#me 20 minutes ago: okay rach lets not make this too long

[nobuverse]

@inseparableduo || Plotted

It was just another disturbance call on a late night shift - something practically every cop was sick to the back teeth of dealing with by now; weekends especially. Just another report of teens hanging out where they shouldn't be.

I'll get this.

No one had argued her offer, despite the protectiveness some of the officers had shown ever since she'd come back to the force.

Sure. Call me if you need anything.

She only nods in response; before departing.

Once a the scene, something immediately begins to strike her as odd. There not the drunken laughter or the arguing she'd expect from someone reporting trespassing teens. That, in of itself, she could have dismissed - figuring the teens had simply moved on by the time she got there. Yet, it's not as though this alley was empty. She can hear scuffling, ragged breathing. It sounds like someone's trying to scamper away, but it's pitch black - no trace of the light of a cell phone or cigarette.

One hand reaches to take the flashlight from her tool belt, the other rests on the side of her handgun. It's a perfect place for an ambush.

"Police here. Anyone out there?" She calls out - not to harsh as to try and scare, but firm enough to assert her authority.

Her flashlight scans the area briefly as she continues to announce herself, giving whoever it was enough time to come out on their own terms. The light catches the reflection of a tin sheet, and she hears a gasp. She thinks she can catch a glimpse of someone beneath it - if not...two?

The flashlight is swiftly directed back to underneath the makeshift shelter. Children. A pair of them - siblings, maybe? ( Judging by the similarities in their appearance, anyways. ) Her right hand is taken off her handgun as she crouches down to get a better look.

The metal rattles. She's not sure if it's the wind, or one of them trembling against it.

"Hey- you two alright? You can come out of there - you're not in any trouble"

Even if they turned out to just be drunken kids again - she'd just send them home.

But a sinking feeling in her chest was telling her this wasn't the case.

[wizkiddx]

Blurb req- Tom and the reader on a private jet hungover? just pure fluff?

fluffy requests are well and truly open ( bcos I adored writing this ahah) and let me know what u think , I am deff not a writer so any feedback or tips would be v appreciated :))

summary: tomhollandxactress!reader - a wrap party followed by an early morning flight and a grumpy Harry, what could possibly go wrong?

warning: mentions of alcohol and sickness

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The remorse. The regret. It only made the pounding in your head even worse. Why those two 1.5 litre bottle of Bacardi had been brought out was beyond you. Why the you six of you had then decided to empty said bottle was even more of a mystery. It wasn’t like any of you had needed it, you’d all been more than ‘merry’ prior to the cheap rum and coke. 

Hence the state of you, Tom and Harry as well as your manager Davey and Tom’s team of Rachel and Andrew. All having made very little effort with your appearance - joggers and hoodies all round, with you and Rachel also sporting sunglasses because you were simply smarter than the boys. Thankfully, this wasn’t a big trip that fans knew about, this was you and Tom moving location under cover  - the studios didnt want anybody to know that either of you made a feature in this film, so everything was under the cover of darkness. Which to be honest you were not complaining about. However, you were complaining about the fact the flight had been scheduled to leave at 7 am the night after your wrap party though.

The two of you had just wrapped your most recent and most ambitious movie to date - hence the massive celebrations last night for just surviving and getting it done. It had been the most intense 3 months of your life, there had been times you’d cry for hours on end, times you just wanted to quit fully knowing you’d never be hired again for leaving a multimillion dollar company in the lurch.But you all, somehow, had survived. So celebrations were in order of course but perhaps not as far as you all managed last night?

Your whole convey appeared to have travelled to the airfield in absolute silence, no one particularly fancied hearing anyone else’s voice- which to be honest seemed quite fair. You’d ridden in a car with Tom and Harry, with you resting your head on Tom’s broad shoulder - which had obviously made Harry gag, rolling his eyes. Bless Harry, really he was the only reason you and Tom had got together, after getting sick of the mutual pining he’d been forced to live with during the previous 2 projects you’d worked on together. But now, having had to put up with the two of you being so ridiculously loved up for the past 3 months - understandably a bit of distance from you and his brother was overdue. 

