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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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upindreamland · 10 months

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Holland Siblings Group Chat - Holland Brothers

Summary: Texts I imagine you would get if you were a Holland!sibling

request: Hi! If you’re still taking requests could you do a text imagine that’s like all of the holland brothers x holland sister in a group chat? It could be about anything. Thanks!

AN: HEYYYYYY! Thank you for this request! I enjoyed making this one. Please enjoy! Also a new situation is separated by a line

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AN: that’s it I hope you enjoyed!!!

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emmy2026 · 1 year

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Finally

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Word count: 0.9k

Summary: after years of struggling with infertility, you find out you’re pregnant

Triggers: talk of vomit, I think that’s it, if you find any more let me know

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You were staying at Toms parents house for a few days, Tom was out with his brothers playing golf. So, it was just you, Nikki, and Dom.

You had woke up feeling sick and ended up throwing up a couple times. You had to convince Tom to even leave. After Nikki promising Tom that she would take care of you, Tom had left and promised to be back in a few hours. After beginning to feel better, you and Nikki were making some lunch when Nikki spoke.

“Have you taken a pregnancy test in the past few weeks?” she asked. You stopped cutting the carrots and looked over at her.

“No, why?” you asked, and went back to chopping the vegetables.

“You were sick this morning, and when I was making dinner last night, you said that the mac and cheese was making you sick. You normally love mac and cheese.” You had been feeling different the past few days, but you didn’t want to think it was anything.

“I don’t know.” you whispered loud enough for Nikki to hear. She stopped what she was doing at looked at you.

“You don’t know what?” she asked. You set the knife down and looked back at her.

“I don't know if I can take another one, I mean it’s been almost 2 years since we started trying and every time I see one line,” you felt a lump in your throat, and Nikki pulled me you a hug. “I don’t know if I can do it again.”

“Oh, honey. I’m not going to force you to take one, but I think you should. And if you want me to, I can be there.” we pulled out of the hug and you nodded.

“I’ll run to the store and buy a few after lunch.”

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You were nervous, you had just taken the test and were pacing up and down the hallway. Nikki was sitting on the edge of the bathroom tub and was surprisingly calm. You had to wait 5 minutes to look at the test and get the results. You had heard that moving the test to much could throw off the result so you placed it flat on the counter and put the box over the screen.

Your hands kept finding their way down to your stomach, something felt different this time. You couldn’t explain it.

A few moments later, the door to Dom’s office opened and he stepped out. His face was bunched up in confusion. He looked into the bathroom and was consumed with more confusion.

“Is everything okay?” he asked. You nodded your head kept biting your fingernails. Dom looked back at his wife, knowing he wasn’t going to get anything from you. He looked over at the counter and saw the boxes of pregnancy tests and his face softened. Suddenly, the timer went off on your phone and you walked back into the bathroom. Now Nikki and Dom were both sitting on the edge of the bathtub while you moved the box off the test and picked it up. Once you saw, the air left your lungs, your eyes filled with tears. You had decided to get a digital test, one the says pregnant or not pregnant.

PREGNANT

Nikki got off the tub and grabbed the test from your hands. She gasped and smiled at you, you felt a tear run down your face, so overcome with emotions. You were pulled into a hug by Nikki and you sobbed into her shoulder. It was finally happened, you’re pregnant, you and Tom are going to have a baby. Nikki and Dom gave you their congratulations and you couldn’t stop smiling. The only left was to tell Tom, you knew you couldn’t keep this from him.

“How are you going to tell Tom?” Dom asked.

“I don’t know.” Your fingers went down to play with your wedding ring.

The front door downstairs opened and you heard the laughter of your husband and his brothers. It warmed your heart to see them all together. You took the test and put it into the pocket of your jeans. Dom and Nikki left the bathroom to let you clean yourself up a little bit, since there were tear tracks down your face.

Once you looked better, you made your way downstairs and joined everyone in the kitchen. Tom looked at you and got up from where he was seated at the island. His hands were placed on your face and he looked concerned.

“You alright, love?” he asked. You nodded and smiled at him.

“Yeah, why do you ask?”

“You weren’t feeling good this morning, and you look like you were crying.”

“I’m okay, promise. I, uh, I actually have a surprise for you.” Tom took his hands off your face and you pulled the test out of your pocket. You handed it to him and his eyes widened.

