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back2thepalace · 4 years

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Why am I so Stupid? (Parrlyn)

Lol yet another fan fic :)

Previous Parts:

Part 1

Spell Check- i guess

TW- idk pretty sure there’s none tho

Words- 1020

(POV: Catherine Parr)

I woke up with the feeling of something next to me. Next was warm like another human. I slowly open my eyes to see that i was sleeping next to Anne Boleyn. This was the one person I didn't think I would be next to. I sit up and look at the sleeping girl next to me. The3n I remembered what happened last night.

"Fuck," i say as i slam my body against Anne's bed. Due to the sudden movement Anne started to store in the bed and I wasn't about to be there to talk about last night. I got up and ran to the door. I opened it slowly and then slowly closed it to make little noise so Anne won't wake up. I ran down the stairs and then to my room and closed my door.

"Why I am so stupid?" I ask myself as I slide down my door. Not only had I kissed Anne Boleyn but I kissed her while I was in a relationship with someone else. I had been in a secret relationship for a long time now with Jane's brother, Tomas Seymour. I couldn't blame Anne for this mistake as it was all my fault. I was the one who kissed her while in a relationship. I was the stupid one. I can't lie that i had a crush on Anne and one for a long time after i started helping her with her work but i had always kept then locked away. There was not doubt that Anne had also enjoyed it and that was a surprise. I had no clue what to do about my predicament. Should I dump Tomas and be with Anne or reject and be with Tomas. I couldn't tell who I liked more but I had to find out before I was too late. I got up to look in the mirror to see what had happened to my neck last night from the kissing. When i got to the mirror i looked at the many hickiesAnne had left. I pulled open my makeup drawer to grab my foundation to cover it up. I grabbed the makeup sponge on the table and started to apply the makeup to my neck and jawline.

(POV:Anne Boleyn)

I woke up to the from probably the best sleep of all time and especially after a night terror. I turned my body over expecting to see Cathy there but to my surprise no one was there. I sat up and looked around my room and no one was there. Last night had felt so real, it had to be real but if it was, it was Cathy. I got up and ran to my bathroom to see if Cathy was there but when I pushed the door open she wasn't there. I walked in and looked at myself in the mirror and what I saw shocked me.

"Oh my god." I said as i traced my fingers along my neck were there were a good amount of hickies. I leaned in closer and looked at them. It was real, I had been making out with Catherine Parr. I did a little dance around my bathroom before I stopped and looked at them again. I realized I didn't know what to do to cover them up. I had never had a hickey in high school or college as I was always trying to study and I stayed away from boys due to what happened in my past life. I walked out of the bathroom and walked to my closet to get a sweatshirt and put it on. I went up to the mirror in my room and pulled my hair down to try and cover them up.

"Anne Boleyn gets ur ass down here for breakfast." I hear Anna screaming from down stairs. I looked in the mirror one more time and then ran down the stairs.

"Hi Anne." Kitty says as i get down and start making my way to the fridge to get some chocolate milk.

"Hi Kit Kat." I say as I open the fridge door.

"Anne, what's on your neck?" Jane asks and I whip my head around flinging my hair off of my shoulder.

"What?" I say forgetting about the hickies.

"Oh my god, Anne you have hickies on your neck." Kitty says and I immediately blush as I reach in to grab the chocolate milk.

"So who gave them to you." Anna asks and I look at cathy. When I look at her I don't see any hickies on her even though I remember giving her some. Suddenly I am confused about who gave them to me. I look at Anna again to answer.

"Umm....i don't know." I answer slapping the milk container. I walked over to the cabinet to get a glass.

"How can you be so stupid to forget the guy who gave you those hickies." Catherine asked as I opened the cabinet and grabbed a glass.

"I don't know Catherine, i just did." I say as I pour my milk. I walk back the fridge to put the milk and the room was quite. I walked over to Katherine with my glass of milk and sit down next to her. I look at the plate of food that Jane had made and start to eat. I feel Kitty pull my hair up to look at the hickies. I hit her hand down and turn to her.

"Sorry." I say turing to her.

"It's okay. I know how you feel." Kitty says as she pulls the collar of her shirt down to relieve a hickey. My jaw drops at the site of my cousin hickie.

"Who?" I ask quietly. She nods her head towards Anna who was looking at her. I was so glad for my little cousin and I gave her a smile. My eyes then drift to Cathy who was looking at me before I was at her and she turned away. I was confused, when i was making out with her last night she was so passionate but now she seemed to be ignoring me. Soon enough it was time to go to rehearsal. We all piled into Jane's minivan silently.

#parrlyn #parrlyn fanfic #Catherine Parr #anne boleyn

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pain-somnia · 4 years

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(1)so, i've been re-reading AOY for like, the third time, and i just wanted to tell u how much i appreciate the way you write all of the characters. i feel like you approach them with empathy, or at least an understanding of some sort. like, you don't ignore their flaws or their virtues, you don't get viciously against or in favor of any of them. and even if your fic is focused on Hyde&Jackie and their relationship, u give depth to almost all of the characters,

(2) none of them could be replaced with a cardboard cutout, u know? and the dynamics in the group are fantastic, everyone matters to everyone in one way or another (although there are different degrees of closeness, of course). a long time ago i had started reading the eric/buddy fic u mentioned, and while it was well written and intriguing, i couldn't get past the first few chapters bc i can't handle fics that are too biased (not to say that it was bad, it just wasn't my thing).

(3) plenty of other t7s fanfics are biased too (to a certain extent), which is fine and completely normal, but idk, i just love that u seem to care for everyone at least a little bit. it's one of the things that makes AOY so compelling to me. i'm looking forward to what's next, especially bc i wanna know how Hyde&Jackie are gonna deal with their new-but-not-really relationship,

(4)and i NEED more Buddy&Fez, and Jackie&Donna. i also i have a good guess as to the ship you're gonna introduce, so i'm excited to see how you're gonna tackle them 👀. anyway, i didn't mean for this message to get so long lmao. hope you're doing well 💕.

First, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING MY WORK I’m in awe that you re-read it that much (I’m always in awe when ppl re-read my work)

I’m blushing so hard from your compliments. When I first came up with the idea to do this time travel fic I did mostly focus on Jackie and Hyde but then I started to think about the other characters and how Jackie isn’t entirely selfish and she is a compassionate person, so why shouldn’t relationships with other characters be mentioned or highlighted in some way?

(gonna try and put everything under the cut so I don’t clog up the dash but if it doesn’t work I’m so sorry)

Besides the fact that the show was about the group of friends, a huge bit of inspiration for giving more attention to the other characters especially having them do activities with each other especially outside of the basement actually came from my own years as a teen and into my early 20s. The zenmasters fandom is still really new to me unlike the sasusaku fandom so many don’t know about how I got really sick and lost the closeness I used to have with my irl friends due to my illnesses and inability to do all of the things I used to do with them. This is my way of capturing my love for my old friends in a way.

