“When I look back at my life, I feel like if I didn’t have music, I don’t know what I would have. I have my friends and my family, but music gave me a purpose when I was bullied in school. It gave me the motivation to keep going and prove to everyone that didn’t believe in me that I was going to be something someday.”
A/N: Part 5B. I couldn’t stop smiling while writing this, hope it’s the same for y'all when you read it. The epilogue is next, then I back to one shots for a while. (Unexpected Reader - Part 1/Part 2/Part 3A/3B/Part 4A/4B/Part 5A)
It was a dream come true for Chris to roll over and find you asleep next to him. He was so sure about you and the future he wanted to have with you that he woke, smiling at what transpired a few hours ago. This was a first for him; he’d never woken next to his previous girlfriends and lovers feeling so at peace with himself. He always had doubt and he was always feeling insecure about the longevity of the relationship. He found himself asking the questions: “Is this going to be another on again and off again relationship?” and “Can I be happy for the rest of my life with her?” So far, he’d never been able to say “no” to the first, and “yes” to the second. That was, of course, until you came along; with you, he could easily and swiftly answer both questions to satisfaction.
“I’m the luckiest man on the planet,” he whispered to himself as he gently brushed your hair out of your face. You stirred under his touch, but remained asleep. He smiled as he pulled his hand back, tucking it under his head as he watched you sleep. You were so beautiful and he could’ve done this for the rest of his life. “Thank you for her.” He glanced up at the ceiling and whispered, giving a two finger salute to the omnipotent force that brought the two of you together.
He could’ve and very much so wanted to stay and watch you sleep, but he figured it was better if he went and made breakfast so you could wake up to food. There was no doubt that the two of you needed some after all that energy you burned during your bedroom activities, though it did not just stop at the bedroom. Chris blushed, just thinking about it. He couldn’t tell from looking at you- no one could; you had the ‘good-girl-perfect-student-favorite-child’ kind of vibe going on. But he knew from reading your stories that your conservative nature was just a façade, you were a wild one that knew when and where to be Grace Kelly; the bedroom was not one of those places. You were all kinds of surprising and he planned to spend the rest of his life unveiling each layer of you until he knew you down to your very core.
The weight shifted on the bed and you opened your eyes. You hadn’t been sleeping, you’d actually woke before Chris. You pretended to sleep to see what he would do and say; it was not disappointing at all. You bit back your smile, admiring him from the back as he sat on the edge of the bed. He ran a hand through his messy hair- your doing, of course- then glanced back at you. You could’ve said good morning, but instead you pretended to be asleep again. Man, you were awkward. It wasn’t until you felt the weight shift on the bed that you spoke, drawing a wide smile from Chris’ handsome face as he turned back to you.
“Running out on me, Captain?”
“Oh darling, I wouldn’t dream of it,” he winked.
You chuckled as you sat up, holding the sheet against you. He smiled and walked over to your side of his bed and sat down by your feet, licking his lips. Neither of you knew what to say, but you couldn’t stop smiling. You finally laughed, covering your blushing face with one hand which made him laugh. You were adorable to him, increasingly so. He reached for you wrist and gently pulled your hand away from your face, resting it on the bed. He smiled at you as he joined his fingers with yours; you smiled back and gave his hand a light squeeze.
“I am really happy right now,” he told you.
“Me too,” you nodded.
“You’re quite the firecracker, Miss Y/L/N,” he teased you and you laughed, pulling your hand from his and throwing yourself back in the bed to bury your face in your pillow. “Oh c'mon, baby,” he chuckled, a hand on your back. “It’s a compliment.”
“I know,” you turned your head slightly, biting your lower lip. Your hair cascaded around you, framing your pretty face. “It’s just weird,” you giggled and he raised a brow, prompting an explanation. “You’re my celebrity crush,” you told him and he nodded, chuckling. “Like- I spent a lot of my time writing fan fiction about you.”
