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True isolation is when everyone else is talking about their vibrant teenage experience and you’re like. I was just trying to survive
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this actually is rewiring my brain as we speak
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phfenomena · 3 months
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invisible string with tom? 🤭🤭
so you’re actually like the smartest person to ever exist and i’m so jealous of your massive and large brain. i’m writing it :3
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phfenomena · 3 months
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❝call it what you want.❞ || jack champion x reader
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request- Jack champion x Reader where jack comes home for a bit and the goes on a road trip w his friends and y/n and jack and reader are best friends but ended up confessing there love on the trip 🙏
a/n: this is cute i actually really like this one please don’t flop
WARNINGS- driving, ocean, and the dark! let me know if i missed any <3
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SHE ANXIOUSLY TAPPED her fingers on the steering wheel after finding the correct gate. she felt as if she was going to throw up, after only seeing his face on screens for years, she’d almost forgotten what he actually looked like. what he felt like. she was pulled out of her thoughts from the sound of the passenger door opening and she was met with jacks beaming smile.
“oh my god, you’re like actually here.” she says while opening her own door and trying to dodge the passing cars. she helped him put his luggage in the back of her car and turned to look at him. she grabbed the sides of his face in her hands and smiled so hard she felt as if her cheeks might fall off. “yeah, i’m like actually here.” he whispered and pulled her into a tight hug.
“they’re totally gonna freak when they see you, jack! we also decorated my house and might’ve thrown a welcome home party.” she whispered the last bit as she trailed off and unlocked the door. as the pair of teenagers walked through the hallway and flipped on the lights, all of their friends jumped out from behind furniture and screamed unintelligible words at the boy.
the music was quiet as it mixed with the soft conversations floating through the air, mostly friends asking jack about acting and how cool california is. he’d nod along politely but he wasn’t really listening, not when she was sitting across of him showing a friend something on her phone. she’d changed a lot, but he knew it was only physically. she just looked so much prettier in real life than through his phone screen.
“i vote we watch scream six!” “no, that’s so awkward! jack, what do you want to watch? you’re the guest here.” she whispered as she set her hand on his knee and looked at him with those oh-so-soft eyes he’d grown to miss. “uh, fuck, i have no clue, can we just scroll through until we find something?”
the group had somehow settled on watching the most terrifying movie jack had ever laid his eyes on, the conjuring, she laughed softly and teased the boy every time he covered his eyes or shoved his head into her shoulder. she seemed to be the only person not on the brink of tears. “how are you not scared? this is the scariest fucking thing i’ve ever seen in my life!” their friend asked, cutting through the silence of the room. “i don’t believe in ghosts, man. it’s cool cgi and stuff but it just doesn’t scare me.”
“i know what’ll scare you.” the movie had been paused and the group gathered on the floor. flashlights for each person laid on the ground. “we’re gonna play bodies bodies bodies, and i’m going to make it my mission to scare the shit out of you.”
the names of the killers had been pulled and the countdown had begun. she wandered throughout her dark house and grew uneasy at the feeling of being watched. she heard a creak in the floorboard behind her and whipped around with her flashlight, breathing heavily. “whoever that was, fuck you.” she whispered into the seemingly empty darkness. “i’m sure you’d like to.” a voice whispered behind her and she dropped her flashlight. she turned around and started hitting against jacks chest. “not funny, you asshole!” he laughed off the assault he was receiving and wrapped his arms around her to stop her from moving. “what do you say, we go hide in a closet and wait for a body to be found?” she narrowed her eyes at him and backed up, picking up her flashlight. “why are you trying to get me alone? so you can kill me and leave me all alone in the dark?”
she saw his perfectly white teeth as he leaned closer to her. “i wouldn’t leave you alone, i’d wait with your dead body.” she rolled her eyes and pushed him away. her mouth had opened to hurl insults before she heard the group downstairs yelling.
her childhood friend, jessica, lay motionless on the floor trying to stifle her laughter. “i haven’t seen jack the entire time, i ran into basically everyone but jack and you.” their friend pointed his finger at them, accusingly. “she was with me, i didn’t see her kill anyone.” jack replied in an almost over-confident tone.
