#tom x y/n

[warnersister]

Oh, how you’d changed him

Tom Riddle x Reader

Summary: how you’d changed Tom and his life for the better, and how ridiculous his previous plans seemed after that.

Tom had carefully planned out his world domination, created his alias Lord Voldemort and the horrors that would go with him. He decided that he would single-handedly take over the wizarding world by any means necessary and reek havoc amongst the weaklings that surrounded him. This; a plan he had created since he was merely a boy, determined to return what this cruel world had forced upon him - sorrow and pain.

Until he met you. To Tom, you were like a breath of fresh air, an unbeatable presence with bright and hopeful features that offered a sense of peace in his life. You had been acquaintances since first year, however had become more familiar in sixth-year potions, just as he was plotting his first horcruxes along with the basallisk attack, you had been assigned as station-partners in the early September of that year.

When your names had been read Tom quirked a brow, however was not disappointed with the testily - having duly noted your previous achievements in the subject and feeling as though you could come in handy later down the line when his domination was more of a priority than his studies, but his world came crashing down when you turned in your seat to examine him.

Tom was lead to believe that he was incapable of love. A monotone psychopathic freak lacking human emotions, yet obtaining alien abilities. It when your eyes looked him over and your hair swayed behind your shoulders, he was unable to ignore the way his heartbeat quickened and breath faltered, in Tom’s eyes you were unfathomably gorgeous and he was unable to look away, a Medusa incapable of stoning her victims.

You held your hand out calmly and he admired the way your posture was straight and head held in a confident stature. “Y/n,” you said, lips soft and plump and voice soothing and gentle. “Tom,” he replied, voice failing him as he fumbled over his words with a stutter - something having never happened to him previously. You giggled at his mistake and he found himself enjoying the sound, instinctively making it his mission to hear it once more, unable to stop the smile appearing on his lips.

Tom also appreciated your knack for perfection. Your potions never failed to exceed beyond perfection and your applause was always deserved, taken with a humble nod to your peers before you set out defying the next odds in your path.

Naturally, Tom began to gravitate towards you outside of lectures, also. He’d find himself on the path to walk you to class or accompany you to the dinner table, or beside you in the library studying beyond the librarian’s patience and working hours. Tom found comfort in your presence and allowed himself to indulge regardless of what ‘Lord Voldemort’ told him to do.

Eventually, he’d offered his arm to stroll down with you to Hogsmeade on a chilly autum day, a few weeks before Christmas celebrations would commence and the winter solstice would turn the Scottish highlands surrounding you into an awe-worthy winter wonderland. “May I accompany you to Hogsmeade?” Tom asked with a small smile, holding his arm out to you while you friends giggled and pushed you towards him. You’d laughed with him as you threaded your forearm alongside his, joining you both at the hip while you replied: “yes, you may Tommy.”

Strangely, he never felt any kind of resentment to any nickname you’d give him other than his name. He welcomed your names with open arms and answered to nearly any plausible noun that passed his lips. He even bought you butterbeer to warm your frostbitten lips, sipping simultaneously while the barmaid offered a few obvious knowing glances.

You shivered as you walked on, the many layers you had adorned on top of your skin no match for the ever-growing cold attacking Hogwarts and found yourself struggling with chattering teeth. Tom immediately removed his long coat and wrapped it around you, admiring both the chivalry of his actions and the satisfied smile on your face when your body temperature started to rise. “No, no, Tom. You’ll get cold.” You said, a reluctant whine passing your lips to which he shrugged. With anyone else, he would’ve let you freeze to death, but not you. He would die for you, freeze to death if you will. “I’m fine, I’m more concerned about getting you back to the castle without hypothermia.” He says with a small chuckle, pulling you into his side by the waist. “I guess you aren’t so cold-hearted as you make yourself out to be, Tom Riddle.” He looks down at you and considers your words for a few seconds.

“You confuse me, y/n. I’ve never felt so warm and gleeful around a person yet you never fail to bring a smile to my face. Teach me how to do that.” I instructs but you shake your head no gently. “I cannot do that simply due to the face that you do it to me, also.” You reply, each exchanging knowing glances between each others eyes and lips. He leans down and traps your lips with his own, warming your body through a simple yet sophisticated gesture and from that day forward you were referred to as his girlfriend.

Of course, however he had also come clean about his upbringing and eventually the chamber and the basilisk. He had told you he was conceived under the influence of a love spell and believed that he was incapable of loving until he had met you. You laid on his bed as you talked; his head on your chest while you weaved your fingers thought his chestnut locks and listened to him. “I read a while back now about a recently investigated muggle issue called autism and it has occurred to me that you’re not incapable of love, you have asbergers Tom. I’ll read the passage to you later.” And all of a sudden all of his unjustified emotions and troubles made sense and he could finally find an unknowingly lost sense of peace within himself knowing what truly made him into the Tom Riddle he was.

When he took you into the chamber he’d told you all about his plan for domination and his large magical snake and how he had a few followers and you never judged him once. If anything you thought it was impressive that he yearned for revenge instead of acceptance but reasoned that perhaps an oversized snake and a killing spree were not the solutions he was searching for. The basilisk lived shrunken to normal size in a glass cage beside his bed after that.

And as the time went by and your relationship flourished, Voldemort seemed more like a past phase than a goal and was more focused on the life he going to create with you. He called his ‘followers’ pathetic and told them to get a life when they questioned his authority over their devotion.

Eventually, it came time for you to graduate and Tom’s hand was tightly clasped in your own as you looked at the castle for a final time. You were silent, acknowledging the end of this era and slowly coming to terms with it. After a while, Tom scoffed. “World domination.” He said with a smile shaking his head. “Who’s ever heard of such a thing?” He turned and picked up your bags along with his own. “Ready to go, darling?”

The two of you had shared your own compartment on the train ride home, others finding their own cubbies as Tom scared them off from sitting with you. Your head was rested on his shoulder as he read a muggle book to you that you had bought the previous summer ‘the great gatsby’. It was a deep and considerate book and made you think about your future, also.

“What’re we going to do now?” You ask out of the blue, interrupting his sentence as he simply closes his book and looks down at you, your face deep in thought. “Well,” he hummed, thinking for a moment. “We’ve booked that cottage in the Peak District for a few weeks, how about we think it all out then?” And you nod. “Sounds like a plan then.”

The next few weeks were spent waking together in the high peaks of the muggle countryside, simply talking and appreciating one another’s company and plotting your lives.

“Is it bad that I want to stay here forever?” You ask him, looking out at the sunsetting one warm winter evening. Tom thinks thoughtfully before saying “if it is then it’s bad that I want to stay here too.” As a pureblood witch you were born under the believe that muggle life was pointless and undeserving, and as had Tom - but together you realised you preferred the quiet and solitary, and not needing to use magic to do everything all of the time. It was a change. And it was nice.

One morning mid-august Tom was reading the newspaper and you were making you both toast. “Someone’s selling the property up the street.” He says and you sip on your drink and look out of the window. “What? The old farmhouse.” “No, the one with the long drive and vines up the side.” You sigh dreamily. “Oh, if only.” You say with a chuckle. “Darling we can afford it.” Tom says and you stay in silence for a moment, sharing the thoughts weaving through your minds. “It wouldn’t take up a large chunk of our savings.” He drops his reading glasses to the end of his nose and smirks. “We’re rich in muggle terms.” You laugh and shake your head at him. “You’re so humble, Riddle.” He stands up and slides his hands around your waist to hold you close as you share the view of the house in question. “We’re buying it.” He spoke after a while, finalising his decision. “What happened to the ‘I hate muggles and never want to be amongst them’?” You ask, turning to him with a cocked brow. He just shrugs. “They were Voldemort’s views. Not mine.”

Matter several months going back and forth with the previous owners and settling on an asking price, you were standing in front of the house- your house, beside tom, exactly how you had when you were leaving Hogwarts. “This is our house.” You say, not taking your eyes off of the scenic view before you. Tom takes you into his side and rubs your arm comfortingly before kissing your temple. “Our home.”

Tom became an Auror, acting as an undercover wizard in the muggle setting catching and reporting any source of dark or unrightfully used magic. You took up being a healer, training in the wizarding world but practising in your home village, being known as a respectable young doctor who all the elderly or adjacent citizens resided in to get treatment - and anything you gave them always worked.

It was a spring morning when you were down at the bakery picking up a loaf of bread for your dinners. “How’s that fella of yours?” The lady asked with a smirk. “Oh Tom’s fine, just left for work.” “Popped the question yet?” The old woman asks, elbowing you slightly. “We’re only twenty Agatha!” You say with a laugh. “Well, Arthur and I were married when we were nineteen.” She crossed her arms. “I thought you were telling me how much you hated him?” You laugh. “Oh he gets on my wire, but we were still married!”

That left you with the thought in your mind for the remainder of the day - you’d decided that Tom Riddle was the man you wanted to spend the rest of your life with and then some.

In February you both took a trip down to the Lake District and rented a boat house with a large lake, your jobs and ‘trust funds’ inherited from family members allowed you to do this rather frequently and easily, nothing out of the ordinary to take a trip for a long weekend.

It was at sunset, rather early due to daylight saving hours when you rowed out onto the lake to just sit in tranquility for a little while, appreciating the quiet time together. You’d rose to your feet, sure that you had seen an owl fly by and when you turned around, Tom was on one knee, box in hand. In the box, the ring of Salazar Slytherin himself with a bunch of roses in the other.

“Agatha told me today is Cupid’s holiday.” He say, voice just beyond a whisper as a smile grew on your face and tears formed. “You know, until I was sixteen I was asphyxiated with the idea of taking over the world, finding a victim to take the pain that I felt. But those silly little thoughts were gone when I met you, the only person I live and breathe for. I never thought I could, however I love you, yn ln. And it would do me great honour if you would be my wife.”

You’d kissed and hugged him and wept into his shoulder as you happily embraced - ready to start the rest of your lives together. There were no other young women in the village and your parents had practically alienated you when you went to live with muggles so the ladies who attended your doctors practise took you shopping for your wedding dress - Tom insisted on paying.

