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angelmavmurdock · 4 years ago

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The Boy Next Door

WARNINGS: SMUT, ORAL (fem+mal), DIRTY TALK, PRAISE, CHOKING, THIGH RIDING, MENTIONS OF DRUGS.

inexperienced!reader x stoner!tom

(inspired by Ginny and Georgia)

The new house was a lot bigger than our last house. But of course that's due to my mother marrying a man 30 years older than her who owns some workout company. She's a gold digger is what I'm trying to say. Ever since I can remember, whatever guy she was dating dictated where we would live, where my brother and I would go to school, what I'd wear, how I'd act and even what friends I had. Or, lack there of. Always being the 'new girl' was beginning to get exhausting so I never really had friends. If I gained any friends then I knew that we'd get close then I'd move and we'd stay in touch for about a month before they move on and forget about me.

y/n. Always the new girl.

"y/n would you help us, please?" Mum asked in an annoyed tone, brushing past me with a box in her hands.

I rolled my eyes and sighed, walking to the car and beginning to lift stuff out and into the house. It was a huge driveway - unnecessarily large - and everyone on the street was the same. Everyone in the town was the same. It was a rich, suburban area. No place I hadn't seen before but we definitely didn't belong. My Mum just shapeshifted into whoever she thought Greg would want. Greg being my 'step-dad'. He's 63. My Mum is 33. How is that even allowed.

We unloaded everything from the cars and waited on the trucks arriving with everything else. Cameron and I scuffed our shoes as we strolled through the huge house, taking in everything and familiarising ourselves with our new home.

"I'm so glad I'm not at school anymore because being in a class with snobby assholes like these people would be shit." Cameron said, crossing his arms as he gestured to the family across the road.

I walked over to him and watched too. A family of 5 - two girls, one boy, Mum and a Dad - were dressed rather nicely in dresses and suits. They came out of their house and waltzed to their Tesla nonchalantly with their noses in the air. The eldest girl looked around my age. She would probably be in some of my classes.

"I'm not looking forward to Monday." I groaned.

We stood in comfortable silence, watching the Tesla inquisitively as it drove off with the family inside.

"Trucks arrived!" Mum called from the front door.

We both shared our sibling look with one another then walked back out with reluctance. Mum was standing in the middle of the driveway with her hands on her hips, watching as Greg approached the van and signed some forms off. Cameron and I walked down and stood either side of her. She grinned and wrapped her arms around us, rubbing both our backs simultaneously.

"I've got a good feeling about this, guys." She took a deep breath.

"At least someone does." I remarked.

She ignored the comment and we watched Greg do practically nothing. I mean he was basically an ancient artefact.

"I've heard your new school is wonderful. The pass grade levels are insanely good and there's a lot of people there to befriend." Mum spoke positively.

"My last 6 schools also had a lot of people to befriend but of course, I always lose them because we move so bloody much." I clenched my jaw.

"Well...this time it's different."

I scoffed, "You always say that."

"I swear this time!"

"And that!"

"y/n I don't know what you want me to do. Greg is a great guy who is supporting us fully! I mean, look at this place! Surely you can't be mad we're living here." Mum shook her head, removing her arm from my waist.

"I'd rather live in a box with just you two than live in a huge house with some random guy in a town I hate." I argued then stormed away dramatically up the driveway.

I got into the house and slammed the door, grabbing the banister and stomping up the flight of stairs. There was one flight then a landing then another flight. This house was too bloody big.

I finally found what was meant to be my new room and slammed that door shut. Just for good measure. I huffed and sighed as I leaned my back against the white, wooden door.

The room was stark white and empty, only a bay window to give some character. I might hate Greg and my mother and this whole situation but I loved this bay window. I snaked in between the boxes and suitcases and sat on the wooden ledge. I kicked my shoes off before sitting my feet up and watching outside. My room faced the front of the house so I could see the movers offloading furniture and boxes off while Greg stood helplessly.

I groaned and leaned my head back, closing my eyes, just wanting to crawl into a shell and hide.

A slam of a car door forced my eyelids open and I jumped slightly.

"Where do you think you're going?!"

I heard a woman's voice from outside. I looked outside curiously, scanning the street with my eyes to find where the noise was coming from. It finally caught my eye and I had to sit up and switch sides of the window to look properly.

A red-headed woman and a curly headed boy were standing in the driveway.

Our next door neighbours apparently.

The boy was around my age, maybe a little older. He stumbled a little as he walked up the drive, his mother - I think - watching from behind her car door.

"I'm going to bed!" He shouted back.

"Not now you're not, you have to talk to me, Thomas!" She shouted, slamming her own car door.

Thomas.

He hung his head on his shoulders, "I need to sleep, mum."

"Well I just had to bail you out of jail for marijuana possession and use so you better talk to me."

Oof, I thought. He was a stoner. A criminal basically. But he was attractive from what you could see. Dark brown curly hair, tall enough, a sharp jawline, a good body from where I was sitting and a good style too - a hoodie with a denim jacket and jeans. But he was my neighbour. And a stoner.

"Mum can we just talk later?" He pleaded, running a hand through his hair.

"Tom we will talk about this right now." She said sternly.

He rolled his eyes and shook his head, turning his back to her and walking away. I watched him with a slight smile. He really was attractive.

"Thomas Holland you get back here right now!" His mother shouted.

"When I'm not on drugs, I'll talk." He stated.

His mother stuttered then just grunted in annoyance, allowing him to go inside.

I kept my eyes on him, my smile still on my face as he started to walk into his house. He suddenly turned his head with a confused expression then looked up. Straight at me through my window.

I froze in shock, eyes widening, mouth parting. He slowly smirked and nodded his head at me before going inside.

I sunk off the window ledge in humiliation, snaking to the floor and mumbling how stupid I was and how embarrassing that was.

"y/n! Come meet your neighbour!" Mum shouted up.

My ears perked up then I leaped up to look out the bay window. The boy next door's mum was standing outside, chatting to my mum.

I hardly learned anything talking to his mum. Her name was Nikki Holland, she had a husband named Dominic who was a comedian and a writer. She was a photographer. Along with Tom - the oldest - she had three other sons: twins named Harry and Sam and then Paddy who was a good bit younger. I can't remember the exact age. My mum had nosily asked her about Tom and that was the only part I listened to.

"He's 18,"

"Dropped out of school last year,"

"Says he wants to be an actor,"

"Oh today? He got in trouble from the police about...you know what, that isn't important."

"You look so young to be a mother to a teenager. How old are you?"

"And you're 18, too?" "Still in school?" "What do you want to do?" "Ah, smart girl."

The conversation was brief and slightly awkward. She was clearly stressed about Tom and his situation so I slid out of the engagement pretty fast and escaped up to my room.

During the entirety of the weird conversation, the movers had put my bed, mattress and desk into my room. It felt a lot more homier.

It was the next night and I had finished dinner and immediately gone upstairs. I was not participating in any sort of 'family time'. I sat down on my bed and scrolled through my phone aimlessly.

A thump outside drew my attention away and I looked to my right at the regular window which faced our neighbours house.

I sat up and squinted to see out into the dark. It was Tom. He was halfway out his window.

I didn't even realise our windows faced each other. And here he was, one leg out the window and his other following on. He had thrown a backpack down which caused the dull thump on the grass - which I only assume contains weed - and now he was escaping his house.

I got out of bed and walked to the glass, peeking out to see what he was doing.

He climbed impressively down the wall and jumped the last few metres, landing in a Spider-Man like pose. Admirable, I thought as he picked up his back pack and slid a skateboard out from a bush. He brushed it off then slotted it under his armpit.

He was sporting a black t-shirt with a dog-tag necklace and some distressed deep blue jeans with a denim jacket over top and a baseball cap placed on backwards that sat on top of his curly head of hair.

He looked around in case he was going to get caught then looked up. Directly at me. Again.

This time I didn't shy away. I just made a gesture and mouthed 'what the fuck?' then he laughed to himself and looked back up at me.

'Don't be so nosy, neighbour', he mouthed.

I squinted and shook my head in disapproval. He just smirked boyishly then walked to his driveway where he flipped his skateboard and skated off into the night.

I gulped and sat back on my bed, feeling my heart rate slow back down.

But curiosity filled my brain.

Where was he going?

Just as Sunday night came around, I had finished decorating my room. My pictures and paintings hung on the wall, along with some mirrors to fill the blank space of the white walls. My bed was cosy and was filled with throw blankets, fluffy sheets and way too many pillows. My desk was organised and my laptop sat atop the white surface, making it look a lot more professional than I had anticipated.

I had turned my bay window into a reading nook. A few blankets lay on the ledge and a couple pillows too, along with my current read.

I had seen Tom sneak out a few nights ago but I tried to stay away from the regular window, only ever sitting on the bay one because I couldn't see Toms room from there.

However, it didn't shield me from him completely.

I would see him outside in their front garden playing games with his brothers and sometimes I'd watch them from just over the top of my book. The way he played with their dog was cute. I had gathered her name was Tessa and I knew she was a staffy because we used to have one. He'd throw balls or sticks for her and sometimes she'd clamber on top of him with excitement. He'd dodge her licks but still clap her because she was excited after all.

Every once in a while he'd catch me looking down at him or I'd catch him looking up at me. Whenever it happened, it seemed as if everyone and everything disappeared. Like it was just us. Tunnel view. But then one of us would look away or stick the middle finger up or mouth 'fuck off'. Our unusual and silent rivalry was the closest thing to a friend I'd had in years.

But now, Mum, Greg and Cameron were going out to a nice dinner to celebrate the first week of living here. I thought it was an incredibly stupid idea so I decided to stay home alone and eat pizza.

They all left and Cameron immediately texted me.

