I found the tape I’m referring to at the bottom of a box of used studio equipment that I had purchased from a close friend when I first founded Big Machine Label Group.  Not having the proper equipment to play it back on, I set it aside.  During Taylor’s first recording session, she saw it and inquired about it.  It had Bill Porter’s name on it and was simply labeled ‘Easter Egg’.  Taylor was obsessed with knowing what was on the old tape, so I made a few calls, and was able to borrow a machine to play it back on. We went personally to pick the machine up.  We brought it back to the studio and set it up.  She was more excited than a kid on Christmas morning.  Of course, when we finally played the tape back… Nothing. Just the sound of a empty room.”

“Weird.”  Scooter and Justin commented in unison from the edge of their seats.

“We sat there in the studio at Big Machine and listened to the whole tape, ready to hear a piece of Nashville history.  But Taylor and I heard nothing, a whole lot of nothing.  When it finished, we rewound the tape, and listened to it again. A little way into our second listen we forgot we were even listening and felt… Strange.  You remember that scene in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, when Grandpa Joe and Charlie sampled the Fizzy Lifting Drinks?  It’s just before the ‘Goose with the Golden Egg’ scene.”

Scooter and Justin shook their heads yes, completely captivated.  “It was THAT feeling.  Floating, almost drunk on something.  Drunk on something stronger than drinks at the bar. That’s how I describe it, and it’s what Taylor would probably say now if you asked her. Her word for it then was ‘wonky’… It reminded me of something out of the Willy Wonka movie.  Right after that feeling, came another, all of a sudden—and this is going to sound odd, but the best way I can describe it is that my ears had… hunger pangs.  As though, you want to hear a sound or melody SO BAD, that ‘Easter Egg’ sound made you WANT sound, NEED to hear music.  Almost, like, as you listened to it, you longed for a melody, for notes to hear anything in your ear—And as soon as you heard music, you would then feel relaxed, hypnotic. Satiated.  Some kind of sonic fullness is the best I could guess at the time—Like the end of Thanksgiving dinner.  Taylor shouted out, ‘I NEED to play something.  ANYTHING.  I NEED to hear music!’.  I shook my head swiftly yes… The craving for music was undeniable, absolutely unbearable. We couldn’t take it any longer.  Taylor dove for her guitar and began to strum a few chords and sing a few notes, she then sang a song she had recently written, Tim McGraw.”

Scott wiped his eye, the beginning of a tear.  “I couldn’t take it.  It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.  It sent shivers down my spine.  Taylor actually started to cry and teardrops fell on her guitar.  We wouldn’t know at the time, but it was that Bill Porter sound that did it to us.  And I immediately said it sounded like the best song I’d ever heard, so I hit record on the studio system and she played and sang.  What we didn’t realize until after we finished recording Taylor’s song was that the Bill Porter Easter Egg tape had been playing in the background the whole time.  That old recording was now in the background of her new take.  The Porter tape eventually ended—it wasn’t until the old reel-to-reel tape ran out with a startling sputtering noise, we had completely forgotten it was even there.  When Taylor finished her take we played back the impromptu recording.  Then we listened to it again and another time. We both almost cried as we listened to that very first recording of her song ‘Tim McGraw’.  It was just, good.  I mean, it sounded like heaven was opening the gates for our ears, for just a moment, to give us a glimpse.  Then Taylor looked at me and said, ‘I don’t know who this Bill Porter guy is but he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar, the only thing that keeps me wishing on a star, he's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do.’ That’s how it felt to me too. Taylor just kept saying that over and over again. How it was the song in the car, the one you can’t stop singing and don’t know why.”

Scott stopped for a moment, he was transported back to where it all began, before all of this fighting, “After playing the song for a few friends, they too became… Oddly obsessed with it as well.  And then, we all did.  I think we listened to it—my God, maybe a hundred times in a row?  It completely took me off guard; I’d never seen, or heard, anything like this in all my years in the music industry.  So, we recorded another song, but this time, it didn’t get quite the same reaction.  We recorded a third, it too was good, but still missing something.  Taylor went back and listened to that first take, she listened to it again and again, finally, it clicked what we did different, she was the first to figure it out.  She said, ‘I think it has something to do with that mysterious room noise tape that was playing in the background… The Easter Egg noise.’  She was right, I don’t know how she figured that out, but she was spot on. Whatever it was, it added something special to the mix, it was like something out of Willy Wonka’s factory. Candy for your ears.  We promptly hooked up the borrowed antique reel-to-reel tape machine to a direct input recording device that was connected to the high end pro audio studio equipment, hit record on the digital studio recording system, and pushed play on the small machine, the tape spun up, and the meters went off the charts, just as Taylor’s music soon would.  I mean, the VU meter kept slamming against the peg!  Something was definitely there.  The meters kept peaking, I tried to turn the signal level down, I was thinking it would distort or overload, but it’s hard to engineer a sound you can’t hear.  

Every time I fiddled, the signal changed itself, so I just let Bill Porter take the wheel and drive.  When it finished, we had ourselves the only high-resolution isolated pristine copy of that track. Whatever this Easter Egg gift from Bill Porter was, it was ours now, it was Taylor’s, it was no longer part of that small machine, it was part of Big Machine Records.  We played the song back, and waited for the wonky feeling to kick in, unsure if we would feel it again, but we sure as heck did, the feeling kicked in with the digital master, just the same as the vintage tape recording. Taylor recorded her songs again. She re-recorded the songs that didn’t get quite the response that the first song did.  When we mastered the tracks, we added Porter’s sound to the master track in the background, you couldn't hear it, but it was there. Presto!  They couldn’t get enough of it.  Taylor and I had struck gold.  We felt like the Elvis was back!  Like we were sitting there that night on the Fourth of April at Four AM in the morning, we were back in the 60s, 1960 to be eact, RCA Studio B with Bill Porter himself at the controls and Elvis in the studio.  The man with the golden ear, Bill Porter, was here.”

“Wow.  This is unbelievable.”  Justin said in disbelief.  

“Yeah, I have to agree with Bieber.  That can’t be real.”  Scooter remarked after struggling for words. “That’s a lot to take in.  Basically, you’re telling me that Taylor Swift’s music has a secret undetectable sound added to the mix, like some kind of catnip for your ears, that you found on some obscure old studio tape labeled ‘Easter Egg’ and that’s the reason why all her Swifties are obsessed with her music—and with her?”

“But is it so hard to believe?  Look what happened with Elvis fans… How about Beatlemania?”  Scott offered.

“But how does it even work?” Justin asked.

“Your guess is as good as mine.”  Scott replied.

“It just doesn’t seem plausible.” Justin said, still skeptical. “Like, cool story bro, you know? But…  Sonically laced tunes that turn you into a Taylor Swift addict? Like she’s dealing pop songs to junkies who just can’t get enough and do whatever she wants to get more?  The sugar candy high of riding a Taylor Swift music ride.”

“Let me ask you this, Justin, let’s say it was plausible, let’s say for the sake of argument, that you had the ability to command your fans at your will? They would follow your every word—do anything you asked.  What would you do with that?  Humor me.”

“Well, I mean, my fans already do that.  But, you’re talking if I could steal fans at will, through some kind of mind altering way?  Like they wouldn’t have a choice but to listen to my music? As soon as they heard one of my fresh hot beats?  It would be stuck in their head, on repeat?”

“Exactly.”  Scott confirmed.

“Well” Justin thought.  “If I’ve got three wishes, the first wish would be to get more wishes.  Right?  So, I’d go on some nationally televised program and play my stuff to as many people as I possibly could that would listen to…”  He trailed off. “…listen to It.” He finished saying in a quiet voice.

“Nail.  On. The. Head.” Scott said.

“The American Music Awards!”  Bieber shouted out.

