#the (y/n) lively reynolds series

[liberty-barnes]

And They Lived Happily Ever After

Epilogue of the (Y/n) Lively-Reynolds series

Tom Holland x Singer/Actress!Lively-Reynolds!Reader

Summary: (Y/n) Lively-Reynolds and Tom Holland get their happily ever after. It goes about as well as you can imagine it.

Warnings: uuh the end there got a bit on the steamy side so just some nice like snogging and plenty mentions of honeymoon sex and nudity, but otherwise you’re good, switching POVs so you’ll get to see everyone appreciating their love, and you’ll get to see the ceremony from so many people’s eyes, including some you haven’t seen yet ;)

Word Count: 3.4k words

Estimated Reading Time: 15 minutes

A/N: I’m not crying, you’re crying, shut up. This is a really emotional moment for me. My second series is finally over!! I started this accidentally, and it took me ages to finish, but I don’t regret a single second of it. It brought me so much happiness, and I loved reading your thoughts and comments as time went on. I only hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did <3 Just wanna send a million thank you’s to @the-girl-in-the-chair for being my test person and the one I could always talk to when it comes to this series, I love you so much Lana, you’re the beeest

I was picturing this dress (mostly cause it has pocketssss) so if you want a visual, here you go)

Also very important: the vows in this were inspired by the PA Series on AO3 and honestly check it out cause it’s just awesome and those are my relationship goals right there

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“Alright, sweetheart, deep breaths, everything’s gonna be alright.”

She follows her mother’s instructions, taking in shaky gulps of air.

Breathe in, two, three, four.

Hold, two, three, four.

Breathe out, two, three, four.

Hold, two, three, four.

“Feeling better?”

She nods slowly, then immediately shakes her head.

“No, this is a disaster!”

Blake finally gives up on keeping her dress unwrinkled, sitting down on the floor next to her.

“Angel, everything’s gonna be alright, I don’t even know why you’re freaking out so much. You’re marrying your best friend. You two love each other so much, and you’re gonna be so happy, there’s nothing to worry about.”

She sniffles.

“But there are so many people, Mommy. And they’re all gonna be looking at me. You know I’m not good at the mushy stuff when I have eyes on me, they make me nervous. This is supposed to be perfect, and instead, we had to invite a hoard of insignificant Suits and entitled bitches, all for business. We already give them so much, why couldn’t we just keep this to ourselves?”

She sighs, and brings her daughter closer to her body, crushing her in a hug.

“Cause the world sucks, and it’s all part of the business. You and Tom have been on a break from acting for three months now, and you’ll stay there for another year at the very least. These Suits like to feel like they’re important, and inviting them to events like these keeps up a good relationship for when you come back.

“Besides, who cares about them? You’ll have to shake their hands once at the reception when you’re making your rounds and then it’s over. Don’t let a handful of idiots ruin the best day of your life.”

(Y/n) nods, gently wiping at her eyes, then crawls until she’s in front of the mirror.

“Well, at least we know the waterproof makeup works.”

Blake just smiles.

—

When Ryan first sees (Y/n) he has to pinch his thigh to keep himself from outright sobbing.

“Hey, no! No, no, no, you’re not allowed to cry, because if you cry, I cry, and if I cry, I’ll trip on my dress. These heels are tall, keep yourself together for both our sakes.”

It’s hard, it’s very hard, that’s his little girl, his sweet little daffodil, and she’s gonna sail off into the sunset with the love of her life.

“Alright, let’s do this shit. Try not to fall.”

He’s glad to see that Tom starts crying the second he sees her, so really it isn’t emotional weakness as much as it is the (Y/n) In A Wedding Dress Effect™. 

(Y/n) manages to stay composed the whole walk, although her eyes are shining quite a lot.

“Thomas, if you hurt her, I will do something so unspeakably cruel to you that Satan himself will shudder.”

Tom looks at him with a face full of betrayal.

“What if she hurts me?”

“Oh, she most certainly will, you’re much more emotionally fragile than she is. That’s why I know that if you hurt her, it’ll be over something big, and therefore I’m legally allowed to fuck you up.”

(Y/n) kisses his cheek happily.

“Thank you, Daddy, the shovel talk was long overdue.”

It was actually part two of the shovel talk: wedding edition, but she doesn’t need to know that.

—

Taylor reaches into her purse and passes Harry a tissue, eyes still focused on the happy couple in the front.

This is it, right here.

The way (Y/n)’s looking at Tom like he’s the second coming of Christ. Tom rubbing his thumbs on her hands cause he just can’t stop touching her. The way they keep tapping each other three times, an endless loop of I love you I love you I love you. 

This is what she’s been trying so hard to describe her whole life.

It gets her a little emotional…to remember the little girl who used to gape at her, and who’s now a badass independent woman marrying the person of her dreams.

It’s a lot.

And if she feels like she’s one strong gust of wind away from an emotional breakdown, she can’t even imagine how Blake and Ryan are faring.

“I understand that you’ve written your own vows. Tom, if you’d like to go first…”

He nods and clears his throat, wiping his sweaty hands on his pants before grabbing (Y/n)’s again.

“Do you remember the night we met? When you were crying over a movie and I took you to Burger King to cheer you up?”

She rolls her eyes and Taylor can relate, honestly. The whole world knows that story at this point.

“Vividly.”

He smiles so softly that Taylor’s itching to pull out her notebook and start writing.

“I’ve never told you how I fell in love with you. I always told myself I’d tell you the story in our wedding vows, so here it is. From the moment we left the afterparty, you kept ranting about the movie, about how it’s gonna end, about your theories… And I loved listening to them. There was one moment though, where you just took a huge bite out of your cheeseburger, while mid-rant… and on everyone else, that would’ve looked disgusting, but your eyes were shining so bright, and you were giving me your full attention and that…that was when I knew I loved you. And I would keep loving you for the rest of my life, 'cause there’s no one else in the world who could pull me in as completely as you do, even though there was ketchup dripping down your chin.”

(Y/n) blinks back tears, eyes wide.

“Oh, you fucker.”

That’s love, Taylor’s sure of it.

—

Now, to be perfectly honest, Harrison thinks those vows were shit.

Seriously?

You looked disgusting but I still thought you were hot?

That’s his big wedding speech?

As the good Best Man he is, he’s considering smacking Tom upside the head and making him start over.

He’s not expecting (Y/n) to like it to the point of tears, though.

Like, I’m sorry, but what the fuck?

He’s lucky he’s an actor cause no ordinary person would’ve been able to keep the confusion out of their face, and you don’t want a hoard of confused people on your wedding pictures.

(Y/n)’s turn now, and hopefully, she’ll do better.

“I promise that your ability to cook, clean, and remind me to eat only make up sixty per cent of why I’m marrying you.”

Harrison has to fight back the urge to sigh and facepalm.

“I wasn’t planning on liking you, let alone falling as deeply in love with you as I did. My plan was to hate you, make all my fans hate you, and do it fast enough that Marvel would have no choice but to replace you with Andrew again.”

From the audience, Andrew laughs.

“But unfortunately for me, you’re not easy to hate, and let me tell you, I tried really hard. You slithered your way into my heart like a particularly stubborn snake and I had no choice but to let you carve out your home within me and prepare myself for the inevitable heartbreak.

“That still hasn’t happened. For some reason, you’ve chosen to ignore the fact that I’m a barely-functioning sarcastic bitch whose favourite way of showing love is through insults and slaps on the ass. 

“I don’t know why you chose me, and I expect I’ll be thanking every deity out there for the rest of eternity for putting you in my life, but I know that I couldn’t have chosen a better partner if I had tried.”

She pauses, and Harrison thinks that maybe, just maybe, at least one of them will have said nice vows.

“Also there’s no way I’m gonna live in a world where I can’t bite your ass on the daily, so you better say I do or I’ll end you.”

And he spoke too soon.

Tom still reaches behind him to grab the tissues Harrison was told to bring. Maybe his best friend was dropped on the head as a child, so now everything makes him emotional.

—

Nikki keeps her eyes firmly on her son and daughter-in-law as they flit around the room greeting their guests. She and Blake have made it into a game of sorts.

Every time (Y/n) wipes her hands on her dress after shaking hands with a Suit, Tom pulls her back by the waist, or the happy couple are asked to kiss, they take a sip of the very expensive and very tasty red wine provided for them.

The sound of clinking glasses feels the air once again and Blake tilts her glass.

“Bottoms up!”

And that’s one more glass finished. How far along are they now? Five? Six? She looks around at the empty bottles. Maybe a little bit more.

“Oh, my God, I’m so glad it’s over if I had to deal with another second of that, this wedding would have turned into a remake of Saw!”

(Y/n) slumps down heavily onto the chair, toeing off her heels until she can bring her knees to her chest and lean on the backrest.

“Why did we have to have a wedding? We should’ve just eloped. It would just be us, maybe I’d fly us out to Iceland and we could get married in a hot spring, I’m sure the water would do wonders to relax us, no?”

Nikki fills up her glass and hands it to (Y/n), who immediately downs it.

“Look on the bright side, tomorrow morning, you’ll be on a flight to Syros and one step closer to a full month spent only with your husband and the inordinate amount of cats on that island.”

Nikki’s been there. It’s amazing. They should plan a family holiday there.

“I agree.”

Oh, she’s talking out loud now.

“Yes, you are. But Nikki!”

(Y/n)’s eyes brighten, and she feels her arm get grabbed and pulled towards her brand new daughter-in-law.

“You said husband. I have a husband, I’m married!”

Yes, if someone had to marry her sweet little boy, she’s glad it was someone like (Y/n).

—

“And now, please gather around to watch Mr and Mrs Holland have their first dance as a married couple.”

While they get into place, Harry shares a look with his own husband, sitting primly at the piano, staring back at him.

When (Y/n) and Tom first came to them, shily asking them to sing If I Could Fly as their wedding song, Harry burst into tears. He just loves love, and to be a part of something as monumental as a first dance- 

He really should have said no cause Louis just started playing and Harry’s already having a hard time holding back tears. 

But the way Tom and (Y/n) stare at each other- that’s how he stares at Louis. And it’s the look he sees reflected back in his husband’s eyes every second of the day.

Love is just such a beautiful thing.

For your eyes only I’ll show you my heartFor when you’re lonely and forget who you areI’m missing half of me when we’re apartNow you know me, for your eyes only

He feels privileged to even be in the same room as them. It’s no secret that (Y/n)’s fiercely private. She loves, deeply and wholeheartedly, but not for others to see. She loves each person in their own special way, pieces of her heart are cut, shaped, and fitted to fit her feelings for everyone around her. But her love for Tom as it’s shown today is a sight to behold. 

It’s the sun after long dreary weeks. It’s the first flower bloom after months of cold, harsh weather. It’s seeing the stars out in the countryside after a life spent in the city.

It’s fragile. It’s new. It’s special. It’s lovely.

Harry loves love, but he thinks that right now, he may love their love the most.

—

Georgia takes yet another sip of the very expensive but very tasty champagne offered.

To be honest, she didn’t want to come. Weddings are boring, if not for the open bar, and knowing that she isn’t really welcomed here isn’t making her feel particularly better. I mean, she’s met (Y/n) all of once and they mostly trash-talked the Kardashians, she can’t have made an important enough impression to be an esteemed guest.

But, the Lighthavens are an important family in the film industry, earning them an invite to the most awaited event of the year, and it would look bad if someone didn’t show up to represent them. 

Still, being twenty-seven and single, there are many things she’d rather do than sit by the open bar getting smothered by other couples’ happiness while she wallows in her own misery.

“Whiskey sour, please.”

He turns towards her.

“And refill the kind lady’s glass.”

Oh, goodie.

She barely spares him a glance, eyes still focused on (Y/n), flitting around the room.

“Enjoying the wedding?”

She shrugs.

“It’s entertaining.”

He puts a hand on his heart in fake offence.

“Ouch. As the Best Man, it’s my job to ensure everyone’s having the time of their lives, so tell me, what can I do to make this night more enjoyable for you?”

She turns towards him, taking in the ruffled blonde hair, white shirt sleeves folded up to his forearms, vest and tie discarded somewhere.

“Actually, your job is to stop any upcoming crisis so the groom doesn’t get blamed and inevitably murdered by his newly-aquired wife.”

She steals the whiskey from his hand and starts drinking it. He blinks dazedly but dutifully orders another.

“Your unhappiness could quickly become a crisis, though. As much as she hates to admit it, (Y/n) doesn’t like it when people are miserable, especially when she’s having so much fun.”

She sighs.

“Do you know who I am?”

Panic shoots through Harrison’s eyes. It’s fleeting, and it’s subtle, but it’s real.

“Am I supposed to?”

Interesting.

“You’re telling the truth.”

He shrugs.

“(Y/n)’s motivated me to be more honest, although I can’t quite see the benefits she’s always raved about as of yet.”

She smirks into her glass.

“You genuinely have no idea who I am.”

A single mention of him from her lips and his acting career would shoot through the roof.

“I’m sorry. Although from how happy you look, maybe I’m not?”

“What’s it gonna be?”

He’s saved by the bell.

“All the unmarried people out on the floor I wanna see which unlucky bastard will have all grandmas pinching their cheeks and cooing cause they're next.”

A collective groan was heard throughout the crowd.

“If it helps, there’s a hundred-dollar bill in the bouquet that you can keep.”

That got people moving.

Harrison takes a look at her ring finger.

“Not gonna join?”

“If you out me as single, I’ll end you, there’s no way I’m doing this.”

He shrugs.

“Suit yourself. I’ll be back as soon as I’ve broken whatever fight will undoubtedly come from this bouquet tossing.”

