#tom holland x platonic reader

[queenshelby]

Hurt (Part One)

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader (x Tom Holland)

Words: 3,078

Warning: Fluff, Age Gap

Summary/Note: You are Tom Holland’s friend and meet Cillian Murphy while they are filming “In The Heart of the Sea”. This plays in 2015 and Tom Holland has just turned 18 for the purpose of this fic whereas Cillian is 39 years of age and divorced.

You were hurt again, but you had never been hurt like this before. It was worse than the three times you had ended it with him in the past and it stung. It stung badly. He had used you again even after you committed the past four years to him, thinking that he was the man you would marry one day. But you couldn’t have been any more wrong about him. He was betraying you for years and you weren’t sure what hurt more, the fact that he cheated on you again, or the fact that he did it with your best friend Nadine.

Nadine was everything to you and you had always been there for her, even through the darkest of times when she lost someone close to her. And yet, she betrayed you and became an accomplice to the crime on your heart. 

The feeling of betrayal, hurt and emptiness had washed over your body when you found out about the affair and you felt as though you couldn’t come up for a breath of fresh air. Your consumed with pain and you were drowning it. You felt worthless and believed that Mathew had just been with you for the money.

Money in the tune of 1 milllion pounds your father had left you with when he died so tragically, leaving you without parents at the young age of 18. This money, however, was tied up in a trust fund with a final payout to be made when you turn 25, which was still 5 years away.

It was therefore worth marrying you to secure this kind of inheritance and you felt as though that this was all you were to him. You were his financial security. Nothing more and nothing less.

***

Just as tears came streaming down your face again and you hit the lowest point of your despair, the phone rang finally.

“Are you alright Y/N?” your friend Tom asked with concern as you picked up the phone.  You had texted him about your findings but it was only hours later that he called.

“No, I am not fucking alright Tom. I am over it. I am done with men” you told him and, in this moment, you had sworn to yourself that you would never give anyone the power to hurt you like that again. Your ex robbed you of everything. He robbed you of your self-esteem and treated you like were nothing but an object.

“I am sorry Y/N. I didn’t see your message until now. I would have called you right away but I was on set, filming” Tom explained, somewhat upset by the fact that he missed this important message from you. You had been his dearest friend for over ten years and, whilst you were older than him by two years, he had always been the voice of reason for you, the one who you would call if you just didn’t what to do.

“It’s fine, you don’t need to apologise Tom” you reassured him, knowing very well that Tom had been rather worried about you for a while. But, you also knew that he was busy filming his newest movie “In the Heart of the Sea” and therefore had a limited amount of time.

“You should come and visit me. It will clear your head. Despite, this set is so fucking awesome, you should see it” Tom then said and you smiled just for a moment. You could tell that he was excited about this role and you were happy for him.

“Whilst I would love to come for a visit to L.A, I have work to do that can’t wait…” you began to explain but your friend interrupted you.

“You are self-employed Y/N. I am sure you can make time. It would just be for a few weeks and you told me yourself that you needed a break” Tom said naively, not realising what your work entailed but you also knew that you needed some time off, so you agreed.

“I guess I could make time” you told him and, whilst you knew that you would likely be sleeping on the floor in a tiny studio apartment during your stay, you didn’t mind. You clearly needed the distraction and you most certainly didn’t have money for a hotel. Whilst you received a regular allowance from your trust, you utilised this to further your business and you also needed the money to look after your 12-year-old sister who, for the next few weeks, would have to stay with your grandparents if you were to go to LA.

You had become her guardian two years ago and, since then, your life revolved around her. You became her mother and her sister all in one and this, in itself, was difficult as well. But now that she was 12 years old, she didn’t need you as much anymore and your grandmother was more than happy enough to look after her for you so that you could finally take a break.

The following day…

After having packed your bags and booking a last-minute budget flight to LAX, you arrived at Tom’s studio apartment the following day.

The apartment block was conveniently located adjacent to the studio where filming took place and you were rather impressed with its amenities. It had a gym, a large pool and sauna. It was completely booked out for the cast and crew and you wondered whether it was okay for you to stay there.

“Are you sure I can just stay here Tom?” you asked before putting your bags on to the living room floor.

“I cleared it with the studio first, so, yeah, it’s fine” Tom told you before pointing you to a second bed in the corner of the large room.

“They even put a spare bed in here?” you said surprised and Tom nodded.

“They sure did after I explained to them that you are not my girlfriend. Apparently, there was some confusion about this” he admitted with a quiet chuckle.

