#so i guess tom just keeps going insane then

[hearts4kaulitz]

Hello! Can I request Tom x reader where they had a fight that made reader cry and Tom felt really bad and tried to make up for her? They are already dating:) Take your time and don't forget to stay hydrated 😊

SPARKS .

tom x gn! reader

YOU AND TOM HAD GOTTEN INTO A FIGHT, you were all at a meet and greet and as some girls were taking pictures with tom one of them had attempted to kiss him.

security had pulled her away before she could actually but it most obviously had made you jealous.

it was the way he didnt even seem upset, he didnt seem angry, disgusted or anything! he seemed amused at most.

once you got back to the hotel the band was staying at you completely ignored tom, walking right past him as he tried to make some conversation with you.

he looked at you with confusion as be walked away from him in frustration and quickly sitting down on the bed, rubbing your eyes.

“whats wrong?” tom asked, walking towards you with a frown.

“nothing, im fine..” you grumbled in annoyance, smudging your mascara and makeup before pulling at your hair to keep you from nearly going insane.

“no your not. “ he said, sitting down next to you and trying to read whatever expression you had.

“im..fine tom.” you muttered, tugging at your hair harder before feeling some of it fall into your hands lifelessly.

“tell me whats wrong.” he demanded, scooting closer to you and attempting to put his hand on your thigh but you flinched away.

“well i dont know what about you tell me smartass.” you stood up, clenching your fist’s trying your hardest not to raise your voice at him.

“hey, whatd the hell i do?” he retorted with a offended look on his face.

“let me think, maybe let a girl kiss you right infront of my eyes!” you argued, an annoyed smile on your face as you took a step forwards.

“she didnt even kiss me!”

“but she almost did and guess what, you did nothing about it!” you raised your voice, not caring who heard you. you knew you wernt the one in the wrong, tom was and he needed to be told off about it.

“thats cause i knew the security would take her away before she could!” he reasoned the best he could, trying his best to make himself not seem guilty.

“oh did you? or are you just trying to fucking excuse your actions like you always do you godamn dickwad!” you yelled, throwing your hands up dramatically as your face began to feel redder by the second. anger coursing though your veins.

“well im sorry! what else do you want?” he yelped and sat up from the couch, meeting your height.

“to stop letting other girls get all over you cause half the time i dont even feel like your girlfriend, i feel like a friend godamnit!” hot tears began to fall down your face as you quickly wiped them away, sniffling a bit and trying to keep your composure.

toms gaze softened at your words, his mouth slightly gaped and he realized he was in the wrong. he realized you were right.

he should’ve never let the girl try and kiss him, he should’ve avoided it and now he realized that.

he didn’t realize if he kept up the way he acted around other girls and letting them do what they wanted to him you wouldn’t be with him anymore.

he loved you so much and never wanted to loose you and he just registered that, without you he’d be alone.

you were always there for him so why couldnt he return it?

as he stood there in shock you sped past him, leaving your shared room and running out to the living room praying no one was in there.

to your avail no one was, you guessed they either had gone out or theyd all retreated to their rooms after hearing the argument.

containing your wails as you pressed your back against the wall, slowly sliding down it and you desperately clamped at your mouth.

you hadn’t noticed tom peaking from the door with a guilty expression. he had completely fucked up.

YOU SAT UP FROM THE WALL YOU LAID AGAINST, it had been a good twenty five minutes of you quietly weeping.

slowly walking towards the room you and tom shared, scared of what youd find. maybe he was going to break up with you?

whatd if he had done something to himself? what if he had already moved on to another girl?

but as you reached for the handle, it swung open making you flinch a bit.

“oh shit— sorry…” tom whispered as he quickly stepped back and looked at you concerned.

“are you gonna break up with me?” you asked with worry with a red tear stained face.

“of course not… i was coming out to apologize..” he frowned, taking note of your state and feeling even more wrong for his actions.

you brushed some of your tears away as he quickly hugged you, holding you tight as he tried his best not to become emotional.

“im so— so sorry. i should’ve never let her do that and i wont let anyone do anything like that again.” he whispered with sincerity, shaking his head and holding you close.

“i forgive you…” you muttered, melting into his embrace and closing your eyes, letting you rest for a bit.

tom kissed the back of your neck and slid his hands down to your hips, making you giggle a bit.

“you tease.”

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[mrpldiddles]

secret’s out | t.blyth

a/n: the first fic featuring my oc remi is here! i'll hopefully be able to post more about her and tom soon and i hope y'all love them as much as i do :)

if you want to know more about remi here's an intro to her :)

remi.alaric posted:

remi.alaric life lately🥰

comments:

user4 the second picture HELLO??!!?!?

-> remi.alaric hi!😁

-> user4 GIRL😭😭

rachelzegler the second picture i'm going INSANE

-> remi.alaric soft launch oops🤭

-> user5 MISS GIRL WDYM OOPS IM SPIRALLING

-> user9 i don't think remi knows that she just changed the trajectory of so many peoples lives

joshandresrivera does this mean what i think it means

-> remi.alaric yes sir!

-> user3 JOSH WHAT DOES IT MEAN

-> tomblyth oh no one's gonna be ready for this

-> user7 HUH

-> user1 WHAT DO THEY ALL KNOW

-> user6 watch it be a music announcement or smtg and not a boo reveal

-> user8 DONT GIVE HER IDEAS

user10 i 10000% believe it's tom

-> user4 OMG WAIT IT TOTALLY COULD BE

-> user7 THEYRE ALWAYS TOGETHER ITS TOTALLY HIM

tomblyth posted:

tomblyth a photo dump as the kids would say

comments

remi.alaric the caption please😭😭

-> tomblyth what about it🤔

-> rachelzegler not the emoji😭

user3 IS THAT NOT REMIS DOG???!!!?!?!?!??!

-> user2 WAIT YOURE ONTO SMTG

-> user4 NO WAY

-> user9 IT HAS TO BE

-> user7 @rachelzegler PLS CONFIRM

user8 IM GOING INSANE THATS TOTALLY REMIS DOG ARE THEY TOGETHER

-> user1 ID BET MONEY THAT THEY ARE

-> user2 PLS THATS TOTALLY HER IN THE THIRD SLIDE

user2 WE ARE NOT FOCUSED ENOUGH ON THE THIRD SLIDE THAT IS TOTALLY REMI

-> user5 AND WHATS THE COINCIDENCE THAT THEY BOTH JUST POSTED SOFT LAUNCHES

-> user8 AFSVSDJKNSJV PLEASE I NEED SOMEONE TO CONFIRM IT

user12 the third slide's actually me guys!!

-> user5 girl please aid in the cause of finding out who it is😭😭

user5 i fully believe in the tom and remi conspiracy theories!!

-> stevie_alaric definitely!!

-> user4 remi's sister literally just confirmed tom x remi OH MY GOD???!?!?!?!?!!!

remi.alaric and tomblyth posted:

remi.alaric secret's out i guess🤭

comments:

user6 I KNEW IT WAS REMIS DOG

-> tomblyth remi’s AND my dog

-> user13 OMG THEY HAVE A CHILD TOGETHER

-> user7 😭IM😭SO😭HAPPY😭FOR😭THEM😭

rachelzegler FINALLY IVE BEEN KEEPING THIS FOR SO LONG😩

-> remi.alaric best secret keeper fr🥰love and appreciate you so much girly MWAH😘🫶

-> joshandresrivera ahem

-> remi.alaric love and appreciate you too best secret keeper #2!!!

-> stevie_alaric ummmm

-> remi.alaric you too ig even tho you spilled the beans

-> remi.alaric JK LOVE YOUUU😘😘😘

rachelzegler the amount of double date pictures i've been storing this whole time...

-> user4 RACHEL PLEASE RELEASE THEM

-> user2 you know you want to release the double date pictures rachel...😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

-> remi.alaric the karaoke night pictures👀👀

-> joshandresrivera PLEASE NO

tomblyth i wouldn't want to keep a secret with anyone else💙

-> remi.alaric love you more than the world will ever know🩵

-> remi.alaric imagine we broke up right after posting this

-> rachelzegler REM PLEASE😭😭

-> tomblyth you're so twisted i love you so much

-> user8 THEYRE SO CUTE I LOVE THEM

-> user3 THEYRE SAYING I LOVE YOU ALREADY HOW LONG HAVE THEY BEEN TOGETHER😀😀

-> remi.alaric @tomblyth 3 years???

-> tomblyth i thought 4...

-> remi.alaric well shit may as well get married then!

-> user7 WHAT IS HAPPENING

-> stevie_alaric I CALL MAID OF HONOUR

-> rachelzegler I CALL BEST MAN

-> joshandresrivera I CALL FLOWER GIRL

#tom blyth #coriolanus snow #tom blyth fanfiction #tom blyth fic #tom blyth imagine #tom blyth ig edit #tom blyth x oc #oc #original character #rachel zegler #josh andres rivera #thg #the hunger games #ig edit #mrpldiddles #mrpldiddles fic

[peeterparkr]

thus, with a kiss, i die| tom holland| 1.

chapter 1: strangers.

romeo & juliet modern au.

summary: the well known story of star-crossed lovers. Your local bar has two spots for bands, but only one spot for an opportunity to get a record deal. Your band, the Capulets and his band, the Montagues have been rivals long enough. But what happens after a night when you get to know their lead singer?

chapter summary: two strangers who have no expectations.

pairing: singer!tom holland x guitarrist!reder

warnings: swearing, alcohol mention

word count: 3.8k

this is literally romeo and juliet, it's one of my favorite stories, if you've read my other works you KNOW I love to quote it, and reference and eveyrhting. Anyway, this is my take on it. Modern world, hope you like it. I haven't written anything in ages so here goes.

character glossary prologue next chapter masterlist

wanna be tagged?

so, first chapter is finally here! I highly thank everyone who's been supportive of this :) i'm really happy to be writing again and to see people actually reading is making me go insane. Well, I hope you like it, I highly encourage to read the prologue to understand a bit more of the capulets and the montagues. This chapter is heavily focused on Tom and y/n separately. Again, this is my take on Romeo and Juliet, it's literally based on it with my modern twist but yes :) hope you like it, send feedback. Also, I have a playlist on apple music, I'm going to get it on spotify as well so I'll share that later.

The night seemed either too old or the light too young. Blurry, and messy seemed the evening before, a couple of drinks, two songs too many, and a gathering crowd that was too delighted. For his own good. 

Tom couldn’t recall what had been said, or done. Last thing he knew was he’d shown up, his bleeding heart puffing out of his chest as he continued to stab it under the spotlight. Making a show out of his broken heart.

Only Ben had asked if he could do it. 

“Yeah, yeah, I can do it with a broken heart,” he had pleaded. But could he? 

“Enjoy the spotlight,” had been the advice he had received from Monty. And although he wasn’t referring to the light, Tom later understood it meant the several attempts that were made to flirt with him.

He had given in, eventually. What else can you do with a broken heart? 

And as he woke up early from a cold bed, slightly too crowded, with a hand up on his chest he growled, leaving an empty trail behind him and a headache that would last. 