Scott said nothing, his reply was a single nod.

Justin continued his thought, “She wants to play her whole back catalogue, so people will go back and listen to it all again.  And then they’ll hear that Wonka thing and go on a Porter Pyramid trip! Pyramids… She’s like a modern day Pharaoh.  So THAT is why she was playing one of her old songs on the live stream earlier and singing over it!”

“Precisely.”  Scott leaned forward in his seat,  “Her new stuff, Lover, doesn’t have the Easter Egg in it.  She needs as many people as possible to listen to her old stuff in order to keep them under her… control, for lack of a better term.  The more followers she has, the easier it will be to get the old masters from us and obtain the Easter Egg track for use in new material.  It’s a war of numbers.  If everyone is on her side, we won’t have anyone on ours.  Those masters are as good as hers.  She will be Pharaoh, if we can’t stop her.”

“Wow.  This is unbelievable.  And not like that song ‘Unbelievable’ from the 90s, which is actually a pretty cool song. This is just, unbelievable.”

“Ed Sullivan show!”  Scooter interjected.  “The Beatles made their first appearance as a nationally televised event.”

“Indeed.”

“But what’s the connection?  Did The Beatles ever record with Porter?”

“That part is somewhat hazy.  We know that Porter was connected to Elvis and RCA.  But just before Elvis worked with Porter, he was in Germany for 2 years in the army.  Right around the same time as Elvis, The Beatles were playing clubs in Germany too. It’s entirely possible we don’t have things exactly right.  From the research, it seems as though perhaps somehow the sound initially came from some early recording Elvis did and Bill simply reconstructed it.  A cleaner, better, much more potent version—But we just keep coming back to that night, April Fourth, at Four Am, when they recorded in the dark with the studio pitch black.”

“You keep saying WE.  How many people know about this?”

“Well…” He pointed to the Carlyle guy.

“Okay.  Who else?”

“We think Max Martin may have figured out a variation of it.  It’s not nearly as effective as Porter’s though.”

“That would explain Britney Spears.” Scooter thought for a second. “And the Swiftian alliance with Kesha’s Animals and Katy Perry’s KatyCats.”

“That’s what I was thinking too.”  Scott confirmed.

“So that’s why Katy Perry’s version of Dark Horse went to the top of the charts, while the other one remained virtually unknown.”

Scooter nodded again.

“This is real.  I mean, like, REALLY real.”  Scooter said. His face turned pale.  “We’re being manipulated through music!”

Bieber sat up in his seat, “You know it’s only a matter of time until this gets out there.  You know that right?  I mean, Harry Potter was only able to keep his stuff secret for so long before everyone was all, LOOK, he’s a wizard!”

“Really Bieber?”  Scooter said.

“What?  I’m a Harry Potter fan!”  Scott and Scooter tossed Bieber a look. “Okay, from the guy who just said ‘Really real’ just… whatever.  Listen, you two keep discussing what to do about Hermione Granger gone rouge while I check in with the captain and lieutenants of my Beliebers to see where those masters are…”  He pulled out his phone and between tapping buttons.

“So what happened between you two anyway?  I mean, why are you here, on this helicopter with me, while Taylor’s out there assembling an army?  Why are we even having this conversation, why did you even sell Big Machine?  Why not just keep things the way they were, keep turning out Taylor hits, keep the Swiftie train on track.  Take over the world…”

Scott sighed.  He said nothing.   He looked out the window, Big Machine Label Group now a speck in the distance. Lovers, haters, and art all have the ability to betray you.

“That army isn’t for me, Scooter.”

“Then who is it for?”

“You.”  Scott narrowed his eyes.  “It’s your blood she wants.  As long as you’re master of her masters, she won’t stop coming after you, she’ll never stop.”

“Why am I the bad guy here?”  He clinched his fists.  “No, I know what this is, I’m the fall guy for this!  That’s what this is!  This is a setup.”

“No.”  The Carlyle lawyer added flatly.

Scott looked down to the floor.  “You were just more… Able to handle our situation with Taylor.”

“Situation?”  Scooter asked, his voice becoming shaky.  “What situation?  You mean there’s more to this?”

Scott shifted his gaze to the Carlyle lawyer then back to Scooter. “Have you heard the lyrics to her song ‘Look What You Made Me Do?’  ‘I’m sorry, the old Taylor can’t come to the phone right now. Why?  Oh, because she’s…’”

“Speaking of situations, guys—” Justin interrupted.  “I’ve kind of got a situation here myself.”

“What’s going on?  Are her masters safe?”  Scooter said worriedly shifting nervously in his seat.

“I don’t know—Wait, my chats are jammed, I can’t send a message back!”

The cabin occupants inside the sophisticatedly elegant interior of the flashy corporate helicopter shared simultaneous shivers down their spines.

“I’m being spammed!  It’s all hearts and cat emojies.”

“Swifties.”  Scott surmised.

“Where are the masters?!?!” Scooter howled.

“I don’t know.  It was an ambush!  My Beliebers captain and his two lieutenants had them safely stowed in a military grade stainless steel carrying case.  We were on a secure private group chat just discussing the situation.  They indicated that they were on their way to a new location because the original location was crawling with Swiftie scouts—the next message said they had been sneak attacked!  Without any other option Taylor’s masters were handed off to two undercover Arianators acting as spotters.  The last message said he thinks the Arinators have them.  Then the Swiftie spammers took over the group chat and he went offline.”

Scott spoke smoothly.  “If the Swifties have them, it’s over.  But… If the Arianators managed to take possession we might still have a chance here.”

“Okay, so where do we go from here?”  Scooter sat, palms sweaty.  His heart beating fast—This was not what he signed up for when he agreed to purchase Big machine Label Group.

“Wait.  I think I know. “  Justin said coolly.  “Ariana Grande wouldn’t risk keeping them.  But there is someone else she would trust.  Someone of reason, and sound mind, someone who truly wouldn’t take sides until he had all the facts, and could make a sound moral choice.”

“Who?”  Scooter asked.

“Oak.  Oak Felder.”

“Oak Felder.  Of course!“ Scott opened a small seatbelt cover beside him pulling the seatbelt over him and clicking in.  “Boys… Buckle up!  We’re going to find Felder.  With any luck, Taylor’s masters are safely on their way to Oak’s studio.  Roads?  Where we’re going, we don’t need roads.  Because we’re in a helicopter!”

Everyone shook their heads.

“Great Scott.  That’s great.”  Scooter said. He was not amused.

“Oh come on, that was gold!”

“Let’s just get to Oak Felder, before Taylor’s Swifties do.  Okay?”  Scooter’s stomach was doing back flips.

The helicopter accelerated to full flight speed onwards and upwards, to Oak Felder’s studio—The Spaceship.