“Are you?” he asked, you nodded and a smile appeared on his face. He pulled you into a hug and spun you around slightly. He set you down and kept hugging you. He placed a kiss on your forehead.

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positivelyholland · 1 year

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The Fight For Our Lives

pairing: tom holland x sister!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: so much talk of taylor swift, bad writing

summary: i don't wanna ruin the plot twist but just read it please

A/N no one asked for this and I have a million requests in my inbox that i'm working on so just enjoy this short little thing while i work on everything else

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Everyone was so close to a mental breakdown, especially you. And at this point, you felt the need to go back in time and warn your past self. Tell her it's a terrible idea and she definitely shouldn't do it. If you could, you would've never put yourself in this situation in the first place.

You needed to rewind time and tell Y/N from 45 minutes ago that this was going to end in disaster.

And Tom felt the exact same way.

If only he wouldn't have accepted the job from his parents to do this. If only he would've thought thing through, then he wouldn't currently be on the verge of committing a crime.

It was the moment that everyone had been dreading for 15 years. The task that everyone pushed off as a future problem, but now was the moment they had to face their biggest fear....

Teaching Y/N Holland how to drive.

Tom had been stupid enough to accept the job that his parents offered him, and now he knows exactly why his parents didn't want to do it themselves.

"Tom, I have a really important chore for you" Nicki started.

"Ok...." tom responded, putting his phone down.

"Someone needs to teach y/n how to drive, and god knows you're the only one with enough patience to do so"

"ok i'll do it! how hard can it be?" tom laughed at his moms dramatics.

Oh how naive he was to think that his mom was exaggerating how bad this was going to be, for both Tom and you.

It had started off pretty smoothly, with only one curb getting hit and almost running over a couple of pedestrians. Although Tom wasn't too worried during those moments, he soon began to fear for his life and sanity.

You got distracted because of the fact that you listening to Taylor Swift while you drove, so Tom tried to turn off the music after you almost ran a red light because of this. However, you were not pleased with your eldest brother disrupting your jamming session, so you instantly became very irritated.

You tried to turn it back on, as you insisted that it helped you drive better, but due to the fact that any other person on this earth would disagree with your statement, Tom immediately slapped your hand away from the button that turns your music back on.

"DONT TOUCH ME I'M LISTENING TO TAYLOR SWIFT" you practically screamed at him.

"WELL I'M SORRY THAT I WANT TO SURVIVE THIS DRIVE" Tom said, matching your volume.

"BUT WILDEST DREAMS (taylor's version) HELPS ME KEEP US ALIVE" you said, to which Tom rolled his eyes.

"you literally missed 3 turns in a row because you were rambling about how good the bridge of this song would mix with 13 of her other songs" Tom started to calm down, but unfortunately for him, you had a point to make.

"YOU'RE JUST BEING A HATER, AND I'M JUST GONNA SHAKE IT OFF BECAUSE I CAN DRIVE" you were so proud of that comeback that your little smirk accidentally showed through, which angered your brother even more.

"Y/N EYES ON THE ROAD" he was overreacting at this point. Everyone knows you can defend Taylor Swift and drive at the same time. You can practically do anything while fulfilling your swiftie duties.

"I. NEED. TAYLOR. SWIFT." you weren't giving up on this anytime soon, so Tom decided to just let you win this argument.

That doesn't mean he wasn't scared for his life though.

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tomholland1996simp · 2 years

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Tom Holland x Holland reader. The reader is like four years old and is really clingy to Tom when he gets back from filming. Even maybe when he’s with his friends too, she’s shy and just misses him?

Missing Tom || Holland sister

Summary: The reader is the holland’s brothers sister, who is four years old and when Tom is away from filming she misses her big brother a lot. Eventually he comes back home and the reader is very clingy towards him as she missed him.

“Where’s y/n?” Sam asked as he set her plate on the table. The brother hadn’t seen his sister all day and he was getting worried. She was only a toddler after all, she couldn’t be doing much.

“Haven’t seen her all day” Paddy shrugged not looking up once’s from his phone making his older brother scoff. Sam then walked up the stairs going into his sisters open bedroom door not finding her anywhere.

“Y/n?-Bro have you seen Y/n” He asked Harry who walked out his own room. ‘No’ Harry said giving his brother a look. That’s when they heard a little sniffle coming from Toms room. Slowly opening the door a little y/n laid on her brothers bed crying into Toms pillow with Tessa cuddling her.

