#chef tom brown

[nicoscheer]

IM SORRY WHAT

I had to add this clip from the video of them cooking together

The post

Tom posted that story on the 25/01/2024 with the words on the statue and the title of the post literally being “the world is yours”

(So maybe Miles’ ring is reminiscent of his favorite actor Al Pacino)

[joshus-lobster]

Look, I go here for Miles Kane and Alex Turner, but have yall even CONSIDERED Finn Balor or Chef Tom Brown- because like… yknow

THIS? Is your favorite wrestler??? That you want body slamming you in the bed?? This man??? Who had wrestling fans assuming he went to the UK to experiment with other dudes??? Yeah. I think I know the dude.

THIS? Is how you title a cooking video??? Just normal ways to hang out with the boys huh? This is a date. You filmed your second date. And now you got him in your mini cooper. Smh

[toorumlk]

Hey! Do you think there’s any chance they might not make Romione canon in the upcoming HBO series because of the popularity of other pairings and JKR’s somewhat recent statements concerning the ship?

fair warning this is gonna be a long post!

you know anon, i’m not gonna deny that the possibility of romione not being canon in the hbo series doesn’t keep me up at night HOWEVER COMMA-

I believe romione will be safe because i’m placing a lot, if not all, of my faith in the upcoming hbo series being repeatedly described as a "faithful" adaptation of the 7 novels. which we can deduce to mean romione friends to lovers slow burn endgame and all that good stuff (maybe i'll talk about the potential of book romione and the serial tv medium some other time)

and sure, it can all be marketing/pandering/etc. but i find it so hard to feel cynical about hbo because i love LOVE their shows and i'm of the belief that they know how to tell a good ass story (and romione happens to be a good ass romance subplot). i also have such positive feelings about the showrunner Frances Gardiner (consulting prod on succession and also has killing eve under her belt) who JKR chose herself and one of the exec producers of the show who's set to direct of a bunch of episodes Mark Mylod (succession, the menu, tlou, got)!!!! and if you know me at all you'll know that succession is one of the main pillars of my personality and i fucking love that show so bad I would follow anyone who was part of the making of that show off a cliff if they asked me to. and Mark Mylod is a fantastic fucking episodic director who's directed and produced some of the best episodes of television ever, so i know he knows how to tell a good story. and though i'm a lot less familiar with Gardiners' work, she is a female creative who has some of my personal favourite episodes listed in her imdb (chiantishire, living+, tailgate party) who's pitch of the show made joanne give her the job so.... and y'all know im a canon bootlicker and love the books so all i'll say is.. real recognizes real.

so knowing the creative team behind hp series had a direct hand in making my favourite show of all time gets me so excited and giddy!!!!

but here's where my personal theories and speculations start: I really think with this hbo series, JKR is on a mission is create something wholly and newly hers. she was barely involved creatively in the production of the movies until DH pt. 1 and 2 and the movies have almost become an entity of its own that's drifted so far away from her. of course i realize me even just talking sympathetically about JKR is deeply touchy and might piss some people off but as a fellow creative, i feel for her man!! when i think of the best books in the series in my opinion that are filled with the best bits of world building and political commentary, what i find is that GoF was handed to a director who didn't even read the book, OotP was the shortest movie in the franchise despite being the longest book and how it entirely missed the Quibbler plot and all of harry's rage, or HBP that was filled to the brim with *chefs kiss* tom/voldemort lore which was done a complete disservice in the grey and brown sludgy mess that is the HBP movie.

and knowing that JKR now has a strained relationship or had a falling out with most of the top dogs involved in the films like Kloves and Yates (hallelujah what who said that) and Emma Watson and Daniel Radcliffe means this show has the chance to be a behemoth that’s entirely joanne’s, like the books are. it’ll be free of Kloves' Hermione and harmony (harry x hermione) favouritism or Watson's take on Hermione's character that makes my ass itch or Yate’s complete inability to direct his actors and make non-action scenes have heart, soul and heft. but i also can’t not address the elephant in the room: this section of the discussion is filled with every shade of grey possible because what led to the falling outs was that they all vehemently disagreed with JKR's anti-trans views and good on them they absolutely should! but like.............. i hated kloves' writing and his butchering of ron's character, i think yates is a static and boring director and im not a fan of emma's acting so like... a win is a win? NO IT'S NOT. but IT IS. BUT IT'S SO NOT. but do you see what i'm getting at???

the point i'm trying to make is that joanne is not the same person she was when she was first writing the books or when the movies were being made. I think she's a lot more ruthless and cutthroat now and while i disagree with her methods and condemn her transphobia.... i think this newfound hardness to her will lend itself to making the hbo series the best HP adaptation it can be, I'M SORRY it's absolutely fucked and i acknowledge and abhor her gender critical politics as a queer woman but im also an artist who just wants good, high quality stories to be told 😔😩

and as for the other popular ships and JKR's somewhat recent comments about romione:

I think its safe to say that joanne dgaf about this fandom and what's popular in it anymore LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭 i genuinely respect that she's always stood ten toes down about how draco's not some antihero, bad boy love interest and at best is a cautionary tale on prejudiced bullies, so I don't think that's changing anytime soon. especially considering that the dramione cottage industry that its fans have made is more or less a reactionary "fuck you" to joanne and canon which they do by writing fanfic about crimes against women and making merch and binding physical copies of said fanfics (really showing it to the big baddie transphobic DV survivor by *checks notes* auctioning hermione off as a sex slave) so I doubt she'd ever consider other ship's popularity seriously. as for the possibility of harry and hermione becoming endgame um..... if the show plans to faithfully adapt the books then we'd get harry and hermione’s quintessential sibling dynamic plus we’re already free from Kloves (also i have faith in francesca and mark knowing that harmony are just plain BORING) so i think the chances, again, are low. and if joanne really wants to stick it to her old colleagues, she can go down the route of pushing romione that much harder (and she really wouldn’t have to do much, it’s all in the books already) 😭

as for the comments on romione that she’s made in recent years, i think a lot of it’s been blown out of proportion or have gone through a terrible game of telephone. what she said (paraphrasing here) about ‘wishing she’d handled ron/hermione differently because a lot of what went into them was a wish fulfillment fantasy’ has turned into ‘jk rowling regrets making romione endgame???!!’ which is just *takes a drag from a cigarette* just another tuesday around here. i also would link to two meta posts by @saintsenara on the topic of endgame romione which i wholeheartedly agree with it

all i have to say is that going into making this show i hope joanne remembers that she based ron’s character off of a person in her life she liked when she was younger and who is still a good friend of hers now 😭😔

you guys probably know i’m in animation school which is basically film school in a different font. so i’m quite literally training to one day work in the story department on projects and work alongside writers, directors and producers, so this stuff means a lot to me! she and the creative team behind this upcoming show have the chance to make something really special and i’m finding it hard not to root for them!!!!!