the lights had been turned back off and she quickly beelined back up the stairs to hide in a bathroom. she could hear her own heartbeat screaming in her ears as she sat quietly. the door opened and she shuffled further into the tub and covered her mouth. the moonlight only allowing her to see a silhouette standing in front of the shower curtain, and they tilted their head to the right and slowly pulled the curtain back.
her eyes widened as she was met with jacks beaming smile and she relaxed before he squatted down and whispered “gotcha.”. he poked her knee and she was filled with shock and a minuscule amount of amusement. “are you kidding me, jack? you waited this long to kill me?” “you’re dead, you’re not supposed to be talking.”
the cars were filled with quiet and tired teenagers, most of them already back asleep. the only ones awake in the first van was the driver, jack, and her. she’d been staring out the window with her headphones on, watching the trees and streets she’d known for her whole life, pass by. jack had also been reminiscing, but about her. his eyes raked over every inch of her body as he thought about the years he’d missed, and how she’d grown and changed without him.
she turned her head and he quickly looked out his own window, failing miserably at not looking suspicious. he felt a light prod at his shoulder and turned to face her, she looked so gentle under her copious amounts of blankets and snacks littered on the car floor. “what’re you thinking about? you look serious, it’s weird.” his eyes gravitated to his shoes as he muttered out “just how much i’ve missed.” she furrowed her eyebrows and shot him a hopeful smile. “this whole trip is us making up for lost time, plus you were literally living out your dream. don’t feel bad about that.”
the van had parked at the rest stop and the original driver, jessica, announced she was tired of driving and wanted to switch. she lifted her head from jacks shoulder and adjusted to the light, “i can drive, jess.” and she found herself in the drivers seat trying to connect her phone to the bluetooth. she hadn’t even seen jack exit the vehicle until he was sitting comfortably in the passenger seat. she stopped her attempts at her phone and looked up at him. “jus’ thought you could use some company up here.”
the faint words of taylor swift were floating through the car but jacks loud voice was drowning her beautiful lyrics out. “the blood actually tasted really bad, i didn’t like filming those scenes.” she threw her head back laughing and the sun caught her perfectly. “you’re so pretty when you laugh” it was like his brain turned into mush and he forgot how to shut his mouth. “only when i laugh? that’s so mean.” she smiles while keeping her eyes on the road. “no! i mean like, um, you get what i mean, right?”
the vans headlights illuminated the beach house and the once sleepy and moody teenagers were suddenly happier than the elderly at bingo. as the rooms were being called and fought over, she silently slipped into the furthest room of the hallway and jack followed. “can i room with you? brent kicks when he sleeps.” he whispered and she smiled “yeah so do i, i actually do full martial arts routines when i’m sleeping. but you can totally room with me!” she jokes while she sets her bags on the floor and collapsing onto the bed, he always followed her. throughout whatever she did.
he shifted uncomfortably and as quietly as possible to avoid waking her. he honestly feels like he would’ve gotten more sleep rooming with brent, at-least brent isn’t a pretty girl he’s had a crush on for years. the moonlight barley illuminates the room, just enough to see out onto the beach.
the waves crashed so beautifully and naturally across the rocks as he sat on the shore just staring. thinking about how comfortable he was, how hungry he was, and her. always her. and as if god was listening to his prayers, she took a seat next to him. she clutched her cardigan tightly across her chest as they sat in silence.
“it’s weird having you back, you know? i got so used to being without you for years and suddenly you’re right next to me again, like nothing happened. you’re taller now.” she whispers out, it could almost be mistaken for wind cascading over the waves. “you grew too, just in ways you haven’t noticed. like, you don’t cover your mouth when you laugh anymore.” she nods softly and hums. “did you miss me at all?” he barley heard it. “a lot. especially when i had a bad day and you weren’t there to cook me dinner and let me talk about it.”