My home used to have the same feeling as Eric’s basement (every time my family moved my house was still THE house) and I was one of like three friends that were licensed (even up to our mid 20s) and I was the only one everyone fully trusted to drive. So in a way I was the Eric of our friend group especially when you add in my mom’s train of thought when it came to my friends and I which was that she would rather us eat everything in her fridge in kitchen and have her go broke feeding us than for us to be out doing stupid shit. It didn’t stop us from doing stupid shit but that was our life lol

we used to trespass into places (abandoned houses, abandoned asylum, parks and fields and lakes when they were closed at night), I had an ex that stole a golf cart from a security guard cuz it was there and the keys were in the ignition and we all fucking scattered when the guy showed up, we would fuck around at my house or another friend’s house and drinking and weed (and acid and shrooms) were usually involved (I was the mom friend so I always took care of everyone and was designated driver), we went to concerts even if we had to drive to other states and also went to Warped Tour almost every year until I got sick af. We would find the perfect places to watch meteor showers and hold bonfires at a friend’s house (although we did start a bonfire in a soccer field we had no business being in at that time at night).

And we would drive around for hours with no destination. We typically told our parents we were going bowling when we did and we never fucking went bowling lol

There’s so much that we did

This is all the energy of my personal experience being a teenager with access to a minivan and then my own car that really made me think about the T7S gang and even though I want to focus so much on Jackie and Hyde and their romance, I feel like I would be doing such a disservice to the friendships in the show by not having them be actual friends in the story.

I’ve had a friend abandoned by her mother and she moved in with a bf and we all helped her (I had to teach her how to cook rice in a pot cuz her bf didn’t have a rice cooker and my mom made sure she knew she could come live with us if she got fed up with her bf’s family) and my family has opened their home to my friend and her family when they were in between homes. I’ve had to help friends through bad trips. We’ve all had our hearts broken. Some of us have dealt with being queer and learning about our own identities and the struggle with finding out who we really are. I found out my father wasn’t my biological father when I was 20 lol

And we all had each other during those moments. Just like how the T7S gang had each other. So I felt personally invested in making sure to elaborate on moments where they were hanging out and being friends to each other.

And I know. God that fic. Whenever I re-ead that fic I actually skip a lot and my last re-read of it made me feel like I couldn’t read it again just because it is way too biased. Like it completely absolves a certain character of everything and I kind of lost it when Brooke had to apologize to him in the fic....I feel like, you should definitely be able to criticize things that you love and that it doesn’t take away any love to recognize the bad with the good.

Like right now I have to show some bias against Kelso for the part of the story but I keep editing it so it’s not complete hate against him. It’s just for this part of the story he is well just being him which is unfortunately ugly and it has to be ugly until he can grow. But I feel guilty about it lol don’t hate me too much for what he has to go through first

Jackie and Donna. I have such a weak spot for them in my fic mostly because for the longest time I didn’t really have many girl friends. I was always too much of a boy, too weird, too ugly for the other girls so I didn’t have someone I was truly super close with until I was in like 8th grade. And there’s this sisterhood with Jackie and Donna that I wish they did better. Like ignoring s8 completely, there just could have been more. But the sweet moments we got were amazing. I just feel like the writers knew fuck all how to make the girls proper friends without feeling like they were losing the characters and how they were.

i will probably be introducing that ship in chapter 8. I’m just struggling wrapping up the last bit of chapter 7 aka the January 31st part. I’ve just been staring at page 56 and wondering if I’m doing it right.

#asks #zenmasters #t7s #that 70s show

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heatherofthenight · 5 years

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Hi I would love that u do my deran/adrian fic idea and that when they‘re young and adrian meets the cody brothers for the first time and they tease deran about adrian being his first friend and the first one come to the house and he get embarrassed or something,they will play together and be rough like always,deran freaks out that adrian will leave him and get scared but he stick around and laugh with them idk but i like your fic so it will make my day if u write it and sorry for my bad English

Hi Nonie,

I’m not sure this is what you had in mind but I hope it hits your spot.

I don’t encourage 7 year olds cursing but I figure Deran grew up hearing the language so he uses it.

Fucking families.

Deran was practically bouncing on his toes and the teacher kept telling him to quit fidgeting. It was embarrassing because if it was one thing Deran could do it was be quiet but today he couldn’t contain his excitement: Today was the day Adrian was coming over to his house after school.

He was excited and worried; he’d never had anyone over before and his brothers would be there. Craig was okay but Baz and Pope might screw things up.

“Deran, if I have to ask you one more time to sit still, I’m going to send you to the principal’s office.” Mrs. Funk’s high voice made her sound like she should be a student in the second-grade class she taught but the look on her face told Deran she meant business. Smurf had a similar look with lips pressed into a line and Deran knew that was his sign to quit fucking around.

His face heated up as the other kids in his class turned and stared at him but he kept his head down. When he finally glanced up, he couldn’t help but look to his right where Adrian was sitting. He made eye contact and was surprised to find Adrian smiling at him.

Adrian was the coolest kid in their class. He could already surf and he was a strong swimmer and he was really smart and funny and Deran even liked the freckles on Adrian’s face.

He had to be careful at home because Pope and Baz liked to tease him about his ‘boy crush.’ Craig was nicer about it, telling Deran it was okay to have a best friend at school, but he still got a goofy grin on his face if Deran talked too much about his friend, Adrian.

Brothers really sucked sometimes; Deran wished Julia was still at home so he could talk to her about having a best friend but Deran knew better than to even mention his sister’s name around the house right now.

The bell finally–finally!–rang and Deran waited at the door for Adrian. His friend was kind of being poky as he got his stuff from the cubby and Deran wanted to tell him to hurry the fuck up but he wanted to play it cool. Adrian wasn’t allowed over at other people’s houses but Craig had somehow talked Adrian’s sister into letting come over today.

Maybe brothers didn’t suck after all.

Adrian finally made it to the door and Deran grabbed his shirt, towing him along. His friend went along with him, laughing as he stumbled along. Adrian was strangely good natured and usually let Deran have his way at school without argument.

They went outside to find the usual procession of soccer moms picking up kids. The sea of minivans was broken up by the God-awful yellow Volkswagen Cabriolet convertible Baz had parked front and center. Craig sat on top of where the convertible folded up and waved as though they wouldn’t spot them. Deran just towed Adrian along.

Baz and Pope completely ignored them as they talked in the front seat but Craig yanked Adrian into the back seat and started talking about surfing. Deran pouted on the way home because Craig was monopolizing his best friend but when they pulled into the driveway, he coaxed Adrian out of the car and dragged him to the pool.

Deran was not happy when not only Craig, but Pope and Baz, followed them to the pool. He showed Adrian inside to the bathroom where he could change into his swim trunks before he grabbed his own from his bedroom and slid into them. He stepped back outside only to be met with his oldest brothers.

“So, it’s a pretty big day for you,” Baz smiled at Deran; he didn’t trust it one little bit.

He grabbed towels, carrying them over to some lounge chairs and dropping them. Maybe if he ignored Baz, he’d go away.

“Hey, he’s talking to you,” Pope chimed in. “Is this little pipsqueak like, more important than your brothers?”

Privately Deran thought that was true but he was smart enough not to voice it. If Pope or Baz sensed any weakness in him, they wouldn’t let up until they got to him. At least that’s what Smurf said. Deran was grateful Smurf was away; there’s no way he’d expose Adrian to her.

Baz grabbed his arm and whirled him around. His arm was going to bruise from the force of his brother’s grip but he pressed his mouth into a straight line and stared back at Baz.

Adrian emerged from the house with Craig close behind him. “Hey, thanks for letting me come over. This looks like a great pool.” His words were aimed at all of the Codys but his smile was just for Deran.

Pope rolled his eyes but Baz got that look in his eyes. “Oh yeah, the pool is great.” As soon as Adrian walked up, Baz grabbed him around him the middle, carried him over to the edge, and dropped him into the water.

