one thing i will NEVER understand is โcharacter x ocโ books.
ho. why do you expect me to read about some bitch i donโt care about, posted up with MY man?? IT MAKES NO SENSE
โyouโre self-centred if you donโt let someone write their oc with your favourite character!โ so what if i am then? i want the fic/book to be about ME and MY MAN
iโm talking specifically about the non-anime fics. like the irl ones. itโs oc this, oc that, oc oc oc, FUCKING OC. like no ho, i didnโt come to read this central cee fic, just to find out that โALAINAโ is the mc. ๐ซฉ๐ซฉ๐ซฉ
and the population of x reader fics is concerningly low, it scares the piss out of me
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They had decided to collaborate for one of her videos. She was somewhat famousโnot as much as himโbut she was close to reaching a million on YouTube. As a celebration, she had contacted several famous people to collaborate with her, and the first one who confirmed was Cench.
After several days of talking, they met at her house to film.
Since Christmas was getting close, she had decided to buy some gingerbread house kits, and they would have to build and decorate them.
โI ainโt ever made a gingerbread house before, innit,โ he admitted while opening the box.
โMe neither, I guess itโll be our first time for both of us,โ she replied.
Cench gave her a halfโsmile, glancing at her from the corner of his eye.
What she didnโt know was that he already knew her before she contacted him. Cench watched her videos every Sunday; he had been following her, you could say, since her early days. Even if it didnโt look like it, Cench was a bit nervous. Over time, he had developed a crush on her, and having her so close now made his heart beat a little faster.
She, however, barely knew him. She knew he existed, of course, but she didnโt usually listen to his music and didnโt follow him on social media until he said yes. She had chosen to email him partly because she always thought he was very attractive, but she didnโt expect him to acceptโshe didnโt even expect him to see the email. So when he said yes, she was very surprised.
During the video, neither of them could help glancing at each other. There was a tension between them that even the camera picked up.
โDo you like Christmas?โ he asked, his eyes fixed on the little house in front of him. His hands squeezed the piping bag to decorate the roof, but it tore open.
She couldnโt help letting out a small laugh and nodded. โYeah, I really like it. I think itโs my favorite holiday.โ
Finally, he looked at her again. โI thought Halloween was your thing still.โ
She looked at him with a slightly furrowed brow, confused. โUhโฆ well, I do like dressing up a lot, but I love how cozy Christmas feels more.โ She paused. โHow do you know that?โ
Cenchโs smile slowly faded into a nervous one, though he turned his head toward the gingerbread house and ran his tongue over his lips in a casual gesture.
โOne of your vids popped up for me, calm.โ He lied. He couldnโt exactly admit he waited every Sunday for her uploadsโฆ right?
Her frown disappeared and she smiled again. โOh, that one went super viral. I loved dressing up as Coraline.โ
โThe short hair looked proper good on you, still,โ Cench smiled. โThough I swear, anything you wear suits you still.โ he murmured.
Was he trying to flirt with her? Definitely. She felt her cheeks warm up, and she could swear he saw the soft crimson color by the smile forming on his face.
summary: you get the chance to interview central cee on your show titled "chicken shop date" but he's obviously into you. sorry to ameila dimoldenburg lmao.
pairings: central cee x reader
genre: fluff / slightly suggestive
word count: 2k (unedited)
a/n: imagine that ameila dimoldenburg doesn't exist for the whole sake of the plot. i stole most of her iconic replies though. thank you and GIVE ME REQUESTS. <3
finally. you've got a special guest on for today that's been a fan of your show for a long time and well.. you. although, you haven't had the pleasure of meeting one another in reality, but luckily he agreed to have a chicken shop date with you.
central cee.
you both sit down behind a table in a small yet cosy morleys, the camera crew sets up and prepares for the show whilst a small yet not too large crowd accumulates outside the shop at sight of you two.
you greet central cee and he beams back at you as you both get comfortable and prepare for the small interview/date. "it's nice to have you on the show." you thank him.
"it's calm, i've always wanted to be here." he responds, insisting that it really isn't truly that big of a deal.
you won't lie to yourself, you've always found central cee to be attractive ever since he happened to become a uk rap sensation. i mean who hasn't. you're excited and feel as if it's a blessing to sit before him.