“Incredible fan fiction,” his hand absentmindedly, but soothingly, ran up and down your back. You smiled, sitting up again. “Why’s it weird?” He quizzed, fingers gently tucking your hair behind your ear as he brushed your cheek with your thumb. “Did last night not live up to your imagination?”
“My imagination couldn’t have lived up to last night,” you giggled and he chuckled; his cheeks were starting to hurt from smiling. “No, I mean- it’s weird because this is like a dream come true for me. I’m like a nobody,” you said and he pursed his lips at you; he hated it when you said that because you were everything to him. “Who gets to date their celebrity crush?”
“You,” he answered, “and me when you become a famous, Oscar winning screen writer.” You smiled and reached for his face, brushing his cheek with your thumb. “And can you not call yourself a nobody anymore? You know I hate it when you do that,” he reminded you and you nodded with pursed lips.
“Just out of curiosity,” you began and his facials waited, “what happens to my Tumblr now?”
“Uh- What do you mean ‘what happens to my Tumblr now?’” He asked with narrowed eyes.
“We’re like dating now, right?” You asked and he nodded. “So what does that mean for my writing? Surely you don’t want me to write about-” you gestured between the two of you, “this anymore. I mean- before that, we were friends so it wasn’t really…Y'know, personal. But now-” you cut yourself off, wiggling your mouth. He wasn’t really showing any facial expressions that could tell you what he was thinking. “Is it different?”
He thought about it for a while, then chuckled and answered, smiling. “It is,” he nodded. “But we’re the only thing that’s going to be different.” He told you and you frowned in confusion. “I don’t want you to give up writing about us. Well-” he corrected himself, chuckling, “the reader and Chris.” You laughed softly. “That’s how we found each other, it’d be disrespectful to toss it aside. As long as we have ground rules, it should be fine.”
“Trust me,” you cupped his face in your hands, “I’m going to be incredibly selfish with the details I find out about you.” He chuckled, placing his hands over yours. “Thank you for letting me continue. As perfect as my life is right now, I still like to run off into my writing.”
“I know,” he smiled and turned his head to kiss your palm. “So do I,” he winked and you chuckled. “Anyway,” he began and you dropped your hands as he pulled his away. “Shall we go make some breakfast?” He got to his feet and walked over to his wardrobe to get one of his dress shirts for you to wear. “There’s a food fight story you wrote that I’d love to act out.” He tossed you the shirt and you caught it, slipping it over your body.
“Of course you would,” you laughed and took the hand he was holding out. “Is that what we’re going to do now?” You quizzed as he pulled you to your feet. “Act out every story I’ve ever written?” He shrugged, smiling. “Didn’t you say you love me as me now, and not the me in my stories?”
“I did and I do,” he nodded. “But you gotta cut me some slack, I mean- you wrote us pretty similarly to who we are right now. Real life Chris wants a food fight as much as Fan fic Chris.” You threw your head back, laughing, and he wrapped his arms around your waist. “But does any of that matter?” He smiled when you wrapped your arms around his neck. “We love each other, don’t we?” He asked and you nodded. “Now that’s what’s important.”
“Of course it is,” he chuckled and pecked your forehead. “Now let’s go make breakfast, have a food fight, and discuss our upcoming trip to Boston.” You smiled when you remembered that offer was in the letter he wrote you. “Do you think you could take a week off school, or am I asking a little too much of a new girlfriend?”
“We’ve lived a thousand lives together,” you reminded him and he chuckled. “I think I can manage.”
I Was Back At Arkham Asylum (part 3) - Jokers Daughter & Jerome
Joker x daughter!reader
Jerome x reader
a/n: Ok so in this Jerome’s face never got cut off. this is part 3, there will be 10. i hope you guys enjoy, if you want to be tagged on the tag list for this story just message or ask me.and if you guys have any ideas for more then 1 part stories or imagines that you want me to write go ahead and request. if you want to request a one-shot then go to @chloe-skywalker it my other blog and that one i do alot more different things then just stories and imagines, NSFW, headcanons, dating would include. etc etc
It’s been a week since I saw my dad, he apparently thought I was joking when I said be good so I can visit him again, well he wasn’t. Now he can’t even call me.
