#hope he is doing a photo shoot somewhere looking absolutely gorgeous he deserves that

[lokilow-keystabbing]

And here I am wondering how Leon must feel watching David and Joshua plant trees and baking bread together

[onewithnomightypowers]

clandestine (chapter 5)

PAIRING: Tom Holland x fem!Reader

SUMMARY: Y/N is an up and coming actress, married to a once hotshot actor, Harrison (Haz). What happens when her co-star, Tom, makes her realise that she is stuck in a loveless marriage. A marriage starts crumbling and a new romance stars brewing.

chapter 5: the rumour has it

A/N: i do not encourage cheating. i hope you guys like this chapter!! feedback is always appreciated. thanks for reading <3

warnings: drinking, cursing

word count: 1.6k

important: bold and italic are character thoughts

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The video of Y/N and Tom singing ‘SOS’ broke the internet. It was trending for at least four days. The whole internet, already on the witch hunt to find evidence of a relationship, was being fed. The paparazzi were circling around like vultures. The threat of being outed made them hide in their caves.

Haz was coming to London in two days. Y/N was trying to rid the house of anything and everything that hinted that Tom had been staying with her. Between the paps, shooting, and Haz, she couldn’t find time to meet Tom and give him his things.

There were Polaroids scattered all over the house. While she was packing a box to parcel to Tom, she found a Polaroid on her glass coffee table next to her ‘vanilla sage’ candle from Bath and Body Works. In the photo, Y/N was lying on her stomach on the hardwood floor in her living room, a gin and tonic next to her. Tom was sitting on the floor with his right arm extended to take the photo. They were both smiling.

She remembered when he took that photo. It was the same day she found a vintage vinyl of Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong’s ‘on verve’, during her exploration of Camden market. They decided to have a listening party of that album on the floor. Tom found his new favourite song that day, ‘let’s call the whole thing off’. She smiled at the memory. Instead of putting it in the box, she went into her room to put it in her wallet where only she could find it.

Y/N noticed her phone vibrating next to her purse. It was Harrison.

“Bonjour mon amour”,

“Hi Haz, did you board the flight?”

“Just did; listen you don’t have to pick me up from the airport, I know you are busy at work”

“Fine. Text me when you land”

“Su-“, she hung up the phone.

I can’t believe I have to live with this man for a whole week.

Haz came in late at night, even though his flight was supposed to land at 5pm. Y/N was already sleeping. When she woke up around 8 next morning, she found, much to her surprise, Haz snoring next to her. Last night she made sure that there was a pillow and a blanket on the couch for him, a subtle way of saying ‘I don’t want you sleeping in the same bed with me’. Also because she thought he knew about the affair and wouldn’t want to sleep next to her.

God, I wish I had another bedroom

Y/N was sitting on the bar stool with her laptop on the kitchen island, going through her mail while drinking coffee. Haz had just woken up from his deep slumber, and found his way to the kitchen to fetch him some coffee.

“Good morning!” she said enthusiastically, without looking up from her laptop screen. She had thought it was a sleepy Tom, coming out of the bedroom to make himself tea.

“Morning”, Haz said as a reflex, rubbing his eyes. Y/N’s smile disappeared upon hearing the sound of his voice.

“Did you make breakfast?” Haz asked while pouring himself coffee into a mug Tom had gifted Y/N.

“I made myself breakfast when I woke up, three hours ago. Was I supposed to make breakfast for you too?” It was a rhetorical question. Y/N noticed the mug, it made her uneasy watching a man she doesn’t love drinking from a gift given by the man she did love.

“There’s eggs and bread in the fridge, help yourself”, she pointed at the refrigerator.

As Haz cracked open an egg on the pan, Y/N received an email from Greta.

“Good news, Netflix bought the distribution rights to Greta’s movie, she just sent me a mail”

“Oh”

Oh? Seriously, oh?

“They are planning the premier for this Friday, do you want to go with me?”

“I don’t think so, I don’t really like the people you work with” he was putting butter on cold bread.

There is nothing more tragic than love turning into hate. Tragedy had struck their marriage. The rest of the week, they only spoke when they absolutely had to. It was like living with a roommate, you share a bed with but cannot share your day with.