"i actually watch this show too, i saw your interview with burna boy." he admits, referencing the last interview i held about a month ago.
my mouth agapes as i feel honoured to the fact that he actually took the chance to watch my show, "really?" you ask him out of disbelief and he nods proudly.
you'd admit, you'd thought it would be awkward to hold an interview with central cee considering the fact that he hasn't been too shy about the fact that you're considered his celebrity crush but surprisingly, he's very comforting to be around and is down-to-earth.
"i mean obviously you watch my interviews." you joke referencing to his interest in you and he laughs, not denying it at all.
the interview begins.
"what would you say your type is." you ask him and he pauses for a moment thinking to himself before he breaks into a smile. you notice this and furrow your brows confused.
"i like.. i like-" he starts.
"why're you smiling?" you question him confused, although it's an obvious inside joke with the two of you and everyone else that his type is clearly you.
"i don't really know my type, it changes innit it changes by the season." he denies the obvious making me roll my eyes, he sees this and it only makes him laugh.
"well it's winter." you tell him.
"i want my girl to be able to teach me something." he says, before he glares directly at you. you don't let it faze you and you continue to play along with your passive aggressive humour.
"i know a lot, i could teach you something." you joke and he shrugs raising his brows impressed.
"i guess your my type then." he mumbles, his eyes glancing away towards his box of chips and chicken wings.
"what's your favourite tattoo you have?" you question him before eating on one of your chips, central cee listens carefully to you.
"i'm just one big tattoo and the moment, i don't really, i don't know- it's all just blended into one." he rambles as he thinks to himself looking over his clothed arms and chest.
you find him adorable especially his way of speaking, "i like them." you compliment him and something behind his eyes reads pleased.
"thanks."
it's obvious that he's clearly into you, everything from the way that he looks at you, the way he listens carefully whenever you speak and the way that he sits.
you try your best to not make the episode seem like to serious of a date, but with him sitting in front of you, it seems completely impossible.
"i'm not sure how i feel about face tattoos." you mutter, hinting to the small tattoos that decorate his face, he slightly frowns.
"really?"
"would you get another one?" you ask him curiously and he hums thinking to himself.
"maybe not after you said that." he utters jokingly sadly and you both share a short moment of laughter.
"i was joking."
"how long does it take for you to fall in love?"
your question clearly doesn't fall onto interested ears, as a matter of a fact central cee obviously doesn't favour the word love at all.
"i don't know if i've fallen in love before." he admits with a smile to hide how suddenly deep the conversation has gotten.
"you've never fallen in love?" you ask him genuinely surprised.
"no, no- i guess so. i have a weird outlook on love." he responds before pausing looking at you. you ask him to continue on. "i just think it's a delusion innit."
you raise your brows at his response finding it different from your views, "like what, it isn't real?"
"i've been thinking about it a lot recently.. because yeah it's on my mind anyway." he starts finding an interest in the unopened water bottle that lies on the table between you.
"feel like you just have to be a bit deluded."
"that don't mean it isn't real." your response has him in lost of words and he glances about the place before shrugging in response. "i think when you fall in love you'll know." your words make you both share a gaze for a moment before he breaks it, thinking to himself.
"i mean, what if your girl fucks around and it makes your belly hurt, i dunno if that's a good conation on love." he confesses and he notices how it makes you smile.
"maybe that's just what love means to you."
"you've got long hair?" you question him.
"my hair is long." he replies his face looking slightly miserable.
"would you ever take it out of the sock it's always in." you joke and he laughs before he hums thinking of his next words.
"i dunno, i feel like i'm going through a bit of an identity crisis at the moment." he admits, and you hum in reply.
"i like long hair." you smile and he sees so before grinning.
"guess, i'll keep it then." he glances away again.
he's just like a little school boy who's gotten the chance to speak with his crush for the first time. it's cute.
"do i look like i'm hot, like my face is hot." you question him using your hands to fan your face and he shakes his head.
"you're fine." he starts glancing over at your face, "i like it though, it's like natural blush."
"stop flirting with me."
"it's cute." he mumbles gazing at you.
"i'm really bad at flirting." he sighs to himself rubbing his head deep in thought, you furrow your brows in disbelief.