He stands on the sideline, ready to stop things from escalating.

The bouquet lands in his hands.

(Y/n) squeals.

“Oh, fuck yeah! Even with my back turned my aim is impeccable.”

Tom pushes him forward when Harrison’s reluctant to move and whispers something in his ear.

Georgia doesn’t break eye contact while he walks towards her and takes a lavender rose out of the bouquet.

“Here. It matches your dress.”

Alright so maybe weddings aren’t that bad.

—

It’s a testament to his patience that Tom waited until the hotel door is closed before pressing (Y/n) up against the wall and getting started on his Wedding Night Ravishing.

“Fuck, I can’t believe we actually pulled it off.”

She mumbles through their kisses and to be fair, he kind of can’t either.

“I swear to God- we got him the perfect fucking girl- if he doesn’t invite Georgia on a date- fuck, baby- I’ll kill him myself.”

He starts trailing kisses down her neck, slowly unzipping her wedding dress.

It’s pretty, and it’s special, and it has pockets, he’s not gonna rip it, thank you very much, he wants to have ‘just got married’ sex tonight.

“Georgia’s a tough one to get to, you said it yourself. He’ll have to work for it.”

She pulls his hair harshly until they’re eye to eye and he moans. His pupils are probably about as blown as hers right about now.

“You had to work for me.”

He licks his lips and her eyes trail on the movement, mouth falling open unconsciously.

“And what a good fucking decision that was.”

And if there’s one thing that never fails to get her going, it’s that.

“How loud do you think you can make me scream before the other residents complain?”

Challenge fucking accepted.

—

(Y/n) lowers her sunglasses a tad, wanting to take in her husband in all his blazing glory, no filter in between them.

Whoever invented honeymoons was a fucking saint. One month of a near-constantly naked Tom more than eager to fuck her into the nearest solid surface made for a very happy (Y/n).

Currently, she’s sunbathing on a pool chair with a mimosa while Tom is swimming laps in the pool. Or was. Now he’s getting out and the water’s trailing down every single inch of him and suddenly she’s not as thirsty for champagne and orange juice-

“Princess, are you listening?”

Her eyes flit back up to his face.

“Don’t ask me the colour of anything, this isn’t fair, you’re distracting.”

He chuckles and climbs over her, tasting the mimosas right out of her mouth.

“I’m distracting? You’re distracting! Do you know how hard it was to swim my usual laps while you’re just laying here, happy and calm and naked and mine?”

She grins smugly.

“I can feel how hard it was, yeah. I’d ask if you’re up for it, but I kind of already got that answer, so you should just hurry and get it in.”

For a few more glorious seconds, she gets lost in the kiss and in his hands moving along her body, getting so close, so close-

“No, but actually I did get out of the pool for a reason.”

In the back of her mind, she remembers Harry in that one concert saying this is called edging after stopping Kiwi for the millionth time, and the way Tom grabbed her waist and pulled her towards him, smiling in interest. 

If she weren’t such a good person, she would have kicked him in the balls for that.

Unfortunately, she needs those, so.

“Haz got a date with Georgia.”

Her jaw drops open and she slaps his arm happily.

“What the fuck, are you serious? Tom! This means it worked! We got them together! We’re the best fucking matchmakers in the world!”

Tom chuckles and flips them over until she’s straddling him, running his hands from her knees to her waist, where they dig in just a little.

Great idea, if you ask her.

“Calm down, darling, it’s just one date.”

She hums.

“That’s what I said about you, and now look at where we are. We’re married and on our honeymoon.”

His eyes all but sparkle at that.

“We are. We’re married. I’m your husband, and you’re my wife, and we’re married.”

She leans down, can’t stop herself from snogging his face off when he looks so sweet and happy at the prospect of spending eternity by her side.

“And we’re gonna live happily ever after, right?”

“And we’re gonna live happily ever after, princess.”

---

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Dating Walker Scobell ( actress!reader)

♡ you two knew each other through social media as he got very popular through playing Percy Jackson, while you got very popular by playing Lucy Pevensie in the new series ' The Narnia Chronicles '

♡ you two first met through your mutual friend group ( consisting of Momona Tamada, Mckenna Grace, Malia Baker, Aryan Simhadri, Dior Goodjohn, Charlie Bushnell, Leah Sava Jeffries, Xochitl Gomez )

♡ Walker being the fun guy he is, instantly charmed you, just as you charmed him with your sweet, bubbly sunshine personality

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♡ getting teased by your friends, yet they absolutely adore you two together

♡ venting to ech other and understanding the stress of being well known at such a young age

♡ lots of hugs and cuddles ( 🤚he is a cuddler, fight me on this 🤚)

♡ playing with his hair and him just relaxing in your arms

♡ forehead kisses ( especially since he keep growing and growing)

♡ A LOT of ship edits before you got public and especially after going public

♡ getting asked about each other by fans and interviewers

♡ supporting each other and each other's projects more than your own ( and getting slightly scolded for it but doing it either way :) )

♡ talking about each other to family,friends and sometimes to fans ( and them gushing over your cuteness )

♡ being a power couple

♡ getting called the " young Ryan Reynolds and Blake Lively " bc 1) you two are just as cute as them 2) Walker reminds everyone of Ryan where as you charming lil cutie remind people of Blake 3) both famous young actors

♡ lots of texting and phone calls once you're both filming your own projects

♡ resulting into being quite clingy with each other when you reunite again

BONUS: shows / movies I had in mind for y/n :

Abby Litmann ( Ginny & Georgia ) , Enid Sinclair ( Wednesday ), Lucy Pevensie ( Narnia movies ) , Violet Baudelaire ( A series of unfortunate events )

I hope you liked it ♡

~ princess 🌸

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[talkfastromance4]

That's My Girl--Jake Seresin (An Arrangement Series)

a/n: I realize I never stated what the name of the flower shop is called so that will be told here!

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After Reynolds picked you up from work one Friday night, Jake called you and asked if you’d like to meet him at The Hard Deck. Excited to see more of him in his friend group you said yes and Reynolds had no problem driving you there after you changed out of your work clothes at home. 

Reynolds chatted with Rhea while you raced upstairs to change and when you looked at yourself in the mirror, you really wanted to make yourself look nice. You still had leaves in your hair from an arrangement you were working on. After cleaning out the leftover leaves, you used that expensive dry shampoo Jake supplied you, washed your face and did your makeup the way Inez showed you.

You found the perfect outfit; a babydoll type black top, high-waisted light washed jeans and a black belt. Then you found a cute pair of wedges with a black floral design that wrapped around your foot and your outfit was set. Until you saw the leaf earrings winking at you on one of your dressers where your perfume is and you placed them in your ears. 

“Perfect,” you smile at yourself and admire the earrings for a moment longer before descending the stairs. 

“All set?” Reynolds asks.

“Yup. Do you think Jake would mind if I invited Serena and Dom?”

“Not at all. Do we need to pick them up?” He sounds almost hopeful.

“No, they live together so they’ll come together. But,” you touch his forearm, “I’m sure Jake will bring me home so you can drink with us if you’d like. Dom loves tequila sunrises.”

He smiles at that nugget of information and then you’re both out the door. On the way there, Serena texted they’ll meet you in a little over an hour and as you walked up the sandy walkway and through the double doors, you became nervous. There’s a lot of Navy in this bar and you stood on your tiptoes to look for your Navy guy. 

“y/n!” Penny calls from the bar.

Thankful to see a familiar face, you weave through some bodies and give her a hug over the counter. 

“Looks like you’re looking for someone,” she says. 

“I am. Have you seen Jake around?” your eyes scan around her as if he’ll magically appear just by you saying his name. 

“Him and the squad are back the billiards and darts,” Penny nods to her right. “Can I get you anything? I’ll make sure to put it on Hangman’s tab.”

You laugh nervously because you know he wouldn’t want you to pay for your drinks at all.

“Sure. I’ll just have a hard seltzer right now, with a straw please.”

She pops open the can and sticks a straw in it for you and you make your way towards the game area. Jake and Coyote are at the dartboard and Coyote has his hand over Jake’s eyes while Jake tosses his darts. He makes three bullseyes in a row.

“Is there anything you can’t do?” you ask and he whips his head around so fast while Coyote collects the darts. You feel flattered when his eyes glitter over you, a bright smile on his face. 

“Well, don’t you look mighty pretty,” he approaches you and places his hands on your waist. His eyes move to the drink in your hand. “You put that on my tab, right?”

“Yes, Penny knew to,” you nod. “But seriously, are you bad at anything?”

“We’re still trying to figure that one out,” Rooster says behind you. “We wanna find what makes him a sore loser.”

“Never will Rooster, I’m too damn good.”

You can see in his eyes that this is Hangman talking, he’s got a certain err of confidence that’s slightly borderline on cocky.

“Not very humble, are you?” you tease and that makes Rooster snort into his beer. 

When Jake looks at you, that mirth is replaced by the tender softness you’re used to and you know this is Jake. The real him. 

“Sorry, Sugar. The Navy needs the best and drills it into us, hard not to brag. Especially in front of you,” he pokes your nose.

“Can I play?” you point to the dartboard behind him. 

“Need me to show you how?” Jake flirts.

“You toss a dart at a bard, pretty simple,” you shrug. You move out of his arms to take the darts from Coyote. 

“Please beat him, he needs to be knocked down a peg or two,” Coyote encourages.

“There is a certain finesse to it, Sugar,” Jake picks up three other darts and he smirks at you. “I’d be happy to show you.”

“I’ll ask for help if I need it,” you pat his chest and move to the scuffed green tape on the floor signifying where to stand. “Ladies first?”

Coyote moves out of the way and Jake does a slight bow, his right arm extended towards the dart board as if presenting it to you.

“But of course.”

You take turns trailing each other in points but in the end, you get a bullseye and it wins you the game. Rooster and Coyote cheer behind you then run off to find the others. 

“Good job, Sugar,” Jake congratulates as you sip on your drink through your straw. 

“Thank you,” you smile sweetly.

“Did you really beat him?” Phoenix asks impressed. 

“Yeah.” You say and Jake comes up behind you, his fingers tickling your sides making you laugh. “I did.”

Phoenix glances between you two then she cocks her head to the side. 

“You didn’t let her win, did  you?”

“Oh no,” Rooster groans, “You did, didn’t you?”

When Jake doesn’t respond you turn your head to look up at him. He’s drinking his beer slowly and avoiding your eyes.

“Did you let me win?” you ask softly. He still avoids your gaze, shifting uncomfortably against you and you pout. “I want a rematch.”

“Sugar–”

You spin out of his arms and place a hand on your hip. 

“I mean it, don’t hold back.”

“All right,” he relented, “we’ll do a rematch.”

He lets you go first and you do pretty well but then his three bullseyes in a row easily overpowers you. You turn grumpy and Jake grabs your hand. 

“You told me not to hold back.”

“I know, I’m still grumpy because you let me win. Let’s go again.”

You move away from him again, he sighs as you gather the darts and take your position. You suck down the rest of your drink. You end up getting a few bullseyes yourself which impresses Jake. When it’s his turn you watch his stance and the clear focus in his eyes as he aims. 

It’s down to the final points and you plant your feet, square your shoulders and take a deep breath. You relax your arm and toss them quickly in a row, each one landing smack dab in the center. There’s silence behind you and when you turn around they’re all staring at you but Jake is smirking. 

“What just happened?” Rooster asks dumbfounded. 

“She hustled me, that’s what,” Jake grins. He saunters to you, pulls you against him by your hips and kisses you. You smile into his kiss wrapping your own arms around his shoulders and he lifts you off the ground. “Were you on a team or something?”

“No,” you murmur on his lips. “I just don’t think and hope for the best. I’m lucky.”

“Very lucky.”

You continue to kiss until you feel your phone and wrist vibrate from a text. Breaking the kiss, you glance at your watch reading a text from Serena that she and Dom have arrived. 

“Serena and Dom are here,” you tell him and he sets you back down on your feet. “I’ll be right back.” You lean up and give him a quick kiss.

“Drinks are on me, Sugar,” he calls after you.

You find Serena at the bar looking great as she always does and give her a hug.

“Where’s Dom?”

“He got distracted by Reynolds outside,” Serena smirks. 

The two of you order your drinks then she links her pinky with yours and  you lead her towards the back where Jake and his friends are. They’ve gone back to their pool game and you notice the flirtatious look of interest between Serena and Rooster. Jake’s eyes were on you and he sent a wink your way before breaking the balls. 

“I beat Jake at darts, do you want to play?” you ask Serena.

“Sure. Who’s the guy in the Hawaiian shirt?”

“That’s Rooster,” you line up for your shot, squinting one eye shut. 

“He’s hot.”

“I’ll introduce you when they’re done with pool. Don’t want to interrupt their game,” you say and throw a dart. You line up for the next shot.

“Do you think his little rooster lives up to his name?” 

“Serena!” you exclaim and you throw your dart but it smacks a guy in the back of the head a little ways away. “Oh no!”

“Ow! What the–”

You rush over to him already apologizing profusely as he rubs his head and turns around. He smiles at you then picks up the dart.

“Are you okay? I wasn’t aiming for you, I swear!” you fluster out, your voice just shy of panicking. Because of course you would be the one to hit someone with a dart.

“I would hope not, unless we’re in the hunger games or something,” he smiles. “Good thing these aren’t real darts, right?”

“Yeah, I would have felt even worse. This is why I’ll never go axe throwing.”

“You hit people in the head a lot?”

“No, I’d be worried it would fly back and decapitate me,” you shake your head and take the dart back. “I’m sorry again.”

