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Now, I'm adding my two cents into the craze about Lohen.
How about Lohen x fatui!reader who's inspired by the russian nesting dolls, the reader can clone herself without any limit due to being blessed by the Tsaritsa herself hence making the reader a devoted follower of the Cryo Archon?
rituary, she’s beauty, she’s grace, she has a pillow crease on her face.
↳yn.c.lastname, rituary, i don't know what you're talking about😶🌫️😶🌫️
netflix, checking our analytics... yep, you guys officially broke the 'relationships' category. 📈
popculture_updates, the way everyone is here. it’s not just a relationship, it’s a crossover episode.
user10, imagine waking up, checking your phone, and seeing finn wolfhard, rdj, and the entire netflix roster in your comments. i would simply go back to sleep.
team_y/n_finn, 1.7M likes in 45 minutes… the power they hold is terrifying.
tomholland2013, i feel like i should’ve been the one to leak this first. congrats guys! 😂
↳zendaya, tomholland2013, stay out of it, thomas. let her sleep.
↳yn.c.lastname, tomholland2013, yeah, listen to ate ‘daya!
robertdowneyjr, i see the hair is still in its 'endgame' phase. get some coffee, sweetheart. the world's waiting.
↳yn.c.lastname, robertdowneyjr, i don't wanna😞
chrishemsworth, welcome to the chaos! if finn gives you trouble, i’ve got a hammer with his name on it.
↳yn.c.lastname, chrishemsworth, gimme it🫶🏻
↳finnwolfhardofficial, y/n.c.lastname, uhm
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yn.c.lastname .music used ‘gusto ko sakin ka lang' by robeldo timido
yn.c.lastname, good morning po☺️
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fangirlofy/n(i'm a boy), holy–
y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), finnwolfhardofficial, sayo lahat to’?
↳y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), also, yn.c.lastname, beh ang aga mag thirst trap hah
↳yn.c.lastname, y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), wag mo akong kausapin.
finnwolfhardofficial, oh, so you doing this for your fans but not for me?🤨
↳yn.c.lastname, finnwolfhardofficial, you the target audience as well?
↳finnwolfhardofficial, yn.c.lastname, is that even a question?
↳user14, you two sicken me (in a good way)
↳yn_stan_4life, the way he didn't even hesitate?? 😭
↳finn_skata, his target audience is literally just her posts i am crying.
milliebobbybrown, excuse me? i leave for 5 minutes and you’re both acting up?
↳yn.c.lastname, milliebobbybrown, he started it! 🙄
↳finnwolfhardofficial, milliebobbybrown, i’m just stating facts, mills.
y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), hoy yn.c.lastname paki-check ng viber, yung brand deals natin baka umurong sa init nito HAHA
↳yn.c.lastname, y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), let them wait, i’m busy being a muse. 💅
noahschnapp, i’m literally sitting right next to him and his face is redder than a tomato. 🍅
↳user88, noahschnapp,.noah leak the pictures please.
↳finnwolfhardofficial, noahschnapp, mind your business, schnapp.
stranger_updates, not finn being the first like again. he really has post notifications on for her, it's confirmed.
yn_fanbase_ph, ang ganda mo po sobra! pero yung kanta talaga... 'gusto ko sakin ka lang' is a top tier choice for this mood. 😩❤️
user021, can we talk about the letters on the bed though? are those... from a certain someone? 👀
↳yn.c.lastname, user021, maybe they are, maybe they aren't. 🤐
↳finnwolfhardofficial, yn.c.lastname, they definitely are.
sadiesink_, I leave the room for five minutes to grab a script and you decide to break the internet? 🤨
↳yn.c.lastname, sadiesink_ don't act like you didn't help me pick the filter.
↳sadiesink_, yn.c.lastname I said the lighting was 'ethereal,' I didn't say 'feed the delusons!' look at finn... he's actually malfunctioning.
gatenm123, why is the group chat exploding and why is finn currently staring at his phone like it’s the mona lisa?
↳finnwolfhardofficial, gatenm123 focus on your lines, henderson.
↳gatenm123, finnwolfhardofficial, 'focus on your lines' he says, while accidentally 'liking' a fan edit of their wedding colors. 💀
therealcalebmclaughlin, stay hydrated everyone. especially finn. he looks like he's forgotten how to breathe💧
↳yn.c.lastname, therealcalebmclaughlin, pass him a glass of water for me?
