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Omgg can u do some matt x actress!reader hc?? Love you xx
Actress- M. Sturniolo
pairing: Actress!reader x Boyfriend!Matt
classification: SFW & NSFW head cannons
warnings: some 18+ content, use of y/n, established relationship, slight cursing
summary: head cannons of Matt with an actress girlfriend!
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☆SFW
Matt thought he knew everything there was to know about fame; the screaming fans, the off guard photos, and the rumors. When he started dating you, though, he was shocked at the intensity of your life.
☆ Every time you’re out in public, you get recognized by a fan or paparazzi, without fail.
☆ You’re waiting in line for your coffee, holding Matt’s hand as you engage in meaningless, light conversation with him.
☆ A loud gasp interrupts you mid sentence, causing you to look in the direction of the noise.
☆ A fan stands there with a hand covering their mouth, eyes blown open in pure shock. “Oh my God! Y/n?! Can I have a picture please?”
☆ You never turn a fan down and soon, when other people realize who you are, it’ll become like a little meet and greet, and Matt becomes the photographer.
☆ When the paparazzi recognizes you, though, you’re not as quick to pose for a picture.
☆ “Matt, don’t look,” you warn, eyes darting between him and the paparazzi snapping pictures of you through the restaurant window.
☆ Matt never listens, he immediately cranes his neck to see what you’re talking about. “I said don’t look!” you squeak, trying to pull his attention back towards you.
☆ “Fuck off,” Matt groans, throwing the paparazzi a middle finger and returning to his meal with you.
☆ Matt is always excited about your newest project, whether you’re playing a main, side, or background character.
☆ You’re getting ready for the premiere of your newest film, Burn It.
☆ “Matt what are you wearing?” you laugh.
☆ “Just supporting my girl,” he replies. He does a small twirl, showing off his outfit. He’s wearing a shirt with the movie poster printed on the front, your face right smack in the middle and the title in bold letters right above it.
☆ “It’s the premiere, you gotta dress up,” you laugh, secretly enjoying the sillyness of it all.
☆ “Fine. But I’m wearing this under my suit,” he replies, exiting the room. After a while, you start hearing the trailer to the movie playing from your room.
☆ He’s equally as supportive of your small roles.
☆ “Hey guys! So Chris, Nick, Y/n, and I are at the movie theater and we’re about to watch Y/n’s new movie The Escape,” Matt says, introducing the theme of their YouTube video.
☆ “Babe, I literally played cashier #3,” you chuckle from behind the camera, holding a big bucket of popcorn.
☆ “I’d watch it if you played a piece of grass,” he replies seriously.
☆ Whenever a new movie of yours releases, you’re usually booked and busy with press tours and interviews.
☆ During these interviews, the initial questions are usually about the movie, but as the interview progresses they become more personal.
☆ “So, Y/n, have you found Mr.Right?” the interviewer asks, fidgeting with the cue cards in front of her.
☆ The question is corny, and you’ve been asked it millions of times before, but you always answer truthfully because you’ve never hidden your relationship status.
☆ “Yup and his name is Matthew Sturniolo,” you reply cheekily, sending the camera a wink. When Matt watches the interview, he feels like a fan who just got a shoutout.
☆ There have been roles that require you to kiss your costars and Matt is never a fan of those.
☆ “Beautiful take!” the director exclaims, clapping his hands loudly in approval. “But let’s get it one more time! Add a little more fire! More passion,” he instructs, snapping his fingers.
☆ Matt joined you on set today, and quite frankly he wishes he didn’t. He hates seeing you kiss another man, even if it is just for show.
☆ Once the director gets the perfect shot, you’re all sent to lunch. “Hi baby,” you hum, walking over to Matt and wrapping your arms around his waist.
☆ You go in for a kiss and he quickly leans in, wanting to claim you in front of everyone.
☆ You are no stranger to rumors and speculations, especially not when a male costar is involved.
☆ “Actress, Y/n trades in her YouTuber for a REAL celebrity,” “Y/n found a new boo?,” “What happened to Matthew Sturniolo and who is the new guy in Y/n’s life?”
☆ Matt can’t stop reading the gossip newsletters and blogs, and even if he knows they’re just rumors he finds himself becoming sad.
☆ “Matt! Where are you?” you shout through the house. You find him on his bed, scrolling relentlessly on his laptop.
☆ “Whatcha doing? Wanna play Mario Kart?” you ask, crawling into bed next to him. Your eyes blow open in shock when you see his screen.
☆ “Matt stop reading that shit!” you exclaim. “I can’t help it,” he groans, running his hands down his face.
☆ You snatch the laptop and drag him out of bed for a night full of Mario Kart and cuddling on the couch.
☆ With a schedule as busy as yours, it can become difficult for you to make time for your personal life.
☆ “I miss you,” Matt whispers through the phone. You’re on a press tour for your newest film and your side of the bed has been empty for 2 months now.
☆ “I miss you too, baby,” you murmur. It hurt to know that you still had another month of this tour left.
☆ “When you come back I’m never letting you go,” his voice is sad, but he knows 3 months isn’t forever.
☆ “I can’t wait,” you giggle, eyes falling on the digital clock across the room. It’s getting late and you have an early interview tomorrow.
☆ “I have to go baby, but I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?” Matt’s sad to let you go, it feels like he rarely hears your voice nowadays if it isn’t playing from his TV.
☆ “Okay, beautiful.”
☆ When you’re invited to events or award shows, Matt always joins as your plus one.
☆ “And the nominees are…” the announcer says, listing the names as she reads them from the teleprompter.
☆ Matt squeezes your hand when your name is said, a huge smile spreading across his face.
☆ “The winner for best actress in a leading role is…” the suspense is killing you, but you feel the victory in your soul.
☆ “Y/n!” The entire crowd cheers at the mention of your name and you can’t help but shoot up from your seat in excitement.
☆ “Oh my God, Matt! I won!” You exclaim, pulling him in for a kiss.
☆ You scurry on stage, nervous hands taking your award and preparing for an improvised speech. You end the speech with a special thanks to your friends and family, making sure to specifically thank Matt as you blow him kisses from the stage.
☆ He watches with teary eyes and a huge, dopey smile.
☆NSFW
Matt loves joining you on set and sometimes things can become a little heated between you two.
☆ You hated photo shoots, especially when it involved lingerie and/ or bikinis. Matt, on the other hand, loved photo shoots and he was always quick to join you for them.
☆ “I’m so cold,” you shiver, plopping onto the couch next to Matt. You’re wearing a lingerie set so small that you might as well be naked.
☆ “I know of a few ways to warm you up,” Matt replies, only half joking. He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, earning an excited giggle from you.
☆ “Oh yeah?” you tease, pulling him in for a kiss.
☆ Before you know it, he’s pushed your panties to the side and is fucking you so hard the couch is moving with each thrust.
☆ Although Matt knows your relationship with your male costars is purely professional, he can’t help but become jealous.
☆ “How was work today?” Matt asks, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.
☆ “Eh same old same old. We’re stuck on the same scene,” you reply, hoping he won’t ask any further questions.
☆ “Hmm that sucks,” he hums. “What scene is it?”
☆ You gulp nervously, knowing how much Matt is going to hate your answer. “The bathroom sex scene.”
☆ You feel his body stiffen immediately. “It’s just because the set is small and the angles are awkward,” you continue.
☆ “Mhm,” is all he says.
☆ Later, when you’re getting ready for bed and doing your nighttime routine, he pins you against the bathroom counter and fucks you dumb.
☆ “This pussy is mine,” he grunts into your ear, earning a whimper from you.
☆ When you’ve been gone for long press tours, he becomes needy and you two have to resort to phone sex.
☆ “I miss you, baby,” he murmurs. “I miss you too, so much,” you reply.
☆ “No, like, I miss you,” he reiterates, allowing his hand to travel below the waistband of his sweats.
☆ “Touch yourself,” you instruct. “Pretend it’s me.”
☆ You continue to talk him through it, not stopping until you hear his beautiful, breathy moans.
☆ “You did so good,” you praise and he swears his dick gets hard again.
☆ When you finally do return from your long trips, Matt is extremely needy.
☆ He’s waiting for you impatiently at the airport, ready to engulf you in his arms as soon as he sees you.
☆ When you get home, he attacks you with a bunch of kisses until they become more needy and passionate.
☆ His hands wander all over your body, massaging and kneading at your skin like it’s the first time.
☆ You push him back into the bed and straddle his lap, bouncing on his cock until he’s satisfied.
☆ “Oh my God!— Fuck! I love you,” he moans, bucking his hips into you as he climaxes.
☆ “Holy fuck. Maybe I should go on tour more often,” you giggle, peppering kisses along Matt’s face. “Please no,” he mumbles.
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a/n: 📸📸📸 working on Arranged Ch.2, a Johnnie fic & another Matt headcannon!
Also ily2 thank u for the request! xoxox - L.A.M.B👼🏻💗
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hi! can I request that u write something that has to due with fem!reader who works at the local movie theater and ethan met her when going to see a movie bc shes a cashier or something and he becomes obsessed with her and starts to show up all the time to watch her and learns her schedule by heart? the she begins to notice but thinks it's really cute and when she finally mentions it, they exchange numbers and go out and stuff?
lots of love, lexie <3
lil movie stalker ♥︎
pairing ♥︎ - ethan landry x reader, ethan landry x fem!reader
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a/n ♥︎ - HELP THE ENDING SOUNDS SO SHITTY AND CHEESY, AND THE TITLE I COULDNT FIGURE OUT ANYTHING GOOD FOR BUT ANYWAYSSSSS, lexie i am so sorry it took so long to write this, i started writing this but ended up stopping due to writers block but here it is! Also kae i promise im working on yours now!!
Ethan had first spotted you when the friend group had dragged him to go see a movie that they had all been wanting to see in theaters. He thought seeing a movie in theaters was kind of dumb since why pay extra and buy snacks and drinks when you can just wait for it to come out and watch it at home or get it illegally.
It wasn't as bad as having to go to one of those frat parties Chad dragged him to but it was a movie he didn't want to go watch. At least seeing you made it bearable.
You were gorgeous to say the least. Ethan is pretty sure he's seen you somewhere other than here before.
"Hey isn't that the girl from our english class?" Chad asked Tara, with a nudge to the shoulder.
"Yeah I think she is!" Tara replied.
"Isn't she also dating that idiot jock who wanted to fight you Chad?" Mindy asked, leaning over to join into the conversation.
Ethan frowned at hearing this until Tara said something else.
"No that's a rumor I think, the jock, Steve I think, is dating that idiotic airhead."
"Oh yeah! Y/n, i think that's her name is single or something."
Sam gasps dramatically and looked back at Chad, "You better not be planning to take her out because if you break Tara's heart, I will go Billy Loomis on you."
Everyone laughed and Chad put on a shocked face as they walked up to the ticket booth to get the tickets. Sam bought the tickets and Tara, Mindy, and Ethan went to the concession stand to buy popcorn and drinks.
"Hey y/n! I didn't know you worked here!" Tara said with a bright smile
You looked at her and grinned, "Yeah! I work here part time afterschool and on the weekends cause I'm trying to be more independent"
"Ohhh makes sense, maybe I should get a part time job too, to help Sam out."
