stand under my umbrella


Standing out in the rain

♦"Darling, come back inside! You’ll catch cold!“
♦"But Tom… It feels good.”
♦Tom running out to join you, an umbrella in his hand.
♦"You can stand under my umbrella.“ he smiles.

Starting play fights with just about anything

🔹"Pass me the flour please?“
🔹Tom flicking a small bunch at you, causing you to gasp and flick some back
🔹"Oh it’s on Love.”
🔹You guys throwing things at each other whilst running through the house.
🔹"No. NO. Put. The. Cookie. Batter. Down darling.“
🔹"Not until you put down the egg.”
🔹"What egg? You mean..this one?“ he says, cracking it and throwing the excess gunk at you.
🔹You flinging some of the cookie batter at him and he tackles you to the ground.
🔹"We did a good job.” he says on top of you and wiping off a piece of batter and eating it. He kisses you and you giggle.
🔹“Mmm. Cookie Batter.”

Shutting you up with kisses

🔸"Love, it’s just a movie.“ 🔸"Just a movie Tom? That’s like saying Tessa is just a dog.”
🔸"Love, she is a dog.“ he says laughing.
🔸"Oh hush up. You know what I mean. I just don’t understand why-”
🔸His lips meet yours, stopping you.
🔸"Darling I love you…but shut up.“ he smiles.

Him stressed from shooting

⭐"Princess… I need you… I’ve had such a shit day. I need my princess” he texts.
⭐"Aw Tom… You want to go out and eat?“
⭐"Not really..”
⭐"Want me to drive to the set? “
⭐"A little…..”
⭐"You’re such a baby. I’m on my way.“
⭐"Am not! And hurrryyy.”

Him traveling messes up your guys’ time zones

💬"It’s 3am and I want you to know that I really fucking love you"
💬"I don’t care. Your good mornings are more important than sleep.“
💬"No… Sleep is important my Love. Goodnight, and I’ll see you real soon ❤”
💬"Love you Tom 💙"

Him texting you before his plane lands at the airport

⚡"Did you know…"
⚡"Know what?“
⚡"That I love you.”
⚡"Lol did you know…"
⚡"That I love you.”
⚡"I love you too.“
⚡"To the moon and back?”
⚡"Forever my darling.“
⚡"And ever.“

You guys going over to his parents house during the holidays

🌺 Him letting you wrap your legs around his as you both watched a movie in his room upstairs
🌺Running your hands through his hair as he moved to lay on you lap.
🌺Playing with his hands after
🌺Falling asleep in his arms whilst at his parents house due to jet lag
🌺"Tom! Y/N! Dinner’s ready!“ His mom calls, going upstairs. She opens the door to see you guys snuggled up and smiles
🌺You wake up later on, to see Tom and his brothers outside playing Basketball from his window.
🌺You going downstairs to see his parents talking
🌺"Oh! Hope you and Tom slept well. Dinner is in the kitchen if you would like some dear.“ his mom said smiling.
🌺"We’re glad he’s found someone to keep him grounded. Harrison wasn’t enough.” His father jokes.

You having to leave due to a job matter

💎"I hate waking up early.“ You tell Tom, stuffing your bag.
💎"I hate waking up.. And hearing your voice over the phone.. When I should be hearing it right next to me.” he says, his head resting on your shoulder as you packed.
💎"I love you.“ you whisper, facing Tom.
💎"I love you.“he says, pecking your cheek and grabbing his keys to drive you to the airport.

You guys are home, walking around the park.

👑"Hey darling?”
👑"Yes Tom”
👑"I wanna be a superhero. Guess my name.“
👑"Nope. Your Man.”
👑"You’re a dork Holland.“

Tom only having another week of break before he goes to New York to shoot

✨You start dancing around as you clean the living room barefoot.
✨Him watching you and then joining you.
✨Him dipping and spinning you.
✨"Guess all those dance lessons paid off.“ he teases.
✨"And by dance lessons you mean genetics” you smile.
✨Him showering you wirh kisses because you’re adorable
✨"Did *Kiss* I Kiss* tell *Kiss* you *Kiss* that* Kiss* I *Kiss* love *Kiss* You? *Kiss*

Going home and just enjoying each others company before he has to leave for shooting

🌟"Darling, I love you.“ he says as you guys are doing a 100 piece puzzle on the floor.
🌟You look up at him, sitting up just to peck his cheek.
🌟"I love you too.”
🌟You guys kiss and it gets heated
🌟Him being an absolute gentlemen
🌟But can be whatever you want if you ask
🌟Him always making sure you’re okay as you guys progress more. 👉👌

Dropping him off at the airport

💫Kissing him goodbye at the airport and turning to leave, only to have him call your name
💫"Yes Tom?“
💫You see his bags on the floor and arms wide open
💫You go and hug him
💫"I just needed to smell you again.” he whispers.
💫You giggle and kiss his chest
💫"I left a jacket of mine in your bag. The one I always wear but it’s too big for me?“
💫"Of course.” he says, looking down and smiling
💫You guys kiss one last time and wave goodbye as he enters the tunnel.

Could we get into the habit of using the umbrella term of multisexual to refer to people of unestablished sexuality, who have either been with or have shown attraction to more than one gender?

