#honestly toms livestream was everything

[thenightshadowqueen]

Livestream Watchthrough Thoughts (14-12-2024)

I loved this stream! It was a lot of fun, despite the heckler (they made some great jokes out of it, but it’s still a shitty thing to do), and… Yeah, I don’t have much else to say before I start my thoughts, other than I made a new tag for my watchthrough thoughts, because I’ll probably be making these again. They’re really fun to make, and it seems like there are some people who enjoy reading them, too, so it all works out quite well.

The audio is great!!!

“Lovely little Luke Manning” I love that this is a new thing Sam seems to be doing

Tom has his head in his hands a minute in… this is going to be a good show

Honestly, just settling in and listening to Sam’s intro is so comforting (can you tell my autism likes repetition?)

“I’m taking the joke about German train stations out of my head, because Tom doesn’t want everyone to hate me” this intro has had some edgier jokes and I’m here for it

Callback to the Prime Minister’s First Day!

“I almost understand everything you say!” He said it so earnestly

I know it’s a different tunnel, but… Cliff, is that you?

AJ inserting what’s meant to be a one-off atmosphere-setting singsong and then Sam making him change it over and over is peak SFTH

We made it all the way through munchkin land with Luke without a short joke—amazing!

“Your performance” okay fuck this guy (slight overreaction? …No.)

(They are doing a really good job of handling the heckler, though)

I love the new format of Letters!!!

“Jonathan Rolex” I genuinely have no idea if this is a real person involved with creating Rolex watches (I assume not, but I do not know anything about this sort of thing, so I could be wrong)

“How fucking dare you” Luke is amazing at picking tones of voice; he sounds so politely offended and it’s great

Ooh, we’re breaking the… It’s not really the fourth wall, but kind of?

“You’re. In. …Words.” I love AJ

“Yay!” That was so sweet; Tom is amazing

I love when they do this accent (I’m not sure what part of the UK it’s from and now I fear I’m living up to American stereotypes (I swear I used to know, but I’m exhausted and it’s been a minute since I looked it up))

“Shut the FUCK UP!” Fuck yeah Sam and AJ!

Also Sam indirectly calling the heckler an ass is iconic

“For a wise man, you’ve got to work on your mime” I love it when they insult each other (look insults are a love language, okay, and I like seeing people have friends)

“Tell me a little bit about gold, then” I love that AJ took not knowing what frankincense was (which I assume was genuine, although it could have just been a bit) and turned it into a running joke with the gold

This is so confused and I love it

“I’m Frank; it’s my incense” we can always rely on Tom for wordplay

“Then I put down the hammer” fucking plot twist, Luke, good god

“Cheryl is now…” “Knocked out.” Honestly, I thought they were going to go for ‘dead’, so it’s better than it could have been

“This is becoming a regular occurrence” Tom???

“Is this a robbery, Aaron? Are you robbing the company?” “Only if you force me to get the gun out of my pocket.” This show is gold

“You also have another gun, which is clearly in your belt” I really thought that we were going… somewhere else with that

I’m the tiniest bit sad we didn’t get two lesbians (but obviously I’m also very happy with the scene we got)

Honestly ‘in the round’ is a hilarious suggestion

“I don’t know how to cry. My childhood was bad.” Sam

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a Wes Anderson film, but their impressions are always top tier

Luke desperately trying to get Sam to actually understand the Spanish and Sam just failing is amazing

“Get yourself... a drug problem” SAM

Is it a SFTH show if Sam doesn’t unbutton his shirt?

“Calm down” Sam is amazing

“I think I’m going to give Luke the most appropriate book that I've ever given him...” “I Want that Twink Obliterated” oh my god (also, like... I can’t believe that’s a real book) (I absolutely can)

“Pretty sure that's the title of one of our fanfictions” well I’m sure it’s going to be now (also I know they know about the fandom and fandom activities but it still kills me whenever they talk about it)

“Will you please stop trying to have a conversation?” I love that Luke and AJ are just messing up the way the game is meant to work

“Chapter fourteen.” “How did you know we're filing for bankruptcy?” Tom that was an amazing save

This was actually surprisingly wholesome considering the title of Luke's book

The five seconds of pure holding-back-laughter staring between Sam and AJ at ‘egg’

Sam

“I’m going to fuck you up, sun” as a person whose chronic illness gets worse in heat, I don’t think Tom has ever said a more relatable thing

“Well, aren’t we standing in two bland positions” Tom is great

“Here we are. The two men in the world with the longest penises, touching tips.” Well that escalated quickly

I know snake eyes is a dice thing, but... Snakehips?

“Calm down” pt. 2; I love Sam (although I do hope it doesn’t actually bother him)

“If you kiss me now” being interrupted by a kiss is brilliant timing

Also AJ’s still wearing the bracelet ❤️

Fucking hell, Sam (him just grabbing Luke unprompted like that caught me so off guard)

“I’m putting this in a museum” Tom???????

“Now, am I saying ‘see it, say it, sort it’ or ‘see it, say it, sorted’?” “Well, based on that poster, I think it's ‘sorted’.” Look, as an American, I am grateful for the clarification (also hi, SNftHitW)

“The next station is Cockfosters.” “That's not on the Metropolitan Line.” I said in my last watchthrough that I love when AJ makes an unimportant mistake and Sam latches on to it, and I stand by that statement. (Also, they mention Cockfosters station a lot; is that a particularly popular stop, or do they just pick it because it has a memorable name?)

“Yes, well, he does make a lot of promises, doesn’t he?” Oooh, drama (and sass)

“Good evening and welcome to Chip Harrington. I’m Chip Harrington—” Is Chip Harrington related to André Beetroot? (Also I love Chip Harrington already)

I realise AJ stumbling over his words is probably an accident, but I feel like it’s important characterisation for Chip

Also is Chip Harrington grown-up Chip from the Cardboard Stegosaurus? (Seems unlikely, but it’s possible)

Luke causing trouble is the best

“Be very scared” wow, what a news reporter

I adore the way AJ just said ‘~metropolitan~’ (and Chip Harrington and André Beetroot are definitely related, because that was almost a Beetrootian accent slip)

Luke as a child does the most adorable, innocent little faces, and it kills me

“Oh, I needed to tell you something...” see now i really want to know what that was

Luke’s abduction technique is… interesting

“I’m going to copy your face” Luke???

“Just because I fucked your wife Cassandra—” plot twist! (“You didn’t know that.”)

“I was going to give you anaesthetic before I did this; now I’m not so sure” Sam taking his cues from the audience’s response and going “kinky” killed me

“I’ve always thought you were a handsome fellow” hello (god damn it, another niche ship to add to the collection)

“These noisy streets” I love Tom’s passive aggressive way of calling out the people talking at the back

“You always say ‘this is Chip Harrington, and I’m Chip Harrington’, but it’s actually called the news?” I love Tom’s character, and I don’t think we got a name for her, but she deserves one

“I’m Chip Harrington” look he may not have any idea how but he’s trying to help

“I thought you were going to say anal” Tom

Okay so Sam’s acting as Luke’s character pretending to be Sam’s character is incredible

Tom’s baffled/disgusted face as he tries to figure out where they are is everything

“I need to be outside at all times” I know this is meant to be a bit character, but I’m genuinely really intrigued by this storyline

I can’t be the only one who feels like Chip and the mum have a bit of chemistry…

AJ messing up his name after saying it a thousand times might be my new favourite thing

I know we talk a lot about AJ’s singing—as we should—but Sam is also really good

“It’s like that, but really much weirder” AJ is amazing

Chip Harrington is the best

This is chaos

Honestly Tom’s character is a great mum

“There’s a man out on my lawn who won’t shut the fuck up” I love Tom

I genuinely think the mum might be the most sane character we’ve ever gotten

“The audience will ~never know~” god damn it, I’ve been entrapped by another play

I love that the Underground Murderer didn’t actually kill anyone

Tom and Sam’s high-pitched-voice bit at the end is amazing

“We’ll never see some of you ever again. Hopefully that motherfucker.” Fuck. Yes. Sam!

I really hate that they had to deal with that heckler (but they did do an amazing job)

[xxzlushiez]

I’ve got an original request for ya, dw this wont be sent to any other blog and if it is it was not me 🛐 the reader won’t be pregnant but her and Bill already have their toddler and they’re at that stage when they repeat everything they hear. So during a livestream (reader is a member of tokio hotel) they’re just talking with fans and the boys and the kid suddenly says a swear word in either german or english super loud in the back. Bill and the reader just look at each other like “where did it learn that” and the others are loosing it

Got it from who?

B. Kaulitz x F! Reader

Synopsis: maybe having your kid around the band wasn't such a good idea💀

Notes: just fluff, cussing, bill and Name have a daughter, based on 2023! Bill, got inspo from a video of Gustav

A/N: Since it wasn't specified, I made this 2023 Bill I hope that's alright. You can imagine it as any Bill Ijust have it as 2023 Bill because I feel like it fits this prompt better! I hope you enjoy❤️❤️

- Having a kid with Bill was honestly the best decision of your life

-He's such a naturally good dad and the kid grows up too be so amazing

-mostly...

-Your kid went with you everywhere

-whether it be to concerts or interviews

-when she was old enough to make her own decisions, you let her come on stage with the rest of the band

-The fans are wild about her

-she gets just so many gifts like you guts had to make another room to put all her gifts in

-even though she's spoiled rotten b gifts her personality sure doesn't show it

-She's just the sweetest kid to everyone (she has a little bit of beef w/ Georg though for some reason)

-So, you can imagine you and Bill's surprise when she randomly cussed during a fan livestream

-You and Bill were busy chatting with the rest of the band when it happened

-it was so shocking Bill thought he misheard

-"What...what did she just say?"

-Bill was so embarrassed

-The viewers full on erupted when she said it

-went viral on so many platforms

-'Name and Bill Kaulitz's daughter cussing like a sailor'

-"what did she say???" "OMG WHATTTT??" "HAHAH SHE JUST CUSSED" "WORLDSTARRRR" -it didn't help that the rest of the band was laughing their asses of in the background

-she even repeated it when Bill asked what she said

-"Hör auf, eine Fotze zu sein"(stop being a cunt/pussy)

-she was apparently talking to one of her toys

-you and Bill started bickering like children about who she got it from

-"she definitely got it from you" "No. Way. I would never say!"

-until out of nowhere tom interrupts you guys-

-"Sounds like something Gustav would say."

-you both just stared at his goofy filtered face like "...he's so right"

-Gustav got a beating the next time you both saw him

-definitely stopped bringing her to all of the tours

-when you did, she was always cussing during interviews because it made all the fans laugh

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winners and losers : p.p

peter decides to host a quiz night for the avengers. little does he know everyone can see the answers during the entire quiz. (based on tom hollands quiz live stream!) (947 words) 

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“Okay, does everyone have a note pad or a piece of paper?” Peter looks around the room as his fellow Avengers nod. “Wait, Mr Stark do you need paper?”

Tony lifts his head up and simply shakes his head. “No, I’m good, kid. Jarvis will keep a note of my answers.” Tony states nonchalantly whilst a light laugh escapes your lips as you look over to Peter, clearly caught off guard by his response.

“O..okay then Mr Stark. Well, let’s start quiz night.” Peter cheers himself on as everyone shares a begrudged look.

With missions currently being minimal, it has resulted in everyone spending more time in the compound. Quickly, the number of daily activities you could do became repetitive, even for superheroes and when Tony stated his boredom; Peter came up with a solution.

“Just remember who got us into this mess, Tony.” Bruce nutters, his pen rolling between his fingertips.

