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Can I Be Her || Tom Holland Oneshot (Alternate Ending)

Request: Anonymous asked: Can I please get an imagine where the reader is best friends with Tom and Harrison but loves Tom. The reader is witnessing Tom fall in love with Zendaya and tries to forget about Tom but can’t. In the end, Tom ends up having a serious relationship with Zendaya and Tom and the reader fall apart. You can decide the end but I want it to be a sad ending. I’m sorry if it’s complicated or just plain stupid. Thank you.

Warnings: Sad, happy ending!

Word Count: 1,655

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

A/N: Enjoy! Only difference is the ending lol. This is not part two by the way!

~Masterlist~


You didn’t think this would happen. You were falling for Tom, hard. At first you thought nothing of it, but once you got to know him, the real him, you were in a trance. You developed a love for Tom, it was completely indescribable. You never told anyone, not even Harrison, knowing he’d never keep his mouth shut. He’d spill everything to Tom, and you couldn’t bare let your affection for him to get in the way of your friendship.

Tom was special. He was charming, kind, confident. He had lots of good qualities and a great personality. Who wouldn’t fall for him. Tom also seemed to be paired with Zendaya a lot lately. In magazines and articles, reporter kept saying how they were a thing. Those two hit it off from the very start. They created a very close friendship. You felt a little jealous because you felt that she had more to offer to Tom. And you happened to consider yourself a decent person, but it would never be enough for Tom. But you reminded yourself that you had nothing to worry about or so you thought.

“Hey Y/N Zendaya invited us to her house would you like to join us?” You looked up to meet his brown eyes. He was showing the most heartwarming smile.

“Um…Sure who’s all going to be there?” You slowly stood up from his couch.

“Everyone! Jacob, Harrison, Laura, the whole gang” He smiled brightly at you.

“Great. Let’s go then” You gestured to the door.

“Ladies first” You teased.

He playfully rolled his eyes but walked ahead of you.

The ride to her house was a comfortable silence, but felt as though someone should have spoken up first.

“We’re here” Tom unbuckled his seat belt and didn’t bother to wait for you, already practically in the enormous house. Another thing you couldn’t show off.

You knocked on her front door. Unlike Tom who just burst in, you knocked like the well mannered girl your parents raised you to be. Not a second later the door swung open to reveal a happy Zendaya.

“Y/N the door was open silly. Come on in!” She chuckled softly.

You walked in and were greeted by everyone. A few “Hey’s” and “Where were yous” were thrown your way.

“Oh I was…outside” You pointed your thumb behind you.

“Doing what?” Jacob spoke up.

“Getting left behind” You mumbled. Thankfully no one heard you.

“What was that?” Harrison looked confused.

“Uh nothing. So what’re we doing?” You clasped your hands together.

“We could swim in the pool out back” Zendaya suggested.

“Yeah!”

I’m down”

“Let’s go”

“I’m in”

“I’d love to but I’m not in the proper swim-wear” You gestured to your jeans and t-shirt.

“I think I may have something for you to wear Y/N, come on” Zendaya grabbed your hand and dragged you to her bedroom.

You saw her rummaged threw her stuff.

“Ah ha. Here you go. The bathrooms down the hall to your left” She smiled at you sweetly.

Why did she have to be so nice. It was seriously impossible to hate her. There wasn’t anything bad you could say about her.

You quickly changed into the bikini top and bottoms. You gazed at your reflection picking out all your flaws. The bikini didn’t do you as justice like it did on Zendaya. Whereas she was skinny and tall, you were curvy, not that it was a bad thing, but always had a problem with your image. You couldn’t compete with her.

By the time you arrived outside everyone was doing their own thing. Tom and the boys were playing a game with a football, while Zendaya and Laura were tanning on chairs. You found yourself deep in thought thinking how did you fit in with these people. They were well-known and popular in life whereas the guy at Starbucks couldn’t even get your name correct. How did you managed to get yourself involved with them.

As months went by you slowly started seeing a change in Tom. He was always hanging out with Zendaya more often than usual, practically blowing off your hangouts to spend time with her. You were losing him, and fast. Your chance of ever being with him was starting to become a long-shot, and if you didn’t make a move he would be a goner. He’d be with Zendaya.

“Harrison I don’t think this is such a good idea” You protested. You finally gave in and told Harrison about your feelings for Tom. Since he was his best friend, Harrison suggested that you’d just tell Tom how you felt, that way you could see if he felt the same way.

“No don’t do that. You’re not backing out of this now” He shook his head.

“But what if he doesn’t like me” You stared at your feet.

“Your his best friend, you two have a wonder friendship, there’s no way he could reject you” He placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

“Okay” You sighed.

“You got this” He gave a slight push to his trailer.

“I got this” You recited back to yourself until you reached his door.

You mentally prepared yourself for better or for worse. You knocked slightly on his door but got no response. Strange he just finished shooting today. You thought. You tried again but got no answer. You opted for option two. You tried opening his door. It opened immediately granting you access inside his trailer. You cautiously stepped in looking around and not finding him anywhere. You checked the last place you knew for sure that you’d find him. You walked up to his bedroom and heard music coming from the room. You grew curiously and turned the knob, which you now regret doing so.

You gaped at the sight of Tom and Zendaya in a full out make out session. You gasped which finally got both of their attention. Tom noticed you first and his eyes bulged out widely from their sockets. He pulled away from Zendaya.

“Y-Y/N?!”

“I-It’s not what it looks like!” He flailed his arms in a “no” motion.

“He’s right Y/N” Zendaya pitched in.

“Really?!” You looked at him incredulously shocked. “I can’t do do this right now…” You whispered. You exited his trailer with fast paced steps.

“Y/N!” You heard Tom shout after you. You ignored him and continued walking to your car.

“Y/N stop!” Tom got a hold of your forearm preventing you from going any farther.

“Let. Go. Of. Me!” You said sternly.

“No not until you tell me what’s wrong!”.

“Oh now you care?!” You scoffed.

“Of course I care. I’m your best friend” He looked stunned.

“You haven’t exactly been acting like one” You mumbled averting your gaze any else.

“What?” He asked.

“You heard me” You pulled your arm out of his grip

“Why are you being like this?!” He raised his voice.

“Because she took you from me!” You cried out.

“Who? Zendaya? She hasn’t taken me from anybody Y/N, I’m not her property!” He shook his head. “I’m no ones property”

“She took what we had” You whispered.

“What we had? What’re you going on about?”

“You two became closer and started hanging out more. You kept ditching me for her. I lost you to her” You sniffled.

“You didn’t lose me Y/N” He hugged you.

“I think I already have…” Your voice was muffled by his shirt.

“What makes you think that?” He looked down at you.

You averted your eyes.

“Y/N?” 

You finally looked him in the eye and let it all out. “I fell for you Tom. I fell in too deep. I wanted to deny it, but I always kept coming back to you. Then you got closer to Zendaya, and I blew my chance. And when I saw you kissing her I j-just couldn’t watch”. You didn’t realize you shed a few tears through your confession.

“Y/N-” He started.

“No it’s okay. You don’t have to say anything. I get it. You love her. She’s the perfect girl for you. You deserve someone as great as her Tom” You faked the best smile you could muster.

“Y/N it’s not what-”.

You cut him off. “No I get it you clearly-”.

Tom grabbed your cheeks pulling you in for a harsh kiss cutting off your sentence before you could finish.

“Shut up” He said against your lips. 

You were taken back still trying to process what just happened. You could only nod.

“If you’d just let me talk, then you would know that we were practicing for a scene” He looked at you.

“A w-what?” You whispered.

“My character Peter and her character Michelle have a kissing scene. Zendaya asked if we could rehearse so it wouldn’t be awkward on set”. 

“Oh” Was all you could muster. You felt incredibly embarrassed. You made a big deal over something so small.

“I’m such an idiot!” You turned away from him.

“Hey you didn’t know” Tom caressed your arm.

“I don’t whether to feel relieved or slap you” You quirked a brow at him.

“I’d go for the first option” He put his hands in surrender.

“I’m sorry” You looked up at him.

