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Hello! Welcome to my blog! I write Fanfiction for multiple different fandoms along with rockstar fanfics of metal/rock musicians! While I do have another blog @rockerfangirlxx I decided not to use it and just keep it as a backup for now!
New disclaimer I decided to add: I am against censorship in fiction, so if you don’t like what I write just ignore it and don’t read! I love writing dark fics. I also may not do your request nothing against you personally, but sometimes I don’t wanna do requests.
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Not a request but i was just wondering if you have written anything Jack Sparrow or Johnny depp? I saw a post you made a while back about possibly doing one but I didnt know where to look to see if it ever happened 😭
i want barbie to take me into the woods in a winter chalet and rub her pussy against mine for hours with no end in sight. thx for taking requests, i loved your barbie series xx from ecuador
Snowy Honeymoon
A/n: Ugh, how I’ve missed writing for Barbie!!! This request fits perfect in the CEO Barbie AU
Pairings: Margot!Barbie x Fem!Reader
Warnings: SMUT 18+, scissoring, mommy kink
While you and Barbie enjoyed being in Vegas, the two of you decided to spend the rest of your honeymoon in a luxurious cabin in Alaska.
So after everything was booked, you packed up and headed to the private jet. Barbie made sure to have winter clothes delivered straight to the cabin so you guys didn’t have to go back home to pack again.
The plane ride was filled with champagne, chocolate covered strawberries, and lots of steamy moments.
Hours later, you arrived at the cabin. Your eyes widened when you saw how huge and fancy it was. But of course, your wife never spared no expense.
“I love it! Thank you so much, baby!” You squealed in excitement as you kissed her. The CEO chuckled, “Of course. Only the best for my new wife.”
You love being referred to as her wife.
“Come on, it’s freezing and we’re not dressed properly.” The two of you rushed inside the rented house. It had huge windows that showed the beautiful snow outside, dark wood accents, and an amazing fireplace. It was also two stories with a landing overlooking the floor below.
The kitchen was rustic but luxurious at the same time. And the bedroom. Well, the bedroom was very intimate. Perfect for the activities Barbie and you have planned.
As a matter of fact, the two of you couldn’t even make it up to the bedroom and began making out in the kitchen.
“Come on. Mommy has an idea.” She purred and you blissfully followed her upstairs. Once you arrived to the bedroom, she instructed you to strip off your clothes which you quickly obeyed.
You eyed her as she also stripped her clothes. “Lie down.” Another simple instruction. You lied down and watched as she sat in front of you. Both of your legs were spread. You then knew what she had planned.
“Ive never done this before.” You said.
“I know. But we’re going to try this together, okay?” Barbie responded in a reassuring tone and you nodded in agreement.
Your pussy was already wet-it’s always wet for her-and so was hers so there was no need for foreplay.
“I know you love the strap, and I do too, but if this works out this could be fun as well.” She said before scooting closer and closer till both your pussies were lightly touching each other. It was both nerve wracking and erotic. And those feelings together made your brain short-circuit.
You grabbed ahold of Barbie’s hand as she began to grind her pussy against yours. And it felt better than expected.
“Oh, fuck!” You cried out.
“Mmm so good!” Your wife moaned out in agreement.
It was a sensation you’d never felt before, but was quickly becoming addicted to. The feeling of her clit and lips against yours was too good, it almost felt overstimulating at times. But you sure didn’t want it to stop.
“Oh my god!” You were withering now, gripping onto Barbie’s hand like a vice. Your eyes glued shut.
“Mmm mommy’s gonna cum! Fuck! Are you almost there?”
“Yes, mommy! I- I can feel it!”
“Come on, cum for me, you’re almost there. Be a good girl and cum for mommy.” She cried as she reached the edge, her release coating your pussy lips.
You weren’t too far behind, shaking as the coil inside you snapped without much warning. The two of you continued to rub your soaking cores together as you came down from your highs.
“Oh, baby that was so good. You did so good. Thank you for trying something new for mommy.”
You blushed, “felt good.”
“Yeah? Guess you and mommy found a new way to play. Now, rest up so we can go snowboarding.”
I’ve gotten 3 asks for Pamela and Tommy defending reader from harassment. So Im going to pick out one that I really like and go from there. I hope the other anons dont mind! They’re all very similar scenerios so hopefully they’ll enjoy them!
hey heyy! I submitted a Pamela x girlfriend reader request a while back but I honestly have no idea if tumblr ate it? Should I send it again or no idk what to do because I don’t wanna overwhelm your ask box😅
Im not sure which one it was because I have quite a few Pamela requests. I might end up doing yours without knowing it’s yours lol
Hiiii!!! Could we get some Pamela fluff where it’s just gentle pampering and sweet kisses??
