my favorite tee

Exploring (Tom Holland Imagine)

Disclaimer: Okay so this is my first Tom imagine so please bear with me. I just really wanted to write about him.

Late night adventures in the city with Tom


I put in my earphones as I get comfy in bed. As I am about to click play, I get a call from Tom.


“Hey Y/N, wanna do some exploring?”

I check the time. “Tom it’s almost 10. You really want to go out this late?”

“Yes, I’m bored and thought of going around the city with you. But I guess you’re not up for it so I’ll jus-”

“What did you have in mind?” I cut him off. I knew if I didn’t say yes then he’d guilt me into it.

“Well I figured we could just see what happens.”

“Okay but if we end up stranded somewhere, it’s your fault.”

He laughs. “Okay, I’ll be right over.”

I change out of my pj’s and into my favorite tee and a comfy pair of jeans. I slip some sneakers on as I hear a honk outside. I shiver a little from the cool breeze. Crap. I should’ve brought a sweater.

As I get into Tom’s car, he reaches over to the backseat then hands me his sweater. I smile. “Thanks.”

“I figured you’d forget something.”

“You know me so well.” I put it on and can’t help but smirk a little because it smells just like him.

“Ready to have the best night of your life?” he says with thrill in his eyes.


He revs the engine and we speed off into the night. I roll down the window and feel the wind blow through my hair. I shout a bit then look over at him to see his reaction. He has a huge smile painted on his face.

He pulls over at a diner that’s open late. “We’ll start this adventure off with some food.”

“Good idea.”

We head inside and instead of sitting in the booth, he jumps and lands on it. His legs are strewn across one side so I have to sit on the other. I shake my head. What a show off.

A waitress comes over and hands us some menus. “Let me start you off with some drinks. What would you like?”

“One chocolate, one strawberry and one vanilla milkshake”, Tom says, not missing a beat.

She writes down the order and asks me next, “And for you?”

Before I could answer, Tom interrupts. “The three shakes will be fine.” I shoot him a look after the waitress leaves. “We can share, right? Plus we get to try all three flavors! It’s a win win. Unless you wanted something else..”

“That sounds more exciting than what I was going to get. We’ll stick with the shakes.”

I skim over the menu and feel like ordering one of everything. I look up and catch Tom staring at me. His eyes look away, pretending he wasn’t just watching me a moment ago.

“See anything you like?” I tease.

“Umm…” His cheeks begin to turn a light pink.

“I have no idea what to get. If I could, I’d get everything!”

He chuckles. “Probably not the best idea to go out to eat when you’re practically starving.”

“Definitely not.”

“Why don’t we get some burgers and fries?”

“That sounds good.”

The waitress comes back with our shakes. “Ready to order?” she asks then takes our orders and the menus.

“Which of the three do you think will be the best?” Tom asks.


“You sure? Isn’t vanilla too plain?”

“Not to me. I find that it has a good balance, the perfect amount of sweetness.”

“I’ve never looked at it that way before.”

“You shouldn’t judge something based on the outside. You got to dig deep and maybe you’ll find something sweet inside.”

“Good point. So since vanilla is best, shall we save it for last?”

“Sure.” He hands me the strawberry and he takes the chocolate. We sip at the same time, taking a few seconds to rate the taste.

“Wow, that is really good!” I gush. “What about yours?”

“Not bad. Let’s switch.” He switches our glasses, takes a sip and nods his head. “That is delicious.”

“You were right about this one, it’s alright.”

We then move onto vanilla. Tom takes a straw from one of the other glasses, wipes it then dunks it into the glass. We sip at the same time and ‘mmm’ in unison. I try not to keep eye contact with him as we continue drinking the shake. 

The waitress comes back with our food, making the moment a bit more awkward. 

“I’m starving”, Tom says, breaking the silence.

“Me too.” As we enjoy our burgers and fries, an idea comes to mind. “Say, have you tried dipping your fries in a shake?”

“I haven’t.”

“You have been missing out my friend.” I place the vanilla shake in between us and dip a fry in. I take a bite and savor the taste. Tom does the same and his eyes go wide.

“Wow. That is amazing!” 

I laugh. “You’re welcome.”

Late night dinner fills with chitter chatter about anything and everything. After we finish, we decide to see the touristy sites. And boy, are they more beautiful at night! 

“Let’s pretend we’re visiting the city”, Tom says. I take some quick snaps of him and laugh at his idea. “Aww don’t tell me you took bad ones!” He runs over to me to look at my phone.

