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Dirt - Tom Blyth

A/N: Duuuuuuuude, I feel like I'm in an alternate universe. Never would I have thought I'd ever be writing again, years later! Please please please let me know what you guys think since this is my first story back. It'll probably play a part in wether or not I'll write more since I obvs love writing, but a writer isn't a writer without readers.

Enjoy xx

Warnings: fluff.

(Not my gif obvs)

The cool breeze of the opening car door makes you smile. The vehicle moves slightly as someone sits in the driver's seat. After some rustling you hear: "Open up." You do as you're told and open your lips slightly, only to feel the cool metal of a reusable straw. A groan escapes your lips as you taste your favorite cooled beverage. By now, he knew all your favorites by heart, just like he knew your dislike for the standard paper straws they've started using everywhere. You're all for saving the planet, but paper should never be sucked on. You lean your head against the headrest as you turn your head towards the driver's seat, even though your eyes could only see black.

"Does this mean you're gonna be my servant all day?" You hear a chuckle. "Don't get used to it hot stuff. You're only blindfolded until we get there." You puckered your lips, "and where is there exactly?" you try again. For months, he's been keeping you in the dark about what he had planned for your birthday. He hyped it up quite a bit so your curiosity only grew as it led you to this moment, literally in the dark about the whole thing. He just kissed your lips and you knew that was the only answer you were gonna get.

The drive was filled with your favorite music, the occasional chatter and regular hand kisses as he held yours in your lap. Although you couldn't see anything, you weren't bored. It was rare that you got to spend much time together, so even this was a treat. You still found it crazy how he had been able to persuade the producers and director to film around your birthday. Well, persuading isn't exactly the right word. He had a few different gigs lined up, so he could basically tell them: "Give me these days off, or I'm going for the other job."

He was always the assertive one in the relationship. Especially when it came to you. Any free moment he could get, he would make sure to capitalize on it just so he could spend it with you. Ever since you guys met at Julliard, you'd been absolutely smitten with eachother.

Your thoughts were interrupted as the car came to a halt. "Slow down tiger." He said, quickly grabbing your hand moving towards the blindfold. "Tooooooom, please..." you whined, squeezing his hand. "You'll find out soon enough, trust me. Now I'm going to come over to your side to help you get out okay. No peeking."

The dramatic sigh that left your lips made him laugh, loving the advantage he had over you. As you play with a loose thread on your jean overall he opens the door. Grabbing your waist, he lifts you out of the Jeep, squeezing your sides in the process.

"Okay, take off your blindfold on my mark." He exclaims, followed by alot of shuffling, making you aware of multiple people present. "Go for it babe." He says loudly, and you do as he says.

The sight infront of you startles you, not at all what you expected. It feels like you're in some kind of national park. Only stones, sand and dirt in sight. If you exclude the group of people infront of you that is.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Everyone shouts at the same time and you jump back a little in surprise. In front of you are you closest friends, as well as some of Tom's coworkers you'd been lucky enough to get close to. A few Billy The Kid costars were also there, you assumed the others had to keep filming while he had a couple days off.

As you take in the sight, hand over your mouth, still in shock, you notice everyone has a bucket hanging from their wrist. "What the fuck!?!" you shout, happy but confused. Tom walks up to you, takes your hand and walks you closer to the group. He hands you a similar looking bucket, a chisel and a hammer.

"We're going crystal digging." Tom smiles, stretching out his arms proudly as he looks at the scenery. Your heart nearly bursts at the seams as you throw your new equipment to the ground and jump in his arms, clinging onto him like a Koala.

"Tom Blyth, you are the most unrealistically perfect boyfriend ever and I do wonder how I ended up with you." You whisper, looking into his eyes, trying to make him realise how much this means to you.