“No blood no foul,” he shrugs then points a finger at you that’s not holding onto his beer bottle, “don’t you work at that flower shop? Rose Window? I’m John B Stokes…my grandpa Roger worked with your Grandpa John?”

The name rings a faint little bell and you’re staring at him trying to place his face.

“We used to play in the circle of their subdivision in the summer?”

“Oh yeah!” you smack your palm against your forehead at finally recognizing him. “We’d sneak freeze pops and draw treasure maps on the driveway. Wow, it’s been a long time, huh?”

“It has. My mom told me you took over the shop after he died, I was sorry to hear that.”

“Thank you, it was very rough the first few years.”

“And how’s Betty?”

“She’s…getting by,” you nod. You don’t want to go into details about her health right now. “I’ll tell her I ran into you. What have you been up to?”

“I own a surf shop along the beach with my buddy, JJ.”

“You always did like to surf, even in my grandparent’s pool.”

“Remember when we climbed that tree….”

“Woah, who’s that over by y/n?” Bradley asks while Jake is lining up for his shot.

“Who?”

“The guy and her hot friend.”

“Serena and Dom, I told ya’ll they were coming,” Jake responds and sinks the red solid in the corner pocket. 

“And you said Dom was gay?”

“Yes,” Jake responds patiently as he lines up again.

“Well, the way this dude’s looking at her says otherwise.”

That catches Jake’s attention and he looks over in your direction from his angle along the pool table. He sees Serena next to you and a guy that is definitely not Dom talking to you. He’s got a hat on backwards and is dressed like a surfer, his tanned face clearly signifies that.

You’re both smiling and laughing with Serena nodding along and piping in now and again. Jake stands up immediately to get a better look. The guy isn’t standing too close to you but he has conflicting feelings because the two of you are still figuring things out together. He trusts you, he really does, but he’s seen how men look at you when you’re out in public. 

Hell, he saw how they all looked at you when you walked into the bar now. And he knows how charming you are–you don’t realize when you are being charming and it draws them in. Like flies to honey and you’re the sweetest bit o’honey there is. You probably don’t even realize the guy is flirting with you, you’re just that nice.

What really stirs the green monster of jealousy inside him is the way the guy is looking at you because it’s the way Jake looks at you. And that just won’t do.

He has four shots left before he wins and he makes a decision to go intervene if you’re still being bothered. He sinks them in record time, winning the game. He picks up his beer bottle and takes a swig.

“We should have called you Hammerhead,” Bradley grumbles, rolling his cue stick on the table. Jake scowls at him. “You know, cause it’s a shark and pool sharks is when–”

“Yeah, I get it Bradshaw,” Jake snaps. 

“Cool, you two done?” Bob asks reaching for Jake’s cue stick.

“Have at it, Bobby,” Jake hands it off a little too roughly. He wants to intervene but he can’t really read the situation properly. 

“What’s got him upset now?” Bob scowls rubbing at his chest. “I thought y/n being around didn’t make you such a dick.”

“Some dude’s talking to his Sugar Pie,” Phoenix appears next to Rooster.

“Uh oh,” Bob sighs, racking the balls back up. 

Serena glances at Jake and gives him a look, her eyebrows raised and glances to the guy you’re talking to.

That’s his cue.

“Excuse me,” Jake makes his way towards you.

When he’s close enough, he rests his hand on your hip, pressing into you.

“Hi Serena,” he greets then curves his head so he can see your face. “He Sugar.”

A testing glance to the guy who is also sizing him up. 

“Jake! This is John B, we grew up and played together. Our grandparents were neighbors,” you explain excitedly.

“Really? That’s nice,” he cocks his head back in a normal position and makes a show of lifting his hand on your hip to John B. “I’m Jake.”

John B takes his hand and it’s a firm grip, both of them squeezing as hard as they can. Jake’s impressed, but only a little. 

“I heard,” John B nods to his service khakis. “Air Force?”

“Naval aviator,” Jake stiffens.

“Damn, that’s badass, man,” John B says. 

“What do you do?”

“I own a surf shop just down the beach. I rent out paddle boats if you’d like to try them sometime,” John B is speaking to you. 

“Those aren’t really safe,” Jake shakes his head.

“I’ve always wanted to try those! Serena, let’s do it sometime,” you say.

“Sugar, I don’t think–”

“And you and Rooster can come, it’ll be a fun double date,” you’re literally bouncing in excitement. Your eyes are wide as you look up at him.

‘Double date’ puffs Jake’s chest up a little, he gives a subtle nod to John B.

“Sure, anything you want Sugar.”

“Come by anytime,” John B says unfazed. “I gotta get back with my friends but it was good to see you again, y/n. And nice meeting you, Serena.”

“You too,” Serena smiles.

“Jake,” John B nods, then he touches your shoulder before heading back to his corner. 

“Did you win at pool?” you ask just as Jake starts leading you back to the others. 

“Of course I did. I think we should introduce Serena and Rooster, don’t you think?”

“Ugh, please! I’m foaming at the mouth,” Serena follows and downs the rest of her drink. 

Once you’re all back with the squad, Bradley stands up from his stool when he sees Serena approaching.

“Serena, this is Roos–”

“Bradley,” he interrupts, clearing his throat. “You can call me Bradley.”

“What if I want to call you Rooster?” Serena smiles.

“That works, call me whatever you want, honey,” he flirts. “Can I get you another one?”

“Please,” Serena grins and leads the way to the bar. Bradley places his hand on the small of her back and they disappear in the crowd. 

“Well, guess we’re chopped liver,” you giggle and hop up onto the stool next to Phoenix. 

“What’s the story with you and John B?” Jake asks, Phoenix winces but he ignores her. 

“What story?” you straighten his collar. He removes your hand so he can lace your fingers together.

“Did you two have a summer romance at one point or something?”

“No? Why would you think that?”

“He was flirting with you, sweetheart.”

“No, he wasn’t,” you shake your head. But when you glance over Jake’s shoulder  you lock eyes with John B and you frown. “Was he?”

“With his eyes, yes, he was,” Jake nods.

“His eyes?” Phoenix snorts.

“Do you mind? We’re having a conversation here, Phoenix,” he snips.

“Hey, you two came by me but I’ll leave. Don’t let your jealousy take over, it’s not a good look, Bagman,” she pats his shoulder as she sidles past him. 

“Wait a minute, you’re jealous that I was talking with him?” you ask and he sighs, his eyes downcast. “Jake?” You place a finger under his chin, lifting it gently.

“Maybe a little. He was looking at you the way I do, I didn’t like it,” he admits. Never in a million years would he think he’d admit to being jealous but you’re altering his code. 

“You wanna know something?” you remove your hand from his and slip your arms around his neck and pull him closer so he’s between your legs. 

“What?”

“I don’t look at anyone else the way I look at you,” you whisper. “Do you know how many women stare at you when we’re together?”

“No, I don’t see anyone but you, darlin’,” he grins.

He’s surprised when you initiate the kiss, your fingers tangling in his hair.

#an arrangement series #an arrangement #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin fanfiction #hangman x reader #hangman fluff #jake x reader #jake and sugar #top gun fic #top gun maverick writing

[i23kazu]

say no to this

warnings – mentions of abuse in passing, it's not descriptive. also diluc cheats on you. honestly i'd tag this as suggestive because there's a bit of IMPLIED sexy times in this one but i didn't write it in!

characters – diluc x fem!reader [can be read as gn!reader if you'd like, but feminine terminology (wife, mother, etc) is still there]

a/n – the second part of my hamilton au! all lyrics go to lin manuel miranda, i don't take credit for any of it. i had to rewrite some parts of the song to fit the au! please reblog if you enjoyed this! the song is "say no to this" from hamilton :3 link to series post.

There's nothing like summer in the city, Ying thought. Someone under stress meets someone looking pretty – there's trouble in the air, even you can smell it. Our dear Ragnvindr's by himself: I think I'll let him tell it.

( diluc's pov )

I hadn't slept in a week – I was weak, I was awake. You've never seen a bastard orphan more in need of a break. Between longing for Jean and I was missing my wife – that's when Miss Donna Reynolds walked into my life.

The girl said, " Mr Ragnvindr, I know you are a man of honor. I'm so sorry to bother you at home, but I don't know where to go, and I came here all alone."

Reynolds added, "My husband's doin' me wrong. He's been beatin' me, cheatin' on me, and mistreatin' me. But suddenly he's up and gone, and I don't have the means to go on."

I sighed. The Reynolds family was a notoriously broken one – James Reynolds was a gambler and a drunkard, a wife beater, even. Donna Reynolds took the brunt of it all.

Therefore, I offered her a loan and offered to walk her home – I was luckily she lived close by, otherwise I wouldn't have offered in lieu of the mountains of paperwork that welcomed me in my abode. Once we were out on the streets, Donna tapped my shoulder.

"Yes?"

"Oh, nothing – you're too kind, sir."

I felt a deep pity for her life, and gave her thirty bucks that I had kept away.

"I live a block away," she said. "This one's mine, sir."

Donna walked up the steps to her home, breath trembling. She placed her hand on

Then I said, "Well, I should head back home. Goodni-"

What I wasn't expecting was the matriarch of the Reynolds family to grab my wrist tightly, and pull me into her house.

"Mrs Reynolds, I really should be going-"

"Just follow me, Diluc." Donna turned red, and led me to her bed.

(WAHOO SEXY TIMES WAAAOW i'm not writing this shit.)

That was when I began to pray. Archons, show me how to say no to this. How do I not know how to say no to this? Barbatos, she looks so helpless. (And her body's saying, "Hell, yes.)

No, show me how to say no to this.

I don't know how to say no to this!

In my mind, I promise you, (Y/N) – I'm trying to go, but all of a sudden her mouth was on mine, and I don't say no.

I couldn't say no.

On my account, I wish I could say that was the last time – I know, I said that last time, but it became a pastime. A month into this endeavor with Donna, I received a letter from a Mr. James Reynolds, even better. It said:

"Dear Sir, I hope this letter finds you in good health And in a prosperous enough position to put wealth In the pockets of people like me down on their luck You see, that was my wife who you decided to-"

Fuuuuuuuu-.

"Uh oh, you made the wrong sucker a cuckold So time to pay the piper for the pants you unbuckled And hey, you can keep seein' my whore wife If the price is right, if not I'm telling your wife."

I hid the letter and I raced to her place. I screamed, "How could you?" in her face, but she said;

"No, sir!"

Donna was half dressed and apologetic: a mess, she looked pathetic, she was crying.

"Please, don't go, Diluc!"

"So was your whole story a setup?" I asked angrily, throwing the letter into her face.

"I don't know about any letter!"

"Stop crying, archons, dammit, get up!"

"I didn't know any better!"

"I am ruined! My career is ruined." I wanted to tear my hair out in that moment.

"Please, don't leave me with him helpless!" Donna was sobbing into my lap.

"I am helpless, how could I do this?"

"Diluc, please – just give him what he wants and you can have me!" I don't want you.

"Whatever you want, if you pay, you can stay! Please!"

Barbatos, show me how to say no to this. I don't know how to say no to this.

But this situation's helpless, right? Who am I to deny a person in need?

"There is nowhere I can go!" Donna cried. I couldn't think straight anymore, and I kissed the girl on my lap.

To tell you the truth, when her body's on mine, I don't say no. I can't say no.

Say no to this, Diluc.

Yes.

"So?" James Reynolds smirked, in my mind. I could picture that gleeful grin of that man when I give him the money.

Nobody needs to know. I'm sorry, (Y/N).

wahoo sorry i put this story on hold for so long!! hope yall enjoyed and dont worry the next part will definitely be better <3 please reblog with tags and comments :") i wont tag this with the astronetwrk tag because this is suggestive ueueue

#diluc x reader #diluc x fem reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #mildly suggestive – this part is about cheating tbh. #also emotional and physical abuse is mentioned #so i'd be warned if i were yall :") #you can search up the lyrics to Say No To This (Hamilton) if you want to see the premise of this story #[📝 stewardess' notepad!] #hamilton #hamilton au

[multifamdomfan12]

Tom Holland Masterlist

Fic Recs

Imagines

tom holland posted a picture

 four times that tom’s friends posted a picture of you and the one time tom did.

No Body, No Crime

a few months after your breakup, you call Tom crying and needing his help

show you how it’s done

you and tom take a lie detector test with vanity fair

24hrs with y/n l/n ft tom holland

vogue has you do a twenty four hours interview which tom obviously crashes

You'll Save All Your Dirtiest Jokes For Me

you make a lot dirty jokes that leave Tom wondering how you really feel about him

Beauty Secrets

You´re doing vouge beauty secrets and Tom crashes it 

From Friends To This

Tom gives you an intimate compliment that makes you question just how platonic your friendship is

tessa’s new family

Tessa getting her pupps

Hubby

Tom makes even the simplest of days amazing

Unfazed Interruption

You and Tom have always had feelings for each other but never acted on them. The two of you share a moment and almost have your first kiss together when Harrison walks in, but that doesn’t stop Tom from getting the girl of his dreams.

Ex’s and Oh’s

Sebastian drops a bomb on Tom during a livestream

Kiss tiktok

You do the TikTok trend/prank, on the boys, were you ask if people want a kiss, but really you mean chocolate kiss

Waterproof

you meet a very cute, very hot guy when you join your friend in an spontaneous trip to a frat car wash event

Fathersday card

Dad!Mob!Tom

Romantic

You and Tom are secretly dating and go on The Late Late Show to discuss your new film and some suspicious photos.