Cammando: I hate you for leaving me

y/n: your fault not mine :)

I didn't really know what to do. I walked around the house and asked Alexa to play some songs but I couldn't be bothered dancing. I wasn't really in a dancing mood.

I just gave up and went back upstairs into my room. My windows were still open so before I got changed I went to close them and put down the blinds. I closed the bay window and then I went to the next one.

I looked straight ahead into Toms room and my jaw dropped.

He was hopping and hyping himself up in front of a punch bag...shirtless with gloves on. I watched as he punched the bag skilfully, moving his feet as if it was a choreographed routine. His damp curly hair hung onto his forehead and I could see glimpses of airpods in his ears. His back muscles tightened and flexed as he threw punches.

He moved around the bag and now I could see the front of him. He had a very visible six pack. I definitely didn't expect that from the stoner boy next door. If I thought he was attractive before...now I don't even know what I would call him.

Otherworldly, perhaps?

He suddenly looked up and I gasped, turning and slamming my back against the wall next to the window, wincing at the pain. Hopefully he didn't see me...

It was creepy to be staring at him. I shouldn't have done it.

I peeked back and he was back to beating the poor punch bag.

God, he was so hot.

I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks and ears, burning with lust. I gulped and looked away, closing the blind to stop myself from looking anymore.

I got changed into shorts and a burgundy Cambridge University jumper that used to belong to my Dad. He gave it to me the first time he properly left for a while and I still have it even though I see him more often.

I hopped downstairs and played some music while I sorted the pizza and chips out to eat.

I sat and ate while listening to music. Once I was finished, I cleaned everything up then went back upstairs into my room, shutting the door behind me and jumping onto my bed.

I scrolled through tiktok aimlessly, just filling the time before it was an acceptable hour to go to bed as a teenager.

I switched apps to Instagram when I lay on my side, my back facing my windows. I scrolled through for a while but a certain picture caught my eye.

I had to blink a few times to really look.

It was my so called 'best friend' who I hadn't talked to since I moved twice after befriending her and my ex-boyfriend. My ex. My only boyfriend I've ever had. My first kiss, my first date...my first time. My only time. We only had sex twice. Three if you count foreplay but I faked it. Actually I faked it all of the times. He was never good at it and I had no idea how to go about telling him because to be honest, I had no idea what to do either.

But my ex-best friend and my ex-boyfriend? She didn't even tell me. She didn't even think to ask me.

They were dressed nicely and holding each other's waists. It looked a little awkward but most of those pictures are because they are being taken by parents.

I looked through the comments.

OMG! Hot couple alert! You two are the cutest just marry already yall are too happy it's been the best year of my life baby

"WHAT?!" I exclaimed, sitting up sharply.

They had been together for a YEAR.

"Ugh!" I groaned and threw my phone across my room, hearing it basically break against the wooden floor.

"Rough night?" A voice spoke from my window.

I screamed, jumping with fear and successfully landing my ass on the floor.

I panicked and grabbed the first thing I could use as a weapon. A glass of water. It would have to do.

I quickly flung the water at the intruder, "WHAT THE FUCK, GET OUT!" I screamed, my eyes closed tightly in fear.

I heard the water splash over them but they still came in. I just threw the glass at them. It thumped against them dully and then crashed onto the floor.

"Ouch."

I slowly opened one eye and looked up at the figure who had just entered my room.

It was Tom.

He was in a grey t-shirt and black basketball shorts with a baseball cap placed on backwards, a backpack thrown over his shoulder.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING CLIMBING INTO MY ROOM?!" I shouted, standing up.

He was taller than me by a few inches but we were basically at eye level.

"I was clearly looking for some company but you then threw water over me and then a literal glass." He spoke calmly, wiping a hand over his wet face.

"How the hell are you being so calm about this?! You just intruded into my home!" I exclaimed.

"Well, darling, I have a thing called weed. It's great for calming you down. You clearly need some." He slung his bag around and went to open it.

"W-what? No, I'm not smoking weed!"

He sighed and slung his bag back, "Well, why are you being so uptight about this I just wanted to say hello." He smiled boyishly.

I licked my teeth in annoyance. He was so fucking attractive but he was so fucking annoying and I didn't even know him.

"You need to get out. I didn't invite you in here so you are not welcome." I stated, crossing my arms.

"Okay, yes. But also- my mother nearly just caught me sneaking out so it's a cover if she comes round here."

"Why would she come here?" I asked.

"Because she's a mad woman who hates me having a life apparently."

"You're an 18 year old who sneaks out of the house to smoke weed. I wouldn't call that a life." I remarked.

He smirked, "You know what, I like you."

He sat his bag down then started to walk slowly around my room, inspecting my pictures and decorations intricately.

I stuttered, not knowing how to react to this whole situation.

"I'm sorry, what the hell are you doing?" I asked, brows furrowed.

"You're quite an interesting person, I must say."

I sighed and shook my head at the ceiling.

"Ah, this makes sense." He picked up one of my camera's.

I scoffed, "What's that supposed to mean?"

He sat it down and picked up the next one, shrugging with a smug smirk.

"You like looking at things."

I gulped, red rushing to my cheeks.

"Clearly very beautiful things." He said, referring to my pictures on the walls.

"I'm just honoured I'm one of them."

I rolled my eyes and scoffed, "You wish you were."

"Oh but I am, aren't I?" He challenged, sitting my camera down.

I licked my back teeth and watched with heavy breath as he paced towards me slowly.

"I've never taken a picture of you before." I said matter-of-factly.

"You might not have but you definitely love a good stare, don't you?" He asked, his left eyebrow quirked cockily.

I noticed the unusualness of it and then looked into his dark, dilated eyes.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." I said quietly.

He laughed lowly, "So you weren't staring at me earlier when I was working out?"

I stuttered as we came face to face.

"You're stubborn but I feel like I know you," He placed his fingers under my chin, tracing up my jaw and to my ear where he tucked some of my hair behind.

"Because I've been looking at you, too." He whispered.

I practically melted and a whimper left my mouth, eyes rolling back.

He chuckled, "Already needy for me I see."

I looked up at him as his thumb swiped over my lips.

This whole situation was insane. I didn't even know how we got here. I didn't know how to feel, either. I had never been turned on like this before.

He slowly pushed his thumb into my mouth and I moaned around it, tasting his skin.

"Good girl." He praised, taking his thumb out and replacing it with his tongue.

I moaned again, feeling his lips on mine. His hands gripped my waist and I tangled my fingers into his hair.

He tasted of weed but I didn't mind it at all. He pushed me backwards until I hit the wall next to my bed. He gripped my hips tightly and I kept my hands in his hair. He must have gone for a shower since his workout because he smelled fresh and clean and his hair was damp.

I couldn't believe I was doing this. I was kissing a stranger. Who climbed into my room.

"Wait-" He pulled away briefly.

"Is your family home?" He asked.

"No, they're out all night." I answered breathlessly.

He smirked, "Good."

He suddenly lifted me up and I squealed, automatically wrapping my legs around his taut torso.

His tongue slipped between my lips again and I welcomed it. He lay me down on my bed and started to kiss down to my jaw and my neck.

I gasped and tugged his hair when he started kissing a certain spot on my skin. He got the message that I liked it and started licking and sucking on it. I arched my back slightly, moaning as he worked his tongue and lips on my skin.

He left the spot on my neck but kissed over my skin as he started to lift my jumper up. Panic and nerves suddenly settled in and I grabbed his hands, stopping his movements.

"You alright?" He asked breathlessly.

I swallowed, "I uh...I've never-"

His eyes widened, "You're a virgin?"

"No, no. I've had sex it just...it just wasn't that great." I bit my lip nervously.

He encased my lips in his and I relaxed to his touch.

"Do you want to?" He asked against my lips.

"Yes, fuck yes." I practically moaned into his mouth.

"I just need you to guide me through it." I said in between kisses.

He pulled away, "I can do that." He smiled.

He started to lift my jumper off and this time I let him. I sat up and he removed it, throwing it off the bed. He admired the pink bralette I was wearing and immediately pressed his lips and tongue to the valley of my breasts. He nipped and sucked on my skin and I moaned as he palmed one of my boobs while leaving marks on the other.

He came back up and kissed me again but flipped us over so I was now on top. He sat up and shuffled back against my headboard and pulled me onto his lap.

He brushed my hair off my shoulders and cupped my chin, taking me in.

"D'you wanna try riding my thigh?" He asked lowly.

I gulped, "S-sure."

He smirked and I straddled his left thigh, holding his shoulders.

"Just rock your hips back and forwa-"

"Fuck," I moaned, the rubbing of the different materials causing my core to clench.

"Does that feel good?" He asked, his breath fanning over my face.

His hands rested on my hips and he helped my movements.

"Feels so good." I moaned.

"Yeah? You like riding my thigh?" He prompted, his hands making me speed up.

I fisted the material of his shirt in my hands as my mouth fell agape with pleasure.

"Riding my thigh like such a good girl." He praised.

"Fuck!" I hung my head back, his words going straight to my core.

He chuckled cockily, "D'you like when I call you that? Huh?"

I nodded, too flustered with these new senses of pleasure to speak.

His hand travelled up into my hair and tugged on it by my roots. A louder moan than I would have liked escaped my lips.

"I asked you a question, answer me." He said sternly.

"Fuck! Yes, I love it when you call me that." I answered pathetically.

"Good girl." He praised, letting go of my hair and rocking my hips on him.

I felt an immense amount of pleasure build up and it felt as if something was going to snap in me.

"Oh shit, I- fuck!" I furrowed my brows in concentration and confusion.

"R'you gonna cum, darling?" He asked, almost shocked.

"I don't- fuck - know!" I moaned, feeling the knot inside my stomach about to snap.

