❝ LOADING. . .

𖥻 ׁ ׅ 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘𝐗𝐀 ! ׁ ׅ 🍓 You're the 🍒 on top !

[berryxa]

© 𝗕𝗘𝗥𝗥𝗬𝗫𝗔 𝗘𝗦𝗧. 𝗝𝗔𝗡𝗨𝗔𝗥𝗬 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟲

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𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘𝐗𝐀 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 . . .

⤷ мαѕтєяℓιѕт. тαgℓιѕт. gυι∂єℓιηєѕ.

‧₊˚ ┊A... She/her. 5-teen. Sweden. Brunette. Pale girly. Quiet girly. Sweetheart. Perfectionist. Slow writer. Dog girly. Pinterest. Girls girl. ⋆.˚ 🍓

[berryxa]

My motivation is at 0% rn can someone motivate me into writing pretty please 🎀✨️💕

[berryxa]

got blocked by half my friends but im still staying updated on ur fics #commitment

Oh noooo why did they block you 🥹 teenage girls are so weird i'm sorry..

I'm glad you're commited 🫶🏻😌

But if you ever need to rant just know i'm always here 💗 applies to all my followers <3

[floridak1los0]

scary creatures!!

[berryxa]

ITS A MEME so basically there's this woman names Maya Winky and she makes this bunch of memes and she has a character with a bun and when she dosent have one she said "I miss my bun"

ALSO I GOT THE FIRST FIVE PJO BOOKS AND I WENT OUT FOR DINNER (yes I miss you too though twin)

HOW ARE YOU AND HAVE AN AMAZING DAYY

EEEK YOU GOT THE BOOKS?!!!! THAT'S SO SWAGGGGG

How was dinner? Did you have anything good 😋

I'm good !! It's boiling hot in sweden and i'm absolutely melting away but the tanlines are NOT to joke about tee hee 🤭🤞🏻

[berryxa]

i miss my bon

Am I incredibly slow cause I have no idea who bon is 😣 If you're not refering to me... idk

[lastgirlloneartth]

i just want to experience autumn in the early 2000’s PLEASE it’s all i want

[berryxa]

All I want is a gossip girl typa autumn is it too much to ask for

[shimmeringterroroblivion]

[berryxa]

I love Marissa with my all ❤️‍🩹

[berryxa]

berry.....the guy that i told you i called unc... got called a twink by a year 7.... IT WAS HILARIOUS

anyways i love theater and your fics are amazing

nd have an amazing dayyyy

liv xx

HAHAH HE BE GETTING LOTS OF NEW NICKNAMES RECENTLY LOLLLL

Thank youuuu and have an amazing day you too ❤️

[wildnickk]

[berryxa]

hiii I would loveee an Owen Cooper fanfic x fem. reader? like they're both actors, anything based like that, can't ever find fics on him!

──── ୨୧ ──── 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓

𝓟airing: Owen Cooper x female!reader

𝓢ummary: Falling in love with your co star was not part of the script.

𝓦arnings: none!!

𝓐uthors note: Hiii! Ofc!! Sorry you had to wait two lifetimes for this but writers block be hitting me like a truck! Hope everyone likes this cause it's lowkey the best one i've written yet—though it took me an eternity lol !!

𝓣aglist: @thebestpersontheworldhasknown

Being an actor meant pretending.

That was the whole purpose.

Pretending to fall in love.

Pretending to cry.

Pretending someone breaking your heart didn't actually hurt.

It was all part of the job, part of whatever the script said.

You'd gotten good at it.

Too good.

Which was probably why no one noticed the difference between reality and acting.

Except Owen.

— "You always do that."

You looked up from your script which you had been reading over and over again, somehow, it didn't seem to stick. — "What?" He nodded toward the cup of tea in your hand.

— "You stir it even after the sugar's dissolved. It's like you're on another planet and have no idea what’s going on around you"

Who even had sugar in their tea anyways.

You scoffed, — "Maybe I just like stirring it"

— "Sure" To prove his point, he reached over and gently took the cup from your hands.

The spoon clinked against the side three more times before he pulled it away, all because of your intensive stirring just moments earlier.

— "...Okay, maybe I stirred it a little too much." You admitted.

A smile tugged at his lips. — "Told you."

You rolled your eyes, taking the tea back. — "Congratulations, you proved that I am a distant mob."

— "I know." He sounded entirely too proud of himself.

Working with Owen was... Easy. Embarrassingly easy.

There was never that awkward stage where you had to figure each other out.

Conversation came naturally ever since the chemistry read.

Silence never felt uncomfortable. Even filming the romantic scenes wasn't nearly as terrifying as you'd expected.

Which was ironic.

Because those should've been the hardest.

They would've been with anyone else.