Birthday wishes

it’s june 1st and tom and y/n are simply strangers, enjoying their skiing trips in the mountains. a series of mistakes leads to them riding the airlift together only to end up stuck up there for three long hours. they instantly connect, talk the entire ride, and share a secret or two

Better than Coast Guard

Based on Our last Summer by ABBA

Puppy Love

The first time you meet your new neighbour he nearly collapses on his kitchen floor. You take care of him and the two of you become friends quickly. When Tom finds a stray dog, he comes into the animal clinic you work at to have her checked out

Mackie

any chance he gets, Anthony teases you and Tom about your relationship

Snake Affairs

Slytherin!Tom Holland x Hufflepuff!Reader

Boys Have cooties

middle school teacher!tom holland x middle school teacher!reader

A Drunk Post

The aftermath of accidentally revealing your true identity … and the identity of your boyfriend.

Downey!Reader

The Morning After

no one knows you’re dating until the boys walk in on you and Tom after your first time

professor’s sweetheart

professor holland teaches british literature at your university. you hadn’t expected much when you signed up for the course, but the experience is everything and more than you could have hoped for.

No Fighting at Christmas

You and Tom get into a fight right before your family are due to come and stay for Christmas. But all is quickly resolved when your emotions finally topple over and lead you to make up

Sister!Reader ( holland!reader, osterfield!reader, styles!Reader, mackie!Reader)

Costumes!

You and Paddy having matching costumes for Halloween!

Holland!reader

Crush

Baby!holland or a young holland!reader having a crush on Harrison and he’s playing along with it, and Tom is jealous that his sister loves his best friend more than him

Holland!Reader

pulling the sheet over you and your lover as you're kissing in bed

Osterfield!Reader

The one where Tom finds out

Holland!Reader

The Gentlemen test

Holland!Reader

Ice cream

You interrupt tom during a zoom interview because you want ice cream

First time meeting

Styles!Reader

Suprises at the panel

Mackie!Reader

Back talking and secret boyfriends Part 2

Osterfield!Reader

Boyfriend

Holland!Reader

Series

The (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds Series

A series of little fics in various interview settings following the life of one (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds, YouTuber, actress and singer extraordinaire

Safety Net

After losing his wife, Tom is left to take care of his two small children while managing a company. Finding no other option he decided to hire a nanny for them and that's how he met Y/N who herself had lost her husband in an accident. It was as if the universe had planned on to bring these grieving souls together and give them a second chance to happiness

I Got You, Babe

a one night stand with a stranger results in an unexpected pregnancy

Blurbs

Ten years

Twitter Gossip

Call me pretty

Clingy frat!Tom

Sweet Spot

Kiss Her

Livesstream emabarrasment

That goes in you?

Going to School (dad!tom)

Married?Kids? (dad!tom)

Whatever you need

Biggest Fans

Painted Picture (dad!tom)

Small Boobs

Tattoos

Smut

(Mouth)Fucking Pushups

Red Light

Every night there are a variety of customers. But this night is different. As you’re doing your usual dance routine, you notice the hottest guy you’ve seen in a while, and he is looking back at you, his eyes are burning your skin way more than the blaring stage lights. Who is this man and why do you feel this way? It’s almost like you’re doing this dance for him and his eyes only.

Mob!Tom x Stripper!Reader

Spotlight

#masterlist #tom holland #tom holland masterlist #fic recs

[sweetpeterparker]

tom holland - fics recommendation ✯

the (y/n) lively-reynolds (series) (@liberty-barnes )

→tom holland x famous!reader this is so amazing and funny PLS-

instead of you (series) (@wazzupmrstark )

→tom holland x reader (sam's best friend) (i need updates i need to know what's gonna happen)

bound to you series (@vendettaparker )

→tom holland x reader (royal AU) this is so so good (be ready to get mad at tom though)could talk about it for hours and make lots of parallels with taylor swift songs

miss americana & the heartbreak prince (series) @alltoowelltom

→tom holland x famous!reader/ fake dating/ a lot of taylor swift references... SO GOOD

slow dancing (@saturnpeter )

→tom holland x reader i'm a sucker for a slow dance, this is so cute

painted picture (@tom-holland-parker )

→single dad!tom holland x reader love the single parent trope and his daughter is the cutest ever

the worst best man (@takenbyheartstrings )

→tom holland x reader. reader and tom' s wedding, harrison being the best best man ever

the lakes (where all the poets went do die) (@indouloureux )

→tom holland x reader inspired by the lakes (ts), so good!!

getaway car (@alltoowelltom )

→tom holland x reader THIS! THIS IS ALL I NEED

cold hands, soft love (@togrowoldinv )

→tom holland x reader this feels personal as my hands are always cold

between the lines (@userholland )

→frat!tom holland x reader tw: mentions of divorce, trust issues

people i don't like part one (@totheblood )

→frat!tom holland x reader (college!au, richkid!au)

painful back, fairy fingers (@thollandsdarling )

→tom holland x reader dedicate this one to my constant need of a back massage

shaking (@spideysbae )

→tom holland x reader tw: blood, mentions of anxiety, somehow hurt/comfort

sun kissed (@mirrorwxlls -can't tag them for some reason?)

→tom holland x reader kinda of childhood friends to lovers

lucky i can't say no (@t-lostinworlds )

→tom holland x reader in the history of finding a cat and tom warming up to him SO CUTE ONE OF MY FAVS

secret (@whatevsholland )

→college!tom holland x reader. secret relationship, accidental revelation, "enemies" to lovers

traditions with a twist (@wazzupmrstark )

→tom holland x reader christmas au! meeting tom's parents, gingerbread house contest

he dies in the end (@allfandomxreader )

→tom holland x reader angst with no fluff, hurt/no comfort, what the title says

cabin confessions (@t-lostinworlds )

→tom holland x reader halloween themed, enemies to lovers, forced proximity? SO GREAT

(if you are not comfortable being tagged here, please message me so i can edit this<3)

[readtilyoudie]

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1Q84 by Haruki Murakami

A

Ahsoka by E.K. Johnston | Alias Grace by Margaret Atwood | Alice Have I Been by Melanie Benjamin | Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland by Lewis Carroll | Animal by Lisa Taddeo | Ariadne by Jennifer Saint | Artemis Fowl Series by Eoin Colfer

B

The Band by Nicholas Eames | Bitter by Akwaeke Emezi | The Boxcar Children by Gertrude Chandler Warner

C

Charlotte’s Web by E.B. White | Choke by Chuck Palahniuk | The Chosen and The Beautiful by Nghi Vo | Circe by Madeline Miller

D

The Dark Tower Series by Stephen King | Deerskin by Robin McKinley | The Dictionary of Lost Words by Pip Williams | Dietland by Sarai Walker | Dreadnought by April Daniels

E

Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine | Enders by Lissa Price | The Enlightenment of Bees by Rachel Linden

F

Fable: the Balverine Order by Peter David | Fable: Reaver by Peter David | Fairy Tales of Remnant by E.C. Myers | Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk

G

Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman | The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

H

Hamlet by William Shakespeare | Harper Connelly Series by Charlaine Harris | The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams | The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien | How To Train Your Dragon Series by Cressida Cowell | The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

I

The Illuminae Files by Amie Kaufman, Jay Kristoff | The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde | Interior Chinatown by Charles Yu | Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk | Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao

J

K

Killers of a Certain Age by Deanna Raybourn | A Knight of the Word by Terry Brooks

L

Last Flight by Liane Merciel | Loki: Where Mischief Lies by Mackenzi Lee | The Long Way To A Small, Angry Planet by Becky Chambers | The Looking Glass Wars by Frank Beddor | The Lost Girls by Sonia Hartl | Lost in the Never Woods by Aiden Thomas | Lullaby by Chuck Palahniuk

M

The Memoirs of Lady Trent by Marie Brennan | Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides | Misty of Chincoteague by Marguerite Henry

N

A New Dawn by John Jackson Miller | Night of the Living Rez by Morgan Talty | A Noodle Shop Mystery by Vivien Chien | Not Your Sidekick Series by C.B. Lee

O

Oryx & Crake by Margaret Atwood

P

The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood | Percy Jackson Series by Rick Riordan | Pet by Akwaeke Emezi | Plain Bad Heroines by Emily M. Danforth | The Portrait of Dorian Grey by Oscar Wilde | A Prayer For Owen Meany by John Irving | The Priory of the Orange Tree by Samantha Shannon

Q

R

The Reckoners Series by Brandon Sanderson | Red Riding Hood by Sarah Blakley-Cartwright | The Robber Bride by Margaret Atwood | Ruination by Anthony Reynolds

S

A Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket | The Shadow and Bone Trilogy by Leigh Bardugo | Sherlock Holmes by Sir Conan Doyle | The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants by Ann Brashares | Starters by Lissa Price | Survivor by Chuck Palahniuk | A Swiftly Tilting Planet by Madeleine L'Engle

T

The Tale of the Nutcracker by E.T.A. Hoffman | These Ruthless Deeds by Kelly Zekas & Tarun Shanker | These Vicious Masks by Kelly Zekas & Tarun Shanker | To Be Taught If Fortunate by Becky Chambers | Toil & Trouble: 15 Tales of Women & Witchcraft by Elizabeth May | Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson | The Two Princesses of Bamarre by Gail Carson Levine

U

Uglies Series by Scott Westerfeld | Until I Find You by John Irving

V

W

The Wayfarers Series by Becky Chambers | Wayward Children Series by Seanan McGuire | When Christmas Comes Again: The World War One Diary of Simone Spencer by Beth Seidel Levine | The Wicker King by K. Ancrum | William Shakespeare's Star Wars: Verily, A New Hope | A Wind In The Door by Madeleine L'Engle | The Witcher Series by Andrzej Sapkowski | The Wizards of Once by Cressida Cowell | The World According to Garp by John Irving | A Wrinkle In Time by Madeleine L'Engle

X

Y

The Yellow Wallpaper and Other Stories by Charlotte Perkins Gilman | The Young Elites Series by Marie Lu

Z

Zeus Grants Stupid Wishes by Cory O'Brien

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¿Quién resucita accidentalmente a tres brujas en Hocus Pocus?

Imagen: Columbia Pictures/Archive Photos/Moviepix/Getty Images

Acerca de este cuestionario No todas las películas de Halloween tienen que provocar escalofríos. ¡Haz este cuestionario para ver cuánto sabes sobre las mejores películas para entrar en el espíritu de Halloween sin miedos!

¿Quién resucita accidentalmente a tres brujas en "Hocus Pocus"?

máx.

Miguel

Milton

Después de mudarse de Los Ángeles a Salem, Massachusetts, Max Dennison resucita a tres brujas muertas hace mucho tiempo.

estación de bomberos

estación de policía

cafetería

Después de perder sus trabajos en la Universidad de Columbia, la pandilla de cazadores de fantasmas se instaló en una antigua estación de bomberos.

Linda

Lea

lidia

Lydia Deetz es el único miembro de su familia que puede ver los fantasmas domésticos, incluido Beetlejuice.

Sara

Winnie

Andrea

Bette Midler, Sarah Jessica Parker y Kathy Najimy interpretaron a Winnie, Mary y Sarah Sanderson en "Hocus Pocus".

harold ramis

Bill Murray

El alumno de "Saturday Night Live" Bill Murray interpretó a Peter Venkman, con Dan Aykroyd como Ray Stantz en la película de 1984.

Enconarse

Gómez

pugsley

En la versión cinematográfica de 1991 de la clásica serie de televisión, un impostor se hace pasar por Fester para buscar una bóveda oculta en la casa familiar.

gorrión

Jack Skellington

Jack cabeza de calabaza

Jack Skellington va de Halloween Town a Christmas Town en el clásico navideño de 1993 de Tim Burton.

Will Ferrell

adam sandler

Johnny Depp

Adam Sandler interpreta al Conde en la película de 2012.

muchacha

Mildred

La pobre Mildred Hubble es considerada la peor bruja de la escuela hasta que salva el día y se convierte en una heroína.

comer una rana

casarse

coser botones sobre sus ojos

En la película de 2009, Coraline debe reemplazar sus ojos humanos con botones si quiere quedarse en el Otro Mundo.

Gene Wilder interpreta a un descendiente del Dr. Victor Frankenstein en la película de 1974.

Aria

Alicia

aggie

Aggie Cromwell, interpretada por Debbie Reynolds, ayuda a Marnie con su entrenamiento como bruja, para consternación de la madre de Marnie, Gwen.

dinero

juguetes

Papá Noel

El trío de niños intenta secuestrar al propio St. Nick y arrastrarlo de regreso a Halloween Town. ¿Frank-N-Furter?

"La familia Addams"

"El espectáculo de imágenes de Rocky Horror"

Tim Curry interpreta al científico Dr. Frank-N-Furter en el clásico de 1975 "The Rocky Horror Picture Show".

1989

1999

2009

La película, sobre una niña que obtiene poderes mágicos en su cumpleaños número 16, se estrenó en 1989.

Mindy

Marnie

Marnie Piper se entera de que la brujería es un asunto familiar en el clásico de Disney de 1998 "Halloweentown".

Se convierten en ranas.

Ellos desaparecen.

Ellos mueren.

Gracias a una maldición familiar, los hombres de los que se enamoran las hermanas Owens tienen la mala costumbre de morir en la película de 1998 "Magia práctica".

un amuleto

monedas de oro

un libro

Norman debe leer un libro antiguo para proteger al pueblo de una bruja en la película de 2012.

Tordo músico

megan

Marcia

Selena Gomez interpreta a Mavis, una joven vampira que se enamora de un humano llamado Jonathan en la película familiar de 2012.

1956

1966

El clásico de Halloween salió en 1966. Con la suerte típica de Charlie Brown, su expedición de truco o trato en el programa termina con una bolsa de piedras en lugar de dulces.