“There always is” you laughed before finally giving him a warm hug. He had always been like a younger brother to you and you had always looked out for him but, now, it was him who looked out for you.

That night, you talked for long and whilst he would usually join you in eating some comfort foods when either of you were down, he was on this strict diet which didn’t permit him to do so.

“You look so skinny man” you observed and he sure was hungry and you were quick to hide your snacks from him.

“And you look sad, so enjoy your ice cream” Tom said nonetheless before putting on a movie for you both to watch.

The day after…

The following morning, you both got up early and, whilst Tom wanted to take you to the studio and show you around that day, things didn’t quite go as planned.

In fact, as soon as you came walking out of the apartment block together, you were inundated by the press who, just like the studio administration team, thought that you were Tom’s girlfriend.

They took one photo after another of you both and, whilst Tom was trying hard to get them to stop, they wouldn’t.

By this point, you began to get quite queasy, hating the attention of the paparazzies ever since the press in the UK treated you and your sister so ruthlessly following your father’s suspicious death. He was a wealthy businessman and your family attracted a lot of attention at the time.

Tom could see that you weren’t coping and, with that in mind, he suggested that you go the coffee shop across the road and wait it out while he talks to them.

Although you felt rather guilty to leave him, you agreed to his suggestion nonetheless. You were about to have a panic attack and this was clearly the better choice for you.

You hated the press and you hated the fact that these paparazzies were clearly thinking that you were dating Tom which, of course, was simply not true.

Not only has Tom been your friend for over ten years without any rumours like this having been spread in the past, but also had you decided many years ago that you would never go out with an actor. You had travelled with Tom in the past and met several of his colleagues, none of whom had interested you and Tom warned you about men in the industry as well, which was a warning you took seriously. According to him, they were difficult and not always faithful and the last thing you wanted was a man who cheats on you.

Despite, dating in itself was not currently on your radar. You had just broken up with Mathew and, unless prince charming was about to sweep you off your feet unexpectedly, you were going to embrace being single for a while.

***

With all this in mind, you breathed a sigh of relief as you took a seat at an open table near the back of the coffee shop which was straight across from the studio.

Having a clear view of the door and windows from where you sat, you could keep an eye on the paparazzi as they followed Tom back to the studio while you took in a breather.

Guilt gripped you briefly again, thinking about the fact that he had to put up with this kind of harassment while you sat in the cosy coffeeshop, waiting for the air to clear. But, just as you ordered your coffee, the bell above the coffee shop door rang out sharply, yanking you out of her thoughts. Being early in the morning, the person entering the shop was only the second person inside the small premises that morning and he looked somewhat familiar to you.

When this stranger approached you, the breath you had been holding escaped you softly. The newcomer couldn't possibly be another one of those crazy reporters, you thought. He didn’t look like it and he most certainly didn’t have a camera. But why was he walking towards you then?

Your heart thumped hard and a flush crept up your chest when he came closer and then, he suddenly spoke up.

“Hey” he said carefully as your eyes swept over him again. He had the bluest eyes you’ve ever seen and you became mesmerised by them immediately.

“Uhm…hey?” you asked nervously while looking at him.

“I think you lost your wallet” the man then said and, when you looked down at his hands, he carefully placed it onto the table.

“Oh my god, I was just…you know…” you said while clumsily reaching for your wallet and, while doing so, accidently knocking over your coffee and spilling it all over the table.

“Woah, too much caffeine already? And it’s only 7 o’clock” the man chuckled before reaching for some napkins on the table and helping you to clean up the coffee you had spilled.

“I am just a bit flustered this morning. All these reporters… It was just a little much… I am sorry” you told the stranger while accidently brushing his hand with yours and then pulling away, almost knocking over your glass of water as well.  

“You are not used to the press?” he asked and, when you shook your head shyly, he carried on. “I get it. They can be pretty persistent here in L.A. and, going by your accent, you are not from here, are you?” the man then asked while putting the dirty napkins into a pile on the table.  

“No, I am from the UK and, yes, these paparazzies are bloody awful” you stammered quietly, eliciting another smile from the handsome stranger.

“Well, that is what you get from dating an actor I suppose” he chuckled and, for some reason, you felt it necessary to correct him.

“Oh god no, I am not dating Tom! He is just a friend! In fact, I am totally single. I just broke up with my ex” you blurted out before realising how desperate you sounded and how embarrassing this was getting.