↳therealcalebmclaughlin, yn.c.lastname, I tried, he just pointed at the screen and whispered, "the letters, caleb... the letters."
maya_hawke, the lace?? the handwritten notes?? the vibes are immaculate but the PR team is definitely hyperventilating. I love this for us.
↳y/n's_babysitters (PR TEAM), maya_hawke, we aren't hyperventilating, Maya. we're ✨meditating✨ (and drafting a 'just friends' statement that literally no one will believe).
zendaya, the aesthetic is everything! we need the skincare routine for this glow, immediately. ✨
↳yn.c.lastname, zendaya coming from the queen herself? I’m honored! The secret is just... good lighting and a healthy dose of chaos. 🤫
↳finnwolfhardofficial, zendaya tell her to stop stressing me out too while you’re at it.
djotime, I leave you kids alone for one weekend and the entire grid is on fire. what did I miss?
↳noahschnapp, djotime, basically finn is currently a puddle on the floor and y/n is being a menace. a typical tuesday.
↳djotime, noahschnapp, sounds about right. i’m staying out of this one.🏃💨
oliviarodrigo, the song choice!! ‘gusto ko sakin ka lang’ is such a mood. i’m obsessed. ❤️🔥
↳yn.c.lastname, oliviarodrigo, you have the best taste! glad you’re feeling the vibe.
↳stranger_updates, olivia sees the vision. the lyrics literally mean "I only want you for myself." she is claiming him.
charlie.r.heaton, I’m with joe. I’m just here for the drama in the comments. 🍿
↳nattyiceofficial, charlie.r.heaton, don't lie, you were the one who helped him pick out the stationery for those letters.
↳charlie.r.heaton, nattyiceofficial, snitches get stitches, natalia.
popcravenews, fans are pointing out that the silver bracelet on yn.c.lastname’s wrist looks identical to the one finnwolfhardofficial was seen wearing during his last interview. thoughts?👀
↳finnwolfhardofficial, popcravenews, do you guys ever sleep?
↳yn.c.lastname, popcravenews, y’all finally caught up after years lmao🤣 🤣
robertdowneyjr, hurt my daughter and there will be consequences, wolfhard😊
↳finnwolfhardofficial, robertdowneyjr, yes, sir😶
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popcravenews
popcravenews, it’s official. 📸 after months of speculation and fan theories that have been long forgotten by the public years ago, finn wolfhard and y/n [lastname] have finally confirmed their relationship.
the pair was spotted looking close in a series of newly released photos, including behind-the-scenes glimpses from recent sets. sources say the two have been "inseparable" for weeks. the internet is officially breaking.
#finnwolfhard #yn #newcouplealert #popcrave
WRITER'S ENDING CREDITS!
somehow this episode got flagged as having 'mature content' and I think it's because of the hammer thingy with that one comment😭😭
hopefully you guys enjoy episode 2 of the romcom series, you guys can request some scenarios or such if you want. I'm currently finishing all the unfinished requests that I have so yeah!
[Petro, the boy you’d grown up beside and promised to stay beside is forced to confront how seriously he took that promise…]
CW: SFW!! fluff, mutual pining, weapons, kissing
You were nine when you made the pact. Petro had just come back from getting lost somewhere in the forest; muddy, shaking, furious at himself for crying. You’d found him before Maxim or any of his adoptive siblings.
He’d let his head hit your shoulder, dampening your shirt with tears, sobbing about how he was so scared the Ochi would take him. You told him they wouldn’t dare as long as you were there.
Which was, objectively, nonsense. You were about a foot tall and missing a front tooth, but you said it like fact, so he believed you.
You’d decided to eternalise the promise into a scrap of fallen bone with one of Maxims old knives, ‘Even if the forest eats the whole world, we stay together.’ He wore it on a cord around his neck after that and he’d insisted you kept the knife.
You were nineteen when outsiders turned up. Petro helping unload traps with one of them, a taller boy around yours and Petro’s age. He was tall, sun-browned, city accent; he nods toward where you’re kneeling by the supply crates, finger combing stray hairs out of your face.
“So how long have you two been together?”
Petro doesn’t understand the question. He actually looks behind him, like maybe there’s another pair standing there.
“Together?”
The boys smile does something easy and knowing.
