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ispiderdudei · 4 years

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Only-part five

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dad! Tom Holland x OC

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Summary: Tom was living his dream as a rising star in Hollywood for the past six years. Even though it was everything he ever wanted he missed everything that he left behind. His family back in London. His best friend who’s career had also taken off and though they were roomates they never had time for one another. His first love that was torn apart by a dumbass decision. He wished he could take it all back. All the stupid decisions he made in the past that could have been the other way around if he choose the right choice. What happens when he wakes up one day in the life he should have chosen?

warnings: nervous Tom, kinda fluff, Blythe being a smol bean, um yeah that's about it

word count: 3289

authors note: I feel like everyone of these I have an excuse on why I'm late to post. Well, it’s because I’m a senior in high school who has to apply to a million scholarships so I don't have to worry about student loans, but I’ll survive:) I also am taking three college classes and ironically English is the one that is killing me. I thank you for your patiences and wish me luck. Idk when the next part will come out but don't worry it’s happening. Also you know, just feel free to send me an ask anytime like I don’t mind (PSA this is my favorite look ever pic is definitely not mine)

After Blythe’s little incident and a good ten minutes of Lennon tending to her daughters small wounds they finally were able to calm her down before making their way back to the party. Tom was still overwhelmed by what happened earlier and it made every worse case scenario run through his mind. It was mostly about how he imagined Lennon finding out. The more he thought about telling her the more he backtracked his plan all together. Tom wasn’t going to tell her today. He knew that for sure, but that didn’t mean he could wait forever. Tom didn’t know exactly how this scenario would play out but he really didn’t want to at the least. He didn’t want Lennon to hate him and he also didn’t want her to act like she forgave him automatically.

He decided he needed to find the right opportunity because that’s what is best for everyone. He needed to wait it out because he still didn’t know if it was permanent, so why would he jeopardize it. If Blythe had come in a few moments later he would be hating himself even more. No matter how much he wondered if Lennon's lips were still as sensational as he remembered them to be. Another part of him wondered if he felt guilty just being so close to having an intimate moment with her how much more of that would build up inside of him.

Lennon brushes the curls out of her daughter's hair one last time before giving her a soft smile, “Are you going to be okay now?” The girl sniffed and nodded watching her mother stand up. Lennon turned to Tom giving him a sorrowful look and it made him panic even more because he knew what it was for.

Lennon and Tom grabbed the food while Blythe trailer behind them as they all walked back outside. Tom noticed more people than he did before, but that was because he just wasn’t paying attention earlier when he walked in with Xio. He saw many faces familiar, new, and old. It made his mind wonder on how the hell he was going to converse with them and still take on the persona of this other Tom. It was easier for him to talk to Harrison and Xio because they knew it wasn’t him. It wasn’t easy to talk with Lennon, but he was comfortable in the small conversations they have had so far.

“Can I go back to playing,” Blythe asked her mother in a more chipper mood looking at a few kids that Tom didn’t recognize.

Lennon nodded looking down at her. Blythe smiled rushing over to them stumbling a little. “Be careful please,” Lennon yelled at her letting out a sigh, “That child is a spitting image of you, I swear.”

Tom looked at Lennon shaking his head, “She’s a hundred percent you.” He meant every word their daughter was definitely a copy Lennon from the short time Tom knew her. Blythe didn’t have to do much to tell Tom that she was Lennon’s daughter because she was so much like her. He didn’t have to think about the fact that she had the same physical features as him but her mannerisms were like her mother’s.

Tom couldn’t remember much from his childhood. Well, he couldn’t remember some things, but he did remember Lennon. She was always so happy and full of energy. She never seemed to slow down and kept him on his toes when he was around her. When something sad would happen she would be back to herself in no time. Blythe proved that to Tom just mere seconds ago when she was a mess and then went straight to her task before she got hurt. It was almost scary how much their personalities were almost the same.

Lennon just scoffed at Tom rolling her eyes, “You only say that because you’re too stubborn to realize she is a girl version of you.”

“You can’t tell me that child who is stopping to pick the dandelion to make a wish is mini me,” Tom asked as he watched the five-year old stopped dead in her tracks looking down at the weed before picking it up and holding it tightly with one hand squeezing her eyes shut as the children rush pass her before blowing it out with the biggest smile on her face.

Lennon let out a laugh, “Well, I remember both of us doing that if I do recall.”

Tom smiled softly, “I’m glad I did because most of my wishes came true.” Well not exactly for him but the other him. You’ve learned by now Tom has always had the biggest crush on Lennon no matter how much he didn’t want to admit it. Lennon liking him back was a shock and he never expected her to return the feelings no matter how many times Haz told him to grow a pair and ask her out. She was too perfect for him

Lennon gave him a sly smile rolling her eyes, “You were always one for cheese Tom.”

Tom shrugged, “What can I say?

“Ah, Thomas, nice to see you not overthinking things,” a thick Irish accent said behind him making the hairs on the back of his neck. Tom knew it anywhere because it was one he had to reason with when was dating Lennon and to be honest it still gave him anioxty to this day.

The funny thing about Lennon’s father, Alex, is that he is the living embodiment of James Bond, Pierce Brosnan’s version, of course. One of his most fond memories of Lennon’s father is when Lennon, him, and Harrison went to see Mamma Mia in the Cinema. He took Lennon home after and he was face to face with the man when walking her to the door swearing he would break out into a song by ABBA at any given moment, or run off with some Meryl Streep doppelgänger to Kalokairi. He would never do that to his wife though. They were far too in love.

It wasn’t that Tom enjoyed Lennon’s father’s company it’s just something you don’t exactly need when you have everything else running through your mind. Having to deal with the man he had been afraid of since he started dating Lennon wasn’t at the top of his list. He respected the man as much as he did his own father, but he knew that in his old life the man probably hated his guts. Tom won’t blame him for it because he would only blame himself. Hell, he already did.

Tom let out a nervous laugh that didn’t have to be forced because his he was so anxious he was scared Alex would sense something off about him because it has happened many times before. The man was like a bloodhound on a search for its owners next game while on an afternoon hunt. “Well I am trying. Being laid back was a goal I have for the new year of my life.”

Lennon's father took a sip of his drink before winking and pointing at Tom mere seconds after the glass left his lips. “That’s always been a good goal of yours. Glad you are finally living up to it.”

“Awe, come on dad, Tom has already been doing that,” Lennon beamed looking at her husband making Tom give her a timid smile. Alex gave him a look that Tom has seen before.

He was having serious déjà vu and it wasn’t the good kind. It was like a happier version of the memory before and Tom was slightly scared. The memory was when Tom asked for her father to approve him asking Lennon for his hand in marriage. They were never engaged when they called things off but Tom wanted to do it so desperately.

It was at a dinner party Nikki decided to hold for something Tom couldn’t quite remember, but he did at the time. It was only them and a few family friends nothing too special; him and Lennon were a few months into their relationship that still felt surreal to Tom.

He knew he needed to talk to Alex and he was scared out of his mind. He feared rejection the most because he knew the man hardly trusted him when he was just friends with his daughter. Lennon was off with Xio and a few other girls that were invited and Tom took the chance. He saw him standing on the porch talking to his father and knew it was now or never.