His friend emerged from the water, bobbing on the surface, shock on his pale face.

Craig shoved Baz. “What the fuck, man?”

Baz just smiled. “He’s got to be tough if he’s going to hang out here.”

Deran turned his attention back to Adrian who treaded water. His friend bit his lip and looked like he might cry but then he tipped his head back and laughed. It was a sound of pure enjoyment, a laugh similar to Julia’s when she wasn’t being moody.

Pope whipped his head around scowling at Adrian. He stepped to the edge of the pool and he looked like he was going to jump in and give his friend a dunking or something. Deran clenched his fists so hard he could feel his nails digging into his palms.

What if Adrian hated it here and decided he didn’t want to spend time with Deran anymore because of his stupid brothers?

What if his brothers hurt his friend?

Adrian slid beneath the surface, only to launch himself upward into the air before diving headfirst beneath the water. He disappeared from view again although Deran could see bubbles on the surface moving across the pool.

“Did he just do a fucking dolphin dive?” Pope didn’t sound angry; more like shocked.

Deran stepped up next Pope. “I told you he likes to swim.”

Craig got between Baz and the pool, screening his view from Adrian. Even though Craig was only 12, he was already taller than his brothers who were four years older.

Adrian’s head poked above the surface on the other side of the pool and he laughed. That seemed to break up the scary atmosphere.

Pope turned away, heading back toward the house, bumping his shoulder into Baz’s. Both guys went into the house leaving Craig, Deran and Adrian outside.

Craig looked at Deran and then at Adrian who hung onto the far side of the pool, smiling. “Whoa, that was intense.”

Deran fidgeted in place. “Do you think it’s safe?” He kept his voice low because he didn’t want Adrian to hear him.

“Oh, yeah, I think Pope likes Adrian.” Craig took a running start and did a cannon ball, splashing water all over the place, including onto Deran.

His heart still pumped hard in his chest but Deran wanted to hang out with his friend. This could be the last time Adrian came over.

Or talked to Deran.

His fucking family.

Except Craig. Although Craig was dunking his friend beneath the water. Fortunately, Adrian found it funny and laughed in his face before slipping away like an eel.

Deran shrugged before diving into the pool. He just wanted to have some fun.

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Later that evening, after Adrian had gone home saying he’d had a blast and wanted to do it again, someone dropped by the house. The intercom on the gate buzzed and Craig stepped outside to get a quick look.

“Who the fuck drives a station wagon?” Craig scratched the back of his neck.

“Why don’t you go outside and find out, fart-knocker?” Baz rolled his eyes as he went into the kitchen.

Deran squared his shoulders. “I’ll go with you.”

Craig didn’t look thrilled but he nodded.

They stepped outside and Craig was right; it was one of those wood panel station wagons. Holy shit, it was Adrian!

“Holy shit, that’s Jess Dolan.” Craig sounded worried.

This was Adrian’s sister? She got out of the wagon and glided over, Adrian at her back. She had long blond hair and freckles and looked a lot like her brother. She had to be 9 years older than Adrian since she could drive but she only had a few inches on him.

“Craig Cody, I thought you said you’d watch over Adrian if I let him come over. What the hell happened to my little brother?” She might be tiny but she was feisty as she glared at Craig.

“Jess, I’m fine.” Adrian grabbed her arm.

She shook him off, folding her arms, huffing. “You’re bruised around your waist! That’s not fine.”

Shit. That’s where Baz had grabbed Adrian when he’d dumped him into the pool.

“Jesus, Jess, would you chill? We were just rough housing.” Adrian got between Craig and his sister. Deran wasn’t sure but he thought Adrian rolled his eyes at her.

These Dolans were badasses. Jess wasn’t backing down from the much bigger Craig and Adrian was staring her down.

“Come on, Jess, let’s go home.” Adrian grabbed her hand and tugged her toward the car.

She relented although she turned around and pointed a finger at Craig. “If something happens to my brother, you’ll have to deal with me.” She turned her attention to Deran. “You, too, short stuff.”

Adrian tugged her along although he turned around and mouthed I’m sorry before he shoved his sister into the driver’s seat.

The wagon rocketed off in a plume of smoke.

Deran looked at Craig; Craig looked back, his face blank.

His brother finally cleared his throat. “I guess Adrian can handle himself.”

Biting his lip, Deran stifled the urge to laugh. He supposed if Adrian was used to dealing with that then he could hold his own with Deran’s brothers.

Although Deran would be on his guard the next time he invited Adrian over.

Both because of his older brothers and Adrian’s sister.

Fucking families.

Finis

#deran and adrian #kidficlet #bamf jess dolan #craig cody #pope cody #baz #deran cody #adrian dolan

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comebackseasonisamess · 5 years

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NCT 127 on a Road Trip

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Word Count: 1.5k

Summary: What NCT 127 would be like on a road trip

A/N: Firstly I’d like to apologize (once more) to Johnny and Doyoung. Secondly, I did put Winwin in here because there’s been no official announcement on his status with NCT 127 (and I needed someone to be with Yuta)

Yes the gif doesn’t match the tone of the fic but I couldn’t find anything else with all 10 members

OK, so like

They plan a trip across the US/Canada

mainly because I feel like if you were anywhere else you can get around quicker by taking the train or the bus but everyone knows there’s no way you’ll be able to do that there

Driving down all the classic scenic roads

Stopping at all the classic places

And they aren’t all in one car to go there

No, they’re in multiple

(Except for Jaehyun, but we’ll get to him later)

Taeil and Taeyong (the two wriggly grandpas!!) chill in a lowrider

Taeil’s driving because he just has that vibe

He’s pretty good, but speeds excessively

Windows down, sunglasses on, sometimes going twenty (km) over the limit

Manage to consistently turn off at the wrong exit

But it’s ok, because normally you can keep driving straight and get back on the freeway

The type to not stop at Rest Areas

Because they’re Kool Kids

for those who don’t know what rest areas (I believe they’re sometimes called rest stops too) are, they’re these parking lots off the side of the freeway/highway that you can stop at (trucks and trailers stop there too), where there are washrooms and sometimes tourist desks, wifi. there’s also a lot of greenery and plenty of people get out of their cars and walk around. they’re mainly used by people going on long distance trips and I’ve mainly seen families there

Only stop for gas and food

And they’re probably not stopping at McDonald’s for food either

You better believe they’re driving into town to find a nice place to eat

Taeyong keeps up with all the others

Calls them and makes sure they’re all on schedule

Passes (essentially feeds) Taeil food so that he can concentrate on driving

Either the car most ahead, or in second place

Moving on

Jaehyun

this boy doesn’t have his license yet, but let’s pretend he does

I kinda see him riding a motorcycle

it might just be all of the promotions give me more biker vibes than anything else…

But not a Harley

Something quieter most likely

Only makes scenic stops

Is on this journey mainly for the introspective peaceful times

Could have joined Taeyong and Taeil, but decided not to

Can’t carry a lot of stuff so he left his luggage in the back of Johnny’s car (just wait until we get to him)

If he did drive a car I’d expect something posh and sleek

Not like those cars THOSE guys drive

y’know the ones with the super loud engines, bad music pouring out of the windows with the trashy college boy sitting behind the wheel who slams on his accelerator the second the light turns green

am i making general assumptions about a certain car? yes, i am.