“Sorry. Just- the way you look at-“
Petro laughs to cut it off. Saying something dismissive. Changing the subject. But now what the boy said sits with him like he’d just been granted the ability to see what was always right in front of him.
Now he notices. He notices the way you run your fingers through your hair when you’re concentrating. He notices how your mouth goes soft when you’re trying not to smile. He notices how you say his name lighter when you’re worried.
He notices the way that outsider boy looks at you. Like you’re new. Like you’re something to be figured out. Like you’re not already known.
A week later, you tell him you’ve been asked to go with them when they leave. Not as a guard or a companion, but as a guide. Someone who understands the forest paths, the safer routes, the Ochi territories.
Petro hates it instantly.
He tells you it’s dangerous. That they don’t know what they’re doing. That the woods past the mountains aren’t forgiving to people who treat them like maps instead of living things.
You just listen. Calm. Steady.
“I won’t be gone forever.”
He storms off, not necessarily angrily but almost deflated.
Later that night, you find him sitting on watch. Not much watching was going on, evidentially. His eyes distracted with something dangling in his fingers. The bone charm, the little engravings growing more visible as you approach.
“You might need it more than I will now.”
He stares at it, uncomprehending.
“You said-”
“We were nine,” you breathe, gently. “We didn’t know what the world would ask of us”
And suddenly the idea that you might leave, not just for a patrol, not just for a season, but really leave, stops being just a theoretical.
He’d always thought you were just… there. Like the ridge. Like the river. Like something built into the shape of his future. He’s never had to imagine a version of his life where you weren’t standing at his side by default.
In your eyes, in your heart, you feel like you’ve already lost him. Because from your side, Petro’s been pulling away for days now. Quiet. Brisk. Volunteering for the specific jobs that keep him out past dusk. Laughing with the outsiders in a way he never used to.
You see the way he shuts down when you mention the expedition again. You feel the careful neutrality in his voice when he asks logistical questions instead of whatever you’ve seen get lodged in his throat as he opens his mouth to speak and then gives up.
You assume- well… To be honest you assume he’s relieved. That maybe what they were was only ever important because it was easy, because it didn’t require choosing.
So you give the charm back before you can change your mind. Better to cut off this promise than wait for him to realize it was never something he meant to keep.
Petro can’t look at you without thinking about someone else asking how long you’ve been together. You can’t look at him without thinking about how easily he let the promise go.
Both of you are sleeping worse. Both of you are about 3 conversations away from either confessing or making the worst mistake of your lives.
Petro tells himself he doesn’t care. He tells himself that when the outsider boy ‘Matthew’ (the boys name literally leaving a sour taste in Petro’s mouth) laughs at something you say. He tells himself that when Matthew walks beside you during supply checks. He tells himself that when she bends over a map with Matthew and their shoulders nearly touch.
He does not tell himself why he’s watching.
It’s worse because you seem… lighter. Animated in a way you haven’t been around him in days. Petro realizes, distantly, that this is his fault. He’s the one who went cold. He’s the one who started answering your excitement with warnings and logistics and silence.
Still. When Matthew reaches out and gently adjusts the strap of your satchel, something practical, something harmless, Petro’s hand tightens so hard around the neck of his rifle that his knuckles ache.
You’re capable. You don’t need fixing. You’re his- No. Not his. The word stops him cold. That’s the problem.
Of course you’re paired on night watch, you always are. Tonight the forest feels uneasy, restless almost. You sit on opposite ends of the fallen log the two of you used since you were kids.
Too much space between you, emotionally and physically. For a long while, there’s only the crackle of the small watch-fire. Then you say, very casually,
“Matthew thinks we can cross the eastern ridge in four days if the weather holds.”
Petro’s jaw tightens.
“Well Matthew hasn’t crossed the eastern ridge.”
You exhale slowly. Not annoyed but somewhere in between disappointment and fatigue.
“No. He hasn’t.”
Silence again. Then, softer, “You don’t have to glare at him every time he talks to me.”
His head snaps toward you.
“I don’t glare.”
She actually laughs, quiet, spotting the blatant lie.
“Petro, you look at him like you’re about to challenge him to a duel over a map.”
Heat floods his face.
“He doesn’t know you.”
The words come out rougher than he meant them.
“What does that have to do with anything?”
Everything, he wants to say. Everything, because he doesn’t know how to explain that watching someone look at you like you’re a possibility instead of a constant makes something feral rise in his chest.