“It’s okay…So you really fell for me?” He turned serious.

“Umm. Look Tom I didn’t mean to blurt all that out. I never wanted our friendship to get ruined”.

“And it never will love. I love you as well” He leaned forward kissing your forehead.

“You mean that?” You smiled a bit.

“I only have my eyes set out for one girl, and that girl will always be you”.

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The Girl from Around the Block-Lip Gallagher Imagine

Requested: No

Warnings: some sensuality and language (Shameless imagine, don’t be surprised)

Originally posted by adventuresofjulia

  Lip didn’t have many strictly platonic friendships with other girls. In fact, he never considered he was capable of having a relationship with a female that didn’t involve them screwing into oblivion. But Y/N Y/L/N was different. For one thing, they’ve known each other since they were two years old, when Fiona and Hailey, Y/N’s older sister, arranged a play date for the two of them. They bonded over a love of Legos and had been friends ever since. He helped her with homework and she helped him get out of trouble when trying to persuade him from getting into it failed. He taught her how to smoke and she taught him how to play the piano. They were perfect for each other but neither of them would admit it.

  “Come on, Lip, you’re telling me that you’ve never thought of asking Y/N out?” Ian asked.

  They were smoking on their porch in the hot Chicago summer. Ian had the day off from work and Lip was still thinking up his latest scheme to make money fast.

   “Y/N’s like a sister to me, you know. You don’t f—k your sister,” Lip said. “We aren’t royalty or anything.”

   Ian laughed. “Well, I’m pretty sure Y/N’s thought of f—cking you, you can see it in her eyes.”

   “Shut up.” Lip smacked Ian in the chest, making the ginger laugh.

   “Oh, that hurt so bad. Can’t you hit harder, pussy?”

   And that led to them wrestling jokingly, making Debbie roll her eyes inside and Carl begin cheering them on. Once they stopped (ie: when Ian pinned Lip down in their front yard), Lip sighed.

   “For the record, I let you win.”

   “Yeah, whatever.” Ian’s smile disappeared and he looked serious. “So, you’d really never consider getting with Y/N?”

   Lip rolled his eyes and shoved Ian off of him. “If you’re so into her, why don’t you date her?”
  “Because I’m gay.”

   “Oh yeah, use that excuse.” Lip took another long drag of his cigarette as he stood. “Look, Y/N’s a cool girl and stuff but I can’t see us being serious. I mean, we used to take baths together and I had the pleasure of being the only person with her when she first got her period. There’s too much history.”

   As the words left his mouth, Lip knew he was lying to himself. He knew that he was madly in love with his best friend who somehow managed to be sweet but scrappy when it came to defending herself or any of the Gallaghers. Plus, there was the way she threw her head back when she laughed really hard, making her gorgeous y/h/c locks flow around her. Then, there was the way she’d scrunch up her nose whenever she was confused about a homework question. Plus, she was the one who first confronted him about Karen, telling him that he shouldn’t take her kind of bullsh-t anymore. Also, her y/e/c eyes would light up whenever she was staring out at Lake Michigan and she would jump whenever someone/something freaked her out.

   Ian glanced behind Lip. “Too much history, huh?”

   “Yep.”

   “Then you wouldn’t be too upset at the view behind you right now.”

   Lip turned around and what he saw nearly made him drop his cigarette. Across the street, standing on the corner, was none other than Y/N smiling widely as she kissed Will Brooks. 

    “What’s she doing with him?” Lip asked.

    “Well, Lip, it appears as though they’re making out. It probably has to do with the fact that she’s had a crush on him since second semester,” Ian said.

   “How the f–k do you know all that?”

   “Because I’m the gay friend she tells all this to,” Ian said. “And I can’t blame her. Will is the star of the basketball team, has muscles for days, and is the literal definition of tall, dark, and handsome.”

   “He’s an idiot. He thought that a square should count as a rhombus in geometry,” Lip muttered.

   “Someone sounds jealous,” Ian sang.

   “Shut up,” he hissed.

   But the green monster was making his blood boil as he watched Y/N laugh at something Will said before hitting his arm playfully. Her smile was beautiful and genuine, if only she was smiling that way for Lip. She kissed Will one last time before circling around him and heading down the street. However, Will didn’t let her get by before swatting her butt and making her jump. Lip could’ve strangled him right then and there.

   “Lip, Ian, you are not going to believe what just happened!” Y/N said when she got up to them.

   “You got syphilis from that idiot?” Lip asked.

   Y/N frowned. “No, but Will did just take me out.”

   “Where?” Ian smiled widely and crossed his arms just to spite Lip.

   “He took me to lunch and then we walked along Navy Pier, just talking. Your advice worked, Ian!” Y/N squealed as she hugged him.

    “Wait, you gave her advice on this?” Lip asked.

    “It’s what the gay best friend does,” Ian said.

    Y/N turned to Lip and frowned. “Why are you getting so upset about this?”

    “Because you didn’t tell me about it.”

    “I didn’t think you’d care if I went out with Will. It’s nothing serious.”

    “But it might be. The Bulls are looking at Will to draft him. I hear he’s going to be Chicago’s Kobe Bryant.”

    “This is the Bulls were talking about, Ian,” Lip said. “Besides, Will get a new girl every week, you should probably just forget about him.”

   “For your information, Mr. Negative, we’re actually going out again tomorrow night. He got us Bulls tickets!”
   “Nosebleeds?” Lip asked.

   “Nope, near the floor, center court!” Y/N grinned. “I can’t believe this is happening. I never thought that Will would ever notice me.”

    “How could he not? You’re gorgeous,” Ian said.

    “Just be careful, okay. I don’t like the guy.”

    “You don’t like many guys, Lip. Besides, you should be happy for me. Who knows? Maybe one day I’ll get you court-side seats to see the Bulls.”

   “No thanks, I’m good.” Lip threw his cigarette down and snuffed it out with his boot. “I’m gonna go take care of some business.”

    “What business?” Y/N asked as she began following him down the sidewalk.

    “My usual business with Kev,” Lip said.

    Y/N’s eyes widened. “Lip, you can’t do that. You’re already high up on the cop’s radar, right behind Carl.”

   “I’ve been doing this since we were fourteen, Y/N, I know what I’m doing.”

    “But you getting arrested could f—k up your chances with MIT or U of Chicago or any other fancy school,” Y/N argued.

   “Hey, why don’t you worry about what dress you’re gonna wear to see Will again and I’ll worry about my future, alright?” Lip snapped.

   Y/N flinched at his words. They had had arguments before, but he never got this mean with her. “What’s your problem, Lip? Are you on the rag?”

   “No, just leave me alone.”

   “Fine, come around the block when you decide to stop being such a jackass,” Y/N said.

   Though her words were sharp, she sounded hurt and it hurt Lip that he had hurt his best friend. As much as he wanted to admit why he was really angry with Y/N, he was too prideful and scared of her reaction to say anything.

   For two weeks, Y/N didn’t come by to see the Gallaghers nor did Lip try to go up around the block to see her. Fiona, Ian, Debbie, Carl, Kev, and V did their best not to mention her name whenever Lip was around. But ever since their fight, Lip had begun drinking and smoking more. He was miserable. However, everything came to a head when Fiona confronted him one day.

   “Alright, Lip, go talk to her,” Fiona said.

   “What?” 

   Lip was sitting in the kitchen, drinking coffee while Fiona and Debbie were making breakfast.

   “You heard her, we’re sick of seeing you moping around all the time and drunk you is only so entertaining,” Debbie said.

   “I don’t want to talk to her. Besides, the only person she’s interested in talking to is Will.” Lip spat out the boy’s name.

   “That’s not true,” Ian said as he walked into the kitchen with Liam in his arms, “she talks to me all the time.”

   “If I want to talk to her, I’ll talk to her, alright? Can we stop f—king talking about her?” Lip snapped.

   Fiona set a plate of eggs and bacon in front of Lip and bent down to his level. “Lip, I know you’ve been in love with Y/N pretty much since the day you met and it must be killing you that you fought and that she’s with Will—”

   “Will Brooks? He’s a babe,” Debbie said.