@taylorswift @justinbieber

#taylor swift #oak felder #justin bieber #elvis #easteregghunt #easter egg

[tabloidtoc]

Us, February 24

Cover: Jessica Biel and Justin Timberlake living a lie 

Page 4: Who Wore It Best? Adria Arjona vs. Keltie Knight vs. Juliette Lewis vs. Bebe Rexha

Page 6: Loose Talk -- Jared Leto on pic with Jake Gyllenhaal and Liam Hemsworth, Cardi B, Madonna, Jenny McCarthy, Lizzo on Beyonce 

Page 8: Contents

Page 11: Oscars 2020 -- Brad Pitt 

Page 14: Diane Keaton and Keanu Reeves, Margot Robbie and Leonardo DiCaprio, Florence Pugh and Scarlett Johansson, Rita Wilson and Tom Hanks 

Page 15: Charlize Theron and her mom Gerda Jacoba Aletta Maritz, Joaquin Phoenix and Todd Philipps, Chrissy Teigen and John Legend, Janelle Monae and Billy Porter 

Page 16: Oscars -- Behind the Scenes

Page 18: Miley Cyrus and brother Trace Cyrus at the Tom Ford show in LA, Cody Simpson at the e1972 show in NYC, Justin Bieber and Hailey Bieber ahead of his Saturday Night Live gig, Rihanna 

Page 19: Jennifer Aniston presented her longtime publicist Stephen Huvane with an award, Ariana Grande guest-stars on Jim Carrey’s show Kidding, The Film Independent Awards -- Jennifer Lopez, Olivia Wilde and Jon Hamm, Olivia Wilde and Katie Silberman and Billie Lourd and Beanie Feldstein and Kaitlyn Dever 

Page 22: Paris Hilton, Kyle and Samantha Busch, Demi Moore and Rumer Willis, Lana Condor and Noah Centineo 

Page 23: Camille Kostek and Olivia Culpo and Kate Bock, Matt Bomer and Jessica Biel 

Page 24: Stars They’re Just Like Us -- Jude Law hails a cab, Lady Gaga lifting free weights, Diane Keaton snaps a pic of a mural in Manhattan 

Page 25: Hailey Bieber feeds the meter, Pete Davidson at a New York Rangers game 

Page 26: Love Lives -- Heidi Klum is leaving Valentine’s Day up to her husband Tom Kaulitz 

Page 27: Bobby Berk is so busy he doesn’t have a lot of quality time with husband Dewey Do, Billie Lourd says Halsey and Evan Peters are the coolest couple 

Page 28: Hollywood Dads -- Aaron Paul on being a dad 

Page 30: Hot Hollywood -- Johnny Depp vs. Amber Heard -- he said, she said

Page 31: Prince Harry revealed at a Miami conference that he goes to therapy and it’s helped him open up about his emotions instead of brushing them under the rug unlike brother Prince William,Tyrell -- a new Games of Thrones prequel musical-parody heads to London, VIP Scene -- Eva Longoria (pictured), Justin Theroux, Tea Leoni and Tim Daly, Billy Crystal, Rumer Willis, Jennifer Lopez, Taylor Swift, Gigi Gorgeous, Martha Stewart 

Page 32: Kelly Clarkson has hit a sweet spot in her career but raising kids is her hardest job of all, these celebs on Valentine’s Day -- Pamela Anderson and Jon Peters called it quits via text message, Lady Gaga and Michael Polanksy are just having fun, Rihanna and A$AP Rocky have been hooking up, Zendaya and Jacob Elordi are more than pals, Sienna Miller and Lucas Zwirner engaged 

Page 34: What’s in My Bag? Alison Pill 

Page 36: Hoda Kotb opens up about finding her bliss 

Page 38: Cover Story -- The truth about Justin Timberlake and Jessica Biel’s marriage -- their photo ops are a calculated attempt to save face 

Page 42: Jennifer Aniston’s wonderful, magical very good year 

Page 48: 1 Star, 3 Looks -- Kerry Washington 

Page 50: Stacy Keibler -- my healthy day 

Page 52: Us Musts -- Peter Gallagher and Skylar Astin on Zoey’s Extraordinary Playlist 

Page 56: Fashion Police -- Katy Perry 

Page 57: Edith Bowman, Melina Matsoukas, Jessie Buckley 

Page 60: 25 Things You Don’t About Me -- Kirstie Alley

#tabloid #tabloid toc #jessica biel #justin timberlake #amber heard #johnny depp #justice for johnny depp #johnny depp is innocent #johnny depp is a victim #saoirse ronan #greta gerwig #billie lourd #halsey #evan peters #oscars 2020

[harmonious-luminary]

Rules - copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in your own. when you are done tag up to 10 people and also tag the person that tagged you….most importantly, have fun!

@moraledk tagged me because my roommate was my only friend.

a / age - 22 in August.  I know, I’m ancient.

b / biggest fear - Death, big time.

c / current time - 11:35 PM

d / drink you had last - Ice water so cold it’s like I tongue fucked an iceberg.

e / everyday starts with - Me rolling out of bed pondering why I ever went to college.

f / favorite song - Cake by Melanie Martinez

g / ghosts are real? - Probably.  I swear we have one in the apartment.

h / hometown - I guess Gray?  

i / in love with -  Idgie Threadgoode.  Seriously, fuck me up.

j / jealous of - People with long thick hair that looks like they take care of it with the magic and unicorn dust.

k / killed someone - Probably in a dream or 12.

l / last time you cried - I have no clue... It was probably over something stupid.

m / middle name - Mary Dakota.  Two names, not hyphenated.

n / number of siblings - 2 older siblings old enough to be my parents and a younger sister.

o / one wish - To get my dream job and work on a television series.

p / person you last called/texted - Called, customer support for the stupid key fob I ordered.  Texted, Whitt... but I actually messaged Hailey last on snapchat.

q / questions you’re always asked - “Is that your real hair?”

r / reasons to smile - Genuinely nice people.

s / song last sang -  One of the songs off the Cry Baby album.

t / time you woke up - Around 10 am.

u / underwear color - Blue.

v / vacation destination - Australia, even though I’ve already been.

w / worst habit - Interrupting people because I’m a bad judge of when people are done with a thought.  Sorry Heather,  Zach, Whitt, etc.

x / xrays you have had - Teeth... and fibula?

y / your favorite food - Anything chicken related.

z / zodiac sign - Leo.

Ok, it’s time to tag some people!

@sie-lebt-mit-altschmerz @bec-cake-nt

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92 Truths

Rules; once you've been tagged, you're supposed to write a post answering 92 truths about yourself. at the end, choose 25 people to tag.

tagged by; @ayuura (thank ya queen)

Last

Drink; Water

Phone Call; MOm

Text Message; "im in"

Song Listened To; Talk Me Down by Troye Sivan

Time I Cried; a few weeks ago

Have You Ever

Dated Someone Twice; no

Been Cheated On; i hope not

Kissed Someone And Regretted It; (ive never kissed anyone aside from family)

Lost Someone Special; not really

Been Depressed; do y'all not know me, thats my full time job

Been Drunk & Thrown up; nope!

In The Past Year Have You

Made A New Friend; quite a few

Fallen Out Of Love; yes

Laughed Until You Cried; just last thursday

Met Someone Who Changed you; no

Found Out Who Your True Friends Are; no

Found Out Someone Was Talking About You; yes, both positive and negative

General

How Many People On Tumblr Do You Know In Real Life; two

Do You Have Any Pets; yep! two cats

Do You Want To Change Your Name; yeeeeeee to lee

What Time Did You Wake Up This Morning; 4 am

What Were You Doing Last Night; worrying over the test i had today

Name Something You Cannot Wait For; my birthday! (and seeing gemma again)

Have You Ever Talked To A Person Named Tom; no

What's Getting On Your Nerves Rn; boys

Blood Type; i have no clue

Nickname; lee (the select few) and hailey-bailey (only to family)

Relationship Status; single ;(

Zodiac Sign; libra

Pronouns; they/them but i really dont mind any of them

Favorite Tv Show; i dont watch tv, but teen titans

College; wanna go to chico but its expensive

Hair Colour; brown

Long Or Short; short

Do You Have A Crush On Someone; too many, but at the same time no

What Do You Like About Yourself; um. i like my eyes sometimes

Firsts

Surgery; none

Piercing; 3

Best Friend; ahhhhh 5th grade

First Sport You Joined; does dance count

First Vacation; we went to either LA or SF and went to the beach

First Pair Of Sneakers; uhhhhhhhhh a few months old???

