#harrison osterfield one shots

[heytherejulia]

Matchmakers ~ Harry Holland

pairing: harry holland x reader, tom holland x zendaya

warning: minor injury, swearing

summary: Tom, Sam and Harrison play matchmakers

word count: 1,9k

Harry was sitting on the couch smiling at his phone. For the past few days he had been texting with this cute girl he ran into at the club. During this time, he got to know her quite well and began to discover that he might have some feelings for her.

But Harry didn't have as much confidence as Tom, as much charm as Sam, he wasn’t as good looking as Harrison (in his opinion) or had as much charisma as Paddy. He just wasn't them and he just wasn’t the best when it came to girls. He needed some advice, but he knew asking his brothers or Harrison would definitely not be that much of a help. The guys may have been good with the opposite sex, but they weren't shitty advisers on this field. 

On the other hand, Tom, Sam and Haz did notice a change in Harry's behavior and figured that something serious was bothering their friend, but they wouldn't be themselves if they hadn't teased him before trying to help. Harry was too focused on replying to your message to notice that Tom was standing behind him reading all the messages on the screen.

‘So who is Y/N with a heart emoji, bro?’ The younger Holland jumped as usual in fear. Habit. 

‘None of your business.’ He smirked sarcastically and locked the screen of his phone.

‘Hey Harry, come on, I told you about my current girlfriend.’ 

‘Yeah, you did. Two years ago, when I caught you with her on foreplay in our kitchen. I don't think I've heard of Zendaya as your official girlfriend before, and you've been shooting with her a lot longer.’ 

‘You should ask her out sometimes, you know? Maybe this is your chance, man.’ He knew Tom was right, but he would never admit it for his life.

‘Yeah yeah. I'm going to my room.’ Harry was halfway up the stairs when he heard Tom scream.

‘Just ask her on a date already!’ The words automatically made both Harrison, Sam and Daya run out of their rooms.

‘Who's asking whom on a date?’ 

Harry felt his cheeks turning red, and the urge to stick Tom's mouth shut or to kill him was growing with every second. Tom, on the other hand, couldn't care less about his lil bro’s death stares and pleading glances. Maybe he felt a little sorry for him, but at the same time, he knew it would be better for Harry if he shared it with his loved ones. As an older brother and a friend, he knew that this particular twin was not the smoothest with the girls and their help would certainly be needed.   

‘Nobody, not now at least, but Harry's been hanging out with some girl named Y/N and he should definitely take her on a date.’ 

‘Leave me alone, I'm going to my room.’

When Harry disappeared behind the door to his room, it was Tom who spoke first.

‘We have to help him somehow. He will never go out with her without us.’ 

‘Ooh, man. Do we play matchmakers? I'm in it.’ The enthusiasm that gushed out of Harrison and Tom was worrisome to Zendaya, and she genuinely felt sorry for Harry, but she doubted her intervention in this endeavor would help anyone.

‘Sam, you’re in, right?’ Daya really hoped Sam would be smarter than her boyfriend and his best mate, but, oh boy, she was so wrong. The younger Holland joined this plan as eagerly as the previous two.

‘Z, are you with us?’

‘No, definitely not. Guys, you should let Harry make his own decision and you definitely shouldn't be playing matchmakers. Especially when you suck at it.’ 

‘Oi! But you know him. He won't do anything until someone pushes him to do it.’ 

‘It's still his life, Tom. Anyway, I'm going to the store, do you guys want something?’ The boys shook their heads. ‘See you later then.’ 

‘Hey, Z’ The girl turned. Tom walked over to her and placed a kiss on her forehead. ‘Now you can go.’ 

After Zendaya left, the boys began to create a brilliant plan to get Harry to ask you on a date. They forced him to listen to their advice, on the condition that they would leave him alone afterwards. 

Harry had two options here: listen to these idiots and maybe take advantage of it, or ignore them and deal with their complaints for the next few days. The second option definitely suited him better (excluding brothers and a friend sticking their noses into his love life), but the first option was a win-win for everyone. After all, he did not have to take their advice, and listening to them would not hurt him.

‘Okay, Harry. We have three ideas, three great ideas for your date with Y/N. And before you get out of the way, everything is already set up with your cute girlfriend.’

‘How the hell did you do that?!’

‘We hacked your account, man, and you’re meeting with her this Friday. This is where my wonderful plan comes in.’ Tom began. ‘Well, you’ll take her to the cinema for the horror movie, and then …’ 

As it turned out later, Tom's plan sucked so bad. Not only was the movie boring, but not scary at all, not least in Harry’s and yours opinion, but Tom, Sam and Haz, who went to the same screening to follow their brother's progress, screamed like little girls on every jumpscare that appeared on the screen. At the end, you and Harry spent some time in the café talking about the shitty movie and your hobbies, but to the boys' displeasure, there was no open flirting or kissing between you, you just acted like friends. 

***

‘Okay, now that we know Spider-boy's plan sucks, we're going with mine. You’ll take her to paintball and then perhaps with a bit of luck you can kiss her. You know, someone will shoot her and you will take care of her.’ 

This date turned out to be an even greater failure than the previous one. You went on paintball (matchmakers along to spy on you), but as soon as you started the game, you were shot down by a player from another team in the face and ended up with a big bruise under your eye and visited an emergency room because of the paint in your eye. In fact, Harrison's plan probably worked slightly too well. 

You didn't blame Harry for the whole incident and even said that it was your craziest stay in the hospital and that you had a lot of fun in the waiting room, while waiting for some ophthalmologist to remove the green paint from your eye. Fortunately, the paint was non-toxic and you were able to return to work after a few days, but Harry was still furious with his friends who came up with silly ideas like hiring a guy to shoot his date friend.

‘Well, Batman fucked up too.’ 

‘Hey! Not at all! The plan was good, it wasn't my fault some idiot shot her in the face!’ 

‘You hired this idiot.’ 

But Tom and Harrison didn't hear Harry’s words because they were too busy with their own problems. They started arguing over whose plan was better, and went on to arguing about who would win a fight: Spider-man or Batman.

‘Batman.’

‘Spider-man.’

‘Batman!’ 

‘Spider-man!’ 

‘Batman!!’

‘Spider-man!! Do you know how I know it? Because I'm Spider-man.’ 

‘Shut up, you twats. Harry, just take her for a walk in the park, you both have dogs, so take them and go for a romantic walk. It can't go wrong.’ 

Contrary to Sam's assurances, it could. 

Your doggie was still a puppy and was afraid of practically every bigger noise, so when you walked into Richmond Park and saw how many people had taken their dogs out just like you two, Harry knew that a third date in a row would be a total failure. 

And that's exactly what happened, because the little french bulldog ran away from you as soon as a few larger dogs ran up and started barking at Tessa and Muffin, inviting them to play, and you both spent the whole afternoon looking for your dog. He eventually was found two days later when a woman came with him to the vet and called you after she saw your poster about a lost puppy. 

However before your dog got lost, Haz, Tom and Sam decided to take Monty for a walk to spy on Harry and you. They turned out to be even worse spies than dating advisers. The three of them wore hoodies and sunglasses and sat on the bench directly opposite the one that you were sitting on. Harry recognized them right away, but not wanting to start a fight, he just offered you a walk in another part of the park. 

But you did not live under a rock, and you recognized the boys, not only from the internet but also from Harry's stories. So when he grabbed your hand and started leading you to the west side of the park, you smiled awkwardly and waved at the young men sitting on the bench. 

By that point, Harry was already so furious with the three of them that he gave them silent treatment and only spoke to Zendaya, who lived with them. He knew it was childish behavior, and in fact some of the events were downright bad luck and coincidence, but he was furious nonetheless, perhaps more at himself than at the boys. 

Harry was sitting in the kitchen, editing photos from the last photoshoot he had taken and drinking his very milk tea when Z entered the room.

‘How's your dating going, Harry?’ The boy scowled at her and rolled his eyes. 

‘Terriously, but I'm quitting making another attempt, maybe we just shouldn't be together.’

‘Or maybe you should just stop listening to those idiots you call friends? Two-thirds of them have no girlfriends, and your idiot of a brother is mostly with me because I took all the first steps. Harry, try something simple that both of you will be comfortable with. For example, invite her to your place for a movie marathon and just have a good time. If it doesn't spark between you guys, she’s not the one, but please don't do anything Sam, Harrison or Tom suggest you do.’ 

As it turned out later, Zendaya’s advice was the best of all. Harry really invited you to a Netflix marathon, and you watched “Brooklyn 9-9” cuddled up for the whole night. Perhaps you even shared a few kisses during one or the other episode, and then you perhaps even stayed overnight. 

At a time when Harry was finally having his dream date with his perfect girl, Zendaya was lecturing the boys about their irrational behavior. 