Dolly was brutally honest and Susan started crying, Agatha kissed you and called you her daughter and it was certainly a day to remember - a gorgeous fitting dress, white and highlighting your features gracefully.

You’d gotten married in the village church, an audience of your neighbours and close friends and a few companions from school, Agatha was your maid of honour and Greta your flower girl, gleaming smile on her face while her husband rolled her down the isle in her wheelchair while she sassily threw rose petals. And Dumbledore was sat in the front row, a smart suit on while he smiled at the man the little evil boy turned out to be, and the gorgeous woman you had flourished into.

It was a beautiful ceremony and a beautiful day. And you were now the beautiful yn Riddle.

In September, Abraxas Malfoy and his wife wanted to celebrate their wedding anniversary and asked if they would drop their son, Lucius off for the week so they could go away. You and Tom decided to take the week off work and look after him, after all, the young lad needed to be accustomed to his god parents!

One evening Lucius had pleaded with you to go sit in the garden and paint together and of course you complied, taking the supplied and the young boy on your hip, and headed for the grass to make a mess. And make a mess you did, there was red in your hair and blue on his white libel shirt, and hardly anything on the page. Tom watched from the window sipping on a cup of tea, watching as you interacted with the young boy so naturally, tickling his stomach and laughing as you played hidey-boo. It created an odd twang in his stomach, the same he had felt when he had first laid eyes on you.

One day when the boy had been reunited with his parents, Tom had been sent on a mission to retrieve an escaped boggart. During his time at Hogwarts, his biggest was recognisably his own dead corpse, but when he approached the creature, it’s form was your grave with him sat looking deathly ill beside it weeping. Your headstone read ‘a loving wife and doctor, no children’ his stomach dropped when he realised what he needed. What he needed right now.

He got home that night and held you close and cried, feeling you warm and full of life. You caressed his shaking body as you soothes him, and when he had calmed he had taken your face into his hands and cradled it, telling you suddenly “yn I want a baby.”

Throughout your pregnancy, Tom was tender and reluctant to let you move without him being beside you. He became more protective than he already was an even took an extended paternity leave just before your due date.

Prior to that however, he worshiped you like a goddess. He would make you decaf tea - something you grumbled about but he refused to listen. He stopped smoking his pipe inside the house, instead taking it to the end of the garden while he and Mr Garson next door chatted about his wife and you. He made you lay on the settee and sat on the floor beside your growing stomach while he read old wives tales from a book inherited from his mother. He even sang to it once or twice. After the sixth month mark when your belly was becoming noticeably plump to the point you could rest your tea cup upon it without it falling off, he began carrying you everywhere. Regardless of how far the distance, and the fact you were carrying another human, he acted as though you were a feather that needed assistance and carried you the way he did on your wedding night.

When you took your own maternity leave, he was even more pleased - before he’d sit beside you in your doctors office and never took his eyes off of you, now he needn’t a reason to why. In his eyes, his love was pregnant and needed tending too. He’d shower with you and lift your stomach until he saw the face of satisfaction he knew well and loved. And he’d be lying if he said the breasts you were growing didn’t make his mouth water, as well as the fact there was a possibility that he could impregnate a pregnant woman - a thought that drove him wild but alas after many attempts, it was eventually an unsuccessful mission.

And in the next July, Tom was sweating as he held your hand and felt a great pain as you cried in agony beside him. You were in a muggle hospital, Agatha had awoken in the middle of the night and heard your pained cries and ordered her husband, Mr Garson to drive you to the hospital which he did, adjusting his thick-lenses on his glasses and having to be awoken a few times at the wheel from Tom’s furious barks, but you made it on one piece, and at quarter to ten, you produced him a son, deciding on naming him Mattheo Riddle.

After giving him a bath, the midwife’s tried to take him away ‘give you a break’, but you refused. Groggily saying “I’ve only had him ten minutes why would I need a break.” And Tom soon shooed them off, getting into the bed beside you and holding your son skin-to-skin as he slept on his fathers chest, and you on his shoulder. When you drifted off he kissed the top of your head gently and whispered sweetly “well done, mummy.”

Tom was determined to be the father he didn’t have. And a good one at that.

Mr and Mrs Garson cried when you asked them to be the godparents, you would’ve appointed the role to everyone in this village if you could - your own little family larger than it seemed.

The newborn stage went by awefully fast and you and Tom self with every hurdle and hiccup together, all the nappies and sick, and the 3AM walks when baby Matty would not settle. It was gone and soon you had a walking talking toddler of whom you were both awfully proud of.

The chilly autumnal eves suddenly turned into even colder winter morns, Christmas was making its rounds in the muggle world and you and Tom had became accustomed to it. You decorated the tree, hung candles, sung carols, gave presents and ate specialty meals on the 25th. Tom sat in his armchair, Mattheo on lap, reading glasses down to the end of his nose as he read A Christmas Carol to him.

You were making dinner, Mince Pie was on the menu that night in particular, and you smiled as you notice the snow falling. You wiped your hands and leant against the doorframe watching your two boys in awe, just memorising the picture for a moment. “Are you alright, my love?” Tom asked, smiling up at you. “Just admiring the picture.” You say, mirroring his grin. Then you turn to your son. “I’m awfully sorry to interrupt, master Riddle. However, so I do believe it is snowing.” He gasped dramatically when he heard the news. “Snow! But we’re reading! But snow!” You both laugh at his dilemma then suggest “how about we eat dinner, then we’ll read out in the snow and make a snowman.” The young boy squeals in delight and runs to the dining room to eat, sitting ever so patiently yet with an impatient smile on those cheeky lips.

That evening you built a snowman, read the last part of the book, and put your son peacefully to sleep in his bed after singing ‘Silent Night’ to him. You and Tom basked in the sight for a moment, just taking in the calmness of the setting.

And as Tom looked down at you, he thought of how you’d changed him.

*scoff* Lord Voldemort, who’d ever heard of anything so ridiculous?

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[phas3d]

Celebrity Crush|| Slytherin Boys

type :: fluff

tw/cw :: suggestive jokes (all)

contains :: draco malfoy, tom riddle, mattheo riddle, theodore nott, lorenzo berkshire

summary :: you're either friends or enemies and they see you freaking out over your celebrity, making them jealous. they search them up only to find out that the celebrity looks almost exactly like them

alternative :: your celebrity crush looks nothing like them

DRACO (enemies)

Your group just watched the newest movie that came out

Ever since then, you couldn’t stop gushing about how hot the villain was

Although the villain was an awful person, you still went on rants about how fine he is

Your friends kept laughing at how out of pocket your jokes were

“I can fix him I swear, just give me a chance” you grieved as if someone died

"I'm gonna get on all fours and start hitting my chest like a gorilla if he keeps looking this fine" you said with passion, not scared of the whole school hearing you

Draco, despite not wanting to say it, was extremely jealous as he gripped his fork extra hard as he heard you

He was a dick, why didn’t you like him? Maybe he wasn’t hot enough? He’s always been slightly insecure about his appearance

The second lunch ended, he ran to the bathroom and secretly looked up the actor

But as he looked at him… he realized he wasn’t too far off from the actor

Their faces were almost completely different but, they both had short bright blonde hair, cold blue eyes, always wore green, and had similar body types

From seeing that, he smirked to himself and got an ego boost

He goes to sleep with a fat ass grin on his face

He won’t directly say the actor looks like him, but he’ll know it deep down

TOM (friends)

Although Tom could stand being around you, he wished he could mute you out

You two were studying together in his room

Or… he was studying while you kept replaying the same edit of some random celebrity

“He could take my eggs and eat it like skittles”

Tom has literally killed and tortured people but he still widened his eyes slightly at your comment

He felt a small bit of jealousy, but he wasn’t sure if it was because he was scared of losing his only friend or because he liked you

(It’s because he likes you but he’s not that emotionally aware)

Tom has always been nosy, so he tilted slightly to see your phone

That’s when he saw a man with pale skin, brown eyes, and wavy brown hair

But beside those basic attributes, he also had the same nose as him along with a resting bitch face

He doesn’t show it, but on the inside he felt much calmer

It gave him a small sense of hope that maybe one day, he could actually be seen as attractive by someone

No one has ever confessed or even liked Tom romantically throughout his whole life due to his insane hobbies

He sleeps a little bit better with the thought that maybe someone could like him

And he really hopes it’s you :)

MATTHEO (enemies) (I made this so long on accident... whoops)

You two clash constantly due to Mattheo’s class clown behavior and your goody-two-shoes attitude

He was always cracking mean jokes and bullying your friend group since you were kinda nerdy

You despised him and have beaten his ass multiple times (with magic) but he still doesn’t learn his lesson

But that's mainly because he thinks it's hot when you beat his ass and yell at him

Once again, he was walking towards your group to pick on you guys once more, especially you

But that’s when he heard you freak out over some random character

At first he thought it was just some lame anime character, that's how you usually are

But when you start showing your friends the photo-card in the back of your phone, he realizes it’s a real person

Instantly, he's pissed and jealous of a stupid piece of paper

He stalks you until you repeat the celebrities' name so he can google him and ruin his career

But once he looks up the idol, he sees that he also has dark curly hair with deep brown eyes

He actually researches and tries to learn about the idol more so he can take note on what you like

That's when he learns that the idol is known as a funny and protective person, just like him

He giggles to himself and decides to be insanely cocky

He prints out a photo of himself in the same pose as the idol, rounds the corners, and even puts his own signature on the back

The next day, he hands it to you and is smirking to himself

But... surprisingly... you didn't know it wasn't the idol????

You smiled widely and freak out, you thank him and quickly put it in the back of your phone case

From that, he smiles insanely widely. Not only at how cute you were from freaking out, but by also knowing he's on the back of your phone without you even knowing

THEODORE (friends)

He's always known you were a fangirl but it was normally for weird things

You've had a few celebrity crushes over the years, but it's never been this extreme before

"GOD I WANNA LIVE IN HIS TOILET!!!" You shouted as you stared at a photo of the celebrity

Theo never understood how people got so attached but he was curious

How hot was this guy for you to like him THIS much? and why was he so jealous?

