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mrsriddles-blog · 2 months
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Get Him Back | D.M
Pairing: Slytherin Fem Reader X Ex-Draco Malfoy X Theodore Nott
WC: 4k+
Warnings/Notes: Bullying, mild language, heartbreak, angst…
Summary: In which, you and Draco ended on a bad note and you’ve decided to seek out revenge…but unexpectedly you fall in love.
Authors Notes: Honestly, not my best piece… :/ I know I could’ve done better, but I kinda just went with it on this. Theodore was unplanned lol
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One, two, three
Wait, is the song with the drums?
“Draco, I understand that Miss. Y/n Riddle is quite pretty, but I would like for you to pay attention to my lesson.” Professor McGonagall says.
The class laughs and you refuse to turn around to give Draco that attention after everything you had been through with him. Pansy smiles sadly at you, seeing exactly how much this hurt you.
You knew Draco from around Hogwarts, but you both had gotten together over the summer after getting closer once your families came to know each other. Everything was perfect in the beginning, but it all came crashing down eventually.
Draco is quite good at hiding his true colors, especially at the beginning of a relationship. You learned that he hid those true colors for so long in hopes it would be harder for you to leave…that you would learn to deal with it like it was normal.
You’ve told Pansy that somewhere in his delusional mind that he must’ve forgotten you're a Riddle and you don’t put up with anyones bullshit. You don’t tolerate anyone's disrespect though…maybe a bad trait you picked up from your father, but it’s okay.
Draco was a sweet guy, but then it turned out he had a big ego and he was a narcissistic liar. He was the most fun guy you knew and he had weird friends like Crabbe and Goyle. They were funny too. He used his name and money to get you both into the coolest parties, nights that you felt like would never end.
But, then he started to show more of his true colors. He learned when he began to say things wrong or his lies somehow got twisted back on himself, that he could just take you to a place you dreamed of or to buy you a “sentimental” gift. You found yourself missing him on nights you felt really sad or alone, but your feelings for him were up and down. You knew you wanted to get him back for what he did to you. You want him to hurt the way he hurt you.
I met a guy in the summer and I left him in the spring
He argued with me about everything
He had an ego and a temper and a wandering eye
He said he’s six-foot-two, and I’m like, “Dude, nice try”
But he was so much fun and he had such weird friends
And he would take us out to parties and the night would never end
Another song, another club, another bar, another dance
And when he said something wrong, he’d just fly me to France
So I miss him some nights when I’m feeling depressed
‘Til I remember every time he made a pass on my friend
Do I love him? Do I hate him? I guess it’s up and down
If I had to choose, I would say right now
Pansy was dressed as an angel for the Halloween party and you were dressed as a devil. You wore a tight black mini-dress, and Pansy wore a tight white mini-dress. She had angel wings and a halo while you had devil horns and a tail. She wore white heels while you wore black. You stood in the corner with Tom, Mattheo, Theodore, Enzo and Blaise as you watched Pansy go get you both drinks.
She was on her way back when Draco approached her. You watch his flirty smile as he trails his hand up her arm to her face. You watch as that flirty smile dropped and his face twisted to one of pain as he crouched down to grab himself. You smirk as Pansy strides to you and hands you a green solo cup.
“Can you believe him? He just tried to make a pass on me? After the shit he did to you, he thought he had a chance with your bestie? He truly is a delusional fuck.” She snorts.
“He did that a lot when we were dating. He always had a wandering eye…I just thought I was being over-sensitive or something.” You say, glancing over at Draco who was now sulking at the bar.
“Hey, don’t let that dumb fuck make you sad. He is nothing to you.” She says sternly.
You smile, unconvinced as you down the drink in your cup. Mattheo and Tom watch with frowns, knowing very well you weren’t over Draco. They looked at each other before making their way over to the bar. You and Pansy moved out to the dance floor, dancing as Enzo and Theodore kept watch over you both.
You both stopped dancing like everyone else as you heard a commotion. You follow the shouting and see your brothers beating the fuck out of Draco. You push through the crowd, trying to diffuse the fight when Theodore wraps an arm around your waist.
“He deserves it fiore, just let it go.” He murmurs in your ear.
“But, if we don’t break this up…Tom and Mattheo could potentially get caught. If Snape hears this, he will be so mad. If they get in trouble and our dad finds out…they’ll get in so much trouble.” You say.
“Trust me, they won’t get in trouble. Your father has requested this to happen.” He murmurs.
You were at a loss for words as Mattheo and Tom stepped back, leaving Draco on the floor. He barely lifts his head, his eyes locking with yours before Mattheo throws another punch at his face, cursing him for even daring to look at you. You struggle against Theodore, but you manage to reach forward and put a hand on Mattheo’s shoulder.
“Matty, please.” You plead.
“This fucker deserves this and more for everything he did to you.” He snaps.
You flinch, not use to that tone from Mattheo. Growing up with the father you had, you three were always together. Granted, you three had a strange bond for being triplets, but your brothers had shown you a side they never showed anyone. Mattheo tensed as Tom sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose as he glares at Mattheo.
You take your hand off his shoulder, pulling away from Theodore before storming through the crowd before hearing a random girl laugh about you being sensitive. You turn, throwing a punch at her nose, hearing the satisfying crack as she falls backwards, unconscious.
You turn, continuing your trek to your dorm where you slam the door, locking it before lying on your bed. You grab the jumper that was Draco’s. You had stolen it from him, it was his favorite. You throw it in the fireplace, watching it burn with a sick satisfaction growing in the pit of your stomach.
I wanna get him back
I wanna make him really jealous, wanna make him feel bad
Oh, I wanna get him back
‘Cause then again, I really miss him, and it makes me real sad
Oh, I want sweet revenge
And I want him again
I want to get him back, back, back
“You can’t ignore me forever.” Mattheo sighs as he follows you to the Great Hall.
“She can, and she probably will.” Tom says, following as well, his hands stuffed into his pockets.
“She is ignoring you too dipshit.” He snaps.
Draco walks up to you, glancing at your brothers fearfully and you tilt your head at him, a small smirk on your face.
“Y/n/n, can we talk?” He asks.
“No.” You say.
“I want…I want to apologize…I messed up, royally and I just…I really miss you.” He says.
“Hey, fiore.” Theodore says, coming up beside you.
He wraps an arm around your waist, leaning down to kiss your head. You look up at him and smile. He smiled back, your brothers gaping at you both from behind you guys.
“You’ve…moved on with the guy I was worried about you cheating on me with?” He asks in disbelief.
“Malfoy…if I were you, I’d get out of my fucking face. If you truly knew Y/n, you would know you wouldn’t have to worry about her cheating. When she gives you the chance to love her as she does you, you take that fucking chance and hold onto it fucking tight.” Theodore says, splaying a hand on your back and stomach as he angles himself between you and Draco.
Draco scoffs, looking you over once before storming out of the Great Hall. You look up at Theodore and smile.
“Couldn’t have had better timing.” You say and he grins.
“Oh, I know.” He says.
“Um, excuse me. When the fuck did this happen?” Mattheo asks, stepping between you two, Theodore’s hands leaving you.
“We are fake dating in order to get Draco back. I wanted revenge and I decided to hit him where it hurts.” You explain.
“Fake dating…right.” He murmurs, looking at Theodore.
“Come on, fiore.” Theodore says, walking you to the table.
“Awww, I broke my streak of ignoring them.” You grumble.
“I think you ignored them long enough, fiore. They’ve apologized more than I’ve witnessed them fight…and they fight a lot.” He says, chuckling as your brothers take a seat at the table.
“So, what are the rules for this…fake dating?” Mattheo asks.
“No falling in love.” You say, picking at your plate of food.
“Like that ever works.” Mattheo mumbles, Tom the only one able to hear him.
Theodore wraps his arm around your waist, looking over at you for a moment. You glance down the table to see Draco glaring at Theodore. You felt a tinge of pride before you felt guilty for the fake-dating thing with Theodore. You knew he always had feelings for you, but you hoped that he’d get over it. But, by how easily he agreed to this plan of yours…you were pretty sure there were some underlying feelings there still.
So I write him all these letters and I throw them in the trash
‘Cause I miss the way he kisses me and the way he made me laugh
Yeah, I pour my little heart out, but as I’m hitting “Send”
I picture all the faces of my disappointed friends
Because everyone knew all of the shit that he’d do
He said I was the only girl but that just wasn’t the truth
And when I told him how he hurt me, he’d tell me I was trippin’
But I am my father’s daughter, so maybe I could fix him
“Theodore, are you ready?” You groan impatiently.
“Almost, fiore.” He calls from the bathroom.
You walk over to the mirror in his dorm, smoothing out the skin-tight dark green dress. You fix your hair, before looking yourself over in the mirror once more. You nod just as Theodore walks out. You look over to see him dressed in black dress pants, a white button up shirt that wasn’t buttoned all the way. Some of his sculpted chest was on show. His hair was a fluffy mess as usual.
“You look beautiful, fiore.” He murmurs.
Your cheeks flush red, smiling shyly at him as you nod. He chuckles, one that went straight to your core. You guys walk out and decide to immediately go to dance. As you're dancing, his eyes flicker over your shoulder as they harden.
He pulls you closer to him, his hand wandering down your ass and grabbing it roughly. You gasp, looking up at him to see him look down at you. He leans down and kisses you, one that is deep and passionate. Your hands get lost in his hair and you realize that somewhere along the way, you broke the number one rule: don't fall in love.
Somewhere along the way, you fell for his tender love and care. Not to mention how sweet and gentle he was with you. He treated you as if you were royalty and it was sweet. You found yourself loving the way he laughs and the way he grabs your ass. You pull back, only to pull him back into a kiss.
“I think I broke our rule.” You whisper against his lips.
“You didn’t say anything about already being in love, so I technically didn’t break it. I just hoped that maybe you’d realized how much you mean to me.” He murmurs.
“I’m sorry, Theo…I should’ve realized sooner.” You admit quietly.
“Don’t apologize. I have you now and that is all that matters. However, I know you've been wanting to get Malfoy back and I don’t blame you.” He says, swaying with you to the sensual song.
“No, no, enough of this getting Malfoy back. Malfoy had his chance. Yes, he fucked up…but I can’t keep letting that hold me back. I’ve been sulking over a relationship that didn’t work out for obvious reasons and all along…I should’ve been with the person who was standing right in front of me.” You mumble.
“We’ll get him back together. But, as an official girlfriend and boyfriend duo. Maybe next time he’ll think before breaking a good girl's heart.” He murmurs.
“Nott, I get that you both are confessing your love right now, but please get your hand off my sister's ass.” Mattheo calls.
Theodore chuckles, looking down at you, squeezing your ass once more before moving his hand back to your hip. Your cheeks flush red as you shake your head in amusement.
I wanna get him back
I wanna make him really jealous, wanna make him feel bad
Oh, I wanna get him back
‘Cause then again, I really miss him, and it makes me real sad
Oh, I want sweet revenge
And I want him again
I want to get him back (and then? And then)
I want to get him back, back, back
You were in detention with Theodore, Mattheo, Tom and Draco. Mattheo and Tom got to sit together while you and Theodore got to sit together. Draco was sulking in the front of the room. You and Theodore were cuddled up together, whispering and laughing quietly.
“Okay, I get it. You are all happy, but will tone it the fuck down.” Draco seethes.
“Malfoy, I get it. You are throwing yourself a pity party because you let the best girl in this world slip through your fingers. But, that was your fucking fault. Just because you're pissed doesn’t mean you can take away her happiness. I’ll beat the fuck out of you before letting that happen again.” Theodore warns.
“I’ll help.” Mattheo chirps, grinning at Draco.
“So will I…I’m sure you remember that my methods are a bit more practical…like my fathers.” Tom says, looking at Draco unamused.
“Whatever.” Draco mumbles.
“Let’s get out of here. I have an idea.” You whisper to Theodore.
“Bet.” He murmurs.
You both were quick to leave, laughing quietly as you both snuck back to the Common Room. You grab his hand, dragging him along to the boys dormitories.
“Fiore, where are we going?” Theodore murmurs confused as you both passed his dorm.
“I figured out a way to get Malfoy back. We do it and get back to detention before Snape notices.” You murmur, excitement dancing across your features.
“Take it away, fiore.” He murmurs.
You continue to lead Theodore down the hall until you reach Draco’s dorm. You use a spell, unlocking his door before you both slip in. You see his broom in the corner of the room and grin. You pull the key to your dorm out before you start to completely ruin his broom. Theodore was quietly laughing from where he stood as you continued your handiwork. You stand, the both of you giggling as you both hurry back to detention.
“Where did you lovebirds sneak off to?” Mattheo asks.
“I got hungry.” You say simply.
“And I follow her wherever she goes. I’m simply only allowed a chains length away. She’s got me on a tight leash.” Theodore teases.
“Oh shush, I do not.” You say, your cheeks flushing red.
“Mhm, right.” He teases with his perfect small smile.