[mysticficti0n]

okay B honey I just got a cat (her names Peony my grans favourite flower) soooooo I was wondering if you could do like a small little thing about Y/n coming back home or whatever and she finds Tom cuddling with the cat which he usually complains about but he/she is curled up on his arm and he's resting his head on them half alseep

thank you baby 💕

Omg Peony is an adorable name! congrats on getting her, ofc I can do this!

You do love her

(all my attention will be back soon and and I'm beginning to write part two to Can't help but miss you but I'm taking time to do some request as I have so many and all you guys have such good ideas!)

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warnings- none just cute fluff with Tom!

words- 549

"yes of course.... look- I'm back home now can I call you tomorrow when I'll be at work and have all the papers and things?... thank you- bye" I sighed cutting the call with one of my clients who called me at exactly 4:59pm, I went to my door pushing the key through and clicking it open and stepping into my apartment, it was a cold day today and I could hear the heaters hum around the house, the tv was on but not loudly but another sound pushed through- snores

I slipped my heals off so I wouldn't wake up Tom, he told me he'd stay home while I went to work to 'keep an eye on the cat' which isn't the first time he's done it but she's not really a kitten anymore. I walked around the corner to find Tom curled up on the sofa resting his head on my cat who lay in his arm fast asleep too, I couldn't stop my heart exploding with cuteness, I ran to my room grabbing the camera and came back snapping a few pictures for my own enjoyment as this cat was usually the bane of Tom's life, every night he slept round (your cats name) would snuggle up to me on the bed meaning he couldn't reach me and if he did she'd hiss at him or when were making food- Tom being the chef himself hates her being within a few centimetres of the kitchen saying "she'll contaminate my cheese on toast Y/n!"

I walked to the back of the sofa, leaning over and pressing a small kiss to his cheek "Tom...I'm home" my hand rubbed down his shoulder making him stir, his brown eyes opened narrowly and a grin came across his face "hi"

"hi" he whispered back pushing his lips out for me to kiss which I didn't hesitate to "how are you?"

"I'm good, long day- you seem nice and cozy with your best friend don't you" I teased seeing the boy look to his arm and sigh "oh I hate this cat- she's so annoying- your cats broken..." I mocked in his voice "sure you hate her?"

"shut up will you, me and (your cats name) have a special bond now and it'll never be tainted" I hummed petting the soft fur covering her body

"so you're stealing my child?" he nodded lifting the cat from his arm to his chest as he lay on his back, the small girl opened her wide green eyes looking at Tom and purring "hey darling girl" I smiled petting her head

"hey no fair she get's darling girl and I just get my name!" the boy groaned "I like you better now darling girl" Tom mimicked petting her

"oh sorry do you want me to treat you like a cat?" he nodded with a dopey smile covering his face "you are such an idiot" I kissed his lips once more before going to change out my work clothes, I kept the door open and herd the small words of Tom

"see she's so mean to me, your the favourite- darling girl, we love her though right? yes we do" he laughed to himself and (your cats name) meows seemed to mean she agreed

[astarion-approves]

Peeping Tav Astarion X Male Tav

A master at his kink, Tav found a new target of his dreams. The tall, pale, and handsome ‘Astarion.' A chef that works long hours, with a body built of marble, and a home filled with easily accessible windows. But Tav may have bitten off more than he can chew. Will he be able to see his target in all of his glory? Or will he become the one that's targeted? Part 1 of ?

NSFT, Peeping, Peeping Tom, Kinks, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Modern Era, Hand Jobs, flesh light, chef Astarion, Anal Fingering, POV First Person

Read below or read on Ao3

Hello, my name is Tav and I’m addicted to peeping. 

Most would agree that peeping is a disgusting habit, and they would be right. Call it what you want, Peeping Tom, Ogler, Rubberneck, Onlooker, Voyeur, and so on. I’ve tried to stop, many times, but it’s just so damn addictive. Watching a stranger undress, them unknowingly giving me a show while I jerk off right outside their window? 

There’s no better feeling.  

Just knowing that they have no idea I’m right there , hiding in a tree or crouching in some bushes, maybe even standing there with no coverage at all… and I’m hard as a rock, my free hand over my mouth as I cover any moans that may slip through as I pleasure myself to their naked body. Eyeing them up and down as they become comfortable in their home, a place that they consider safe but it’s anything but. 

And it wasn’t as if I was your ‘typical’ peeper. Normally I would just go out a few times a week, not every night like some of the guys I knew. On top of that; I wouldn’t upload my recordings online like some creep, that content was only meant to be enjoyed in my own home. Where, ironically enough, I close my blinds. Plus, I looked alright for the most part. My clothes fit well, I was in decent shape, and I’ve been told that I was good looking. Shaggy brown hair, light green eyes, and little dimples. What more could you love? Well… maybe minus the whole peeping part, but really, you’d never suspect me. Just look at me, friendly as ever, not a man that stands outside your window and jerks off! 

Right. Moving on... 

Peeping starts off simply enough. 

First, I find a target. Someone handsome, preferably in great shape with plenty of muscle, and a nice plump bottom. I could find them anywhere, at the store, the park, a movie theater, even just walking down the street. I keep myself open to new opportunities. 

I tend to obsess over one person at a time, which comes to my second step: learning their basic schedule. What time they wake up, when they have breakfast or head to work, if they’re single or dating someone, what they do in their spare time - and most of all; where they undress in their home . 

Thirdly, after doing my research, I plant myself outside their window and chase after the perfect orgasm. If their bedroom is on the second floor and they keep their blinds shut I’m shit out of luck. However , a single story home with plenty of windows is a real treat. 

The perfect man, the perfect schedule, and a perfect home - it can be extremely difficult to find all three at once… sometimes you just have to settle.  

But, god damn , if I haven’t found the most handsome man to follow these last few weeks. 

His name is Astarion, even his name rolls off my tongue like something to be savored. A professional chef that works long hours but makes sure to fit in a quick workout at the gym around 3 o’clock everyday before he goes to work. He would always wear thick, dark clothing, covering his entire body, before changing into a semi revealing pair of shorts and sneakers. And then he would begin his workout. 

I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve followed him to the gym, I even went so far as to get a membership myself just to watch him. I would walk on the treadmill with him directly in my view, my cock tucked up and into the waistband of my shorts to disguise myself as I grew hard just from watching him. 

One day I'd have to thank him for helping me stay in shape.  

The man’s body was like marble, carefully carved, smooth, and flawless. It was almost like he didn’t need to work out, that he was naturally built to look like a god among men. Thick thighs, a thin waist, a great set of abs, a delicious ass, and features so handsome that he made anyone he encountered swoon. His hair was as a cool silver in color and his skin was as light as snow, like a dusting of snowflakes that would shimmer from sweat that I ached to lick off him. It would make my mouth water as I watched him lift weights with ease, Astarion grunting when he added more weight and pushed himself harder… and all I could imagine were those grunts happening because of me. 