Theo has always been confident in his looks since he pulls bitches left and right

But, for some reason, he's suddenly strongly craving your validation

He asks you to show him the celebrity, only to see an almost exact clone of himself

Light fluffy brown hair, green eyes that were the same shape as his, thick brows, and a strong jaw

Theo smiles lightly and shakes his head, you perceived it as him making fun of your crush

You hide your phone from him and proceed to watch a pile of edits of this man on loop

Although he didn't get the hype of being a fangirl, he supported this one

He researches the celebrity during his free time and tries to become more like him slightly

Of course, he doesn't change anything drastically

But he might get the same shirt or shoes as him

LORENZO (rivals?) (can you tell he's my favorite?)

You and Lorenzo were constantly at the top of your charms class within the entire school

Both of you have constantly gone head to head with each other just to compete for first place, only to tie for it together

There was no hatred or extreme feelings, just a fun rivalry that was oddly flirtatious at times

While you were in the library with a few friends studying, you suddenly start slamming your fist on the desk

Lorenzo was often in the library in order to check out new books to read in order to beat you

He looked over, worried that something bad happened

But all he saw was you on the floor, as if you melted, with your phone held high showcasing a man

He was curious as to how you got to the floor so fast despite banging on the table only 2 seconds ago, but he didn't care

Many people in the school shipped you and Lorenzo, but you both always denied it in order to not make it awkward

But, Lorenzo has liked you for ages. Despite that fact that he's a fuckboy, he would give up everything just to kiss you

"I would save his nail clippings and make a necklace out of it" You said in a harsh whisper that made all your friends hold back a laugh

Lorenzo was shocked, he's never seen you be so vulgar

He felt slightly hurt, not only by the fact that you were freaking out over some celebrity but also because he's never seen you act like this with him

"The things I would do for this man is un-ex-plain-a-ble" You aggressively whispered as you slammed your fist on the desk again

The librarian came around and told your whole group to shut up, which made Lorenzo happy

He decided to do his usual routine, he walked up to you and flicked you on the head as a joking gesture

You wince and hold your forehead, that's when he looks at your phone and sees the name of the celebrity

He repeats the name over and over and over and OVER in his head until he gets to his dorm and instantly searches him up on his phone

That's when he sees how similar he is to the celebrity

At first, he was doubting it since he didn't want to be cocky

But he told Theo and Theo instantly agreed, saying the celebrity looks just like him

Sharp jawline and cheekbones, fair skin, soft light brown hair, brown eyes, and even the same body build

He smiled to himself, feeling a bit of self love for himself from seeing how similar he is to your favorite celebrity

He's always been slightly insecure of his body build due to most of the guys in Hogwarts being buff as shit while Lorenzo was slightly more lean

But seeing the celebrity be called the heart-throb of the year made him really happy

After he knows all of this, he's much more confident around you and even finds subtle ways to bring up how he knows your type

Uses this as evidence against you to make you blush during petty arguments

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[clementexix]

𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

Even after years, Tom’s heart was still aching for you. He had his minions secretly follow you around and report on every slice of your life. He was informed that your life has now turned a new leaf. You finally got married to the man of your dreams, who was also charming and brilliant like Tom. However, he was different. He was gentle, attentive, considerate, and more, which Riddle could never embrace. “Leave.” He hissed under his breath, barely glancing at his minions. His face was emotionless as he remained focused on the locket necklace in front of him, subconsciously playing with it. It was not until there was only him in the office that his facial expression loosened. He opened the locket, staring at your portrait with a frown. In the end, you betrayed him. After all, it was just sweet talk. He closed it right after that. Annoyance and disappointment were written all over his facial expression, yet there was a hint of remorse reflected in his gaze. After all this time, you were still his muse, his light, and his first love. Hearing you so much in bliss with your current partner made him jealous, but he knew so well he had no right. Tom stood up, letting out a low grunt before putting on his dark cloak. He needed to witness this himself. He needed to confirm if all of this was true or whether it was only his worst nightmare. Tom soon stood outside your house, his eyes piercing through the curtain. He laid his gaze upon the way your husband was wrapping his arms around your waist from behind while you two’s laughter filled the whole kitchen. Tom’s eyes squinted in disgust, blood boiling up on his face. Riddle clenched his fists as soon as your husband gave you a smooch on the lips, whispering affectionate words that were just like music to your ear. Tom was green with envy. He could have used Avada Kedavra right here and right now to get rid of this bothersome feeling. However, he was stunned by your smile, the one he had never seen before. At that moment, he realized that you were only happiest when you were with someone else, not him. His heart was broken into pieces; he couldn’t utter a word. He stood there, mesmerized by your contagious laugh that could easily melt anyone. Memories suddenly flooded back into his head. He remembered every single time he shot you a glance of annoyance, spoke with a harsh tone, and showed his usual cold demeanor towards you, or those times that he brutally pushed you away, no matter how hopelessly you were begging him to stay. They were now all in the past. The young, dark lord silently left, regret reflected in his eyes. He wished he could turn back time and make it up to you. He wished he could feel the warmth of your embrace once again and apologize for everything he had done. But all was too late. He couldn't go back in time and undo his mistakes. Tom might be powerful, strong, and undefeatable. Yet, the only defeat he allowed was making you his once again. For the first time in his life, he felt thankful for your presence. The urge to murder your husband soon got replaced by a sense of gratitude on his face. Tom appreciated that you finally met the right one. And he made sure that you would be only his exception to make him feel this way, this kindness.

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[hearts4kaulitz]

ASTRONOMY.

tom x gn! reader

YOU LOVED ASTRONOMY, it was always so extremely fascinating to you. the way the stars connected together to make certain shapes and to be named was absolutely amazing to you.

you loved to sit down and connect them with your finger in the night sky where it was still and quiet or when the moon glowed behind the clouds, guessing its phase.

you got a telescope for your fifteenth birthday and there was no telling where you were with it, everywhere you went it came with you.

you journaled the phases of the moon and would write down what you observed.

your close friend, tom found it amazing at how much you were interested in space. he loved when you would ramble about your findings and journaling even if he pretended to be annoyed by it.

you knew he only faked the annoyance because every once in a while if you were walking together in the middle of the night he would ask you what phase of the moon it was just to hear you go on about it.

at some points you would think you’d talk to much but the way tom looked at you in pure interest the insecurity would go away and it continued you to talk about it even longer.

as you babbled he would take small notes on how a smile pulled on your lips as you talked about your passion and how much you loved it, he also noticed how your eyes would brighten up when he would talk about the constellations or planets at completely random times.

astronomy was something tom was never a big fan of but to see the beamed expression on your face and the excitement in your voice made it one of his favorite things.

he would always find himself staring at your beauty as you went on, you just looked so gorgeous when you grinned about certain things or how your eyes would immediately light up when you remembered something.

it would always be worth it to hear your voice cutting through the thin air while you jabbered about space and such.

“AND THAT! THATS THE APUS.” you smiled and pointed to a bird shaped constellation through the window of your room in excitement.

“so its shaped like a bird?” tom asked, turning his attention to you with a grin. you nodded quickly with a small ‘mhm’

“thats cool…” he muttered, crossing his arms and looking back up. biting the inside of his cheek as he thought about what to say next.

there was an awkward silence as tom tried to come up with something to talk about as you looked for more constellations.

you whined a bit and frowned slightly, “i cant find any more…” you sighed and looked at tom with an disappointed expression.

he shrugged and looked back at you, “i dont really care, i just like spending time with you..” a small blush crept to his face.

you chuckled a bit and felt your face become slightly flustered. “im glad you do.” you smiled softly, meeting his soft gaze.

soon you edged closer to him until you were nearly face to face, your heart had started to race just as toms but he pushed it away.

tom slowly cupped your face, pushing some of your hair back and leaning in to leave a gentle peck against your lips.

you flushed a deep red and laid your hands on his shoulders, a small smile etching your lips before it was your turn to kiss him.

after you both pulled away, tom mumbled,

“damn i love astronomy.”

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Let’s Make Out Memories

pairing: Tom and Y/N

Warning: May include spice, making out and words that’ll make you blush (not THOSE words)

summary: Tom and Y/N filming the Yule ball scene in the Harry Potter 4th movie but then something spicy happens…

a/n: I’m truly sorry for being not active anymore. I just started taking breaks for the past few weeks and now, I feel motivated here on tumblr again. Anyways, I thank you @qrvmlfoy for choosing this since I convinced you to choose a oneshot for me to write. And for @slytherinqueenrose, I’m gonna write the rest of the other oneshot you requested, k? Love you all!

“Draco won’t be having much screen time tho” Tom said to one of the directors.

“Yeah but he’d be seen in the background. Y/N can start practicing the dance with you now.” The director patted Tom’s shoulders as Tom just chuckles.

“Yeah okay. Y/N, mind if we take a quick practice? I mean, I already got my feet ready that it’s excited to burst out of these polished shoes.” Tom smiled which caused me to laugh awkwardly.

“Yeah totally. Okay, let’s go to the ballroom.” I chuckled which made him smirk and grab my hand.

He lead me to the big, mesmerizing ballroom which made me distracted a lot. Well, of course, no one knows when I’d step on his foot every time.

We started taking it slow, slow dancing. Which made the feeling so joyful. I haven’t felt this joy for a while since I’ve been busy filming with Tom.

Later then, he started twirling me around as if I was a princess and a ballerina at the same time.

“Tom, you’re gonna make me dizzy.” I whispered which made him laugh.

“You’re too irresistible, do you know that?” He whispered back, grabbing my waist with his right hand and his left hand grabbing my chin.

“Tom..” I mumbled but he just forms a grin.

“There’s loads of people here so.. Do you mind?” He signaled me to go to the toilet in the corner of the ball.

“Tom, we still have to film. Maybe later?” I tried to convince but he just pouts.

“You’re no fun” He whispered which I rolled my eyes at.

“Yeah whatever.” I went to Emma and Daniel who was busy practicing their lines.

*A FEW HOURS LATER*

“Gosh! Did you really have to pick me up and spin me?” I whispered-yelled to Tom.

“Well, don’t blame me. The director told.” He grabs a chocolate and munches it while fixing his bow tie.