I have been however getting a lot of calls from Jerome. The first time I answered an Arkham number I naturally thought it would have been my dad but no it was Jerome. I was shocked but in a way, I felt happy. Jerome gave me this feeling I had only felt it when crushing on celebrity. So I guess I’m crushing on him but how many times he’s called me I kinda have the right to.
Mom always told me if I feel that feeling but intensified is called love, and when you feel this feeling then you have found your very own puddin.
I don’t know if Jerome is my puddin. But when we talk on the phone it’s like have been super close for years.
Since the time I saw my dad last I had been keepin low but when I found out I couldn’t see my dad because of him beating up guards got himself into solitary. So just to spite him I robbed small things and caused chaos at shops by the GCPD. They never caught me but I knew my dad would hear about it and he would be mad but he should know me better than that and he shouldn’t have gotten himself in trouble where I couldn’t visit him.
I had to spend a week in solitary. Which blowed and I am also pissed that my daughter has been causing chaos. I wanted her to stay low and not give them the chance to arrest her. But I overheard some guards talkin and not only was she causing chaos but she was doing it all by the GCPD. which made me growl every time I heard she did something and it was there. They wouldn’t let me call her at all and no visits. I know that’s what set her off. I was proud of her for what she was doing, but not where she was doing it.
Since I was in solitary I didn’t know if Jerome and my princess had had contact.
They told me today I get to make a call, jet out of solitary and I am allowed to mingle with the other prisoners. And let me tell you if I see that kid and he has plans for my princess that could get her hurt, he’s gonna wish that he never laid his psycho eyes on her.
As they escorted me out of my cell and down they hall and took the cuffs off of me and putting me into the basically giant cage. I looked around for the red-headed psycho. As I sat down at a table I noticed that many people recognized me and moved to the other side of the room. I sat at a table and I noticed the redhead sitting at a table on the way other side of the room he saw me and swung his legs other the bench and made his way towards me and sat down and swung his legs inward and sat in front of me.
“Joker- or J- what do you want to be called?” he asked excitedly.
“It’s Joker to you Psych” I growled in return.
He crackled like a maniac “I get it short for psycho. That’s a good one Mr.Joker”
I glared and growled this time showing teeth at him. “Fine if we are gonna talk why don’t you tell me what you want with my daughter” I said aggressively.
“Your daughter and I have only met once, trust me I’ll see her soon. Plus I’ve been calling her all week.” he said smiling like he knew he shouldn’t have said the last part.
I reached across the table and grabbed him by those annoying black and white shirts. “Listen here Psych, if you told her to cause all that chaos right by the GCPD then so help me, I will rip out your throat” I growled in his ear.
“She chose doing all the chaos and where she caused it on her own. Me, myself, and I had no part in that, what’s so ever. Plus when I asked her why she was doing it so close she said to spite you.” Jerome said the first part all serious then he decided to use hand movements.
“Thank for confirming that” I said sarcastically.
“No problem” he said back smiling because he knew it was sarcasm.
“So Psych you ended up here after everything you caused” I asked deciding to get to know him a bit.
“For the most part yeah, that and cop’s don’t like me very much-” I cut him off.
“Got it- got it- got it” I said motioning with my hand to stop.
“So! How’d did they get you in here, hm?” he said generally curious.
“Me and my princess were pulling off a heist and I made sure she got out of there when the police came in and a very pissed of Bat, cops shot me with tranks and the Bat brought me here.” I told him gesturing around with my hands to the room.
“Well sucks that you got taken here, but I would have done the same thing for her” Jerome said.