"what do you mean you're bad at flirting?"
"yeah, i'm just shit at flirting, i can't flirt man."
"so what, you don't get with a lot of girls all the time?" he hurries to deny and shake his head, but you only listen to him curiously.
"you're telling me you don't go out with anyone?" you raise his brow and he watches you do so, hurrying to think of his next words.
"no, maybe i do go out sometimes, it's not like i'll go out of my way to do so." he tells you and you hum. "i've just lived a long life." he mumbles making you laugh at how deep it sounds.
"would you go out with me?" your questions sparks his attention and he chuckles to himself at how straight forward it is.
"i'll see."
"this is like a genuine date to me." he says as he opens up with bottle of chilled water, "like i'm genuinely here it's a dinner.. date."
you smile at him as you recall the times he's wanted to go on a date with your for ages, "you've wanted to go on a date with me for ages." you tell him and he smiles.
"i did want to go on a date with you, before my carrer flourished then i got overwhelmed not looking for love it was like a full circle."
"now you're on a date with me." you say proudly and he nods.
"finally." he glares at you and something about it catches you aback, he's really trying to full on flirt with you.
"are you single?" he raises his brow at your question.
"i mean yeah, obviously." he begins laying back into his seat, "i mean otherwise, i wouldn't be here."
"i'm single too." you imply reaffirming him but he doesn't say anything beside humming taking your word.
"what's the quickest way to get to your heart." you ask him, the phrase makes him irk and he frowns.
"don't try to get to my heart." he tells you and you listen to him. "i just think, i don't like girls that like me." he mumbles
"i hate you."
he laughs at your playfulness, "turns me on, i love it."
"guess i'll hate you from now on." you mutter lowly, but he still hears it.
"what's the most romantic thing you've ever done?" you ask him, but learning so much about him you already expect a specific response from him.
"i'm hopeless, i dunno i'm transitioning, this is all hard for me." he rants and you exhale deeply.
"too bad, it's all hard for you."
"it's easier said than done."
"you have a nice smile." you compliment him and he smiles looking at you.
"you're really pretty you know." he responds making you feel your cheeks slightly warm up.
"and you don't know how to flirt?" you frown but he shrugs once again. how can he not understand that he's literally a walking flirt.
"guess you'll teach me then." he glances at you in a suggestive way and you grin as you recall telling him you'll teach him something.
"it was nice talking to you, i'll c you later." you joke and he laughs getting your play on words.
"love and leave me."
"what do you mean love and leave me?"
"like i'll love you and leave you."
"what about love and love me?"
he closes his box gazing at you. "sounds good."
"what's that song you have with pinkpantheress called?" you question him and he shuffles in his seat before responding.
"obsessed with you."
"yeah i know, tell me the song's name." he mentally groans at the word obsessed and you feel the urge to roll your eyes again.
"i don't think i'm the obsessed type." he complains.
"i feel like secretly you are." you tell him implying his obvious celebrity crush on you and he smiles understanding you.
"maybe i am, but i dunno yet."
"i feel like you're the type to catch feelings and get obsessed." he listens to you nodding his head passively aggressively.
"maybe i'm a simp you know." he utters and you both share a gaze with one another before laughing.
"can i get your number, or something?" he asks you taking out his phone from his pocket and passing it towards you.
you blink at his phone for a moment before looking up at him, only to see him watching you expectantly.
you take it from him without a word before typing in your number and adding your contact name followed by a sweet emoji before passing it back to him with a smile.
he glances down at the name and laughs upon noticing the emoji you put before testing it out and calling the number.
your phone buzzes from inside of your pocket and you show it him making him grin with a nod, "i'll call you later yeah, pick up." he tells you and suddenly the tension within the room has changed into hinting something sexual.
Heyyy, was wondering if you could do a request but for central cee anything that makes you comfortable! ๐
NICE TO MEET YOU | CENTRAL CEE
PAIR: CENTRAL CEE X SINGER!READER
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you looked around at your teammates as you planned your next move. "any other artists in mind?" you inquired, seeking new inspiration for your latest endeavor.
eli, one of the producers for your album, checked his list before asking, "what about central cee? that will sound unique."
"of all people, you decided to pick central cee?"