(idk if this is supposed to be a new title or not so sorry for any confusion)

Eating; nothing

Drinking; nothing

I'm About To; practice a dance routine and monologue

Listening To; an add on spotify

Want Kids; kind of but idk

Get Married; ..it seems nice but im scared to lmao

Career; something in the field of forensic science

Which Is Better

Lips Or Eyes; eyes by a smidge

Hugs Or Kisses; hugs (but idk since ive never had a kiss)

Shorter Or Taller; taller!

Older Or Younger; it doesn't really matter but im drawn to older

Romantic Or Spontaneous; im a sucker for romance

Sensitive Or Loud; sensitive

Hook Up or Relationship; relationship

Troublemaker Or Hesitant; a mixture

Have You Ever

Kissed A Stranger; no

Drank Hard Liquor; noo

Lost Glasses/Contacts; no

Sex On First Date; god no

Broken Someone's Heart; possibly?

Been Arrested; no, am a good child

Turned Someone Down; i cant remember but i dont think so

Fallen For A Friend; yeah

Do You Believe

In Yourself; im getting better at it

Miracles; ehehheh not really

Love At First Sight; no

Heaven; no

Santa Claus; no

tagging; no one in particular

#this is late but here you go #tag #tagged in #tag meme #idk aaaaaa hello

[11humssmabinisblog]

Suicide or Murder? BY: Galupo, Ashley of 11- Mabini

Hailey’s phone suddenly rang, and it is from unknown caller...

"Hello?" Hailey didn't know who the caller is.

"Hello, Is this Ms. Hailey Harrison?" An unknown caller asked.

"Yes why? Who's this?” Hailey replied with confusion in her tone.

"I am Mr. Laurel and I need your help regarding to my problem, please meet me at 12 noon and I will text you the address.”

Mr. Laurel ended the call. Hailey gave a glance quickly at her wristwatch and see that it is already eleven o’clock in the morning, so she immediately eats her lunch.

30 minutes....

After receiving a text from Mr. Laurel, Hailey called her boyfriend to accompany her to go to Mr. Laurel's house. Then they had arrived, unfortunately they found Mr. Laurel's body lying on the ground covered with his blood on his own room. Ms. Harrison checks the victim's pulse to know if he's still alive, but unluckily he is already dead. Ms. Harrison promptly calls her uncle, which to be happen a policeman and start investigating the place. Ms. Hailey notices something strange inside Mr. Laurel's closet. Huh what's this? After a few minutes, they heard a siren meaning that the police are outside of the house.

"Inspector, the weapon used in murder was found at the hand of a victim and no other fingerprint found on the knife, except Mr. Laurel's fingerprint and we also found a capsule of anti-depressant. We are sure that the victim was depressed, so our group concludes that this case is a suicide case." One of the police said and begins to pack their things.

"Wait inspector, I think this case isn't a suicide case but a murder.... It's a case of a murder trying to conceal his crime into a suicide." Hailey confidently say it as if she knows the person behind of this crime.

"How did you say that? Do you have any evidence or proof to say that? And one thing, who are you? Did you know that it is bad to meddle in this kind of situation kid?" The police said irritated.

"I am Hailey Harrison a detective and Inspector Cy is my uncle and please hear my deduction. The victim was receiving a death threats that I've found in his closet and he isn't a type of guy that will end his life just because he is depressed." The police inspector roams around the house to gather information and have a list of suspects. The people in the house were the assumed to be the suspects. The list includes Mrs. Nicole (wife), Mrs. Erlind (housekeeper), Mr. Zandro (Cook) and Mr. Ronald (driver) and lastly Mr. Renato (Gardener). The police get all their alibis, so they can eliminate those who are not proven to be the suspect. "Inspector, the autopsy is done. Based from the result, the time of death is around 11:35 in the morning and the time that the body was found dead was exactly 12 noon." said the police. They gather all the suspects to ask a certain question while Ms. Hailey are busy investigating the crime.

Mrs. Nicole Laurel said that she was busy arranging the books from its shelf and there's no one who can prove her alibi so she's still part of the list.

Mr. Zandro said that he's preparing a food for their lunch and his alibi is true because the food is still hot. So, he is removed from the list.

Mr. Ronald said that he is standing beside the car, his alibi is not so strong because there's no one who can prove it.

Mrs. Erlind said that she was busy cleaning the house, because Mrs. Laurel asked her, but she didn't hear any noise.

Lastly, Mr. Renato said that he cut the excess grass from the garden and arranging the flowers. Both cannot present their witness, so their alibis are still unreliable. Only Mr. Zandro has a perfect alibi and the rest are still under investigation.

"As I've said the victim was receiving a death threats and I've seen it inside the closet. I open it and found a message with a cipher pertaining to whom is the sender." "EBANYQ...... Caesar the cipher that the sender gives about his/her identity" Hailey finally knows who the sender of the death threats.

"Ms. Harrison, what are the cipher means? Did you already know who's after Mr. Laurel's life?" said the police. "Yes, I already figured out who is behind of the death threats and who killed Mr. Laurel" said Hailey.

"What do you mean? Do you mean that there are more than one suspects?" said the other police.

"What I mean is the sender of the death threats are different from the one who killed Mr. Laurel, and both is among the four of you" Ms. Hailey pointed the four suspects. And the suspects immediately react from what Ms. Hailey say.

"Are you out of mind, what do you think our motives to kill him?" the house keeper said.

"I know that all of you had a reason to kill Mr. Laurel. You Mrs. Laurel, I know that you really don't love Mr. Laurel and that your marriage was just a fixed marriage. I know it by seeing that you don't wear your ring. And you Mrs. Erlind, I know that you grudge him because of his malicious acts toward you. Mr. Ronald, I know that you and Mrs. Laurel are the real lover. Lastly, Mr. Renato I know that Mr. Laurel made a promise to you that he will sustain your family and you figure out that he stops it last week. "Hailey said with conviction.

"The person behind the sending of death threats gives a hint on the last threat that was sent. The sender mentioned about Caesar right? The sender actually meant Caesar cipher. It's a type of substitution cipher in which each letter in the word is replaced by a letter, some fixed number of positions down alphabet. By mere trial and error you'll see that he/she used ROT-13 which means after shift or rotating the alphabet up to 13, you'll get its equivalent letter. "Ms. Hailey said.

The boyfriend of Ms. Hailey gets a ball pen to show how it works.

"I will show you this, so we may be able to know who is behind of this. EBANYQ when you use the ROT-13 the equivalent of it is E-R, B-O, A-N, N-A, Y-L, Q-D. The one who’s been sending the death threats is you Mr. Ronald, because you are so madly in love with Mrs. Laurel and it's the only thing that you think to break them. "Mr. Blake said, the boyfriend of Ms. Hailey.

"In the crime scene, we found a suicide note but it isn't just a suicide note, it's his dying message for us to know his killer." Ms. Hailey said.

This written confession isn't a hoax. Suicide will redeem my guilt as killer, forgive me Nicole.

"That is the suicide note written by Mr. Laurel, if you look at it, it's just a simple suicide note, but if you understand it deeper, this suicide note contains his killer" said the boyfriend of Ms. Hailey.

“And if you will start reading it from the first word and then proceed with every third word, the answer will reveal itself." Hailey said

THIS written confession ISN'T a hoax. SUICIDE will redeem MY guilt as KILLER, forgive me NICOLE.

"This isn't suicide my killer Nicole. That's the message that Mr. Laurel wants us to know that he did not commit suicide that someone is after his life and that's his wife Mrs. Nicole Laurel. You easily killed Mr. Laurel because the bookshelf is near to his room. You get the knife, wipe it to make sure it is clean and no other fingerprint left. At first, you don’t want to kill him but there is something that’s push you to kill him because there's something that he said that provokes you to kill him. You use surgical gloves to make sure that there is no fingerprint of yours will be left. You told Mr. Laurel to hold the knife and you hold his hand to stabbed him and his fingerprint will be in the knife. You disposed the gloves using the lighter on the kitchen and based on the result we saw your fingerprint. You thought that Me. Laurel is already dead so you immediately get away in that room by using the door that no one noticed you. You don't know that he still breathing because you scared that everyone might saw you, he still breathing at that time and do that clue. But due to the loss of blood he died. Do you want me revealed why did you do that?" Said of Ms. Hailey.