Taking a deep breath he walked over to the tall Irishman trying his best to not stumble and fall on his face while on the way to ask the man the question that will change his future. As he approached closer Tom had second thoughts but he tried his hardest to hide them so it wouldn’t get the best of him. He was sticking to his plan no matter how much he wanted to not ask all together.

Alex noticed Tom approaching upon first glance and gave him a smile. Tom looked between the two men giving them both a nod while putting his hands in his pockets.

“Lennon leaves you alone for a couple of minutes and you don’t know what to do, am I right Thomas?” Alex said smiling down at him earning a laugh from Dominic.

Tom smiled nervously, “Uh, no, actually I came over here to talk to you about something. I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”

“Not at all,” Alex reassured him, “This old man was just getting a good point around about London’s traffic laws.”

Dominic shook his head, “I’m sure we can continue our political debate later. Perhaps over another game of golf. I can play easier so I don’t win.”

“I think that’s how you play naturally Holland,” Alex playfully said back earning a laugh from Dominic.

Tom’s father looked towards the kitchen at his mother who was motioning for some assistance from him and let out a site tucking his hands in his pockets, “I suppose the spouse is calling me. Perfect timing for you, Tom.” He gave both his son and Alex a nod before walking off.

Tom gulped, he hoped it wasn’t noticeable to the man standing in front of him because if he knew how terrified he was there was no telling on what he was going to say in their next conversation.

Alex slung his arm around tom’s shoulder patting letting out a chuckle, “Your father is something Thomas. Maybe that's why I like you so much.” It was something said so simple, but it gave Tom a spark of hope and eased his nerves at the thought of Lennon’s father liking him. “Now, my boy, what is it you need to talk to me about,” Alex asked as he lead tom to a secluded part of the Holland’s yard stopping looking down at him as he waited patiently for Tom to speak.

Tom stood a little taller than normal adjusting his jacket as he tried to relax his shoulders, “I, uh… well sir you are well aware I have liked your daughter for a while. Even before we were dating.”

Alex narrowed his eyes at Tom. It wasn’t out of anger, no, far from it. He was doing it because it seemed he was trying to piece together at what Tom was getting at. Alex is an intelligent intellectual that can seem to figure things out quickly and it usually was a problem or a person that he was able to solve. Tom, however, was scared to say anything before the man spoke. He felt like he was constantly trying to impress the man. “I’m well aware of you’re infatuation for my daughter, yes. You two have been dating for a while I hope you’d at least expect me to notice.”

Tom’s eyes widened, “O-of course, Sir. I had no doubt that you are i-in-informed of Lennon and I.”

The man let out another deep throat chuckle, “Now Thomas, you don’t need to act nervous around me we’ve known each other for quite some time and I think it's only fitting for you to not stress so much around me.”

But that was the thing, everything that was going through Tom’s mind at the moment was making him nervous. What he was doing could make or break him and Lennon’s relationship. He was scared shittless to say the least. He cleared his throat hoping years of acting school and control of his voice could help him the situation he was in, “Well, you see, what I’m going to ask might.”

“What would that mean,” Alex asked his voice laced in concern. It caught tom by surprise. It only made tom’s mind wonder to Alex thinking the worst-case scenario. “Is there something you need to tell me Thomas.”

It was that look.

Tom let out a nervous laugh, “I guess I said that wrong and can see where you are interpreting what I’m saying as something negative, but I promise it's not.”

The olderman placed his hands on his hips, “Well go on.”

Tom took a deep breath, “Well let me start out by saying I love your daughter more than anything. I think she is breathtaking and her flaws are just as beautiful as her perfections. Lennon has taught me how to stay grounded through everything and has given me more second chances than I could count. She is amazing and has this presents about her that makes me want to know than I already do about her. Even our relationship started as friends she is always proving that she is the one that I’ve always wanted to have a life with as I grow older. I know your gonna say we are too young and that I’m crazy for even thinking you’d say yes. And believe me I have prepared myself for your rejection-”

“Yes.”

Tom didn’t even processes Alex’s reactions. “I just want you to know that I’m not going to stop asking, because I know she is my future. Not some stupid movie deal or another musical opportuinity… What?”

“Yes, Thomas you have my blessing.”

“You’re serious.”

“I can take it back if you like and say no,” Alex state bluntly.

“No!” Tom said a little too loudly making some of the people close to them turn to the sudden raise of his voice. He cleared his throat, “No. I uh- I just- I didn’t think that would work out so well.”

“For Christ sakes,Thomas, don’t tell me you have flashcards prepared.”

Tom let out another laugh, “Something like that yeah.”

Alex rolled his eyes, “You try too hard. I do trust you, Thomas, because Lennon trust you. Do I think I’m crazy for approving for my daughter to marry so young? Yes, but I rather it be with you than some son of a bitch that I know wasn’t good for her.” He looked over Tom’s shoulder and smiled.

“Hi dad,” he heard from behind him, “Tommy.” The two men didn’t say anything. “Did I interrupt something?” Lennon raised an eyebrow before intertwining her fingers with Tom.

“Not a thing Lennonbug,” Alex said smiling at his daughter proudly before giving the same look to Tom.

This was everything he wanted.

However, he didn’t want to think about the look Alex was giving him right now, “How have you been improving Thomas?”

Tom’s palms were sweaty as Lennon gripped his arm. This wasn’t him being scared shitless asking her father to marry her. This was him being scared shitless on what to say to the man in front of him in an opposite way. “Just… going with the flow…” Tom mentally cursed himself because he would never say that.

Both of them gave Tom an odd look before looking at each other. Before either one of them could speak on Tom’s choice of words the voice of Nikki came from the front porch, “Okay everyone lunch is ready. Let’s hurry and eat before Harry dies of starvation.” Before everyone could trample over to the plastic table outside that was filled with a full buffet Nikki stopped them, “But before we do so we should congratulate Tom for achieving all that he has. I’m proud of you for blessing me with the two most adorable children and the best daughter in law a mother could ask for.”

Tom smiled at his mother nodding in appreciation placing a hand on Lennon’s back. “Thanks Mum,” there was a slight pause as if everyone expected him to say something else, “What are we all standing around for let’s eat, I’m famished.”

The guests cheered before making there way to the table. Blythe ran up to Tom grabbing a hold of his had pulling him towards the crowd of people waiting in line, “Come on Daddy we need to hurry up if you want to get something to eat.”

Lennon laughed at the little girl, “Hang on little bird we need to wait for our turn. There are still going to be quite a bit of food left by we get to the table.” She turned to Tom, I’m going to get Eli and make sure you don’t put too much on her plate. We don’t need the incident we had at the twins party. As for you,” she turned to her daughter, “ You need to at least have a few vegetables on your plate if you want any cake.”

“Okay, Mummy,” Blythe let out another annoyed groan tugging Tom’s had more. Making him

practically stumble to the line of family and friends.

The party unfolded like any other everyday gathering with Tom able to avoid questions his brothers threw at him throughout lunch. Most of which were covered by Xiomara, and the slight uncomfort he felt when Lennon got up to go get something from the kitchen didn’t help his current situation.

Just when Tom thought he couldn’t bare his siblings grilling him about his current life a sense of relief came over him as the voice of Lennon came through the back door. Her smile was as bright as the glow of the candles lit brightly on the cake she was holding. Her voice carried the familiar tune as everyone else around him began to sing happy birthday.