“y/n/n, hey, hey what’s wrong?” Sam asked crouching down to the crying toddler, who sobbed loudly.

“T-t-Tommy” she cried not being able to breathe properly.

“Shhhh, calm down. Come on breathe with me” He wiped her tears trying to get her breath back. Eventually she calmed down, leaving with just little sniffles.

“I-I want Tommy” She said voice quiet as she cuddled into Tessa more.

“I know darling, Tom will be back soon. He’s at work remember” Sam spoke opening his arms for the little girl to crawl into. He stroked her hair kissing her head. It was sad seeing his little sister like this, she really loved Tom and missed him. All of them did but it was wore for her as she’s still young and doesn’t understand properly.

“You want me to call mum?” Harry asked from the door, hoping Nikki could come home and help the little girl. But she shook her head…all she needs is Tom.

“Wanna eat some food?” Sam asked, she shook her head, no. “Come on you gotta eat, then maybe we will call Tommy” He suggested making her instantly nod.

However later that day when Sam tried to call Tom he said he couldn’t answer. Making y/n get mad and start to cry again. She cried and cried in her mothers arms until she was too tired and ended up falling asleep. This sadly happened a lot so they were used to it.

The next day y/n stayed in Toms bed where she had slept not wanting to move at all. Little did she know Tom was going to return home that day.

“Baby, wanna go on a walk with Tessa?” Nikki asked her only daughter, hoping it will make her feel better.

“No” She simply said still facing the wall.

“Okay, me and dad are gonna go. Sam, Paddy and Harry are here if you need anything” She kissed her head leaving the room with the door a little bit open.

“shhh she’ll hear you” Harry whispered to his older brother as they slowly walked towards his room. “Wait why is she in my room?” Tom asked confused.

“Just go in, don’t be loud” Harry said leaving them both alone.

Tom slowly closed his door, setting his suitcase on the side. Climbing into his unmade bed, going under the covers and wrapping his arms around the small body of his little sister. He kissed her head not knowing if she was sleeping or not.

“Go away” She cried pushing his arms off her thinking it was Harry or Sam or even Paddy.

“Hey, hey now that’s not the way you great your favourite brother you haven’t seen in two months” Tom joked but also was concerned to why she was crying.

As soon as he spoke she turned around snapping her head to her brother she had missed. And throwing herself at him, crying into his neck.

“Why you crying, sweetheart” He rubbed her back.

“Tommy” She sobbed her tears falling on his neck as she pulled away to look at Tom. “I missed you” She said.

“Aww darling, I missed you too” He smiled at the cute 4 year old. Tessa even jumping into him excited. “And you too Tessa” he laughed stroking her.

“Yeah man, I missed you guys” Tom said to his friends as he took a sip of his beer in his hands, still holding onto y/n who cuddled into his lap. Him and his friends were sitting in his living room catching up.

“I gotta go toilet” Tom said placing his van on the side, moving his sister off his lap.

“Noooo!” y/n whined missing being close to her brother.

“I’ll be back im just going bathroom” He reassured her.

“Take me with you” She said standing up.

“I’m not taking you with me silly, i’ll be a minute” He said going to walk away, hearing her drop on the floor crying.

“Someone been missing Tom” Harrison laughed, standing up to pick the girl up. “It’s fine mate I got her” he told Tom as she cried for him to come back.

“Shhh, it’s okay. He’s just going toilet” Tuwaine told her as she shyly hid her face from his friends.

And as Tom said he came a minute later, now carrying y/n’s favourite blanket and her teddy bear Tom brought her when she turned four. When she saw Tom she ran over to him crawling straight into his lap as he gave her the teddy and wrapped her blanket around her.

“She missed you a lot” Harry said.

“Yeah she pulled a big fit last night as you couldn’t call” Sam butted in making the little girl glare at him.

“Shut up” She said rudely.

“Hey we don’t tell people to shut up” Nikki said walking into the room. “Wanna go upstairs, you have to go bed in an hour” She smiled at her child.

“No, please let me stay with Tommy” she said moving into him more.

“I’ll take her up soon, promise” Tom smiled at his mum as she nodded, looking at her oldest and youngest children in awww’s.

“We’re gonna go now anyways” Toms friends say as he gets up to say goodbye, still carrying his sister.

Once they had left he was tired, he was still jet lagged from his morning and just needed a peaceful sleep.

“Wanna go sleep now?” He asked y/n kissing her cheek.

“Yes, your bed?”