"Y-yes it's me, who killed him, but I will not regret it, he destroyed my life! He deserves it, if it is not because of his stupidity I will not going to experience any of this, if it not because of his reckless decision, i will not be tied in him. I don't love him, the one that I really love is Ronald." She said while crying.

We can do something only in the name of love, even though we know it is wrong, we still continue for the sake of the one we love. Ms. Hailey Harrison know why Mr. Laurel called her, it is because of the death threat that he received. She also knows that Mr. Laurel is an avid fan of her.

“Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.” (Sherlock Holmes)

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Oct 23, 2019

1. Selena Gomez is done with Justin Bieber. The 27-year-old pop star released “Lose You to Love Me” early Wednesday — along with a black-and-white music video shot entirely on an iPhone — and the song appears to be a Dear John letter to her ex-boyfriend, who has since married Hailey Baldwin.

“You promised the world and I fell for it / I put you first and you adored it / Set fires to my forest / And you let it burn / Sang off-key in my chorus / ‘Cause it wasn’t yours,” Gomez sings, seemingly referring to their 2013 demo “Can’t Steal Our Love.”

The pop star’s latest single explores how she had to let 25-year-old Bieber go in order to find self-confidence and self-love, as she sings in the chorus, “We’d always go into it blindly / I needed to lose you to find me / This dancing was killing me softly / I needed to hate you to love me, yeah.”

The “Wolves” singer also appears to reference how quickly Bieber moved on with Baldwin after he and Gomez ended their relationship in March 2018. (Bieber was engaged to Baldwin by July 2018.)

“In two months, you replaced us / Like it was easy / Made me think I deserved it / In the thick of healing, yeah,” she sings.

Bieber hasn’t publicly addressed the song, though Baldwin took a screenshot of Summer Walker’s song “I’ll Kill You” and posted it to her Instagram story shortly after Gomez released the track.

Baldwin later denied the song had anything to do with Gomez, commenting, “Please stop with this nonsense. There is no ‘response.’ This is complete BS.”

2. Cardi B has joined the cast of Universal’s “Fast & Furious 9” in an undisclosed role. It’s the rapper’s first movie part since her role as the stripper Diamond in STX’s drama “Hustlers.”

Vin Diesel disclosed the casting Tuesday in a post on his Instagram account with a video that showed him and Cardi B on the UK set of the movie. “I’m tired, but I can’t wait,” she told Diesel’s followers. “I ain’t gonna front, I think this is going to be the best one.”

The news came a day after the announcement that Ozuna, one of Latin music’s fastest-rising stars, had joined the cast and was also in talks to join the film’s soundtrack. Justin Lin, who directed “Fast & Furious 6,” returns to direct the ninth installment with franchise mainstay Diesel starring as Dominic Toretto. Dan Casey wrote the screenplay from a story by Lin and Alfredo Botello. The Universal Pictures film is set for release on May 22, 2020. Michelle Rodriguez, Tyrese Gibson, Jordana Brewster, Chris “Ludacris” Bridges, Helen Mirren and Charlize Theron are reprising their roles. John Cena, Finn Cole and Anna Sawai have also been cast.

3. 21 Savage skated into his 27th year with a 2000s-themed VIP bash at Cascade Skating Rink in Atlanta on Friday night. The “A Lot” rapper was joined by a slew of A-List pals including Post Malone, Offset, Naturi Naughton, Sincerely Ward and more as he and his crew partied at tables set up in the middle of the rink.

We’re told the birthday boy did not take part in any rollerblading or rollerskating but was standing on the couches and tables “dancing and having a good time.” “Both 21 and Offset had bottles of Tequila Avión Reserva 44 in their hands throughout the evening — definitely getting their drink on,” an insider told Page Six. We hear that while there were mostly guy friends present, there was also no shortage of ladies.

“Lots of talented ladies were twerking while on skates,” said the source. We also hear Post Malone gifted the rapper a sparkly Rolex watch. At around 3 a.m. 21 and his posse made their way outside to watch a massive fireworks display before calling it a night.

4. Lisa Vanderpump is working with airline JSX (JetSuiteX) on a new philanthropic initiative to benefit The Vanderpump Dog Foundation. As a fun way to enhance the partnership, Lisa's very own fabulous emoji has been splashed on the tail of one of the company's jets, effectively making it a sort of Vanderplane.

While her effort to protect animals takes to the skies, back on the ground the star is set to open another West Hollywood hot spot next to TomTom. 

Through the #JSXVanderpumpDogs partnership, $1 per person flying with the airline will be donated to the foundation.

JSX is an independent regional airline that offers short-haul flights on semi-private jets daily between Arizona, California, Nevada, and Washington states. It's a subsidiary of JetSuite, a private jet charter company popular with celebrities.

One of the best perks of flying with JSX or JetSuite is their free and easy pet policy, which is why it seems to be a favorite of Lisa's who frequently travels with pups Giggy and Puffy.

5. A former child TV star accused of launching a campaign to destroy a venture fund owned by billionaire Peter Thiel deleted nearly 2,000 texts from her company phone, court documents claim.

Crystal McKellar, who played Becky Slater on The Wonder Years in the 1980s and early 90s, become a Harvard-trained lawyer after her TV days were over.Graduating from Harvard Law School in 2003, she went on to become in house counsel for a Texas venture capital firm. McKellar, whose sister Danica played Winnie Cooper in the hit show, allegedly tried to undermine Thiel's Mithril Capital Management by writing a number of inflammatory, anonymous handwritten letters to its investors.

She is being sued as part of a breach of contract lawsuit in Delaware, claiming more than $1 million in damages.

It has now emerged the 43-year-old also deleted a total of 1,941 text messages in the eight months before she handed in her work phone, according to court papers.

Between February when McKellar left the firm and the phone being returned to the firm in September, a tranche of messages were erased and contained only 32 undeleted texts, court papers claim.

The suit states: 'Shockingly, Ms McKellar deleted nearly all of the text messages sent to or from her Mithril Capital Management cellular telephone, despite knowing that Mithril Capital Management was investigating her material breach of her agreements', the New York Post reports.  

The venture fund's follow-up suit in Delaware court accuses McKellar of the 'unauthorized removal, destruction, and attempted destruction of Mithril records and property'.

McKellar's letters accused Mithril co-founder Ajay Royan of 'lying to investors and the public about how much he is charging us in management fees'.

She previously told Fox News the allegations of wrongdoing were 'unequivocally false'.

McKellar added: 'I left Mithril earlier this year when it became clear to me that Mithril's leadership was lying to its investors and that the promises it had made were not going to be kept.'

The former actress worked as the only general counsel of Mithril until February of this year and left the firm with a $225,000-a-year consulting job, according to a suit filed this week in Texas state court.

After leaving, she is accused of immediately beginning 'a concerted whisper campaign to undermine Mithril, in which she would make false, anonymous complaints to Mithril's limited partners'.

The suit alleges McKellar attempted to 'solicit Mithril's limited partners almost immediately' claiming that her former firm was being investigated by US regulators.

McKellar is also alleged to have mailed letters 'written to sow discord between Mithril and its business partners'.

Mithril stated how the firm was charging appropriate fees which McKellar herself had signed off on, according to the suit.