“You just met my daughter and you would if it meant saving her you would come back to, here” I said more as a statement then a question to myself.
“Yes, I’ve have met her once in person I’ve been talking to her on the phone. Liberating.” he said.I had to smirk at that because she was.
After talking to Jerome for a while the kid started to grow on me and dare I say might start liken the kid. I don’t like the idea of her being by herself but I can’t get out of here yet but… maybe he can. Get y/n to break him out. Then she won’t be with just Frost she’ll have a friend. And if he likes her as much as it sounds like he does then she’ll be protected.
“Why don’t ya say we get my princess to come down here and make a plan you break you out?” I said to him, and winked.
“Are you serious?you just met me and a few minutes ago you were threatening me. Now you want her to get me out of here?” he said shocked.
“You clearly have some feelings towards my princess, and I might not like it that much but she needs a friend, especially now and I can’t be there but you can they are expecting me to break out any minute but you they won’t. Plus my daughter will probably want to break you out sometime so why not now.” I told him.
(pretend hes sitting down and in arkham asylum outfit and there arent people around him)
“I’m in! let’s call your daughter” he said agreeing with me. “I’m growing on you aren’t I”
“Kid, shut up before I change my mind” I wasn’t about to tell him he was right.
Tom Holland x Reader, words: 763, requested?: yes, warning: none
It had been a few days since you had received Tom’s number and your best friend kept telling you to call him. You were nervous, to say the least. Your face had been in the press ever since your stunt at the award ceremony, some good and some bad. Most people couldn’t believe you had made a fool of yourself like that. You still couldn’t believe it yourself. Your twitter feed was full of tweets about your mess up. It didn’t look like it was going to die down anytime soon either. You decided to take a break from social media, it would just make things worse if you replied to anything.
But you couldn’t help but check Tom’s Twitter and Instagram. He barely ever used his Twitter but you were hoping to see something. Anything. You came up empty handed so you checked his best friend Harrison’s Twitter. About a day ago, he posted a status about Tom nervously pacing around their hotel room for something. Was he waiting for you to text or call? It couldn’t be. Could it? You had made a complete fool out of yourself in front of everyone and dragged him down with you.
You paced around your living room, debating on what to do. According to Tom’s Instagram, he was in Singapore and you were in LA. You took in a deep breath as you paced back and forth. “Well, if I text him and he totally denies me then that’s okay. Right? It’ll all be fine. What’s the worst that could happen?” You could have embarrassed yourself for no reason whatsoever. You grabbed your phone from your coffee table and pulled up Tom’s contact. “Now or never,” you muttered.
It was much easier to send out a text than calling him. Plus, you weren’t sure about the time differences. You didn’t want to wake him up if he was asleep. ‘Hey, it’s Y/N. Sorry, it took so long to text.’ You felt the need to explain yourself because it had taken so long to contact him. It was best, to be honest. ‘I was nervous actually haha’. You double text him.
‘I was nervous you forgot about me’ Your phone pings not even a minute later.
‘i was honored when you said those things about me you’re my celebrity crush as well ahaha’
‘Aren’t you like out of town??’
‘When i get back or i could always fly back to see you’
‘I’m flattered but don’t cut your vacation short for me. Enjoy it. I’ll see you when you get back’
‘I can’t wait’
‘Me either’ A knock on your door interrupted your message. You were expecting your best friend for a much needed girls’ day. ‘I gtg now! Ttyl!’
‘good bye love’
Some time had passed since you began dating Tom and things couldn’t be better. You were keeping things on the down-low since you both feared the media blowing things out of proportion or making up stories. The two of you were guest starring on Jimmy Fallon to promote your new movies that were coming out later that year. You were very excited but also very nervous. You were kind of afraid of Tom spilling the beans about your relationship, but you wouldn’t be angry if he did.
You were backstage getting ready for the show while he was on the air. You watched from the provided tv in your dressing room. You were getting a feed from the cameras before anyone watching tv at home could. You carefully applied red lipstick to your lips as you watched.