“Yeah, you really did miss me, huh?” He walked up the stairs.

“Don’t want you to go” She sadly said as he laid her down in the bed.

“I’m just turning off the light, sweetheart” He turned off the light, pulling y/n close to him.

“Goodnight Tommy, Love you” she smiled cuddling into Tom.

“Goodnight darling, love you too” He kissed her head falling into a deep sleep.

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heytherejulia · 2 years

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Matchmakers ~ Harry Holland

pairing: harry holland x reader, tom holland x zendaya

warning: minor injury, swearing

summary: Tom, Sam and Harrison play matchmakers

word count: 1,9k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘Who's asking whom on a date?’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘Z, are you with us?’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘How the hell did you do that?!’

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

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

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

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

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

‘Well, Batman fucked up too.’

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

‘You hired this idiot.’

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

‘Batman.’

‘Spider-man.’

‘Batman!’

‘Spider-man!’

‘Batman!!’

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

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

Contrary to Sam's assurances, it could.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘Darling, we just wanted to help.’

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

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

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

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

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jahayla-parker · 2 years

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Period Simulation: Gf!Reader

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So TikTok resulted in me having decided to do a period simulator writing with several of the guys.

I only did it for the Holland/Osterfield ones as I’ve not gotten any responses for the other people yet. But if you want their versions, let me know.

Also if you want a pregnancy simulator version as like a pt 2, please inform me!

Warnings: pain, stupid boys, fluff, a few curses, etc.

Tom Holland:

“And this is supposed to be what you feel every day?” Tom asks, lifting his shirt so his girlfriend y/n can apply his the simulator connection patches to his skin.

“Well everyday I’m on or around my period, yes” y/n giggles, firmly securing the patches.

“Mate, my sister has called out of school for this, why are you doing that?” Harrison laughs, shaking his head as his mate gets more and more electrodes stuck to him.

“‘m just curious” Tom shrugs.

Haz shakes his head and leans back in his seat as he waits.

“Okay Tommy this is level 1 which isn’t really much. I don’t even feel it when I tried it” Y/n says, turning the device on.

“What level are you normally?” Tom asks, flinching slightly as the simulator starts contracting his muscles.

“Usually? I’m a 8 or 9. Sometimes a 10 but I usually take meds if it get there” y/n shrugs.

“How high does it go?” Harrison questions.

“A 10” y/n answers, turning the device up a level.

“A-and you go all the way to that?!” Tom asks, his breath hitching when the device increases the pressure.

Y/n hums, turning to ensure the camera is recording. His fans, and mum, are going to love this.

“Alright babe, you’re doing well. A bit quiet but are you ready for the next level?” She asks.

Tom nods and forces a soft yes.

Y/n bites her lip to keep from laughing at how he’s still so low and already struggling.

A few levels later and Tom is sweating, his hands running through his hair and down his face in frustration.

“Do you want to stop?” Y/n asks gently.

“He can’t stop!” Haz argues.

Y/n glares at Harrison before facing Tom, “you can stop”.

Tom groans but shakes his head no.

“Alright a few more to go then” y/n says.

Y/n bites her lip as she debates stopping even though Tom doesn’t want to give up.

He’s sweating as if he just did a workout for a new Spider-Man film. His sleeves bunched up in his fists at his side.

“Fu-fuck. How do you do this?” Tom groans after agreeing to go up another level.

“You’re at a 9 now T. We can stop” she says.

“N-n-no. You said you get 10s, I want to know what that’s like” he argues.

“Tom, you don’t” she begins to protest but Tom just shakes his head.

Y/n sighs and presses the button to increase the level one last time.

Tom grunts and places his hands on the chair in front of him as he tries to bare the pain.

“T-th-this” Tom mumbles through his clenched jaw.

Having had enough of his stubbornness, y/n shuts the device off and steps up to him to remove the cords.

Tom’s clammy hand grabs one of hers and squeezes, “darling you deal with that each time?”.

Y/n stifles a laugh and nods as she turns to stop the recording.

Tom let’s out an exacerbated sigh, “whenever you’re on your period again I’m giving you a daily massage and warm bath”.

Y/n blushes and kisses his cheek before wrapping her arms around her stubborn yet sweet boyfriend.

Harry Holland

“Alright Baz, shut up and stop messing with the cords” y/n complains.

“Yeah, are you scared?” Tuwaine teases.

“No” Harry defends quickly.