“i missed you too. nothing was ever the same after you left, and no one ever wanted to try my new recipes like you did.” he looks over at her after fighting the urge the entire time. “when i leave, would you go with me?” the air around them was so warm and inviting, they could’ve fallen asleep there. she nods and opens her mouth to but quickly shuts it while thinking. “can i tell you something?” he mutters a soft agreement and turns fully towards her. “but you have to promise it won’t make things weird between us.” he holds his pinky out and smiles. “i promise.”
“i’ve had like the biggest crush on you since we met.” their eyes bored into each others and she began to regret her confession. “i know. i have too, i’m really obsessed with you to a worrying extent.” her laugh cut through the silence and her head settled on his shoulder.
he felt as if they were the only people in the world, and in some ways they were.
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phfenomena · 3 months
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Hi! I read one of your tom fics and LOVED it but whenever I click on another one on your masterlist, nothing loads?
omg no i’ll have to fix that thank you for telling me 😭😭 i’m currently traveling and going through it but i will get the masterlist fixed trust 🙏
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Jack champion x Reader where jack comes home for a bit and the goes on a road trip w his friends and y/n and jack and reader are best friends but ended up confessing there love on the trip 🙏
OMGGG IM ON IT!!!! IM WORKING HARD…JUST YOU WAIT
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phfenomena · 3 months
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.·:*¨༺ MASTERLIST ༻¨*:·.
tom blyth -
you’re my bestfriend.
in that lavender haze.
watching the world from the sidelines.
‘cause we were somewhere else.
i think there’s been a glitch.
dancing in the refrigerator light.
you are the only exception.
state of grace.
coriolanus snow-
his girl.
i hope i was your favorite crime.
william h. bonney-
sleeping alone.
soon you’ll get better.
you’re my only hope of getting into heaven, angel.
cowboy like me.
playing a dangerous game.
luke hemmings-
in a world of boys, he’s a gentleman.
jack champion-
i’ve been in love with her for ages.
call it what you want.
percy jackson-
nothing yet!
request if you don’t see your fav on here! requests are always open!
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EILEEN (2023) dir. William Oldroyd
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phfenomena · 3 months
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ethel cain “am i making you feel sick (x7)” forever and ever
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phfenomena · 3 months
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And it would have worked.
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phfenomena · 4 months
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❝i’ve been in love with her for ages.❞ || jack champion x f!reader
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requested - nope! self indulgent!
a/n - he’s so cute :3 him and the 1975 is just *chefs kiss* i also got very carried away sorry!!
warnings - drinking, marijuana consumption, romcom ass storyline, jacks lowkey an idiot but it’s okay she’s also an idiot, swearing, mentions of egging homes, also mentions of blowing a car up, let me know if i missed any!!
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THE HOUSE was lively and loud with chatter, music, and the stomps of the party guests walking upstairs. her hands were filled a large red solo cup full of foul smelling liquor and a joint in her opposite hand. she took a swig of her drink and grimaced as it was going down, burning. she passed the blunt to her left and stood up.
jack was standing off in the opposite corner of the living room with his hometown friends, answering the never-ending questions about acting and how much money he makes. his reply trailed off and his eyes caught her. the only one who didn’t welcome him home last week, and the reason he’s been moping around.
their eyes locked as she was walking towards the hallway, towards him. his heart beat picks up and he takes a drink to feel more confident. she walks right by him, maintaining the staring contest until she was out of sight. he embarrassingly looked down at his shoes and pretended that he was fascinated with the view of his dirty converse.
she closed the bathroom door and leaned her back against it, slamming her head back. her veins feel as if they’re pumping molten lava into her heart, everything burns, including her cheeks. she gazes at her flustered and flushed reflection, wondering why she couldn’t just talk to him without feeling as if she’ll randomly combust.
unbeknownst to them, but they had the same night routine. stare at their bedroom ceiling and think of each other, waves of regret and sadness flowing through them. connecting them by an invisible string. jack wishes it could go back to how it was before he left to pursue acting, how it was when they were kids, how it was when you talked to him. well, why couldn’t it be? he quickly pulled a hoodie on and slipped out of the back door, heading for the house next to his and picking up the small pieces of gravel in the garden.