“That’s good to know” the man then chuckled in response and you knew that he was amused by your demur.

“Well, I need to go now. I have things to do…” you then quickly said with blushing cheeks and, by this point, you could barely look at him. Yet, you tried to take glimpse again as he was simply gorgeous with curly hair, ocean blue eyes and full kissable lips. His cheekbones were razor sharp and, for a split second, you desperately wished that you wouldn’t have acted like an idiot in front of him.

“Alright. It was nice to meet you” the stranger then said with sheepish grin just as you got up from your seat.

“You too” you said quickly before walking out of the coffee shop in haste and without picking up your wallet from the table.

Ten hours later…

Later that day, just as you came out of the shower, there was a knock on the door of Tom’s studio apartment. Thinking that Tom forgot his key, you raced to the door and pulled it open with only a white towel wrapped around you.

He had seen you like this before and you certainly didn’t think anything about it.

To your surprise however, when you opened the door, it wasn’t Tom who was standing in the hallway. Instead, it was the stranger from the café earlier that day and your chin dropped.

“Shit, hey…what are you doing here?” you asked. You were in shock to see him and he looked rather surprised as well, likely by the fact that you were almost naked.

“Delivering your wallet” the stranger then told you with a grin while clearly checking you out with these ocean blue eyes of his.

“How did you know where I was staying?” you panicked, wondering whether he was some kind of creep.

“I didn’t. It was a good guess though. I work with Tom and I figured that he could pass the wallet on to you if you weren’t here with him” the stranger then told you with a slight chuckle before introducing himself properly. “I am Cillian by the way. I am just next door” he then said.

“I am Y/N. Nice to meet you…again” you stammered while reaching for your hand and, in the process, almost dropping your towel.

“Okay then, have a good…” Cillian said before wanting to leave and, just as he was about to turn around, you interrupted him.

“Wait, would you like a drink or something?” you quickly asked, sounding like an idiot once again but were rewarded with a grin by the blue-eyed stranger.

“You’ve got something low carb?” he asked and you nodded quickly.

“I have low carb beer. It tastes like shit but you are welcome to it” you told him before inviting him inside and walking to the fridge.

“So, you are part of the cast then huh?” you asked Cillian, considering that he was watching his diet.

“Yes, I am” Cillian responded before thanking you for the beer which you had just handed to him.

“Cool, uhm…yeah…I will get dressed in the bathroom…have a seat…get comfortable or something. Tom will probably be here soon” you told him nervously and, again, he was clearly amused by your demur and grinned.

“Okay” Cillian chuckled with amusement while watching you grab some clothes from your rather messy suitcase and heading to the bathroom.

***

Within seconds, you returned fully clothed in some leggings and a t-shirt while mumbling something to yourself, trying to figure out what to say to Cillian while Tom still hadn’t come back from set.

“Are you okay?” Cillian asked seeing that you were talking yourself.

“I was just asking myself a question” you admitted as your lips twitched in an attempt at a smile. "

"Now I'm really curious. What was the question?" Cillian asked

"It's silly and it certainly isn’t relevant at all" you told him as you shook your head and blushed.

"Well now I have to know" Cillian said. His smile almost knocked you flat and you swallowed harshly, your mouth suddenly bone dry.

Cillian, however, waited for you to speak with his eyes gleaming with laughter.

“How old are you?” you answered breathlessly and Cillian immediately cocked an eyebrow.

“Thirty-nine. Why?” he asked with amusement.

“Thirty-nine?” you said surprised and he nodded before asking you the same.

“How old are you?” he then asked.

“Twenty” you quickly responded nervously just as, finally, Tom came barging through the door, apologising for being late before asking about Cillian’s presence.

“I lost my wallet today and Cillian was nice enough to return to me” you explained before handing Tom a can of diet coke.

“Lucky you. Did he take your cash?” Tom teased before letting you into the secret that Cillian and him have been playing the X-box most evenings after concluding filming for the day. It helped them both to relax and switch off and you couldn’t help but challenge each of them to a game.

“Why would I take her cash you weirdo?” Cillian then laughed and, with that, he stayed another couple of hours, joking and playing some games before heading back to his apartment next door.

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[boiohboii]

The people's sweethearts

Chapter 1

(Verstappen!reader x tom holland x zendaya)

Soulmate au

YN Verstappen had been through hell, by her own father, for something she didn't even ask for. She grew up learning that she should hate what was given to her, after all it was the reason her father was always angry with her. So what should she do when the one thing she learned to hate is the one thing that brings her love, safe and comfort that not even her older brother can compare.