But before that could even happen I was being flipped back onto my back and Tom was ripping off my shorts and panties, diving in between my legs with lust.

His hands held my thighs and brought me closer to him. His lips attached to my clit and sucked, giving me a whole new feeling.

"Oh, fuck! Yes! Yes!" I moaned shamelessly, tugging his hair and fisting the bedsheets.

"Go on, darling. Cum in my mouth for me. Taste so good. Please, love."

The mixture between his words and his nicknames for me and the fact his mouth was working wonders on my core completely sent me over the edge: an experience I had never had before.

"Holy shit! Tom! Yes!" I subconsciously tightened my thighs around his head and my hands practically pushed him completely onto me.

He continued riding me through my high until I unclenched my thigh and he pulled away slowly.

I lay breathless and in a state of shock and euphoria at the same time.

"You okay?" He asked soothingly, rubbing his hand over my bare thigh as he came up to kiss me.

"Yeah I've...I've never-"

"You've never came before?" Tom asked, baffled by me.

"Nope..."

He kept his eyes on me but slipped a hand down to my core again. I bucked my hips against his hand with a gasp as he moved his fingers in circles over my core.

"You've never even touched yourself?" He asked lowly.

I bit my lip and shook my head.

"You're so wet for me, darling, fuck." He cursed.

He suddenly dipped a finger into my core and I moaned. He curled it up and I gripped his arm tightly.

"What d'you want?" He asked.

"I want you, Tom, please." I bit my lip.

He smiled and sat back, his hand coming away from my clit, leaving me feeling empty. He shed his shirt and I finally got to look at his chiselled torso up close. He then slid his shorts and boxers off and my jaw dropped at the sight of him.

He was semi-hard but he was already bigger than my ex. A lot bigger.

He pumped his member in his hand, "You sure about this?"

I stuttered, completely distracted by his actions than his words.

"What? You like the look of it? Hmm? Wanna suck me off?" He asked, his hand cupping my chin and sliding his thumb into my mouth again.

I moaned at his words and nodded.

"You want to suck me off, darling? You sure?" He asked, removing his thumb.

"Yes, fuck Tom, I wanna suck you off." I moaned.

"Good girl." He praised.

We switched positions so he was sitting against the headboard and now I was in between his legs.

"I don't know how to..." I said shakily.

"You're okay," He gathered my hair up in his hands.

"Do whatever feels natural and I'll tell you if it's good, yeah?"

I nodded and gulped, moving my mouth closer to his member. I pumped him in my hand a few times and I could almost feel him harden right there. I had done this part before, at least.

I lowered my mouth onto him, swirling my tongue around his lip. He hissed slightly and gripped my hair tighter. I slowly let my mouth down on him and came back up.

"That's it, good girl." He praised.

I moaned and continued bobbing my head slowly on him, finding a rhythm. I held his thigh for support as I got faster, easing into it.

"Fuck, darling, feels so good." He groaned.

The taste of him in my mouth was amazing, pre cum already escaping onto my tongue.

I slackened my jaw and took as much of him as I could then pumped the rest in my hand.

"Holy shit! Fuck!" He held my head there and thrusted up.

His member hit the back of my throat but I didn't mind it at all. He made sure I was okay then did it again. And again. And again. Until he was continuously throat fucking me. I enjoyed it, surprisingly. The obscene sounds my mouth was making was not only making Tom more aroused, but also me.

I felt some drool drip down from my mouth onto my chin and even onto his lower stomach but I didn't care.

"Fuck, love those pretty little sounds coming from your throat, baby." He groaned.

I moaned, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

"Such a good girl."

But then he pulled me off of him. I looked at him in confusion but he flipped me onto my back sooner than I could say anything.

"Need to be in you before I cum, princess." He said, kissing me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth.

"Ready?" He asked.

I felt his tip brush up and down my folds. I gripped his arms and nodded, closing my eyes to concentrate.

"Hey, look at me." He said.

I looked up into his gorgeous chocolate eyes.

"Breathe in," He instructed.

I did as he said.

"And out."

As I breathed out, he pushed into me slowly.

I moaned and arched my back at the feeling of him inside of me. His technique worked.

"You okay?" He asked caringly.

I nodded, biting my lip.

"You can move."

He started thrusting slowly in and out of me, my arousal making it a lot easier for him to move.

"So fuckin' tight, darling." He cursed.

I wrapped my thighs around his waist and he bottomed me out.

"Yes!" I moaned, my back arching so our chests were touching.

"Does that feel good?" He asked.

I hummed, "Faster, please."

He smirked, "As you wish."

His thrusts got gradually faster and my mouth hung open in a silent moan. He brushed past my g-spot with every movement and I scraped his back with my finger nails.

"So fucking good," I gasped.

He sped his thrusts completely and his head fell into the crook of my neck, leaving sloppy kisses on my skin.

"So big! Yes!" I moaned pornographically as he perfectly met my g-spot.

He reached a hand down and started rubbing my clit in skilful circles. I screamed out in overwhelming pleasure as I felt the now familiar feeling come back in my stomach.

"So good for me, darling. Been such a good girl. You gonna cum?" Tom whispered his praises into my ear.

"So close! Oh my god!" I curled my toes and dug my fingernails into his back.

"Come on darling. Feel so good around my cock. Feel so fucking good. You're a fucking angel, y/n. Fuck." He moaned.

I rolled my eyes back at his words. God his words.

"I'm gonna cum!" I squealed, eyes squeezing shut.

"Look at me when you cum, love."

I could hardly hear his voice anymore as I felt my second high approaching.

"I said-"

I gasped as I felt his hand around my throat, pressing the sides of my neck, activating some unknown pleasure button.

"Look at me when you cum all over my fucking cock." He grunted, his dark, dilated eyes staring into mine.

I kept my eyes on him as my high began to wash over me. His thrusts kept the same pace but his fingers moved faster, spurring my orgasm along.

"Yes! Fuck, feels so- yes!" I moaned.

I was extremely loud, I'm surprised the police hadn't come knocking asking about it.

My high seemed to be everlasting. Tom began to pull out but I kept my legs wrapped around him.

"Want you to cum in me, Tom. Please." I begged.

"You sure?" He asked, holding his orgasm back.

"Yes! Please! Need your cum in me." I moaned seductively against his lips.

"Fuck- so good for me- yes!"

I felt as he stilled in me, and as his cum painted my walls. His face contorted in levels of pleasure as he finished and I was finally coming down from my own high.

He pulled out after a second and collapsed next to me.

We both lay together, not saying a word, just listening to each other's breathing calm.

After a minute or two, he turned to face me.

"That- was so fucking good." He laughed.

"It was." I smiled back.

He reached a hand over to my face and brushed my hair behind my ear. I softened into his touch and hummed.

But that bliss was broken quickly.

"Hello?! We're home!"

I gasped, shooting up on my bed.

"Is that your mum?!" Tom whisper shouted.

"Yes! You need to go like now!" I whispered back.

He scurried off the bed and into his boxers and clothes, shakily putting on his shirt and attempting to put his shoes on quickly but leaving them untied.

I grabbed his backpack and handed it to him.

"Thank you," He smiled, taking it from me and heading for the window again.

He swung a leg out but then hesitated.

"Oh and uh-"

He held his hand out.

"I'm Tom, by the way." He grinned.

I smiled, shaking his hand.

"I'm y/n. Nice to meet you, neighbour."

"Nice to meet you, too." He winked, before climbing out the window, down the wall and back into his own house.

Nice to meet you indeed.

A/N: this is written for my amazing friend Caitlin and it's her birthday today! and she gave me all the details for this piece so i hope you guys enjoyed!

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sigurdjarlson · 3 years ago

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Dude re: the sex toy post, I absolutely will not let go of my hc that Greg fucking loves anal and dicks himself down with sex toys on the regular, but has never found anyone to do it to him in real life

DUDE have you been reading my mind I was super tempted to make a post about Greg being a huge cockslut not long ago.

He’s an absolute size queen too. Greedy bastard wants it all 😂

I am such sucker for bottom Greg (and sub Greg but that’s not the subject here although they’re kinda related here. Obviously submissiveness and bottoming isn’t automatically synonymous of course but it is for Greg i think)

Like I just can absolutely see him loving it but like you said he’s never really done it with anyone? People tend to expect him to top because he’s a big guy, you know. People assume he’s a top.

And he’s a people pleaser so he doesn’t really push the issue which leads to him not getting fucked into the mattress like he so desperately wants to be.

And he just likes how it feels. He likes feeling full. He’s such a greedy little cockslut when he finally gets it. He wants it all.

So he’s been kind of stuck mostly with his fingers and toys for penetration. Which he uses his..regularly. Admittedly more often than ever before after he meets Tom

And Tom pushes him around both physically and otherwise. Like Nic said he pushes him, pokes him like “I can do whatever I want to your body” and that’s that.

And that’s what Greg wants but in the bedroom. (Or wherever) not in a fight me in the office sense

It’s so easy to imagine Tom fucking him. Manhandling him effortlessly. It drives him insane.

It certainly wasn’t attractive at the time but sometimes he thinks about the time he pushed him down in the snow that one time after telling him about Shiv. How easily he forced him into his back.

And goddd you know Tom’s “I have a dick like a red sequoia and I fuck like a bullet train” has been living rent free in Greg’s mind ever since. It haunts him.

I still can’t get over that scene. How he just loses any sense his usual nervousness and becomes laser focused on cock and goes right into brat mode “prove it”

My dude wants to be dicked down SO bad. I mean look at him. god he has no thoughts about anything but cock in that pretty head of his there

Hmmm…

Also this is just some random thoughts I’m having on the matter regarding Greg bottoming but also internalized homophobia

There’s also this kind of thinking for him where bottoming is like gayer than topping somehow so it’s all wrapped up in a bit of his internalized baggage there.