He’ll probably plan his own route, but always makes sure to end up at the same hotel as the other guys

Usually arrives first, then has time to explore the city/region they’re in

If it’s a big city he’s gonna head for the street with the most shops/things to do

If it’s a more rural place (like near a national park or something) he might see if he can go on a hike, or might just go to the nearest place with cell service to figure out the next route he’ll be taking

(oh boy I’ve been waiting for this)

before i start, I’d like to apologize to Johnny

This man drives a minivan.

Yes, you read that right, a minivan.

Like one of those soccer mom ones? With the 7 people seating and the foldable third row and the sliding 2 row doors? The cup holders always filled with some sort of garbage? That one

Idk there’s just something very dad like about Johnny and while I don’t think he’d willingly rent out a minivan I imagine him buying one

And of course, sitting passenger side is Doyoung

And in the back there’s Donghyuck, Mark and Jungwoo

He’s (Johnny) always asking if everyone wore their sunscreen, if anyone needs to pee, asking Hyuck to stop provoking Mark…

Blasts the air con even when it’s like 12 degrees (Celsius)

Takes every opportunity to make a dad joke or turn something into a learning experience

When I was your age…

Definitely pulls out a weathered map when they stop at Rest Areas and plunks it on the hood of the car, making a big deal of examining it

Even though Doyoung just rolls his eyes and takes out our trusty friend Google Maps to figure out where to go to next

He’s wearing those khaki shorts, and white socks up to mid-calf (bonus points if he’s also got sandals on)

this is why i wanted to apologize to johnny

Stays completely calm and collected when he misses an exit

Meanwhile Doyoung freaks out

Manages to stop a MarkHyuck argument from escalating

(Mark had to trade spots with Jungwoo to stop himself from throttling Hyuck)

A smooth driver, doesn’t go too fast or too slow

Doyoung is in charge of the music

He’s got a great road trip playlist

Trades out with Johnny every once in a while

Is chill until the children start fighting

Then he drives like my mom

sorry mom

Big movements, brakes frequently and quickly, accelerates like a madman, very aggressive, probably yelling and cursing in korean, shoulder checks aggressively, scowls at all the other drivers, in a state of pure instinct

Then claims that driving aggressively makes him feel more safe

Also makes snarky comments of how “you must always be prepared while driving” and to “think ahead”

(This is when Johnny asks him to pull over and switches with him)

i would also like to apologize to doyoung for this

he doesn’t deserve it

Regardless, he can’t stand any major noise distractions while he’s driving

Gets a bit nervous on those large turns, or going around mountains

Takes a selfie at all the places they stop at

Also at the places they visit together

Jungwoo takes the right seat, Mark is in the middle, and Hyuck gets the left side (him and Jungwoo switch so that he’s behind Johnny because Jungwoo can’t fit and Mark already lost rock paper scissors and got the shitty middle seat)

i will fight people on this the middle seat is the absolute worst seat

They play cards and car spotting games

Mark sings along to all the music

Hyuck sometimes puts his headphones in and stares out the window

They’ve downloaded some movies onto and iPad

And yell out spoilers while Johnny and Doyoung are driving

Mark backseat drives a lot

It annoys the shit out of Doyoung

Jungwoo films a lot

He also mercilessly teases Taeyong and Taeil when they turn up two hours late to the hotel that one time

They all make Johnny stop at McDonald’s (more than once)

Or Tim’s when they’re in Canada

Can’t sit still in the beginning

But four days in and they can’t keep their eyes open in the car for longer than thirty minutes

Their seats don’t recline fully because the luggage in the trunk is in the way

But it’s ok because Hyuck leans on Mark, who leans on Jungwoo when they sleep

FINALLY

Yuta and Sicheng

They’re cool af

Always the last ones

(Because they’re fashionably late, as one should be)

Drive that one car we see in EXO’s Love Shot

Yuta’s sunglasses are low on his nose

Honestly them and wrigglygrandpa!line have similar cars

So Yuta provoked them a bit

(But Taeyong threatened to no longer cook for him so he stopped)

Find secluded places to stop the car

And eat a homemade lunch or snack while in the car

Feet up on the dash

Only when the car is stopped though

The instant it starts to rain they freak out

Run out trying to pull the foldable roof out (because their car is a relic)

Also always seem to have flat tires

Have become the experts of fixing flat tires

Sicheng drives

Yuta’s ok but he seems to be the one the flat tires happen to…

When they stop at the gas station Sicheng fills up with fuel while Yuta runs to go buy some snacks

Sicheng has considered a couple of times of just picking Yuta up and throwing him out of the car when the latter makes bad pick up jokes

Or expresses his love for Sicheng too loudly

Sicheng’s the type of driver to stop at all the pedestrian crosswalks because he’s a nice guy and lets those people cross

Is very courteous and polite

We all like this driver

Yuta’s also fairly good at driving

He just needs to work on… his positivity

Always exclaims that they’re gonna be late or that they aren’t going to make it

Sicheng has to reassure him each and every single time

When they finally get there they always get the worst rooms

It’s ok though

That one time Taeyong and Taeil arrived late they arrived first and got the most luxurious rooms and charged it to 2Tae’s cards :)

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a-spoopy-bird · 6 years

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Non-Voltron au continued

YOU ASKED I DELIVERED HERE IS MORE FROM THE BRIDGE LANGST (lmao idk how to link shit)

The phone rang over and over. A click. Voicemail again. “Uh, hey Lance, it’s Keith again. Are- are you okay? You never showed up to physics today… I’m kinda worried. Uh, text me. Call me. Anything to let me know you’re alive. Actually, I’m coming over. So, if you’re even hearing my voice right now, then get ready.” Keith hang up. He was more than kinda worried. Lance has tried to kill himself before. Sometimes, Keith didn’t know if the one bridge accident was a blessing or not. Having Lance as a friend, while mildly annoying, was better than Keith expected. Lance did his best to hide his problems, hiding behind jokes and horrible flirting attempts. It’s been a few months since the Bridge Accident, and Lance has only shown his true colors when he was alone. Keith just happened to find Lance a few times. Keith shuddered at the memory.

He had been walking home later than usual. He was cautious. This was the time the druggies and the gangs came out. He’d have to be careful. He glanced down an alley and stopped flat. “Lance?” Leaning against a wall, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was uncoordinated.

“Keith, wussup?” Lance stumbled over. He was obviously higher than an airplane.

“Lance, come on, I’m taking you home.”

“No, no, don’t do that, please Keith.” Lance stumbled and leaned against the wall again.

“Why not?” Keith had little patience for high people. They were slow and clumsy, and usually said stuff that made no sense.

“I kinda came here to escape them, ya know?”

“Lance,” Keith sighed and shook his head. “Fine, then come on.”

“Not back home.” It was a statement, but it also felt like a question.

“No, you’re coming to my place so that you don’t do something stupid.”

“’Ight.” Lance walked with Keith, steps dragging slightly, teetering on every step. Keith did his best to support Lance, but he was a lot taller than Keith, which presented a problem. Lance couldn’t walk straight, and he seemed to want to just fall over.

Finally, finally they made it to Keith’s small studio apartment. Keith helped Lance up the stairs, with a lot of Heys, That’s my foots, and Stop it, come ons. Lance was settling down on Keith’s couch, and Keith was getting some blankets from a closet.

“Why do they hate me?” Keith froze. Lance was looking down at his hands, limp on his lap.

“Lance?”

“Like, I didn’t even do anything, ya know? They just don’t really understand. They get it that I’m into dick, that was mostly fine. My gram hates it, but whatever. I just- why don’t they see mental health kids, like, people with depression, as people who need help? Since when was that a thing?”