It's not like you were crystal-obsessed. It's just something you'd been drawn to your entire life. A little quirk one might say. It was a subtle part of your life. One that you had often gotten judged for by previous boyfriends. Tom never spoke negatively about it, it was just a part of who you are and if it made you happy, why would he try to manipulate it out of you like the ones before him. It's not because he himself wasn't that interested in it, that you weren't allowed to be.

"Babe, all I do is listen. It's not rocket science." He smiles as he gives you a little Eskimo kiss. "So humble," you mock swoon as het puts you down. "Oi, don't be jealous if I find the biggest rock okay." He grins while nudging your side. "Not gonna happen. I'm a crystal magnet." You say cockily as you join the group.

After a couple hours, everyone was covered in dust and dirt. Happily you look at your bucket, having found a couple huge, beautiful crystals and a lot of smaller ones. Next to you Tom was also holding his bucket closer to his face to inspect what he found. Your shoulder touches his elbow as you say: "You know what, I might have a couple of them made into some lovely jewelry pieces."

Tom looks at you bewildered. "Like what?" You don't think much of it as you answer. "I don't know. There's some beautiful stones in here for some earrings, necklaces, bracelets... Or maybe I can make some stuff myself you know. Get my creative juices flowing." He sighs softly at your answer. "I love you." At that you raise your eyebrow. Neither you or Tom were shy of expressing your love for eachother, but this was a bit random. "I love you too. I honestly don't think you realise how much this means to me. I never would have guessed this to be the surprise. It's so thoughtful. It truly shows how much you know me through and through." "I'm glad you like it. You're always down to try anything, even if you're not sure about it in the beginning. That's why I feel comfortable trying something new. I'm aware it hasn't been easy now that work's been steady and I've been away from home a lot. And you have no idea how much I appreciate you giving me the freedom to follow my dreams."

He leans down and kisses you passionately. Melting into his touch you stand there for a while looking at the scenery, taking everything in.

*That evening*

"You clean up nicely mr. Blyth." You comment on his attire. He does a little twirl, smirking as he checks you out. "You're not so bad for a little scavenger." You poke his side and sit down in one of the chairs. After you'd said your goodbyes to the rest of the group, Tom had driven you about an hour away from the crystal mine. You knew that wasn't the end of your birthday surprise since he'd told you to also pack some nice evening attire.

Tom had booked an amazing restaurant. The owners went above and beyone to blow your mind, preparing an outdoor table with the best view. After dessert, you both were enjoying some lovely wine and eachother. Catching up after not having seen eachother for a while since you'd only flow in yesterday so you could spend your birthday together.

He absentmindedly played with your fingers as a comfortable silence settled between you two. You felt him rubbing your ring finger and noticed him looking at it. "Looks quite empty doesn't it." He says quite casually. You roll your eyes and jokingly hit his chest. "Don't play that game." You say, smiling widely. You'd talked about marriage before, you both knew you wanted it at some point in your life. Sure some people say it's just a piece of paper, and you couldn't fully disagree, but it also had a deeper meaning to the both of you. The promise of choosing eachother, every day, forever.

He looked into your eyes and shook his head.

"I'm not playing games anymore love."

The way he said it made you shiver. He'd made that joke before, but never with an answer so serious. He leaned back in his chair. "Do you remember, early on in our relationship, that time I forgot my tie for one of the first plays I did at Julliard?" You smile as you think back to that memory. "How could I forget. You were basically a living zombie for 3 weeks leading up to that play."

Tom nodded, back to playing with your fingers.

"I remember I had been so stressed. The character I played was so dull. I struggled so much finding ways to make him more interesting to the audience. And that damn tie. It was so important to me. Silly how something so small could mean so much at the time." "So much that you forgot it at home 3 hours before the play." You humored.

Looking enamoured, he continued.

"And I remember you. You with your make up half done, running towards me in a fucking thunderstorm. And when we met in the middle, you just casually opened your vest, handing over that damn tie."