‘I told you all it is his life and to not interfere. I told you that Harry had to take the first step himself and your advice would not help him. Didn’t I?’ 

‘Darling, we just wanted to help.’

‘You should have helped him by simply supporting him, not by arranging shitty dates for him. Therefore, all three of you will apologize to Harry and Y/N for your behavior.’ 

‘But, Daya.’ The girl interrupted Harrison's statement. ‘End of discussion, boys. You know I'm right.’ 

She was, but neither of them was going to admit it. Maybe that was just the trait of all Hollands. And the Osterfields.

#tom holland x reader #harrison osterfield fluff #sam holland x reader #harry holland fluff #harry holland smut #harry holland imagine #harry holland x reader #harry holland angst #harry holland fic #harry holland blurb #harry holland one shot #harry holland x y/n

[alltoowelltom]

rendezvous (t.h)

tom holland x little mix!reader

request from @thirlwallsholland for little mix!reader on holiday with tom and the boys - hope you enjoy !

a/n: i'm using jade thirlwall as face claim again for the smau posts for continuity

those 3 photos are also so wonky if you're on pc lol im so sorry - but honestly not sorry enough to spend 25 minutes fixing them. it looks good on the app on dark mode.

warnings: blood, injury, alcohol, maybe too much fluff lol

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The end of a tour was always a strange time. After so many weeks of living on the road with your closest friends, it was a shock to come back to reality. The end of this tour was especially hard, knowing it would be the last time you’d perform with your band for a while as you all took a well-deserved break.

Tom had witnessed the effect this had on you, and after spending a few days stroking your hair as you lay on the sofa binge-watching reality TV, letting you rest up he came to you with an idea. An escape from dribbly London, a holiday to celebrate and take your mind off of things. He suggested you invite the rest of the girls too, and once Harry, Harrison, and Tuwaine heard about the trip they were all too excited to crash it.

So here you were, the eight of you sprawled out underneath the blue Bali sky, listening to the gentle crashing of the waves and feeling the warmth of the sun beating down on your skin.  

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The boys had eventually tackled each other into the ocean and you lay on a beach towel, surrounded by the rest of your band. In your relaxed state, you only half register the familiar giggle approaching your towel, accompanied with a grumbly, “watch it, Tom!” from Jade as he no doubt blocked her sunlight. Something cold and wet hit your shoulder, followed by a cascade of tiny drips pattering over your stomach and you shriek, opening your eyes to meet Tom’s crinkly ones as he stands above you, shaking out his wet curls over you. 

“Toooooom!” you groan, shivering at the cold water. 

“Y/NNNNNN!” he mocks, dropping down onto the sand next to you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. 

“What was that for?” you ask. “I was sunbathing.”

He shrugs. 

“What’s the fun in having a girlfriend if you can’t bug the hell out of her?” he grins, knocking his forehead into yours. 

You roll your eyes, inadvertently snuggling into his side. You can never stay annoyed at him for long. 

“Anyway, I came over hear to ask you to play chicken with Tuwaine and I.” he says. “Otherwise I gotta have Harry on my team and he sucks at chicken.”

You snort into his shoulder, nodding. 

“Harry does suck at chicken.”

Before you even have a chance to decide whether to play, Perrie is hopping up off her towel, grabbing your hand and pulling you to your feet. 

“Pez!” you shriek as she tugs you towards the water, Tom laughing and jogging after the both of you. “What the hell is going on?”

“A game!” she cheers. “We have to hurry, I want to win!”

You wobble slightly, grabbing onto Tom as you try to stay on his shoulders with his arms wrapped around your legs. 

“Ouch!” he screeches. “My ears, love, why are you grabbing my-”

“Oh shit,” you laugh, bending down to press a kiss to his red ears in apology and sticking your arms out for balance instead. “Sorry.”

“Come on!” calls Perrie as she approaches, balanced perfectly on Tuwaine’s shoulders. “Are you ready to loose?”

When you’re closer, you reach out and rest your hands on her shoulders and she copies your action. 

“Ready?” calls Tuwaine. 

“Three, two-”

Perrie gives an almighty shove before Tuwaine can even say one, sending Tom stumbling backwards and you sliding off his shoulders into the water. 

“Perrie Edwards!” you shriek, coughing saltwater out. “He didn’t even get to one!” 

Perrie laughs as she and Tuwaine high five. Tom has recovered at this point and wraps one arm around you as you stand up. 

“Are you okay?” he laughs. 

You nod, tapping his shoulders to signal him to crouch down. He obliges and you clamber back on determinedly. Tom puffs his chest out as you approach the other team, preparing to win this time. 

“Is everyone ready this time?” laughs Tuwaine. “Alright. Three, two, one-”

“FIGHT!” you yell, pushing hard on both Perrie’s shoulders. She teeters backwards but regains her balance, pushing you back in retaliation. You both grapple with each other, and just as Tuwaine stumbles backward and you think that you and Tom have this one in the bag, she reaches out and pushes against your hip, pushing you off sideways. 

You scream as you fly through the air, hitting the water with an almighty splash. You fall so forcefully you go right down to the blue bottom, scraping your knee against a particularly sharp shell. Before you can properly register what happened and resurface, a pair of strong arms reach down and pull you up into the sunlight. Tom gasps in relief, holding you close to chest bridal style as he checks you over. 

“Darling! Are you alright?” he worries. 

You nod, blinking against the harsh light and giggle slightly at his protective state. 

“Tommy I’m fine! It’s not even that deep. I just got a shock, is all.”

Tom looks unconvinced and pouts as his eyes sweep over your legs. 

“You’re bleeding, darling.” he says, gently holding your knee.

You glance down and see that he’s actually right. There’s a gash across your left knee and a steady stream of red blood streams out, fading into the clear ocean water. Perrie wades over, looking guilty. 

“Y/N I’m so sorry babe! I got to competitive and you got hurt!” 

You shake your head, pressing a kiss to her cheek. 

“I’m fine you lot of worriers! It looks worse than it is, honestly it’s not deep. I’m fine.”

“I’m going to take you back up to the beach and have a look at it.” says Tom, wading out into the shallows. You roll your eyes but know you can’t stop him as he carries you up the beach, laying you on a towel near the rest of the group. Jade and Leigh-Anne have gone off somewhere and Harrison is out cold underneath his sunhat, but Harry shakes his head as Tom crouches over you, pressing tiny kisses to your knee and trying to wipe the remaining blood away, wincing whenever he looks to closely. 

“This never would have happened if you’d let me play chicken, Tom.” Harry laughs. 

Tom shoots him a death glare and Harry quietens, sensing how worried Tom is about you. 

“Sorry,” he mutters, turning to you. “Seriously, are you okay Y/N?”

You reach out and playfully smack the redhead, rolling your eyes. 

“For the last time, I’m fine! It’s literally a small cut and everyone’s acting like I’ve been partially beheaded or something.”

Harry snorts in laughter as he holds up his hands in surrender. 

Tom leans over to someone’s large beach bag, searching for some kind of Band-Aid for you. He chucks items in his way behind him as he does so, a tube of sunscreen landing in the middle of Harrison’s stomach who wakes up with an “oof”. 

“There’s nothing in here, darling.” Tom sighs. He stands up and reaches down, picking you up bridal style again. “I’m going to take you back to our room and we’ll find you something there.”

You nod, not even trying to protest as you know you won’t convince him. 

Harrison sits up, blinking as he adjusts to the sunlight. He catches sight of Tom striding towards the hotel with you in his arms and frowns at Harry who only shrugs at him, opening up a trashy magazine you had left. 

“Y/N!” calls Harrison. “Are you okay??”

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“He didn’t swim into you on purpose, Y/N” sighs Leigh-Anne. “You just happened to snorkel right into his house, that’s all.” She tries to reassure you as you all crowd around a table in a tiny restaurant, you cosying up in the corner of the booth between her and Tom.

“I saw the bloodlust in his tiny fishy eyes, Leigh,” you say, shuddering at the memory of only a few hours ago. “He had an evil plan.” 

Tom picks up his fork and brandishes it at invisible fish all around your table. “Back off!” he barks. “Back off, say I! Away from my girlfriend!” 

You grab his fork, placing it down on the table and knocking your head into his shoulder as you try so hard to stay serious at his childish antics. 

“Tom!” you hiss. “You’re making a scene.”

He shrugs. 

“I’m an actor darling, it’s what I do. The other thing I do is protect my wonderful girlfriend against supervillain fish plotting against her.” 

It’s at this moment that there is a simultaneous lull in everyone else’s conversations and all six heads turn to look at you and Tom, blinking for a second before bursting out in laughter. 

“Evil supervillain fish?” splutters Jade, as Tom buries his head in your shoulder. 

“You all heard it out of context,” he mutters sheepishly. 

