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buck-nialled · 2 years

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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.”

“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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vanteguccir · 3 months

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hornyaquarius · 8 months

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Masterlist for my smut stories/ fanfics

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Harrison Osterfield & Harry Holland

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Harry Holland & Tom Holland

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Anthony Keyvan & Reader

Tom Holland & Harrison Osterfield

Tom Holland & Kit Connor

Kit Connor & Mason Gooding

Leo Howard & Charles Melton

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Froy Gutierrez & Zane Phillips

Peter Parker & Johnny Storm

Gavin Casalegno & Gregg Sulkin

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Rudy Pankow & Anthony Keyvan

Jacob Rott & Asher Angel & Nico Greetham & Taron Egerton

KJ Apa & Noah Beck

Nico Greetham & Milo Manheim - HALLOWEEN SPECIAL PART 1

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jahayla-parker · 1 year

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TikTok Prank Preference: Stuck Tampon

Description: blurb preference with the characters/people below based on the viral TikTok prank where the person pretend they have a tampon stuck and need their partner to help them to see how they react.

Warnings: mentions of period related items and topics, minimally suggestive words, otherwise fluff

Characters/people for this preference: Tom Holland, Peter Parker, Harry Holland, Sam Holland, Harrison Osterfield, Freddy Carter, Kaz Brekker, Jesper Fahey, Cardan Greenbriar, Aaron Warner Anderson, Pin Hawthorne, and Austin Butler

Tom Holland

“Tomm…” y/n mumbled.

Tom peaked his head into the bathroom, eyes meeting her’s instantly.

“I… uhhh…. I have an issue” she whispered.

Tom raised his eyebrow at her and stepped into their bathroom, closing the door behind him

“What’s happening love?” He asked, grabbing her hand.

“So… uhh… I’m on my period…” y/n explained slowly.

Tom nodded, “did you need me to go to the store?”

Y/n smiled at how sweet he was but shook her head, looking away.

“Okay, then what is it darling?” He asked, using his thumb to lift her head back up to look at him.

“I… my tampon is… stuck” she said, looking out the corner of her eyes nervously.

“Oh” Tom said breathlessly but quickly pulled himself together, “okay. Let’s figure this out”.

“Wait, what?” Y/n asked, looking back at him with sad eyes.

“Love, it’s alright” he cooed, stroking her cheek, “we’ll get it out hmm?”

She gave him a thankful smile to which he responded by kissing her forehead delicately and lifting her onto the bathroom counter.

“So… just talk me through it yeah?” He asked shyly.

“Tom” she blushed, reaching forward to stop him.

“Darling, nothing to be shy about, I’ve seen it all before, and it’s not your fault it’s stuck” he encouraged.

Y/n giggled, burying her head into his shoulder.

She pulled back and pointed to her camera, “it’s a TikTok prank babe”.

Tom huffed, his cheeks reddening as he lifted her back to the ground.

“I couldn’t resist, but you were so sweet” she smiled, kissing his cheek.

Tom blushed more, wrapping his arm around her waist, “just as long as you know you can come to me if that really happened”.

Peter Parker

“Ummmm Peter?” Y/n called, walking into their apartment’s living room.

Peter looked up from his laptop and gave her a bright smile and nodded.

“So I uhh… Nevermind I’ll ask MJ” she rambled, looking down and playing with her hands.

Peter sighed, quickly setting his laptop to the side and walking to his girlfriend.

“Why MJ?” He frowned, pulling her to him.

Y/n laughed nervously, “it’s.. a girl thing Peter”.

“Oh” he whispered, his cheek warming up as it rested on her shoulder.

“Well maybe I can still help?” He offered, drawing shapes on her back through his sweatshirt she was wearing.

“Oh, thank you Peter” she said, squeezing him, “but I don’t think you’re going to want to do that”.

“Sure I do!” Peter gasped, pulling back to show his offended facial expressions.

Y/n bit her lip, “Peter…”

Peter’s frown deepened as he whined, “please let me help?”

“Peter-“ y/n began slowly.

“Please, I’ll do my best! I w-“ He argued.

“Peter, my tampon is stuck!” She blurted, cutting him off.

Peter’s eyes widened and his cheeks turned so red they’d have blended in with his Spider-Man suit if he had it on.

“Oh… okaay… umm…” Peter rambled anxiously.

“I’ll just call MJ and -“ y/n suggested.

Peter shook his head rapidly, “no, no. I’ll figure this out. Let me research this”.

“What?! What’re you looking up?” Y/n gasped as Peter rushed to his computer.

“The best way to help get a stuck tampon out” Peter said simply, typing away.

“Babe” y/n giggled, resting her hand on his over the keyboard.

“This article says I can simply use my hand, so-“ Peter began, reading off the instruction from the website he clicked on.

“Peter” y/n said, kissing his cheek, “it was a prank”.

“What?” He asked, turning to face her.

“It is a TikTok trend Pete; if it helps, you passed” y/n shrugs with a smile.

Peter shook his head, “of course I did, I wasn’t going to just leave it in there”.

Y/n laughed and pulled him to her for a hug.

Harry Holland

“Baz! Can you come here please?” Y/n shouted.

Harry knocked before slowly opening the bathroom door, “love?”

“I need your help” she stated, causing an instant wave of confusion to take over his features.

Harry rubbed the back of his neck, “with?”

Y/n looked away from him as she slowly sat on the closed toilet lid, “my tampon is stuck Baz”

Harry froze, staring at her in shock as he opened and closed his mouth silently.

Y/n looked up as he started to exit the bathroom, “are you just leaving me here?”

“Don’t be dramatic” Harry scoffed, “I’m getting reinforcements “.

Y/n jumped up, grabbing her phone and running to catch up with him, “reinforcements?!”

“Love I don’t know what to do, but I’m sure mum does” Harry explained, grabbing his phone from where he abandoned it on the couch moments ago.

“No!” Y/n laughed, taking the phone from his hand.

“Y/n, I’m clueless on this” Harry groaned, reaching for his phone.

“That’s fine cause it’s a prank” y/n informed him, giving him a cheesy grin.

Harry stared at her, trying to see if she was lying or not.

He smirked, grabbing his phone back from her, “you can never be too sure”.

“Holland don’t you dare!” Y/n gasped, putting her phone down as she chased her boyfriend around their flat.

Sam Holland

“Darling?” Sam called, knocking on their bathroom door.

Y/n had intentionally sat in the bathroom for far longer than normal, waiting to see if he noticed.

“I… I’ll be out soon” y/n breathily laughed.