she swears she hallucinated it, the sound of the rocks battering against her window. hallucinated pulling her curtain back and her worst fears becoming a reality. her bedroom lamp is on, he can see her when she looks down at him. he stares up and mouths the word ‘lake’. she should’ve shook her head no, she should’ve closed the curtain and went to bed, but she nodded and got dressed.
the night air felt fresh against their skin as they walked the short trail throughout the trees behind their houses to the lake, their lake. they haven’t been since he left, and she still hasn’t spoken a word to him. their steps synchronized and he kept glancing up at her, only for a fleeting second.
as the pair of the teenagers sat on the dock, all they could hear was the crickets song and the melody of wind against tree branches. “why won’t you talk to me?” it almost sounds like a whisper, like it should blend in with the wind. she lifted her head up and starting fiddling with her nails. “i don’t want to welcome you back into my life just for you to leave again, jack. it sounds stupid, but you left. and you stopped texting and calling.” he had a solemn expression and his eyebrows were furrowed. “i’m sorry, i was really busy and i didn’t have any time. i didn’t mean to ignore you.” she nods softly and scoffs.
the sun had rose long ago and was now in its zenith, she was still in bed. she wasn’t sleeping or trying to, she just hadn’t gotten up all day. if she looked out her window she’d see jack and his family in their backyard, circled around the grill and laughing. she hates his perfect laugh, his perfect face, but most of all she hates his voice. the way it carried throughout the air and everyone recognized it. but she’s grown to despise it throughout his absence.
‘please just come with us. idk if jack will even be there.’ she stared at the text for what felt like hours. she decided her anger towards him couldn’t ruin her last summer before she went to college, she could have fun and still hate him.
the beach was already littered with cans of varying liquids and the bonfires were at their peak. she was waiting in the parking lot for her friends to meet her there but they insisted she came down to them. she was scanning the sea of bodies, trying to find a familiar face. the second she’d approached the group a drink was shoved into her hand and the music was turned up, which was already deafening.
he sat on the shore with a few friends, drinking. away from the crowd so he could breathe. then he heard her laugh. the sound he’d grown to miss so ardently, but it wasn’t even directed towards him. his mind starts racing at the thought of a random guy making her laugh that loud. she was probably drunk and stumbling on the sand. he stood up, ignoring how light headed he was, and walked towards the sound of her.
she leaned into the boys embrace, his name was ‘tanner’ or ‘tyler, she couldn’t remember. tanner-tyler almost felt like jack if she focused on it enough, but her mind was already fuzzy. her head was thrown back laughing at another funny story from their younger years. the closed her eyes and listened to the group, feeling very tired and not wanting to engage in the party anymore.
his eyes laid on the unholy sight of her with a guy who wasn’t him. his hand all over her, a smile plastered across her face. he approaches the group and accepts all hugs and greetings thrown his way, but his eyes didn’t leave the girl sitting on the sand. he took a seat in a break of the circle of teens, right across from the scene that would possibly haunt his dreams tonight, and forever.
her eyes opened after hearing his name and hearing his voice piping into the stories and adding small details the rest forgot about. her half-lid gaze was flickering between the hands on her waist and thigh and the beautiful boy across from her. she felt as if she’d might throw up, no, she actually had to throw up. she stood up quickly, throwing the hands off of her and mumbled out ‘feel sick’ and beelined for the bushes by the parking lot. jack watched the scene unfold and began following her, calling her name and asking her to slow down.
she dropped to her knees and starting coughing into the sand, he approached quickly and pulled her hair behind her head and starting rubbing small circles in the middle of her back. she couldn’t even be mad at him, not when he was being so gentle while she was throwing up her guts.
she rolled over and sat down on the sand, wiping her mouth. he was squatted in front of her, waiting for something to happen, anything to happen. “thank you.” she managed to croak out through her hoarse throat. he nodded and hummed. “can i take you home? i think you need to go to bed, drank too much.” she nodded and tried standing herself, ultimately depending on jack pulling her up and walking her to his car. gently placing her in the front seat and buckling her seat belt. “i’ll be right back, i just need to tell them i’m taking you home.”
