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𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 (short story)

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 (text fic)

. . . ⇢ Intro post - Chapter one, Chapter two, Chapter three, Chapter four, Chapter five, Chapter six, Chapter seven, Chapter eight, Chapter nine, Chapter ten, Chapter eleven, Chapter twelve, Chapter thirteen. Completed!

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 (text fic)

. . . ⇢ Intro + moodboards - Chapter one, Chapter two, Chapter three, Chapter four, Chapter five, Chapter six, Chapter seven, Chapter eight, Chapter nine

𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐃 (one shot)

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄 (one shot)

݁ᛪ༙ 2𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝚰𝐒 & 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝚰𝐒𝐓 ݁ᛪ༙

𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝚰𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 (written series)

. . . ⇢ 00. 01. 02.

𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐔𝐒 (one shot)

𝐖𝐄'𝐑𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏𝚰𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 (one shot)

𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐊 (one shot)

♱ 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝚰𝐒𝐓 ♱

𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐘!𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐗 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 (smau)

. . . ⇢ She’s Crazy, But She’s Mine, Slut Town

𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘 (text fic)

. . . ⇢ Intro post - Chapter one, Chapter two, Chapter three, Chapter four, Chapter five, Chapter six, Chapter seven

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐆𝚰𝐑𝐋 (one shot)

𝐄𝐘𝐄-𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 (one shot)

☨ 𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐍 𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ☨

𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 (smau)

. . . ⇢ "Porcelain Dollie Gone" Temporarily Discontinued!

♰ 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ♰

𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄 (text fic)

. . . ⇢ Intro post - Chapter one

𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄 (one shot)

𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐆𝐒𝐕𝚰𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌=

𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝚰𝐀𝐋𝐒

𝐕-𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝚰𝐀𝐋 Important Info & Timeline

. . . ⇢ Hollis, Roman, Nate, Ryan, Nett, Chessa, Sara

𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐆 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑

. . . ⇢ A collection of beach reads

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

. . . ⇢ 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐔 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

𝐏!𝐋𝚰𝐍𝐊𝐒

. . . ⇢ 2𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝚰𝐒 + 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐒

. . . ⇢ 2𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝚰𝐒 + 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐒 + 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐋

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𝓉ℯ𝓍𝓉 𝒻𝒾𝒸

𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 1

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F*ck Me Eyes

synopsis: Roman asked you to straighten his hair, you were more than happy to. However, the new look awakened something in you that had not previously been there. Roman was hot, so f*cking hot.

tags: fem!reader x rommulas, friends that secretly crush on eachother

cw: bathroom s*x, almost caught, getting caught, hair pulling

authors note: this was supposed be done like… forever ago😬 i’ve had most of it written but lowkey forgot to finish it. but it’s done and i like how it came out. let me know if yall like this one cause the next one will be that hollis idea i posted👀 title and some of the idea is from the song “f*ck me eyes” by the one and only Mother Cain

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“Will you straighten my hair?”

The question was random, everyone had been sitting in the living room in comfortable silence for the better half of two hours. 

“Why?”

You said it with a giggle but he seemed a little defensive.

“Cause I thought it would look cool, nevermind.”

He rolled his eyes and went back to his phone, you sat up off the floor.

“Wait, let me do it! Please….”

Roman scoffed and got up to walk to the bathroom, you followed, leaving the rest of the boys in the living room. You and Roman had a sibling-like bond, bickering was second nature. You couldn’t deny the beauty of the man, but you never had feelings for him. He was in fact like a brother, one that you wouldn’t mind… fucking.  All of the boys were like that to you, they all felt like brothers, but they were also hot. Never in a million years would you admit that to any of them. But the thought was somehow always there. When you walked in after Roman, you closed the door and began getting the straightener to let it heat up.

“Why did you close the door?”

You looked at him before scoffing and rolling your eyes.

“Don’t get your hopes up, the only plug is right here.”