"I only said I was running out of things to do between building suits and seeing Pepper." Tony reminds his friend as he rolls his eyes, unaware of Peter scribbling some quick notes before he picks up the hand made quiz cards in his hands.

"Right, so write down your answers or Mr Stark, let Jarvis record them and swap at the end." Peter smiles proudly as he looks around at everyone looking less than impressed beside you.

You give him a thumbs up as you sit between Bucky and Sam, knowing it would be the best attempt to stop the pair cheating.

"The first question, oh and we're doing films and TV first." Peter explains as he holds up his first card. "Oh, it's a good one." He mutters to himself, and you can't help but feel the butterflies in your stomach flutter at his pride.

Looking up from your notepad, you could see the question through the piece of paper along with the answer below. Despite it being backwards, it was still eligible.

“Pet-” Before you could speak up, Sam kicked you. “Ow!” You call out, glaring to Sam who shakes his head.

“Don’t Y/L/N.” Sam mutters to you. “I got a bet with Cap that I’ll score more points than him.” He adds, looking up as Peter reads out the question with a bright smile.

You sigh to yourself as you write down your answer, trying not to look up at Peter and the answer written on the page in front of him.

“Everyone got an answer?” Peter asks and nearly everyone agrees, but Thor hums loudly. “You okay Thor?”

Thor slumps into the armchair, rocking back and forth. “What is Titanic?” He questions and Natasha groans loudly.

“Thor, we watched it last week!” Natasha calls out, but Thor simply shrugs his shoulders. “You know, the ship, iceberg, death?” Despite Natasha’s attempt to jog his memory, Thor shakes his head.

“Question two?” Peter weakly questions, focusing on you as a smile crosses your lips.

“Ready when you are, Pete.” You tell him, catching the blush on his cheeks as Sam and Bucky mock you playfully.

“Yeah, Pete, we’re ready.” Sam comments, and this time you kick him in retaliation.

*

After swapping your answer sheet around, you hold back your laugh as Thor’s answers are scribbled across the page.

“These all your answers, Thor?” You ask, biting back the humour in your tone as Thor proudly nods.

“I know, Lady Y/n, I surprised myself.” He comments.

“Yeah, sure did.” You mumble under your breath as Peter begins to read out the answers.

“I bet none of you got this answer,” Peter chuckles, still oblivious that his use of sharpie on a sheet of paper bleeds through.

“Well, Natasha got it right.” Clint states.

“Bucky got it too.” Thor comments.

“Oh,” Peter’s shoulders sink as everyone slowly states they had the answer right, well, all but Thor who guessed Dinosaurs when the question was about The Tudor era in Britain.

“Next answer, Pete?” You ask, sitting on the edge of the sofa, drowning out everyone’s giggles and shared looks at Peter’s expense.

“Right, yeah.” Peter snaps out of his daze as he carries on. “Oh, this is the last answer.” He lets out a curt laugh and reads the answer. “So, total up your scores and let's see who won.”

Quickly, the Avengers tally up their totals and read out their scores.

Much to Peter’s surprise, nearly everyone scored full marks. “Wow, I, that’s,” Peter stumbles over his words, shock clearly written across his face. “good work, everyone.” He states, and Sam is the first to stand up.

“Nice work, kid.” Sam pats his shoulder. “Good choice of questions gotta say some were tough.” He winces playfully, and Peter smiles brightly as he nods along.

Slowly but surely all of the Avengers file out until it’s just you and Peter.

“Do you think that went okay?” Peter asks, fiddling with the quiz pages on his lap.

“Pete,” You start as you walk over, sitting beside him. “I think you did a great job. And it was fun to play a game with everyone.” You kiss his cheek as you take the quiz pages from his lap. “Come on, let’s go to bed, yeah?”

Rising to your feet, you head out of the shared living space, expecting Peter to be behind you. Yet, as you glance over your shoulder, your eyes widen.

“Y/n,” Peter speaks up as he holds up a sheet of paper with one of the quiz questions on to the light and turns it over.

“Shit.” You mutter to yourself as you rush out of the room, hearing Peter yelling after you as he waves the quiz questions in his hand.

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[topweeklyupdate]

TØP Bi-Monthly Update #157: A Cinematic Experience (5/20/22)

Pictured: Face reveal (kinda).

Howdy, fam! Been awhile, but I saw a dope movie last night that got me itchin for an update.

It's not that there hasn't been lots going on the last two months that has been worth updating! Tyler and Josh did a small press cycle in which Tyler revealed that he was fired from Top Gun: Maverick by Tom Cruise himself (not really; seems more like Tyler had been hired by someone who later got fired, but the former makes a better headline). We got two more very belated Takeover Tour update videos from Mark displaying our band's performance at Austin's Circuit of the Americas and Tyler's Buckeye loyalty in Ohio (those haven't gotten many views, which I suspect has something to do with them not showing up in my YouTube subscriptions even with notifications on...) Our band is getting back on the road next week to perform at BottleRock Festival in Napa Valley. Most importantly, Tyler and Junie had their second daughter, Junie.

But the thing that got me to dust off the ol' Tumblr was, of course, getting to view last year's Livestream Experience- by my mark our band's artistic pinnacle- on the big screen last night. While I definitely wish that my screening's audience was as lively as some of the ones I've seen on Twitter, I was extremely pleased with the product on screen, supplemented not just by grander visual and audio scale but also by Dema trivia and two all-new Behind-the-Scenes videos.

The first was an expansive look at the show's creation, covering everything from set design to costuming to choreography. That part would have been amazing enough on its own, as it fully captured the scale and sizzling creativity of the project. However, it was overshadowed by the second, which traced the band's growth with 12 years of archival footage. Highlights include Tyler and Josh putting screams into soundchecks to fit in with other metal bands on their local lineups, them reacting to one fan's interesting thrash dance, and Tyler's 2011 sideburns. Seeing how far they have come from those days, especially when the cotton-candy-haired one gave a rousing pre-livestream speech to all of his artistic collaborators, honestly gave me chills.

I've come so far with this band over the last decade. I have never been prouder of anyone that I don't know personally. They have shaped the direction of my life for the better, and they will remain the most important artists in my life even if they never release another song.

But I sure hope they do.

Power to the local dreamer.

|-/

[imjusttpeachy]

the early bird gets the panini (c.h.)

well this is quite the change of pace isn’t it. lmao i figured u guys needed a break from the crying so here’s... whatever this is

thank u all new followers!! u jus made a big mistake💞🦋

u guys should search up “my very real collab with 50 cent” by corpse if you haven’t heard it yet, i ascended the first time i listened lmaoooo

playlist

the wombats - greek tragedy

aminé - heebiejeebies

free nationals - beauty and essex

the marías- let my baby stay

summary: Corpse interrupts the reader’s morning livestream after she left him alone in bed that morning. Fluff and fuckery ensues.

word count: 2, 326

WARNINGS: she/her pronouns, coarse language

>>>

“Okay, Tom Nook is the most bitch-ass motherfucker I’ve ever met. I could fold him like a panini with a slap I swear to god.”

Mornings were definitely one of your favourite times to stream. Of course, you loved staying up into the early hours of the morning only kept awake by the energy drinks running through your veins and the screaming of your friends over your headset, but nothing could beat the sweet simplicity of waking up with your watchers. It was always so calm, your anxiety levels at a low with the small audience building up slowly as more of them woke up. Reading those good morning messages saying that you helped to start their day off on a good foot— nothing would beat that.

The only downside to these scheduled morning streams was having to tear yourself away from the cozy warmth of your bed, especially if there was a certain someone blanketed over you silently persuading you to stay there forever. It was always a rare sight, bruised eyes sealed shut, long eyelashes kissing pale cheeks as small snores escaped from slightly parted lips. Glancing down at the messy black mop that rested on top of your chest, you sighed softly. You knew he’d only been asleep for a few hours, if that, thinking back to the night before where you crawled into bed alone after kissing him goodnight before leaving him to finish editing for his latest video. He worked too hard, but despite you reminding him this every single time he stayed up into the dark hours of the night to finish his work, he always never seemed to be satisfied. Most of the time you were able to coax him from the stuffy confines of his gaming office, bribing him with sweet kisses and promises of cuddles; when he was in the zone, though, nothing could steer his sore eyes away from the monitor. So with a sweet kiss goodnight, you’d make your way to the bedroom, falling asleep to the faint click-clacks of his keyboard.

It was funny how different you were in that aspect. You always loved mornings, the sun shining through the blinds always brought a smile to your face holding the promise of a bright day ahead. It felt good to never be in a rush, to enjoy the still air, and watch the world around you wake up as people settled into their daily routines. The day’s chaos always seemed to leak through into the dark of the night, but in the morning everything felt new and refreshed; the perfect new beginning to another chapter in the story of your life. Though, allowing yourself the guilty pleasure of staying in bed tangled together with your favourite person every so often wouldn’t hurt anyone.

Okay, maybe it was almost every day.

But who could say no when those strong arms encased you so perfectly, holding you so close you couldn’t figure out where you ended and where he started? Who could say no to his warm skin pressed against your own, the weight of his body grounding you as you pulled yourself from the darkness of sleep? Who could say no to being able to study his face up close, running your fingertip ever so lightly along the curve of his jaw, the bridge of his nose, the apples of his cheekbones, watching his eyelids flutter as he stirred softly in his sleep? Who could say no to the pillow talk you shared once those pretty eyes opened, the deep grumble of his morning voice that prickled goosebumps over your skin as he muttered those 3 sweet little words?

Definitely not you.

Well, not often anyway.

Reluctantly pulling your gaze away from the sweet face resting on your chest, you glanced over to the alarm clock on the nightstand. Red numbers reading 9:37 AM that seemed to be glaring back at you pushed any thought of indulging in your morning pleasures straight from your mind. You’d need to be live in 20 minutes. Puffing another sigh from your lips you slowly worked your way out from underneath your personal weighted blanket, trying your best to maneuver him softly onto the pillows to not wake him. Of course, you’d never be that lucky. Hissing through your teeth as your feet hit the icy top of the hardwood floor, you whipped your head around as a warm hand encased your wrist in a loose grip. Beneath messy bed head that could barely be seen from underneath the comforter that you had pulled back on top of him, you see the glimpse of tired eyes clouded with confusion peering out from underneath.

“Angel?” The deep grumble muttered underneath his breath almost made you throw all your plans to the wind and crawl right back into the fluffy clouds you longed to once again get lost in. Huffing out a sigh you slowly turned around, pulling your hand from his grasp only to bury it in the dark locks buried among the pillows. You leaned down softly, pushing your hands through his hair to reveal soft pleading eyes staring back at you, doing nothing but making your heart ache for having to leave so soon. Trancing your thumb along his eyebrow to try and smooth the small furrow that had made its home between them, you sighed softly.

“It’s Thursday, gotta stream puppy.” You watched as a small flash of recognition passed across his bleary eyes, a puff escaping his lips from under the comforter as you watched his chest fall slightly. Pulling his head up from the comforter, you smiled as you felt chapped lips press a small kiss to the inside of your wrist in understanding. Allowing yourself a bit of fun you leaned down pressing your lips to his briefly, giggling softly as a whine escaped his mouth as you pulled away. “Promise I won’t be long, I’ll be back before you even have time to miss me.”

“Too late for that.”

>>>

Smiling as you glanced up at your monitor that held your live chat, you watched as your viewers lost it with your threat to an animated shopkeeper. Times like this are what remind you of how grateful you are to your subscribers, they were practically family at this point and you felt you couldn’t be luckier to have such genuine, warm-hearted people that wanted to watch; even when you were cussing out characters that did nothing to you. You were laughing as you read some of the chat replies out loud when you saw your phone light up with a text from where it was sitting on your desk. Excusing yourself for a moment from the stream you grabbed your phone seeing a message from Corpse. 