the surprised and confused expressions amongst the group as jack explained where they’re going. the boy who was wrapped around her like an invasive species of vine piped in. “why don’t i take her home? she was all over me, i could’ve gotten real lucky.” his friends pipe in telling him to shut up and hurling insults towards him. “she doesn’t wanna go home with you. trust me.” a small smile on his lips as he walks back to his car.
as he started the car and handed his phone to her to pick a song, her knees were pulled up to her chest and she was staring out of the windshield. “m’ sorry for making you leave. i can take myself home.” he laughs and it surprises her, her eyes moving to him. “absolutely not, you’re too drunk to even know if the light is green.” she smiled in his direction. watching him as he puts an arm behind her seat while reversing out of his parking spot. she hadn’t looked at him much lately, just throughout instagram posts and whatever tiktok edit decided to show up on her home page.
the car ride was filled with music and a tension that felt as if it was absorbing all the oxygen in the vehicle. the car came to a small stop in between of their houses. they just stared at each other. “i know we just got here but i’m really hungry.” she says with a small smile and he laughed, but she didn’t seem to hate it.
the drive through at the taco bell was wrapped around the restaurant. “are we willing to wait half an hour for tacos?” she nodded and went into detail about what she’d do for a taco. they were laughing, together. he remembered the first day he got his drivers liscense and they went out for taco bell, and ate at the top of the hill that overlooks the city. he almost didn’t hear the crackling of the work out speaker through his daydream of memories.
“i can’t believe you remember my order, that’s so funny” it’s sweet, but she couldn’t say that. he laughed as he began turning into the road for the hill. he prayed she wouldn’t notice until they got there, but the way she got quiet and stared at him, she knew. she had focused her gaze on the passing trees and houses. as he turned off the car and pushed his seat back to begin eating, she looked at the city lights. “i haven’t been back here since you…” she trailed off, not wanting to finish the sentence that hurts her own feelings.
“i really missed you, it’s so hard looking at our hometown and going by our spots but i’m not with you. the guys had to pull me out of bed tonight so i’d go to the bonfire. i really am sorry for being an absolute asshole and not talking to you.” his voice was shaky but his eyes were gentle and almost looked inviting. “the reason i was so mad that you were leaving is because i had the biggest crush on you since middle school, and we had this great summer and then you just left. i mean, i’m glad you’re back, don’t get me wrong. it was just really hard.” it was the residual alcohol talking now, no filter on her thoughts that reel against her own borders.
“…do you still?” his expression almost looked like he was begging. “do i still, what?” “have the biggest schoolgirl crush on me?” she fought her laugh at his wording but went silent. “i’m sorry, was that the wrong thing to say? i was just joking-” “can you shut up for one second and let me think about what to say?” he went silent and slightly widened his eyes at her outburst. “sorry, that was kinda mean.”
they sat in the suffocating silence for a few more seconds before she opened her mouth to speak. “even if i say yes, at the end of the day you’re still leaving. i’m starting college in new york and you’ll go back to california. but…” she bit her cheek, debating if she should keep talking. “but i do. that’s why i was avoiding you, i thought it would go away after you left but it didn’t.” she turns her head to him and he looks confused at her drawn out answer. she laughed and puts her hand on top of his. “i still have a super schoolgirl crush on you.” he smiled, she leaned closer in and he had to roll himself to pull back. “maybe we should do this another time, when you’re not drunk.”
“dude, i don’t know how i keep fucking up with her! it’s like everything i do is wrong and now she’s pissed at me again right when i just got to her to talk to me.” jack laid on his bedroom floor with his friend sitting on his bed, above him. “she tried to kiss you and you said no, man. you rejected her! she’s obviously gonna be pissed at you.” “she was drunk, she wouldn’t have even remembered it and i’d be the idiot all over again.”