I wanna key his car (I want to get him back)
I wanna make him lunch (but then I, I want to get him back)
I wanna break his heart (but then I, I want to get him back)
And be the one to stitch it up (but then I, I want to get him back)
Wanna kiss his face (but then I, I want to get him back)
With an uppercut (but then I, I want to get him back)
I wanna meet his mom (but then I, I want to get him back)
Just to tell her her son sucks (but then I, I want to get him back)
“Who did it?” Draco demands, storming into the Common Room with his destroyed broom.
You look over, fighting the smirk that wanted to appear on your face. Your handiwork looked quite brilliant if you say so for yourself. So, this is what sweet revenge feels like? Theodore continues to rub your legs that were draped across his lap.
“Was it you?” He asks, storming towards you.
Theodore jumps up, standing in front of you as your brothers flank Theodore’s side. You stand up, only for Theodore to push you back on the couch. With one warning look from him, your ass was planted on the couch.
“You don’t get to come in here demanding stuff, Malfoy. Especially from my girl. If you ever come at her like that again, you’ll be in for a rude awakening.” Theodore warns.
“She has literally been striving to ruin my life because she can’t handle a summer fling.” He snaps.
“No, she hasn’t strived to do anything you idiot. You know it wasn’t a summer fling. It was a relationship that you messed up.” Mattheo snaps.
You push past Theodore, ignoring his stern scolding. You look Draco dead in the eye, before taking another step forward.
“If I’ve wanted to ruin your life, trust me, it would be in shambles by now. I’m far more capable and far more cruel than my brothers and father. There is a reason our mother isn’t named and trust me, I’m far too much like her.” You warn.
“Just admit it! This was you! My father will kill me if he finds out my new broom is ruined! You should know better than anyone!” He snaps.
“You're scared of your father? You're scared of what he might do? Well clearly you haven’t met my father.” You laugh coldly, shaking your head.
“Y/n…just admit it. Please.” He pleads.
“Admit to something that I had no hand in? I think you forget that you’ve got far too many enemies on your plate. Keep it up and I will give you something to worry about.” You murmur quietly, so only he could hear you.
He shakes his head, turning and leaving. You turn and look up at Theodore who was looking down at you with a stern look.
“Oh, come on. I handled that very well.” You sigh.
“Maybe. Maybe not. You should’ve stayed behind me and let us handle it. God knows what Malfoy would be willing to do to you.” He says, a frown evident on his face.
“But, I can handle my own problems.” You mumble.
“I know, but I’m here to help you.” He sighs, running a hand over his face.
You plop onto the couch, ignoring him as you felt both guilty and upset. You wanted to let him be happy with helping you, but you also wanted to be able to defend yourself. Theodore sighs, lifting your legs as he sits down next you, putting your legs on his lap.
“I know you can take care of yourself, but I want to be able to protect you. That summer…I could tell how much you loved and cared for Malfoy and he couldn’t even reciprocate that and he strived off hurting you. It hurt me to see you hurting…to see you with him when I wanted to be with you. I wanted to take care of you and to protect you…I wanted to show you what love could really be.” He says.
“I understand that, Theo…I do, but you can’t shield me from the world. There are some battles that are mine to fight. But, I’m not saying I don’t need you there with me. You’re my rock.” You explain.
Oh, I wanna key his car (I want to get him back)
I wanna make him lunch
I wanna break his heart (but then I, I want to get him back)
Stitch it right back up
I wanna kiss his face (I want to get him back)
With an uppercut
I wanna meet his mom (but then I, I want to get him back)
And tell her her son sucks, yeah
“Alright, are we done with this Malfoy revenge thing? Because as far as I know…you’ve made him jealous of you and Theodore…fake dating that led to real dating…ruining his broom…what else?” Mattheo murmurs.
“And there!” You exclaim as his pumpkin juice ends up all over his face and the front of his shirt.
“Is that it?” He asks, raising an eyebrow at you.
You shrug, unsure. You felt like there was one more thing you needed to do to ensure your revenge. You knew it wasn’t the brightest thing to keep doing this to Draco. Some would view that you had done enough. But, you weren’t so sure. Draco hurt you in ways you didn’t think was possible. You always thought of yourself as stronger than that.
“Draco has been talking about you.” Pansy says, taking a seat across from you after pushing Mattheo down the bench.
“Rude.” He grumbles.
“Oh, what has he been saying?” You ask curiously.
“That he misses you…that he feels bad…he might’ve said something about Theo, but I’m not sure if it’s true or not.” She says.
“What did he say about Theo?” You ask.
“That he’s been seeing other girls behind your back.” She mumbles.
“No, no, that’s not true. Theo wouldn’t ever do that.” You say, shaking your head.
“He has a track record.” Pansy mumbles.
You stay quiet, looking down at Draco before grabbing your bag and pulling out a truth potion. You pour it into your cup of pumpkin juice before switching yours and Theodore’s cups.
“Should I be concerned that you just have those on you?” Tom asks.
“It’s for good reason.” You mutter, tucking your bag away as Theodore walks in.
He sits, taking a drink of his pumpkin juice before looking around the table confused as they were all glancing at each other.
“So…my father has asked me to question you…in order for us to protect Y/n/n from getting hurt anymore.” Tom says.
“Ask away.” Theodore says.
“Are you being true to my sister?” He asks.
“Yes.” He murmurs.
“Is Y/n the only girl or do you have other side pieces?” He asks.
“Y/n is the only girl.” He says, his hand grabbing yours under the table.
“Do you love her?” He asks.
“Yes.” He says.
“What are your intentions with her?” He asks.
“To love her…to protect her… to cherish her and give her the world. I want to shield her from anymore hurt. Trust me, I never want to see her hurting again.” He says.
I wanna get him back
I wanna make him really jealous, wanna make him feel bad
Oh, I wanna get him back
‘Cause then again I really miss him, and it makes me real sad
Oh, I want sweet revenege
And I want him again
I want to get him back (and then? And then)
I want to get him back, back, back, back
“My lord, I-I’m sorry.” Draco stutters.
You were being held by Theodore. He had an arm around your waist, keeping you pulled back against him. He had a hand over your mouth so that your father wouldn’t be angry with you for trying to protect Draco. Despite everything Draco did to you, you knew even this was too far.
“You hurt my daughter. Do you know how much she means to me? She means the world to me and no one is allowed to hurt her.” Voldemort snarls.
Except you, you think.
“I’m s-sorry my lord! I’m so sorry! Please, please, I’ll do anything! Just make this stop, my lord! Please!” He pleads.
“You’ll be daunted with extra tasks and knowing that if you don’t finish them, the death of your father and mother before your eyes will be your fault before I kill you myself. Stay away from Y/n or I’ll ruin you myself, Malfoy.” He warns.
He let Draco up who left quickly, not sparing a glance back. Theodore uncovered your mouth before your father could see. He wipes the stray tear off your cheek right before your father turned to you.
“He’ll stay away from you now, princess.” Voldemort murmurs, stepping forward and cupping your cheek.
“T-Thank you father.” You whisper.
“Of course. Now go on.” He murmurs.
I’ll get him, I’ll get him, I’ll get him, I’ll get him back
Get him back, come on, come on
I’m gonna get him so good, he won’t even know what hit him
He’s gonna love me and hate me at the same time
Get him back, girl, you better get him back
I don’t know I got him good, I got him really good
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lutawolf · 5 months
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My Dear Gangster Oppa Commentary Ep 3
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I know this asshole did not really say, "you're with this guy again." Bestie's opinion matters more than anyone else's, but he hasn't even met the dude! He's acting more like a parent than a best friend. Hahaha! Tew remembers who Wahl is, and he appears to not be happy about meeting him.
I didn't want to dislike Wahl, but he is pissing me off. Talking to Guy like Guy isn't allowed to make his own decisions. Not cool. This isn't concern, this is controlling. I'm about to smack a bitch. I'm not happy with you Wahl and I don't know if you can redeem yourself.
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I have to hand it to Tew. He is being really calm and honestly respectful despite Wahl being a douche to him. Guy, pick the one actually giving you a choice!
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I love these bitches. Especially the one in the middle. Muffin is such a cutie too. An apparently lonely cutie. HAHAHA! Way to cock block Guy. I'm here for it. If you stop the time at 6:04 you can catch Guy smirking.
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Is anyone surprised that he has to go after making a scene? Suddenly he isn't so concerned he has to take Guy home. Tom is cute, I like him.
That's right Guy! Tell of Wahl!
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Did one of them really call him baby face??? I predict Tew showing up.
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Called it! OMG, I'm Dead. Guy works up the nerve to ask Tew about what he does for a living. That the gang members seemed scared of him. "Nah, I'm just scary looking." "No. You're pretty good-looking."
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This is Tew's reaction.
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This is my reaction.
Did dumbass really say he owned a shabu restaurant. He had to know that Guy would then say he'd want to go. Seriously, driver/underling is me. Between his cough, giggle and the way he looks at Guy sleeping on Tew's shoulder.
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Tew is so gone. These two dumbasses are so gone for each other. Really asking him if he wants him to wash the shirt. Yes, strip right now. I'll wait. They are adorkable.
Dude is going to buy a restaurant to cover the story he gave his crush. Boy is gone gone.
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My reaction to that.
Did home dude really take a nap on some chairs. Hell to the naw. That makes my back hurt just watching it.
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Oh! I think we have a secondary couple.
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I already like them.
Discount Lennon is at it again. So home chick is not dead, but might as well be. Lawd, how are they not dead with that much white powder. Though I'm not sure it's the same girl. Specially since there are two now.
Did Wahl really ask Guy how he got home??? Guy doesn't tell the full truth, but doesn't lie either. Damn Wahl. You got some nerve. One month anniversary. Why don't you pay more attention to your gf Wahl?
Yay for game friends!
I would punch someone if they talked in my ear like that. HAHAH the look Wahl is giving Guy. I really want to like Wahl, but he ruined it for me. Now I'm just amused.
Tew looking scary and sexy. Niiiiiiice. Villains do it better.
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What's this face? Is he shocked? Is he turned on? A bit of both?
So cute! He brought him a cake.
The elevator sequence was weird. Guy concerned because he sees blood. Tew giving crazy eyes. Guy completely forgetting about the blood and turning to mush because Tew is holding his hand. But honestly, some things are worth ignoring for cake and a doting boyfriend.
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I mean, these pictures say it all. 🤣🤣🤣 So he beats people up until he is covered in blood. Minor detail in comparison to how he treats you Guy.
You ever heard the quote that an evil queen is just a princess that didn't get rescued. Tew gives me that vibe. The wounded and just wanting love vibe.
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Hahaha Tew totally outing them. Oh! Tew was about to make his move. Too slow Tew. Tew, you know you are in love right. Guy is acting like a total dork and you are charmed. That is love.
Oh, the fall troupe again! Though with Guy being the way he is, it's totally believable. The slow mow lean forward like there will be a kiss, but instead he wipes off frosting from Guy's lip. Totally troupe and sooo good. And Guy runs away.
The guild is super cute. I like how frank Tew is. He just lays out his feelings about Wahl to Guy. Throwing down some valid facts, my friend. Ahhh Guy! Why did you let him leave like that? Oh, yay! He chased after him.
Oh, these two idiots are adorkable. So awkward and yet cute.
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Not gonna lie. It broke my heart when he didn't hug him back.
The restaurant kills me. Tew is like, it looks crappy. Underling is like, dude, it's not real. Oh lawd, sweet baby Jezebel. You are not normal about that boy, Tew. Not normal about him at all. And I'm okay with that.
Secondary couple. Not over shadowing but still cute.
Guy packing. Bet Wahl ditches him for his gf.
Guys, I'm in love with Tew. He gets it. Life is short, so important people are priority.
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How much is that puppy in the window.
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I love that Tew isn't shy to show his concern and affection. I adore that Guy didn't care about Wahl and turned around to wave at Tew. He even defends Tew. I mean, he is wrong, but that's not the point here.
Tew's excitement that Guy texted him is adorable.
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This is me again.
Ahhh… I'm dead. When he goes, "I'm down bad."
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Yes, hunny you are, but I, for one, appreciate that.
Oh, that went sideways fast. *We will talk when I get back.*
I really do enjoy Tul. He is really enjoying Tew and Guy. Me too my dude, me too. Willing to risk the wrath of his boss to tease. Love it.
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This face isn't making me feel secure.
In comparison, look at this puppy dog face. So excited for Guy to be back.
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OH no... They aren't going to leave us like this, are they?!?! Assholes!!! Nobody talk to me till next Thursday. I am not okay.
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madzandmore · 2 months
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friends to lovers with 2007 Tom.
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TOM - 2007 SMUT
I've made like 2 other stories with roommates and enemies to lovers but whatever to make my followers happy.
Tom Kaulitz - More Than Friends?
School had just ended and I was ready to go over to my best friend Tom's house. I was so excited because it’s been months since we had a sleepover and just overall got to spend quality time with each other.
“Hi Tom, are you ready?” I ran up to him from behind and nudged his shoulder.
“Hi, yes I’m hella excited.” He smiled and looked down at me.
I got butterflies just from his look.