WARNING: not proof read, Jos Verstappen (worsned like 10 times for this fic) poly relationship, derogatory terms by father, abusive father. If I missed anything else please let me know

Masterlist

Max and Yn Verstappen are close, really close, some would even say they are too close for being siblings, after all it's not usual for an 18 year old to go live with her older brother in a country 2 hours away (by plane) from her university rather than just to rent something close by.

Everyone had very harsh words to say about the pair of siblings, some still do but these are just people who hate max verstappen and they know nothing angers him more than someone insulting his baby sister, everyone was very vocal about how strange, weird and abnormal it is for 2 grown siblings to live together.

Everyone thought that the Verstappen siblings would change their living arrangements after Max and Kelly found each other, only to be surprised by Max buying a bigger penthouse that'd be enough for all 4 of them.

Everyone was negative about the prospect of the redbull formula one driver being followed around by his little sister until the release of The Anatomy of A Champion came out.

When the producers of the show pitched in the idea of talking to yn, max had refused, he wanted his sister nowhere near any of these vultures knowing how bad it can, and most probably will, get. Max was aware from a very young age that what his dad was constantly saying and doing to him and his sister wasn't normal, whenever he was at a race he would see the other boys' dad's hugging them and telling them they did a good job even if they didn't get first place, he would see how other's would have their father waiting for them with water and towels, and most importantly he would see how other dad's had their daughter on their shoulder making the other little girls laugh; Why does dad only make yn cry?

He remembers it so clearly, the way his father hit his sister because of something out of her control, something that she didn't even ask for, something that was thrown at her, it was the day his sister got her soulmark.

Everyone had a soulmark that appeared on their 5th birthday and today was yn's which made jos take her to the soul doctor. Soulmarks were complicated, which is why soul doctors were important, they let you know more about your mark and the bond that's to form between you and your other half.

"Wow young lady, you'll have twice the amount of love it seems."

"What?"

Max knew his father's tone, he know that he's angry and he unconsciously held onto yn's hand, hoping that his father wouldn't take his anger out on her.

"Well Mr Verstappen you see these lines," the doctor gently held up yn's wrist, turning it over to show off her newly given mark "that's an indicator of one soulmate, I'd say he is 3 or 4 years older than her given the shade of the mark, while this other lines that are in a circular shape indicate the other soulmate, he seems to also be around 3 or 4 years older as well. It looks like the mark that indicates young miss yn here is the moon, with how the moon is in the center I would say that yn would be the last in the group meaning that her two other soulmates will meet each other before they meet her."

Jos was angry throughout their drive home, he had already smacked yn into the car while rushing her to get in and as soon as they were in the car he hit her across the head, his arms tall enough to reach the young girl in the backseat. That was the first time max heard these words that would be so easy to recite within a few weeks.

"Two soulmates? Why couldn't you just be normal, why do you have to be such a slut?"

The ride back home was one of the worst max and yn had ever expirenced.

"Two soulmates, ridiculous.They're not even going to want you! They'd meet each other before they even know you!! At least if you turn out to be good for nothing I can just pimp you out on the street, maybe then you'd be useful, and it's not like your soulmates will even like you or want you. Unlovable whore."

"So," the interviewer started as Sophie Kumpen sat on a white sofa in Max's home in Monaco "how is your relationship with your youngest?"

"It's not as close as I'd want it to be," the mother of three confessed as she looked into the camera "yn is a very sweet girl, she had been through a lot. When Jos and I divorced she wasn't really aware of what was going on, she was too young to understand, and as she grew older all she could see was Max. He had been the one to take care of her: i remember once when Max was around ten years old he called me up, asking me how to make a soup because yn was sick and jos was out god knows where.

Max and YN were and are always there for each other, and I don't think that will ever change. I'm sure everyone thought their relationship will sort of tweak a bit when Max and Kelly met each other, but I don't think Max will ever allow that and it's not like Kelly even tried to change their relationship, she was the one who was apartment hunting for all of them while Max was racing and Yn was back in England for her university." 

"Do you think yn is putting in the effort to be there for Max?"

"Oh definitely, I mean studying mechanical engineering along with aerospace engineering at one of the top universities in the world is enough proof. Her whole life revolves around Max and I don't think it's a bad thing. Max had been her everything, he's the one she always goes to cause he is all she knows. When she was deciding what to do right after high-school all she said was that she will choose the majors that'll help her get an internship at formula one so that she'd be there with Max for the rest of his races, however long he wants to be there."