Lennon set the cake down in front of him, placing a hand on his shoulder making him tense up. He made sure to not flinch so much. Being put in a situation that might make everything go away the next day made Tom start to panic. What was he supposed to do in this situation? Everyone tuning into the song with their gaze on him. Blythe plopping down next to Tom leaning over looking in awe at the pastry in front of her father.

“Make sure you wish for something good daddy,” The little girl whispered as the short song came to an end. He knew that but what the hell was he supposed to wish for. She looked over at him with her doe eyes, “Can I blow them out with you?”

Tom gave her a tight smile nodded allowing her to slide into his lap as everyone huddled around them. Tom shut his eyes and told himself to just live in the moment. With Blythe’s weight shifting in his lap and the feeling of Lennons hand on his shoulder this moment couldn’t have been more perfect. He couldn’t wish for this life to last but he could just let it temporarily engulf him with happiness.

That was his wish to just see what happens next with what could have been.

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spideyyroos · 3 years

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are you kidding me - peter parker (soulmate!au) part 4

are you kidding me? - peter parker (soulmate!au) - part 4

pairing: peter parker x stark!female!reader summary: during your everlasting rivalry against peter parker, you’re unlucky enough to find out that not only is he spider-man (your dad’s new kid), but he is also your soulmate. god help us all. (soulmate au where you have a mark of where your soulmate first touches you) word count: 969 requested?: yes! warnings: pure teenage angst, a brief mention of smexy themes if u squint, y/n having major commitment issues, sad baby peter a/n: i apologize for the wait! this chapter is highkey garbage but i’m really trying to get back into writing :( shoutout to my girls for helping motivate me ;-; [part 1] [part 2] [part 3]

In the weeks following the patrolling incident, Y/N avoided Peter like the plague. To blame it on trust and abandonment issues, it would never be a fair fight when it comes to her justification. Although she would never admit it, witnessing Peter fall to pieces directly in front of her--half-expecting her to sew him back together--caused her to spiral. She figured, if she never allowed herself to show any vulnerability, Peter would never come to be disappointed with her. The last person she wanted any resentment from, aside from her own father, was Peter. Though this was to contradict their adversarial relationship, Y/N continuously held his opinions to a higher standard than anyone else. Although at this point of their complex relationship, there was truly nothing to hide. Whether it was against his, hers, or the universe’s will, either could hear each other’s thoughts, feel each other’s pain, and understand each other’s sentiments. Despite making it her life’s mission to prevent Peter from ever invading her mind palace, it was essentially impractical to avoid his presence at Midtown. As far as anyone knew, Y/N “Walters” and Peter Parker were “enemies attached at the hip.” Almost enrolled in every AP course possible, participating in the same extracurricular activities, even having the same lunch period made it damn near impossible. Making matters worse, Peter was constantly making an effort to make amends for their less-than-perfect past. Even if their insult guns were cocked and ready, neither party was ready for the cruel and empty words that were thrown at each other. As previously emphasized, the tension that the pair created in the atmosphere was almost overbearing at times. It came to a point in which their peers would create bets on when the “apparent sexual tension” would finally be released--the main perpetrator of such bets being Flash and (at her wit’s end) MJ. Desperately trying to push aside from their individual imperfections, Peter would corner her in the hallways, classrooms, and even her own bedroom to just simply apologize on his own behalf. But that goddamn Stark pride was a worldwide novelty. Y/N, keeping in mind that Peter had already torn into her massive ego, still held her head as high as she could. His criticism fell on deaf ears as she somehow wiggled her way out of every confrontation possible. In school, it was easy to play by the rules of their rivalry. She would always throw the same vicious cycle of signature Stark ™ remarks: “Oh, Pete-y baby, you wanna kiss?”; “Sorry Parker, I’m gonna have to give you blue balls--I have class right now!”; and other snarky comments of the same caliber. However, when it came to the complex--the visits that were few and far between--Peter genuinely had no clue as to exactly how Y/N could avoid him. Usually she would be more than prepared, calling out some sort of security protocol to FRIDAY that would usher him (rather aggressively) out of her room. Sometimes, out of the entire complex until Happy would unlock the door for him. Unfortunately for Peter, once was one too many times for Happy and soon Pepper became his doorwoman. Let it be noted that Peter is a fairly patient person, but when it came Y/N--she tested every nerve in his body. He was never sure why he always felt such animosity towards the Stark daughter, but he physically could not pull the reins on his competitive nature. Mind you, he purely disregarded looks and actual personality (which, trust, Y/N was overflowing in that department) to narrow in on her academic stance compared to his. Now, in the recent turn of events, Peter would take advantage of the rare moments where he could take in her beauty (natural or otherwise). Then, the sudden feeling of rejection would infiltrate any sort of daydream that could possibly gain traction when Y/N would rip herself from his mind. Demanding an obscene amount of space from him, Y/N locked herself away from him--deliberately eliminating any hopes of forgiveness and consolation in the near future. Peter currently sat in his small bedroom, spent from the day’s worth of school and patrolling. Thankful for the lack of crime within the day, he was sprawled on top of his twin-size mattress and still was attempting to catch his breath from the brief altercation he experienced before he finished patrolling for the afternoon. It was yet another attempted robbery, but it was somehow smaller than the encounter from a few weeks prior. Peter stared at his ceiling, trying to devise the best way to confront Y/N and otherwise figure out their soulmate connection.

Please don’t do this right now, Peter.

Wha--I wasn’t doing anything--

How do you repeatedly forget that I can hear you? Even if you think that you are dialing it down, it’s still loud and clear--constantly present in my mind.

Y/N continued as Peter did not respond.

Look, Peter, I want this to work out as much as the next person...but I honestly cannot find it in me to push aside everything that we’ve been through together. I don’t want to damage you, Peter. I don’t know how you are trying to go about this...I’ve always known you to be persistent with seeing the best in people, but I am, honest to God, the last person you should spare with optimism. So, if you really want to care about me, don’t try to talk to me, don’t look my way, and certainly don’t want to come to the compound.

And, in one final sentence, Y/N shattered the last resort of their potential relationship.

I’m sorry, Peter, but I can’t do this.

Without a second to respond, Y/N cut herself out from Peter’s mind.

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peeterparkr · 4 years

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perfidy;tom holland

teaser & prologue: the end of a beginning.

enemies to lovers au

story summary: Tom and you have been sworn enemies since you were young. However you happened to be best friends with the twins. When one of your friends challenged you to break Tom’s heart, you immediately accepted to get back at him for all the times he’s hurt you. Old feelings might come back, while both of you try to go past your pride and your lies.

teaser summary: the first & the last times.

pairing: tom holland x y/n

warnings: none I think, further chapters angsty, smutty

word count: 1k

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As you know, Limits of Desire is coming to an end so I’m starting this new series. I’m very excited for this! Maybe it’ll flop but I like the idea, so I hope you like it too!

per·fi·dy /ˈpərfədē/ (noun):

1: the quality or state of being faithless or disloyal: TREACHERY. 2: an act or an instance of disloyalty 3: deceitfulness; untrustworthiness.