Keith put down the blanket. “Well, sometimes people, especially older generations, don’t see depression as a real thing. They mislead themselves by telling people they’re just a little sad.”

“Don’t they, like, care, though? Isn’t that what parents are supposed to do? Care?”

Keith sighed, getting the blanket. “I don’t know Lance. My dad left when I was a kid, and my mom was a drug addict. I don’t have much experience with real parents.” Keith brought the blanket over.

Lance sighed. “Keith, I didn’t do something wrong, did I?”

“No, you didn’t. Stop stressing it. Depression is very real, and they don’t seem to know that.”

“But- but they also just never has- have time for me, like? I might as well be invisible. Betcha they won’t notice I’m gone.” He laughed without humor at that.

“Give me your phone.”

“Wha- why?”

“I need to message Hunk, and I don’t have his number.” It was a lie. Keith felt spiteful. Lance’s parents should pay more attention to their kids, especially with all the sadness in that household.

“Ight, the password’s Shakira Shakira, with both s’s capitil- capitalized.”

“Go to bed,” Keith said, unfolding the blanket. “It’s late, and you’re high as hell.”

“So I’m low?”

“You know damn well what I mean, Lance.”

“Yeah, yeah, g’night, Keith.”

“Night Lance.” Keith turned towards Lance’s phone. He pulled up his mom’s number and punched it into his phone.

Keith Kogane: Hey, im keith, one of lances friends. I just wanted to let you know he was staying with me tonight.

Rosetta McClain: thank you. May I ask how you got this number?

Keith Kogane: Lance gave it too me. If you want, I can delete it

Rosetta McClain: no its fine. Thanks for looking after my boy

Keith Kogane: no problem

Rosetta didn’t answer after that. Keith wondered if she was just playing nice. Keith looked over at Lance. He had tears on his cheeks. Keith wondered if he even felt them.

“Lance?” Keith asked gently. “What’s wrong?”

“Why does everything hurt so much?” He whispered. “Why doesn’t she care? Why does he-” Lance’s voice broke. “Why doesn’t he give a rat’s ass? Do I- is this what I get? For being suicidal? For being a- a screw up?”

“Lance,” Keith said firmly, cupping Lance’s face between his hands. “You are not, I repeat, are not, a screw up.” Keith felt like someone was twisting his heart. “I don’t know why they don’t care, but look. You have Shiro, you have Hunk, Pidge, Allura, and Coran. And you have me. We will always, always be there for you.”

Lance’s pink eyes stared up at Keith, full of sadness and hope. “Really?”

Keith nodded.

But that was back in November. About two months after he had stopped Lance at the bridge. Then, back in January, he had heard Lance, thinking no one was around, talking to himself. About his family. About his thoughts. About how he feared himself. About how the darkness of his room terrified him, the way he could go months with his mask on, about how he was never enough. Keith didn’t intervene that time.

It was March. Lance has been drawing back. Only Keith has noticed.

He was at Lance’s house. How did that happen? The family minivan wasn’t there; the McClain family had gone on a vacation to their grandparent’s house. Lance had college, so he didn’t go. Besides, he had said, I don’t particularly like my grandparents. Keith knocked on the door. Loudly. Keith checked his phone. 3:27 AM. Lance was hopefully asleep. But the bags that have been under his eyes for the past week said otherwise.

“Lance, come on, open up.” Keith would never admit how scared he was. “Lance, if you don’t open this door, I’ll open it and hunt you down.” Thirty seconds passed. Forty-five. A minute. “Fine. I’m coming in.” Keith opened the door and walked into the empty house.

“Lance?” He called, walking through the halls of the house. “Come on, Lance, I’m taking you to McDonald’s.”

No answer.

“Lance?” Fear crept into Keith’s voice. “Come on, I don’t want to breach your privacy like this.” He continued to walk around the house, checking everywhere.

Keith stopped at a closed door. The light was on. He knocked. “Lance? You in there?”

One second. Two. Four. Twelve.

“Lance?” No answer. Keith sighed. “Fine. I’m going to open the door now.” Keith slowly opened it, tentatively looking in.

Lance was on the floor, not moving. Some pill bottles were spilled around him. His forearms were a mess from new and old wounds. Blood was pooled on the brown bathroom tiles. A bloodied kitchen knife lay next to him.

“Oh no. No, no, no, no, no.” Keith mumbled. “Lance, co- come on.” His breath hitched. He carefully picked his way through the mess. “You- you idiot.” He reached out to feel his pulse.

There was a weak fluttering beat. Momentary relief flew through Keith. He had to get him to a hospital. But in this city, would it just be faster to call an uber or an ambulance? Or just drive himself? Keith didn’t know. He had to stanch the bleeding. He looked around the small bathroom. He found two towels.

Lance’s arms looked worse when they were cleaned up. Long, deep cuts ran from wrist to elbow. He had lost so much blood. Keith taped the towels around his arms. He picked him up bridal style. Jesus, he was so pale. His usual tan skin was pale and clammy and cold. Keith carefully made his way to his red Honda Civic. Carefully buckling lance into the front seat, Keith took off, going as fast as legally possible.

The hospital’s lights glared down at him. He picked up Lance after unbuckling him. He walked as fast as he could. The secretary glance up when the doors opened, then did a double take. She called for a doctor to come and take him back. Keith sat in the waiting room. He pulled out his phone.

Keith Kogane: I have some bad news

Keith Kogane: Lance is in the hospital.

Keith Kogane: he cut himself up and took a bunch of pills

Keith Kogane: i rushed him to the er but he was really pale and cold

Keith Kogane: I don’t know what to do know besides just sit here

Shiro: Do you want me to come down?

Keith Kogane: if you want to

Shiro: I’ll be down in a bit

Keith Kogane: ok

Hunk Garrett: oh no! do you know if he’s going to be okay?

Keith Kogane: No they haven’t told me anything yet. I assume they’re going to flush his stomach, clean his cuts, and tr to get more blood into him.

Hunk Garrett: im coming down give me a sec

Pidge Holt: wait whats happening

Pidge Holt: oh fuck ok im coming down

Shiro: you cant drive

Pidge Holt: yeah I live close to the hospital be right there

END PART TWO

TO BE CONTINUED

#long #langst #lance mcclain #klance #part two #part 2 #langst family notice me #notice me senpai #l a n g s t #seriously #not gonna lie #im super proud of this

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unproduciblesmackdown · 6 years

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😘 glad ur back!!! Some Q's if u wish: 1. did anyone famous come from your town? 2. Who is currently your favorite musical artists? 3. What is your absolute favorite snack that you Have to have within reach? 4. do you keep with you a water bottle that you always use and are attached to, or just use whatever's convenient?

