#anyho. confused to say the least...

[tinyyoungblood]

something to remember | t.h

summary: you and tom are in portland for one mission only and that is to be seen together. so how did you end up getting partner tattoos?

pairing: tom holland x actress!reader

au: fake dating au

warnings: language, fluff

a/n: now that my weekend sleepover is slowly coming to an end, i’m rounding things up with a short one shot to soothe the fluff soul. enjoy lovelies! x

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“Are we really doing this?” You nibbled on your bottom lip, but the boy in front of you seemed to be as sure as ever.

“Heck yea!” Tom pulled his sleeve up to eye his bare arm before glancing at you. A smirk curved around his lips. “You’re not chickening out, are you, Y/L/N?”

You huffed and whipped around to flip through the book on the table.

“So what are we getting?” You felt his presence inching closer until he was standing flush against your back and you felt the fluster rise to your face. “Stop it!” You pushed him away with your bum and his chest vibrated with laughter.

“What? I’m just doing my part of the job,” Tom defended with both hands up by his side.

You shook your head, but the smile on your face busted you and he shamelessly winked. Turning back around, you continued to flip through the laminated pages with semi-concentration whereas Tom pulled his face into a grimace and clicked his tongue. “None of them are right.”

You hummed and closed the book. “Any ideas then?” You were facing him again as the shadow of a notion crossed his twinkling eyes and you straightened to prepare. “What?”

“Do you trust me?” he asked eagerly and your brows snapped together.

“You want to do trust falls now or..?”

He rolled his eyes at you and insisted more solemnly, “Do you?”

Perplexed, you nodded shortly without any further thoughts and he took it as a solid yes to pull you to the leather chair. Getting even more confused, you let yourself fall into the seat and watched as he disappeared behind the curtains. His head popped back in and with a big excited grin, he reassured, “I’ll be back in a minute.” Before vanishing again.

You sunk into the chair with a long sigh and a smile you couldn’t wipe off your face. “What have I gotten myself into?”

The next time you got to see Tom again was when the curtains were pulled aside and you found him also seated in a leather chair. A man was already working on his arm and you were just about to ask him what was going on when a woman with a needle sat down beside you and grabbed your arm. Out of reflex, you pulled back and stared at her flabbergasted. “I’m sorry?” Your head whipped to Tom, but he was busy wincing at the pain. You gulped and faced the woman again who looked rather annoyed now. “There must be a mistake. I haven’t even seen the tattoo he chose,” you explained but her stare didn’t falter.

“There’s no mistake, honey. He planned for you to only see the tattoo once it’s done.” Your mouth fell open.

“Tom!”

Still in pain, he managed to add a meek smile to his grimace before giving you a thumbs up and you wanted to strangle him. “Nope, I’m not doing it.” You were about to stand up when Tom sat up quickly, making the man stop his work.

“Wait—come on, Y/N. Please? Do it for me? You’ll love it, I promise! You said you trust me, remember?”

You almost snorted. “I trust you enough to pick my popcorn at the movies but that’s as far as my trust goes. I’m not gonna let you leave shit on my skin if I don’t know what it is. This isn’t a reality show.” The man snickered.

Groaning, Tom let his head fall back. “Getting a tattoo together was your idea.”

“All I said was ‘Fuck it, whatever’. Doesn’t mean I don’t want to know what it is. You can’t just tattoo shit—“

“It’s cherries.”

“—on me...what did you just say?”

“It’s cherries,” he repeated a bit more confidently and you glanced at the woman who gave you a nod.

“Cherries?”

“Mhm.”

“Just cherries?”

“Yup.”

“On the arm?”

“Inner side, yes.”

“Because of the movie we’re doing?” You questioned and he cocked his head to the side before shrugging.

“I didn’t even think of that, but sure.”

You furrowed your brows and asked him, ”What was else on your mind?”

Bashfully, he averted his gaze to the ground and a faint blush crept on his cheeks. “W-When we had our first...I guess you could say fake date, you were wearing these cherry earrings and they’re kind of...my favorite now.”

