#Kelly x Tom

[quartzdawn]

Made myself some SVTFOE kids for a self healing thingy (I am still in disbelief of the ending) so here are their designs I have for them so far. Right now I have no names but once I officialize their designs Ill have some along side more characters.

[cutesycadaver]

IceMav Nation...

I've seen you guys make Sarah Kanzansky Iceman's sister but I raise you: Charlie is Iceman's sister.

I just watched At First Sight and it's sending me but I have horrible writers block right now so do with this what you will

please lol

[emmedoesntdomath]

‘subtext’, she says.

‘subtext’ as she writes a scene more intimate than most smut scenes.

[tomhardymyking]

“𝑉𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑚 3 𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔.” 💞

If anyone still doubted how much 𝗧𝗼𝗺 loves his characters and how dedicated he is to them, I hope not, well, here is another demonstration 💓 This time with words said by 𝗞𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗹 (producer, screenwriter, very close 𝗧𝗼𝗺's friend and director) in an interview a few days ago 🥰

❗ The text is very long, so I decided to make it as a photo

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“𝑉𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑚 3 𝑣𝑎 𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒.” 💞

Si alguien aún dudaba de cuánto 𝗧𝗼𝗺 ama sus personajes y lo muy dedicado que está a ellos, que espero que no, pues aquí tenéis otra demostración más 💓 Esta vez con palabras dichas por 𝗞𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗹 (productora, guionista, amiga íntima de 𝗧𝗼𝗺 y directora) en una entrevista de hace unos días 🥰

❗ El texto es muy largo, así que decidí hacerlo como una foto

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[yanxidarlings]

YANDERE POLY BROMIGOS HEADCANONS (ftwd)

because i took a break from ftwd at season 3 and i'm not confident enough to write for twd yet but i want angst and misery and want i it now

to refresh your memory the "bromigos" are brandon's group (brandon luke, derek, james mcallister, chris manawa) from season 2 that got chris killed. What can I say I like POS minor characters 🤡

BUT let's just say, hypothetically, instead of putting James down, they chuck him in the back of the truck and jus say "if he bleeds out he bleeds out if he doesn't he doesn't", but chris still crashes the truck and darling is there to prevent everyone's deaths 😮

• maybe the darling had followed travis and chris from madison's group or maybe they were apart of brandon's group. heck, they could even have been staying with the mexican guy at the farm. either way, they convince the others to spare the bullet and let nature take it's course with james.

• so the group packs up the truck and sets off. eventually chris gets his turn driving and that's when it all goes to shit. the vehicle smashes in a tree, flipping on it's side in the process, brandon and derek get out with pretty minor injuries, cuts to the head and a sprained wrist.

• james and chris on the other hand are doing pretty bad. on with shards of glass in his leg and the bone sticking out, the other with his gunshot wound worsened by the impact. the darling came out with a small concussion, having been in the back with james.

"look at them!, they're as good as dead. they'll be nothing but extra weight on us" brandon pointed his shotgun at james's head, ignoring the others plea's for mercy. m/n shot the other a sharp glare, raising his brows "oh. i get it" he sighed, lowering his pistol, "so if you were also injured you would hold up the same principle?"

"i'm not injured and since when have you been in char-" BANG. before brandon could finish his sentance, a loud crack sounded. and he was on the ground, his calf now covered in blood. "what the fuck man" "oh look there, derek, he's deadweight now, should we put him down?" m/n quipped, turning towards the only other uninjured member of the group, who was staring at him wide-eyed.

• shooting brandon might not have been the best decision in the long run, as walkers were slowly making their way towards the scene. derek was forced to help james and brandon hobble their way back to the farm - or the closest functioning vehicle. whilst m/n found a piece of tarp and dragged chris along on it.

• out of all of them, brandon hated m/n the most. who does he think he is? but he was also kind of weirdly attracted to the guy. if they weren't in the middle of an apocalypse he'd never even consider what he was nor would he find another male attractive. he'd used to make fun of the gay kids in highschool!

• but it's not like there are many options these days. at some point he tells the reader this, but all that came out of it was a concussion from the slap he received.

• his growing fondness evolved into obsession as the weeks go by and he begins to realise how much of an asset to the group the reader really is. he's the kind of person that would survive and thrive in this world, so much so that other survivors are going to want to steal him away from the group. like hell brandons going to let that happen.

• he used to think the other three were a bunch of gay sissy's, but now he too constantly grills the reader when he tries to go on runs, spends too much time alone or interacts with another survivor.

• after the whole crash fiasco, derek is straight up terrified of m/n. and is of the belief that he would belong in a mental hospital if society hadn't collapsed. as the only other uninjured member of the group, he's forced to take up alot of the slack. he goes on runs with and helps m/n secure the farm, he believes he's much closer to the reader because of this. which is what kickstarts his obsession.

• derek is under the belief that he's m/n's favourite of the group, otherwise he would have shot him as well, right? he does some mental gymnastics which arrive him at the assumption that m/n is definitely into him.

• wouldn't usually be his thing but nor would shooting people. the apocalypse changes you. so he kinda just starts.. acting like he's much closer to the reader than he actually is. mf takes his shirt off whilst on a run, thinking he's doing m/n a service.

• "put a shirt on" "it's boiling out here bro" "you might as well write walker bait on there"

• honestly james was into m/n after one look. it only got worse when he was saved from being put down twice. like derek he is fully under the impression that the reader is into him. but is much less subtle (if you could call derek's approach subtle).

• whenever m/n is attending to his wound, james is shamelessly flirting. and then he wonders why the reader is being less gentle when reapplying the gauze. he exaggerates his condition to the reader and is constantly demanding something "you couldn't look for something to drink when your out there? i'd share some with you ;)"

• when his injury starts to heal he only comes on more strong; unprompted 'bro hugs' (m/n could probably press charges), jumping on m/n during the middle of the night (and getting mistaken for a walker 😵), 'sharing' a piece of chocolate m/n brought him (the busted lip took two weeks to heal)

• but he takes it all in relative stride, and thinks m/n has some underlying psychological issues that need to be addressed.

• chris thinks m/n should have just killed the other three so it could just be the two of them. he hates sharing the readers attention with literally anything and anyone. but he's not exactly in a position to get rid of them, as the most injured out of the bunch.

• whilst he starts off as just possessive, as he gets more mobile and more obsessed with the darling, he becomes overwhelmingly violent. towards the others, towards the darling. he can't stand being rejected, and whilst the other three kind of just laugh the readers blatant disgust with their advances off, chris won't stand for it.

• "do you think your better than me?" chris jumps to the worst conclusions when m/n won't lay next to him, ect. you're planning on abandoning me just like my dad did, you're just using me to find your family, you're a sadistic piece of shit. he swings between shyly and violently affectionate, leaving m/n on the edge.

• out of all of them, chris is the quickest to go full-blown yandere. like brandon he becomes abhorrently possessive of m/n, knowing that there are probably better options out there for him.

• the only thing that keeps them, or chris and brandon, from killing everyone else in the group, is the knowledge that they have an advantage in numbers. brandon is well aware m/n could probably kill him 1 v 1 but 4 v 1 and m/n's chances of escaping are pretty slim.