Aftercare
A/n: Heyyy anon! So sorry for the wait! I hope you like this!
Pairings: Pamela Anderson x Fem!Reader
Warnings: mention of sex. And that’s it. Just super sweet mommy Pamela fluff.
After a long, pleasurable, and tiring string of intimate activities with Pamela, you’re well spent.
“Oh baby, did I wear you out?” She asks as she takes the strap off to clean it and put it back in the drawer where it belongs.
You tiredly nod with a blissed out smile as you lay bare naked on the luxury bed. Your girlfriend is, of course, also still naked you admire her beautiful form. You’re never going to get tired of her beauty.
“Cmon, let’s get you cleaned up.” She grabs your hand and gently tugs you to get off the bed and follow her into the bathroom.
You yawn as you rest against the wall while she fills the tub. “I know you’re tired, baby. But you need to get cleaned up.”
Once the bath is filled along with bubbles, the two of you get in, Pamela behind you as you sit in her lap and rest your head against her chest. She grabs a warm wash cloth with body wash and starts gently rubbing your entire body, being extra gentle with your pussy.
You sigh in contentment, you love when she takes care of you like this. “Good girl.” She praises softly as you let her clean you.
“I love you, Pammy.” You whisper
“I love you too, baby.” Pam responds before giving you a peck on the cheek.
Once it’s time to get out of the bath, she wraps you in a warm, fluffy towel before handing you your favorite silk night gown and robe.
“Thank you, darling.” You say before pecking her lips.
“You’re welcome, sweetheart.”
Anyone would call you guys so in love that it’s sickening. But you couldn’t care less. Pamela helps dressing you, tying your robe before she gets into her own pajamas.
“You want any snacks or water?” She asks.
“No thank you. Just wanna lay with you.” You blush. You’re still shy around her and she finds that adorable.
“C’mere, baby.” You climb into bed with her and the two of you spend the rest of the night watching TV before passing out in each others arms.
A/n: Yall this has been in my drafts for awhile LOL
Pairings: Anne Hathaway x Assistant!Fem!Reader
Warnings: SMUT 18+, age gap, power dynamic, mommy kink, oral (r receiving), quickie (?), def might make a part two
You stared at your computer screen in shock.
No way you actually got hired as Anne Hathaway’s assistant for the filming of The Devil Wears Prada 2. This must be some mistake. Or a scam.
Ok, you did apply for the job but…you didn’t think you’d actually get it. Now you had to buy a whole new professional wardrobe because you would not be in Anne’s presence wearing five year old dresses.
So, you splurged on some new dresses and skirts, even some new heels. You made sure to get everything together before your first day at work.
When your alarm went off on the first day, your eyes shot wide open and you immediately got up to get ready. You brushed your teeth, put on a new sleek black dress, did your hair and makeup, and headed out the door.
Driving to set wasn’t too bad. You showed the security guard your ID and then he let you in. You were a bundle of nerves as you stood in front of Anne’s trailer. God, what if she was mean? No, Anne Hathaway wouldn’t be mean right? All her co-stars love her.
Sucking in a deep breath you knocked on the door. When she emerged, you were taken aback. She was even more beautiful in person.
“U-um hi Miss. Hathaway…Im your assistant for this film…I have the script for today.” You stuttered and blushed. Ugh, pathetic you thought to yourself.
Anne smiled warmly, “Thank you. It’s pretty cold out there why don’t you come inside for a bit?” You nodded and gratefully headed inside the trailer. It was satisfyingly heated, and you took a seat on the small sofa.
“Filming doesn’t start in about an hour. So, I’d like to use this as an opportunity to get to know you.”
“Y-you want to get to know me?”
The brunette nodded, “Of course. We’re going to be spending some time together after all.”
“Well…what would you like to know?”
“Start with the basics. I already know your name and what you do for a living so…” she prompted you to go on.
“Im 25 years old, I have two cats, my favorite color is pink, umm…I love to read.”
“I love to read too. The character I played in my last movie was a reader and I felt really connected to her.”
“The Idea Of You, right? It’s one of my favorite movies!” Your face heated up when you realized what you just said. Fangirling over your boss was not on the agenda.