When we walk in with the idea of a sworn enemy, it is expected to be deceived. One never walks into a war without expecting a battle, without expecting casualties. But you would have never guessed to be hurt in this way, not because you never thought he could stab you, but because you would have never guessed you’d feel this way by knowing he wanted to hurt you.

This wasn’t a first time he’d hurt you, but you thought you’d learned better. You’ve learned it before, he was not worth the aggravation. Yet there you were, in your way to apologize to your best friend for causing such a mess. You were sure neither Harry nor Emma wanted to see you. But you were even more sure that they didn’t want to see Tom.

You didn’t want to see him, because this wasn’t the first time Tom Holland had shattered your heart. It was the first time you shattered his, however. If you could even say that. And you were sure you had been both initially determined to hurt each other. Because both of you had twisted your words, and you’d both played with fire.

But right now, you were trying to figure out if it had only been only an act of playing pretend, you were trying to understand if you really had gone to the battle wanting to win. Maybe you were destined to lose. Because you were sure that even if you were now standing in the end, there was still a beginning.

Everybody talks about first times, but not the best ones. Not the ones that really settle in a relationship. Not the ones that you barely remember. But they’re important.

Everybody remembers the first kiss, the first date, the first time you slept together, the first time saying I love you.

No one remembers the first time you looked into each other’s eyes, or the first time your hands brushed against theirs, the first time you ran out of breath after laughing at a joke they made. The first time you hugged. The first time they reached out to pull back a lost strand of hair. The first time you ever shared fries or the first time they gave you a spoonful of whatever they were cooking. The first time they showed their ugly laugh or the first time you really turned into friends.

The first time that you ever saw them with different eyes, and the first time that you didn’t roll your eyes at a lame attempt to flirt. The first time you talked wholeheartedly. The first time you weren’t lying.

And nobody talks about the last times which turn into firsts. The last time you ever ignored each other, the first time you listened.

The last time you stayed up all night to wait for a text and the first time you ever feared they wouldn’t text back. The last time you said goodbye and the first time you’d be scared to say hello. The last time you fought and the first time you didn’t want to apologize. The last time you went to bed together and the first time you ever woke up without him.

Nobody talks about the last time you believed it was real, and the first time you ever let loose. Because it was a mistake, but all good things are, aren’t they? Miracles happened by accident. But this wasn’t an accident, this had been a perfectly crafted way of hurting each other.

Maybe the first times led to the last times. And you wondered if you had ever crossed his mind before. Because he was always roaming your mind. You were not supposed to fall in love with him, this was just a stupid bet, and this had been a stupid decision. But maybe he did hate you now, maybe it was always meant to be this way, with him not wanting to talk to you, not even having the energy to annoy you and with him not answering your calls or your texts, not even to call you names.

But nobody talked about betrayal, and how you shouldn’t even be angry about it because you had accepted the dare so nonchalantly and you knew what you were playing with. You were both wrong in this situation.

Had this been the sweet revenge you were looking for? Or had it been just a pathetic excuse just to get close to him and finally accept your feelings? Maybe this just meant you were both too proud to accept it. But you were hurt, too.

And now there you were, wondering what you had done wrong, wanting to turn back time so you had said no to that dare. Because, then it wouldn’t have hurt that much. Both playing pretend but both letting each other fall.

But you remembered a first time, the first time you met, the first time you crushed on him and the last time he hurt you and the day you had promised yourself you’d never think of Tom Holland as anything but an asshole whom you would never trust, and you remembered that from a very young age you’d promised yourself that you’d never get tangled in his charms. Because they were not true.

But you weren’t really one to talk now about truthful charms and you couldn’t say anything because you were no better than him.

But Tom Holland was so vain, and arrogant and too proud of himself. And everything revolved around him. Even your mind and your heart right now. But it was Tom, the idiot you’ve sworn you’d hate your whole life and the one who annoyed you whenever he strutted into a room.

This was Tom, there was no reason to cry. You’d always say it: ‘I’d rather have grounds in my coffee than spend 5 minutes with him.’ Yet you were crying.

But there are first times, and there are last times. It’s just a matter of retrospective to see if its the end of a beginning or the beginning of an end, even if both of you showed how big of perfidy you can pull.

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tag list @clairesrainbow @underoosmarvel @wronglanemendes @itsvianny @jake-and-amy-are-married @starlightfound @harleenqueenofgotham @kill-the-stereo @originalpinkpowerranger @spidxrparkxr @mukesnugget @anxiousdesignerdancerbandlover @organicpurplepants @happywolves81 @nedthegay @skylar-mendes @sentimentalquackson @savannah0111 @spidermansmj14 @soccerstud004 @marinaabernardii @applenter @silver-winter-wolf @dark-infernal-instruments @claredolphinbear24 @bookgirlunicorn @tomshufflepuff @avengersgirllorianna @nevertoofarfromivar @saintlavrents @herofiennestiffinashardinscott. @tomzfrog @tohollandback @morganhoran1671 @awkwardfangirl2014 @spideysimpossiblegirl @everythingbooknerd @xapham @xapham @xxtomxo @tomhollandisagod @danicarosaline @laurfangirl424 @vintageroses1014516 @cinnamon-roll-peter @the-lost-fairy-tale @lala-florez @fufaation15 @healthyassdonut @ilcveyou3000 @xxtomxo @socorroann @muffinmari25 @cassindeansass @rogers-obsessed-barnes-curious @southsidespidey @nathaliabakes @nathaliabakes @marvelstuck @embrace-themagic @bradfordbantams @sanniegirl1214 @gioandreolli @peterpandco @fairytaleparker @underooling @griff1ndor @chubby-cheek-calum @thatweirdomimic @avengersgirllorianna @reginalaufeyson-holmes @better-daisy @yeahimcrying @allmonstersxarehuman @spider-manholland @clairesrainbow @georiaang @sebxstianbarnes @kissingtrutharchives @snoopy3000 @prettymessygurl @spideyparkerstark @fanfic-4-you @lexshead @officiallyunofficialperson @mannien @whitewolfandthefox @melodiclovesong @bizzlepotter @localfangirlx @xxpeachyxo @acceptance07 @mendes-fan @mendes-fan @swaggyspiderman @localfangirlx @queengemsworld @liberty01 @stiles-banshees @itsjusttor @stretchkingblog97 @annathesillyfriend @dangerousluv1 @tomshufflepuff @thewayilookatbacon @petersdiaries @emjaywrites @swaggyspiderman @infamousmany @jungeunave @bullshitstars23 @ispiderdudei @calhtlland @literalfsngirltrash @quacksonhq @it-is-rebel-owl-ma-dudes @desir-ae @pxkajesus @unbelievableholland @peterporkpie @justanotherusername80 @smolpeachees @thenoddingbunny-blog @quackeroos @spideyyeet

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afterglowparker · 5 years

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fanfic writer appreciation day

i love this day, because while i believe it is important to appreciate fanfic authors everyday, i do think it is nice to dedicate a day to doing so. fanfic writers (those of us who have been here for years, those of us who just started, those of us who write full-length novels, and those of us who dabble in blurbs--litearlly every single person) work very hard on their craft and i want to take the time to show some love to some of my favorite authors! i haven’t had much time to read, but here is a short list of writers who i have loved for awhile, always return too, and have had the pleasure of enjoying their work. thank you for inspiring me and giving me a way to escape from the hectic nature of life and the stress of adult responsibilities. i highly recommend giving everyone on this list a follow if you haven’t yet—you won’t regret it. 💓

the writers below are a mix of tom holland and peter parker writers (and co.)!