yeah its nice to be more in touch w ppl and like sort of aware of how anyones doing…its great how you just come up with questions tbh. too good

i dont know if anyone famous came from the town i lived in the longest…actor robert duvall like moved into the surrounding area and was apparently always around just like the grocery and library and other kinds of places and my grandma always hopes to run into him but probably hasnt yet. also maybe one of the guys from the dukes of hazzard? which i only know they had a truck and no doubt antics and daisy duke was there

i never really can settle on favorites and ive been listening to music a ton lately…but a few months ago i finally listened to the full most recent phoenix album…”finally” b/c it came out last summer and also b/c ive been meaning to listen to a whole phoenix album for probably over ten years…thats why i rarely deliberately get into something new…i rarely follow up on my own recommendations, much less anybody elses, and not because of how much i set store by them or not. anyways i really like the album and can and have just put it on loop for a third of a day. i know a lot of people are too good to like phoenix but i’m thriving

im pretty voracious about snacks…like with all other things, i wanna finish something all in one go. so saying your box of cheezits is “family size” is more like im gonna eat it in two sittings, maybe. i dont portion off four fig newtons or a little plastic bag of wheat thins. i am probably going to eat most of whatever in one go. i am like that with food generally. but, contradictorily, i dont eat regularly, so part of being a garbage disposal is a lack of restraint, and then part of it is an overabundance of restraint, wherein i rarely feel like “hmm i am hungry but only for several ounces of food.” anyways i like a wide variety of snacks…cheezits like i said, dry crackers of other kinds actually, i’ll decimate oreos, i like pretzel sticks especially with ranch dip which nobody seems to know about. it may be a midwestern thing. i like chocolate things but im not that passionate about it. i AM passionate about ice cream year round, if that counts as a snack. anyhow the point is i’ll eat mostly whatevers around…if it was an ideal world where i could have a limitless snack of some kind? idk but there was this generic-brand peanut butter cookie that gave you like forty in a pack and i thought they were pretty great. i’d start with that as a good default

i pretty much never used water bottles for the longest time…i’d start taking plastic ones to my ballet classes because they were often strenuous. i kept water in plastic cups when i lived in my minivan, until sometime early last year i got a thermos as a door prize at this work meeting we all had to come to. at the same time tho i was waiting for my work to give me the $70+ i’d made in tips for being the only person to make deliveries for this one evening, and they never did, so its a bit of a loss there. still its a convenient drink holder, b/c its kind of skinny so you can stick it in a backpack holder or something. so i use it and other cups i leave around. sometimes i can have like three drinks going for me at once, tea or coffee or choc milk or whatever. i like to have a drink around…it’s something to do and something to Consume

#count on me for Alwyas Excessive Answers

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jaeminlore · 7 years

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friends to lovers!ten

prompt: how about a scenario in which the reader enters a convenience store, late night, wearing super fancy clothes and ten works in this store and they talk and sparks fly and there's a little bit of angst but lots of fluff?

okay well so this request immediately made me think of that ten gif where he is wearing those pajama pants nd the black sweater

y'all KNOW the one

i found it and added it ^^

but that outfit comes in a lot later in this scenario so we'll skip it for now

okay so the setting is prom

nd the most popular boy in school asked you so you bought this super fancy dress and wore your nicest heals and jewelry

you even wore fake eyelashes like you wanted to look n i c e

bc you're not very popular in school and you thought your senior year would've gone unnoticed by everyone

but the cutest (*´꒳`*) boy in school asked YOU out and so ofc you accepted

but :(((

unfortunately :(((

said cute boy had only asked you out as a bet

and . . . it hurt

bc you had your insecurities but you thought that for once someone had just seen you for you and had fallen in love w you

or at least liked you like you obv don't think someone has to love you in highschool

it'd be nice tho :'—(

anyway so when you find out (you had heard some girls whispering abt it in the stalls) you left as soon as you could

the popular dude had been your ride

so you called your mom and asked her to pick you up at the convinience store near the school

partly bc you didn't want to stay at that school any longer

but mostly bc you were craving some spicy noodles

you pull off your heels and walk over to the convenience store, smiling softly at the worker at the counter

he looked bored before you walked in, his chin resting on his palm

but when you came in he was all business like suddenly he was standing up straight w a charming smile

"hello i'm ten! let me know if you need any help!"

his eyes trail down your body and his eyebrows lift "oh! were you just at prom? did you have fun?"

you shook your head solemnly

"i went but . . . i didn't have much fun."

"oh" ten frowns before brightening up again "well you look pretty."

"thanks"

you feel a little flustered at his words, since he sounds so genuine

"um— i'm gonna buy noodles now,,,,,"

nd you probably scurry away from him as quick as you can bc you already feel humiliated

like the only thing left is to have a crush on the convenience store worker just bc he called you pretty

you snatch your favorite brand of noodles and go over to the lil station, pouring the boiling water into the bowl before heading back to the counter

you pay for the noodles, and when ten hands you back your change his fingers brush your palm and you're just

blushing aGAin

you plan to eat the noodles outside bc there's no way you're going to stay in the store

but ten kinda leans over and asks

"can i eat w you? my break is soon and since you’re the only customer . . . would it be okay?"

his cheeks are kinda pink as he asks, and his eyes are avoiding your gaze as he stares at a soda stain left on the counter

u rlly don't wanna say yes

bc you just want to be alone in your misery

but also ... he looks so nervous you rlly didn't have the heart to reject him

"sure. but let's eat outside."

suddenly he gets the bRiGhTeSt smile on his face!!!! and he's like just let me make some hot chocolate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

you actually have no idea how lonely ten is

esp tonight bc he had to take a shift at the gas station while his school had prom

and of course he wanted to go bc prom is like the one time you can dance and no one makes fun of you for it

but his boss would not let him take his shift off so :(

and he doesn't think you know him bc the two of you are in completely different social groups

he is on the dance team and participates in musical theater

you are on the swim team and spend any other time in the library

ten knows you bc he thinks you're really cute :,,,,)

and he was going to ask you to prom

but

in the locker room after gym he overheard one of the popular boys talk abt bringing you and he knew he couldn't compete

so he never asked

fate must've intervened and brought you to him, so he took advantage of the situation and asked to eat with you

you're already eating when he arrives w his hot coco and a cup of noodles

it's an odd combination but you don't criticize it

"so, y/n, what brings you to my humble workplace?"

you narrow your eyes "you know me?"

"we go to the same school," ten answers, and he can see the obvious awkwardness in your eyes bc you genuinely don't recognize him "it's okay, we aren't friends or anything. i just know you bc you're on the swim team and my friend doyoung is the captain."

"ah! doyoung!" you say, thinking of your captain who always nags you to keep up your fitness regime. you wonder what he would say if he saw you with a sodium-packed cup of noodles

"he's annoying. nags too much."

ten laughs, and it's chirpy and bright and so wonderful that you find yourself leaning in to hear it more clearly

"he's always been like that," ten supplies, "he didn't even want mark or donghyuck to go to prom tonight bc he was afraid someone would spike the punch bowl"

"i think i saw that yuta kid pouring some tequila in it earlier."

the two of you compare nagging mom!doyoung stories before ten brings up the elephant in the room

"so why are you here, and not at prom?"

"oh. well I found out i was asked on a bet. something like who could bring the biggest loser as their prom date or something. i didn't stay around for the details."

ten is mad. you can't see it, bc he's rlly good at hiding his anger

but his jaw is clenched and his fists are going full arthur meme under the table

he just doesn't understand why someone would do that to anyone, let alone the person he liked the most in school

you don't even seem that bothered by it anymore, having gotten your noodles and disposed of your fake eyelashes and heels

(you save the eyelashes for another use tho obv those things are expensive)

and ten kinda has the urge to ask you to go to prom with him

it must have an hour left, and he could close up the store early (even if he would have to hear from his boss the next day)

but you could get the prom you wanted, and he could dance beside the prettiest girl in the room

"hey, y/n?"

you don't hear him, because a minivan is pulling into the parking lot, and you're already walking towards it. "I'll see you at school, ten! thanks for hanging out w me!"