"Do you know what happened between Jos, Max and Yn? Don't you think it's weird that once Max turned 18 he asked Christian Horner to ban his father from the paddock? And to help him have yn with him as much as possible?"

"I'm not really going to go into the details of it, but Jos has done a lot of damage, especially to yn. It's not something I can talk about, not that I even want to, but Jos was a terrible husband and a wose father, I'm insanely glad that yn and max turned out as good and well as they are. Seeing them so close is not something that's surprising me given what Jos did to them, to yn" Sophie's voice broke as a few tears escaped her eyes "sorry, it's just, what she had to go through, it's traumatic and I'm happy that she had Max with her through it all. It fills my heart with joy seeing the little family Max and Yn formed with Kelly and Penelope"

ch. II

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[loverliner]

Y/N being a swiftie for almost 6 minutes straight (ft. The Marvel Cast)

Warnings: none

Summary: exactly what the title says

Pairings: Tom Holland x reader, Marvel Cast x reader (platonic), Taylor Swift x reader (platonic)

MASTERLIST

You had just come home from a long day of press tours and was looking to just relax.

Of course by relaxing you meant lying in bed, mindlessly scrolling through social media.

You opened YouTube and a video that came out just 2 hours ago quickly caught your attention.

'Y/N Y/L/N being a swiftie for almost 6 minutes straight (ft. The Marvel Cast)'

You smiled and clicked on it.

The familiar Wii theme song played and the words, 'Y/N Y/L/N being a swiftie for almost 6 minutes straight (ft. The Marvel Cast)' appeared on the screen.

cut

The first clip was from a panel with the whole cast, you were sitting in between Tom Holland and Elizabeth Olsen.

"Hi," a girl with blue hair said shyly into the mic, "umm, my name is Kayla and my question is for Y/N,"

You nodded with a small smile.

"Go ahead Kayla, love your hair by the way," You said,

Kayla laughed shyly at the remark.

"I was wondering, just last week you shut down a sexist comment, but I wanted to know if you ever feel unsure about yourself or guilty afterwards," Kayla asked,

"ooh good question, I don't really feel guilty or unsure because honestly, if a man talks shit then I owe him nothing and I don't regret it one bit 'cause he had it coming," you said,

The audience cheered, getting the reference.

The Marvel cast looked extremely confused except Tom (Holland), Sebastian and Elizabeth who were used to your references.

cut

The next couple of clips were from an interview with ELLE, more specifically song association.

"I'm really nervous, because I am not so great under pressure and right now my mind is completely blank," you said,

cut

The word, 'blame' appeared on the screen.

"Oh I know this one," Y/N said excitedly, "Don't blame me, love made me crazy, if it doesn't you ain't doing it right,"

"Don't Blame Me, Taylor Swift, Reputation," Y/N said,

cut

The next word was, 'king,'

"Oh god, why can I only think of Taylor Swift lyrics," You said, "you know what, screw it,"

"All the king's horses, all the king's men, couldn't put me together again," you sang, "The Archer, again Taylor Swift, Lover,"

cut

The next word was, "shirt,"

"After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own, now you mail back my things and I walk home alone,"

"All Too Well, the ten minute version, Taylor's Version, of course," You said,

"When Taylor released the ten minute version, I was obsessed with it and played it on repeat and don't even get me started on the short film, had me in tears within the first 4 minutes,"

cut

You, Anthony and Sebastian were in an interview, promoting your new movie.

"Y/N, I wanted to ask, what is your favourite Taylor Swift album?" the interviewer asked,

Y/N's face lit up immediately.

"Oh no, we're going to be here for hours," Sebastian said,

"screw hours, we're going to be here for days," Anthony said,

The video was sped up and after a couple of seconds, it was back to normal.

"But on the other hand, Red (Taylor's Version) is so amazing, don't even get me started on All Too Well the ten minute version," You rambled on,

The video sped up again.

“See, Evermore has some of my favourite songs, like Coney Island and Champagne Problems - I swear Taylor is going to make all the architects and engineers go out of business because of how well she constructs bridges - but on the other Folklore has ‘This is Me Trying’ and ‘Mirrorball’ which I could really relate to during my time in university,” you explained,

"Honestly though, I think we need to go over it again,"

The video sped up again.