Instead he says, “He looks at you like you’re already leaving.”
A silence hangs for a minute. The fire sinks lower, shadows casting higher. You stare into the embers when you speak.
“I am leaving.”
“I know.”
It comes out small, you finally look at him.
“You look at me like I already have.”
That lands. Hard. He swallows.
“I just…” He scrubs a hand down his face. “You made it sound like the promise didn’t matter.”
Your expression shifts, hurt flickering across it.
“I gave it back because I thought it didn’t matter to you.”
The world seems to narrow to the space between you.
“It matters,” he says immediately. Too fast. Too intense.
“Then why do you act like I’m just… some obligation you’re finally being freed from?”
The words hit him like a physical blow, his brows furrowing regretfully, just now realising he came across that way.
“Is that what you think?”
“You won’t look at me,” your gaze at your shoes, voice unsteady now. “You won’t fight me on this the way you fight about everything else. You just go quiet, like you’re waiting for it to be over.”
He doesn’t know how to explain that the quiet is because if he starts, he won’t stop. That if he argues the way he wants to, he’ll say things he’s not sure he has the right to say.
The forest shifts. Something distant cracks in the underbrush. Neither of them move. Finally, he says,
“When he asked how long we’d been together… I didn’t understand what he meant.”
You freeze.
“What..?”
“He thought-” Petro laughs once, shaky. “Matthew thought we were… together.”
The word hangs between them. Fragile. Electric. Your face has gone very still.
“And?”
He forces himself to meet your eyes.
“And I couldn’t stop thinking about it.”
The fire pops, your fingers curling into the fabric at your knees.
“Petro…”
It’s a warning. A plea. He doesn’t know which.
“I don’t like the way he looks at you,” he admits. “I don’t like that he gets to be excited about you leaving. I don’t like that you smile at him like that.”
Your breath trembles.
“Like what?”
“Like you’re already halfway gone.”
Silence hanging again.
He can see it, the realization dawning on your face. The way your eyes soften. The way your shoulders lose their rigid line.
“You’re an idiot,” you whisper.
He almost smiles.
“Probably.”
You shift closer. Just a little. Close enough that their knees nearly brush.
“I smiled because I thought you didn’t care.”
He looks at you then… really looks.
“I care.”
Too much. It’s right there. Balanced on the edge. If he leans forward an inch. If you reach out. If either of you say one more honest thing.
The forest explodes with a distant, echoing cry, something shrill and unmistakably not human. An Ochi. Both of you are on your feet instantly. Instinct snapping into place. Rifles in hand. Backs nearly touching.
The moment shatters.
But before you move toward the sound, before duty swallows confession whole, you reach back blindly and catch his free hand. Just for a second. Squeezing. Not letting go. You don’t have to speak.
Petro moves first, already angling toward the denser growth east of the watch line, tugging you with him. You follow without question, you always have.
Another call, louder this time. Closer.
There’s a shallow limestone break not far from the ridge path, a collapsed hollow half-hidden by roots and fern. They used it once as kids during a storm.
Petro shoves aside the hanging brush and ducks inside, pulling you down with him just as something large moves through the trees behind them.
Heavy. Quiet in the way only something that knows exactly where it’s stepping can be. The space is barely wide enough for two. They end up pressed chest-to-shoulder, her back against the stone, his arm braced beside her head to keep his weight off where the rock dips sharp.
Outside, the forest goes still.
Petro leans just enough to peer through the break in the roots. A shape slides between the trees, pale where the moonlight catches it, long-limbed, head tilting as if listening for something beneath the ground. The Ochi.
Close enough that he could hit it if he was willing to die for it afterward. He doesn’t move. Behind him, your breath is warm against the side of his throat.
Too warm. Too close.
He becomes violently aware of the way your knee is trapped between his, the way your fingers are still twisted in the front of his sleeve, the way his hand is braced against the rock by your head instead of anywhere safer.
The Ochi’s steps circle. Pause. Circle again. Minutes stretch thin. You shift, barely, your forehead brushing his jaw as you leans toward the gap.
“Can you see it?” You whisper.
He nods before remembering you can’t see that from this position.
“Yes.”
Your hand tightens in his sleeve.
“Is it moving toward the camp?”
“No.”
Toward them. He doesn’t say that part. Silence. Except for the breathing outside. And theirs. Too loud. Too shared. He feels her swallow.