You’re deep in a conversation with Leigh-Anne about a recent performance when you notice Tom has been uncharacteristically quiet. You turn to see him leaning away from you, seemingly invested in a photo Perrie’s showing him on her phone. Looking closer, you see she’s proudly showing him pictures of baby Axel. “Oh, and look at this one with him and Hatchi,” she coos. 

Tom gives ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’ in all the right places, nodding and grinning with his eyes trained on the phone but he drums his fingers on the table, fidgeting and shifting in his seat. Before you can ask if he’s okay, you’re all distracted by the food arriving. Once everyone’s started eating you lean into his side and put your mouth near his ear. 

“Hey,” you whisper, conversation drowned out to the rest of the group by the chatter of everyone else. “Are you okay? Did Perrie ambush you with baby photos?”

He laughs softly, resting a hand on top of yours. 

“Don’t worry about me, love. Just seeing all the baby photos, it got me thinking and excited for the future.” he whispers.

Your heart skips a beat and he grins properly, pressing a kiss to your head. He gives you one last smile before tucking into his meal. 

“Oh my God,” he moans. “This is fucking incredible! Darling, you have to try some.” 

He scoops up some of his meal on his fork, twisting in his seat and placing his free hand under your chin so he can feed you a mouthful. He’s not wrong, the food is absolutely incredible and is made even better when you’re surrounded by your best friends in the world. The sweet moment is interrupted by Harry and Jade making gagging sounds and pretending to be sick from their end of the table as they try to glare at you and Tom, but neither can hide the shine in their eyes as they watch you two. 

As the night grows dark and the group is only illuminated by the colorful lanterns hanging above the table, Jade taps her knife against her glass, waiting until the whole table is watching attentively. Jade clears her throat. 

“Before we leave tonight, I want to raise a toast. Or maybe a few toasts, so we might need to get some more to drink over here. Firstly, I want to toast to the girls.” She glances around at you all, eyes shining. You can already feel yourself welling up and Leigh-Anne clasps your hand under the table for comfort. “You girls have been the best sisters for the last ten years. We couldn’t have done any of this without each other, and I’m so proud of everything we’ve achieved. Seven incredible albums, the tours, the awards, the music videos, the performances, the fans we’ve met, winning Best British Group-” you all cheer, Tuwaine reaching two fingers up to his mouth to whistle and Tom wrapping an arm around you and squeezing you into his side -“but most of all, our friendship,” Jade continues. “I think it’s fair to say that our friendship has gotten us through the last ten years together, and I just wanted to tell you all how much I appreciate you lot. I love you.” she sniffles, raising her glass. “To Little Mix!”

“To Little Mix!” you all chorus, clinking your glasses and wiping away stray tears. 

“I’ve got a toast too, because I don’t think Jade can get through another one,” laughs Perrie, holding Jade as she sniffles and hiccups slightly. “I want to raise a toast to Tom and Y/N. Now, Y/N.” she begins. “We’ve always been a little protective over you, though God knows you don’t need it, really. I know we tend to tease you and Tom a lot for having absolutely zero boundaries and piling on the PDA when you’re together, but it’s only because we love you both so much. It’s been an honor to watch you fall in love, bub.” she says. 

“And to have been the three co-authors of every text Tom received from you for the first six months of your relationship.” adds Leigh-Anne, knocking her shoulder into yours. 

“Wait, what?” Tom laughs. 

“Mind you though Tom, Little Mix will reassemble to commit a felony if you ever hurt her,” pipes in Jade.

“To Tom and Y/N,” cheers Perrie, ignoring him and raising her glass. “For being Tom and Y/N!”

Tom buries his hand in his jacket that he’d tucked around your shoulders when it had started to get colder and rests his head on top of yours, basking in the moment with you. 

“And for paying for this trip!” cheers Harry. 

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+ bonus smau

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y/ninstagram☑️: on our way!

mixerjadeee: where are you going ????

↪️y/ninstagram☑️: Bali!!

harryholland64☑️: i'm literally sat right on the other side of you, where's a pic of me?

perrieedwards☑️: can't wait to see you guys again!

↪️angely/nn: ARE THE GIRLS ALL GOING TOGETHER IM CRYING

tomholland2013☑️: naa why do i do that thing with my hand

↪️y/ninstagram☑️: idk spiderman

dommoholland☑️: you've got that son of mine reading? witchcraft.

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tomholland2013☑️: how you feel about a rendezvous? time for two

tuwaine☑️: *eight

mixerhollands: he used a little mix lyric 😭

hazosterfield☑️: 🔥🔥

↪️tomholland2013☑️: back off bro?

parkersy/n: oop-

harryholland64☑️: how long did it take you to spell rendezvous right

↪️tomholland2013☑️: like 2 min i got yn to spell check

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[hollandfromhell]

i wanna be yours | T.H

Summary: Frat!Tom finally admits his feelings to you and your reaction isn't exactly what he expected.

word count: 1k

warnings: a little steamy (?), minimal proofreading and bad editing :)

The lights are so bright around you, bouncing off the walls and making your vision blurry, the music is loud, a song you only ever seem to hear at parties like this, and honestly you’re having a good time. For the first time in weeks you’ve forced yourself out of your dorm and into some clothes that show a little more than you’re used to. Finals had been killing you for the last week, so much so that you haven’t been able to find the energy to go to any of the frat parties your friends and Tom had been badgering you about. 

Tom has been texting you nonstop about the parties his frat has been hosting, begging you to show up, just so you can end up in his bed at the end of the night. But you had refrained, knowing that your feelings weren’t in check enough to be seeing him anymore, not in the way you two have been for the last year. 

To you it wasn’t just sleeping together anymore, that’s not what you want, you want him, all of him. You want the silly dates and cringy photos your friends will make fun of you for. You want the flirting to mean something, you want to mean something to him. You know it’s wrong, to fall hopelessly in love with some fraternity boy that sees you as nothing more than an easy lay and a friend on the occasion that he needs something, but you couldn’t stop yourself. Those caramel colored eyes and chestnut curls, his easy going smile and alluring body draws you in until you can’t escape him. Then you wake up next to him and reality hits. 

Tom and you will never be anything other than friends with benefits, that’s how it started and that’s how it will end, as much as you hate to admit it to yourself. 

But tonight you had blocked those thoughts out and finally made your way out with your friends, only to end up at Tom’s frat house. He’s here, you know he’s here, you can feel his lingering gaze locked on you and have even caught him looking a few times. 

He sat near the back wall, his back against it as he talked to some guys that are also in his fraternity. But his eyes can’t seem to stay off you, you’re dancing with your friends, your hands in the air and a smile on your face, you’ve never looked better to him, it’s like you’re reeling him in, his head hazy as he finally breaks off from the guys he’s talking to and makes his way to you. 

Your arms wrap around his neck as soon as his hands land on your waist, you know it’s him, even with your eyes closed and mind completely blank, you know it’s him. His lips brush against your ear as he whispers to you “You look stunning darling.” His accent is thick, pent up tension becoming obvious. 

Your smile turns to a smirk as you lean into him, your fingers find the hair at the nape of his neck and you pull lightly, “you’ve been ignoring me all night Thomas.” 

His hands rub up and down your sides as he contemplates his answer, you weren’t technically wrong, he had been waiting for you to come to him most of the night, seeing how long you could hold out before it all became too much, until the waiting became too much. It’s a game you two like to play and usually he won, you would make your way to his side and you’d find yourself pressed up against the wall in his room before you knew it. But tonight you had decided to hold out, because you needed that reassurance, you needed to feel victorious over him for once. 

“Can never ignore you love,” his lips are now rolling down your neck, finding your sweet spot, the place he knows makes your knees weak.

And then he’s dragging you by the hand up the stairs to the left and into his room down the hall. You catch a look at his unmade bed before you're pushed back against the door that had just slammed shut. He’s kissing you then, his lips rough against yours as he takes what he wants from you. You knew the night would end like this, not that you’re disappointed, just dreading the morning after, you leave and you two go back to acting like friends once again. 

He knew the night would end like this too, he only ever had eyes for you, at least for the last year and he can’t seem to get you out of his head, although he would never tell you or anyone else that, he had a reputation to uphold. 

But now, as he stands with the girl of his dreams kissing him, maybe falling doesn’t sound so bad, maybe this could be it for him, maybe you could be it for him, and before he can stop himself, he’s pulling away from your lips, just enough space so he can speak, his heart hammering and his ears ringing, he lets out those three little words he swore he would never say to you, “I love you.” 

Your heart stops, everything freezes all at once, the music downstairs can no longer be heard as you completely focus on the man in front of you. You breathe out a small “what” before your brain goes into autopilot. You’re shoving him off you, pushing him away both physically and mentally as you start to close yourself off from him. This wasn’t how tonight was supposed to go, and now everything is ruined. 