Sam sighed softly, “are you okay?”

Y/n bit her lip as she took one last deep breath to compose herself for the prank.

“Y-yeah Sammy. I’ll be out soon.. okay?” She asked quietly.

“Y/n, can I come in?” He asked, resting his hand on the door handle.

“Why?” She asked with a fake panic.

Sam laughed nervously, “because you’re scaring me honey, can I please come in?”

“Umm one sec” y/n shouted, making a lot of noise and running the sink.

She held a towel in her hands as she opened the door for her boyfriend with a sheepish smile.

“What’s going on?” Sam asked, surveying the bathroom for clues.

“Nothing” she said, looking away as she hung the towel up.

“Darling,” Sam warned softly, grabbing her hand.

She sighed, peering up into his eyes, “my tampon is… stuck”.

Sam’s mouth opened slightly before he nodded.

“How do I help? Should I get ummm” he rambled, his eyes darting around the room, “ooh! Tongs?”

“No! You’re not using tongs down there Sam!” Y/n gasped, laughing.

Sam thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement, “Turkey baster?”

Y/N’s jaw dropped, “what?!”

“You know… the suction? It could pull it out” Sam shrugged.

“No kitchen utensils!” Y/n sighed, rubbing her head.

Sam bit his lip, “okay, well I’m coming up with ideas, you tell me one then”.

“Sam your ideas all involve medieval torture” y/n joked, “thank god it was a prank!”

Sam let out a sigh of relief before crossing his arms over his chest, “you were pranking me?”

Y/n giggled shyly and nodded, “good thing too cause now I know who not to come to!”

Haz (Harrison) Osterfield

“Okay, okay, go” y/n giggled, shoving Charlotte back to their living room, “he’ll be home soon”.

Charlotte laughed and raced back, throwing herself on her brother’s couch to wait.

Y/n set up her phone’s camera in the corner between their towel rack and toothbrush holder.

“Darling?” Harrison called out, “Charlotte says you’ve been in there a while”.

Y/n suppressed her laughter over the fact Charlotte wasn’t supposed to even say anything but was clearly eager.

“Ummm yeah, sorry” y/n sighed, making Harrison knock on the door.

“I’ll be out. I just… need a minute “ y/n lied.

“I’m coming in love” Harrison said, slowly opening the door so she had the chance to stop him.

Harrison walked to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, “are you just hanging out in here?”

Y/n laughed and slapped his arm playfully, “of course not”.

“Well, you’re completely dressed and standing alone in the bathroom, what else am I to expect?” Harrison teased, brushing some hair from her eyes.

Y/n rolled her eyes, “it’s not that”.

“Then what is it?” Harrison asked, his voice sounding concerned again.

“Do you really want to know?” Y/n asked as she bit her lip.

Harrison looked and ensured the bathroom door was shut before nodding, “of course”.

“My… tampon… is… well, it’s stuck” y/n muttered.

“In you?” Harrison blurted without thinking.

Y/n laughed and sighed, “yeah, duh”.

Harrison shook his head to focus, quickly stepping back and grabbing her shoulders, “okay… let me think”.

“It’s okay, I -“ y/n began but he shook his head.

Harrison’s eyes snapped to her’s as an idea formed in his mind, “okay, I got it”.

Y/n raised an eyebrow questioningly at him.

“Sit here” he said, pressing onto the wall of the bathtub.

“Umm what?” Y/n asked quietly, doing as he said.

“I will kneel down and we’ll get this fixed” he offered.

Y/n grinned, leaning forward and kissing him, “I love you Haz, but that’s not needed”.

Harrison rolled his eyes, “it’s not a big deal, just-“

She laughed, cupping his cheek with her hand, “it’s a TikTok prank baby”.

Harrison looked around for the camera, noticing it just as y/n pointed it out.

“You’re lucky I love you” he teased, grabbing the camera.

“Clearly” she grinned, making him blush.

Freddy Carter

“Love, I got your text, where are you?” Freddy asked as he entered their flat, setting the groceries on the floor by the front door.

“Bathroom” y/n mumbled, Freddy noticing the shyness in her voice.

“You said you need help?” He asked, knocking on the door.

“Come in please Freddy” she whispered.

Freddy opened the door, walking to her and grabbing her hand, “what’s happening?”

Y/n giggled, rubbing a hand over her face in embarrassment, “I managed to get my tampon… stuck”.

Freddy bit his lip as he watched her look up at him innocently.

She sighed with a smile, “I know”.

Freddy laughed softly, “good, well done love”.

Y/n rolled her eyes at his typical line when she made a fool of herself, and crossed her arms.

“Alright, alright “ he said, composing himself, “it’s no longer funny. How can I help love?”

Y/n bit her lip and shrugged, “it’s really stuck. I’ve tried for like twenty before texting you”.

“Pretty girl, why didn’t you call me? I would’ve come faster to help” Freddy sighed, guiding her to the toilet.

“It’s awkward” y/n mumbled.

Freddy delicately pushed her to sit down, kissing the top of her head, “no it’s not, now I’m going to need you to lower your trousers and then -“

“Freddy-“ y/n said, grabbing his hand.

Freddy looked down at her and nodded as he waited for an explanation for her hesitation.

“I really appreciate you baby, but it’s just a TikTok prank, Amita suggested it” y/n giggled, squeezing his hand.

Freddy paused for a moment, “alright, so you’re okay?”

Y/n stood up before him, kissing his cheek, “yeah, thank you”.

Freddy laughed and shook his head, “good, now help me with the groceries?”

Kaz Brekker

“Inej, no” y/n sighed, annoyed that in her drunken state Jesper convinced her to have you prank Kaz.

“Why?” Inej whined.

“Because you know how he is with touch” y/n argued firmly.

“He doesn’t have to actually touch tou, just see how he’d try to help or if he’d ignore it “ she pressed.

“Inej, no” y/n repeated, standing up and walking to Kaz’s room.

She frowned upon seeing the room was empty but she sat down at his desk anyways and grabbed the book next to her.

When Kaz entered his room, he hesitated for a moment, seeing y/n resting her head in a book on his desk.

He tried to tell himself that while her posture showed she was uncomfortable it was due to her position not what Inej told him.

Kaz wasn’t sure why Inej had told him such a personal matter in the first place, but he knew she was unusually drunk.

As y/n seemed to notice his presence, she shifted in her seat to stretch and loosen her muscles from the bad position she was in.

But Kaz took it as a sign that Inej was correct.

He sighed, slowly walking to y/n as she smiled at him.

Kaz paused just before her and his eyes ran up and down her body as he tried to think of a plan to help her without touching her.