You pointed to the outlet behind the door before continuing to get everything set up. You motioned for him to sit on the toilet so you could reach him better. You began to comb through his mess of curls, every once in a while hearing a hiss from accidentally pulling too hard. 

“Are you almost done?”

Roman whined, sounding like a child. You put the comb down and grabbed the straightening iron to check if it was ready.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

Roman turned and looked a little confused.

“Yea..? Why wouldn’t I want to?”


You grabbed his head and turned him back around, not wanting to explain how it could affect his curls. You sprayed a copious amount of heat protectant throughout his hair before beginning.  After thirty minutes, Roman started to whine again.

“Why is it taking so long?”

You sighed, ignored him and continued to work on the lower part of his sectioned hair. Eventually, you only had the top section left. His hair was thicker than you thought, taking close to two hours to finish. It didn’t help that he would complain and whine about his back or how his neck hurt every five minutes. 

“Ok, I’m done.”

He turned around on the toilet seat, you couldn't do anything but stare in awe at the sight before you. He was beautiful, no he was gorgeous.

“Wow.”

That was all you could say.

“What? Does it look bad?”

You giggled at his concern.

“No, it looks good. You look… hot.”

Your cheeks began to blush, he noticed. You were practically drooling over him.

“Really?”

His eyes got darker, he stood up and got closer to you. 

“Wh-what are you doing, Rom?”

“Going to look in the mirror? Why, you got something on your mind?”

He asked it so innocently, acting as if there was no intent behind the words. He grabbed your shoulders and moved you to the side so he could look in the mirror. His touch brought heat to your stomach and a pink color to your cheeks. Roman noticed, he always noticed. He caught your eyes in the reflection of the mirror. Your stare was full of want and need.

“Are you going to do something or just fuck me with your eyes?”

He tilted his head as he said it. You didn’t say anything, couldn’t say anything. 

“Do you want to fuck me?”

He knew that you did, he grabbed your waist with gentle hands. He pulled you closer until you were inches apart. You could feel his breath on your lips, his eyes were hungry and so were yours. You couldn’t handle it any longer, you closed the gap and met his lips. The kiss was fast and brutal. He picked you up and placed you on the sink, his hands finding your breasts. One hand crept up and wrapped around your throat, placing enough pressure to slow your breathing but not stop it.  You wrapped your legs around him, grinding against his growing arousal. You needed more, you needed him. You moaned into the kiss, finding a little friction against the zipper of his jeans. Roman broke the kiss to take his shirt off and you followed, leaving you in your bra. He reached around and unclasped it, allowing it to fall to the floor. He took the sight of you in, your swollen lips, your exposed breasts. He unzipped his pants and took them off, you could see the imprint of his dick. You hopped off the sink and knelt down in front of him. You began to palm him through his boxers, his breath hitching. 

“Yo! What are ya’ll doing?”

Your eyes widened and you stood up as quick as you could. It was Hollis. You couldn’t do anything but stare at Roman in shock. A smile slowly spread across his face has he slid a hand in your shorts and covered your mouth.

“She’s straightening my hair, what do you need?”

He said it so casually, as if his fingers weren’t doing circles around your clit. You couldn’t help the slight whimper that escaped your mouth, even through Roman’s hand covering it.

“Can I join you? The boys are being boring.”

“Ummm, I mean the bathrooms kinda small and the straightener is plugged in behind the door so it has to stay closed. Sorry man.”

Roman inserted two of his fingers, you gasped a bit too loud.

“Is she okay?”

“Hollis, if you don’t leave right now, I’m going to take this straightener and shove it so far up your ass…”

“Fine. But I’m ordering food so y’all better be done when it gets here.”

With that, Hollis walked away. Roman wasted no time and pulled off your shorts. He placed you back on the countertop and took his dick out.

“I guess we better be quick.”