“Typical Tom.” I rolled my eyes.

“Okay okay break time over! Back to dancing!” The director said.

Me and Tom came in position, hand in hand and my head on his shoulder.

The dance was again slow but then we started going in circles, him twirling me around and do some salsa.

To be honest, I loved this day. The way Tom would dance with me is enough to fill my heart with joy. This is what I always wanted. Happiness.

“Do you still wanna dance or?.. Go to the toilet?” He asked, smirking while whispering it to my ear.

“You know what? I feel bad for you so, I’m going to the toilet you’ve been begging to go.” I grabbed his hand and lead him to the bathroom.

His smirk grew wider before locking the bathroom door.

“Don’t go too far tho.” I placed my arms around his neck as he lowly laughs.

“I can’t promise or swear that.” He pulled me into a kiss which, I gladly did as well.

We both loved each other. Ever since the beginning and ever since we met. We knew we were a match.

He then started playing my mouth with his tongue. I was surprised on how he managed to fight the dominance between us but I didn’t mind.

He started pinning me against the wall, removing his white suit in a rush.

“Tom.. I told you not to take it too far..” I whispered, in between kisses.

“Darling. I just can’t resist you. I told you, you’re irresistible. You’re so goddamn perfect, Y/N. I love you a lot. And if you love me back, I love you even more.” He said before pulling out from the kiss and then started kissing my neck.

Before I could even moan out, someone came inside the bathroom.

“OH MY GOD- I AM SO SORRY.” Emma said before she immediately left.

“That was-“ I got cut off by Tom.

“-Awkward.”

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Ok so umm I CAN EXPLAIN just got in a nasty breakup and I don’t want to delete these so ummm I posting them on here cause I have to delete

These but I don’t want to (this isn’t my art)

POV me when I saw these

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Tsunami

Wipeout - Chapter 10

Pairing: Surfer!Tom Holland x Reader

A/N: Alright loves, after there is this there is one more chapter and a short epilogue! I hope you guys like this chapter! Let me know what you think please! Feedback is so appreciated! I love to read your comments and reblogs so much! Also if you want to talk to me or say anything anon my inbox is open! I love you guys the most xx

Warnings: Fighting, angst

Summary: Adrien takes you out and someone isn’t happy about it

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You’d been miserable all week. A date was something you should look forward to, but you’d been dreading it. You’d spent most of the week locked up in your room, sobbing your eyes out. Constant confusion, anger, and sadness swirling in your mind and stomach. You hadn’t talked to anyone but grace, though you probably hadn’t said more than a dozen words to her.

It seemed fitting that a storm would set in once the day finally arrived. The sky was light grey when you woke up, and by noon it was nearly black. The forecast was calling for thunderstorms that evening, and the sun wasn’t set to return until Monday.

“You know, you can probably use the weather as an excuse to cancel if you really want to,” Grace smiled at you as you stepped out of your room, “Then you could stay home and watch a movie with me instead.”

You shook your head, “No, it’s too late now, it’d be rude.”

She nodded and took a step forward, placing her hands on your shoulders, “Well you look cute,” she looked you up and down as she spoke. You’d worn simple jeans and busted out a rain jacket that had been shoved to the back of your closet for months, “It’ll be fun, the streets smell like rain, and you haven’t had an excuse to wear your cozy clothes out in a while. That’s sort of exciting isn’t it?”

You appreciated her trying to lighten the mood, even if it wasn’t doing much, “Thanks Grace,” you took a deep breath and tried to force yourself to look on the lighter side of things, “It’s sort of nice to get all bundled up, and I do like the smell.”

“Yeah, see? This is gonna be great,” she squeezed you, “And when you get home we’ll make some nice warm tea and you can tell me all about the date.”

“Right,” your throat was burning, “I, uh, I won’t be out long, but I’ll text you when I’m heading back. It shouldn’t be more than an hour or two.”

“Okay,” she pulled you into a hug, “Well I love you, I hope you have fun,” she kissed the side of your head as she pulled away, “And try not to think too hard while you’re there, just focus on him and you okay?”

You couldn’t say what exactly set you off, but something in you snapped. Suddenly large, hot tears were streaming down your cheeks. Your bottom lip quivered as you hiccuped and tried to force it all back down. Worry over took Grace’s face as she pulled you back into her.

“Oh babe, don’t cry,” she rubbed your back to try and soothe you, “It’s okay. You don’t have to go if you don’t want to. It’s not too late to cancel, I promise.”

You sniffled and hugged her tight, burying your face in her shoulder, “It’s not that Grace I’m excit-” you cut yourself off, “Well I thought I was excited, I don’t know, I just don’t know how I’m feeling. I don’t know what I want.”

“I’m sorry,” she rocked you, “It’s okay. I’m here okay? You can tell me anything.”

“I know,” you mumbled, “I just don’t know what’s going on, there’s Tom and London and then he just asked me out and I thought it would be a good idea but now I’m just confused,” you cried against her shoulder, you felt like a child.

“It’s okay,” she repeated, “It’s okay. Just take a deep breath alright? Everything will be okay,” she pulled back from you and wiped your eyes, “Tom’s a dick alright? Next time I see him I’m gonna hit him.”

You sniffled as a broken laugh divided your sobs, “It’s not his fault Grace, it’s just me,” you took a deep breath to try and regain your composure, “I should have listened to you and broken things off a long time ago.”

“It’s not your fault, you can’t help your feelings,” she tried to assure you, “I know this definitely isn’t what you want to hear right now, but if this is really all about… that. You need to talk to Tom about it, you know, get everything out in the open.”

“What’s the point? I already know what he’ll say,” you scoffed as another sob tore through you, “I’m so stupid Grace! I know what he’s like! I don’t know what happened, it was like everything was fine and then one day I was in love with him!”

“You don’t know what he’ll say,” she sighed, “I don’t know how Tom feels, but I do know that he cares about you a lot. I know if I called him and told him you were sitting here crying he’d drop everything and rush over here to try and make you feel better. I know that’s some kind of love, and I don’t know if it’s the kind of love you want it to be, but it could be. You’re never gonna know that though if you don’t talk to him about it.”

You sniffled and fell into her shoulder again, “I love you Grace.”

“I love you too,” she squeezed you tight, “I can pretend I’m sick if you want?”

You shook your head and wiped your eyes. You pulled away from her and took a deep breath, “No, I’m still gonna go. I’ll just keep it short.”

She frowned, “Are you sure? You don’t have to go if you don’t want to.”

“I know, but if I tell him you're sick or it’s the weather or something he’ll want to reschedule,” you blushed, “And I’d feel rude just telling him I don’t want to go like ten minutes before we’re supposed to meet up.”

She nodded in understanding, “Well you can text me if you change your mind.”

“I will,” you smiled, “Thank you.”

“Of course, try to have fun,” she smiled back.

“I’ll try,” you promised, “I’ll text you when I leave.”

You took a quick pit stop in the bathroom to compose yourself. You splashed some cold water on your face and did a little deep breathing. Once you were sure no one could tell you’d been crying you left for his house. The drive felt longer and more ominous than usually, the dark skies and slick roads forced you to keep all your attention on driving. Once you were safely parked at the curb you pulled out your phone to let Adrien know you were there. The front door was already opening when you glanced up, you expected to see Adrien stepping out, but instead you found Tom. He was trudging through the rain in a pair of sweats and a white tee, he hadn’t even bothered putting on shoes. He didn’t even make it halfway to your car before he was totally drenched. He looked like an idiot,  soggy idiot, but he still made your heart pound. He waltzed right up to your window and knocked, leaning down as you rolled down the window just a crack, attempting to keep yourself dry.

“What are you doing?” you frowned at him, “Don’t you own a jacket?”

“Saying hi,” he hummed, “Roll the window down.”

“Why?” you huffed, “It’s pouring, I’ll get soaked.”

He rolled his eyes, “No you won’t, it’ll only be for a minute.”

You shot him a dirty look as you rolled the window down, “There. Now what do you want?”

He shrugged, “Just thought I’d come to wish you luck, you know, break a leg and all that.”

“That’s theater,” you hummed in response.

“Yeah, so is this,” his eyes flicked over you, “Grace called me.”

Your eyes widened, “What about?”

“She said you were really upset, that you’d been crying all morning,” he frowned, “I just wanted to check on you. Cause you know, if you don’t want to go on this date or something you don’t have too. I’ll talk to Adrien for you if you want.”

“It’s not about that,” you snapped quickly. His eyes flickered to the front door and yours followed, Adrien was on his way out, “I want to go on the date.”

“Well what were you upset about then? Grace said you wouldn’t tell her,” he frowned at you.

“So what? She just called and told you I was crying and then hung up?” you raised a brow.

“No, she called about work, you just came up.”

“So you two were gossiping about me?” you glared at him.

“No, I just asked,” he blushed, “We haven’t talked all week so I just asked if you seemed excited. She said she couldn’t tell because you were crying all morning and when I asked why she said she didn’t know. I just wanted to make sure you’re okay,” he leaned into your car and spoke a bit quieter, “I mean it, if somethings wrong I’ll talk to him.”

Adrien knocked on your opposite window. You were surprised you were staying so composed. Your chest felt heavy, your heart was aching.

“I’m fine, just pmsing,” you unlocked the car door to let Adrien in.

Tom pursed his lips as Adrien entered the car. You greeted each other with smiles.

“Hey,” he grinned and peaked over at Tom, “Came to say hi Tom?”

He nodded and smiled playfully, “Yep, just making sure (y/n) knows to have you home by ten,” he teased.

“I’m sure I can manage,” you pursed your lips, “I’ll see you later.”

Tom’s eyes flicked between you and he nodded, “Yeah, you too. Have fun.”

You rolled up your window and Tom retreated to the house. You took a deep breath and turned to Adrien.

“Are you warm enough? I can turn up the heat,” you offered.

“I’m fine,” he smiled at you as he buckled in, “So what did Tom want?”

“He was just telling me to be careful,” you lied, “The roads get really slick when it hasn’t rained in a while.”

“Good, I was worried, it seemed really tense, and I know how Tom can be.”

You furrowed your brows, “What do you mean?”