"Please don't, then Sam will feel like she's not needed," Quinn said, coming up behind Tara with Sam and Chad.
"Hi Sam, Quinn, Chad, and boy I do not know" you said looking at Ethan, not noticing him before.
Chad came up next to Ethan and put an arm around him, "This is my best man, Ethan Landry, I don't think you guys have any classes together right?"
"I don't think we do but it's nice to meet you anyway." Ethan said with a smile.
"Yeah, nice to meet you too! Alright guys you better order now since there's a line waiting behind yall"
The group ordered and you gave them their food and drinks and waved goodbye to them. Little did you know that this wasn't going to be the last time you saw Ethan, especially not with the way he looked at you while leaving.
After that day, you hadn't seen him but he definitely saw you. He came everyday after school to watch you.
Ok that sounds a bit fucked up but hey there's no harm in just watching someone…and maybe even learning their work schedule.
After a week or two of watching you, Ethan becomes somewhat enamored. Unfortunately for him, this did not go unnoticed by you.
The first time you actually noticed is when one of your coworkers nudged you and told you something that you didn't quite like…
"Y/n, y'know the guy who always comes after school?"
"What guy?" you asked puzzled
She pointed to Ethan who quickly looked away and looked at his phone.
"Oh yeah i know him, he's friends with some people i know"
"Well i think he's pretty cute and has been coming here almost everyday. I think he might like me"
You frown at the thought, you may or may not have developed feelings for the guy and were praying your coworker wasn't going to ask him out
"Im gonna ask him out"
There goes that
You watch as she goes up to Ethan but start giggling once you see that Ethan shakes his head and looks back at his phone
"Damn he didn't like you huh?" you say as she returns huffing
"Yeah like what the fuck, he literally said he liked someone else"
You laugh and continue working, you want to ask him out or something but you're unsure on how to.
After a few days you decide to go up to him and just ask him why he's always at the theater
You come up to him with a drink
"Hey ethan!"
He looks up and smiles at you
"Hey y/n, what do i owe the pleasure?"
"Well I've noticed you're always around so i decided to just bring you a drink"
"Oh thanks! You uh noticed?"
"Well not immediately but one of my coworkers pointed it out to me, she's the one who asked you out"
"Oh yeah i remember her, i actually don't like her, i come here…well dont take this the wrong way but to watch you" ethan says looking down embarrassed.
"Aww that's actually really cute, do you wanna maybe go see a movie this weekend?"
"Yeah! That would be great, could i get your number?"
You hand him your phone and he gives it back shortly after
"Alright I'll see you then eth!"
"Yeah cya" he says with a grin
You're probably smiling like an idiot right now but you're too happy to give a shit. You just scored a date with the guy you liked, why wouldn't you be happy?
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ship request
“Would I be able to get a male ship for stranger things and marvel? I’m female, a virgo and I have a few piercings and tattoos (full sleeves). I have long split color hair (black and neon yellow). I’m very confident. I love to joke around and make my friends laugh. I like to be around people who can make me laugh too. I’m very social around my friends but I’m pretty quiet around people I don’t know very well. I do fire eating as a hobby and I play the drums. I kind of low key like attention even when I act like I don’t. And I really love cheesy pick up lines especially if they’re funny. I also like to draw, go ice skating, go to concerts, watch horror movies, binge watch trash TV or just lay around listening to music. I have a pet parrot whom I love very much”
a/n: okay, first of all, you literally sound like this cartoon character we all aspired as children… fire eating - that’s so sick! Also, I hope you enjoy this, and would agree with my choise, but I think you match perfectly.
If YOU want to submit a request, click here.
Stranger things:
I ship you with Steve Harrington
You like cheesy pick up lines? He delivers! First of all, he’s not the best at flirting, altough he acts all cool, and he was very popular... But let’s be honest, his main weapon are those pick up lines specifically. And you would come to Scoop Ahoy, where he would think you’re the coolest person INSTANTLY and be like “Know what's on the menu? Me-N-U”
Going to rescue or save someone, and understading eachother really well by making references to the horror movies. “Remember this movie we watched at your place?” “The one about the living puppet-serial killer” “Yeah! That one. We can do the same thing that the blonde girl did”. “Absolutely!” And everyone else is like... whaaaaat
Driving to concerts to the other towns together. You would sing along to the songs in the car, and he would just sit with the heart eyes.
Him wanting to get a tattoo as well, because he loves yours tattoos sa badly. And you would tell him all about getting tattoos and treating them.
Him always bragging about you to everyone, because he genuinely believes that you’re the coolest person he knows. Telling Dustin all about how good you’re in music, how well you draw. And Dustin becoming your No1 fan after you perform fire eating once.
“Hey, loser!” You entered Scoop Ahoy, greeting Steve. “Hi, Robin!” The girl waved you and nudged Steve slightly. “Emm.. Ah, Hi!” He blinked and stopped staring at you so intensely. “You good, Harrington?” You asked smirking. “Peachy” He answered and tried to fix his hair immediately. “Alright, I’m gonna go change”. You eyed Steve suspiciously and headed to the back of the cafe to change into your sailor uniform. Honestly, it didn’t match you looks much, but the tattoos and the hair color definitely made it spicy.
“You’re drooling, Harrington”. Robin smirked at Steve. “That’s not true!” Steve protested. “Just ask her out already”. Robin groaned. “You’re getting annoying”. The boy turned back to the cashier and spoke again “I will. When you’re out of the cafe”. Robin thought for a second, and then tugged her hat down, and leaned on the same cashier. “Okay, I’m outta here! Ciao”. She slides under this cashier and headed towards the exit. “Wait, Robin! Where’re you going? Your shift isn’t over”. “Don’t care! Bye”
With that you appeared dressed in the blue shorts and a blouse. “Where did Robin go?” You questioned. “I wish I knew”. Steve sighed. “So...” He looked at you with hope. “What?” He looked almost as if you were supposed to know all the feelings and emotions behind the simple stupid “so”. He licked his lips at least 10 times in the past two minutes, and his eyes were going back pans forth to your face. At this point you were almost concerned about him. Steve always seemed so confident, that was the part of him that you admired. Now, in contrast, he was so nervous. “Are you sure that you are fine?” Steve gulped and inhaled sharply. “Positive. Look, I heard there was a new horrible movie in the theater, doyoumaybewannacomewithme?” You laughed. “Sure! Why not? Is it a date?” “Ah, erm, yeah, i guess... if you want, i mean i don’t...”
“Relax Harrington”, you said. “I would love to go out with you. Especially if the movie is as bad as you said it was”
Marvel:
I ship you with Peter Parker
He’s smitten by you and your confidence! And for some reason I can see the best friends to lovers dynamics. He would be all.. “Ahem... Look... I like you?”
Always arguing about who’s picking a movie for the movie night, and ending up watching what you wanted, because he can’t argue in the end.
He would help you to dye your hair, even though he wouldn’t know how. But you would tell him what to do, and he would be very nervous, but make it really pretty in the end.
Hanging out with him and Aunt May and slightly mocking him together with her. “Hey, Peter Tinkle!” “Saints! How did I earn this?”
You find out about him being Spider-man, when you go ice-skating together, and you trip, and he moves practically from another part of the lake (let’s imagine this is countryside) to catch you within a second. You’re very close. Awkward eye-to-eye contact. You smirk. “So that’s what you were hiding, huh?”
You were sitting on the fire escape of you apartment with Peter. It was almost night. One of those short and warm May nights in the city, when you can't even notice that it was here. It doesn't really get dark or quite - everyone is out, and the lights never turn off. Today you and Peter passed your last exam, and decided to celebrate, drinking coke on the fire escape while your parents were out of the city. "Do you think I would make a decent super hero?" You were swinging you legs, looking at the city.
"I bet you would be so much better of a super hero than I am", Peter sighed and chuckled lightly.
"Don't say that", you turned to him, "You're the best spider-man. Honestly, I think, you're my favorite hero", you layed your had on your hands.
"Like in the world?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Well, maybe second favorite after Black Widow", you laughed.
"Ouch! What's so special about black widow?" Peter leaned on the window behind him, taking a sip of his drink.
"First of all, she's badass. Then, she's a hero, even though she doesn't have any serums running through her veins. And finally, she's Russian, as far as I know. Isn't that epic?" You gestured actively, weighing up all the pros Natasha Romanoff. Peter smiled lighly at the sight of that.
"Okay", he said. "You win".
"That easily?" You eyed him suspiciously.
"Yeah, I like badass women, who can do some crazy dangerous stuff", he answered, tilting his head.
"Like what?"
"Like fire eating", he said simply, and you felt your face heat up a little.
"Are you hinting at certain someone?" You asked with a smirk.
He took a deep breath and sat up straightly. "I like you. A lot", he closed his eyes, apparantly, affraid of your reaction.
"Well, I guess, that makes you my favourite super hero after all".
I'm so sorry for the delay of doing your requests, guys. School has been crazy lately. I'm going to handle it all soon. Have a great day!
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✨ Decisions, decisions✨
Summary: Toms best friend Harrison is not very fond of you, like at all. You are a bit on the hood/ side and not as proper as they were raised up around and he doesn’t see you fit to be with Tom. It causes a lot of problems between the 3 of you in the long run. Does Tom listen to his best friend or does he listen to his own heart and stay with you?
“ Y/n c’mon love, we can’t keep him waiting” Tom yelled down the hall towards the guest bathroom. You were getting dressed to go meet Toms best friend Harrison for the first time while they played golf and you were honestly comepletely panicking. You had met his family and they all seemed to love you, but a mans best friend will be the first to convince him whether who he’s picked as a partner is right or not. You had heard nothing but good of Harrison so you assumed he would like you, but it was still scary to think about.
“ I know I know I’m coming babe” you responded back . You looked over your outfit again, making sure you looked good . You had on high wasted blue leggings, laces down the sides of your legs, and a white crop top that was only wide enough to cover your breasts. Your hair was in a partial ponytail on the top, the rest flowing down your back. You had light make up on as well as some jewelry, and peach Nike Air Force 1s to finish the look. ( All thanks to Fashion Nova) .
“ who told you you could look this good? ” Tom asked jokeingly standing at the entrance of the bathroom door. You giggled shaking your bottom at him some before looking back in the mirror, fixing your hair.
“ you don’t look so bad yourself handsome” you replied. He was dressed in a tight fitted purple shirt, a black hat on and black pants that just all fit him so perfectly. He grinned widely before looking down at his feet bashfully.
“ love, you look amazing c’mon we’re suppose to meet him there in 30 minutes”.
“ okay okay I’m done” you said grabbing your purse and your phone, walking up to him. You quickly gave him a peck on his lips before squeezing past him , heading for thefront door.
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“ Tom I don’t even know how to Golf I’m just going to look like and idiot standing there” you stated as you pulled up at the golf course .
“ it’s okay” he laughed turning the car off. “ you’re just coming with to have a good time darling not a golf lesson”. You nodded in agreement before getting out of the car yourself . You rode in the Golf cart in silence, your heart nearly beating out of your chest.