Your heart melted at his confession. Letting the idea nestle into your head, you grew to like it more and more with every passing second and the corners of your lips quirked up. “Let’s do it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

Tom cheered and you let the artist work her magic on your arm. A few minutes in, a shrill phone call yanked you out of your moment of peace. “Hello?” Tom answered and you could see him tense up. “Yeah, she’s with me, but we’re just—well, yes, but—okay—fine. I’ll put you on speaker.”

“WHAT WERE YOU BOTH THINKING—“ You immediately recognized the voice of Andrew, Tom’s manager. It was a Facetime call, so all you could really do was sheepishly wave into the camera.

“Hi, Andrew.”

“—THE PICTURES ARE ALL OVER SOCIAL MEDIA. THEY’RE EVERYWHERE.”

Tom and you spared a fleeting glance before he decided to reply. “Well, isn’t that what you wanted?”

That was his deaths sentence.

“What I wanted? What I fucking wanted? What I wanted, Tom, was for you two to be seen together, maybe even eat some ice cream. Not get a fucking tattoo together! Are you out of your minds?! You’ve only been dating for two weeks!”

You sat up to interject, but the woman pulled you back down since she wasn’t finished yet. “Sit still please.”

“What was that?”

You froze.

“Oh my god.”

“Andrew, we can explain—“

“You’re still at the tattoo studio?”

You gulped and Tom winced.

“Yes.”

A long sigh came from the phone’s speakers and bore into the tension of the room. “I want you both on a plane back home the second you’re done, got it?” You nodded mutely like children who were put on house arrest and Andrew pinched the bridge of his nose. “This is what I get for sending you to Portland for the weekend? I can’t with you both.” And with that he hung up.

The two of you sat there in stunned silence until both of the tattoo artists were done and wiped off the foam on your arms.

Reluctantly examining it, you admired the skilled work. It was tiny, almost unnoticeable, and your regret slowly chipped away until you glanced over at Tom’s arm and any sign of regret was gone at once. He was already staring at you and you felt it too. The connection a little tattoo could cause was deeper than you could’ve ever imagined and it dawned on you. You had a partner tattoo with Tom Holland.

Your co-star and fake-boyfriend. But who knew how long he would still be either one once you were back home? You hated to admit it but the past two days were the best days you’ve had in a while. No worries, just fun and joy but also safety and comfort. Tom appeared to have the same train of thoughts for his smile was just as sad. And then an idea hit you.

“Let’s get another one.”

His eyebrow rose. “Is this the beginning of a tattoo addiction?”

You rolled your eyes at him. “I’m saying, if this isn’t forever then at least we will have tattoos together. Let’s get something to remember, you know.”

“Are you talking real shapes and letters?” Tom played off you rhyme and you laughed.

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?” The grin on his face edged on an explosion of excitement, and you nodded confidently before a smirk grew on your lips.

“You’re not chickening out, are you, Holland?”

He mirrored your smirk and shrugged. “So what are we getting?”

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i don’t know if you can tell but i tried to be a bit more minimalistic with this one. i’m still trying to figure out if i like it so pls feel free to tell me what you think! anyhoe, have a sweet day everyone 💜 

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[survivortaveuni]

Episode 9: “Queen of Not Dying” -Lily

Back on Motomaiqi, Jack E was now the only original Ravi Levu left in the game, so he obviously needed some new allies, and it seemed like he was doing the job. He quickly aligned with Jordan by stroking his ego, and he hoped this alliance would be mutually beneficial. Nothing else happened on Motomaiqi, though, because they won immunity once again, sending Bouma to tribal for the second time in a row.

Likewise, for the second time in a row, Billy was targeted at tribal. Once again, the pair of Charlotte and Tyler wanted to get Billy out. Once again, though, Steffen managed to turn the tables and save his ally. Shea thought that since everyone was voting Billy, that it would be best to throw a vote at Tyler in case of an idol. 