“You never take bad pictures. Your idea is what amused me.”

He grins at me. “We should try their Starbucks over here! See if they have any interesting drinks.” 

We head on over to the 24 hour Starbucks and find no line. “We should go here around this time to avoid the busyness”, I joke.

He laughs. “For sure. What would you like?”

“Just get me the usual.” As he places our orders, I take out my phone, open up my camera and capture this moment. I flip through the pictures I took as we wait for our drinks.

He goes up, grabs them and motions me to go outside. “Since there’s no one else in there, I thought we should enjoy our warm beverages in the park.”

We walk to the park which isn’t far. Tom sits down on the grass, placing his coffee beside him and lays down. I follow his lead. “Wow”, I say out loud as I take in the beautiful sight of the stars above us. 

“Incredible, right?”

“Absolutely.” I look over at him and just smile. “We should do this more often. Maybe, make it into some sort of tradition.”

His eyes meet mine. “Yeah, I’d like more nights like this. As long as it’s with you.” 

“We were going to gigs to have fun and it was a complete waste of time!” snorts Guy-Man.

But people can have fun at rock gigs.

“Maybe in London, but in Paris they’ve all got glasses, dressed in black, it’s like…” [Guy-Man folds his arms, looks like he’s swallowed a lemon and strokes his chin knowledgeably.]

From VOX, April 1997

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so this morning, I woke up. As soon as I woke up, i went and brushed my teeth and washed my face. And then I thought to myself, ‘hm maybe I should put clothes on’. And then, I was like ‘I mean i could wear pjs to class’. And then I was like nope, I wanna be cute and cozy. So i pulled out a comfy pair of leggings, my favorite graphic tee and a big cozy cardigan. I then threw on some knit socks and my favorite boots (Bean boots). 

Then, I grabbed my backpack and my keys and i headed out the door.

I was five minutes early to work. 

At no point did any of the following thoughts cross my mind:

What will my boyfriend think of this outfit? What will my friends think of this outfit? What would my mom think of this outfit? My dad? My professors? 

Here’s what I did ask myself:

What is the weather like outside? Will I need a jacket? Is this a comfy outfit? Is it warm enough.

I dress for myself. Not for anyone else.

Lonesome Night (SITS SMUT request)

kyungshouto said: Are open a request, If its open can i request Takashi Ninagawa x reader? The plot is what if she stole his shirt while hes busy away from home & wear it, when hes back from concert finding her wearing his shirt… after that is up to you^^ thx

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Hi there, thx for your request and patience. I didn’t play the game so took some time to research. Hope this’s okay :)

Fandom: Scandal In The Spotlight
Category: smut, fanfic, romance
Character: Takashi Ninagawa

Staring at the empty bed after a long hot bath, you sigh as you dry your hair. Just another lonely night. Takashi has been on tours for 3 weeks plus all the preparation and rehearsal beforehand, you haven’t seen each other for at least a month. Given how passionate (obsessive) and oblivious when it comes to music, there aren’t many phone calls or texts in between either. You know he loves you but sometimes you just can’t help but worry that you are not on his mind.

How you miss his scent, his racing heartbeat every time he holds you, his gentle and loving kisses. You open his wardrobe and put on a white t-shirt, it’s his favorite and as silly as this looks, you feel so much closer to him. The oversize loose top is long enough to slouch down from your left shoulder and just covering your bum. Cute, you think, would he like this look of yours?
Music starts playing on the radio and bore (lonely/horny) as hell, you start swaying your hips to the rhythm and soon follow by few more spins. Arms across your waist,  imaging Takashi’s holding you from behind, feeling his warmth and love from his tight embrace. You seductively wiggle your hips downwards into a squat position, god you don’t even know where you pick up this move. But it sure makes you feel sexy and definitely makes your sex wetter when the thought of him seeing you in this state.

“Wha…. what’s this?” A familiar voice startle you back to reality, the very Takashi whom you’ve been missing, longing to see is right in front of you. Rubbing the back of his neck with his hand while you awkwardly get back on your feet, “I… I was.. just… thinking about you..” Stumbling each word out and desperately pulling his shirt to cover your “drenched front”, god you hope he doesn’t notice. “So you decided to.. dirty dance.. in my .. favorite tee?” He asks, confuses, and closes the distance between you two.

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Walking Ray of Sunshine

Request: How about that the reader is sad (feeling down/depressed) and that Barry comforts the reader?

A/N: I kinda cranked this one out faster than I had expected haha. I hope this is what you had in mine anon!