“ calm down love” Tom said placing his hand on your rapidly shaking thigh. You hadn’t even noticed how fast you were bouncing your leg, sort of a habit when you were nervous. You literally didn’t know a thing about Golf at all and here you are having to impress someone while playing.
Sure enough when Tom pulled the golf cart up to the field they would be playing on, Harrison was already there . The field was huge and fortunately you guys had it to yourself .
“Ello mate!” Tom yelled out to Harrison, grabbing his attention. Harrison looked up with a big smile, happy to see the both of you but his eyes instantly adverted to your choice of clothing. You instantly felt like you had made the wrong decision, your heart beating even faster.
“ I’m y/n is good to finally meet you!” You moaned, reaching out to shake Harrison’s hand.
“ likewise” was all he could say, shaking your hand with his. You stood awkwardly had Tom and Harrison talked over their plans on Golfing. They had chatted up while playing, mainly Tom telling Harrison what all the both of you had been up to. They had seen each other only twice in the past two months since you and Tom started your relationship. It wasn’t because of the relationship obviously but because of Toms hectic schedule. You were just more available to travel with him than Harrison ever has been .
Unfortunately though Harrison put the blame on you. He felt that Toms fairly new relationship made him forget about Harrison. His pride and ego wouldn’t dare allow him to actually tell anyone that though so no one was able to tell him otherwise.
“ darling come give it a try” Tom suggested, stepping back away from the golf ball on the ground. You smiled uncomfortably.
“ I don’t know what to do “ you said while walking towards the both of them.
“ it’s easy, right Harrison?” Tom said looking at Harrison. Harrison just shrugged as if he wasn’t too interested in anything that involved you. “ okay so you’re going to stand right here, feet spread apart” Tom said grabbing ahold of your hips. “ arch your back just a little “ he stated pushing on your lower back a little . You arched your back some , pushing your bottom out . You could feel Toms crotch pressed up against your bottom now causing you to smirk.
“ I like this, I just might have to come out here more often “ you grinned looking back behind you. Tom chuckled loudly shaking his head at you.
“ behave” he stated before reaching down grabbing a hold of your hands against the club. “ so you’ll just want to line the end of your club with the ball, and focus on the distance from the ball to your hole” . You giggled thinking inappropriate thoughts from his comment of ‘ balls to your hole’ .
“Y/n stop” he said laughing along with you.
“ okay okay” you said straightening yourself back out before taking your swing at he ball. To everyone’s surprise you had made it into the hole on your first try.
“Ha!” You laughed, turning towards Tom and Harrison. “ what u know bout them boys” you said flipping your hair over your shoulder.
“ holy shit” Tom said standing in shock. Harrison on the other hand didn’t seem in the most appealed at all. The rest of the afternoon went about the same , yoh and Tom joking with each other and Harrison doing his best to avoid any conversation with you.
“ I’m beat man” Tom said standing next to Harrison. You 3 had been out there for a while and the sun was causing you to sweat in places you wish you hadn’t . “ are we all still going back to my place for dinner and movies?” He asked looking back between the both of you Harrison.
“ beeett I’m down” you beamed excitedly. Harrison on the other hand didn’t look excited in the list.
“ I probably shouldn’t I got some things goin on” he stated looking over at Tom.
“ c’mon mate we haven’t seen each other in ages “ Tom said popping his hand against Harrison’s bicep.
“ yeah I noticed” Harrison scoffed out, looking at you. Tom didn’t realize what Harrison was implying but you did without a doubt .
*
Tom managed to convince Harrison in tagging along surprisingly . You had given up trying to impress him, realizing that he was putting you to blame for Toms absences in his life which wasn’t at all the case.
“ thank you!” Tom said grabbing the to go food from the cashier before wrapping his free arm around your waist.
“ babe you don’t have to force Harrison to spend time with me anymore, I can go chill somewhere else” you stated, pushing some of your hair behind your ear nervously.
“ what? What do you mean ‘force’?” He questioned as you walked back to the car. You sighed heavily. Would Harrison not being fond of you jeopardize your relationship or would it just be a set back for Tom?
“ he doesn’t like me Tom” you stated lowering your head. You really hated it . You wanted Harrison’s approval the most and you had absolutely no idea how to get it.
“ what? Of course he does Darling” Tom reassured. “ you’re just over thinking it to much love stop stressing” he said George kissing your temple. You sighed before nodding. You knew Tom was wrong but you didn’t want to press on it any longer than needed. The ride back to Toms place was peacefully quiet, the wind blowing in the both of your hair in his convertible, the sun glistening against Toms soft skin. You never felt so lucky to have such a perfect boyfriend and the fear of losing him was really starting to sink in .
“ he’s already here?” You questioned as you noticed Harrison’s car in driveway.
“ yeah he’s got a key” Tom said getting out of the car. You got even more anxious realizing you didn’t even have time to prepare yourself once again to try to impress Harrison. When you walked in Harrison was sitting on the couch on his phone, next to your pile of laundry that you had forgotten to put up this morning.
“ oh my gosh I’m so sorry” you pleaded with a little bit of laughter, grabbing up the pile of clothes. “ I totally forgot them this morning” you said looking at Harrison. He didn’t even bother to look up from his phone to acknowledge you.
“ it’s fine” he mumbled under his breath. You wouldn’t have even heard his response if you weren’t actually looking for it.
“ okay” you said awkwardly before walking to the bedroom , tossing the clothes down on the bed. You quickly grabbed out a gray strapless romper pajama outfit of yours and a pair of slippers for the movie, needing something more comfortableto wear.
Tom had gotten you this romper specifically because it showed every curve on your body and he loved looking at your body. You made your way back into the built in theater where Tom was already at setting up the food .
“ what movie are you picking out?” He said walking up behind you, his hands rubbing against your bottom.
“ a scary one “ you said with excitement. Horror was your ultimate favorite genre, especially now because it gave you an excuse to sit super close to Tom.
“ oh , now why did you pick this outfit? “ Tom asked, pulling your hips back until your bottom was against his crotch. His bulge was very prominent.
“ oohh “ you said , moving your hips in a slow swaying motion against him. He moaned softly in your ear, as you continued pressing up against him.
“ stop” he groaned out. “ before we end up pulling a wuicky in the bathroom” he stated stepping back from you.
“ who said that would be a bad id-“
“ did you guys forget about me?” Harrison said standing in the doorway.
“ of course not lad c’mon then” Tom said looking over his shoulder. You grinned while you watched Tom trying to hide his very noticeable boner while walking out of the theater. “ get settled I’ll go grab some drinks” he said excusing himself. You and Harrison stood in silence across from each other in silence before you sighed heavily turning around to face the big screen.
“ have you seen ‘It’ the second one?” You asked scrolling through the horror movie section.
“ no, and I don’t particularly care for it neither” he stated hatefully , plopping himself down on one of the recliners. You stood still for a second before turning and looking at him.
“ what did I do?” You said throwing your hands up. Harrison looked at you with his eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. You scoffed. “ it’s clear you don’t like me, so I’m asking what the hell did I do to you?” At that moment Tom had walked in, stopping behind Harrison. You didn’t know if Harrison had noticed Tom or not when he stood up, back still facing Tom.
“ I’m sorry but I just don’t think you’re best for my friend” he stated crossing his arms. “ he’s so Involved In you that he can’t even spend time with anyone else .” You tossed your head back with a sarcastic laugh. “ and then this” he said pointing down to your attire. “ you’re meeting his best friend and dressing like that . You say highly in appropriate things, and I just don’t see what he sees in you” . You could feel a lump in the back of your throat forming, tears seconds away from falling.
“ I see a beautiful, talented, confident, hilarious, intelligent, supportive woman who shouldn’t listen to a word you just said” Tom piped up , startling Harrison. ” look mate you’re my best bud but I am in love with that woman and everything about her . Since we’ve been together I’ve been working a lot and she just so happen to have an available schedule so she was able to come with me” he stated walking back over towards you. “ you just didn’t bother to realize that’s why we haven’t gotten together because you just assumed it was her fault instead of asking me” . At this point Harrison had his head down shamefully .
“ Harrison I’m sorry you don’t like me” you stated . “ but I really really love Tom , and I am so happy with him.” Harrison sighed before nodding .
“ look I’m sorry okay” he stated running his hand through his hair. “ it was wrong of me to judge you right off the bat, I just want what’s best for him, and if he’s happy then I’m happy for him.” Tom walked up to Harrison hugging him.
“ I’m beyond happy man” Tom said looking back towards you. You grinned before grabbing the remote.
“ well now that that’s over can we get back to the movie?” You asked turning towards the screen. 
You all had spent the rest of the night full of laughter, Harrison actually enjoying your presence this time.
🤍🤍🤍 credit to ig model and artist- Malutrevejo for the first photo❤️
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Food and Wine Festival
Food and Wine Festival
Tom Holland x Reader
Warnings: Fluff and Food
Summary: A trip to Disney World, but seeing it in a new light.
A/N: This is my first of two works I have for @peeterparkr and @marvelousxtsh (now @lovestrucktom) for their Rom Coms writing challenge. Both of them are separate from one another. I am VERY LATE on this, but I had to get my college readings annotated before band camp starts because I know I will have no time then to work at all.
#mandnchickflicksummer
I’ve only been to Epcot once on a band trip and I realized why I don’t like it (or maybe it’s just my family). I tried to do some research before writing this. Comments and feedback are always appreciated. Requests are open and Messages are open if you want to chat. I’m trying to make these shorter because I’m behind on some of my writing. Also, sorry for not really putting the events in order by where they are in the park. I haven’t been there in years and forget how it’s set up. P.P.S. As I was googling stuff, the question came up on what phd does Dr. Doofenshmirtz have on reddit? The person who asked had a username of u/SEND_ME_YOUR_D1CK and that made me laugh at 5 a.m. I’m going to link the two videos that helped me out. One is from Disney Food Blog which gives great coverage on disney snacks in all parks and one is a vlog from one of my favorite youtubers, Syndicate (on his Life of Tom vlog channel)
Disney Food Blog: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lNk550AeBuY
Life of Tom vlog: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GG1-M-EqdLo
P.S. Ok, I’ve now seen Far From Home because I won a bet and my mom said she’d take me to see my first Marvel movie in theaters. I’m going to write something else about what happened that day. ♡
Tag list: Send me an ask if you want to be added.
@trashinaglass and @peter-pan-hoe ( @definitely-not-black-cat and @nnatasha you two seemed to like my stuff so I added you, tell me if you want me to take you off)
Song Prompt:
1. I see the light – Tangled
Word count: 1,383
This ended up being so much longer than I intended.
"Tom. Please. I've been to Disney World a million times. I can probably make it around Magic Kingdom without a map that's how well I know it." It was late summer, before the hussle of school and work swept everyone away, Tom wanted to get away for a mini vacation with you.
“Please come with me. Doesn't mean I don't enjoy it. And you know how much Disneyland freaks out when there's a celebrity there. Also, you can go on different things that you wouldn't normally go on.” You don’t like to admit when he’s right. Your family can be a little controlling when it comes to vacations. Like why does a baseball game need to be involved in every one.