Selección del cáliz de fuego

Copa Mundial de Quidditch

esfera Navideña

Un día de Halloween, los nombres de los tres campeones de los Tres Magos, más el de Harry Potter, se extraen del cáliz de fuego.

chispeante

Lugar

Sam

El joven Víctor usa electricidad para reanimar a su perro muerto, Sparky, en la película de Tim Burton de 2012.

Percy Pendlewick

Horace Nebbercracker

Stanley Stinkingham

Horace Nebbercracker vive en Monster House, que intenta comerse a DJ y sus amigos en la película de 2006.

Kim

Kate

karen

El desafortunado Edward se enamora de una mujer llamada Kim en la película de Tim Burton de 1990.

influenza

accidente automovilistico

robo salió mal

Después de que la pareja muere en un accidente automovilístico, se ven obligados a permanecer en su casa y ahuyentar a los nuevos inquilinos en la película de 1988.

Frank Sinatra

Bing Crosby

burl ives

Bing Crosby actúa como narrador del cuento, que cuenta la historia de Ichabod Crane y el jinete sin cabeza.

gato

lobo

ratón

El joven Luke se convierte en ratón en la película de 1990, que se inspiró en una novela de Roald Dahl del mismo nombre.

zoo

motel

hospital

Woody y la pandilla terminan siendo capturados por el codicioso gerente de un motel en el especial navideño de 2013. "

Ricci interpretó a Kathleen "Kat" Harvey, una joven de la que Casper se enamora en la película.

Linus

lucia

Charlie Brown

Linus se sienta toda la noche en el huerto de calabazas esperando que aparezca la Gran Calabaza en la icónica caricatura de Halloween.

#fantasmas #terror #horror #miedo #paranormal #pesadillas #demonios

[lqvesoph]

YOU

Age: 21 (born in 2000)

Job: Actress (Model, Singer)

Parents: Scarlett Johansson, Ryan Reynolds

Family Situation: Parents divorced but friends. You love your step-siblings and your step-mum Blake and step-dad Colin, no hatred between any of you

Friends: Tom Holland, Zendaya, Jacob Batalon, Timothée Chalamet, Hailee Steinfeld, Millie Bobby Brown, Johnny Orlando, Chase Atlantic, Kendall Jenner, Gigi Hadid, Taylor Swift, Sadie Sink, Joshua Bassett

Films:

Spiderman 4

• Action / Adventure

Staring: Tom Holland, Zendaya, Y/N Johansson, Jacob Batalon, Timothée Chalamet

Impossible Love (2021)

• Romance / Action

Kat Stones' family are spies. She loves her job but one day comes a mission she is definitely not a fan of. Nathan Jones. As they're both the best young spies, they have to go on a mission where they pretend to be dating. But what happens if Nate turns out to be someone else than he pretends to be. And is actually the son of the boss of the opposite organization? What complicates the situation even more is that he was actually falling in love with Kat just like she did

Staring: Y/N Johansson, Scarlett Johansson, Dylan O'Brien

Temptress (2022)

• Action / Romance

Cleo Lopez. Pretty. Hot. An. Assassin.

Aiden Rodriguez. Pretty. Hot. An Assassin.

You'd think they'd get along but their families are enemies. Both in the same business of selling weapons in the underground life of New York.

They grew up hating each other but crossed each others way a few times, with not so beautiful outcomes, hence the knife wound on his stomach or the shot wound of her thigh.

Cleo and Aiden both get handed a list of people to kill, strange that they meet during this more than once. Aiden threatens Cleo if she doesn't stay out of his way and keeps killing his people, he will kill her, same way around. Until they find out they were both handed the same list and discover something about the whole weapon business is wrong. The curious people they are, they can't stand not knowing and want to find out from who the lists come from. All this while running from the mafia and the police. So to protect themselves, they stay together.

Staring: Y/N Johansson, Tom Holland, Harrison Osterfield (Aiden's best friend)

Twilight (2012)

• Fantasy / Romance

Bella is enjoying her new life as a superpowered vampire and mother to daughter Renesmee. But family happiness is threatened again soon: Vampire Irina is convinced that a child like Renesmee could endanger the Volturi's power. As the Vampire Lords prepare to destroy this threat, Bella and the Cullens rally all allies to win the looming battle - and protect their family

Staring: Kristen Stewart, Robert Pattinson, Y/N Johansson (Renesmee)

Shows:

Shadowhunters (2016 - 2019) (3 Seasons)

• Romance / Fantasy

On her 18th birthday, Clary Fray, a normal teenager, discovers that she is a shadowhunter, a hybrid of human and angel who is supposed to fight demons. When her mother is kidnapped, Clary finds herself in a world unknown to her: Together with the experienced shadowhunter Jace Wayland and her best friend Simon, she tries to fulfill her destiny and to find her mother.

Staring: Y/N Johansson, Dominic Sherwood

Ice Princess (2017 - 2020) (2 Seasons)

• Drama / Romance

Gracie's on her way to become America's number 1 ice skating Olympic star. But after a drastic fall she's scared to go back on the ice. Her skating career seems to be over when Natasha, an older russian woman sees her skate and offers to train her with her nephew Jonas. Gracie's sceptical, mostly because Jonas Cooper is an absolute asshole but her best friend Kaya convinces her to take the chance.

Staring: Y/N Johansson, Timothée Chalamet, Sadie Sink, Blake Lively

Euphoria (2019 -) (On Going)

• Drama

Euphoria follows the troubled life of 17-year-old Rue, a drug addict fresh from rehab with no plans to stay clean. She meets and becomes friends with the new student Jules Vaughn after her withdrawal. The series focuses on the themes of friendship, sexuality, identity, trauma, drugs and love of the predominantly underage characters.

Staring: Y/N Johansson, Zendaya

Our Dark Secret (Disney TV Show) (2015 - 2017) (3 Seasons)

• Fantasy

Lily and Lia Cooper, the perfect pair of twins for everyone. The two are pretty, long brown hair, green eyes, perfect cheekbones. Both successful in school and Lily is freshly in a relationship with Noah. They seem perfect inside and out.

But they keep a dark secret. They are vampires.

Nevertheless, the two try to live a reasonably normal life until Chloe, another vampire, comes to town. The twins and their friends are thrown into chaos and it becomes more and more difficult to keep their secret.

Their friends become suspicious and find out about their dark secret. But that isn't the worst because what if a dark power occupies one of them?

Staring: Y/N Johansson (Lily), Cameron Boyce (Noah), Zendaya (Lia), Hailee Steinfeld (Chloe), Olivia Rodrigo (their friend)

Cameo's / Mini Roles:

• Captian America: Civil War (2016)

• Deadpool (2016)

• K.C. Undercover (2017)

• Avengers: Infinity War (2018)

• Stranger Things (2019)

• Avengers: Endgame (2019)

this is an upcoming tomholland x actress!reader kind of one shot series which i am VERY excited about!! this is basically my dr hahaha

I have no idea what I'm gonna call it yet, so if you have any ideas let me know <3

lemme know if you want to be tagged

#tom holland #tom holland fic #tom holland fluff #tom holland imagine #tom holland smut #tom holland x actress!reader #tom holland x reader #peter parker fluff #peter parker imagine #peter parker fanfiction #spiderman no way home #spiderman #fiction #actress

[happypopcornprincess]

The One That Got Away - Chapter Two

Summary: After assisting the new Captain America and Sargent Barnes to defeat the Flag Smashers, Joaquin Torres is on leave, visiting Sam’s family in Louisiana. He expected to make some new memories with the Wilsons and his new friend Bucky Barnes. What he did not expect, was a face from the past he was trying so desperately to forget.

But this small vacation will not be a peaceful one. New enemies are lurking in the background, and they know one thing - the only way to hit hard, is to hit home.

Pairings: Joaquin Torres x Reader

Warning: bullying, stalking, canon level violence.

Note – Meet-Cute of our two main characters! I mixed the origins of Joaquin Torres from Marvel Comics and the Marvel Cinematic Universe. I tried to research his mother and her life but it is pretty unclear in the comics, so I have assumed his mother passed away sometime before he met Y/N as he lived with his grandma in the comics.

a/n Italics are thoughts or song lyrics, Time and Flashbacks will be labeled. There are some words and sentences in Spanish and the names of some medicines and pills. A guide will be given below.

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A Sidewalk in Tuscany, 2016

Shifting to a new high school as a sophomore was already a nightmare. You didn’t want any more trouble. On the first day, you kept your head low, sat with the studious kids, didn’t each lunch, and studied your ass off. From what you learned watching Hollywood movies; bullies targeted the new kids. They throw your books in the hallways, maybe lock you in the bathroom, or won’t let you sit with them in the cafeteria. No trouble taken. So why were they following you?

You walked fast towards your house cursing under your breath. Fuck! Should have bought my bike. The thought running through your brain repeatedly.

Suddenly you were jerked back with your backpack. You fall on your back and four kids hover over you. Two girls and two guys. Fucking cheerleaders and their stupid boyfriends. The girls were dressed similarly in their cheerleader outfits. While the guys were wearing matching jerseys. You try to get up but a Burnette girl kicked you down. “I saw you in English you know?” she said. “You are such an ass kisser Y/L/N.” They laughed. “Miss Reynolds! Can we start Hamlet today? I love Shakespeare! God! You’re so pathetic.” One of the guys mocked.

“You know what happened after that Y/L/N?” The Burnette asked. “We got extra homework on the first day of school. And I hate homework.” She said as she kicked you in the ribs. You curl up, praying to God this will end soon. Burnett knows how to kick. But the second blow never came.

“I said leave her alone Kelly.”

You peek out of your cocoon to see a guy standing in front of her. In loose Jeans, a denim jacket, and a baseball cap, he looked like one of them. “Oh, come on Torres! It’s the first day of sophomore year let us have some fun!” Kelly cried out, and by fun, she meant beating the shit out of you.

“You can have your fun at Jason’s party tonight. Get high, snog someone. Let her go”

Maybe this Torres guy hit a nerve because Kelly’s face falls. “Fine! Good luck snogging her!” she said with disgust and they all walked away.

You try to get up but your torso hurts. Eyes closed, you lay there, wincing in pain on the sidewalk.

“Are you okay?” you open your eyes to see the same guy crouching beside you, his brow furrowed in worry. “Yeah, I’m fine” you reply.

After some time, he asked you “Why don’t you get up then?” You looked him dead in the eyes and said, “because I love lying down on sidewalks and getting kicked by cheerleaders.” He laughed. His laugh was intoxicating. You let out a chuckle, but your ribs hurt and you fell back into agony.

“Okay, take my hand. Let’s get you up.” He extends his hand towards you. You take it and he pulls you up. He holds you by your waist, his face inches apart from yours, “Joaquin Torres. Nice to meet you.” He smiles. You smile back at him, “Y/N Y/L/N. Nice to meet you too.”

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Present Day – Y/N’s Apartment

You walk into your apartment and throw your bag on the couch. After the crying session in your car and driving three miles, you were exhausted beyond belief. You planned to take a long, hot shower and sleep. But after you saw him for the first time in five years, you knew sleep was out of the question.

In the two years of your job at Oak Crest Memorial Hospital, you never took leave. Be it your birthday, Christmas, Easter, or Thanksgiving, you worked at the hospital. You used your shared apartment with Lexi to just sleep and do laundry.

There was a constant bet going around between your colleagues, kind of an inside joke, about when would you take a leave and why? The most popular one was that one day your entire family will walk through the hospital door and drag you to their home. You didn’t have the heart to tell them that you don’t have a family or a home anymore.

You walk to the bath and take a hot shower. You throw your blue nurse uniform in the laundry and wear a comfortable tee and PJ's and lay on the bed. Your mind was flooded with questions as to why he was with the Avengers, and what was he doing in Delacroix? As much as you remember, all his relatives lived in Mexico. And his friends were practically your friends, so none of them were living or working here. Before you could think more about him, exhaustion took over your body and you fall asleep.

You wake up to shrill laughter outside your room. Lexi must be back from the hospital. You look at the bedside clock to see it's half past six in the evening. You missed lunch. You walk out of your room to witness Lexi sitting on the couch talking on her phone, pressed between her head and shoulder while folding laundry.

“Good evening sleepyhead” she smiles at you. “Babe, I’ll call you back. Y/N is up I got to go. Love you” she puts her phone down.

“Lex I would have done the laundry why didn't you-" "Ok, I’ll stop you right there.” She points a finger at you while you take a seat next to her. “First of all, you were sleeping after doing God's work. Sometimes it's better to let your friends take care of you.”

“Thanks, Lex.” You say and pick up a shirt to fold it.

“And second of all, I heard a certain someone chased after you to the parking lot.”

Fuck.

“Lex, I-“

“No, Y/N. This is going out of hand. The whole first floor saw you walking out of the lift and the cute Lieutenant was practically screaming your name while you went to your car and left. Everyone was asking me if he was your boyfriend.”

You fold the shirt neatly and keep it on a pile. “He is a friend from High School. And I was exhausted... so I... was in a hurry” You reply after thinking it thoroughly in your head.

“Oh my god!” She squeezes your hand, “You dated him?” she looks at you with wide eyes and holds you by your shoulders, “You dated an Avenger????”

“He’s not an Avenger. He’s in the Air Force” you look at her.

“So, you dated him.” She asks again. You dated him. Five years ago. You hopelessly fell for him ever since the day he saved you from getting beaten to a pulp by Kelly Rivers. You loved him. And he loved you too, with every inch of his heart, Before you broke it. But you can’t say that, can you?