Instead they were the easiest.

— "Cut!" The director clapped his hands together. "Perfect."

You stepped away from Owen with a relieved laugh.

— "I swear that scene gets more awkward every take."

— "It doesn't." He shook his head. "They're cute"

You looked at him.

— "The characters, they're cute together." He blurted out—almost in panic.

You laughed.

Yeah, the characters.

A month into filming, people started talking.

Not tabloids. Not yet.

The crew.

They exchanged knowing looks whenever you and Owen wandered off together between scenes.

Someone joked that craft services should start setting a place for two.

The makeup artists started asking where he'd disappeared whenever they couldn't find him.

— "He was with y/n five minutes ago."

That made sense. Apparently.

You didn't think much of it. Until your cast interviews started.

— "So..."The interviewer smiled."You and Owen seem pretty close."

Your heart skipped. Just once. — "We spend a lot of time together."

— "Would you say he's your favorite person on set?"

You laughed. "I feel like everyone else is going to hate me if I answer that, it's a weird question."

"So that's a yes?" You looked off camera—where Owen was standing.

Watching.

Grinning.

— "...Maybe."

The clip went viral.

Of course it did.

Fans loved finding tiny moments to obsess over.

The way you smiled.

The way Owen laughed in the background.

The way neither of you denied anything.

You tried not to read the comments.

You really did.

But curiosity won.

They're definitely together.

No they're just friends.

Look at the way he looks at her.

I need them to date immediately.

You locked your phone. Your face felt warm.

Ridiculous.

These people didn't know either of you. —"You've been quiet." Owen's voice broke through your thoughts.

You blinked. — "Hm?"

— "I asked if you wanted pizza like ten minutes ago, still haven't got an answer."

— "Oh." You smiled sheepishly. "Sorry."

— "You okay?"

There it was.

That look.

The one that somehow always made you feel seen.

You hesitated.

Then sighed. —"Have you seen... everything?"

He didn't ask what you meant. He already knew. "The edits and stuff?" His accent was clear.

— "The comments." You stated.

— "The thirty-seven TikToks your sister sent me?"

A laugh escaped you. — "Thirty-seven?"

— "Thirty-eight now."

You covered your face. — "Oh my God, sorry.. she is, ehum.. embarassing"

— "It's kind of impressive, actually. I like her."

Your heart dropped, — "Owen."

— "What?" He frowned.

— "You don't think it's weird?"

He tilted his head. — "What?"

— "People..." You searched for the right words. "...wanting us together."

He didn't answer immediately. Instead he looked down at the bottle of water in his hands. Turning it slowly. — "I don't know."

His voice was quiet. "I've thought about it."

Your stomach flipped. — "You have?"

He nodded once.

— "A lot, actually."

You forgot how to breathe. For a second. Maybe two.

Owen finally looked back at you. — "I just didn't think you had."

The words settled between you. Gentle. Honest. You laughed softly.

Mostly because if you didn't, you thought your heart might explode.

— "I've been trying very hard not to."

— "Why?" He raised an eyebrow.

— "Because we work together."

— "Yeah okay that's fair."

— "And because if you didn't feel the same..."You shrugged. "It would've made everything weird."

Owen smiled. — "I think we'd survive."

— "You do?"

— "Mhm." He took one small step closer, nodding. "So..."

— "So?"

— "Wanna make the internet accidentally right?.. or.. are you not in the mood"

You stared at him. Then laughed. A real laugh this time. — "You really just said that."

— "I did."

— "That was your grand confession?"

— "I had a better one."

— "Oh?" You smiled.

— "I forgot it."

You shook your head. — "Incredible."

— "I've been thinking about it for months!"

You laughed, really laughed, just like you had earlier at set.

Only this time...

The butterflies in your stomach weren't part of the script.

The end.

[berryxa]

Uhm Guys.. I finished writing y'all are NOT ready I cooked so hard with this eeeekkkkk 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

[berryxa]

#pleasepostberry (nfff)

Aggh i'm trying 😣

#hopefullytonight 🥹

[berryxa]

so i asked my mother how old she thought walker was.... 18.... which is fair because he is next year and is way better than my fathers interpritation....of...13... ANYWAYS so thats great. I also called a guy in my theater class an unc and the cretacus period of dinosaurs..... ANYWAYS HAVE AN AMAZING REST OF YOUR DAY

liv xx

Okay but saying he's 18 makes sense !!

And also—clocked it !!! I'm sure he deserved it boys are so annoying ugh

[vanilla-moon19]

[pinkoleanders]

Tomorrow is my birthday...

[berryxa]

Do you write for christian convery?

Have a wonderful day🌺

Nooo i'm sorry, I really don't know anything about him. Maybe in the future 🫶🏻