• but just because they have silently agreed not to kill each other does not mean they have an active agreement. sure if they catch m/n trying to escape they'll break his arm but does anyone have a specific day they get to spend with him and is there any official relationship between m/n and any of them? not that m/n knows of.

• but it's not like any of them take no for an answer, no matter how many times they come onto him and get wrecked rejected they just go back stronger the next time. as a bunch of hormonal young men in the middle of mexico with no one else in sight the reader is kind of fucked here.

• now is the reader in any particular danger with this group? just a lil bit. nowhere near as much as other survivors they come across are. doesn't matter if m/n is compassionate and offers to take them in, he'll find them as walkers in the barn the next day.

• BUT on the brightside when it comes to decision making for the groups well being, you, dear reader, have the final say. they reluctantly recognise that they owe their livelihood to the reader for knowing a questionable amount of survival knowledge.

[nerds-yearbook]

In 1933, the mutant Eugene Victor Tooms killed a set of five people, eating their livers, and then went into hibernation for the next thirty years. ("Squeeze", X-Files, TV)

[hibiyapan]

Recent sketch!

[markdelonge]

. . . .

title: "never let you go"

req: no

pairing: travis barker x fem!reader

warnings: age gap (not that bad), cussing, she/her prns

blink masterlist

. . . .

track 2: blazed

look at you, love, you are the same. you have a light you cannot hide. yes, you may have a different face, but your soul is the same inside. i don't care who is listening because they be making fun of this on tv. they wouldn't laugh if they were inside my past life with you and they were me

. . . .

nobody .. and i repeat, nobody liked it when your relationship with travis hit the internet.

you weren't famous yourself. you actually lived a pretty normal life. you had just so happened to run into one of the biggest drummers in the world and fell for him.

people didn't like the relationship because of the age gap .. i mean, you were 36, and he was 47. most people assumed that it was a 'sugar daddy' situation or you had only wanted him for his money, which wasn't the truth. you truly loved that man with everything in you.

and for travis .. it was a loss for words when he first met you. for him, it was like looking into a mirror, but the reflection was more vibrant and alive than he ever thought possible. you were almost the same height as him, had many tattoos, and even had the same love for music as he did. it was like he had found his other half.

he loved how you understood him in a way that no one else ever had. you finished each other's sentences, laughed at the same jokes, and shared the same passions. It was like your souls were connected in some way.

when you and him officially started dating, it was like a dream come true. he did everything with you, from writing music to traveling the world. you were each other's best friend and soulmate.

you sat on the bed you shared with travis, scrolling through the comments people had left on your most recent instagram post. you had no idea how they found your account, but God, were they mean.

you had spent almost an hour reading article after article, tweet after tweet, comment after comment. people were not taking the announcement well. the picture travis had posted on his account were filled with comments like:

"i can tell this isn't gonna last long"

"wtf dude she's like 15 years younger than you"

" oh, she's definitely after his money"

how could those people talk badly on you when they don't even know who you are?

you sighed, the feeling of your heart aching bringing your mood down.

"they're so mean, trav" you said as you turned off your phone and threw it somewhere on the bed.

"didn't i tell you not to read the comments?" he asked as he grabbed your phone and unlocked it, reading some of the comments himself.

"it's kinda hard to ignore them when there's literally thousands of them" you whined, laying down on the bed.

"maybe it was a bad idea for us to go public, we should've waited a while longer" you thought out loud

"babe, the media is the media. it wouldn't of mattered if we went public two years from now. they'll always act this way." the drummer explained, sitting next to you.

"and they don't know you the way i know you. i bet if they knew the kind of person you really are, they wouldn't say shit about you. " travis said, looking down at you.

"you just gotta learn how to ignore it, baby" he said

"how though? how do you do it?" you asked

travis shrugged before answering

"i'm kinda just used to it. no matter what i do, there's gonna be someone talking shit about me. i just ignore it" he explained, laying next to you.

"i aspire to be like you." you turned to face him, only halfly-joking

the two of you laid in silence for a few seconds

"i love you" you and him said in sync, which caused you and your boyfriend to share a surprised look.

"jinx." travis spoke soon after

"you owe me a new pair of sticks." he joked

"whatever, travis" you laughed

[the-authoress-writes]

A Warm Wind Blowing the Stars Around

Or: The Iceman Melteth

Gif via @lost-shoe

Pairing: Tom “Iceman” Kazansky/Nurse!Sarah Kazansky

Synopsis: A mandatory visit to Naval Medical Center San Diego leads to more than Tom “Iceman” Kazansky thought possible.

Author’s Note: This story and Tom Kazansky were not the first story or character I expected would make my first fic on my fanfiction sideblog.

But the muse is fickle, and such is life.

I would like to dedicate this story to @bradshawsbaby, who has been so welcoming, kind, supportive, and patient.

She is an impeccable writer in her own right, and I hope this little offering, based off of her headcanon, is a suitable gift.

Thank you so much, @bradshawsbaby!

Title is from England Dan and John Ford Coley’s “I'd Really Love to See You Tonight”, and I stole a line from the song—I couldn’t help myself.

Warnings: Hospitals, mentions of needles, and mentions of blood in a medical setting.

Tom was sitting at his desk, doing paperwork, that while he knew was a necessary part of the job, the (large) part of him that lived for soaring through the skies, couldn’t wait for the last signature to be signed.

Lunch was something that his body was telling him was something needed soon, though that was mainly superseded by his need for coffee.

But he was so close, and the paperwork was not something he particularly wanted to return to after his first afternoon dose of the elixir of life.

The letters on the paperwork were beginning to not make sense, and he rubbed his forehead, willing himself to just finish the stack, by this time so, so close to finishing it all.

Just then, he looked up when he heard a knock on the surface of his desk.

“I come bearing the elixir of life,” Mav grinned, extending one of the mugs he was holding.

Tom wanted to say that he still had enough dignity at this point not to snatch it out of Mav’s hands, but judging from the smirk on his wingman’s face, that was… improbable.

As he drank the hot coffee as fast as safely possible, he heard Mav say, “I could hear your blond brain screaming for caffeine all the way from my own desk, and I figured I’d be generous and magnanimous as the best pilot—”

“The best pilot’s wingman, sure,” Tom breathed, inhaling the scent of the shitty base coffee like it was a gift from God, which, it was, honestly.

He looked up in time to catch the pissy look on Mav’s face, sitting more upright in his seat when he caught sight of Viper over Mav’s shoulder. “Sir,” he said, looking up at Viper.

Mav tracked his gaze, making to rise, when Viper waved a hand. “At ease, boys.

Tom, I just wanted to let you know that Medical called me this morning, they said you’ve been avoiding them—they want you in today, or they’ll ground you until you come in.”

“Oooohhh,” Mav breathed, shit-eating grin firmly in place, looking at Tom, and Viper turned an amused look at the dark-haired aviator. “They also wanted me to let you know that you’re up next tomorrow, Pete.”

The aforementioned shit-eating grin slid off of Mav’s face at Mach 10, making Tom smirk victoriously at his wingman.

Instead of replying, Mav just gave him the look which he was beginning to realize was the facial equivalent of saying, “Fuck you, Kazansky.”