“Okay let’s go!” I grabbed his hand and rushed him to run with me to his house. It was only a couple minutes from the school so it didn’t take long.
“Wait for me!” I let go and he tried to catch up with me.
We finally made it to his house. “God y/n… how can you run that fast, for so long?” He panted from running basically the whole way.
“I don’t know, I’m just excited.” I giggled and smiled. He smiled back, along with that feeling in my stomach.
We walked inside, took off our shoes, and ran up the stairs to Tom’s bedroom. Where I placed my bags in the corner. I fell on his bed. “What should we do?” I asked taking a deep breath in and out.
“Well, whatever you want to do. We can just talk, watch movies, anything.” He came and sat next to me.
“Ooo let’s bake something.” My eyes lit up at the idea.
“Okay what do you want to make?”
“Let’s bake a cake and decorate it.” I sat up, moving to sit more next to him.
“Sweet, let’s go.” We both stood up and went back downstairs into the kitchen. Turning on all the lights.
I tied up my hair into a ponytail. “Look we’re twins.” I laughed and showed off my hairstyle.
“We all know I do it better.” He flicked his hair in a sassy way and looked away, with his chin up.
“Okay buddy, where’s all the stuff?” I rolled my eyes and looked in the fridge for eggs and milk.
“I’ll get all the dry ingredients you get all the wet ingredients.” He went to the pantry and pulled out flour, sugar, and salt.
I sneered when he said ‘wet’ obviously knowing he didn’t mean it in that way. “What?” He stopped and turned to look in my direction.
“Haha wet.” I laughed and he death stared me.
“You know that’s not what I meant.” He had no expression just looking at how childish I was.
“I know but it’s funny.”
He scoffed and went back to getting all the ingredients. Also pulling out different coloured icing and frosting.
“Okay Tom, I got everything know we just measure it and mix all of it together.” I explained to him how to measure the stuff. How much flour and milk to put in the bowl.
“Hey y/n, look at this.” I turned my head from the bowl looked at Tom. He had a silly smirk on his face then he raised his hand and threw flour at my face.
“Ugh Tom!” My jaw opened as he painted my face in a white powder. I fluttered my eyes retuned to get the flour out to my eyes.
“Oh my god haha.” He almost fell on the floor from how much he was laughing at me. “Your face!” He continued to poke fun and laugh at me.
“I swear to god Tom, why?” I rolled my eyes in his annoying ways grabbing a bit of flour myself and throwing it at him, in revenge. “How about that, huh?”
“Ahh, eww it tastes so bad.” He got some of it in his mouth.
“That’s what you get.” I went to the sink and washed it off my face and hands.
“Fine, fine, Truste?” He stood up, still slightly giggly from his laugh attack, holding out his hand for me to shake it.
“Okay.” I shook his hand.
“Let’s just get this cake done, okay?”
“Okay.”
After about one hour of baking and decorating the cake we finished.
The top of the cake read: “Tom + y/n = besties” In blue and purple frosting. Rainbow sprinkles on the sides for a pop of colour.
“It’s beautiful.” I stared at the cake in awe of its beauty. (It wasn’t even all that)
“I know, beautiful like me.” He did another sassy hair flick.
“Keep telling yourself that.” I patted his shoulder and walked away.
TIME SKIP-
It was late night and we had just finished eating dinner. We mostly talked and played games, nothing too special. It was the fact that I was with my favourite person that made it wonderful.
We were both chilling in Toms bed watching a movie like we always do. This time I had an idea.
“Tom.”
“Yeah.” He glanced at me.
“What would you do if I liked you.” I looked at him for a second before looking back at the T.V.
“Umm I'd ask why.” He sounded confused also sounding weird.
“Oh okay.” I shrugged it off.
“Why did you ask me?” He turned his attention fully to me.
“I was just wondering.” I still focused on the T.V.
“Are you sure? What you like me or something… you have a little crush on me.” He made teasing smiles at me while lightly poking at my arm.
“No I don’t.” My face stern.
“Yes you do, come on admit it. You likeeee me.” He gave me a wide smile.
“S-stop Tom I don’t, I was just wondering.” I got a little annoyed because he might be right.
“No you liar, you like me you want to get with me.” He still kept egging it on. “Just say it don’t be a scaredy ca-“
I cut him off with a harsh kiss to the lips, leaving him to ponder for a moment then join in with me. I pulled away. “Does that answer your burning question?” I sit back and let him think.
“I- I didn’t know you felt that way.” He was soft spoken and careful.
“Well now you do so just let it be, if your don’t like me that’s fine. If you do, great.” A part of me regretted doing that but another part was eager for what he was going to say.
“No I- I do like you. I always have.” He goes for my hand, holding it tightly.
“You do?”
“Yes I do.” I squeeze his hand back, looking into his soft eyes.
“How about I make it up to you.” He proposes.
“Yeah, by doing what?” A sneaky simile creeps up on my lips.
“By doing this.” He leans in for another kiss. Holding my cheek in his hand while the other rests on my clothed waist.
I kiss back with just as much passion, wrapping my hands around his neck bringing him impossibly closer.
I pull away with my arms still around his neck, draping off his shoulders. “Can I?” I ask staring into his honey brown eyes.
“Only if you want to baby.” I blush at the pet name and he moves so I’m under him. We continue what we did just seconds later. This time I move my hand to cup his growing bulge.
He opens his mouth to let out soft breaths as I palm him. “Please baby.” My heart skips a beat at his whiny words. Never expecting him to submit to a girl. But I use this to my advantage.
“Be patient baby.” I bring my other hand to caress his pink warm cheeks, he leans into my touch closing his eyes.
I remove my hand from his bulge and turn him around. Me on top of him now. He slightly sits up leaning on the headboard.
I run my hands up and down his chest inching closer to his sweatpants, daring to take them off.
“Do you want me to?” I toy with the waistband, letting it snap against his skin.
“Please y/n.”
I smirk and pull them down along with his boxers. His dick springing up going to lay on his stomach. I widen my eyes at the size but try to keep my composure.
I grab his dick and slowly pump it. Watching the pre cum leak from his tip. I let a bit of my spit fall onto his base, lubricating it.
I sit on my knees and bring my mouth to his aching dick. Watching as his face is full of lust waiting for me to do something.
I lean in and place his tip into my mouth. Sucking lightly at the tip going more and more down as I go. “Oh god.” He breathes out a shaky whine, lightly bucking his hips into my mouth, searching for more.
I listen to him and bob my head further into his dick, pumping what I couldn’t fit. He grabs a section of my hair and use it to relieve the built up pressure. Using it to also guide my head up and down.
I stop, harshly pumping his dick, and thumbing the tip while I catch my breath. “Want more?” I ask him already knowing his answer.
“Yes shit- please.” He begs for me to continue so I do as he says. Putting my mouth back on his dick. This time going faster than I was, deepthroating him. Earning hums and whimpers from him.
“Mmm I'm gonna cum, oh fuck!” He bucks his hips of in need to cum.
With a couple more bobs of my head he cums. Shooting his hot cum into my mouth. I ride out his high by pumping his dick a little more. Then, popping off his dick and swallowing his cum. Wiping my mouth as I do so.
“Fuck your so good.” He breaths out recovering from his high.
“Glad you liked it.” I grin helping him get up to clean him up. “Let me help you clean up, okay?” He nods accepting my offer.
I lead him into his connected bathroom. “Do you want to shower together or separate?” I ask him fine with doing either one.
“Can you, umm shower with me?” He’s shy about his answer and I giggle.
“Okay.”
He takes off his remaining clothes and I take off mine. His eyes stare at me in shock seeing my body for the first time. “Oh my god y/n, your gorgeous.”
“Thank you Tom.” I give him a quick kiss on the lips and turn on the water, letting it heat up.
“Can I wash your hair? I don’t need to wash mine today.” He once again nods and turns around. I put a little shampoo into my hands and scrub it throughout his dreads. He hums, savoring the feeling of my fingers running through his hair.
I let him wash it out and while he’s doing that I wash my body. Quickly scrubbing the body wash into my body and washing it right after he finishes.
I put some conditioner into my hands and run that through his dreads as well. Making sure they get all nice and smooth. Then washing it out as well.
“I’m gonna get us some clothes, you wash your body and I’ll be right back, okay?”
“Okay baby.” We kiss and he starts to wash his body.
I get out of the shower, grabbing a towel and lightly drying myself off, the wrapping it around my body. I walk out and go to his dresser. Picking out two pairs of boxers, two shirts, and basketball shirts for him.
I walk back into the bathroom and he turns off the shower and I give him his towel. “Thank you.” He dries himself off and I start to put on my clothes.
We smile and giggle at each other, sometimes getting carried away by having small make out sesh.
“Are you tired baby?” I ask him, he yawns and nods, walking us to the bed. We lay downs and he cuddles on top of me.
I’m laying down on my back and he is in between my legs with his arms wrapped around my frame, digging his head into my boobs.
“Y/n.” He almost whispers.
“Yeah Tom.” I look at him while playing with his damp dreads.
“Thank you. No one had ever don’t this for me. They’ve never taking care of me after we did something intimate. You’re the first girl to do that and I love you for that.” He pours out his heart drawing small shapes on my skin.
“I love you too Tom, it’s my pleasure to take care of you because now you’re my boyfriend.” I blurt out that last words and his head shoots up.
“Really!” He has a big smile on his face.
“Of course Tom.” I return the smile and we kiss again. This time it’s full of love and joy for each other.
Pulling away I stop playing with his loose dreads. “I’ll love you forever Tom.”
“I’ll love you for even longer.” He says and slowly, we drift off to sleep.
IM CRYING. THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE. I need myself a man. Anyways hope yall liked it.
BYE BBYS<3
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webslingingslasher · 1 year
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Could you write something with tom where reader is on her period and she's incredibly annoyed by anything, and tom thinks it's the funniest thing ever because you look adorable when you are mad and he can't take you seriously?
im so sorry bestie i have such a hard time writing tom and IDK WHY
Does Tom have to listen to his phone at full volume? 
You assume he has no special awareness, you were able to let him slide by while playing on his phone during the movie, you’ve seen it a hundred times and you’d rather have him next to you doing his own thing than in another room or out with his friends. However, playing videos at max volume was not okay, you couldn’t believe you had to point out that the movie playing should be louder than a cellphone. 
A stab is hit in your uterus, everything hurts and your boyfriend has no concept of shutting the fuck up. 
“Oh, I’m sorry, babe. Is the movie too loud? Do you want me to turn it down so we can watch soccer highlights?” 
Tom looks up from his phone, his cheeks lit with the phone screen, he blinks. “Huh? No, the movie is fine, baby.” 
You huff, “I’m so glad you think so, I can’t even hear it.” 
Tom just clicks the volume on his phone down by three, a smirk settling at your aggression. 
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You stomp through the house to find the culprit, he’s just around the corner. 
You make eye contact, he looks scared, good. 
“How dare you!” Your finger is pointed right at Tom, his hands held up in a surrender. 
“How dare you! You know how much I was looking forward to a hot shower and you used up all the hot water!” 
You’re pissed and rightfully so. You’d been preparing for a long steamy shower to help alleviate cramps but he slid in right before you and took all the hot water you planned to steal. 
Tom however, finds your furrowed brow and pathetic stomp adorable. 
“I’m sorry, baby. Give it ten minutes, I bet it’ll be back to steamy.” 
You pout, he wants to kiss it off your face. 
“But I wanted one now!” 
Tom gives a sympathetic frown, “how’s it feel to want?” 
He leans away laughing when you try and swat at his arms.
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Tom has to be doing this on purpose. 
He gets a kick out of it, he has to, there’s no other explanation. 
Tom is quite literally, crunching chips and smacking his lips as loud as humanly possible. It’s hard to miss, he’s less than six inches away from you in bed. You rub at your temples, “honey, do you have to chew so obnoxiously?” 
“Oh, was I? I’m sorry.” 
It was quick, almost admissible to the human eye. 
Just a tease of a smirk, he knows what he’s doing. 
“You like this, don’t you? Getting a rise out of me?” 
“Now why would you say that?” 
You glare at him, “it took me a minute, but it makes sense. You like seeing me mad.” 
Tom shrugs, “it’s cute. You get this little wrinkle in the middle of your eyebrows and you pinch your nose like a bunny.” 
“Oh, so while I’m bleeding out you’re making my time worse?” 
Tom holds up a finger to correct you, “I’m making my time dealing with you better.” 
This time he can’t dodge the hand that slaps his arm. 
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Gym Time and Shopping Trips
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Pairing: William "Will" "Ironhead" Miller x Retired pilot! Mom!reader
Characters: Retired pilot! Mom!reader, William "Will" "Ironhead" Miller, Benny Miller, Francisco "Catfish" Morales, Santiago "Pope" Garcia, Isabela (Frankie's daughter), Reader's daughter (unnamed), Tanya (Will's ex-fiancée)
Warnings: Fluff, new side of will, the gf affect, Benny being a punk, Santiago slutting it up at the gym, Frankie is tired of everyone's shit, this turned out cuter than I expected, the date scene is short, Frankie and reader being besties, the girls know what's up without the adults telling them
Word Count: 2,342
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Will regrets coming down with him, after bargaining with the security to make sure Santiago doesn’t get banned for life and Frankie running home to pick up his little girl so his babysitter could pick up her little girl from daycare; he was tired.