“yeah! i was like ‘i still like you’ and he looked at me with those stupid eyes and when i tried to kiss him he literally said no. who the hell asks if you like them and then rejects you?” she paced the length of her bedroom with her best-friends sitting on her bed watching her vent. “i was so fucking nice to him when he didn’t deserve it and he does this to me. we should egg his house and blow up his car.” her two friends look at each other and begin to try calming her down.
their bedrooms faced each other, but she’d closed her curtains. her friend had opened them while trying to explain how badly she wanted to not egg his house and blow up his car. he was sitting on his bed with his friend, seemingly talking about something important as he was motioning with his hands a lot. the two boys looked towards the movement they saw and they both freeze.
“okay, fine. but i swear to god if one of the boys invited jack, i am going to dump a milkshake on his head and beat his ass.” she’d been convinced to go out for dinner with their friends.
the young group was laughing and eating their meals, the diner was fairly busy so she wasn’t focused on the people moving around her. until she saw him, and he sat in the empty chair next to her. she pressed her lips together and looked at her best-friends with the fury of one thousand hells. they smiled sheepishly and pretended to be very interested in the story being told. he muttered a small ‘hi’ and she ignored him. until he pushed his chair closer to hers and his thigh was touching hers.
he called after her in the parking lot, she tried to ignore it and get into her car before he could catch up but he grabbed her arm, instantly letting go when he got her attention. “please, just hear me out.” his voice was low and fought the urge to hit him. she sighed and turned to face him. “you have one minute before i walk away.” he scrambled for his words and stuttered out a “you were drunk and i didn’t want to kiss you, well, no! i did want to kiss you but when you were sober and i didn’t even think you’d remember enough to even remember but clearly you did so, um, i’m really sorry. every time i get close to you i just go fuck it up.” her eyes widened at his rushed words and panicked behavior.
“did you drive here?” was all she said. he shook his head no “no, i rode with chad.” she motioned towards her car and started opening her door. looking back at him standing there. “get in the goddamn car!” he quickly ran to the passenger door and climbed in.
“so, does this mean you forgive me?” “it means you’re on parole and if you fuck up again i’m gonna egg your house and blow up your car.” he nods and smiles at her as they pulled up in front of their houses. “i’ve been in love with you for ages, and i can’t seem to get it right. let me take you out tomorrow, and if you didn’t like it, you never have to see me again.” she smiled and turned in her seat. “i could never not want to see you, jack.”
he turned towards her and looked down to avert her gaze. “it’s kind of my turn to confess and spill my guts, but i think i already have.” he lifts his head up and slightly leans in, testing the waters. he’s almost expecting a punch to the face, but instead his lips are met with hers. he feels as if god himself had bestowed a piece of heaven right in front of him, and he wondered what he did to deserve something this good.
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phfenomena · 4 months
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hi!! thank you so much for 200 followers, it really means a lot to me that you guys like my writing! i have some drafts but i’m always open for requests!
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❝watching the world from the sidelines.❞ || tom blyth x actress!reader
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| request - what about sidelines by phoebe bridgers with tom? i feel like that could be really cute. thank you!
| A/N - i love phoebe so much i can't believe i didn't think of this.
| WARNINGS - eating, heat, tom being a cutie patootie, a m*n serenading you, cringey fluff and an overuse of lyrics,
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i'm not afraid of anything at all. not dying in a fire, not being broke again.
your head was lying comfortably on the pillow that you call your boyfriend. he was currently reading 'call me by your name' to you and you hung up to every syllable that slipped past his lips. his eyes transfixed on the page while yours were wandering across his face, memorizing every feature you loved so dearly.
"why are you looking at me like that?" his voice didn't even register as his until you saw him look down at you. "like what?" you retort back to him, playing the innocent role. "like you're obsessed with me or something." he teasingly says as he smiles at you. you turn your head away from his and towards the trees and people walking in the park. "i can't even look at you right now, i'm ignoring you." you reply holding your hand up in the air blocking his view of you.
he chuckles and pushes your hand down. "you're so dramatic" he whispers while passing his hand over your hair, smoothing it out. you smile softly and soak in the moment.
had nothing to prove til' you came into my life. gave me something to lose.