He laughed as he lined himself up. He began to attack your neck as he slowly inserted himself. Your hands went up to his freshly done hair and began to pull as he picked up the pace. He hit every spot that made you squirm, you pulling his hair hard in response. Every time you yanked at it, he moaned. He enjoyed it. The two of you quickly forgot that you were in a house full of your closest friends. The sounds of skin on skin took over the bathroom and echoed off the walls. The two of you moaning so loud the neighbors could probably hear. Roman took one of his hands and began to rub your clit. He knew what he was doing and it made you wonder how many women he had been with. In no time, you were screaming with release as you finished on his dick. Roman followed after, pulling out to stroke out his orgasm. He came onto your stomach as you were catching your breath. He gave you a small kiss as he reached behind you to get a wash rag to clean up. As he was wiping down your stomach, there was a knock on the door.

“Are you done fucking cause the foods here.”

It was Ryan. Roman rolled his eyes.

“Fuck off, we’ll be out in a minute.”

You giggled as Roman pulled up his pants. He kissed you, this time it was sweet and… loving?

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conceal x fem reader

contains: reader dislikes ryan, slow burn,tight space,smut, dry humping, ‘public’ sex etc NOT PROOFREAD

a/n: making camping fics bc my trip is most def not making it out. POSTING cause im not gonna post for a bit..

this was such an bad idea. why did you after to this?

it was Hollis idea to go camping for a weekend. him, sirena, Roman, Sara. Nate couldn’t go everyone voted for Ryan to come but you.

you’ve all been planning this night for too long to cancel it.

so Ryan came, too.

not that he wants to go either. he takes his time getting his things and loading them in Hollis’s car early in the morning. you had a long drive up through Los Angeles, and you were running late, of course. he glowered at all of you mostly at Hollis and Roman then dropped into the seat beside you and shuts the car door.

he leaps out of the car as soon as it comes to a stop at the beach.

everyone chooses spots to set up their tents.

Sara and Roman would share one, Hollis and Sirena would share one you don’t know how that happened then, as far as you know, Ryan has his own tent, and you have yours.

Ryan’s tent is surprisingly smaller than everyone else’s, even your own. when Roman and Hollis see it, they hide their laughs behind their arms. when Ryan notices the difference, his shoulders slump. no one says anything. it’s light out, so everyone walks down to the water.

you’re all out there until late, after the noisy,drunk guys who’d been shouting for the last three hours, have gone to bed. you all trudge back to your tents, your feet covered in water and sand. you’re highly aware of Ryan behind you; his breath, his footsteps.

“uh oh,” Sirena says, and she turns around.

when you look at your tent, not only has it collapsed, but it has a huge hole in it.

everyone looks at you, waiting.

Sirena looks at Ryan then back at you.

then back at Ryan, who notices. for just a moment, you make eye contact. he ducks his head.

everyone knows, but no one wants to say it.

“it’s either that,” Sirena says, “or he sleeps with one of the guys.”

so it’s settled. Ryan and you would share a tent tonight. maybe tomorrow, you could buy a new one at a local store. neither of you guys say anything about it.

again, you’re surprised when Ryan doesn’t climb into the tent but instead stays out by the fire with everyone else. he doesn’t offer anything to the conversation, just sits there, scowling, with the golden fire light against his face.

Hollis and Sirena go to bed first. they seem all giggly and touchy as they leave. it’s even quieter than before. Sara states into the fire with wide,brown eyes. Roman is still eating s’mores, although everyone else had finished a while ago.

“i’m gonna go to bed,” you say.

Ryan looks up at you, and it’s then you realize you’d been staring at him. he gives you the most subtle nod.

“goodnight,” Sara says to your back.