Tom’s frozen, his feet stuck where they are as he tries to comprehend what the hell just happened. He can’t believe himself, how could he let his happen, how could he ruin the best thing he had going for him, god why did he have to be so stupid. 

Finally he finds his composer, just in time to see you open his bedroom door and quickly leave the room, he wants to chase after you. Wants nothing more than to go down the stairs and find you in the sea of people but he can’t bring himself to move. 

With a broken heart and a quivering lip he watches you completely remove yourself from him and he can’t help but think that he can’t fix it this time.

a/n: feedback is appreciated :)

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[holland-daydream]

Truth or Dare (part 2)

Pairing: Tom Holland x Fem!Reader x Harrison Osterfield

A/N: Here is part two for Truth or Dare, you can find part one here

Warning: Female submission, male domination, pure filthy smut, threesome. Only 18+, minors will be blocked

Word Count: 1.6k

You opened your eyes wide at the question, considering his previous reaction you had already discarded the idea that there was an upcoming threesome with him, and you had to admit his sudden disposition took you by surprise. Yet, being the tease that you are, decided to play it innocent. “What’s next? Sleep, like we said” you said, smiling widely at him. Harrison rolled his eyes at your teasing response and ignored it, looking directly at Tom “Dude, are you seriously okay with this?” “F’yeah mate, as far as she wants to take it, I’m down”. He said, looking at you. He sighed as a confirmation and walked along with you both.

“Did you bring your car? We can drop you off at y-“ you asked, friendly. “You ain’t dropping me anywhere, I’m staying at yours tonight”. He answered in a boldly way, which weirdly turned you on. He jumped in the back seat and Tom was driving, you shuffled through the music until finally deciding for 3 by Britney Spears. “Fitting” you thought. The silence in the car was overwhelming and uncomfortable, there was no way this could be turned into a sex scene in half an hour. You decided to bring up some small talking to avoid the cold to take over and keep the both engaged and out of their thoughts, in case they were overthinking the situation.

Your plan succeeded and by the time you reached home a few topics had been addressed, just trivial stuff such as what Netflix show were you binging on, but that was ok.

Harrison had stayed at your house multiple times and needed no guide, so you walked straight to the kitchen to prepare three glasses of wine and get everything clear before jumping at the action. Tom turned on the music, a slow and sensual music playlist, and let it play in the background at low volume. While Harrison was in the bathroom, he approached you. “Hey love” he started “are you sure about this, right? You know if anything goes wrong you can always speak and we’ll stop” he reassured you. He was the most caring person you had ever been with. “I know buds, I’m more worried about Haz. He doesn’t look too sure, I don’t wanna force this” you said, pouting. “He’ll be okay, this isn’t his first one” he said, raising your curiosity to know more about other stuff Haz had done. “Ask him” he jokingly said, brushing off the subject.

Harrison came from the bathroom and although he looked nervous, he walked firmly to you and grabbed the glass of wine. The silence took over again and you decided to finally put the subject on the table: “So, I’m up for anything you’re comfortable doing, Haz”. He choked on the wine and after recovering himself he nodded, “I’m up for everything” he answered. You laughed at his eagerness and found it cute. “But, is there anything you don’t like?” You really wanted to make everything clear so that everyone had fun. “Not really, I mean, I don’t like being the bottom one or anything like that” he said, mostly looking at Tom. “D’worry mate, I’m not into that either. The only bottom one will be y/n” he said. You blushed, you loved it when he talked about you like that, like a toy. Tom knew that, saw you blushing and jumped at the chance. He put down the glass of wine and slowly walked to you. “In fact…” he continued, standing behind you and wrapping his hands on your neck from behind, firmly holding you. He put his lips right next to your ear, “…she will be our bottom. She will be our toy, our little pleaser, because she is such a good girl, isn’t she?” you closed your eyes at the sound of his words, biting your lip and moaning “mhmm”, Tom pressed harder on your neck “mhmm what?” “mhmm Daddy” “Good girl”. Harrison just stood there watching, already hard just by watching you squirm at Tom’s words. “Baby, you know good girls don’t keep guests waiting. Come on, give Haz one of your special kisses” You locked eyes with Tom and left his embrace, quickly moved on to Harrison, grabbing his face and bringing your lips together, slowly introducing your tongue inside his mouth, you both moaning at the sensation. After a while you separated and grabbed his hands, you three walking towards the bedroom.

Tom grabbed you by the hair, forcing your eyes to meet his. “Undress”, you nodded and proceeded to undress yourself, eagerly. Tom and Harrison stood back and watched you, while Haz was still shy, Tom was having the time of his life.

So, you stood there completely naked in front of them, shyly waiting for them to say something.

“What are you waiting for, Haz?” Tom teased. “Cm’on baby, you know just how to make people feel good” he continued, with a smirk, and sat down on the armchair to watch the scene. You grabbed Haz by the wrist, helping him sit down on the bed, then proceeded to unbelt him and remove his trousers, while he was dazed by your actions. You slid down his underwear and gently grabbed his member with your hands, slowly licking it without losing eye contact with him. He bit his lip watching you, but when you put his whole member on your mouth, deep, he lost it and threw his head back overtaken by the pleasure. You continued to work your way with his cock, gagging and licking it, sucking and moving your hand, rejoicing yourself with the moans coming out of Harrison’s mouth. After some minutes he raised his head and mumbled “fuck, stop, I���m gonna cum”. You totally ignored his words and continued, being interrupted by Tom, who grabbed your hair and forced you to separate from Harrison. “Didn’t you hear him say stop?” your eyes were now meeting Tom’s, spit all over your face and your eyes a little dazed and watery. “I thought you were obedient, baby” he said, pretending to be disappointed. Truth is, he adored when you disobeyed because that gave him the chance to punish you. “s-sorry d-daddy” you mumbled.

Just by the hair, he threw you on the bed next to Harrison, face down ass up. You didn’t dare to raise your head, you knew better than that. You heard another belt unbuckling and knew it was Tom’s. “Fuck” you thought. And here it came, your ass was hit by the leather material, which left a pretty red mark on your ass but also a tingling sensation. You bit your lip to hold back the moan. “I ain’t hearing you” Tom said. “Thank you, Daddy” you said, loud enough for him to hear. He gave you 3 or 4 more strokes, all followed by a “Thank you, Daddy”, and your ass had gotten a bright red colour now. “Wanna try?” he asked Harrison. He grabbed Tom’s belt and imitated his gesture, giving you a light stroke which felt like tickles after Tom’s spankies. “You need to hit her stronger” Tom was trying to teach him, grabbing the belt. “Like this”, he said, hitting your ass so harsh that you jumped a little. Harrison grabbed the belt again and hit you, this time stronger. “Thank you…” you weren’t sure what to call Harrison. “Sir”, he said, finishing your sentence. “Thank you, Sir” you said, smiling at the name.

Tom sat on the bed in front of you, cupping your face into his hands. “How are you baby?” you kissed him “’m good”. “Alright, get on all fours” he commanded, and you obeyed. He slid down his jeans and placed his hips in front of your mouth. “I’m not gonna lie baby, I’m a bit jealous Haz got a blowjob and I didn’t. How bout you suck me off while he fucks you from behind, hmm?” you nodded with a smile and he slid down his boxers while you felt Haz getting positioned behind you, firmly grabbing your hips and slowly entering his member into you while you gagged on Tom’s cock. Haz was fucking you deeply, holding you so hard you thought he was going to bruise you, while Tom was holding your head against his cock so you gagged, drooled and choked on it. Your moans were silenced by having your mouth full and you could feel the orgasms build up. “Fuck, you’re so wet” Haz mumbled. “Baby, I’m gonna cum if you keep working me this well” Tom said. You were abandoned to the pleasure and couldn’t form a coherent sentence even if your mouth got freed from Tom. “Fuck baby” Tom muttered, holding you so hard you knew he was going to come soon. He did, filling your mouth, and then moving to the side, letting you fall down on the mattress with your mouth full of cum while Haz was still fucking you. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum too” Haz said, and Tom knew you had to be close too. He kneeled down, close to your ear, “Are you gonna be a good girl baby? Cum for Daddy, love” he whispered. You swallowed Tom’s cum and let yourself go into an orgasm, your contractions and moans were enough for Haz to finish and finally come inside of you, letting out a loud moan.

They laid down next to you while you still felt in a haze, sweating and smelling like sex. After your breathe had calmed down Tom was giving you kisses, cuddles and caresses. “Bubs, you should go to the bathroom” he advised, which you nodded, because you knew how important it was to go to the bathroom after having sex. You took the little time alone to compose yourself after returning with the boys. You laid down, and Haz started cuddling you. “So, how was it?” you asked them both. “Amazing” “Lovely” they both said. It didn’t take long until you all fell asleep.