He appreciates the fact that Benny invites him to go and hang out but it’s not like it used to be ever since his brother finally got the guts to ask out his “crush”.
They’re always together, which doesn’t matter; he’s happy Benny’s happy but it does make for some awkward moments especially when the two-start making out or show how affectionate they are for one another.
It’s times like these that make him feel the loneliest, something he doesn’t think about often, even more so when Benny and his girlfriend start making more couple plans.
Will tends to overthink and gets lost in his thoughts, sitting at home alone doesn’t help either. He pushes himself off the couch, leaving whatever he was using as background noise to keep playing and heads into the kitchen.
He opens the fridge and finds a few items he could potentially use to make a meal but knows it won’t end well and searches for beer, needing a little something to help ease him after tossing and turning all night. He sighs because he needs to go grocery shopping and because he’s reminded of the nightmare he had about Tom and his ex-fiancée, Tanya.
The incident on the mountain and her telling him she’s leaving mingled into one torturous memory, she “said” she was leaving him because he let the man from the village kill Tom and she’s scared he’ll hurt her because he lost it in the grocery store.
-
He’s lost in his thoughts, mindlessly looking around the dairy section, only to stop as his body jolts. His eyes travel forward to find you, profusely apologizing.
“-rry, again. I wasn’t paying attention and I thought I had more room before I bumped into anything. Are you okay?”
He doesn't say anything, this honestly feels like the beginning of his nightmares; everything starts off all nice and before he knows it, it's terrible and he wakes up out of breath, tired, and unable to fall asleep.
"Uh," he starts before he realizes how stupid he sounds and gets into action. "I'm fine, it's no problem."
"No, it's not." You stand in front of him, staring at him. "I was taught to always make up for your mistakes and if I'm not mistaken," you check him up and down, remembering the meetings. "Miller, you were too. Let me at least buy something and we'll call it even."
He furrows his brows. "How did you-"
“I’ve been to a meeting or two of yours in the past. You were better than the other speakers I’ve heard before. Your words actually got through to people.”
You pull your phone out from your back pocket and check it, only to find a text from your babysitter sending out an emergency text because your little girl is sick and wants her mama. You breathe heavily through your nose. "Sorry again but I've got to go."
He watches as you rush over to the register and pay for your groceries. "Maybe next time?" He mutters to himself. He shakes his head, knowing he needs to stop looking before someone thinks he's being a creep.
He finishes off the night with a quick reply of Benny's shitty apology about why he was going to be late which then turned into a pitiful excuse for him essentially ditching his brother.
He doesn't see the usual scene that is the beginning of his nightmare, wasn't as bad as it could have been. He didn't wake up drenched in sweat, which hasn't happened for a long time and he's thankful to have finally gotten a decent night's sleep but the person in the dream concerns him.
He heads to the gym, knowing Benny's already there somewhere. It didn't take long for him to find his brother since he was still in his car, talking to his girl and scaring him wasn't part of the plan but he couldn't deny it and say that it wasn't fun because it was, it made him feel like a kid again.
Benny heads over to his usual training area and Will aims to get started on a little training of his own, needing to let off a little steam today.
Then Frankie's laughter pulls him out of his thoughts, and he turns around to find you talking with one of his friends. He didn't think things could get any weirder than right now.
"Does Fish have a girlfriend?" Benny teases him.
The man rolls his eyes, "no, she's just Isabela's best friend's mom. The girls want to have a sleepover soon. They've been begging us forever."
"So?"
The ex-pilot shoves the younger Miller, no longer in the mood to talk.
"Oh, come on. I was just kidding."
Frankie smiles, "I know." And pulls him into a headlock.
They struggle for a few minutes with Benny whining and begging for his older brother to help him (it doesn't persuade Will).
Then, something even better catches his eye, you. This is not what he was expecting to see today. 'Have you always been around here?' He wonders.
You're so into your workout and don't notice him staring, or maybe you do and don't want to acknowledge it. You push yourself harder, still finding it so hard to get him out of your head, making you feel like a schoolgirl; you thought you were past this.
You huff, remembering the meeting he gave a few months ago and didn’t give much thought to how he looked, sure he’s cute but you weren’t expecting to have an especially steamy dream about him... that night.
Benny breaks free from his friend and aims for you.
A tap on your shoulder and the younger Miller is hunched over and trying to catch his breath.
He’s more intrigued to know more about you after that. He knows Benny can handle himself but just seeing you take him down in less than two minutes was priceless.
Frankie shakes his head, “you’re an idiot.” He turns to you. “I told him not to come up to you.”
You take out your ear buds, “you told me about how your friends with idiots, but I didn’t think it was that bad.”
He chuckles, “hey, come on. Give the guy a break, he’s got a match later tonight.”
"So, he'll become even dumber."
"Hey!"
You turn to the fighter.
"We don't know each well enough for you to hash on me." You can't help but chuckle. "Fair enough."
Will stands back, watching as you interact with his brother and friend, seeing how you fit in so well.
"Doesn't he have a brother?" You ask Frankie.
Benny smiles and pulls his brother closer, hooking his arm around the back of his neck. "That'd be this guy here. We call him Will."
The man barely makes eye contact with you, which amuses you knowing he is one to always make eye contact and acknowledge the other person whether he wants to or not.
You smirk, "I know."
Benny raises a brow.
Santiago walks up, smiling as he tucks his phone back into his pocket, feeling exceptionally proud of the number he got. "What'd I miss?"
"Frankie made a friend."
"Someone who's not one of us. I'm- wow."
Frankie shakes his head, feeling like he should have become friends with completely different people. "Only because of our daughters and our piloting era's."
"You're a pilot too?" Santiago asks, wondering if you'd be interested in helping him (with future missions, or getting the rest of the cash, whatever comes first).
"I did, retired now." You pull your phone out of your pocket and check to see what time it is. "It's almost time for me to pick her up."
You raise your head, "I gotta go guys. It was nice talking to you all though." You glance back at the older Miller, "I still owe you a drink. Maybe sometime tomorrow?"
"Yeah," he clears his throat. "Yeah, that'd be fine. We can- I can do that."
"Morales, give him my number." You run back to your locker and throw your sweatshirt on (even if you're still a bit sweaty and hot).
You'd rather not deal with other people staring at you while you're stopped at a red light and your eyes are wandering, leading to judgment.
"Is it just me or does Will look like he's got a date," Benny says.
"Hell yeah, he does." Santiago pats the older brother's arm.
"She seems like- uh- like she's quite the catch too. I mean, if anyone knows anything it'd be him."
Will shrugs his brother off him.
Frankie waves the two away, knowing someone should talk to him and not interrogate him. “You two go over there.” He turns back to the older man. “If I ask, what that was, would you answer me?”
The man sighs, “her cart ran into mine at the store and she said that she had to buy me something as a way to pay me back.”
Frankie nods. “I mean, I told her she doesn’t have to.”
He glances back at his friend and realizes that he’s smiling. “What’s that look for?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Did you know her before your little girl went to school or something?”
“I was telling the truth when I said we met through the girls. We just- we talked, and we got to know each other more.” He nudges the blond's side with his elbow. "She's not gonna give up."
"Really?"
The ex-pilot nods, "you two would be good for one another."
-
You turn your phone on, letting the food mingle together and find a surprising text from your favorite speaker.
Unknown
"Hey, it's Will" Sent Read 5:47pm
"If you're still up for that drink, I know a good place" Sent Read 5:54pm
You turn to your daughter, smiling in a different way than you ever did before (something your little girl kept to herself).
-
You walk into the place and head out to the back like he said, finding you almost immediately.
“Hey.”
He looks up and doesn’t say anything.
“Are you okay?”
He shakes his head, standing up from his chair to pull out yours. “You just- you look amazing.”
You squirm in your seat, “really?”
“I think you already know that I don’t lie.”
“True. Now, tell me about yourself.”
“What do you want to know?” He hasn’t done this in a while and really doesn’t want to mess things up. He slowly realizes how much he likes you.
“What are you comfortable telling me?”
Will understands why you and Frankie get along so well.
You two look over the menu.
“Is there anything you don’t like or are allergic too?” You ask him. “Oh, sorry,” you say when you see his look. “Sometimes I swear I can’t turn off my mom brain?”
“No, no. It’s nice, I don’t think I’ve ever gone out with someone who made sure they got something they liked and not try to kill me.”
“I don’t believe it.”
“Then you wouldn’t believe half of the things I’ve said already.”
"Just gives you more of a reason to talk to me, right?"
Will doesn't think he's been on a date this fun, ever. "I guess you're right."
-
The end of the night was something neither of you wanted to come to.
"I guess this is it," you shrug.
"I guess so."
You pull your keys out of your bag and aim to unlock the door. He stops you, his warm and large hand slowly drawing your arm back, sliding down to hold your hand.
"I'd like to go out with you again."
"Yeah?" You ask, unable to hold back your smile.
"I really enjoyed our date. This time I'll owe you a drink."
"Damn right you will."
"I don't want to keep any longer than I have."
"You're right." He leans down and pecks your cheek before pulling away.
You turn and open the door which conveniently has Frankie standing right there. "You got her back safe and sound, have a good rest of your night, Will."
As soon as he pulls out of the driveway, your soon to be bestie bombards you with questions. "How was it? You gonna see each other again?"
You groan and head towards your room, throwing your jacket and purse onto your bed. "God man. I just got back. Hold the questions till tomorrow."
"But I won't get all the important details then."
"I'm not telling."
-
A few days later you two were enjoying yourselves, including one another in your workouts before his brother or anyone else could come.
You pick up the pace on the treadmill, trying to ignore the man beside you. You sigh and look at him, unable to hide your amusement. "Can you stop staring at me for two minutes?"
"No."
You're ready to tell him to go off and do his own thing when you hear your little girl calling you. You turn it off and catch her before she could run into your legs. "Hi, baby."
And then Frankie's girl pops up, enjoying the extra height as she settles in her uncle Will's arms. "This is my uncle Will."
"You're the one that makes my mama smile."
You avoid his gaze and focus on her.
"I do?"
Both girls' nod.
"Even daddy says so."
"Does he?"
Frankie's little girl nods. "Mmhmm."
"Hey guys."
You greet the flirty man.
"Did she tell you her infamous joke?" He asks you.
"No, why?"
"I assumed that's why you're flushed."
"Shut up."
Frankie pops up out of nowhere. "Seems like you guys are having fun."
"I'm ditching you guys."
"Nope," Will smiles at you with mischief in his eyes. "I was your ride." 
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jae-hwa6 · 2 months
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Twins Finale Thoughts
I wasn't sure if I was going to post anything for Twins series Finale. But since I made handwritten notes while I watched the ep, please enjoy a bulleted list of my real-time thoughts regarding the show.
Thank you! Sprite asking Zee if he spoke to First
Okay, Salmon not happy that Zee was being a bitch to First
Bro Fuck! She not mad about what i thought she was mad about
Why the fuck did Sprite not grill Zee about what he said to First?!
THESE BITCHES MADE MY BABY FIRST CRY
We should have had this reveal in ep 9. At the very least we could steep, simmer in the emotions First has the right to feel for at least two and a half eps. I'm so mad.
Why are they showing me shots/scenes we literally saw minutes ago? Not even episodes ago?
Lol Tan the Bestie
Y'all really just making people quit collegiate sports instead of going to the authorities. Zee was ASSAULTED
Tan got hit by a car. We don't have time for this
LMAO NSU volleyball team seems competent now that Sprite isn't there
BRUH we were robbed of Koh + Deddeaw
EVERTHING HAPPENING IS UNEARNED
Character growth: unearned
This family moment: Unearned
Sprite and First getting back together: unearned
Zee is still a whole ass prick
Sprite is the worst
First spitting facts
FIRST NOOOOO
I don't give a fuck about Tom
Deddeaw is precious and must be protected
I'm trying so hard not to scrub through. They fucked up so bad
Sam + Tan..... At least Tan not hospitalized
Medploy is not a good antagonist, but I love that she doesn't give a shit
Damn. How dare Medploy and May do that to baby-girl Namkhing? Where is this coming from? We don't have time for this.
Jack and Mike Moment and finally we know what these dudes are doing and its staying friends with benefits.
Don't even care at this point. My head-canon is that Jack and Mike lose touch cause Jack goes to play volleyball professionally and then the two of them meet years later and get married. Hopefully that gives both of them time to learn better communication skills. Mainly Mike.
Awwwww! I may not like that First had to crumble so quick, but the date is cute.
AWWWW THEY'RE PLAYING VOLLEYBALL TOGETHER
Sprite help your volleyball husband practice now that he's shown you the basics.
Storage room scene. Cool
If I had two words to describe this series, it's messy and unearned. It's like they just plopped a bunch of events in out laps and we're sitting here like, "What are we supposed to do with this?"