One of the flight attendants busied themselves loading your luggage, whilst the pilot asked you and Tom for a photo. Of course, you weren’t going to say no however you did have to cringe at how rough you both looked. His teenage daughter certainly would be less excited to see that her Dad hadn’t met Tom Holland and Y/n Y/l/n. Instead he’d met the zombified, undead and rougher frauds. Still you smiled as much as you could, wincing when you removed the glasses and the early morning sun pierced your restricted pupils. God it wasn’t your day. 

The guy didn’t seem to mind though, excitedly hurrying off onto the plane to settle in the rest of you - leaving just you and Tom outside on the tarmac. 

“Poor guy, we look like shit.” You murmured while taking a step closer to lean slightly into his side. 

“Speak for yourself love.’Tom snickered into the top of your head, after pulling you completely into his chest. This wasn’t normally allowed, your relationship still wasn’t public and both of you intended on keeping it private for as long as possible. But you were in an otherwise empty field in the middle of nowhere (somewhere in Georgia) before 8 am. It was actually quite nice to feel your boyfriends arms round you in the outside world, especially when you felt this shit. After a few moments you pulled away, arching back at Tom’s pouty face as you motioned it was time to get on the plane. 

“’S too late you know.” Your brows furrowed at his half formed sentence, facial expression only demanding him to explain more. “They all have already taken the good seats… Harry basically sprinted on so he can hog the bed thing.” In response it was your turn to pout, groaning as you fell back into his chest again. Yes, this was a complete first world issue, a private jet paid completely by your bosses was not something a lot would moan about. Truly you were grateful for everything you had in life, but with the worst hangover of your life when the opportunity of lying down for 6 hours instead of being stuck in a chair had manifested itself… well of course you felt robbed by your almost brother Harry. 

Chuckling at your reaction, he gave you an extra squeeze before leading the both of you up the stairs to the cabin. Sure enough Harry had completely and totally claimed the longer couch at the far end of the plane, lying on his stomach with his face hidden in the crook of his elbow. Rolling your eyes at the predictable situation, you didn’t miss Davey laughing at your sorry state - nmaking you throw daggers at him in your eyes. 

Davey was your second father, the relationship between the two of you far transcended any professional working one. Which is why the two of you acting like this was very much a norm and not rude at all. He had also got the next best seat in the corner with the most leg room which he clearly loved to show off. 

Unsurprisingly then you and Tom ended up squashed into the corner with your legs crumpled up together in the small space floor space. The brunette opposite you didn’t seem to mind so much but that was because he had an adaptational advantage. He could sleep anywhere and everywhere , whenever he wanted. On set if he was tired? Just take a ten minute power nap on the floor. Bored of a long car journey? Just conk out against the window. It absolutely infuriated you, as no matter how hard and how exhausted you were - it was rare you could get any further than a light doze. Even before the two go you got together, having a best mate that could skip all the boring bits and was immune to jet lag… you can see how that makes you want to punch him square in the face.

After a short safety talk from the pilot and flight attendant, the plane whirred into life and you were up in the air. Although in your current state, it would be reasonable to assume the beauty of flying had somewhat rubbed off - you were certain it never would. No matter how many flights you took across country ,and in fact continents, for work; you’d never get sick of watching the view below you. It was perfect and breathtaking and took your mind off the pounding in the back of your head for the first 20 minutes.

Until the need for sleep took over as either you need to be unconcious or you were going to vomit - which you really didn’t want to do at 40,000 feet in a tin box. Trying to rearrange your limbs to get comfier you accidentally knocked Tom’s leg rather forcefully, causing him to jump half out his seat, heavy eyes blinking quickly as he tried to get his baring as to what was attacking him - quickly answered by your guilty look. 

“You okay love?” His voice was slurred, sounding almost sleep drunk - but perhaps was just actually still a little drunk. You’d only headed to bead last night at 4 am and had to be up at 6 - which isnt very long for your poor kidneys to try and process the stupid amount of alcohol you’d both  happily been chugging the night before.

“Feel shitty and cant sleep.” You weren’t in the mood to white lie - honestly some sympathy from your beautiful boyfriend seemed like a dream at the moment. Tom’s idea was better though.

“C’mere then.” His arms outstretched, you immediately jumped into his lap - the two of you shifting about to get comfortable till you were sat side on to him, your bum and back leaning against the arm rest of the chair with your legs going over his thighs and pressing against the wall of the plane. Pulling you closer to his chest, Tom took a deep breath as he pressed his chin against the crown of your head; your face now nested into his chest. 