   Fiona, Ian, and Lip collectively shot her a look that made her instantly regret her words.

   “Sorry.”

   Fiona sighed. “But you need to man up and talk to her. I know this is gonna be hard comin’ from me but I know love when I see it.”

   Lip groaned. “She’s not gonna forgive me.”

  “She will, we’ve all had to,” Ian said.

  Lip playfully shoved him before taking a long swig of coffee. “I’ll be right back.”

  “That’s my boy,” V said as she entered the kitchen from the rear entrance.

   “Did you hear all of that?” Ian asked.

   “For the most part. Please go talk to that girl, I’m sick of seeing you look more pissed off than usual.”

   Lip laughed. “I will, see ya, V.”

   As he left the house, Lip began going over everything he could possibly say to make everything up to Y/N. 

   “Hey, Y/N, I’m sorry for being a dick and getting pissed about you and Will. I’m sure the NBA accepts idiots too—no, can’t say that, she’ll get pissed that I insulted him. Y/N, I’m sorry for being a dick and I’m really happy for you and Will. Maybe the Bulls will start winning if he joins. Yeah, that’s better.” Lip paused. “Y/N, you probably hate me, but we have to talk…”

   “I thought that only crazy people talked to themselves,” Mandy said as she strolled up to Lip.

   “Oh, hey, Mandy,” he said.

    She was wearing a tight black tank top and short denim cut offs. They had a short-lived fling but decided that they were better off as friends. Besides Ian and Lip, Mandy was Y/N’s closest friend.

   “I’m guessing that you’re off to talk to Y/N,” Mandy said.

   “Yeah, I said some real sh-tty stuff to her and she didn’t deserve it.” 

   “She never does,” Mandy said. “It’s just too bad about her and Will.”

   Lip frowned. “What happened?”

   “You didn’t hear? She found out that he’s been cheating on her ever since they got together. I offered to have my brothers beat him up for her, but she said it wasn’t worth it. I haven’t seen her around in a long time.”

   “Sh-t.”

    “Yeah, so whatever you have to say to her, don’t f-ck up.”

   “Thanks, Mandy.”

    As Lip walked away from Mandy, he was both elated and furious. He could beat Will’s face in for what he did to Y/N but at the same time, he was ecstatic that she was single again. Now he really had to perfect what he was gonna say.

   “Y/N, I’m sorry about what happened between us. You didn’t deserve it and I was just being a dick. I’m also sorry about what happened between you and Will. He deserves to get the sh-t beat out of him.” Lip sighed. “And…and I got so mad about the whole Will thing because, you’re like a sister to me and I didn’t want to lose my sister or my friend…the friend I’ve been in love with since we were two.”

   At this point, Lip was standing in front of the Y/L/N’s house. Mr. Y/L/N was most likely back at work in the loan office and Mrs. Y/L/N was off being a maid in the W Hotel. Whether or not Hailey was home was a bit of a toss up since she would skip class more than Lip did. The navy, two-story house seemed a lot bigger than it usually did and part of Lip wanted to turn around and run away.

   “Don’t be a pussy,” he muttered. 

   He walked up the front steps and knocked on the door.

   Seconds later, a dog was barking and Hailey was yelling at it.

   “Geez!” she blew a piece of dark hair out of her eyes and narrowed them once she saw Lip. “Lip.”

   “Hi, Hailey.”

   The barking Rottweiler stopped when he saw Lip and began licking all over his face.

   “Hi, Buster,” Lip said as he scratched the dog. “I’ve missed you.”

   “Well, he’s missed you too, I don’t know if I can say the same for Y/N,” Hailey said.

   Lip sighed as he straightened up. “Look, I know I f-cked up majorly with Y/N and I’m sorry. I just want to apologize and if she doesn’t want to be friends with me anymore, that’s fine, I’ll understand. Is she okay?”

   Hailey’s e/c eyes softened slightly at Lip’s words but she kept a tense body language. “She’d be better off if that idiot hadn’t cheated on her weeks after she lost her best friend. But she’ll get through it, she’s tough.”

   “I know, is she here?”

   Hailey pursed her lips. “That Will guy might’ve hurt her but you really broke her heart, you know that, Gallagher?”

   “Yeah…”

   “I could kill you for how much you made her cry and then Will on top of that—” Hailey breathed.

   “And I’ll do my best to never make her cry again. Believe me, the last thing I want is to hurt her.”

   Lip hoped his sincerity showed through since Hailey was one of the most stubborn people when it came to protecting her family and doing what she thought was right.

   “She went to the Symphony. They let her listen to the music from the entry way as long as she doesn’t disturb anyone.”

   “Thanks, Hailey, I really appreciate it.”

   The L couldn’t have operated any slower that day, which made Lip even more anxious. He began chain smoking, hoping it would help him think more, but it didn’t. It calmed him down a little, but he still had no idea what he was going to say to her. Fortunately, downtown wasn’t very crowded and it was easy for him to find his way to the Symphony. Sure enough, Y/N was sitting near one of the door, cross-legged, listening intently to the passionate music. She looked gorgeous though she was wearing a simple white summer dress that went off the shoulders. Her hair was twisted up into a pretty bun on top of her head and her back was facing Lip.

   He carefully walked up to her, his mind racing with words.

   “Mind if I join you?”
    Y/N gestured for him to sit without turning away from the door. Her eyes were puffy and he could tell that she had been crying.

    “Y/N, I need to talk to you.”

    “Sh, it’s Beethoven’s Symphony No. 9,” Y/N hissed.

    “Oh, right, sorry.” Lip managed to say quiet for five more seconds before saying, “no, you know what, f-ck the music, you can get this sh–t on YouTube or iTunes. We need to talk.”

   “Keep your voice down or we’ll get kicked out,” Y/N said quietly. 

   “Fine, but at least look at me when I talk?”
   Y/N hesitated before turning to Lip. “Talk.”

   Lip paused. Everything he had rehearsed seem to leave his mind. “You’re beautiful.”

   Y/N rolled her eyes. “Go away, Lip.”

   “No, I’m serious. Even though that a—hole made you cry and did all that to you, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Always have been.”

   There was a long pause between them but Y/N looked stunned.

   “Is that all you have to say to me?”

    “No, I’m sorry about what happened between us. I shouldn’t have gotten so pissed off about you and that jerk.”

    “You were a real jackass,” Y/N muttered.

    “I know, and you didn’t deserve that. And I’m sorry about what happened—-no, you know what, f-ck that, I’m not sorry. He didn’t deserve to be with you because you are amazing and sweet and talented and tough and strong. He doesn’t deserve to breathe the same air as you and neither do I.”

    Y/N looked stunned but suddenly looked dejected. “If I’m all those things, why did he cheat on me with Ashley Opperman, Jane Henkins, Mariah Little, Penny Gilbert, Vanessa Langley, and Iman Ashton?”

    “Because he’s an idiot who’s probably trying to get the clap if he got anywhere near Vanessa Langley,” Lip said.

    Y/N smiled. “I think she’s had ever STD under the sun besides AIDs.”

   Lip smiled. “I’m so sorry about everything that happened between us, Y/N. Is there any way you could forgive me?”
   Y/N jokingly tapped her finger against her chin. “If you teach me how make things explode using that fancy technical vocabulary, maybe.”

   “Of course.”

   “And you help me pass my ACT.”

   “Okay.”

   “And you come to my piano concerts.”

   “I already do.”

   “Sober, though.”

   “Then you’ll have to play something less boring.”

   “Deal.”

   They jokingly shook hands before Y/N wrapped her arms around Lip and basically fell into his lap. He immediately pulled her close, inhaling her sweet scent.

    “I’ve missed this,” she whispered.

    “I love you.”

    They both froze. Lip couldn’t have said that any less smoothly if he tried. He couldn’t believe that he had blurted it out like that.

    Y/N pulled away slowly and looked at him with wide eyes. “Lip?”

    “I’ve loved you since we first met and I fell in love with you around the same time, I think. It drove me crazy seeing you with Will and I’m sorry I was so mean to you. If you don’t feel the same way then—”

    Lip was cut off as Y/N pressed her lips against his. He immediately pulled her closer as he kissed back. All those emotions they had for the past sixteen years came out in that exchange. They were so caught up they not only forgot where they were but also that they would need to pull away for air.