Steffen used this information to turn Tyler against Billy. Tyler agreed to this, paranoid. Charlotte also agreed to this, although she was a little wary of Billy and Steffen’s relationship, but decided this move was better; all she could do was hope it didn’t bite her butt in the future. The move worked, and Shea was sent home 4-1. 

Hi confessional it's been awhile. While I'd like to say I've been some sort of mastermind in this game, I really can't say that. I made it through the Bouma tribe without having to go to tribal council or really participate in much. One this new Momo tribe I have found myself in a solid-ish spot. I'm really not playing to make alliances or be cutthroat, at least not until I'm having some fun. I have Lily and some other dude on tribe from old Bouma and Jordan Pines came up to talk to me and I basically told him I would be his slave because I know Jordan Pines and I know he likes to play big, so being there for him as a number will be a benefit to him as it is to me. I won immunity again so hopefully we merge and I do not flop as much as I hope I won't.

If everything goes according to plan, Billy will be voted out tonight. The original Bouma tribe plans on sticking together. Plus if the merge is coming up we are going to need the numbers. We're the only original tribe to still have all of it's members. 

when shea looks like he may throw a hinky vote at tyler or charlotte and I might be in luck

holy shit???? it just occurred to me that. i outlasted half of the people in this game. without going to a single tribal. so i'm queen of not dying now, which is nice well, that's 1/3 covered. i havent needed to outwit yet, and i guess challenges count as outplaying, but that also requires a good social game and such in my tribe. 

If I thought last week's vote was hard, this one is worse. I have a nagging suspicion that Steffen might be working with Billy and that's why he wants us to take out Shea. I just don't want this to come back and bite me in the ass. Then again, we need Billy if we don't merge and want to stay strong... Shea hasn't been as strong in the challenges. Ugh. #Stressed #WhyMe 

Dear Confused Diary, So I'm not sure you realize what I did last tribal, but I got Nic out?!? that's a thing, tbh that kinda made up for Sweden, but I kinda feel guilty, I mean I know I can't trust him fully just because our past relationship was so rocky, but like I feel we finally made a decent bond, like he's a good kid....God I'm an awful person true. Anyways fast forward to now, Bouma lost another luck competition...thanks Kevin and Mitch. Anyhoe, now everyone thinks to stay Bouma strong, however I need Billy because despite having an extra vote from the reef, Billy is pretty much my constant extra vote, so like tbh what's more valuable??? And honestly I dont trust Shea whatsoever, so I'd rather see him go over Billy, but Billy being the only non-Bouma made things difficult.  Low and behold Shea comes to me today and says he's gonna throw a hinky vote at either Tyler or Charlotte, which is twisted, like if you're Bouma strong, don't put that doubt out there, that's just dumb.  So I got my ammo from Shea, and at the same time I knew that this vote could potentially come down to Charlotte, so I got Billy to build a closeness to her, so when I dropped this info on her, she'd be more willing to flip on Shea.  So I kinda reel her in, but then she wants to tell Tyler, and tbh I'm a little scared too because Tyler seemed gung hoe on getting Billy out, so what do I do, drop the entire receipt of Shea telling me about the hinky vote, so Tyler surprisingly bent to that will.  Now it seems we're voting Shea out which is what I want, but I'm still nervous because this seemed too easy.  If I go home tonight, tbh I had a lot of fun, I organized a blindside that went off without a hitch, I found things again and now its like a party, but I'm not about to say I'm controlling everything cause I could actually be played tonight, but I just gotta hope for the best. If I survive tonight I would have truly surprised myself, if not, game well played y'all. Sincerely, Steffen in tears

Steffen comes to me and is like "so Shea thinks you have an idol" and I'm like girl I'm basically dying of malnourishment over here. I haven't even been to the Rainbow Reef so Shea needs to get his panties untwisted. So I'm talking to Charlotte and Steffen tells me that the vote should be for Shea and I shouldn't be getting any votes. And because I'm in love with Steffen I trust him. So we'll see how tonight goes. Should be fun :)

#confessionals #shevotedouthermom