Turning back to face the Commander, Tom began, “I—it’s just been so busy, sir,” attempting to save face at least with his CO.

“It’s okay, son, no one likes to go to medical,” the older man replied.

“Okay, sir, I’ll get to base medical after—”

“Oh, no, they said that because you’ve been—inadvertently—giving them the slip, you have to go to the Medical Center in the city; you too, Pete.”

In what was a totally unrehearsed moment of synchronicity, both he and Mav let out simultaneous “Fuck”’s.

Viper grinned, “Mmm—get that over with today and tomorrow, boys, I’ll see you both.”

And with that, their CO departed.

Tom ran his hands down his face. “Damn it.”

“You’ve got that right,” Mav grimaced. “But I honestly never pegged you as the type to skip out on the docs, Ice, Mr. ‘Ice-cold, no mistakes’.”

Tom glanced up, debating telling Mav this truth of his very existence, this thing that only his family and Slider knew.

“What?” Mav prompted, looking serious, immediately locking onto the expression on his face.

Damn fighter pilot eyes.

Tom glanced around, looking to see if anyone was around to hear.

The coast clear, he began, “I—uh, I’m deathly afraid of needles, always have been, ever since I was a kid, and I bent the needle in my arm, at a ninety-degree angle, when I got my TDaP booster.”

He braced himself for the laughter, but when he looked into Mav’s eyes, there was nothing but understanding. “I get it—that one hurts like a bitch.

If—” the other man hesitated, before continuing, “if it makes you feel any better, me, I—I avoid hospitals like the plague ever since—since.”

It didn’t take a genius to understand that Mav was referring to the aftermath of Hop 31.

“I know, Mav,” he smiled weakly, old guilt susurrating at the back of his mind.

Mav plastered a half-hearted, but no less-meant smile on, saying, “Well—how’s about we go to Medical together then, today—I finished my paperwork, and it looks like you’re almost done there.”

Tom looked down at his paperwork, and Mav was right—he was only a signature away from finishing it all.

Grabbing his pen, he signed the last signature, and downed the rest of his coffee. “We’re getting lunch first—I’m not getting a needle in my arm without sustenance.”

Mav raised a skeptical eyebrow at him. “You sure about that?”

Tom rolled his eyes. “I’m paying, Maverick, and if I do hurl, second lunch is on you.”

Mav sighed, accepting his fate.

Just then, a thought crossed Tom’s mind. “And how’d you get your paperwork done before I did—we all get the same amount?”

The dark-haired man smirked. “I made a deal with Merls—he does half of my paperwork in exchange for my mechanical services with his truck.”

Tom couldn’t help the laugh that burst out—that completely tracked.

After a light lunch at a local diner, they arrived at the large, imposing building of Naval Medical Center San Diego, Tom suppressing an anxious gulp as they went through the doors.

Having been directed to the right floor, they approached the desk, Tom taking off his Ray-Bans to address the nurse. “I’m Lieutenant Thomas Kazansky, I’m, uh, here for my physical.”

He and Mav were shuffled off to a nearby waiting area, clipboard in the former’s hand, and he began mechanically filling out the paperwork, when he heard a shaky inhale beside him.

Mav was sitting in his chair, bouncing his knee, and white-knuckling the armrests.

“You okay, Mav?”

Green eyes snapped to his. “Yeah—just—feeling a little antsy, that’s all.”

Sympathy panged through Tom. “You don’t have to stay.”

“And leave my wingman?

No thanks, I already learned that lesson.

And this way, you’ll owe me, and you’ll come with me when it’s my turn, tomorrow,” Mav smiled shakily.

“I’d come with you tomorrow even if you didn’t come with me today.”

For a moment, a heartbreaking look of wonder swept over Mav’s face, before the smile was back, still weak, but not as shaky as earlier. “Thanks, Ice.”

“Wingmen, remember?” Tom declared, holding his fist out.

Mav bumped a fist against his, saying, “Wingmen.”

Having filled out the requisite paperwork, he and Mav were eventually led to an exam room, and this time, it was Tom’s turn to be antsy.

He paced the length of the exam room, running a hand through his hair.

He could feel Mav’s gaze tracking him as he went up and down the small-as-hell room, and just when he thought the silence was going to swallow him alive, Mav began, “Did you see what Bolt got up to, when I was running BFM last night?”

He was aware that his wingman was just trying to distract him, but he was grateful as Mav began to talk about their student’s antics.

He was in the middle of laughing, when the door opened, and his gaze landed on a vision sent from Heaven itself.

She was wearing an NMC nurse’s uniform, and clunky white nurse’s shoes, but it didn’t take away from the fact that this woman—she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen, with waving, light strawberry-brown hair that shone like burnished bronze, and sparkling, silver-gray eyes that glinted blue when the light struck them right.

“Lieutenant Kazansky?” she asked, and God, even her voice was like music.

Of course, the first thing out of his mouth was, “Uh.”

This vision tilted her head, a very amused expression on her face. “Is that ‘Uh’, ‘Yes, I’m Lieutenant Kazansky’ or ‘No, I’m not Lieutenant Kazansky’?”

Tom swallowed, but again, the only thing that came out was, “Uh.”

As luck would have it, he was standing right next to the seated Mav, and the other man delivered a swift kick to his shin, which snapped him from his stunned and stupefied state.

“I—uh-huh—” he blinked, “I mean, I’m—yes, I’m Lieutenant Kazansky.”

She smiled, beamed, really, and he couldn’t have been more speechless if he tried. “Okay then, let’s get started—just hop up on the table for me, Lieutenant.”

He probably walked faster than he thought, because he was crinkling the wax paper on the table the next moment.

“And lift up your sleeve for me?”

Tom rolled up the right sleeve of his khakis, glad he hadn’t worn his flight suit, because he honestly doubted he’d have the dexterity needed to open it, with his staring at her all the while, as she grabbed the blood pressure cuff and dial out of the basket on the wall.

She was very efficient as she wrapped the cuff around his upper arm, pulling a stethoscope from her uniform, and placing it beneath the cuff.

He was transfixed as she worked, aware he was being a little bit of a creep, but helpless to keep from looking at her.

Dimly, Tom heard a faint snapping of fingers, and his gaze darted to a glaring Mav, who mouthed, “Stop staring.”

He blinked, shifting tactics to jinking his gaze back and forth between her and various points in the room. “It’s uh, a bit busy here, isn’t it?” he blurted.

In the back of the room, unseen by her, Mav rolled his eyes and silently slapped his hand to his face.

“Yes,” she cheerily said, “we’re getting the recalcitrant personnel in, who seem to think avoiding their yearly is a good idea—mostly aviators, actually,” she looked pointedly at him.

“Well, I’m—I’m sorry to have kept you waiting, Ma’am.”

In his peripheral vision, he saw Mav lift his head out of his hand, an impressed expression on his face, offering his wingman a thumbs up.

She turned to him, as she kept the cuff with an incredulous smile on her lips, “You’re quite the charmer, aren’t you, Lieutenant?”

“Not really, actually—maybe just with you.”

He could see Mav discreetly pump a fist in the air, looking for all the world like a proud father.