Laughter exploded from your chest. You were in the middle of getting ready to attend the play when you got the frantic call from Tom. You didn't think twice and started running towards the school, and didn't even realise it was raining until you were running through the streets of New York City, by then it was too late to turn back to dress appropriately for the weather.

The man infront of you smiling, as he relived the same memory.

"That's when I knew."

A questioning look painted your face.

"I knew. Right then and there, that I'd always look for you in the crowd."

Speechless, you squeezed his hand.

He sat up straight in his chair. Taking both of your hands in his.

"I love you. I love the way you still can't use our airfryer, 2 years after we got it. I love your random obsession with knitting and making me wear your handmade sweaters to work. I love home, but only when you're there. I love that you let me be who I truly am and I love that you are fearlessly yourself."

He stood up and kneeled down infront of you, taking out a red, velvet box.

"Please allow me, to fulfill one more dream of mine."

As he opens the box he speaks with shaking voice and tears in his eyes.

"Will you marry me?"

#tom blyth #tom blyth fluff #tom blyth x reader #fluff #billy the kid #coriolanus snow

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malecftw · 3 months

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Ya girl may or may not have been pulled out of her multi year writers block by a certain man named Tom Blyth. 👀 stay tuned xx

#Tom Blyth imagine #Tom Blyth #Billy the kid #fluff #angst #coriolanus snow #coriolanus x reader #tom blyth x reader

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malecftw · 2 years

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This didn’t age well

I swear if the Duffers take another 2 years to make an 8 episode season 4 I’m gonna sit anxiously in a corner completely at their mercy

#stranger things #stranger things season 3 #stranger things season 4

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malecftw · 3 years

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The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy

I tried to scroll past this. I really did

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malecftw · 3 years

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omg could i request a lil bit of fluff with out boy tom. like she visits london for the first time with him and like they go for a walk with tessa and have a little picnic and just pure shit :)

Word count: 1.198

Warnings: Just pure fluff, did not proofread

Masterlist.

You yawn as you pull out your earphones, stretching in your seat while the plane taxis its way to the gate. You look out the slightly fogged up airplane window to see the sun shining brightly outside and you start thinking about seeing your boyfriend again after a couple of months apart.

You turn your phone on and immediately a bunch of messages make their way onto your screen. Some from your parents, some from your socials and a couple from Tom. This is the first time you’re visiting London and you couldn’t be more excited. You look up from the screen to see the line of people exiting the plane moving.

Finally, you make it to baggage pick up and wait for your classic Louis Vuitton luggage Tom got you in LA. Of course, you were hesitant to accept the gift, but he insisted, saying there was a no-return policy so it’d be a shame if you just left it in your closet to collect dust. Around you, people are rushing around with their baggage carts like their life depended on it. For some reason airports always make people lose their marbles a little.

You strut down customs, anticipation building up in your stomach. It’s been a couple of months since you’ve seen him face to face and you couldn’t wait to hold him in your arms again. The dark grey walls show a strong contrast with the bright LED lighting yet you don’t pay that much attention to your surroundings. The only thing you have eyes for right now are the signs that guide you to the arrivals hall.

It doesn’t take long for you to walk into the main hall. Since London’s a major capital you’re drowning in a sea of people which makes it hard for you to know where to go, since everyone is running to their loved ones.You look around disoriented when you hear a sharp whistle and turn your head to the source of the noise. And yes, there he is.

Your heart does a little leap when you spot him and walk towards him immediately. After some dodging of suitcases and almost being hit by a couple of backpacks you’re enveloped in the warm comfort of your boyfriends’ arms.You breathe in his scent as you hug him tightly. Fresh Pinewood and something else you can’t pinpoint makes its way into your nose as you nuzzle your head into his neck.

“I’ve missed you so much.” He whispers into your ear as he squeezes you tighter. You pull away and kiss him lovingly. “I’ve missed you too baby.”He nods and smiles contently, looking down briefly to take your luggage, fingers touching briefly.It ignites sparks that start from your fingertips, moving all the way to your heart in a matter of seconds and you squeal as you can’t contain your excitement.He looks down at you and laughs as he turns around and throws his free arm around your neck, pulling you closer as he kisses your temple.

