Moonlight Pt.2

moonlight pt.2

a/n: you guys asked and i finally delivered. sorry if it’s really shitty... im still very emotional after tros (the rise of skywalker) goodnight tho, it’s late and school starts again tomorrow. love you guys 

warnings: angst at the end, thas it

pairing: koh!tom x reader

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Just as I thought, heaven locked me up in the cells. They torture me daily, beating me and plucking my wings. Those once glimmering feathers became dull and a light shade of grey, blood scattered on my wings.

The heaving sound of the grand gates echoes throughout the prison. After all the pain I endured, I didn’t have the strength to lift my head. That is until a familiar scent tickled my crooked nose.

As I raise my head, I meet the warm, brown eyes of the man I once, and still, love. Shock and confusion fill my limp body.

A guard comes forward with a key in his hands, unlocking the bar door. He then approaches me and unlocks the cuffs holding me up, setting me free. With the remaining strength in my body, I drag myself out of the cold cell. Tom grabs onto me, supporting me out of the prison. As much as I want to pull away and run, I can’t, my body isn’t able to function properly without a sickening pain.

Tom and the guard negotiate for a while, and Tom hands the guard a bag of gold. Tom carries me bridal style and starts to flap his black wings, bringing us into the glistening, midnight blue sky. I admire and take in the beauty of the environment, having not seen it in months.

“Don’t worry, darling, you’re free now. You’ll get to see the stars whenever you want.” Tom finally speaks after rescuing me from the cells.

A light hum comes out of my mouth as I slowly drift off into a peaceful sleep for the first time in a while.

A bright beam of light blinds me as I open my eyes. I feel around to realize I’m laying in the familiar silk sheets of the bed I once slept in. I sit up, stretching my arms and wings, only to feel a sharp pain hit my back. I yelp out in pain, falling back onto the mattress. Tom bursts through the doors, hurrying to my side.

“Darling, you’re awake. Don’t move, you’re badly injured. They gave you some harsh punishments.” He looks down ashamed, “It’s all my fault.” I stare at his vulnerable state and feel a sting of empathy in my chest, “Uh, the doctors are heading over to tape you up, so just stay here.”

“Where else am I supposed to go?” I ask with slight sarcasm.

He chuckles, “Right…”

The doctors come in and they do as Tom said. According to them, I’m in decent condition to go out, but I can’t do anything crazy.

I’m ecstatic when I step out of the stuffy hospital, but I realize I’m back in hell… with Tom. I shake my head and shove the thought to the back of my head.

I run to the best café in hell, Hell Carte. I’ve been to this place so many times, the employees already remember my order like the back of their hand.

I sit on the bay window seat, snuggling into the dusty grey pillows. I stare out at dead trees, branches barely clinging onto the bark peeled trunk. The dark silhouettes of children running around in the park stood out as the sun started to set. I couldn’t help but sigh in relief as I realize how hell was my heaven. Although there were some downers, it was better than heaven. No pristine or rules of how to be in this world, just yourself and your imagination.

“Here you are, darling, a chocolate croissant and black tea. Enjoy,” Carla, the owner of the café and mother-figure of mine, said as she placed the tray onto the small stand beside my seat.

“Thank you, Carla,” I smiled warmly.

I looked at the platter holding the crispy croissant filled with dark chocolate ganache, topped with a mint leaf, and then to the cup of tea beside the porcelain bell creamer filled with milk and sugar cube filled, glass bowl.

I enjoy my tea and croissant for the rest of the evening, relaxing at the comfort of the silence and warmth of the café. Tom hasn’t tried to contact me at all since the hospital. It did make me worry and feel hurt for a bit, but I decided to ignore it and let myself enjoy my “day off.”

Usually, I don’t react to the ringing bell when the café door opens, but something about this particular one made me turn and look.

It was Tom.

“Love! Oh, thank goodness, I was getting worried,” he quickly walked over to me, pulling me into a tight hug.

“You could’ve just called or texted me,” I state, my voice muffled by Tom’s chest.

“I did, like hundreds of times, but you didn’t answer,” Tom says frustrated.

“Oh, I guess my phone was off this entire time,” I start as Tom chuckles.

“I’m just glad you’re okay. I don’t know what I would’ve done if I’d lost you for good,” he sighs as he places a soft kiss on your head.

Standing here, hugging Tom, I remember something I truly missed: this Tom, my Tom. The soft Tom that cared about me too much and would do anything for me. The moments we shared together, ones that we cherished, ones that we regret, will forever be engraved in our memories. We shared a bond that was unbreakable unless either of us had decided to. We love each other, but that love was betrayed by Tom. He stopped caring, stopped being there. Now, one question was left: does he love me?

“If you love something or someone, let them go. If it was meant to be, they’ll come back to you,” I whisper to Tom.

“I c-can’t let you go, not again. Please, darling,” Tom cries.

“I’m sorry, Tom. I love you, but I have to go. If we are meant to be, we’ll meet again, so don’t worry,” I smile at him while letting go of him.

“Please don’t,” Tom whimpers as I pull away from his grip.

“It won’t be permanent, I promise,” I give him one last kiss on the cheek and walk out of the café, never looking back.

If you love something, let it go. If it was meant to be, it’ll come back to you.

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the clouds ☁️

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

warnings: small mentions of depression, fluff, daydreaming

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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sex playlist

a/n: sorry for not updating recently. i’ll try to post more. also my first time attempting smut so sorry if it’s bad

warnings: a lil bit of smut at the end, mentions of sex, fluff

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Y/N had been looking through Tom’s phone, with his permission of course, when she came across his Apple Music. She wanted to add a playlist in his phone that reminded her of their relationship. When she opened the app, she noticed the multiple pre-made playlists, one named ‘💦.’ Interested, she opened the playlist to see ‘Sex on Fire,’ ‘Sexual,’ and other sex related songs. To say she was shocked would be an understatement.

She rushed up the stairs, running to their room. Tom sat on the edge of their bed with Tessa cuddled in his lap. A pair of glasses sat on the bridge of his nose while he carefully studied the script.

Y/N walked over to Tom, telling Tessa to go downstairs (and she listened), and sat in his lap Tessa is already out of his lap. Tom’s eye flickered off the script to see Y/N’s flaming red face.

“Darling?” Tom asked, taking off the pair of black framed glasses.

“You have a sex playlist and you didn’t tell me?” She yelped.

“Right, about that...” Tom chuckled nervously.

“You should name it ‘web shooting time.’” Y/N cut him off.

“Shut up,” Tom flushed.

“Make me,” she grinded into his crotch.

“Bloody hell, love,” Tom moaned.

He flipped them over, making him the top. Quickly, he stripped both of them from their clothes. Tom has climbed down her body, leaving a trail of kisses that led to her raw pussy. It was already glistening with wetness.

“Tommy,” Y/N whined, “not teasing.”

“Patience, darling, patience,” Tom mumbled onto her clit, making her hips jerk.

He made small kitten licks to her clit, collecting her wetness on his tongue.

“Mmm, you taste wonderful, baby,” Tom said, licking the sweet fluids of her pussy.

He inserted a finger into her as she moaned out in pleasure. He was able to find her g-spot with ease. She came not too long after that.

“I think you’re ready now,” Tom said positioning himself over his aching core.

Let’s just say it was a hell of a long night after that.