It was becoming a fantasy of mine to straddle him as he worked out. To feel his length beneath my bottom, grinding on him as a reward for completing each and every set, then dragging him into the locker room to drop down onto my knees and finally get a taste of that hot, sweaty cock. 

A cock which I have yet to get a proper view of, try as I might. 

Astarion was a fan of speedy showers after his workout, ones that didn’t give me the opportunity to get a good look at anything besides his ass. Which, I’m not exactly complaining about. The desire to bury my face between those buns and have a full on feast was almost overwhelming. However, with his strength, his beauty, and his sweet soothing voice - I needed to see that dick. And his lightning fast showers in the gym showers weren't enough. 

Tonight… I was determined to finally get a peek. I had a plan. A… well, a simple plan that burned a small hole in my wallet but would hopefully work out in the end. 

At 5 o’clock in the afternoon Astarion would be heading to work. He wouldn’t return for a while, around eight to ten hours, depending how his shift went. He was a great chef by the way, always in control of his kitchen, serving delicate little dishes that cost almost a quarter of my rent. It was hard to believe that such strong hands could create such beautiful and delectable dishes… 

Anyway…

After work, anywhere between 1 o’clock and 3 o’clock in the morning, he would head directly back to his home, an adorable little one story brick house with seemingly more windows than walls and enough large bushes to conceal anyone. Perfect for me, not so perfect for him. Astarion would jump in the shower, or so I assumed as it was the only room in the entire house with a fogged window, then, and this was the best part, Astarion would stroll around his home completely nude. 

Did I mention how fucking gorgeous Astarion was? 

It wasn't something he had always done, a more recent development really. And fuck how I loved it. In the beginning he would get dressed in the bathroom, throwing on some pajamas and a towel over his shoulder to continue drying his hair. But as the weather grew warmer, he began waltzing out through his home with nothing on. Only the towel over his shoulder on top of his head. 

The only problem was, he never got close enough to the fucking window s. He was always moving, always doing something to prevent me from getting the view I so desired. I would film him night after night, hoping to record his dick up close and personal; but I was never so lucky. 

If he was lying on the couch in his living room? The coffee table hid him. 

Sitting in his kitchen with a cup of tea? His legs were crossed. 

Resting in bed while he scrolled through his phone? The towel was over his lap. 

It was torture. Slow, painful, blueballs for weeks: torture . 

At one point, I considered knocking on his door myself, hoping that he wouldn’t cover up and would just answer the door with his dick out. I quickly gave up on that idea when he received a late night delivery and threw on a pair of shorts. Which he kept on the rest of the night and I went home more frustrated than ever. 

A few other times he would have different women over at his place at random hours. Either bringing them home with him or they would show up just as the sun was beginning to rise. Seriously, who agrees to a one night stand at nearly six am? …. Okay , I would. With Astarion that is. Really… I’m just being jealous. 

Well, whenever they showed up, Astarion would always close the blinds, hiding their coupling from any possible prying eyes. Basically just me . And I would give up, not bothering to stick around to see them leave. I had no doubt they were leaving with wild sex hair and a blissed out ‘just fucked’ expression as they shuffled back home. 

Again. I was jealous . But I’ve spent weeks trailing after this target, the longest amount of time I’ve ever spent watching a single person, and I was damn close to giving up. I can only chase after someone for so long before I just become exhausted . Astarion was worth it, holy fuck was he worth it , but I was getting more and more impatient as each night passed. 

This entire time I’d never seen him jerk off. Which was… unusual . Most single men were taking any chance they got to take care of those urges. But not Astarion. Maybe it was because of the women he brought home? But even then that was only once or twice every few weeks... Or perhaps he was fulfilling those urges in the morning after I’d gone home for the night? Either way, I needed to see him, I needed to see him fuck his own hand and finish all over his stomach and fat pecs. 

So, a few days ago, I ordered a special delivery for Astarion and prayed that he would… partake in what I sent. Straight porn, gay porn, lesbian porn, videos and magazines, butt plugs, a fleshlight, flavored lube, regular lube, hell I even sent massage wands. Anything to get this man to touch himself with the blinds open and in a perfect view just for me . 

He saw the package on his door as soon as he got home that night, his brows dipping down in confusion as he read his own name on the label before carrying it inside. I was practically giddy as I watched him forgo his shower and unbox everything in his living room instead. He was confused as ever as he pulled out each item. He studied everything as they were revealed, even flipping through each magazine and shaking his head in disbelief as he did. 

I didn’t miss the small twitch of his thin lips when he flipped and paused through the gay magazine. He paused and kept looking through it! Score! 

And then out came the clear flesh light. 

The way his eyes lit up was one of the most adorable reactions I’ve ever seen. As if this was never an option for him, that he never even considered using a toy like this to pleasure himself. For a moment, it was like the heavens opened before me. A light shined through the window and embraced Astarion in a glow that could only be described as angelic as he began to remove his clothing. His strong arms gripping the bottom of his shirt and lifting it above his head and throwing it to the floor, his long and elegant fingers quickly unbuttoning his slacks as he yanked them down - 

And then. 

There it was. 

A dick worth waiting for. 

It hung gently against his thigh, soft and relaxed, a little darker than the rest of his body, a touch of pink at the tip like the most perfect rose - and it was everything that I imagined. Astarion sat back down onto his couch, directly in front of his window, and uncaring of any eyes that could see as he reached for his new toy and a bottle of one of the lubes. 

I chewed my lip and slipped my hand down to the waistband of my joggers and carefully pulled them down to expose myself to the cool night air. I was already hard, my cock sensitive to the touch from my own hand due to lack of use. But finally, finally , all of my work would pay off. 

Astarion poured a generous amount of lube over his shaft, pumping himself lightly until he came to full thickness. I found myself sneaking closer to the window, Astarion's eyes were pointed down and to the magazine beside him - if I stayed quiet and still out of his view… it would be easy to get away with. 

But I wasn't so sure I could hold back once Astarion slipped the flesh light down onto himself. 

He let his head drop back and let out a loud, needy moan; so loud I could hear it outside with his decorative bushes between us. Astarion moved his hand slowly, allowing himself to indulge wholly into the pleasure the toy could offer him. His grip would tighten around the toy as he worked it up and over the tip of his dick, and then loosen as he brought it back down to the base. 

The toy was too small for him, I learned this after Astarion began to fuck it with a little more desperation. As he brought it all the way down his length, the upper half would pop though the top, revealing his glistening tip which was now turning a deep red as he continued to jerk himself off. 