"can you believe rachel chose us to dogsit lenny? i feel so honored." tom says as the dog tugs on the leash, clearly giving tom some trouble. you stifle your laugh at the dog pulling him across the sidewalk.
your sat on your sofa with lenny tucked gently in your arms as you both watch the movie you put on. well you're watching the movie, he's staring at tom on the other side of the sofa typing emails. you look from the dog to tom, and then back to lenny. "i'm getting the vibe that he isn't your biggest fan, tom. he's literally looking at you like you killed his family." you manage to squeeze out in between laughs.
i'm not afraid of getting older. used to fetishize myself now i'm talking to my house plants.
the watering can felt heavy in your hand as you watered the collection of flowers and herbs you grew indoors. “you’re looking so pretty these days.” you whispered to your basil plant. “you’re gonna make my tomato soup so good.” the praises to your plants kept pouring out as you watered them. tom leaned the kitchen doorway and watched you talk to your plants. these small moments remind him in all the way he loves you, and you just make him laugh.
not of being alone in a room full of people, watching the world from the sidelines.
you loved watching tom being in his element, and this was it. a movie premiere where he’s being bombarded with questions and interviews. you’ll stand off to the side and watch him answer the same question for the hundredth time, and it’ll never get old. on the rare occasion someone would ask you something, you’d just look to tom in hopes he’d answer for you. he’s telling the interviewer his favorite snack to have on set, but you’re looking at him as if he’s explaining the secrets of the universe.
your hand is wrapped around his bicep as you walk together and he’s telling you the easter eggs hidden in the movie. you nod and smile but haven’t heard a single thing he’s said, he’s just so adorable talking about his work. you haven’t had a lonely moment since the day you met tom, and you wouldn’t change a single thing.
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❝’cause we were somewhere else.❞ || tom blyth x f!reader
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| request- could you do paris by taylor swift with tom??
| A/N- cutest idea i’ve ever heard thank you 🙏 super short but i tried my hardest
| WARNINGS- fluffy lovey dovey shit, france (WTF IS A KILOMETER 🦅🇺🇸), running, me having writers block,
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(divider by @v6que)
the air was thick with smoke and unspoken emotions as tom wrapped his arm around you waist in the crowded bar. one week in paris with your kind-of-boyfriend couldn’t hurt anybody, right? you thought so, until tonight. with the affectionate touches, the sharing drinks, and now, staring at the eiffel tower together.
the ancient architecture sparkled like clock-work, the reflection finding home in toms eyes. you couldn’t will herself to look away from him as your fingers intertwined.
“did you have fun tonight, love?” his thumb was moving back and forth across the back of your hand. you nodded, “yeah! i did. thank you for bringing me along for your press tour, it’s been really cool.”
stumble down pretend alley-ways, cheap wine; make believe it’s champagne.
the laughs erupted from your lungs uncontrollably as your feet tried to move your body in sync with toms, his hand pulling you quickly down the alley. the giggles shared between you two echoed down the alley-way and sounded like it was coming from everywhere, it felt like it too.
“you’re going too fast! i can’t keep up when i’m in heels!” you stuttered out in between sobs of laughter. “get longer legs!” tom throws over his shoulder and you resist the growing despair within you every time you see his smile, knowing the smile wasn’t yours to keep.
privacy sign on the door and on my page, and on the whole world. romance is not dead, if you keep it just yours.
the soft and hazy sun filtered through the sheer curtains, illuminating the room. illuminating him. your nails gently raked across his scalp as you studied his features, savoring the moment.
the small smile on your face widened when his eyes opened and flickered to yours. “g’morning, darling.” he shoved his face into his pillow, groaning, from the light. “good morning. you drool in your sleep, did you know that?” he side-eyes you before coming up with an answer. “i usually don’t, i just can’t help myself around you.”
i’m so in love that i might stop breathing, drew a map on your bedroom ceiling.
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phfenomena · 4 months
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how would we all feel if i wrote a jack champion fic instead of tom blyth…should we switch it up or will you guys burn me at the stake…
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phfenomena · 4 months
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So why are you so mean ? :(
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