“But Speak Now was self-written when she was nineteen, nineteen,” Y/N said, “Did you know that Taylor Swift has written 54 songs by herself? That is so amazing, let’s not even get started on the fact that she hasn’t released a single song that she hasn’t had some part in,” you said,

At this point, Anthony and Sebastian just looked so done.

“But Lover. Lover warmed my cold heart, like the line ‘I like shiny things, but I’d marry you with paper rings’? I bought out a store of origami paper so I could learn how to make them,” You said,

“That’s true, she handed them out on set,” Sebastian said,

“I still have the ones she gave me, the kids do too,”

cut

The next clip was from an interview where you played with puppies.

“Oh my god, this is like a cuteness overload, I can’t even deal with this,” You gushed, playing with a small golden retriever that made it’s way towards you,

‘Who - in your opinion - is the best songwriter’

“Definitely Taylor, absolutely no question there,” You said, “the line, ‘you call me up again, just to break me like a promise’ is just,” you clutched your heart dramatically, “Like who writes that? Like who hurt her?”

“Just kidding,” You said, staring down at the puppies, “I know it was Jake Gyllenhaal,”

Cut

The next clip was an instagram live, filmed by none other than Tom Holland.

“Darling?” Tom asked behind the camera,

“Hmm?” You asked, lying on the couch with your cat (Santana, after Santana Lopez from Glee) on your chest,

“Can you finish the lyrics of these songs?” Tom asked,

“I can try,” You said, turning to face him,

“I stay up too late-“ Tom sang, off tune,

“Got nothing on my brain, at least that’s what people say, mm, mm,” You sang immediately, now sat up properly,

“See, that’s why you’re the singer,” Tom said jokingly, “one for the money, two for the show-“

“I never was ready, so I watched you go,” you sang,

Cut

“What is one thing that annoys you?” the interviewer asked you,

“Probably when people think that the only songs Taylor writes are like ‘Shake it off,” or ‘You Belong With Me’ - no hate to any of those songs by the way, they are absolutely iconic - when she’s written songs like ‘Right Where You Left Me’ or ‘Hoax’ - which is criminally underrated - or ‘Champagne Problems’ or ‘Cowboy Like Me’… honestly the list could go on,” you said, going on many tangents,

“What is one of your mottos in life?” They asked,

“swiftie first, human second” you answered,

Cut

“Besides people in your marvel cast, who are your closest friends?”

“I’d say Sadie Sink, Gigi Hadid, Zendaya - does that count? She was one of my co-stars in Marvel once - Conan Gray, Olivia Rodrigo…” You said, “I love all of my friends, it’s way too hard to choose,”

“I love that they tolerate me talking about Taylor Swift, because honestly, ‘Hoax’ had me sobbing on the floor,” you said, “Especially Olivia and Conan,”

Cut

It was a clip from your TikTok, the you, conan and Olivia were in front of the camera, belting out the lyrics of All Too Well (10 minute version) (Taylor’s Version).

“I’ll get older but your lover’s stay my age!” You all yelled,

They showed a screenshot of Taylor’s comment: “My children 🥺”

Cut

The next clip was a video from your instagram from when Evermore had just come out, you were singing a cover of Champagne Problems.

“Seriously, go stream Evermore literally anywhere, I don’t even care if you get rid of my album from your playlist if it means making space in your playlist,” You said after you finished the song,

Cut

“You actually met Taylor recently at the VMA’s right?” an interviewer asked over zoom,

“Yup,” You said excitedly, “I was so starstruck and went home and screamed into a pillow,”

“She actually gave me her snake ring from the ‘Look What You Made Me Do’ Reputation era music video,” You said, showing off your hand to the camera, “I will literally never take this off, I’m 100% serious, also, when I tell you I screamed when she announced her new album, I’m, again, 100% serious.”

“I actually already pre-ordered all her vinyls, so if you haven’t yet, you definitely should,” You said, looking into the camera.

Cut

“What was your first-favourite song?” an interviewer off screen asked you,

“I think it was either ‘Picture to Burn’ or ‘Our Song,’” You said, “i swear, ‘taylor swift debut’ and ‘Fearless’ made me want love, “speak now” made me scared, and then ‘Red’ made me think love didn’t exist, ‘1989’ just made me forget about it and then ‘Reputation’ and ‘Lover’ made me think it did again and then ‘Folklore’ and ‘Evermore came out, and now I’m just complexed,”

“Side note, ‘Folklore’ and ‘Evermore may be sister albums, but ‘Lover’ and ‘Reputation’ are definitely dating,”

End of video.