“Dammit Y/N! Tell me everything!!” she sits cross-legged on the couch facing you with her face on her palms.

You’ve tried so hard to forget him. So hard to pretend you don't love him anymore. The sidewalk, the diner, the balcony, the lakeside, like a tidal wave, all the memories washed over you. You take a deep breath, “We dated in High School for a while.” Your voice breaks, as you look at her with watery eyes.

Lexi’s face fell. “You love him.” She realizes. You were on the verge of tears when she hugged you. “I’m so sorry love” she rubs your back. "He loved me Lex, and I loved him so much” You grab her shoulders and weep.

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Wilson’s Residence

Sarah was more than welcome to have Bucky and Torres along with his brother for the visit. Bucky took Torres, AJ, and Cass for Ice Cream and a tour around the town. When they came back, Sarah and Sam made them a big dinner and glared at anyone who didn’t ask for seconds. She was sweet and caring, a little scary sometimes. She reminded Torres of his Abuela, who was currently living at their home in Tuscany.

“So, you’re telling me they let Walker walk away with everything. And now he’s the US Agent?” Sarah asked while sipping beer. AJ and Cass were busy asking Sam about his new adventures as Captain America. Bucky, Torres, and Sarah sat at the table sipping beer and sharing stories.

“Seems so," Bucky replied, "I have no idea how he got the position of US Agent, but I hope he uses his brains for this.” Sarah laughed. Bucky was a humorous person if given the right company.

“So Torres, Sam told me you are from Mexico?” Sarah asked.

“Yes. I was born there. My mother, me, and my grandmother came to this country when I was six. And they made their way. It was hard, but I grew up under their love and care and I am grateful for everything they did for me. After my mother passed away, Abuela is the only one I have”

“I’m so sorry Torres,” Sarah said.

“It’s alright. Abuela never lets me feel her absence, always calling me and complaining about how I’m getting skinny day by day.” They laughed.

“You know my ma would never let me and Steve get out of the house with an empty stomach. When we would return home after playing in the streets, she would have cookies ready for Steve to take home. Punk would always refuse until ma gave him a death glare.” There was joy in his voice but a hint of sadness in his eyes. He missed Steve; Torres knew that. The bit about losing your best friend under the craziest circumstances, he knew that very well.

Y/N looked the same as the day he helped her to her apartment on the first day of sophomore year. When he asked her if he could meet her the next day, she replied yes with a smile that could light up the whole damn town. The day when he walked home; he didn't notice the skip in his step until his Abuela asked about why he was skipping like a madman. It was at that moment he knew he was done for.

“… and then dad caught Sam trying to sneak into his room after the party, while I slipped inside my room and acted like I never left. The look on his face when dad gave him a piece of his mind was just horrifying” He drifted back to the conversation. He had zoned out thinking about you.

Sam walked in and said, “Okay everyone, if my sister is done discussing my childhood traumas, I’m going to bed. Torres and Bucky, you can take the couch and the mattress I laid out in the living room. Good night”

“Good night, Sam.” The three said in unison.

After Torres and Bucky helped Sarah clean the dishes, they went to sleep. Bucky on the couch, Torres on the mattress laid out beside it. As silence settled, Bucky asked, “So, are you going to talk about the dame in the elevator or should I ask you?”

“There is nothing to talk about Bucky,” he replied.

“What’s her name?”

“Y/N”

"Hmm, pretty name," he said. After some time, he continued,

“You know, I dated this girl once.”

Oh god

“Dottie Underwood. She was a doll until she went off and got married to a rich bloke without telling me. My first heartbreak. Steve cooked and fed me for days because I wouldn't get out of bed. I cried myself to sleep every night” Torres remained silent.

“You love her, don’t you?” he asked again.

“We dated in High School, that was it.”

“Oh, come on, I saw the way you looked at her. The same way I looked at Dottie, and Steve looked at Peggy.”

Torres stayed silent. He adjusted his pillow and kept staring at the ceiling. Bucky didn’t say anything.

“I heard you were quite the ladies’ man back in your day. What do you think I should do?” He asked.

Bucky let out a chuckle “Call her?”

“I don’t know if she has the same number as before, I don’t know if -”

“Where did you meet her Torres”

“What?”

“Where did you meet her?”

“At the hospital”

Torres waited for Bucky to answer. “Bucky?” he didn’t reply.

“Hospital it is” saying so, he pulled up his blanket and fall asleep.

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Outside Y/N’s apartment

He leaned on a lamp post scrolling on his phone with headphones on, as he looked at her sitting on the couch, watching television.

“Robin, I’m telling you she is a better target.” He speaks. “I foll­­owed Wilson to his sister’s house, it’s too secure. Plus, the winter soldier and the lieutenant are staying there, along with Wilson. If we attack them, we won’t survive.”

"She's a nurse, I don't know where you're going with this.” Robin, his associate, says. They were given code names when they were sent out on this mission. He never met her, it would be too risky to meet, and worse if they got caught doing so.

“I searched her out. Her name is Y/N Y/L/N. She grew up in California before moving to Tuscany with her parents seven years ago. Torres attended the same school as her. They were high school sweethearts.”

Robin laughed. “Our target is Wilson. Not Torres.”

“What do you think will happen if we ask for Wilson in exchange for Y/N. We won’t have to do anything. He will do our work.”

Robin was silent. “I have to ask the boss about this. Keep watching her. The plan sounds good to me.”

“I will.” He replies.

“And Horus,” Robin says to him, “One world-"

“-one people.” He completes the slogan.

End of Chapter Two. Chapter Three

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[liberty-barnes]

can you please give us an update on (y/n) lively-reynolds and tom i’m so curious on how they’re doing. Or if they have a child????

Happy to!

So, it's been a little over half a year since Tom and (Y/n) got married, so they're just enjoying this new step of their lives. They had their extended honeymoon (Tom had to stop (Y/n) from stealing all the cats in that island, it was not an easy feat), and came back home where Tala was eagerly awaiting their return after staying at her grandparents'.

Christmas and New Year's were once again spent at their house, where they got a frankly ridiculous amount of dog toys. Harrison, however, is no longer allowed to give them presents that they will open publicly. No, I will not elaborate. But it was bad enough that Georgia almost broke up with him.

(Speaking of which, the date did in fact go great. Harrison Osterfield and Georgia Lighthaven are the new power couple since Tom and (Y/n) dropped off the face of the world. They call them Gerrison.)

They don't have children yet, decided to just enjoy their time together for now, but they've had a serious discussion about it. They knew they wanted children, but after much talking and researching, decided to go for adoption instead of biological. They don't care how they get their children, they'll love them either way, and there's thousands of children begging for a home. They've started the process to be certified and as of Christmas morning, are now certified foster parents.

Everyone's really excited but respecting their wish to take their time.

Well...

Except for Ryan.

He keeps sending them TikToks of adoption videos and children doing cute things.

He's very excited to be a grandparent.

And also, he needs to look on the bright side of things cause fucking Tom won this year's NYE 24-hour contest and Ryan is still not over it.

But revenge will be sweet once he becomes his grandbaby's favourite.

Fuck you, Tom, you better watch out.

#libby writes #tynlrs #the (y/n) lively-reynolds series #libby answers

[miinesweeper]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

(updated as of sept. 24, 22’)

× the breakfast club

john bender:

a class act

in which john gets back at a shitty teacher pronouns: they/them

are you alright?

in which john comforts y/n, who has chronic pain & muscle aches pronouns: they/them

allison:

dating allison reynolds includes

preferences:

how they’d help you hide a body pt. 1

part one: their reaction; how the breakfast club members would react to you telling them you killed someone warnings: mentions of death, general angst pronouns: they/them

× dexter

dexter:

rain

in which dexter surprises y/n randomly one rainy day pronouns: she/her

× diary of a wimpy kid

dating rodrick heffley includes

homecoming with rodrick headcanons

× ferris bueller’s day off

ferris:

dating ferris bueller includes

× fright night

jerry dandrige:

goodnight

in which jerry and y/n wake up together pronouns: they/them

‘evil’ ed:

night of the living ed

in which y/n asks ed to come over late at night pronouns: they/them

× harry potter

luna lovegood:

white ball

in which y/n and luna visit the empty ball room at night and dance together

preference: they find you crying

preference: realizing their feelings for you / asking you out

× i am not okay with this

nothin to see here (yet)

× it

nothin to see here (yet)

× the lost boys

poly stuff:

road trip preference

rock paper scissors

× ozark

dating wyatt langmore includes

wyatt langmore playlist

× red eye

dating jackson rippner includes

× scarlet hollow

playlists (for stella, avery, kaneeka, reese, oscar, tabitha, & wayne)

stella richmond (episode 1) icons

reese kelly icons

× shameless

nothin to see here (yet)

× stand by me

nothing to see here (yet)

× stranger things

nancy:

close call

in which nancy and y/n study together pronouns: they/them

barb:

dumbfuckery

in which y/n annoys barb pronouns: they/them

preferences:

their favorite thing about you

× super dark times

josh:

sword play

in which y/n, josh and their friends go to the park, and it gets worse from there warnings: blood & death (general angst as well) pronouns: they/them

i was in the forest, looking to see the trees

in which y/n goes to a party and sees josh there warnings: mentions of death pronouns: they/them

dating josh includes

dating headcanons for josh

allison:

down

in which y/n hangs out with their girlfriend allison, and their friends meghan and josh, and josh decides to show them his sword

pronouns: they/them

warnings: blood & death

playlists:

super dark times playlist

just songs that generally reminds me of the movie <3

josh templeton playlist

zach taylor playlist

zodiac series:

masterlist

preferences based on the twelve zodiac signs

× twdg

marlon:

a trim

in which y/n helps marlon out with his hair pronouns: they/them

finally

in which marlon and y/n make up after a fight warnings: slight angst but not really tbh pronouns: they/them

multitasking

in which marlon and y/n take rosie for a walk pronouns: they/them

playlist #1

just songs that remind me of him & the link to the playlist on my spotify

mitch:

cold

in which mitch and y/n snuggle away the cold of winter pronouns: they/them

louis:

wish you were here

in which louis and y/n, a guitar player who made their way to ericson, duet together pronouns: they/them

preferences:

how they react to being picked up

ericson boys’ reaction to feminine compliments

ericson boys’ reaction to fem!s/o beating them at an arm wrestle

ericson kids with an s/o who’s flirty but flustered easily

reaction to their s/o getting hurt

extra:

always keep moving

twdg zodiac series:

masterlist

twdg season 4 preferences based off zodiacs

× watching the detectives

nothin to see here (yet)

× wayward pines

nothin to see here (yet)

× x-files

dating fox mulder includes

#masterlist #the breakfast club #dexter #ferris bueller's day off #fright night #harry potter #it #loser's club #The Lost Boys 1987 #ozark #scarlet hollow #stranger things #super dark times #twdg #x files #shameless #rodrick heffley

[angeli-marco-writes]

The Stolen Moments: Chapter 3 - Confidence

A/N & WC - I do not know Tom, Jake or Ryan, nor do I claim to. This is a work of fiction. Series masterlist. 5k words.

Warnings - very angsty towards the end, Ryan Reynolds being Ryan, allusions to slutshaming and assault, talk of loss of a family member and Jake's films prisoner & southpaw.

Summary - Your date with Tom is fast approaching, you turn to your dad for some fatherly advice, and his friends for some better advice, considering your dad's crisis over your first date. Will your confidence carry you through your anxieties?

“Dad, can you help me choose an outfit?”

“Course I can sugarplum, just, why?”

His words die out with a faint trail and are followed by senseless mutterings about what’s on the telly. She sighs, completely exasperated, her robe wrapped incessantly tight around her body as she thunders her footsteps around the house until she reaches the living room. He’s got a game on, a glass of water gripped tightly in his fist and bound to go all over the floor in three… two… one…

“COME ON!” he screams.

Thankfully, only a drop or two falls to the floor, the rest of it spills onto Boo Radley, prompting Jake to discard his drink and leap up from the sofa, instantly seeking out his pupper, scooping him up and cooing apologies amongst kisses.

“I’ve got that date tonight, I told you. Then again, you were rather drunk, so that’s my bad.”

Shrieking with excitement he flings his arms around his daughter. “My Y/N’s first date! Oh this is so exciting, I’ll help choose your outfit right now.”

Jake doesn’t leave games for anything, especially not in such a sprightly manner, so when he turns the TV off and practically bounces into her room, she can't help but feel special. Maybe telling him it’s Tom right now wouldn’t be such an awful thing.

“First... who, where, when, why? And are they a he or a she... or a they?”

“He is someone you don’t need to worry about, he’s just taking me out to dinner at some Italian place on Greenwich, and I told him to meet me there at seven.”

“Why isn’t he collecting you?”

“What do you think?” She glares at him and gesticulates wildly all around. Not necessarily the mess of her bedroom but more just the whole… house. Awards with her dad's name on them, family photos with all the Gyllenhaals, the easily recognisable dogs, the general Jake-ness to the place, and a framed picture of him and Heath Ledger, a man who was just as much family to them as anyone she’s known. Well, all of that is the reasoning she gives Jake, cautiously omitting the fact of the matter that Tom would in fact recognise her block and her home the second he arrived outside in decent enough light due to the fact he was just here yesterday.

“And besides, who knows if we can trust him to know the secret?”

“This is how I know you’re my daughter,” he smiles warmly, “you’re really damn smart.”

“I know,” she chimes, “and I already told him the rules.”

“Good girl. Now show me those outfits.”

