Blessing

blessing

a/n: this imagine was 100% inspired by a cinderella story: once upon a song. it’s based off the scene where katy (lucy hale) gets locked out of the house naked and luke (freddie stroma) says that her body is a gift from above 

warnings: nudity (not explicit), tom being a pervert smh, cussing

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Y/N was singing in the shower, taking her sweet time. Her roommate, Zendaya, had to get ready for her date and needed to take a bath, but Y/N was being a bitch. Luckily for Zendaya, Y/N forgot to lock the door before showering that day. Z snuck into the room, snatched Y/N’s clothes, and ran away with them.

Y/N finally got out of the shower, only to realize her clothes were missing.

“Z! Where are my clothes?” She yelled.

Y/N could hear the malicious laughter in the living room of their home. She dashed into the room, only wearing a towel. It then fell completely silent. 

Y/N was pushed out of the door of her flat, her towel being stripped off of her.

“Z! Let me in,” Y/N banged on the door, trying to get back into the house.

After a while of knocking, she gave up knowing Z wouldn’t let her back in. She looked for anything that could cover her naked body, yet to fail miserably. One of her arms covered her breasts while the other covered her bottom half. 

Y/N stood out there for about 30 minutes and Z still wouldn’t open the door. At this point, Y/N was pretty sure Z had left through the garage without her knowing.

A grey Audi pulled up and parked in front of the home next to Y/N’s. She recognized her neighbour, Tom. She had developed a crush on Tom ever since he appeared on Captain America: Civil War. Her feelings had skyrocketed when they started talking. He was an angel and looked hotter than hell. 

“Ah, Y/N! How are you doing, darling?” Tom asked as he walked up the steps of his porch. He finally looked over to her, arms covering her privates, “What happened?” He asked quickly moving over to her porch, lending her his coat.

“Zendaya happened. She locked me out of the house... naked.” Y/N stated, not at all amused by the situation.

“Well if it means anything, this,” he motions towards her body, “is a blessing. Like a gift from above.” He could tell by how red she turned that his words affected her heavily. “Why don’t you come over to mine? Wouldn’t want such a pretty little lady like you to stay out here all alone,” he offered.

Before she could answer, she was thrown over his shoulder, ass sticking out. 

“Tom!” Y/N yelped, flustered.

He gave her ass a couple of light slaps before bringing her into the house. Then, they confessed their feelings for one another and continued what Tom had started not too long ago.

oh. my. FUCKING. gosh. @spideyyeet liked my post, I- I’m gone. I love their writing so much 🥺🥺🥺

the clouds ☁️

a/n: I’m back from my short hiatus :)) still hooked on tros but felt bad for not posting, so here we go ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

warnings: small mentions of depression, fluff, daydreaming

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Y/N laid on the lush, green grass, with her arms tucked behind her head. Her Y/EC eyes focused onto the grey hued sky. The clouds were clumped together, hiding the usually bright blue sky.

In her concentration, she didn’t realize Tom was watching her. He leaned against the white doorframe, smiling at the peace of the moment. He could stand there, admiring her forever. Just the way her eyes light up when she’s looking at the clouds makes Tom’s heart melt.

Y/N had been in a tough time in her life and seeing her this relaxed made Tom happy. Depression was starting to take a toll on her yet again, and nothing Tom did could cheer her up.

Tom walked over to where Y/N laid, joining her in her position. Instinctively, Y/N snuggled into Tom’s warmth.

“Whatcha staring at, darling?” Tom asked, wrapping an arm around her.

“The clouds. I’ve been thinking, what’s it like up there? Just peace and quiet with no one to bug you about anything. I’d like that, would you?” Y/N kept her stare up at the sky.

“Well, it depends. If you like it, then I like it, beautiful.” A small, but noticeable smile stretches across her face.

“You know I love you, right, Tommy?” Y/N finally turns to look at Tom and away from the clouds.

“Of course, darling. And you know I love you, too, right?” She hums a ‘yes’ in response, and they lay there, snuggled together, staring at the never ending sea of clouds.

dominance

a/n: so this kind of happened to me irl... i was just trying to get my phone back :P i didn’t touch his thing or lay on him, though... also, should i make a part two to this and it'll just be smut? i prob will

warnings: fluff, teasing, slight dom!reader, minor sexual terms, two swear words

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I woke to Tom singing Perfect by Ed Sheeran. His voice soft and angelic, making me fall in love with him all over again. 

I pushed the white blanket off my bare body, rolling off the bed. I grabbed one of Tom's shirts, covering my body from mid-thigh, up. The neck opening was a bit too big for my petite body, exposing my left shoulder.

I quietly made my way out of the bedroom, not before grabbing my phone, sneaking into the kitchen. I hid behind the wall, watching Tom sing and dance while making us breakfast. I took this opportunity to film him in his own world.

-

Tom was enjoying himself and he was with the love of his life. All his worries had blown away. He didn't want or need to think about going away for filming right now. As long as he was with Y/N, he could feel at ease.