Corpsie💞💞: did you order coffee? someone knocked on the door and there’s a paper bag on the step

Cursing to yourself quietly for forgetting, you answered him quickly saying that you just needed to cut to a break on stream and you’d be out in a minute to grab it. He was wary of even opening the front door these days, and honestly, you couldn’t blame him. The last time you had driven out to pick up whatever was sent into his P.O. Box, there were people waiting outside the building. When you went inside to grab everything, you asked the teller what exactly they were waiting for, to which he told you that they were hoping to catch a glimpse of this faceless internet star as this is where he’d go to get his mail. You don’t think you’ve ever walked faster to your car— trying your best to not grab their attention though your body was shaking with adrenaline, knowing they might’ve seen him while he was waiting there for you. Practically throwing open the driver's door, you tossed everything haphazardly into the back seat, telling Corpse to pull up his hood and mask as you started the car and peeled out of there. That was the last time he left the house.

You sighed, dropping your phone back on your desk as well as the switch that had been sitting in your lap, beginning to explain that you needed a quick break to get your coffee and starting to click through the settings to set up your break screen when you saw your phone light up again.

Corpsie💞💞: nah don’t worry i got it

You barely had time to sit back in your chair as you stared at your phone in disbelief before there was a soft knocking on your office door. 

“Just kidding guys, apparently we have a kind guest who’s bringing it to me instead.”

Corpse hearing your voice from behind the door, it swung open to reveal your mop-headed lover sporting his cute plaid pyjama pants and yesterday’s hoodie as he held your coffees and bag in his hand. You grinned to yourself, moving out of the frame of the webcam as you reached out to grab everything, placing it on your desk before turning back to him with a wide smile. Reaching back for his hand, you pulled it down toward you, his body following as your other hand reached up to bury itself in his bedhead. You leaned forward and pressed a small peck onto his lips, mumbling a soft thank you against them as you kissed him once more. While this may have looked like the most simple gesture you knew how difficult it must have been for him, almost wanting to cry at how sweet he was to go to those lengths to do something a little special for you. As you pulled away, you smiled as his face mirrored yours, those soft rosy lips pulled into the sweetest grin you’d ever seen. Resting his forehead against yours, he mumbled back a small “anything for you princess,” the deep rumble of his morning voice sending a chill up your spine as you leaned forward again to steal another sweet kiss. Finally pulling away from you he stood up to his full height, a yawn escaping his mouth; though as he looked back toward the door you could sense his hesitation and grinned widely up at him.

“Do you wanna sit with me for a bit? I can just turn off the camera.” Giggling softly, you watched his head practically whip back toward you nodding a yes as he squeezed your hand, still intertwined with his. Reluctantly pulling it from his grasp, you pulled yourself back toward your monitors as you began to click through your stream settings. 

“Well, your favourite guest has decided to grace us with his presence for a little so I’m gonna have to turn off face-cam, but I don’t think you guys will have a problem with that.” You laughed out, watching as your chat began to surge with messages about him. Making sure there was no way you could accidentally turn on the webcam again, you gestured him over to you starting to stand from your chair to grab the other one sitting in the corner of the office when a hand grasped yours, a strong tug pulling you completely off it with; a small yelp escaped your lips as you fell clumsily into your boyfriend's chest. You could hear his laugh from above you as he maneuvered you around in his arms before falling back onto your chair and pulling you into his lap, his face burying itself into the crook of your neck where you could feel that smug grin that was surely painted on his face. With his arms wrapped around you completely, holding you securely to his chest you knew you weren’t going anywhere. Looking up at the chat a laugh was pulled from your lips as your watchers conspired against you, message after message accusing you of doing something unspeakable behind the camera as being the reason you turned it off.

“Guys, literally nothing is happening.” You laughed out, watching as the chat passed so fast you couldn’t even read a full sentence. “Corpse just decided he wanted to share a chair instead of getting his own.”

“Yeah, my bad.” With no trace of any remorse in his monotone answer, another laugh escaped from your lips. Leaning forward to grab your switch and actually start playing again, you settled back into Corpse’s lap knowing this is exactly where you wanted to be. You were only a few minutes back into the game, Corpse and you occasionally reading out some live chat comments excited about his surprise appearance as viewers slowly climbed— his own watchers joining to watch the stream, when he inevitably started to fuck with you. A chill snaked up your spine as you began to feel small kisses trailing up your neck, you should’ve known this was one of the reasons he wanted to have you in his lap— it was easier to get your attention this way. You could feel that smug little smile drift back onto his face as he heard your voice start to shake slightly; at those moments he’d pull away and start replying to messages before turning back and starting all over again. It was the fourth time he began to press those soft lips to the base of your throat when you shrugged him off and shoved the breakfast sandwich you were snacking on into his face.

“Okay, if you want to share a chair you’re gonna have to behave.”

“Okay, okay. Sorry baby, sorry.” Corpse laughed out, voice muffled from behind the sandwich; taking a bite of it and placing it back in front of you, his chest still shaking with laughter. Deciding to hook his chin over your shoulder instead, he went back to watching the live chat, chatting and answering questions— that is before he came across a certain comment that had him furrowing his brows in confusion.

“What’s this about you folding Tom Nook like a panini?”

>>>

[hufflepuffhollander]

shirtgate: tom holland imagine

a/n | i finally did it! i wrote a thing without angst! i have grown so much as a person. anyway this is my third and final (☹️) submission for @hollandsrecs​ 1k bingo event, crossing off the “accidental relationship reveal” trope square. this has been a super fun challenge and everything i’ve written for it i’ve actually been v proud of so thank you all for the continued support :)

summary | it is pretty obvious — you accidentally tell the whole world about your relationship with your costar Tom Holland.

tom x fem costar!reader | contains language, fluff, heavily suggestive dialogue | word count: 1.8k | enjoy!

“Babe, have you seen my shirt?”

A strong pair of arms snake around your waist.

“Why do you need a shirt?”

You slip around and lace your fingers behind your boyfriend’s neck, blushing at his sly smile.

“As flattered as I am, I don’t think my publicist will be very pleased seeing pictures in the papers tomorrow of me walking around naked.”

He ran his hands up and down your bare back and leaned in to kiss your neck, making you shiver in the best way.

“Ooh, I would buy the hell out of those photos.”

“You’re such a weirdo, Tom.”

“You love it.”

“Maybe. Where is my shirt?!”

“Just borrow one of mine,” he said, going to his closet and pulling one of his favorite spider-man t-shirts from the back. You draped it over you and reveled in being enveloped in his scent while Tom frowned at the loose cotton now hanging over you.

You walked over to him sitting on the edge of his bed and straddled his hips, lazily putting your arms on either one of his shoulders. The smell of your perfume mixed with his laundry detergent blissfully dizzied him, and he couldn’t stop thinking about how the only thing between your bare bodies was a thin piece of fabric- but his pout stayed put.

You noticed the drop in his mood. “What, I don’t look good in gray?”

“You look amazing in it, darling. I just wish you didn’t have to leave,” he exaggerated his expression, toying with the bottom hem of the shirt, exposing a few inches of your bare belly. You kissed his nose and pushed him back on the mattress, leaning over and propping yourself up on your hands. His eyes continued to roll over you, the sunshine filtering in through the slats in his blinds casting a glowing sheen across you that he couldn’t peel his eyes away from.

“I’ll be back later,” you said, dragging one finger slowly down his chest. “And you can take it off again then.” You finished your sentence with a smirk and a boop to the nose, got up, and went to finish getting dressed. Tom stayed there with his jaw slacked, cursing his better judgement for not tackling you and using his charm to convince you to stay.

“Oh, you better believe I’ll be doing a lot more than that,” he huffed, swallowing hard, trying to figure out what the hell he was going to do with himself until he could get his hands on you later.

~

“...and this is the room where it happens!” you pan your camera around your bedroom to show all of the fans who were watching your live story. You had promised them a tour of your new apartment once it was all moved into, and with a fan base as big as you had, you couldn’t disappoint, even if you would’ve much preferred being tangled up with Tom right now than showing millions of strangers your throw pillows. But your relationship was to be kept completely off the books, out of the media and only inside the comfort of your own homes, with the exception of your close friends. You both knew what kind of drama it would spark if you went public this soon after your movie release, and wanted to live in your little private bubble of normalcy as long as you could. When you expose your love to the world, things just get messy- and right now, you were content with everything being divinely simple.

Feedback poured in onto your tiny screen.

“wooowww so jealous!!!”

“your house is beautiful 😍😍”

“hiiii y/n! show us more!”

You scrolled through the comments on your live-stream, laughing and responding to some questions people asked.

“Yes, my dog lives here with me!”

“Ohmygod, no, Chris Evans does not live in my basement! Did he tell you that?!”

You floated from room to room giving the tour, and eventually made your way to your impeccably organized closet, opening the doors and flipping your camera to show the live audience the inside. And right there, sticking out like a sore thumb on top of your white dresser, was one neatly folded gray spider-man shirt- normally spotted on Mr. Tom Holland. It was unmistakeable. The comments started flooding in before you could even turn the closet light off.

“wait a second- is that TOM’S SHIRT?!”

“omgomgomg-“

“yoooo i knew it, y/n and tom 😍😍”

“wtf?!? are they DATING???”

You realized what you’d just done a second too late, immediately came up with an excuse as to why you had to close the tour, and ended the livestream, heart beating out of your chest. Not even a minute later, you got a call from Tom; you almost threw your phone across the room.

“...Hello?”

“Hey, hi, y/n, uh, what did you just do?”

“Tom, I swear I didn’t mean to-“

“Baby, it’s alright. Just…what- what happened?”

“They saw. They saw it. All of them. Your stupid shirt. On my stupid fucking dresser. I’m so sorry, how do they even know what all of your shirts look like, that’s so fucking weird-“

Your mouth couldn’t keep up with your brain you were so flustered, and all you heard on the other end of the line was Tom chuckling softly, which only confused you even more.

“Are you- are you laughing? Because I’m having a heart attack,” you half-muttered, sitting down with your heavy head in your hands. It was pounding with panic and confusion and couldn’t hold itself upright any longer.

“Take a breath, y/n. The world isn’t ending-”

“Yes it is!” you teared up, feeling your phone buzzing out of control in your palm.

“Baby, no it’s not. Stay there and I’ll be over in 5.” Tom hung up the phone and you went to check your texts, every app under the sun pouring in with notifications of screenshots and callouts about what you had just revealed. When Tom finally knocked on your front door, you basically fell apart in his arms before he made it past the threshold.

“Tom, I’m freaking out, everyone is saying we’re-” he cut you off with an unexpectedly sweet kiss, this proving to be the only thing that could get you to stop panic-rambling. Your eyes fluttered shut against your mind’s wishes to keep pumping with adrenaline.

“Yes, darling, most people are speculating all over the internet that we’re an item because they saw your livestream,” he said, walking you to your couch and sitting down, guiding you to sit on his lap. “You have a much bigger following than I thought.” he grinned at you, but all you could do was frown back.

“Oh, god. I ruined everything.”

“No, you didn’t. It was about time people started knowing I was off the market,” Tom said, running a soothing hand through your hair as you continued to pout at him. 

“...Really?”

“Yes! I mean, it’s just cruel that I’ve had all this to myself-”—he gave your body a once-over—“and couldn’t show it off, y’know.”