@hey-marlie there are simply not enough words in the english language that could express my love for miss marlie b. as a writer, marlie has done something so incredibly astounding, phenomenal, and spectacular. every piece of work she puts out moves me (i laugh, i cry, i scream in frustration and i bite my nails in anticipation) and pushes me to want to work on my own craft. i’ve been with her since far from you (home) was just about 2/3 of the way through and have fallen more in love with the world she has been creating since. i cannot chose just one piece to recommend, because they have all taken my breath away, so here is her entire spider-man masterlist. (though spidey code sleepover, homage to heartbreak and london pt.3 are on my permanent re-read list.)

@pparkerwrites j! i don’t think there’s many more things i could say about her that i haven’t already. she’s as kind as she is talented, which is a pretty staggeringly high amount. one of the first marvel writers i ever found and fell in love with, i have only become more enamored by her work. my favorites include sunburn, revelations and her mini-series ex-friends (here is pt. 1!) || masterlist

@starksparker kaylee. where do i begin? kaylee is the writer who pushed me to begin writing again. she is the writer who never fails to inspire me and constantly puts out work (and i mean full length novels—take a moment to bow down to this wonder of a woman!) that makes me have to stop and catch my breath, because the emotional roller-coaster i was put on was so exhilarating. forever and dare you to move are two of my favorite series from her! || masterlist

@madmadmilk i’ve expressed my love for j before, but let’s do this one more time (cue into the spider-verse type introduction scene). i can’t remember how i found her blog, but i’m insanely happy that i did. i’ve been following her for quite some time and it has been nothing short of a good time. her stories have a way of taking you away and making you feel a multitude of emotions all at once. she makes you laugh, she makes you cry, and she makes you thirst. my favorites include ground rules and contrapposto (seriously, i cannot tell you how many times i have re-read both of these series...and they still take my breath away each time). || masterlist

@ispiderdudei laney knows how big of a fan and supporter i am of her’s, but i want to let you all know once more! some time ago, i stumbled across her series only and fell head-over-heels in love with it, and in turn, her!! it’s a dad!tom fic and if that’s your jam, i cannot recommend the series enough. it’s a fic that i continuously look forward too and don’t get tired of reading. || masterlist

@keepingupwiththeparkers katie! wow oh wow! i’ve only been following her for a short amount of time, but i’ve loved getting to know her and her work more as time goes on! i’m currently working through her series sweetner and i’m truly at a loss for words when it comes to how i feel about it. it’s so sweet (hmm no pun intended, tho it does seem fitting) and makes me crave my own uni!barista!tom! the series truly has it all and i promise you will love it if you read it; i don’t get tired of reading it. and it really is the kind of love i am searching for in uni. and i love her for that! || masterlist

@angelic-holland alice! where do i begin? i think i found her work shortly before leaving for a flight across seas and i remember being upset i wouldn’t have any internet so that i could continue binge reading her work!! i even tried to open as many tabs with stories that peaked my intrigue as i could so i would at least have a few stories to read--safe to say i was entertained and felt many emotions on that flight. you can pick any piece of her work and it will take your breath away (and probably make you thirst), but i do have to recommend her series drive north, as it is one i always return to! || masterlist

@lousimusician i actually found this author from other people recommending them in some of my mutual’s inboxes and i’m insanely glad they did! they have a lot of great work, but my favorite is their series i want you back! it has made me laugh, but mostly cry, as it has ripped my heart straight out of my chest and stomped on it—but in the best way possible. do yourself a favor, and give it a read! || masterlist

@mcuspidey lixi! my love! you know how big of a fan of yours i am, but imma gush about you some more! lixi has a hold on my heart and i am completely okay with that; she is as great a friend as she is a writer. reading her work is always such a joy, as it doesn’t just past the time for me, but it actually makes me feel. i feel my eyes water, i feel my heart clench during angsty parts, and i feel my cheeks hurt from smiling so wide though all the fluff. because i’m a sucker for my boy peter parker, one of my favorites is her piece i like you! (she also makes such pretty moodboards and masterlists—in fact, she made my masterlist and i am so in love with it!) || masterlist

@stuckonspidey lilly—how i love you so. i can’t remember how i found your blog or what piece i first read, all i know for sure is that first night i stumbled across your blog, i binge read everything you had posted. i started reading i only feel you when there was only about four parts posted! to see how far you come is a joy and to get to know you more as person is a gift. lilly has a way of transporting you into her stories and one of my absolute favorites is her series we all wear masks! if you have a moment, i highly recommend sitting down and checking out her work. || masterlist

this hellsite has so many wonderful authors, many of whom i haven’t even discovered yet, so just know that even if you aren’t on this list, i appreciate the hell out of you. keep doing what you’re doing, because you’re so wonderful! 💓

pt. 2 pt. 3

#this is in no way shape or form contains all the authors i love #i'm just very tired and want to express my love fully and not just slap down meaningless words #so i will most likely make a pt. 2 #and probably a pt. 3 as well #fanfic writer appreciation day #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine #peter parker one shot #peter parker fic rec #tom holland x reader #tom holland imagine #tom holland one shot #tom holland fic rec #grace babbles #i'll meet queue in the afterglow

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lovinnscarletknight · 5 years

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Billionaire - NEW STORY

Tony Stark isn’t the perfect billionaire, but when he held his daughter for the first time sixteen years ago, he knew his life was perfect. Katherine Stark was the youngest of the two Stark descendants, the other being Thomas Stark who was now in his early twenties and was rarely home because he was fighting for their country. Katherine has no recollection of her mother who died when she was only two years old, she was taken from Tony’s grip by a brutal form of cancer, but she’s never been forgotten. Tony knew he had to take care of his two children, even if his son was defiant and ignored his father pleas for help; which is why Tony started drinking, sometimes so heavily he demanded help from his wife, who was no longer around.

Katherine constantly reminds Tony of her mother and how she was such a kind-hearted soul and how she would never judge someone until she knew them. Tony’s heart swelled when he heard the teenage girl offer her help to him or her friends just like his wife used to do. Katherine is loved by the whole of the team and after one day when she is caught in a fatal accident, everyone is devastated. Tony cannot bare to face the fact that the one thing that lights up his world is about to be taken away from him but when an unknown doctor states he can save her, Tony doesn’t question his ways, he quickly tells him to do what he must; no matter the cost. Little does Tony know, his daughter, his Katherine, is transformed into a superhuman with shocking abilities, ones he never could’ve wished upon his baby.

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PART ONE OUT NOW!

Let me know if you want to be tagged, this part follow for the story of civil war and then will continue to Homecoming, Infinity War and maybe Endgame? Maybe even FFH? It might be too long though looool

I’ve finally found my passion for writing again and I can’t wait to share it with you, first part posted later today :)

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peeterparkr · 4 years

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In Lod what is a happy, post-fic headcanon you have about Tom and reader?

OOOF, here’s a little blurb of it...

Tom’s proposal.Blurb inspired by Limits of Desire.