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[tom-holland-parker]

Richkid!Tom x reader x Harrison Part 2

Part 1

Word count: 742

Note: I literally haven’t had the energy to write for so long and when I finally do want to write I break my fucking wrist. So ignoring all the pain that writing this caused, LITERALLY, here is the long awaited part 2 that people wanted. Hope you like it besties

Masterlist

“Baby, Look what you did to Harrison” Tom gestured to Harrison’s cock. You groaned as you felt Tom’s fingers move to your clit, “Why don’t you go help him out”

“Please” You weren’t sure what you were begging for, maybe it was for Tom to keep touching you or maybe it was for Harrison to fuck your mouth either way you wanted both, “I’ll be a good girl”

“Yeah you will” Tom kissed your temple, removing his fingers from your clit. You whimpered at the loss of his fingers as you opened your eyes to see Harrison walking closer to you, his hand in his pants fisting his cock. You moved to fall to your knees but Tom grabbed your arm, “Lets move to the living room”

You didn't protest, grabbing Harrison by the hand and moving him to the couch, “where do you want me?” You asked as you failed to take your eyes off his hardened cock.

“I want you bouncing on my cock like the perfect slut your daddy makes you out to be” Harrison’s hands moved to your hips as he pulled you closer. Your knees falling to the couch as your hands moved to grip his shoulders. You moaned as Harrison’s hands traveled over your body, not a spot untouched by him. 

A sudden unexpected slap on your ass caused your body to jolt forward. You looked up, eyes meeting Tom as he stood behind you, his hands moved to grab your neck, “be a good girl and do it just like daddy taught you to”

Heat flushed your body as you became filled with the need to please the two best friends. Without a second thought you guide Harrison’s cock to your hungry pussy, desperate for him to stretch you out. “Oh fuck-” Harrison moans as you moved down on him, your pussy so tight and wet.

“You’re so big” You moaned as you felt his hands move to your hips once again to guide your bounces. You leaned back into Tom as you felt his hands pet your hair, “Does that feel good baby?” He asked, already knowing the answer

“So good daddy” Your loud sounds of pleasure filling the room, “So fucking good”

Tom smiled as he looked down at you, his cock becoming hard again at the sight of you riding his best friend. Harrison was on cloud 9 with every single movement you made on his cock, “Fuck y/n just like that” His hand moved to rub your clit, “Such a good girl”

The tight circles being rubbed into your clit were sending you overboard, you gripped toms thigh as you came on Harrison’s cock. ”You can do better than that” Tom’s voice rang in your ears, “give him another one baby”

Tom smiled as your eyes rolled back, unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out, he grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him. No words were exchanged as you already knew what he wanted, you opened up and welcomed his cock with the warmth of your mouth.

The feeling was indescribable, being filled both ways at the same time. You’d spent countless nights getting yourself off to the idea of it but experiencing it was better than whatever your mind came up with.

Harrison’s eyes rolled back as he felt you squirt around him. He came deep inside you, pulling out just to enjoy the sight of his cum dripping out your ruined cunt, making a mess between the both of you.

Tom was relentless while fucking your throat, he was chasing his high and didn’t care how he got it. It didn’t take long before he was cumming in your mouth, if he had one weakness it was your mouth. Pulling out, he smiled as he saw the mess that was your face. Covered in sweat, drool, and now his cum dripping down your chin, there wasn’t a prettier sight.

He brought his fingers to your chin, scooping up the stray cum that didn’t make it to your mouth and put it on your tongue. You closed your eyes, enjoying sucking off the cum from his fingers, “That’s right baby, not a drop goes to waste”

When his fingers left your mouth you pouted. Harrison chuckled at the submissive state that you seemed so comfortable in. “Now get on your knees and clean Harrison up” Tom smiled as he grabbed your throat, “every single drop”

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[buck-nialled]

Take One - H. Holland Blurb

NOTE: this is my first harry imagine, hope you like it! also harry works at a photography company in this imagine and is currently suffering baby fever mkay cool glad we’re on the same page

WARNINGS: eludes to smut at the end but other than that, none.

SUMMARY: husband!harry photographs newborns and contracts baby fever. fortunatley, you’re no better.

“Angel!” Harry’s jubilant voice follows the unmistakable sound of your front door creaking open. You giggle to yourself as you continue folding the steaming clothes, still fresh from the dryer.

“In the bedroom!” You call out, already anticipating the feeling of his arms belting around your waist, and the familiar lens of his camera poking your back. While uncomfortable the first few times he forgot to remove his strapped camera from around his neck, the protuberance has grown on you.

“I just can’t help it.” You recall him mumbling on more than one occasion. “I get too excited to see you.”

This golden hour in your shared flat was no different. As soon as his heavy footsteps picked up on the house stairs, as did your heartbeat. The arms squeezed your waist next, then the camera nestled gently into your back, his unruly hair tickled your neck and–

You shivered at the newest addition–the cool exterior of his wedding band against your bare skin as his hands gilded beneath an old tee shirt you stole from the pile of clothes currently being folded.

“Today was so fun,” he never asked if you wanted to hear about his day because you always did. No matter if it was good or bad, his job always left him learning something new and coming straight home after to share it with you. Despite you being clueless about what EV compensation is or a stranger to white balance, you smiled and nodded anyway because his happiness was just that contagious. The tells that he’s suffered a phenomenal 9-5 were always there, too. He would bury his face into the crook between your neck and shoulder and plant a multitude of kisses there, while one of his hands glided to lock fingers with yours and squeeze it. And as a treat to himself–and you, as you will be listening to him jabber about his day in detail for the next hour–he always makes the same proposal.

“Let’s order Gregg’s for dinner.”

“Good day?” You query, topping the stack of folded clothes with a final sweatshirt before spinning to face him. He was practically glowing as he bounced on his toes–still clad in loafers with an unstoppable grin.

“Great day!” He corrects and reaches for his camera to bring up his most recent shots. We had these newborns come in today for their first photos.” You awe silently as he scrolls through some of the raw footage taken. Your eyes flickered from his work, back up to him. It seemed that with each colorful bow or animal onesie that flew past his eyes, his smile grew bigger.

“They were so cute!” He cooed, stopping at one in particular. The newborn child in the photo was presenting a sour face towards the lens. “This one reminds me of you.”

You yearn to argue, there is no denying the similarities. Especially towards the beginning of your relationship, Harry was keen on taking as many candids of you walking around your house, playing with Tessa, following your skincare routine, and several other mundane activities. The face the child is making in the photo is one, you too, have shown him on occasion. You simply laugh at the photo and elbow him in the side for the cheeky comment.

“In all seriousness, though. It got me thinking.”

“I never thought I’d see the day…” A gasp leaves you as you rest the palm of your hand on your chest.

“After they left, I couldn’t shake the thought of what you’d actually…look like.”  

“As a baby? Because my mother has three albums worth of photos. And you’ve seen nearly all of them.”

“No, no.” He shakes his head, curls flopping around before he brings his fingers through them. “What I mean to say is…I wonder what your baby–our baby will look like.” He breathes out, not daring to meet your eyes. He is bouncing on his heels yet again, fingers nervously fidgeting with the buttons on his camera.

“Oh,” you hum. A few seconds of silence pass between you two, neither knowing what to say.

Until you finally beckon him, “just one?”

“Huh?” His whiskey eyes travel upward to meet yours, a bit of curiosity lingering in them.”

“You said, baby. You only want to have one?” You inch closer to him, hands silently snaking up his back to reach the clip to his camera. When it becomes unclasped, you gently set the piece on the edge of the bed.

“Well, actually I’ve always felt good about two.”

“Of course.” You nod understandingly. “You are a twin, after all.”

“Right.” He chuckles, before getting choked up as you take him by the back of his neck and draw his body closer to yours.

“That’s also double the chance one of them will get your freckles.” You whisper as your noses caress one another.

“Or your laugh.” He mimics your hushed tone. 

“Or your curls.” You add.

“Or your dimples.” He suggests.

“Or your eyes.”

“Or your eyes.”

“Harry…” You start.

“Yes, angel?”

“Do you want to stop guessing, and try to find out?” Upon your recommendation, he begins walking forward until your legs meet the back of the bed and cause you to dip down, with his hand stabilizing your every move. When the two of you have proximity so near, his lips are smoothly brushing against yours. But before they can collide in a sweet reunion, he breathes out, just for confirmation:

“Take one?”

“Take one.”

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[marvelsangels]

I've no idea what I am doing anymore.

I recently started going to school again, and it's stressing me out sooo much, especially because everyone is younger than me and I'm a working student.

Aside from all of that, I want to write, but I don't even know what I want to write or if it will even be good. I feel so overwhelmed with ideas that I can't even put them into words.