That got you to crack a small smile, and Tom capitalized on that moment and pushed you down onto the couch to hover over you, peppering you with obnoxious kisses. Admittedly, he’d made a valiant effort to distract you, but you playfully swatted at him to get off because you were nowhere near done being dramatic about this. 

“Okay, so wait, you’re — Tom, stop that — you’re not upset?” You found your previous spot etched into his lap and settled back down, interlocking your hands and playing with his slender fingers.

“Actually, no, I’m not,” he said, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. “Thought I would be, but, honestly? It feels good, love. I don’t have to hide you anymore. I never wanted to in the first place.”

You gave him an audible awww and snuggled into his chest, wrapping your arms around him and trying your best to squeeze him until he popped. “I’m sorry it couldn’t happen on your own terms, though, it was just a dumb mistake,” you sighed into his shirt.

“Are you kidding? The fans are eating this up. They’re dubbing it ‘shirtgate’,” he laughed and shrugged again, “I don’t even know what that means.”

You giggled into his chest and brought your face back up to his, kissing his forehead, then nose, then lips. You went for a deeper kiss the second time, but he interrupted you.

“Although, I did tell you y’should’ve just stayed shirtless.”

You feigned offense at what he said and instinctively covered your chest by crossing your arms over one another.

“Well good luck getting me shirtless now, Holland.”

“Excuse me?!”

“What a horrible time to prove a point!”

You both laughed as he tried to wrestle your arms apart, but they didn’t budge. You gave an impressive fight, but Tom got the better of you, and ended up throwing you over his shoulder from the couch and carrying you upside-down into your bedroom. You seized your opportunity and pinched two handfuls of his butt, chuckling.

“Hey, I like the view.”

“Did you just grab my ass?!”

He dropped you down onto your bed and walked away, coming back in with his gray shirt and throwing it at you.

“Put it on, babe.”

You obliged all while staring at him puzzled as he twiddled away on his phone. Once you were dressed, he sat down next to you, put his phone up to face you both, and turned on his instagram live.

“Tom! What are you-” you gasped but had to stop speaking as thousands of people were already tuning into his stream.

“Hey, everybody! Me and y/n here. We know there has been some buzz going around about this shirt,“ he pointed to you and you smiled awkwardly. “and wanted to set the record straight.” Tom put his arm around your shoulders and you were suddenly in the foreground of the screen.

“Yes, it is mine. And she does look amazing in gray, doesn’t she?” you started to giggle and blush incessantly as he kissed your cheek, gave a casual wave goodbye, and shut off his phone.

“Uh, what did you just do?”

“Gave ‘em something to talk about.” he flipped his phone onto silent, grinned and came back over to you, fingers already fussing with the oversized shirt, starting to tug it upwards.

“We’re so screwed.” you said eliciting a laugh from him, leaning back so he could take in more of your features that he loved oh-so much.

“So, you know me, I’m on the record as loving you in this shirt,” he said, his voice already sounding lower, softer, huskier.

“Mmhmm,” you played along.

“But I’d like it much better off again.”

[cali-holland]

Friends or More?- Harrison Osterfield One Shot

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield X Reader

Requested by anon: Hi your writing is so cute!! Can you please do an imagine with Harrison where the reader is the boys best friend and staying with them durning quarantine, and she’s had a crush on Harrison forever but has never told anyone but the boys start to see it and try to force her to admit it? And maybe Haz overheard and spills his feelings too? Thank you sm in advance

Prompt: Quarantine with your crush/best friend- is it everything you’ve ever wanted or is it your worst nightmare?

Word Count: 1700

Warnings: maybe swearing??