Having spent far too much money shopping days earlier, her closet is overrun with dresses she doesn’t need and will likely never wear. Jeans, too, and they certainly won’t be helpful tonight. She knows what Tom likes, what he wants, the sort of style he likes on a girl: hip, minimalistic (she means that in a literal sense), sleek. That isn’t her style, not at all, so it’s all about finding a happy medium.

By the end of ninety minutes, she fears her door might drop off its hinges from the amount of opening and shutting it does between outfit changes for her, none of which worked out. Mini dresses, midi skirts, blouses, crop tops, co-ords, nothing seemed to work, not even the trouser suit she’s been saving for a special occasion. Many outfits a young woman wouldn’t even dare to try on in front of her father, but Jake gives honest advice, nothing about wearing a longer skirt or telling her she’s showing too much chest. She’s always been taught that it’s her body and to do what she wants with it, wear what she wants to, act how she wants to, and should anything happen, it’s Jake’s problem, and he’ll snap them in half, a fact he willingly demonstrated the second anyone tried anything… and he swiftly put Y/N into self defense classes, so that she could take people down looking like a boss. That’s just the kind of dad he is, and he’ll never slut-shame his daughter for wanting to wear something she likes on a date.Today, his only comments are on the vibe of the outfit, on the weather and if she’ll be warm enough, whether it suits her current complexion and hair length, but with every outfit he tells her the same thing. “You look beautiful.” What sort of dad would he be if he didn’t hype up his daughter? A decisive one, that’s what, because his endless compliments do nothing to help her choose. It’s a long afternoon, and she’s soon running out of time, so Jake takes a leaf out of Tom’s book and slaps his thighs as a substitute for excusing himself, standing up, ready to leave Y/N be.

“You’ll look lovely in whatever you choose,” he declares, watching her as she turns towards him in her vanity chair, the last outfit still on her, even if the zip is now half undone. “You always do. Wear what you feel the most comfortable in, he’s stupid if he doesn’t think you’re the best girl out there. And if he hurts you tonight, tell him I’ve got a .45 and a shovel.”

“Thanks, dad,” she responds, a sad smile gracing her lips as she looks up at him through thick lashes. “And I hate to break it to you, but you need to shave, your beard just looks patchy now.”

“Hey!” he protests, “I take great pride in my facial hair.”

“Far too much. Shave it off.”

He laughs, gripping to the doorframe. “Will it get me more girls if I do?”

“I bloody hope not!” she exclaims, throwing her hairbrush at him “do it for your job, and you’ve got that alum dinner coming up that I’m burdened with too, which I shan't attend if you have that monstrosity on your face.”

“God alright, moody cow,” he eventually concedes, squealing as he slips from her room, narrowly missing the hit she puts out with her chapstick, flinging it long over her shoulder.

He shuts the door behind him and instantly begins to fret, making his way towards the dogs to sit, and hopefully not mull over his fears, as he wonders who the hell is taking his daughter out tonight.

She knows she has another hour and a half in her room if she wants to be done and ready in time, so she sits doing her makeup, carefully brushing the shadow over her eyes, adding an extra lick of mascara to her usual, dabbing some nude lipstick on, styling her hair, running a brush through the ends and her roots, smoothing it all over with her fingers. She’s just about to flick through her clothes again when a knock sounds on her door and it pushes open just a sliver.

“Someone on the house phone for you,” Jake says, holding it in his outstretched arm.

Confused, she darts her tongue out from between her lips and tucks her hair behind her ears, taking it. “Oh, that reminds me, Aunt Maggie called last night while you were out. She’s nagging me to get a boyfriend.”

“Perhaps after tonight you will! Excited?” he teases

“Yeah, a bit,” she answers, not really thinking straight, “but don’t tell uncle Ryan,” she implores, desperation evident in the puppy eyes she pulls.

“Too late! He’s on the call.”

If looks could kill, Jake would be sprawled out on the floor, so he makes a desperate break for it while he still can, his laughter following him around the house and invading Y/N’s stressed brain even after she slams the door shut. Ryan Reynolds on the phone giving her dating advice? Not the best stress reliever. In his way, he talks her ear off for twenty minutes while she goes about trying on more things, flicking through every outfit from before as well as some more, when eventually, she slips into one last dress, and it just feels right. Her favourite occasion dress, the one she’s only had the chance to wear once before but served her excellently, just as Ryan finishes his lecture about what she should wear to give off the right vibe.

“Wear something classy. But not too classy, you don’t want him to think you’re a prude, but then again, he shouldn’t be thinking about sleeping with you unless Deadpool will be on his case. Whatever you wear, you won’t look like a slut, and I trust Jakey to tell you what to wear, but don’t have it too low or too tight or too short, ok? You know what men are like nowadays, tsk, and Blake will tell you the same thing, but you should wear what you feel will suit you and the mood of the evening. Where’s he taking you? Somewhere nice? Is it in the city? Ooh, inside or outside? You should wear a jacket anyway, but only a thin one, then he’ll do the chivalrous thing and give you his blazer. Do you think he’ll wear a blazer? Ooh and what shoes are you wearing? Blake would say high heels, if you were around then she’d be sharing her shoe collection with you, but since you’re not then you have me to deal with, and I must say I recommend against thigh high leather boots because that’ll just give him the wrong vibe you know? So are you thinking dresses or a sk—”

“Will you shut up if I tell you who I’m going out with?”

“YES!” he yells, almost deafening her with the shrill excitement, even with it on speaker and halfway across the room.

“Ok, but you’re not allowed to tell dad. Promise?”

He hears the inflection in her voice but is too excited to escalate those feelings, practically bouncing off the walls, “Can I tell Blake? Can I?”

“Ye—”

“BLAKE!”

Y/N slams her finger to the volume button on the phone, desperately decreasing it as a preventative in protection of her remaining ear drums, just as Blake’s dulcet tones appear.

“Y/N is telling us who she’s going on a date with but we can’t tell Jake!” he blurts.

“Hey hon, who is it? Anyone we know?”

She takes a deep breath: in through her nose, out through her mouth. “Tom Holland.”

Jake certainly hears the repeated scream of his name coming from Ryan’s end of the line, she’s absolutely sure of it, and proceeds to face palm. He screams for another minute straight before taking a breath, she thinks, and proceeds to offer her muted sympathies to Blake, who wholeheartedly congratulates her and apologises on behalf of her husband.

“Full time occupation I presume.”

“While he’s distracted,” Blake hisses, “run. Before he gives you his safe sex talk.”

“Oh, he’s already given me that, in great detail. Sex ed, a protective dad chat, and telling me to get some all in one.”

“God, I’m so sorry,” she laughs.

“It’s fine, I mean dad hasn’t even broached the subject, and I don’t plan on sleeping with him tonight.”

“Hmm, well, those nights are always the most dangerous,” she teases, “you already know what I’ll say. Just be true to yourself, and be safe in all aspects of the evening.”

“The most beautiful thing you can wear is confidence,” they say together.

“Thank you, Blake.” She disappears on the end of the line, leaving Y/N to speak to Ryan now he’s calmed down a fraction. “Uncle Ryan? I’ve decided, I’m getting ready now, I’ll send you a picture, but I need to get ready.”

“Yes, of course, Y/N. Your dad must be so proud, you’re growing up so quickly!”

“I’m twenty,” she says in a complete monotone, her face unmoving as she searches through for a jacket, perhaps his advice wasn’t all dreadful.

“Well, good luck tonight, have fun, and wrap it up.”

“Not listening!” she shouts, “bye, love to the kids.”

And he finally hangs up, leaving her free and able to exasperate. He’s an absolute gem, a well meaning darling, always so excited for her achievements like he’s really her uncle and not just her dad’s loopy best friend. How Blake puts up with him, she’s not sure, but Blake says the same about Y/N having put up with Jake her whole life. They’re excited that it’s Tom though, approving, pleased. That’s a step, right? One of the people closest to her dad thinks she’s made a good choice in lieu of having his opinion. She really is just overthinking everything. Apart from Tom. She knows he’ll be lovely, she knows he’ll compliment her no matter what she wears, she knows he’ll be the kind soul he always is with that extra humour sprinkled in, she just hopes he doesn’t feel the same tension she does. Will their past aid and abet them tonight, or will it send everything crashing down before it’s even begun? She certainly hopes for the former, and also that the dress will bring her good luck, with the way the fabric clings to her waist and skims her hips, ending closely just below her knee, the dark material fitted to her shape just enough. The last step, ankle booties, that actually support her feet enough that, despite the heel on them, she’s unlikely to snap her bones.

A final pat down, to make sure she has all the essentials in her jacket pockets, that her hair is still ok at the roots, that her lipstick is still on, that her dress isn’t sticking up, that her perfume smells strongly enough but not too strong.

Confidence.

———

When she appears in the doorway of the living room, where Jake is sitting nervously, biting his thumbnail, with no music on and nothing on the TV, both of the dogs keeping him company, she thinks she’ll combust. There’s a pressure building inside her, rushing in her chest, images of Tom and Tom alone blurring her vision.

“Dad?” She stirs him from his reverie.

Eyes darting up at her instantly, he stands upon instinct, but it feels like the floor has been ripped from beneath him, and five Y/Ns appear, swiftly blending into one when he feels her touch on his arm.

“Dad? Are you ok?”

Tears begin to well in his eyes, clouding his vision. If his gut feeling about this date and who it's with is right then no, he’s certainly not ok at all. But gosh if he isn’t a proud as hell father right now.

“My baby’s all grown up,” he chokes out, gripping her hard. “You look beautiful, sugarplum. So beautiful.”

“Dad it’s not prom or anything,” she mumbles shyly, unable to meet his eyes.

“I know, but that douchebag you dated before didn’t do anything like this for you. It’s your first proper date. It’s monumental.”

He knows how he sounds, so overzealous, so ridiculous, but he couldn’t be prouder. She’s achieving everything, the young woman he raised from when she was the same size as a watermelon. And even better, she looks like him, she’s got the same dark hair as he does, the same piercing eyes, but she’s so damn perfect that he’s not sure how dickhead nineteen year old Jake was able to create something so brilliant, so life changing. And all she’s doing is going on a date.

“Can I take a picture of you? Just to send to Aunt Maggie and Uncle Ryan?”

She nods sheepishly, and picks his phone up off the coffee table, handing it to him carefully. Maybe Tom will react this way, she damn well hopes he does, or else what’s the point? She poses, just a normal one, offering the camera a small smile, flicking her hair over her shoulder.

“Now get a picture with Boo and Atticus, it wouldn’t be a special night if they weren’t messing up your clothes.”

Damn right, it’s like a dog’s job, but after so many years of outfits being destroyed by dog fur, Y/N doesn’t care, and picks Boo up, sitting on the arm of the sofa with Atticus on the seat by her side, paws in the air.

Jake snaps a fair few photos, airdropping them all to her phone instantly, muttering “Perfect” after each shot.

“I’ll post these to the family facebook.”

“No you won’t!”

“Try me,” he challenges, that battle worthy smirk pulling at his lips. Unsurprisingly, she dons that same expression.

He knows she doesn’t have time, though, and tucks his phone away, removing Boo from her body, and by doing so, giving her a chance to brush the worst of the fur off her before her departure. He can see it in her eyes that she’s thinking about him, about the date, anxious it’ll go wrong. And if he’s learnt anything throughout his years of dating (many relationships of which have ended in headlines of the utmost hilarity and incredibly good breakup songs written about him) it’s that a nervous person doesn’t need to be reminded that they’re nervous, or told to just be themselves. Y/N knows to just be herself, it's all he’s ever taught her, to be unapologetically who she is and to stay safe. She’ll do brilliantly. It’s the boy he’s more concerned about, and that’s somewhere in those worry-misted eyes of hers too, hidden beneath her nervous muscle clenches. She wasn’t this nervous on her first day of Columbia (which he accompanied her on, what parent wouldn’t?) and he was proud of her on that day, posting about it on the family facebook wall.

“Are you sure he's a good guy? You like him?”

Her chest visibly deflates in relief, happiness tugging at every angle of her face as she fights off a smile. That’s answer enough for him right now. “I do, dad, he makes me feel all tingly and nice, and he flatters the hell outta me. I feel like you’d like him too, he’s a proper gentleman and I’m sure he’ll be real good to me. He’s rich too, and young.”

“As long as he treats you well. Go out there and have some fun, but if there’s a second date, I expect to meet him first.”

“Ok, dad,” she answers as she fixes her earrings in the hallway mirror.

The growing tension between him is something he doesn’t like but at the same time, can’t fight. If he is to meet this person, something he’s undecided on, he needs to know the basics. “Just to be absolutely sure he is a dude? I don’t want to accidentally meet him tonight and get pronouns wrong.”

“Dad, he’s a man, a straight white man.”

“Okay darling, I just don’t want you to think I’m forcing you to only date one gender, I’m open you see?” He opens his arms to mirror his words, a somber expression on his face.

“Says the man who has strictly dated rich straight white bleach-blonde models for the past two decades,” she says, completely inscrutable, turning to him with dead eyes, the faintest twitch of a smirk. She learnt this insolence from him.

Knowing his threats aren’t all that threatening, he takes a shot anyway. “Watch that mouth missy or I’ll ground you!”

“Have fun trying.” Yeah, he probably shouldn’t have done that, because she’s unendingly challenging through all of her habitual daughterly care tasks.

He pokes out his fingers and pinches Y/N’s waist, forcing her to flinch away from him with an aghast grin cotorting her features.

He just stands away, and laughs at her reaction and stroppy walk until she almost walks into the big framed photo on the wall, a somber expression passing over his face then. He approaches her, the two of them just gazing up at the smiling faces on the wall pensively.

“He would be so proud of you right now.”