He didn’t say goodbye. He didn’t have to. The poor girl had probably just been a victim of his attempt to forget a broken heart. 

He’d left his motorbike at the bar so he had to clumsily and shamefully walk back to Verona. Thankfully he was now alone with his melancholic thoughts, an endless path full of misery and tears that were waiting to trace a map back to his pain. An unfurnished heart and his sudden questioning of what love was and if he’d truly felt it was going to keep him busy all day. If it hurt this much then he guessed he had felt it. But had he? 

He felt like he’d walked for hours. He wondered why it wasn’t raining yet he felt like it was pouring down on him. 

He’d heard much about love. How wonderful, a very splendid thing. Butterflies and unusual symphonies. He’d heard about love. But he didn’t know much about it. 

He’d heard little about love. 

Falling in and and falling out. He’d heard about hate, too. And how it was the absence of love. He disagreed much with it. For what he was feeling right now wasn’t hate. He felt empty. 

Falling out of love hadn’t made him turn towards hatred. Falling out of love was like losing air, like the sun wasn’t coming out, life didn’t continue and the whole world was meant to stop.  And the worst part of it was it didn’t. The sun came out, the birds were chirping and no one saw or cared he hurt. How dare the world continue when it had stopped for him? 

Maybe it was hate. Though, he didn’t know much about hate either.

 He’d searched for more love the night before or whatever was similar to it, perhaps that’s why he’d searched for some other lips for him. 

“Tom,” someone had interrupted his current inner monologue. His mind wandering had been brought back to reality all of sudden. Tom turned around to find Ben. 

Tom only raised his eyebrows  as he walked to his helmet. “Ben.” 

“You’re here early.” Ben commented. 

“It’s not early.” But it probably was. 

“It’s barely 9,” Ben declared as he stared at his watch. Ben worked the early shift at Verona, cleaning tables and getting ready for the day, so it was early. 

Tom groaned , “fuck.” Barely 9 and he had already died 7 times. 

He looked back at Verona that kindly had a sign which read ‘NO MONTAGUES ALLOWED TONIGHT.’ 

“What?” Ben questioned. “A few days ago you were in pain because you were falling in love.” 

“Out of love,” Tom corrected. “What happened last night?” He asked. 

Ben amused, chuckled. “Oh, darling,” he mocked his accent.. “You don’t remember?”

Tom rolled his eyes. “I know, I meant before,” he pointed at the sign. “Where the fuck am I supposed to drown this sorrow in alcohol instead?” 

“Ah,” Ben pressed his lips in a thin, thin line. “Well, the Capulets—“

“Piss off, I’m tired of that,” Tom rolled his eyes. “I have enough problems trying to understand why Rosie dumped me.” 

“And why did she?”

“Beats me,” Tom said. “She said I was too romantic. What the fuck does that mean? She said she didn’t want anything serious and that she wanted to have fun. Am I not fun?” 

Ben watched his friend with pity. “You know what?” He sighed, “I’ll take the day off, I’ll cheer you up.” 

Tom didn’t want that. 

But it didn’t matter. Not far from them Billie was cheering herself up, knowing that the night would be grand. It held the promise of the sun finally coming out for them. 

Billie had been waiting for a chance like this, and she knew her new friend Paris would help out. 

Paris, Billie thought his name to be ridiculous. For him only, ironically. Though it worked, she guessed. Cap had always thought they were meant for something greater than this. 

She often wondered what it could’ve been. 

She knew what they had set each other up, Capulets and Montagues. But she had her reasons. And her falling with Monty was something she often ignored and blamed him for. Monty was definitely at fault. He’d been the one to play with fire, he’d been the one to absolutely ruin everything. Which was a story for another time. Cap didn’t like to think about it so the reason will be kept secret. Let’s not get ahead. 

However Cap did like to think about how she’d ruined it herself. She had a marvelous time. 

People often called Cap a no brain woman. She took pride in that, although she didn’t agree. Although her last night with their initial band with Monty, “Shaken Spears”, was ine ti remember, she’d destroyed the whole place and humiliated him.  

It was fun. 

But now they were struggling because often bands are followed by popularity and Tom had given them just that. 

However she knew she was technically cheating. 

“So tonight’s your big night,” said Paris. Paris was more than just a bartender. His father owned Verona. And although Skylar owned the place she didn’t actually own it, and it was always Paris’ last call. 

So it did help that Paris had an infatuation with y/n, Cap’s younger sister, an incredible guitarist and a poet in her free time. Author of their best songs.

Or not really a poet, but someone who loved to poetize her sorrow. Same shit. 

“Yes, it is,” Cap smiled, “I’m glad we can prove we are better than the Montageeses.” 

Paris chuckled. “You are,” he agreed. “But they’ve got something.” 

“Yes, I know that British brainless brute,” she hissed. 

Paris nodded. “And he’s single now.” 

“Single now? Fuck,” Cap sighed. She thought Monty had probably something to do with it. Making the stupid hunk available would make them more appealing. 

“Yeah, and he already went home with someone,” Paris continued. 

Shit. This was even worse. 

“But I’m sure y/n will bring a lot of attention as well,” he cleared his throat. “I mean she’s incredibly talented.” 

“She is.” 

“Hope I get to—talk to her tonight.”

Although Cap was thrilled they’d be able to get more Saturday nights she wasn’t as fond for it to be at her sister’s expense. Although she knew she didn’t dislike Paris. 

Paris was a tall, handsome young guy. He had the brightest, bluest eyes. Y/N was fond of kind eyes. He was kinda cute, she guessed.

“Yeah,” Cap said. “I’m glad you want to befriend her.” 

Paris blushed. “I may—I may want more than befriending her.” 

Cap coughed, “you know, I’m not the one to make that decision for her. And if you want her to fall in love with you that’s your problem. You have to… woo her."

And she knew y/n to be sort of new to matters of love. Y/N was naive and stupid when it came to it. Her heart was an empty room ready to be filled. An open window letting the warm air in. Walls waiting to be painted. Her closet was full of dresses that were thrilled to be worn.  Y/N barely knew anything about it. She’d heard a lot about it, and spoke of it like a grand connoisseur. Words of someone who could imagine what it felt like. Romanticizing her lack of knowledge of love. 

“I know,” Paris said, “hopefully tonight I’ll get to talk to her, it’s the perfect setup.” He grinned to himself. “Besides, your idea to make it a theme night—“

“Shit!” Cap interrupted. “I haven’t given out these!” She took out a bunch of pink, blue and purple sheets, covered in constellations, stars, moons and suns which read: 

✨We are made of stardust✨ The Capulets invite you to celebrate the arrival of a new angel in their team.  Heaven, skies, signs and stars  mask themed party.  Greek goddesses, and mythic galaxies welcomed.   Costumes are encouraged. (Plus, you won’t have to pay cover if you’re dressed up )  Saturday 8 o’clock NO MONTAGUES ALLOWED.

Paris watched her. “I can get someone to hand them out.” 

And so he did, and before they knew it, a young boy was handing out the printed pamphlets. Nearby, some Montagues were sitting by. Getting a well deserved break. 

“You know the best cure for an old love is a new one,” Ben assured Tom, watching as the younger teenager who would earn a few bucks struggled to hand out the pamphlets. 

“I’d rather cut my own leg,” Tom rolled his eyes. “You know I just feel trapped it’s like this fucking emptiness is just spreading—Hello?” He turned to the kid who’d just interrupted them by approaching them. 

“Hi. Good heavens.” 

Ben and Tom shared a glance. 

“Can we help you?” Tom questioned. 

“Are you Montagues?” The kid questioned. 

“Who asks?” Tom raised his eyebrow, trying to get a glimpse of the pamphlet. 

“Ah, then you are,” the kid sighed and tried to keep his way. 

“No, we aren’t,” Tom grinned and then shot a death glare at Ben who frowned. “We aren’t, what’s that?” 

“The Capulets.” He handed it over so Tom could finally take a look. 

Tom smirked, “ah, their gig.” 

“You knew about it?” The kid asked. “You need the pamphlet thing to get in.” 

Tom glanced up. “If you didn’t want me to be a Montague I could only guess.” 

Ben glanced at Tom. “We can’t go.” 

“Sure we can!” Tom smirked. 

“I was told to encourage guys like you,” the kid admitted. He looked between them. “Apparently there will be a lot of pretty girls.”

“See? Didn’t you want me to get a new love?” Tom mocked his friend. “C’mon, let’s call Maverick, I’m sure he’ll be down.” 

“Didn’t you want to cut your leg?”

And someone else wanted to cut their own leg. Not too far from them, in an old apartment, full of vinyls, lipsticks, old bookds, half-written songs and stars, y/n was getting ready with her best friend, Nina, and Clara, Cap’s girlfriend. 

Nina was excellent at makeup and hair, even though she was just your usual case of a gril who dreamed with having her salon. Although, to be fair she mostly wanted it because she said it was the perfect place for other people’s gossip. 

“Can’t believe you’re finally joining the Capulets,” Nina commented as she was placing small stars and sparkles around y/n’s eyes. “Seems like only yesterday when you started playing guitar, and writing songs about books you read. ” 

“Why the hell are you being so emotional?” Laughed Clara, watching them, “you sound like a mom.” 

Y/N had always stayed far from the spotlight, she didn't like it. She didn't think she needed it for that matter. For her, she was just a wallflower, nothing too exceptional. No one really paid any attention to her so she didn't bother trying to get it.

“I am proud of my baby, that’s all, finally showing the world her talent!" Nina smirked, “you know she’s been begging Cap to join them since they were the Shaken Spears? And I was so sad when they split up.” 

“Why?” Clara frowned. 

“She had a crush on Monty,” explained y/n, and then nodded in agreement at Clara’s disgusted grin. “Uh-huh.” 

“We all have questionable crushes,” Nina defended herself. 

“Not me.” Y/N chuckled. But she'd never really liked anyone. Not that anyone fancied her.

Nina motioned a vomiting face. “Except y/n it seems, because she’s perfect,” she mocked, bringing her hands close to her heart. “She’s never dated someone who’s trouble.” 

“And I never will,” y/n laughed. 

“You’ve never had a boyfriend or girlfriend, have you?” Clara questioned. “At least I haven’t met anyone.” 

“Nope, not one!” Nina said. “Hopefully, someone will catch her eye and she can bring them home.” 

“I haven’t had the honor, or misfortune,” y/n answered Clara.. “However I don’t think bringing someone home implies a boyfriend.” 

“You know Paris likes you right?” Nina smirked. , blushing.

“I am aware,” y/n admitted. She knew partly his infatuation had given them the Saturday night gig. She smiled, for the first time she wasn't invisible as usual.

Clara laughed, “Oh, and do you like him?” 

“He’s easy on the eye,” y/n rolled her eyes, her cheeks were flustered. “But in all honesty, I don’t want to… I’m not looking for anything, you know, Nina here is the love of my life so I don’t need anyone else.” 

Nina grinned. “I am her soulmate, that’s true.” 