My own hand was moving to match Astarion's as he fucked into the toy, now with his eyes closed and no longer looking at the magazine. This was a moment that would be burned into my memory for the rest of my life… the most gorgeous man before me, gasping and moaning, his hips beginning to lift off the couch and fuck even harder into the toy I've provided for him - 

" Fuck ," I moaned, my voice quiet but I couldn't hold back any longer, it slipped out of me. I was so close to finishing, so close to shooting my load all over Astarion's bushes just outside his window, my first orgasm in weeks right there and ready to blow. For a moment, a quick brief second , I closed my eyes as I nearly finished– 

And when I looked back to where Astarion sat: he was gone. 

My hand stilled, fear enveloping my body as I frantically scanned the now empty living room in front of me. Astarion was nowhere to be seen. Even the fleshlight was missing, meaning he was in such a hurry he took it with him. 

My moan must have alerted Astarion, he most likely saw me outside his window with my dick out and about to apply a fresh layer of white to his house. I knew that Astarion was fast, and that more than likely he was sprinting for his cellphone and about to call the police. If I moved fast enough, I could have my pants jerked back up and get to my car before they arrived– 

"And what do we have here…?" 

I froze, my entire frame unable to move as a cool body pressed against my back. One hand appeared on my left hip before sliding under my shirt and coming to rest on my stomach. A warm breath cascaded down my throat as he spoke again. 

"Don't let me ruin your fun, darling. Keep going." 

Words were lost, the ability to move was gone, my breathing short and labored, everything inside of me telling me to run. But I couldn't. There was nothing I could do as my target stood behind me, teasing me, knowing that I was completely at Astarion’s mercy.  

There was no telling what his plan was. If I were to keep going would he drag me into the street and call me a pervert? Was he secretly recording me and planning on exposing my dirty kink to the world? 

"Relax," Astarion purred into my ear, chucking as he slowly slid his hand down my stomach and stopped just before my groin. "I won't bite." 

"I'm sor–" I tried to speak, to blurt out some kind of apology; but Astarion shushed me before anything could be said. 

"Hush. I think it's only fair I get to play with you now… wouldn't you agree?" Before I could register what was happening, Astarion was yanking my joggers down to the ground and slipping my dick into his used fleshlight. 

" Oh ." Astarion gave me no time to react, his right hand gently swiping the toy up and down over my cock while his free hand moved even lower to massage my balls as he jerked me off. 

"Feel good?" Astarion asked, his voice dipping lower, turned on, needy, almost out of breath and it was because of me. 

I nodded, my mouth hanging open but words still far, far away from me as I allowed Astarion to work my length with his skilled hands. He gave me pleasure the same way he had to himself, slow at first, focusing on my tip and applying careful, gentle pressure as he eased my cock in and out of the toy. 

"Such a pretty little human." Astarion's cock was hot and heavy resting against my back, although he was dressed now, I could feel his length pressing into my lower back as he forced me into his chest. 

Wait, 'human' ? 

Astarion peeled his left hand away from my balls, leaving me panting and missing the feeling of his hands massaging me there– 

And then his hand was on my ass, easing between my cheeks and pressing a single finger against my entrance. I almost buckled over, gasping as he softly caressed my hole with a slicked fingertip. 

"Oh, you dirty boy. You love that, don't you?" 

" Yes ," I hissed as he managed to slip the tip of his middle finger inside. It has been so long, far too long, since I've touched my own ass. And now Astarion, my perfect target of all people, was the first to touch me in months. 

"So… tight," Astarion spoke almost as if he was in disbelief. The back of my shirt was damp from his precum, only turning me on further as I felt his dick twitching and rubbing on his cool precum all over my back. 

I was close again. As much as I fought it… it was impossible to hold back any longer. I was trying to savor Astarion's touch as he worked my dick and fingered my ass, it was all too much. I was shaking in his arms, my hips weakly pushing forward and back, trying to get as much of Astarion's lubed finger up my ass and as much pressure over my cock head to finally cum. 

"Come on, cum for me," Astarion whispered into my ear, his lips bushing over my skin as he spoke. His middle finger reached as deeply as it could, titling up and pressing against the bundle of nerves that made me break. 

I threw my body back against him, my hips jerking wildly as I finished into the fleshlight. Cum spilled over the top of the toy and down the sides until it coated Astarion's fingers leaving a dirty mess behind. Astarion groaned alongside me, his head ducking into my neck and biting down harshly as my cum cascaded down his knuckles….

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Let me know if we need a part two ;P

[monster-match-if]

Hiii, good morning. I have two questions but I think they can be answered in one, I hope. Hahaha

First, what do Ro's smell like? What scent would you say identifies them?

Second, do you have any description of their physique/body type in mind? Maybe some reference.

Obviously don't answer if you don't want to and take your time, have a nice day~😌

Hiii^^ thank you for the ask, you get a long answer :)) And hope you have a lovely day as well💕

First, what do Ro's smell like? What scent would you say identifies them? Morgan - naturally doesn’t have a scent (a predator thing), but likes rich fragrances, I picture Tom Ford perfumes like Black Orchid, Tobacco Vanilla or YSL Black Opium. Eli - freshly cut grass, rain. Doesn’t particularly do perfumes. Ragnar - powdery, woodsy impressions with fruity undertones. He sounds like an apple tree, lol :)) Blake - hell I mean jasmine and burning souls Kitai - cherry blossoms and vanilla. Fion - very cliche, but I always imagined they’d have a lingering scent of the beach and ocean. Like they’re always just coming out of the ocean and dried off on the beach, skin heated and a salty scent flowing all around them. Sei - no specific scent (cold blooded predator and all that) but he prefers fresh scents like eucalyptus, peppermint, citrus.

Second, do you have any description of their physique/body type in mind? Maybe some reference. I have like super, super vague references, but I think I ended up changing most of them from the original versions/ they look different now in my head. They’re all very fit, with Ragnar having a little beginner’s belly :)) and Kitai being on the leaner side.

Muscle mass Ragnar > Sei > Fin > Blake > Eli > Morgan > Kitai Juiciest booty: Blake (as long as probably biggest boobs for F Blake) I added some pics below for general vibes, but they are not entirely accurate and some of them are more inspo than actually body types.

Morgan - this lovely incestuous duo, but more modern and put together - classic vampire look.

Eli - My reference was drow mommy Minthara, lol. But Eli’s sweeter and not technically a drow. You can also have the Drow twins from BG3 as a general visual. But yes, both M and F versions are athletic, I think I mentioned “swimmer’s body” - muscled, but not overly so. You can also picture classic elf, I think - on the tall side, lean and not too muscular. Credit for the amazingly stunning Minthy picture to feyspeaker

Ragnar - this is the easiest, he looks the same as the original. My references were Big Nasty and Rollo from Vikings. He's sporting a little belly pouch from his new job as a chef :))

Bonus tattoos - the skull on the back, but more blacked out towards the edges and merging into the second picture for the neck and arm.

Blake - I got nothing :)) I think they suffered the most changes. For anyone playing Romance Club, I pictured the “demon” forms as the succubus/incubus in Soulless. Other than that, just the image I have in my head - runway model, deep brown skin in contrast with bright green eyes and bouncy black hair. M Blake is a bit stocky, F Blake is curvy. The pics are not exactly accurate, but the closest I could find.