Anne chuckled softly, “Yeah? What do you like about it?”
“I like the plot, Nicolas was hot in it…” you were hot in it you wanted to say, “the music was good too. I like that there was an actual album for the movie.”
“It’s honestly one of the funnest times I’ve had filming. You said you liked the plot. What about it specifically?” You could’ve sworn she scooted closer to you.
You fumbled your words, “Um…the whole older woman thing was…different.”
“‘Different’? Let me ask you this,” her hand landed on your knee, “Do you like older women, Y/n?”
You blushed furiously, “I- um…no. Maybe? Yes?”
The actress removed her hand and you silently protested the loss of her touch. “I’m just teasing you.”
You laughed awkwardly, pretending you weren’t turned on.
Once it was time for filming, you joined Anne on set. You also fangirled over Meryl Streep. Anne thought it was the cutest thing, how nervous you were but also starstruck.
-Time Skip-
A few weeks In and everything was going well. You’d grown close to Anne, more than you’d ever thought you would. You didn’t think you would become close with her because she’s an A list actress and you’re just her assistant.
On the last day of filming, she brought wine for you and her to enjoy in her trailer for celebration. Usually you would decline the offer because it’s very unprofessional but it was the last day and how can you say no to Anne Hathaway?
Sitting cross legged across from the brunette on the couch, the two of you laughed as you sipped on the deep red liquid.
“You’re an amazing actress, you know?” You spoke up, suddenly feeling bold.
She chuckled softly, “Thank you. You’re an amazing assistant. A really pretty one, too.”
Your eyes widened in surprise, a blush creeping up on your cheeks. Anne immediately became concerned, “I’m sorry. Was that too far? Did I read any signals wrong?”
“N-no you didn’t. I just didn’t think…”
The brunette scooted closer to you, pushing your hair behind your ear, “Didn’t think what? That I wouldn’t like you?”
The two of you just looked into each other’s eyes before the older woman cupped your face in her hands and pressed her lips to yours. You stiffened at first before relaxing and giving in to the kiss.
When the two of you pulled apart she gave you a soft, inviting smile. “You’re so cute. I think you’d look even cuter all dressed up for me. But for now, I think you should take those clothes off.”
You bit your bottom lip before slowly removing your blouse, skirt, tights, and heels leaving you in just your black lace underwear. You’ve always enjoyed wearing sexy underwear under your clothes even if no one sees it because it gives you a confidence boost.
Anne eyed your body appreciatively. You felt your face heat up and your pussy dampen even more than it already was.
The actress pulled you forward and immediately pressed a kiss to your stomach and inhaling your scent. “So good.” She moaned before cupping your wet, panty-covered core.
“So wet for mommy.” She said and god did that both humiliate you and turn you on at the same time. You whimpered.
“Yeah? You like it when I call myself mommy?” She had a playful glint in her eyes when she looked up at you. You were suddenly aware of how you were standing there in front of her stripped to your underwear and Anne was still fully clothed sitting on the couch.
Your breathing picked up when she pulled the crotch of your panties to the side to expose your dripping pussy. You hissed when she ran her finger through your slit collecting you slick before licking it off her digit.
As soon as she tasted your arousal, something primal struck in her and she immediately pulled you even closer to lick a bold stripe against your pussy.
“Fuck!” You cried.
“Mmm…you taste so good.” Anne moaned before diving in again and eating you like a starved woman. When her tongue just lightly touched your clit you went wild, turning into a moaning and whimpering mess. Her hands gripped your thighs with such harshness there was bound to be some bruises tomorrow. But you just couldn’t find the energy to care.
You gripped her hair as she spread open your lips to stick her tongue inside your cunt. “O-oh please!”
“What is it you need, baby?”
“I-I need to cum! Oh, fuck!”
“Ask mommy nicely.”
“Please, mommy. Please let me cum!”
Your knees were going to give out if Anne wasn’t holding you up. You felt yourself getting closer to the edge before you came all over her tongue. You cried out as you reached your peak.
“Mm, fuck. You taste so so good, Y/n.” The actress groaned as she lapped up every last bit of your orgasm.
She sat back and looked up at you, “You’re such a good girl. Im sorry this was so quick, but I’m afraid we don’t have much more time in the trailer. How about I take you out to dinner, and then back to my place? Mommy can show you how exactly she wants to treat you.”
You quickly nodded as if your life was on the line.
“Good girl. Now, I want you to get cleaned up, head home to get into something sexier, and me and my driver will pick you up. Deal?”