Which is saddening, cause the show could been that comfort show. It could have been so good. But they tried to force in so much and yet nothing happened in way that made sense. How do you squander an entire series?
I'm not saying saying that it's not difficult to make a series. I love that they made it or at least tried to. However, the series really needed to be taken back to drawing board. It needed some rewrites and some editing, and maybe a second and third pair of eyes.
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Bestie I am on my knees begging for you to please write (if you want to you you can always say no) please write a protective icemav x reader???? Like they’re out and about one night and run into readers ex and that relationship didn’t end on the best of terms and the ex is like wow you have really downgraded and Icemav are like nah she’s upgraded
A/n: As soon as I saw this bestie I RAN to write this!!
Warnings: Mentions sex. Minors DNI 18 ONLY
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The music blared in bar you three were on a date in. Tom spun you around, causing you to laugh and stumble into Pete as you danced with them. "Easy sweetheart" Pete murmured in your ear, causing you to flush at the way his body felt pressed against yours. Tom moved against you both, "I think it's time to cut you off for a bit baby girl" he grinned, putting a hand on your cheek. "Let's get you to the table and get some food in you before you keep drinking" he said.
You could feel the alcohol and adrenaline coursing through your veins and nodded, happily accepting their help as you made your way to the table. You happily clung to your boyfriends, tonight it was your birthday celebration and they took you out to the new bar that opened up.
You giggled as Pete pulled you onto his lap, kissing your neck lightly before you all ordered. Tom grinned, nudging Pete, "Someone has been staring at our girl, give him a show?" He asked. When you turned, your blood ran cold and you sobered up quickly. You pushed Pete's head away, "T-That's Jackson" you whispered.
Both of their faces grew serious, watching him approach the table. Jackson was your ex who manipulated you and it took them both a long time of building you back up to get over what happened.
"Y/n? Is that you?" He asked, he eyed you up with a grin. "Yes, what do you want Jackson? I told you to leave me alone a long time ago" you said. Tom and Pete got cocky grins on their face, they had your permission that if they ever met him that they could completely destroy him. "I see you downgraded from me. Couldn't get anyone as good as me so you had to go for two?" He chuckled. Pete pulled you closer, kissing your neck "Actually, she upgraded" he said. "You see, she got two very successful pilots" Tom continued. "She realized she needed more then just one to satisfy her, that's us" he said, standing up and looking down at him.
"Apparently, a dick the size of yours isn't that good. What did she call it again Pete?" Tom grinned, you were trying to not laugh, "Shrimp sized, I believe Tom" Pete said. "Also he apparently had the stamina of a fourteen year old discovering porn for the first time. Couldn't keep up with her, she would fake making it to the finish line. Baby, have you ever faked with us?" Pete asked, rubbing circles into you hips with his thumbs. "Not once" you smiled. "But that isn't where we only satisfy her.... We do this thing called listening" Tom said, grabbing Jacksons ear. They gained a crowd who was laughing at Jackson already. "Now take the hint, and leave" he hissed, shoving him.
Jackson glared and ran off, Tom turned to you to make sure you were okay. "That was hot" you chuckled, "Thank you for standing up for me" you started to say, "Were your boyfriends, no need to thank us" Pete told you.
You got pulled into hot, searing kisses that left you dizzy "Why don't you both bring me home and show me how much better you are again" you grinned.
They both shared grins and helped you up, Tom lightly smacking you butt to make you move faster. "Faster you go, faster we can make sure you don't walk properly for a week" he promised.
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lepidoptlangka · 3 months
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happy new year bestie westie woo 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍🥰🥰😍‼️✨✨✨✨🫶🫶🫶🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨
Kys
That’s not /j.
Maybe it is /j.
Anyway I said sending this would result in not doxxing you but something equal or worse and you knew that and decided to send this so be prepared.
I apologise in advance for what I’m about to reveal but your actions in this ask cannot be forgiven.
So- information about toasterrrr aka Toby because he lied and isn’t toast.
Former Mha fan, has/had merch.
Had a boy band phase including 1d
Mcyt phase (hates dream as he should but also knows way too much)
A gay man (boy)
Did a lovejoy music video with a few days left until the due date for an assignment.
Likes British guys and music and culture. PLAINNNNN. (No offence to British people I follow/that follow me/friends.)
Lies about going to a nirvana concert.
Went to see kriffing Paul McCartney????? Idk why I’m putting that here but I am.
Listen to Bernie sanders music (you should really check out the playlist)
Has probably watched very Dan and Phil video multiple times since childhood (Dan and Phil are great but still)
Saw Dan Howell live. How much more gay can you get?
Percy Jackson fan. Can’t read for the life of him yet managed to read every Percy Jackson book and you know what good on him for that one.
Made a Twitter account just for a history task and brought in the Harry Potter series for the same task. The task was chose a woman from the list and talk about significance in history or something. He did it on JK Rowling just to complain and I think that’s hilarious but also Twitter and the books what. (Also another kid did margretvtahtcher lol)
Crushes on males.
Is literally so kriffing gay homosexual (?) gay. (NOT a twink though so give him that)
Pretty much only watches video essays on YouTube. If I could (I actually he’s probably sent me a screenshot before) I would attach a photo of his YouTube recommended.
Knows the lyrics to toxic gossip train (It’s an inside joke in our drama class now.)
Mz (ms but she (Ms cal) says MIZZZZ for some reason) Cal’s no.1 fan (not).
Was sad when he didn’t get to play a character that was a sexual assaulter. Had to play his dad instead. Was probably better off playing the dad. Also can we please just burn the play Away by Michael how like ew horrendous go away (we (students) banned the word in our drama class).
Plays way too much minecraft and games.
One time we stayed up at a sleepover and yeah I don’t sleep but he stayed up to watch a minecraft twitch stream (he’s probably done that multiple times).
Has cut his own hair and bangs multiple times. Idk if it’s ever ended well (it looks fine but still).
Has probably read most creepy pastas.
Still has ddlc on his laptop I think???
Has the communist manifesto downloaded not because he’s a communist but because our idiot drama teacher said we’ve both probably read it. So he did it to spite her but also what.
Almost made a deceleration of war.
Tried to get on a cringe compilation video once.
Oh yeah and the image he kriffing loves JD from Heathers and also Christian Slater (valid I guess).
Has ghost hunting tools. (Cool)
Actually not only does he only watch video essays but he also used to just watch ghost videos.
Has watched a like nine or more hour video on conspiracy theories.
Glee fan.
French lover.
Theatre geek but cringe way maybe not who knows.
Plays a 21 year old man in DND where everyone else is a 16 year old girl. Tries to defend himself in that but never succeeds.
Owns a skateboard but doesn’t skate.
Can’t ice skate for the life of him will not get off the wall. Got off the wall for a second so we could take a photo and say he did get off and then he immediately was like ‘okay can we please go back now ;-;’.
Has a book with a title page that says ‘Freedom fighters but better’.
Says ‘I don’t like the smiths’ ‘people who listen to the smiths are weird’ and listens to the smiths.
Is not out of his Tom Holland phase.
Is still not over some random guy in a skeleton costume from the Easter show how many years ago.
’aw that spider is cute’ (photo) but when he sees any tiny harmless insect is like NAJXJXJWHb AHHHH GET IT AWAY.
Only drinks coffee.
Listens to at least one panic at the disco song.
Left me sitting alone sick and half not there for a while because he wanted a soft drink and caffeine and the vending machine wouldn’t take his money so he wanted someone else’s (I don’t care but it’s funny, also when I moved where I was sitting and he left again some other guy came up and was talking to me so it’s chill).
Sent a photo o that I was in that I didn’t know I was in from when I had a not good bob cut and said ‘you look so emo’ because of my hair.
Follows a homophobic as hell girl on istagram and he doesn’t know why but it’s kinda funny because she’s so annoying and her posts are so bad it’s hilarious.
Probably tried to eat a battery once.
Basically wrote a summarised script of a Netflix movie and named the characters after Greek myth characters and made them gay for a drama assignment.
His wattpad history and reading lol. Will it let anyone see it. Has to preface that every time someone takes his phone. Uh- (do I feel bad for listing this yes did I tell you this list wouldn’t be purely a joke also yes)
German.
Tea anti.
Isn’t American but is obsessed with Starbucks.
Has watched part of Riverdale.
I had to tell him five million times how to pronounce the names of Greek gods and it didn’t work for at least a year. Actually everyone I hung out with did that and idk why they didn’t listen.
Sometimes weirdly American.
Actually used to be really into a bunch of animes and he’s a guy but lowkey it was that white girl doesn’t actually care about anime but says she does and isn’t a wee so is just cringe way. He’s out of that phase now but still.
Had a straight phase in which he insisted he was straight but was very clearly gay because he still talked about men all the time. This was after coming out as gay the first time.
Started a thing/trend in an old terrible friend group of coming out via Google slides. Ahead was being truthful but all the people that followed jsut lied and faked for attention and to be cool yet are actually super everything phobic.
Poetry anti yet loves when things are poetic.
Was into a guy (? Kinda) that we thought was a surfer dude at some point.
Never shuts about Josh hutcherson and every other message is taht whistle thing. I still have an ask of it in my inbox that is never getting posted.
Does not like children. Makes no exceptions.
Has a folder of almost every message some people have ever sent him.
Doesn’t have scissors or glue??? Like I get that I have four pairs but get your own???? (/j /lh)
Writes in green pen not because it’s all he has but because he has every other colour and just wants to be different. I didn’t even know he could see green that well.
Homework copier.
I’m actually not bothered to continue.
There’s probably stuff I didn’t think to put in or just left out anyway. (There is a lot I left out.)
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xtom-darling-x17 · 2 years
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My beloved
Pairing - Tom Holland x reader
Summary - You and Tom getting married. What happens at your wedding, day and night.
Warnings - Smut 18+ (Praise kink, sex, unprotected but the reader is on birth control)
A/N - Requested by Anonymous, I hope you like it! Thank you to all the love and support on previous posts! Please requested because they are open, see my navigation post for more details!
word count - 1.8k
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Roses bloom as the sun set shines on the little island in Greece, you curled up into Tom’s chest. You knew you should really be sleeping separately but you can’t resist the temptation.
Barely opening your eyes, you shift in your slumber sending Tom body to wake up a bit. “Good morning, My love,” he mumbles, eyes still closed as he brings you closer. You are a wake but only a tiny bit, not really knowing what was going on but enough to hear.
“Good morning, Tommy,” Tom puts the cover higher over you back, which your grateful for knowing he always knew when you shiver. You fall asleep again, last thing you felt was Tom’s lips against your forehead.
Tom wakes up first this time, more refresh than waking up in ungodly hours of the morning. Looking over to see the time is 10am, “Shit,” He whispers, he turns to head to his sleeping Angel.
“Baby, you need to wake up,” Tom gently, whispers tapping you. You shift the other way, “why, so early?” You mumble, tired. “You booked our ceremony to be early, remember?” He chuckles, “But in all honesty we need to get ready.”
“Yeah,” you turn to face him again, Tom planting sweet kisses to your skin. You giggle as he peppers them all over you, “Al- Alright, Alright I’m up, I’m up, just pls stop,” you giggle harder, you stand up making your way to the bathroom.
Tom just watching your beautiful ass walk to the bathroom. When your out with your body cleaned and teeth brush, Tom goes get ready himself. You throw on some clothes, ready to go to breakfast.
Now waiting for Tom, you sit on your phone looking at the send messages.
Your mum: you up? It’s the big day, my y/n/n is getting married
You: Yh, Tom and me just heading down for breakfast
Your friend: can’t wait to send you off with your beloved today, better come for break 😏
You: your too cheeky even for me sometimes and I am I’m waiting for My beloved 😎
Your friend: ofc bestie
You roll your eyes, laughing seeing Tom ready to go. You head out the hotel room down to breakfast.
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“You look stunning, Dear!” Yours and Tom mum says, smiling. “Thanks, I feel it too!” You nod. “I just know that Tom is so lucky, you make the perfect couple.” Nikki smiles, “Thank, Nikki means a lot.” You hug her, then your mum.
Siblings will be siblings, your little sister trying to trip you up for no reason in your wedding gown. “Yh, really funny rug rat,” you laugh as you look like your going to chase her. She runs away, going down the hall to Tom. You shook your head, your little brother being by his side too. Your friend laughs at you, “what are you looking at?” You tease, “my beautiful, bestie!” She smirks running back to the room.
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Tom ties his tie up completely his tux suit, looking real handsome in the mirror. His brothers smiling at how happy they are for him, and of course you too! They see your sister come flying in the room, as your brother giggles hugging her. She makes grabby hands to Tom thou.
“Little rug rat, what have you been up to?” Tom asks, as he lifts her up. She giggles more, “Nothing, you gonna marry sister,” She nods to him. “Yes, Y/N pretty isn’t she? Just like your so adorable pumpkin.”
“Yh, Tommy,” your sister gets down to play chase your brother. “You look good man,” Harry says, sam and paddy agreeing. “Thanks, You look all good too maybe even for once better than me.” Tom teases, Sam and paddy laugh.