Word Count: 962

The day was dark and miserable, almost comparable to the mood I was in. Rain was pouring as I walked out of yet another unsuccessful interview. The past several weeks had been complete shit one day after the other. A month ago my boyfriend broke up with me. Three weeks ago I lost my job. Since then I had been filling out countless employment applications, attended several interviews, made an infinite number of phone calls, and still nothing. Nada, zip, zilch.

And there I was standing under my polka dot umbrella, in the torrential downpour waiting for my uber driver to pick me up and take me to my apartment where I could lay down and wallow in self-pity. The uber driver pulled up to the edge of the street splashing a puddle all over my new dress, just perfect. 

As we pulled up to the apartment building I thanked the not so polite uber driver for the ride and went upstairs. As I approached my door I realized I left my key in the car. FML. I prayed to myself that my neighbor was home so I could ask them for my spare. Thankfully she was and once I let myself in I immediately dropped the soaked and mud stained dress and changed into my yoga pants and my favorite band tee. I was beyond ready to go into a state of hibernation and a Netflix coma. 

Why is my life so miserable? What is wrong with me? What kind of person loses their boyfriend and their job in a week? Ugh and I’m supposed to go out with Barry tonight. I really don’t want to bring him down. 

Collapsing on the couch I texted Barry. 

I don’t really feel like going out tonight. Maybe we could take a rain check?

What’s wrong?


You’re a horrible liar.

It’s nothing really. Ask Cisco and Caitlin to go out instead.


Come on, Barr. I’m fine.

I’m fine never means I’m fine.

Ugh, you’re too smart for your own good.

This is true. Now what’s wrong?

Just stressing out. Need some down time. Sorry.

I’m coming over.

Barry, no.

You can’t stop me.

Barry, don’t come over. Go have fun.

Too late.

There was a knock at the door. With a heavy grunt I rolled lazily off the couch and slumped over to the door. On the other side was a smiling Barry Allen.

“What no pizza?” I joked sarcastically. But suddenly a gust of wind whipped my hair around my face. A few seconds later Barry was back at my door, four pizza boxes in hand.

“You could moonlight as a pizza boy,” I said taking one of the boxes from his hands and walked over to the couch.

“I think we both know I’m never on time as it is,” he sat next to me and I laid my head on his lap, messily eating my pizza.

He ran his fingers through my hair, “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong or do I have to drag it out of you?”

I gave him a face telling him I really didn’t want to talk about it, but I knew Barry and he was stubborn.

“Come on, y/n. I ran all the way from STAR Labs and got pizza. Now tell me what’s wrong…”

“I don’t know… it’s just kind of- well everything. When Josh broke up with me I felt broken, like I was never going to be good enough. And then a week later I get fired, and I know it wasn’t anything personal, it was budget cuts but that still doesn’t help the fact that I’m 26 and unemployed. And it just seems like since then, that feeling of being inferior is growing stronger. Every day is a new chance for me to be a disappointment, to be undeserving. I mean, I don’t even know why you stick around. You’re a god damn super hero. You run around saving people, fighting metahumans, and now here you are trying to save me. But… what if I’m beyond saving… what if I’m hopeless…” Barry sat there and just listened as he raked his fingertips through my hair.

“Y/n, you are one of the strongest, smartest, and most giving women I know. You’re not hopeless, or undeserving, and you’re no where close to being a disappointment,” he looked down at me and smiled, “And I’m not saving you. I’m listening. I’m just here, whenever you need me I’ll always be here. And things will get better.”

“You don’t know that, Barry. I’ve applied everywhere and Josh is the only guy I’ve ever got past a second date with. I might as well be a homeless old maid. You have no idea Barry, it could get worse.”

“Well, did you know that I can see into the future?” he asked and I rolled my eyes, “And I see you happy, with your friends. With me.”

“You’re like a walking ray of sunshine sometimes, Mr. Allen,” I couldn’t help but give a small smile.

“I’m serious,” he smiled and shifted in his seat forcing me to sit up. Now face to face with Barry he reached up and took my cheek in his hand. He slowly leaned forward, trying to read my face, I tentatively leaned in only slightly. He pulled me closer and planted a slow soft kiss on my lips. When he pulled back he was blushing and hiding a smile.

“I just kissed the Flash, I’d say that’s a sign that things are looking up,” he laughed and pulled me into his chest.

“Will you go out with me?” he whispered quietly. I nodded into his chest and squeezed him tighter. Barry was right, he could see the future. 

Originally posted by valeriemperez