I really wanna write a fic or mini series on this soon, but I have so many other things to write plus series I already have started. So I decided to make a moodboard for the time being <3
Warnings: smut 18+ ONLY, dom!olivia, sub!reader, oral (o receiving), fingering (r receiving), marking, biting, cheating, sorry Louis is definitely the bad guy here, degradation, shy!reader, based off of Olivia’s song of the same name, let me know if I forgot anything.
Ever since Olivia started dating her boyfriend, Louis, she’s constantly think about you. She knows she shouldn’t care this much about her boyfriend’s ex girlfriend, but for some reason she can’t stop.
She stalked your instagram and TikTok. She watched your movies. She read gossip articles about you. She scrolled through Reddit pages reading about what other people had to say about you. The singer even talks about you to her friends. If they didn’t know better, they’d think she’s in love with you.
And, Olivia can’t sit here and lie and say you aren’t beautiful. Thats part of the reason why you bothered her so much. Even though you’ve never met in real life.
She never asked Louis about you, wanting to keep her obsession on the down low. She doesn’t want to seem like an insecure girlfriend. But isn’t that what she’s acting like?
The more she talked about you, the more she thought about you, and the more she searched you up, her thoughts about you became less of jealousy and insecurity and more…romantic.
She thought about simple “what ifs.”
What if she kissed you? What if you kissed her? What if she decided to touch you? What if she fell in love?
She feels absolutely horrible about these feelings considering she has a boyfriend. But recently, he’s been distant. And she suspects that he’s not into her anymore and probably talking to another girl.
The thought makes a chill run down her spine. She expected this due to her pessimism. But she didn’t think it would actually happen this time.
She decides she needs to get out of the house, maybe go for a walk downtown. Olivia gets dressed in just jeans and a t-shirt, not finding any reason to get all dressed up.
She grabs her phone, keys, and wallet before heading out to her car. It’s been a hot minute since she’s driven herself anywhere. In between tour and red carpet events.
One of her own songs ironically starts playing softly on the radio and she can’t help but laugh. It’s always so surreal hearing her own music on the radio even though she’s been successful for quite a few years now.
Downtown LA is always the perfect place to walk around and window shop in locally owned stores. Some people recognize her, and she takes pictures with them.
Olivia is too distracted as her head is turned back to bid a group of fans farewell when she bumps into someone.
“Sorry!” She says quickly before taking a look at who she bumped into.
Her eyes widen when she realizes it’s you. The girl she’s been obsessed with for months. Her boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend. Her face heats up.
“It’s okay.” You respond with a smile.
Oh god your voice is just as pretty as it is in the movies. You’re just as pretty as you are in the movies.
You’re wearing a pink dress and white ballet flats with your hair in a half-up half down style tied off with a pink ribbon. Your makeup is soft and accentuates your natural features.
“I was just talking to a group of fans and got distracted.”
You chuckle softly, “I get it, it happens all the time to me too. But I appreciate them when they’re respectful.”’
Seeing you in person is making her heart and mind go haywire. Suddenly she really does want to kiss you.
“Im Olivia.” She holds her hand out. You take hers in yours and shake it, “I know. Ive…heard a lot about you.”
“And “I’ve heard a lot about you from…Louis.”
“Yeah.”
Silence falls between the two of you. Then Olivia breaks it by speaking up again,
“How would you like to come to one of my shows?”
You blinked twice, trying to make sure you heard her right. Your ex-boyfriend’s current girlfriend is inviting you to her show? Thats definitely a first.
“It’s okay if you want to decline the invitation. It’s just…something that came to mind.”
“No, it’s okay I was just caught off guard for a moment. Not everyday an ex-boyfriend’s new girlfriend asks if I’d want to go to her concert. But um, yeah why not? I like your music.”
She suddenly feels a twinge of satisfaction knowing you like her music. And also confused. Because what was she expecting? You to hater her? Call her names?
“Great! I’ll hook you up with a VIP pass. Barricade seat.”
“Oh wow! Thank you.” You respond, shocked and bewildered by this whole interaction. Once the two of you part ways, you suddenly can’t get your mind off the brunette girl.
~ Time Skip ~
The concert is a blast. She sings every song of hers you love, and you notice how her eyes keep darting over to you as you stand in the VIP section. Your heart beats faster than usual.
