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@wiltedsunflower

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fear not - Isaiah 41:10 ✰ 777 🪩 be you, do you, for you ✝︎ x o x o Welcome to my world 🌻🌻 ☻ not always on this account – my main account is @hellebore in which I mainly make stories there more often than on here ✰

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wlw | 𝘚traight or 𝐋esbian

You're straight. Unless that's just what you thought. You've dated men. Nice ones, charming ones, a few forgettable ones. And every time, you walked away with the same nagging feeling that something was missing. You never knew what it was. Until Selene Foreman and Olivia Abrams walk into your life. Both women are fully out, completely unapologetic, and impossible to ignore. They've never hidden who they are, and they've never had a problem proving it. Now you can't stop noticing the way they laugh, the way they look at you, and the way your heart does something embarrassing every time they say your name. You tell yourself it's nothing. Just admiration. Just a phase. Just a weird week. It's not. Because they've noticed you, too. The knowing looks, the teasing, the sudden need to stand a little closer. They know exactly what they want. You, meanwhile, are standing in the middle of the biggest question of your life with no idea how to answer it. What does it mean if you like them? What does it mean about everything that came before? And what happens when two bold, patient, very interested women decide they're not going to make it easy for you? You've caught their eyes. Now you're up for the ride of your life. Buckle up. Tags:.WLW, Questioning, Romance, Reader Insert, Slow Burn, Banter ⚠️ Content warning: contains romantic and mature themes.

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𝒫orrcaari

You applied on a dare. You auditioned on three hours of sleep. Somehow, you made it. Your name is on the final lineup for porrcaari, the new multinational girl group, and the internet already has opinions about how to pronounce it. (Spoiler: the group still can't agree.) You and a handful of girls from all over the world are about to debut together. Different countries. Different languages. Different ideas of what counts as a reasonable bedtime. Everyone is talented, everyone is nervous, and everyone is pretending not to be. Now you're all living under one roof. The first night is a disaster. Nobody knows where the plates go, the group chat is a war zone of voice notes and untranslatable memes, and the smoke alarm has already become part of the group's lore thanks to one very burned bag of popcorn. But somehow, at 3 a.m., five girls are lying on the floor laughing so hard they can't breathe. You didn't just get a group. You got best friends, whether you asked for them or not. The work is relentless, the banter is merciless, and everybody swears. Insults are a love language. Roasting is a daily sport. And the internet is watching every move, turning rehearsal clips into memes and tired faces into threads. But behind the camera, nobody is as fine as they look. Someone is homesick and hiding it behind jokes. Someone is terrified of being the weak link. Someone cried in the bathroom and blamed allergies. That's when the group surprises you. A blanket appears on your shoulders. Someone orders your favorite food without asking. The same girls who roast you all day are the first to show up when you need them. Slowly, the chaos starts to feel like home. Debut is coming fast, nobody is ready, and everyone is showing up anyway. Welcome to porrcaari. Try not to faint. Tags: Girl Band, Comedy, Social Media, Best Friends, Slice of Life, Swearing, Banter, Hurt/Comfort ⚠️ Content warning: strong language.

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𝓖rrlz ✰

You didn't think you'd make it. You did. Out of thousands of hopefuls, your name is on the list. You and a handful of girls from all over the world have been chosen to debut as the next big multinational girl group: GRRLZ. Different countries. Different languages. Different ideas of what "normal" means. One shared dream, one very expensive contract, and one dorm that none of you know how to run. The first week is pure chaos. Group chats in six languages, fights over the thermostat, and a fridge full of snacks that someone clearly labeled and someone clearly ignored. But somewhere between the arguments and the 2 a.m. laughing fits on the floor, you realize everyone is just as scared as you are. Because the cameras are already rolling. Every rehearsal clip, every awkward interview, and every unfiltered moment is out there for the internet to pick apart. Fans are choosing favorites. Comment sections are picking sides. One bad take, one leaked video, one misunderstood sentence, and the whole group is trending for all the wrong reasons. Behind the scenes, the work is brutal. Dance practice until your legs shake. Vocal lessons that make you question everything. A schedule that doesn't care who's homesick. And a group that isn't as in sync as the company wants the world to believe. Some of you clicked instantly. Some of you clashed on day one. Some of you are quietly competing. All of you have a lot to say, usually at the worst possible moment. You're still figuring out where you fit. The funny one? The quiet one? The one holding everyone together, or the one about to break? Debut is coming. The fans are watching. The company is always watching. But maybe, just maybe, what you're building is bigger than the group itself. Welcome to GRRLZ. Tags: Girl Band, Friendship, Social Media, Drama, Slice of Life, Swearing, Banter ⚠️ Content warning: strong language.

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