And I think part of the reason why is I feel like I'm not doing enough with everything in my life (especially with organizing shit). Whenever something is just a lil unorganized, it drives me insane and yet I don't do anything about it!

Someone help me please.

#bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes one shot #steve rogers smut #steve rogers au #billy hargrove smut #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes dark smut #harrison osterfield au #bucky smut #winter soldier #james buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes #sergeant barnes #buckytony #bucky x reader #bucky x female reader #bucky au #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes #marvel

[cherry-holland]

Harrison Osterfield Masterlist

One-shots

safe haven 🥺

boyfriend 🥺

you are in love 🥺

baila conmigo 🔥

home 🥺

Blurbs

cozy night in 🥺

dress 🔥

going down 🔥

snuggles & cuddles 🥺

anxious heart 🥺💙

facetime calls 🔥

the most important meal of the day 🔥

cabin getaway 🔥

quarantine 🔥

“carry me to bed?” 🥺

“is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?” 🔥

Headcanons

dating a spanish girl (feat tom) 🥺🔥

#harrison osterfield #Harrison Osterfield blurb #Harrison Osterfield fic #Harrison Osterfield one shot #Harrison Osterfield fanfic #the irregulars #my writing

[thollandneedy]

I’m back, bitches

Hey guys! I know i was a long time away from here, but after thinking a lot, i decided to come back with my writing. These past moths, i’ve been struggling with depression and anxiety. My brain wasn’t working as it should, and i didn’t had enough energy/creativity to write. I started to focus on my fanfictions on Wattpad, because of the slow updates and more hours that i had to write my content. Now, i’m taking some medicines to help me with my depression, and i think that i’m ready for start doing what i love again. 

SO LET’S TO THIS SHIT. 

I gonna organize my profile and as soon as everything it’s in your proper place, you guys can send me your requests. I’m already warning that i’ll take some time to write and post, so try to don’t rush me please. Love you all, and i’m happy to be back  ❤

#tom holland #tom holland one shot #im back #harrison osterfield #peter parker #arvin russel imagine #nathan drake

[annathesillyfriend]

Did I want to make a big post to celebrate a full year of making rec lists? Yes. Did I completely forget about making this list til the last 2 hours of April? Maybe so 👀👀 Life's getting crazier and crazier and I'm not reading as many fics nowadays. I'd like to take this opportunity to let all the wonderful writers know that if i like and don't reblog your work, it means I haven't read it yet. I don't have a lot of free time right now and when I have the time, I don't have the energy to give proper feedback so I just mark fics to read later when I have both time and energy (unfortunately these moment are very rare 🤡).

Okay, back to business. Here are my favourite stories I've managed to read this month. Enjoy!

To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much!

To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It’s the least we can do to show our gratitude.

Also, please, mind the writers’ warnings!

🌷PETER PARKER🌷

predictive text by @rae-gar-targaryen

↳ one-shot, tasm!peter, i just want to make out with that man, is that too much to ask??

right person, wrong universe by @farfromharry

↳ one-shot, i am in pain 😬 (worht is tho)

the magic word by @ptergwen

↳ one-shot, this is a need not a want

words are futile devices by @full-time-make-believer

↳ one-shot, 18+, i'm 😫😫😫

wipe your blood off the concrete by @silkscream

↳ one-shot, 18+, best friends to lovers, let's give a round of applause for this beautiful piece of work

if i could die in your arms by @selfcarecap

↳ one-shot, 18+, peter x reader x peter, this is what i like to call good shit 😌

kiss me in th+e dark by @spidervee

↳ one-shot, 18+, when is best friend!peter gonna kiss me? 😭😭 if you're in need of a delicious tasm!peter story, V's blog is the place to go!

the spider and the sunflower by @/spidervee

↳ one-shot, 18+, tattoo artist!peter x florist@reader, see above ⬆

one last chance by @belovedholland

↳ one-shot, we love a good angsty story 👌

always waiting (for you to come home) by @peterbenjiparker

↳ one-shot, i love M in the 'i want to hold your hand' kind of way. she puts out banger after a banger!

🌷JOAQUIN TORRES🌷

assistant for the day by @ofstarsandvibranium

↳ one-shot, biker/flower shop au, joaquin and flowers just go so well together

take care of you like this. by @inklore

↳ one-shot, 18+, how to make people sweat in just 600 words

🌷MATT MURDOCK🌷

like a love letter by @bucky-murdock-moans

↳ one-shot, V really went straight for my heart here 😌

🌷BUCKY BARNES🌷

hands on by @angrythingstarlight

↳ one-shot, 18+, biker!bucky's hands. that's it, that's the fic

the list by @xbuchananbarnes

↳ one-shot, Dani's fics are a whole another level of good 🙌

bribe the super by @real-jane

↳ one-shot, just thinking about this story makes me smile like a mad woman, Kate I love you 💖💖

all this time by @jobean12-blog

↳ one-shot, 18+, neighbour!bucky, if you somehow don't know Jo yet, you need to know that she's the nicest person ever and such a talented writer and this story is a prove of that!

hat to hot by @jobean12-blog

↳ one-shot, 18+, here's another exaple if you don't believe me

the next step by @thecornerlot

↳ one-shot, my love for that man is out of control

🌷FRANK CASTLE🌷

complicated by @musingsinmoonlight

↳ one-shot, 18+, i don't often read frank fics but like 🥵

🌷STEVE ROGERS🌷

on va voir, ma chérie by @anika-ann

↳ one-shot, 18+, part of the attached series, my girl went wild in this one and i am so grateful 💖

love can only hurt like this by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

↳ one-shot, 18+, read this 2 weeks ago and i'm still not okay :')

🌷TOM HOLLAND🌷

together at dawn by @osterfield-holland-andcompany

↳ series, tom x reader but also harrison x reader, i love this story with every single cell of my body

nothing more, nothing less by @farfromharry

↳ one shot, roommate@tom x platonic!reader, what a great story!

(un)expected by @luciwritesstuff

↳ series, this is so GOOD. i don't have the words, hurt me at times but i love this story so so much 💕

🌷ANTHONY BRIDGERTON🌷

a lack of convincing by @benedictscanvas

↳ one shot, great story 🥰

it's a bad idea, me and you by @anthonysharmaa

↳ one shot, it's named after a song from my favourite musical, of course it's a good fic!

🌷BENEDICT BRIDGERTON🌷

paint with me by @magpiencrow

↳ one shot, rivals to lovers, stunning story 💕

forgive me by @benedictscanvas

↳ one shot, friends to lovers, pining, longing, all the good stuff

🌷BRUCE WAYNE🌷

sure as hell not jesus (but your saving me) by @greenorangevioletgrass

↳ one shot, 18+, another month another guy to obsses over because if Ava 😂

#april 2022 fic recs #fic recs #marvel fic recs #peter parker x reader #peter parker fic recs

[hazosterfeildandtomholland]

Requests 

Hey everyone!

now that I have lots of free time I thought I would start writing! But I’m a bit stuck i was thinking of writing a haz osterfield story with multiple parts but I have no ideas so I would love if you could help me with ideas on what the story should be about. Also feel free to request some one shots for Tom Holland of Harrison osterfield and I will try to do them but right now I want to fous on my has story when I get some ideas.

thanks so much can’t wait to see your ideas and get started

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[uglypastels]

So I see you’ve had your blog since 2019, what other fandoms did you write for? (If u did)

i started writing fics in 2015??? and it were some horribly shit youtuber fics on wattpad.

then i very briefly ventured off into harry potter, literally one or two about the weasley twins (x reader) and a sirius black one shot i think.

then on my previous blog i wrote some 5sos fics, dabbled in a riverdale fic 💀, and Teen Wolf- which was just Stiles and then also Dylan O'Brien.

soon after that i started this blog which had mostly just been MCU (99% peter parker) and Tom Holland and co. under which i will also include the Irregulars because of Harrison Osterfield

I had written a steve fic back in... whenever season 2 came out, so i guess that's always been a thing but i hadn't properly written for ST until last summer :))))

#uglypastels lore #lmao #uglypastels answers #anon

[petersasteria]

Hey, everyone! I'm planning to do themed one shots for the whole month of June. The theme is "quotes from RuPaul's Drag Race".

Tagging my very few mutuals to let them know im alive: @fanficparker @justasmisunderstoodasloki @tommysparker

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[faefictions]

Lonely People | Ch 15

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Word Count: 3582

Y/n did her best to not avoid Harrison after what happened. In class on Wednesday morning, they both did their best to act normal, as if they hadn’t kissed for the first time less than 48 hours prior, but Harrison was having a hard time hiding his giddiness, and y/n was having trouble pretending like it hadn’t deeply upset something in her.

She was still happy that it had happened, but the happiness was deeper than the dread that had risen to the surface. 

“Are you busy tonight?”