Kitai - My theme was "Japanese yakuza looking, but make them actually a sweetheart".

Fion - my theme was ✨ Baywatch lifeguards✨ - but make them ginger and and a little boho. Dark crimson tentacles when in "true" form.

Sei - I basically saw the first pic and thought “Yes please, but make them male for the double D.” The second pic is the closest I could find that fits the body type.

[eemcintyre]

Something to Talk About (Tom Cruise)

TW: Literally nothing. Pure unadulterated fluff.

Summary: you and 90s!Tom are secretly married, and while on vacation (specifically, enjoying a nice breakfast), you two realize that the press has finally caught you together and published photos of you.

A wholehearted thank you for all of the support and positive feedback on the first fic I posted, I was so pleasantly surprised!

Y/N stirred, rolling over in the king-sized bed and wrapping the white sheets tightly around her shoulders, her eyes still closed. After a few moments of stillness as she slowly awoke, she extended one arm from her mass of blankets to reach for her husband.

For officially one year, Y/N had been able to call Tom Cruise her husband, and to celebrate the anniversary, he had agreed to take a weeklong break from work so they could go on a trip together to France. Provence was one of their favorite places to visit, due to the charming sights, as well as the tight security at the condo they always stayed at.

The latter aspect was particularly appealing, as most of the world actually didn’t even know that Y/N and Tom had dated. They had been introduced by a mutual friend in the filmmaking industry, and apart from them, only a few of their closest friends and family were aware. After the scrutiny and ridicule Tom had received during his past relationships, she and he had decided to wait as long as they could before someday having to reveal their relationship to the public. Y/N was also a behind-the-camera worker when it came to movies and was not used to any kind of intense media attention. They didn’t even wear wedding rings out in public and had opted out of buying an engagement ring as well, lest the accessories get noticed in paparazzi photos.

As Y/N blindly pawed at the spot on the mattress next to her, she was surprised to discover that Tom was not there. As she began to more fully wake up and register her surroundings, she detected the smell of food cooking, and the faint sounds of The Temptations and pans sizzling.

She tentatively rose to an upright position on the edge of the bed, loosening the knots in her hair with her fingers. Wearing one of Tom’s white t-shirts, a pair of pajama shorts, and a pair of socks, she treaded curiously in the direction of the kitchen. The room was bathed in sunlight, and a breeze floated in from the open sliding glass door leading to the balcony, gently ruffling the linen curtains.

Tom, his hair mussed, dressed in a t-shirt and boxers, was intensely focused on the pan and skillet in front of him on the stove, containing pancakes and bacon. The table was set with a small bouquet of flowers and a glass pitcher of orange juice that reflected patterns onto the table as the sun cut through it. His back was turned, allowing her to watch him silently, leaning against the doorway as he sang under his breath. Launching into a small spin while carrying a bowl of fruit to the table, he eventually saw that he was no longer alone. His gaze fell to the floor, and he shook his head, chuckling in embarrassment.

“Morning, sunshine. Hopefully I didn’t wake you too early.”

“No, I was just enjoying the show,” she grinned, stepping through the doorway to the spot on the floor behind him so she could slip her arms around his torso and rest her chin on his shoulder. “You didn’t have to make breakfast.”

“You’re just afraid that I’ll burn the place down,” he joked, leaning into her touch. “Or that my pancakes will be better than yours.”

In mock outrage, Y/N unwrapped him from her arms and shot him an appalled look, shoving him playfully. “Oh, you’ve thrown down the gauntlet now, chef.”

“Why don’t you withhold judgement? I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised,” he retorted slyly, taking her plate in one hand and the spatula into his other and tossing several steaming golden-brown blueberry pancakes onto her plate. While allowing the food to cool, they poured themselves some juice.

“Squeezed it myself,” he said, and she looked at him incredulously. “No, it’s Minute Maid,” he laughed.

“Wow, and I thought you were really going all-out. What kind of self-respecting chef doesn’t squeeze their own orange juice?” she rolled her eyes, tilting her head back as she joined in the laughter.

They sat silently in each other’s presence for a moment, as the pancakes finally reached an edible temperature.

“Well, neglecting the orange juice was a smart choice, because these are incredible,” she praised him, nodding for emphasis.

“Thank you, thank you,” he tipped his head in a dramatic bow.  “And you doubted me.”

“I’ll never do it again, sweetheart.”

“I wish I could have caught this moment on tape.”

“Shut up!”

They leisurely enjoyed their breakfast at the table while reading the news of the morning from several local and international newspapers. It was only the sounds of the birds singing, the waves in the distance, and the breeze, until suddenly, Tom’s gaze shot upward at Y/N, who began choking on a mouthful of food. Clinging to the paper she had been reading, she reached for her juice with her other hand and cleared the obstruction before Tom felt the need to panic. Her hand clutching her chest, she managed to slow her breathing again, but her face still looked ill, unnaturally pale, and her eyes were transfixed with the newspaper.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” He leaned forward with his elbows on the table, and she handed him the paper. He was met with a large headline in the entertainment section which prompted him to check that area of the other newspapers on the table as well. All echoed phrases along the lines of:

“Tom Cruise spotted on vacation with mystery woman.”

“Source claims Tom Cruise finally off the market again.”

“Shit,” he sighed, setting the papers face-down on the table, and running both hands through his hair. Each article was also accompanied by paparazzi photos of them coming and going from the condo and talking on the balcony.

“Can we turn this orange juice into a mimosa?” Y/N groaned. “What happened to five-star security?” She became shaky. “Oh, I think I’m going to be sick.”

Tom was visibly displeased but holding it together a lot better than Y/N. “Hey, it’s okay. I mean, we knew everyone was going to find out someday. Think about it- maybe it’s for the best, we won’t have to sneak around anymore. And they don’t even know who you are yet…”

“But they’ll figure it out soon enough and then tear me apart,” Y/N replied. “They’ll pick apart everything about how I look, and all my personal business will be in the open…”

“You don’t know that,” he insisted, taking her hands from across the table. “If they have any sense, they’ll love you. Maybe you’ll be Hollywood’s next It-girl,” he grinned. “But we’re not going to let it ruin our anniversary trip, and we’ll take whatever comes and just keep doing us, okay?”

She nodded wordlessly, managing a small, uncertain smile.

“Remember, you said you’d never doubt me again.”

“I didn’t realize that was going to come back to bite me so soon,” she griped, the color slowly returning to her face.

“Hey, I have an idea,” Tom began, rising from his chair with Y/N’s hands still in his, bringing them both to their feet.

“What?”

“Let’s really give ‘em something to talk about.” She noticed that he was guiding them in the direction of the balcony.

“W-what are we doing?”

Once they were within full view of the entire complex and any photographers who might be lying in wait, he moved in for a kiss.