"oh. no problem!" he gives you a wave and a halfhearted smile before turning around to clean everything up and return to his shift

he's very sad that he missed out on his opportunity w you

fast forward >>>>>>>>>>

two weeks later, and you're cramming for final exams while simultaniously training for the last swim meet of the year

and you're v v busy

but also you just want a break

and doyoung has had the whole team on a no carb diet bc he wants everyone to have suburb energy burned by vegetables alone

and all you're craving are some spicy noodles from the convienice store

you also kind of want to see ten again

ever since prom night you've noticed him around school and your heart gives a lil stir every time he sends you a smile or tiny wave

bc he's so cute :(

and you can't believe you haven't noticed him before :/

but at least you know him now :)

so anyway you decide to visit the store he works at in the hopes of gaining enough energy to be able to finish studying for your finals

you also rlly want ten to be there bc you highkey want to ask him on a date

bc he’s rlly cute and he was so kind to you that he just makes your heart go zoooooOOOoOoOOOoommmmmMMMMmm

so you go completely dressed down compared to last time

like your hair isn't even brushed lololol

when you arrive,,, ten isn't there :(

instead it’s this old guy behind the counter and he kind of sneers at you before going back to watching the lq tv in the corner

although it sucks that ten isn't there, you go to the back to find the same instant noodles you found last time

and low and behold!!!!

i bet you guys cant guess what happens next bc this is so unpredictable ;)

ten is there!!!

this is where the gif comes in bc he’s dressed in his pajamas too with an oversized sweater and messy hair that brushes over his eyes and U DNjkzwbfjdjfbbfjewbfe you gET it

“ten?”

he jerks around from looking at a packaged cheese danish (you KNOW he would don't argue w me!)

“y/n?” his smile grOWS “what’re you doing here?”

you shrug “i came for snacks..... and maybe you”

“me??” and ten is blushing !!! bc his crush is looking for him!!!!

“well.... you found me”

“yeah...” you don't really know what to do next, so you just hold up the cup of noodles,, “do you wanna ... idk ... eat w me?”

a cheeky smile appears on ten’s face and he just kind of asks,,, “is this a date, y/n?”

“idk do you want it to be?”

“tbh yeah”

“yay bc me too”

yall are just two cuties who like eating together outside of the convenience store

nd when you have your swim meet ten is the loudest cheerer in the crowd

when your team wins he runs up and kisses you in front of everyone!!!! bc he’s extra!!!! nd doyoung chides him for it bc you have to go get your award but ten doesn't care!!!!

anyway yeah that's friends to lovers ten

:’)

the end

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pinkrocketimagines · 7 years

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British Puns and Greasy Hair: Part 3

(Cole Sprouse X Reader X Tom Holland)

SUMMARY : You’re off to a breathtaking island with the entire crew to shoot more segments of the show, including a kissing scene with Tom himself! Cole can’t seem to get his mind off you while Tom has you giddy everytime he’s around.

A/N : Guys! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. Thankyou for all the love :) I hope you enjoy reading this one as well <3 Do reblog it, if you feel like, idk, it’s a freeee world x

You’re in a private plane, hired by the Riverdale Productions, on your way to an Island, which Mark has refrained from naming yet, to shoot the next segments of the show.

You’re pretty excited since you’ve never really travelled this far for shooting. Your script said you would have a kissing scene with Tom today. Kissing scene with Tom Holland in an Island? Hmmm.

Everybody is on board, including Tom, Cole, Lili, KJ and Cami. You’re cuddled next to Camilla while Cole’s hooked on a certain novel he had brought along for the trip. Lili is in a deep slumber while Tom, hm, you’re not sure where that 10yr old hyperactive man has gone.

“So, Tom is pretty cute, huh?” Camila cheekily grins at you, nudging your arm.

You scoff,” What’s with that grin? You look absurd, Cami” you fire back at her.

“Oh come on! You know what I mean,”

You turn away from her, still scoffing,”I have absolutely no idea whatsoever,”

“Aw, please don’t tell me you’re still hooked on Cole!”

“Quiet! You’re so loud,” you check to see if anyone has heard her. Your eyes meet Cole’s gaze. He gives a small smile and you return the same.

“It’s too soon to tell,” you quietly murmur into Cami’s ear.

“TOO SOON? (Y/N), IT HAS-“

You immeidtaely cover Cami’s mouth before she lets another word slip through it. “Cami, you’re … nevermind. I’m taking a nap now. Not a word about it, you understand?”

“But-“

“Not a word,”

“Ugh, you’re such a bore! I’m going with KJ,”

“(Y/N),”

“(Y/N)”

(Y/N)”

Angered by the sudden interruption of your nap time before it even began, you roughly pull out your eye mask, “WHAT???”

“I’m bored,” Tom answers in a sad tone, leaning his head onto your shoulder.

He is…adorable. But annoying. Gosh, is he annoying.

“Tom, I’m trying to sleep!” you put your eye mask back on.

He quickly pulls it out again, “I’m SO bored, (Y/n). Captain said we stil have 2 more hrs to go. I swear if I-“

You sigh,” What do you want from me?”

“I was thinking we could, hmmm,” he takes out his phone,”Lets see what we have got here,”

After much deliberation, he finally blurts,” Dubmash?”

You laugh a little too loudly,”Dubmash? Are you-“

His stern look stops you from completing your question,

“Alright, alright. Dubmash it is,”

The next 30 minutes quickly went by with you and Tom laughing like mental! and making fun of each other’s horrible attempt at lip syncing.

“See? I told you this was fun,” he confidentely grins,”Is it okay if I post one on my instagram?”

“Not until you pay me $1 million dollars in cash,” you sternly answer him.

He scoffs,”Pff, I was going to post it anyway! Like I need your stupid permission,”

You roll your eyes and yawn. You’re still tired, you haven’t napped yet since Tom disturbed your precious time.

“Oh look, Zendaya says you look really-“ he pauses after noticing that you had already fallen asleep.

“Over here,” he quietly whispers as he carefully lays your head on his lap.

Stroking your hair as he watches you fall into a deep slumber, he says,”Sleep well, darling,”

You slept like a baby throughout the plane ride, until Tom finally, reluctantly, woke you up to the most beautiful island you had ever set your eyes on-The Seychelles.

Mark has really outdone himself this time.

The rest of the day seem to have gone in a blur- with the producers giving you very little time to get your stuffs settled in the hotel rooms and thereafter, directly heading for the shoot.

You and Tom had the same set location while the rest of the cast had their shoot in some other location in the island.

You’re now waiting for Tom outside his hotel room so you guys can go shoot some steamy scenes! “HURRY UP, YOU BEAUTYQUEEN!” you bang on his door, frustrated. You’re already 10 minutes late!

Finally, the door knob clicks. “Finally!” you groan,”What were you-“

You’re greeted by the sight of fresh-faced Tom Holland in a tight white vest, his muscles puffing out like crazy, and camouflage short pants. Very cooly putting his glasses on, he says,”Missed me too much, darling?”

You roll your eyes,”Pffff, you took extra minutes to put on a farmer’s outfit? Put a shirt on at the least!”

“Aw, I know you like what you see,” he starts showing off his muscles.

“You’re so-“

Out walks in Cole from his hotel room. His eyes widen at the sight of you and Tom.

“Cole, mate!!” Tom happily walks towards him.

Ah, why is Tom always, always, always excited to see everyone?