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Honey Boo Boo and the other Dancing with the Stars Juniors cast members

by Andy Dehnart 25 Sep. 2018 | 9:11 pm

The cast of the new Dancing with the Stars Juniors was just announced live on Dancing with the Stars’ second episode, and includes actors, reality stars, and kids who are famous themselves or who have famous parents.

The cast includes Alana “Honey Boo Boo” Thompson, who’s now 12, and Miles Brown, best known as one of the twins on ABC’s Black-ish. Stevie Wonder’s son Mandla Morris and Scottie Pippen’s daughter Sophia Pippen are also both competing, as is Tripp Palin, the son of Sarah Palin’s daughter Bristol Palin; Bristol came in third on her season of Dancing with the Stars.

It seems like a strong group and a decent range of competitors, and more contestants I recognize than this current season of DWTS.

Each contestant will be paired with a young professional dancer, plus a Dancing with the Stars pro who will mentor them. Here are those trios:

Addison Osta Smith with Lev Khmelev, mentored by Keo Motsepe

Alana “Honey Boo Boo” Thompson with Tristan Ianiero, mentored by Artem Chigvintsev

Akash Vukoti with Kamri Peterson, mentored by Witney Carson

Ariana Greenblatt with Artyon Celestine, mentored by Brandon Armstrong

Hudson West with Kameron Couch, mentored by Hayley Erbert

Jason Maybaum with Elliana Walmsley, mentored by Emma Slater

Mackenzie Ziegler with Sage Rosen, mentored by Gleb Savchenko

Mandla Morris with Brightyn Brems, mentored by Cheryl Burke

Miles Brown with Rylee Arnold, mentored by Lindsay Arnold

Sky Brown with JT Church, mentored by Alan Bersten

Sophia Pippen with Jake Monreal, mentored by Sasha Farber

Tripp Palin with Hailey Bills, mentored by Jenna Johnson

Judging the series are choreographer Mandy Moore, DWTS pro Val Chmerkovskiy, and DWTS winner Adam Rippon. Frankie Muniz and Jordan Fisher are co-hosting.

The show will be pre-taped, airing one-hour episodes on Sundays starting Oct. 7.

Dancing with the Stars Juniors judges Mandy Moore, Val Chmerkovskiy, and Adam Rippon. (Photo by Ed Herrera/ABC)

Here are the new cast’s bios from ABC’s press release:

ADDISON OSTA SMITH (age 13) – Addison Osta Smith was the first girl and youngest contestant ever to win “MasterChef Junior” at the age of 10. Winning “MasterChef Junior” led to multiple television and media appearances, including cooking demonstrations and interviews on the “Late Late Show with James Corden,” “Hollywood Today Live,” “Good Day LA” and “The Steve Harvey Show.” In 2015, she was cast in the ABC pilot, “Dream Team,” which was filmed in spring 2016. She is currently working on her first cookbook and wants to inspire kids and adults to do what they love and to help others while doing it. Addison is partnered with Lev Khmelev and mentored by Keo Motsepe.

  ALANA “HONEY BOO BOO” THOMPSON (age 12) – Alana Thompson, or more famously known as Honey Boo Boo, started her career on “Toddlers & Tiaras” when she was 5 years old and quickly rose to fame. She then starred in her own show, “Here Comes Honey Boo Boo.” Now you can see her on “Mama June: From Not to Hot,” which is in its second season on WEtv. Alana loves being on social media, texting her friends, hanging out with family and doing her makeup. Alana is partnered with Tristan Ianiero and mentored by Artem Chigvintsev.

AKASH VUKOTI (age 9) – Akash Vukoti is a SPELLEBRITY. He started reading and writing at a very early age and competed in his first spelling bee when he was just 2 years old. He became a member of Mensa at 3. When he was 6 years old, he became (and is currently) the youngest boy ever to compete in the history of Scripps National Spelling Bee. Akash is partnered with Kamri Peterson and mentored by Witney Carson.

   ARIANA GREENBLATT (age 10) – Ariana Greenblatt is a small-but-mighty star on the rise, who just wrapped filming Disney’s “The One and Only Ivan,” where she stars opposite Bryan Cranston, Sam Rockwell and Angelina Jolie. Ariana has always loved dancing and took her first class at age 2. Currently, she is playing Daphne Diaz on Disney’s “Stuck in The Middle” and has starred in “Bad Mom’s Christmas” and “Marvel’s Avengers: Infinity Wars,” where she played Young Gamora. Ariana is partnered with Artyon Celestine and mentored by Brandon Armstrong.

HUDSON WEST (age 10) – Born in Dayton, Ohio, Hudson West booked his first commercial at the age of 6. Currently, he can be seen as Jake Spencer in ABC’s “General Hospital.” Shortly after relocating to Los Angeles, he was cast as Andy in “Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2” and also appeared in “True North,” directed by Tom Nittoli, as well as “Roads, Trees & Honey Bees.” His other television credits include the recurring role of Jesse on Showtime’s “I’m Dying Up Here” as well as the recurring role of Marcia Clark’s son Travis on Fox’s “American Crime Story: The People v. O.J. Simpson.” He can also be seen on Netflix’s “Grace and Frankie,” Nickelodeon’s “Nicky, Ricky, Dicky & Dawn,” Cartoon Network’s “Clarence,” TV Land’s “Teachers,” TNT’s “Major Crimes” and ABC’s “Modern Family” and “Grey’s Anatomy.” Hudson is partnered with Kameron Couch and mentored by Hayley Erbert.

JASON MAYBAUM (age 10) – Jason Maybaum stars as Levi in Disney Channel’s live-action comedy “Raven’s Home,” a spinoff of the iconic comedy series “That’s So Raven,” now in its second season. In addition to his role on “Raven’s Home,” Maybaum starred in the critically acclaimed Hulu movie “Becoming Bond,” has guest starred in “Workaholics,” “Teachers,” “Blunt Talk” and “Superstore” episodes and has appeared in numerous commercials. He is also featured in the upcoming Disney Channel Original Movie “Freaky Friday,” a contemporary musical update of the classic comedic story. Jason is partnered with Elliana Walmsley and mentored by Emma Slater.

MACKENZIE ZIEGLER (age 14) – Born in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, Mackenzie Ziegler has quickly become one of her generation’s most influential rising stars. The singer/songwriter and actress was most recently seen starring in the YouTube series “Total Eclipse,” for the digital network Brat, of which she also serves as an executive producer. Her first novel, “Kenzie’s Rules for Life,” was released on May 8. Mackenzie is partnered with Sage Rosen and mentored by Gleb Savchenko.

MANDLA MORRIS (age 13) – Mandla Morris, the son of iconic singer/songwriter superstar Stevie Wonder, is an aspiring fashion designer who loves to draw and sketch clothing.  With his five brothers, four sisters, one dog Cairo, and one exotic cat King, he is also into music and enjoys playing the piano. His parents inspire Mandla every day to be the best person he can be. With a love of travel (he recently visited Milan and Paris), he also likes to hang out with his friends, going to the movies and playing video games. Mandla is partnered with Brightyn Brems and mentored by Cheryl Burke.

   MILES BROWN (age 13) – Miles Brown stars in ABC’s Emmy®-nominated and critically acclaimed comedy series “black-ish,” from creator Kenya Barris. He recently wrapped production on the independent film “Emmett,” opposite Rita Wilson and Nora Dunn, a coming-of-age comedy directed by Bridge Stokes. In addition, Miles is a member of the Jr. NBA Leadership Council, which is a select group of NBA/WNBA players, legends, coaches and celebrities tasked with providing thought, leadership and insight as it pertains to growing the Jr. NBA brand. Miles’s past credits include “The Thundermans,” “Shameless” and “Raising Hope.” Miles is partnered with Rylee Arnold and mentored by Lindsay Arnold.