Like he’s gay and he knows it. He doesn’t want to be. It makes him think of his dad. (I doubt Marianne meant for Greg to hear back handed comments said out of anger about his father and internalize them but..)

There’s this negative connotation there for him because he associates it with the destruction of his family. He doesn’t objectively think being gay is wrong in general but him being gay is because it makes him like his dad

He’s slept with men but he tops. He doesn’t particularly want to. It’s fine but he wants so badly for someone to fuck him. He just can’t bring himself to ask for it.

He can try to fool himself into thinking he’s less gay than he is since he topped at least. Even though that’s not how that works, Greg.

He’s never been deeper in the closet than he is at Waystar though for obvious reasons. The homophobic atmosphere definitely does not help him with his own internalized issues.

The way the phrase “getting fucked” is constantly being used in a derogatory sense by everyone. It kind of reinforces this feeling that it’s wrong to actually want.

He sees it as some kind of embarrassing thing to want, to admit to wanting so badly? Which makes it simultaneously more unnerving and more attractive to him because of this sort of “I’m doing something naughty and wrong” kind of feeling.

And he wants to be called on it almost because he doesn’t like admitting to even himself. He wants Tom to hold him down and make him admit he’s a greedy little cockslut and have him beg for it.

It would be freeing to finally admit it out loud. (And maybe deep down he just wants someone to tell him it’s okay to want. It’s just a preference it’s not a bad thing.)

Alone though he’s fucking himself regularly and he just loves it. It’s easy to forget about shame when he’s alone in his bedroom and he feels so good. He knows he’d love it even more if it was someone else though Tom but..

(Hm..he should homophobically bully himself in the mirror again about wanting to be fucked)

When he finally gets it though he’s gonna be such a needy little slut.

#succession asks #asks

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slutneto · 3 years ago

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Love the recent asks you answered. I can't get over two points. one very early in s1 Greg says that Tom is lonely and scared, which actually is a very good analysis of Tom. And two in s2 he says he didn't want a haircut but someone to touch his hair, it's soothing. Very short but insightful windows, your thoughts ?

thank you so much, i love overanalysing these two, so keep them coming xx

i love just how quickly greg figured tom out. mainly because tom hides behind the mask of dollar store brand of toxic masculinity. at the time, tom was scared because of the cruises shit going down, that was an easy deduction, but clocking in the fact that tom, a person who has, theoretically, everything, is actually depressingly lonely, is quite impressive. i guess when you find the right person, understanding them becomes almost instinctual, you know?

the hair thing though. for the longest time, i used to think that 2.7 is tomgreg's greatest ep (that is until 3.7, 3.8 and 3.9 dropped), there is so much that happens on that front, and greg's anxious admittance that he needs physical comfort to deal with stress is surely something important.

it made me realise a couple of things. a. there is no way that greg isn't single; you don't find convoluted ways of receiving comfort, if you can just go home and ask for it. no. he is single and lonely. b. in truth, tom is the only person that touches greg. of course there are awkward hugs with the sibs and that one time logan pinched his cheek, sure, but nothing consistent. tom touches him excessively and somewhat reliably. surely, if greg is this touch-starved, having tom's hands on him, always, must drive him absolutely insane. c. even though b is true, greg does not have it in him to ask tom for comfort, not yet. d. but it awakens something in tom himself. he remembers this conversation when greg is visibly confused and shaken in 3.7, he touches his head and kisses him on the forehead because of this conversation. in 3.9 he hugs greg and lets him linger and move in as close as he possibly can because he cannot reassure him with words anymore than he already did. all of this because he now knows physical touch is the way to go with greg.

i think it's spectacular how well they understand and perceive each other, while remaining completely blind to some aspects of their relationship.

#he probably chose to sit with greg like that because of that as well #i would even go so far as to say that he asked him to wrestle tom to the ground for this reason as well.#thank you #xx #anonymous #answered #tomgreg #i need a separate tag for succ meta o guess #sccsm

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saiangelo999 · 3 years ago

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T.v./Dramas Consumed '22

Part 2

Succession

I believe I watched season 1 and season 2 this year or late last year. Either way, what a crazy show. I cannot believe that some of the gifs I've seen on this site were from ACTUAL scenes in the show - I thought they were shitposts. Especially the insane emails Tom sent Greg... god still can't believe that was real. My favourite part so far was when Connor Roy gave the speech at Mo's funeral. Truly nothing made me laugh so hard watching this show. It is interesting to note how the tone of the show changed from hardcore drama to comedy as the show went from season 1 to 2. Also how dare Kendall be like that - I can't believe how much I either pity/love or cringe/hate that man.

Our Beloved Summer

I love how realistic this show felt, how the flaws of each character was shown and the character growth that they go through in this show. The acting was stellar, the soundtrack was good and I enjoyed the pacing of the story. I enjoyed seeing the main characters clean up their messy relationship and make amends with the past in order to move on. Their relationship was truly the driving force of the show and because they both were so fleshed out as characters it held my interest and I was invested in them reconciling. I definitely enjoy this genre of slice-of-life/romance and felt this show did it quite well. I am surprised I enjoyed it so much as I've never been into the second-chance romance trope.

Archive 81

I did not know that this was based on the podcast, but the trailer looked interesting so I checked it out. While the premise was initially very intriguing and I really enjoyed the visual effects, the story left a lot to be desired. It definitely devolved into madness that made no sense very quickly. I don't want to think about it any longer...

Sasaki to Miyano

Loved the manga and look forward to an epi each week. I am enjoying the manga, but the same scenes don't hit the same as they did in the manga imo. I'll see if it is more impactful as a binge later on.

Update: Finished the anime and I'm glad there is more in production! I think the anime felt a bit slower than the manga, but last 4 or so episodes really hit the emotions for me. I feel like it got better as it went on!

Re-watch: The Disasterous Life of Saiki K. Still love it.

Given

I just binged the whole show and man, this show really got the budget to do the story justice! The songs were all such bangers!! I don't know how anyone could wait every week for one episode. I wonder if there will ever be a second season, if so, I'll look forward to it!

Tokyo Revengers

I binged this show and while it was addicting, it was also somehow very unbelievable and disappointing to me. I was excited for a time travel shounen but this show was not as dark or captivating in the subject matter as erased nor as heartwarming as naruto. It was a fun watch with a few interesting characters, but I ended up hating the main character by the end of the anime. This show will probably fade in my memory... The ending on a cliffhanger was a stroke of genius to encourage people to read the manga though.

Re-watch: Gokusen (2005) - Absolutely holds up! What a show! It's so campy and fun while about moving forwards despite hardships. A great pick me up show. Can't believe how much Oguri Shun has changed since back in the day.

Tokyo Ghoul

Wow did they change the sequence of the story so much in the anime vs the manga. Stopped at epi 10 to get caught up with the manga before finishing the show off.

Update: Finished s1 and watched two episodes from s2. They really changed a lot from the manga, but imo the manga was way more impactful. Though, I do like the foreshadowing in the anime. I got so pissed with the decision in season 2 to just make Kaneki say 'I'm going to join Aogiri Tree' as if its not what he is fighting against until volume 10 of the manga...

Juvenile Justice

This show showcased such interesting cases involving children who commit crimes and wrote the main character to be the most unlikeable and difficult to sympathize with character ever. Her decisions especially in the last 2 episodes pissed me off and I couldn't even focus on the cases anymore. Her character was so stupid and absurd that I felt absolutely no sympathy when she suffered and was stabbed for overstepping her jurisdiction. An interesting concept but terribly written main character who was constantly positioned as morally superior (even though she was extremely prejudiced) that ruined any possibility of a decent execution. Of all cases you want the audience to sympathize with, you really put in the gang rape case at the end and try to defend those kids? Fuck off.

One Punch Man season 2

Just started it and am enjoying it! I found it hilarious when Saitama ran into Garou and Garou picked a fight against him and he just KO'd him and continued shopping.

Update: I finished it and while I enjoyed most of the Garou related story arcs, this season as a whole was not as enjoyable as s1 for me.

Kotaru wa Hitoragashi

TW: abuse (child, domestic, dating), child neglect

I watched both the jdrama and the anime and man its sooo sad but soo adorable. It has a great balance of just heart wrenching and adorable and heartwarming. Absolutely love both adaptations, I enjoy the 'new' scenes of the anime as well as the wholesome interactions from the drama. It made me cry a lot, but I loved it! Only watch it if you can stomach difficult topics.

A Business Proposal

I absolutely love this trope-y drama that uses every rom-com cliché in the book but does it effectively. I love the characterizations of the main cast and everyone's chemistry. This show is unabashedly FUN and I can't wait for more! I hope they maintain their tone and continue to emphasize the lighter more comedic aspect as it continues.

Update: Although I did feel the momentum slowly come to a stop when the characters got together, it was an enjoyable watch nonetheless!

Anne with an E

Rewatched/finished season 3 of the show. I am glad that although the show unfortunately got canceled (stupid bc of how good it was), I am glad most plot points had some form of closure by the end of the season. The residential school arc was very historically accurate and although a brief glimpse into the intergenerational trauma it showed on Kha'kwet I felt like it was handled with care. Its a deeply disturbing part of Canadian history with effects lingering now, and I don't think erasing it from Canadian history and media or sanitizing it is the right approach, so I'm glad it wasn't the case here.

Spy x Family

Ongoing. So adorable and I am really enjoying the antics! Finished the show. I felt like as it went on it was not giving me the depth I wanted to maintain my interest. It was charming, but not interested in watching more.