     “Eh hem.” An elderly security guard looked at them with distaste.

    “What’s your problem?” Lip asked.

    “Sorry, Ivan, we’ll be leaving now.”

    “No, that’s fine, Y/N, just try to ease up on all of that.” Ivan gestured to their current position.

   “You got it, Ivan.”

   He wandered away and Lip pulled Y/N into him again.

   “So, I’m guessing you like me too?”

   “No, I love you, I thought as smart as you are, you would’ve caught onto that when we were at least four,” Y/N teased.

   “Well, I’m smart enough to never let you go again.”

   “Good.”

    And that was how after many years, Lip Gallagher ended up with the girl from around the block.

Can I Be Her - Tom Holland Oneshot

Request: Anonymous asked: Can I please get an imagine where the reader is best friends with Tom and Harrison but loves Tom. The reader is witnessing Tom fall in love with Zendaya and tries to forget about Tom but can’t. In the end, Tom ends up having a serious relationship with Zendaya and Tom and the reader fall apart. You can decide the end but I want it to be a sad ending. I’m sorry if it’s complicated or just plain stupid. Thank you.

Warnings: Sad, heart breaking

Word Count: 1,494

Pairing: Tom Holland x Zendaya

A/N: Based on the song by James Arthur - Can I Be Him but instead of his perspective it’d be the reader’s P.O.V. 

This felt so real I almost cried!

~Masterlist~


You didn’t think this would happen. You were falling for Tom, hard. At first you thought nothing of it, but once you got to know him, the real him, you were in a trance. You developed a love for Tom, it was completely indescribable. You never told anyone, not even Harrison, knowing he’d never keep his mouth shut. He’d spill everything to Tom, and you couldn’t bare let your affection for him to get in the way of your friendship. 

Tom was special. He was charming, kind, confident. He had lots of good qualities and a great personality. Who wouldn’t fall for him. Tom also seemed to be paired with Zendaya a lot lately. In magazines and articles, reporter kept saying how they were a thing. Those two hit it off from the very start. They created a very close friendship. You felt a little jealous because you felt that she had more to offer to Tom. And you happened to consider yourself a decent person, but it would never be enough for Tom. But you reminded yourself that you had nothing to worry about or so you thought.

“Hey Y/N Zendaya invited us to her house would you like to join us?” You looked up to meet his brown eyes. He was showing the most heartwarming smile.

“Um…Sure who’s all going to be there?” You slowly stood up from his couch.

“Everyone! Jacob, Harrison, Laura, the whole gang” He smiled brightly at you.

“Great. Let’s go then” You gestured to the door.

“Ladies first” You teased.

He playfully rolled his eyes but walked ahead of you.

The ride to her house was a comfortable silence, but felt as though someone should have spoken up first.

“We’re here” Tom unbuckled his seat belt and didn’t bother to wait for you, already practically in the enormous house. Another thing you couldn’t show off.

You knocked on her front door. Unlike Tom who just burst in, you knocked like the well mannered girl your parents raised you to be. Not a second later the door swung open to reveal a happy Zendaya.

“Y/N the door was open silly. Come on in!” She chuckled softly. 

You walked in and were greeted by everyone. A few “Hey’s” and “Where were yous” were thrown your way.

“Oh I was…outside” You pointed your thumb behind you.

“Doing what?” Jacob spoke up.

“Getting left behind” You mumbled. Thankfully no one heard you.

“What was that?” Harrison looked confused.

“Uh nothing. So what’re we doing?” You clasped your hands together.

“We could swim in the pool out back” Zendaya suggested.

“Yeah!”

I’m down”

“Let’s go”

“I’m in”

“I’d love to but I’m not in the proper swim-wear” You gestured to your jeans and t-shirt.

“I think I may have something for you to wear Y/N, come on” Zendaya grabbed your hand and dragged you to her bedroom.

You saw her rummaged threw her stuff.

“Ah ha. Here you go. The bathrooms down the hall to your left” She smiled at you sweetly. 

Why did she have to be so nice. It was seriously impossible to hate her. There wasn’t anything bad you could say about her.

You quickly changed into the bikini top and bottoms. You gazed at your reflection picking out all your flaws. The bikini didn’t do you as justice like it did on Zendaya. Whereas she was skinny and tall, you were curvy, not that it was a bad thing, but always had a problem with your image. You couldn’t compete with her.

By the time you arrived outside everyone was doing their own thing. Tom and the boys were playing a game with a football, while Zendaya and Laura were tanning on chairs. You found yourself deep in thought thinking how did you fit in with these people. They were well-known and popular in life whereas the guy at Starbucks couldn’t even get your name correct. How did you managed to get yourself involved with them.


As months went by you slowly started seeing a change in Tom. He was always hanging out with Zendaya more often than usual, practically blowing off your hangouts to spend time with her. You were losing him, and fast. Your chance of ever being with him was starting to become a long-shot, and if you didn’t make a move he would be a goner. He’d be with Zendaya.

“Harrison I don’t think this is such a good idea” You protested. You finally gave in and told Harrison about your feelings for Tom. Since he was his best friend, Harrison suggested that you’d just tell Tom how you felt, that way you could see if he felt the same way.

“No don’t do that. You’re not backing out of this now” He shook his head.

“But what if he doesn’t like me” You stared at your feet.

“Your his best friend, you two have a wonder friendship, there’s no way he could reject you” He placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

“Okay” You sighed.

“You got this” He gave a slight push to his trailer.

“I got this” You recited back to yourself until you reached his door. 

You mentally prepared yourself for better or for worse. You knocked slightly on his door but got no response. Strange he just finished shooting today. You thought. You tried again but got no answer. You opted for option two. You tried opening his door. It opened immediately granting you access inside his trailer. You cautiously stepped in looking around and not finding him anywhere. You checked the last place you knew for sure that you’d find him. You walked up to his bedroom and heard music coming from the room. You grew curiously and turned the knob, which you now regret doing so.

You gaped at the sight of Tom and Zendaya in a full out make out session. You gasped which finally got both of their attention. Tom noticed you first and his eyes bulged out widely from their sockets. He pulled away from Zendaya.

“Y-Y/N?!”

Zendaya didn’t even have the courage to meet your gaze.

“I-It’s not what it looks like!” He flailed his arms in a “no” motion.

“Really?!” You looked at him incredulously shocked. “I can’t do do this right now…” You whispered. You exited his trailer with fast paced steps.

“Y/N!” You heard Tom shout after you. You ignored him and continued walking to your car.

“Y/N stop!” Tom got a hold of your forearm preventing you from going any farther.

“Let. Go. Of. Me!” You said sternly.

“No not until you tell me what’s wrong!”.

“Oh now you care?!” You scoffed.

“Of course I care. I’m your best friend” He looked stunned.

“You haven’t exactly been acting like one” You mumbled averting your gaze any else.

“What?” He asked.

“You heard me” You pulled your arm out of his grip

“Why are you being like this?!” He raised his voice.

“Because she took you from me!” You cried out.

“Who? Zendaya? She hasn’t taken me from anybody Y/N, I’m not her property!” He shook his head. “I’m no ones property”

“She took what we had” You whispered.

“What we had? What’re you going on about?” 

“You two became closer and started hanging out more. You kept ditching me for her. I lost you to her” You sniffled.

“You didn’t lose me Y/N” He hugged you.

“I think I already have…” Your voice was muffled by his shirt.

“What makes you think that?” He looked down at you.

“Because you gave her your love” You whispered. You felt him pull back. 

“Y/N?” He hesitated.

You finally looked him in the eye and let it all out. “I fell for you Tom. I fell in too deep. I wanted to deny it, but I always kept coming back to you. Then you got closer to Zendaya, and I blew my chance. And when I saw you kissing her I j-just couldn’t watch”. You didn’t realize you shed a few tears through your confession.

“Y/N-” He started.

“No it’s okay. You don’t have to say anything. I get it. You love her. She’s the perfect girl for you. You deserve someone as great as her Tom” You faked the best smile you could muster.