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It was Friday, the day of the movie premiere. Y/N was excited to see Tom after a week without him, which felt like an eternity to her. She was wearing a silver colored floor length gown with heavily studded earrings. Her hair was up in a bun with two strands out, to shape her face.

Since it was Netflix, the event could afford to take place at the Royal Albert Hall. Y/N had only been there once, for an Arctic Monkeys concert. When she stepped out of the car, she was met by blinding lights of the cameras. She walked over to the whole cast on the red carpet. The only thing she could hear was the deafening noise of photographers screaming to look towards them and in between, tabloid journalists asking her questions about her life and rumours.

Y/N was still pretty new to walking red carpets because she had mostly worked on indie films that couldn’t afford a grand premiere as most of the money would go towards entering different festivals. Y/N was wearing a mask of pure joy on her face but Tom could see right through it. He could see how uncomfortable Y/N was feeling.

He walked towards her, “you look gorgeous darling” he whispered in her ears and for a second that mask she was wearing became real. They both posed together, but regretted it immediately. The whole media went on overdrive, seeing them together.

“Are you guys seeing each other?” a person from the left screamed.

“Y/N, did you leave Harrison?” someone from the right asked

The voices were coming from everywhere. All they could do now was walk off the carpet. Tom had arranged for Y/N to sit next to her during the screening. His hand was linked with Y/N’s the whole time. He could feel her shivering.

“Are you cold?” he asked her.

“Not really”, she took a long pause. “I am just nervous about my performance in the movie and I guess the questions really got to my head, it’s all making me very anxious”

“Don’t worry babe, everyone is going to love you in the movie, and those hunters out there are shell of a person, all they care about are these bullshit rumours. They don’t deserve a house in your thoughts”

“Shhhhhh” someone whispered from the row above theirs.

Y/N’s phone was vibrating, it was Harrison’s fourth call in fifteen minutes.

Why is he not getting the hint that I don’t want to talk to him

She ignored it.

A few minutes later, her phone rang again.

What if it’s serious?

She got up and went outside of the theatre to take the call.

“What is it, Haz? You know I’m busy right now”

“Umm, are you Y/N?” A man with a heavy, older voice said.

“Yes?” She was confused. “Who is this and how do you have my husband’s phone?”

“Your husband is trashed, ma’am. He passed out on my bar counter about half an hour ago. Your number was on his emergency contact list so I'm calling you to pick him up”

“I’ll be right there, can you tell me the address?”

“Yeah sure it’s 141 Albert Street, Spread Eagle”

Tom came out of the theatre.

“Is everything okay, Y/N?”

“I have to go pick up Haz, he’s splashed out on a bottle somewhere, bloody fool can’t even walk”, she said whilst texting her driver to pick her up.

“Do you want me to go with you?”

“No, I need to deal with this alone”

She walked out the back gate and got in a black Audi.

The paparazzi had noticed her early departure, so they started following her recklessly.

It was a corner pub, the bar was at full capacity. Y/N saw Haz with his head down on the counter, an almost empty tequila bottle next to him.

“Haz wake up, come on, we need to go, get up darling” Y/N was trying to shake him awake.

“O-oh Y/N, y-you’re he-ear”, he was slurring his words.

“Yeah now let’s go”

He started to get up, Y/N had her one hand on his back and the other on his forearm, to support him.

“Honey I th-think I’m going to puke”, he looked sick.

“Is there a restroom here?” She asked the bartender. He pointed towards the corner of the room, a dimly lit area.

“Thank you”. She helped Harrison to walk to the restroom.

The washroom felt like their marriage. They were cramped up in it. The whole room was pure white but also yellow, caused by the lack of cleaning. There were no windows and had only one white florescent light. It was suffocating. The room made her realise that she could not hide from the inevitable, anymore.

Has was on his knees, holding on to the toilet seat with his dear life, puking all the poison out. Y/N was standing near the sink, taking off her statement earrings. She could see a vulnerable Harrison in the reflection of the mirror.

“I want a divorce”, she whispered, loud enough to be heard in this stifle room.

@mysticapples17  @storybookholland

[gyllenhaalstories]

BOYFRIEND!JAKE HEADCANONS.

notes: this was probably done a million times but i’m the mood for some soft boyfriend jake (this also explains the soft sweater gifs! i found them in a gif hunt, but i cropped them <3). yeah, i have not written in forever so this is a mess! warnings: mentions of smut. extra: listen to nothing’s gonna hurt you baby by cigarettes after sex & lucky ones by lana del rey if you want to vibe with me. i hope you enjoy !!! 

