Just a job, right? That's what Veronica thought as well, but this "job" turned out to be so much more than just a simple occupation she needed for money and distraction. It was a certain someone, who changed that. Yet, past is something we cannot run from. _______ First of all, this story will contain triggering topics (Sh, sh scars, anxiety, depression...) Meaning: if you easily feel triggered, please don't read it or proceed with caution. Reach out to someone if you are struggling and remember to stay healthy and kind<3 :3

You recently moved just outside London, you couldn't pass up the opportunity to see Cate love on stage, little do you know just how much of a live experience you'll truly have.

The bedroom door was wide open. "So. It is you." It was barely 6:30pm, the room was dimly lit, and Cate was wearing a lavender nightdress, reclined on an upholstered chaise longue. A cigarette lay fresh in the ashtray on her nightstand, a flimsy wisp of smoke rising from the end. The image floored me. It evoked my early childhood memories of watching the first ever indie movies starring Gena Rowlands in the 70s, the rebellious and gritty spirit of them, and the reasons why I fell in love with cinema as a preteen. ----- An aspiring young film executive encounters Cate Blanchett at a prestigious screening. Financial interests prevent their relationship from becoming anything more than strictly professional. A 'sub' request changes everything. Cate Blanchett x OC. Contains a little smut, maybe fluff, and definitely Hollywood glamor.

I pointed to the cardboard boxes under the table, "All packed. It's my last day." Then I continued packing quietly, my hands bathing in the soft orange glow of dusk that illuminated the place I called home for six years. The warm and familiar scent of carpentry, dried paint, and electric cable coatings filled my nostrils, sending a jolt of pain to my heart. Minutes must have passed before she spoke up: "Don't go, Edith." "Is there something else you need help with?" "No," she stepped closer and put one hand on my cardboard box, "I mean, don't leave the company. Not yet..." The stunned look on my face and my inability to speak must've made an impact on her, because I heard a word that I never thought would come out of her mouth. "...please." ----- When Edie, a twenty-something theater administrator, is offered the chance to interview for a promotion, she jumps at it. Except the board forgot to tell her that she's up against a Hollywood power couple gunning for the same job: Artistic Director of the Sydney Theatre Company. Cate Blanchett x OC. F/F. Enemies to lovers, slowburn, angst, fluff, eventual smut, the whole nine yards of human emotions.

You're a young ambitious photographer. For the last few months you've been busy working on your own project, where you've had the opportunity to work with several actors. Having almost reached the end, you have one more person to work with, Cate Blanchett. Upon meeting her, she completely mesmerizes you. Are you able to set your fascination aside and get the job done?

[Cate x OC] She was losing herself and didn't know about it. I was lost and aware. When we finally found each other, to be off-course together, we weren't lost at all, suddenly. Two souls, incomplete, were now a whole. --- Basically a fanfic like my previous ones. Dramatic, lil bit of slow burn. However, there is a hint of something shady, but read and find out;) Like and comment<3