“Petro…”
It’s the same tone from before the cry interrupted them. That almost.
“Don’t,” he breathes. He’s not sure if he means don’t talk or don’t stop.
“You said you couldn’t stop thinking about it.”
His eyes close. Now? Now?
“This is not the time.”
“It might be the only time,” you whisper back.
That lands somewhere deep and ugly. Maxim never taught him feelings, if anything he taught Petro to not have them. Maxim called them dangerous, something that was better avoided, but you were worth that risk.
“You’re leaving,” he says, because apparently this is the only thing he can say tonight without it tearing something open.
“Yes.”
A beat.
“But I didn’t want to leave you.”
The words are so quiet he almost misses them. Outside, the Ochi shifts again, a slow scrape of something against bark. He should be watching it.
He isn’t.
“I thought,” you continue, voice shaking now, “if you didn’t say anything, then I’d know. And I could go without wondering if I was walking away from something that was never real.”
His chest tightens.
“Real?”
“Us.”
There it is. No more sidestepping. No more pact to hide behind. He turns his head. They’re close enough that the movement brings their noses nearly level.
“When he asked me how long we’d been together,” Petro says, barely audible, “I didn’t know how to tell him that I’ve never had a future that didn’t have you in it.”
Your breath catches, sharp and broken. Outside, the Ochi goes very still. Inside, so do the two of you.
“I thought you didn’t choose me,” you say.
“I thought I didn’t have to.”
He lets out a shaky laugh that’s more like a confession.
“I thought you were just… mine already.”
Your eyes go wide.
He rushes the rest before he can lose the nerve, before the forest takes the moment again.
“Not mine like I own you,” he adds, frantic now. “Mine like the promise was real. Like you staying was something I could build around. And when you gave it back-” His voice breaks.
“It felt like you were leaving me behind on purpose.”
For a second, you just look at him. Then your hand slides from his sleeve to his wrist, to his palm. Lacing your fingers together.
“I was waiting for you to ask me to stay.”
The Ochi moves again, a huff of breath right outside the hollow, but neither of you flinch this time.
“Stay,” he says immediately. Too loud. Too desperate. He swallows. Softer, “Stay.”
Your thumb brushes over his knuckles. “I will,” you whisper. “If you mean it.”
He leans in before he can overthink it. It’s not graceful. Your noses bump. His hand slips against the rock. But your mouth is warm and sure against his, like something that’s been waiting as long as he has.
Outside, the Ochi finally passes on. Inside, neither of you notice for a very long time.
finally finished episode 1 after tumblr deleted my only copy of it back then. happy belated valentine's day y'all❤️. cheers to the first episode of romcom 🥂!
here we go again.
face-to-face with your pr team who looks really flabbergasted after what you did.
it was silent for a moment, staring at each other for a good 10 minutes.
“... so–"
“did we not give you enough attention!?”
one of your pr, callahan who’s in charge of making your pictures are rumors-free and gorgeous, cried out oh-so dramatically.
it was like he was mourning his fallen husband from war.
you deadpanned at him, “... I got sentimental…” you admitted like a child who got caught eating extra candy.
“well, it was his birthday..” maeve, the voice of reason in your pr team and in charge of schedules and such, well, reasoned with the other two. blessed maeve’s heart still.
marisol let out a sigh, “eve, sweetheart, our little star has a so-called reputation to maintain and that reputation doesn't have the secret lover girl one that she has right now.”
marisol is the first pr manager you had even back then in the philippines. she became your second parent and trusted adult whenever your child self, back then, felt overwhelmed by the cameras and flashes. she is also the overall head of your pr team since she's been here the longest.
“this is so not wicked of me.” you grumbled, now everyone knows what you’ve been hiding for a long time.
callahan chuckled, “is that a reference?” he asked.
“whatever makes you sleep at night, cal.” you retorted.
after that post you made, the ringing of notifications bursts into callahan’s phone that his phone started to heat a bit. the ringing became a alert message when a natural disaster happened.
what a way to end 2025… by making the ‘wolf[last name]’ sub-reddit happy and having the audacity to say to the non-believers before a ‘i told you so!’.
