soundcloud ☆ willne x reader

sixty nine likes☆

y/n is a twenty one year old from (where ever you're from), living in london trying to pursue a career in soundcloud rapping. she also works as a photographer on the side as it is a more reliable source of income. 

also fucking side note, some shit on't be accurate but i need to change stuff for the sToRYLiNe so don't yell at me thanks

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y/n pov

joy ride by kevin abstract plays through my earphones as i step onto the train. i check my soundcloud pulse to see how my new song is doing.

it had gotten a few hundred listens and sixty nine likes. i giggled down at my phone before shoving it back into my pocket.

i check my backpack to make sure that my camera was there as the train set off. i was on my way to manchester, visiting friends and then taking photos at a wedding on saturday. i kind of need my camera in order to, ya know, take pictures. 

nobody i know in real life knows about assthetic ratt, my rap persona. i cover my face with a mask, in the most soundcloud way possible. honestly, i look more like a btec kwite or memeulous more than a soundcloud rapper. 

i take out my notepad and start doodling down lyric ideas, most being about self deprecation or some weird and obscure reference. then again, one of my most popular songs is called 'which left' and the whole thing is both a reference to quackity and me calling myself stupid. 

i whip out my laptop and start playing around with beats on garage band. i get bored because i keep drawing up blanks, so i switch over to youtube.

i watch a video about vampire people that suck each others blood or something by a youtuber called imallexx. it's pretty funny and reminded me of the time i was called a sexy vampire when i was twelve by some fella in my class.

i continue to watch the videos and eventually subscribe to alex. i place my laptop back into by bag because the train is about to arrive in manchester station.

☆time skip cuz idk what the fuck to write☆

i arrive at my mate stephen's house. he's such a babe and is letting me stay on his couch for the weekend that's in it. i haven't seen him in a while and it's just a perfect excuse to do so, while i'm up for the wedding.

'right ste!' i say when he opens the front door, embracing him in a hug. we go into his kitchen where his mate max is sitting. i say hi to him and we just catch up on shit. 

at around midnight, we all decide to part ways because we all have to be somewhere in the morning (me being at a wedding and them being at uni). 

☆time skip to the morning brought to you by me being lonely☆

my alarm wakes me up at 8:30 and i get ready in a plain outfit of black jeans and a black hoodie. i grab my camera bag and make my way to a cafe to get a breakfast. the wedding is at eleven so i have a few hours to spare.

as i'm eating, a guy walks into the small cafe on the phone. i can't help but listen to what he is saying, the cafe is dead silent after all.

'sorry laurence,  but mia won't be joining me today, sorry if it ruins your seating or anything,' he says into the phone. i, obviously can't hear what 'laurence' is saying on the other end.

'yeah, yeah i'm okay, was a mutual decision after all,' he says, 'right catch you later, good luck.' and with that he orders his coffee and leaves.

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sorry for the anticlimactic ending ion wanna rush into shit ygm