She looked at him, a soft look in her eyes, small smile on her lips, before she sighed, shaking her head, “You’re something else, Lieutenant,” while marking something on a clipboard she produced out of nowhere. “Doctor Rainier’s going to be with you soon, Lieutenant Kazansky.

Have a good day.”

And before he could get his words straight, she was out the door.

“Ice, what the hell?” Mav cried. “You should have asked for her name!”

“Yeah, tell me something I don’t know,” Tom rolled his eyes.

“There’s so many nurses here at NMCSD, you don’t know if you’ll meet her again.”

“I know, dammit.”

Silence reigned in the room.

Until Mav predictably broke it. “‘Ice cold, no mistakes’, huh?”

“Fuck you, Mav.”

“Love you too, Kazansky.”

The door opened again, prompting both aviators to perk up, only to deflate when they saw it was the doctor.

The exam itself was over rather quickly and Tom kind of tuned everything out until Dr. Rainier said, “Okay, now all we need is the blood draw, and you’ll be good to go, son.”

Fear swept over him like a tidal wave all over again. “Oh—okay, Doctor, thank you,” he gulped.

“Have a good day, Lieutenant—Lieutenant,” Dr. Rainier said, addressing Mav in the corner before he left.

Tom was just about to prepare to begin breathing exercises, but the door barely had enough time to close when someone stopped it from shutting all the way, and once again, the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen, entered. “Lieutenant, we meet again—I’ll be drawing your blood,” she professionally said.

And paradoxically, the fear veritably drained from him—he felt safe with her, like he could entrust her with his deepest fears. “I just have to let you know that I’m afraid of needles—deathly afraid of them.”

From where she was getting supplies in a cabinet, she looked at him gently, almost surprised, as if she were seeing something new in him. “Oh… don’t worry—I’ll do my best to make it comfortable for you.”

And it sank into him like a universal truth, like the sky being blue, grass being green, like another technical specification from his F-14’s NATOPS.

Wordless at this thought, he just nodded.

Supplies in hand, she approached, and he’d be lying if the sight of the needle in its sterile pouch didn’t make him shiver slightly.

“Left or right arm?”

“Left,” he breathed shakily.

“Okay,” she replied, tearing open the alcohol pad, and making him jolt when the cold pad hit the crook of his elbow.

Tom couldn’t help but look erratically at the area, when she noticed. “Hey, don’t look—look at me.”

When he did, she continued, grasping his arm, “I’ll be gentle, I promise.”

“Alright.”

“Good—so, what do you fly, Lieutenant?”

“F-14 Tomcat,” he automatically responded.

“Ooh—fancy; out of Lemoore?”

“Yeah, actually, VFA-25, but for now, my RIO and I are at Miramar—I’m a TOPGUN instructor.”

“Must be the best then, to be an instructor,” she said.

Disguising it with a cough, Mav breathed, “Beg to differ.”

“I try,” he smiled.

“Mmm—of course you do,” she murmured, almost to herself.

Before he could ask what she meant by that, she said, “And we’re done.”

Tom looked down, incredulous, but true enough, there was a bandaid on the crook of his elbow, and a vial of blood in her hand.

“I—I didn’t even feel that,” he murmured, awed.

“I promised, didn’t I?” she proudly declared.

“You did.”

God, this woman was amazing.

“I’ll just hit the head,” Mav said, shooting him a grin and a mouthed “You got this!” as he ducked out of the room.

“You and your CO should have the results within the week—have a great day, Lieutenant.”

“Wait!” Tom called, standing as she turned to leave.

“Yes?”

“I uh, was just thinking—wondering, if—if you’d like to go out for coffee or drinks or something.”

She actually looked regretful, “I’m sorry, but… I don’t go out with patients… or aviators.”

He blinked, not wanting to give up just yet, “Is there anything I can do to make you change your mind?”

She thought for a second before looking up at him, a slight curl at the corners of her lips. “Well… I suppose… put in a little bit of effort… there’s a chance that I might change my mind.”

“What do you mean by that?” Tom frowned slightly.

“Come on, can’t spoon feed you, now, can I, flyboy,” she smirked, backing out of the room.

“I don’t even know your name,” he called.

“I only give my name to men who put in an effort,” she lightly, and slightly teasingly said, and with that, she was gone.

A beat later, Mav poked his head in. “Well, did you get her number?”

“I didn’t even get her name.”

“A quiet “Damn,” was his wingman’s only response. “You done?”

“Yeah.”

Just then, the proverbial lightbulb lit up above his head. “I just have to make a detour.”

Tom determinedly strode to the nurse’s desk, and put on his most charming smile. “Excuse me, ma’am.”

“Yes?” the nurse, an older woman, replied, eyeing him assessingly.

“I was just wondering if I could have the name of the nurse who drew my blood today—she was very kind and—”

She cut him off, “We don’t give that information out for safety purposes… Lieutenant Kazansky.

And if she didn’t give you her name, you’d best leave it there, young man,” she replied, a protective steel in her voice.

Tom blinked, nodding—he’d just have to take a different approach. “Thank you for your help, ma’am.”

“Mmm-hmm,” and with that, she went back to tapping away at her keyboard.

“Any luck?” Mav asked as they moved into step with each other, Tom automatically shortening his stride ever so slightly.

“No, no dice.”

Mav clicked his tongue. “Dammit.

What are you going to do?”

“Well—I was already going to come with you tomorrow, but now I’m definitely going to come with you.”

The next day, even though he was going to be running hops, Tom made sure to pack a set of khakis, so that he could change into them after.

He wanted to make a good impression, just in case, after all.

Mav was already waiting for him by his truck with the Kawasaki already running, uncharacteristically chipper for a man who was heading to a place which set him on edge—and he said as much. “You’re unusually happy, given where we’re going.”

The other man grinned, “Of course I’m happy, there’s a chance we could see your girl today.”

Tom felt the heat in his ears, “She’s not my girl—hardly my girl; I don’t even know her name.”

Mav clapped him on the shoulder, “And that’s what’s going to change today, I have a good feeling about this.”

Tom opened the door of his truck with a sigh. “This better not end up with something on fire, like the last time you said that.”

The Kawasaki revved up, the dark-haired aviator calling above the din, “That was one time!!

And it was only singed!!”

“Singed means that it was basically on fire, Mav.”

“To-may-toe—to-mah-toe.

Now come on!”

The two men drove to NMCSD, and repeated the same process that Tom had gone through the day before, except this time with Mav in the hot seat.

“So what’s the plan, Ice?

You gonna find reasons to come here until you meet her again?” Mav asked, swinging his dangling legs as he sat on the exam table.

“Basically,” he mumbled.

“What?”

“Basically,” Tom embarrassedly bit out. “You got any better ideas?

I’m all ears if you do.”

“Nah—that’s probably honestly the best one, it’s just that—God, your odds—it’ll probably take you forever to meet her ag—”

“Lieutenant Mitchell?” a familiar melodic voice broke in.

“Holy shit,” Mav breathed incredulously, because apparently, Tom’s odds of meeting that amazing woman again, were much, much higher than he thought, since there she was, standing in the doorway. “Yeah—yeah, that’s me.”

Tom could hardly believe his luck.

She stepped further into the room, letting the door shut behind her, and her steps hitched when she saw him. “And Lieutenant Kazansky.”