“Tom, you’re fucking crazy!” she dodged it, trying to look shocked, but unable to suppress a giggle, and she soon joined in.  

[goddesspharo]

AU ask game: top gun maverick, chef 👨‍🍳

[ask me AU fun facts]

Bradley and Jake as rival chefs who had a falling out years ago after their mentor Pete Mitchell appointed Bradshaw the CDC of his three-star Michelin restaurant (nepotism!) even though it was Jake's pivot to molecular gastronomy that got them that third star. Everyone knows the poached oysters with horseradish foam on a bed of beetroot puree sealed the deal!

In the years since, Jake's cooking has become even more abstract whereas Bradley, after having a minor nervous breakdown trying to keep the star, decided that what he was really passionate about was making cooking accessible to everyone and became a celebrity chef instead.

Executive Chef Tom Kazansky signs up Jake to compete against Bradley on Iron Chef America even though it goes against everything Jake stands for -- he's a world-renowned chef, not an entertainer -- because it's good for business. "Since Michelin isn't expanding to four stars any time soon, you could use a new challenge."

Javy is Jake's sous chef; Natasha is Bradley's. Back during the halcyon days of MoviePass, I remember going to see Burnt because you can't keep me away from movies about cooking but also mostly because Alicia Vikander was in the trailer for five seconds (which I think ended up being the whole of her involvement in the movie) and while I no longer remember anything else about said movie, I imagine the backstage reunion between Jake and Natasha would basically go like this. He's shaking, crying, throwing up, and then he has to deal with Alton Brown's non-stop commentary for two hours afterwards!

It is the highest rated episode of Iron Chef America in Food Network history because of the accidental very on-purpose stabbing that happens during the event.

[datcloudboi]

List of Films Turning 10 Years Old in 2024

The Amazing Spider-Man 2

American Sniper

Annie (the remake starring Jamie Foxx)

As Above, So Below

The Babadook (we stan a gay icon)

Batman: Assault on Arkham (a direct continuation of the Batman: Arkham games)

Big Eyes

Big Hero 6

Birdman (won the Best Picture Oscar for this year)

The Book of Life

The Boxtrolls

Boyhood (filmed over the course of 12 years)

Captain America: The Winter Soldier

Chef

Dawn of the Planet of the Apes

Dead Snow 2: Red vs. Dead

Dear White People (the basis for the TV series on Netflix, and made by the same guy)

Dracula Untold (this was Universal’s second attempt at launching the Dark Universe)

The Drop (a crime drama starring Tom Hardy)

Edge of Tomorrow/Live Die Repeat

The Equalizer

Exodus: Gods and Kings (a biblical epic directed by Ridley Scott)

The Expendables 3

The Fault in Our Stars

Foxcatcher

Fury (the war movie with Brad Pitt and Shia LaBeouf)

Get on Up (the James Brown biopic starring Chadwick Boseman)

Godzilla (the 1st film in the MonsterVerse)

Gone Girl

The Grand Budapest Hotel

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 1

The Guest

Hercules (the one starring The Rock)

The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies (did you guys know the working title for this movie was “The Hobbit: There and Back Again”?)

How to Train Your Dragon 2

The Hunger Games: Mockingjay Part 1

If I Stay

The Imitation Game (the movie where Benedict Cumberbatch plays Alan Turing)

Inherent Vice

Interstellar

The Interview (the movie that almost caused World War 3)

Into the Woods

Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit

Jodorowsky's Dune (a documentary about the Dune movie that we never got)

Joe (one of Nic Cage's best movies)

John Wick (the 1st one)

Kill the Messenger

Left Behind (one of Nic Cage's worst movies)

The Lego Movie

Life After Beth

Lucy ((the “humans only use 10% of their brain” movie. Which has since been proven false. Source: https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/do-people-only-use-10-percent-of-their-brains/ )

Maleficent

The Maze Runner

A Million Ways to Die in the Weset

Mr. Peabody and Sherman

Muppets Most Wanted

Need for Speed (Aaron Paul's first project after "Breaking Bad" ended)

Neighbors

Night of the Museum: Secret of the Tomb (the third one. Also one of Robin Williams’ last movies)

Nightcrawler

Noah (a biblical epic directed by Darren Aronofsky)

Non-Stop

The Nut Job

Obvious Child

Oculus (one of the 1st projects from Mike Flanagan)

Ouija

Paddington

Penguins of Madagascar

The Purge: Anarchy

The Raid 2

RoboCop (the reboot that was actually decent)

Selma

Sharknado 2

Sin City: A Dame to Kill For

Son of Batman

St. Vincent

The Taking of Deborah Logan

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (the one produced by Michael Bay. It’s also the one where the Turtles look like aliens)

The Theory of Everything (the movie where Eddie Redmayne plays Stephen Hawking)

Third Person

300: Rise of an Empire

Transformers: Age of Extinction

Tusk

22 Jump Street

Veronica Mars (the film continuation of the TV show)

A Walk Among the Tombstones

What If? (a rom-com starring Daniel Radcliffe)

What We Do in the Shadows (the film that was the basis for the TV show)

When Marnie Was There

Whiplash

X-Men: Days of Future Past

[insignificantly-notorious]

Jaime gave Brienne a Blue dress and a priceless Valyrian Steel Sword… Carmy gave Sydney an expensive Tom Browne Chef Whites… Kaz Brekker gifted Inej the knives she carried everywhere… Namor gifted his mother’s 500 year old bracelet to Shuri…

The ‘I value and respect you as a person and whoever you want to be or archived.’…. The ‘I see you as my equal’… and ‘I couldn’t do *this* without you’… as a form of Gift Giving… the slowburn… the literary IMPLICATIONS (proposal/courting)…. I’m losing my mind…

[nicoscheer]

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME 😭😭😭😭🫶🏽🫶🏽😭😭🥹

The first one is basically an Alex Turner thirst account 🤣 Miles having Tom send him everything to stay up to date, also I think there were some rumors that Tom even followed/liked some Milex accounts but can’t find anything

[misskattylashes]

So....we have a new entrant into the shit show. Chef Tom Brown. Now I am never sure if him and Miles are just close friends or they are dating. He was with Miles at the Emirates last Sunday. The other day he randomly posted the clip or Glasto 13 when Alex starts singing Yellow. All very nice. But last night (after Miles no show during 505) he posts this. It is taking the piss out of Alex and the comments are pretty harsh.

Now....is it because Alex let Miles down again and because Louse was there Miles couldn't come on? Is it Tom is jealous of Miles and Alex's relationship? Why did Alex seem a bit lost at the beginning of 505 and he did the hand symbol thing twice.

Am I overthinking after three hours sleep? Possibly. But I would like to hear what you guys think.

