I like to write shit stories and stuff. 99% are my own. you can request a imagine or pretence ideas

NEW VERSION CAN BE FOUND ON MY PROFILE - Y/n l/n had fame handed to her at a young age. Forever exposed to the glitz and glam of the famous world. Since then, she has starred in a few movies and a successful TV show. Y/n has never let the fame get to her head but what happens when she runs into a band called Hollywood Undead and Deuce, one of their former members? Will some rumors start brewing? [HU various X reader x Deuce] This story is of course fictional and in no way do I mean offense to the real life counterparts to these characters.

Claire ist ein verrücktes Party Süchtiges Mädchen. Doch was ist wenn dieser eine Tag kommt ... der ein ganzes Leben verändert?

I didn't blink, I wouldn't give them the satisfaction. "Ha! Serves you right monster! And this is only the beginning! Prepare for it!" One of the boys laughing shouted at me. Why do people hate me? I didn't do anything wrong. His blood red hair and sea foam eyes... Looking down to the ground as he held onto a small teddy on the swings. He visibly panicked "N- No stop! Don't come any closer! Don't hurt me!" My eyes snapped to his, hurt him? "Why?" I asked simply. He looked at me, then my hand on his shoulder, "Wh-Why what?!" I registered his worry, "Why would I hurt you?" I answered back. We were the same. We were the exact same.