"i'll tell you what y/n. the list i have and those past studio sessions are just the demos. this isn't official yet."
you stood there in quiet, the mere mention of central cee's name eliciting a slew of mixed feelings. while you acknowledged his artistry, you couldn't get beyond your dislike for his music.
the dislike started when you were scrolling on tiktok. a video popped up with the background music being central ceeโs rapping over a sample of an indie song that you listened a lot during your teenage years. immediately, you rolled your eyes, mouthing to yourself. โnow why would he do this to an already perfect song?โ
but while the thought of collaboration lingered in the air, you recognized that the most difficult partnerships might produce the most unexpected benefits. so, with a hesitant nod, you agreed to investigate the possibilities.
"i'll do it. but if it sounds shitty, just know it won't make it to the album, based on my terms."
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ONE WEEK LATER, STUDIO SESSION
the studio was a sound sanctuary, a haven of creativity and tension. as you took your seat, the weight of prior conflicts with central cee hung in the air, casting a shadow across the entire room. despite your disagreements, you were all determined to make this collaboration a success.
eli looked between you and central cee with a hopeful but cautious gaze. "okay, let's get started. cee, you go first."
central cee nodded, his gaze steady as he approached the microphone. as the pace slowed, his voice filled the room, each word brimming with passion and fire. regardless of your feelings about his music, there's no denying the strength of his delivery.
"that was great. we'll come back in a couple of minutes."
you noticed central cee lean back in his chair, a cocky smirk spreading over his lips. "not bad, huh?"
you bristled at his demeanor, years of hostility coming to the surface. "it could use some work," you muttered under your breath, unable to conceal the harshness in your tone.
central cee's eyes narrowed, and a frown crossed his lips. "and what would you know about it?"
the words hung between you, filled with unsaid tension. however, before things could deteriorate, eli intervened, his voice calm but stern. "hey, let's focus on creating this song. we're all here to make something that'll get the audience moving, remember?"
"alright," cee mumbled, his voice rough yet reluctantly obedient.
as the session resumed, you found yourself sliding into a rhythm of collaboration, with each moment of dread eclipsed by the common goal of acclaim. ideas flowed freely as you and central cee collaborated to make the tune genuinely remarkable.
by the end of the session, the studio was buzzing with activity, demonstrating the power of collaboration and compromise. as you listened to the mix, you were filled with pride, knowing that you and central cee had overcome your differences to produce something truly spectacular. this was only the first step.
before he left, central cee caught you off guard with a surprising question. "hey, uh, y/n," he said tentatively. "i was wondering if you'd be up for grabbing a coffee or something sometime?"
you blinked, surprised by the unexpected invitation. despite the tension you had caused in the session, his sincerity was endearing.
after a few period, you nodded, unable to deny the tug of intrigue on your insides. "fine," you said, your tone more sour than you intended.
"tomorrow afternoon?"
"that would be great."
-
A DAY LATER, THE CAFE
the next day, you found yourself sitting across from central cee in a modest cafe, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee flowing over the air. despite the remaining anxiety, your cautious smiles expressed a genuine sense of amazement and enthusiasm.
"so, uh, thanks for agreeing to meet up," central cee said, his voice uncertain but genuine.
you nodded and took a sip of coffee to hide the nervous flutter in your stomach. "okay, no thank you, cee. i figured it couldn't hurt to get to know each other better."
"oakley."
"oakley?" you raised an eyebrow.
"you know, you don't have to call me by my stage name in these scenarios."
as the afternoon went on, you couldn't help but notice the unexpected bond that had grown between you and oakley. despite the tough start, you developed a strong bond and mutual respect.
"so what was up with you in that session yesterday? you seemed pissed."
oakley's question hung in the air, and you paused, wondering how to respond. memories of heat that had simmered between you during the session surfaced, each one a painful reminder of the boundaries that had divided you.
"i guess i just wasn't sure what to expect," you explained, your tone cautious. "i had my doubts about how well we'd work together, given our... differences in genres."
oakley nodded seriously and sat back in his chair. "i get that. it is tough to work with someone that is outside your circle."
his words were somber, expressing a shared understanding of the problems that lay ahead. there was a sense of understanding and acceptance that alleviated the tension between you.
"otherwise, i believe we made some progress," oakley stated with a confident tone.