Masterlist   Harrison Osterfield Masterlist

*Pic is not mine*

~~~

If there was one thing you had learned from living with Harrison, Tom, Harry, and Tuwaine for the past year, it was that everyday was a new adventure- and quarantining together only amplified that experience of basically consistent chaos. You weren’t complaining about that part though because they were your best friends and you enjoyed their company, but some days you hated your living situation. Those days were the days when Harrison would just hang around the house shirtless or when he wouldn’t leave your side all day or when he’d just look too damn good- which is pretty much every day. It was a blessing and a curse. This was all mainly because your crush on Harrison was growing exponentially with every day in quarantine, and, not wanting to ruin your friendship with him or the other boys, you suppressed those feelings. 

“Hey, Y/N,” Harrison said, leaning up against your bedroom’s door frame one afternoon.

“Yes?” You hummed as you looked up at him from your laptop in front of you. You bit back a sigh, realizing that today would be another one of those rough days- he had decided to show up randomly in your room, in nothing but loose basketball shorts.Fri

“I was going to do an Instagram live. Wanna join me?” He asked with a hopeful smile.

“Um, sure.” You replied. Harrison never really invited you to join his lives beforehand- he’d always just shout at you to come over once the camera was rolling.

“Sweet, see you outside in like five minutes?” He didn’t give you time to reply before he ducked out of your room, hopefully to go put a shirt on- you didn’t want to think of the chaos he’d create from streaming shirtless.

You cleaned yourself up a little bit, wanting to look presentable because you knew fans would be recording and screenshotting bits of the live, and you made your way downstairs and outside. Harrison smiled at you as you stepped out onto the back patio. You were thankful he had the decency to actually put on a shirt, you weren’t sure if you could handle an Instagram live with that sort of distraction.

“Did you invite the others?” You asked, sitting in a chair beside him while he set up his phone. You noticed he had a couple water bottles already sitting on the table with some snacks, and you wondered just how long he expected this live to be- but yet again, it’s not like you had anything better to do.

“Yeah, they’ll come out when they can. I think Tom and Harry are working on their script, and Tuwaine’s facetiming family.” Harrison explained, “Are you ready?”

“Yep.” You nodded and he started the live. He had his phone propped up on one of those outdoor napkin holders, but it didn’t do much to actually get the two of you in the picture. You laughed as he tried to adjust it, “I’m not even in it, you div.”

“I’m trying!” He whined, but no matter how he angled his phone he couldn’t get it to have you both in the frame, and your chair was already right beside his, so there was no getting closer- or so you thought. He offered, casually, “Sit on my lap.”

“What?” You asked, not sure if you heard him properly.

“Come here.” Harrison grabbed your hands in his, pulling you closer to him with a laugh. You stood from your chair as he tugged you into his lap. You sitting in his lap wasn’t an uncommon occurrence; in fact, you sat in his lap just yesterday as he walked you through how to play Call of Duty. It just wasn’t a common occurrence to be so touchy on an livestream. With your back pressed to his chest, his arms went around your waist to scroll through some of the comments, “Wanna answer questions?”

“It’s your live.” You teased.

“So we’ll answer questions.” He laughed, the vibrations came through his chest to your back and made you blush. “First one, ‘are you two dating?’ Well, no, we are not.”

“Just friends.” You added, even though you felt your heart hurt at the words. You could’ve sworn you felt Harrison tense a little underneath you, but he laughed it off. 

“They always think we’re dating.” He said quietly, as if he didn’t want the phone to pick it up. You had to admit it was a common thing that the fans asked because, well, you definitely weren’t as touchy with, say, Tom as you were with Harrison. You thought nothing more of it as Harrison continued with a few more questions. “‘Is Monty there?’ No, he’s back home with my family.”

“I miss him. He’s clearly the superior Osterfield.” You joked.

“Hey,” He pouted, squeezing your arms lightly, “We both know I’m your favorite.”

“No, that’s me.” Tom laughed, coming out into the backyard to join the livestream. He stood behind Harrison’s chair and leaned down so he could be in the camera.

“You can’t be the superior Osterfield.” Harrison stated.

“Can I be the superior Holland?” He asked.

“Tessa’s the superior Holland and Monty’s the superior Osterfield.” You said, definitively. “You two can be second best.”

“‘Who’s the superior roommate?’” Harrison laughed, reading off another question on the live. “Clearly it’s me.”

“It’s absolutely me.” Tom argued.

“I’m not satisfying that with an answer.” You replied, shaking your head at them.

“C’mon, it’s totally me.” The blonde smiled as he held you tight against his chest. You couldn’t help the small blush that found its way onto your cheeks- damn Harrison for being so cute.

“Next question!” You changed the topic, scrolling back through the livestream feed. There were a few comments that gave you butterflies- ‘Y/N and Haz are so cute together’, ‘can they date already and adopt me’, ‘I ship it #Y/NandHazforever’, and “they’re so in love’. You froze reading that last comment, what the hell was Harry playing at commenting that?

It wasn’t until a couple days later that you felt like finally confronting Harry over it. Honestly, you had been dying to ask why he’d comment that, but you couldn’t ever find a time when it was just you and him. That was until today at least.

“Hey, Harry, can I talk to you about something?” You asked him, quietly coming into the study where he was alone, working on editing some pictures while he waited for Tom to return from a phone call.

“Yeah, what’s up?” He replied casually, and you fiddled with your fingers nervously.

“Well, you remember when Haz and I did that live the other day?” You started, and he nodded, wondering where this was going, “I just wanted to ask you about your comment.”

“It was just a joke.” Harry laughed, “You two are so blind though, I thought you wouldn’t see it.”

“Blind?”

“Y/N, you and Haz have been sending each other heart eyes back and forth for months now.” He explained, still sort of laughing, as you stood there, blushing and confused. “I mean you’re so in love with him, it’s obvious.”

“What? Harry, that’s-“ You stopped when Tom reentered the room.

“What’d I miss?” Tom asked, taking his seat at the table beside Harry.

“Y/N’s lying about being in love with Harrison.” Harry stated, making Tom laugh.

“You’ve both got it bad. It’s just funny to watch the two of you act around it.” The older Holland chuckled as he shook his head.

“I’m not-“

“You’re in love with Harrison.” Both boys said simultaneously.

“So what if I am?” You caved out of annoyance. “He definitely doesn’t feel the same, no matter what you two say.” You turned to leave without another word, and you jumped when you saw Harrison standing in the frozen hallway, blue eyes wide. You ducked your head down, rushing past him to go hide in your room for probably the rest of your life.

You’d just admitted that you loved your best friend, and he overheard it- you were too embarrassed to try to think about ever speaking to him, Tom, or Harry again. Hearing a knock at your door, you couldn’t bring yourself to get up and acknowledge it. Instead, you just groaned, hiding your face in your pillow, wanting your bed to just swallow you up and erase you from existence.

“Go away.” You mumbled, hearing someone open your door and make their way into your room. You didn’t have to look to know it was Harrison. He wordlessly laid down in the bed right beside you, mimicking your current state.

“You’re not the only one embarrassed, you know.” He said softly, his words slightly muffled by the pillow. You turned your head to finally face him and found that he was already looking at you. “I’m so stupid, Y/N.”

“Haz, if you’re here to let me down easy, then just go. It’s alright, I’ll get over it.” You stated, trying to make him believe you, but not even you could trick yourself into trusting those words.

“No, it’s not alright. You love me, and I’m an idiot for not seeing it sooner. I’m in love with you, too, and I’m embarrassed that it took me so damn long to figure out that you feel the same.” Your breath caught in your throat; your best friend was lying in front of you, telling you he loves you.

“You’re really in love with me?” You asked.

“I’m really really in love with you.” He laughed lightly.

“Are you gonna kiss me or not then?” You smiled as he leaned in to kiss you. Maybe you should thank Harry for that stupid comment.

[justzawe]

They’ll watch the livestream because they want to watch Tom AND ZAWE because they want to talk shit. I’m honestly just not excited for all the little nitpicking they’ll do about everything she does or says. Tom will talk for a while, like he always does, but it zawe so much as talks for longer than a minute, they’ll say that she’s pretentious...

They need to grow up and realize that this wasn’t just Tom’s play. His costars have the right to speak on it just as much as him. If it were up to them, Tom wouldn’t ever have any costars and they’d want a movie of him just staring at the camera reciting Shakespeare while naked. Full frontal. No blinking. 3 hours.

[kittyprincessofcats]

So a bit of skating happened in Japan...

... and I don’t want to make a separate post for everything, so I’ll dump all of my thoughts in one place.

Japan Open

- So, I was an idiot and completely frogot to watch JO when it happened, even though there was a livestream 🤦. But I watched bits of it on Youtube later, so it’s okay.

- Hell yes for Wakaba’s 3A! Still with a turn-out, but she landed it this time!

- I really like Mako’s “A Thousand Years” free skate! (Good call not to go for the downgraded 4S this time. It looked far from ready last time and I don’t think skaters should go for these elements when they’re not even close to landing them.)

- I still think Yuhana’s “Tom & Jerry” FS is really original. Not completely sure if I like it yet, but generally I approve of more creative program ideas.

Kanto Regionals - Senior Men

- I still really like both of Shun’s programs, especially the free skate. This wasn’t his best competition and I felt bad for him during the free skate, but the program is great and I’d really love to see him skate it cleanly on a better day.

- Yuma blew me away here. Both his SP and FS are amazing programs, he’s in amazing shape for the beginning of the season (especially considering what an unusual off-season it has been), the quads are there, and his landings are so incredibly soft. He just makes it all look so easy - I’m a fan!

Kinki Regionals - Junior Ladies

I only watched Azusa Tanaka and wanted to remark how much she’s grown! I still remember how tiny she was one year ago - I’d have never recognized her here. Also, I like both of her programs - shame the free skate didn’t go well here, but there’ll be other competitions.

Kinki Regionals - Senior Ladies

- Mai is still so thin 😢. Unpopular opinion time, but I’m really not sure if she should already be skating right now. You can tell she really wants to and I missed her as much as the next fan, but she looks unhealthily thin. Right now I find it scary and worrying to watch her skate, and I keep thinking she’ll fall and break something any second. I really hope her team knows what they’re doing and that they’re not just risking her health in favour of results. (But sadly, skaters risking their health for results happens far too often, so I can’t help being worried.) I’m glad to see her so happy after both of her skates (congrats on the bronze!), I like her new FS and agree the dress is beautiful, and if she has the strength to jump triples then that’s a good sign at least - but I really hope she knows what she’s doing. And I’m annoyed that some fans are so quick to praise her for competing in this state instead of “giving up”. I love her skating and I’ve missed her a lot, but I’d honestly much rather not see her skate but know that she’s safe and healthy.

- Kaori was amazing! I love her new SP; and what a great skate, too! The exit curve on that 2A was huge! This was the kind of performance that mad me wish the video quality on Youtube was better so I could enjoy it fully. And the FS was clean, too (still love Kaorix!). I love how fast she is on the ice, how big her jumps are, how soft her landings are - I just love her. And after how rocky last season was for her, it’s really nice to see her fully back in the game now. I really hope this victory motivates her to keep doing well this season (in whichever form this ‘season’ will exist). I also think it’s good that she dropped the quad attempts for now and focused on skating clean instead.

- I’m also really happy for Mana! Though the 3A was still wobbly, her FS was great (I love the music). It looks like she has a lot of speed going into some of those jumps!

- Ayaka Hosoda’s 3A is as good as ever. She seems to be in good shape, and I’m really glad she did well here and qualified for Western Sectionals. I really hope she can make it to Nationals this year and do well there. (I’d normally say “please give her an international assignment already”, but... well, Covid and all.)

- Yuna Shiraiwa is really enjoyable to watch. Her movements are very fluid and she’s a good performer. That said, I wish she’d get a new free skate.

- I feel a bit bad for Moa Iwano for missing out on qualifiying for Western Sectionals by not even 2 points... but well, it happens.

Not in Japan, but important:

Shame on all the people who have been bodyshaming Alysa Liu in the last few days - What the hell is wrong with you? Bodyshaming a 15-year-old girl for going through puberty? And you wonder why people get eating disorders in this sport? STOP.

[nightfurmoon]

HIGHLIGHTS OF THE VILLAINOUS LIVESTREAM

I’m jumping right into it because there is SO MUCH STUFF. THANK you puppy again for sending my ask to them to draw BH in his car aahhh