Tom proposed just before Haz and Lizzie’s wedding, if we’re honest, he had wanted to wait, but he just couldn’t, and it hadn’t been like he’d planned it. He had wanted to do it somewhere very nice, he’d planned to do it on a very nice place.

But he was carrying the ring around everywhere since his mother had given him his grandma’s ring. Yes, he didn’t buy it, no tiffany blue box in his drawer this time, it was more emotional.

And if we’re honest, Tom had wanted to get down on one knee since he had first seen her in that Megara costume. But they both knew that they had a lot to do, they had to settle in a relationship, which, if we’re honest, was very... very easy. They’d just translated old habits into a relationship, and now, thank you very much, they could kiss all day and there was no trouble. And it was very nice, very domestic and intimate, and perfect.

Even when it wasn’t, they weren’t a perfect couple, of course. They’d sometimes have fights, like all couples do, but they loved each other too much to let it sting. Tom would let her cry, and then eventually she’d come back looking for him.

There was a constant in their relationship, they were best friends first and a couple second. If that made any sense, because they’d listen to each other, and they’d cheer the one up. It was never 50/50... It’d be 80/20, or 30/70. But they both gave their 100%. Maybe that’s why it worked. Best friends who happened to be in love with each other.

Even when Tom was away, that’s when things got hard. Only because they’d miss each other too much, until they realized they really didn’t have to be away. Y/N started travelling along with him.

But overall, the relationship was fun. They’d even joke about the events they’d gone through like whenever they’d be walking down a supermarket, they’d joke about y/n running from the aisle, or if Tom would take time to say something they’d joke about having to go back to Mexico so he could finally know what he’d say.

There had been times when Tom was ringless, and he would blurt out the question randomly, ‘hey y/n, if I asked you to marry me would you say yes?’

and then she’d answer ‘Dunno, maybe... but I’ll run away’.

It’d been weird, just before y/n had been so happy about weddings, and she was even writing about them but now... It seemed that she didn’t need it, she only wanted Tom.

But then he had a ring, and he stopped asking it because he didn’t want her to suspect anything. She didn’t.

And then, he’d have reservations in fancy restaurants, or he’d prepare very romantic nights... But that wasn’t it. He thought: the right moment will come. But he knew it had to be something spectacular, he couldn’t do expect anything else, you know? It was y/n, not any other girl, it was y/n.

The girl had been writing amazing things about him, and after all, they’ve gone through, he needed to tell her he loved her in the biggest way, the world had to know it, you know?

But he was conflicted because he knew y/n wasn’t... a big fan of BIG PDA, she was simple. But of course, this couldn't be simple.

But Tom couldn’t wait anymore, and when Haz had gotten engaged, Tom was so stressed. Why hadn’t he proposed yet? Even if y/n wasn’t pushing him to do it, and she barely mentioned it...Everyone else would. Her friends. His friends. His family. Her family. ‘When’s your turn?’

Haz had proposed quicker to Lizzie, and Tom, even after all those years, he was still waiting?

But Tom didn’t know if y/n wanted to get married, because of course, last time she was about to...Well, we know where that ended. But Tom couldn’t stop hinting it. He’d say stuff like: ‘Our wedding will be prettier, it’ll have nicer colors.’ ‘Our wedding will be bigger’ ‘I want to see you on your wedding dress already’ ‘When we get married, there’ll be fireworks’

But he... couldn’t find the right time. It was until the day before Liz and Haz’ wedding when he knew he couldn’t wait any longer.

And maybe y/n was super tired because let’s face it, Lizzie sounds like one crazy bridezilla, so maybe she called him like: “Hey, let’s order a pizza, and watch some movies and forget there’s a wedding tomorrow.”

And they were laughing at life, and cuddling and just enjoying the moment, you know? Cuddled against each other, and it felt like any other day they’d gone through. And Tom knew it, Tom finally knew it. He didn’t need anything else, he didn’t need a big wedding, he didn’t need the fireworks and he didn’t need the fancy restaurants.

He didn’t need anything else, not a big wedding, not... anything, he just needed to know he’d spend the rest of his life with her.

So he popped the question.... And he said it, that in a few years that’s all he needed, a couch, a movie on and y/n in his arms, he didn’t ask for anything else but for her to love him for the rest of their lives.

Needless to say, a ring was then on her hand.

And it was a good thing that they didn’t want a perfect wedding, even if they had planned one. It was a good thing that y/n and Tom both knew that in the end, it only mattered that she was walking down the aise to spend the rest of their lives togehter.

It’s a good thing they didn’t care if the wedding had been ruined, it’s a good thing that they didn’t mind if it wasn’t perfect. Trust me, it wasn’t.

Y/N had said: ‘everything that could go wrong, will go wrong’, and damn right she was... But that’s another story.

i’ll tag people from LOD because I feel like I left you guys with a lot of questions.

tag list @clairesrainbow @underoosmarvel @wronglanemendes @itsvianny @jake-and-amy-are-married @starlightfound @harleenqueenofgotham @kill-the-stereo @originalpinkpowerranger @spidxrparkxr @mukesnugget @anxiousdesignerdancerbandlover @organicpurplepants @happywolves81 @nedthegay @skylar-mendes @sentimentalquackson @savannah0111 @spidermansmj14 @soccerstud004 @marinaabernardii @applenter @silver-winter-wolf @dark-infernal-instruments @claredolphinbear24 @bookgirlunicorn @tomshufflepuff @avengersgirllorianna @nevertoofarfromivar @saintlavrents @herofiennestiffinashardinscott. @tomzfrog @tohollandback @morganhoran1671 @awkwardfangirl2014 @spideysimpossiblegirl @everythingbooknerd @xapham @xapham @xxtomxo @tomhollandisagod @danicarosaline @laurfangirl424 @vintageroses1014516 @cinnamon-roll-peter @the-lost-fairy-tale @lala-florez @fufaation15 @healthyassdonut @ilcveyou3000 @xxtomxo @socorroann @muffinmari25 @cassindeansass @rogers-obsessed-barnes-curious @southsidespidey @nathaliabakes @nathaliabakes @marvelstuck @embrace-themagic @bradfordbantams @sanniegirl1214 @gioandreolli @peterpandco @fairytaleparker @underooling @griff1ndor @chubby-cheek-calum @thatweirdomimic @avengersgirllorianna @reginalaufeyson-holmes @better-daisy @yeahimcrying @allmonstersxarehuman @spider-manholland @clairesrainbow @georiaang @sebxstianbarnes @kissingtrutharchives @snoopy3000 @prettymessygurl @spideyparkerstark @fanfic-4-you @lexshead @officiallyunofficialperson @mannien @whitewolfandthefox @melodiclovesong @bizzlepotter @localfangirlx @xxpeachyxo @acceptance07 @witchything @witchything @swaggyspiderman @localfangirlx @queengemsworld @liberty01 @stiles-banshees @itsjusttor @stretchkingblog97 @annathesillyfriend @dangerousluv1 @tomshufflepuff @thewayilookatbacon @petersdiaries @emjaywrites @swaggyspiderman @infamousmany @jungeunave @bullshitstars23 @ispiderdudei @calhtlland @literalfsngirltrash @quacksonhq @it-is-rebel-owl-ma-dudes @desir-ae @pxkajesus @unbelievableholland @peterporkpie @justanotherusername80 @smolpeachees @thenoddingbunny-blog @quackeroos @spideyyeet

#lod #limits of desire #tom holland blurb #tom holland one shot #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland #tom holland and you #tom holland and reader #tom holland and y/n #tom holland fanfic #tom holland ff #tom holland fluff #tom holland imagine #tom holland story #tom holland writing #tom holland fanfiction

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blissfulparker · 5 years

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Give me a feeling ch.3—boxer!roomate!tom

Parings →boxer!roomate!tom x ballerina!reader

Summary →a gentle dancer crosses paths with a rough boxer, they end up living off each other making no rules except one, never fall in love.