He knew it was futile but he couldn’t ignore it either, especially after Inej went into vigorous detail about what could happen if the tampon was left inside y/n too long.

“Kaz?” Y/n asked, noticing his higher than normal level of apprehension.

“I… I don’t think I can do it y/n” Kaz sighed, his eyes on his gloved hands.

“Do, what?” She pressed, staring at him in confusion.

“Help you” he sighed, his jaw clenching in frustration with himself, “I’m not there yet”.

Y/n tilted her head to the side as she examined his eyes for any clue as to what was going on, “Kaz, I-“.

He shook his head, gripping his cane tighter, “I cannot. Inej is of no use at the moment. I will get Nina”.

She watched as Kaz turned abruptly towards his door.

“Kaz, I don’t need Nina. What are you talking about?” She asked, standing up behind him.

“Your… disposition. Inej informed me” Kaz stated, his back to her.

“My..-? Oh, Kaz, ignore her” y/n said as she caught on.

Kaz turned back to y/n, “I will not. You need help. I may not be able to but I can make sure Nina does”.

Y/n smiled and walked to him, slowly setting her hand over his on his cane to allow him the chance to pull away or stop her.

“Inej wanted me to prank you. I told her no. I guess she took it upon herself” y/n explained, smiling sympathetically at him.

“You are not at risk of poor health then?” Kaz clarified, the concern showing in his eyes.

“I mean, we live in Ketterdam so that’s a constant possibility, but no, I don’t have a tampon stuck, and no I’m not at any increased health risk Kaz” she promised.

Kaz turned his hand over to hold her’s for a moment as he nodded and let his features relax.

Y/n smiled and lead him back to his desk so he could sit.

While she wasn’t pleased Inej pushed it, she was proud of her boyfriend for finding his own way to help her.

Jesper Fahey

“You what?” Jesper asked, setting his whiskey down.

“Don’t make me repeat it” y/n groaned.

Jesper laughed and dropped his arm around her shoulders, “then let’s go”.

“Where?” She asked as he lead her through the crowd that had entered the crow’s club that night.

“To the restroom to take care of this” he shrugged.

“And how exactly are you planning on doing that Jesper?” Y/n laughed.

“Darling, you should know I’m well skilled with my hands” Jesper winked.

“Jes!” She gasped, smacking his arm.

“What?!” He feigned innocence, “you’ve seen me take apart my guns to clean them. This is not much different”.

Y/n rolled her eyes as she knew that was not what he was referring to mere seconds before.

“It is very different, thank you very much!” She argued.

Jesper smirked and shrugged as he pushed the bathroom door open after no one responded when he knocked, “you know I’m always gentle”.

Y/n grumbled, “I hate you”.

Jesper laughed, “if you say so, now stand here”.

“Jesper, stop” y/n laughed, pushing him back.

He sighed, looking into her eyes, “I’ll stop joking, but we do need to fix this”.

Y/n smiled, “it was a prank Jes”.

Jesper frowned, “you mean..”

She nodded, kissing his cheek, “thanks for helping me win the bet though!”

Jesper groaned as he followed her back out into the club, “you better split the winnings with me!”

Cardan Greenbriar

“Yes my sweet nemesis?” Cardan mumbles, glancing up from his slouched position on his lounge chair in his bedroom.

“I could use some assistance” y/n whispered.

“With?” He asks, setting his gold rimmed chalice down before standing.

“You may not be interested..” she sighs, looking away.

“I beg your pardon, you cannot truly think I would chose to not assist you” Cardan scoffs, lifting y/N’s hand to his stained lips.

“Cardan… it’s just… my tampon is stuck” y/n explains slowly.

“This is a mortal thing yes?” Cardan questions with a slight tilt of his head, the tip of his ear peaking through the curtain of his loose hair.

She nods, “which is why, I think you may need to get my sist-“.

Cardan cuts y/n off with a gentle kiss to her lips, “I understand the summation, but my Queen, I plead you let me try first on my own”.

“You’re willing to…” y/n trailed off, staring into his kind eyes.

“You need not act as if that is anything new my dear” he smirked, pulling her hand towards their adjoined bathroom.

“Cardan” She giggles, tugging him back, “it’s a prank”.

“A… prank?” He questions, staring at her.

“Basically a joke or trick for comedic purposes” y/n explains with a smile.

Cardan’s eyes darken slightly as he shakes his head, “ever the trickster aren’t you my beautiful y/n”.

She blushes as she watches him flop back onto the lounge chair and resume his drinking.

Aaron Warner (Anderson)

“Honey, I’m going to need some help in here” y/n said, knowing Aaron would rush right in.

Just as suspected, her boyfriend busted into the bathroom within seconds.

“How can I help you love?” He asked, scanning her for any injuries.

“So… ummm” she mumbled, biting her lip.

Aaron sighed tenderly, “love, don’t be shy. Not with me”.

He was being so gentle she felt bad for pranking him, but she needed to beat Kenji.

“I got a tampon stuck” she told him, eyes wide as she looked into his green eyes.

“Not a problem love,” he stated, picking her up and setting her on the bench next to the counter.

“Aaron-“ she giggled, grabbing his hand.

“It’s okay gorgeous, just lift your hips for me love” he instructed, reaching for her waistband.

“Babe, stop” She whispered, smiling at him “ it was a prank”.

Aaron furrowed his eyebrows as he stepped back and gave her a questioning look.

She bit her lip and shrugged innocently, “Kenji said that no guy would ever-“.

“You did this to prove a point to Kenji?” Aaron asked teasingly.

She nodded with a shy smile, “oops?”

Aaron chuckled and shook his head, scooping her into his arms as he began tickling her, “you’re going to pay for that my love”.

Pin Hawthorne

“I can’t right now Pin” y/n sighed, walking out of the restroom.

“Why?” He sighed, leaning against the doorframe, “it’ll be short and we’ll have dinner after”.

“I have to umm.. hang out here for a bit” She explained.

Pin squinted at her, “everyone’s left, unless you’re the horse thief I’m not sure why you’d stick around”.

Y/n scoffed and crossed her arms over her chest as she playfully glared at him.

“I’m kidding” Pin grinned, putting his palms up in the air, “but why are you staying here?”

“I have to take care of something” y/n muttered, trying to not look over at her camera she’d hidden earlier.

The girls had all agreed to try the viral tampon prank on their boyfriends this weekend and y/n decided to get it over with first.

“I own the stables y/n, I assure you that whatever Mia has you staying late for can wait” Pin sighed, expecting Mia to be the cause again this time, “regardless, I can help”.