“Well you know,” he shrugged, “He can just be a bit of a prick sometimes.”

Your lips pulled to a line and you turned to the road, “I guess.”

“I don’t mean anything by it,” he corrected himself quickly, “Tom’s my mate, he’s just got his moments you know?”

Sure you and Tom had your fights and issues, but it bugged you when someone else talked bad about him.

“I guess,” you repeated, “I think Tom’s really sweet, but it’s probably different living with him.”

He nodded, “Yeah, probably,” he bit his cheek and tried to move on, “You look really nice by the way, cozy.”

“Thanks,” you kept your eyes on the road, “I missed wearing sweaters and everything.”

“Me too, plus it’s a nice little break from the heat,” he hummed as you drove along, “Have you had the chance to eat here yet?”

“No, but I’ve heard it’s good. Have you been?”

He nodded, “Yeah, I just got some pad thai, but it was really good.”

“That’s good, hot food sounds great,” you were so glad the restaurant was close to his house.

When you pulled into the parking lot Adrien held the front door for you. You were seated right away, in a small two person booth in the back of the building. It was cramped, and louder than you would have liked.

“Too bad we can’t sit outside,” Adrien smiled apologetically from across the table.

“That’s alright,” you assured him, quickly turning to the menu.

You got a few minutes of silence as you read over the menu, but those were confiscated once the waiter returned to take your order. You fiddled with your hands in your lap as you tried to think of something to talk about, unfortunately your mind kept wandering elsewhere.

“So, have you heard back from any of your internships yet?” Adrien asked.

“No,” you couldn’t say why you lied, “I’m sure I will soon though.”

“Well they’ll probably all want you,” he chuckled, “Do you think you’ll keep working if you get one?”

“Probably not,” you licked your lips, “I guess it depends on how much they pay, but I’d like to just focus on that.”

“Makes sense,” he nodded in approval, “Don’t want to overwhelm yourself or anything.”

The conversation felt formal, too formal for a date. You tried to loosen yourself up, to relax and have fun, but something held you back. You just didn’t know Adrien that well, which was the point of going on a date, but still. You didn’t feel comfortable joking around or teasing him. It wasn’t like when you hung out with Tom, everything came easy with him.

“Adrien,” even his name felt formal, “What do you do for fun?”

You cringed at your own words, you sounded like you were interviewing him.

“Well I go out surfing sometimes, I like rock climbing, mountain biking, anything I can do with my friends really.”

You never knew he was so outdoorsy, or that he liked hanging out with others so much. He never seemed that social to you, he was always quiet, and wasn’t usually at events with you and your friends.

He continued on with his description of the rock climbing gym. It wasn’t that it wasn’t interesting, it sounded fun actually, but you just couldn’t focus. You were staring at his hair. It was cute, perfectly styled, he obviously put effort into his appearance. Tom always had this mop of messy brown curls that somehow never got frizzy, no matter how frequently he played with it. Half the time they were still wet from his latest surf session. When he got out of the water he loved to shake his head like a dog and flick water all over you.

“That’s cool,” you commented, “Rock climbing seems dangerous.”

“Well we just go at the gym. It’s right by your house actually, it’s really cool, they have this big…”

“... and there’s a slide at the top, so you can slide down once you reach the top,” Adrien finished with a smile.

Adrien had nice eyes, they were a striking, vibrant blue. As beautiful as they were, they had nothing on Tom’s eyes. Tom’s eyes were warm and inviting, a deep brown you could get lost in endlessly. They crinkled up when he laughed and widened whenever you told him a story. You loved Tom’s eyes, they made you feel at home.

You smiled back at him, “That sounds fun. Is it very hard?”

“Well it depends on the path you take, see they’re colored and the different colors are…”

Nothing beat his smile though. He always smiled with his whole face and laughed loudly at your jokes, even the bad ones. The best was in bed, when you’d lay on his chest and he’d laugh. The way his chest rumbled under you, the way he’d lean down to kiss your head afterwards. Everything about him made you feel good.

He set a mug in front of you and a cup in front of Adrien.

Tom had a voice like honey too. Sometimes cooing softly at you while you cried, sometimes whispering nasty things into your ear in the middle of a party. It was always sweet, always made you want to listen. Even when you were angry you could never tune out the sound of his sweet voice.

“I’ve got some tea for you,” the waiter interrupted your thoughts with a smile.

“I can’t believe you got ice tea,” you tried to tease.

Adriend hummed, “I can’t stand hot drinks.”

“Really? What about hot cocoa? Or coffee?”

He shook his head, “No, I can’t do it, it all just tastes burnt to me.”

You tried so hard to invest yourself in Adrien, but you struggled to pay attention. Not only was your mind set on wandering back to Tom, but you two were at odds about almost everything. Your taste in almost everything was opposite, music, foods, weather, the kinds of pets you liked. It wasn’t like those were deal breakers, or you couldn’t get along, you just couldn’t seem to connect on anything.

You loved hot drinks, hot cocoa in particular. Tom made great hot cocoa, you had no idea what he did to it, it was just always special when he made it.

“That’s funny,” you commented, though you sounded awfully monotone.

As sweet as Adrien was, he just wasn’t for you. The date dragged on and on as you ate, you resisted the urge to check the time again and again. When he offered to pay you insisted on splitting the check, not wanting to put him out for a date you didn’t like. You tried not to act excited as you got into the car and drove him home. You gave him a quick goodbye hug and celebrated the fact that he didn’t ask for another date. You couldn’t wait to get home and snuggle up with Grace, hopefully you could forget all about the awkward night.

Adrien waved to you as you drove off. He headed inside, hoping to go back to his room without another awkward run in. Unfortunately for him Tom was seated right in the middle of the couch, obviously waiting for him.

“You’re back early,” Tom sounded smug, he was almost smirking.

“Well we were just getting dinner,” he replied, “It doesn’t usually take that long.”

Tom shrugged, “I don’t know, (y/n) and I are just out for longer than that usually. I guess you don’t have as much to talk about though.”

All Adrien wanted was to wipe that stupid, smug look off his face.

“What do you want to hear Tom?” he glared at him, “That we hated each other? That it was awful? Did you want me to walk in here and tell you how I just think she’s bitchy and awful and I never want to see her again?”

Tom’s eyes widened before his face scrunched to a scowl, “No, if you call her a bitch I’m gonna put you in the fucking hospital.”

“You know that’s not what I said,” Adrien snapped, “I’m going to bed, and I’m not telling you shit about the date so don’t bother asking.”

Tom stood as Adrien tried to walk away, “Probably because it went awful huh?” he smirked again as he stepped towards him, “I told you you know? Told you it wouldn’t work out.”

“Why are you so obsessed with us?” Adrien spun to face him again.

“‘Us’?” Tom scoffed and rolled his eyes, “There’s no ‘us’, there’s you and then there’s her. There’s only an ‘us’ in you’re fucking dreams.”

“Obviously there is an us, we just went on a fucking date!” he stepped towards him, “You know what Tom? I think you’re just jealous.”

“Jealous?” Tom laughed, “Oh as if.”

“Oh please, it’s obvious! You’re jealous because she went on a date with me and not you,” Adrien jabbed his finger into his chest for emphasis.

Tom glared at him as Harrison stepped into the hallway, “What the hell are you two yelling about?” he glared at both of them.

“Nothing,” Tom shoved his hand away from him, “I was just congratulating Adrien for his shitty date.”

“Tom,” Harrison warned.

“No Harrison, he’s right, it was a shitty date,” Adrien agreed, “It was shitty and boring because you’re little fuck buddy is shitty and boring!”

Tom had swung at Adrien before anyone could even blink. His fist connected with Adrien’s cheek, making him recoil as Tom tackled him. Adrien swung back at him from the ground, making contact with his eye, but not managing to throw him off. They wrestled on the ground as Harrison ran for them.

“Tom get off!” Harrison barked at his friend as he yanked him off of Adrien.

“You heard what the fuck he said! He deserved it!” Tom glared as Adrien got off the ground.

Harrison stood between them, a hand on Tom’s chest to keep from trying to grab Adrien again, “Yeah it was douchey but that doesn’t mean you can hit him!” Harrison glanced back at Adrien, “And you! What the fuck is your problem! I don’t care how bad the date was or how much of a dick Tom’s being you don’t have any right to say that shit!”

Adrien’s cheeks darkened shamefully, “Yeah, whatever, I’m going to my room.”

Harrison nodded, “Yeah, that’s probably a good idea.”

“Better fucking stay in there,” Tom grumbled as he shoved Harrison’s hand off of him, “I’m going to the beach.”

Tom went stomping off to the garage and Adrien to his room. Harrison let out a deep breath and went to the kitchen for a beer. He tossed the bottle cap into the recycling and went back to his room. He fell onto his bed and reached for his phone. Hoping to prevent another fight he punched in your number.

It rang a few times before you picked up, “Hello?”

“Hey, sorry to bug you,” Harrison rubbed the back of his neck, “Do you have a minute?”

“Oh, sure,” he could hear you shuffling and Grace mumbling, “What’s up?”

“It’s about Tom,” he pursed his lips, you were silent, “And Adrien. They got into it after Adrien got home.”

“What do you mean?”

“They got into a fight,” he clarified, “Like Tom hit him.”

“What?!” you gasped, “What the hell happened?!”

“Well he hit Tom back,” he chuckled.

“Harrison!”

“Sorry. I broke them up,” he explained, “I don’t want to make you feel bad or something, but it was definitely about you. Tom’s barely said a word since he found out about the date. I’ve been trying to get him to talk about stuff but he doesn’t want to open up to me,” he sighed, “I don’t want to sound like a dick here, but whatever’s going on between you two, you really need to talk about it. I’m worried about him, and you.”

You were quiet for a minute. He heard you let out a sigh before you answered.

“I-I know,” you mumbled, “I know we need to talk. Thank you for telling me Haz. I’ll call him in the morning okay?”

He nodded, “Okay. Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” you promised, “Haz?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

“Aw,” he cooed, “You’re making me blush.”

“I mean it. I’m sorry you had to deal with… Well I’m sorry you had to break them up.”