“Oh, yeah actually. Jace wanted to go out tonight, since we haven’t done anything in a while. You’re welcome to come though, I’m pretty sure that Sierra is bringing Tom.”

Harrison wasn’t going to turn down any chance he got at spending time with her, so of course he agreed to meet up with her and her roommates later that night. 

Y/n was happy to be hanging out with everyone in a normal setting with no immediate issue looming over her. Of course, the stuff going on with Harrison was still on her mind, but when she wasn’t alone with him, it didn’t feel so scary. 

Harrison was happy to be out with them as well. She seemed happier with Jace and Sierra around, and he didn’t have to try to save the conversation every few minutes. 

Y/n shared a shot with Sierra when they got to the party of the night, but Harrison noticed that she had been sipping on the same beer since then. It was a stark contrast to how he had seen her behave at other parties, and it was nice to not have to follow her around to make sure she wasn’t getting sick in the yard. 

Most of the night, y/n tried to stay by Harrison. Since she felt comfortable, she was trying to take it as a test run. Before she told Jace or Sierra. Before she committed to anything more than a small kiss. Before he found out anything else about her. That night was her opportunity to see how it would feel to be his, with everyone around to know. 

She slipped her hand in his when the others went to go get another drink. She could tell by how tipsy Sierra was getting, that they would be taking a few detours before they got back. She avoided Harrison’s gaze when he looked at her, wanting to make sure that their hands weren’t a mistake. But she didn’t pull away, and there was no way he was going to say something and make her feel like the gesture was unwelcome. 

The second their friends were back in sight, y/n nonchalantly slipped her hand out of his. He missed the warmth for a moment, but he was more than happy to let her test her own boundaries and find her comfort zone. 

That was the one thing he knew was coming with her. He knew that he was going to have to give her time to adjust to every little thing. He knew she said that she “didn’t do this kind of thing”, but he honestly had no idea if she had ever. If she had ever held hands, had butterflies, kissed her crush on the cheek. No matter what, he was just happy to be the one patiently waiting for her to get more comfortable with the concept. 

As the night progressed, y/n spent more time with Sierra. She felt bad about the fight that they had had less than a week prior, and although she had already apologized, she still wanted to make it up to her. 

She did end up having a relatively calm conversation with Sierra on the topic, although she hadn’t told her about the kiss. She wasn’t ready to get into the current details yet, but as far as both Jace and Sierra knew, Harrison knew at this point and that was as far as it was going for the time being. And y/n was just happy that they were both handling it as well as they were. 

Sierra insisted that y/n dance with her most of the night. She had been spending so much time with Tom since they had met, she missed having some alone time with her best friend. 

After 30 minutes of them working up a sweat, Sierra needed a refill for her drink. Y/n decided to make her way back to Jace and Harrison, who had been standing across the room talking about god knows what. 

She felt an overwhelming wave of happiness wash over her suddenly. Knowing that no one around her was suffering because of her anymore was the biggest thing, but seeing two of her favorite people get along, although circumstance would make it seem that they shouldn’t, really put a smile on her face. 

She had barely drank anything that night, and she felt present in the moment, and more than happy to soak it all in. 

But of course, just as things would get good in her life, something had to come to crash it all down. 

“Y/n?” she heard a familiar voice ask from behind her, just as she was about to reach her friends, and she instantly wished that she had been drunk for the interaction that was about to occur. 

She turned around to meet the girl face to face, someone she hadn’t seen in a few year, but she recognized instantly.

“Merissa? What are you doing here?” She tried her best to fake a smile, hoping to keep the interaction short and avoid any small talk trying to reminisce on the past. She knew that Harrison and Jace were within earshot, and she couldn’t risk them knowing anything that the girl in front of her might know. 

“I’m visiting my little cousin. It’s the end of her first semester, and I wanted to congratulate her for making it through. I think we both know how hard the first year is,” she laughed, completely oblivious to the discomfort she was causing the girl across from her. 

“It’s really nice to see you, I hope your cousin had a good semester, I gotta get back to my friends though.”

“Oh, ok, really quick though, I wanted to ask you how you’ve been since…. well you know.”

“Oh, I’ve been doing alright. It gets easier every day, you know.”

“Good! I’m glad to hear that. I know senior year was really hard for you after it all happened. It’s nice to see you doing so much better. And it’s so weird that I ran into you tonight actually, I literally ran into Ian like 2 days ago. Small world.”

“What?”

“I mean what are the odds that I run into both of you in the same week.”

“You mean here? Like in town?”

“No, it was back home. I was just getting some snacks for my drive here, and he was in the same checkout line. He actually asked about you, I had no idea you two weren’t talking anymore.”

“Yeah, things happen. Do me a favor, if you see him again, don’t tell him you ran into me.”

“Things ended that badly?”

“Yeah, you could say that. Anyway, I really gotta get back to my friends, it was really nice seeing you though.”

She didn’t even give Merissa a chance to reply before she turned and rushed over towards Harrison and Jace, but she didn’t stop when she reached them. She continued past them and didn’t pause until she reached the first bottle of liquor she could find. 

Harrison and Jace had both tuned into the conversation halfway through, and of course they both had questions. They had no clue what could have happened to her during her senior year that could have been such a big deal, and who Ian was. It was even weirder knowing that some girl that wasn’t extremely close with y/n knew more about her than they did. 

They both decided to follow her, knowing that her body language wasn’t a good sign. Jace let Harrison take the lead, hoping that he would be able to do what he had never been able to; calm her down. 

Harrison approached her from behind, being careful not to touch her. He had learned his lesson from Robin. 

“Hey, everything ok?” he asked her gently, trying not to startle her, but still having to project his voice over the music. 

“Yeah, why?”

“Who was that?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she couldn’t even look him in the eye as she poured her cup half full of rum. 

“Y/n, Jace and I both saw you talking to that girl before you stormed off. And you don’t seem ok anymore.”

“I don’t want to talk about it. Just please let me have this drink and forget she ever talked to me.”

Harrison peaked at Jace over his shoulder, and they shared a confused and worried look before they witnessed her downing the cup of rum in less than 5 seconds. 

“Y/n, come on,” Harrison sighed, taking the now empty cup from her and setting it on the counter before he guided her back to where they had been standing before. 

She knew he was upset, but she couldn’t give less of a fuck. It wasn’t that she didn’t care about how he felt, she just couldn’t focus on anything but herself anymore. She had finally gotten past her need to stick to survival instincts, but here she was yet again, sent right back to the starting line. 

For the rest of the night, Harrison was trying his best to keep an eye on her. He didn’t want her running off and getting into any more trouble. He had no idea what was going through her head, but he knew it wasn’t good, and he didn’t want her to be alone with that. He also didn’t want to walk in on her assaulting anyone with utensils again. 

Jace did his best to keep a close proximity as well. He knew better than to overwhelm her with his presence, but the worry that Harrison was carrying was almost contagious. 

They stopped worrying as much when she visibly calmed down, but they weren’t aware that they were mistaking her dissociation with peace. She quickly got to the point of inability to process her surroundings, and she decided to take advantage of their false interpretations to get a second alone. 

“Hey Haz, I need to use the bathroom. Could you go find me some water and meet me back here?” 

She used her best pout to get him to agree, and of course he wasn’t able to turn her down, so they parted ways for the first time in an hour. She found the closest bathroom without someone already inside, and locked the door behind her. 

She tried splashing some water in her face to calm down to no avail. Staring in the mirror at herself wasn’t helping any either, but she couldn’t stop. She zoned out completely, directing every single moment that had brought her here. Every single mistake she had made that had ruined things for her. 

She could barely stand the sight of herself anymore when she got the urge to vomit. This time it wasn’t the alcohol. It wasn’t anything that she had put in her system, it was pure self loathing and anxiety. 

Harrison returned to his spot by Jace, patiently waiting for her to return, while he continued to talk to Jace about anything and everything. He started to wonder why Jace got along with him so well. Even he knew how much he liked y/n, and how much he cared for her well being. 

“Can I ask you something?”

Jace took a sip of his drink, and raised his eyebrows to prompt him to continue.

“How do you not hate me?”

“Why would I?” he chuckled. 

“I mean, I know about what happened between the two of you, and that wasn’t that long ago. If the roles were reversed, I would want to bash your head in. But I mean, maybe you’re just really good at hiding that,” Harrison laughed nervously, but the question was sincere. 

“You want my honest answer?”

“Please.”

“I do want to bash your head in sometimes, but it has nothing to do with you. Sure, I really liked her, and I still do. But all I want is for her to be happy, and I guess I wasn’t it for her.” 

Harrison felt bad hearing the answer, he had no idea how to reply, so he just stood silently as Jace went on. 

