When you’re watching Dumplin’ for the first time and Bo opens the door and you aren’t ready for the way he says Willowdean’s name like

I think we’RE ALL grateful for our ex

family photo of my 2 brain cells and the thought that they worked so hard to produce

me: i’m gonna go to bed early tonight

me at 4am on the cryptids wikipedia page:

GIRLS WITH IRON DEFICIENCY MAKE SOME NOI- *falls asleep due to fatigue*

me,waking up every fuckin Monday realizing I have responsibilities.

Imagine Tom looking at you like this… I could easily die in his arms.

Nuff said

Christmas

Summary: When yours and Tom’s family celebrate Christmas together Tom has a very special question to ask.

Warnings: Death by fluff, your face is gonna look like a Picasso painting after this.

A/N: Thank you so much for @loxbbg for requesting this, I had a lot of fun writing this imagine.❤

Tom pulls up to his parent’s house where your family have already arrived at for a Christmas Eve dinner. You were excited to spend time with your family and with your boyfriend of 2 years. You two get out the car, taking the bottle of wine that you brought. Tom takes hold of your hand and walks up the path towards the front door. Tom presses the doorbell and a loud ‘ding dong’ echoes off the walls, alerting people of your presence. Shortly after the door opens and you’re greeted by Nikki. A smile on her face like always.

“Hey (Y/N), Tom! So happy you guys could make it!” She exclaims excitedly, opening her arms to invite you into a hug.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world you say when you pull away, a large smile plastered on your face at Tom’s kind mother.

You feel Tom’s gaze at you, but it was broken by his mom pulling him into a bone crushing hug. You smile wider at the love and joyful relationship they have together. Dom peeks his head around the doorframe to see who’s at the door, once his eyes catch you he instantly smiles, you smiling back.

“Hello Dom, so nice to see you again.” You say, before leaning towards him and giving him a hug hello.

“Good to see my favourite couple again.” He replies. He sees the bottle of wine and says, “you didn’t have to bring anything darling.”

“We couldn’t show up empty-handed.” You explain, a smile still on your face. Dom’s smile widens.

You love Tom’s family, they have taken you in as their own and treated you with love and respect since day one.

“Come you two, let’s eat,” Nikki says, leading you both into the house. Tom looks at you with a sparkle in his eyes before he leans over to you to plant a soft kiss against your temple. You lean into his touch.

You two walk in to be greeted by your family sitting in the living room, waiting for you two to arrive. The stand up excitedly to give you two a hug. You engulf yourself in your mother’s arms, Tom shaking your dad’s hand, smiles on both your faces. You break away from your mom to give your dad a hug, he pecks your forehead.

You break away by Nikki’s voice.

“Come on everyone, let’s eat.” Everyone jumps up and head towards the dining area, already set.

You take a seat next to Tom near the end of the table. Once seated Tom rests his hand on your thigh, giving it a small squeeze. You glance up to see that he’s already staring at you, a small smile on his face. He leans down to capture your lips with his. Your eyes flutter closed, drinking him in.

“Hey, get a room you two.” You hear Dom’s voice shout playfully.

You pull away with blushed cheeks. You loved that Tom’s family didn’t mind you two showing PDA. Tom takes your plate and dishes up for you, knowing exactly what you want.

“Thank you, babe.” You say before digging into your food.

Laughs are thrown around the table, embarrassing stories are told about you as a kid and love is spread around the table. You sit back and admire the two families talking and laughing together. Your mom and Nikki giggling between the two of them like school girls, your dad having a light conversation, Harry and Sam wanting to start a food fight but your dad giving them a stern but playful look. Everyone looked so happy and relaxed, relieving all the year’s stresses. The atmosphere is enough to make you emotional, tears start to brim your eyes at the wholesome moment but you hold them back, not wanting to ruin the moment between the two families. Tom glances over at you and sees the tears in your eyes, concern fixed on his face.

“What’s wrong, love?” He asks, you look at him but really look at him, all the memories you two have shared, the dumb shit you two pulled as a team, all the drunken night blabbering on about nothing and everything, the late night deep conversations that would be shared between the two of you go by like a movie in your head. You stare into his eyes and feel the rush of happiness shoot through you, making you feel warm and fuzzy.

“Nothing, nothing at all. Just happy.” You say, biting your bottom lip to keep the tears at bay. His face turns from concern to happiness, happy that you’re enjoying yourself. His arm that was resting on your thigh reaches around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him. He kisses the top of your head.

You were too consumed by your own thoughts to see that everyone has finished their food, plates completely empty but stomachs full. Nikki starts stacking the plate and you do the same, asking people for their plates so you can make a big pile so it would be easier for you to take it to the kitchen. You get up and pick up the plates and cutlery that’s on top to the kitchen, you roll up your sleeves from your cardigan to start washing up but you’re stopped by Nikki’s voice behind you.