“I’m sorry” Was all he could say.

“It’s okay” You said. Tom turned around and began walking.

“Just tell me one thing?” Your voice stopped him in his tracks

He turned his head. His saddened eyes stared back at yours. “Anything”.

“Did you even feel the slightest thing for me?” You just had to know.

“No. It’s always been Zendaya” His simply said, he turned around and retreated back to her.

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Glasses?  (10th Doctor x Reader)

Hey guys!  So I’m back with a request!  I get super excited when I get requests because I love taking them especially when they’re a rarity for me.  So send them!  Give me the requests!  Also I’m talking to the person who requested this, I have glasses.  Don’t be ashamed of having glasses.  I can’t do contacts.  They just scare me.  I don’t like the idea of putting them over my eyes.  I’d rather just have my glasses thank you.  Anyways this was requested by @imagineswithfandoms.

Request: Hi! I just got my glasses and I feel sorta self conscious and tomorrow there’s this Christmas party and all my friends are going to see me than the day after my whole family so I was hoping I could request a 10 x reader where reader got glasses and she’s self conscious (my situation) and 10 is like they look good and fluff please 💖 Oh and happy holidays to you ❣️

Pairing: 10th Doctor x Reader

Warnings: None?

*not my picture*

“Ugh.”  I said as I took a seat next to the console of the TARDIS.  I just took some time off from traveling with the Doctor to go home.  That’s when my mom noticed I squinted a lot when I was trying to see something.  That’s when she decided I needed to go get my eyes checked out.  Turns out I need glasses.  I hated the idea of wearing these things.  I don’t want people to make fun of me for wearing them least of all the guy who I have a major crush on.  

“Hey, you’re back!”  The Doctor said excitedly as he entered from the hallway to all the other rooms in the TARDIS.  He gave me a quick hug and started pushing buttons and stuff.  “So where do you want to go?”  

“I don’t know.  Anywhere you’re just itching to take me?”  

“I have just the place.”  He stopped and looked at me just now noticing I was wearing glasses.  I was kind of hoping he wouldn’t, but he’s one of the most observant people in all of time and space.  “You got glasses.”

“Yeah, I hate them.”  I said taking them off.

“No, no, no.  Don’t take them off.”  He said grabbing them and putting them back on my face.  “They look perfect on you.”  

“No they don’t.  I look awful with them.”

“Who told you that?”

“No one but I hate them.”

“Hold on.”  The Doctor said as he ran off.  He then came back with a pair of glasses and put them on.  “Does this make you feel better?”

“But you look good in glasses in the cute nerd kind of way.”  

“And you don’t think you’re cute?”  

“No I’m far from cute.”

“Well, I’ve always thought you were cute, but these glasses make you even cuter, which I didn’t think was possible.”  

“Stop.”

“No, Y/N I will tell you everyday if I have to.  I’ll even wear my glasses everyday if you want me to.”

“You’re the best.”  I said giving him a hug.

“No you’re the best.”  He said.  

ranger's apprentice modern au

halt sees cars and wants to know how in gorlog’s beard youre supposed to follow anyone unseen. help him

crowley insists on trying to drive a car and makes halt go with him and halt gets as carsick as he does seasick HELP THIS MAN

will goes to starbucks and tries every coffee flavor. all of them

horace is gone they lost him in the food court where is he #findhorace

gilan somehow adapts perfectly and everyone like…..we hate u. hes fascinated with indoor plumbing

evanlyn gets rlly excited when she sees girls wearing pants and is like yes…..i need this……..yesssss. she gets a little weird about it

alyss reads classic literature and stuff but also rlly bad fanfic for fun she cant stop laughing at jacob sartorius fans

jenny is going nuts over horace eating the food court food bc its greasy and cheap. discovers modern slang and wont stop using it

BONUS:

Mother Pauline™ is like “you guys no” and everyones like “us guys yes”

erak hears the word “yall” and WILL NOT stop saying it

Serving Sizes Are a Myth

Gen/Family Bonding
2242 Words
Fluff
Stephanie Brown, Bruce Wayne 
AO3 Link
CEC Universe

Serving Sizes Are a Myth

The study is quiet when Stephanie Brown notices Damian Wayne standing in the doorway, looking in at her on the couch and Bruce leaning back in his office chair. Damian’s expression is hard to read, maybe boredom, and he observes them for a minute before speaking.

“I was instructed to inform you that it is dinner time,” Damian says.

“Ugh,” Stephanie says, slumping against the arm of the couch. “Hard pass, but thanks.”

“Tell Alfred we’re skipping dinner,” Bruce says.

There’s a flash of surprise on Damian’s face and then he asks, “Shall I tell him you are ill?”

“I already ate,” Stephanie says, sighing. “And now I’m sick.”

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All In the Golden Afternoon

(for @anakinkshamer)

Megamind/Roxanne

Growing up together AU, friends to lovers, K+ rating

AO3 | FFN

Superhero, supervillain, damsel in distress…it’s all game that a group of friends play together, as children.


Roxanne has been watching the other three kids for fifteen minutes, making notes in the notebook that she brought to the park with her. They’re playing some sort of superhero game, she’s pretty sure; the one in the white shirt has been running around, chasing the other two: a blue boy with an oversized head and a fish in a spindly robotic body.

She’d wanted to ask to play, too, but she’d known the answer she’d get: girls can’t play. Or even worse: you can’t play.

Other kids don’t like her very much, Roxanne knows. They get mad when she tells them they’ve got something wrong, tell her that she’s too bossy.

So she hadn’t asked to play with the three kids.

She’s playing anyway, though, sort of—she’s watched a lot of Superman; Lois Lane is the best. Roxanne is pretending to be a journalist, reporting on the superpowered battle. That way, it doesn’t matter if the other kids don’t pay attention to her. They won’t have to include her, this way. They don’t even need to know that she’s playing.

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Hold Still and Pucker Up

Summary: Pidge hates lipstick, Shiro changes her mind.  In a world where Pidge is slightly older and she’s in a healthy relationship with Shiro.  Plus @besh-drawing-stuff needs a little pick me up. :D


The stuff feels tacky and gross.  “Allura do I really have to wear this?”  Pidge whines to the princess. 

“Yes.” Allura says tersely. “This is a formal occasion Pidge, and what’s wrong with lipstick?  The color looks wonderful on you.”

“I look like a clown.” Or maybe she can pretend she’s a wild animal that just ripped into its fresh kill. Pidge bares her teeth in the mirror. The action does make her feel a little bit better.

“Nonsense, red suits you well.  Besides I’ve seen you apply makeup to your lips before.” Allura leans over to share the mirror, finishing the last touches on her own face. 

“That’s different.” Chapstick or a little bit of lip-gloss is much superior.  You don’t notice it if it comes off and it doesn’t stick to your teeth. 

Allura tugs her away from the mirror to the door.  “No it is not.   Now let’s go, the others are waiting.” 

Of course the others look dashing in their formal wear.  Shiro especially. 

“Wow.” Shiro says breathlessly.  “You look amazing.” 

Pidge tries not to melt. They’ve only been dating for two months, but Shiro seems to almost effortlessly leave her helpless with his words and actions. 

“Thanks.” She mutters. “You…you look good too.” 

It’s a mix between a dance and recruiting new allies.  And each paladin has their part to play.  Keith and Lance make the general public feel at ease. Pidge and Hunk lure guests with their wit, while Shiro and Allura try to hook the big fish.

It’s successful for the most part.  Each paladin has their own charm and most aliens have never even heard of a human before.  Yet some are curious.  Overly curious.  Pidge notes as one of the females of the species reaches over to touch Shiro’s face. Shiro tries to brush her off with a nervous laugh, but the woman persists.  She doesn’t stop.

Pidge doesn’t know what comes over her.  One moment she’s chatting with a delegate from a world that thrives on cheese, the next she’s next to Shiro glaring at the alien woman.

“Pidge wha—“ His sentence halts when Pidge snatches his other arm just to rip him from the alien’s grasp. This is unfortunately not enough to clear the green haze Pidge is in.  She drags Shiro down to her level, a feat in itself really, and…plants one on him straight on the cheek. 