“Not with this” She giggled nervously.

Pin pushed himself off the doorframe and walked to his girlfriend, gently interlacing their hands, “why not?”

“Pin…it’s embarrassing” She pouted.

He shrugged, “I’ve embarrassed myself countless times before you. I promise you can tell me anything”.

Y/n beamed as she looked into his warm brown eyes, “I know…”

“Then what is the matter?” He pressed hesitantly.

“My tampon is stuck” she groaned.

Pin’s cheeks flushed a crimson red color as he sucked in his bottom lip.

He forced a stiff nod, “I see”.

“Like I said, you can’t help. I tried several times and I can’t get it myself” y/n told him.

Pin raised his eyebrows as he slowly let out his bottom lip, “if you can’t reach it… perhaps… umm… perhaps I can. If you’re okay with that of course! I mean, I know I’ve only worked on horses but I think I understand the general task and I-“

Y/n giggled, reaching up to run her hand through his hair, “Pin, babe, breathe”.

Pin nodded and took a deep breath, “okay, so-“.

“No, really, baby it was a prank, I’m sorry” she explained, playing with his hair to relax him.

“What?” He whispered in shock.

“I’m sorry” she sighed, tenderly scratching his scalp, “it was Jade’s idea. It’s a TikTok trend people do with their boyfriends”.

Pin closed his eyes for a second as he suppressed a large grin, but his dimples face him away, “boyfriend”.

Y/n giggled, cuddling up against him, “yes Pin, boyfriend”.

Austin Butler

“Ugh” y/n griped as she stomped through her and Austin’s house.

Austin set his script aside as he started questioningly at his girlfriend.

He waited to see if she’d explain why she was having a fit but as she began digging in her purse while still muttering he gave up.

“Angel? What’s going on? Why are you so grumpy?” He smirked, standing up to walk to her.

“I’m not grumpy Austin” She argued, rolling her eyes.

“Mmm okay” He laughed, “tell that to the pen you threw”.

She groaned, running a hand down her face as she plopped into the dining room chair next to her.

“Y/n/n, angel come on, talk to me” Austin requested, kneeling next to her.

She shook her head, wrapping her arms around herself.

Austin sighed and pulled her chair leg slowly to bring her closer, “please”.

“I can’t” she mumbled.

“Love, we talked about communication” He reminded her, his hand resting on her knee.

She let out a loud sigh before nodding and looking at him, “my tampon is stuck Austin “.

Austin laughed making her shove him playfully as she pouted .

He shook his head, cupping her face in his hands, “angel, that’s an easy fix. You had me worried”.

Y/N’s eyes widened, “I already tried though, I can’t get it”.

Austin nodded, pulling her head delicately to him as he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, “that’s where I step in”.

She smiled and shook her head, looking to the camera against the planter.

“Angel, I know it might be awkward but it’s gotta come out” Austin said, squeezing her hand encouragingly.

“Aus” She giggled, pointing to the camera resting on their planter, “it was just a TikTok prank!”

Austin laughed loudly as he helped y/n stand up and pulled her to him, “I’ll get you back for that you know”.

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strangeenemycloud · 8 months

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You’re not dead

You’re not alive

You drift between life and death

And now that seems strangely alike

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alltoowelltom · 2 years

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blueberry muffin (t.h)

tom holland x reader

summary: tom takes care of you when he worries about you forgetting to eat

a/n: i clearly don't know how to come up with a good fic name lmao. this is based off a situation i found myself in not that long ago (unfortunately tom wasn’t there to help me… *sigh*)

warnings: deals with important topics such as body image issues and not eating - please look after yourself if this could be triggering! ily <3 mentions of being sick (motion sickness) mentions of negative body image, forgetting to eat etc. also lots of fluff and pep talking from the boys

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“Love, no offence but who doesn’t like the beach?” asks Tom in disbelief, taking his eyes off the road for a moment to look over at you in the passenger side.

“You don’t like the beach?” asks a shocked Harrison from where he’s squished up in the backseat with Harry and Tuwaine. Being the girlfriend of the driver does have its perks, including a surplus of legroom in the comfort of the front seat.

“It’s not that I don’t like the beach, it’s just that I don’t always feel the need to lay around feeling completely exposed and getting sunburnt before taking a dip in this giant cold, salty bath where all the fish do their business and something will probably nibble on my feet,” you explain. “Plus, no offence but your beaches here are kinda suck.” you add, grimacing at the gasps from the outraged boys in the car with you who clearly ignored your ‘no offence’ free speech disclaimer.

“You take that back, Y/N Y/L/N,” grumbles Harry.

You shrug, flipping him the finger.

“It’s a free country, Baz.”

“Well,” says Tuwaine, always looking to mediate the situation. “In your own words from a few months ago Y/N, there are ‘precisely 3.5 days of enjoyable weather in this country’, so we are making the most of this one by going to the beach while it’s not too hot and not too cold, alright?”

Twenty minutes later, Tom notices you’ve zoned out of the boys’ conversation and rests his free hand gently on your thigh to get your attention.

“You okay love?” he asks. “You’ve gone kinda quiet.”

You swallow, not moving your eyes from staring straight ahead while you fiddle with the string of your bikini top underneath the T-shirt of Tom’s that you’d pulled on as a cover-up.

“Yeah, I’m just feeling a little carsick, is all.”

“Do you want me to pull over?” he asks, concern immediately coating his features as he glances at you.

“Woah, you’re looking kinda pale there Y/N,” adds Harrison. “If you get sick I’ll get sick. And I am very cosied up here in between these guys. Just saying.” he eyes Harry and Tuwaine threateningly who both inch away from him slightly.

“I’m fine,” you insist as Tom opens your window slightly.

“Are you sure you’re not sick?” he insists. “You never get carsick, even when you and I were giving Paddy a driving lesson and he kept stopping and starting every two seconds.”

“Did you eat something bad for dinner last night?” wonders Tuwaine.

“We all had the exact same thing for dinner last night and you cooked it, you div.” says Harry. “If it was food poisoning we’d all have it.”

“For breakfast then?” says Tuwaine, rolling his eyes at the redhead.

You shake your head.

“No, I forgot to have breakfast this morning.” you admit.

“Y/N!” groans Tom. “How many times do I have to remind you? Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.”

You nod apologetically, placing your hand on top of his where it rests on your thigh.