It doesn’t take long before you get to breathe in the crisp summer air, since Tom knows the airport like the back of his hand.“They came?” You say, smiling from ear to ear as you see the twins leaning mindlessly against the car, deep in conversation with one another as they were waiting for you and Tom.

“Of course they carme darling, they love you.” He says as he nudges you forward so you can get a head start on greeting them.Harry shifts his gaze from his brother, who has his back towards you, to you and grins. “Well shit, looks who’s made it just in time for a brand photoshoot I need to finish,” he laughs as he opens his arms and walks towards you. “Oh Harry don’t you dare!” You say fully aware he knows how much you hate your picture being taken.

Chuckling he throws his arms around you, wobbling you around as you hug. “Just kidding shorty, welcome home.” As you disconnect you slap his arm playfully.“I’m not that short!” Sam takes that as his queue to step in. “Yes y/n, you most certainly are that short.” He exclaims grinning as he gives you a hug as well. You look towards Tom to back you up but just puts his hands up. “Team Switzerland.”

You roll your eyes and kiss his cheek when he says: “I will admit that your height is very cute. That’s all I’ll say about that.” You sigh, feigning defeat. “I just can’t win can I.” The three brothers laugh as they load up your stuff. Well, Tom loads up your stuff while the twins are too occupied by talking to their brother’s girlfriend as they haven’t seen you in ages.

After having taken a shower and settling in a bit, you and Tom decide to take Tessa out for a stroll so you can catch up. The heat is very slowly decreasing as it’s late in the afternoon so you feel happy with your choice of wearing a summer dress paired with sneakers and a light jean jacket.

As you both fancy some ice cream, you decide to both get an ice cream cone and claim a nice spot near the water in Hyde Park. Not really caring about the grass stains you lay yourself down, squinting as you’re looking up at Tom, waiting for him to do the same.When he pauzes, you tilt your head questioningly and he sighs in response. “I just don’t tell you enough how beautiful your are. Like, look at you.” He shakes his head as he takes out his phone and you figure out his plan.

“No Thomas, I barely have any make up on.” You say as you cover your face with your hands. He crouches down, looking at you mischievously until you drop your hands questioningly.“What?” You ask when not even three seconds later he starts to tickle you into tomorrow. You yell out as you can’t contain your laughter and he takes the opportunity to take some sneaky pics before putting his phone away again.

You grabs his neck and pull him into you, forcing him to stop tickling you as he needs both hands to break the fall.Both of you catch your breath as he lays comfortably on top of you, still recovering from laughing so hard.That is until you feel a wetness on your right hand and remember your ice cream, now reduced to a soft mass of semi frozen milk and you groan as you look at it.

Tom nudges your side. “Hey, be grateful you still have one. I lost mine in the tickle fight,” He smiles as he looks next to you on the ground. And sure enough, there were the remains of what once was Tom’s ice cream.“Don’t worry, I like you enough to share mine. And I don’t ever share my ice cream so feel special,” You teasingly say as you hold the cone in front of both of your faces.

He licks it quickly before placing as sweet kiss on your lips.

“God I love you.”

#tom holland imagine #tom holland imagines #tom x reader #tom holland fluff #tom holland x reader #tom holland blurb

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malecftw · 3 years

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Just added these fandoms to my writing list:

- Fate: The Winx Saga to - Medici - Daniel Sharman - Jacob Dudman - Shadow and Bones - Ben Barnes

So requests for these fandoms are open as of now :)

#winx imagine #medici imagine #daniel sharman imagine #jacob dudman imagine #shadow and bones imagine #ben barnes imagine

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malecftw · 3 years

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I don’t know how but I managed to finish a Tom fluff so I’ll schedule that for like 2 hrs from now.