Red apparently looks even better on Shiro, Pidge decides.  The obvious lipstick mark pleases Pidge.  So she makes two, no three more for good measure. 

“Sorry, but he’s off the market.” She declares to the woman just staring at the pair with her mouth open so wide that Lance could stuff his cow in it.  Then nodding at Shiro’s stunned face littered with her claim, she turns and heads back to the crowd she left. 

And what she’s done, doesn’t hit her exactly until she sees Hunk’s expression.  His clasped hands with his mouth stretched in an unholy grin.

“That was even better than Lance’s Latino dramas.”  He gushes.

The paladin goes as red as her lipstick. “Oh my gosh. What have I done?”

“You asserted yourself over your man in a jealous rage.” Hunk says gleefully.

“What does that mean exactly, Green Paladin?” One of their guests twitches his antenna intrigued, “Was that a mating gesture of some sorts?’

Yes.”  “NO.” Hunk and Pidge say simultaneously. 

Pidge feels a tap on her shoulder.  “Quinzak, what now?” She groans, twisting to the newcomer. 

A wet sticky smack lands on the tip of her nose. 

“There.” Shiro states cheerfully his lips painted the same color as hers.  It shouldn’t look that fabulous, but Shiro manages to pull the look off.  “Now we match.”

“What? H-how?” Shiro swoops in to kiss her forehead. Smack. One smear on the temple and then the other. Smack, smack. 

“Allura had extra in case you accidently ‘rubbed’ it off somehow during the party.” He answers twisting another messy kiss into her cheekbone.

“How glorious!” The interested alien waves its tentacles in joy.  Hunk joins him.  “Your gesture is reciprocated!”

“Stop!” Pidge shrieks giggling trying to squirm away from the oily pecks, but Shiro gives no mercy.

“Never.” He chuckles, caging her lightly in his arms.  “There is no escape, surrender.”

His laughter contagious, so she retaliates going for every patch of skin she sees.  “I will have my revenge!” She shouts back.

It is a dirty affair. In the end both of their faces are gross with red lipstick rubbed practically everywhere. Eventually Allura takes one glance at them and with twitching lips sends both to their rooms to get cleaned up. 

Shiro doesn’t know which part was better, getting dirty or taking hours to clean up.

Pidge agrees.  Who knew staking a claim would be so fun? Maybe lipstick isn’t that bad after all?   

The Story of Us

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✮ Chapter Four: Bay Window ✮

Word Count: 3719

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After catching the bus home that afternoon Riley is ecstatic to find a large parcel on Jed’s doorstop addressed to her.

“My clothes!” Riley exclaims as she scoops up the box and carries it inside. Riley marches right past Jed and upstairs to her room where she excitedly rips open the box. Riley’s face drops when she sees it’s contents. One by one Riley pulls out each item and tosses them to the side. Overalls, a floral jumpsuit, flared denim jeans, a yellow maxi dress, a denim vest, a polka dot dress, a paisley print dress, a skirt, a dress, a dress.

“Ugh,” Riley angrily tosses the box upside down and some coloured converses and sandals fall out. The brunette kicks the pile to the side and decides to call her mother.

“Riley?” Topanga answers, “Finally we hear from you!! How was your first day at school? How are you?”

“Just fantastic.” Riley says sarcastically, “I love that in the middle of high school you’ve sent me 2000 miles away to live with a stranger. I love it here! I never want to come home!”

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princejackbenjamin  asked:

ship of your choice. chopped au. they're in the dessert round, and one of them will be chopped. (alternatively any of the other rounds if it's an ot3/4 haha)

(CHOPPED AU. JAYSON. I DON’T EVEN. oh man… this is serious. I actually died while writing this and then came back to life to post this ridiculousness. You can tell that I have a lot of feelings about Chopped.)


“I was an orphan,” Cassian tells the camera in the tone of a person who no longer seems to understand the severity of what he’s saying. “I lived in an orphanage. I raised myself, got a job in a restaurant when I was thirteen, put myself through school. I mean, it wasn’t legal, but it got my foot in the door. If I can handle all of that, I can win the desert round.”

*

Back in the Chopped kitchen, Cassian looked completely at ease standing at his table in front of his closed basket of mystery ingredients. The competition so far had been fierce and he’d had both ups and downs, much to his irritation, but this was what he was made for. He’d been in the restaurant business for years. It might not have been what he’d originally thought he would do, but after growing up in the service industry, it was all he knew.

If he couldn’t win a damn cooking competition on TV, then did he even have any business calling himself a chef?

Glancing to his left, he sized up the last of his competitors. Jyn Erso was not technically what one would call a chef. While neither one of them had gone to culinary school, she hadn’t even worked in a restaurant of years. Instead, she’d been operating out of a food truck, roaming around the country, known for rarely sticking to one city for long. Somehow, she’d managed to gain a cult following this way.

While he toiled away in a hot as hell kitchen for fourteen hours a day, sweating and bleeding for his job, she would park her truck near a beach or outside of a nightclub and have at it. When she’d walked into the room, his first instinct had been to roll his eyes, but he didn’t unlike Chef Krennic who had found out the hard way that Jyn did not play even remotely nice. He knew better than to underestimate her. After all, her late father was Michellen three star chef. She might have ignored the call to cooking until later on in her life, but she was absolutely brutal in the kitchen, especially one as competitive on Chopped.

It almost made Cassian smile just thinking about the way she’d forced Krennic to come up with a completely different strategy last minute for a mystery ingredient on the appetizer round by not giving him a chance to use the one fryer.

As if sensing him looking at her, Jyn turned her face towards him and grinned faintly. It was small, but cutting, as sharp as any chef’s knife.

*

“Cassian Andor,” Jyn drawls melodramatically, leaning back in her seat as the camera trains on her face. She shakes her head. “James Beard award nominee this year, Southwest’s top new chef winner? No, I’m not afraid of him. The man was voted to be in People magazine’s sexiest people alive. I’m not about to lose to a pretty boy.” She pauses, a little frown on her face. “Okay, he is talented – and he’s okay-looking, I guess. But I’m not going to let that distract me!”

*

Jyn’s smile stayed razor sharp as she nodded her head towards him. “Best of luck, chef. I hope you don’t want to use the ice cream machine.”

“I wouldn’t dream of doing something so typical,” Cassian responded coolly. 

It actually made her laugh. To the side, she heard one of the judges, probably that Conant bastard, snicker and whisper, “Are they flirting?” and ignored them. Maybe she should try to flirt with him. It could possibly distract him. But she could barely get a read on him despite going through two rounds of cooking hell with him at her side. She wasn’t so certain that he had a passion other than food. Besides, if she was going to beat him, it would be at his own game.

No doubt he was already planning something magical and connected to his roots. He’d been spectacular with his seasoning and flavors in the first two rounds, blowing everyone out of the water. It had been frustrating. She was able to get the perfect cook on some absurd meat and then there was his burst of flavor, like he was Guy Fieri taking them to Flavortown or some bullshit.

When it was time to open their mystery baskets, both Jyn and Cassian focused ahead of them, blocking each other out, and looked inside. Naturally, it was a total shit show of ingredients. Whoever came up with them deserved to be shot. While she grumbled under her breath with each addition, Cassian was silent as ever, like it didn’t bother him one bit that their desert basket included raspberries, stale oreos, pumpkin pie, and jalapeno cheddar bratwurst. What the fuck was she supposed to do with that combination?

God, was she really considering making a raspberry sorbet? She had been joking about using that stupid ice cream machine.

*

Cassian takes a deep breath and sighs into the camera. “Honestly, I don’t care about the bratwurst, but I freaking hate pumpkin pie. What kind of consistency is that stuff? It’s like gloop. And the spices are somehow both overpowering and bland.”

*

While Jyn was wearing the same aggravated look she gave every mystery basket – despite pulling out something stunning-looking in the end – Cassian kept his hands folded behind his back and looked upfront calmly. As long as he remained cool and detached, he’d be able to keep his head in the game. He was silently grateful that there had been no chocolate in any basket. He wasn’t about to make a freaking mole with Aaron Sanchez as one of the judges, especially since he’d grown up on the stuff and it was something sacred, although he knew that it was almost expected of him.

