#tcfm

[lopez-richter-fangirl]

Okay if you want to go into TCBOB *totally* blind then don’t read under the cut and I’m also gonna start the tag ‘tcfm’ (tin can fam musical guys I’m so bad at these tags) BUT I promise it’s the vaguest spoiler because I didn’t even want to spoil it for myself so I haven’t read the whole script yet, I just got curious and peeked a little bit so if you want the tiniest tease:

I think that in hindsight, as usual, it’s for the best Joey wasn’t Max, but I should have known better than to think that meant we had nothing to worry about

[mylittleverything]

Mon acolyte 🐧🐷 #friend #love #Kiss #baleine #tmtc #tcfm (à Trazegnies, Hainaut, Belgium)

[skempi]

Skempi Music Awards 2015: Best Song of the Year @niafeliz "Bo Mirada". #skempimusicawards #Skempi #CaribbeanMusic #TCFM #UTS

[skempi]

Best Upcoming Artist of 2015 #skempimusicawards #Skempi #TCFM #UTS #Dez

[julia--farrell]

Three Cheers for Madeleine

Finn hurried over towards Julia’s dorm after several minutes of avoiding Fleming’s security; he wished he wore running shoes, or better yet, asked Julia if the school even had their gates open at 2:30AM. Evidently, that would have been a stupid question in the first place. He held the Mcdonalds bag close to his chest as he quietly walked up the steps of the girls’ building—making sure he, or the bag wouldn’t make noise. As Finn made it to her dorm’s hallway, he used his other hand to text Julia telling her he was there. Once she opened the door, he barged in. “I’m sleeping over.” He announced. “Why didn’t you tell me it’s like a warzone just to get into this damn school?”

When Julia told Finn that she wanted food, she didn’t actually expect him to come over, much less bring her any. But there he was, standing outside of her door holding a McDonalds bag. Julia was grinning when she dragged him in. “I thought that was common knowledge,” she whispered as she grabbed the bag from his hands and looked through it. “God, I love you for this,” she mumbled appreciatively as she tugged on his shirt with one hand, pulling him in for a kiss.

Finn scoffed, “Doesn’t security have anything better to do than-” He babbled before Julia’s lips met his, suddenly cutting him off. He placed his hand on her waist and kissed her back. “What, you don’t love me any other day?” He said pulling away, smiling happily.

Julia pursed her lips to hold a smile in. “Only when you bring me food,” she replied before she glanced over at Madeleine’s sleeping form. “Hey,” she pulled Finn towards her bed and sat down, dragging him with her. “We need to be super quiet.” For some reason she had conveniently forgotten that Madeleine would be there. “There isn’t a chance that you could, like….sneak out before she wakes up? If she sees you here I’ll never hear the end of it.”

Finn pretended to frown, which followed by a chuckle. “Alright, if that’s what it takes.” He followed her gaze and stared at Madeleine, sound asleep. “Okay, but like.. can I still sleep with you in this comfy bed of yours?” Finn whispered, putting on his best puppy dog face. “Besides, who cares if she sees me? She doesn’t care, does she?” He wrapped his arms around her torso as he placed a kiss on her cheek.

A sound of approval left Julia’s throat when Finn kissed her. “Fine. But don’t complain when I’m texting you about all the sex jokes she’s making about us.” She pulled her hand out of his grasp and took some fries from the bag, leaning her head against his chest. “Wouldn’t your parents notice that you’re not there?” Her head tilted back to look up at him. “Or are they as inattentive as mine?”

Finn shrugged, “I won’t complain. In fact, you should tell me one right now.” He said with a smug look plastered on his face. “Well.. my mom’ll get over it. Don’t worry about it.” Finn reached into the bag to get fries of his own. “Hey, you know your parents love you.” He said, leaning in to give her a quick kiss on her forehead.

Instead of responding immediately, Julia focused on getting to the bottom of the French fry box. “Ok, the only reason I’m not rolling my eyes at you is because one of my teachers told me that if I keep doing that, they’re going to roll out of my head,” was her late response. “My parents love the idea of me. If that makes sense.” Not looking into the bag, she blindly grabbed for more fries, frowning when she came across a piece of paper instead. “Did you leave the receipt in the bag? Do you want me to choke on it or something?”

Finn laughed, shaking his head. “I’m surprised you’re even taking advice from somebody.” As Julia reached further into the bag, he chewed on his lower lip and he suddenly felt a wave of anticipation . “No.” He spoke softly. “Open it.”

Julia glanced over at Finn suspiciously, but did what she was told. Unfolding the paper, she noticed the word “prom” (with a question mark), was scrawled in sloppy script across it. She couldn’t fight the elated grin this time as she looked up at him. “Hey, I think one of the McDonalds workers is asking me to prom. Weird.” She let out a laugh when she saw the look on Finn’s face and pushed the paper back into the bag, turning around in his arms and straddling his lap, kissing him excitedly. “This is me saying yes,” she said when she stopped to look at him.