“We have Y/N L/N backstage tonight and we’ll be interviewing her,” you heard Jimmy say to Tom. You saw Tom nod his head and braced yourself for whatever questions Jimmy had for your boyfriend. ‘Have the two of you spoke since that fateful award ceremony?’
“Yeah, we have.” A smile spreads across Tom’s lips and you know he’s probably going to admit to your relationship. You roll your eyes but smile. He could never keep his mouth shut about anything.
“How’s that going?”
“Amazing, Jimmy. She’s a delight.”
“Are the two of you seeing each other?” By the look on Jimmy’s face, he already knows. If Tom denied it then he would come for you. “Be honest.”
“Uh…well…” Tom blushes and squirms in his seat. Now it was his turn to embarrass himself in front of millions of people. A smile forms on your lips as you turn the tv off before he can finish his answer. You’d just wait and see.
| based on the request: Hi! Can you do an imagine where Aaron and y/n are having a random cute fight about something dumb (like cats or food idc) and Taylor records it and puts it on his snapchat. Btw your a great writer!
|SHORT AF AT 510+ WORDS WHAT, 3 imagines in 2/3 days- how good am I??????|
“What should we name him?” Aaron asks me as he takes our puppy out of its little cage.
“Name him after me!” Taylor grins, looking up from his phone.
I raise my eyebrows, “You want us to name our dog after you?”
Taylor nods and Aaron rolls his eyes playfully. “He’s cute as heck, and so am I, it’s a given.”
“I want him to have a really cutesy name, like Blu or Justin.”
Aaron drops all emotion from his face and stares at me. “We’re not naming our dog after Justin Bieber, Y/N.” I just smile.
“What about Drew?”
“That’s Justin’s middle name.”
Wow, he really does listen to me when I blab on about all of my celebrity crushes.
“Okay then, what about Bieber?” I ask. Thinking about it, it’s actually suits our little Beagle pup. “That’s pretty cute.”
“I’m not naming my dog after Justin Bieber.”
Yes we are.
“Bieber is actually a pretty cute name for a puppy.”
I grin, “Thank you, Taylor!” I wave a hand in Taylor’s direction and look at Aaron, “It’s 2 to 1 right now.”
“Why can’t we name him something like Barclay, or Scout.” I furrow my eyebrows and shake my head.
“Those are shit names, babe.”
“Oh, and Bieber is so much better!”
“A, it’s an adorable name!” I take the puppy away from Aaron and hold him in my arms. I look down at our pup and say, “Do you like the name Bieber?” His ears pop up and he shouts a happy bark. “See!”
“Really, babe?” He says glumly and sighs into his hand. “His name is going to be Bieber?”
Bieber jumps onto my lap and I scratch behind his ear. “We can spell it B-E-E-B-E-R, if the Justin Bieber way makes you uncomfortable.”
“Bieber.” Our puppy turns his head and stares up at Aaron. I knew I would get my own way, he’s already learnt his name! “Okay fine.”
“Thank you, babe! I really appreciate it!” I grin, leaning over on the floor and pressing a kiss to my boyfriends cheeks.
“Yeah yeah.” Aaron moans and swings his arm around my waist.
“Our little Bieber.”
Taylor laughs to himself and we both look over at him, “I can only imagine you two picking out a name for a kid, if you ever have any together.” He locks his phone and drops it onto his lap.
I raise an eyebrow at him, “Did you just record that?”
He nods smugly, “It’s on my Snapchat.”
“Aw great,” Aaron whines and drops his head onto my shoulder. “Now people are gunna think that I’m a wimp for letting Y/N get her own way… Once again.”
I run my hand through his long hair and rest his chin on the top of his head. “No they won’t, they’ll think you’re a sweetheart who will do anything to make his girlfriend happy.” Aaron just grunts and lightly pecks my shoulder.