“You have thirty minutes on the clock!”

Just before the clock started, Cassian connected eyes with Jyn again. She rolled her eyes, not at him though, and for a brief second, he felt an odd camaraderie were her and smiled. Strange because she was absolutely nothing like him and they had two very distinct styles and were competing against one another. And yet, in a way, it was kind of nice to not be in this alone.

Because desert was hell and no one wanted to bake a cake in thirty minutes with only themselves as company.

*

“Oh, piss on it, he’s handsome,” Jyn groans, burying her face so that she can hide it from the camera, “and I’m going to make a bloody sorbet.”

Final Fantasy XV: Reversed

An ffxv au where Insomnia and Niflheim switch places and so do the characters. Meaning the chocobros are replaced with the Ardyn, Ravus, Aranea, and Loqi and the evil side is Noctis, Gladio, Prompto, and Ignis. the story line is relatively the same. Oh and their ages are also swapped so imagine a much younger Ardyn, Older Noct etc.

Ardyn
-Obviously takes the place of Noctis
-The prince of Niflheim, for simplicity’s sake lets just make him the son of Iedolas, who’s set out to marry princess Luna.
-he takes on the same responsibilities as Noctis, having to save the world after Niflheim falls
-he’s not so much as an asshole in this Au at least
-and he keeps his terrible sense of fashion
-who knows what’ll happen if he dresses himself
-instead of fishing he probably likes to shop
-also like noct he has to collect the royal arms
-he has a black chocobo that he rides
-his different clothes settings are all overly fancy.
-hobbies also include sleeping and being sassy
-bad idea to piss him off when he’s grumpy
-overly dramatic about /everything/
-don’t take him seriously when he’s being a shit
-when he sees Ravus take photos of him, Ardyn will 100% pose in the worst (best) way possible
-they can’t ever take normal group photos honestly
-cat lover honestly
-will take your cat and you can’t do anything about it

Ravus
-Ardyn’s best friend since they were little
-he was always quiet in their elementary years, didn’t have any friends cause he was intimidating + that prosthetic arm of his didn’t look so friendly to others
-didn’t know what it was like to have friends so he sympathized with Ardyn
-He found Pryna hurt walking home from school and took care of her at home for a while
-After a letter from princess Luna he decided to approach Ardyn in high school and make friends
-His entire elementary was trying to gain confidence (mainly getting over his shyness and, he practiced a lot)
-after the awkward introduction, Ardyn and Ravus became best buds.
-still sort of quiet and reserved, but opened up a bit more after high school
-he became part of Ardyn’s Royal Crownsguard and set off on their journey to Altissia
-Ravus fights with swords in battle, his metal arm is also used as a weapon
-documents their journey through scrapbooking, takes pics and puts them in a book (like Luna and Noct)
-fond of all animals, doesn’t have a preference

Aranea
-Ardyn’s personal trainer and part of the Royal Guard, used to work as a glaive or mercenary
-acts like a big sister to Ardyn, teaches him in using lances and spears as she is a dragoon
-the definition of tough love
-she’ll kick your ass if she likes you
-and kick your ass if she doesn’t
-you’d think she’d be the mom in the group but she’s not
-really likes cup noodles
-sort of irresponsible, yet somehow got this job
-her father is the current king’s shield, she’s next in line for prince Ardyn
-also the oldest of the group
-you already know she fights with lances, nothing really changes battle-wise
-ready to fight 24/7
-survival skill, loves to camp outside
-also has abs for fucking days
-badass tattoos
-has some battle scars, makes her even more badass
-Dog lover
-will either fight or cuddle your dog
-also along with lances/spears she uses shields
-she can benchpress 10 children I kid you not
-carried Loqi with one arm once

Loqi
-The Royal advisor for the soon to be king
-can u believe in this au he’s older than Ravus and Ardyn
-team mom
-much more uptight and stressed every single day
-Desperately needs a break for all the shit his crew does
-is actually the most responsible
-cooks pretty good
-team strategist
-sometimes hates the others, but unconditionally loves them (and he hates it)
-wears suits n stuff to make him look professional but actually just looks like a tiny dog in fancy clothes
-his hair does not look dumb (so he says)
-wears glasses(?) who knows? (maybe contacts)
-Actually secretly (but no so secretly) loves chocobos
-uses guns and machinery in their fights
-the one who gets blind after chapter 9 :’)
-also the one who drives
-never lets Ardyn take the steering wheel unless his arms are broken
-has the girliest scream you’ll ever hear
-when they go in dark tunnels he absolutely loses his shit, every little thing will trigger him


HOLY FUCK ITS LIKE THE FIRST TIME IV'E WROTE THIS MUCH ON SOMETHING I GOTTA SPLIT IT IN TWO PARTS- so uh,, if you like this, stay tuned for the next part where I’ll talk about the evil Insomnia and the evil chocobros. Oh how I wish I could write good, sadly Idk if I’m capable of making this a fic but that’s what I’m good at
Making au ideas and never finishing them :’)

the signs after a breakup
  • Aries: keeping themselves busy with little tasks but dying inside
  • Taurus: eat ice cream, sleep, wake up, cry, repeat
  • Gemini: plotting their death, will never get over it
  • Cancer: "lmao i don't even care i just wanna know why she would hurt me like that i loved her so much i trusted her with everything oH GOD WHYYYY" *breaks into tears*
  • Leo: is already with someone else
  • Virgo: wears black, posts depressing stuff on social media
  • Libra: "it's fine, i get it" doesn't get it and is a total mess
  • Scorpio: "I HATE YOU" the next day: "bby pls i want u back"
  • Sagittarius: enjoys being single because life is short and all that happy sag crap
  • Capricorn: does various analytical tests to see why they broke up with them but eventually just breaks down and cries
  • Aquarius: gets really angry and spreads hate about their ex
  • Pisces: is sad and cries for like, months

squaddreamcourt  asked:

OH OH OH AU FILTH IDEA. FEYRE IS SOLD TO RHYSAND AS A SLAVE IN A UNIVERSE WHERE HYBERN WON AND HUMANS ARE STILL ENSLAVED TO FAE.

I have 16 requests from the other night still in my inbox friends. Going through them slowly. :D I’m just going to comment on some and people can… do what they want. As in, write them if you want. Or add them to the kink meme doc (some news about that coming soon…) if you are really invested in them happening - if I just comment on them that means I’m not planning on writing them, at least not any time in the near future. Because I can’t possibly write all of this stuff myself.

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I love this idea. And I feel like it could be a really long thing. Like so much plot and development and stuff going on. And tension, oooh the sexual tension. Would they still be mates? Would she turn fae? How? Their dynamic would be so different. Think about all the things they had to go through before they got together. So clearly she would be around Rhys a lot, maybe like… his chambermaid. And conveniently she would probably be wearing some sort of restraints. And probably hate him, like way worse than she did in ACOTAR. But damn is he hot. Enemies to lovers. Probably dubcon because… slavery. Which would definitely be for a certain type of writer, which I am not certain I am.

But then if we want to go for straight feels maybe they could do that too. It could go a couple of directions, depending on… when/how/if she gets made. And if they were mates still, then… maybe he would feel Conflicted about her being his slave. I bet she would assume he’s going to take advantage of her because of his position. And so she would be all full of fire and fuck off you hot bastard.

Or it could just be a quick one-shot where she’s like “fuck off you hot prick you stand for everything I hate, oh actually I meant fuck me because… you’re a hot prick.”

I feel like Rhys & Co would be still trying to fight against the whole slavery of humans thing. So maybe they could work together, she could be part of the resistance and then she realizes that hey, he is, too, so maybe he’s not as bad as she thought, and then of course one of them gets hurt one day while trying to do something… resistance-y. And cue the feels and smut. Because that always works.