Y/n laughs and starts the device upon securing the adhesive stickers.

“I can feel it but it isn’t bad” Baz shrugs.

“It is only at a one Harry, give it a minute” y/n smirks, eagerly waiting for her boyfriend to regret having said she was exaggerating her discomfort today.

“Go up then” he laughs.

“You don’t want to take it slow?” Y/n asks, a knowing look on her face.

Ignoring her nonverbal warning, he shakes his head.

“You said today was a 7? Let’s start there” he suggests.

“Alright” she says, shaking her head as she plugs in numerical value for the level.

“Holy crap” Harry says, his voice somehow managing to deepen.

Y/n smirks and crossed her arms over her chest in defiance.

“Was I exaggerating?” Y/n asks.

Baz hangs his head and shakes his head no, “‘m sorry love”.

“That’s what I thought” y/n smirks, turning it off. “Now you owe me tea”.

Harry rubs his lower abdomen and takes a swig of his beer before heading to the kitchen, feeling guilty for doubting y/n. He certainly won’t make that mistake again.

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Sam Holland

“I mean you know I’m willing to cook us dinner love, you didn’t need to pull the whole period card” Sam teases, setting up the kitchen workspace.

“Period card?” Y/n asks, turning to look at Sam’s mum Nikki who was already looking at her.

“Yeah, you know. The thing girls do to get guys to do things for them” Sam explains, setting out his dishes.

“Excuse me? I simply said my cramps are making it hard to move so I’d rather use the heat pad than try to cook right now” y/n argues, her hands on her hips.

Nikki shakes her head at her son’s ignorance.

“And it’s fine love, I don’t mind. I’m just saying you didn’t have to make up it being hard to stand right now” he says, kissing her cheek.

It’s clear to y/n and Nikki both he doesn’t mean anything bad by it, instead just assuring her even if she just didn’t want to cook that he would.

However, y/n feels she needs to set the record straight for him.

“I wasn’t making that up” y/n sighs, “in fact! Remember how the other day Baz’s girlfriend had to show him what it felt like?”

Sam nods and raises his eyebrow in question.

“Well, she left the thing here because she said, and I quote, ‘they’re twins so you’ll probably need this for your Div of a boyfriend too’. Seems she was right” y/n says, dragging Sam away from the stove.

“Do we really need to do this?” He asks, looking at his mum for help.

Nikki just smirks and nods as she helps hand y/n the tools.

“But I’m trying to cook us all dinner” Sam argues.

“If you’re thinking I made it up, why are you resisting so much?” Y/n laughs.

“Fine, just start then, I’ll cook with it on” he says.

“I’ll start you off with what I feel the week leading up to it” y/n says, starting the device as Sam begins to stir the pasta.

Sam mumbles a curse word under his breath as his hand grips the spoon tighter.

“Alright fine, this is uncomfortable. I wasn’t doubting you were in pain love, just that it was possible to still cook” he defends.

“Mm, Sam this is where I’m currently at” she says, increasing the dial.

“Oh bloody hell” Sam groans, his arm pushing downwards to hold his stomach sigh so much force it knocks the pot over.

“Shit, l-love watch out” Sam yells, moving to get y/n out of the way.

Y/n shuffles with him and turns off the period simulator.

“Did we set the record straight?” Y/n laughs.

“Mmmhmm, crystal clear. I’ll make whatever you want to eat whenever you want to eat it without a word” Sam says, kissing her cheek.

“Watch your language in front of the poor girl Sam. Although, the bloody hell part was rather ironic” Nikki teases.

Harrison Osterfield

“Mate I gotta film that” Tom complains as Harrison teasingly shoved the camera away.

“I’m not doing this for you Div” Harrison clarifies as he watches y/n apply the electrodes to his skin.

Harrison’s girlfriend y/n has been having a particularly rough period this month and Harrison has been doing everything he can to help her.

Y/n has been so appreciative of how Haz would run to the store immediately after work to bring home chocolate if she ate it all the night my before, keeping her heating pad warm for her, cuddling on the couch, buying her more feminine products when it randomly hit, etc.

Upon seeing her frowning to herself earlier that morning, Harrison asked what was wrong.

He quickly learned she felt bad that he was taking such good care of her when she was sure that to him it seemed like she was fine.

Harrison had argued he knew she was in pain and even if she hadn’t been that he would’ve still taken care of her.

However, he noticed she acknowledged this but didn’t seem to truly believe it.