Warnings→ cursing

A/n→ hey I know this is late but finals are coming up and I’m really stressed so I haven’t been here much(not gonna lie I only come on during my emotional breakdowns) so I’ll try and post as much as I can but it will be hard until around Christmas.

Tom once told you he hated attention, you thought that was the biggest lie he’s ever told.

Tom had spotlights in him all the time, girls chasing after him left and right, people only dreaming they could talk to him. You talked to him everyday, even rumored that you both were dating. He quickly shut that one down of course but with him being in the spotlight and you coming to fame because of him was hard. Hard for him to be himself sometimes. You knew how hard this was for him, all he wanted to do was box but sometimes he wanted a break from even that. You use to joke that the two of you would take a year break and live in France.

You woke up to the sound of puking in the bathroom, the walls were thin so it wasn’t hard to hear him curse and then vomit. You didn’t hesitate to run to his assistant once you heard him.

“Tom?” You come to rub his back as he let it all out in the toilet. “Tom are you okay?” You ask him and he nods as he grabs toilet paper to wipe his mouth.

“That was fucking disgusting.” He says as he leans back against the bathroom wall.

“Are you okay?” You ask him again and he nods.

“I think I need the day off.” He says, it was early in the morning so you knew Harrison would be awake.

“Okay I’ll call Harrison then my company so I can take the day—“ you start but cuts you off.

“No, I don’t want you taking the day off, I’m serious. You have that dance of yours coming up, I know it means a lot so don’t take a day off for me.” He tells you and you roll your eyes but agree.

“Fine, but I’m calling Harrison to tell him that you aren’t feeling well so you can’t come to work.” You tell Tom and he nods. “Oh and I want you to see a real doctor.” You give him a serious look before walking back to your room.

“There’s Nothing you cant fix love.” He yells before hurling over the toilet again.

When you left tom you were nervous, mostly because the boy never takes sick days and when he does you usually take care of him. He wasn’t exactly sick, you thought he might have a concussion but if you told him then he’d feel the need not to go to the doctors about it. You also knew that he wouldn’t go to the doctors without you, claiming that when he goes with you they don’t try and take his blood as for when he’s alone they try and poke him with a million needles.

“I think the spins were definitely a little—“ Dana was talking before she cut herself off seeing tom at the front desk with a bag of food and the girl drooling over him. “Are you gonna go get him or...” she asked staring at him with heart eyes.

“I told him to stay home.” You groaned as you walked over to him grabbing his arm. “What are you doing here?” You asked him and he looked up from the front desk woman.

“I brought you lunch darling, house got boring without you.” He smirked and handed you the bag. He knew the effect he had on the woman who danced here, he was practically their Greek god.

“Besides, I heard Blair just broke up with her boyfriend.” He says and you step on his foot with your point shoes.

“Leave Blair alone she’s actually very heartbroken.” You tell him. “Thank you for bringing me lunch, is there anything else you need?” You asked him and he nodded.

“I need you to come to the doctors with me.” He says as if he’s a child.

“Tom,” You sigh. “You’re 22 years old. you can go to the doctors without someone with you.” You say and he pouts.

“Please! Everytime I go alone they—“ before he can finish you cut him off.

“Try and stick a million needles in me yeah yeah, I know.” You tell him before you pull him off to the break room so you can sit and eat in private.

“I really love the attention they give me here.” He smirks at one of the girls who waved at him.

“Yeah, they should practically give you a damn staute.” You joked.

The two of you sat in the break room eating where a bunch of the other dancers ate and talked rather than going out or going home.

“Did you throw up again today?” You asked and he shook his head poking at his food with his fork.

“No, took the medicine you left for me and I have an appointment for 4:30 which I need you to be there.” He says and you sigh not wanting to go. “How’s the dance coming along?” He asked curious about the popular ballet Swan Lake where you were one of the back up dancers, not the star of the show.

“Good, tiring I need you to help me roll out my joints when I get home.” You tell him and he nods.

“I can do that.” He says as he takes a bite of his food. “If you come to the doctors.” He smirks and you roll your eyes.

“I’ll go, fine.” You tell him, you knew you let him win this little argument.

“Perfect,” He says as he stands up taking his trash and yours. “We should probably go now. I know you like being there early.” He says, you did like being to the doctors early but it was his appointment not yours.

“No, I know you’re scared and you’re going to try and get out of it at last minute.” You argue with him.

“Yeah sure.”

The two of you sat in the doctors office with you filling out the paper work and tom massaging his temples and enjoying the attention the woman at the front desk gave him there as well.

“Tom? Tom Holland?” A man who looked to be almost the same age as the two of you called out.

The both of you stood up before walking over to the man with you giving him the paperwork. The man gave a warm smile, almost too warm of one.

“You must be his sister—“ the doctor paid less attention to tom for a moment but rather focused on the beauty that you radiated.

“Girlfriend,” he coughed out grabbing your waist. “She’s my girlfriend. Are we going to get this done or...?” He asked and it only made you roll your eyes.

“Right, sorry.” The doctor says before he turns around. “Come with me the room is down here.”

As the three of you entered the room tom had hesitated as he sat down already acting like the child he was. He acted as if he was ready to throw a temper tantrum any second.

“He has a concussion, I think, he threw up this morning and got hit in the head pretty hard last night. He says he feels like his head is swelling.” You say and the doctor writes all of the things you say down and tom rolls his eyes.

“He could possibly, ill take his blood pressure and then do some tests to see where he’s at, I’ll be right back.” He turns out of the room smirking at you before leaving.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” You hit Toms arm.

“What?” He asks defensively.

“You acting like I’m your girlfriend! I’m allowed to date too you know! Not everything is about you!” You argue, the truth was, tom didn’t want you to date. He wanted—needed you all to himself.

“Fine you want to flirt with him then go for it! He doesn’t even look like he’s worth it though.” He says before he turns away.

The doctor came back in, the room filled with awkward tension and now you and tom both acting immature. He wasn’t fine just like you had thought, he had a concussion, severe one in fact, the doctor told him he should stay home and rest for about 3 days, 3 days was too long in Toms head though so you knew it was going to be hell, mostly because Harrison would force him to stay home.

“Thank you for your help, we really appreciate it.” You smile at the man before grabbing tom and taking him out of the place into the cold New York air.

“You hear that? No boxing for 3 days.” You tell him and he jerks his arm away.

“I’m not a damn child I understood him.” He pouts before you turn the corner to walk back to the apartment.

“You acted like a damn child.” You bantered at him.

“Stop I’m not in the mood.” He says before you step in front of him.

