ELIJAH HEWSON X FEMALE OC ✭ slow burn / celebrity crushes ✭ Haiden finally makes her return to the music industry, releasing a single after a five month hiatus. It turns out the band shes idolised for years enjoys her music as much as she enjoys theirs. Haiden's only issue? 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙨𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙚. Everything always seems too good to be true, and in Haidens eyes, how could she ever deserve that?

IN WHICH... bailey's life is already chaotic as a model and bobby's sister, but things get even messier when she starts hanging out with his bandmates-especially eli. between media drama, family tension, and a new career path, she has to figure out what she really wants before everything falls apart. lowercase intended FEM!OC x elijah hewson beatpoia 2025

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 ellipsis, formed of serryn, cathy and laila, are put into the limelight after their debut single, 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭, hits number one on the UK charts. suddenly hit with the realisation that they need to finish their album before their largest show to date in dublin, the band decide to move there for a fresh start. but for serryn, it's also a glimpse of the past. through a chance encounter with inhaler, serryn's past with bobby might find its way into her future, but will it work out unlike last time? warning: mention of drug use fem!oc x bobby skeetz irl [includes some social media + articles]

he tells me i'm pretty / don't know how to respond / i tell him that he's pretty too / can i say that? / don't have a clue - robert keating x fem!oc social media/irl ᯓᡣ 𝙫𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙨™

IN THE PROCESS OF REWRITING. Book two Olive Bell's life shattered into a million pieces when her teenage love passed, but that was only the beginning of it. After spending a summer opening for Inhaler, and falling in love with the one and only Bobby Skeetz, the ghosts of her past came back to haunt her and her friends. Running from country to country, one continent to another, Olive, Bobby, Ryan, Elijah and Grace are only distancing themselves temporarily from a ticking bomb. Although, Olive's past isn't the only one to blame for their troubles. Bobby's own began to make headlines within the group. Seeing someone you love die is an image you will never forget. - BOLIVE IS BACK.

Opening for one of the biggest band in the world while knowing the bassist particularly hated her, Olive knew she was setting herself up for a wild few months. Although nothing could've prepared her for an accidental PR stunt, a new view on the band, and things she would never have expected to happen. - BOBBY SKEETZ BOBBY SKEETZ BOBBY SKEETZ

❝ don't you want the rocket to rock out? there's a room for us both to fly. ❞ ---- valerie casablancas was terrified of love and elijah hewson wanted to love her until the earth shattered. ---- elijah hewson x fem!oc inhaler set in 2024

iris clarke found elijah hewon irritating, perplexing. he found her interesting, enticing. that was how it started. iris already knew who he was. everyone did. elijah hewson: the boy with the famous father and the sharp cheekbones, the singer in that band that was starting to play local pubs. he had that soft kind of fame that clung to him like smoke - not overwhelming, but present enough to shift the mood of a room. when he introduced himself, he mumbled. when he sat down in the chair next to her, he smelled like rain and cigarettes. iris didn't care. or told herself she didn't. she was the kind of girl who memorized poems for comfort, who underlined sylvia plath and circled metaphors like they were talismans. she liked things neat, quiet, definable. elijah was none of those things. he was noise and movement and half formed thoughts scribbled in the back his school books.

'there's something in the room with us tonight, something in the way you roll your eyes.' ✦ maeve reeves hid her vulnerability through denial, while elijah hewson hid his yearning for her through tease. irl fic (may include a few social media chapters) fem oc × elijah hewson ©bobbys-guitar 2025

Some people fade, like photographs. Others become every song you've ever written. ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Quiet Irish summers were once all they knew. When fame took him one way, life took her another. He was the boy who turned her summers into songs. She was the girl who saw him before the world did. When it felt like the only eyes on him were now strangers, hers appear as if they never left. Perhaps certain images never fade, especially those you've wrote about for the last 8 years. ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⊹ ࣪ ˖