When talking with a coworker about it, his coworker joked about how lucky Haz was that y/n didn’t force him to try something called a period simulator.

Harrison immediately began his research into this item and located the nearest store that had one in stock, leaving in his lunch to pick it up.

Upon arriving home, he told Tom the plan and they got it set up as they awaited y/n returning from work.

Harrison knew it was going to suck but he wanted to know what it was exactly his precious girl had been dealing with.

Tom, however, just wanted to record his pain for his own enjoyment.

“Yeah, yeah. But-“ Tom began until the boys heard the door creek open.

“Hazzy?” Y/N’s soft voice called out, walking towards where the boys were.

“In here love” Haz called, his chest clenching at how weak she sounded.

She’s always had rough cycles, but this one had really been hard on her. Or, maybe she was just now comfortable telling him about it.

Either way, he was going to gain full understanding; whatever the cost.

“What’s going on?” Y/n asks, setting her purse down and walking until her hands were settled on his bare chest.

“I found a period simulator, I’m going to try it” Harrison said, pulling her in for a quick kiss.

“Harrison! You do not need to do this” she assured him.

He nods, “I know. But I want to know first hand what you’re feeling. Well, as much as I can. This is how to do that”.

Y/n sighs and strokes his face tenderly, “are you sure?” .

Haz smiles at her and nods, “yeah, as long as they’re legit”.

Y/n softly chuckles, “they are. Charlotte and I drunkenly tried one at girls night a few months ago”.

Haz shakes his head and laughs with her, “only you and my sister would do that”.

“Alright, so I want to set it at your number, what number are you?” Haz asks.

Y/n steps back to see the machine and see how high it goes.

“Is it like based off the number in the box of pads?” He asks upon not hearing an answer.

Y/n blushes and shakes her head, “no babe. That is the level of flow”.

“Gross” Tom groans.

“Shut it mate, it’s natural Div” Harrison defends.

“You’re precious Haz. Alright, so this looks like the same one Char and I used” y/n says as she hovers her finger over the button for her level.

“Are you sure about this?” Y/n asks hesitantly.

Haz nods and smiles sweetly at her.

Y/n squints her eyes knowing he’s not going to be smiling much longer as she reluctantly presses her level.

Harrison sucks in a need breath as his eyes widen.

“Breathe baby, and I can stop it at any time” y/n says, grabbing his hand.

“How long do they last?” He asks.

“It depends, it can be awhile. But you’re not doing it that long” she exclaims.

“But-“ Haz argues, his eyes squeezing shut as the machine beeps that it has finally reached her level

“Nope” y/n says, squeezing his hand for comfort. “You’ve done more than enough” she says.

Harrison isn’t able to make a retort as he holds his breath in anguish.

“Shut it off” y/n says over her shoulder to Tom, who took the machine from her.

After Haz’s chest shakes a bit with his unsteady breath, y/n turns to glare at Tom.

“I said shut it off. Now” she demands, and Tom quickly turns it off.

Haz slumps his shoulders as his head rests on y/n.

“Come on angel” y/n says, unhooking Harrison from the machine, “let’s get you some icecream and advil”.

“Periods suck” Harrison says timidly as he walks hand-in-hand with y/n to the kitchen.

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hollandfromhell · 2 years

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i wanna be yours | T.H

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

word count: 1k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

a/n: feedback is appreciated :)

#tom holland imagine #tom holland #tshwritersnet #tom holland one shot #tom holland angst #tom holland smut #tom holland blurb #tom holland fluff #sam holland #harry holland #harrison osterfield #spider-man #angst #sam holland imagine #harry holland imagine #harrison osterfield angst

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verxn · 1 year

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Nervous?

Description: y/n and Peter goes to homecoming together but they are both kinda nervous

Pairing: Peter Parker x Black fem reader

Note: this is like new to me lolz , I would be writing a lot of y/n or x reader stories because I just want the person who is reading this to feel like they’re in the story anyways much my to my sistas🫶🏾!!

y/s/n = your sister name 👍🏾

You sighed looking at myself in the mirror over and over again “do I look bad…?” You mumbled to yourself while looking in the mirror

You wore a long beautiful navy blue dress that had a lace like material on the top half and the bottom half was all covered, with a beautiful design of blue flowers on the bottom of it.