“Hey,” Cole intimidatingly shakes his hand,”Hey (Y/n),”

“Hey,” you awkwardly wave at Cole.

“I should be leaving, see you guys at the bonfire?” Cole takes his leave,”Bye Tom, Bye (Y/n)”

Ah, encounters with Cole are so awkward now. Quite sad when you think of it; there was a time when the first thing you did at the sight of Cole was run up to him and give him the biggest hug while he returned the same. But now, there’s nothing more than hollow hi’s and easy goodbyes.

Damn it, Cole.

“(Y/n)! Snap out of your reverie, we’re getting late!” Tom loudly blurts.

Ugh, you can’t believe this boy. You roll your eyes,”Look who’s talking!”

The location given to you and Tom to shoot is absolutely stunning. So much so, it has you confused whether the jitters you’re feeling is from the view itself or from the kissing scene you’re about to shoot in some few minutes. You’ve already shot half of the talking scene and you’re now sitting on the resting booth admiring the view of this spectacular island.

“Beautiful,” Tom comments.

“Indeed”

“I was talking about you, actually.”

Wait what. You shoot him an odd look.

“Just joking,” he stretches his body whilst taking in the beautiful view of the sea,”The view is beautiful,”

You roll your eyes,”Why do you always have to annoy me?”

“(Y/n), (y/n), watch this!” Tom , then, runs down the sand and pulls up the most spectacular flip.

You gasp. You swore he was going to fall flat on his face!

“I know, I know,” he proudly takes a bow.

“I didn’t even say anything,”

“I can see it in your eyes, darling.”

Again with the eye roll.

“TOM! (Y/N)!” you hear one of the crew members call.

“That’s our queue,” you get up from your chair, “Let’s go,”

“(Y/n),” Tom puts his arm around you as you walk towards the cameras. You’ve gotten quite used to him putting his arm around you, literally, everywhere you go.

“You know,” he continues,”There’s nothing to be nervous about,”

You push his arm away,”What do you mean?”

“I know it’s your first kissing scene onscreen, Cami told me”

Cami? Gosh, this girl never knows when to keep her mouth shut.

“What?” he chuckles,”Don’t be shy, c’mon”

“You are literally undoubtedly the most annoying person I’ve ever met,” you fasten your pace trying to hide the fact that you’re completely intimidated by him.

Mark instructs the kissing scene to the two of you. Since all the other scenes are done, once the camera starts rolling, basically Tom is going to kiss you until you hear the word ‘CUT!’ and that’ll be the end of it. Sounds easy, yeah?

Tom takes your hand and walk towards the specified spot. They’re still adjusting the lights. While that’s being done, you notice KJ, Cole, Lili and Cami pull out from a minivan.

Ah, so now they’re going to watch my first onscreen kiss live?

“Whenever you’re ready!” Mark shouts

“Okay,” you nervously look up at a grining Tom.

“What?” you ask him,”What’s with that grin?”

“You know,” he gently strokes your face, much to your surprise,”Your breath really stinks,(Y/n).”

“YOU EVI-“

Tom easily dismisses your protest by cupping your face and pulling you in for a deep kiss. It may have been one of the smoothest kiss ever. He was soft, he was careful, he was warm. His hands slowly move towards your waist, gently pulling you closer towards him.

You can already hear the coots and woots from Camila and KJ in the background.

“Tom,” you try to talk whilst he’s still busy kissing you.

“They alre-already said Cut,” you finally breathe out.

“Oh,” he cheekily breaks the kiss, placing his forehead against yours with the most adorable smile on his face.

“Great shot!” you hear the crew members yell.

“See you later, darling” Tom kisses your forehead before running off with KJ to do more flips.

Wow, that was actually amazing.

“(Y/n)!!!” Cami excitedly runs over to you,”What were you saying to me in the plane abo-“

Her voice faded once you met the eyes of Cole himself, staring at you with his weak greenish-blue eyes.

It’s 10pm, everybody is gathered around the bonfire, KJ is playing ‘Summer Paradise’ while Tom attempts to sing in an American accent, everybody looks like they’re having a good time. You’re cuddled next to Cami, smiling lovingly at Tom; he is , although really annoying, the most adorable person ever. The way he tries to make everyone laugh, the way everything he does is cute without him even being aware of it, the way he’s ridiculously good at everything he sets his mind on, the way-

“(Y/n),”

“Uh-huh,” you turn around to find Cole, awkwardly standing behind you.

“Can we,um, talk?”

“Are you cold?”

You’re taking a walk with Cole along the lines of the island, far away from everyone.

“Nah, I’m good” you smile politely at him.

“Here,” he places his jacket over you.

Uhm, okay.

“So, um, what did you want to talk about?”

“(Y/n)…” the sound of his voice already answered your question.

He grabs your hand and pauses the walk.

“I can’t stand it. I can’t stand seeing you with someone else. I thought I could but it’s killing me, (Y/n). You don’t understand, I-“

“You cheated on me, Cole!” you finally allow all your anger to pour out,”You knew I would’ve given up everything for your love. I loved you. With every bit of me. And you chose Lili…”

“No!” he protests,”(Y/n), I didn’t choose Lili. I never chose Lili. I don’t know what I was thinking, I’m so sorry. I’ll always be sorry. I’ll be anything. Anything you want me to be. Anything. I’ll do anything. Whatever it takes to have my (Y/n) back,” you can feel his emotions by the tone of his voice.

“Cole, I can’t-“

“(Y/n),” he cups your face,”I’m still the same guy who you liked to dance with at 2am near the refrigerator light. And I know you’re still the same girl who liked to ruin my hairstyle more than anything.”

You chuckle at the last comment.

“Please tell me you’ll think about it,” he quietly pleads.

“We should get going now. Everybody has already left,” you try to avoid his plead as you start making your way towards the hotel.

“(Y/n)?”

“Yes, Cole?”

“Will you think about it?”

“I-I- will,”

“Tom?”

On your way to your hotel room, you’re unexpectedly greeted by the sight of Tom sitting on the floor against your door.

“Goodness (Y/n), where were you?” he quickly gets up from the floor.

“Geez, Tom. I was-“

He pulls you in for a sudden hug. “Wow, I had no idea I was such a worrier. But you didn’t answer your phone, I didn’t even see you leave the bonfire, I-“

“Tom,” you look up at him lovingly,”I’m fine. I was just having a small talk with Cole,”

“Okay,” he slowly breaks the hug,

”You should go to bed now,” he says as he gently strokes the side of your face and looks deep into your eyes like you’re the ony one he sees. That’s the thing about Tom, he could just look at you, like just look, and make you feel like the most beautiful person!

“Okay,” you unlock your room. “See you tomorrow, Tom”

“Goodnight, darling.”

You stand at the side of your door as you watch him leave.

“Um, (Y/n)?” he turns back.

“Yes, Tom?”

“I don’t have to worry about anyone stealing you away from me now, do I?”

You snicker at his silly question.

“’cuz I would go bonkers trying to find someone else to annoy” he cheekily completes his statement.

“You’re an idiot, Tom. A complete nutcase,”

“Aye, but you still love me!” you hear his voice fade as he slides into his room.

This boy has no idea what he does to me.

A/N: So who would you choose? The guy you’ve been in love with for the longest time, who kind of broke your heart along the way but is adamant to mend it anyhow because he loves you so?

Or the cheeky brown-haired guy from London who makes you feel like a giddy 12year old everytime he says the word ‘darling’.

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