“Besides, I’m more worried about music, and music is my one true other love, I can’t focus on anything else.” 

And she really didn’t want to focus on anything else. Perhaps, it may have been because she’d never yearned for love. She’d never suffered a broken heart, and she’d never felt that spark. 

That was a lie. 

She could only imagine it. But she didn’t know how it felt. She had always wondered how it would feel, if there truly were butterflies and a tickle in your skin. She wondered if love sounded like a gentle guitar weeping. She wondered if the world actually stopped, all of sudden only with a smile. She wondered if time really stopped ticking when it was felt. Did it taste as sweet as honey? Did it taste bitter? What did love smell like? Was it soft? Was it rough? 

Y/N always questioned why love had always hidden from her. She wondered how long love would take, because it seemed late enough. She’d been asleep for too long. 

She always wanted to love, without thinking, that never ending, the kind of love that is brainless, that makes you foolish. Y/N wanted to laugh, to cry and to feel. 

She knew her heart was special enough. Did no one want it?

And she knew Paris liked her, but she knew he wasn’t love. And she wanted to have it, she didn’t want to imagine it anymore. She wanted to be proven wrong, or proven right. 

To feel naked and yet warmed with the sun. Y/N always thought love would feel like a sunset. To love so passionately. To feel like you might die if you’re not around. She wanted to give her heart, to wake up with the stars wrapping you around in a haze. 

She could only wish. But right now, she was no one. And she knew she'd stay like that.

Or would she? 

Later, when the shadows can no longer be seen as the moon is your only companion, Maverick, Ben and Tom waited outside Verona. A lavender smoke surrounded the air and it held a promise for luck. The gig was about to start, and it was a full house. 

Stardust was the correct theme for the night. People dressed in bright, nightly gowns, girls with stars around their eyes. Moons, stars, angels, devil and gods. Greek goddesses, euphoric galaxies. 

The three of them, dressed to the nines, with masks around their eyes, giving imagination a go. Maverick, one of Tom’s oldest friends, stood right beside him. A sturdy man, tall, and handsome. Blue eyed knight, some liked to call him. He’d dressed as a galaxy, a starry, blue, litmus shirt, and a black mask to accentuate the oceans in his eyes. 

Ben, on the other side, only wore a white blanket around, a greek god had been his inspiration. A golden mask posed on his nose. 

And then, Tom, who had decided to go for something completely different. He’d worn a black, satin buttoned up just halfway the chest. A black mask, with golden feathers on the corners, to combine with the golden, covered in dark ashed pair of wings on his back. 

He’d learned from Maverick that Rosie would be there, so eventually he had to show off. Icarus, he’d gone as Icarus. 

They’d blended in with another group, and were astounded by the transformation of the place. Stars and suns hanging from the city, glitter and stars on the floor. Pink, lavender and blue lights, as if stardust had really covered the place. 

A fortune teller on one corner, with a bright neon sign behind her. Wings, feathers, and fabrics. 

“Jesus,” Maverick said. “If they keep going like this, you guys are going to actually strip on stage next time to stay relevant.” 

Tom only glanced around. “This feels like a dream.” 

Maverick scrunched his nose at his comment and Ben only chuckled as he arrived with the drinks. Unfortunately they hadn’t recognized them so he could get a bucket of beer. 

“Just drink, buddy,” Maverick handed a beer. 

There was something in the air, Tom could feel it. “I’m serious,” he said 

“Oh yes, yes, the old dream fairy visited you and gave you a glimpse of your future.” 

“Fuck off.” 

Before he continued, they were interrupted. “Well, hello, hello! What a lovely scene!” Billie said into her mic,  her stand was covered with flowers. Everyone turned to the stage, a projection of stars fell on her face. She had a glass in her hand. “I’m so fucking happy everyone could make it, and y’all look so hot.” 

A few laughs, cheers, whistles and clapping. Tom watched her, she was dressed with a dark blue dress, covered in small, silver moons combining with her silver mask, with stars coming out of it, surrounding her head. 

“I’m so glad everyone stayed on theme, but I do see someone dressed as a ghost, not sure if it’s the right vibe, but you do you buddy,” she smirked. “Anyway, I’m so happy that you joined us tonight. So, some of you may already know us, you know the gist,  we will play fun tunes for you, while y’all enjoy a drink, and you can sing and dance along. Are y’all with a drink already?” 

A loud cheer. 

“Amazing, I have a drink here myself, so cheers,” she took a sip. “I’ll be joined by my beautiful comrades over here.” 

Louder cheer, claps and a room full of noise. Tom had never been to one of their gigs, and the vibe was different from theirs. Cap was better at crowd work than he was. Monty usually talked and turned on the audience, promising Tom would take off his clothes. He never did. 

Seemed, however, the Capulet’s fanbase was more intense and devoted, rather than thirsting for them. Although he could see some people in the crowd were certainly not complaining about Cap. 

“Alright, I’m so I see a few new faces over here, I’m glad to see you so I’ll introduce these beautiful ladies,” she smirked. “And tonight’s the first night one of them is joining so make sure y’all clap and have this loud ass cheer, okay? We want her to feel welcome, so I want you to fucking scream and lose your minds for her, okay? or else I’ll beat your asses.” Laughs. 

“So first, let’s welcome the love of my life, Clara, who’s on the bass,” Clara walked in to say hello. Cheers, claps. 

Maverick, Ben and Tom all stared at each other. They’d never seen this kind of crowd. 

The girls kept walking in, as the cheers got louder each time. “Amazing, then we have our sexy Georgia on the drums, our lovely cute Sam on the keyboard. We have this hot badass on the guitar, bass, and fuckin’ ell everything that we need her on, please welcome Theodora.” 

Tom bit his lip, expectant. Why were they leaving the last one for the end? 

The place was moving. 

“But we know why you all are here, tonight all of this is for our newest member. Who isn’t exactly new. She’s been behind the scenes this whole time, she’s written some of your favorites like… Milky Twilight,” Billie smirked. “Flowers for two… Table for one… Yeah, yeah I know, and so many more, like our fan favorite Star shaped heart.” 

Ben and Tom were panicking. They had efinitely heard those songs. One of them was even  recorded already, and they had heard a rumour that it would be on the radio. Star shaped heart was the Capulet’s song. They’d always believed that Cap had written them so to hear the actual mastermind behind those, was terrifying for them. 

“and I’m so fucking happy she finally is on stage,” Billie said. “Please, welcome my younger sister, the talented, beautiful and brilliant y/n!” 

And Tom felt like he had been hit by a car. The girl had walked into the stage to the warmest, loudest crowd. The entire room had gone absolutely crazy. 

Yet, Tom felt the most calm, as he laid eyes on her. The whole world had stopped. Like an angel had flown over. A golden, long gown, folded, falling down all the way. As if sun rays were coming out of her, she was the purest light,  brighter than the sun, prettier than any of the skies above. Like she was floating above them all, flying. She was the sun.

Tom held in his breath as he watched her. It was a dream, it had to be, what else could it be instead? Maybe a wish, of one of those you wish upon a star.

“Okay, okay, so you guys all know us,” Cap said. “I’m Billie, but y’all can call me Cap. We’re The Capulets!” 

And they started to play. And Tom’s eyes could only be on her, her. And her name was roaming in his mind, the sweetest melody. A diamond. With a guitar covered in star stickers

The played a few songs and Tom finally tried to approach the stage as soon as Billie announced they’d get a break. He had actively avoided and ignored Ben’s and Mavericks comments. They continued to drink. 

Tom was in awe,and he couldn’t even hide it. 

Someone had noticed it. 

Theodora approached Billie. “We seem to have a stowaway,” she warned Cap, motioning to the stupid kid. 

Cap turned and saw him, lost and confused, watching them with veneration. 

“I’ll beat the shit out of him if you need me to,” Theodora said.

“Is that Tom?” Cap questioned, she’d never seen him here before, and honestly, she was too happy to care. “Ah, don’t bother, he is no trouble.” 

“But--” 

“We can’t have trouble, Theo,” she warned. “If we cause any mess Skylar will kick us out, alright?” 

Theo wasn’t pleased with that answer. They both were left too busy to see Tom had finally approached the sunlight herself. Who was currently by the bar, attempting to get a drink.

And so Icarus made his way to the sun. 

He only knew he wanted something, one kiss. That’s all he needed. But he couldn’t start with that. But there she was, alone with what seemed all the spotlights and yet no one approached her. How could they not?

He followed after her, as she was making her way out the backdoor. He guessed she thought no one was following her.

“Hey," his voice was soft.

The girl turned around, slightly startled, and it had been as if she’d been hit by the same bus as him. “Oh, hi.”  

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[sassenach082]

idk if this is... a difficult question, but do you think tex could be a good aviator if it weren't for his ego and arrogance and unwillingness to listen to anyone? or is he just truly bad at it and got to skate his way through because of admiral benjamin? i think he and hangman are actually kinda similar in a weird way, but tex is like if jake was truly evil and wasn't willing to change (ergo, jake being the spare and going out to save mav and rooster as opposed to thinking of himself, assuming he disobeyed orders), plus had no actual talent. also idk im guessing right but is the person related to jake in i'll ride heck? i was wondering if one of twins he mentioned having was jake but rereading it, heckle's probably an uncle or something since i feel like hangman and rooster are closer in age.

So Tex is kind of the opposite to Mav. He's talented, sure, but he's cocky. He doesn't take direction. He thinks he's the best and doesn't listen or change when people tell him otherwise. In short, he's not as great as he's convinced himself he is, and unfortunately getting away with shitty behavior has just reinforced that everyone else is the problem because his dad fixes everything mostly behind the scenes, so he just thinks he gets to do whatever the fuck he wants etc. Instead of learning and growing he turns it back on the people he thinks are trying to "turn people against him" by telling him he's bad at things. The kid is a bit crazy but he's also insanely jealous of how good of aviators Tom and Pete are, and equally jealous of Viper and Jester he just targets Tom and Pete more because they're lower ranking and closer to him in age.

He's talented, sure, but he shouldn't have been in TG. The slot should've gone to someone else. He was good enough to pass training but the rest of it should have kicked him out a long time ago.

As for Jake... well, Jake just is that good, it's part of what makes him so infuriating because he can back up his talk with action. He smoked them in the canyon and he was right when he said they couldn't keep up, literally nobody could have kept up with him besides probably Mav and Bradley (once he pulled his head out of his ass). So I don't think Tex is anything like Jake, no. Tex is just a spoiled nepo baby skating by on the bare minimum, whereas Jake is an insanely talented aviator with an attitude problem.

As for Jake's family tree, I'll be keeping that one to myself for a bit, lol, so I won't confirm or deny!

#sassy answers asks #i'll ride au

[gucciwins]

spare 🤲 bel and harry la residency

Los Angeles, Night Two 

“I can’t be there tonight,” she winced as she saw his face fall.

“Why not? You’re free in the calendar.” 

Bel frowns, “Emerson forgot to update.” 

Harry stares at her, trying to see if she’s lying, but she’s an actress. There’s no way to tell. “You said all fifteen.” 

