Perfect Just The Way You Are
Female reader x Danielle Rose Russell
Summary: Danielle feels really self conscious after she reads hate comments and you comfort her and reassure her how pretty and amazing she is.
Warnings: talk of self consciousness, but other than that just FLUFF
A/n: decided to do something a bit different and write an actress to see if anyone likes it
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As you walk into the living room, you hear your girlfriend sigh. She has a disappointed and sad look on her face. You go over behind where she’s sitting on the couch, and look over at her phone screen. Your eyebrows furrow for a moment as you start reading what it says.
Quickly, you take the phone out of Danielle’s hand. “Hey!” she says, noticing your presence by that action.
“What have we talked about reading those idiot’s comments or any articles. Baby, you are so beautiful.” She looks up at you with tears in her eyes.
“But what if they’re right, I-I’ve never looked like all the other girls at school and-” you cut her off, “Of course you haven’t, you are way more gorgeous, and shouldn’t believe what everyone writes. It’s your body, not theirs. Trust me, if it wasn’t illegal they’d all be gone by now” you smirk, making her chuckles at your last sentence.
You sit down beside her, and bring her into your arms. Immediately she melts into your embrace. “You’re the most beautiful, drop dead gorgeous, amazing, cute girl in the universe” you say as you plant small kisses on the top of her head after each word.
“Then why do they say that stuff, and they’re not wrong, even a person without their glasses can tell how different I look next to everybody on screen” she whispers, voice cracking as she goes down the rabbit hole again of her self consciousness.
“They say that stuff because they’re projected all their self consciousness onto you. And don’t say that about yourself, you look amazing in every tv show and movie and anything you’ve ever done or posted online, even better than everyone else.” you kiss her on the lips.
“People were mad that I got the role of Hope. I couldn’t figure it out until I found comments on some behind the scene pictures I posted. Maybe I should loose some weight before starting Legacies” she says.
“Hey, I’m with you for whatever you decide you want to do with your body, but please promise me that whatever you may or may not do, is not because of what some jackass stranger says about you” you tighten your arms around her torso.
“I promise.”
It’s been ten minutes and you’ve both been cuddled together in a calm silence.
“Thank you for helping me with that, and with everything you’ve ever been with or helped me with. I don’t know why people I don’t even know, get to me so much and why I let them so easily. I love my body, and always have.” Danielle tells you.
“Of course, I’m always here for you, Dani, I love you so much.”
“I love you too, you’re the best girlfriend ever” she nuzzles her head into your warm chest, loving the warmth radiating off of you as it storms outside.
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Here’s my ongoing original story:
In a world where vampires are at the top of society and on the brink of extinction, Niasrah Blackwood a 168-year-old vampire is arranged to marry Verena St Clair a 163-year-old vampiress, to preserve their bloodline. But these two are entangled in a much more complicated perilous journey when secrets involving one's heritage suddenly emerge.
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