A/N HOLY COW I'm sorry. funny but not so funny story, my MacBook broke, and I couldn't write jack shit for you guys for a long time. I now have a new updated laptop, so I'm grateful. So now, the very same day I'm uploading this is when I'm writing this update for you all. Thank you for understanding.
-Justice
imagine
I'm a TikTok editor, which is very common nowadays. Usually, I'd try to post an edit whenever there's a Walker update, but now, I haven't had much inspiration.
I have plenty of new and fresh ideas, but I can't bring myself to make any. School has been taking a tole on me, and honestly, I think I've reached my flop era on TikTok.
Not that many people like my edits like they used to. I have a pretty decent following of 9k, which is a miracle in itself. Getting people to notice your edits is not easy at all. Sometimes, I wonder if I should just delete the account and focus on raising my GPA a little.
With college applications knocking on my door(I got bumped up two grades), I shouldn't be wasting my time doing something that doesn't benefit me at all.
For the final time today, I close my laptop, and sulk in silence.
This is so fucking shitty. How do those people do it? I want the good grades, the amazing skincare, the perfect boyfriend, and nice clothes.
But you cant have your cake, and eat it too(unless you make 2 cakes).
Why am I so stressed over something that isn't that important? Editing a guy that you'll never meet is maybe why. No wonder some celebrities feel so odd about edits. To think, that hundreds and thousands, maybe even millions of girls(or guys), take time out of their day to create these things. A bunch of strangers you never met at all, and probably never will meet.
I can feel my body shudder at the thought.
There's no harm it it though, I edit all types of people. I've been editing CoryxKension, since he hasn't been posting in a year. People miss him, so why not?
A lot of my fans have been commenting under my Walker posts, wondering when will be the next time I make one of him. In truth, its been 2 months, and honestly, I couldn't tell you when would be the next time I edit him. Or anything at all.
I cant focus on anything but school. My future is knocking at my door. I'm only (your age), and a senior. Can you imagine what that is like?
My parents expect me to have it easy, just cause I'm "so smart". Do they understand the stress? Having to only be around people older than me all the time? Going to some fancy college like Harvard, Duke, or Brown a minor? Questions will more than likely be asked, etc. And don't get me wrong, I'm grateful, truly. I'm glad I don't struggle that much, and have such an amazing opportunity.
That's why I'm overthinking so much. I've been granted a gift, and I'm not too sure how to use it.
I can't even post a simple stupid edit. Whats gonna happen when I have to apply?
Am I gonna fumble the bag?
Feeling the anxiety build up, I grab my phone, and open up tiktok.
"Maybe, some edits or clips can give me inspiration."
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I had been scrolling for 2 hours, and there was nothing. Not one thing that triggered something in me. I grew angry, and tossed it across the room, hugging my knees.
As I sat there, thinking about maybe discontinuing the account, a ding gathers my attention. And then another, and another, and another.
I was confused as shit.
Was one of my friends blasting my phone with reels again?
Slowly, I get up, and walk towards it. Looking at the screen they were all from tiktok.
'CHECK WALKERS STORY'
'WALKER MENTIONED>>>'
'GIRL HE SAW'
I thought I was being pranked until my friend sent me a text telling me to check my tiktok comments on my most recent edit of him.
Under it, was a very simple comment, from no other than THE Walker Scobell.
'very cool' it said.
He had posted the edit on his story, which he never really does, and all my followers were flooding my messages.
This was the inspiration I needed. Even if it would only last today, I was dedicated to locking tf in, and posting for my fans.
And maybe, getting that college paper ready.
I commented thank you, and got to work.
By the time I finished my paper, under my comment, he had said something again. Very simple, and very Walker. Yet it was still him, the guy who I thought would never notice me. Even if he never saw my page again, i'd never forget it.
':)'
If you all have edit accounts, I'd love to support them! I used to make edits all the time for fun, and it's not easy. Thank you to one of my guy friends for this amazing idea! I'll be back soon!
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