“Hi,” he breathlessly said.

“Hi,” she murmured, surprised, and for a moment, it was like they were the only people in the world.

After an all-too-short eternity, she seemingly shook her head, and strode over to Maverick, beginning the preliminaries of the other man’s physical, but she kept glancing at him, as if she were sure he’d disappear if she looked away too long.

Soon enough, she was done, and left the room, but not without glancing back at him.

“Wha—Ice; get off your ass, and take the shot—get out there!!” Mav cried, indignant.

Conscience warred with desire. “But—you—”

“Pull a me for once, and leave your Goddamn wingman—I’ll be fine!

Go!”

Tom didn’t need much more than that.

He dashed out of the room, looking both ways, and he thought he saw her down the corridor, near the Nurse’s Desk.

He walked in that direction, glad when closer inspection showed his eyes weren’t lying to him.

Tom stopped a respectful distance away, and cleared his throat.

She turned a wry glance at him. “Can I help you, Lieutenant?”

He absently rubbed the back of his neck, “Yeah, actually.

I would like very much to at least know your name.”

“Why?” was her blunt response.

“Because I really haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since last night.

Because you are witty, intelligent, unbelievably kind, and incredibly beautiful, and I’d really, really like to get to know you.

Please, just give me a chance,” he said, aware that a faint thread of desperation was weaving itself into his tone, but he couldn’t care less.

Her lips pressed into a hard line. “You know, part of me wants to give you a hard time still… but, dammit, I can’t,” she sighed, continuing, “because… I also couldn’t stop thinking about you,” she smiled. “It’s Sarah, Sarah Lewis.”

Tom held out an eager hand. “I’m Tom Kazansky, but you already knew that.”

She took his hand, shaking it. “Nice to actually meet you.”

“Same here.”

“Out of curiosity, what would you have done if I didn’t give you my name?” she asked.

He bit his lip, “Uhh, probably taken much better care of my health, and… come here every time I need to get something looked at.”

Sarah laughed, “You would have come here for the littlest things, on the off chance you’d see me?”

“Yeah, actually.”

Sarah looked at him warmly, and he felt like he would melt on the spot.

(He could mentally hear Mav’s “Iceman, my ass.”)

Feeling a little daring, Tom began, “If I may ask, may I—I’d really, really like to take you out for dinner—or even just coffee.”

She paused, then nodded, “I’m free tonight, after 5:00 PM.”

His jaw dropped. “Tonight?”

“You got a problem with that?” she grinned.

“No!” he cried, lowering his voice when the other nurses glared at him, “no, I—I’d really love to see you tonight,” he beamed.

“It’s a date then.

Meet me at the main entrance?”

He felt like he was flying in his F-14, all while on solid ground, and it thrilled him more than he thought possible. “That’s perfect.”

“Okay,” she replied, trying and failing to suppress her smile. “I kind of have to get back to work, now.”

“Okay; I’ll let you go.

I’ll see you tonight.”

“You will.”

He walked backwards for a beat, his cheeks beginning to hurt with the force of his smile, before he turned and walked back into Mav’s exam room.

“Well?” the other man turned a hopeful, expectant gaze on him, seeing that his smile hadn’t dimmed in the slightest.

“I’m having dinner with my future wife tonight, Mav.”

Tom’s reason to fear needles is based off of my own experience—I did indeed bend the needle of my booster shot in my arm when I was about five or six (I can’t remember which vaccine it was for me), at a virtually ninety-degree angle.

Fun.

BFM — Basic Fighter Maneuvers

I put Tom’s squadron as VFA-25, the “Fist of the Fleet”, which is the actual squadron number of the squadron patch he and Slider wear, and they are based out of NAS Lemoore, currently assigned to Carrier Wing Eleven, which in turn, is assigned to the USS Theodore Roosevelt, where scenes from TG:M were filmed!

[stealthypussycat]

Come on Kelly, come on Tom don't delete the symbrock scenes of Venom 3. Give us something to the ship, especially you Tom haha. we trust you 🥺🤍

[originalwinnercheesecake]

What pokemon would make up teams owned by the Characters in Star vs The Forced of Evil

I am back making my lists, and its time to do Star vs the forces of evil. So like my previous lists (TOH, GF, Amphibia) this show had a large cast. This show was also had a longer run time than any of them, 4 seasons, and who the important characters were depended on which season. This list contains my picks for Star, Marco, Ludo, and a handful of Star and Marco’s close friends. If you do not see your favorite character here, and have an idead as to a pokemon they would be a really good trainer for feel free to put them in the comments.

Star Butterfly

Star was a really easy one to make a team for. Most of her magic moves with her wand involved conjuring up animal based creatures, and I just transfered them over to pokemon.

Cetitan: Star’s trademark attack is her “Narwhale blast” and when looking up Narwhale pokemon (and double/triple checking I got a actual pokemon and not a fanmade one) this is the pokemon that came up for Narwhal pokemon.

Joltik: The smallest and (In my opinion) the most adorable of the spider pokemon, also packs a powerful shock. A near perfect representation of Star’s strongest spell: Spider with a top hat.

Yamper: a cute and playful little yellow dog pokemon with a heart symbol somewhere on its body. Its the closest I could find to the Laser puppies Star gifted the Diaz’s with on arrival.

Galarian Rapidash: Star had a love for Warnicorn’s, their speed, their furosity, and did not want an adult life were she had no time to ride and have fun with them. So I will give her a Rapidash.  An Galarian rapidash because those fit Star’s style better and add a fairy type to her team.

Makuhita: Star does not always really on magic to fin a fight though, She also knows how to brawl/box. So I wanted to give her atleast one fighting type. I picked Makuhita while its a heavy hitter and a real tough pokemon its also got a very cute and tubby design; it looks like a Sumo pikachu. Like Star its adorable from a distance, threatening up close.

Nidoran girl: represents her bond  of friendship/romantic with Marco. He has a boy one.

Marco Diaz

Solrock: Marco was originally going to be named Sol. He is also represented in that Prophatic image as the Sun right? Star is an actual star and Marc is the sun, they are together? Pretty sure I remember that. If Marco is represented by the sun n the show than it’s only fair I carry that over onto my team by giving him a solrock.

Lucario: Marco loves and does karate, so I picked a fighting type that’s method of fighting it more simlar to karate for him.

Shiny charizard: I really wanted to give him a dragon type to reresent his dragoncycle Nacho’s. The Original one I had picked out was another Fame made non offical pokemon (I have to be more careful of those). Of offical pokemon Charizards Shiney form. I think its still fair that this be his strongest. He did spend decades training and fighting with Nacho’s in Hekapoo’s dimension

Kirlia: a graceful and feminie pokemon to represent Marco’s super popular princess persona Princess Turdina. Also to give him a fairy type as well.

Nidoran boy: represents his bond of friendship/romance with Star. She has a girl one.

Ludo Avarius

Mimikyu: A fairy and dark pokemon that has issues with its appearence as well as mentality, and can also mess with the mental state of others. I am not sure if Ludo and Mimikyu would make each other better or worse, or worse than better (hopefully that one). But that they would be a very intresting and entertaining partnership of that I am sure.