“You know that won’t stop people from coming up to you.”
“We’ll just wear our matching bucket hats and be that couple. Please.” You couldn’t resist his puppy pout anymore, and you both needed a break.
“Ok, as long as we don't go on roller coasters if I get sick from one.”
“I won't make you go through that. Especially the amount of stories you tell me about someone being sick on vacation.”
After a long plane ride and a good night's rest, you two are ready for a trip. You got your backpack with the old school Disney World logo ready to get your weekly tickets. You got the tickets while Tom was spending time with a couple people who noticed him. You both never minded it as long as they were respectful. You thank the lady as Tom heads back to where you’re standing.
“Ok, you want to head to Epcot first?”
That five letter word made you choke on your own spit. You followed Tom up the railway to the monorail. As you waited in line, you felt the need to tell Tom what's been eating at your mind. “Tom, you know I don't really like Epcot that much.”
“What! Why?”
“Well, the only other time I've been here was with my family once we went on the band field trip here. You know my dad never keeps his opinion to himself about how he thinks all of this ozone layer and eco saving thing is bullshit and how he hates culture. He just kinda complained that whole day, so I've never liked the park. Also, there's more food than rides here and you know I’m not a big food guru.”
“Is your dad coming with us?”
“What?”
“Is your dad coming on our vacation with us?”
“No. But what does that-.”
“Then his opinion and voice should not affect our judgement.” To be fair, Tom has changed your opinion on a lot of things, football (English kind) being one of them. You just didn't know if you could shut up that annoying tick in the back of your head that repeats all the things your Dad would say about this place, but you were willing to give it a shot. You grabbed a food passport and map in front of the golf ball and off you two went.
Before entering the park, you booked fastpasses for the one thing you knew you loved at Epcot, and that was Sorin’. It felt like you had wings and earth with its gravity could never take hold of you again. Even with the fastpasses the line wasn’t too long because people wanted to be the first to get the food in all the countries. It reminded you how Harry would have his drones to get the cinematic videos of the ocean washing up on the beach that look gorgeous. But alas, you had to touch ground again and continue.
You two went to have a good time eating stuff. Like you wanted to order everything from the Irish stand, except the alcohol which Tom took so you could keep the decorative cup (best boyfriend ever), so you settled on chocolate pudding with custard and the two of you split the Irish sausage with potatoes and gravy. You two weren’t worried about overfilling yourselves because 1) everyone does that at the food and wine festival and 2) there weren’t many rides that could make you throw up afterwards.
You grab a Light Lab Phosphorescent Phreeze (you secretly wanted to collect all the cups you could) and signed up to do a Perry the Platypus adventure in the UK (just to see if Tom liked their stereotyping). “Okay, well this is from and American Disney Show Phineas and Ferb where they do a bunch of crazy stuff during the summer, and the subplot is their pet platypus is a secret agent that stops this not-so-good supervillain every episode. Dr. Dofesnberg-something was his name. You basically have to go to different shops within the country, follow the story video on our phone, and some objects will move as you interact with stuff. Basically stopping this guy from carrying out his completely elaborate and unnecessary evil scheme to rule the world.”
“Okay, and of course it’s about golf. How can you get more British than that.” Apparently the adventure included tea once you told the cashier a secret word phrase, so yes, it got more British than golf.
You guys stopped by Canada and you could not stop doing impressions of Ryan Renolds as you stopped for a quick snack as the Perry the Platypus mission took an hour. You ordered a Canadian Cheddar Cheese and Bacon soup with pretzel rolls to split (of which you only at the pretzels because even Tom doesn’t know why you don’t like bacon).
After the Frozen ride and a couple more snacks along the way you settled in China and watched some acrobatics and get out of the heat. You couldn’t do everything in Mexico, but the San Angel Inn would be a place you save for a different trip. You got your faces painted to be half skulls with decorative details. It definitely helped you get recognized less.
Last stop of the night before the fireworks/water show you traveled to Japan. The architecture was realistic and you just thought of the time it took for someone to design and construct that. You both waited in line to try to see if you could get a pearl out of an oyster. You both end up getting one with the lady being very excited for you two. “Mine was 7 ¾ mm, and what was your Tom?”
“7 ½ mm. But you know size doesn’t matter.”
It wasn’t long before the fireworks and lights danced on the water’s surface and you two were heading back from a long day. Tom wanted to take the ferry boat back complaining that the line for the monorail was too long. It always is but the boat was very slow. You gave into his wishes because he was the one who made you enjoy the park today. You stood over the bow of the ship looking at your reflection upon the water until Tom broke you from your thoughts.
“So, didn't I say you would have a good time?”
“Yes you did. My dad's opinion did not affect my judgement as much as I thought it would. It’s still hard to see things with my own opinion, but I’m getting better at it. Thank you Tom.”
“My pleasure princess. Maybe next time we can crack some oysters and keep the pearl” You two share a sweet kiss and the fireworks in Magic Kingdom across the water started going off. Nothing could make this moment more romantic. “But there's still one more thing to do tonight.”
“Thomas Stanley Holland. Do NOT follow that statement with ‘when we get back to the hotel’.”
He laughed so much that he leaned back and his eyes crinkled in the corners. “Not what I was going to say darling.” You’re still confused at his intentions, until he starts playing music from his phone and holds your arms out while you two are on the tip of the boat; keeping his hands on your hips.
“Only you could turn this into a Titanic moment. “I'm flying Jack. I'm flying.”
The moment had gotten better once you realized Tom had asked a crew member to take your picture, and now you have a new phone background and a new perspective.
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Just for Us
Tom has a private screening of FFH for y/n
Request: Hii! Idk if u take requests (if u dont please ignore this) but could you please do one where tom surprising you with a private screening of ffh bc he knows you are a marvel fan and won’t be able to see the movie when it comes out
A/n: I’m crying over this new FFH trailer, y’all don’t even understand😂
Also, can someone explain to me how this kid went from “I really like Liz” to “I really like mj” that fast? Is that how all 15y/o’s are?? Even Tobey and Andrew liked the same girl throughout their movies. And I really like Liz, if she doesn’t get screentime for real, imma be pissed.
“Tommy, I’m sad,” you whined as you locked your phone, throwing it on the couch beside him. You flopped down and slouched on the sofa, laying across it with your feet in his lap.
“What’s wrong, love,” he asked with a small laugh, his hand immediately moving to your ankles.
“I can’t go to the premiere for Far From Home anymore,” you said as you pouted your lips.
“What?” Tom sounded upset too. You had gone with him to just about every one of his premieres since you two met. He loved having you there- you were that support system he just needed in his life. Sure his family and friends would be with him, but they weren’t you.
“I just got called for jury service,” you told him. It was required by law. You usually had no problem doing it, but you were really looking forward to seeing the film. You wanted to be there to support Tom, but it was also the first film after Endgame, and being a huge Marvel fan, you wanted to know what was going to happen with Peter.
Tom rolled his eyes and shook his head. “That sucks,” he said. “Out of all the times you could’ve been called, and this is when you were chosen. Damn.”
“I’m sad I have to wait even longer to see it. Because waiting three months to see it after Endgame came out wasn’t long enough,” you complained out loud.
“Sorry, darling,” Tom said before his phone rang. He turned his head, looking at his iPhone to see one of the producers from FFH was calling him. He slide his thumb across the screen, accepting the call. “Hello... Hey, yeah,” Tom began to talk to him for a while about something, you weren’t paying attention. Tom looked at you after a while on the phone, an idea popping into his head.
“I wanted to ask you something,” he said as he lift your feet off his lap, setting them back on the couch as he stood up, walking outside. You looked at him confused. He never went outside to talk on the phone. He stayed out there for a while before coming back in, slipping his phone in his pocket. “Sorry,” He said as he approached you again.
“It’s fine,” you told him. “Must’ve been important if you had to walk outside to talk.” You didn’t mean to pry, but you thought it was really weird that it happened.
“Yeah, I had to ask him about a specific scene, and I don’t want to spoil the movie for you. I know you’d probably take my head off for it,” he told you. “Come here,” He said as he sat back down on the couch, pulling you into him for a cuddle.
. . .
Three weeks later, you were sitting in your living room, working on some stuff from work when Tom came up to you.
“Are you busy tonight?”
You shook your head as you racked your brain of your schedule of activities. “No, why?”
“I was thinking we should go see a film tonight. We haven’t been in a while,” he told you.
“You have anything in mind?”
“I was thinking that Long Shot movie. Harry saw it and said it was hilarious.”
“That sounds good,” you told him. He nodded his head, giving you a thumbs up.
“Perfect. I’ll go order the tickets. I was thinking the 6pm showing so we should probably leave here around 5:40ish.”
“Okay, I’ll be ready,” you told him, going back to your work. You finished before you headed to your room to get dressed for the movie. “Are we getting food afterwards?” You asked Tom as you saw him sat at the foot of your bed, tying his shoes.
“We can if you want,” he said glancing up at you. You finished getting dressed and put on a minimal amount of makeup.
“Ready to go?!” You asked Tom, bringing your excitement level up.
“Yes, come on,” He said grabbing your hand and walking to the car. You drove to the theater, arriving to see a huge crowd. You let a groan slip out, not wanting to stand in line. Tom laughed at your reaction as you both got out of the car.
You walked up to the theater, Tom holding your hand and pulling you straight to the door, opening it and ushering you in. You looked at him confused.
“Tom, the tickets,” you said, pointing to the ticket kiosk. He simply looked at you with a smirk. He walked up to the man that was tearing the tickets, showing him something on his phone. He nodded his head and told you which theater.
“Thanks, man,” Tom said as you walked away from him. “Do you want popcorn or anything?” He asked you.
“I want to know what’s happening, is this your movie star privileges?” You asked, still really confused.
“I told you I got the tickets online,” he told you as he moved to stand in the concessions line.
“But you have to obtain them at the little kiosk thing, and you didn’t do that.”
“Because they sent the tickets to my email. All I had to do was show it to the guy.”
“I’ve been coming to this theater for years, they’ve never done that.”
“It’s a new feature that they’re swapping to,” he said with a shrug, you two next in line for concessions. “Popcorn?” He asked you, walking up to the cashier. You nodded your head. He ordered a popcorn and drink for both of you before you headed to the room the man from earlier told you to go to.
As you approached it, you noticed the screen that usually said the movie that was showing was blank. You brows furrowed in confusion, yet again, looking up to Tom. He didn’t look confused or shocked at all, walking up to the door and holding it open for you. You walked in the door, immediately standing to the side to wait for him. He led you around the corner where you saw the theater was completely empty, the screen playing trailers for upcoming films.
“What did you do- rent the place out?” You asked him. He shrugged his shoulders again.
“Maybe,” He said, with a guilty face. You rolled your eyes and laughed.
“So extra,” You said under your breathe. You picked a seat and sat down, watching the trailers before the film came on. You put your feet up on the seat in front of you as you held the popcorn in your lap, Tom’s hand resting on your thigh. You watched the screen as it went black for a few moments before the movie started playing on the screen.
You looked confused- yet again- as you watched the scene that opened the movie. It showed a high school. Long Shot didn’t have anything to do with teenagers, did it? Your jaw fell as you saw Tom’s face on screen.