“Kind of insane if you think about it,” she giggles as he gasps dramatically. Bel swears he’s going for the Oscar one day. 

“Mitch will be there.”

“Not fair, H. He has to.” Harry grumbles and faces defeat. “But I’m here now.” She reminds him with a smile.

They’re in his dressing room that Harry has made home with all his clothes thrown around and misplayed shoes on the floor. Bel’s well-loved ‘Shakespeare and Company,” that he stole from her, sits on his vanity with his most valuable items inside. 

“You are.” Harry opens his arms for her to sit on his lap, and she doesn’t think twice before accepting. He sighs against her. “Don’t leave me,” he whispers. 

“You big baby, I’ll be in your bed tonight,” she reminds him. 

Harry sighs, kissing Bel’s cheek, “fine, fine. Guess I can part with you for an afternoon.” 

“Good, now kiss me, mi vida.” 

“Lo que tú quieras,” Harry promises. 

//

“Tonight, I promise we’re—” he stops mid-sentence when he spots a familiar face in the VIP section, the family section, to be precise. Next to Jeff is Y/N Belmonte, his lovely girlfriend who had convinced him would not be there tonight.

Jeff nudges her as if she didn’t already notice she was the reason he stopped mid-speech. The cameras zoomed in on her now. Jeff had told them beforehand, so they had the perfect shot of her. The screams are endless as the fans realize she’s in the audience tonight, not knowing she was there last night. Bel waved to Harry, then laughed when he moved to look up at the screen to check it was her. She wore a pale yellow mini-skirt with a matching top. It had a subtle floral pattern embossed throughout, and Bel knew it was one of his favorite outfits of hers as he gave it to her as a gift. There was no misidentifying her. Jeff had asked her if she wanted to play a small prank on Harry, and when Jeff explained it, there was no way she could say no. 

Through the year they have been together, Harry and Bel are more open in sharing their relationship. From the beginning, when she was content keeping him a secret, to now always taking the time to support him at his endless residency shows and the future Love on Tour dates that were set to happen. 

“Sorry, my girlfriend is in the crowd tonight.” 

The screams were deafening as Harry confirmed his special guest of the night, that left him distracted. 

“I know we’re just starting, but you having a good time?” 

She sends him a thumbs up.

“Good, good.” He grins her way. “You like my singing?” 

Bel laughs and nods, beginning to blow him kisses. He pretends to catch a few and places his hand over his heart. Bel feels her face warm at the gesture. 

“You coming home with me tonight?” He asks cheekily. 

Jeff coughs, taking a sip of his drink when Harry asks his suggestive question. 

“Always,” she yells back, not caring how flustered she feels because it was the truth at the end of the day. She would be going home with him as soon as the show finished.

“Good, good. Tonight’s dedicated to you, Bel.” Harry blows Bel a kiss before addressing the audience once more. “I’m a little nervous, my favorite actress in the audience. How lucky am I?” He pretends to geek out with the audience, but Bel knows there’s a bit of honesty in his statement. “Give it up for Y/N Belmonte, everyone.” 

“Did you get that?” Bel asks Tom.

“Yup, even the bit where Jeff chokes.” Bel laughs, watching as Jeff threatens to beat him playfully. She turns her attention back to Harry, who thanks the crowd for attending tonight and hopes they have a fantastic night as he is going to have. 

Yeah, she wouldn’t miss this for the world.

#something sweet to hold you over 🤭 #love on tour series #love on tour asks #harry styles #bel and harry have my heart #fic rec #love on tour series asks #lot: la

[oh-surprise-its-me]

MORE FLUFF!! (Oh, no worries, I'll return asking for angst soon too ❤️)

Rick said in an interview that in his mind, Ron switched to commercial flights. Well, Jake had the habit to try to fly with him, everytime he knows he's the pilot he just relax a little more. When he was really young one of the first time he jumped on the seat like "Papa?? Papa papa papaaaaa!!!" Very excited until Chris and/or tom took him to the cockpit after landing. (Baby Jake sitting in the pilot seat while Ron is copilot is Chris and Tom's favorite photo honestly . No wonder the kid chose to fly!)

Daggers don't know about that, cause he just goes by Ron, they don't immediately make the connection with slider. And then Jake saves mav and Roos. And he's like "this is ypu captain speaking". Tom does hear it, he just can't help the laughter, cause damn, that kid sounds like his papa so damn much, to the point he just borrowed what he says after every flight. He.cant wait to see Ron and tell him about that!!

I'm just so soooooft help!!

What alien are you and what have you done with the Phanie that likes to hurt them??? But I absolutely love this oh my god

I mixed this up and wrote baby Jake pov + older Jake

Jake is excited, his papa is flying! Fly fly fly.

Papa’s job is very exciting. Very important. Like tata’s. Or dada’s.

He loves to fly. Tata or Dada will hold him even though his ears hurt when they’re so high up. He loves watching out the windows.

The plane makes a thump sound showing it’s landed. “You wanna take Jakey or should I?”

Dada said Jakey! That’s Jake! “Dada! Papa! Papa! Papa!” Tata kisses his head and then tells dada to find papa.

Papa got lost?

Jake is in the air. They knock on a little door and then suddenly papa is there. Jake throws himself at papa. It’s been so long since he’s seen papa. He keeps throwing himself until papa takes him. Jake babbles that he loves papa and he colored lots and that he has a new favorite tv show.

“Talkative little thing we have huh?” Jake pats papa’s head. “Love.” Papa lights up. He kisses Jake’s head again. “Love you too Chickie.” Jake tucks his head under papa’s chin. Everything is right in the world.

——

Jake couldn’t believe he made it out of the mission. He drops out of his plane and races to his dads. So happy they all got to be there for him.

He slams into them so hard that the three of them stumble into them.

Ron kisses his head and ruffles his hair. “This is your savior speaking? Really Jakey?”

Jake blushes a little. “I thought it fit.” Chris let’s put a laugh, he pulls Jake closer. “You’re not wrong it did. It was insane Jake.” Tom nods. He kisses Jake’s head “stay safe kiddo.” Jake nods along to all of their advice.

Rooster slides up to them. “Sirs.” Jake smacks Bradley’s chest, “oh please they’re harmless.” Bradley stares at Jake. “That’s literally the compacflt and his wingman.” Jake shrugs “he also likes great British bake off. And papa likes sudokus”

Bradley stares at the three men. What the fuck?

“Jake?”

Jake only shrugs. He has no desire to be helpful. “We’re your captains speaking.” “He’s a pilot now oh my god. No wonder Mav couldn’t find anything past 2015” Ron laughs. “Yeah you’re not going to find much.” His dads float away to join in on more embarrassing conversations.

Bradley can only nod. He gently takes Jake’s hand. “I want to date you. Please.” Jake stares for a second. “You fucking with me Bradshaw”?”

Bradley laughs “only fuck I want is yours.”

Jake snorts. “Alright fly boy. Be good.”

He sees wolf and Holly of to the side. Never know when the other is lerking around things like this. They both give Jake a thumbs up though so he’s taking that as a good sign.

Guess time will tell.

#ron slider kerner #chris seresin #tom iceman kazansky #top gun #tom x ron x chris #ron x chris x tom #jake hangman seresin #slider is jake's dad au #Baby Jake at the beginning

[websterss]

𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 — 𝐓𝐎𝐌!𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓: I love your no way home imagines and I was wondering if you could write one where it’s tom!peter x reader where even after the spell, when peter walks into the diner the reader recognizes him and have a fluffy ending please? Thank you.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): SERIOUS CASE OF FLOOF

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1,303

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Tom!Peter Parker x fem!Reader

𝐀/𝐍: Hope you enjoy it! ♡

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

“Pe-ter Par-ker.” You enunciated the pronunciation of the dorks name, hoping that would at least get MJ to have some recollection of the spiderling. “5’8, brown hair, has no game, and wears cheesy science t-shirts under flannels regardless of how many times you tell him he looks stupid?” You looked at her wide eyed. “Nothing!”

“Nope.”

You let out an exasperated laugh. Is she bullshitting you? Is there a camera somewhere? There isn’t…you looked. Your boss told you to stop cause you were starting to scare the customers.

“Okay, I see what this is!” You laughed thinking you were on to her little game. MJ stopped refilling the cup of coffee she was making, slowly turning her head at you with a startled expression. “I can play this game too, Michelle!” You exclaimed as you started backing away from her, keeping a pointed finger directed at her.

Ned who was usually too engrossed with what was going on, on his phone showed his concerns. “Is she okay?”

“I think she’s having a stroke.” She tilted her head and squinted at you.

“I’m not crazy, okay!” Your raised voice, startling, an old couple sat in the corner. “I’m not!”

“Who the heck is Peter Parker?” Ned’s face contorted in confusion.

Just then the doorbell of Peter Pan rang out, catching yours and everyone’s attention. A guy walked in holding a sheet of paper in his hands. Peter had gone over what he had written multiple times. He could recite it by memory by now, but every time he read it out loud. He reasoned that going up to three people who he was a stranger to and telling them about how Dr. Strange cast a spell that erased everyone’s memory of him in order to stop a multiverse disaster from happening, made him sound insane. He might as well have written ‘Crazy’ on his forehead to add to the effect. So, he decided to stop being a little bitch as you would tell him to do so, then pulled the door open and questioned how the hell he was going to convince you guys that you were all friends. Though that thought died instantly when you came out of nowhere scaring the shit out of him. He jumped back.

“Oh thank god!” You ran around the counter attacking him in a bone crushing embrace. “Peter!”

“I think he is…” MJ stared stunned with her mouth agape, pointing at you smothering the startled dude that walked in.

“Definitely a stroke.” Ned eyed you curiously talking to the complete stranger before diverting his attention back to his donut and the device in his hand.

“Oh yeah!” She agreed.

“Thank god you’re here! Oh my god, MJ and Ned are acting weird, more so than usual.” You shook your head. Peter tensed up as you kept rambling.

What was this? How did you know who he was? How come you didn’t forget him?

He honestly had no clue, but it didn’t matter because he felt the ache in his heart that was always in there, dissolve. He wanted nothing more than to let go of his longing wish to be able to talk to you…and tell you everything!

“I thought I was completely losing my shit, but of course…you walk in at the perfect time, once again, reassuring me that I’m not going bat shit crazy!” You sighed, trying to calm down your nerves. You stared at him with a hollow smile. “Where have you been? You haven’t been answering my calls. I was about to put together a search party, but…no one seems to know who you are. You’re basically a ghost…” You chuckled nervously. “I guess that spell really did work, huh?” You finally stopped and took a good look at him from head to toe. He looked like he was somewhat in a good place. Yet the eyes always tell what the outer appearance tries to hide. You could tell from the way his eyes watered that he was probably hurting. As for you, well you weren’t much different from that night. Exhausted and stressed out wondering where this boy was for the past two weeks. You’ve been losing your mind trying to find him. Though by the looks of it he seemed to be just fine. Like he wasn’t lost at all. “What?” You asked as he kept staring at you with a longing look.