So Ludo’s monster henchmen in season 1 were not the best as we can all agree (Sorry about that Buff Frog. We all know you did try). But in season 2 he had a pretty strong team, what with Bird, Spider, and those rats. To represnt them I will give him a Sparrow, an Aridos, and a Alalon Rattata. 

Rufflet and Vullaby: These represent his brothers and sisters. The ones who after going through everything he did, he was able to go back and save from their awful parents. 

I gave these three teams of six since they were arguably main characters. The rest of the list will be notable secondary characters, who will each get three.

Janna Ordonia

Haunter: Both it and Janna like to scare/prank people

Nickit: a theif pokemon that helps Janna swipe other peoples stuff

Klefki: It helps Janna break into places she is otherwise not allowed

Tom Lucitor

Scorbunny, Litleo, Fennekin.

I gave Tom each of these three for the same number of reasons. Firstly they are all fire types, and Tom is a fire demon. Secondly all of them are fuzzy and adorable, and in the show Part of Toms anger management therapy involves soothing himself by petting/playing with cute fuzzy animals. I could see eaxh of these three being part of his therapy (yes I did look up “fire bunny pokemon specfically to find one to represent Marshmellow) Lastly while they are in no threatening, cutesy, first forms now, they all evolve into very strong battlers. Once Tom got his own temper under enough control that he could handle pokemon battles he could do pretty well with these three.

Jackie Lynn Thomas

Chimecho: She has a very soothing appearence and personality. She also told Marco that one time she is into soft rock. So I gave her a soothing, soft toned, music pokemon

Baltoy: She also told him she was really into studying history. Baltoy may not be a fossile pokemon, but it is historic. In addition to that it has great balance to stay perpetually spinning in place like that. Jackie also has great balance on her skateboard

Vaporeon: So despite fans best efforts and theorising, the show creator never did reveal Jackie to secretly be a mermaid, who’s able to live on land becasue her shell necklace is actually a magical amulet that when worn exchanges her see tail for a pair of land legs. But it was a great theory, and she does give off very beachy, merlike, vibes. So idecided to give her  a merlike water pokemon, that could travel both in water and on land. Also I had to exclude Vaporeon from my Gravity Falls list, and still really wanted to give it to someone cool.

Kelly.. Huh looks like she was about the only character to not get a last name. Wow. Okay just Kelly

Galatian Moewth, Mankey, Tangrowth

Like with Tom all three of Kelly’s Pokemon were ones I picked for the same reasons. Those reasons were that all three are tough, scrappy, pkemon; completely covered from head to toe in wild, untameable, hair.

Eclipsa Butterfly

I wasn’t gonna do Eclipsa at first, simply becasue I wanted to keep the secondary characters evenly split between earth and mewni characters. But she is like the third most iconic character in the show and I had to do her.

Spiritomb: You know dark types would be her favoite, and I feel like the more sinister lore with Spiritomb would really intrigue her and make her want one.

Honchkrow: eyes in the sky to replace he all seeing eye spell . They also have basically the same taste in hats, so there’s that.

Roserade: She says in the beganing of season 3 that she loves roses.

Oskar Greason

(why does he get a last name when Kelly didn’t?) Here let me throw Oskar in as well as Eclipsa to keep numbers more even.

Toxel: To represent his interest in playing music.

Furret: Because he has a pet ferret

Noibat: goes with his whole bad boy musician vibe, and with the added bonus that it would maybe be able to freak out his mom’s boyfriend whom he is implied to absolutely hate.

[re-readingcomics]

Comics Read 08/13- 20/2023

Over this period I of time I read Rockstars written by Joe Harris, art by Megan Hutchison-Cates, colors by Kelly Fitzpatrick, designer Tom Muller, letters by Michael David Thomas, and edited by Shawna Gor. The edition I read this time was Rockstars The Complete Series as published by Vault. Years ago I read the first arc, “Nativity in Black Light”, in the trade paperback as published by Image Comics. I intended to get the second arc’s trade paperback, “Children of the Beast” as published by Image, but somehow missed it. Anyway, I am glad I got this edition as it encouraged by to reread the first arc which I otherwise remember next to nothing about. The page I scanned to illustrate this post, with its myriad references to our world’s rock ’n’ roll icons and legends may be the part I most clearly remember. 

A quick search on my tags reveals I have never written about Joe Harris on this blog. This really emphasizes how long it has been since I have read any of his work. I have been writing about all the comic books I read for the better part of four years, and even though I was reading most of what he wrote for a while, none of it was during this time! I first became aware of Harris around 2013, when I was preparing to attend my first New York Comic Con. I went to a signing at Forbidden Planet the same week to get some comic books signed. There were four comic makers there. For some reason I now only remember the two that I was not there to see. One of them was Joe Harris, who at the time was primarily promoting his The X-Files season 10 comics (before the revival meant there was a tenth season of the television show). I have a complicated relationship to TXF. It was the first show I really obsessed over, it’s the first I feel angrily disillusioned over. I’m writing something about it in my other Tumblr for the anniversary.  That night, I bought the trade paperback Great Pacific, one of Harris’s other creator owned comics. I liked it a lot and started following his creator owned output. I bring this up because the lead characters of Rockstars, Jackie and Dorothy, have a Mulder and Scully-esque dynamic. Jackie is driven by his family history and seeks answers through mystical uses of cards. Dorothy is a journalist, and seeks answers that she can safely publish. These two character arcs were not really developed enough either of them, but Jackie gets to a more interesting crossroads. 

More directly relevant to this book, between reading the first arc the first time and reading this all now, I have steeped myself more in rock ’n’ roll legends than I was doing the first time around. Among other things I watched Brian De Palma’s The Phantom of the Paradise which reminded me about how often Faustian bargains and early death have been staples of rock legends since nearly the beginning. The plane crash that killed Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens and “The Big Bopper” J. P. Richardson pretty much solidified this. This event is included in Rockstars, though the way is in questionable taste. (Coincidentally, that plane crash was also important to the plot of a famous episode of TXF.)

The plot of Rockstars, starts with investigating the mysterious deaths of a couple of groupies decades apart. There are ghost gangs of the groupies interfering with the investigation and they tend to be herald by the wrong lyrics of famous songs. The deaths of the murdered ones are related to demonic champions of the bands. Each arc covers a different demon in relation to a different band. The first band is an arch-typical second wave British invasion bad from the 1970s, and the second is arch-typical early hair metal band from the 1980s. I am more familiar with the former than the latter, despite actually living through parts of the 1980s. The plot didn’t really add up for me. But I love a lot of the details in the drawings, nods to famous theories and art. I also am touched by the concept of how generations are bonded because we each go through the same cycles of cultural events. I just wish that Dorothy’s character design wasn’t so close to some of the groupies in flashbacks or ghost form. It was needlessly confusing.

I feel like, of what I have read, the best comic books about loving music are Kieron Gillan and Jamie McKelvie’s Phonogram and The Wicked + The Divine. This isn’t like either of those, and that is a good thing. For all it’s flaws, I wish there was more of it. 