Thanks to the anon who made me think about writing again. I forgot how much I can actually enjoy it :’)

#tom holland imagine #tom holland fluff #tom x reader #tom holland x reader

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malecftw · 3 years

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And once again, I need more 🥺🥺🥺

Lights, Camera, Action

Part sixteen

(Part fifteen)

Masterlist

Summary: You’re a production assistant on the set of Cursed. The night before your first day at work, you opened your laptop to shockingly realise you’d be working with Daniel Sharman (and a plethora of other amazing actors), someone you’d been watching on screen since you were a teenager. You kept your expectations low, the PAs rarely got to interact with the talent…what was your chance?

Word count: 4.1k

Tag list: @5am-cigarette @lancelotapricot @demoiselle-en-detresse00 @slytherlight @ceruleanmusings @glxctt @cavillxhenry @lovelyapplessss @hereagainsstuff @linkpk88 @aliceperdida @adventuring-lady @magicalsaladnacho @ineedyourskulls @fandomarstrash @cheythefangirl @pure-ghost @estrielle @tessxblxckthorn @bubblyanis @proudhufflepuff77 @dollfacev8 @everlastingdreams @thehatredofshiprrick @reddish-kpop @mdawgs01 @cam-blog98 @laheysdork @beananacake @hanakin-im-panakin @gurkiloni @fandom-victim @ayayai @thesneakylittleminx @drunkinthemiddleoftheday @abm111815 @thiswitchyweirdo @yunsh-17 @hazel-light @amaroho @malecftw @blessednereid @louisahale @kookqueenash

Warnings: age gap between reader and Daniel, swearing, slow burn

Notes: I hope you guys enjoy this chap! It’s also all over the fucking place but ti was still fun to write lmaooo. Thank you so so so so much again for all the likes/comments/messages. They honestly mean the world <3

September 29th, Sunday

10:47 am

It had been more than a week since you had properly met Grace. You’d gotten quite used to her thankfully. It hurt, but it was more like a dull throb most of the time, instead of dramatic pangs of pain every time you saw him being affectionate with her. You had met Daniel a couple of times in the past few days though.

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malecftw · 3 years

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are you ever gonna do a part 2 to these stories. I was just wondering cause they were so good that i just thought you would do a part 2. If your not gonna do a part 2 it's completely fine. Have a good day drink lots of water and be safe plz.

-Stranger things:

Accidentally getting hurt when Steve and Billy fight

Hiking’s fun and all that - S. H. & B.H

You get hurt trying to protect the kids - S.H

Hi!

I really appreciate you reaching out. Questions/comments like these kinda make me wanna go back to writing so I might actually give it a shot when I find some time.

It feels really nice (read: incredible) that people still get enjoyment out of my stories even after all this time.

I didn’t really expect this and it pretty much made my day. It’ll be in the back of my mind for a while so I’ll def try and make an effort to get some part 2s out :)

Thanks again! Very much appreciated🥺

#how are you so nice?#ask

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malecftw · 3 years

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Bruh I need moreeeee :’)

Lights, Camera, Action

Part fourteen

(Part thirteen)

Masterlist

Word count: 3.2k

Tag list: @5am-cigarette @lancelotapricot @demoiselle-en-detresse00 @slytherlight @ceruleanmusings @glxctt @cavillxhenry @lovelyapplessss @hereagainsstuff @linkpk88 @aliceperdida @weeping-redemption @magicalsaladnacho @ineedyourskulls @fandomarstrash @cheythefangirl @pure-ghost @estrielle @tessxblxckthorn @bubblyanis @proudhufflepuff77@dollfacev8 @everlastingdreams @thehatredofshiprrick @reddish-kpop @mdawgs01 @cam-blog98 @laheysdork @beananacake @hanakin-im-panakin @gurkiloni @gems–doyle @fandom-victim @ayayai @thesneakylittleminx @drunkinthemiddleoftheday @abm111815 @thiswitchyweirdo @yunsh-17 @hazel-light @amaroho @malecftw @blessednereid