“night,” Roman says, in a far off tone.

you slip out of your shoes, climb in, and zip it up so no bugs slip in. earlier, you’d taken your things out from your collapsed tent and set them inside on the right side of Ryan’s tent. your sleeping bags are touching.

since you’d been by the fire for over an hour, you’d gotten used to the warmth. now that you’re in the dark of your tent, under a tree, and you’ve pulled your socks off, the cold surrounds you. it chills you to the bone, making you shiver.

you lie on your side but whip your head up when the zipper flies upwards. Ryan climbs in, clumsily. you curl your legs up as he nearly collapses on top of you. he crawls onto his side. his skin scratches against his sleeping bag material. his foot bumps you as he gets under his cover.

he probably thinks he was smooth, and that you're fast asleep. thinking this, it keeps you awake even more, staring up at the pointed top of the tent. you'd never admit it out loud, but you're glad you don't have to sleep alone.

you shiver. "it's fucking freezing."

Ryan turns his head to you. thankfully, it's dark. "you're cold?"

"you're not?"

"What are you wearing?" he whispers.

you click your tongue.

"no, not like that," he says. "i mean, maybe you're not layered enough."

you roll onto your side so your back is to him. "i'm freezing even inside this stupid sleeping bag and under a blanket."

Ryan shifts behind you. a moment later, he drapes his blanket over your body. the gesture is soothing, like your sinking into a soft mattress. like, suddenly, the ground beneath you, which is barely cushioned under your sleeping bag, is flat and comfortable.

his scent fills your nose and rushes to your head like a shot of dopamine. it would be so easy to turn and curl yourself into his body.

"one thing that helps," he says, "is body heat."

the thought makes your body flutter.

"we're already in this tent together." your teeth chatter faster when you talk.

Ryan sounds perfectly content. and smug.

"seriously. how do you think humans used to stay warm when they lived in caves?"

"Ryan." you're struggling to breath and speak. "if you want to feel me up, just ask."

"okay," he says. "can I feel you up?"

"no."

"oh, come on. you're cold."

"i'm fine," you snap, but it feels like your fingers are about to fall off.

Ryan is quiet for a moment. a huge shiver runs through your body, like being buried in snow. he waits, and he waits.

there's no way you'll be able to fall asleep like this.

"fine," you say. "but only because i'm really cold."

you can feel Ryan's smile as he rolls over and wraps his body around yours. instead of cringing, you melt into him. he is warm.

it's like dunking yourself in a hot cup of coffee. you shut your eyes and let your breathing steady.

never had someone's breath on the back of your neck do so much to your body all at once. it wakes up every part of you.

"i'm warmer," you say.

he nuzzles his face against your neck, and you freeze in his embrace. it feels good to have someone so close, so invasive, so warm. his breath is louder, and it runs down your bare back.

"this would be so much easier if you were naked," he says.

your teeth chatter. "no. that is not what this is."

you move your leg so it's in between both of his. he wraps his leg around yours and pulls it closer to him, like he's taking back a toy you'd stolen. "are you sure?" he whispers.

you lean your ass into his crotch, which he presses against you. he hooks his fingers around your hipbone from behind to pin you there. he's hard. his mouth comes down on the back of your neck. he pulls your hair up. each kiss is wet and warm, and it's like a bullet reverberating down your spine every time.

when you squirm, you don't go anywhere because he's holding you so tightly. both of your breaths grow heavy and rapid.

until you realize what's happening.

you shove his hand away. "stop."

"let me," he says.

you don't really want to reject him, but it's better not to get into it with him.

"please." his chin rests on your shoulder.

you roll your shoulder into him. "what is wrong with you? your job is to keep me warm."

his voice is soft, innocent, like a kid's. "i promise you'll be a lot warmer if you get undressed." he clutches your waist and rolls his hips against you, slowly.

you whimper, despite yourself.

he reaches down between your legs and clutches you upwards. he massages your clit, slowly, with his breath right on the sweet spot of your neck. "shh," he says. he grabs your waist and begins rolling his hips into you. you reach back and clutch his hip.

"let me feel you." he says it a few times, but you don't tell him what he wants to hear. he holds you down harder, and you're still telling yourself not to let this actually go anywhere.