Jake is a loving, caring, supportive and protective boyfriend. Always here to cheer for you, to cheer you up. Always doing the most to make you feel at ease and loved. He would hide you from the paparazzis, making sure they never caught you during a bad moment or from a bad angle. If they did, it was for one of his famous staring contest when you were eating and he seemed to captivated by this simple human action. However, during galas and premieres? He would squeeze you tight against his body like the two of you were attached by the hip. You would always match. It would take him out of his comfort zone, but you thought he looked handsome in every possible color and suit. 

He was ready to fight anyone who did not agree you were the most beautiful woman to ever exist.

Maggie, his mother, his friends... They all liked you. They thought you were different from his other partners. You already acted like a married couple while being the best of friends. They all approved of the two of you. 

Intense. That is the best word to describe your relationship. You met, you dated, you practically moved in together so quickly your family and friends found it odd. You went from holding hands shyly during a walk by the Hudson River to making out like porn actors while waiting for your food at some fancy restaurant. 

You two would fight. About the smallest things. Exploding in screams and tears. Either way, you would never go to bed angry and hurt, the two of you would always apologize and talk out of it. Jake did not care if you spent the whole night discussing with you, even if he had to shoot early the next morning. You taught him how to be a better man, how to admit his flaws and make up for his mistakes. You did the same. It took two to tango.

 And you happened to be incredible dance partners. Not in terms of talent, you just stepped over one another’s feet while dancing to your own beats, ignoring the song completely. You would dance at the most random times: while brushing your teeth at night, getting ready for the day, before a big event, while waiting in line for your food, at friends’ weddings like nobody is watching you... You would blush at the eyes staring back at you. He would laugh. 

You would do absolutely anything just to hear him laugh. It sounded like a melody to you, the most beautiful symphony. You made him laugh, during your first date. That was when the butterflies happened. He thought you were absolutely gorgeous, witty, smart and intriguing, but when you took him out of his reserved and analytical bubble? He knew that was how falling in love felt like.

The sex was amazing. He made love to you with such passion an delicacy. He fucked your brains out like it was his life depended on it. He would praise you, call you his princess for taking him so good. He would degrade you, calling you his slut for taking whatever he was giving you. More often than not, his two personalities would intertwine, taking you to cloud nine in no time. 

He would treat you like a princess, too. Breakfast in bed, helping you with the smallest chores around the house, showering you with presents and compliments. He was so soft, so sweet. He always had this excited grin on his lips whenever you unwrapped a new gift, whether it was a beautiful designer dress, fancy lingerie or some cute stuffed animal to have a cuddle buddy while he’s out of town for work. 

You would steal his sweaters, because they smelled like him to the point his side of the wardrobe was growing empty while yours was overflowing. He did not care, not even a little bit. He stole your clothes too to keep your scent with him, you just never noticed. 

Just like you never noticed the way he looks at you when you make love like time had stopped. Just like you never noticed how he always squeezed you a little bit tigther before your hugs end, so he could remember the feeling of your body in his arms. Just like you never noticed his voice always got a little higher pitched when he spoke about you, unable to control his joy. 

His phone? It was filled with photos of you. Pictures he captured without you noticing him, selfies of the two of you together, sunset photos with the back of your head as you stared at the sky, photos of you in sexy lingerie or right after sex when you were glowing like a million of twinkling stars. He would make a private Instagram just to brag to his close friends and relatives about how happy you made him. Burnt foods you tried to bake while he was away, clothes you tried to buy for his birthday but they did not fit, photos of you and Leo, his dog.

Leo loved you more than he loved Jake. When you two were introduced, it was truly love at first sight. it left Jake jealous, although he would never say it out loud. Leo would bring the ball or the frisbee back to you, only listen to your commands, beg for more treats. You would eventually adopt a dog together too. You would post ton of photos of the four of you, of your family.

He has dated a lot of people. Engagement had never even crossed his mind, so marriage and family? That was out of the question. Until he met you. Rumour has it he stopped by Tiffany’s on an impulse after your first date and bought the most expensive and sparkly ring he could find. He had this gut feeling about you, although he was scared it was not mutual. He kept it hidden, somewhere deep in his socks drawer. He would wait for the best occasion, because, to him, you only deserved the absolute best. 