“I know, but I was rushing around trying to get ready for the day, and then I lost my swimsuit, and then I had to help Harry find his which took around seven years because who the hell leaves their swim shorts in the bookcase? And then I was busy making my travel coffee and then you guys were all yelling that we had to go and I wasn’t going to play into the stereotype of the girl roommate who takes way longer to get ready than the guys so I just kinda…forgot.”

Tom sighs.

“I really worry about you when you forget to eat, darling.” he says. “You’ve had two coffees and no food-” he uses his free hand to pick up your travel cup of coffee from the cupholder and sighs when he feels how light it is. “-three coffees and no food! That’s not healthy.”

He suddenly pulls off of the main road and into the queue for the Starbucks drive-through.

“Tom, what are you doing?” you ask. “We’re meant to be going to the beach and it’s already like 11.30AM.”

“We aren’t going anywhere until we get you some breakfast, baby.” he says firmly, pulling up to the order kiosk.

“Hi, can I get a ham and swiss croissant, please?” he asks. “oh, and a blueberry muffin.” he adds, remembering your favourite.

“Quackson,” laughs Tuwaine and Harrison, quietly mocking Tom.

“Tom, no!” you hiss. “You don’t need to do that, I told you. I. Am. Fine!”

“Bro buy me a snack too eh?” asks Harry, leaning forwards to stick his head between the front seats. “I could use a Mocha Cookie Crumble Frappuccino right about now.”

“Ham and swiss croissant, blueberry muffin, will that be all?” asks the worker.

Tom huffs and turns around in his seat, glaring at his brother.

“Have you had breakfast this morning?” he asks.

“Well, yeah-” sighs Harry. “But-”

Tom turns around to the front again, smiling at the worker.

“Yes that’ll be all, thanks.”

Tom hands you your food and you thank him quietly but make no move to start eating. He sighs and pulls the car into a parking space, putting it in park and turning sideways to face you.

“Darling, what is going on with you today?” he asks.

You sigh, looking down at your lap and he gently cups your chin, bringing your gaze up to him.

“It sounds so stupid,” you sigh, going pink.

“Hey, none of that.” coos Tom. “You can tell me anything.”

You swallow before answering, unable to meet his eyes.

“I just, I didn’t want to look bloated or anything in my swimsuit.” you mutter. “I know it’s a pointless thing to worry about, but I just can’t help it,”

Tom doesn’t say anything but reaches out to hold your hands in his own, gently stroking his thumbs against the back of your hands as he allows you to finish.

“I’ll be fine and then someone will recognize you, and they’ll take a picture, and I’ll not be able to see anything else for weeks and I’ll feel terrible about myself and people will ask why you’re even with me and- and-”

Tom senses you working yourself into a state and cuts you off with a gentle kiss.

“Y/N, I want you to look at me.” he says. “I mean it, look at me please.”

You shyly look across, seeing only concern and love in his dark eyes.

“I know that you maybe can’t always see it, but I need you to know how gorgeous you are.” he begins. “And if you don’t know that, I’ll always be here to tell you. You’re gorgeous, kind, funny, smart and caring. Anyone who meets you knows that, and anyone who’s gonna tell you any different isn’t worth the time of day, okay? You’re my absolute world and I need you to take care of yourself. If you won’t do it for yourself, then do it for me. And on days where you can’t, that’s why I’m here to help you, alright my love?” he says, pulling you into his chest.

“He’s right, you know,” adds Tuwaine. “You’re the hottest one in this car.”

“Hottest one in this city,” says Harrison, poking you in the arm.

“Watch it, that’s my girl you’re talking about,” says Tom, pretending to be mad.

You lean into his touch, savouring the love that radiates off of him. As you pull back and he pulls out of the parking spot and back onto the main road, you open the bag and pull out the muffin, taking a large bite and relishing the sweet taste.

“Can’t believe you’ll buy her food and not your own flesh and blood,” whines Harry, not giving up. “At least give us a munch, Y/N?”

You roll your eyes, pulling off a chunk of muffin and handing it to Harry behind you.

“Happy now?”

He nods thankfully, stuffing it into his mouth and you turn towards Tom.

“Thank you, Tommy,” you say appreciatively.

He once again takes his free hand off the steering wheel and grips yours in his own.

“Nothing to thank me for, darling. I know you’d do the same for me.”

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a/n: i never know how to end fics skljsdsksjk. tysm for reading! your reblogs and comments are always super appreciated <3

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marvelgirlstories · 8 months

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Hi, I hope you like this one. I love the Holland Family so much. I did this one so that you were dating Tom, but if I should do it with another brother let me know. 💞😘

Meet the Fam

Tom Holland x reader

SFW

Warnings: None (I think)

You were nervous as you got into the car, waiting for Tom. Today was the day. You were meeting his family for the first time. Of course, you had met them before at premieres and events, but you only had a little conversation before you had to go do some interviews. Besides that was before you were dating. Tom got in the driver's seat. "Nervous?", he asked, taking your hand. "Yes.", you replied,"Very" "Don't worry. They will love you. Anyways you had already met Harry" "And? What about everyone else? ", you asked. "Hey, look at me.", he softly instructed. You did what he wanted. "They will love you and even if they don't, it won't change how much I love you! Ok?" "Ok.", you answered,"I love you" "Love you too"

After about half an hours drive, you finally pulled up on the drive. You felt like throwing up, a hundred different scenarios running through your head as you got out of the car. "You ready?", Tom asked. "Yeah", you answered, even though you felt the exact opposite. He took your hand and kissed your forehead before ringing the bell.

Nikki answered the door. "Hi. It's so nice to meet you. Tom has told me so much about you.", she said. "Thank you. It's so nice to meet you too.", you replied. "Come in. Can I just say, you look stunning.", she said as she lead you into the hall. You blushed at the compliment. "It good to see you again too mum.", Tom said jokingly. You both laughed at this. "Hi, sweetheart", she said as she pulled him in for a hug. Suddenly Dom appeared. "Hi Y/N, it's nice to see you in person for once" You laughed at this. "I could say the same", you replied. "Where are the boys?", Tom asked, wondering why they didn't come running to introduce themselves. "They are out playing golf. They weren't supposed to be this late, but they should be here soon.", Dom answered. "What! Golfing without me!", Tom said, acting annoyed. You laughed at this. "Anyways come into the living room", Nikki said,"Y/N would you like some tea?" "Yes, please", you answered as entered the pretty room.