SKY BROWN (age 10) – Sky Brown is known as a skateboarding and surfing phenom, which has led her to become a viral video media sensation with over 50 million views. Sky, who learned to skateboard at the age of 3, is one of the youngest girls to compete and medal at a professional skateboarding competition and uses her platform in skateboarding to spread her message of positivity, empowering young girls around the world and to globally give back to children in underdeveloped areas. Sky is partnered with JT Church and mentored by Alan Bersten.

SOPHIA PIPPEN (age 9) – Sophia Pippen is the daughter of six-time NBA champion and two-time Olympic gold medalist, Scottie Pippen and entrepreneur Larsa Pippen. At a young age, Sophia signed to Wilhelmina Kids and Teri B. Talent to begin pursuing a career in the world of fashion and beauty. In a short time, Sophia has catapulted herself to the top by becoming the face of Oscar De La Renta Kids and walking down the runway for childrenswear brands including Aliva Simone and KidPik during Kids Fashion Week in NYC. Sophia is partnered with Jake Monreal and mentored by Sasha Farber.

TRIPP PALIN (age 9) – Tripp Palin loves traveling between Alaska and Texas, where he’s embraced by a large, active family, including his mother, former “Dancing with the Stars” contestant Bristol Palin, and grandmother Sarah Palin. He is an all-outdoors-all-the-time all-American boy. He loves fishing, four-wheeling, snow machines, dirt bikes, football, soccer … “his little sisters and God,” Tripp reports! Never having danced before, Tripp looks forward to the athleticism required in this competition, and mostly just wants to have fun. Tripp is partnered with Hailey Bills and mentored by Jenna Johnson.

Source: https://www.realityblurred.com/realitytv/2018/09/dancing-with-the-stars-juniors-cast/

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Under the cut you’ll find your partner for HFRP SYNC! Please remember the following:

If you are on hiatus, you were not included in the first SYNC. (Semi hiatus WAS included).

You have 2 weeks (until July 1st midnight EST) to complete your thread with your partner

Please tag the main in your chatzy, para, gif chat or f2f when you reach 8 notes. We will be keeping a list! We don’t want to give out strikes.

Texts also count! Please send your text thread to the main via IM once you reach 12 notes since those don’t require as much.

No matter what type of thread you and your partner choose, please make sure it has substantial replies (on both ends) and not just a three word reply - the point is to build new connections!

New members coming into the group once this list is posted will not be added into the list since it wouldn’t be fair to hold them to the same requirements with less time. They will be included in the next SYNC pair up.

If your partner goes inactive or decides to leave the rp - we will message you and you can decide if you’d like a new partner or you can just be removed from the current list.

If you got paired with another FC that you play, please send us a message and we’ll fix that for you right away!

If you cannot find your FC in the list, please let us know as well so we can fix that as well!

All pairs were made with a generator!

If you’re reading this list, go ahead and reach out to your partner! Please do not wait to for them to reach out to you.

Please like this notice to keep track of the list! :)

Perrie Edwards and Nick Jonas

Madelaine Petsch and Matt Bomer

Kate Middleton and Jake Gyllenhaal

Richard Madden and Nathan Sharp

Aubrey Plaza and Kim Seokjin

Taika Waititi and Hunter Hayes

Beth Behrs and Max Thieriot

Priyanka Chopra and Minatozaki Sana

Jung Hoseok and Ashley Benson

Mae Whitman and Suzy Berhow

Emilia Clarke and Zendaya Coleman 

Lee Chaerin (CL) and Maisie Williams

Chris Hemsworth and Anthony Mackie

Fergal Devitt and Ansel Elgort

Becky Lynch and Donald Glover

Ben Barnes and Meryl Streep

Zac Efron and Sarah Drew

Pedro Pascal and Normani Kordei

Jensen Ackles and Nina Dobrev

Adria Arjona and Park Chaeyoung (Rose)

Selena Gomez and Mena Massoud

Zoey Deutch and Dianna Agron

Tessa Thompson and Leighton Meester

Jennie Kim and Robbie Amell

Lucas Wong and Maryse Mizanin

Kit Harington and Michael B. Jordan

Kehlani Parrish and Park JungSoo (Leeteuk)

Candice Swanepoel and Melissa Benoist

Bella Hadid and Tom Holland

Paul Wesley and Chris Evans

Kristine Froseth and Shawn Mendes

Jon Hamm and Aaron Tveit

Miley Cyrus and Dylan O'Brien

Min Yoongi and Takumi Kizuckson

Sam Claflin and Niall Horan

Phoebe Tonkin and Pierce Brosnan

Jeremy Jordan and Hailey Baldwin

Zayn Malik and Miles Heizer

Jade Thirlwall and Blake Lively

Natalia Dyer and Adelaide Kane

Emma Watson and Nikolaj Coster-Waldau

Keith Duffy and Jeon Jeongguk

Shay Mitchell and Vanessa Hudgens

Demi Lovato and Kim Hyuna

Dacre Montgomery and Winston Duke

Zoë Kravitz and Sebastian Stan

Rihanna and Emma Stone

Joe Keery and Nikki Bella

Tyler Posey and Maika Monroe

Brandon Flynn and Scarlett Johansson

#hollywoodfamesync #hollywoodfamenotice

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Kendall Jenner Dating History | Who Is She Dating? | StyleCaster

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Kendall Jenner Dating History | Who Is She Dating? | StyleCaster

Kendall Jenner’s dating history is somewhat of a mystery. Unlike her sisters, who have been in longterm relationships for most of their lives, the 23-year-old model has never confirmed any of her boyfriends, which makes fans wonder even more about who she’s dating. And though the Keeping Up with the Kardashians star has never been insta-official with any of her beaus, there are countless news articles about who she may or may not be hooking up with.

The speculation around Jenner’s dating life has been so intense that in 2017, the E! personality shut down longtime rumors that she’s gay. “I think it’s because I’m not like all my other sisters, who are like, ‘Here’s me and my boyfriend!’” she said. “So it was a thing for a minute because no one ever saw me with a guy. I would always go that extra mile to be low-key with guys, sneaking around all the time. You don’t want to, like, look crazy.”

So, who has Jenner dated? There are a few NBA players and, of course, Gigi and Bella Hadid’s younger brother, Anwar Hadid, but who else has made it to her list of exes? We did the hard work and found out.

Julian Brooks (2012 – 2013)

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Fans of Keeping Up with the Kardashians may recognize Brooks, Jenner’s high school boyfriend who she dated for a year when she was 17. The couple, who met at Los Angeles’s Sierra Canyon School, broke up in 2013 after Brooks moved away to college and Jenner suspected he was cheating. Brooks went on to become a wide receiver for the University of Nevada’s Nevada Wolf Pack. “He would disappear for days and not answer Kendall’s text messages,” a source told Star magazine. “[She] couldn’t live with the doubt.”

Young Jinsu (~October 2013)

Rumor has it that Jenner moved on to rapper Young Jinsu soon after her breakup with Brooks. The rumored relationship, which lasted a “few months,” was controversial because of Jenner and Jinsu’s age difference. Jenner was 17, while Jinsu was 21. Rumors started after Jinsu posted an Instagram of what fans believe to be his and Jenner’s hands making a heart. Jenner’s sister Kylie Jenner posted the same picture on her Instagram. “They have that spark right now—they’re just really feeling each other,” a source told People. “They’re not putting it out there yet.”

However, it looks like Jenner didn’t see the relationship as official. Soon after the news broke that she and Jinsu were dating, the E! personality took to her Twitter to deny that she was in a relationship with anyone. “Enough with the rumors! I’m single, people,” Jenner  tweeted.