“What?” He sniffled as he shook himself out of his thoughts.

“What, what? Where have you been?” You slapped the side of his arm. “I’ve been worried sick…” You frowned.

“I’ve been sorting things out.” Peter cleared his throat. “I got a new place!”

“Yeah?” You offered a supportive smile.

“Yeah…” He looked down at his feet.

“I’ve missed you.” You finally admitted.

“Oh yeah?” He smirked. His watery eyes meeting your dry ones.

“I’ve been looking everywhere for you…” You reached forward and shoved his shoulder playfully.

“I’m here now.” He shrugged.

“Yeah now…why is that?” You crossed your arms.

“I thought that-” Peter looked around as he snapped both his thumbs and forefinger. “I thought that I could try making you remember who I was so I came in today.” He looked up at you with hopeful eyes. “I promised you guys I would make you remember.”

“Well it was about damn time. I was getting tired of you walking by the shop every day.” You teased him. “Although I don’t think you have to try hard with me, I remember just fine.” You looked him up and down.

“Yeah, I’m still trying to wrap my head around that.” Peter’s face scrunched in wonder.

“Who cares, I got you back!” You laughed. “You’re here, I’m here. Ned and MJ are too…” You glanced back over your shoulder. “Things can get back to normal soon.” You offered a smile.

“Yeah soon…” He half-heartedly laughed.

“What’s with the glum face? Isn’t this what you wanted? Us…all back together!”

“Yeah, yeah, of course I do!” Peter nodded. “But I-” He trailed off.

“But…?” You pushed him to continue.

“I just can’t help but think about the reason we’re all in this position in the first place.” Peter muttered. “People get hurt around me, Y/n.” He looked up at you with a frown. His eyes moved up to the bandaid on your temple. He reached up and gently caressed it, then let his hand drop. “You guys would be better off without me in your lives. I-I wasn’t even sure about coming in here today, but then I saw you and I just-” He stopped himself.

“What would you have done if I hadn’t remembered you?”

Peter choked on his words, shaking his head as he tried finding the right thing to say. “O-Order a coffee…” He flinched as he shrunk under your mean stare.

“You were gonna leave…weren’t you?” You uncrossed your arms and stood up taller.

Peter avoided your gaze. “You were!” You gasped.

“You’re such a dumbass!” You scoffed.

Peter was about to speak up and tell you that he was sorry but you cut him off by hugging him again. This time, slower and tighter. You placed your chin on his shoulder, gripping the back of his jacket. Peter’s breath shuddered as he let himself fall vulnerable in your arms. Closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around your waist tightly.

“You Peter Parker are a serious dumbass, if you think for one second,” You pulled back to look at him. “One second that I could ever forget about you, okay?” Peter nodded, chuckling with tears in his eyes.

“Okay.”

“You’re kind of stuck with me.” You nodded with a smile. “Deal with it, bugboy.” You smirked as you began walking backwards, pulling him with you towards where MJ and Ned were.

#peter parker imagine #peter parker imagines #peter parker oneshot #peter parker x reader #peter parker x fem!reader #tom!peter parker x reader #tom!peter parker oneshot #my gif #writings by juls

[squidsandlanterns]

Wick Head Cannons for how I think the twins came to be and the shadow entity (?) probably being involved- (Actually this is just a ramble-)

Ok so.....

This is really just a thought that has been rotting and scratching in the back of my mind from a year and some months now and it's just......

So you know how most of Wick's lore is basically left up to up to interpret? Well a lot of people seem to lean into the "Mary cheated when John left for war" but..... explain when in the audio of Mary begging God to "forgive her of her sins, she was evil from the day she was born,and she hopes to be released from her sins" (that part has me questioning some things-) and the babies crying we can literally hear what seems to be a demonic growl at the end....

Now, I know that the possible theory of her cheating may be true but....what if the twins weren't of a regular father? But a demon? Like we hear in John audio when he was going to kill himself that Mary had "Invited the devil into their bed" and she blamed her problems on the church she loved so much.....

Now that may mean that

Speculation one:

Mary probably slept with a demon and in turn face birth to the twins (and they may be actual changelings), she freaks tf out, goes to the church about it (well more like the pastor) and he like "no bae I ain't fixing that shi you throw those devil spawns TF out, and get yo ass in here after and start repenting" and she may not have she keeps them, John comes home, find out his wife fr cheated and all of a sudden when he's arguing with her Tom starts crying (because the shadow entity came back for them to place a curse of sickness) and shi starts down spiraling. LIKE FAST. Benny at that time knew what was going on but not to a great extent until he died and Mary at one point use to actually care and love her children but with John probably isolating himself, the pastor pressuring her about the evil she brought into the world and the shadow entity seemingly lurking around in the forest (I think it was in one of Calebs audio John was telling him that he's not strong enough to fight of the evil in the woods or smth-) probably waiting for an opportunity to strike.And it did get one. All because of Mary. She starting neglecting her kids, probably even starved the twins and Caleb (look at them, I mean seriously why do the look so malnourished??? Even when Caleb was alive he looked like a skeleton already-). I think the only person that got a little attention was Benny (Old Man Edwards audio about Benny). So when kids started dying (She most likely killed the twins. Probably suffocated and burnt Tim (in his NWO design and mask) and for Tom it was more brutal like.... Chased her kid around, beat him and then probably shoved him off the bridge or in the well.... I'll save this for later) And when she died the pastor peiced together that "Oh fuq this placed is cursed ASF there's a demon fr fr" tries to perform an excorsim but the entity shows up and is like "Nawh today you gon die" and the cue his death by the twins....huh.....now that I think about it maybe the pastor helped Mary kill the twins-???

Uh that's it I guess, please send me your ideas on what probably went down in Wick......Jesus that was in my brain for so long....I didnt even write this properly-

Oh well-

Thank you for reading my spiral into insanity.

#wick hellbent games #wick 2015 #Help this is my first time #Tim weaver #Tom Weaver #Mary Weaver #This is actually messed up help- #wick horror game #wick tim #Ok this is actually messed up I finished this at 2:27 wtf💀 #I probably made Mary even more shitty in this head cannon #The pastor is isn't innocent either #I have my eyes on you James McAlroy

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

No Chick Flick Moments

Not Natural ✨ The Devil's Trap ✨ Holy Water ✨ The Demon's Altar ✨ Midnight Meeting ✨ The Hunter's Trap ✨ Sharp Secrets and Bloody Blades ✨ A Hunter's Beast Tamed

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: SPN inspired, ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats), demon Kells, hunter Dom, post sex introspection, blood, teasing, insults, flirting, anxiety, PTSD, nervous Dom, pulling apart too soon, lying, hiding, Tom being dramatic, fluffy drives, boys not so secretly in love ⚰️ rating: mature

The room felt too quiet as they came down together. At some point Kells had rolled over to let the human rest though he couldn't stop a small fear from creeping up that if he gave the boy a choice Dom might try to run away. So far he hadn't but he kept waiting for the veil to drop from his eyes and for him to realize what they had just done. The scent of blood and sex hung heavy on their skin and even after twenty minutes his knot hadn't gone down. When Dominic started tracing his tattoos he almost jumped out of his skin. And it was that, his own skin. He wasn't like the others and that was more obvious by the day.

"So I guess we don't got nuffin to 'unt. I mean… if he stops killing ain't no reason to go after Raziel. Ya fink?" Dom hummed. He was pretty sure there was a puddle of drool under his cheek but he was too strangely comfortable to move. He'd never felt so at peace with his body and he didn't think that should be happening after letting something inside the part of him that wasn't supposed to exist. He knew there was lots they needed to talk about but he didn't want to start somewhere that might make them fight. That seemed to be their default.

"Yeah. He seems like a good guy just a little fucked in the head." Kells sighed back, running his fingers through the kid's wild hair. He wasn't normally sweet after sex but it wasn't like he could stop touching Dom yet. Why not enjoy the after glow?

Dom huffed softly and looked up at the beast, his brows furrowed. "You was knocked out the whole bloody time."

The devil went still and huffed a nervous laugh before remembering who he was and he tried to fake his Cheshire grin. "Yeah but-" He took a deep breath and shrugged instead, gently pressing the boy's head back down on his chest. "I just mean if you don't think we should kill him, I agree. He's after what we are. Did he say why?" He didn't want his lover to know how much he was in his mind. He couldn't give that away just yet.

"Yeah um… seemed like revenge for an old bruv or summat. Guess like you said Astaroth 'as been after all kinds. Went after an angel."

"Oh. Insane he bagged one." He couldn't admit he knew that already, could he?

"So…" Dom trailed off. He wanted to ask about the elephant in the room and not the one on his ass. He'd never explain that but it felt strange to ask-

"You're trying to figure out how to ask about my dick I'm guessing?" Kells wondered rather bluntly and it made the Hunter giggle until he clenched too tight and felt the demon behind his belly button. "I thought you said it was 'jus' me' and didn't matter?" He tried to fake the boy's voice and Dom nipped softly at his chest.

"It don't. Won't stop me from fucking yas but it's definitely interesting." He purred back, trying to tighten his inner walls around the monster inside him.

"I guess it's called a knot. I didn't even know it worked before now. Maybe you bring something out in me." He lied to himself and thought it was a tease but deep down he knew the truth. He was serious.

Dom arched a brow and pushed himself up enough to look down at the demon. It pushed his cock somehow deeper and he shuddered but tried to keep a straight face. "I got your cock in me magic pussy but tha'? Gayest shite I ever 'eard."

Kells looked up into those glaring jade eyes and was so impressed he knew he gave his bitch heart eyes back. "I could make it gayer."

"Please don't." Dom groaned.

"Oh but maybe I should. Still a bratty bitch even after I blew your fucking mind. How dare you! You don't deserve my dick."

"Oi! Off ya go again being an egotistical arse."

"I heal you, I give you the best O of your life, and still-"

"You did?" Dom's teasing dropped fast and Kells stopped short, swallowing hard. "I fhought but… I didn't um- I…" He sighed deep and pressed a gentle kiss to his lover's lips. "Fank you."

"Y- yeah. Um… I wasn't going to say. I don't want you like, ya know. We're cool, okay?" He didn't even know what exactly he was saying, it just came spilling out. He wasn't used to being nervous but he wasn't used to feeling anything at all besides anger or pride.

"I'd 'ope so considering I'm full up of ya cum and might be stuck 'ere all day." Dom tried to lighten the mood. He'd seen a monster or two scared before but he'd never seen one anxious. The beast was confusing him more and more but it wasn't exactly in a bad way. "So, if I'm a- whatchamacallit? Omega? Wha' are you?"

"I'm nothing."

It was said so quickly and genuinely that it stopped Dom cold for a moment. He didn't know how to be nice but he didn't like that. "You a lot obviously. A good lay for one. A top demon. Pretty enough."

Kells chuckled but he wasn't exactly sure what to say. "Well, the opposite of what you've been cursed to be would be an alpha." He explained simply though he didn't think he could claim the title. He never had before. He wasn't expecting the eye roll though.

"Of course. Of course it is. 'Ow bloody typical."