Finn held his breath, and what seemed like several minutes only took seconds for Julia to figure out what he wrote on the note last minute. He rolled his eyes at her joke, but couldn’t maintain a straight face anymore—he never can, when it came to her. “Wait,” he began, an uncontrollable smile lighting up his face as he wrapped his arms around her waist. “Really? You don’t think it was lame, or anything?”

Julia laughed softly. “Of course it was lame. But,” she ducked her head down to place a kiss on his neck, “it was also extremely endearing. Much like yourself.” A thought came to her and she tilted her head to the side, tugging on his hair lightly. “So, if I hadn’t begged you to bring me food now, how were you planning on asking me?”

Finn grinned and looked away when he was sure he was blushing just a bit. “Um,” he began, pretending to think about her question. “Probably something similar to this.” He smiled, raking his fingers through her hair. “Like, I’d take you out to dinner, and have the writer write “prom” on the receipt.

“You’d have the waiter do it?” She raised her eyebrows incredulously. “Lazy.” With a hasty glance towards Madeleine’s side of the room to make sure she was still asleep, Julia climbed off of Finn’s lap and laid down, pulling him forward on top of her. “You better rent a limo for me. Actually no, forget the limo. A helicopter. Those are cool.”

“Hey,” he began as he rested his weight on Julia. “It’s smart thinking. ‘Cause if I did it, then I wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret.” He nodded proudly. “A helicopter? Eh, why not. The king’s entrance should be dramatic.” He smirked, planting a kiss on her lips.

“Oh, that’s right.” Her fingers trailed over his shoulders and down his back. “You’re nominated, or whatever.” She placed a hand on the back of his neck and rested his forehead against her own. “If you actually win I’m planning on saying congratulations by having sex with you.” She moved her right hand down his side and up under his shirt. “But, that’s only if you win of course,” she added, giggling.

Finn bit his lip, completely mesmerized by her touch. Though, he chuckled at the last bit. “Babe, let’s be honest.” He said, wrapping her legs around his waist as he began to trail kisses down her neck. “You’d fuck me regardless.”

Julia was one hundred percent sure that her heart just dropped down to her stomach. It was hard to believe that someone could have this effect on her. “Would I?” She glanced down at Finn. “It’s not like you’re attractive to me or anything like that.”

Finn shrugged, unable to contain the smug look that was appearing on his face. “Don’t be such a tease.” He looked up, chewing on his bottom lip.

Julia huffed and flipped them over, sitting up on Finn’s thighs. “How about you stop being a tease?” Realizing that they were probably talking too loud, she closed her mouth quickly and pressed her lips together. “You’re not using your inside voice.” She leaned down to kiss him before he could say anything, making sure to push her tongue into his mouth.

Finn raised his eyebrow, the smug look that he just couldn’t seem to wipe off still plastered on his face. As their lips locked, he rested both his hands on her waist for a moment before letting them travel up her shirt.

Julia let out a small moan of pleasure and moved her hands down to his waist. Pulling back, she reached for the button of his pants automatically, almost getting it undone before remembering that they weren’t alone. “Uh.” Her fingers stopped moving and she let out a frustrated sigh. “We can’t really….you know.” She tilted her head towards Madeleine’s side of the room and raised her eyebrows to emphasize her point.

As Julia worked to undo his pants, Finn’s lips loomed over to her neck; pressing small kisses against the skin. He stopped for a moment when she spoke. “So?” His fingers trailed up and down her arm as he now sucked on her neck softly.

“Finn,” Julia sighed as she gently pushed his head back. “First of all, I can’t get in the mood if my best friend is in the same room as me. That’s weird.” She placed both hands on his chest and held his gaze, making sure he was paying attention. “You’re listening, right?”

“Damn, and I thought I could pull this off.” Finn chuckled, meeting her gaze. “She sure is a heavy sleeper, I’ll tell you that much.” He looked back at Maddy before laying back onto Julia’s bed. “So, what would you have done if I hadn’t asked you to prom?”

Julia crawled off of Finn and settled against his side. “I would’ve gone with Cole. Duh.” Tangling her legs with his, she looked up at him with a smile on her face. “Well first I would’ve tweeted really passive aggressive things, and then I would’ve gone with Cole.”

Finn rolled his eyes, which followed by a soft laugh. “Okay, fair enough.” He said, holding her hand into his. “Although, I would have stolen you away.. You know, king’s orders.”

Julia rolled her eyes playfully and squeezed his hand. “King’s orders. Right.” A yawn slipped out as she changed her position so that her head was resting on his chest. “I change my mind. Don’t leave. Stay and be my human pillow,” she mumbled sleepily.

“Oh come on,” Finn glanced at her as she began to make herself comfortable. “You’re going to sleep already?” He nudged her playfully, and wrapped one of his arms around her. “Goodnight.” He said, elongating the word.