[tomhardymyking]

𝗦𝗼𝗻𝘆 announced that the 𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒎 3 premiere, which was going to happen on 12 July 2024, has been delayed to 8 November 2024 due to the, effectively, actors' strike, a year from now 💔 They want to resume shooting as soon as possible (next week) 💓

We have to spend most of 2024 to watch 𝗘𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗲 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗸 and 𝗩𝗲𝗻𝗼𝗺 again... I have no words 😔

And this photo is during the 𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒎 3 filming 😮! How handsome he is 😍💘 And don't ask me where it came from because I don't even know, just enjoy it like I'm doing 🤭

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𝗦𝗼𝗻𝘆 ha anunciado que el estreno de 𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒎 3, que iba a ocurrir el 12 de julio de 2024, se ha retrasado al 8 de noviembre de 2024 debido a la, efectivamente, huelga de actores, queda un año 💔 Quieren reanudar el rodaje lo antes posible (la próxima semana) 💓

Hay que pasar casi todo 2024 para volver a ver a 𝗘𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗲 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗸 y 𝗩𝗲𝗻𝗼𝗺... No tengo palabras 😔

¡Y esta foto es del rodaje de 𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒎 3 😮! Qué guapo está 😍💘 Y no me preguntéis de dónde ha salido porque ni yo misma lo sé, tan solo disfrútala como lo estoy haciendo yo 🤭

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[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

hiii, could you write something about Tom meeting his celebrity crush ( he also maybe said it in an interview) at the Museum Gala? She is a big actress ( maybe did house of the dragon or something). She thinks he is super hot and she has seen the new hunger games movie, so she kinda flirts with him because she knows she is his celebrity crush and he is a nervous wreck. Eventually they start going out and end up dating! Just something about another British Tom manifesting his life LMAO

could you also add some insta posts ? I love this kinda of au! I hope you like this idea

lots of 💋 t!

And They Meet || Tom Blyth x actress!reader

A/n: love love this request ty anon 😙

Warnings: none!

Wc: 1,232

Dividers by @pommecita

“Do you have a celebrity crush?” The question caught Tom by surprise as he chuckles, his fingertips tapping on his chin. “I do actually, uh Y/n Y/l/n.” He admits for the first time on camera.

“I watched House of the Dragon the moment it came out and I just fell in love with how she portrayed Alicent Hightower, truly one of the greatest actresses at such a young age,” He smiles like a mad man as he recalls the time he first saw her on screen.

The gorgeous green coloured dress you would wear looked heavenly, and of course, your impeccable acting drew his attention. He binge watched the first season over and over, a smile adorning his lips everytime you would bless his screen with your beauty.

“Have you met her Tom? She’s a lovely person in real life.” The brunette sighs, “Unfortunately I have not, soon hopefully, soon,” He crosses his fingers as he lets out a low chuckle before moving on.

~

You watch with a grin on your face the interview that mentioned you. After Tom revealed that you were infact, his celebrity crush, you couldn’t help but feel like a giddy high school girl.

The thought that the Tom Blyth took a fancy towards you was mind blowing, especially since you’ve watched him from afar and admired him for quite some time now. You remember you first saw him on Billy the Kid and thought he was exceptional, and quite attractive.

“You think he would be at the museum gala next month?” You lift your head to Ally, your manager as she thinks. “Most likely, why’s that?” She smirks at you as you roll your eyes jokingly. “Nothing, nothing, just wondering,” You put your hands up in defence.

“Okay you have 10 minutes left,” Ally looks at her watch. You were at The Kelly Clarkson Show about to be interviewed about the upcoming season of the House of the Dragon.

~

“Y/n, do you have a type? If so, I think your fans would like to know, don’t you?” Kelly winks to the crowd as they erupt into laughter, including yourself. “Physical wise? Most definitely tall, brunette, blue eyes, a nice smile-“ “That sounds a whole lot familiar to a guest I just had a couple days ago….” Kelly teases as your eyes widen.

“Really?” A nervous chuckle leaves your lips, “Yeah, a Mr Tom Blyth happens to fit that description. I also know he mentioned you as his celebrity crush just the other day,” You play with the ring on your finger as you look at Kelly as if it was new news to you.

“Did he really?” You couldn’t help the smile off your face, “I watched the movie the day it came out and I understand the girlies who were rooting for Coryo,” You fan yourself jokingly, “truly understand.” The crowd cheers as you laugh. “I mean, I’m willing to ignore the red flags because he’s just so incredibly good looking!” You were lowkey fangirling.

“I know right!” Kelly agrees, “Tom did such a fantastic job playing young Snow, he really charmed us all,” You grin.

~

“Do you think she’s going to be at the gala?” Tom lifts his head up, the interview of you at The Kelly Clarkson Show displayed on his phone. “She should be,” His manager says as he smiles to himself, his eyes redirecting to his phone as you continue to talk about House of The Dragon.

Truth be told, after her let the entire world know that your his celebrity crush, he had been basking in the many comments saying how good the two of you would look together. It boosted his ego for sure.

He was hoping he’d finally be able to see you tonight at the museum gala and feed fans content. The second Tom set foot the gala, his eyes wandered around, hoping to see a glimpse of you. "Are you looking for someone Tom?" An interviewer calls out as he chuckles whilst posing for the photographers. "Yes actually," He responds with a shy smile.

Then, he hears loud screaming coming from the entrance as everyone in the gala turns their head towards the noise. And in you walked. Tom was standing in the red carpet section along with other celebrities as you walk towards his way, waving at the cameras along the way.

You wore a beautiful black gown, your hair in curls as the cascade down your back. Tom didn't even realise but he was staring at you, his mouth slightly agape, entranced by your beauty.

Cameras take photos and videos of Tom's reaction to you, it was quite cute. A man who finally got to see his celebrity crush in front of his eyes. Little did he know, you were looking around, hoping to find him.

Your eyes look around the place before you spot Tom, a few metres away from you as your eyes lit up. Abandoning your spot where you were posing for the cameras, you picked up the fabrics of your dress with the help of your assistants and made your way over to him.

It took a few seconds for Tom to realise that you were walking towards his direction. "Tom!" You greet him, going in for a hug as if you had known each other for years. He was slightly taken back but nonetheless hugs you respectfully. "How are you, darling?" He says as you pull back.

The pet name making you blush as you grin at him. You always knew Tom's eyes were blue, but jesus, you didn't realise just exactly how blue they are from up close. "I'm great now that I've finally met you," You chuckle, your hand gripping his bicep as he bites his lip lightly, smiling at you.

"Your eyes are really blue," You blurt out as he laughs, "I get that a lot," "Y/n! Tom! Can we get a picture of the two of you please?" Paparazzi calls out as you and Tom make eye contact, not realising how close your faces were before quickly looking away shyly.

"May I?" He says to you, asking if he could put his hand on your waist. What a gentleman. "Of course," You grin at him as he snakes his arm around your waist, his hand resting on your hip as your arm wraps around his waist.

The two of you looked good, good together. Throughout the night, you and Tom couldn't get away from each other. He was always by your side, even when you were doing interviews, and vice versa. His hand would rest on the small of your back protectively as you two navigated your way around.

Even at the dinner, he was coincidentally seated beside you which made you happy. You even recorded a video for your Instagram story about it and tagged him. The two of you hit it off straight away, exchanging numbers and even planning to meet up in a couple of days.