“Hey hey, look, I’m sorry I know this is like hell for you. I’ll get us Sushi tonight okay?” You offered and he nodded before you swung your arm around his shoulder.

“Don’t do that.” He pushes you off.

“Stop pouting,” You say before you turn into the complex.

“I’m not pouting.” He says before he tries to walk ahead.

You knew that this week was going to be the worst week of both of your lives.

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ispiderdudei · 5 years

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Just wanted to update you to say that there is a possibility that I’ll update only this week;);););)

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ispiderdudei · 5 years

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Hi love you imagines. Can I be tagged in Only?

lol I haven’t done any imagines yet, but I know what you mean don’t worry. You definitely can be tagged thank you so much for reading it.

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spideyyroos · 6 years

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are you kidding me? - peter parker (soulmate!au) - part 2

pairing: peter parker x stark!female!reader

summary: during your everlasting rivalry against peter parker, you’re unlucky enough to find out that not only is he spider-man (your dad’s new kid), but he is also your soulmate. god help us all. (soulmate au where you have a mark of where your soulmate first touches you)

word count: 1288

requested: yes!

warnings: language, slight angst

a/n: hey guys, thank you so much for all the love on the first part of this series! i appreciate every single like and reblog. tbh this series might the slightest bit of slow burn bc i don’t want to rush it and ya girl wants to (eventually) make hella angsty chapters you feel;)) but then again idk lmao. also, hello to my new followers! thanks again, love you all! please feel free to ask me to add you to the taglist :)

[part 1]

The moment in which his hand and her arm touched, where they saw bits and pieces of their future together, the warmth that enveloped was a comfortable amount. The one that one feels him or herself fall asleep to, the one that one feels when the love of his or her life says those three words that are beautiful and terrifying all at once.

Peter and Y/N were both wide-eyed, so still that they practically weren’t breathing. Y/N started breathing heavy, taking in that Peter fucking Parker was her soulmate. Of course, she was prepared for anyone to be her soulmate; but, why him? God, of all people, it had to be him. She couldn’t pinpoint her hatred for him aside from academics. Sure, Peter wasn’t the most revolting thing on Planet Earth, but it made Y/N cringe at how easily he could under her skin. He might as well take one breath and make her scream at him to “Shut up!”

Peter, on the other hand, watched as Y/N tried to recoil from the contact, only for his grip to tighten. Don’t pull away, Peter thought. Her face twisted, Did I just hear you? Peter’s face matched Y/N’s. In that moment, they forgot that once one touches his or her soulmate, they can feel their pain, emotional and/or physical;they can hear the other’s thoughts; two people become one with their soulmate.

“Okay listen. I know that you hate this, a lot actually, but eventually we’ll have to come around. If we just try--” Peter tried to reason with Y/N but was cut off by a scoff.

“--Stop, okay? Personally, I think the universe slipped up on this soulmate thing. There is absolutely no way that you could possibly be my soulmate--”

“--Is this because you’re a Stark? You’re so high and mighty that anyone who had the potential of loving you is too weak or dumb compared to you? Huh? Is that why I’m such a threat to your life and that you have no other way of responding than hate?” Peter snapped at Y/N, digging deep into her mind and tearing her apart. As he spit venom with each word he spoke, Y/N flinched and felt the wetness in her eyes fall onto her face. Never had she been spoken to in such a manner, even when Tony was at his worst. Peter ended up breathing heavy from his sudden outburst. Seeing how her eyes shone with fear and guilt, he backed away from the close space that they were enclosed in.

I’m sorry...I think it’s best if we call it a day, Y/N thought. Peter nodded, daring to go and give the broken girl an awkward side hug.

See you later, Parker.

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10:47 p.m.

Peter finally made it to Y/N’s window after one of his many checks for any crime in Queens. He peeked in to see Y/N sitting with her knees drawn to her chest, tears fresh on her face as she watched one of the many rom-coms that she had watched that night. He sighed with relief as he realized that his waves of sadness throughout the night came from the tear-jerking movies. He watched as she reached for yet another tissue, adding to the pile that resided on her bed. She didn’t notice him, being thatt she was too distracted by the movie in front of her.

Peter paused as he raised his fist to knock on her window. Should he just go home and leave Y/N be or should he the bigger person in initiating their soon to be relationship? He swallowed his doubts down and knocked on the window. Y/N slowly dragged her eyes away from the TV to look at her window. Seeing Peter, Y/N wiped at her face for any excess tears that escaped. She got off her bed and went over to open her window, letting Peter in.

“Hey, what’s up?” Y/N asked. She sniffled and attempted to take attention away from the fact that she was just crying. Peter knew that it was partially his fault; he sent his apologies her way multiple times throughout that day, only for all his attempts to be ignored. “I thought that we were gonna call it a day,” Y/N awkwardly chuckled as she continued to stare at the ground.

“With all due respect, do you really want to make jokes right now?” Peter blurted out. Y/N’s head snapped up at him. He was able to see her broken expression as he yet again put salt into the wound. Peter’s eyes widened, “God, sorry--I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. Just, I don’t know how you can cope with your feelings by joking around. Shit, that came out wrong too. I just came in to check on you, but I think I should leave--”

“No wait,” Y/N was quick to grab his arm as he turned his back towards her, “stay...you can stay if you want to.”

Peter was surprised by her sudden change of heart. He briefly nodded, turning around to face her. He took in her appearance: simple pyjama shorts with a slightly larger school sweatshirt adorned by her once tear-stained face. Y/N looked at Peter’s Spider-Man suit, remembering back to when Tony and she had spent countless nights trying to figure out the best web shooters for this design on the suit. She was glad to see that the suit fit his body well (wink wonk).

“Hey, uh, do you need some clothes? Assuming that you’ll be staying with me for awhile,” Y/N didn’t wait for him to answer and walked over to her dresser, opening a drawer to find some sweatpants she had barely worn. She tossed the pair along with a oversized shirt, not before mentioning that the shirt was optional. Both were surprised that Y/N easily went back to her normal self after everything that happened.

Peter muttered a “thanks” after changing into the clothes Y/N had given him. After Y/N had cleared the bed of tissues, she pulled out two blankets from her closet and offered the bigger one to Peter. Peter, being Peter, declined the offer and persisted until Y/N threw the blanket at Peter’s face.

As the two teens settled on the bed, they didn’t how close they were until they both turned to ask if the other was comfortable. Y/N and Peter’s noses were close to touching and Y/N’s back was practically on Peter’s chest. Peter’s eyes flitted down to Y/N’s lips and Y/N returned the favor.

Y/N turned away before anything could happen. “Look, I know that we are meant to be with each other...but I feel like we’re rushing this. I mean, I found out that you’re Spider-Man, you found out I’m Tony Stark’s daughter, and, last but definitely not least, we found out that we’re each other’s soulmates in one day.”

“Yeah no I understand. Do you just want to sit here or..?” Peter searched her face for any indication of an answer.

That would be nice, Y/N looked at him and gave an awkward smile.

It wasn’t long before Peter went to check on Queens yet again. He promised to wash and give back the clothes that she had let him borrow.

Be safe out there. Not that I care or anything, Y/N thought. Peter could practically see the shit-eating grin that Y/N was wearing as he swung his way back to Queens.

Yeah, ok. And Happy is my best friend.

Shut up, Parker.

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