This is one of the shorter suggestions you sent me but it has SO MUCH POTENTIAL.

 some redesign sketches of a few rivals that I felt like doing
feel free to improve on them (I can’t even come up with colours for the uniforms hedkjfjdsf)

thanks to @pirran-p I fell in love with Osana having her pig tails down djfdfj, otherwise her design is supposed to be like “a cute girl with attitude”. her original design doesn’t really have that spice yknow?

Amai is just a cutie that I used to practice the body type again hhah, nothing much changes with her tbh

Kizana was fun to draw in this, especially the hair. Other then that I think she would modify her uniform to look more fancy and probably encourage others to do so as well, might get some problems from teachers because of this (Also maybe Megami as well)

Megami is supposed to look like a mature buisness woman, but I didn’t want to give up her like for lolita stuff, tho i hate the stockings and gloves, which is why I think she should just keep that more cute side she has, in her hairstyle. Also I think Ayano and Megami should have pure black hair, since they are enemies, it would be interesting if they had similair features. Also Megami should wear glasses, they look good on her tbh, also would be funny since Ayano’s biggest ally, Info-chan, also wears glasses.

And Hanako is just here cause I don’t think her original design looks cute tbh, she and Taro should have black hair, but not as black as Megami and Ayano 

I’m growing weaker and weaker to weird ass crackships-
Let me list some bc I’m really dizzy and maybe this settles my head

Last one has mild sex references

~Cheese Sandwich x Twilight: Cute, goofy, weird pony being socially awkward around the almighty Princess of Friendship~ He makes cheesy (crackles) romantic songs to her, cheesy poems of love and stuff like that~ She just loves him back so much.
When they get together they’re very snuggly and affectionate. Damn does Twi love that fluffy mess of a mane-

Ember x Rarity: “d-dragons don’t DO fashion!!!” Super awkward and silly ‘I’m trying my best’ Ember who can’t get her Shit together around fashion horse~ Rarity was also incredibly attracted to the dragon lord ever since gauntlet of fire, she’s just so pretty and those m u s c l e s……. Their relationship is a long distance, only supported by letters one but when they meet they’re total trashy girlfriends. Rarity likes to make her wear stuff she pretends to hate but damn does she love those frilly silly dresses…

Dash x Limestone: VERY AGGRESSIVE, VERY LOUD, VERY TOMBOYISH, VERY S N U G G L Y GIRLFRIENDS. NEED I SAY MORE.
THEY LOVE YELLING NONSENSE BUT THEY ALSO LOVE CUDDLING BY THE FIREPLACE HONESTLY

Applejack x King Sombra: mostly because of a clopfic but that’s another story alright
Just… love to think about Sombra trying to be spoopy and dark and flirty but he genuinely can’t bc AJ cuts his bullshit by the roots. She just pulls him down and says something to the likes of “Dumb old king, if ya wanna bang just say it gosh~”. Extremely sexual, do I have to mention that.

The end, not any less dizzy but this was fun

I a m n o t w e l l

Jellybeaaaan Jones Headcanons <3

Betty and Jughead were super adorable at the end of this week’s episode so I’m now Bughead trash, but seeing how much of a protective, loving boyfriend he can be just makes me want to see how much of a protective, loving brother he is to Jellybean.

Because just imagine it >.<

- Jellybean being the ultimate Bughead shipper.

- Scolding Jughead for not telling her about his newfound relationship.

- She constantly steals his beanie and parades around wearing it, whilst doing  an “impression” of him (just scowling)

- Betty and Veronica give her advice on stuff like periods and clothes, as Juggie is so awkward that he doesn’t know what to do about them. (I know Jellybean hates Ronnie in the comics but THIS IS MY OWN WORLD MMK?)

- Jughead is super dorky and affectionate with her.

- Play-wrestling/fighting.

- Calling each other “Forsythia” and “Forsythe” mockingly to make fun of each other.

- Jughead calling her and Betty “his girls” <3

- “I can eat faster than you,” “Oh yeah, prove it?”

- Betty and Jughead “babysit” her, but it’s usually just an excuse for them to spend time together. Jellybean likes to intentionally interrupt them when they’re about to kiss/have a romantic moment because she enjoys pissing off her brother. 

- She cried after hearing the drive in shut down

- Jughead doesn’t tell her about the homelessness or their Dad’s alcohol issues until she’s older, because he just wants her to be a kid and not have to go through what he did

- Movie nights, with pillow forts and pizza <3

anonymous asked:

Hey Cy, what are your favorite Bella outfits? Also do you dress like Bella? Like, do you get inspo from her outfits and try to replicate them? If so, where do you buy ur clothes bc I can't seem to find similar clothes to what she wears (at least in my area).

I have a bunch of my “faves” in this post here, in addition to what I’m posting below (since most of my faves have been out done by newer looks). 

Fave stylized looks (as in “”fancy“” looks):

Fave casual looks (as in “”everyday“” looks):

You can buy clothes similar to hers at dollskill and asos, they’re both websites (I would really recommend dollskill, they’re kind of expensive but I’ve seen a few items of hers on there, like exact matches). And then she wears a lot of Nike and Adidas when it coes to her active wear. You can honestly find a lot of stuff she wears at like Forever21 or Charlotte Russe, too? 

It’s all about colour pallet and accessories for her looks; black, red, white, or blue (denim on denim counting as blue btw) and she usually colour blocks or will wear most black with a little red or a little white worked in. Lots of rings and necklaces, always have sunglasses, and always have a hat. She only wears sneakers or boots. She wears denim on denim and leather on leather a lot so make sure to have denim jackets and leather pants/jackets because she does that a lot. Only crop tops, body suits, or sheer tops and if you wear a tshirt, tie it back to show your tummy. Then she has her punk looks and her 90s hiphop/sports luxe looks and occasionally they overlap but you should shoot for pieces that’ll help you make those looks. I have more detail about the kinds of things you would need to make Bella’s looks here

I mostly shop at thrift stores and I see stuff that she has similar versions of there all the time. @Hadidscloset will actually track down similar, affordable alternatives to Bella’s clothing along with exact matches for you. 

I don’t really dress like Bella. I don’t wear any kind of athletic clothing. I don’t really like boots and I pretty much hate sneakers, I mostly wear my creepers and Docs. I don’t wear any kind of leather and I don’t do the double up on denim thing she does. And I don’t wear accessories or jewelry except for my earrings or the amount of sheer she does. 

The only similarities I can think of is that I really only wear black and red (but nt white which she does a lot), I don’t really wear any kind of graphic or printed items, and my outfits consist of a lot of crop tops and high waisted bottoms, plus a fair amount of dresses and skirts mixed in there? And then I guess I lean towards more the alternative route which she usually does (or at least the styles i like from her the best do). I don’t know, a lot of what I put in my faves above is similar to what I wear (or at the very least would wear from her most recent looks), minus all the hats, sunglasses, and most of the jewelry lol.

2011 wattpad gothic
  • “it’s better than the description i swear!!!!” it’s not. nothing is better than the description. everything is better than the description. we simultaneously exist in a limbo of better and worse. no one can escape
  • you’ve just finished a werewolf fanfiction about a girl whos mated to the alphas son. you click on another fanfiction. its about a girl mated to the alphas son. panicked, you begin randomly clicking on random stories. they are all about a girl mated to the alpha son. you click back and, to your horror, all of the covers are transition slides of a muscular shirtless man with a wolf howling in the background. you slump into your keyboard. you’ll never escape
  • a New Boy is attending your protagonists school. his appearance is incredibly unique: blue eyes, dark hair, muscular. another new boy arrives. his appearance is incredibly unique: blue eyes, dark hair, muscular. another new boy arrives. his appearance is incredible uni
  • your favorite fanfic author has added an actress for reference of what the main character looks like! you recall that the main character has blue eyes and blonde hair. you glance at the photo. the actress is emma watson. it’s always been emma watson. don’t look in her eyes. 
  • the protagonist is not like other girls. she’s not like any girls. she’s the monster beneath your bed, she’s the amalgamation of everything that you grew up fearing. never wear sweatpants and a messy bun: she can smell you copying her. 
  • your protagonist and main love interest share a heated kiss. their tongues battle for dominance. our mighty protagonist charges on in battle, though weary. the final blow must be wrought.