"I'm just explaining, I didn't start it! It's like… religious shit. Angels. If you want to talk ego-"

"Don't even get me started. It's fine. I'm ignoring it. I fhought angels were junkless. Ain't tha' wha' them Winchester books say?" Dom huffed as he got comfortable again. He wasn't cuddling of course, it was just what he had to do until they could separate. "Why 'ey alphas and omegas if 'ey junkless?"

Keliphos laughed a little too hard, maybe it was relief that his lover had relaxed or maybe it was just that he genuinely found the kid funny. He never understood the 'junkless' shit that those boys let spread about angels but it wasn't his problem. "Maybe people think that cause they don't have their right parts in human meatsuits but nah, definitely not junkless."

"Okay but like- why all the extra shite?"

The demon tried not to chuckle again but it seemed incredibly obvious. Besides he had to know why Astaroth gave him the womb, right? He let his palms rub slowly down his lover's back, he couldn't even feel a scar from where he'd been stabbed but they were both so sticky wet with blood. Dom shivered at the touch as if the spot were sensitive but otherwise stayed still above him. "It's for uh… ya know, making sure it sticks?"

"Wha' sticks?"

"It gives you time to catch." He tried again.

"Catch wha?"

The beast snorted and rubbed over his face in mild disbelief. He didn't know if Dom was being obstinate on purpose or he'd fucked his brains out. "I guess it's to make little fluffy baby angels." He joked, trying to say it in a simple way. Even said so cheesily the thought made his dick jerk and he thought he felt the kid clench but Dom froze on top of him.

"Wait. But- and I- but you- we- oh fuck!" The human stuttered, his heart racing and his stomach turning with nerves.

"Shit Dom- chill. Please? I can't, okay? We're good!" It didn't matter, the boy was panicking hardcore and it wasn't really about him. He tried to grip his hips and keep him close but he didn't want to force him too hard. He was just annoyed their nice night was getting fucked and not in the fun way. "I can't- I'm not- I don't think it works, okay?"

"But he did 'is to make me a bloody broodmare?" He shrieked loud enough Kells winced.

"You're submissive and breedable. It's hot, I just don't work like that." The devil tried to lighten the mood but he wasn't surprised by the slap across his face or the sharp tug of his knot.

"Oh fuck off wiv tha'. I ain't. I ain't! I-" Dom grumbled and pulled hard enough to get free but he whimpered when his partner cursed and hissed at the pain.

"Shit can you fucking not? You could hurt yourself!" Kells growled as he felt the boy gush their combined slick and cum all over his lap but as the punk stumbled off him and dripped a mess all over he was half tempted to yank him back to bed. He didn't want to fuck up by doing too much though. He could feel Dom was working through something so instead he just rolled on his side and posed mostly jokingly. "You can't just rip us apart. I heal faster than you."

"Tha's dubious as fuck, tha'. Guess I'm not surprised. Patriarchal bullshit. I'm not… I- jus' fuck. Sorry if I bruised ya bloody ego. I'm gonna take a shower. Too much-" He gestured at his crimson coated body and clenched his thighs to keep everything inside.

Kells nodded and gave him a gentle smile but he could feel and hear the anxiety rolling off the kid. He could almost feel the way Dom's throat was closing up, as if he were about to cry. His omega was working up to a full blown panic attack but when he pushed up and out of bed the boy closed the door in his face. He pressed his palm against it, taking a deep breath. He didn't want him upset, not after everything that just happened between them. He didn't know what to say and he didn't want to force his presence so when he heard the shower start up he took a step back. "I'm okay Kells. We alright." Dom whimpered, his voice strained enough the cracking was obvious through the door.

"Okay." He sighed, snapping his fingers to summon a cup of tea, some painkillers, and Dom's cigarettes inside the room with him. After making sure the boy was set he cleaned himself and the room up magically before heading out to check and make sure Raziel was gone. Normally a banishing lasted a while but with his lover anxious he needed to fix something. Anything. To protect. He couldn't make him feel better about what Astaroth had done but he could keep him safe from anything else.

Kells made it back to the room not an hour later but Dom had already cleared out. He tried not to take it personally but it sent a wash of anxiety through his chest. There was a note left on the table at least but it didn't say much. 'Found a new job, catch me if you can 🖤' with a little black heart at the end. It was the heart that soothed him and the fact that the words felt flirty but he supposed the human didn't realize how connected they already were. He could feel something like a tether between them, his blood was pumping through Dom's veins and keeping them connected.

He didn't go invisible boy often but he didn't want to show himself too soon to the kid so instead of popping up in his passenger seat he kept his lover from seeing him as he relaxed in the back. He knew he'd probably get labeled as creepy if Dom ever found out he did that but it was how he'd spent time before talking to him. He was able to keep him safe but give him space as well. Fuck- he was becoming an Edward wasn't he?

"Are you kidding me Dominic? Are you kidding me? I thought you weren't going to fuck the demon?" Tom's voice filled the car before the man appeared but thankfully the Hunter kept his car on the road. He glared over at his friend and rolled his eyes. That spot was for his demon. The demon. Not his. Fuck.

"I'm not in the mood Tom." He sighed, clenching his hands around the steering wheel. He could still feel his insides trying to settle after being spread apart for the monster's cock. His shower had been perfect but his head was still a mess and there was a small fear in the back of his mind whispering that Kells wasn't coming back.

"Do you know what could happen? Are you ready to face the consequences? Dom, you know I love you but he's a monster!" Tom scoffed, reaching across the bench seat to rest his palm on his best friend's thigh. The moment they touched he thought he heard a growl but it didn't matter. He needed the human to listen.

"And wha' the fuck are you?" Dom spat, he was more annoyed than he normally was with his oldest friend but he couldn't help it. He was dealing with a lot and only Kells seemed to settle him anymore.

"I'm someone who cares! Just… drop this whole revenge thing. Let him finish it. He's strong enough to do it on his own. You can join me at the cabin, okay? Please? Wait- wha' are you doing? Put the lighter down. You aren't about to smoke, are you?" Tom's voice was almost wild as he tried to convince the boy yet again to drop his war. That was never why he'd brought him to America. He'd wanted to give the kid a fresh start.

Kells watched with a smirk as his lover picked up a lighter and a pre-made banishment hex bag. He didn't know what the stranger was on about but he had to bite his cheek not to laugh as Dom lit the spell and Tom grumbled. "Fine, fuck you too. Call me when you-" Whatever he was going to say was cut off as he disappeared. The magic would only last so long but he was proud of his boy.

"Fhought you might want your seat free." Dom smiled, patting the seat next to him and Keliphos startled. No one had ever been able to tell he was present when he was invisible. What the fuck was happening?

The beast climbed over the seat as he let his lover see him and when he settled he was pelted with candy. "Ain't nice to spy. Now clean tha' up." Dom snapped but he wasn't truly angry. Just annoyed. He saved his rage for those that seriously deserved it.

Kells didn't know where they were driving but it didn't matter. He just tried to enjoy the ride. They fought over the radio and shared snacks in vaguely violent or sexual ways and occasionally even got a little handsy. The demon tried to follow the Hunter's lead but he couldn't get his annoyance with the other man out of his head. They didn't talk much, he didn't want to overwhelm his omega more, but he felt closer to him with every mile that passed.

"Shite, I need petrol." Dom grumbled when they passed yet another state line and rolled into a new town. The beast dropped his sunglasses and glared around them, he hated small towns. His bitch was too pretty for them, everyone stared. As the car rumbled to a stop and the kid pushed open the door he looked back at the devil. "So… should I grab some rubbers?" His voice seemed almost nervous again.

Keliphos laughed and shook his head, pulling his glasses off to give him a wink. "Sorry doll but they don't fit. But nah, we're good." The demon had heard a lot of final sentences over the centuries, normally people were begging for their lives or vowing revenge they'd never get but in all his time he'd never heard or uttered such famous last words.

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 🖤

This was slightly slice of life and probably not enough plot but at least they're learning some things about each other and themselves. I hope you like it! Why is Kells saying he can't breed? Why is Tom so against them being together? Obviously Tom isn't just a voice in Dom's head but what is he? Why are the boys already so connected? Keep reading to find out ⚰️🖤

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[jasntodds]

☀️— can i have a boxer!tom blurb pls? you already know yours is my favorite 🥹 also congrats on 17k, that’s insane !

Ahh, Gi, thank you so much!!! Ily 😭😭😭

Pairing: Boxer!Tom Holland x Fem!Reader

Words: 754

Warnings: Mentions of blood, mentions of bruises, fluff

You’re sitting ringside, a place you’ve become all too familiar with. No matter what, you never miss one of Tom’s fights. Something in you, can’t. It doesn’t matter what’s going on but you’re right there, ringside, cheering him with the roaring crowd around you. Some people don’t get it and think you’re a little crazy for wanting to always watch because what if he gets hurt? They couldn’t watch the person they love getting punched repeatedly but for you? For you, it’s easier because at least if he does get hurt, you’re here. Always.

But, tonight is not the night where you have to deal with him being hurt because his hand is being raised above his head while the announcer says he’s won by unanimous decision. There’s a gleaming and cocky smirk right across his face that’s also decorated with bits of his blood and a few bruises. He finds you, in your normal spot of this venue and he gives you a quick wink making you scrunch your nose at him.

“Congrats, Tommy.” You give Tom a cheeky smile as you meet him in the room designated for boxers, their families, and their coaches.

“Thanks, darlin’.” Tom’s cheeks tint but he keeps the cocky smile, him sitting on a chair with an ice pack held to his eye.

“How’s your face?” A soft chuckle leaves your lips as you approach him, standing between his legs.

He shrugs and tilts his head to the right. “‘S fine.” 

You place your hand over his, pulling the ice pack away from his eye. It’s definitely been worse but it is a little swollen and the bruising is turning a darker shade of purple with touches of blues. You give him a slight grimace before placing his hand back but he’s quick to move his hand back down, placing the ice pack on his leg. His hands come to the back of your thighs, pulling you close to him.

“‘M fine, darlin’.” Tom’s looking up at you with the softest eyes that send a warmth through your whole body and it almost makes you laugh.

You watch him fight and he’s pretty brutal in the ring. Tom doesn’t give up and they will have to knock him out in order for them to win because he just won’t back down under any circumstances. And he will lay into anyone he’s up against. It’s like he becomes a completely different person in the ring because when he’s with you, he’s soft and kind, gentle and delicate. No one would ever guess he punches people in the face for a living based solely on how gentle he is with you.

“I know.” You look down at him and place a kiss to his forehead. “Just checking.” There’s a wet rag sitting his lap, so you grab it and lightly start to finish cleaning up some of the leftover blood on his face.

Tom watches you and it’s something he’s never really asked you to do. You actually never signed up for this, to watch him fight and get hurt all the time. It was always a dream of Tom’s, that you knew, but he wasn’t doing this professionally when you met him and it wasn’t until two years into your relationship that he went pro. But, you never complain about it and you never voice your worry for you. Whenever there’s an injury, you’re right there with him, cleaning up blood and cuts, getting him things when he’s too sore to walk the next day. He never asks, it’s something you’ve always done and it’s something he always appreciates.