Recommended:

Y/N Y/L/N and Olivia Rodrigo being besties for 4 minutes straight.

Tom Holland and Y/N Y/L/N being the cutest couple for 7 minutes straight.

Evermore (deluxe version)

Taylor Swift VMA’s confirms new album Midnights.

3, 994, 701 views ● September 23rd 2022

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Swiftie13 yesssss she’s one of us!

EmmaGaylor Why is she literally so adorable?

EvermoreStan her acknowledgment of Evermore is well appreciated

Itsbrutalouthere her friendship with Oliviaaaaa

Theswifttomyie my new personal head cannon is that Lover and Rep are dating, argue with the damn wall

Lookwhatyoumadeherdo did anyone see the recent photo shoot with y/n? She was serious when she said she wasn’t taking it off.

Hoax48 tom Holland and y/n y/l/n >>>>>>>>>>

swiftiebitchy lmaoooo not her dissing Jake

#marvel cast x reader platonic #marvel cast x reader #tom holland x reader #tom holland x actress!reader #tom holland x reader singer #tom holland x singer!reader #taylor swift x reader #taylor swift x reader platonic #taylor swift #swiftie!y/n #swiftie!reader

[wordsarelife]

DAY 15: A HOLLY JOLLY CHRISTMAS

pairing: platonic!avengers x gn!stark!reader, peter parker x gn!stark!reader

summary: just a few domestic headcanons about living with the avengers

warnings: mentions of kissing

notes: not really christmas themed, but whatever lol

living in the stark tower was the best thing in the world for you. you were sixteen and it felt like all of a sudden you had a huge family, when before it had always only been your dad and you

the best thing about it was, that they all didn't really act like grown ups but more like much older siblings. but it was great to have some role models, that weren't pepper or tony

then when peter and his aunt moved into the tower, you couldn't have been happier. he was your age and the both of you hit it off immidiately

tony wasn't really happy about this, but he knew that both you and peter were good kids and eventually accepted it, to his luck, the avengers really are teenager and constantly made jokes about your and peters relationship

the worst thing that ever happened was when sam caught you and peter making out in the kitchen on new years day. of course, sam being sam, he didn't shut up about it and it took about ten minutes for everyone to know

that situation was mentioned a lot during the next few months and you and peter found it absolutely embarassing.

every sunday there is a big family dinner, which includes all the avengers and is mandatory

these dinners are CHAOTIC, it's loud and everyone talks over the other but you absolutely love it and wouldn't have it any other way

every friday evening is game night and each of the avengers takes it very serious, because the winner decided what you'll eat on sunday. sometimes you play scrabble, or poker and sometimes also charade, which was banned after a few times, because peter and you always won

the avengers were sure you were cheating, but peter and you had just decided on very indicating gestures that told the other if the word was a movie, a book or anything else

steve spend a week researching how you had done it

speaking of steve: you love to show him and thor everything that is going on in the world, considering they're the ones that aren't really on the internet

you created a tiktok account for thor and he only made one video and went viral immediately, gatherin thousands of follower, while you have like a hundred followers, despite posting 200+ tiktoks

you have a close relationship with wanda and nat, those two are often the most sane adults around you, so you often come to them if you have problems, like a fight with peter or anything

ultimately you keep a close relationship with all of the avengers and they're like a family to you

you're probably the most loved 16 year old in the world lmao

taglist: @twistedhistory @bakingintheshire @mqstermindswift @taygrls @athenalikethegoddess @helpimhopelesslyinlove

#domestoc avengers #the avengers #marvel #marvel headcanons #peterparker #peter parker #peter parker x stark!reader #peter parker x reader #peter parker headcanon #peter parker imagine #tom holland spiderman #tom holland #tony stark #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #thor #thor odinson #avengers x reader #avengers x platonic reader #avengers x y/n #avengers x teen!reader

[book-place]

Panel Chaos

Warnings: none (I think), let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Jared Padalecki x reader platonic, Tom Holland x reader platonic, Jensen Ackles x reader platonic

Request: Hey there again! I had another idea for a request like Tom Holland meeting Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles bc I feel like they give the same energy:)

Request by: @theslayerofthevampires

*not my gif*

Summary: Your co-star meets your other co-stars

A/N: I didn’t really know how to end it- sorry!!

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

“-so, yeah, I’d say there’s lots of pranks going around on set.” You snickered into the microphone.