"i believe so. i just wanted to apologize about earlier. i came in harsh, but it's since i care about my craft, a lot. therefore, that makes me too protective."
oakley smiled, a real smile that filled his eyes. "i understand it. and, to be honest, i enjoy the aura you give off. i prefer my girl mean."
you laughed together, and the tension between you subsided. "well, lucky for you, i can be pretty mean when i need to be."
-
TWO DAYS LATER, SECOND STUDIO SESSION + ALBUM ANNOUNCEMENT
eli watched with delight and astonishment as the two of you developed songs that blended your distinct styles into something very unique. the pieces you created showcased the power of teamwork, combining your melodic sensibilities with oakley's raw, poetic energy.
oakley looked to you with a thoughtful expression. "i never expected us to bond like this. but you've encouraged me to think differently about my music, and i believe it's helping me become a better artist."
"at this point, forget the critics," you laughed.
although you were known as a "pop darling" to critics, you knew it was going to happen every time. as the album neared completion, the excitement around your collaboration grew. fans and reviewers alike were eager to learn the conclusion of the unexpected partnership, and the enthusiasm only fueled your ambition to create something memorable.
you and oakley stood side by side, smiling with pride and enthusiasm as you listened to the finished mix.
"i guess this is it, the final product," you looked oakley with delight, "so what do you say next week?"
"for the song to be out?" oakley asked.
you nod, "mhm."
"that sounds great."
as the first track was released and feedback flooded in, it became evident that your partnership was a huge success. it began gaining traction on tiktok and instagram, where eventually it started climbing up to the billboard hot 100 chart, peaking at #2.
the music attracted audiences in ways you never expected, and the odd collaboration, which began with doubt and effort, grew into something truly incredible.
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A/N: ik i take ages to post stuff guys but some things in life been kicking my ass and i either dont have time or im just not in the mood to write. I hope yall like this tho. next part will have more jack!!!
summary: AU where reader is an all around artist (writer, singer, model etc) and after being spotted with jack harlow she becomes the talk of the town. What will her baby daddy/ex central cee think???
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moodymagazine Uh oh moodies! It seems like #Y/n baby daddy #CentralCee not too happy about the circulating rumors after she was seen getting cozy with the first class rapper #JackHarlow. He posted a photo of himself with the middle finger from a page of his interview in a #DazedKorea magazine, captioning the foto with โCurrent moodโ. So far we have yet to receive any confirmation from Y/n or Jack Harlow about their current situation.
What do you guys think, let us know in the comments belowโฌ๏ธ
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ryyannexox 1h
omg here we go again he is so pettyyyy. he nees to move on and leave her alone didnt he cheat on her multiple times???? men always act like trash then get mad when you leave them.
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iammari 1h
@ryyannexox How does it feel to be loud and WRONG! You people just say anything on the internet. Cench and y/n both have said that he never cheated on her and the fact that they still follow each other should be a sign that they're still on good terms so stop projecting lmao
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yungkelly 3h
Idk why yall bother arguing about these twos relationship. They break up and make up more than me and my man thats not my man
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nia2pretty 3h
LMAOOO not my man thats not my man bitch im deaaad
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bridget82 2h
They're both alays in a different country i hope theyre kids are well taken care of
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y/ncloset 1h
@bridget82 yall ALWAYS worried about THEIR kids did you cook dinner for your own kids yet miss BRIDGET?
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amylai 10m
the white boy she raps about in her unreleased song is probably jack!!!! hear me out guys
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nianiania 6m
@amylai YOURE ONTO SOMETHING FR
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y/n he be feedin me ๐ & ๐ฆ #areacodes out @ MIDNIGHT !!
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bbgrlashly 9m
y/n im begging you to give me one chanceee๐ซ
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_ell.a 3m
@bbgrlashly Get in line bby girl!
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cyabiah13 1h
It's the body for meeee๐ฅ
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amore2.o 1h
maam are you not gonna address the rumors???๐
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missjanay 1h
Stomach said "what kids?!" share the routine sis
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davespi 1h
Jack harlow out of all people? thought you were different
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cassinspace 1h
@davespi boo fucking hoo go cry somewhere else. as if you ever had a chance with your ugly ass