Being each other's celebrity crush blossomed into even more. Tom asked you to be his girlfriend after a few weeks of seeing each other and fans were going crazy, saying how he manifested it. You and Tom as a couple received so much support from everyone, including those in the acting industry saying how much of a talented young couple you were.

[livwritessometimes]

So Long London - Lando Norris

: Lando Norris x singer!reader

: y/n is ready to move on

: Part 3

: Masterlist

: Author’s Note: And with that we come to the end of Love lost series. I hope you guys liked it (if so do let me know) 💕 also I had no idea there was a 30 photo limit!! Had to delete 2 photos for the story to make sense.

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Yourname: Previously on Gossip Girls!! (missing @/lilyzneimer and @/carmenmmundt)

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Yourname: also @/charles_leclerc I stole your girlfriend!! She’s mine now <3

-> charles_leclerc: Whatttt!!! 😨

-> alexandrasaintmleux: yes @/charles_leclerc it’s true

-> charles_leclerc: Alexx!! we have a child together 🐶 think about him

-> Yourname: oh yes! Forget to tell you, we get Leo’s custody 🐕 I got your girl and your dog leclerc 😌

-> alexandrasaintmleux: sorry baby but it is what it is 🤷🏻‍♀️

User13: why is no one talking about the last slide 🫢

User32: I bet the reason why lily is not here is because she’s staying loyal to Lando and McLaren!!

-> User02: ????? Lily is Oscar’s girlfriend why would she stay loyal to Lando!!

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👤: landonorris, magui_corceiro, Yourname

F1updates: Lando Norris spotted with a new beau! The McLaren driver was recently seen attending the Monte Carlo Masters Finals with Portuguese model Margarida Corceiro. Fans spotted the two getting dinner after the event. Norris recently ended a 5 year relationship with Singer Y/n L/n. There has been no confirmation from either the two about whether they are dating or not. Only time will tell if it’s time to welcome a new wag in the McLaren garage.

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User04: I’m so happy for Lando to finally be with someone worthy!!

User79: she’s so pretty 😍

User05: can’t believe he wasted 5 years of his life with y/n

User86: why would you tag y/n in this?? It’s not even related to her

-> User51: why else, she deserves to know how happy Lando is after he left her

User01: that’s so soon!! Didn’t he just got out of a FIVE year long relationship?

-> User74: it’s been 2 months relax he can do whatever he wants

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-> hmmm weird timing to post this 👀

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-> so five years meant nothing to you

landonorris: why do you care? It’s not like you did that during our entire relationship

-> what do you even mean by I didn’t care!! I was with you through everything! All your wins and all your losses. How can you say that after I’ve given you so much

landonorris: I loved you but you never bothered seeing any of my efforts. There’s no point of arguing, after all this time you’re still the same old selfish clueless person who let us go. You were never there when I needed you, and now that I am happy you can’t seem to digest that. Move on and let me move on as well.

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Yourname: You’ve been on my mind, and I’ll waste my time 🚬

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User02: prettyyy 💋

User96: girlll are you okay you’re quoting cigarettes after sex 😀 I don’t think you are okay

-> User21: are we all gonna ignore the fact that the next line is “‘til you lift me off the floor and love me again”

*Incoming Call from Y/N*

Kelly: “Hey how’s your night going? I just saw your post-“

Yourname: “kell” y/n said as she tried to control her breathing. “I texted him after I saw his story. He’s blaming me for our break up. I- i did so much for him and now he-“

Kelly: “ok sweetheart listen to me, first try to take a deep breath. Now tell me exactly where you are Max and I will come and get you”

Yourname: “I’m near our regular bar”

Kelly: “okay we’re on our way. Just stay where you are and we’ll get you. And know this y/n it’s not your fault. You guys breaking up was not your fault! don’t let his nonsense get to you. We’re almost there, see you in 5”

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Celebritygossip: Singer Y/n L/n was spotted crying outside a bar by some of her fans. The fans claim that the singer was hysterically crying over the phone. Bystanders also said that they saw Formula 1 driver Max Verstappen and his girlfriend Kelly Piquet arrive at the location trying to console L/n. This news comes right after L/n was seen partying according to her last Instagram post. There has been a lot of speculation going on behind this breakdown, but many believe this is the aftermath of L/n’s ex, Lando Norris confirming his new relationship.

What do you think about this situation? Let us know in the comments down below.

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-> 💙💙

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Yourname: Gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean 🤍

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kellypiquet: 💕

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Y/nNews: It is being reported that singer Y/n L/n has sold her house in London. The singer bought this house in 2019 and lived there with her now ex-boyfriend Lando Norris. The couple broke up a few months ago. Since then, the house has been occupied by L/n alone. There has been no news about whether she bought a new house yet. Stay tuned for more updates!

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Yourname: A much needed day out! (Also Kelly was concerningly good at the gun range)

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kellypiquet: what can I say I’m a women of many talents 💪🏻

-> Yourname: that you are (@/maxverstappen1 hide all sharp objects in the house)

-> maxverstappen1: So glad you guys had a good time 🥰 (way ahead of you)

-> kellypiquet: 🙂🙂 (y’all better run)

-> Yourname: 🏃🏻‍♀️

-> maxverstappen1: 🏃🏻‍♂️

-> User61: these two are such clowns 😭

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Y/nUpdates: Y/n L/n at the Variety Interview “I guess I’ve been exposed to the world in a sense, people prey on that and take advantage of that. They twist it in a way that you don’t always expect.” L/n got emotional as she continued “Sorry I didn’t mean to do this, but it is such a hard thing to balance, because how do you be honest without jeopardising anything. It is very easy to feel out of control and I feel so grateful to be with family and friends who have been with me through my toughest time.”

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User31: It’s so heartbreaking to see her get emotional while talking about the negative effect that fame has on a person.

User08: I’m so glad to see that she’s doing better! It’s nice to finally see her happy and smile genuinely 💕

User22: Not her mentioning Max, Kelly and P as the family she has made along the way 🥺🥺

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kellypiquet: Home sweet home 🏠

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User02: Alt caption: Max and Kelly with their overgrown child 👧🏻

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Yourname: 💕🧿

-> Yourname: also tell max he better hide 😃 because when I find him, I will hit him with the same shoe 👟 he kicked me with

-> maxverstappen1: You’ll never catch me 😌

-> Yourname: P told me where you are 😈👟

-> maxverstappen1: 🏃🏻‍♂️💨

-> User66: at this point I feel P is only smart person in this household besides Kelly

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User01: I live for all the y/n x P content! It’s so wholesome 🫶🏻

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Yourname: Sometimes when you have something for so long, life without it feels meaningless. All these years you’ve spent building up something so special, only for you to watch it crumble right in front of your eyes. It takes a lot of strength to move on and finally let things go. But that is part of life, slowly you learn how to breathe again. It took me a long time to be okay and today I release a part of myself to the world that I no longer am. I hope that you can find it within yourself to let go and move on. Here is So Long London.

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Y/nfanclub: Honestly speaking if I were y/n I’d be mad as hell too! I mean just look at London 💔

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User13: But it’s a different kind of pain when someone ruins a place for you. @/Yourname I hope that you get to love London again ❤️‍🩹

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