Tom and you sat down on one sofa, Dom on the other. You started some small talk and Nikki brought in the tea. Suddenly a lot of noise was heard, coming from the hall. "Boys, leave your clubs outside", Dom shouted as he got up to make sure they have done that. They came in one by one. "Hey, boys!", Tom said,"this is Y/N" "It's nice to see you again.", Harry said,"This is Sam" "Hi!" "And I'm Paddy", Paddy added, eager to get a word in. "And you already know Harrison", Tom said. "It's nice to meet you all. How was golf?", you replied. "Yeah. Who won?", Tom wanted to know. "I did.", said Harrison.

"Lunch!", Nikki suddenly called from the kitchen. Tom took your hand and lead you into the dining room. Over lunch, you told them lots about yourself and they told you lots in return. You laughed a lot and they made you feel at ease.

When everyone was finished, you offered to help wash dishes but Nikki refused. So instead you, Tom, Harry, Sam and Paddy played the game of life. It took a really long time, because everyone had so much fun messing around, but no one cared. You were entertained every minute, they loved you just as Tom said and it made him proud, that you got along with your his family so well.

You stayed the whole day, before Tom finally said: "Well, I think we better go." "Yes. It was so nice to see you all", you added, seeing how he wanted to go. You and Tom stood up, giving hugs and saying goodbyes. That took a while, but you finally left with about half of the leftovers from lunch.

"See I told you.", Tom said when you were in the car. "I guess, you were right. Your family are really nice.", you replied. "Yes, and they loved you.", he added as he started the car. "Hmm", you said before taking his free hand. After about ten minutes, you fell asleep. Tom smiled. "God, I love you.", he said softly and gave you a kiss on your forehead.

I hope you like it! 💕I know I said I wanted to post Stole my heart Part 3 today, but I couldn't find the time to. It is summer holidays in Germany at the moment, so it's a bit harder to plan out the time. 🧡🧡🧡 I will try to get my shit together soon.

See you soon ♥️

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closerstars · 1 year

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i just discovered that chatgpt can write a whole fanfic for you

once again thank you internet for feeding my delusions

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His Little Lamb [ HARRY OSBORN ]

chapter II. friends

Pairing: Harry Osborn x Demetra Jones Series: 0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 Song Inspo: Perfect by One Direction Word Count: 1,001 Summary: Demetria Jones is your classic model citizen. Smart, helpful, organized, sophisticated, and above all innocent. But that changes when she gets a new boss, Harry Osborn. She's not looking for trouble, but that might be what she's in for. Unless, maybe, she can change Harry... that is, if he doesn't change her first. Warnings: mentions of workplace abuse, forced proximity Masterlist: see fandoms (pc-friendly)

I did as Harry... I mean... Mr. Osborn requested and documented every file on the list. I hadn't seen him since his departure at the board meeting yesterday. Nevertheless, I wanted to make sure I actually did my job. So I stopped by his office and dropped off said paperwork. Much to my annoyance, he wasn't in there. It was his second day as CEO of OsCorp and he hadn't even bothered to show up.

This was gonna be a long day.

I marched out of his office to the elevators and began to dial Menken. He was in charge whenever Norman was gone, which usually meant an occurrence of verbal harassment for me. I knew with Harry's absence I couldn't get any work done because I had no further orders. I considered following my usual orders, but those existed under Norman Osborn's authority. Now that his son was in charge, I had no sense of direction. Which was ironically proven when I then bumped into one of the elevator doors.

I pushed the bottom button and put the phone to my ear. As I waited for the doors to open, I listened to my phone ring before going to voicemail. So I hung up and proceeded to dial again as the doors finally opened and I boarded. Once again it rang and there was no answer. I groaned, removing the phone from my ear. Then suddenly...

"Hi again!" Said a voice from behind me, making me jump. I covered my mouth mid-scream and quickly spun around to see the source. Low and behold, it was Harry Osborn. "I'm sorry." We both apologized.

"I didn't mean to scare you." He spoke first, extending his hand to me worrisomely.

"No, no. It's fine." I gasped as I clutched my heart. "My fault. I didn't see you."

He watched me catch my breath, his eyes a sparkly turquoise from the luminous rooms behind the elevator glass. "I'm... I'm Harry Osborn." He introduced himself, putting a hand on his chest.

"Yeah, I know who you are." I cleared my throat, my voice now professional. "I was in the board meeting."

"That's right, you were the one I promoted." Harry beamed as he recalled the memory.

I chuckled. "Oh, yeah. Like you were serious." I waved him off.

"Actually, yes." He stated rather authentically. I stared at his face and sure enough it read seriousness. And here I was trying to get ahold of Menken because I thought he was still my superior. Harry must've seen the shock in my face because he began to smirk. I suppose he was amused by the impact of his own power.

"What's your name again?" He asked, nodding to me.

"Demetria. Demetria Jones." I lifted my head as I reintroduced myself.

"Demetria..." My name flew out of his mouth with an unnecessary softness. Harry tilted his head and bit his lower lip, still smirking. I gulped as I stared at its pinkness under his teeth, not sure what else to do. "Tell me, Demetria." He continued. "What's a little lamb like you doing in a wolf den like OsCorp."

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't intimidated by the question. But.. did he seriously just call me a 'little lamb'?

"Uhhh, well, for one, I enjoy my work here. I was a huge fan of your father's. I can appreciate a business that's working to make the world a better place. And, uh, I good salary never hurt anyone." I joked, shrugging.

Harry just stood there and listened, not uttering a word. And once I was done, he nodded. "So you were a fan of my father? Well, that makes one of us." I couldn't tell if he was joking or not, so I didn't say anything. For a moment, both of us were silent.

Then Harry leaned off the wall and stepped towards me. We were now standing face-to-face a foot apart. He wasn't that much taller than me, perhaps an inch or two. However, height-wise our eyes actually aligned perfectly. That being said, I still felt his presence hovering over me. "Since I'm your boss now, we should keep in contact." He gestured to my phone.

I could feel his warm breath on me as he spoke, and I wondered if he could feel mine. "Um, sure." I responded before punching in his number as he recited it to me. Once he was done, I hit save to make it official.

"I look forward to working you, Demetria." Harry said, making my fingers freeze. I gazed away from my screen and looked at him. I wasn't sure if he had gotten closer, but it certainly felt like he did. He wore a blank expression with his mouth hanging slightly agape. His marble eyes stared into mine, and mine into his. Neither one of us said anything, which was strangely comforting. We stayed like that for what seemed like awhile.

Suddenly, the elevator dinged and the doors opened, making us break eye contact. In an instant, what was once comfortable had now become awkward. We exchanged embarrassed glances as Harry slowly backed up and I gathered myself to leave. "Nice seeing you, Mr. Osborn." I gave an awkward smile and stepped out.

"Call me Harry." He raised an eyebrow, smirking suggestively. "We're friends now, aren't we?"