“Thanks for always takin’ care of me.” He squeezes your thighs slightly with his words, his eyes watching over you carefully.

“Well, someone has to you.” Your eyes widen with your sarcastic comment. Taking care of him is easy for you. Because it’s Tom and you know, without a doubt, he’d do the same for you even if you were the one in the ring. “Ready to get out of here?”

“Can we get food?” Tom asks, pouting his bottom lip. “I’m starving.”

“Mhm.” You hum, your hands coming to the nape of his neck, playing with the loose strands of his hair. “After, maybe I’ll give you something for your win tonight.” You give him a playful wink, something you’re not entirely good at which only makes him laugh.

“Let’s go then.” Tom’s hands up to your cheeks, knuckles bruised, as he pulls you in for a kiss.

17k celebration 

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[nebulouscoffee]

for the ask game star trek voyager!!

Thank you sm friend! I already answered a couple of these, but the great thing about being very indecisive is I can give different answers each time <3

Favourite character: B'Elanna Torres, although Kathryn Janeway is a close second (I do have a Janeway-themed url, after all😌)

Second favourite character: okay, I'll talk about Janeway here! Gosh what a deeply flawed individual. She's awesome, and yes, incredibly charismatic and badass, but she's also haunted, complex, and scarily capable of hurting those closest to her (which she does. Like, a lot.) She ends up in charge of a seemingly endless mission, and she cannot afford to crack- not in front of her crew, and not even really in secret- so she begins this seven-year process of what basically amounts to dehumanising herself. Her arc is almost like a long-form merging with Voyager the ship- she is Voyager, and Voyager is her! She will protect her crew and bring them home. She will ensure they get to survive. (What happens to her? Well, she knows she can and will never be the same, but she can't and doesn't think about that right now). She made a mistake and her crew paid the price and the guilt of this eats at her every day, but she cannot afford to acknowledge it or she'll go insane. She tries so hard to stick to her principles but once she's violated a few she starts thinking of her soul as this already-corrupted thing- she knows she can live with it, so why not do something else that's a bit messed up! Better me than any of my crew, right! Like- no wonder she couldn't move on with her life once Voyager reached the Alpha Quadrant in the Endgame timeline. No wonder she had to travel back in time to die in the past. She is so changed by the events of this show that the past the only place she can truly belong. Ugh!!!! I have so many feelings about her!!

Least favourite character: I dislike voyager!Q so much I actually skip all his episodes on rewatch lmao. And I'm someone who actually quite enjoys him on TNG! He's this all-powerful all-knowing omnipotent being who could literally be off anywhere any time doing anything he wanted, and yet he chooses to keep coming back to this one starship just to flirt with the most boring man alive. He literally got kicked out of the Q Continuum for having too much of a hyperfixation on his blorbo. That's funny! And compelling! Unfortunately the Voyager writers did not understand what made this work and decided his only trait was *irritates everybody* (including the audience lol). What he and Picard had was a funny back and forth, a snarky Quodo-style "these horrible old men deserve each other" rivalry. What he and Janeway have is sexual harassment played for laughs 🙃

The character I'm most like: Kes - I went into more detail here :)

Favourite pairing: B7 if we're talking non-canon ships! From canon, uhhhh I guess whatever was going on between Janeway and Chakotay in 'Resolutions' & Tom/B'Elanna before they got together

Least favourite pairing: I don't know if I have one? C7 is the popular answer but I literally straight up forget it exists because it's such a small part of the show, like it doesn't even show up for reals until the finale. I'm not a fan of the way they wrote Tom/B'Elanna for basically all of S5 and S6, and the damage control they did in S7 wasn't bad imo but also felt too little too late. I also dislike Kes/Neelix, though I do think it had potential to be a really interesting breakup arc lol

Favourite moment: That scene from 'Year of Hell' where Janeway has given the order to abandon ship and everyone else is so reluctant to desert the bridge and it looks soooo banged up but she still won't abandon it.... and then Tuvok gives her that hug goodbye..... and she glances at that little gift Chakotay made for her which she didn't have the heart to recycle..... and she talks about what Voyager means to her, and why she has to go down with the ship...... my heart😭

Rating out of 10: Objectively an 8/10, I think the early seasons are GREAT and around midway through they do sort of run out of ideas thanks to their commitment to being as episodic as possible and sidelining more than half the main cast as well as refusing to let the guest cast build up or develop. The show genuinely suffers for it imo! There's a lot of wasted potential, as well as biases of the time that prevented it from reaching true heights- I also wholeheartedly think this show ruined the Borg lol, now 75% more human and 200% less intimidating! However it's also got so many positives- I adore all the main characters so much, and the premise itself gives me so many feels that in my heart it's an 11/10🥰

#to be clear when I say voyager ruined the Borg I'm not talking about seven's journey learning to reclaim her life #that stuff is great #I'm talking about the instances where the ship would actually come into conflict with the Borg #I think that should've happened two times on the whole show max. Every appearance decreased their mystique and made them more human imo #it's the same with the q continuum! by the end of voy they're basically just another typical species & they don't even have forehead ridges #the more appearances you give a species that's meant to be non-corporeal/deeply alien the more human (and boring) they will become #this 100% would've happened to the prophets too if that show had gone on longer btw. imo at least #anyway that's a tangent lol #thanks again for the ask! :) #ask game

[gregoftom]

I'm the new tomgreg anon, had a family emergency recently so I've just finished s4 e1, and you're right!!! This episode is so delicious, I feel like there's this definite linking between logan/kerry and tom/greg that the writers trying to do??? Like kerry being the one specifically approaching greg about bridget, the "logan's friend, assistant, and advisor" line, and then tom talking to logan but then the camera focus on bridget in the background and right after that he calls kerry? The many reminders that kerry is sleeping with logan but also suddenly a reminder about greg's gay dad?? And then tomgreg being so close talking about sexual encounters like WHY do you wanna know the details so much tom?? And greg not being able to admit that he cum, which means he definitely didn't, and then when greg confessed it to logan he made it sound like bridget was the one who jumped him by being eager and under the influence lmao tom immediately talking shit about bridget and then greg also disapproving of her behavior when she tells them she asked logan for a selfie ashffjfkgll I can't, the fact he didn't even know her last name and admits to tom that she's just 'another name in the list' but tells kerry and colin that he's fond of her? Feels so much like he's just doing it because he thought that's what tom would like him to do (since I guess that idea was cemented in his head after tom and shiv told him to climb up the ladder)

THEN shiv accusing tom of taking turns with greg??? In the same episode where she was jealous of naomi pierce because she thought the meeting was not about business?? She was definitely jealous there I think she senses how important greg's become to tom but still in denial

Not to mention all the touches tomgreg do this episode, greg is like an overly eager puppy with tom, and tom still wanting to tease greg with the cctv thing like sure they've gotten close now but that urge to tease greg is still there that's how he has fun y'know, even though the teasing is not that mean anymore lol I think he'll always tease greg on little things even when they officially get Together together later down the line

hiiii new tg anon! i'm so happy to hear from you again and so happy that new ppl are coming into the fold all the time, ahh <3

YEAH GODDDD LITERALLY just wait just fucking wait it gets more. keep kerry in your hip pocket because when you finish the show it'll get even more HUH????? in how much it is insinuating. just wait on that front. just wait. and YEAH tom is so funny like girl just SAY you wanna know if greg came or not bc you're possessive of his ass just saaaay it my man. i've said it before but greg also saying "we put our hands down each other's pants" lends to the idea that the whole thing never even happened. like maybe she pulled him into a room but the whole even sexual encounter didn't even take place. so idk what happened but. bridget was wearing a dress, so how could he put his hands down her pants????? makes no sense right? add that to him not being able to say he could come.... yeah i don't think anything happened. i think his embarrassment and shame MOSTLY came from the fact that he lied and he had to hastily cover that up and thus slipped with the pants thing when he told tom, bc tom pressed it out of him. greg is so comphet it's insaneeeeeee. if we think about this it's entirely plausible to say his ass has NOT even touched a mf woman. it's piss easy to spread rumours if you're a guy in his environment that you're some kind of slick asshole casanova, especially if you have the rep that you hang out with a fellow guy and y'all go out and score chicks. also interestingly, a very good cover up if you and fellow guy wanna fuck on the down low. just as an extra benefit.

god don't even SPEAK to me about that, that whole thing was inSANE. like that started the whole, shiv is aware thing, and adds fuel to the fire of greg is the mistress thing. there's more of that later too, so add that to your hip pocket along with kerry to keep in mind. may i also remind you that "we sometimes have a drink shiv" is the same response tom gave about naomi; that they were just getting a drink which indicates that shiv has the Exact same suspicion about greg as she did about naomi. same excuse. and exactly like, i don't think she actually cares if tom is fucking greg. i think what matters/upsets her is that tom has feelings for/is in love with greg, and that greg is important to him, because tom told her greg is expendable and now here he is for all to see, unkillable [as connor said about willa when speaking to her at a point in the scripts] to tom. when you get to 4.04 there is a particular scene near the beginning with tom greg and shiv which i think you'll notice yourself indicates her utter distaste towards them and their relationship, so watch out for that.

GOD yeah. yeah. yeah. there is a buttload of that so be prepared to get even more assblasted with ridiculously intimate touches. i love how affectionate greg has become because it just shows that something shifted between them in the s3-4 gap. they're best friends :( and yeah god tom's teasing of greg is so much more. in that way. he loves to rile greg up because it's so easy but atp i think it's more out of affection/for fun than before when it was using greg as an emotion stress ball. he would Absolutely keep doing it when they got together, and what's even better is greg would play with him too [you'll see More why when you get to the finale] and they'd just banter and mess with each other because that's their bestie lover behaviour <3

#tomgreg #i loveeee when tgs and newb tgs cometo my askbox aaaa i love yall <3 #i hope you guys all continue to feel safe to come hereeeee collects yall in my pocket like little soot mfs from spirited away

[hogwartseighthyear]

i’ve hardly had any time to work on my own fanfics this semester, so here’s a short little roundup of a few in-progress harry potter fics from other authors that i’ve been keeping up with:

the journal of dreadful things series by lilbeanz19: (G, draco & harry) eleven-year-old draco is visited by his future self and given a journal detailing what he must do differently this time around, i.e. befriending harry and the golden trio — literally so cute and enjoyable. like honestly. i especially think first-year draco is written and characterized really well, and this whole thing was just so much fun to read. i genuinely can't wait for the next part of the series

the heir to the house of prince series by elph13: (M, theo/harry) harry discovers and accepts his numerous magical heirships before fifth year, finds out snape is his real father, and gains an incredible amount of power that he must learn how to wield — i never even shipped theo/harry before reading this but i guess i do now because this series is so fucking good!! i'm a big sucker for fics that get really deep into the magic and politics of the wizarding world and this doesn't disappoint. so worth the time to read, trust me. the author is currently on a hiatus for a couple months, but they had a super frequent update schedule beforehand

when you devour a dragon series by cestpasdubaudelaire: (M, nbc hannibal crossover, will/hannibal) will and hannibal transfer to hogwarts after being expelled from ilvermorny before their fifth year and get swept into the golden trio’s story all while continuing their serial killer shenanigans — okay for all my fellow nbc hannibal enjoyers, this is so well written like i'm genuinely a bit in awe. great prose, insanely strong plot, on-point characterization. i can't get enough of this fic. bonus: it has a regular update schedule!

infinity times infinity by stephen_schitz: (NR, fred/reader, george/reader, fred/reader/george) reader navigates life at hogwarts as a slytherin, the werewolf daughter of remus lupin, and the best friend of the weasley twins — not kidding when i say the reader in this fic gives me the biggest "she's literally me" reaction out of like any other reader-insert fic i've read. truly chef's kiss. probably one of my all time favorites. i want to run up and down the street screaming and cheering every time there's an update

promised series by fortisfilia: (M, tom/reader) AU where tom grew up with his grandfather and uncle, seventh-year reader is forced into an arranged marriage with tom through a deal between their families to save her sick younger sister — so in love with how this relationship between tom and the reader grows. A+ writing, A+ plot, and somehow it just keeps getting better the further into the series you go. i'm really into how the second part has been progressing and i can't wait for the next update

all these fics are available on AO3. go check them out and send some kudos and comments their way!