“No, no, no, darling. Go out there with the others, I’ll take care of this.” You turn to look at you, her face full of admiration for you trying to help her out but wanting you to enjoy yourself.

“Nikki, I can help you, there’s a lot of dishes. You cooked a lovely meal, let me repay you by doing the dishes.” You see her eyes sparkle at your selflessness. Nikki was about to protest when your mom walked in.

“I’ll help Nikki, why don’t you sit with the other and catch up.” Your mom says, you were about to protest but stop yourself.

“Okay fine but if you need help don’t hesitate to ask.” You say, giving them a smile before walking out but before you could get fully out of the kitchen you hear Nikki say.

“You raised her well.” You blush at the comment.

You reach the living room to see Paddy and Tom having a sword fight with wrapping paper. You giggle at the two and take a seat next to Dom on the couch, your dad seeming too consumed by the conversation with Harry.

“Those two are something special.” You joke, Dom chuckles at your comment.

“But that one is head over heels for you,” he says, pointing at Tom. You raise your eyebrows, asking for him to continue.

“I remember the time he came home after your two’s first date, he couldn’t stop talking about you. saying that you’re the one and that he hasn’t met anyone like you. I just thought it was some girl messing with his head but when he brought you home for dinner I knew you were here to stay.” Dom finishes his speech when Tom exclaims a fake sound of pain, showing that he was beaten by Paddy.

You thought of what Dom said to you and your cheeks flare up. This boy was someone that you never want to let go of.

You’re shaken from your thoughts by Tom plopping himself next to you. His arm coming around to rest on the back of the couch. You look at him and smile. You look around to see everyone chatting and having fun. Their gazes are locked on the door when the doorbell rings. You hold a confused expression and so do a few others.

Tom jumps up from his spot to open the door. You peek your head round from your spot on the couch to see who it was, and Harrison floods your view. You give him a small smile and a wave, noticing a bag in his hand. Was he sleeping over? Wasn’t he with his family? The questions whirling around your head come to a stop at Tom telling Harrison he’ll show him where to put his bags. The two boys disappear up the stairs.

You turn to look that people have continued with their conversations. You turn to Dom to ask;

“What’s Harrison doing here? Isn’t he supposed to be with his family?” Dom replies with a wink and nothing else. What is he up to?

Your questions where cut short once again by the two boys padding down the stairs, a camera in Harrison’s hands. What is going on?

Tom walks in front of you and offers his hand for you to stand up, you take it gingerly, still confused as to why he was acting a little strange. You see him taking a deep breath in, Harrison moving so he has equal shots of both of you. You’re about to ask what’s going on but Tom beats you to it.

“(Y/N), the moment I laid my eyes on you I knew that you were something special. The memories that we’ve created together will never be forgotten. The late-night talks that we have about absolutely nothing but seems to be about everything will always be appreciated. The way that you smile and the sound of your laugh will always make me smile on the hardest days. You’ve been with me through my late nights from work, letting me bore you to death with me practising the same line over and over again, to the times where I would get irritable because I have had slept or eaten and you will be there to help me. You have been my rock through thick and thin and I can never be more thankful for having you in my life.” Tom says, tears brimming your eyes at his speech, the wholesome moment forever engraved in your heart.

“I want to create more memories with you, more late-night talk topics but I want to do them with you being my wife,” Tom says, your hand flies to your mouth, concealing your open mouth, tears streaming freely down your cheeks.

“So (Y/N) (Y/L/N) will you do me the honour of being Mrs Holland.” Tom ads while getting down on one knee and pulling out the velvet box out of his jean pocket, the ring sparkling in the light.

Nothing has ever made you happier, you take a quick look around the room to see Harrison still recording but a few steps back but most of all your family watching from the sidelines, tears streaming down both their faces. The look of joy and happiness making you warm and fuzzy. You look back at Tom, hopeful eyes locked onto yours, the eyes of your future husband and you couldn’t wait for that title.

You drop your hand from your mouth and nod your head furiously.

“Yes. Yes. Yes. A thousand times yes.” You say, a wide, happy smile on your face. Tom soon reciprocates it and stands up, taking the ring and placing it on your finger. You look at the beautiful diamond before flinging your arms around Tom’s neck, jumping up to wrap your legs around him. His arms hold you tightly against him.

You hear the loud cheers and ‘whoops’ from yours and Toms family. Tom lets you down so you two and share a passionate kiss. Your lips locking together, love, passion and joy being transferred between the kiss, your fingers laced in his hair to pull you closer.

“Get a room.” You hear Dom shout playfully, you break away to giggle, the rest of the room giggling too.

You look up into Tom’s eyes, see the utmost love twinkling in them.

“I love you.” You say, the intensity of the atmosphere stealing your voice away.

“And I love you, Mrs Holland,” Tom says, a smirk plastered on his face when he said the last part.

“Has a nice ring to it.” You say. Giving him a soft smile.

Your thoughts were jumbled around but what you could make out was… He is the one for you.

May 9, 2018

Could get it then, can get it now