“What?” You asked out loud. You continued to watch and saw the title card come on scene.
Spider-Man: Far From Home
“Thomas!” You yelled as you realized what was happening. That’s why the screen outside was blank. That’s why Tom didn’t come in with tickets.
“Shh, babe. The movie’s starting,” he said jokingly, pointing at the screen. You smiled at him, leaning over the arm rest to kiss him on the cheek. You sat back in your seat, excited to watch the movie.
. . .
Two hours and fifteen minutes later, you were walking out of the theater with Tom.
“Tom, it was so good,” you told him as you began to gush about how much you loved the film. “How did you manage this?” You asked him.
“When I had that call a while ago, I stepped outside to ask them if the film was finished up and if I could bring you to see it by ourselves before the premiere. It took some convincing, but they set it up for us.”
“You’re the best, Tom. Like honestly,” you said as you placed your arms around him, hugging him as you walked. “Thank you.”
“What was I going to do? Make you wait longer because three months isn’t long enough?” He said teasing you, remembering your words from earlier. You shook your head with a smile as you leaned against him, bringing your lips to meet his for a kiss.
“I love you, Spider-Man.”
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no matter your plans for this month, you need to see Cats in theaters.
for real you guys. it was the best fucking thing ive ever seen. I almost shit my pants from laughing so hard.
picture this: a completely empty theater except for me and 3 friends, and a group in the back. the whole fucking time we would all crack jokes about how awful it was. during silent scenes we would make drug references and it was. incredible.
let me just. i. this is what I got out of it:
-they didn't fucking animate the hands or feet which was hilarious.
- one of the main cats almost sucked toes within five minutes of it starting
-none of the “good guy” characters had a name, except for Victioria?? who didn't do anything the whole movie
- no plot. 0. I didn't get any of it until my friend who had seen the musical explained it.
- TAYLOR SWIFT CAME DOWN BUTASS NAKED ON A MOON AND IT WAS INCREDIBLE
- there was so much gay representation I died
-they shoved this old cat off a boat, and when somebody tried to resurrect her and it didn't work, some girl in the back yelled “dumb bitch they should have shoved u off the fucking boat”
-did I mention the plot is cats singing to an old trans cat so she will kill them and then they can be reborn skinny??? DID I FUCKING MENTION THAT
-one of the cats flies into the sun on a chandelier
-ALMOST ALL OF THE CATS ARE GAY/BI
-there was a fat cat couple
-they had. mice. and cockroaches. played by humans. it was incredible. truly I cannot tell you how hard it was to not throw up + shit my pants from laughter
-the cats would be the size of ants one moment and the size of lions the next. the devs had no clue how proportions work
-so much sexual tension omg
annd so much more that I'm forgetting. truly it felt like a fever dream. as we were buying tickets, the cashier wished us good luck. even if you dont have friends, you will leave the theater with some. one guy went up to me and said “yea we’re are drugs too”
so go alone or with friends if you have some. truly 10/10
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I was tagged by @atreefullofstars and @feral-anarchy ! Thank you guys!
1. Do you make your bed? Usually no, only after I clean my room or when I have company coming over. Other than that, to me, there really is no point I know I’m just going to mess is up again.
2. Favorite number? Number 10! 10 has been my favorite number since I was three, I think. Don’t ask me why it’s my favorite, I don’t really know I just like it a lot.
3. What’s your job? I’m a cashier at the local grocery store.
4. If I could would I go back to school? Absolutely not xD. Doing school work and having to sit for too long and tests and studying honestly freaks me out and gives me anxiety, despite the fact that I am in college. I would if I could relive the fun moments of middle school and high school, but the stress and depression and ptsd that comes with it is just not worth it.
5. Can you parallel park? Nope, i avoid it like the plague. I probably could be really good at it if I tried, but I know that if I do everyone is going to be watching me attempt to get into this tiny space and asdfghjhgfds and honestly its just better to find another spot, even if it’s two blocks away.
6. A job people would be surprised I had? I worked at a day care center for a summer in 2015.
7. Do you think aliens are real? Of course! What, do you really think that in our universe, with billions of different galaxies that are home to trillions of different planets, out of all of those our earth is the only one that has life on it’s surface? Yeah, right, sure xD
8. Can you drive a standard car? I’m not really sure what this means by ‘standard’ but if you mean automatic then yes, I can. But if you mean a stick-shift no I absolutely can not. My cousin gave me my first car, which was a Honda CR-V, but I couldn’t drive it because it had a stick-shift. I tried really hard to learn and get it down but I could just never figure it out. I was so sad when we had to sell the car for an automatic, mainly because it was a really nice car. It had a table! In the trunk! How many car’s do you know of that comes with a freaking table?
9. What’s your guilty pleasure? Sleeping 12+ hours. It’s a love hate relationship, really. Cause I can sleep for a really long time and it’s nice and I have crazy dreams and I catch up on some missed out sleep but suddenly it’s 3 pm and I’ve missed half the day and didn’t even wake up once. I could probably miss a whole day by sleeping if I tried hard enough. It’s both a blessing and a curse, and I secretly love and hate it.
10. Tattoos? I don’t have any tattoos yet, but I have a plan to have tattoos of outlines of tiny stars and constellations on my shoulders with invisible ink inside the stars that only show up in black light. I think that would be really cool, like “I hold the weight of the universe on my shoulders, but I can still find ways to shine bright despite dark circumstances.” I think a tattoo like that would describe me and my life perfectly. On the other hand, I also want to get a tattoo of like something really dumb hidden on my body and then to show a bestie one day and be like ‘look at this ehehehehe’ and then burst into laughter or smthn.
11. Favorite color? I remember fighting with my brother about this when I was like 3 or 4, that my favorite color was yellow, and he said it couldn’t be because that was his favorite color and we couldn’t have the same favorite color. So I caved and gave it to him and since then I could never figure it out. well guess what turns out he lied and blue has been his favorite color for like ever now SO GUESS WHAT YELLOW IS MY FAVORITE COLOR NO ONE CAN TAKE IT FROM ME LMAO
12. Things people do that drive you crazy? I ABSOLUTELY HATE PEOPLE WHO ARE NEGATIVE ALL THE TIME. I knew this one bitch in high school. I won’t get super into it, but basically the only thing that ever came out of that ugly moth of hers was shit about herself and how great she was (she was homophobic and racist and looked down on everyone may I add) or just straight up negativity. I don’t think I have ever heard her say something nice about someone or anything in the 7 years I went to school with her. She was such a negative person that it made me realize that I hate people who are negative all the time like??? I really don’t get how people can be so negative all the time??? I really can’t get through the day without making someone laugh it’ll physically hurt me if I don’t make someone’s day better and I can’t understand that some people don’t think that way.
13. Any phobias? I don’t get scared of pretty much anything. You can’t scare me, try your hardest, but you can’t xD. I love watching horror movies and going to the theater to see peoples reactions. I think the only thing that actually freaks me out is Greg Yates from the Law and Order SVU and Chicago Fire crossover. Dude fuckin freaks me out I literally can’t look at Dallas Robert’s face without cringing and i just asdfghjklsa i tried to fix it yo, I watched him in the walking dead (Milton Mamet) and Insatiable (Bob) but honestly it only made it worse. I just can’t do it. I see him and I recoil i just have to get far away. Other than that I don’t get scared of anything else.
14. Favorite childhood sport? Psshh, sports??? What are those??? Lmao
15. Do you talk to yourself? All the time, and they’re nothing wrong with that.
16. What movie do you adore? I have lot’s of favorite movies that I love so Imma just list em. Mr Magorium’s Wonder Emporium (This movie is just straight up my personality), Rise of the Guardians (my first ever fandom), Kung Fu Panda 2 (IT’S A GOOD MOVIE FIGHT ME ON IT), Kubo and the Two Strings, the IT movies.
17. Do you like doing puzzles? Not really? I am really good at solitaire and Mancala tho
18. Favorite type of music? I don’t really have a type of music I like best. If I listen to it and it makes me go ‘holy shit this is great I love this’ then that’s pretty much it... I did go through a huge dubstep phase in freshman year of high school but let’s not talk about that.
19. Tea or coffee? Neither xD yeah yeah I know how terrible but honestly both are just gross. I tried liking them but I just don’t. oops.
20. What’s the first thing you remember you wanted to be when you grew up? If I am correct, I wanted to be either a veterinarian or an ‘orphanage manager lady’ when I grew up. Obviously neither of those happened, now I’m aiming at something film related.
Thank you guys for tagging me! This was really fun! I guess it’s my turn now so I’m tagging:
@lizard-15 @moonshadow-memes @readingisthenewcool @ezio-demonI don’t know who else to tag xD so partake if any of u wanna
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Date [t.h]
Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader
Prompt: “You’re not as boring as I thought you’d be.”
Summary: Maybe going on a date wasn't such a bad idea after all.
Words: 1,216
A/N: hi three posts in 2 days ok. this is my last post of 2018. i hope id get to write even more in 2019 and improve my writing lol (english isn't my first language so bear with me). happy new year everyone. and this is my entry to @spxderbarnes‘ writing challenge. hope u like it.
(gif isn't mine, again)
“I’m not going, Mel. I don’t want to go on a date with someone I barely even know!” Y/N stressed, pinching the bridge of her nose.
Melanie had been pestering Y/N to go out on dates a lot over the years they’ve lived together, but she always refused to, as she hasn’t got much luck when it comes to love. This time, Mel had set Y/N up with one of her close friends, Tom. Y/N had heard about him and even saw him a couple of times here and there but never exactly got to know the guy.
“C’mon, Y/N. You haven’t dated in a long time, plus it’ll be fun! Tom’s not that bad of a guy.”
It was true, the last time Y/N dated someone was in the sophomore year of college and that was years ago. The relationship didn’t end well and that was kind of the reason why she stopped going on dates and refused every time Melanie tried to set her up with someone.
“It’s easy for you to say. You actually know the guy.”
“C’mon, Y/N.” Mel paused, her face lighting up as she had just thought of an idea, “Okay, how ‘bout we make a deal? If this goes badly, I’ll stop pestering you to go on dates and I’ll stop trying to set you up with my friends.”
Y/N groaned, even though she did not want to go, the thought of Mel not nagging her about her love life ever again sounded very appealing. Honestly, she was getting sick of how Mel’s constantly bugging her about her love life.
“Alright, fine. One date.”
Mel cheered in triumph, “I’ll text you his number and you can ask him yourself about the details.”
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Saturday night finally came, and Y/N was about to actually go on the date. As much as she dreaded it, she would be lying if she said there wasn’t a small part of her that felt kind of excited. Tom was about to pick her up in less than an hour and had told her this morning to dress casually. Mel was currently putting on some light make up on Y/N’s under eye to hide the bags and a little nude colored lipstick on her lips, so she doesn’t look too pale.
“All done.”
Mel walked over to Y/N’s wardrobe and rummaged through it before taking out a light blue mid-thigh length dress that Y/N rarely wore.
“Put this on.” Mel tossed it over to Y/N and left her to dress herself.