It hugged all of your curves so well and it honestly made your milk chocolate skin pop out

You had on a long straight lace front that goes all the way down to your butt and your edges were laid (looking good gworl🤭)

You were contemplating on weather or not you look good but your older sister said you do so you went with it , you sat on your bed while putting on your high heels ‘pray for my feet’ you thought to yourself while slipping them on

To be honest you never would of thought that someone would have asked you out to homecoming, not that you saying you’re ugly, you’re just surprised because people are usually scared of you even though you really just be in your own world.

Walking down the stairs you see your older sister and her girlfriend sitting on the couch but when they saw you they gasps

“awwww look at my baby y/n!!!” Y/s/n said while running up to you and hugging you tightly. You laughed and hugged her back

“I’m not a baby anymore sis” you said while fixing your hair just before your date came

“Yeah you’re not a baby but you’ll always be mines” she said kissing you on the cheek “awww come on sis” you whined as she kept on kissing you cheek

Her girlfriend pulled her off of you “y/s/n let the poor girl breathe” vonnie said while holding y/s/n by the waist “vonnie she’s getting older….she can’t go she’s too young” she said while playing fainting

You and vonnie rolled y’all eyes as y/s/n antics and then heard the door bell rang

I don’t know what took over y/s/n but girl hauled ass like she was Usain Bolt “who is it?” She said while looking at the peep hole

On the other side of the door was Peter , he was looking around nervously and fixing his hair. As soon as he heard your sister yell he replied “uhm..it’s Peter…Peter Parker I’m here to pick up y/n for uhm homecoming?”

In the house y/s/n looked at you and said “why does it sound like that he’s trying to convince himself that he’s picking you up” you shrugged and replied “he’s probably nervous as much as I am”

You then walked up to the door and opened it and saw him standing there “h-hey” you waved awkwardly, meanwhile Peter was staring at you like you were a piece of meat “I- hey” he replied back while staring at you

“Um…ready to go?” You said while grabbing your purse and jacket , he nodded and you both left

“Ahh kids” y/s/n said while staring at the door “hon we did this last year…” vonnie said while staring at your sister

“Tsk be quiet and watch the movie” y/s/n grumbled

#peter parker #peter parker x black!reader #black fem reader #black reader #mcu imagine #tom holland x black!reader #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x you #tony stark #sam wilsom #bucky barnes #captin america #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #ant man

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mixed-imagination · 1 year

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poc gifs part 3

part 1 | part 2

okaaaaay here’s part 3 of my poc gifs! these are some of my fav so far :)

requests for a gif are very welcome! ♡

more to come... ;)

what do you desire?

♡ deep talks with sam wilson/anthony mackie ♡

or how about

♡ flirty debates with your rival, peter parker/tom holland? ♡

and maybe some

♡ stolen glances from cap/ransom drysdale ♡

making these gifs and captions are so fun ♡ i feel like the creator of an otome game hehe

if you want to use my gifs in your fics, please tag me! i’d love to read any creations based on my poc gifs ♡♡♡

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tomhollandandtessa · 2 years

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Happy to announce I’m back on my Tom Holland bullshit :))

#missed him #tom holland #peter parker #tom holland imagine #spiderman #tom holland smut #tom holland blurb #harrison osterfield #harrison osterfield imagine #harry holland #peter parker imagine #sam holland #tom talk #spiderman homecoming #peter parker smut #tom holland x reader #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland fluff

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dak-attack · 2 years

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Master list

Phone Formats

Eddie Munson

Snapchat imagines

Kit Connor

Tom Holland

Dream Futures

Tom Holland

Harrison Osterfield

Harry Holland

Sam Holland

Paddy Holland

Poems

Dirt and Sand

She Thinks

Other Writes

The Highway

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samhenderson1986 · 2 years

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Hogwarts dr

In my dr we have cheering squads and dancing crews and band...and Actually they compete against each other and the winner gain extra credit points for their houses...I have band with joe Keery (hufflepuf)and hunter schafer (slytherin)...didn't decide name yet but it gonna be cool hunter on the drums she won't kill it and joe on guitar so as I and I'm the lead singer of the band ( bc I can hehe)

P.s joe Keery as hufflepuf as the yellow jumper wow with glasses

I'm leaving this her for you to imagine...HOT I know you know

The forest is safe in my dr so the students get to hang there Also in my dr students are allowed to leave the campus after the school hours and theater classes in Hogwarts are the cherry on the top bc 2 words ( ENCHANTED- STAGE) also I did add couple of subjects as such the history of witches yk powerful women must be celebrated and ed Sheeran as music professor along with Charlie puth caz Charlie is musical prodigy and ed Sheeran is lyrics prince

In case you don't know those lads they are the official twins in my dr and they are Tom Holland's brothers and Smiley one is sam witch is my bestie caz I guess our energy will match just think of them just as micheivous, playful and trouble makers as George and Freddie

Andrew Garfield is studying in the library so charmingly..