Meitantei Suteihomuzu/ Detective Stay Homes (2022)

So apparently it is only 2 episodes even though they teased more at the end. I can't believe its over!! It was a very interesting drama with a very interesting format. I enjoyed the story and though it felt like the plot was concluded, I thought it would start a new mystery in the next episode.

My Liberation Notes

WTF is this show. It speaks to my soul. Absolutely love it so far. The chemistry between the 'worship couple' is insane and nearly makes me scream. I love the slice-of-life aspect and I find so many of the characters and situations to be so relatable. I feel like you can really tell that this show was written by women the way the characters are all characterized, how the male leads are written and esp with Mr Gu. I love how unhinged the characters are and how many layers they all have. I have no idea what to think with the ending of episode 10. Also, I wouldn't call this a melo at all... its realistic but also so funny. I like the overall vibe of the show and am cautiously optimistic to see more.

Update: Finished the show! Mildly disappointed with the ending but I enjoyed the overall experience.

Heartstopper

I absolutely loved this show and am excited to see future seasons! I knew I'd like it since reading the comics and hearing such high praise for the show so honestly not a big surprise. All the actors did so well, love the filmography and you could feel the love for the story in the production of the show. Can't wait for more bittersweet moments!

Shoujiki Fudousan

This show is better than I expected. I am really enjoying the show so far.

Update: Finished the show and I enjoyed it! It was humorous and heartfelt. I very much liked how the show ended the relationship between Emimoto-san and Nagase as it felt very in character. Learned a lot about how the real estate industry works too.

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staggeringbeast · 2 years ago

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i think tomgreg is actually way more tragic than i personally have ever given it credit for. like tom had been consistently sort of pushed around by the roys. you know he’s shiv’s dorky fucking boyfriend and he’s from the mid west and he’s a pushover. but! when greg is introduced to the seen tom immediately recognizes this as an opportunity for him to start pushing someone else around. this is insipidity just a really averag etake but i don’t know something about thinking about how tom has quite literally become a roy by manipulating greg drives me insane. like he literally is actively replicating the same kind of fucked up sort of familial manipulation that he witnessed from his in laws. all he wanted was to be apart of the family and regardless of yk how the fail marriage is going he really did. now toms obviously not the master that logan is but is sort of doesn’t matter bc greg is… greg. greg who didn’t grow up inside of this and the only reason tom has this leg up on him is well 1) age and 3) because he had been in the family what only a few months ??? before greg showed up. like a few months and tom watched and learned how to be a roy and then greg the perfect specimen for him to prove his roy-ness comes along. and a lot of their relationship looks way nicer than what happens w logan and the kids. like tom so frequently covers greg’s ass, like the is tom bore on the floor thing. but still we are told that sometimes manipulation appears as nicety. like the logan and ken shit we literally hear logan say that he has covered so much stuff for him. i honestly think tomgreg is meant to show us like how manipulation starts and how it’s not always the really evil stuff that we’re shown from other characters. because the way tom treats greg is fucked up !! it’s fucked up for real !! but it’s still caring you know. like i genuinely know in my SOUL that tom loves greg but he still sort of treats him like shit and uses him ! like they show us in a way better way then logan/kids do that love and manipulation coexist in this terrible almost symbiotic way. like time wouldn’t have grown to live greg is he wasn’t using him. it’s like fucking stockholm syndrome for both of them. and then i mean holy shit we get greg starting to catch on the longer he’s in the family and turn some of what he is learning back onto tom which is just iNSANE. they’re becoming eachother thru this mutual obsession and utility. ouroboros as fuck.

#mfs will not post a single thing about succession for months and then boom tomgreg insanity #succession #tomgreg #that gif set going around is fucking making me insane #it’s like yeah haha funny gay boys gay as hell but also.. there is something deeply awry with these guys #like truly fucked up shit is happening !#i love reminding myself that no one in this show is redeemable it actually makes me wanna run around in circles until u get so dizzy i die

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literarypilgrim · 4 years ago

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Read Like a Gilmore

All 339 Books Referenced In “Gilmore Girls”

Not my original list, but thought it’d be fun to go through and see which one’s I’ve actually read :P If it’s in bold, I’ve got it, and if it’s struck through, I’ve read it. I’ve put a ‘read more’ because it ended up being an insanely long post, and I’m now very sad at how many of these I haven’t read. (I’ve spaced them into groups of ten to make it easier to read)

1. 1984 by George Orwell 2. Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain 3. Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll 4. The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay by Michael Chabon 5. An American Tragedy by Theodore Dreiser 6. Angela’s Ashes by Frank McCourt 7. Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy 8. The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank 9. The Archidamian War by Donald Kagan 10. The Art of Fiction by Henry James

11. The Art of War by Sun Tzu 12. As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner 13. Atonement by Ian McEwan 14. Autobiography of a Face by Lucy Grealy 15. The Awakening by Kate Chopin 16. Babe by Dick King-Smith 17. Backlash: The Undeclared War Against American Women by Susan Faludi 18. Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress by Dai Sijie 19. Bel Canto by Ann Patchett 20. The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath 21. Beloved by Toni Morrison 22. Beowulf: A New Verse Translation by Seamus Heaney 23. The Bhagava Gita 24. The Bielski Brothers: The True Story of Three Men Who Defied the Nazis, Built a Village in the Forest, and Saved 1,200 Jews by Peter Duffy 25. Bitch in Praise of Difficult Women by Elizabeth Wurtzel 26. A Bolt from the Blue and Other Essays by Mary McCarthy 27. Brave New World by Aldous Huxley 28. Brick Lane by Monica Ali 29. Bridgadoon by Alan Jay Lerner 30. Candide by Voltaire 31. The Canterbury Tales by Chaucer 32. Carrie by Stephen King 33. Catch-22 by Joseph Heller 34. The Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger 35. Charlotte’s Web by E. B. White 36. The Children’s Hour by Lillian Hellman 37. Christine by Stephen King 38. A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens 39. A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess 40. The Code of the Woosters by P.G. Wodehouse 41. The Collected Stories by Eudora Welty 42. A Comedy of Errors by William Shakespeare 43. Complete Novels by Dawn Powell 44. The Complete Poems by Anne Sexton 45. Complete Stories by Dorothy Parker 46. A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole 47. The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas 48. Cousin Bette by Honore de Balzac 49. Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky 50. The Crimson Petal and the White by Michel Faber 51. The Crucible by Arthur Miller 52. Cujo by Stephen King 53. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon 54. Daughter of Fortune by Isabel Allende 55. David and Lisa by Dr Theodore Issac Rubin M.D 56. David Copperfield by Charles Dickens 57. The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown 58. Dead Souls by Nikolai Gogol 59. Demons by Fyodor Dostoyevsky 60. Death of a Salesman by Arthur Miller 61. Deenie by Judy Blume 62. The Devil in the White City: Murder, Magic, and Madness at the Fair that Changed America by Erik Larson 63. The Dirt: Confessions of the World’s Most Notorious Rock Band by Tommy Lee, Vince Neil, Mick Mars and Nikki Sixx 64. The Divine Comedy by Dante 65. The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood by Rebecca Wells 66. Don Quixote by Cervantes 67. Driving Miss Daisy by Alfred Uhrv 68. Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson 69. Edgar Allan Poe: Complete Tales & Poems by Edgar Allan Poe 70. Eleanor Roosevelt by Blanche Wiesen Cook 71. The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test by Tom Wolfe 72. Ella Minnow Pea: A Novel in Letters by Mark Dunn 73. Eloise by Kay Thompson 74. Emily the Strange by Roger Reger 75. Emma by Jane Austen 76. Empire Falls by Richard Russo 77. Encyclopedia Brown: Boy Detective by Donald J. Sobol 78. Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton 79. Ethics by Spinoza 80. Europe through the Back Door, 2003 by Rick Steves

81. Eva Luna by Isabel Allende 82. Everything Is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer 83. Extravagance by Gary Krist 84. Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury 85. Fahrenheit 9/11 by Michael Moore 86. The Fall of the Athenian Empire by Donald Kagan 87. Fat Land: How Americans Became the Fattest People in the World by Greg Critser 88. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson 89. The Fellowship of the Ring by J. R. R. Tolkien 90. Fiddler on the Roof by Joseph Stein 91. The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom 92. Finnegan’s Wake by James Joyce 93. Fletch by Gregory McDonald 94. Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes 95. The Fortress of Solitude by Jonathan Lethem 96. The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand 97. Frankenstein by Mary Shelley 98. Franny and Zooey by J. D. Salinger 99. Freaky Friday by Mary Rodgers 100. Galapagos by Kurt Vonnegut 101. Gender Trouble by Judith Butler 102. George W. Bushism: The Slate Book of the Accidental Wit and Wisdom of our 43rd President by Jacob Weisberg 103. Gidget by Fredrick Kohner 104. Girl, Interrupted by Susanna Kaysen 105. The Gnostic Gospels by Elaine Pagels 106. The Godfather: Book 1 by Mario Puzo 107. The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy 108. Goldilocks and the Three Bears by Alvin Granowsky 109. Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell 110. The Good Soldier by Ford Maddox Ford

111. The Gospel According to Judy Bloom 112. The Graduate by Charles Webb 113. The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck 114. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald 115. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens 116. The Group by Mary McCarthy 117. Hamlet by William Shakespeare 118. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by J. K. Rowling 119. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone by J. K. Rowling 120. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers 121. Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad 122. Helter Skelter: The True Story of the Manson Murders by Vincent Bugliosi and Curt Gentry 123. Henry IV, part I by William Shakespeare 124. Henry IV, part II by William Shakespeare 125. Henry V by William Shakespeare 126. High Fidelity by Nick Hornby 127. The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire by Edward Gibbon 128. Holidays on Ice: Stories by David Sedaris 129. The Holy Barbarians by Lawrence Lipton 130. House of Sand and Fog by Andre Dubus III 131. The House of the Spirits by Isabel Allende 132. How to Breathe Underwater by Julie Orringer 133. How the Grinch Stole Christmas by Dr. Seuss 134. How the Light Gets In by M. J. Hyland 135. Howl by Allen Ginsberg 136. The Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo 137. The Iliad by Homer 138. I’m With the Band by Pamela des Barres 139. In Cold Blood by Truman Capote 140. Inferno by Dante