Nothing needed to be said as the two of you melted into each others bodies, the slow and deepening breathing enough to prove to each other you were both incredibly contented in that moment. More than that you felt safe- you’d admitted to Tom some weeks ago that you had never ever slept better than when he was beside you. Yeh it was cringey but sometimes that’s allowed right? 

… well not to Harry. Because as the plane was about to begin it’s descent, the pilot had tasked Harry (who had slept off the worst of the hangover and had spent the last 30 minutes of the flight scoffing at how adorable the two of you looked fast asleep together) - even after Rach had scalded him and had taken a photo of the two of you on her phone. 

Causing Harry to ,ever subtly, wake the two of you up by throwing his half empty water bottle over your heads. 

Safe to say, Harry very nearly didn’t leave that jet alive.

[imaginethatsj]

Daniel Andre Tande imagine - “Let’s get some air”

After a few pretty messy months you and your best friend Rachel just wanted some time away from anyone that knew you. She got out of a serious relationship and you offered to be her travel buddy. You also got out of a relationship but several months has passed and you wanted to believe you got over it and over him. Right now the only worry you had was that your suitcase wasn’t heavier than allowed. You organized everything the hotel, the tickets because you wanted to surprise her. You both wanted to go to somewhere where you could just do anything you both wanted. So you booked tickets to the place what was beautiful but also affordable for both of you. “Y/N, when are you going to tell me where we’re going?” – “When we get to the airport. Don’t worry, you’ll love it I’m sure.” – You teasingly smiled because you knew how curious she was. The ride to the airport wasn’t long so you finally told her where you’re heading. “No!” – “Yes!” “Oh my god, Y/N you’re amazing!” – “I know, let’s go!” You both headed to the check-in desk and then through the security check.  The journey to Marbella was pretty long but it was worth it when you saw the beach and the view from the hotel room. You two spend the first day having a look around and just laying on the beach just talking. “Y/N, do you still miss Daniel as much as you used to? Does it get better with time?” You knew you should answer honestly. But your answer won’t be much of a help to her. Since you’ve been in her place a few months ago. “Of course I still miss him. I was used to having him a call or a text away and then he left. But believe me it gets easier. Not after a week but you just notice he isn’t in your head constantly. And by the time you notice you learn to cope with it. The feelings don’t disappear because honestly speaking I still have some feelings for him that won’t ever go away. I shared with him so many first and a few not-firsts. But you move on.” – “I still can’t believe it. He seemed so into you and the way he was looking at you on that double date that we went. Just can’t believe he supposedly wasn’t ready for a serious relationship. I mean he was 22. We’re not 17 or 18. I just think it’s a bullsh*t reason.” – “I know. Change of a subject. You hungry or thirsty?” You smiled knowing she is hungry because she always is. “You know me!” The two of you headed to the hotel restaurant and then later to the café along the beach for a coffee. Chatting about millions of things, catching up on everything you two missed out the time passed by quickly.