Mel closed the door behind her before going over to the couch and turning on the TV as she waited for Y/N to come out once she was done. Y/N, on the other hand, was getting more nervous as the clock ticks. Part of her was keen on not wanting to go, but there was also a part of her that was still hoping to find some romance. I’ve got nothing to lose, right? She thought. She took her handbag and exited her room.
“So, how do I look?”
“You look great, Y/N.” And with that, as if on cue, the doorbell rang, signaling Tom’s arrival.
“Thanks.” Y/N let out a tightlipped smile towards Mel before heading out the door to greet him.
“Uh, hi?”
“Hello. You look great.” He smiled.
“Thanks. You too.”
“Shall we go?” Y/N nodded at that and they left the apartment building to get into Tom’s car.
The first few minutes of the drive was silent, since neither of them knew how to converse to each other. To be fair, they were merely acquaintances, so awkwardness was bound to happen at some point.
“So, where are we going?” She asked, breaking the silence.
“To the movies and if you’re hungry after, we can grab some dinner, is that okay?”
“Yeah, yeah. Of course.” Y/N nodded.
They pulled up at the movie theatre not long after, then they went straight to the ticket booth to get two tickets to one of the movies that was currently showing. Y/N went to grab her purse when Tom stopped her.
“My treat.” Tom said to Y/N before paying the cashier.
“You don’t have to.”
“But I want to.” They left it at that and walked into the studio and did not speak to one another during the movie.
After about two hours of the movie, they both got up and out the theatre, heading straight to get some food.
“What do you want to eat?” Tom asked Y/N as he drove out of the theatre.
“I’m fine with anything, to be honest.”
“Alright.” Tom then drove to a diner not that far away from the theatre.
“They have great burgers here.” He told her, and she just nodded in response.
They both looked over at the menu for a good fifteen minutes before settling on ordering a burger for each of them to the waitress. They thanked the waitress after she had jotted down their orders and watched as she walked away from the table.
“So, Y/N, tell me about yourself.”
“What do you want to know?”
“Anything. Just tell me something.”
“Well, I’m Y/N, I’m twenty-three. I was born and raised in [insert place]. I enjoy music, reading, watching movies a lot. I work as an editor in Silver Publishing. What about you?”
“I’m Tom and I’m twenty-four. I’m a native of southwest London. I work with Mel in the Human Resources department. My interests are acting, dancing and singing.”
“Didn’t peg you to be interested in acting, singing or dancing.” Y/N mused.
“Well, I used to love it as a child. I was the lead on a play called Billy Elliott.”
“No way!”
The food arrived in front of them and they both took bites of their burgers. “It’s really good!” Y/N exclaimed.
“Told you.”
Apparently, the more they talked, the more they found things they have in common. He found that she used to love theater as well, as a child but found new interests as she grew up. She found that he also loved movies as much as she does. He found that she has an older brother and she found that he had three younger siblings. After much eating and talking, they came to the topic of their favorite movies and the best movies of all time.
“Footloose is definitely one of the best movies ever.” Y/N stated.
“No. It never was.”
She gaped at his response, “I’m offended.” She said as she placed a hand on her chest, faking hurt. And they both laughed. It’s been a while since she actually laughed and found a connection with someone.
The date ended with Tom driving Y/N back to her place. They had been sitting in silence for about five minutes, as the radio played some soft pop ballad. He was the first to break the silence.
“When Mel first told me about you, she told me that all you do is read and that you never want to go out and so I kinda thought you were a boring person. No offense.”
“None taken.”
“But you know what? You’re not as boring as I thought you’d be.”
“You’re not that bad either.”
“What do you say we do this again sometime?”
Y/N smiled and turned to him. “I’d like that.”
#ems21st#tom holland#tom holland fanfiction#tom holland imagine#tom holland x reader#tom holland x you#tom holland x y/n#tom holland one shot
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Fool for Love 2/?
“This better work,” TJ grumbled to Buffy as they watched Cyrus and Andi walk towards the theater.
“Trust me, it will. Just...don’t be yourself.”
“Gee, thanks.”
TJ looked over to see Cyrus waving his arms over his head at them. God he was adorable. He crossed his arms over his chest and tried to look nonchalant. But judging by the look Buffy was giving him, he was failing.
“I’m surprised you two didn’t kill each other while I wasn’t here.” Cyrus exclaimed, giving each of them a hug. Was TJ imagining things, or did Cyrus linger a little bit before letting go of him?
“It wasn’t that hard. Buffy’s...really nice.” TJ said, hoping Buffy would play along.
She nodded. To a passing observer it would seem genial enough, but TJ could tell she couldn’t speak out of anger. Apparently Buffy was a lot better at holding onto grudges than he gave her credit for. He wondered how many more apologies it would take to get her to believe he meant it.
“Aw, two of my besties have become each other’s besties! It’s everyone’s dream!”
TJ quickly turned his snort into a cough. Buffy and him, besties? Never in a million years.
“Shall we head in?” Andi asked, giving TJ a conspiratorial wink.
He glanced at Cyrus to make sure the boy didn’t notice, but Cyrus was oblivious as ever. They walked into the theater, and made their way to the ticket booth. The movie had been preselected (by Cyrus, of course) so all they had to do now was buy the tickets.
TJ turned to Cyrus and tapped him on the shoulder.
“Hey, uh, it’s on me.”
Cyrus lit up.
“Really? Thanks TJ!”
“Yeah, I-“
“Yes, thank you TJ for offering to pay for all of our tickets. It’s too kind.”
TJ shot Buffy a panicked look. This wasn’t the plan at all. But Buffy simply gave him a shiteating grin, precisely the type of grin that was TJ’s specialty. Unless he wanted to look like an asshole, he’d better pay for everyone’s tickets.
“Four for “Love and Other Diseases.””
TJ squinted up at the board. It was exactly the type of movie Cyrus would gravitate towards, judging from the title. He paid for the tickets and tried to annoy Buffy’s smirk.
Tickets in hand, they strolled over to the concession stand. TJ fell back next to Cyrus.
“So, uh, what kind of snacks do you like? I take it they don’t have chocolate chocolate chip muffins here.”
“Sadly, no. But who doesn’t like popcorn? And also,”
He said, fiddling with the hair behind his ear.
“I like those chocolate covered raisins.” Cyrus added in a stage whisper.
TJ stumbled back, clutching his hand to his chest in fake horror.
“No, surely not.”
“Unfortunately yes. I’m a grandpa, I know.”
Just when TJ thought Cyrus couldn’t get any more cute, he did. It was brutally unfair.
TJ picked up a box of chocolate covered raisins and took out his wallet. And before he could protest, Buffy and Andi appeared, depositing twizzlers, starbursts, and Reese’s pieces on the counter.
“Also, two slushees, one cherry and one cola. And a jumbo popcorn. We’ll go grab the seats.” Buffy called as she and Andi made their way over to the entrance.
TJ’s mouth dropped to the ground. Was this part of Buffy’s evil plan? Bleeding him dry? True, he had socked away a good amount of money from babysitting, but buying this much stuff at a movie theatre could bankrupt a billionaire.
Before TJ could empty his wallet, he felt a small tugging at his sweatshirt sleeve. He looked down and saw Cyrus staring up at him with those soft brown eyes. F U C K.
“I- if it’s not too much trouble, could I get a slushee too? Mixed, please.”
TJ nodded dumbly, then turned to the cashier.
“Right, so I’m taking all of this, two jumbo popcorns, and four slushees, one cherry, one cola, two mixed.”
“You got it. That’ll be $53.97.”
TJ fumed inwardly, but he counted out the money and handed it over to the cashier. He drummed his fingers down on the counter. He had spent over $100 on this day alone. He shuddered to think how much something like prom would cost with the good hair crew.
“Here you go.”
“Thanks.”
TJ looked down at the sheer amount of calories sitting before him and sighed. He shoved the candy into his front sweatshirt pocket and grabbed two slushees and a popcorn.
“Cyrus, would you mind...” TJ asked, nodding towards the remaining items.
Cyrus beamed at him and complied.
“Anything for the muffin man.”
“What did you just call me?”
“The muffin man.”
“The muffin man?”
“You know, the muffin man, who lives on drury lane.”
“Yes I know that I just- never mind.”
They walked over towards the entrance to the theater and showed their tickets to the lady working the stand. They were in theater 30, all the way at the end. TJ groaned inwardly, fighting the urge to just dump Buffy and Andi’s slushees out right then and there. He looked over at Cyrus to see if he was okay with carrying all that stuff and saw him practically skipping down the carpeted hall. TJ sighed, and jogged to catch up. As he got closer, he could have sworn he heard...humming?
“Hakuna Matata, right?”
Cyrus looked up at him, startled.
“Right. I didn’t take you for a Lion King fan.”
TJ shrugged.
“I mean, everyone’s seen that movie.”
“You’d be surprised. The other day while I was in The Spoon, I ran into this guy who-“
TJ smiled as Cyrus dove into the story. Even though he couldn’t gesture with hands, the animation of his voice and expressions got the point across. TJ almost didn’t notice that they had reached the end of the hallway.
“Oh, we’re here.” Cyrus struggled to open the door, and TJ stepped forward to assist them.
“Score! Empty theater!” Cyrus exclaimed as they walked through the aisles to where Buffy and Andi were sitting.
“Look, we saved you two seats right at the end.” Buffy said, her voice devoid of emotion as she pointed to the two aisle seats. She wasn’t even trying to sound convincing! TJ could just strangle her.
“Thanks Buffy! You’re the best!”
Ok, maybe the strangling wasn’t necessary, but still.
Cyrus plopped down into the seat next to Buffy, leaving the seat at the very end for TJ. TJ handed Buffy and Andi their slushees and candy and popcorn before settling down into his seat with a sigh.
“You ready for this?” Cyrus whispered as the lights of the theater dimmed. TJ nodded, and tried to pay attention to the ads flickering on the screen. But it was hard to concentrate when Cyrus’s hand was just inches away from his own.
The movie was enjoyable enough, TJ supposed. A basic story of a cynical doctor falling hopelessly in love with her friend’s ex. It was perhaps a touch too contrived for TJ’s taste, but Cyrus seemed to be eating it up. He would laugh at some parts, audibly gasp during others. As it was nearing the end, TJ thought he heard a sniffle.
He looked over and saw Cyrus blinking back tears.
“Hey, uh, you ok dude?”
“It’s just- so beautiful.” He said, rubbing his eyes with his cardigan sleeves.
TJ didn’t know what came over him, but he reached out and took Cyrus’s hand in his.
“Hey. It’s gonna be ok.”
Cyrus looked up at him, his mouth slightly ajar. If it wasn’t for Buffy and Andi thirdwheeling, TJ would’ve kissed that boy right then and there. But he managed to control himself.
He stroked his thumb over Cyrus’s hand and felt the boy shiver. TJ fought back a smile. He hadn’t realized how much of an effect he had on Cyrus. And he loved it. He didn’t know how he had ever lived without holding this boy’s hand. With any luck, he would never have to go without holding it ever again.
#andi mack#tyrus#cyrus goodman x tj kippen#so this might actually be finished#except for maybe a lil epilogue#BUT i have a new idea for a longer story so buckle up buttercups
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movie
ao3 cross
pairing: bakugou/reader
“What?”