141. Inherit the Wind by Jerome Lawrence and Robert E. Lee 142. Iron Weed by William J. Kennedy 143. It Takes a Village by Hillary Rodham Clinton 144. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte 145. The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan 146. Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare 147. The Jumping Frog by Mark Twain 148. The Jungle by Upton Sinclair 149. Just a Couple of Days by Tony Vigorito 150. The Kitchen Boy: A Novel of the Last Tsar by Robert Alexander 151. Kitchen Confidential: Adventures in the Culinary Underbelly by Anthony Bourdain 152. The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini 153. Lady Chatterleys’ Lover by D. H. Lawrence 154. The Last Empire: Essays 1992-2000 by Gore Vidal 155. Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman 156. The Legend of Bagger Vance by Steven Pressfield 157. Less Than Zero by Bret Easton Ellis 158. Letters to a Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke 159. Lies and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them by Al Franken 160. Life of Pi by Yann Martel

161. Little Dorrit by Charles Dickens 162. The Little Locksmith by Katharine Butler Hathaway 163. The Little Match Girl by Hans Christian Andersen 164. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott 165. Living History by Hillary Rodham Clinton 166. Lord of the Flies by William Golding 167. The Lottery: And Other Stories by Shirley Jackson 168. The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold 169. The Love Story by Erich Segal 170. Macbeth by William Shakespeare 171. Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert 172. The Manticore by Robertson Davies 173. Marathon Man by William Goldman 174. The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov 175. Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter by Simone de Beauvoir 176. Memoirs of General W. T. Sherman by William Tecumseh Sherman 177. Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris 178. The Meaning of Consuelo by Judith Ortiz Cofer 179. Mencken’s Chrestomathy by H. R. Mencken 180. The Merry Wives of Windsor by William Shakespeare 181. The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka 182. Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides 183. The Miracle Worker by William Gibson 184. Moby Dick by Herman Melville 185. The Mojo Collection: The Ultimate Music Companion by Jim Irvin 186. Moliere: A Biography by Hobart Chatfield Taylor 187. A Monetary History of the United States by Milton Friedman 188. Monsieur Proust by Celeste Albaret 189. A Month Of Sundays: Searching For The Spirit And My Sister by Julie Mars 190. A Moveable Feast by Ernest Hemingway

191. Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf 192. Mutiny on the Bounty by Charles Nordhoff and James Norman Hall 193. My Lai 4: A Report on the Massacre and It’s Aftermath by Seymour M. Hersh 194. My Life as Author and Editor by H. R. Mencken 195. My Life in Orange: Growing Up with the Guru by Tim Guest 196. Myra Waldo’s Travel and Motoring Guide to Europe, 1978 by Myra Waldo 197. My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult 198. The Naked and the Dead by Norman Mailer 199. The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco 200. The Namesake by Jhumpa Lahiri 201. The Nanny Diaries by Emma McLaughlin 202. Nervous System: Or, Losing My Mind in Literature by Jan Lars Jensen 203. New Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson 204. The New Way Things Work by David Macaulay 205. Nickel and Dimed by Barbara Ehrenreich 206. Night by Elie Wiesel 207. Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen 208. The Norton Anthology of Theory and Criticism by William E. Cain, Laurie A. Finke, Barbara E. Johnson, John P. McGowan 209. Novels 1930-1942: Dance Night/Come Back to Sorrento, Turn, Magic Wheel/Angels on Toast/A Time to be Born by Dawn Powell 210. Notes of a Dirty Old Man by Charles Bukowski

211. Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck (will NEVER read again) 212. Old School by Tobias Wolff 213. On the Road by Jack Kerouac 214. One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken Kesey 215. One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez 216. The Opposite of Fate: Memories of a Writing Life by Amy Tan 217. Oracle Night by Paul Auster 218. Oryx and Crake by Margaret Atwood 219. Othello by Shakespeare 220. Our Mutual Friend by Charles Dickens 221. The Outbreak of the Peloponnesian War by Donald Kagan 222. Out of Africa by Isac Dineson 223. The Outsiders by S. E. Hinton 224. A Passage to India by E.M. Forster 225. The Peace of Nicias and the Sicilian Expedition by Donald Kagan 226. The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky 227. Peyton Place by Grace Metalious 228. The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde 229. Pigs at the Trough by Arianna Huffington 230. Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi 231. Please Kill Me: The Uncensored Oral History of Punk Legs McNeil and Gillian McCain 232. The Polysyllabic Spree by Nick Hornby 233. The Portable Dorothy Parker by Dorothy Parker 234. The Portable Nietzche by Fredrich Nietzche 235. The Price of Loyalty: George W. Bush, the White House, and the Education of Paul O’Neill by Ron Suskind 236. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen 237. Property by Valerie Martin 238. Pushkin: A Biography by T. J. Binyon 239. Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw 240. Quattrocento by James Mckean

241. A Quiet Storm by Rachel Howzell Hall 242. Rapunzel by Grimm Brothers 243. The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe 244. The Razor’s Edge by W. Somerset Maugham 245. Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books by Azar Nafisi 246. Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier 247. Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm by Kate Douglas Wiggin 248. The Red Tent by Anita Diamant 249. Rescuing Patty Hearst: Memories From a Decade Gone Mad by Virginia Holman 250. The Return of the King by J. R. R. Tolkien 251. R Is for Ricochet by Sue Grafton 252. Rita Hayworth by Stephen King 253. Robert’s Rules of Order by Henry Robert 254. Roman Holiday by Edith Wharton 255. Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare 256. A Room of One’s Own by Virginia Woolf 257. A Room with a View by E. M. Forster 258. Rosemary’s Baby by Ira Levin 259. The Rough Guide to Europe, 2003 Edition 260. Sacred Time by Ursula Hegi 261. Sanctuary by William Faulkner 262. Savage Beauty: The Life of Edna St. Vincent Millay by Nancy Milford 263. Say Goodbye to Daisy Miller by Henry James 264. The Scarecrow of Oz by Frank L. Baum 265. The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne 266. Seabiscuit: An American Legend by Laura Hillenbrand 267. The Second Sex by Simone de Beauvoir 268. The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd 269. Secrets of the Flesh: A Life of Colette by Judith Thurman 270. Selected Hotels of Europe

271. Selected Letters of Dawn Powell: 1913-1965 by Dawn Powell 272. Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen 273. A Separate Peace by John Knowles 274. Several Biographies of Winston Churchill 275. Sexus by Henry Miller 276. The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon 277. Shane by Jack Shaefer 278. The Shining by Stephen King 279. Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse 280. S Is for Silence by Sue Grafton 281. Slaughter-house Five by Kurt Vonnegut 282. Small Island by Andrea Levy 283. Snows of Kilimanjaro by Ernest Hemingway 284. Snow White and Rose Red by Grimm Brothers 285. Social Origins of Dictatorship and Democracy: Lord and Peasant in the Making of the Modern World by Barrington Moore 286. The Song of Names by Norman Lebrecht 287. Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos by Julia de Burgos 288. The Song Reader by Lisa Tucker 289. Songbook by Nick Hornby 290. The Sonnets by William Shakespeare 291. Sonnets from the Portuegese by Elizabeth Barrett Browning 292. Sophie’s Choice by William Styron 293. The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner 294. Speak, Memory by Vladimir Nabokov 295. Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach 296. The Story of My Life by Helen Keller 297. A Streetcar Named Desiree by Tennessee Williams 298. Stuart Little by E. B. White 299. Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway 300. Swann’s Way by Marcel Proust

301. Swimming with Giants: My Encounters with Whales, Dolphins and Seals by Anne Collett 302. Sybil by Flora Rheta Schreiber 303. A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens 304. Tender Is The Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald 305. Term of Endearment by Larry McMurtry 306. Time and Again by Jack Finney 307. The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger 308. To Have and Have Not by Ernest Hemingway 309. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee 310. The Tragedy of Richard III by William Shakespeare 311. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith 312. The Trial by Franz Kafka 313. The True and Outstanding Adventures of the Hunt Sisters by Elisabeth Robinson 314. Truth & Beauty: A Friendship by Ann Patchett 315. Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom 316. Ulysses by James Joyce 317. The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath 1950-1962 by Sylvia Plath 318. Uncle Tom’s Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe 319. Unless by Carol Shields 320. Valley of the Dolls by Jacqueline Susann

321. The Vanishing Newspaper by Philip Meyers 322. Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray 323. Velvet Underground’s The Velvet Underground and Nico (Thirty Three and a Third series) by Joe Harvard 324. The Virgin Suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides 325. Waiting for Godot by Samuel Beckett 326. Walden by Henry David Thoreau 327. Walt Disney’s Bambi by Felix Salten 328. War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy 329. We Owe You Nothing – Punk Planet: The Collected Interviews edited by Daniel Sinker 330. What Colour is Your Parachute? 2005 by Richard Nelson Bolles 331. What Happened to Baby Jane by Henry Farrell 332. When the Emperor Was Divine by Julie Otsuka 333. Who Moved My Cheese? by Spencer Johnson 334. Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf by Edward Albee 335. Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West by Gregory Maguire 336. The Wizard of Oz by Frank L. Baum 337. Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte 338. The Yearling by Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings 339. The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion

#books in Gilmore Girls #reading list #booklr #have you read?