Tom dad walks in congratulating him, like his brothers. Tom nods, as your brother wants attention from him. “Hey, little man. You good?” He asks, “Yh, your good too.” He giggles, coping his soon to be uncles. “Let’s, go to my wedding with your sister,” Tom chuckles, taking his hand going outside.
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You walking down the isle graceful as a princess to your Prince. Your maids, one of them being your friend lifting up your dress so you don’t trip up on it. Your dad let’s go of your arm for you to stand next to Tom.
Tom takes your hands into his, the priest begins to say his speech.
Tom and you exchange vows to one another.
“The day I met you, I always knew that I wanted you to be mine. Your so beautiful in the way no one can describe, your talents are amazing. I know that I have so many good adventures with you and over time even more.” Tom speaks, with confidence in his words.
“Your like a good poem that is calming, always knows how to take care of me. Your handsome and how you balance different things with life, your personality is great. I couldn’t ask for anything better than I got with you because what we have is incredible.” You smile, talking proudly of Tom.
You exchange rings, feeling his fingers take yours is heavenly. Trying not to cry right there and then.
“Do you Thomas Stanley Holland take (your full name) to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love hold and live with her in sickness and health.”
“I do,” Tom smiles
“Do you (your full name) take Thomas Stanley Holland to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love hold and live with him in sickness and health.”
“I do,” you smile
“I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride,” The priest and everyone claps as Tom takes you into his arms.
He gives you a sweet kiss on the lips, everyone watching how adorable you are together.
🧋
The after party was quite something, fun and laughter all around. Everyone coming who didn’t make it for the ceremony congratulating you has been lovely.
“May I take this dance with you, my beautiful wife,” You turn around taking Tom’s hand.
“You may, my husband,” giggling as you go into the middle of the dance floor.
You and Tom slow dancing to really beautiful song, Everyone stops to watch you have your moment. Tom twirling you around like your an actual princess, makes you laugh.
After Everyone claps, you and Tom going to get get changed and then food.
“You eating cake? Before your sandwich,” you question Tom as you eat your own food. Tom got caught red handed, “Yh, don’t tell my mother,” Tom jokes. you shake your head, “your unbelievable,”
Tom puts his plate down, takes your plate down too. He cups your cheek, “your the real unbelievable one Darling, your so beautiful wowing everyone of your beauty!” Tom kisses your lips passionately, “I love you so much, Mrs.Holland.”
“You are charming,” you giggle, kissing him back. “Mmm, I love you so much too, Mr.Holland,” you giggle, picking up your plate again.
“Even graceful when you eat,” Tom flirts, you push him back a bit and he chuckles more.
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“Have fun, with your beloved,” your friend winks at you, laughing. “Yh, I will.” You smirk back.
You say your last goodbyes to your family as you go up to your hotel room for the night. Tom taking your hand to walk to your room, when everyone was out of sight. You did not except Tom to lift you up bridal style, carrying you.
“Oh, fuck Tom you could of warned me,” you giggle, loving the feel of his hands. “Yh but what’s the fun in that?” He smirks, kissing your forehead.
He opens the door with his key card with you still in his arms, “Impressive,” you remark, giggling. “Well when you play Nathan Drake you get use to doing shit like that,” he placed you down gently.
“Can you help me get my dress off?” You ask, stroking his arm. “Gladly, love” you stand up for Tom to unzip you.
🧋
Your breath hitches as you can feel his hands unzip you. You turn around to let your dress drop, Tom smirking at the sight of you.
“Beautiful as always,” he whispers, attacking your neck and lips. You let out a moan, “Tommy, I can’t wait anymore.”
“Me neither, love. You looked so gorgeous I can’t contain myself,” you smile, as his hands roam against your body.
Tom getting undressed, as you take the rest of your clothes off. You straddle him on the bed, “Has your cock been Hard for me Tommy?” You smirk, as you press your hips against him.
“Fuck, yes Darling.” He groans, flipping you around. You gasp, “Don’t think in your in control princess!” He kisses your neck, sending butterflies to your stomach.
“Mmm, what was that. Sweetheart?”
“Your fingers, fuck and your cock!” You moan out, “beg baby, let me hear you.” Tom grinds himself on you, loving seeing you so desperate for his touch.
“Your cock Tommy, want it in my pretty Pussy,” you begged, kissing his lips. “Good girl,” He puts in the tip, slowly pushing it in your wet, hot core. “Yes, pls move Tommy.” You roll your eyes back as the pleasure of his cock inside you takes over.
“Fuck, Baby your so gorgeous with taking my cock!” Tom praises, moving his hips faster and so deep into your hips. You can feel like Dick throbbing inside you as he moves in and out, pushing really fucking hard.
“Tommy, feels so fucking good,” you whine, gripping hold of his curly locks. “You feel so good too, Darling.” He grunts, as he fucks you harder. “What me too fuck your behind baby girl?” Tom questions, kissing you. “Fuck yes,” You nod, quickly.
Tom flips you around with his strong, muscular arms, your now on your stomach. He brings you closer to his hips, as his cock slips into your hole again. “Fuck me faster Tommy,” you moan, unholy sounds coming out of your mouth.
“Yes, Baby you like that?” Tom grunts as he fucks you even faster, slapping your ass with his Large, sexy hands. “Fuck, yes I fucking love it!” You scream, “Tommy, my pussy clenching around you!!” Tom moans at your sounds, “Feels, Feels so Fucking Good,” you shout.
Tom grips on your waist as he fucks your deeper, with his long, Hard cock. “Fuck, are you close Sweetheart?” He softly, asked. “Yes, so close,” you moan. “Cum for me, Darling,” you let out a scream of his name as you release your high into pure pleasure.
“So fucking, beautiful My love,” Tom Moans out, as he came into you. “You wasn’t to bad yourself,” you giggle turning around, you pulled him in for a hug. “Let’s get you cleaned,” Tom lifts you up to go to the bathroom. You smile as he is always so caring after sex.
Your in the bath together, just relaxed and calm as you talk to each other.
“Was it a good day?” Tom asked, kissing you smiling. “Yes, it was!” You smile, kissing him back.
“Love you so much, Darling,” Tom snuggled his head in between your shoulder.
“Love you so much too, Tommy,” you stroke his curly, brown locks.
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hyenasheep · 2 years
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Some random specific headcanons for Ghouls
Beacuse I'm trying brainstorming ☕
When Aether hugs you he's doing that little thing when he will squeeze you super hard for a few seconds and than let you go while patting your head
Swiss LOVES cheesy romcoms such as Friends, To All The Boys I've Ever Loved, Midnight In Paris, Mamma Mia or La La La Land (even better if it's a musical) and one of his most favorite romantic movies ever is Dirty Dancing. He and Copia had seen the film already thousand times, it's their comfort movie and they remember all lines and especially dance moves by heart
-I already mentioned this one in my latest post but- Aether is that type of person who will listen to you regardless of the situation or topic, you can talk about tea spoons, weather or DND session while joining a bishop's sermon and he will be genuinely interested and focused
Swiss nonironically loves Just Dance, he has a collection of all games and probably is a proud member of the JD fandom. He's probably even of the admins
Cirrus and Cumulus are besties with Mist (ghoulette from third era), they often hanging out and has private chat on Discord where they share cute animal tiktoks, diy's or anything music related "Hey Ghesties look at this Slipknot meme ⚫👄⚫" "Omgg did you guys hear that new Abba album? This song kinda slaps" "Y'all Gorrilaz just dropped their tour list"
Rain and Mountain loves asmr relaxing videos and playlists with a specific aesthetic povs. For example:
Pov: you're studying in a haunted school, it's hot outside and you're trying to ignore demon bully who's sitting next to you.
Pov: it's a cold spring morning, you're walking through a deserted forest in the mountains, but you're not alone.
Pov: it's 3 am, you're supposed to clean up the church after midnight mass but instead you start listening to music that comes from a altar (slowed + reverb)
Dew's weakness are scented candles, if you're trying to settle with him after an argument, buy him a qualitative scented candles which lasts a long time and have a strong and intense scent. Unfortunately most of the ghouls/siblings tries to usually look for a different options cuz' there's a 90% chance he will 'accidentally' set the room and the rest of the building on fire
Cirrus quickly befriended Stratus/Sunshine (the new ghoulette) aka extrovert adopted a introvert, Cirrus also wants her to join their ghoulettes dm group but S. Can be extremely shy when it comes to meeting new ghouls especially through social medias
Rain loves Marvel movies, he's not that much into comics but he likes superhero stuff. He saw all movies and series, bought some merch such as Thanos's glove/Deadpools robotic talking head/Vision Teddy bear/Captain America's shield as pizza cutter etc., he even few times joined a Comiccon and has a signed poster by Tom Hiddleston. He doesn't want to admit it but he has a crush on Captain America and Silver Surfer.
Mountain practices yoga, he tried it few times before he was summoned, than stopped cuz of drums and than started again cuz his back began to ache from daily drumming. He's actually really good at it. Occasionally Cumulus joins him during one of his daily routines.
Although it doesn't seem so at first glance, Cumulus loves horror movies. Whenever any new horror movie or series comes out she plans a movie night, as soon as she watches it she will go sharply rate it on IMDB. One of her favorite movies are Hereditary and The Ring. Of course she's also a huge fan of true crime podcasts.
Stratus/Sunshine has special playlists for literally any mood or any kind of situation. Crying at 3 am over that one person you met at 2007, and then you've never seen them again? Boom, here's a playlist. You're having a picnic with your ghoul friends in the park, but a storm came out of nowhere so you ran to hide but you realized, it was quite fun to be outside and so you started dancing in the summer rain? Woohoo, another playlist. Have you experienced a moment, that seemed like a scene from a movie but no one believes you it ever happened? You see me where im going- Bang, playlist, you welcome.
Dew has a personality of orange cat with one brain cell. "Never let them know your next move." Said after he ate soap before one of the bands meetings and called it Soap Opera. That's also one of the reasons why he doesn't have anymore any free space for his mouth under his new ghoul helmet. He's still mad at Copia for that 'design' decision.
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best bestie hiiii and happiest marcia monday in the world to u <333 (we manifested her back!!)
i RAN to your inbox because i have to know your thoughts on the latest ep. i thought it was sm more sad than last week 😭
best bestie hii!!! sorry for not getting to this yesterday! i hope you had the most amazing marcia monday and wishing u an even better tabitha tuesday!! <333
regarding the episode, i’m so glad we always run to each other to scream!! i did cry more in the previous episode, but there such a deep sadness to this one, especially with shiv 😭 seeing them actually have a somewhat healthy convo about their feelings made me SOB because look how far they came! i feel like roman will be so hard to watch because he will hit rock bottom so quickly because he looks too “okay” and it will be terrible! for ken to be “winning” in ep 4? yeah, he’s about to crash and i’m not ready, im so scared that the water motif becomes even more real for him 😭but the paper was such a genius writing decision, because he will forever wonder if it was underlined or not 😭 and shiv… baby ): even tho i’m not the biggest fan of the pregnancy arc in other show, i think it does make sense for shiv and it’s been hinted so much but it happened at the saddest possible time 😭 the way she says “you can’t go, not now” to logan and it’s even sadder now … i also never realised how much i liked the angst between her and tom but they’re KILLING me this season, there’s just something so deeply sad about their relationship that always gets me 😭 worried but excited to see where she goes because maybe things will turn around for her (this is me manifesting)
i’ll shut up soon because omg that’s so much text aojdisjdikfid but just wanna add that i somehow became a greg hater ?? 💀 he was my babygirl but i genuinely find myself wanting his scenes to be over now, him being more evil (the scene with kerry was my limit) than funny does not work for me, i hope he doesn’t even get the 20$ from shiv back by the end of this 💀
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winedark · 1 year
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rules: list eight shows for your followers to get to know you better.
tagged by @alethiometry!! thank u bestie <333
tagging: @wolfhalls, @godsopenwound, @derelictship, @avgustea, @besukhov, @wolveswithoutteeth <3
(lets see if i HAVE 8 shows)
elementary. SHOW OF ALL TIME. it is truly the only sherlock holmes adaptation i've watched from the last 20 (30? 40??) years that feels like a modern adaptation and not a self-parody (miss sherlock excluded — i've yet to watch!). i never got the hate towards nyc being the setting except i guess america bad?? but it makes total sense imo and it breathes light into one of the most adapted books ever. jlm's sherlock is SO treasured to me, lucy liu's watson is just as dimensional as sherlock, girlboss moriarty, BEES, also the focus on recovery throughout the series gave it so much heart, its truly such a good adaptation. i know fundamentally its just some procedural crime show (and its biggest flaw is obviously the inclusion of ny-pd, s03 e08 you mean nothing to me) but i love her and i rewatch the first season pretty much every year. literally where would i be without her
the x files. mulder and scully have had an IRREVERSABLE impact on my fashion sense. i am watching every single episode with a notepad by my side and taking detailed notes of what they're wearing. i love this show so much, every other episode is outrageously problematic even for its time, but i'm obsessed. iconic theme tune (my dads ringtone btw). scully is one of my ultimate pop culture heroes but i think i'm more like mulder (my hero for being irritating). i think my favourite episode is wet wired. i've never seen anything past season 7.
the sopranos. WAIT! wait before u (understandably) judge me i promise its more than a dudebro mafioso show, i think the characters are all some of the best written characters i've ever encountered, and idk i don't watch a lot of similar shows but i don't get the impression that its about justifying the mafia lifestyle, quite the opposite. also the introspection that you see develop is phenomenal. what really floors me about the show is that the female characters are ALL so incredibly written, carmella soprano i love u 💍 i'm actually only half-way through this show so maybe the inclusion to this list is premature but i trust my judgement
succession. this show is constantly rotating in my mind like a slow roast. i'm also quite convinced that 90% of the fans are watching an entirely different show. is tom my favourite character YES but i hope shiv leaves him and he gets nothing in the divorce and he has to move back to iowa or wherever. he's the worst. marcia i love you
it's always sunny in philadelphia. embarrassing how many times i've seen seasons 2-10 but my brother and i's lexicon are primarily references from this show. i think my favourite episode is the cereal defense, it's so stupid.