Tom and Y/N have known one another ever since kindergarten. They grew up together, some could even say "conjoined by the hip." Tom fell for Y/N in the 6th grade. Y/N fell for Tom in the 8th. Neither of them was brave enough to tell each other about their feelings, afraid of ruining their friendship. Everyone knew about how they felt but noticed how oblivious the two of them were. This frustrated many people, including their own parents, though they never acted on it. When news spread that Tom had finally asked out Y/N everyone celebrated, except for the girls in their high school that hoped they would have a chance with Tom.

Tom thought that Perfect was a great song to bring back the valued memories. The nostalgia of the time he brought her to prom flooded his mind.

He knocked on the red door, fiddling with the corsage box nervously. The door flung open and Y/D/N pulled Tom into a tight hug.

"Tom! How you doin' mate?"

"Pretty good, Mr Y/L/N, You?"

Her dad patted Tom's shoulder, "Please, you can just call me Y/D/N, and I'm doing great, thank you."

Just as her dad was about to ask another question, Y/N had walked down the stairs in the dazzling gown. It was a plunging neckline tulle dress. It accented her curves beautifully. The ivory glitter sparkled gloriously, while the baby pink tulle skirt flowed gracefully as she walked.

Both her father and Tom were dumbfounded. Her father started tearing up and Tom felt his heart beat faster as blood travelled to his cheeks.

"What're you staring at? Let's get going," Y/N giggled.

"You look gorgeous," Tom whispers gently into her ear. Blushing, she quietly says thank you and gets ready to leave.

The night goes by quickly. Y/N and Tom would never confess that that prom was the best they've ever experienced.

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He continues to belt his heart out and dance his ass off and I keep recording. I might've giggled too loudly, giving away my hiding spot. Tom's head snapped in my direction, seeing my phone out and facing him, he rushes over and snatches the phone out of my hand, trying to erase the clip.

"No, Tommy," I whined.

He walked into the dining room, holding my phone tightly in his hand. I chased after him, trying to pull it out of his grip.

"Give me my phone back, please," I beg desperately.

"No, I'm going to delete the video first," his voice, teasing.

I look over to my unlocked phone, and worriedly, I push him onto the table. I tower over him, pushing my body onto his, breathing heavily onto his neck. My hand slides down his abs, tracing each indent before sliding my hand further down, teasingly grazing his throbbing cock. In the moment of the heat, I snatch my phone out of his faltered grip. I get off his body, thanking him before exiting the room. I can feel his gaze on my barely covered body, checking out my ass and legs. A quiet groan came out of his mouth as he realized how hard he was, making me giggle and run into our bedroom.

happy new years 🥳

although it hasn’t been a year since I’ve started on tumblr, I just wanted to thank all of you for the amazing beginning of my tumblr account. a new year and decade, can’t wait to see what it unveils. happy new years, my loves 🖤

mystery skater

a/n: merry belated christmas! a gift to you guys… a little bit of angst :)

warnings: just pure fluff

y/c: your color | s/c: skin color

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Tom and Haz decided to go to the outdoor skating rink in London to enjoy the holiday season. Both had experience with ice skating, so they understood the techniques needed to move without falling.

They walked up to the kiosk with the skates, asking for their size skates. When they received them, the boys sat on a bench to put on the skates. They placed their shoes into the public bins, making sure they were low-key about it so no one would take them.

As Tom walked to the entrance of the rink, he saw a twirling figure on the ice. Her hair was tied into a high ponytail, a couple of strands out to frame her face. She glided gracefully on the ice, moving her arms with delicacy.

“C’mon, mate. You’re blocking the entrance,” Haz stated as he tried pushing Tom onto the ice.

“Right, sorry.”

Tom stepped onto the ice, focusing on his balance before looking back at the mystery skater. She was mid-air in a jump. The landing was smooth and natural. The girl had stopped with her tricks and began to skate around the rink, giving Tom a chance to get a glance at her face.

She was gorgeous. Her Y/C eyes sparkled with passion and her S/C skin beamed in the sunlight.

Tom was awestruck. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her.

Haz obviously noticed this.

He nudged Tom, “Go talk to her.”

“W-What? N-No, I can’t,” Tom stuttered.

“Yes, you can. Bloody hell, mate, you’re practically drooling over her. It wouldn’t hurt to approach her at least,” Haz groaned.

“Okay, fine.” Tom pushed himself away from Haz to approach the girl.

Her head was down, obviously lost in thought, but she was able to see the figure beside her through her peripheral vision.

“Hi?” She looked at the brunette.

To say she was surprised would be an understatement; she was completely astounded. The man beside her had fluffy, curled hair. His eyes a warm, chocolate brown. Everything about him was inviting.

“Hi, I’m Tom,” he stuck his hand out to shake, “I saw you skating and I just wanted to come over and tell you that you’re an amazing skater.”

“T-Thank you,” Y/N blushed.

“I-I was also wondering, would you want to get coffee with me or something? I mean you don’t have to if you don’t want to, I was just wondering. You’re just really beautiful and gorgeous. You’re super talented, too. I’m rambling, aren’t I? I’ll shut up,” Tom rambles nervously, scratching the back of his neck.

Y/N giggles, “I’d love to get coffee with you, Tom. Thank you for the compliments, too.”

Tom sighed in relief, “Oh, great! Can I-Can I use your phone?”

Y/N nodded, a warm smile on her face.