Based no fucking drama just dorm parties and girly slumber nights and snacks magical coming to the bed and midnight swims the black lake ( witch is safe and its creatures friendly and harmless)

@feyashifts

I tagged you caz you seems to like it feel free to steal the whole ideas please

#hogwarts dr #shifter #shifting #shifting to stranger things #reality shift #scripting #shiftblr #shifting realities #eddie munson imagine #shifting to my dr #eddie munson stranger things #mike wheeler hate club #billy hargrove #steve harington #steve harrington #tom holland #harry holland fluff #Sam Holland #george and fred weasley

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positivelyholland · 2 years

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Maybe can you do a Hollandsister when she faints at school and she has to be picked up

Pairing: Tom holland x sister!reader

Genre: hurt/comfort

Warnings: passing out, hospitals, not proofread

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Tom was frantically running around his house like a mad person trying to find everything he needed so he could leave.

"Woah whats got you so stressed" harry teased as he walked into the kitchen where Tom had been digging for his car keys.

"Y/n's school just called" Tom talked as though he had absolutely no care for the conversation, as he was too stressed to even bother.

Harry's face dropped a little, although he still needed to know what was going on with his siblings.

"What's that supposed to mean?" his voice sounded a lot more serious compared to his previous statement.

"The school nurse called" Tom still was way too distracted by trying to get out the door than to talk to harry.

Harry became increasingly more worried at those words.

"Dude you need to calm down... now what's going on with y/n im starting to freak out almost as much as you are"

Although Harry was nervous, he felt like he needed to calm Tom down otherwise something bad was bound to happen.

"Y/n passed out in class. They can't wake her up. They're taking her to the ER. Mom and Dad didn't pick up either of their phones. Im her emergency contact. I need to be at the hospital asap for her." Tom said with short breaths.

Harry could see the signs of a beginning of a panic attack in Tom, and immediately dropped everything he was doing to help both of his siblings that needed him.

"How about you go get in the car and I'll drive us both there safely..." harry told Tom in hopes to calm him down.

Harry paused "she'll be okay Tom, she'll be just fine."

The usually 20 minute drive to the hospital was made in half the time, and Toms nerves for his sister had not calmed down almost at all.

Once they arrived, Harry dropped Tom off at the entrance before quickly finding a place to park. Tom practically sprinted into the hospital and to the front desk. He definitely received some judging glares while doing so, although he couldn't care less.

Once he found out what room you were in, he practically booked it there. As he approached the door, he let out a shaky breath before gently knocking.

The second Tom heard a weak "come in" that was very obviously your voice, he couldn't help but feel anything but relieved that you had woken up.

He opened the door to see you laying in a hospital bed with a bunch of tubes hooked up to you, and looking more pale than he had ever seen you. He swore he could hear his heart break at the sight of his baby sister like this.

"Oh y/n" was all he said before running to your side and engulfing you into a warm hug, one of which the two of you stayed in until you heard a knock at the door and a deep male voice that belonged to the doctor.

"Ah I see that you're doing better Ms Holland. And who might this be" the doctor gestured to Tom.

"I'm Tom, y/n's oldest brother and emergency contact" he explained.

"Well nice to meet you, Tom. I'm Dr Jones, and I come bearing good news" he joked.

Tom audibly sighed in relief at those few words.

Dr Jones continued "After performing numerous tests, we have found the cause of the fainting"

Tom straightened up in his seat as his anxiety of the unknown about his little sister returned.

The doctor noticed this. "Don't worry, it was nothing serious other than dehydration and a lack of certain nutrients. We're only gonna keep you here for a few more hours, and when we send you home we'll do so with some vitamins that you should be taking daily in order to prevent this from happening again..."

The doctor continued giving instructions to Tom, and as he finished explaining what exaclty had happened, the door swung open again to reveal an ever so worried Dom Holland, who seemed like she had gone through the exact same thing that Tom had when he first got the call.

Although their mother was probably 10 times more worried when she walked through the same door 5 minutes later.

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