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

{Peter's Got Talent}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54495172 by Chaeyoung26090 Requested by anonymous: hey there! i'm one of the people that reads your spiderson book, and the master chef one made me think about peter going on got talent, so could you do that if it's not too much trouble? maybe he can do acrobatics or something. thank you! Words: 1607, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), America's Got Talent RPF Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Heidi Klum, Tyra Banks, Melanie Brown, Mel B, Howie Mandel, Simon Cowell, Dan Brown, (cameo lol) Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes & Peter Parker, Clint Barton & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Sam Wilson Additional Tags: Peter Parker can sing, Peter Parker is a Little Shit, Peter Parker is Tony Stark's Adopted Child, Peter Parker is a Ray of Sunshine, Everyone Loves Peter Parker, Peter Parker on America's Got Talent, like omggg, baby boi is gonna win this thing, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Soft Natasha Romanov, Bucky Barnes & Natasha Romanov Friendship, Bucky Barnes Feels, he's a soft boi, Awesome Clint Barton, Sam Wilson is a little shit, Clint is the rational one in this guysss read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/54495172

[alexlacquemanne]

2023 in 12 movies (1 per months)

January

The Horse Whisperer (1998) directed by Robert Redford with Robert Redford, Kristin Scott Thomas, Scarlett Johansson, Sam Neil, Chris Cooper and Cherry Jones

[First Time]

February

L'Horloger de Saint-Paul (1974) directed by Bertrand Tavernier with Philippe Noiret, Jean Rochefort, Jacques Denis, Yves Afonso, Julien Bertheau and Jacques Hilling

[First Time]

March

The Fabelmans (2022) directed by Steven Spielberg with Gabriel LaBelle, Michelle Williams, Paul Dano, Seth Rogen, Keeley Karsten, Julia Butters and Judd Hirsch

[First Time]

April

The Third Man (1949) directed by Carol Reed with Joseph Cotten, Alida Valli, Orson Welles, Trevor Howard and Bernard Lee

[First Time]

May

The World, The Flesh and the Devil (1959) directed by Ranald MacDougall with Harry Belafonte, Inger Stevens and Mel Ferrer

[First Time]

June

La ciociara (1960) directed by Vittorio De Sica with Sophia Loren, Eleonora Brown, Jean-Paul Belmondo, Carlo Ninchi, Andrea Checchi and Pupella Maggio

[First Time]

July

Oppenheimer (2023) directed by Christopher Nolan with Cillian Murphy, Robert Downey Jr., Emily Blunt, Matt Damon, Florence Pugh, Josh Hartnett and Casey Affleck

[First Time]

August

Heat (1995) directed by Michael Mann with Al Pacino, Robert De Niro, Val Kilmer, Tom Sizemore, Diane Venora, Amy Brenneman, Dennis Haysbert, Donald Breedan and Ashley Judd

[First Time]

September

Catch Me If You Can (2002) directed by Steven Spielberg with Leonardo DiCaprio, Tom Hanks, Christopher Walken, Nathalie Baye, Amy Adams, Martin Sheen, James Brolin and Brian Howe

[First Time]

October

Le Grand Bain (2018) directed by Gilles Lellouche with Mathieu Amalric, Guillaume Canet, Benoît Poelvoorde, Jean-Hugues Anglade, Philippe Katerine, Félix Moati, Alban Ivanov, Balasingham Thamilchelvan, Virginie Efira et Leïla Bekhti

[First Time]

November

Fools Rush In (1997) directed by Andy Tennant with Matthew Perry, Salma Hayek, Jon Tenney, Carlos Gómez, Tomás Milián, Siobhan Fallon et John Bennett Perry

[First Time]

December

The Great Race (1965) directed by Blake Edwards with Tony Curtis, Natalie Wood, Jack Lemmon, Peter Falk, Keenan Wynn et Ross Martin

[First Time]

Honourable Mentions :

Airplane! (1980)

Duel (1972)

Les Sentiments (2003)

The Carpetbaggers (1964)

Scoop (2006)

Mon crime (2023)

To Have and Have Not (1944)

The Super Mario Bros. Movie (2023)

The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance (1962)

臥虎藏龍 (2000)

The Glenn Miller Story (1954)

Le Dernier Voyage (2020)

Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid (1982)

L'ingorgo (1979)

Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade (1989)

Adieu Gary (2008)

Conflict (1945)

Fahrenheit 451 (1966)

La Nuit américaine (1973)

Sorcerer (1977)

La Guerre des polices (1979)

Life of Pi (2012)

The Big Short (2015)

Le Hussard sur le toit (1995)

Excalibur (1981)

The Naked Gun: From the Files of Police Squad! (1988)

Bridget Jones’s Diary (2001)

Le Procès Goldman (2023)

Enter the Dragon (1973)

Matrimonio all'italiana (1964)

Chaplin (1992)

La Vie de château (1966)

Escape from Alcatraz (1979)

Au-delà des grilles (1949)

Second Tour (2023)

Le Couteau dans la plaie (1962)

The Eiger Sanction (1975)

JFK (1991)

Le Fugitif (1993)

Chef (2014)

Quai des Orfèvres (1947)

Appointment with Death (1988)

Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason (2004)

Wallace & Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit (2005)

River of No Return (1954)

L'Assassinat du père Noël (1941)

Dances with Wolves (1990)

Die Glasbläserin (2016)

The Lion in Winter (1968)

Les Mystères de Paris (1962)

[tomholland1996simp]

Hi! Can u make a one shot in which reader and tom are dating and paddy has a crush on reader which makes tom jealous? Pls take your time.☺️

Jealous boy || Tom Holland

Summary: Paddy has a big crush on the reader and Tom gets jealous. And after amazing night events Tom wants to be close to the reader, but paddy wants to spend time with her.

You woke up to your boyfriend, Tom, drawing patterns on your back. The sun glistened through the blinds, the warm light hitting your bare shoulders. Tom started to place small kisses along your bare shoulder, noticing that you had started to wake up.

“Morning, baby” He kissed your head, pulling the covers up more to cover both your bodies.

“Morning” You groan tiredly, cuddling into his side even more. Last night you and Tom had an amazing time, you both went on a date for your second year anniversary. Which eventually led to him telling you that he wanted to move in together, which you agreed. Then the rest of the night you both was in the bedroom.

You finally opened your eyes looking into his brown beautiful ones. Your fingers traced his face, you slowly leaning in to give him a sweet kiss. Toms hands found your waist, deepening the kiss even more, until you pulled away. “I’m still sore” You giggled a little.

“I’m so sorry, Did I hurt you?” He panicked worryingly, he never ever wanted to hurt you and he always made sure during sex that he would make sure your alright. Tom was truly a gentlemen when it came to your time in bed, he always checked if you was okay with things always wanting your consent.

You smiled at his reaction knowing you was lucky to have someone like him. “No you didn’t, i’m okay. Just we went at it like twice and just a little sore” You peck his soft lips.

“Wanna take a shower together?” He asked with a small smirk making you slap his chest a little as he held you closer to him. However before you could answer, a knock came to the door, both of you hiding your bodies more under the covers.