Some people in the VIP section recognize you and ask for pictures. Ugh, this is definitely going to be in the tabloids tomorrow. You can picture the headline now, “ACTRESS Y/N L/N GOES TO EX-BOYFRIEND’S GIRLFRIEND’S CONCERT.”
The TikTok and Reddit thinkpieces will be up by midnight tonight. Twitter’s gonna have a meltdown.
You decide for now to shake off those feelings and enjoy the rest of the show. You were invited here as a guest after all, so being in a sour mood is not on the table tonight.
After the show, confetti falls down from the ceiling and you laugh as you catch some of it. You always love when singers have confetti after the show ends.
Right as you get up to leave, one of Olivia’s security guards approaches you, “Ma’am, Miss Rodrigo would like to see you backstage.”
Your eyebrows shoot up, “Oh, okay.” You let the man lead you backstage and to her dressing room.
The door simply reads “Olivia” on a piece of paper stuck onto it. “Miss Rodrigo?” Her guard says, “Miss L/n is here.”
A few short moments later, Olivia opens the door, still a bit sweaty but put together. She smiles, “Thanks.” Before pulling you inside. You blush at what this could look like.
Famous pop-star invites a girl backstage to her dressing room before pulling her inside. You hope to god no one’s going to sell some kind of story to the press.
“Hey, sorry. I know you probably weren’t expecting to be back here.” She says with a breathy laugh.
“It’s okay. Not like I have anything else planned tonight.”
“So you don’t have a boyfriend?” The question catches you off guard.
“No. Not since me and…well you know.” Now it’s awkward.
“Right, yeah, of course. I mean I was just curious.”
“I’m completely over Louis if that’s what you’re asking.”
“I know. I wasn’t asking about that.”
You furrow your brows, “What were you asking that for?”
Suddenly the air seems to shift into something warmer. Olivia eyes you, her eyes flickering up and down your body. You’re not wearing anything particularly fancy tonight. Just a black body-con dress and some sandals.
She steps forward until your back is against the door. Your heart rate picks up and your cheeks warm.
It’s not long till she presses her lips to yours. Youre shocked but let it happen. Because truthfully, you don’t mind this predicament.
When she pulls away and sees your shocked face she says, “Sorry. I don’t know what came over me. Ive just been thinking about this for a long time-“
You cut her off by kissing her back, your guys’ hands wandering each other’s bodies. She’s only wearing her two piece costume so you feel her soft skin under your fingers.
She pulls away again, “Before we go any further, I think it’s fair to ask what you’re into.”
Oh god. I mean, of course she’s asking that. You can’t just have sex without asking the other person what they’re into. But how humiliating is being on the receiving end of that question? Yet, it’s almost like the humiliation turns you on even more.
You blush, “Um…well, I like…um…” why is this so hard to say?
“Cmon baby, I won’t judge.”
Her gentle and encouraging voice lets you build up a bit of confidence.
“I like being submissive…”
Olivia chuckles softly, “Girl, why were you so afraid to say that? Thats hot as fuck!” Causing you to blush more.
“You want to continue this?” She asks, realizing she didn’t ask if you even wanted to take things further. You simply nod and she kisses you again before tugging your dress down to expose your breasts. You’re not wearing a bra tonight because it would show under your spaghetti straps.
“No bra? Look at these…” she trails off as she kneads and caresses them. You hiss and bite your lip when she pinches one of your nipples.
“Ooh…sensitive, huh?” You barely register her words because she’s putting her mouth on one of your nipples. You lightly grip her hair and arch your back as she bites and sucks on the sensitive flesh while tugging on your other one.
Your nipples have always been sensitive, and the way she’s playing with them makes you feel like you could cum right here.
Once she pays attention to both sides, Olivia pulls the rest of your dress down and you kick off your shoes leaving you in just your black lace panties.
Her eyes scan your body appreciatively, “I can see why my boyfriend fell in love with you.” You blush, feeling so exposed.
Soon enough your panties are pushed the side and her fingers caress your soaking pussy. “Sooo wet.” She purrs in your ear making you shiver. When she plunges her fingers inside, you’re gone for.
You roll your eyes back as she curves and thrusts while rubbing your clit with her thumb. You can’t stop the obscene noises that emit from you, and you can tell Olivia is getting a kick out of it.
“So noisy, hm? Did he ever make you feel like this? Did he ever fuck you this good?” She speeds up her pace, making you see stars and your knees buckle. If it wasn’t for her other hand holding you up by your arm, you might fall to the ground.