“Y/N, I have to go to the toilet. Be right back.” She got up and headed inside. Minutes later you heard someone speaking a familiar language so you looked up from your phone. Your eyes landed on a person that was shirtless but had a hat on which instantly caused you to take a deep breath. He was talking to another man who you didn’t recognize. You put on your sunglasses trying hide yourself. This isn’t good. This is not how this trip should turn out. If your heart wasn’t beating hard enough there was someone else that could make it beat even faster. Just his voice caused your heart to hurt and your lunch threatened to come up. Y/N keep it together, when she comes back you quickly pay and leave this place as soon as possible. You tried to calm yourself but it didn’t seem like it helped. In the corner of your eyes you saw him. He was talking happily with Andreas Stjernen, laughing and showing him something on his phone. Luckily they sat at the table on the other side of the terrace so you had your back turned to them. What is she doing in there you questioned yourself quietly just as you saw her heading to the table. “You finished your drink, didn’t you? Let’s go. I’ll explain later.” You quickly stood up and didn’t waste any time trying to get out of there as quickly as you could. But she stopped you. “Y/N, your phone. Why the rush?” You turned around to face her but behind your glasses you took a glance to their table and could see you two caught the attention of someone. He leaned toward Daniel trying to tell him something quickly but you looked back to your friend. “Oh shit, thank you. Come on.” – You didn’t dare to look back at them. After paying the drinks you headed to the exit when you heard your name called. But you ignored it and continued walking. You two were quiet for a few meters until Rachel spoke up. “What was that Y/N? You scared me for a bit.” You still couldn’t process what happened in there. “Daniel came. I don’t know how but suddenly I heard someone speaking Norwegian and a couple seconds later I saw him.” – “What? He’s here? No…” – “Believe it or not, he is.” You started to become angrier with each breath. But not at him. Well also at him for showing up where you never imagined you will see him. But mostly angry at yourself because you still aren’t ready to face him. Here you are taking a break from reality, worries but they came knocking on the door. Not even knocking, they came in like a wrecking ball. “How ironic, hours ago I was telling you about moving on and keep going but then I run out of a café because he shows up. Who am I to give advice when I am also the one needing it.” – “For now let’s just take a deep breath in and a deep breath out. Try to calm down even though it’s hard.” You could see she was a bit lost because she never saw you like this. You never acted like a coward and she didn’t know how to handle this situation. During the walk to the hotel you exchanged some words but nothing much. You kept scolding yourself for being so stupid. But you decided that this cannot ruin your day. “Should we go to the beach and for a swim?” – “Yeah, why not.” You went to change into bikinis, grabbed your beach bag, then Rachel and yourself headed to the beach. Your conversation went back to normal, joking with each other having fun as you should be. After an hour you got out of the water to lay on the sun and try to get some tan. You reached for your bag looking for your phone. “Rach, did you give me my phone back earlier?” – “No, I don’t think so. With everything I probably forgot” She laughed and reached to get my phone from her bag. “Here you go.” – “Thank you.”

Once the screen went bright you could see you got a message. After unlocking your iPhone, you saw a message from him. From Daniel `Why did you run away? ´ Unbelievable. How can he act so clueless as to why I practically ran out of there. Locking the phone, I put it in my bag, laid on my back and closed my eyes. I’m not going to let him ruin my holidays. If we haven’t seen or talked each other for six months we don’t need to now. Otherwise I will be back to square one picking myself up once again. Pushing away those thought we continued to have a relaxing afternoon. It was already close to dinner time so we slowly headed up to change our clothes and then went to the dinner.

You two were quite late since you tried to avoid the huge amount of people walking around still trying to decide what to eat. But you didn’t manage to escape the one person you wanted to. As you were turning the last corner before the dining room Rachel was walking a step before you when you heard “Rachel, I didn’t expect to see you here! How are you? Is Y/N with you?” As Rachel replied you slowed down your step and wanted to turn around. But you can’t keep doing that, can’t keep running away from him. “You too Daniel and yes, she is here with me. Y/N?” She turned around as you joined them “Hi”. Daniel looked at you like he expected you would run away again. “Did you get my message Y/N?” – “Yes, I did. Rachel I am pretty hungry so let’s get going. Good to see you Daniel.” You could see it on his face your reaction wasn’t what he was expecting. He wanted to have some more time with you but you couldn’t give that to him. Not that you didn’t want to but you’ve learned to always put yourself first. Before he could say anything you turned around and started to walk away. “Y/N I think you and him should talk at some point. And that talk should have more than 20 words exchanged.” – “Probably, but not now.”

The dinner was delicious; you ate too much food as always but you didn’t care. As you made your way out you saw Daniel and Johann sitting on the sofas beside the lift. As they saw you two they stood up and Johann sent a smile your way as to say ´hello´ while Daniel started to walk towards you. “Y/N we need to talk.” – “Daniel…-” – “Don’t you Daniel me. And don’t run away from me again. It’s getting a bit old. You and I both know we need to talk so why not now. Or do you need to rush somewhere again? Maybe toilet?” You didn’t like his tone but deep down knew he was telling the truth. “No.” So answered quietly keeping your head low. “Y/N, I’ll be in our room, okay?” You nodded at her while she wished you good luck just by sending you a vary look.

“Let’s get some air” You said suddenly getting dizzy from nerves and anticipation of what this will turn out. Walking out of the hotel you didn’t know in which direction this will go but knowing Daniel is standing beside you once again warmed your heart once more.