- Black Hat’s favorite book is The Necronomicon. - Demencia basically made up an entire fanfiction in her mind about her life with Black Hat and their kids. You can see a drawing of them up there. They have names but Alan didn’t specify. - Alan has ‘profiles’ of all of the characters, including birthdays, their zodiac signs etc. He was asked when Flug’s bday is but he can’t remember it, and asked us to remind him next stream because he’ll have those profiles at hand. - Alan compared Dem’s love for Black Hat to a teenager’s love for a boy band, it’s that type of obsession. - Demencia yanks at 505′s flower a lot and it’s very painful for him, emotionally and physically. However, the flower grows back, and it doesn’t grow with water but with love and affection. - When Alan gets writer’s block, he goes to a room alone and acts the scene he wants to write, with voices and everything, even Flug and Demencia’s. He also uses music to get out of it too. - BH’S ROOM!! Thank you @lazarel-3000 for asking it for me!! <3 I knew long time ago Alan said nobody’s ever entered BH’s room and he confirmed it again! Not even the HatBots are allowed inside. That’s the perspective from the window, and he described it from Flug’s view, you should check it out in the stream itself to get every detail because some things aren’t quite clear and even Flug himself is confused. - Flug in his room when he has free time makes model planes and reads books to himself or to 505. - Black Hat greatest gift to Flug was letting him live, LMAO - 505′s favorite dessert is one he can share with his friends. He really is the kindest thing on Earth. - Black Hat doesn’t sleep, he stands by his window and watches his subordinates cry and suffer. He said this in the stream with much joy. What a lovely bastard. - Black Hat is fun to write when he’s interacting with other characters, but it’s a bit difficult writing him when he’s alone. Nevertheless, Alan said they’re planning to do an episode just with him and he said it’s going well. I’M HYPED FOR THAT!! - Black Hat sang poor unfortunate souls in spanish at 1:20:37. - Demencia is no longer 19, she’s now 20 or 21, so they do age with us. - If Black Hat ever loses 505, Flug and Dem, he says he can replace them easily, but Alan said something he said in the very first conference: they work for him for a reason. And it seems important with how seriously he said it. - ‘What does BH do in his office all day?’ ‘None of your business, but maybe you can join me one of these days…’ Honestly after seeing that dead body in his room, that can’t end well. - Just like I said and I always thought, Black Hat’s clothes are a part of him, but he can take them off as well. - SUPER INTERESTING. They MAYBE do a comic series based off the darker side of Villainous they can’t show on TV. YES PLS. - Black Hat hates 505 but he doesn’t kick him out because he’s a good stress relief toy. - They asked if BH had organs/a heart or not. Alan answered saying that Black Hat took out his own heart from his chest once to scare 505, dropped it afterwards and left. - Flug is a mechanical engineer but never actually got a degree for that, he instead got an evil science degree at BH’s school. - At 1:44:50 Black Hat sang the all star song. Im. - Demencia sees Flug as an older brother and a competition to get BH’s approval. So sorry FlugxDem shippers x’D - Flug actually likes working there, but like everyone, has thoughts about escaping whenever BH gets real mad at him because who would want to deal with that LMAO, like that one discarded short where they all escape on a boat after messing up the manor. - ‘Can BH swim?’ He can walk on the bottom of the ocean, does that count? - If there ever was a live action Villainous movie, Black Hat would be Tom Hiddleston (I literally screamed so hard at this I LOVE LOKI OH MY GOD), for Demencia Kaya Scodelario, for Flug he doesn’t know but someone young and skinny, and for 505 Markiplier. - Black Hat eats gory and nasty stuff but Alan said ‘he doesn’t know’ if BH needs to actually eat, but he does eat a lot. - More people live on Hat Island, they’re villains but Alan won’t tell what they do there. - ‘BH, do you miss ruling the world, like before you helped villains?’ ‘Who says I’m not ruling the world?’ - A theme song is likely to happen in the future. - When you make deals with BH, there is always a catch. - The little phone might have someones soul inside of it, that’s why it moves around. - And to end this, something nice. Miguel and Alan are planning to do charity stuff, they gave the example of a hospital that treats children with cancer, and they said they’ll draw stuff for them and give them art supplies to keep them entertained <3

WOW. YEAH. It was packed! I really hope people read this stuff it took me so long to do dgsd

[chilling-seavey]

Nothing Revealed/Everything Denied (c.s.) - Chapter Eight

A/N Surprise? This story is still on hold technically but I got a burst of sudden motivation so here’s a surprise eighth chapter lol

With another week off from work as the new hires were fitted for costumes and meetings with set designers and agents were being finalized, Christian had more time to lazy about, putting out a few more livestreams for his followers and a hitting the gym again a bit more. He forgot how much he liked to stream, connecting with his followers and even making a bit of extra cash from it as well. Michelle had even popped into the chat once or twice and he quietly made her a VIP on his account to see her comments easier. He could only hope his beaming smile when he read her comments wasn’t too annoyingly obvious.

Oscar’s birthday came around in early June and he was way too pushy with Christian to invite Michelle to the party. Last time Michelle attended one of their parties it didn’t end well but she was still willing to go with him for Oscar’s birthday.

So Christian and Michelle showed up at their house together and were welcomed in excitedly by the friend group, music already blaring and way more people than last time mingling between inside and outside the house. Christian led Michelle through the living room to the kitchen and he set the case of drinks he brought on the counter before taking one for himself and passed one to her.

Michelle thanked him softly as she opened it and took a look around the house quietly.

“Wanna sit outside?” Christian asked her.

“Okay.” Michelle smiled at him and they headed out the backdoor with their drinks.

Oscar and most of the main friend group was sitting out there and laughing loudly, Oscar’s roaring laughter standing out amongst everyone’s and his head was thrown back with glee. At the sight of Christian and Michelle approaching, he stopped laughing a jumped up to greet them.

“I’m so glad you guys came!” Oscar grinned, offering Christian a handshake and then pulled Michelle into a quick hug, taking her by surprise.

“Of course.” Michelle chuckled nervously at his obviously slightly intoxicated gesture.

“Go sit down, bro. Stop being so weird.” Christian gave him a bit of a shove, setting a hand protectively on Michelle’s back to lead her to an empty chair.

He looked around to find a place for himself but Michelle grabbed his wrist, “Sit with me.”

They squished into the oversized chair together and Christian couldn’t help but eye her silently a moment as she watched the group continue to talk, watching how she bit lightly on her bottom lip with her drink clutched tightly in her hands. They were sitting so close that he could smell her perfume and Christian looked away quickly, distracting himself with a long drink from the bottle in his hand.

As the sun set, the party roared on and Christian and Michelle found themselves playing a good game of beer pong against Crawford and Nezza. They lost horribly and ended up three drinks deeper each. This allowed Michelle to be out of her mind enough to hit a few messy dance moves in the living room to the blaring music and the crowd cheered her on. She grabbed Christian’s hand from the sidelines and pulled him into the circle, forcing him to dance with her. Neither were the most coordinated people and honestly their dancing was quite cringey but they danced and sang off-key until they nearly collapsed.

The crowd around them dispersed again when their dancing was done, going back to whatever they had been doing before Michelle became the centre of attention, and the two of them fell backwards onto one of the large beanbags in the living room.

“If I knew I was that good at dancing I never would have become a writer.” Michelle breathed breathlessly.

Christian laughed from beside her, running a hand through his hair and looked over at her, “I don’t think your dancing career would have gotten you as far as your writing.”

“So rude.” Michelle gaped.

“I didn’t mean it to be.” Christian giggled, draping his arms above his head tiredly, staring up at the tall ceiling above them.

“Good thing there’s not dancing in the war.” Michelle mumbled teasingly. “I’d probably have to drop you from the film.”

“Ouch!” Christian sat up a little to look down at her. “Now that’s rude!”

“I’m kidding.” Michelle set her hand on his arm, staring up at him with pink cheeks. “Next time we’ll have a dance battle between you and Tom Holland. Superior dancer gets his name first in the credits.”

“Oh my Lord in Heaven. Kill me now.” Christian laughed, falling back beside her on his side, propped up on one arm. “Tom’s got nothing on my moves.”

“Okay.” Michelle scoffed through a breathless chuckle, pushing her hand up his sleeve to drape her arm around his shoulders. “You keep telling yourself that.”

“This is our movie anyway.” Christian whispered, keeping his eyes focussed on her face.

“Our movie?” Michelle raised an eyebrow, “My script and you’re the star?”

“Yep.” Christian chuckled lightly.

He only then noticed how close they really were, sinking close together on the large grey beanbag, pressed up side by side with her arm around his shoulders to keep him close enough that their noses were nearly touching. Christian could feel the soft material of her thin floral dress against his free hand and he couldn’t help but reach over to run his fingers over the pattern across her hip, his eyes following the movement of his hand.

“Our movie.” Christian breathed.

Their sense was hazed by the plentiful alcohol they had since they arrived to the party and Michelle didn’t push his hand away, instead, she moved her hand to his chin to tilt his head back up to look at her. One look into her eyes and Christian could have sworn his heart started beating twice as hard, his hazy mind focussed only on her like they weren’t in the middle of a crowded party. He licked his lips instinctively and they both seemed to lean in at the same time.

When their lips met, they both stayed absolutely still as if moving would ruin the moment, trying to familiarize themselves with the feeling until Christian pulled back long enough to gasp a little before raising his hand to her cheek as he leaned back in to kiss her stronger. Michelle’s fingers tightened around the material of his shirt, melting into the kiss and into the feel of his body against hers.

It was nothing but chasté; closed mouthed, lingering kisses shared quietly in the corner of the living room at the noisy and crowded party, gentle hands resting politely on shoulders or waists. Christian pulled back slowly, breaking their kiss carefully and he licked his lips against as if to try and remember the taste of her on his mouth. His lights eyes stayed locked on hers, neither quite knowing what to say after that, still wrapped up ungracefully in each other’s arms and breathing shallowly together.

To any other party goer, what just happened was common – finding someone random to make out with in a fit of drunkenness – but that was no clumsy drunk-at-a-party kiss and both of them knew it. Michelle didn’t let go of his shirt as they stayed there for who knows how long, staring silently at each other trying to wrap their slightly intoxicated brains around what just happened. Christian was just thankful none of his friends were around to see that and offer their teasing remarks.

Michelle took a small breath, dropping her hand from his shoulder, “I should get home.”

“I can’t drive you like this.” Christian whispered.

“I can bus. Walk me to the stop?”

Christian cleared his throat nervously and ungracefully stood up from the beanbag chair, offering out his hand to help her up. They left the house and walked silently down the street together in perfect silence, not quite knowing what to say. Christian had his hands in his pockets and kept stealing glances at her as she kept looking straight ahead. They reached the bus stop and slowed to a stop to face each other.

“So.” Christian mumbled.

“So.” Michelle cracked a small smile.

“I’ll see you Monday then?”

“Yep. 10am.” Michelle nodded.

The bus turned onto the street and she fished around in her purse for her transit pass.

“Um…” Michelle glanced behind her at the incoming bus and then turned quickly back to Christian, grabbing him back the back of his neck to pull him in for another kiss.

He nearly gasped into it with surprise, barely getting his hands up to her waist before she was pulling back and rushing quickly onto the bus. Christian watched it leave with wide eyes and pink cheeks and once the bus was out of sight, he pumped his fists in the air in a bit of a happy dance before rushing back to the party.

[tom--22--felton]

I don’t think you have ever even typed the word “lame” on your blog before & I have been following you since way way back. It’s absolutely nuts how people’s brains interpret someone’s actual written words into something completely different. I wish people would actually read through stuff carefully & fully comprehend it before commenting on it. This especially goes for everyday life. Sorry I just had to comment on this because it is literally causing chaos throughout the US right now. And it’s all because people are to lazy to research facts before posting things that are completely fabricated/embellished to adhere to their own agendas. The anon obviously doesn’t like you so why does she follow your blog. Also it’s just plain weird she cares so much about what you do or don’t do, when it doesn’t effect her in anyway. Save your energy for something positive anon. Your negativity affects you more then anyone else. You are just poisoning your own psyche when you choose to get angry over something that you could have easily just ignored. Again sorry about my rambling.

Anonymous said:                                                                

FFS people! If you missed the home party or didn't buy a cameo because someone on the internet (sorry Val) said THEY don't do it, you need to question your own decision making motives! I'm sure you are mature enough to make your own choices.

Anonymous said:                                                                

Honestly anon, if you don’t like the blog and or blog runner. Why are you here? I personally don’t see that you have done anything wrong Val. This person is just being nasty to be nasty.

Anonymous said:                                                                

Well, correct me if I'm wrong Val, but you never said to us "don't purchase a ticket" you said you weren't thinking about buying one, but for obvious reasons (THIS BLOG) you had to. That doesn't mean she's being hypocritical. Val must've put things into perspective and realized that in order to keep up with everything Tom does/says she had to watch the livestream. Don't be so harsh on her anons, honestly Val here is doing wonders with this blog and be understanding. ❤️

Anonymous said:                                                                

Some anons are missing your point here— I didn't purchase a ticket exactly for the same reason you mentioned (the excessive amount of promo on his ig) and I also wouldn't have had time to watch it anyways; however I understand perfectly that you felt like you needed to purchase it, since you run this blog and it's useful to keep an update on things he would've mentioned. And even if you didn't had a blog, it's totally understandable if you'd have changed your mind. Love from Belgium, Val :)

Anonymous said:                                                                

Hold on there Anon , Val said she didn’t *think* she would buy a ticket this time and the hard promo was putting her off. She has then said she bought one because people would want to discuss it here on the blog - what’s the big deal? I’ve been a fan for years and only bought my ticket Xmas day as I changed my mind at the last minute - is that wrong too ??

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Thank you all for your support, it does mean the world to me. I really want to drop this subject because the focus of this blog isn’t on me but i think it’s important to remind that I don’t ask anyone to like me, i just ask to stick to facts. Like the first anon here said - it’s absolutely nuts how people either don’t pay attention or twist the words intentionally. In this case it feels like a personal attack which is even more confusing to me. Like some of you said - don’t like it here, then don’t read, don’t comment, just unfollow.

This blog is a hobby and hobbies are supposed to be fun. I don’t feel comfortable when i have to ignore the asks but i also don’t need more negativity in my life than i already have. So that anon who said I got defensive again, and tried too hard to prove my point, and i shouldn’t have done it - yep, i blocked you. And i will ignore and block trolls and haters more often. I am not going to waste my time on unnecessary battles next year.

And now let’s just drop this subject, ok? :)

[tacosandtomcos]

Me Going Through Star Vs Tv Tropes

So while Tv tropes is a fan thing similar to the Star vs Wiki and is imperfect in many ways. i was curious to check it out and see what had been put there for some aspects i was interested in in terms of the show.

And boy, is it interesting.

I checked out cleaved first because i heard so much about how this page was outright going on about how much the finale messed up, and they weren’t wrong, it actually feels like whoever wrote this was pretty mad themselves.

There’s discussion about the implied genocide, the implied dangers of merging worlds, heck, this entire page went over obvious plot holes.

It is the most salty thing i have seen in awhile, and it’s kinda funny in a way, this one got to me man:

it hits on mos of the critisim towards the episode and some more that some people may of missed upon first glance, so for all it’s faults i give it credit for finding new ways of disscussing everything wrong with the finale in ways that make it easier to understand where things went wrong for others.

I will admit though, the page does try to jusitify star’s actions despite also pointing out how bad they are with the “Saving of the monsters”, and it feels like someone should add the fact that there were other solutions available as pointed out by previous episodes and star’s actions aren’t easily forgivable considering the damage her actions caused outweigh the good intentions.

I think people are happy she wanted to save the monsters and wouldn’t let them die but the magic destroying thing would have massive consequences and the ideas behind it are not fleshed out enough to justify this was the best course of action for mewni and it’s future.

The monsters are saved, but will the destruction of a vital source for the universe mean better for everyone across all dimensions, including the monsters?.

After i wanted to check out tom’s family junk, see what they had, and at least someone added the fact eclipsa’s family and tom’s family almost seem to be parallels because even though people picked up on it, and me myself wanted more done with that....clearly nothing came of it, so i’m glad they have a section on that.

 though someone did forget to add wrathmelior having wings to her section.

Honestly this little tidbit stings considering the ending: 

Honestly what they have for dave is the weirder section cause since his character got shoved to the wayside and little was done with him, most of his section is a lot more guesswork about his relation with tom then anything

Like some of the tropes with him and wrath are funny because well, they fall into some fun couple troupes, all his stuff with tom are more...like putting his original abusive persona mixed with what he’s like now: 

Honestly in show where tom got his anger from relationship wise is not made clear since his parents were in 2 episodes.

like THIS was a detail that was a thing when tom’s dad was still an abusive demon, but i really don’t know how much this applies now. Dave seems to maybe have anger issues (I mean the dude threw a chair out of a window), but how tom feels about it or how big they are is put into question now.

Not to mention the “Big Guy” thing also seems like an abandoned part of OG dad and it feels like the show was going to make him a major character but abandoned it.

Like again, i wonder if these details should even be there because their canoncity is put into question since this stuff is coming from the original design of tom’s dad and not this current iteration. And i’m not sure if we have enough to even imply that dave is oblivious or has a serious temper since his anger has been shown once in the series.

i mean this is interesting cause i get to see what they put as far as minor characters and yeah it makes me wish the characters were used more because then the show could’ve done something with dave to actually give him a more clear character then having people base his personality and relationships off probably outdated info?

or at least, daron should’ve actively disbanded that info herself at one point or another if it’s untrue. It just feels like dave is supposed to be a wildly different character now but his og character is leaking in cause the show refused to give him anything to make people think of him differently.

tv tropes even mentions this was the original pitch, the abusive demon thing, so it’s weird they kept these elements while knowing they were adabonded

most of the rest of his page is pretty fine i was mostly curious about his page because i wanted to see how this thing would handle a minor character who was changed so drastically

Moved on to tom’s section, it’s decent at showing his flaws but reminding the people reading of his arc and improvement.

I love at least it addresses a lot of stuff i’ve been saying for years though

as someone who is used to people downplaying tom as a character, it’s neat here they do indeed consider tom is basically be almost the 3rd most important character in later seasons.

though concept alone did not gather him such a prominent fanbase, tom was just a good and interesting character in general and even the crew knew it, which is why even after the show ended how it did so many fans still consider tom a bright spot in it.

Tom still has a bunch of haters who refuse to like him no matter what and will probably never like him no matter what.

But most can agree he had a proper arc and his character remained likable and enjoyable at a time where a lot of characters were becoming increasingly hard to watch.

Tom didn’t just have a cool design, he was just a good character, and he and eclipsa have similar reasons for still being beloved even despite everything, the show never really ruined them for anyone, if anything, people cared about them WAY more then most of the other characters because they never got butchered like moon, star, or marco felt like they did.

Then i moved on to stuff about after the finale, and yes, the page remains salty.

I mean, i knew the show was being screwed bit by bit because as a fan i was keeping a close eye on this stuff, commercials, time, dates, ect. It hurts to see it though cause at the time people thought moving to Disney channel was gonna mean GOOD things for the series.

which sucks because THIS was also very true:

they did so much on their twitter to boost star, heck, it was designed to look like star, they showed star fanart, had star livestreams. Like Disney used to push this show hard till it slowly seemed to stop caring.

The Ama is also addressed briefly, especially Daron’s reaction, and yeah....

Still makes me pretty mad tbh.

Here’s some interesting stuff i found as well

From Friend-enemies 

apparently this was gonna be a thing.

Also from tom’s section, which makes me wish we got stomco instead of what we got cause it’s so clear that finale had those implications and sad to see where it ended up.

Oh, and my favorite one:

Me too Rider, me too.

I hope someday you get better treatment for your character, especially since it was clear you loved playing him so much, i would’ve been mad too.

Yeah, so i checked out Tv Tropes under star to look at some things, it’s not perfect but kinda interesting, and hopefully i find time to go into stuff like this more in the future on this blog.

[stoplookingupforheaven]

alright friends here we go. @goodlesson tagged me (thank you 💙) so we are doing this. all 73 questions!!

on a scale of 1-10, how excited are you about life right now? 4, fuck you coronavirus

describe yourself in a hashtag? #yeet

if you could do a love scene with anyone, who would it be? no. can i just get a hug or maybe steal a hoodie from dan smith or tom holland

if your life was a musical, what would the marquee say? it’s a disaster but hopefully you’ll love it anyway!

what’s one thing people don’t know about you? one time i won a spelling bee and it was so traumatizing that i swore i’d never do another one ever again

what’s your wake up ritual? wake up, pretend i don’t have to do anything, remember that i do actually have to do stuff, start school. and breakfast happens somewhere in there

what’s your go to bed ritual? snack and tumblr and music

what’s your favorite time of day? i’m a big fan of golden hour because photography. also midnight, i dig it

your go to for having a good laugh? john mulaney

dream country to visit? besides all of them? the czech republic or new zealand!

what’s the biggest surprise you’ve ever had? signing to run in college? i know i did it, but i surprised myself with it honestly

heels or flats/sneakers? yes.

vintage or new? new styles purchased at thrift stores

who do you want to write your obituary? i’ve written my own epitaph six times and i don’t even want a gravestone

style icon? shailene woodley, taylor swift

what are three things you cannot live without? trail running, music, sweet tea

what’s one ingredient you put in everything? parmesan fucking cheese. i said what i said

what 3 people living or dead would you want to make dinner for? oh no who from bastille do we kick off the dinner invite

what’s your biggest fear in life? rejection in any form 

window or aisle seat? window cause i like my views

what’s your current tv obsession? working my way very slowly through NCIS

favorite app? pandora

secret talent? i can sing the entire Hamilton sound track. any part. from memory.

most adventurous thing you’ve ever done in your life? i ate a mango with cayenne pepper on it in panama. i did this knowing full well that i a) hate mangos, b) hate cayenne pepper, and c) was already sick. aside from that, it was the best trip i’ve ever taken!

how would you define yourself in three words? adventurous, cynical, smart

favorite piece of clothing you own? chacos baby

a must have clothing item that everyone should have? sneakers. with arch support.

a superpower you would want? i’d love to be able to move undetected

what’s inspiring you in life right now? oh god. um. all the people giving us access to livestreams and musicals and arts in general. and not just the artists - the organizers, the computer people who are making it functional, you are all doing amazing jobs and i adore every single one of you.

best piece of advice you’ve received? sometimes it’s better to ask forgiveness than permission

best advice you’d give your teenage self? when people invite you places, go. you’ll like it more than you think you will

a book everyone should read? the immortal life of henrietta lacks

what would you like to be remembered for? trying new things and being kind.

how do you define beauty? if it makes you happy, it’s beautiful. no one else gets a say in what makes you happy

what do you love most about your body? i’m really good at running and i wouldn’t be able to do that without my legs or my lungs. so.

best way to take a rest/decompress? music, read a book, cup of tea

favorite place to view art? outside always. if you take me to a sculpture garden i’ll love you forever

if your life was a song, what would the title be? "Is This My Decision Or Am I Just Following Everyone’s Advice”

if you could master one instrument, what would it be? can i say singing? i wish i’d joined choir so much

if you had a tattoo, where would it be? possibly my back?

dolphins or koalas? why would you make me choose

what’s your patronus? penguin

best gift you’ve ever received? my grandma gave me my grad present early and it’s a quilt made of all my old tshirts!

best gift you’ve given? i gave my grandparents prints of some of my photos and they loved them!

what’s your favorite board game? i... honestly don’t love board games that much. i love cards against humanity but that’s cards so

what’s your favorite color? teal

least favorite color? orange

diamond or pearls? diamonds

drugstore makeup or designer? drugstore always

blow-dry or air-dry? air-dry bc i’m lazy

pilates or yoga? yoga

coffee or tea? yes

what’s the weirdest word in the english language? hippomonstrosesquippedaliophobia is both improbable and ironic

dark chocolate or milk chocolate? milk chocolate but i love them both

stairs or elevators? hi, future collegiate cross country runner here, i’m that jerk that literally runs up every flight of stairs

summer or winter? winter

you are stuck on an island, you can pick one food to eat forever without getting tired of it, what would you eat? ice cream

a dessert you don’t like? lemon anything ew

a skill you’re working on mastering? i’m trying so hard to practice drawing but i am struggling so much and i’m not getting much better and that doesn’t help motivation. but i’m doing my best!

best thing to happen to you today? running in the rain!

worst thing to happen to you today? ap calc test that i will surely fail

best compliment you’ve ever received? this lady that i absolutely idolize from my church told me that she was amazed by the depth of wisdom i possessed and i definitely cried

favorite smell? cinnamon

hugs or kisses? HUGS ALWAYSSSSSS

if you made a documentary, would it be about? effects of climate change in developing countries and how they are fighting it because no one talks about them enough

last piece of content you consumed that made you cry? legitimately i never cry at anything. but i just got done watching Help Me Chase Those Seconds and since it’s late and i’m already emotionally compromised, i came pretty fucking close.

lipstick or lipgloss? lipstick

sweet or savory? sweet

girl crush? shailene woodley or bea miller

how do you know you’re in love? um

a song you can listen to on repeat? the entire wild world album

if you could switch lives with someone for a day, who would it be? des linden

what are you most excited for about this time in your life? moving to college if covid clears up in time

tagging: this is so, so long so definitely don’t do it if you don’t want to. @prismaticheretic @atrophicgalaxy you’re up!

[peace-coast-island]

Diary of a Junebug

Jazz bands, food stands, and cherry blossoms

Happy Floral Festival and the Coloratura Jazz Band - two big things that led to one super fun night!

This year, our camp had the honor of hosting the Happy Floral Festival. I still can’t believe that out of all the camps, villages, and islands out there, the committee selected us! For that, I have to thank Isabelle and Tom Nook because I’m pretty sure that we wouldn’t have made the list if it wasn’t for them.

Setting up the festival was an exciting and daunting task. Along with setting up the stands and displays, we have to make arrangements for things like music, vendors, etc. This year, the Coloratura Jazz Band fronted the festival, this being the third time in five years they’ve been a part of the festivities. So having them around to help set things up was super helpful - plus it’s nice to catch up with some familiar faces I haven’t seen in a while.

The newest member of the jazz band is none other than Sapphire. She joined the group a couple months ago as a pianist, which she says she wouldn’t have gotten in without Mabel and Kelly- two old high school friends who have been in the band for a couple years now. 

Being part of something big and fancy like the Coloratura Jazz Band isn’t something that Sapphire aimed for and she confesses that she feels a bit like an outsider compared to other musicians but at the same time it feels right. Sapphire’s the kind of person who just wants to be - not that she doesn’t have any goals or ambitions in mind, but she doesn’t want to feel like she has to compete in order to justify her existence. 

Mabel was the one who suggested that Sapphire audition for the newly vacated position. She, Sapphire, and Kelly were in the high school jazz band back in the day - Mabel on saxophone and mallets, Kelly on flute and percussion, and Sapphire on piano. While Mabel and Kelly continue to pursue music in college on a professional level, Sapphire turned to other interests. She posts piano covers on social media and occasionally plays at the Jazz Lounge Cafe, but other than that, Sapphire’s been busy trying out other things.

Like her roomie Steven, music’s one of those things that Sapphire always finds herself gravitating back to even though it’s not as big or prominent in her life as it used to be. As Steven once said, as much as he enjoys making music and how much it’s shaped his life, he doesn’t want to build his identity solely around that. To do so would be setting up a trap for himself as he's went through a tough time in his life where he couldn’t make music, which led to a cycle of depression and self doubt. And when you’re going through something rough, the last thing you need is an identity crisis. 

Having gone through an experience similar to Steven’s after the death of her best friend, it’s no surprise that Sapphire feels that way about music too. Unlike Steven, Mabel, and Kelly, Sapphire’s not a prolific musician who is looking to challenge herself or show off her chops to a wide audience - she just wants to enjoy playing the piano. She doesn’t feel the need to strive to be on top nor does she wants to prove herself to a bunch of strangers by pretending to vibe with something she’s not really feeling.

With Mabel and later Kelly, Steven, and Spencer suggesting that she give the Coloratura Jazz Band a go, Sapphire decided why not? Truth was she’s been going through a bit of a slump so she needed a pick me up. Getting into a big name jazz band seemed like a long shot for someone like her so she figured that even if she didn’t get in, at least she’d have something to do for a while.