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thecontainerstoreofficial · 3 years ago

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top 5 tomgreg moments :o)

SCREAM this is so hard i have like not yet internalized their s3 moments amongst my mental Tomgreg Canon

1. i just don't think anything will top their 1x06 girls night out...the whole "shiv is out of town lets go on a date," "are you trying to seduce me tom," masking the shame versus heightening the pleasure....amazing.

2. 3x07's "prove it" is up there for me already. like jesus *christ* gregory

3. 3x04 "i'd castrate you and marry you in a heartbeat"!!! classical allusion! weird sex stuff! tom being so desperate! i'm obsessed

4. 2x04 water bottle scene. a classic. plus tom being genuinely so happy that greg is trying to blackmail him in his awkward greg way. greg calling tom his best friend

5. this final slot was a hard one because there's just so many insanely unhinged fun interactions between the two of them, but it's going to have to go to their morning jog altercation in 1x09. not necessarily for the character development but mostly because it's just such a pretty scene. the wide shot in this like expansive landscape makes it feel almost breaking bad adjacent. also the implication that greg has just had a car-ride-of-shame post-hookup and now is getting into fisticuffs with this impossibly repressed boss is the funniest ever. like that waiter dude is 100% watching this in his rearview mirror as he drives away like "what the FUCK situation have i just become embroiled in"

#using canon here in the sense of a literary canon because thats so much funnier #thank you for the askkkkkk you indulge me too much

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stellarspecter · 3 years ago

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jatp characters as danny gonzalez songs

reggie - bad boy (bad boy ate too much sugar, now bad boy is getting hyper...i’m bad at things that most people could do behind their backs/i am bad at taking naps/bitch i don’t know how to add...i’m bad at getting mad, don’t even know how that’s possible)

luke - i’m in love with a creeper (i’m in love with a creeper/on the low, i’m tryna fuck/bad as hell, she’s a keeper/i just hope i’m enough...i can’t get you off of my mind/so i gotta craft a way to make you mine)

alex - greg (they say i got a young face/just like tom holland, he’s hot/have you even seen his abs?/i bet his skin is so soft)

julie - la croix (your night is hella still, this shit sparkling like her eyes... this bubbly got me feeling so fine/this shit tastes so good, like a party in my mouth/but the kind of party that ends at nine/not tryna get too crazy, sipping on la croix/it’s much healthier than leen and sprite/so baby bottoms up, it’s just good clean fun, we don’t need no drugs tonight)

flynn - the tea (yeet oof wig weave gang gang flex yee yee drip (lowkey))

carrie - my dad is rich (i keep that mfing thing on me/and by thing i mean dad/trust, you don’t wanna make me mad/cause i got him on speed dial/and he’s rich as all heck/and he’s strong, he’ll be coming for your neck...who needs a sugar daddy when you got a sugar dad?/unlimited allowance, no cap...you will never have a rich dad/you will always have a tiny baby bitch dad)

willie - i’m gonna kill santa claus (but about caleb) (i wanna be santa claus/so i’m gonna kill santa claus/when i hear those reindeer paws/i’m gonna break the law/this christmas/don’t got a wish list/i got a hit list/and at the top of it is old saint nicholas)

caleb - spooky man (got my spooky suit on and i bought a spooky cape, yeah/i’m a spooky dude and i just found some spooky prey/crawl out of my tomb and i’ll be spooking through the night, yeah/in the darkest alley i’ll be creeping up behind ya/imma do my spooky dance until the morning light comes/spooking is my life cause/i’m a spooky man)

carlos - hop out the whip (joke’s on her, i’m only fourteen years old/i do not know how to drive)

ray - daddy (bitch, i got those long socks underneath my brown crocs/drinking whiskey on rocks/like i’m her daddy/wearing boot cut pants/only know one dance/talking bout finance)

trevor - train (i done made so much money, don’t know how to spend it...so i bought a train/i pull up in a train/i sold all my cars and bought a ninety year old train/you might think it’s lame, but your boy just changed the game/i am not insane/i just bought a train)

bobby - spooky guy (new boo looking like a ghost/cause she died three years ago/that shit was real sad/and it was all over the news/and the only way i had to cope was/a whole lotta boos)

caleb & nick - we are not the same person (i am [nick]/and i am [caleb]/and we are not the same person)

#jatp #danny gonzalez #hello it's niche content time! my brain has been taken over by this for the last hour #i couldn't rest until i made this #feel free to give me suggestions if you have any songs that you think would be a better fit!#*speaks

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dascarecrow · 4 years ago

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Space Jam A New Legacy Wishlist

This here’s a list of properties and characters that I want to see in Space Jam A New Legacy and some explanation as to why or how they can even appear. And I am well aware these would just be cameos. That doesn’t bother me.

RWBY (Warner does in fact own RoosterTeeth and RWBY is just about their most well known original work. Plus Warner seems to have some interest in expanding the RWBY brand, what with a Justice League crossover comic and all)

Mortal Kombat (Owned by Warner and if they’re willing to include the Droogs and freaking Pennywise this franchise has no reason not to appear. Plus it is getting a movie and cross promotion never hurt anyone)

Birdman (There are already Hanna-Barbera super heroes appearing and this one is a personal favorite of mine)

Mightor (Again with the Hanna-Barbera superheroes)

Jonny Quest (Hanna-Barbera and honestly has gotten a bit more of a push in recent years than most of that brand has gotten)

Speed Buggy (They got Jabberjaw so why not)

Freakazoid (The only one of Spielberg’s 90′s cartoons that isn’t up for a reboot. Also it got a crossover episode with Teen Titans Go so it clearly isn’t forgotten)

Beetlejuice (I just like Beetlejuice)

Loonatics Unleashed (I actually enjoyed this show. It wasn’t groundbreaking but it was a pretty fun superhero show that tried to put an original spin on the Looney Tunes. I would just like to see an appearance by them that wasn’t a potshot)

Xiaolin Showdown (This was actually a pretty decent show that seems forgotten nowadays. Would be nice to see something to show it isn’t forgotten.)

Teen Titans (The original cartoon. I just want something for Teen Titans that doesn’t remotely involve Go at this point)

Swat Kats (This is definitely a fan favorite that has gotten jack squat done for it for years. Would be nice if this is where they made a return for a quick moment)

Road Rovers (A personal favorite of mine and also Warner Bros. Would be hilarious if they met the Swat Kats)

Ricochet Rabbit (A personal favorite Hanna-Barbera character of mine)

Venture Bros. (Got screwed over big time with it’s cancellation. An appearance could be a good way of saying “No Hard Feelings”. Also makes the most sense for anything from Adult Swim appearing because they aren’t going to do the HB revamp stuff from Coast to Coast or Attorney at Law for that)

TOM from Toonami (Would just make my day if I’m being honest)

Tom and Jerry (We’ve never actually seen those guys with other Hanna-Barbera characters. Would like to see it happen.)

Lego (I would take anything for this one given how much Warner Bros. has done with Lego media. My personal choice would be Bionicle given that it was hands down Lego’s best franchise but I don’t know if they could legally do that. There were plans for Takanuva in The Lego Movie sequel so it may be impossible.)

Captain Planet (Would just be fun. Especially if he met Don Cheadle’s character face to face)

Big Bird (Just want a Sesame Street character and he’s my choice)

Sam and Dean Winchester (Supernatural got 15 seasons. I think their popularity speaks for itself)

The Banana Splits (This is Hanna-Barbera’s only real stab at live action work. They deserve a spot for that alone)

Godzilla (The Monsterverse is on an upswing after GvK. Plus Kong will appear. Plus it’s Godzilla and we would be there just for him)

Osmosis Jones (If you want a real obscure pick here’s one)

Rick and Morty (The biggest deal on Adult Swim. Need I say more?)

Powerpuff Girls (Due for a live action show. If any Cartoon Cartoons get chosen it would be this one)

Samurai Jack (Still freaking popular with folks. Would drive all of us insane)

Courage the Cowardly Dog (My personal favorite Cartoon Cartoon)

Ed, Edd, n Eddy (Would just be fun)

Johnny Bravo (Very popular Cartoon Cartoon)

Dexter’s Laboratory (Same as above)

Cow and Chicken (Ditto)

I Am Weasel (Michael Dorn would be a good win for the movie)

The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy (Just think of the jokes this one could be used for)

Codename Kids Next Door (Really just want to see these characters again)

Gremlins (Due for an HBO Max cartoon so why not)

Adventure Time (Started the Renaissance age for Cartoon Network so it deserves a spot for that)

He-Man (If Thundercats have gotten in than he deserves to too)

Steven Universe (A personal favorite and Warner Bros isn’t done with the property yet)

Regular Show (The chance to see Mordecai and Rigby’s “Whoa” is too good to pass up)

Young Justice (Love this show. Greg Weisman is the genius who gave it to us. And Phantoms is still a ways off)

Mucha Lucha (Pretty off-kilter and could be a visual stand out)

Speed Racer (I am pretty sure that Warner Bros. has the rights licensed out like the deal they have with Godzilla. I just think it would be fun and awesome)

#Space Jam A New Legacy #Just some craziness I had to write down

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cameronspecial · 5 years ago

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King of CSCC (Ch.3)

Pairing: Rich Kid! Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: When Y/N gets a scholarship to attend Collegialiter Schola Currere Cucurri, a prestigious boarding school in England. She’s very studious and organizes, everything needs to be a certain way for her to be happy. Tom is the resident fuckboy at school and, with his daddy being the richest man on earth, he practically owns the school. What happens when Tom falls completely in love with Y/N, but she doesn’t want to be with him because of his reputation.