“You guys are so adorable,” Taylor smiles, “It makes me want to puke.”
I am romance repulsed aro and also asexual and I HATE it when I get a "celebrity 'crush'" and people around me are like "ha! but didn't you say you are aro ace and don't want relationship?" bitch please who said anything about relationship, I want to look at their aesthetics and ruffle their hair because it looks somehow fluffy *sighs*
Right?? I hate how it’s assumed that you’re romantically/sexually attracted to a celebrity just because you like them :(
↳ “When I think of my league title-clinching goal against QPR I don’t just see myself. I see the faces of my team-mates and the City fans. I see true passion and an emotion that reflects something that I learned when I was little. Something we share at City. That giving all you have and fighting to the very end will always have its reward.”
For funsies: build your family. Using characters from all the Tellywood shows you watched, pick your TV parents, TV grandparents, TV siblings, TV bro and sis-in-laws, TV husband, TV wife (because polygamy) and your TV enemy. And if I'm missing anyone, feel free to add.
As usual, you have the bestest and funnest questions! 😇😇😇 I had a lotttt of fun doing this one!
Dad + Mom: Arnav and Khushi Singh Raizada; coz lol they’re an odd couple similar to my irl parents. Their personalities are kinda like my parents too; tiny woman full of spirit + tall stoic man of few words but killer snark.
Siblings: Shivaay Singh Oberoi (coz Shivaay’s the best brother in the fucking world, over anything else), Prem Juneja, Gauri Kumari Sssarma, Bhoomi Virani. I’d like to see anyone mess with me with these 4 having my back! 💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽😈😈😈😈
Grandparents: Lol, Tulsi and Mihir Virani. Let’s throw Baa in there too as a GREAT GREAT GRANDMA! 🙃🙃🙃
The Cool Aunts: Prerna Bajaj, Parvati Aggarwal 😊😊😊
The Not-So-Cool Aunt: Manorama Maami. 😆😆😆
The Long Suffering Uncle who always gives me money when he sees me: Karan Virani 😌😌😌
First celebrity crush: Angad Khanna
First fuckboy boyfriend who’s hot af but I dump him coz I deserve better: Abhay Singh Oberoi 👅👅👅💦💦💦
Second fuckboy boyfriend who I fell for coz I don’t learn from my mistakes: Shravan Malhotra 😫😫😫
Husband: Omkara Singh Oberoi (the old, sensible, pre-DBO one, not this new idiot.) 😘😘😘
Wife: Ugh how to choooooooooose???? Waise hi I’m committing polygamy, so can’t I have more than one wife? I want Anika,
Mallika Kabeer Choudhary
AND Svetlana!!!!!!! 😍😍😍👰🏽👰🏽👰🏽
Siblings-in-law: Rudra Singh Oberoi (because everyone deserves a devar like him), Pushkar Malhotra (EDKV), and Najma Ahmed Khan. 👦🏽👦🏽👧🏽
Y’know what, imma throw Ragini and Samar in there too, coz they’re an interesting combo who’ll add some cray-cray hilarious draaama, and much-needed calming sanity to my life respectively. 😂😂😂
BFF: Zoya Farooqi. 👯🏽👯🏽👯🏽
Other friends: Atul Joshi (DMG), Ayaan Ahmed Khan, Nupur Bhushan (MJHT), Lavanya Kashyap. I like them wholesome, hilarious, and suuuuuuuper filmy. 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽
Business Partners: Tia Kapoor. We have a holistic, artsy-fartsy bookstore-cum-cafe, where she comes and does aura cleansings every Tuesday and Thursday. ✨✨✨🔮🔮🔮💄💄💄
Akash Singh Raizada handles the finances of this place.
Enemy: The one, the only, KOMOLIKAAA!!!!!!!!!!!! 😎😎😎
Ably aided by right-hand man Shyam Manohar Jha (Daiyya Ho!!!!!!!) 🦂🦂🦂