And in an unexpected turn of events, Sapphire was called back for another audition. Then another, and a final one after that. How or why they chose her over several other more qualified musicians is something she’s not gonna question. After all, this is the Coloratura Jazz Band we’re talking about!

Mabel’s been with the band since last year and she’s been loving it. She’s got an interesting story - a childhood that she barely survived, family tragedies, and an incredible will to live. Despite everything she’s been through, Mabel still retains her optimistic and bubbly personality.

Having spent most of her childhood on the edge of death battling leukemia, it’s no wonder why Mabel lives every day like it’s her last. She’s the kind of person who leaves a lasting impression on you, even if you’ve only known her for a short time. Now when I see glitter I immediately associate it with Mabel.

While her future remained uncertain for most of her life, one thing Mabel found as a constant source of happiness was music. Her mom first taught her how to play the guitar, which Mabel picked up quickly. It wasn’t long until Mabel was giving performances at the hospital lounge on the floor she pretty much grew up in. Later she learned how to play the piano, drums, bass, and saxophone.

Tragedy struck when she was eleven and her parents were killed in a car accident. Her family was planning to go on a vacation with the money she received from the Falling Star Foundation when Mabel fell ill. They were planning to visit their summer home, which they haven’t been to in years since Mabel’s diagnosis. After experiencing two relapses, Mabel wanted nothing more than to go to a cabin that took her back to simpler times. With the place being abandoned for a long time, it was in need of fixing up, which was what Mabel wanted to use her Falling Star money for. At Mabel’s insistence, they went on the trip but insisted on only spending one week at the cabin instead of two as planned.

Her parents died on the way back home while her brother hung on for a few more days. Mabel was allowed to stay by her brother’s side until the very end, holding hands from their hospital beds. Losing her family was a devastating blow for Mabel, especially in her weakened state, but she wasn’t going to let that bring her down.

By some miracle, Mabel beat the odds. Through sheer willpower, the memories of her family, and the support of her aunt and uncle who took her in, Mabel hung on. As soon as she was strong enough, Mabel went through an experimental chemo trial that was super risky but paid off in the end. While it brought her time, the risk of another relapse was imminent so she was also being prepped for a bone marrow transplant as soon as a donor came through.

It wouldn’t be for another couple years until they found a compatible donor for Mabel. By then it was the third time Mabel had been told that she was getting the transplant, only for things to fall through at the last minute the first two times. After a long and difficult recovery, the worst was finally behind her.  

Since then, Mabel’s been making the most out of her life. From writing songs, making glitter confetti bombs, taking classes at Seashore Path, putting together cute care packages and sing alongs for pediatric cancer patients, performing in theatre and with the jazz band, taking on karaoke bars by storm, tending to her family’s garden, and spending summers as a counselor at Camp Constellation, things are never dull when Mabel’s around. 

Kelly’s been with the Coloratura for almost three years now, so I guess you can say she’s a professional flautist. She’s been playing since middle school and later picked up percussion as well as guitar, piano, and viola. Along with being section leader in the jazz band - a position she landed earlier this year - Kelly’s also involved with Rosegale Theatre as an intern and Asian Represents! as a volunteer. Along with juggling classes at Hollywood U she runs a channel called sillypanda where she posts flute covers, livestreams, and a day in the life vlogs.

I don’t know how she keeps up with everything, but Kelly manages to make it work. She helped us a lot when we were setting up for the festival, arriving about a day before the rest of the band came. Like I said, hosting the Happy Floral Festival’s a daunting task, and if it wasn’t for Kelly, I wouldn’t know what I was doing half the time. No wonder everyone wants her to help set up events! 

The festival was a lot of fun! The biggest highlights were the Coloratura Jazz Band’s performance and the Happy Bouquet ceremony that followed. Being showered by flower petals while a jazz band plays on underneath a moonlit sky and surrounded by good company - what more can you ask for? The concert and ceremony were a little over an hour and a half, though honestly it felt like it flew by. 

Tonight’s the kind of night where time kinda stretches yet flies by at the same time. Like you’re fully aware that you’re living out a memory that you’ll remember for years to come. It’s the kind of feeling that brings on mixed emotions - joy for feeling like you’re on top of the world, and melancholy for these moments aren’t meant to last. There’s nothing you can really do about it other than just living for the present.

It was nice catching up with friends like Katie and Sapphire as well as getting to know Mabel  and Kelly. From admiring various floral displays to trying all the food stands, it’s no wonder why the Happy Floral Festival is such a big deal! Like how Sapphire can’t believe she’s part of the Coloratura Jazz Band, I find it hard to believe that the camp was selected to host a festival. Even though the festivities have ended, I’m still not over it.

In between the fun moments of hanging out with friends, trying all kinds of foods, and dancing to the jazz band, the quiet moments were just as nice. Aside from the ceremony and concert, I think the biggest highlight for me was taking a moonlit stroll with Daisy Jane and collecting stray flowers carried by the breeze that came our way. 

When I’m with Daisy Jane, it feels like we're the only ones in the world, ready to take on anything that comes our way. It’s one of these moments that make me wish that nights like this would last forever.

[timelock97]

Time Never Stops

Chapter One: Always Interrupting

Word Count: 1763

Prologue

Warnings: Language, fluff

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[Present Day]

I enter my newly furnished recording studio with a water bottle in one hand and a plate with a sandwich on it in the other. I set the plate down and reach under my desk to start my computer for today's events. While I wait, I spin around in my swivel chair and look at the room. The black and green padding on the walls were set in a diagonal pattern, and a white board with this weeks schedule placed in between some of the padding. Two bookshelves sit nestled against the back wall on either side of the door; the shelves are covered in merch, fan gifts, and several pictures of friends and me. Most of the pictures had been of Tom and I throughout the years, my favorite of the bunch sitting beside my monitor on my desk. His arm is around my waist while he stands behind me, donning a pair of black swim trunks, smiling into the side of my face as I laugh in a black and white checkered bikini. We are standing in the ocean, vacationing in Hilton Head, South Carolina, when we were seventeen.

Tom Holland, my best friend for as long as I can remember, and long time crush. Gotta love that the one person that knows you the best, happens to be the one that you fall for so easily. I didn't know if it was his sunshine smile, the infectious laugh, or the fact that he knows me better than I know myself; but, he is the one person I wish nothing more to have at my side for the rest of my life. However, it isn't that simple. With him being busy with his acting career and me being busy with YouTube, we hadn't had much time to spend together, not that it would have changed anything. Tom is my best friend, and that was that. I just have to be happy that he is still in my life after all these years, and hadn't lost contact while we went from immature teens to slightly more mature adults.

I smiled when my computer finally loads. I log on and set up my software before I clap my hands together, testing the frequency of the mic. I set up the game, placing my headphones over my beanie covered hair, and check to make sure that everything is running smoothly before I click record on the second monitor. I smile at the camera and begin my intro, "What's up, guys? You're on with Timelock! And today, as you can already tell, we are playing Detroit: Become Human. I have been beyond excited to play this game for the past three weeks, but of course since I was away in the UK visiting with Dan and Phil doing some fun videos and joining Sean, aka Jacksepticeye, and Mark, aka Markiplier, for a charity livestream kept me from starting the game. Which reminds me, I cannot believe how well we did on the livestream and I wanted to thank everyone who watched and participated with us across all platforms. You guys are amazing. Now going back to the game, Sean said that it is worth the wait, so without anymore interruptions, I hope, let's get started!"

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"Holy shit, so that's what happened to Kara." I breathe as I move the character from Alice's room down to the first floor. I glance up at the next activity for the character, "See Todd for further instructions." I let out a gasp as I watch the scene unfold in front of me, watching as Todd yells at his daughter and frighten her. "Shit, I thought that was going to end badly, I mean, it could have. This game is already super interesting, now I know why everyone has been talking this game up! But, guys, the clock is ticking! Thank you so much for watching, and if you enjoyed the video, don't forget to give that like button a little bit of love. And I will see you, in the next one! Time-" I jump as my phone begins to blare the old Spider-Man theme song from inside my desk. I glance at the drawer and pull it out to see a picture of Tom sticking his middle finger up his nose, his name place directly over his face. I roll my eyes and look back at the camera. "I said there would be no interruptions, I stand corrected." I answer the phone, "Hold up thirty seconds, I'm saying my outro."

Tom's laugh echoes through the receiver, "Okay, okay."

"Let's try this again. Time resume." I point at the screen for a few seconds before I end the recording and place my phone back against my ear. "You really have impeccable timing. What is this, the sixth time in the past two weeks?"

"Sorry, love, figured you would be done by now." He chuckled, "And I miss you."

"I miss you too, Thomas." I smile, grabbing my camera so I can begin uploading the recording to my editing software. "How's filming?"

"Good, good," he pauses, shifting in the background. "We actually finished yesterday and are going to be heading out to start promoting the movie, then I am off to start filming for the newest Avengers movie."

"Ooh," I enthuse, plugging in my camera and shifting to save and close out of the game, "That sounds amazing, Tom." I sigh, happy to hear that he was doing well after long months of filming, advertising, repeating. "But it also sounds exhausting."

"Honestly, it is," he sighs. "How was London and Brighton? My mum said you visited and Harrison was sending me snapchats of you at the flat."

"It was really nice. Actually, Harrison decided, even though I discussed it with him a month previous, that he did not want to let me stay. However, Tessa pushed past him into the hallway when she heard me." I pause my rant as I hear Tom laugh at the statement, "It was an entertaining two weeks in London, and I spend two days with your mum, dad, and brothers. It was nice spending time with them and not having to worry about working." I say, watching the video finally load up into the editing software. "And Brighton was amazing. When you're home, and I can find time to fly out, we have to go and spend a week out there. Its beautiful."

"Sounds like a plan, bug." He sighs.

"I do have to edit, do you wanna Skype so we can continue the conversation?"

"Yeah, I'd love that," he whispered. I quickly pulled up my Skype, after a few minutes, his face popped up into my screen.

"Hey! Its my favorite boy!" I yell, throwing my hands over my head. I watched as Tom's smile fades as he looks behind me with knitted eyebrows. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"That's not your normal studio, is it?" He asked, sounding concerned.

"Oh, I thought I told you the good news?" I said rolling backwards so that I was in the middle of my recording studio, "I got the apartment!" I looked at him in excitement, but I noticed he wasn't smiling. "What's wrong? I thought you would be happy."

"I- I am, I just," he runs his hand through his hair, "God, I've missed so much by being gone all the time."

"Tom..." I murmur, "Hey, it's okay. What you're doing is just as important-"

"But, it's your first flat," he whispers, "I was going to come and help you unpack, make sure that your first night wasn't spent alone," he pouts at me, but I can see the small smile on his lips at the promise he made me years ago.

"I didn't spend it alone! I made a girls night out of it! I had Izzy, Haley, and Mia spend the night with me and it was a lot of fun. I know you wanted it to be you, but when you get done with everything I can show you the place." Tom sighs and places his head on his fist. "I know what'll make you feel better, how about I promise next time you are here we marathon all the Marvel movies."

"All the movies?" he teases, his frown disappearing. I nod and he smiles back, "That sounds awesome." He laughs.

I roll back up to my desk to start editing while Tom tells me about some of the more entertaining things that have happened the last few weeks. Another Skype message pops up from JacKyleGameplays, interrupting his rambling. Hey, TL. We and the girls are going to play some prop hunt, wanna join? ~Jac

"What was that?" Tom asks, tilting his head to the side.

"GameSquad wants to play prophunt," I state, getting ready to tell them that I had some things to finish and wouldn't be able to get on today.

"I'll let you go then-"

"No, it's okay, I can stay on." I tell him, looking back at the camera, "We always get interrupted, I can play prophunt any other time. I almost never see you anymore."

"You sure? I don't mind, I can just call later." Even though he says it's fine, I can see in his eyes he really doesn't want me to hang up.

"Nope, I want to talk to you, I can always talk to the GameSquad." I finish sending the message and mute the rest of my chats, "There, no interruptions this time."

"Is it because I am Mr. Always Interrupting?"

"Damn straight," I say giggling, "Now, who out of all the people you have played as is your favorite character? And you can't pick Spider-Man."

"But, I am Spider-Man!"

"No, you are Thomas Stanley Holland!" I shout playfully, making him laugh, "My best friend since two years old, my tiny-toddling husband, knight in shining armor, and the one person that knows me better than I know myself."

He immediately begins to laugh harder, "My Mum sent me that video of us "getting married" last week."

"I asked if she would since we found it. I was hoping it would make you smile."

"It did, my little lovely wife." He sighs, "and my favorite character? Definitely your best friend, because that's the one I get to play for the rest of my life."

A blush creeps up my neck as I look away from the screen, "That's cheesy, and you're only saying it because I said it first!"

"But being your best friend is my favorite thing, you know me more than I know myself."

"I should, I've known you my whole life" I whisper.

"And I wouldn't have it any other way," he says with a dopey smile. "Now, what were you recording before I so rudely interrupted?"

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A/N: Comment and reblog! What did you think? Let me know if you want to be tagged. IDK what else I’m supposed to put at the bottom. I’m going to try and post chapters Sunday, Tuesday, and Thursday (since I already finished writing it).

@revenantwriting

Chapter Two