"no, we can't," you whine.

"you feel so good." he sweeps your hair back so he can see your face. he drags his lips up your neck.

"you're making it really hard to say no."

"that's okay," he says.

you slide your hand between your bodies and grab his erection. Ryan shudders as you massage him over his sweatpants. the better you make him feel, the deeper he rubs your clit, and both of you fight whimpering.

you pull your hands away and lean away from him. he stops. "what's the matter?" he says. "are you cold?"

"no." but both of your nipples are hard. "i just can't do that."

he squeezes your arm. "do what?"

he's teasing you. you shrug him off, and he moves back to his side of the tent. it's quiet for a minute, both of you breathing. your body is still tingling from moments ago, like a car engine cooling down.

"if we do it, they're gonna hear," you say.

Ryan moves around behind you. his voice is a whisper, but it's close. "they're probably expecting it."

you give him a look he doesn't see---that is not true... is it? you roll onto your back, and he's right there. he smells like sunscreen and the salty ocean. you graze your hand against his cheek. "promise you'll be as quiet as possible."

he nods, and you melt into him. even your lips smacking together is loud enough for them to hear. "shh," you say, but you keep kissing. he slides his hands up under your shirt, and goosebumps rise all over your body. you breathe in as much of him as you can. he welcomes you into his lap where you roll your hips---he's still hard.

instead of moaning, Ryan breathes into your mouth. he locks you in place on his cock with his hands on your waist and helps guide you against him.

you lean back, and he goes with you. his mouth moves down between your breasts until your shirt won't allow it. you take it off, even though it's cold. Ryan's mouth comes down around one nipple, then the other. you wrap your legs around his waist.

he lowers his voice. "can i get inside you?"

your clit throbs in response. he claws his nails against your skin to get you out of your underwear. then you both frantically undo his pants and push them down, just enough for him to spring out. all of you turns into a puddle.

someone from another tent whispers something. you stop, and both you and Ryan listen. somebody is up, which means they can probably hear you.

Ryan tells you to lie on your side like you did before. he lifts your leg up and guides himself into you. you fight back moaning, but little whimpers escape. "you're doing really good." he gently pecks the base of your neck, here, and there... and there. he goes slow but gets in deep until you cripple.

"shh."

he thrusts into you like he's trying to get himself off. normally, it would bother you, but the closer he gets, the less he keeps it together, and it's fun to feel him struggle.

he grunts and curses, pounds you three times, then slows, then does it again.

now, Ryan isn't bothering to keep quiet.

you'd remind him of everyone who can hear, but you're too close.

Ryan keeps you against his body with his arm across your front. he's too strong too strong to fight as you wriggle in his embrace.

his hips jerk. he lets out a strangled,

"shittt," as he pulls out and releases on your ass, under the covers. you moan at the feel of his cum and cripple forward. Ryan pushes himself back inside of you as another stream pours out. he reaches around your front and rubs your clit so you cry out in explosive pleasure. until you're begging him under your breath.

finally, he peels himself away. both of your heavy breaths fill up the tent as you lie on your backs.

"are you warm now?" Ryan asks.

"i'm fucking sweating." you fan yourself with your hand. when you look over at Ryan, he's got a smug smile on his face. you shove him. "please. that was a ruse to get into my pants."

"and you fell for it."

"i knew the whole time."

"oh. so you wanted to have sex with me."

caught.

that's embarrassing.

"whatever," you say.

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“The lighter makes a spark But I look better in the dark”

Ft.Boyfriend!Conceal x youtuber!cutie!reader

theme: opposite attract, bunny!gf x black cat!boyfriend,

Summary: When a famous YouTuber and her secret boyfriend head to Coachella, the goal is simple: stay under the radar. But between the lights and the constant cameras, the weekend becomes a high-stakes game of keeping their romance a secret while trying to actually enjoy being together.