1899. netflix i am gonna get you bitch 🔪 daniel crawling out of the atlantic ocean changed me
ummmm. i don't have 8 shows. can i leave this as a placeholder for yellowjackets because i see potential my loves <3 if not um. earth's greatest spectacles, the 3 part documentary series narrated by domhnall gleeson that changed my world. i think about it all the time. i love u new england i love u svalbard i love u okavango.
how to get away with murder.
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this show has done so much psychological damage, charlotte and i watched it together and i've not been the same since. i don't even know where to start; why is your penis on that dead girls phone. season 1 part 1 being the best few episodes of television ever and immediately going downhill after. annalise keating will send anyone to jail. bonnie killing a 22 year old because why not. whatever the hapstall case was. michaela pratt's villain era (ilu). laurel's flop era. connor's haircut. michaelasher breakup on some random crossover episode in favour of a character who gets about 2 minutes screentime. guy murdered at the gay wedding. michaela growling at someone in a grocery store. connor being the ONLY person to get arrested for murder(conspiracy?) out of the k5, while arguably being the person most removed from committing actual murder (flop king). gay divorce. frank incest reveal based entirely on the ''foreshadowing'' of some throwaway season 1 line. franklaurel girlies found dead. whatever the fuck was going on in the series finale. i'm not the same
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OKAY i watched edge of tomorrow and it was SO FUCKING GOOD like what a good idea for a movie i was CAPTIVATED it felt like a video game and OH MY GOD CAGE IS SUCH A SIMP FOR RITA i swear i watched the scene in the barn like ten times HIS HANDS when he’s bandaging her shoulder 😮‍💨 and making her coffee 🥺 i want to gif it and gosh he’s so yummy when he’s a freaking MESS thats a mf malewife if i’ve ever seen one!!!!!! cage is like: pls let’s go back to the farmhouse to sleep and rita: *shoots him in the head* FUCK thank u a million for encouraging me to wathc it i will be thinking about major william cage way too much now🥲
AGHHHHHH BESTIE YES OMG EDGE OF TOMORROW BRAINROT WE LOVE TO SEE IT WE LOVE TO HEAR IT!!!!!! OUGHODGHUDG ALL OF YOUR THOUGHTS ARE SO CORRECT IM EATING THE DRYWALL GODDD
cage is SUCH a simp for rita i love that we are all saying it, if she has 1million fans he is one of them if she has 1 fan he is one of them etc etc, hes literally so fucking gone on her its beautiful to watch his love for her start to unfold ohhhh i need a paramedic
and the barn scene yes my GOD!!! i’m not the first one to say it but the service sub energy in there was killing me softly, for such a selfish man he cares for her so selflessly, dying over and over again for the sake of a hopeless future but refusing to let her stake her own life on it, stopping time just to afford her this little luxury, how could you ever expect me to be normal about it like be serious hes so in love with her… god they give me knight and princess vibes but he’s the princess who clearly thinks she’s the knight and it’s so ououghguhgogu <- dead
he is yummy he is SO YUMMY ugh the training scenes where we get to see him with his hair down and hes all sweaty and he looks so good like man wdym you’re not a soldier !!! and he’s just so tired and scared and confused all the time we love to see it honestly nobody is better at playing pathetic, pitiful, sopping wet little meow meows than tom cruise <3
i am so so glad my encouragement bore fruit. please if u ever have even a single thought about major bill cage feel free to stop by my door bc i can assure you it will be very welcome in my brain 🫡
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faye-writes-stuff · 2 years
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For @cant-see-sam ty bestie
Damn coffee machine
AU: coffee shop
Request: yes
Character: Tommy :]
Fic type: drabble-oneshot kinda thing
Tw: none? I think, other than swearing lol, oh and a minor burn
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Ah yes, your ideal morning, getting yelled at by a bunch of Karens. As you were making this lady’s Frappuccino, the coffee machine broke. Again. Your life was the worst.
“Damn it” You muttered under your breath, first a bunch of horrible Karens in a biking group called ‘Baking Bikers’, and now you have to deal with a broken coffee machine. And of course, your coworker/best friend is late. Again. Speaking of, where the hell is he?
“IM HERE, IM HERE, IM SORRY IM LATE. MY PC BROKE LAST NIGHT AND I WENT TO GET PARTS TO FIX IT THIS MORNING.’’ Ah, speak of the devil and they shall appear. “Tommy, how nice of you to join us.” You muttered, still trying to get the damn coffee machine working. “Yeah, yeah, I know I’m sorry dickhead.” The blonde boy replied back, almost instantly. “Just start making drinks, I’ll be at the register once I fix this thing.”
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After burning your hand twice, you managed to fix the dang thing. Luckily your manager Sam, was able to take over the register while you used the first aid box for your burns. “Ah- fuck that hurts” you muttered, bandaging it after putting some ointment on it. “What hurts?” A loud booming voice, coming from your left said. You yelped at the loud noise, “AHH JESUS TOMMY. I didn’t hear you enter the break room???’’ “Well that’s just cause I’m stealthy, like a spy.” The taller boy replied, smirking. “Shut the hel up nerd.” You said, quickly jumping into your friendly banter.
“Damn. It’s been 20 minutes, Sam is gonna yell at us LMAO” The blonde boy quipped. “Did you just say ‘lmao’ out loud?” You asked. “Yes, do you have a problem with it short bitch?” You sighed, knowing you wouldn’t win this fight and walked out of the break room.
“Hey kiddos, how’s your hand y/n?”
“Oh, it’s fine Sam. Still hurts a bit but I’ll be ok.”
“Hmm, I think you should take the rest of the day off, you too Tommy”
“Hell yeah!”
“Are you sure? Hannah and Ant don’t get here for another half hour?”
“Oh, I’ll be fine. You two go have fun, and y/n make sure your careful with your hand”
“I will, thanks Sam!”
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You and Tommy rode the bus home, neither of you talking, just enjoying the silent hum of the bus. Tommy decided you should hang out at his house and watch a movie.
You two got off the bus and walked a block back to his house, once you got there his mum let you in. After saying hello to her, you and Tommy went up to his room to chill. “What movie should we watch?” He asked. “You know what I’m gonna say Tom” you chuckled, “ughhhh again? We’ve seen it 400000 times” Tommy whined. “Pleaaassseee?” You begged. “Fine, but only if we can watch all the movies.” He grumbled. “Yay! Sleepover it is!”
You two platonically cuddled while watching your favorite movies and eating popcorn. Around 11pm you started to doze off, and before you fell asleep, you heard Tommy mumble, “good night n/n”
Maybe life wasn’t as bad as you thought, maybe it would get better. But all you knew was that your Blonde best friend would be by your side the whole way.
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A/n: ok it was kinda crap at the end, but I was running out of motivation, and it’s the middle of the night when im writing this. I’m tired, so uh, Goodnight/morning/afternoon/evening to anyone who reads this.
A/n 2: idk if this is accurate lmao, I don’t have a job so uh yeah
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gamerkats · 1 year
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Wednes-sending out good luck, good fortune, and good vibes-day!
It has been a horrible two weeks for us. So many things have gone from bad to worse, and the shit train doesn't seem to be stopping any time soon.
Which got us to thinking how many other people are also going through some extremely tough times. So, this GoodCubed is going out to everyone whose sanity is hanging on by a thread.
Everyone knows if you hang on long enough, it's going to get better. However, no one ever talks about what the hell to do in the meantime. So, here's what we do to get from torrential downpour of bad luck to when the sun finally comes back out.
Breathe. Mindfulness or Box breathing are both good.
Ugly cry in the shower.
Watch old sitcoms. (Right now we're binging the hell out of M*A*S*H)
Doodle/Color in a coloring book, but not nicely, like a child in a horror movie, and then give your monstrosity to your bestie saying, "The man in the garden wanted you to have this."
Stare out the window drinking coffee slowly like you're a king pin watching the world burn. Then laugh like one.
Organize your manga collection in order of current socmed popularity, making plans of how you can make CLAMP mainstream again.
Delete your Animal Crossing game and start from scratch because you need to feel productive and destructive.
Drink water from a wine glass because you're a fancy bitch. Light a candle, set the table, put on a tie, and use the "special occasion" utensils for eating cereal while you listen to classical music.
Draw several mustaches in your mirror and move about them as the following characters, Dr. Watson, Jack the Ripper, Seth Bullock, and Tom Selleck, and your scene is them trying to buy a condo in Florida.
Dress in last year's Halloween costume and make pancakes.
Honestly, be silly (safely), cry, and allow yourself to not be okay. The sun doesn't always come out tomorrow, so don't bet your bottom dollar on it. BUT it does come back eventually. So, in the meantime, cope the best way you can. And breathe! Get what sleep you can get. Be safe. And make it one moment at a time.
We truly wish you the very, very best. And we hope if you have coping strategies you'll share them to help inspire others getting to that sunny day.
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crazyk-imagine · 1 year
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Pairing: Leonard “Wolfman” Wolfe (Henry “Wolfman” Ruth) x Civilian!Reader
Characters: Civilian!Reader, Charlotte “Charlie” Blackwood, Leonard “Wolfman” Wolfe (Henry “Wolfman” Ruth), Tom “Iceman” Kazansky, Nick “Goose” Bradshaw, Ron “Slider” Kerner, Rick “Hollywood” Neven, Pete “Maverick” Mitchell (briefly mentioned), Jake the ex-boyfriend (briefly mentioned)
Warnings: Wolfman is adorable (and horny), but so is the reader, the reader and Charlie as besties are a great and terrifying duo, Goose is a little shit, Iceman and Slider are a chaotic duo with a great psychic link, Hollywood and Wolfman bringing back their classic quote, honestly this is crazy but in a good way
Word Count: 2,882
A/N:  Reader’s “Name” is darlin’ and reader says Charls as sh-are-els
... Last night during my Top Gun searchin’ adventure, I’ve found some information that leads me to believe I’ve been duped. Apparently, Wolfman’s name in the movie was Henry Ruth but everywhere else you look you find Leonard Wolfe. I don’t know what to believe but I’m putting both names for the pairing but using Leonard for fics and we’re moving on
*Also, y’all are so sweet! We just went from 581 to 700 yesterday, I feel like it might be a glitch, but it doesn’t seem like it so we’re celebrating!  
                                * 700+ follower celebratory post *
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You turn the tv off. 
“We should go out.” 
You look over at Charlotte with furrowed brows at the outlandish idea. “Out where? Anywhere we go you’ll be hit on and I just- I don’t want to go out.” 
She sticks her bottom lip out making you feel bad. “Please?” 
“No, Charls.” You look down at your outfit (if you could even call it that. Pajamas and a baggy shirt don’t normally do well for a night of drinking), “plus I’m not even ready and it’s too late.” 
She lifts your watch, pulling it close to dramatize. “We have plenty of time to get ready and have a girl’s night. No guys. No talking or spending the night with anyone. Just us two.” She sees the hesitation spreading across your face. “Please? Darlin, we haven’t been out together in so long. I miss it.” 
“I miss it too, babes but it’s- I-” You stupidly look back at her and throw your head back, sliding off the couch, letting out a quiet whine. “I hate you.” 
She lets out a victory laugh. “Oh, you have no idea how happy you’ve made me,” she practically crawls across the couch, wrapping her arms around your shoulders, pulling you back. 
A slow chuckle escapes you. “Yeah, yeah. I’m amazing. I know.” 
“Are you sure you haven’t been to base? You’re starting to sound an awful lot like them.” 
“Oh,” you shove her off you. “Bite me, Charls.” You push yourself off the floor and walk down the hallway, entering your room. 
“You even have their lame retorts too!” 
“Suck a dick!” 
“That’s better. They definitely wouldn’t say that.” She exits the living room, wandering towards the “guest” room even though you consider it her room since she uses it more than you do. She’s claimed the closet and dresser as hers, the math adds up, but she doesn’t want to hear it. 
The two of you laugh as you work on getting ready for your girls’ night. 
-
“Are you done yet, Darlin’?” 
