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"Yeah. You don't understand the pain of us girls. How can we face Chris Evan’s smile and not melt? If Sebastian Stan calls me 'baby’, can I refuse? Justin practices dance so hard. Am I supposed to just not watch?" "Heh..." Chris sneered. Now he knew that fangirls were the worst. "Of course, we fangirls can also be loyal and devoted," Paige said. Some fangirls, for instance, loved and chased only one person for decades. "Give me your phone." Chris suddenly reached out to Paige. "...Huh?" "Give me your phone," Chris repeated. Paige hesitated. Suddenly, she had a feeling of unease. What did Chris want with her phone?

fanbase. “Fanbase full of clowns, just like their idol,” she mumbled. Next she typed “Florians” and his page loaded instantly. Handle: @FIFiOfficial. 90M followers. Last post was from his tour finale last year. The rest were old: ice skating clips, studio shots, candid smiles. “Perfect golden boy,” she scoffed. “Fake cheerful.” A minute later she closed I* and opened a black icon on her home screen: ECHO.

"If that is what it takes to give me some breathing space, I’ll cuss you out till one of us gets tired and it won’t be me.” They looked at each other, having one of their annoying silent conversations. And in the heat of the moment, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out and my stomach dropped to the floor. Notifications everywhere. Videos already posted. Comments exploding. "OMG THE PRINCESS HAS FOUR BODYGUARDS" "are they all dating her????? REVERSE HAREM VIBES" "this is literally fanfiction come to life" "she looked SO pissed lmaooo"

she confirmed, “and that you are about to become a full-time window spy. Congratulations.” I gasped. “I am not spying on him!” “Yet.” I groaned, pressing my forehead against the cold glass. “Why do I feel so weirdly happy about this?” “Because you’re still hopelessly in love with that man, despite my ongoing efforts to drag you out of his gravitational pull.” Laurette cackled. "Oh my God, this is fate!" I groaned. "Don’t start.” "Are you kidding? This is the universe giving you front-row seats to that man’s life. Tell me, what’s happening over there? Is he shirtless? Towel around his waist? Fresh out of the shower?"

“Yeah, but… I’m nowhere near your level. I mean, look at you—you’re built like some sort of templar knight now! What have you been doing? You look like you’ve been wrestling dragons.” Danial gave a bitter laugh, scratching his head. “You could say I’ve been through some…stuff. Let’s just say the training has been intense. I’ll fill you in later, though. First, tell me more about your ‘fan.’” Pavan immediately stiffened, waving his hands frantically. “Oh, no no no! I’ve told you everything already! I…uh…I have nothing else to report. She just walked in, said she was a fan, and left her number. End of story. Nothing more to tell, really!”

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she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.

As usual, all the students are looking at us, mostly looking at Cream or the others, no one ever really looks at me or maybe I can't see it because I'm always looking at the floor but all of a sudden when Coco suddenly turns and says "Ah, Caramel!" I jump a little, Cream's hand being the only thing holding in me place as I say "Y-Yeah?" He's carrying up his phone "A fanfiction about us both is ranking number one in fanfic on W*****d!" A visible cringe shows on my face as I say "U-Us?" Chocolate turns around completely, now walking backwards as he says "Yep! Me and you! Yeah, yeah, I know I can't like kiss you or whatever but in this book, you really like sex! Which isn't a lie, you literally

I whispered. "I heard from Jonas that the fan war started because Amethyst's fans called Heidi a mistress, a snake, and a jealous bitch," she giggled. "Champagne problems. They just can’t sit on their thrones, sip champagne, watch a white firework show, and get a facial." I gave her a side glance, catching the edge of her crude humor. “Why are you so serious?” she asked, frowning at me. “I don’t know what’s going on with you, but you’ve been really quiet and always spacing out for a week now.”

One from a story about a guy I had never even talked to but had seen at a party once. The comments were split. Some people defending the quality of the writing. Others condemning me for writing sexual content as a minor. "This is actually good writing," one comment read. "Problematic subject matter but undeniably skilled prose." "She is SEVENTEEN," another comment responded. "This is not okay regardless of how well written it is." "Plenty of teenage girls write fanfiction like this," someone else argued. "She just had the bad luck of having hers leaked." "Fanfiction about fictional characters is different than writing about real people at your school," another person countered. "That crosses