“Ah don’t worry about it, you can just back me up next time I get into it with someone okay?” he joked.

You laughed, “Alright. I’ll talk to you later okay?”

“You too, and (y/n)?”

“Hmm?”

“I love you too.”

“Aw,” you cooed back at him, “Have a good night Haz.”

“Yeah, you too. Say goodnight to Gracie for me too okay?”

“I will,” you assured him before chiming once again, “Night.”

The line went dead and Harrison brought the bottle to his lips. He took a long drink and fell back into his bed.

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[warmaidensrevenge]

Tom is a fool in love

Tom Grant x Plus size reader

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

Warning: angst, cursing.

Part 2

Summary: Tom falls deeper in love with you. Winter holds many secrets.

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Tom spent the month mostly with you any chance he got. Watching movies, having dinners. He worked constantly. Much of the little time he had was spent with you. He always thought about you when he was working. Your smile. How your resting face would change when you saw him. How you moved so gracefully in the kitchen when you were working to feed the others. He couldn't remember smiling so much. You were this beautiful, kind angel. Filled with useless facts that he loved to hear. You were very quiet when it came to others. But with him you were this giggling mess. Oh how he loved to hear your laugh. As your friendship progressed he became more enthralled with you.

One day there was a moment. Tom had just washed up and was getting ready to head to a birthday party for Frank. When he went to your camper. He knocked but there was no answer. So he made his way to the cabins and asked for you. Finding out you were in the kitchen. So he went. He saw you mixing a batch of frosting. You were making a cake for Frank. But seems like you got a bit behind. You look flustered.

" Ello love."

You looked at him and your frown was immediately gone.

"Hey Thomas. I ummm I'm almost done. Sorry I'm late. It's just someone got burned today and I had to make sure they were ok."

" No it's fine. Uh do you need any help?"

" No that's ok. I got it. Thanks"

You turned to pipe the frosting and started to decorate the cake. Tom moved closer to see your work.

" Chocolate?"

You smiled. "Yeah it's his favorite. With chocolate buttercream frosting. It's a little to rich for me but he really has a sweet tooth."

" I love chocolate as well."

" Yeah?" You hand him the bowl that had a bit of leftover frosting.

Tom took it and started scooping the sides bringing his finger to his mouth.

"mmmm oh yeah. That's so fucking good."

You laughed and finished up. You stepped back to admire your work.

"Yeah I don't know if the cake will make it over to the party. That looks so delicious." Tom said and you looked over to him and laughed.

He had chocolate all over. Like he put his face in the bowl and licked.

"God Thomas. You are such a child."

Tom looked at you and pouted. You shook your head and grabbed a washcloth and started cleaning his face. Your soft hand cupped his chin to give your other hand some support. Making sure not to push down too hard. He was staring at you. He wanted to kiss you. His hand slid up to hold on to your hip. Fingers slightly dug into your jeans. You finally met his gaze and bit your lip. You ran your thumb across his bottom lip. His mouth slightly agape. Tom's breath quickened. He was about to pull you closer and lean when you pulled away to the sink. He watched as you washed your hands.

"Alright. Good to go." You said.

Tom nodded with a his lips pressed. He followed you out the kitchen and to the party.

That meant something right? You guys had a moment. But why did you pull away? Did you not like him? Where you not ready? Whatever it was Tom just stood quietly during the party with a drink in hand while watching you walk around talking to others.

...

Season came and Tom saw less and less of you. You worked everyday. Even the days you were suppose to have off, he always found you in that damn kitchen. You would always be too busy to chat for long. But he was happy that he got anytime at all. He was also so busy. But he went home every night falling asleep before you got home. And in the morning you were already gone. It's weird to say because he saw you every day. But he missed you terribly.

Season came and went. And Tom could not have been more excited. Now he could finally get back to seeing you. The days were getting shorter and the nights grew longer. The temperature dropped and all the campers where turned down for the winter. Those who stayed in campers stayed in the main lodge during winter. It would get too cold to stay in them.

Tom picked a room that was next to you. Just to be as close to you as he could. It was the day before Thanksgiving and he was going to wash up before heading to the dining hall. While he walked to his room he saw light coming out from under your door.

What where you doing there? You said you would be prepping for tomorrow. He was curious why you weren't preparing for supper as well. So he knocked. You opened the door and Tom saw the used Kleenex on your bed and what looked like a photo album. Your eyes blood shot, nose slightly red.

" Hey Thomas what's up?" Your voice was horse. And you took a step back from the door to allow him to come in.

" I saw the light. You a'right?" He said while closing the door behind him. He cupped your face and held onto your waist.

You grabbed his wrist that was by your face. And looked down." I'm ok. I'll be fine. Don't worry."

He lifted your chin to meet his gaze.

" What's wrong love?"

"It's- It would have been our fourth wedding anniversary."

He could tell you were fighting back your tears. Not wanting to cry in front of him. Or anyone as a matter of fact. So he just pulled you in and held you. What else could he do?

After a bit you pulled him to the bed and showed him pictures of you and your late husband. It hurt him to say the least. He was jealous that someone else made you that happy. But then he immediately felt awful. Both of you had a life outside this place. He couldn't be upset that you weren't married to him. But he did wish he could have met you before.

"You know it's not like I don't know he's not coming back" you were looking at a selfie of you two. "I spent 2 years learning how to live without him. To grieve. It's just sometimes its like this wave that washes over me knocking me down and when I get up and think I'm ok, another crashes over me again. I miss him. He was my best friend. The only person I opened up to like this. And I keep waiting for the day where this gets better you know. But I keep asking why am I not better yet? Its been so long. Haven't I cried enough? What else is it gonna take? I already forgot how his voice sounded. And if it weren't for these pictures. I'm sure I would start forgetting his face too."

There was a moment of silence before he spoke.

"Y/n. I don't know what to say. All I know is you never get over loss. You only learn to live with it. I wish I could carry some of the weight for you. And I'm sorry your hurting. But if you need me, I will be here."

You put the album to the side and face Tom "Thank you" you said before hugging him.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and Tom hugged your waist. He breathed you in. He knew this wasn't the appropriate time to do this. But he's never been this close to you before. Your large bosom pressed firmly against his chest. Your hot breathe against his ear. God he wanted you. But definitely not like this.

You had pulled away just a bit and looked into his eyes. And you leaned and so did he. A small gasp left your mouth and you pulled away.

" i-i I'm sorry. I was umm aiming for your cheek. Crap. I'm so sorry." You were so flustered.

" "No no I'm sorry I was uhh going for your cheek too." But Tom wasn't. Seeing you freak out didn't feel too good.

After a moment you started to laughed. Tom realize that you guys were still holding onto each other. And your laugh made him laugh. You hugged him again. But pulled away after a few seconds.

" Thomas Man you're ripe."

He lifted his arm to sniff it. You were right it was bad. He looked at you and grinned.

"Thomas no. Don't you dare." You couldn't help from smiling and that gave him the go ahead

Tom tackled you shoving his pits in your face and started to tickle.

" Oh god! Stop it! Thomas please" you begged through a fit of giggles

But it was your small snort that made Tom stop to look at you. You had already covered your nose and mouth.

" Sorry. I-I don't normally do that." Your words came out a bit muffled behind your hands

" Don't be sorry. It's cute."

" Oh please. It is not...But thanks for trying."

Tom looked into your eyes. You bit your lip and he want to suck on it. But you cleared your throat and he got off.

" I uhh better go and shower then."

You nodded and as he left he looked back.

" y/n I mean it. If you need me-"

" I'll find you." You said cutting him off.

"Goodnight love."

" Night"

All Tom could think about the moment he stepped out into the hall was your lips. He got to kiss you. On accident but a kiss is a kiss.

...

The holidays were slow. Not many guest came. There was a Christmas party coming up a bit earlier than normal. The theme secret Santa. Tom really wanted to pick your name but just his luck he got Lisa. An older woman that reeked of mentol cigarettes. He got her 3 cartons of her favorite brand. And a bottle of wine. It was 2 weeks before Christmas and everyone was in the lobby. It was only 9 of you now. Everyone was laughing, eating and drinking. You had made a feast. After everyone was full and buzzed it was time for the presents.

"Ok everyone remember this is secret Santa so do not tell who gave what."

You sat next to Tom and watched happily as everyone got their gifts.

Tom watched you open yours. You had gotten a large portrait of your family. You were so happy that you teared up. But you immediately shook your head to push the feeling away. You thanked everyone since you didn't know who gave it to you.

Frank handed Tom his gift. It was a envelope. When he opened it his eyes widen. It was a first class round trip home dated 2 days before Christmas. He looked around to see if he could find out who gave it to him. He looked at you first but you were looked at your portrait. It couldn't have been you, you would have told him.

" So what is it Thomas?" You asked.

He showed you. And you had the biggest smile.

" I can't go. You guys need me here."

" Please it's only for the holiday. I'm sure we can survive without you for a few days." You said.

You noticed his apprehension. " Hey Frank. Is it cool that Thomas goes home for Christmas?"

" uhh duh. Go see your family son"

"See. Now go call your mom. Tell her you'll be home for Christmas." You smiled at him

He was so happy. He practically ran to the phone. While he was on the line he kept looking over to you.

" Hey mum I'm gonna bring someone."

"Tom you have a girlfriend and you didn't tell me."

"no mum she's just a friend."

He hung up happier than before. He went to find Frank.

" hey umm how bad do you need y/n around for Christmas?"

" uhh why?"

" She's been wanting to go to London and what better time to go. And she can go with someone who knows their way around."

Frank smiled. " It should be fine. Just bring her back safe ok."

He agreed and went to you.

" hey y/n can you come to my room for a second I have a gift for you."

You guys walked back to his room. You sat in bed and watched him close the door.

" you know we were supposed to get only one gift right?"

" I know but I just got yours right now."

You were confused.

"So your going to London. With me. And before you say you can't, I already talked to Frank. He said it's ok."

" umm do you know how much it cost to get a ticket right now?"

" don't worry about that. I have a plan. I'm going to change this first class ticket for 2 coache ones."

"No Thomas. Remember when you told me you hated coache."