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december 23, 2025
yn.c.lastname .music used ‘that boy is mine' by arianna grande
yn.c.lastname, to the guy who spent $200 on roaming charges and still heard me complained about it; I love you with all my heart, even though i’ll rather be caught dead than saying that. but one thing’s for sure is that ‘wolf[last name]’ sub-reddit can finally ease up. happy birthday, direk. namumutan taka, padaba ko💜 [stream ‘hell of a summer' everyone!]
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y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), so, uhm, girl...
↳user1, not her pr team panicking😭😭
finnwolfhardofficial, wow.. just wow.
↳y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), finnwolfhardofficial, same ngl
↳finnwolfhardofficial, y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), totally not blushing and giggling right now…🫢🫢
user2, I always knew y/n is so ‘jealous girl's by lana del ray coded and this just proves my point lmao
user3, diva, did you just hard launched?😭😭
zendaya, can finally stop lying y’all❤️🩹🙌🏻
↳tomholland2013, zendaya, we’ve been silenced for so long
tomholland2013, i’m gonna use this against you the next time I see you😈😈
user4, what language did she just say???
↳i’veseenstrangerthingsbefore, user4, I think it's Bicol
↳ilovey/nforlife, i’veseenstrangerthingsbefore, correct! y/n used to live in the province before coming to manila!
↳i’veseenstrangerthingsbefore, ilovey/nforlife, omg city boy x province girl????
milliebobbybrown, so can the whole group follow your ig now??🥹
↳y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), milliebobbybrown 🟩! (p.s she fell asleep rn)
↳milliebobbybrown, y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), no wonder she hasn't been replying since posting this😭😭
user5, help! not mills and the whole st group wanting to follow y/n for a long time now😭😭✋🏻
↳fangirlofy/n(I'm a boy), user5, they’ve been waiting lmao
aidangallagher, so... let me get this straight. I spent four seasons being your 'husband' while you were secretly speed-dialing mike wheeler in your trailer? congrats, you two. finally
rozzymikes, i knew it! I told you in 2019 there was a 'ghost' in your dressing room and it was just the frequency of your pining! i’m the godfather of this union, i’ve decided.🕺✨
emmyraver, the way I just screamed in the middle of a grocery store!! 8 years?! the discipline is terrifying. love you both to bits! ❤️😭
tom.hopperhop, does this mean i don't have to pretend I didn't see him sneaking into the season 4 wrap party anymore? my acting skills were being tested, guys. So happy for you! 💪🔥
justinhmin, you really kept us in the dark for nearly a decade.
castanedawong, finn, brother... you survived the y/n sassiness.
elliotpage, finally out of the vault! so much love for you both. it’s been beautiful watching this grow behind the scenes all these years.❤️
user6, not the whole tua cast being here lmao
praybeytbenjamin, hala, meron na special someone anak ko🥹🥹 congratulations, baby y/n!
annecurtissmith, congratulations, baby y/n! it was fun teasing you about your secret someone on showtime, it's great that you're ready to be public about it!
user7, are we getting a stranger things x umbrella academy??👀👀
ariannagrande, i see you😉
↳rumorhasit, ariannagrande, ari getting the clue too!
netflixca, canada loves you, diva💖
↳finnwolfhardofficial, netflixca, indeed they do☺️
↳netflixph, netflixca, we were first in line, canada!🙄
tuaapologistfan, not netflix ca & ph fighting over her😭😭😭
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finnwolfhardofficial, I met this girl at a premiere in 2017. I had mac demarco pins on my jacket, she told me his "older stuff was better," and then she gave me her email address because she claimed her phone "didn't receive international texts." it took me about three years of facetime calls from vancouver to manila to realize she wasn't actually a "international woman of mystery," she was just incredibly stubborn.
from 10-point critiques of mike wheeler’s attitude sent via email, to flying to montreal just to "study indie subcultures" (i saw the suitcase full of calpurnia merch, by the way), to being the only person who can tell me my guitar is out of tune without me getting annoyed—it’s always been you. thanks for being my executive producer, my favorite creative consultant, and for finally dropping the stark ego in el nido. 8 years later, and you’re still my favorite view.
love you 3,000. mahal kita. ❤️ ( she's still asleep )
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y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), well, since it's finally out, congratulations vancouver boy and manila girl👏🏻👏🏻
stark_industries_official, we approve of this merger. 🛡️🎸
↳user8, this is one hell of a crossover i'm witnessing
user9, wolf[lastname] we are winning so hard!!
noahschnapp, the way i’ve had to pretend i didn't see you two holding hands at every wrap party for a decade... i’m finally free!!