“Thanks dad,” she replies, hugging him around his tummy.

Late family members and friends are always a touchy topic with her dad, and she gets why, but it's just... funny. She was so young when they died, but she knows how much they all meant to her dad, how soft he is on the inside, the memories he shared. She remembers what her dad said, how she was the only thing that got him through the tough times, having someone there to hold and cry to without having to talk about any of it. She’d like to think she’s always helped her dad that way, and she always will. But she can see it on his face that he’s worried, he just looks tired, and he doesn’t do tired, that’s what betrays him. When she grows up, gets a boyfriend, gets her degree and moves out, she’ll forget about him; that’s what his mind has convinced him. She just has to prove that won’t happen. A girl always needs her dad.

She smiles sadly, tapping her dads back briefly. “You should go out tonight, take your mind off it.”

“I know. I have plans. No drinking involved tonight, I promise.”

“Ok, good.” She pauses, and moves away to collect her keys and her phone from the side board, but she stops, and turns to peer over her shoulder. “Are you... ok with this?” she asks hesitantly, the pitch of her voice rising.

His deep breath that moves his whole burly chest up and down, followed by running a hand through his unstyled hair: he has no plans of going out, she can see as much. “Of course I am, I just want you to stay safe,” he kisses her forehead. “Now go before I change my mind.”

With Jake’s blessing, she moves a little freer, even if it is given with great reluctance. Tom will be waiting for her, she’s sure, looking dapper as always with that mischievous smile to match the twinkling glint in his eyes. He’ll be wearing a nice shirt, he wears them a lot, and his arms will fill out the entire sleeve width, naturally. His curls will fall into his eyes if his hair is long enough, and his voice will be deeper than usual, the way he always tends to make it when he’s flirting with someone. The thought of seeing him again makes her fingertips tingle and her core burn, butterflies erupting in her throat.

She gathers her things and herself, and straightens her spine, righting the angle of her hips, ready to make her way out, but not before hugging her dad one last time.

“Be home by eleven, alone. No hands. Have you got your rape alarm? Phone? Everything else I told you to pack earlier?”

“I’ve got them all, dad, don’t worry.” She says, adding a slight breathy chuckle at the end to ease the anxiety in her own tone. If she doesn’t stop him now, he’ll get a checklist out, and she’ll never leave.

“I do worry though, Y/N. You’re my only daughter, my baby girl, and you’re on a date looking so grown up.”

“Dad, don’t cry,” she warns tenderly.

He swallows thickly, “I won’t, I won’t I promise. I’ll have my phone on. Call me if you need me, good luck. I love you, kid”

Keys in hand, the elevator door opens, and she steps in. “Love you.”

And the doors close, her final glimpse of her dad one of his strained fake smile to make her feel better in herself, when really, she can see he’s just aching to give her date a stern talking to, but other than that, she feels good in herself, especially with the texts that begin flying in. Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt Maggie, Uncle Ryan, Uncle Hugh, they’re all commenting on the photo of her with the dogs that Jake has posted on their private page, all comments hyping her up the same way Jake just was, compliments flying in.

Nothing like confidence to leave the house with.

———

In 2013, Jake did a film called Prisoners, and on press for it, he had to have half of the tapes wiped. It was a film about a man whose daughter was abducted alongside her friend, and he had to investigate it. He had to have a therapist on set, he barely left Y/N an evening or a weekend alone without calling her or skyping her or flying over, desperate to see her. The thought of his real life reflecting his film terrified him more than words could say. The nightmares turned to daymares while he was filming, and have followed him ever since. How he could ever tone down his care, he doesn’t know, because it’s a real risk, he’s heard the stories. It’s still his greatest fear, and it always will be. It was before, and even now with the blossoming young woman she’s becoming, he fears even more. Men can’t be trusted, and never again will he let a man lay a finger on her the way his ‘friend’ once did. She’s his treasure, his daughter to protect, the best thing that ever happened to him. That’s why he can’t face leaving the house tonight. He’ll just end up crying outside, worrying himself sick. The city is a scary place, and people can’t be trusted, but he knows he can’t take her everywhere.

The making of Southpaw eighteen months later was just as hard, perhaps even worse, and required Y/N to take a semester off school, working remotely with her dad. It was a film that mirrored the possibilities of life, and making it caused him months of heartache. Almost every day she was on set with him, holding his hand before every shot even at her big age of fourteen. There was a therapist on that film too, on set especially for Jake, to keep him from going into a similar spiral to that of his character, but really, despite all the training and the help, he kept breaking down. Paranoia ruined him, taxed him. No one would ever take his little girl from him, so all the pain, all the hurt he shows in that film is real, that’s his heart acting. Anguish took its toll on him, and made his performance better than before, authentic, fuelled by torment.

There was one scene where his daughter had to run up and hug him, all battered and bruised, and Jake had asked Y/N to stay off the set for the day. It was too violent for her, too scary, but she’d already taken the term off, and had to see him. As she entered the room, unbeknownst to her, the cameras started rolling, and she ran. Screaming and bawling, she ran to her dad, flinging her arms around his neck, clutching to him, trying desperately not to look at his bruised face as he held her back and whispered reassurances into her ear. On the B roll, there’s an actual clip of that. She took over the kids part any time she could, making it easier and simultaneously harder for her dad to act, but really, he needed her there more than he’ll ever admit. Seeing him that way scared her to no end, though, and that’s why they had to stick together. Even more than Prisoners and Stronger, it was the hardest film he ever made, because it was his little girl he was fighting for, a job he’ll never stop. On that set, he lost himself and his bearings more often than he should’ve, leading to everyone working on set to have to sign an NDA after they all found out about Y/N. He didn’t care, she was safe and by his side, he was able to take care of her and she could take care of him. That’s what family is all about. Being in that courtroom, though, even just acting, he thought about the real possibility of losing the custody of his precious daughter, and it split him apart. He wouldn’t let Y/N leave him that night, he stayed awake and sat in bed with her, running his fingers through her hair. Never will anyone take her away from me, he swore to himself that day, but now she’s grown up, he knows someone will take her eventually. She’ll grow, she’ll find a nice husband, and she’ll be taken away from him.

She needs to grow up, get away from him, he’ll never dare smother her, but tonight, maybe he should just follow her…

No.

He scolds himself instantly, how dare he think that? His fears will never affect her, he promised himself that. Nothing wrong in his life will mar her life and her growth. He has to trust it, whatever it is. The process, the boy (no chance), his daughter. That much is easy. He loves her more than words, so much it sometimes scares him, what he’ll do when she moves out and stops being his daughter, but he’s always trusted her too, always, and he’s sure that she kept those boarding school staff in line more than they did her. She’s achieved so much so young, an absolute marvel, and she’s never set a toe out of line. He trusted her to be safe and well while he went on sobbing in interviews at the slightest mention of an abducted child. Were she there, he certainly wouldn’t have held it together, and for some reason, that’s what’s convincing him to stay away. She’ll do far better on her date with the mystery man provided she thinks he’s out having a good time of his own instead of following her and spying on her. Trust and love are key, he just has to believe she’ll be okay, and he’ll see her later. Maybe he’ll meditate instead.

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[filmsmakkari]

Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story

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Hamilton!Tom Holland x Angelica!Reader

Tom Holland x Princess!Reader

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They say Angelica and Eliza,

That they were both at his side when he died.

Eventually, you found true peace in your life, as did Thomas and Eliza. She forgave him for his affair with Nadia Reynolds, for a lesson her son’s death had taught her was that there were more important things in life than holding onto grudges.

They went on to rebuild their marriage, while you found work doing business with dignitaries on behalf of Jimbaari as well as Larione.

You and Thomas found your fond feelings for each other again, often going for long walks together in the park and reading Scottish tales to the children.

Life was good. You were content. But when has contentment ever lasted for the oldest daughter of Larione?

One morning, you were outside watering a single red rose you and Thomas had planted together when Eliza came running out, hollering, “(Y/N)! (Y/N), it’s Thomas.”

You looked up at her confused but didn’t ask any questions, simply taking her hand and following her to the carriage and allowing her to explain once you were inside. She told you that Thomas had been gravely injured early that morning in a duel with that insufferable Aaron Blackwell.

You and Eliza ran into the hospital, hand in hand, immediately begging to see Thomas. The doctor permitted it, seeing as you were family, but he let you know the bullet had punctured Thomas’ rib, and it was unlikely he would survive.

The sight you saw upon entering the hospital room broke your heart. Thomas was lying on an operating table, a white piece of fabric covering his bullet wound.

“Oh, Thomas,” Eliza said, tears filling her eyes as she rushed to his side.

You were simply speechless, rushing to the other side of him.

“Oh, my dear girls. I fear I don’t have much time left.”

He turned to Eliza. “Oh, my Yelizaveta, The consolations of Religion, my beloved, can alone support you; and these you have a right to enjoy. Fly to the bosom of your God and be comforted. With my last idea; I shall cherish the sweet hope of meeting you in a better world. Adieu, best of wives and best of Women. Embrace all our darling Children for me. Remember, I am forever yours.”

Eliza nodded, a sad smile painting her face.

Thomas then turned to you, his hand cupping your face. “And oh, my dearest, (Y/N), you are eternally my dearest partner of greatness,” you let out a sob at the Macbeth quote, “I hope you shall never forget your most affectionate soldier. Wherever I am, believe always that there is no one who can pay a more sincere or affectionate tribute to your deserts than I do.”

You smiled gently, nodding. But before you could quote Lady Macbeth back at him, his hand went limp. His eyes turned cold. At that moment, Thomas Holland was dead.

Eliza screamed in agony, clutching his limp hand tightly. You fell to your knees, wrapping your arms around yourself as you shook with sobs.

There was nothing but sadness for a great long while after that.

But you and Eliza quickly realized there was no more time for tears.

You went on to live another forty years. You helped your dear Eliza tell Thomas’ story, interviewing soldiers who fought with him, and publishing essays as a tribute to his genius and eloquence. You spent much of your life dedicated to traveling between countries of the world, addressing any disputes or conflicts between them. You briefly returned to Saataun and helped Eliza establish the first private orphanage in the city. After which, you went to the island where Thomas was born, establishing your own orphanage there. You’re sure Thomas would have been happy to see all the work you went on to do. You never did have any children because although you were married, your heart belonged to Thomas, and that never changed, even after his untimely demise.

Eventually, at the age of fifty-eight, after a life well-lived, you passed peacefully in your sleep.

Eliza found herself at peace with your passing, knowing you were happy with all you had gone on to do. She made sure you were buried in Trinity Church near Thomas and Peggy, just as you had requested.

And so, here ends the story of Princess (Y/N) of Larione. She was intelligent, ambitious, protective, and generous to a fault.

In the end, Princess (Y/N) was satisfied, and that was the greatest gift she had ever had the honor of receiving.

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You open your eyes, scanning your surroundings. You’re in your old chambers. The ones you grew up in. You stand, confused, looking at yourself in the mirror. You’re in a stunning teal gown with multicolor flowers embroidered into the fabric. You look young. Suddenly, you hear your favorite song playing. It was written by a composer who never amounted to anything, but you had always loved him.

You wander down the familiar corridors of Larionian Court, following the sound of the music. You find yourself in front of the double doors of the ballroom, two doormen smiling brightly.

“Princess, welcome home.”

They swing the doors open, and you feel nostalgia hit you like an ocean wave. The setting resembles the Winter’s Ball. The one you attended all those years ago.

You look around in awe as you see faces you never thought you’d see again. Friends you’d lost in your youth, your favorite stablehand, Baron Alexander of Ville de New York. As you get closer to the end of the ballroom, you begin to see your nearest and dearest.

On your right, is your dear sister Peggy. Your younger sister smiles gently at you, stroking your face and kissing your cheek. On your left, you see your mother. She looks the same as you remember her. “I’ve missed you, my (Y/N),” she says. The tenor and rasp of her voice is just the way you remember it.

As you approach the end of the ballroom, you see the silhouette of the person you’ve missed most in the world.

It’s Thomas.

His hair is long and silky, just as it was when you first met him, and he is wearing his military uniform. His eyes are as beautiful as ever. You can see the hard-won wisdom he had earned in them. They aren’t weary anymore, they are shining with adoration.

For you.

“I’ve been waiting for you. Welcome home, my dearest, (Y/N).”

He extends his arm out to you, inviting you to dance. You take it and allow him to lead you to the center of the ballroom floor. He gently strokes your face, planting a soft kiss on your forehead. You smile lovingly at him, placing your hand on his shoulder, and allowing him to lead you into a waltz.

There is no one else but you on the ballroom floor. It’s just you and Thomas, finally sharing the dance you promised him all those years ago. That is how you will spend the rest of your days. Dancing with your one true love for eternity.

#tom holland angst #tom holland x princess!reader #tom holland x reader #hamilton fanfic #hamilton

[antistellxr]

January 2022

A collection of some fics and songs I enjoyed throughout 01/2022.

We’ll start with songs - Wish You’d Make Me Cry by UPSAHL Space Makes Me Sad by Fiji Blue Could Have Been Me by The Struts All Too Well (10 Minute Version) (Taylor’s Version) by Taylor Swift exile by Taylor Swift (ft. Bon Iver) Middle of the Night by Eliey Duhe champagne problems by Taylor Swift disco t**s by Tove Lo

Now onto fics - Honestly just anything from @sourwolf-sterek32​

Love Cuts Deep by @falcor-thee-luck-dragon​

The (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds Series by @liberty-barnes​

My Love, His Duty by @misguidedasgardian​

#song recs #fic recs #bucky barnes #bucky x y/n #geralt of rivera #the witcher #tom holland