Then, as if on cue, the doors closed, leaving me completely stunned and confused. I wasn't quite sure of what had just happened, but I didn't have time to process it because my phone started to ring. Without reading the ID, thoughtlessly I answered it.

"Hello? Who is this?" Menken huffed into the phone.

"...Demetria Jones," I replied, my eyes glued to the elevator.

"Oh." He groaned before pausing. "...Well, what do you want?"

With a big smile and a bolt of realization, I told him exactly what I wanted. "Kiss my *ss!"

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violetlilysunshine · 2 years

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How about something for Harry based off that vid of him making the perfect cuppa? 👀

Oh oh oh, this video you say? Okay sounds fun, hope it came off funny to someone else at least.

All I can hear is “that’s CRIMINAL” in my head 😂

Warnings: cursing

You’re making tea as you usually would for yourself now that Harry’s gotten you into it.

Harry of course, is watching behind you even though he said he wouldn’t

“No, no, no, no!” he shouts out of nowhere

“What?!?” you shriek, splashing some tea on the counter

“YOU HAVE TO TAKE THE TEABAG OUT BEFORE YOU PUT THE MILK IN!”

You almost start laughing, thinking about the edited video you’d seen of him saying exactly the same thing

Instead of just letting him take over for the millionth time (because even though he seems aggressive about it, you know he loves making tea with you), you decide to pester him instead

“Well, what if I wasn’t going to take the tea bag out at all?” you raise your eyebrows and cross your arms over your chest, “after all it is MY cup of tea and I like the flavor to get stronger as I drink it,” you say, completely bullshitting on the spot.

“WHAT?!?” he shrieks, starting to rummage around in the cabinet to make his own cup and show you how to do it properly, “that’s insane, what are you even thinking, just watch again, love”

Seeing him get so obsessive about tea will never cease to make you laugh

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virgoilluminati · 10 months

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One Shot List

Heya, so after the end of Belongings I am planning to have a little break from fanfic series’s to focus on doing smaller fics. But knowing me… they’ll end up becoming short series’s of their own. 😆

So the plan is basically, requests for anyone on my masterlist is open, so just ask me what prompt you would like and who you would like it for, and I’ll write you a fic. ❣️❣️❣️ Been wanting to do this for a while so please send me requests (even if they’re not on this list too). I don’t bite…. (Or do I hehe😏) JK I DON’T I PROMISE

Here’s the prompt list:

1. "You're hair is really soft after you wash it."

2. Ssh. Stop fussing. I'm just braiding your hair."

3. You smell really nice."

4. "Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.

5. 'I might have slept with your robe when you were gone."

6. "If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you."

7. Here, let's share the blanket.

8. You're comfy."

9. You are my new pillow."

I0. "You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.

11. "But I want to hear you sing.

12. "We can talk over dinner."

13. "Don't be stubborn. Try it!"

14. "Don't get up - I'll do it."

15. "Will you let me rub your back?"

16: "Care to give me a back scratch?"

17. "Star-gazing was a good idea."

18. "You look beautiful/handsome in the moonlight."

19. "I'll always be here for you.

20. "TIl be here to protect you."

21. "I think I love you."

22. "You are my love."

23. "How about something warm? It will will help you sleep.

24. "It's okay. I couldn't sleep anyway."

25. "Don't be silly. I want to stay up with you.

26. It is not morning yet."

27. "Shush and go back to bed."

28. "I heard you talking in your sleep."

29. "Your bed head is really cute.

30. "We'll do dishes together.

31. "How about a kiss?"

32. “I love your hugs."

33. "Come over here and make me.

34. "Have you lost your damn mind!?"

35. "Please, don't leave."

36. "Do you...well...I mean...I could give you a massage?"

37. "Wait a minute. Are you jealous?"

38. "Is there a reason you're naked in my bed?"

39. "I almost lost you."

40. "Wanna bet?"

41. "Don't you ever do that again!"

42. "Teach me how to play?"

43. "Don't you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!"

44. "I think we need to talk."

45. "Kiss me."

46. "Hey, I'm with you, okay? Always."

47. "So, I found this waterfall..."

48. "It could be worse."

49. "Looks like we'll be trapped for a while..

50. "This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you've ever had. Of course I'm in."

51. "The paint's supposed to go where?"

52. "You need to wake up because I can't do this without you."

53. "We're in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?"

54. "I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice."

55. "You come here often?"

56. "Can I offer you a drink?"

57. "So.. You expecting someone?"

58. "Do you need a place to stay for tonight?"

59. "I gotta tell you... you look incredibly hot.

60. "Do you want to dance with me?"

61. "Look at us... we are basically a couple already."

62. "I bet you would look even better without your clothes on."

63. "Are you single? Just asking."

64. "You're the most beautiful person I have ever encountered."

65. "What would you say if you and me would go somewhere else?"

66. "I love the way you're dressed."

67. "Do I have any chances with you?"

68. "Do you have anything better to do later?"

69. "Can I get your phone number?"

70. "You seem like a bad boy/girl/person type."

71. "I can do whatever you want, babe."

72. "You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen."

73. "I bet guys/gals/people are all over you.

74. "You should be a model."

75. "Are you... trying to flirt with me?"

76. "Maybe if I get a free drink I can consider talking to you."

77. "That won't work. Try again."

78. "Oh my god, did you just say that out loud?"

79. "I'm waiting for someone. However, you can amuse me in the meanwhile."

80 "You don't look so bad yourself."

81. "I thought you were taken."

82. "So, have you flirted with every girl/boy/one in this bar yet?"

83. "Do I look like someone who seems interested in you?"

84. "Compliments won't pay my drinks."

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deadric-diggory0624 · 1 year

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Who I Write For xo

HI! I'm kenzie and this is my main masterlist for people that I write for! I used to be strictly a harry potter writer, but now that I am older I try to write for more people <3 A reminder that requests are open so if you see anyone and think of anything pls send one in!