Harry Styles (2013 – 2014; 2016)

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Jenner and Styles were rumored to be in an on-again, off-again relationship, which started in winter of 2013. Rumors started when the two were seen leaving a restaurant together in November 2013. A couple months later, they were seen together again at California’s Mammoth Mountain, where they were spotted skiing and snowboarding. “Kendall snowboarded and Harry skied. They were very cute together. There was a lot of flirting and smiling going on,” a source told People. “Harry was a gentleman and even offered to carry Kendall’s snowboard to the ski lift.” However, a few months into their relationship, the young romance seemed to fizzle out. (“Things never got serious,” a source told People.)

Rumors started again in December 2015 when the two were seen having dinner and kissing on a yacht in Anguilla—then St. Barts. Jenner’s sister Khloé Kardashian even confirmed that the two were casually seeing each other. “They were hanging out together. Do I think they’re dating? Yes. I don’t know if they’re like boyfriend-girlfriend. Nowadays, I don’t know, people are weird with stuff. So I don’t know their ‘title,’” she told Entertainment Tonight. But I mean, they were in St. Barts together hanging out, so to me that’s dating. I would call that dating.”

The two were seen together several times in 2017 before their romance ended again. It’s also rumored that , which he released in 2017, is about his model ex. “Sometimes you want to tip the hat, and sometimes you just want to give them the whole cap … and hope they know it’s just for them,” he told Rolling Stone.

Chandler Parsons (August 2014)

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In the time that Jenner and Styles were broken up, rumors circled that she was dating NBA player Chandler Parsons. Rumor has it that they dated in the summer of 2014 after Jenner’s mom, Kris Jenner, set the two up. “Mama Kris met Chandler a few weeks ago and was blown away by not only his good looks, but his promising B-ball future,” a source told the Daily Mail.

However, Parsons, a player for the Dallas Mavericks, denied the rumors, telling Chelsea Handler that the two simply share the same personal trainer and went to eat once with a group. “It’s kind of a long story. I train with Gunnar Peterson here in L.A. She works out before me, so I kind of just got to know her, and then we had dinner. And the next thing I know I was on TMZ,” Parsons said. “It was more of a group activity.” (Fun fact: Parsons was also rumored to have dated Jenner’s best friend, Hailey Baldwin.)

Lewis Hamilton (May – September 2015)

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Jenner sparked rumors that she was dating British race car driver Lewis Hamilton in the summer of 2015 after she was seen wearing the driver’s chain in a group picture with Lewis at one of his races. Hamilton, who considers Jenner’s mom, Kris Jenner, a close friend, was seen again with the model later that year at New York Fashion Week—though he denies that they were dating. “Me and Kendall have been friends for a while, so we’re just friends,” Hamilton told E! News.

Orlando Bloom (Summer 2015)

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Jenner was also linked to the Pirates of the Caribbean star in summer 2015. Two years after his divorce from Miranda Kerr, Bloom moved onto another model after he and Jenner were seen on a string of dates, including movies and sushi, in Los Angeles. Jenner was 19 at the time, while Bloom was 38. “The age difference doesn’t seem to bother them although it’s far too early for either to tell if it’s going to develop into something serious,” a source told The Sun.

While accepting the Britannia Humanitarian Award in October 2015, Bloom addressed the rumors, denying that he has dated—or even knows—Jenner. “And I don’t know Kendall Jenner, but if anyone has her number I would love it,” he said.

Jordan Clarkson (~ April 2016)

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Before she rekindled her romance with Styles, Jenner was rumored to be dating NBA player Jordan Clarkson (who plays on the Cleveland Cavaliers with Khloé Kardashian’s boyfriend Tristan Thompson) in the spring of 2016. Rumors of the model and basketball player’s romance started in April 2016 when Jenner and Clarkson posted videos of each other at Coachella together on Snapchat. “They keep things low-key when they’re in public, but in private they’re very much together and affectionate,” a source told People. “He’s really into her.” Their romance ended after the summer, a few months before Jenner reunited with Styles.

A$ap Rocky (July 2016 – September 2017)

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Jenner’s longest and most confirmed relationship was with rapper A$ap Rocky. The couple first started seeing each other in July 2016 when they were seen on a date in Paris, which involved them eating dinner, walking the City of Light’s streets and going out dancing. However, their romance didn’t become more serious until about a year later, when Jenner and Rocky were seen getting cozy at the 2017 Met Gala. Jenner’s sister Kim Kardashian even shared a Snapchat of Rocky grabbing Jenner’s butt as her younger sister Kylie Jenner laughed and watched.

Because of their busy schedules, couple stopped seeing each other in September 2017, though a source maintains that their relationship was never serious.. “Kendall and ASAP weren’t seeing each other a lot. They weren’t really official, but were obviously dating,” a source told Us Weekly. “Their schedules are really hard.”

Blake Griffin (August 2017 – February 2018)

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Jenner and Griffin first started seeing each other in August 2017—around the same time that her flirtmance with Rocky was winding down—when they were seen leaving a Travis Scott concert together. A few weeks later, Jenner and Griffin were seen together again on a double date with Hailey Baldwin and Jenner’s rumored ex Chandler Parsons. In October, the couple went on another double date at Universal Studios’ Hollywood Horror Nights with Jenner’s sister Kylie Jenner and her boyfriend, Travis Scott.

At the end of November, around the time Jenner ended things with Rocky, she and Griffin made their relationship more serious. The couple’s relationship was trouble-free until February 2017 when Griffin was sued by his former girlfriend Brynn Cameron, whom he shares two young children with, for palimony. In the suit, Cameron alleged that Griffin “had no problem” trading her, “his former fiancée and mother of his two children, for reality television star Kendall Jenner.” She also claimed that Griffin “cared more about the glamour of dating a Hollywood celebrity than the day-to-day responsibilities of being a father and a family man.”

It was around this time that the two ended their relationship, though a source told People it was because their romance had run its course—not because of any particular drama. “They’ve definitely cooled off and are taking things at a slower pace, but not because of any particular drama,” the source said.

Anwar Hadid (June 2018 – November 2018)

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Rumors that Jenner and Hadid, the younger brother of Gigi and Bella Hadid, were dating started in June 2018 when they were caught making out by TMZ. Soon after, Jenner Instagrammed a photo of Hadid’s hands, which has the phrase, “I love you, my angel” on his hand. The two continued dating for several months, and in September, Anwar was even seen with a hickey on his neck. “They all hang out together and Gigi and Bella actually think they’re good together. Their friends think it’s a little weird, but it works,” a source told People.

Their relationship seemed to end in November when Jenner was seen with NBA player Ben Simmons. After the news that Jenner had moved on, Hadid took to his Instagram with a cryptic note about love: “I used to be afraid to feel things deeply cuz I felt as if the feeling of abundant happiness couldn’t be obtained forever, but openly feeling is now my only source of inspiration. And now that I’m not afraid to express my thoughts and feelings, I kinda feel like everything’s pretty mellow.”

Ben Simmons (November 2018 – Present)

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In November 2018, People reported that Jenner was dating Philadelphia 76ers player Ben Simmons after her breakup with Anwar Hadid. “Kendall was spending time with Anwar [Hadid], but that ended and she started hanging out with Ben again. She hasn’t seen Anwar recently,” a source told People “When she’s not working, she’s been focusing her free time on Ben and flying to Philadelphia.” The source added, “They’re still not exclusive though.”

That same month, Simmons played against Tristan Thompson’s Cleveland Cavaliers, for which Khloé Kardashian’s boyfriend Tristan Thompson plays. After Jenner caught some heat for booing Thompson’s team, her sister took to Twitter to defend her behavior. “My sister was watching HER man Play against my man … So of course she’s going to heckle the opposing team,” Kardashian tweeted to a fan who questioned why she didn’t seem bothered by her sister’s actions.

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Kendall Jenner’s Complete Dating History, from NBA Players to Gigi Hadid’s Brother