Hello dearies, I have an announcement to make.
But firstly, I've just hit 100,000 reads and 2000 votes on this fic! Oh my God, thank you all so much for reading these and liking them and requesting more; this is a tremendous achievement for me, especially as writing is my main passion in life. From the bottom of my heart, thank you one and all. ❤
Now, I've decided that, on my 100th chapter of this fic, I'm going to end it there.
I know a lot of you love this fic, and it's currently the most famous fic I've made, but I've just sorta lost interest in the show.
I'm very sorry to everyone who reads and likes this, but at least this is only the 80th chapter, so there are 20 more to go! I truly love and appreciate you all, and I hope you all continue to read my works. 💞
Jade: Andante Andante. At the end of the day, Jade just wants somebody to hold her heart in their hands and make sure it is kept right. She is scared of rejection and loss, and needs love, whether it be from others or herself. It's a long, bumpy road, but rest assured our baby will get there and finally feel as loved as she deserves. Favourite lyric: Tread Lightly On My Ground/Oh please don't let me down.
Beck: When All Is Said And Done. He wants a simple happy life, which is what this song brings to light. It describes a serene time that Beck wants to be in, complete and happy and ready in life and his career. Favourite lyric: Standing calmly at the crossroads, no desire to run/There's no hurry anymore when all is said and done.
Tori: Money Money Money. Tori loves money. It can get her shoes, clothing, perfume, food, better friends who pretend to enjoy her blandness because she has money that she could offer to them. She doesn't know about that last part, but everyone else does, and that's why her phone number is listed in the contacts of everyone at Hollywood Arts. That's the power of higher-up connections, baby.
André: The Name Of The Game. His favourite feel-good jam that makes him feel light and hopeful for the future and for you and him together. He also pictures himself as Lily James as he sings and dances to it throughout the school in flowy Greek costumes, and it's the cutest thing ever to watch. Favourite lyric: I'm a curious child/Beginning to grow.
Cat: Slipping Through My Fingers. Not her favourite song per se, but your favourite song regarding her. You see Cat as your precious baby, and in your eyes she can't possibly ever be taken away from you - until she moves on from Hollywood Arts, and you don't know if you'll ever see her again. You're an uncertain mixture of fear for her naive self and sadly proud of your baby, but you know that ultimately she will be happy.
Robbie: Waterloo. He first saw you wandering through the halls of Hollywood Arts and bam. He was defeated, you won the war between him and his hopeless romanticism. He is now your bitch, and you reward him with undying love and singing ABBA to him. Favourite lyric: How could I ever refuse?/I feel like I win when I lose.
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Victorious Preferences [COMPLETED]
FanficVictorious preferences. Unless explicitly written, you can imagine whatever relationship you want for these individual preferences, and that also means unless written you are whatever gender or sexuality you choose. Also they are all single unless e...