" No it's fine. We will get ones next to each other. And it will be fun."

"No. That's your present. Frank will be pissed if you exchange his gift."

" Stop it. You are coming. And that's final!"

After a few more protests you agreed.

" But I do have one request. I get the window seat."

You laughed and nodded

...

"Ready?" He asked as you guys stood outside his family home.

You were so excited. "Yes"

You guys went in. The smell of food was incredible.

" Mum?"

" Tommy! Oh sweetheart" his mom came and hugged him. Practically lifting him off his feet.

" where's pa?"

" He's working love. But he will be here for supper."

Tom nodded. " Mum this is y/n"

" Hi. It's nice to finally meet you. Thank you so much for have me. Thomas told me so much about you." You said holding out your hand.

But Tom's mom pushed your hand aside and gave you a big hug.

" welcome love. I've heard so much about ya as well."

" Good things I hope."

" oh yes my Tommy fancies you."

You laughed and Tom gave his mother a look of please shut up.

" ya must be tired. Won't ya wash up and take a nap." Tom's mother said pointing upstairs. " The first door on the left is your room and the second door on the right is the Loo. I want to talk to my boy for a minute before he joins you."

You nodded and left.

Tom waited until he heard the door shut.

"mum! Why did you say that?! She doesn't know that I like her."

"Are you sure about that? Why would she agree to come all this way here with you instead of going home? Besides she's not wearing her ring anymore."

" What she wasn't?"

" Common Tommy you really need to start paying more attention to her if you love her."

"I don't"

"Mum!"

" don't lie to your mum. You have never brought a girl here besides Ruth. And that's a good thing. She doesn't seem anything like her. She most definitely doesn't look like that stick."

" What? I don't have an issue with her weight. Have you seen me? She's beautiful Tommy. And she seems real good for ya. Now shut it. She's waitin' on ya"

Tom watched his mother go back to the kitchen. You weren't wearing you ring anymore....

After a lovely Christmas you guys said your goodbyes and went home. Tom's mum made you a scarf. You weren't expecting anything and you absolutely loved it.

...

Finally settled in your rooms you took a nap. And Tom went to find Frank.

" Hey welcome back. Did you have a nice time?"

"Yes it was absolutely amazing. I uhh wanted to thank you for the gift. It really meant a lot to me."

" What are you talking about?" Frank asked with confusion in his voice.

" The plane ticket. I know we weren't suppose to know who got who what. But y/n said you would be upset if I exchanged them."

" uhh son I didn't give you the ticket. Y/n did." Frank said with a smile. "She switched with me to be your secret Santa"

" Bloody hell"

" Common son. Do you think any of us could afford a first class ticket out the country so close to Christmas? You know how much we make."

" Yeah. But how did y/n afford it? She makes as much as we do."

" Son she's loaded. Her husband left her a lot. Even a house."

" Then why is she here?"

" That Tom I don't know. I think she just likes to work."

Tom stood there dumfounded. He hadn't known you as well as he thought. But he decided that was definitely going to change.

...

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[mehphoobia]

FERAL Chapter 1 - You only, for him.

Pairing- Tom Holland! dragon x Reader! human

Warnings:- Language

Summary:-The only thing he could hear in his head, when he first smelt you and every day for the next whole month was, “MINE, YOU’RE MINE.”

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"WHAT!?"

Brian's white satin shirt was almost stained with a nice coffee stain which you almost choked out upon the question. What a morning. Outstanding.

"Yep, we're a little short on hands after Amelia's leave so" he left the sentence incomplete for you to understand it but soon continued in his defense, "the position can not be offered to just anyone even if its for a couple of days so ple-"

"what makes me so special?" you interrogated in hopes if you could get some answers as to why do you always get so weak in your knees and heart when you even go closer to the lift let alone the the 10th floor.

"Well Amelia wouldn't just anyone with her job as I said even if its for a couple of days." Brian said.

Of course. Honestly Brian would have never guessed he'd have to convince someone for that position that desperately. His thoughts were interrupted when you said,

"Yes, I'll do it"

The alarm clock had its own concert in the morning, but it stopped after being slapped to the ground. "Good riddance" you thought. Your back curled as you tried to wake up and sat on your bed staring at the wall. What a normal morning. ha! you wish.

After freshening up and taking a bath you moved to the dressing table for your skin care routine. Not long after you were done and raced towards the kitchen to see Olivia munching her cereal.

"You'll get sick you know, do you realize how much sugar it has?" you said on passing her by and patting her head. "Not everyone can cook like you, you know especially not in the morning ahhhh why can't it be night every time."

"Then how will the sun shine?" you passed her toast and juice to fill her up with actual food. She whined but enjoyed the meal nevertheless. Olivia never had such care taken of her. Your mom sending her bath bombs and your dad sending you guys food which would last you for seven generations. She never spoke much about her past and the long scar on her left hand all the way to her shoulders never gave you the guts to ask about it. But if you ever had a sibling, its nice to look at how she would have looked and how you guys would've been together.

You smiled at her childish grin while she ate, so cute. The morning went by peacefully until you met Brian in the café while waiting for yours's and Amelia's coffee. He told you she had taken a month long leave and dropped the bomb.

The fact that Brian found you trustworthy enough after meeting you for the first time was amazing and something you never guessed. But that pull you keep feeling someone you never knew will keep distracting you from your work and you couldn't have it. Do your work well or don't do it all; that was your moto.

So you agreed. Still hesitant but you did.

"Hello?" you asked on the phone.

"Yes, Y/N." you were lucky she answered. "Um Hi, are you okay? How are you?" Amelia wasn't one of those people who would take leaves for no good reason.

"Yeah I'm okay. I'm sorry I couldn't call you, I was just a little....occupied" the last part was stretched out.

"Oh okay its alright, but may I ask you something?" you were little embarrassed with your question. "Why you? Why are you covering for me? that's what you wanna ask right?" she guessed your question long before you could even ask.

"Look Y/N, I am usually never wrong about anyone let alone their personality so don't worry. Take up this chance well and prove yourself. Also we couldn't trust anyone enough" she was smiling on the other side of the call.

"than- wait a minute 'we'?" your eyebrows scrunched in doubt. You heard a couple of people quarreling and a few face palms. "Yeah me and Brian kiddo" she spoke in hurry.

yeah of course duh!

"Well thanks Amelia, I won't keep you long now. Bye" you concluded. "Good night"

"We were almost made out huh?" Brian spoke after a long deliberation and wait. "Yeah no shit, dumbfuck" Amelia threw a cushion at him.

They both chuckled.

"We'll have to be careful though" Tom said, alert on caution. "Yeah we can't have your mate run away now can we?" Amelia joked accompanied with Brian's laughter.

"Yeah no shit, dumb bitch. You almost scared her off the first day itself." Tom back answered. "You said intimidating" she grunted.

All three of them started to throw cushions at each other.

"Oh by the way, the council called." Brian informed.

"About the WIND? They have been meddling a lot haven't they?" Tom enquired. "Yeah, but they're taken care of, don't worry. I'll keep them in check" Amelia smirked.

"We know you will." Brian and Tom spoke together.

The three of them have been together and best of friends since they could remember. The council realized the importance of Amelia's and Brian's in Tom that he was supposed to be the next clan leader. Any disturbances were taken care of even before they were bought up in front of the council.

No one dared to challenge the alpha.

He was the leader even before he was crowned, for the people. When he said something, every one listened and followed.

But the only person, who could get him on his knees and make him go feral was you.

You wouldn't be able to concentrate in your work and he wouldn't be able to stop himself from going near you. Staying away was his only concern. He couldn't make himself being seen, not at least till you were safe.

After talking to Amelia, comfort and sleep took you in. You slept peacefully waiting for tomorrow and Tom slept thinking about you and how he had to keep you safe.

The two of you slept peacefully unknown of the mysteries and plans the rival clan, THE WIND was cooking up. But all that mattered right now was you

You only, for him.

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A/N- Hey guys, chapter 1's up and running. Hope you like it. Let me know what you guys think about it.

Chapter 2 teaser would be up probably today or tomorrow. So stay tuned.

Love yourself...no matter what 🤍🤍

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[pparkermedia]

VOID - TOM HOLLAND SMAU

☯ part one: the injection

☯ summary: „even the devil was once an angel.“ the highest degree of evil is known as the devil, and he was the most beautiful angel in all of heaven before he fell.

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[wild-lavender-rose]

Oooooo ok! How about a Branson drabble with “Take off your shirt. Don’t give me that look.” And either option a. “What was that? You winced.” Or option b. “Whose blood is that?” Thank you! 💜

Of course, anon! I had so much fun writing this, I love Branson dearly <3

     “I told you, I’m fine.” Branson grimaced as you pushed him into your cozy little kitchen.

    “Bloody men, all the same.” You gestured for him to sit at the table and went to gather the necessary equipment. “Stubborn as hell fire. You may have been able to hide that wound from the family, but not from me. Why did you say you’d come help me when you’re wounded?”  

    “Well who else was going to help?” Branson cringed as he lowered himself into a chair. “Daft woman like yourself, thinking she can get up on a roof and fix it without any help.”

    “Are you implying that a woman can’t do things on her own?” You gave him a look. “Take off your shirt.”

    “Don’t give me that look. You know better than anyone that even a man couldn’t do it on their own.” Branson fumbled with the button on his shirt, the pain on his face growing worse.

    Your annoyance vanished. “Here,” you pulled out another chair and sat across from him, brushing his fingers aside to unbutton his shirt yourself.

    Branson looked up at you, his own irritation seeming to lessen. The clock on the mantle ticked quietly in the background, intermingling with the crackle of the fire in the fireplace. “How many times did you fall?” He asked.

    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You eased Tom’s shirt over his head, exposing his bare chest and the crudely bandaged wound on his shoulder. How on earth had he gotten an injury such as this?

    “Whose blood is that?” Branson reached out to touch a small patch of red staining the sleeve right at the elbow.

    You winced and pulled away, concealing it by reaching for the alcohol and the bandages. “It’s just a scratch.”

    “You’ll let me take a look at it after you’re done then.”

    A faint blush rose to your face, the kind that always came when Branson tried to take care of you. “If it’ll make you happy.” You whispered.