“I said,” you spoke offhandedly, eyes trailing the blonde ambling into the room with his mail. “We should go watch a movie on your day off.”
“Oh wouldn’t I just love that?” His voice was utterly drenched in sarcasm as he dropped the package, pressing a hand into the column of his neck with an irritated hiss. He sat without a semblance of grace, kicking the chair back.
“What? Why not?” You whined, begged, leaned over the table to invade his personal space. He batted away your flailing arms with a single hand, eyes never moving from the box he was opening.
“I don’t have time,” he grumbled.
“Please?” Your muffled voice came from underneath his palm. Peering through the gaps in his spread fingers your tone softened, lips pressing gently to the rough skin. “You’re always training.” The young hero barely had any time to do anything, and it was driving you nuts. “Spend some time with me?”
Bakugou glared down at you. You found yourself being lost in the tunnel of those blood red eyes--a familiar storm within them quietly brewing, calm for now but ready to rage when necessary.
He grunted a sigh, reluctantly submitting to your request. “Fine.”
You positively beamed, wiggling your eyebrows. “Yes! It’s a date then.”
“Not a date.”
“Shh,” You flicked his forehead. “Get into the spirit you brat.”
This’ll be nice, you thought to yourself as you jumped over the couch, dodging the chair that was thrown at you by the enraged hero. A nice, peaceful escape from the stress and excitement. After all, what could go wrong?
As it turned out, the right question to ask may have been ‘what could go right.’
Because everything was going wrong.
“We are not watching some dumb chick flick,” he eyed the poster of the movie with disdain.
The cashier looked nervously between the two of you from the booth, raising his hand slightly. “U-uh, you guys are holding up the l-line-”
“Shut up!” You both turned on him simultaneously, and he let out a terrified squeakclose to that of a dying animal.
You hissed a sigh through your teeth, turning back to Bakugou. “This is supposed to be a time to relax.”
“Sure.”
“Peace. Tranquility.”
“And?”
“What about loud explosions is relaxing to you?!”
His scowl deepened. “Do you even see who you’re talking to?”
“I-If i may cut in,” the cashier spoke again, quickly, rushing over the words lest the two of you decided to turn dark stares upon him again. “How about a c-compromise? There’s the n-newest comedy out?”
You paused. That might actually not be that bad. You turned hopeful eyes to your companion as he groaned for the third time that day.
“Fine,” that seemed to be his favourite word for handling the exhaustion that came with you, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
The cashier smiled, handing you the movie tickets with your receipt. “There you go! I hope you enjoy your date!”
Bakugou snatched the tickets with a bit more force than necessary. “Not a date.”
You rolled your eyes, ignoring the cashier’s flabbergasted expression and rushing to follow after his long strides. “Don’t worry--he’s just shy. Have a good day!”
The movie itself, quite plainly, sucked.
It was corny--and not intentionally so, but the kind that was trying way too hard with every bad pun. The row in front you seated a woman whose extravagant hair-do was attempting to shoot into the ceiling, and consequently you had to find creative ways to maneuver your head so that you could even see the screen. A couple elementary school kids across from you were snickering at everything. And you meant everything.
You had to physically hold down Bakugou’s hand from blasting them through the wall.
Bakugou himself only got more annoyed as time passed--though you think that attributed more to the people around than the movie itself. He seemed pretty impassive on the film, apart from the occasional smirk whenever the main character would get hurt for comedic effect. Figures that would be what he found funny.
Your own mood increasingly soured with each second. Soon you lost interest completely, the screen becoming a collage of flickering pictures and background noise.
By the time the movie had ended, you had a stiff back from the seats, a headache from the rowdiness, and a strong temporary dislike for children.
“That was dumb,” Bakugou said, cut clear and straight to the point as the two of you walked down the sidewalk. You agreed.
“It was. I always seem to mess everything up yeah?” You mused absentmindedly that you hadn’t seen the stars in a while - what with the light pollution in your neighbourhood. It was nice to admire the twinkling lights for even a moment.
When you glanced back down, Bakugou was looking at you as if you had just said you were planning to go fly to the moon.
“What are you on about now?” He narrowed his crimson eyes at you in incomprehension, small wrinkles cresting by his eyebrows, his mouth twisted down in a familiar yet entirely alien gesture.
“You said you didn’t want to come, but I pushed anyway,” you laughed. “Right?” The laughter wouldn’t stop, and soon you found that words were falling from your lips without passing through your brain first. “Every time we try something like this, it fails. I should have learned my lesson by now, but I guess not. Looks like I’m even more stubborn than you.”
He stopped still, the scuffling of his shoes on the gravel fading to a silence that echoed down the empty street. You didn’t notice, already caught up in the white noise that buzzed and pounded inside your head.
“I don’t know why I even try anymore. Is it pity why you still tolerate me?” you rambled, choking on the laughter that had turned to gasping convulsions of giggles. Self deprecation twisted inside you, burrowed deep, writhing. “Not that I’d be very surprised-”
You tripped.
It wasn’t of your own volition, more a side effect of the hand that had suddenly grabbed onto the back of your shirt and pulled. The collar tightened around the front of your throat momentarily as you tried not to stumble.
Bakugou released you once you were firmly put back by his side, making you realize you had begun walking without him. When had he stopped moving?
“Baku-?”
“First,” he made abrupt eye contact with you, his storm fully raging now, yet somehow still managing to look almost bored. You couldn’t break the gaze--it successfully planted you to the ground, preventing you from leaving whether you wanted to or not. “Stop with the waterworks.”
You blinked owlishly, mute in confusion, before you slowly registered the wetness on your cheeks. You touched a hand cautiously to the skin in disbelief. You hadn’t even noticed you’d been crying. Your mind further blanked when a coarse thumb wiped underneath your left eye, taking some of the moisture with it.
“You’re being more of an idiot than usual. How are you responsible for the cashier recommending us that waste of time? Or for the morons in the theater?”
You couldn’t find a rebuttal. “I-”
“Quiet,” he growled, yet the caressing motion of his thumb on your cheek contradicted the harsh statement. “You’re messing up that damn makeup you wailed and fussed over this morning.” You flushed in embarrassment, knowing you over dressed for this simple outing. You couldn’t help it. You had just been so…happy.
The blonde’s utter disregard of sugar coating the ridiculousness of what you were doing cut through your emotional fog, and you sighed.
“You’re…right,” You murmured, tugging at the end of your shirt absentmindedly. “I’m sorry.”
You made to move, already eager to get back home. You were exhausted, the shoes you had chosen to wear uncomfortable and squeezing the life out of your toes, makeup no doubt smudged. Your bed was calling to you, inviting you in its warm embrace.
“Didn’t I just say to shut up?”
Perplexity and soon annoyance flooded you at his words, and your head snapped up, ready to lay it on him thick. Your mouth opened but any thoughts fell on a noiseless tongue as he slid his hand to the back of your neck, unnaturally warm against your clammy skin, the pads of his fingers pushing you closer abruptly.
His mouth met yours and the world fell away.
Against anything you ever would have predicted, it was soft at first. He was gentle even. (That’s it, that’s the sign, you must have been hallucinating, this is Bakugou you were talking about.) He pressed a short kiss to the corner of your mouth, once, twice, barely there, hovering. The third time he noticeably lingered, as if savouring the contact, fingers grazing the baby hairs at the base of your neck.
There was a lull, a split second where nothing was happening at all, merely shared breaths and uncertain hesitancies. You swallowed shakily, letting out a shocked whisper of his name from your lips onto his.
The moment snapped and then his hand was suddenly tangled in your hair, and he was kissing you. You swear you felt sparks, bursts of heat running along your skin--and there was a good chance that it wasn’t your imagination, steam rising in your peripheral from him. He took advantage of your slightly parted lips--open from the words you never got to say--and dove deeper, pressed his free hand into the arch of your spine so that he could close the distance between you forcefully. You tried to think, comprehend what was going on, but anything other than the feel of his hands on your skin, the desperation curling in your chest, the taste of him was shoved to the back of your mind.
It was over all too soon, and you opened your eyes (opened, when had you even closed them?) to see him studying you with an unreadable expression. He licked his lips briefly, causing your heart to stutter, before he turned wordlessly.
“Terrible date,” he spoke, but his words had no bite as he began to walk once more. You stood for another second, speechless, before a grin spread contagiously across your face.
“You admitted it was a date!” You yelled as you ran to catch up with him, nearly face-planting from your unsteady feet.
He snorted.
“I knew it!”
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Bold what applies;
I’m fond of:
Cats.
Weed.
New experiences.
Getting to know people I have things in common with.
Aliens.
Horror films.
Surveys.
Mythology.
Nature.
The beach.
The X-Files.
Conspiracy theories.
Documentaries.
History.
Reading.
Clothes.
Taking walks.
Tattoos.
Quadding/four-wheeling.
Classic rock.
Straight-forward people.
Metal.
Poetry.
The Sims.
I’m not fond of:
Extremists.
Closed-minded people.
Cheese.
People who judge or worry about the decisions/opinions of others.
Disrespect/ignorance.
The media.
Cleaning.
Romantic comedies.
Bugs.
‘Reality’ TV shows.
Technology taking over *every* aspect of life.
Overdramatic people.
Today’s music.
Cliches.
People who hold certain sentiments simply because the mass majority feels that way.
Facebook.
Self-righteousness.
Being stared at.
The US government system.
Being condescended to.
Being ignored.
Beer.
Snow/ice.
Feeling trapped in my own head.
I enjoy eating/drinking:
Steak.
Shrimp.
Pizza Pringles.
Ben & Jerry’s.
Rice.
Potatoes.
Bagels.
Fruit.
Skor bars.
Aloe Vera drinks.
Bolthouses.
Water.
Chicken.
Salads.
Omelets.
Zucchini.
Dark Russet chips.
Hot chocolate.
I like to watch:
The X-Files.
Law & Order: SVU.
The Twilight Zone.
American Horror Story.
Married With Children.
Twin Peaks.
King Of The Hill.
Nightmare Next Door.
Wicked Attraction.
Roseanne.
That 70’s Show.
Freaks & Geeks.
Breaking Bad.
Charmed.
Family Guy.
The Wonder Years.
I would describe myself as:
Laid back.
Accepting.
Indifferent.
Realistic.
Ill-tempered.
Sarcastic.
Blunt.
Introverted.
Witty.
Good-natured.
Understanding.
Open-minded.
Anxious.
Headstrong.
Honest.
Lazy.
Moody/Neurotic.
Wise.
Thick-skinned.
Logical.
Aloof.
Impartial.
Cynical.
Humorous.
Indecisive.
Intuitive.
Loyal.
Modest.
Brooding.
I’ve experienced:
A hangover.
A really bad break-up.
Smoking weed.
Doing drugs other than weed.
Being in a fist fight.
Having my own house.
Being on a plane.
Smoking a cigarette.
Sexual assault/abuse.
A pregnancy.
Being kicked out of my parent’s house.
Hitchhiking.
Shooting a gun.
Physical abuse.
Being hospitalized.