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[an-organism]

sort of continuing on an earlier ramble or two - core contradiction of hermione is that she thinks systematically and values systematic thinking but often makes snap judgements and decisions on pure gut instinct and systematically justifies them after the fact, which leads her to act idiosyncratically. ruthlessness is arguably her single strongest defining personality trait in that she’s pathologically goal-oriented, relentlessly so, willing to disregard any obstacle for the sake of a mission, but she also has these weird hangups and grudges and pet causes that are rarely productive in or of themselves and hardly ever serve a greater goal. things will just rub her the wrong way and she can’t get over them, or they won’t and she’ll get over them before anyone else does because it’s necessary that she does so, and there’s not always an obvious pattern.

everyone else sees spew as a dead-end cause, it’s ill-constructed and there’s very little going on in the way of coherent grand strategy, but she decided it was important and couldn’t let go of it, and she was going to do it her way and no other way. there’s no reason for her to despise divination as a school of magic beyond just straight up hating it on principle, regardless of its eventual importance to the war in the way of prophecy, etc. meanwhile she has every reason to hate snape, who is frequently a dick to her specifically and has been for years, but once it’s established he’s on their side she’s among the first to compartmentalize, because they’re at war and he’s an ally and that’s what matters.

it’s the irony and the hypocrisy of her near-universal revulsion to the irrational often leading her to act irrationally in disregarding genuinely useful things she instinctively deems irrational. she's 100% do as i say and not as i do; rationality is both one of her greatest strengths and her most significant blind-spot! that’s just good character construction tbh

(this is also why i love the idea of her simply not being able to stand luna, who not only represents everything she hates in terms of the irrational, but worse, is sometimes actually right about things)

all those snap judgments also make her weirdly averse to outside influence- she does listen to others if she’s already decided she values their perspective on a particular issue (dumbledore and mcgonagall come to mind), but even then, once her mind’s made up it’s not likely to change, and the mind-making-up process can happen super quickly. sort of a positive and negative leadership quality; if you need a decision made in a high pressure situation, she can make a decision and stick to it, but she's probably never going to be a great listener, and there's always a chance the whole thing gets sidetracked to follow a hunch. the hero you need but not the one you want, i guess. (she would not be great for morale.)

she's like if you designed a person specifically to be invulnerable to hypnosis. if she'd gotten tom's diary i legitimately don't know if she'd have ended up taking over the world, deciphering the horcrux plot in its entirety, driving tom insane, or just throwing it away after an hour (isn't there a fic about this?)

i almost want to make her a seer just to see what the fuck she'd even do with that. curse her with unexplainable visions that keep coming true despite her best efforts to prove them wrong, pure magical thinking that she can never escape and has to force herself to trust, an instinct that betrays everything she stands for. oh my god she'd hate it

#hp #yes i was thinking abt this bc of a discord convo on pirates #i will now try and resist outlining a hermione seer au #hnng\

[ct-multifandom]

Destruction Things

Finally, episode three, after all these years! We have the next few to look forward to in the next couple weeks, and up to ep 8 through November as of rn

The wacky timeline sequence of events was kinda fun, but I feel like it’ll confuse kids

How many more insanely complex machinations has Marinette had up her sleeve this whole time?

The biggest surprise about this episode for me was how casually Ladybug told Philipe to say “kwami” for the camera and how when monarch showed up with all of them he wasn’t even surprised by them. I was under the impression that the very existence of the kwamis was a huge secret only holders knew? But I guess they’re public knowledge now and it’s not even remotely a big deal?

I wonder if Veronique’s involvement with the plan leads to her being targeted in episode 6 or if it’s unrelated

Genuinely impressed by Chat’s ability to hold that pose so stilly. I woulda sneezed

Sabine looking cute in her new jammies

Tom’s speech reminded me of the classmates doing things to help LB and CN in the last episode. Is this a continuation of the same idea? It’s nice to see that Tom isn’t losing stamina

The kids keep talking about how they’re gonna go get juice together, but I think this is the first time we’ve actually seen them drinking this juice. Juice bar new location when? This is like their avengers shawarma

They should’ve made an episode 3.5 where we watch Marinette, Alya, and Adrien go to bed and get some rest

Check in next week for the episode where Alya takes Monarch to small claims court over her broken phone and wins

How are they gonna resolve that one? Surely they won’t just give her a new one like it’s nothing. And she was so unbothered but it breaking. Any modern kid, much less a big deal blogger, would be way more upset

Edit: I predict that later or at the end of this season they’ll find the lucky charm rope and we’ll see the craziest Miraculous Ladybug ever that’ll undo all of Gabriel’s property damage, fix the miraculous, and heal the magic gangrene disease

When those pictures of exhausted Marinette with the kwamis leaked I got hopeful that she’d get them back in some later episode but no. *sob*

The deyassification of the miracle box

Guys, check your kids’ Halloween candy. I found the dragon miraculous in a sour cherry fun dip

Me leaving Agreste Mansion with 15 kwamis up my ass

He doesn’t even need them! As long as he has the miraculous, he can summon them whenever, so just let them go! Baby Ziggy wants to go home and Barkk wants to be with Marinette

Unrelated but predicting that the goat de-transformation phrase is “Ziggy are you ok”

Thinking about how after they get them back they’ll probably be given to permanent holders pretty soon after and won’t get to live with Marinette for much more time anyways

I realllly hope we see at least one of them using their power without a holder, preferably a new one. Is anything stopping them other than the consequences? If it was an emergency they’d totally do it. Sass stopped Xuppu in Truth, but I wanna see that fever dream world. I think Ziggy would be fun, too. Imagine it raining random objects.

Xuppu’s incessant non-sequitur rambling, I love him

Orikko should represent the concept of Confusion

“So you’re useless!” “You can’t talk to me like that!” “Look, you’ve offended him” was so cute. This is the most he’s ever spoken and we’re finally getting some actual characterization!

(I need this for Stompp ^)

I hope nobody getting how his power works is a running gag so they can keep explaining it because I still have many questions:

So he can’t interfere with another kwami’s power… I’m guessing this’ll come up so that Monarch’s villains can’t insta-counter hero powers and so that the heroes won’t be able to instantly de-akumatize anyone in the future. I wonder if there are creative loopholes around this

He can’t replicate another kwami’s power. Which is odd because Rooster Bold multiplied the lucky charm in strike back even though multiplication is already Mullo’s power

Those old bad comics introduced lore that every concept in the universe has its own kwami, but many don’t have miraculous. Is that canon? And there are plenty of canon jewels outside of Paris whose powers we don’t know. How does all this factor in?

Is it like how lucky charm and genesis are two different things despite both making objects and voyage and burrow are two different things despite both opening portals? Can it be inherently similar and have a slight difference?

The meaning of Xuppu’s Santa rant was that you can’t go “skidaddle skidoodle Monarch is defeated” but have to give yourself a specific ability that you’d use to try and defeat Monarch with. But that’s still vague. You can give yourself a super specific ability, such as the ability to fly a plane with zero experience or shoot laser eyes. Can you give yourself the power to mind-read someone’s greatest weakness or divine the location of something?

Does it have genie rules? Like no using your power to give yourself more powers, no necromancy, no insta-murder, no love magic?

#miraculous ladybug #ml #ml destruction #destruction spoilers #ml spoilers #ml season 5 #ml season 5 spoilers #ml s5 #ml s5 spoilers

[faerociousbeast]

COCKTAIL PRINCE MAIN STORY as summarized by fae 😚 this is not the full story as translations are a bit hard to come by, but this is like a pet project to me now. so ill be sure to inform if i do find a continuation anywhere

Aoi, our dearest loveliest main character who I adore SO much..... is severely unemployed. In her own words this is for the workplaces' good as the last five places she worked got shut down due to various reasons usually at least tangentially related to her.

However, her dearest loveliest grandfather is having NONE of it. He makes her a drink, and sends her off to the bar he owns, telling her she needs to get a job somehow.

Upon arriving at her Grandpa's bar, where she has never been before mind you, she is greeted by various colourful men. "Master!" They all say. She soon learns they usually call her Grandfather that, but since she has been deemed the new owner, they will call her Master instead.

Not all of the strange men in the bar are happy about this change, especially.... Martini. He gets angry over the thought of someone replacing the Master of the bar, and attempts to test Aoi on drinkmaking. She doesn't do so well.

But Tom Collins, the "princely" type, tells Aoi to keep her head up. If she would like to keep taking notes and practicing, the bar could have a "pre opening" before opening for real. Several other characters are introduced during this, including Emerald Mist, Gimlet, Screw Driver, and Pink Lady— who is not actually a lady, he just likes cute clothes

After a long day of training, Aoi tells the guys that she is going home, in that direction. "Oh, you don't live there anymore." She is so kindly informed. "???????? What." She thinks in response.

It turns out she now has to live in a giant mansion! With the 20ish other characters who all have a room there. And she's the only girl. And they're all alcoholic drinks self proclaimed, which leads Aoi to wonder if these men are insane or if her Grandfather was. Maybe he was just very particular in what his staff are named?

We get a house tour basically and meet all the other characters... highlights are. Bellini was there at the beginning but he ran off, we find him again at the end and it turns out he was. Hiding in the closet the whole time💀. Adonis gets. Obsessed at first sight I guess???

It's revealed Aoi cannot really cook. Jack Rose and Salty Dog, the pet groomers, ARE indeed friends like I had hoped. While we don't have any canon ages, the twins seem to be the youngest and Kiss in the Dark the oldest, other than Grandpa and his Friend Jeremy

if you would like any other info please ask me 😌 theres a very good chance the answer to your question does not even exist! but IF it does im your best chance at finding it

#cocktail prince #kakupuri