    “Very.” He replied.

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[clementexix]

His Weakness

Tom was sitting with his usual gesture, hands kept working on some kinds of dark art projects until his minions reported him the result of the ambush given 3 days ago. Another failure, Riddle hissed under his breath, tried not to break his composure as it was the third one this month. Recently, this had become a displeasure to him since he was proud of his army. Everywhere they went, there would be a victory, not a defeat. The young Dark Lord wondered what made the Ministry of Magic become stronger lately but soon your name blurted out from their mouth, his hand stopped in his tracks and his face darkened. It seemed like the young British man was stunned and deep in thoughts. His facial expressions were indescribable as the short-curly-haired man pleaded ignorance whether he should be furious or not. He told them to get out before giving them a chance to observe his vulnerable side. You had always been his weakness since he knew he fell hard for you but, being the most powerful man did not allow him to grow this disgusting affection for such a girl who was completely opposite to him. If you were light, Tom was darkness. If you were sunny days, he was rainy nights. And if you were loved by all, he was feared by those that adored you. However, this did not stop him from secretly longing for you for years. Though his words were brutal, his gaze lied. The young Dark Lord actually cared for you, his one and only love, even when you were on the side of those filthy muggles, even when you were against him.

An annoying voice pulled him out of thoughts. A few Death Eaters suggested getting rid of you since they acknowledged you as a real threat to their purposes. Little did they know their lives were on the brink of death. As soon as hearing theie common opinions, one of those who came up with the idea were shot the Cruciatus Curse by their Lord, which appallingly silenced the whole room. 

"Next time, it will be my favorite spell so watch you all mouth."

No one dared to stutter a word. They were frightened at the scene, several were outraged because the honor Lord they were worshiping just protected their enemy; yet, they were too foolish to realize you were his only exception. Solely those Death Eaters who attended Hogwarts with him knew this bitter fact, but they could not do anything either. They could only bear in mind that as long as it was not you, nobody would be able to stop them from ruling the whole world. 

As long as it was not you, Tom would get rid of those trying to get in his way. Except you.

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[ourgoddessathena]

i've been reading too much tom holland x y/n these days that i'm forget that tom is daya's boyfriend not mine 💀

#but shit no i'm not kidding #i just scrolled my tl then i saw daya's post abt tom's birthday and i'm like ???? #i was like what the hell he's my bf #then i was like shit right it was just au not real life #💀💀💀 #i'm mcfucking embarassed rn 💀💀💀 #someone please don't let me open my tumblr again or i won't realize that i'm actually single lol #tom x y/n #tom holland x y/n #tom holland #tomdaya #happy birthday tom holland

[nobodybutapathetic]

Wait- Isn’t It Supposed To Be The Teacher? (!SPECIAL!)

Pairing: Tom Felton x Y/N Warning: Slight language usage Summary: You were just at school, doing your casual things until the principal called you and, something unexpected happens..

A/N: This was based on my dream that I had today. I was so happy to have this dream (I will change it a bit on this imagine) since today I had the most difficult exam ever. It really calmed my mind. Anyways, love you all! (Thank you so much @slytherinqueenrose for telling me to do this. At first, I was embarrassed to write something like this based on any of my dreams but, you convinced me to. Love you so much dear.)

(FIRST PERSPECTIVE)

I was just sketching, doing literally something that’ll cure my boredom.

I was at class, well, English class. It’s okay but, essays? Never gonna be on my yes list.

I sighed, looking at the window next to me. The sky was so dark, clouds all together, meaning it would rain.

Honestly, I was assigned to sit next to the window. Rain isn’t bad but, whenever it does rain, the water would most likely go to my hair. So, I always had to use the toilet or either bring extra clothes just in case.

“Y/N, got anything to say?” My teacher asked with a brow raised. All the students then looked at me when the teacher talked.

I’m so fucking annoyed by these eyes. Like, am I the eye candy to them? As if.

“Um. I must say, you must’ve chosen the wrong person. I have nothing to say.” I said, hoping she’d skip to ask another one of my classmates.

“Perhaps you weren’t paying ATTENTION in class. How many times do I have to say stay focused!?” My teacher yelled. I’m so tired of these ongoing days where I have to suffer hearing lots of complaints.

“We’ll see about that.” I mumbled and she just sighed.

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A few minutes passed then, the class bell rang. It was the most beautiful sound I have ever heard in my whole entire life. I mean, who wouldn’t like the sound of the bell? Well, probably because of how much LOUD it is that it’ll make our ears bleed but, the meaning counts!

I decided to stay inside class since it’s break period now and, suddenly, the Vice principal came inside. He looked like he was confused or in a hurry but, I didn’t mind at all.

He then came up to me, me being scared but calm in front of him.

“Y/N, I want you to go to the canteen right away! Now! While there’s still time!” He grabbed me, pushing my sketchbook and pencils to the ground.

“While there’s still ti-“ I was about to ask before the principal cut me off.

“No talking! Just hurry up and go!” He pushed me outside the door, me confused but, I ran anyway.

My canteen isn’t exactly the canteen you’d expect. We had to buy our food outside. Which is considered as the canteen. But as my surprise, it was raining! Fuck it was heavy.

The sky is dark indigo blue. It’s almost as blue as a blueberry.

“Y/N, come on!” My friend yelled, still running but then taking the lead.

“Wait- WHAT’S HAPPENING?!” I yelled.

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(THIRD PERSPECTIVE)

The sight of students running. Will they all disappear. Probably they will. As for Y/N, she’d probably be safe. But how would anyone know if she will? The running doesn’t stop at all. Plus, it’s raining. Anyone could slip off to their death.

Y/N kept running and running and RUNNING. She doesn’t even know what was happening. Poor thing. Although, once she reached the end of the canteen, her friends were only there. Well, some of them.

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(BACK TO FIRST PERSPECTIVE)

“There’s literally no one here!” I yelled, really worried.

“I know. Not even the principal. We must go and start searching for them.” My friend suggested which I nodded at.

We both ran outside the school, hoping that we’d find someone but, seems like our expectations were really that high.

“Have you seen anyone yet?” My friend asked, panting.

“No. You?” I asked back.

“Bad luck.” She frowned. I suddenly heard a beep sound coming from my phone which was really unusual.

“What are you waiting for? Check it out!” My friend grabbed my phone from my jacket pocket.

“Alright alright! Jeez..” As soon as I took my phone and checked the text, my eyes widened.

“What happened to you? Did someone break your phone or something? If so, don’t blame it on me! It’s your problem.” My friend huffed until I shook her to check the text as well.

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Vice Principal: Greetings to all students of Y/S (Your School). A very good afternoon to you all. We are sorry for the late inconvenience and that we are delaying the face to face interaction at school and start doing it online. We all humbly request you to join at around 5:40 exact and your assigned teacher will be waiting for you as you start joining. Thank you all for your cooperation.

Warm regards, Vice principal Vincent.

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“WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!” My friend yelled. I immediately covered her mouth with my hand.

“Well, they could’ve informed directly rather than texting because I swear this just wasted our time with running. Besides, it’s literally 4:30 right now and I don’t know if we’ll make it on time.” I told, she just clicked her tongue and removed my hand from her mouth.

“Y/N! We’re literally in front of a barn now and, I don’t even know what we’re doing in front of its entrance!” My friend said, I just rolled my eyes at her.

“Seriously, I told you that we have to just go back to our homes like nothing ever happened, okay? Well, maybe not the FACT THAT THEY LEFT US WITH SOME OF OUR FRIENDS. Yet, we have to accept it.” I said, patting her back before leaving.

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I prepared my laptop and stationeries for the assigned subject. I sound like a whole entire nerd but, hey. I just wanna be seen good this time.

“You can do this, Y/N.” I gave a quick pep talk to myself then joined the classroom.

Everyone wasn’t there. Well.. Except for me and.. TOM FELTON?!

My heart was pounding. I swear to god, I’ve been having a crush on him for the past few years and, I didn’t seem to not be surprised at the moment. I feel like my face is a total tomato right now.

He seemed not to notice me since he was looking at a paper. His blonde hair was so fluffy and kinda messy, his eyes can’t be ignored even if he wears his glasses. He also had Willow next to him!

Suddenly, my friends joined and he looked at the students then smiled. Hate to say but, I felt kinda jealous that he noticed them rather than noticing me but, I don’t wanna be a pick me girl right now.

But anyways, let’s just try not to ignore the fact that HIS SMILE IS THE MOST PRECIOUS THING EVER EXISTED.

Though, my friends seemed to freak out as well. Their faces were HELLA red.

“Wait- isn’t it supposed to be the teacher?-“ I asked. God I didn’t even know I had the guts to ask that stupid question!

“Well, you probably got the wrong code or you’re in the wrong server.” He said.

“What are your names anyways?” He asked.

“I’m Y/N and these are Y/F 1, Y/F 2 and Y/F 3. You must be Tom Felton, yes?” I said, trying so hard not to squeal.

“Nice names. And, you’re really a good guesser.” He winked. I AM DYING-

“How’d you even get inside and get the code anyway?” He asked

“The vice principle sent the code that he probably guessed. He sent it to everyone. Well- probably not everyone but us.” I said, he hummed.

“Why are you even on google meet?” I asked.

“I decided to join random servers to surprise people but instead, I accidentally made a server.” He said, whilst cleaning his glasses.

“I see..” I said.

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We spent the past few hours talking about our lives and other things. Then, my friends left except for me since Tom told me to stay for a bit.

“So um.. You told me you excelled in Y/FS (your favorite subject) am I right?” He asked, while holding up Willow.

“Yes. Yes I did. It’s quite easy to be honest but for the rest, well, it’s hard to explain..” I said, flustered.

“Understandable.” He smiled.

“I have to go now. Well, may fate make us meet again? And, if you wanna chat, you can either go to my social medias and text me there. Make sure your username is the same as your name, ‘ight?” He smiled once again but this time, it was filled with joy.

“Yeah uhm. Sure. Goodbye!” I waved until the meeting was ended.

I sighed. Today was a good day yeah but, I wonder when we’ll meet.

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