An abusive relationship.
Watching someone die.
Seeing someone stabbed and/or shot.
Being robbed.
Competing in some sort of competition.
Being in love.
Gambling in a casino.
A surgery of some sort.
Little things I love:
Forehead kisses.
Comfortable silences.
Warm blankets fresh out of the dryer.
Doing something unexpected that wasn’t asked of you.
Getting mail.
When my kitties snuggle with me.
Warm pavement on bare feet.
Perfect cereal to milk ratio.
Buying the last of something.
Fast moving lines.
Friendly cashiers.
Taking the back roads.
Driving on the highway during sunset.
Coming across that song on your iPod that you love and haven’t heard in a while.
Smiling at strangers.
When you come home after a long day and realize it was grocery day.
When all of your electronics have a full charge.
The fact that mom always seems to have everything I need in her purse.
When the last bite of food tastes better than all the rest.
Happy tears.
That look you give your best friend and then you both burst out laughing.
Knowing when your favorite artist is releasing a new album.
The atmosphere in a movie theater during a really funny film.
When the whole crowd is singing at a concert.
Intense eye contact that gives you goosebumps.
The feeling that country music gives me.
Finding the right words to say.
People with beautiful souls. JESSE MCCARTNEY IS THAT U
That moment when you realize you finally made it.
Finding the perfect thing to wear.
When you put zero effort into your appearance and someone compliments you.
That feeling of letting go.
Pleasant wake up calls.
Knowing you made someone’s day a little better.
The cold side of the pillow.
Spotting the person you’re looking for in a big crowd.
Taking off your bra after a long day.
When you can taste food again after a cold.
Christmas morning.
Bloopers.
Exact change.
Finally remembering what I was going to say.
New episodes of your favorite show.
Multiple choice exams.
Smiling in the middle of a kiss.
Not having a to do list.
Head massages
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200: My crush’s name is:
I guess I have a crush on Justin
199: I was born in:
North Carolina
198: I am really:
Sad
197: My cellphone company is:
AT&T
196: My eye color is:
Blue
195: My shoe size is:
7 ish
194: My ring size is:
I have no idea something between 6 and 8 maybe
193: My height is:
5′ 9 1/2′’
192: I am allergic to:
Ants I think and maybe the sun
191: My 1st car was:
A 2007 Kia Rondo
190: My 1st job was:
Selling Avon
189: Last book you read:
Wishful Drinking by Carrie Fisher
188: My bed is:
COMFY
187: My pet:
s are cool I have a lot
186: My best friend:
K8 bc no one else likes me
185: My favorite shampoo is:
Organix
184: Xbox or ps3:
I haven’t played either
183: Piggy banks are:
CUTE
182: In my pockets:
Nothing
181: On my calendar:
Birthdays, cat rabies dates, appointments, work schedule
180: Marriage is:
NEAT
179: Spongebob can:
Eat my ass
178: My mom:
is a cool lady
177: The last three songs I bought were:
I use apple music so I don’t buy songs but the last 3 I downloaded were
We Don’t Talk Anymore (feat. Selena Gomez) - Charlie Puth
Just a Dream - Nelly
Airplanes Pt 2. (Feat. Eminem and Hayley Williams) - BoB
....don’t judge me ok I was havin a time last night
176: Last YouTube video watched:
An analysis of an episode of Black Mirror
175: How many cousins do you have?
0
174: Do you have any siblings?
I have a brother and sister
173: Are your parents divorced?
No
172: Are you taller than your mom?
Like 4 or 5 inches
171: Do you play an instrument?
I played the violin up until a couple years ago
170: What did you do yesterday?
Cleaned out cages at petsmart
[I BELIEVE IN….]
169: Love at first sight:
Idk fam
168: Luck:
I don’t think so
167: Fate:
No
166: Yourself:
No
165: Aliens:
Yes
164: Heaven:
I don’t know
163: Hell:
No
162: God:
I don’t know
161: Horoscopes:
Maybe
160: Soul mates:
No
159: Ghosts:
Maybe
158: Gay Marriage:
Yes???
157: War:
No
156: Orbs:
I don’t think so
155: Magic:
No
[THIS OR THAT]
154: Hugs or Kisses:
Hugs
153: Drunk or High:
High
152: Phone or Online:
Phone
151: Red heads or Black haired:
Both
150: Blondes or Brunettes:
Brunettes
149: Hot or cold:
Cold
148: Summer or winter:
Winter
147: Autumn or Spring:
Autumn
146: Chocolate or vanilla:
Vanilla
145: Night or Day:
Night
144: Oranges or Apples:
Apples
143: Curly or Straight hair:
Curly
142: McDonalds or Burger King:
McDonalds
141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate:
White
140: Mac or PC:
PC
139: Flip flops or high heels:
Flip flops
138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor:
Do u mean like ugly personality bc obviously I’m going to go for sweet and poor
137: Coke or Pepsi:
Pepsi
136: Hillary or Obama:
Obama
135: Buried or cremated:
I......don’t know
134: Singing or Dancing:
Singing
133: Coach or Chanel:
I don’t care
132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks:
Oh my GOD Chris Daughtry
131: Small town or Big city:
Big city
130: Wal-Mart or Target:
Target
129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler:
It depends on the movie
128: Manicure or Pedicure:
Pedicure
127: East Coast or West Coast:
Both??
126: Your Birthday or Christmas:
Christmas
125: Chocolate or Flowers:
Flowers
124: Disney or Six Flags:
Disney
123: Yankees or Red Sox:
I don’t care at all
[HERE’S WHAT I THINK ABOUT]
122: War:
UH
WHAT IS IT GOOD FOR
ABSOLUTELY NOTHIN
121: George Bush:
He’s a fucking monkey
120: Gay Marriage:
I support it
119: The presidential election:
Sad and disappointing
118: Abortion:
Pro-choice
117: MySpace:
It died like 500 years ago
116: Reality TV:
I don’t like it except for The Voice sometimes
115: Parents:
They neat
114: Back stabbers:
....they suck???
113: Ebay:
It’s kinda dead tbh
112: Facebook:
Moms use it too much
111: Work:
Cute dogs and a cute boy
110: My Neighbors:
I don’t know them but they’ve waved at us before
109: Gas Prices:
I wish they were lower
108: Designer Clothes:
I shop at H&M and Target
107: College:
Waste of my time and money
106: Sports:
I don’t care about sports
105: My family:
They’re nice but I need a break from them sometimes
104: The future:
How dare u ask me about that
[LAST TIME I….]
103: Hugged someone:
It’s been like 50 million years
102: Last time you ate:
A few minutes ago
101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile:
A couple days ago
100: Cried in front of someone:
DUDE LIKE NEVER
99: Went to a movie theater:
A couple months ago
98: Took a vacation:
It’s been like 3 years
97: Swam in a pool:
It’s been like 5 years
96: Changed a diaper:
It’s been like 7 years omg
95: Got my nails done:
About a month ago
94: Went to a wedding:
2011
93: Broke a bone:
Never
92: Got a piercing:
Last March
91: Broke the law:
Probably within the last week
90: Texted:
A few minutes ago
89: Who makes you laugh the most:
K8
88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is:
My cats bc I can’t take them all
87: The last movie I saw:
I don’t remember
86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most:
Nothing
85: The thing I’m not looking forward to:
MY LIFE
84: People call me:
Morgan :\\\
83: The most difficult thing to do is:
A lot of things
82: I have gotten a speeding ticket:
Once
81: My zodiac sign is:
Leo
80: The first person i talked to today was:
Probably my dad
79: First time you had a crush:
Kindergarten
78: The one person who i can’t hide things from:
No one :)
77: Last time someone said something you were thinking:
Probably today??
76: Right now I am talking to:
No one
75: What are you going to do when you grow up:
Lol who knows
74: I have/will get a job:
I’m a cashier
73: Tomorrow:
I’m going to breakfast with Angelica, then the dentist
72: Today:
I did nothing
71: Next Summer:
I don’t even know
70: Next Weekend:
Working or doing nothing
69: I have these pets:
15 cats and a turtle
68: The worst sound in the world:
I hate Styrofoam squeaking sounds
67: The person that makes me cry the most is:
MEEEE
66: People that make you happy:
NO ONE
65: Last time I cried:
Today
64: My friends are:
NEAT
63: My computer is:
FINE BUT I DON’T USE IT
62: My School:
I graduated
61: My Car:
A 2007 Kia Rio
60: I lose all respect for people who:
Yell at cashiers
59: The last movie I cried at was:
Who knows
58: Your hair color is:
Red
57: TV shows you watch:
Criminal Minds, New Girl, Family Guy, Parks and Rec
56: Favorite web site:
Tumblr or Youtube
55: Your dream vacation:
A vacation in general
54: The worst pain I was ever in was:
BRUH I DON’T KNOW
53: How do you like your steak cooked:
I don’t know honestly
52: My room is:
A cross between a young adult hipster’s room and an emo teenager’s room
51: My favorite celebrity is:
Matthew Gray Gubler sure
50: Where would you like to be:
In my bed
49: Do you want children:
No
48: Ever been in love:
No
47: Who’s your best friend:
k8
46: More guy friends or girl friends:
I have 2 friends and they’re both girls
45: One thing that makes you feel great is:
Attention
44: One person that you wish you could see right now:
NONE OF UR BUSINESS
43: Do you have a 5 year plan:
I don’t even have a 5 month plan
42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die:
Yeah but who knows where it went
41: Have you pre-named your children:
NO EW
40: Last person I got mad at:
Dominique
39: I would like to move to:
Anywhere else
38: I wish I was a professional:
Cat petter
[MY FAVORITES….]
37: Candy:
Sour patch kids
36: Vehicle:
I don’t have one
35: President:
I am not educated enough to answer this
34: State visited:
New York
33: Cellphone provider:
Not AT&T
32: Athlete:
None
31: Actor:
My mind is blanking
30: Actress:
^^^
29: Singer:
Brendon Urie maybe
28: Band:
Fall Out Boy
27: Clothing store:
H&M
26: Grocery store:
Whole Foods
25: TV show:
Criminal Minds
24: Movie:
Scream, 13 Going on 30
23: Website:
U have def asked this already
22: Animal:
Cats
21: Theme park:
I have only been to Carrowinds and Busch Gardens
20: Holiday:
Christmas
19: Sport to watch:
None
18: Sport to play:
NONE
17: Magazine:
I haven’t read a magazine in 45 years
16: Book:
I literally just forgot every book I’ve ever read
15: Day of the week:
I don’t have one
14: Beach:
I don’t like the beach
13: Concert attended:
PATD or Monumentour
12: Thing to cook:
Desserts
11: Food:
Sushi
10: Restaurant:
Blue Asia
9: Radio station:
Modern rock 98.7
8: Yankee candle scent:
Idk fam I like incense-y kinda smells
7: Perfume:
I just got a trio of Nest perfumes and I really like those right now
6: Flower:
Roses???
5: Color:
Black
4: Talk show host:
None of them
3: Comedian:
Bo Burnham
2: Dog breed:
Pittbull
1: Did you answer all these truthfully?
Who knows there were so many questions I don’t even remember,
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