You put the cap back into your lipstick, “could you give me a minute? Geez, you’re worse than Jake.” 
Your bedroom door opens, the clacking of her heels against the hardwood floor tells you she’s getting closer. 
“How are you doing today? I wanted to ask earlier but I didn’t want to make you sad.” 
You shrug, chucking your lipstick into your purse before checking your teeth making sure there are no marks. “I mean, it’s whatever. We weren’t going anywhere, it’s better to break it off now than wait until we were married or something.” 
She nods, “that’s true but it doesn’t mean you’re going to be magically healed. You still have to grieve even if you aren’t affected by it.” 
You rest your hands against the countertop, closing your eyes. “You’re right but,” a heavy sigh slips through your parted lips. “I just- I don’t want it to seem like I’m moving on to fast.” You turn around, leaning against the sink, “I don’t want it to seem like I’m moving on too soon.” 
“It’s been six months since the breakup,” she points out. “Plus, he has a new girlfriend.” 
“That’s true.” 
“Come on. You deserve to have fun and let loose.” She stands beside you, nudging your arm with her elbow. “It’s time you leave this place and make some friends. Maybe even wake up in some stranger’s bed.” 
You scoff, pushing yourself off the counter. “Oh my God. Charlotte Blackwood.” 
She cackles, “don’t use my full name. I didn’t do nothing wrong.” 
“You’re using your other head and you know it.” 
Charlotte gasps, “how dare you! I’m doing no such thing.” 
You hum, “and if that was the case you wouldn’t have slept with one of your students.” 
“Sometimes I regret telling you everything.” 
“But if you didn’t, life would be boring.” 
“If that’s what you think.” The smile slips from your lips. 
“No, no. Don’t start thinking now. We’re gonna finished getting you dolled up and then we’re gonna have a couple of drinks before we go to the nearest fast-food place and order too much so the employees can judge use at two in the morning.” 
You shake your head and arms, getting rid of your nerves. “Okay,” you grab your purse. “We gotta leave now before I lose my cool.” 
“They won’t know what hit them when we get there.” 
“Sure. Yeah.” 
“Oh no,” she shakes her head, pulling your arm. “We’re leaving and we’re leaving now.”
 -
Charlotte walks through the doors and turns her head with a smile on her face, expecting to see you there only to see the bar. She sighs, turning around to grab you and haul you inside. “We’re having a girl’s night which means more than one female or else it’d be a sad night.” 
“You’d find someone else to be your bed buddy.” 
“If you continue to imply that I’m a whore...” 
A smirk tugs at the corner of your mouth, “you’ll do what?” 
She doesn’t respond and rushes towards the bar. 
You follow after her with a little pep in your step. 
Neither of you say anything after ordering your drinks. 
-
Ron taps Tom’s shoulder, pointing over towards the two of you. “Hey, isn’t that Charlie?” 
The man turns and a smirk slowly appears across his lips. “Why, Ron, I do believe it is.” 
“Should we?” 
“You mean, should we talk to the instructor that hothead Maverick decides to sleep with and break it off before things could get serious?” 
“We are, aren’t we.” 
“This is why you’re my RIO.” Tom walks ahead while Ron shakes his head, slightly wishing he never said anything but then thinks about what Pete’s reaction would be and all sensible thinking is thrown out the window. 
He grabs Leonard and Rick by the back of their necks which intrigues Nick causing him to follow. 
-
“Hello,” the one with frosted tips starts. 
“If we knew all the instructors were this pretty, we would have tried harder to get in,” the one with the cowboy hat says. 
You glance over to Charlie, who lowers her head. You want to ask her what’s wrong until you realize who they are. “Oh.” 
She turns her head, forehead still resting on her arm. “You see what I’m dealing with.” 
You chuckle, “oh, yeah.” 
The one with the mustache busts through the line of guys. “Charles. Charlie. The Charmer. The C-dog beneath Mave’s wings, how are you?” 
You cover your mouth to hide your snickers. 
He turns towards you, “you like that, huh?” 
“God, no.” You shake your head, “that was terrible, but you were so confident while doing it.” 
He rubs the back of his neck, “uh- thanks. I think?” 
“You have a wife, Mother Goose. Move it,” the tall one next to frosted tips sneers at him. 
Mother Goose puffs out his chest, “don’t you talk about her, Slippery Slide.” 
You stare at the two with your jaw close to the ground. “You’re married?” Your head snaps towards Charlotte’s. “He’s married.” 
She nods, “I’m afraid so. Oh, and they have a child.” 
“Well, bless their hearts.” 
“We’ve never met before, but I find that to be very rude.” 
“If you heard the way you talked out loud, you’d be thinking the same as me.” 
The others chuckle. 
“But,” you draw out. “You pull it off well so, I can see why you’re lucky to call yourself a married man.” 
A boyish grins tugs at his lips, “thank you, miss.”
You pull Charlotte along with you towards a table, wanting to get away from the guys before they try to see either of you without any clothes on. 
If only the drinking gods were listening. 
-
Mother Goose shoves the one in the hat, who then trips over people’s feet; his arms flailing in the air as he tries to balance himself only to fail and fall at your feet. 
He reaches up making sure his hats still on his head (it is). His eyes stop on a pair of decently worn-out sneakers, his eyes keep moving up until he spots your tilted head. 
He swears you’re an angel sent to him and it’s only because of his lucky (and only) hat. 
There’s a pretty smile dancing across your lips as you put your hand out to help him up. 
The dopey expression on his face makes the others shake their heads. 
“I told you to watch your step.” 
You turn to look at him. “Mother Goose, was it?” 
He shakes his head, “just Goose.” 
He smiles, acting like he didn’t do anything wrong. 
“Got it,” you nod, pretending to that correction into consideration. “Listen here, shit head Goose-” 
He stares at you offended at your “nickname” for him with one hand on his chest, mouth agape. 
“You should learn to not be mean and trip your fellow classmates. These guys here are the ones that watch your back. Pilot, RIO, WSO, whatever your title and/ or occupation may be because one day you’re gonna prank the wrong person and then you’ll be screwed.” 
“Rude,” he mutters. 
“Am I wrong?” 
He hesitates to answer. “No.” 
“Exactly.” 
-
Leonard leans over to Rick, “I think I’m getting a hard-on.” 
His buddy scoffs, jerk his arm with his elbow, “don’t tease me.” 
-
“I have to go make a call.” 
“Bye bye, Goose!” You shout, waving your arm erratically like an insane person. Nick smiles and returns the wave. 
“Bye, mean, crazy lady!” 
Charlotte bumps your arm, staring at you with a raised brow. 
You give her a smile in return. 
She shakes her head. This is exactly why she never brought you to base. 
-
“What now?” Rick asks Leonard with an annoyed tone. 
“I will give you a crinkly, crisp ten-dollar bill, if you get the slippery combo out of here.” 
“Sixty and we’ll leave the bar.” 
“Why are you ruining my chances at finding love? Be honest with me. What did I do to you?” 
His buddy rolls his eyes, “if I’m taking muscles and frosted tips with me, I’m gonna need something to pay off the tab you created.” 
He sighs, “alright, fine.” He slaps the cash into Rick’s hand. 
“Run along now.” 
The man with the cash walks behind the two, pulling them over to the side. “Follow me if you want to save yourself.” 
Tom and Ron give each other a questioning look; they look back to see Wolfman trying to use his classic go to moves, they follow Hollywood without any more convincing. 
-
“So,” he starts off. “Would you like to have babies sometime?” 
Yours and Charlotte’s widen, she snorts her drink out her nose and leaves to clean herself up in the restroom while you pat your chest and cough. 
Your throats a little scratchy from the saliva and spontaneous coughing fit. You take a sip of your drink. “What?” 
He winces, lowering his hat. “Sorry, I was uh- I was trying to say something nice but then I- well, I said that. If you want to leave, I wouldn’t blame you.” 
Once you manage to catch your breath, the corner of your lips tugs upwards. “I think I’d rather stay here and talk to you. You can certainly keep a girl on her toes.” 
He lifts his hat off his brow, staring at you through his lashes. “Well, if that’s what you want, I’d be happy to make that happen.” 
You lean closer, “let’s get a booth.” 
He nods, “okay.” 
You two spend the rest of the night talking, sadly leaving Charlotte alone but luckily, she was able to talk to the other guys who made their way to you two earlier. 
-
She glances over at you, happy to see you finally enjoying yourself even if it is with one of her students. 
She may not approve of his language at times, more so one specific comment but still happy that you’ve found yourself someone who can make you smile and give you more Jake ever did. 
She realizes now you have a legit excuse to come to base. This isn’t going to be good for her. 
Tom chuckles, seemingly realizing what’s going on in the instructor’s head. 
“Don’t say anything.” 
“I won’t,” he says in between his breathless chuckles. “You can count on that.” 
“Oh God,” Rick adds. 
Ron furrows his brows, “what’s wrong with you?” 
“That horny knuckle head just got himself a girl. I’m never gonna hear the end of it.” 
The two friends chuckle at the twos expense. 
“Ah, but just think Hollywood,” Ron starts. “If he annoys you, you can send him to her so she can deal with it.” 
“Unless she’s not home,” Charlotte adds. “I’ve been trying to get her out of the house for the past few months and today was success.” 
“Break up?” asks Tom. 
The instructor narrows her eyes at him, confused at his sudden interest in potential gossip. “Why do you want to know?” 
He shrugs, pretending to be innocent. “I- he’s- I gotta know what’s going on with my fellow classmates when we’re in the air,” he sputters to say, being quick on his feet. 
“Mm-hmm. It was a mutual break up, if you must know.”
 -
“What made you want to come out here tonight… you know now that I think about it. I still haven’t asked you for your name.” 
He opens his mouth to respond when you place your finger over his lips, shutting him up for a second. 
“And don’t say your call sign. I want to know your real name first at least.” 
He nods, removing your hand. “Leonard, the name’s Leonard Wolfe and you better remember it, darlin’. My call sign’s Wolfman.” 
“How’d you know my nickname?” 
“What?” 
“My nickname. You- did you seriously not know?” You ask with a giggle. 
“You’re joking.” 
“No, it’s practically my name at this point but that’s my nickname. I’ve had it since I was a little girl.” 
He sets his arm on the back of the booth behind you, scooting closer. “Well then, I’d say it’s a good thing that I met you.” 
“Someone’s cocky.” 
“It’s all part of my charm.” 
You fix his crooked collar. “I see and,” your look into his eyes, distracting him. “If either one of us, no one in particular, wants to continue this. Does that mean this… so called charm is code for your cocky all the time?” 
“I am offended at that-” 
It’s a blur. 
Once his vision clears and he sees what you’ve done. He raises a brow, “you realize what that means right?” 
You lean in, staring at his lips for a little too long (and a little too obviously). “Do you realize what this means?” 
His brows knit together in confusion, “now I’m confused.” 
“Well, let me clear this up for you. I’m wearing your hat.” 
He nods. 
“I plan on seeing you again. We’ll go back to your place because- well, I’m not talking to Charls about this tonight. And I wanted to see how cute I’d look in this.” 
He focuses on that for a moment, the hand on the back of the booth cups your cheek, his breath fans against your ear. “You’d look better if you had nothing on except for my hat.” 
Before you can respond he’s on you faster than a surfer trying to catch a wave. 
A muffled surprised yelp escapes you until you two slowly get in the groove with kissing one another. 
The whistling and hollering breaks you two out of it. 
He sighs, glancing over his shoulder at the assholes who’ve ruined his night. 
Charlotte shakes her head at you. 
He throws his head back, resting against the seat of the booth. 
“Did you drive here?” 
“Yeah.” 
“You want to head out and grab something to eat?” 
“You really are an angel, Darlin’.” 
“You’re just saying that.” 
He shakes his head, “believe me when I say it. You are an angel and I’m taking you out tonight and the next night then the night after that.” 
“So, you’ll be keeping me out past my bedtime.” 
“You won’t be getting much sleep in the first place.” He slips out of the booth, yanking you with him. 
“Woah! Slow down there, Dogboy.” 
“We’ve got places to go and beds to not sleep in. There is no rest!” 
You throw your head back and laugh. “Oh, wait- wait!” 
“What?” 
“Just give me one second.” You turn and wave your arm like a crazy woman, “bye, Charls!” 
-
She scrunches her neck, not looking up from the table. 
“You should say by to your friend before she gets the whole bar involved,” Tom advises. 
“Shut up.” 
Nick takes the initiative and waves with the same enthusiasm. “Bye, mean lady!” 
“Bye Mother Goose!” 
“Damn,” he mumbles. 
“Bye, She wolf!” Ron, Rick, and Tim wave at you. 
-
That happy smile doesn’t slip from your lips as you two exit the bar. 
“Aw.” 
“What’s wrong?” Leonard asks you. 
“I was expecting your ride to be a horse,” you joke. 
He growls, pulling you closer by your waist. “You keep joking like that and I’ll give you something ride.” 
You peck his lips with a happy smile dancing across your lips, “keep that promise for later. I’m famished.” 
“Yes, ma’am.”  
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