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@Username1 (3k likes)

Who is filming this? The camera isn't on a tripod and you keep looking at someone behind it PLEASE reveal him!

​@Username2 (1.2k likes)

The voice at 4:20... Is this the boyfriend reveal we’ve been waiting for? 👀

​@Username3 (850 likes)

You can hear him talking at 7:15 and 4:20! I need to know who he is immediately.

​@Username4 (500 likes)

The way you’re smiling at the person filming is so different. You’re definitely dating.

​@Username5 (2k likes)

I paused at 9:30 to see his reflection in the mirror.

​@Username6 (150 likes)

"It’s too much glitter my love." 💦💦😍 ughhh his voice

​@Username7 (400 likes)

The voice is familiar👀👀

​@Username8 (90 likes)

The outfits are cute but I’m just here for the mystery man lore now. Hard launch soon please!

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🎵- pretty girl by clairo

Caption: coachella prep is officially in full swing 🌵🎡 shopping vlog is live on my channel now! go watch to see the fits🫶🫶🫶

Liked by @antihumanform, @chessasubbiond0 and 40k others

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Caption: just chilling

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@Username1 (800 likes)

Wait... who is the other smoothie for?

​@Username2 (320 likes)

The pink drink in the second slide is definitely not his lol. Who are you with??

​@Username3 (500 likes)

He’s finally posting!!!!

​@Username4 (1.1k likes)

Wait y/n posted these exact same smoothies 20 minutes ago... I’m connecting the dots. 🕵️‍♀️

​@Username5 (150 likes)

The hoodie is fire. Where is it from?

​@Username6 (400 likes)

Two drinks? Is there something you’re not telling us? 😂

​@Username8 (900 likes)

I know a "date photo" when I see one.

​@Username9 (50 likes)

Actually a cool photo. Who took the first one?

​@Username10 (1.2k likes)

The mystery girl is definitely a pink smoothie type of person. We see you Ryan! 👀😁

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Reddit

​r/LAInfluencers

​Post: Is y/n dating Ryan D??

"I was watching her new Coachella haul and the guy filming sounds EXACTLY like Ryan. Then he posts the smoothies... am I crazy or are we putting two and two together here??"

-​Reply: You’re not crazy. Look at the shoes in the vlog and then look at his IG post. It’s the same pair.

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u/DeepDive88 (312 upvotes)

Wait, I literally just did a side-by-side. In her vlog at 5:14, she’s trying on those silver glasses and you can see a guy in the background wearing the exact same Rick Owens boots Ryan has on in his IG post today. The math is mathing. 📈

u/VlogWatcher (145 upvotes)

Also, did anyone catch the laugh at 8:30? It’s muffled, but it’s 100% him. She’s been so private lately, so seeing her this giggly is a major tell.

u/TeaTimeLA (89 upvotes)

The way she looks at him behind the camera is everything. She isn't even looking at the lens, she’s looking at him

u/MusicStan99 (210 upvotes)

I just find it hilarious that Ryan is her new cameraman. He’s usually so low-key and underground, and now he’s out here holding shopping bags and drinking pink smoothies. Love that for him.

u/FactChecker (56 upvotes)

I think they’re at the Beverly Center in those clips. If they’re shopping for Coachella together, they’re definitely staying in the same villa or something. Two and two makes four, guys. 🕵️‍♀️

u/RandomUser404 (12 upvotes)

I’m just waiting for the paparazzi photos of them at the festival. You know they’re going to try to hide in the VIP section the whole time.

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TikTok

Caption: the concept of y/n being so giddy and giggly with her new cameraman

Comments

@user1

literally her the whole video

@user2

this ain't right..

@user3

idkk but I'm hearing her man is conceal🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

Reply- @user4-

And who tf is that..

Reply-@user5

Oh ok cause we were wondering

Reply-@user6

Who?

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A/n do we likee???

This took a little TEWW long to make😭😭😭

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