Then followed someone walking in, Paddy. “Morning, sorry if I woke you up. Just wanted to tell you that Sam is making breakfast” He smiled looking at you both, luckily he didn’t realise.

“Morning, thank you Pads. We will be down in a few” You smiled softly at the boy, him returning the smile and closing the door. “Right we better get up, i’m gonna shower” You kissed Toms head standing up, earning a smack to the ass by Tom, making you squeal.

You ran into the bathroom closing and locking the door behind you, giggling when you heard Toms fists at the door. “Angel, I thought we was gonna shower together?” He whines behind the door like a child.

“Sorry Tommy, but I gotta shower quickly” You called turning on the shower, hearing him huff and walk away. “I love you” You shout to him as you entered the shower.

____________________

“Thank you chef Sam” You placed your plate in the sink, going to wash up the dishes but he stopped you. “No it’s okay, I got it” He told you.

“Are you sure you just cooked for all of us?”

“Yeah, I’m sure paddy’s waiting for you anyways” He sends a small smirk to Tom, him rolling his eyes. “Okay, thank you” You raise your eyebrows at Tom as you was confused to what Sam had meant or why Tom even rolled his eyes. Tom just shook his head and smiled, letting you know nothing was wrong.

You smiled back dropping it and deciding to go into the garden where paddy was playing football. He set you a small touch once he had seen you, you kicking it straight back. Eventually you both started to play with the ball, trying to score into each others goals. The fifteen year old winning by two goals as you tried to tackle him.

You might’ve accidentally nudged him a bit too hard for him to fall over though. “Oh shit, sorry Paddy” You apologise helping him up by grabbing his hand. “You okay?” You asked making sure he didn’t hurt himself.

“I’m okay, it’s fine” He told you, taking your hand to help himself stand up. You both then started giggling when Paddy pulled you to the ground with him, you both landing on the grass laughing. Tom came walking into the garden having heard all the fun you was both having. Even though his brother was fifteen and he knew you would never go for him, he still got jealous.

Tom knew about Paddy’s crush on you, before you started dating you were both best friends. Paddy always went on about you, he always said how much he fancied you. And when you and Tom started dating he acted like he still didn’t like you, but deep down inside he did.

“Haha! That’s what you get” Paddy laughs standing up going to run, you chasing after him. You then grab his arm pulling him over trying to push him to the floor, failing miserably as he got out of your grip.

“Paddy come back here!-Oh hi Tommy” You smile up at your boyfriend placing a kiss on his lips, you confused when he didn’t kiss you back. “You okay?” You asked him, running a hand through his curls.

He grabbed your hand stopping your actions after, “yeah, i’m fine. Looks like you and Paddy are having fun” He jealously says.

“Someone’s jealous” You tease him, knowing when he gets jealous over something little. It was kinda cute.

Tom looked at you acting as if he wasn’t jealous. “Jealous? Haha. Why would I be jealous? Not like paddy has a crush on you or anything-why would I care? Jealous? No i’m fine” He rambled and you chuckled at him.

“Y/n wanna play on the playstation?” Paddy came over and asked, you nodding your head dragging your jealous boyfriend along with you.

You all sat in the living room whilst Paddy put on a fighting game, Tom cuddled into your side, not wanting to let you go. This wasn’t new to you, Tom would be extremely touching and clingy after a night of sex or even when he was jealous. You grew used to it by now, you liked it. Sometimes you could be like that, however that’s when you both was alone. You was at his family house this time, so you didn’t want to seem too clingy around them.

“Haha I won!” Paddy yelled out, shaking your shoulders a little as he done a victory dance. You both had been playing for an hour now, you both were drawing. This being the last fight to see who would win.

You both focused on the game, you ignoring Tom when he tried to speak to you. When it came to stuff like this you was very competitive, you wanted to win. “YESSS!” You scream, Paddy’s character falling over letting you know he’s knocked out. Paddy huffed out knowing he had lost in defeat.

Tom was now sitting next to you on his phone, scrolling through instagram. “Don’t be a sore loser Paddy, you know i’m better” You tease the boy, earning a small smile. “Come here, good game” You told him arms open as he moved closer to hug you, you kissed him on the head, Tom watching every move. Paddy’s cheeks were bright pink when you had pulled away.

“Good game” He smiled shyly, giving you a small kiss on the cheek and turning off his game, running away. You then turned to Tom seeing him with an angry expression.

“Cuddle?” You ask with a happy smile but he ignored the offer brushing your arms off him. “No?” You ask again.

“Why don’t you keep playing with my brother?” He scoffs a little, jealously kept bubbling in him and he didn’t know why.

“Tommy this isn’t about me playing games with your brother is it?” You laugh a little, seeing him being serious made you stop. Was he really jealous over you being close to his fifteen year old brother and your twenty-three years old. “You can be really silly, you know. Babe, I love you so much. Your really getting jealous that i’m close to Paddy? I think of him as my little brother too, well the one I never had. He’s fifteen Tommy, I know about his crush on me, of course I do. I just don’t want him to like get upset if I don’t spend time with him.” You tell Tom.

“I’ve always wanted to have a great bon with your brothers as I know how much they mean to you. And me being close to your youngest one won’t change a thing, baby” You opened your arms again and this time he goes into them.

Tom pulls you down with him to lay on the sofa, “I know, I know. I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m jealous. It’s weird, just wanted to spend time with you and I know Paddy likes you. Sorry for being jealous” He pecked your lips.

“It’s okay, don’t apologise. It’s kinda cute” You giggle a little, you both lay there enjoying the comfortable silence.

“Hey y/n?!” Paddy called from upstairs.

“No Paddy, she’s busy sleeping now. Leave me and my girl be” Tom whined tightening his grip on you as you burst out laughing.

I need more requests, I don’t like this either.

[daddy-long-legssss]

7, 8, 12 for the music ask! 😘💖

hi hi! thank for this ask, lovely! 💗

7. Favorite album(s) of all time?

this is very hard, but these are the ones the came to mind first!

songs in the key of life - stevie wonder

suck it and see - arctic monkeys

coming home - leon bridges

8. Favorite quote or song lyrics?

shall we tangle our thinking?/shall we give it a name?/let it sit at the table/bring it in from the rain - television screens by fontaines d.c.

if it's magic/then why can't it be everlasting/like the sun that always shines/like the poets in this rhyme/like the galaxies in time - if it's magic by stevie wonder

with folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache/stood and puffed your chest out like you never lost a war - crying lightning by arctic monkeys

12. What musician would you like to hang out with for a day?

omg, definitely mr. miles kane! we would get coffee and then hit up every single vintage store we could find (with max ofc). then grab dinner at one of chef tom brown's restaurants and top off the evening with dancing somewhere. that would be the perfect day 😭

thank you again for the ask! 🫶🏽