Sincerely, a pansexual person who’s kind of sad about every multisexual in media being automatically labelled as bi.

ok so i saw Dear Evan Hansen two days ago and i have some things to say. first of all, ben platt was absolutely incredible. he sounded even better than the recording. no surprise there. second, i was a bit upset when rachel bay jones won the tony bc i was rooting for sjb. but holy shit. her performance might have actually been my favorite bc she was funny yet heartbreaking and oh my goD. third, everyone there was super nice. we met this girl in line who was sitting fourth row and who had seen a couple other shows as her graduation gift and she let my friend and i stand under her umbrella while in line bc it was raining. also there was a man in front of us who was super funny and sweet and he asked me if i was ok during intermission bc i was sobbing. i love theater people. fourth, i sat towards the front of the balcony but i don’t think there was really a bad seat in the theater. it was small and while i would have loved sitting in the front row, my seats were perfect. lastly, i didn’t expect to cry as much as i did during you will be found. of course words fail is heartbreaking but i think i cried the most during the act 1 closer. idk if it’s bc it resonates with me so much or what but when michael park/ larry murphy started crying after seeing how big evan’s speech was i just fucking lost it oh my goD. anyway, the show was absolutely amazing and absolutely deserving of every single tony it got.

Now You See Me: Jack/Reader

Now You See Me is such a great film! Can you please write a jack wilder imagine set when he fakes his death and you believe it and then yeah major fluff when he returns

AHHH!! Jack Wilder!!!! Maybe something where he sneaks in your room while you were at work and when you get back he’s there trying to make dinner for the both of you!! AHHH!! Thank you so much!!! 😘😘😘😘

Author: Queen of Geeks

(Hope you like it!)

I watched in silence as the car on my TV screen exploded in a ball of fire. There was a part of me that prayed that it wasn’t real. But the rest of me knew that it was. Especially when I called Henly. The phone rang a few times before she picked up. When she did, I asked her quickly if what I saw was real.

“I’m sorry (Y/N).” She told me. I covered my mouth and hung up without another word to say. As I put the phone down, tears began forming in my eyes and spilling down my face.


“Henly, I just want to eat something and stay in.” I slid my key into the lock and turned it.

“You sure? (Y/N), you’re always welcome to come out for drinks.” Henly told me over the phone. I considered it for a second before answering.

“I’m good, thanks.”

“You sure?” She asked once more.

“Yes Henly. I am very sure.” I pushed open the door and froze. “Listen, I have to go.”

“Okay, bye.”

“Bye.” I whispered before hanging up.

Usually, it would be silent and there wouldn’t be any smells inside my apartment. Except I could smell gas and someone moving around in the apartment. Keeping my phone in one hand, I reached inside and grabbed the can of mace I kept inside of my umbrella stand. I had an umbrella tucked under my arm so that counted as another weapon.

Carefully, I tiptoed into my apartment making sure I kept the door open. Who knew if I needed to run out? Creeping into the apartment, I walked towards the kitchen where the only source of light was coming from. I raised my umbrella and creeped into the kitchen.

“Jack?” I froze with the umbrella still raised. He turned around and looked surprised. Sitting on the stove were two pans.

“You’re home!” Jack’s face was a mixture of surprise and happiness. I dropped the mace can and it hit the floor with a clatter as I walked towards him, my umbrella still in my hands. There was a smile on his face.

It disappeared when I whacked him with the umbrella. Jack raised his hands to block the umbrella.

“HOW DARE YOU?” I yelled whacking him once more. “I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!” I lowered the umbrella and leaned it against a wall. Jack watched me carefully in case I was going to hit him again.

“I know, I was going to tell you.”

“When were you going to tell me? It’s been a month!”

“I was going to tell you when I had dinner ready. I also thought that you were going to be home later.”

“Well, no. I start work earlier and finish later. You’d know if you hadn’t faked your death.” Every word was dripping with venom. I pinched my nose and left the kitchen to close the apartment door. After that, I went to my bedroom and locked the door behind me. Changing out of my work clothes, I could hear pots and pans clattering around in the kitchen as Jack continued to cook. I lay on the bed for a few minutes until the noise stopped.

“Dinner’s made.” Jack said from the other side of the door. He could’ve picked the lock of the door but I could tell that he was still standing there debating on what to say. Eventually, my stomach convinced me to get some food.

Sticking my head out of the door, I saw that Jack had set up a small dinner. There was a candle on the table and two plates opposite each other. I stepped out of my bedroom in my sweatpants and t-shirt and walked over to the table.

“I’ve got the food.” Jack said behind me. I stepped out of the way so that he could place both plates on the table. Once he had, I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face in his face. Jack wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me tightly.

“If you ever do anything like that again, I’ll kill you.” I mumbled. Jack laughed and I could feel his chest shake.

“I won’t. I promise.” He assured me. I looked at him and smiled.

“So, what’d you make for dinner?”

“Pasta. I hope you like it.”

“I probably will. Do me a favour?” I asked.

“Yeah, what is it?” Jack raised his eyebrows.

“Remind me to kill Henly.”

anonymous asked:

wtf is up with the anon hate suddenly? Can't we all just be happy that we are blessed with the amazing gayness that is YOI? Fanfiction is supposed to be FUN, for authors and readers alike, don't make it into a hate fest. If you don't enjoy someone's writing, here's a tip: YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ IT. Shocking, right? ...C'mon, Lucy, you can stand under my rainbow umbrella, it will deflect all hate. <3

That’s my POV too. I don’t like all the fics I click into. So, I just…. click out. How simple is that?

Anyway, I’m here to spread fluff and good humor to anyone that wants it ♡