Main Masterlist

Request Rules:

I will write smut unless the request includes any of the following: noncon, cnc, piss play, and pet play

All my fics are x reader, however if you want me to write a ship, send it in and I will see if I can write it

As I am a woman, I feel it is most appropriate that I only write for fem!reader or gn!reader <3

I will write for poly characters x reader, just make sure to be specific with who you want to include

Please be specific with your requests, the more details you add, the more I can make it what you want xx

I will write for heavy topics, those fics will have a large TW for those who are uncomfortable

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Cedric Diggory

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

James Potter

Hunger Games

Peeta Mellark

Finnick Odair

young Coriolanus Snow

The Last Kingdom

Uhtred

Sihtric

Finan

Osferth

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Shadow and Bone

Aleksander Morozova

Kaz Brekker

Jesper Fahey

Top Gun/ Top Gun Maverick

Pete Mitchell "Maverick"

Nick Bradshaw "Goose"

Bradley Bradshaw "Rooster"

Bob Floyd "Bob"

Jake Sersin "Hangman"

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Eddie Munson

Jonathan Byers

Jim Hopper

Misc Famous People

Harry Styles

Niall Horan

Louis Tomlinson

Zayn Malik

Tom Holland

Andrew Garfield (I can write for most of his characters xx)

Timothee Chalamet

Danny Wagner

Josh Kiszka

Sam Kiszka

Jake Kiszka

Elvis Presley

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swfteverlqrk · 1 year

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Hii, I’m alive, I promise, but not emotionally nor mentally stable *pretends to be shocked* so, yeah I have 0 motivation to write :(

Like I have a chronology written but the story I just can’t and then I have another story on mind based on my sad life and man… it hurts to relive some moments to write them.

Basically I’m stuck :P hopefully I’ll have motivation to at least write! Send motivation and love 😽

Also, I hate my crush, send tips to stop having feelings for anyone. Nothing more to add; love you all. (except those weird girls that are following me nonstop! I wont enter your OF! 😾)

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alltoowelltom · 2 years

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jacket (t.h)

missing cherry!tom rn 😩

tom holland x reader

summary: picking up tom & harry from the airport after a long trip. sooo much fluff.

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The hum of families and friends reuniting surrounds you as you lean against the wall. You pull your phone out of your pocket, checking the time yet again. 8:45PM. Another voice sounds over the loudspeakers, announcing another flight landed.

You pull Tom's denim jacket closer to your body, breathing deep. His scent has faded over the months but it lingers faintly, reminding you he isn't here but he will be, soon. A pair of teenage girls hurry past with their suitcases, following their parents. Their stare lingers on you a little too long and you duck your head to stare at the shiny floor. Did they recognise you? You pull out your phone again. 8:50PM.

A sliding door opens and tired travellers begin to pour out, some stopping and perking their heads up to try and spot waiting family members, others simply pushing through, eyes glazed over and dragging carry-on bags behind them as they continue on their way. And then, there he is. The hubbub of all the people drowns out and all you can see is him, clad in a pale hoodie and a pair of sweatpants, walking behind a tired young family travelling with toddlers. One of the toddlers waves shyly as he passes them and Tom waves back, pulling a face and grinning when the toddler's face lights up.

Tom scans around the room, and his eyes soften as they meet yours. You can't hold back any longer and open your arms wide as he hurries over, closing the gap between your bodies, gripping onto his shoulders and breathing in his familiar scent as he sways you slowly back and forth. You both tense slightly as you hear the ever so familiar click of a camera and see the flash of light. You bury your face in the crook of his neck, trying to hold onto the moment for as long as possible.

"I missed you," you whisper into his ear, hand coming up to gently twirl the curls at the nape of his neck that have grown since you last saw him. He presses a gentle kiss to your cheek and squeezes you one last time before sighing as he lets go.

"I missed you too, doll."

A small crowd has gathered now, waving phones to ask for selfies and napkins to be signed, clamouring for a moment of his attention. You can see just how exhausted Tom is from his flight but he straightens his shoulders, gesturing to the crowd.

"Sorry love, I just, I should-"

You nod, cutting him off.

"Of course. Go. I'll go find your bag and meet you in the car. It's waiting out front, okay?"

He nods, squeezing your hand.

"Thank you. I'll just be a minute or two."

As Tom heads over to the crowd, screams increasing as he begins to make his way around, you turn to see Harry hanging back, laden with several heavy-looking camera bags. You give him a quick hug, ruffling his hair in the way you know pisses him off.

"Need some help?" you ask, gesturing to the bags.

He nods gratefully and hands off one of the many bags. You sling it over your shoulder and head towards the baggage claim area.

"Don't drop it," Harry mutters, turning his face away from you to hide the laughter on his face.

"That was ONE TIME! And I didn't drop it, I simply happened to be a defining factor in it falling off the table."

"A defining factor in it becoming ten thousand shards of broken camera," he huffs.

You roll your eyes as you reach the baggage claim.

"It's good to have you back, Baz."

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Together you find Tom and Harry's suitcases quickly, hauling them off the conveyor belt and loading them into the back of the car. Harry hops into the passenger seat, plugging in his headphones and you're thankful for the privacy as you slip in the backseat beside Tom. As the driver pulls away from the curb and into the dark London traffic, Tom pulls you into a long-awaited kiss. You practically melt into him, appreciating the feel of the lips you've missed on yours for so many months. Sighing, you pull back and nestle into his side, sliding across the leather seats.

"Hi," you whisper, using your index finger to boop his slightly crooked nose gently.

"Hi my love," he whispers, draping an arm over your shoulders and pulling you impossibly closer. His fingers skim over the fabric of his denim jacket you're wearing, fiddling with the hem of the wrist.

"You're still wearing it?" he hums, eyes crinkling in the corners as he remembers wrapping you up in it as he said goodbye to leave for work months ago. You nod.

"Think I've worn it a bit too much. It doesn't smell like you anymore."

Tom laughs softly, pressing a feathery kiss to your hairline.

"I'll borrow it back for a week or so. Then you can have it, freshly Tom-ified."

You hum and pull your legs to your chest and he rests his free hand atop your knees to keep you from sliding off the seat.

"So how have you been?" he asks. "I wanna hear everything that's happened to you last couple of months. Facetime chats just don't do justice."

You shrug, starting to tell him about the things you haven't mentioned in any of your late night calls or texts. As you speak he nods and hums in all the right places but you feel him slowly slipping into sleep. You chuckle slightly and sit up, wrapping your own arm around his shoulders so you switch positions.

"No," he protests sleepily. "I wanna talk to you some more-" he cuts himself off with a yawn.

"Tom," you laugh. "you're home for three whole months now. we can catch up tomorrow, alright? you're clearly exhausted, get some sleep."

Tom doesn't try to fight you as he shuffles around in his seat, curling up into your side and laying his head on your shoulder. As you slip quietly through the London night, you rub a hand up and down his strong arm soothingly and he hums in his sleep. You press a tender kiss to the top of his coffee-coloured curls.

"We have all the time in the world, baby."

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tysm for reading! i just needed a dose of soft!tom to get me through my day lol. reblogs and comments mean the world <3

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