She pulls her fingers out and slaps your pussy harshly making you jump. “I asked you a question.”
“N-no! He never made me feel like this. He never fucked me like this!” You cry out, silently begging her to fuck you again.
“Oh, baby I know.” Olivia slides her fingers back in-with ease considering how wet you are-and continues her treatment from earlier.
You gasp in shock and pleasure when she bites down on your neck, leaving a beautiful purple mark in between your neck and collarbone. You knew exactly what she is doing. She’s marking you.
Her teeth move up to your earlobe, gently nibbling on it. Between this, and her excruciating fucking of your pussy, you get closer and closer to the edge.
“Olivia!” You cry out her name.
“What is it, baby? You gonna cum soon?”
You nod with tears in your eyes and pouty lips. Your makeup is destroyed by now.
“Go ahead, baby. Cum for me.”
You cry out as you clench around her fingers when you reach your finish. Your vision goes white for a split second until you come down from your high.
You watch as the singer retracts her fingers and sucks them clean. You moan at the sight, you’d never seen anything so erotic before.
Olivia then shimmies out of her stage costume and walks over to the sofa, sitting with her legs spread giving you a good view of her dripping pussy. You’re mesmerized at how beautiful she is. You can’t blame Louis for leaving you for her.
And maybe it was a good thing, because how else would end up in this position? She beckoned you over with her finger and as you stepped towards her she stopped you, “Ah ah. Crawl.” Your face is beet red as you shakily get on all fours and slowly crawl towards her.
Olivia pets your head once you reach her. Her pussy is just inches from your face. “I think I deserve a thank you for making you cum so hard, don’t you think?”
You nod and lick a bold stripe against her pussy making her moan and grip your hair to pull you closer. You lap up her arousal, and flick your tongue expertly on her clit.
“Fuck, you look so pretty with my pussy in your mouth. You know how to eat me so well…such a slut.” And by god if the degradation isn’t making you wetter.
She tastes so good, you can see yourself becoming addicted to her. You look up at her with glassy eyes, watching as she moans in pleasure. Her hand is deliciously pulling at your locks.
You can tell she’s close so you speed up, determined to give her the best dammed thank you ever.
“Oh fuck! So good…” she cries out as she gets closer to the edge. You gasp as you feel her release all over your face and you’re careful not to get it in your eyes.
Olivia’s release tastes even better than her pussy, if that’s even possible.
The singer pulls your head back, looking down at you with admiration. “Mmm you’re such a good girl. I think you and I are gonna make great friends.”
I cannot STAND these TikTok Michael Jackson fans bro. Like look, I love his music, I don’t want to think he did anything bad to those kids but this isn’t really about the allegations so it doesn’t matter.
But they are just soooo annoying. Like you cannot open a TikTok comment section without people spamming MJ stickers even when the video isn’t even about him. And god forbid someone say they don’t care for him or his music. The rabid fans will say “king of pop btw. Most famous person in the world btw.” As if thats gonna make them like his music? As if they’re not allowed to dislike a very famous artist? The glaze is insane. They genuinely act like he was the best man to walk this earth.
And then they bring him up on videos that are about other artists. Now I understand why Michael MIGHT be brought up in the comment sections of Prince videos but also…why? Let Prince be his own artist he is completely different from MJ. The two didn’t even really have beef! Yet the fans hate on Prince all the time.
And what really pisses me off is when theres a video of a FEMALE artist and they will be in the comments talking about MJ. I saw a video praising Madonna and there were MJ fans in the comments with MJ stickers talking about “Don’t forget about him” like bitch, no one’s going to forget about Michael Jackson. This is a video about MADONNA.
The audacity to go on a video of someone praising a female artist and then make it about man.
They did the same thing with an Ariana Grande video. Mind you, none of these videos mentioned MJ.
Then how they harass people who believe the allegations. I don’t really believe in them myself but come on, to harass people? Cancel them? Send death threats? They fr tried to cancel benoftheweek over this which is so fucking stupid.
i have now seen ppl complaining about reader (y/n) always being weak, feminine and bimbo-esque and also seen ppl complaining that reader is always strong, masculine and confident/cocky… can you guys pick a struggle?
like ofc not every single x reader fic is gonna have your exact personality??? i personally see a healthy mix of different reader characterizations so idk what we’re complaining so much about. if you want a reader that suits you more then start writing your own fics ig.
just a reminder that the authors on here write and post for free so maybe we could be a bit more understanding and polite when we want to start discussions about things like this.