↳finnwolfhardofficial, noahschnapp, be free, comrade!🕊️
milliebobbybrown, my heart is actually exploding. the el nido story?! I’m crying. 😭
↳finnwolfhardofficial, milliebobbybrown, want a tissue?
↳milliebobbybrown, yeah, would much appreciate it, finn!
sadiesink_, the el nido photos are everything, hope you two public them.🥹 also, her 10-point critiques of mike wheeler were actually very valid and someone had to say it.
user11, papa, me want to see el nido pictures pls🙏🏻🙏🏻
↳y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), user11, same
↳user11, y/n’s_babysitters (PR TEAM), help!😭
gatenm123, does this mean she’ll finally stop cc-ing me on the emails about your guitar being out of tune? because i agree with her, by the way. love you guys!
synopsis! think you know everything about your favorite stars? think again. beyond the blinding flashes of the paparazzi and the carefully curated social media feeds lies a secret no one saw coming. while the tabloids were busy chasing shadows, filipina screen sweetheart Y/N L/N and global icon Finn Wolfhard were busy building a life together.
from years of quiet pining and a slow-burn courtship hidden in plain sight, these two have mastered the art of staying off the grid. It sounds like a fan-fiction fever dream, but the industry’s best-kept secret is finally surfacing—and the world definitely isn't ready.
Welcome ladies, gentlemen, and non binary folks, to the hidden garden! This is a safe space for me to post random writings of mine, usually fanfics/AUs. Most of my writings are family friendly, however some might include not so family friendly stuff so I will put a trigger warning before you read ahead.
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summary! Behind every scene of every actor lies a private life away from the paparazzi eyes despite the persistence of the said paparazzi, but would you believe that famous filipina actress, Y/N L/N, and famous musician and actor, Finn Wolfhard, have been in a relationship after many years of courtship? yeah, me neither.
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yn.c.lastname good morning, my mundo<33
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annecurtissmith, DYOSA!🥰
↳yn.c.lastname, annecurtissmith, ate Anne🥹🥹! I missed you po, hoping to be back hosting with you and Mama Meme🙏🏻🙌🏻!
y/nsupremacy, hello gorgeous 😍🥰
milliebobbybrown, there's my gorgeous enola holmes co-star😻🙌🏻
↳yn.c.lastname, milliebobbybrown love you always, babe😽😻
↳louispartridge_, milliebobbybrown, yn.c.lastname, oh so am I a wall now?😑
Y/NsLeftEyebrow, not louis being a third wheel at millie and y/n😭😭
marvelstudios, that's marvel's princess for a reason✨
↳yn.c.lastname, zendaya, missed you too, ate 'Daya! :DD
↳finnwolfhardoffical, zendaya, well, I missed her more
↳yn.c.lastname, finnwolfhardofficial, 😳😳
tomholland2013, oh uh🫢
↳yn.c.lastname, tomholland2013, Kuya😭😭!
Ilovey/nforlife, WHAT DID I JUST SAW???
I'veseenstrangerthingsbefore, I'M STARTING A RUMORRRRRR
↳fangirlofy/n(I'm a boy), I'veseenstrangerthingsbefore, COUNT ME IN PLS🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
praybeytbenjamin, kaya pala di' ka na umaattend ng showtime, hah
↳yn.c.lastname, praybeytbenjamin, Mama Meme hindi po ayun ang dahilan😭😭
yn's_babysitters(PR TEAM), well uhm..
↳yn.c.lastname, shush😤!
↳finnwolfhardofficial, yn.c.lastname, 😁😊
↳milliebobbybrown, sooo....
aidangallagher, this is better than the time me and Y/N got scared shitless because we knocked out dolores when making season 1
↳yn.c.lastname, aidangallagher, STILL SCARY!😖😖
noahschnapp, I can hear the chaos now...
↳yn.c.lastname, *sighs*
WRITER'S ENDING LETTERS!
Hey, so, uhm, got inspired by many lovely people here and there, specifically a user here who got me into this Finn Wolfhard au thingy! I really hope I'll keep this motivation up, especially since I'm about to graduate Senior High School💖
Wish me luck! For now, you can listen to the playlist I made for this fanfic :33
dividers are from @/cursed-carmine and @/rmstitanics