Warnings: age gap between reader and Daniel, swearing, slow burn

Notes: This chapter is SO all over the place omg, so I’m very sorry if you feel like some of the parts are useless/boring HAHA. I wanted to make it longer but decided that I should just stop and not force myself to write extra scenes hehe. Also, there’s a huge time jump so, very sorry for that again, I was contemplating whether to take it slow or just jump to where I wanted to, and decided on the latter. I hope you enjoy anyways, and thank you so so so much for reading and commenting!!

May 12th, Sunday

2:11 pm

“Do you think this is okay for a football game?” you asked Jasmine, showing her your outfit. You had found a cropped adidas hoodie plus a pair of jeans. You wished you had Arsenal merch to wear but this was the “sportiest” outfit you could throw together.

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malecftw · 4 years

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Fluffy fluff stuff with Timmy

A/N: I’m just really soft for Timmy right now. Hope everyone is okay in this weird time. Please take care of yourselves and make sure you and your loved ones are safe. We got this. I hope this can take you out of these stressful times for a while. x

Word count: 566, short but sweet.

Warnings: none just pure fluff (not proofread because it me)

You can find my masterlist here X

His soft snores made their way into your right ear. His chin, resting on the side of your neck as he spooned you was a constant reminder of your proximity.

An arm slung lazily of your side, his hand flat against the skin of your tummy underneath your top. He always wanted to be touching your skin one way or the other. Wether it was holding your hand, playfully messing up your hair or a casual arm on your thigh when you chilled on the couch.

He found clothes to be an unnecessary boundary between the two of you, separating you from the skin to skin contact he so enjoyed. It was a kind of intimacy you’d never experienced in another human being before. The feeling of truly being two souls, with two bodies, yet connecting and functioning as a whole.

A lot of that was due to him. You were laid back, whatever happens happens. He was intent on being as close as you possibly could. Nipping each argument in the bud, investing alot of time in the health of your relationship. Not that you didn’t, he just needed to do all of that. Purely for his own mental health. He loved you more than life itself. The health of your relationship was just something he needed to care for. He yearned for it. You did as well, but he most certainly took on the role of caretaker in the relationship and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“This is bliss.” He moaned softly. He cuddled you closer as he awoke from his peaceful slumber. You turned your body slowly, now facing the man you loved. His eyes were still closed and you took the opportunity to drink him in. Take in all of his features. The slight display of freckles, cause by the summer sun as it was the beginning of june. His unruly hair, making his boyish features stand out even more.

He seemed peaceful, happy, like no hurt or heartbreak had ever touched him. Untainted like a young child, still having to learn about the harsh ways of life. Worrisome thoughts nowhere to be found, only a feeling of safety and comfort present within him.

As you started playing with some curls, you spoke. “I was thinking, when we have kids, I want them to grow up here. I know it’s a small place for kids, but this is where everything happened. Where we met, where we fell in love. This place is too important. I want them to be rooted here.” You chewed the inside of your cheek as you got a little lost in the prospect of raising your children. But were quickly interrupted.

Timmy’s eyes opened slowly, a joyful grin painting his features. “You know I love you right.” “Right back at ya mr Chalamet,” you smiled, letting the random curl fall on his forehead as you cupped his cheek. “Love the sound of that mrs. Chalamet.” You’d both talked about marriage. It was no secret it was coming one day, which is why he loved giving you his name. It was continuous confirmation of the bond you had, even if it wasn’t official yet.

He pecked your lips, you could his thoughts shifting in his mind as he was now completely awake. “Pancakes?” He laughed and nuzzled his nose into yours.

“It’s like you read my mind.”

#Timothee Chalamet #timothee blurb #timothee chalamet imagine #timothee chalamet x reader

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