Warning: A punch is thrown and underage drinking

Words: 2 216

Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 |

Y/N sits at their dining hall table with her lunch in front of her waiting for her friends to come and join her. It’s a few minutes before they join her with their own lunches in their hands. “So Jared Willkins’ annual beginning of school bash is tonight and we were wondering if you wanted to come with us,” Delilah asks her friend. Y/N finishes chewing her food before answering, “That sounds fun, but I am going, to be honest, this is going to be my first high school party so I might be a little clingy.” “It’s alright, Y/N/N. We really won’t mind as long as you are having a good time, you can be stuck to us the whole night. Although, maybe not the whole night because I’ve been flirting with Gracie all week and it would be a shame if all that effort went to waste,” Harrison comments with a silent chuckle to himself like it was an inside joke with himself. “Alright, weirdo,” Tom whispers under his breath as he laughs at his friend. Delilah turns towards Y/N with the ‘I have an idea’ look on her face, “You can come over to my dorm after class to get ready. I have snacks in my dorm that should be able to tie us over until the party. Jared always has the most interesting food choices for his parties.” “Yeah, that sounds great! I’ll meet you then.”

Y/N fidgets with her fingers before raising her hand to knock on the door. She could hear the music blasting on the other side of the door, so when nobody responds after a few seconds Y/N decides to try to open the door. When the door pushes open, Y/N is met with the sight of Delilah dancing around the room with a strip of bacon in her hand. “Where did you get the bacon from?” Y/N inquires as she sees a plate of bacon on Delilah’s desk and goes to get a strip. Delilah stops dancing and turns towards Y/N, “I may have bribed one of the cooks with some new cooking utensils if she made us some bacon. I also got some sausage rolls from Greg’s, Hula Hoops crisps and some Cadbury's fingers.” “Hmmmm, I love Cadbury's fingers. I can eat a whole pack in one sitting. And I’ve heard of Greg’s famous sausage rolls and I’ve always wanted to try one.” “Well, knows your lucky day. Here try one,” Delilah says whilst handing Y/N a paper bag. Y/N takes the bag and takes a bite out of the delicious pastry, “This totally live up to my expectation. God, I which they had these in Toronto.” “I know right, it’s like they were sent from God or something. Know I put together this outfit that you could borrow from me. I think you would look amazing in it,” Delilah informs Y/N. Delilah gives Y/N a white crop top with black high-waist pants and a jean jacket that has patches on the back. “I like it. Simple, but I think it could drop some jaws. I am going to go try it on,” Y/N tells the other girl before heading to the bathroom to get change. Once changed, Y/N exams herself in the mirror and feels her confidence go up. This isn’t the typical type of outfit that she would normally wear, but she loves how she looks in it.

“Come out, I want to see your outfit and I want your opinion on your outfit,” Delilah announces from the other side of the door. Y/N rolls up the sleeves of the jacket then opens the door to see that Delilah has changed into a red tight-fitting dress with white heels. “Awww, you look so great. Every boy is going to want to get with you,” Delilah assures Y/N while she brings Y/N to sit in front of her vanity and starts to work on her hair and makeup. Y/N closes her eyes so the makeup doesn’t get in her eyes, “Thanks. I think you look really great. Jess isn’t going to know what hit her.” “Aww, you're making me blush.” Around forty-five minutes later, Y/N opens her eyes to see that Delilah had gone with a natural look except for the lips which were a ruby red that really stood out. Her hair is lightly curled and the front pieces of her hair are braided back in a crown. Y/N wraps her arms around Delilah’s neck, “Thank you so much. I look amazing.” “You’re welcome, sweetie. Now, we better get going before the boys kill us for being so late,” Delilah points out. Y/N nods and goes to get her purse before they both head down to the parking lot to where the boys were.

“So where is this party going to be because I really don’t think everyone is going to fit in Jared’s dorm room,” Y/N jokes from where she was sitting in the back seat with Delilah. Harrison looks over his shoulder from the passenger seat at her, “Well, his parents’ house is actually really close so that’s why he is the one that normally hosts the party. And don’t worry about being back by curfew. Nobody actually notices if you are gone or not and if they do, we’ll just bribe them for you. Y/N laughs at his jokes, but deep down she knows he isn’t really joking. Tom takes a glance at Y/N through the rearview mirror. When he saw her outfit, he felt his stomach do a flip and he never felt like this before. He wanted to wrap his arms around her waist and call her his girlfriend. He wanted to be the only person that those ruby red lips would kiss and it’s driving him insane. He can’t help but smile at how well she gets along with his best friends and it just makes him like her more.

They got to the party and Y/N could already hear the pounding music from where they parked down the street. As they got closer and closer to the house she could already see other teens making their way towards the party as well. The music is so much louder when you are actually inside of the house and there are so many people in the house that Y/N is pretty sure half of them don’t go to the school. “Ohh, I see Jess. I am going to go say hey. Stay with the boys, okay babe. Have fun!” Delilah yells at her friends before running off to go see her target. Y/N turns around to face the boys to see that only Tom remains and that Harrison is making his way towards Gracie. “And then there were two,” Y/N comments as she moves in closer to Tom so she doesn’t need to scream. Tom chortles at what she says, “Let’s go get a drink.” The kitchen is a little more deserted than the rest of the house and a little quieter. “So what do you want to drink?” Tom questions with a Heineken in his hand. Y/N stares at all the various alcoholic drinks and feels a little nervous, “Uhh, I don’t really know. I’ve never really drank before, so maybe just a beer or something. I don’t really think starting off with vodka is a good idea for an amateur. “Yeah, that wouldn’t be good. Here try this first and if you don’t like it then I can just get you some water or I can make you a cocktail,” Tom suggests. Y/N agrees and takes his beer into her hand. She takes a sip out of the bottle and at first, she doesn’t like the taste, but it grows on her. “Hmm, not bad. I think I can grow to like it,” Y/N decides as she takes another sip from his beer. Tom chuckles and grabs another beer for himself, “A girl with good taste, not bad. Why don’t we go dance?” Tom takes Y/N’s hand and he can’t lie that he didn’t feel butterflies in his stomach. He takes her over to the living room where the music is coming. They start moving to the music and as more and more people start to come in they find themselves on opposite sides of the room, but they felt safe with the distance because they were still within seeing distance of each other.

Tom had been dancing and flirting with Mindy all night and he knew that he has it in the bag. He looks up to check on Y/N before he takes Mindy upstairs for a little privacy, but what he sees has his blood boiling. Ross Butler is behind her whispering things into her ear and Y/N looks like she just wants to get away from him. “Why don’t we go upstairs and see what you have underneath, sweetheart,” Ross whispers into Y/N ear and she honestly felt very uncomfortable. She wanted to get away from him and get Tom, but she says that Tom was with Mindy and she didn’t want to bother him. Also, she was honestly a little bit tipsy and tired, so she doesn’t really know what to do. Before she could tell Ross no for the fifty times, Ross is pulled away from her and he receives a punch in the face. “Don’t ever think about bothering a girl like that again, Butler. Now, get up and apologize,” Tom screams at Ross, who had fallen because of the punch. The music was turned off and everyone is crowding around to watch the scene unfold. Ross quickly stands up, apologizes to Y/N and walks out of the living room. Tom gives everyone the look that tells them to go back to what they were doing then goes over to see how Y/N is doing. She stumbles a little bit, but he catches her before she can fall. “Alright, Ms. Lightweight. Why don’t we get you to bed?” he encourages as he helps get out of the crowded house and toward his car. “What about Harrison and Delilah?” she asks with a giggle as she feels her body starting to get tired. Tom chuckles at how she is asking and makes sure she is buckled into the passenger seat, “I sent them a text to tell them where we are and I am pretty sure they would be too busy to care that they don’t have a ride back for the night. I’ll go pick them up in the morning.” “What about Mindy?” Y/N slurs with another giggle. Tom shakes his head, “She doesn’t matter. As long as you are safe that’s all that matters.” Y/N felt her eyes close and she rests her head on Tom’s shoulder. She cuddles into his side and he can’t help but smile at how cute she is.

“Okay, I am going to need your help. Can you do that?” Tom implores the sleepy girl to do. All Y/N does is chortle and continues to try to stumble her way into the dorm room building. Tom eventually gives up and decided to pick her up, but not before he asks her if it is okay. He got to her dorm room and unlocks the door with the key in her purse. He places her gently in her bed and is about to pull the covers over her before she stops him. “Can you help me change first, please?” she pleads in a childlike voice. Tom hesitates for a second, but ultimately agrees when he sees her struggling to take off her shirt. He gently removes her shirt, making sure to watch her hair and hands her the pyjama shirt that is on her dress. He sees that she is going to take off her bra, so he turns around and closes his eyes to give her some privacy. She says he can turn around and asks him to give her a clean pair of underwear and her pyjama pants. Tom hands over the clothes and helps her out of her pants; he turns around when she changes her underwear just like when she takes off her bra and then turns back around to help her with her pants. He places the covers over her body and leaves a bottle of water and some Advil on her bedside table for the morning. He gives her a kiss on the forehead then turns to leave, but was stopped again by Y/N’s voice. “Can you please stay with me?” Y/N begs with big baby doll eyes. Tom takes a moment to think about the consequences of his actions, but when he sees that Y/N really needed him to stay, he goes to turn off the lights and trips down to his boxers after asking Y/N if it is okay. He lies down under the covers beside her and closes his eyes to try to get some sleep. He feels the bed shift underneath him then Y/N cuddles into his side. He wraps his arm around her again and gives her another kiss on the forehead. He feels her steady and soft breath on his chest. The smell of her shampoo comforts him and he couldn’t help, but fall asleep with a smile on his face.

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