“I just need to get over her, and that is going to take time. I think we both know how amazing she is. But honestly, if anyone is going to be it for her, it’s you, and I am more than ok with that.” 

They both shared an awkward smile, but neither of them regretted the conversation. But in true “bro” fashion, they had to change the topic immediately, so there was no dwelling on the emotions. 

“Speaking of y/n, where did she go?” Jace asked, suddenly aware of her prolonged absence. 

“She went to the bathroom. I think I’m going to go check on her though, she may have gotten sick from that cup of rum she downed.”

“Good call, I’ll be here,” Jace smiled. 

Harrison made his way to the closest bathroom, but it was empty, and he knew that the search for her may be more difficult than he first thought. It took him 15 minutes to find every bathroom in the house and make sure she wasn’t in any of them. He didn’t start to panic until he realized that she didn’t sneak off to pour herself another drink either. 

He quickly made his way back to Jace to see if she had returned, but of course she wasn’t there either. 

He made sure to ask Jace if he had seen her at all before he ran off to find Sierra and Tom to check with them as well. Once they all realized she was missing, they knew it was time to go home. 

They were each hoping that she would be at home, and that they wouldn’t be having a repeat of the last time she disappeared. They still had no idea where she had gone that night, so none of them knew where else they could possibly look. Tom and Sierra decided to head back to Tom and Harrison’s apartment, just as a last ditch effort to find her, while Harrison and Jace went back to the other apartment. 

She wasn’t at either. 

Jace tried calling her as Harrison texted Tom, but she didn’t pick up. 

They remained in silence while they waited for Tom to drive himself and Sierra over. They both knew why she disappeared, but the reasoning behind it still remained a mystery. The girl had only brought up high school, and possibly a high school friend. To any normal person, that may be annoying at worst, but no where near enough to make someone disappear. 

“Jace, she isn’t going to pick up,” Harrison sighed, witnessing the other boy dial her number for possibly the 20th time since they got home. 

“Why don’t you try?” 

“Trust me, if she isn’t going to pick up for you, she isn’t going to pick up for me.”

“For my sake, will you please just try?”

Harrison sighed and gave in, pulling his phone back out and dialing her number. Just as he predicted, she didn’t pick up. The phone just kept ringing until it finally reached her voicemail. And that was the worst part. She wasn’t sending it to voicemail, it just kept ringing. He had no way of knowing if she was ok. 

When Tom and Sierra arrived, they all tried to brainstorm where she could have gone. Most of the local businesses were closed, there weren’t any other parties going on within walking distance of where she had left, and they were left hoping that the lack of sirens outside meant that she hadn’t gotten hurt. 

“I mean she has to know someone besides just us, are we sure she isn’t at a friends house?” Tom chimed in as they were running out of ideas. 

“I don’t think so, the only other people she talks to are classmates that she needs notes from,” Sierra groaned, more stressed than she was scared. 

Harrison was barely paying attention to the conversation anymore, but he checked back in to that last part, and suddenly he knew. He barely had time to explain himself before he was out the door, shouting something along the lines of him being back with her soon. 

The rest of them weren’t sure how to react, because of course they didn’t want to just sit back and relax in hope that he knew where she was, but they had no idea what else they could do, so they sat in almost complete silence, keeping an eye on their phones to make sure they wouldn’t miss any updates. 

Harrison hadn’t realized that he had no idea where he was going until he was already out of the building. He quickly searched his contacts, hoping that he had someone in his phone that could help him find a direction. 

Of course, he didn’t run in the right friend groups, so he was at a dead end, but he wasn’t ready to give up. 

He continued to walk slowly as he tried to call her one more time, and to his pleasant surprise, it didn’t go to voicemail. 

“Hello?” He heard a male voice answer, but he knew who it was instantly, and he had been right. 

“Where are you guys Robin?”

“Give me a minute, I’ll send you my address. But don’t tell her I told you, ok? I don’t want her going somewhere else next time something like this happens.”

“Deal.”

As promised, Harrison received a text a moment later, presumably from Robin’s phone, and he rushed in the right direction. 

When he reached the door, he started to get cold feet. He didn’t know what state she would be in behind that door. She could be delirious, she could be crying, she could be cowering, or she could be completely fine. So he approached cautiously and lightly knocked on the door. He only had to wait a moment before Robin slightly cracked open the door, almost seeming like he needed to check that it was really Harrison before he opened it all the way. 

“Hey, she’s in my bathroom right now. She’s pretty sick. I can tell her you’re here, but please for the love of god, don’t leave her alone tonight. You have no idea how serious I am about that.” 

“Nice to see you too,” Harrison joked out of pure awkwardness, but the joke didn’t land. 

Robin let Harrison in to the living room as he made his way down the hall to find y/n. Harrison could hear their muffles conversation through the door, and while he couldn’t tell exactly what was being said, he knew that she wasn’t too happy with his presence. He tried his best to not let that hurt his ego. 

“How did he even know I was here?” She asked Robin while her body thankfully gave her a break from the dry heaving. 

“I don’t know, but he’s here. I think you should talk to him.”

“Are you fucking crazy? You heard what I said earlier right? I am in no mood to talk to anyone else right now.”

“I know, but… y/n he’s here. Even if you don’t want to talk to him about what’s going on, I think you should at least just go show him you’re ok. He seems really worried about you.”

“I’m worried about me too, dipshit. And I wanna get that all sorted out before I even think about bringing him into this situation.”

“Y/n, nothing happened. You ran into Merissa, she said it was nice to see you. That was it, why-“

“Don’t do this again. Please for the love of God, Robin. We’ve been through this once.”

He paused, not knowing what else to say. She was right. Of course, last time was worse, at least in his opinion, but he knew that she was likely to shut down again, and he didn’t want that for her or himself. 

“Ok, you’re right. But that doesn’t change the fact that he is here and worried about you. And what are you planning on doing? Hiding here for the rest of your life?”

“I don’t know, I think I could die happy in your shower. Seems cozy.” 

“I’ll tell him you’ll be out in a minute.” 

“Robbie-“

Before she could finish protesting, the door shut behind him as he made his way back out to Harrison. 

This was not how she was expecting the night to go, even after she had ran into Merissa. She knew she couldn’t stay at Robin’s forever, and she knew that she was going to worry Harrison and her roommates, but she didn’t think it through as she left the party. She needed out, so she got out. 

She tried to regain composure in the following minutes. It felt almost impossible to calm herself down alone, but she tried her best, and once the nausea started to subside, she slowly made her way out to the living room. 

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[etoileholland]

my brother’s best friend

@sunkisseddreamer​ asked: i L O V E D that social media au sm it was so so cute and i was wondering if you could do one like a holland!reader dating harrison ?? or like the other way around (being harrisons sister and dating tom??)) 

Pairing: Holland!Reader x Harrison Osterfield

Warnings: none

a/n: thank you for requesting this and I hope you enjoy! Please let me know if you want to be added/removed from my taglist. I will post an actual one shot soon so stay tuned :) also this made me realise how single I am oof

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hazosterfield hi hello I love my girlfriend

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yourusername and I love you more 🥰 @hazosterfield

paddyholland2003 please get a room I beg of you

yourusername @paddyholland2003 I already have one lil bro and it’s right next to yours ;) 

zendaya y’all are so cute ahhhh

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yourusername tell me why Harrison is so photogenic all the time

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hazosterfield @yourusername because I’m devilishly handsome, that’s why 😏

tuwaine @hazosterfield div are you wearing sunglasses on top of your regular glasses 😂

hazosterfield @tuwaine piss off mate you know I’m blind

yourusername @hazosterfield @tuwaine I love my blind dork 😊

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yourusername a foggy day in London with Haz 💛 thank you lil bro @harryholland64 for being the third wheel and taking photos of us all day

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hazosterfield ❤ love you

harryholland64 ya you’re welcome big sis, you owe me 

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[cherry-holland]

So I’m sat here writing chapters for TLTWTS, and I am having a major writer’s block, so I figure why not clear that block out with requests??

Send yalls requests away!! It can be a blurb, headcannon, one shot… you choose!!

Here are the characters/people I write for currently/will write for:

Tom Holland

Harrison Osterfield

Peter Parker

Drew Starkey

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Fred and George Weasley

Maurauders Era characters (i.e.: James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Regulus Black)

Neville Longbottom

Ron Weasley

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Aaron Taylor-Johnson

Harry Styles

If you want a specific person, please feel free to ask!! Also I’m gonna be tagging some awesome people to help boost this 💕 @osterfield-holland-andcompany @stuckonspidey @sunshineperriee @cumholland @thirsttrapholland

#lele speaks #harry styles #drew starkey #tom holland #harrison osterfield #harry potter #draco malfoy #fred weasley #george weasley #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #regulus black #aaron taylor johnson #neville longbottom #golden era #maurauders #maurauders era #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #ron weasley