Would it be in California, after a long walk on the beach by the sunset? Would it be in London after a movie premiere? Would it be at 4 am in his New York apartment while you eat raw cookie dough like this is the best moment of your life? It was one big mystery. Jake was sure of one thing: he did not need you to say “I do” to feel like the luckiest man on Earth with you.

[thotsforvillainrights]

Could we Chisaki/Kurono/Mimic/Toya/Nemoto with a s/o who is ginger, and has blue eyes, which is really rare ? I am ginger myself, and i never see something about us, and it would be amazing if you would write about it !

(I'd like to first start by saying you are probably way gorgeous. I can see it in my head through the description. Secondly this is one of the more specific requests I wont be changing it. If you might not fit into it, sorry in advance!)

~Ginger Hair, Blue Eyed S/O~

~Overhaul~

-When he found you one day in public, he swore you just weren't real. Sure there were foreigners in Japan but he had never seen someone naturally with your hair and eye color at the same time. He wanted so badly to speak with you, but he's never really done this before. So he just decided against it. Unfortunately, you stayed on his mind morning, noon, and night. What if I never see them again??? He was pretty close to tracking you down with his resources until he heard the doorbell ring. Because he was on the surface sipping tea with Pops, he heard it pretty easily. "I'll get it" He said as he left the room quietly. There you were, delivering the food they ordered earlier. He almost collapsed! Lucky for him this was your last order of the day, and when Pops came out and saw his son acting like this, he knew immediately that the young man was in love for the first time. Pops asked you to come later for dinner after you clock out. You agreed and Kai had to manage his emotions of he'd scream.

~Chronostasis~

-Probably met you while he was away on business overseas. While he was supposed to be rooting the Hassaikai drugs in your country, he ended up becoming interested in you instead. He would go on dates with you while the lower members that came with him handled the work. When it came time for him to leave at the end of the month, he gave you his number to keep in contact. You two kept a long distance relationship going for the very longest until you finally caved and asked him to let you live with him. He replied "I've been wanting you here forever now. I'm sending money for the ticket. Be safe y/n, I hope to see you soon baby."

~Mimic~

-Joi was in his normal form while he stood in line at the post office. He needed to mail something off before he could leave and enjoy the rest of his off day, but the line felt like it wasnt moving. He was starting to get frustrated until he heard a soft "excuse me" from behind him. He was fuming until he turned around and saw your face. Suddenly felt a weight lift from his shoulders. While you were busy asking him for directions, he was lost in your eyes. Then the empty weight on his shoulders were replaced with nervousness for the first time. He was talking to a very gorgeous person and had no idea how to say something without freaking you out. He settled for giving you directions but when you asked him to accompany you for lunch, he felt his head spin. I'm gonna be honest...You two ended up dating officially after 3 months of constantly seeing each other. His favorite part is the fact that he didn't need to keep his constant form to impress you. In whatever form he took, you still love and respect him.

~Setsuno~

-Its hard to say how exactly you two got together but it was somewhere along the lines of a romantic comedy movie lol. Once together, he explains to you everyday that he isn't just interested in your looks. He wants you to know his love for you is based mainly on your personality. Your beauty is both inside and out, and he doesnt feel like he deserves it most of the time. He spends a lot of time taking dozens of candid photos of you to set as his phone wallpaper. Other times he admires you without saying a word. You can see the love in his eyes though. He might give you a cute nickname once he decides what to settle with.

~Nemouto~

-To him you are like a diamond amongst other gemstones. You're unique to him, one of a kind as far as he's ever seen in real life. He often finds himself accidentally fawning over you even when he's at work as well. It's a whole lot of "I wonder what y/n is doing today?" And "Goddness, y/n looked absolutely beautiful today. Like something unreal for this planet." Everyone is getting a little tired of it honestly. No offense! They love you, but Nemouto is constantly blabbing about you instead of holding a conversation about anything else. You have to tell him to tone it back a bit before he actually does. Another thing is that he gifts you multiple orange items as a tribute to your hair. His tribute to your eyes goes the same way. (Sorry if it's not your favorite colors! Nemoto goes a little wild sometimes). He's in the 'most likely to shoot someone for talking bad about your appearance' club.

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