To each side of you, your co stars began sobering up after the cackling that had taken place at the story you just told in response to a fan question.

The panel was going smoothly, Comic Con once again a success in your eyes as you sat in between Jared and Jensen for your last interview of the day.

You played their younger sister in the show, Supernatural, for the past four seasons now, and it was safe to say that you loved working on that show with your whole heart. The actors just made it even better.

All of a sudden, before another person could move to ask a question, the whole crowd let out one large, collective gasp that had your eyebrows furrowing in confusion along with Jensen and Jared’s.

“What? What is it? Is something on my face?” You hurriedly began swiping at your forehead with the back of your hand.

Then, everything went dark and you let out a small shriek of surprise. Someone had covered your eyes.

“Guess who,” A british voice you knew all too well floated through your ears.

“Tom!” You squealed in pure joy, leaping from your seat- practically dropping your microphone in the process- and turning around to give the man a large hug.

Several ‘awes’ of adoration sounded through the crowd at the action.

You pulled away from the brunette man after a moment with a large grin, “What’re you doing here?”

He smiled back, “A little birdie told me that you had a panel going on right now. My interview just got out so I asked around with some of the staff and they said it would be fine to drop by for a moment.”

Tom Holland was most famously your co-worker in various marvel movies that you starred in as Peter Parker’s sister, and you hadn’t seen the man in over five months due to conflicting work schedules.

“You gonna introduce us?” Jared’s voice filled the area and you could practically hear the teasing smile behind it.

“Right,” You spun around to face the two of them, as well as the rest of the crowd, while some staff brought out an extra seat and microphone for the man, “Guys, this is Tom. Tom, this is Jared and Jensen.”

“Hey, man,” Jensen greeted, shaking his hand, “Good to meet you.”

“You as well,” He answered back politely, “I’ve heard many things about the two of you.”

“All good things I hope.” Jared hopped it.

Tom slowly turned with a mock awkward look towards the audience, leading them to roar with laughter, you and the others joining along with giggles of your own.

“No, seriously though, of course I’ve heard some great things.” He chuckled a little bit when he rephrased.

Jared pressed his lips together, acting as if he was mad, “I can’t say the same about you.” Before dramatically whipping his head to face the other way.

The crowd was going crazy.

Through the bright lights, you could squint and see people that were doubling over in laughter that never seemed to end.

“So,” Jensen spoke into a mic, a wicked grin on his face, “I heard that you and Y/n, have been working together for years… any embarrassing stories you have about her?”

Your eyes widened and you quickly flew from your seat and slapped a hand over Tom's mouth, “No!” You shrieked, “No! No stories!”

The poor crowd hasn’t seemed to have caught their breath once since Tom appeared on stage.

You threw a glare in Jensens direction, “Not funny.” You said through gritted teeth.

He just laughed though, knowing it was all for show.

Finally, you relinquished your hold on Tom and wagged a warning finger in his face, “Don’t you dare, Mister. Or I’ll call your mother.” You threatened.

His eyes widened, no doubt with real horror this time, “You wouldn’t.”

“I would.” You crossed your arms determinedly over your chest.

“She does the same thing to us,” Jared gaped.

“Always threatening to call our wives.” Jensen continued.

All three men shuttered in sync.

#platonic #platonic imagine #x reader #jared padalecki x reader #jared padalecki x reader platonic #jensen ackles x reader #jensen ackles x reader platonic #tom holland x reader platonic #tom holland x reader #celebrities x reader

[marvelwitchergilmore]

The Look Of Terror

Summary: Peter Parker x Fe!Reader -> You joined Shield and when you're placed under a certain Team Leader, Peter can't help but worry about you.

Disclaimer: This is more platonic co-worker vibes, I think? Rather than romance? But there is romance in it? Fluff, angst, Peter takes care of the reader. Description of a panic attack, kidnapping, bombs and an asshole of a Team Leader. I'm a little unsure about this one. Comment if you'd like a Part 2???

You were new to the team. 

It was no surprise since you joined a week late into the program that your Team Leader pushed you harder than the rest of them. But you were okay with it, most of the time. In the times where you weren’t, you’d spend a couple hours in the library reading of worlds that didn’t exist - or at least, you hoped didn’t exist. Because, for as much as seeing a fire-breathing dragon would be cool, it could also destroy most of the population of New York in one breath. 

It was six months into the program that Peter finally saw you. 

Not that you had noticed. 

He saw you on your first day of arrival. He heard your name mentioned in passing and that was as far as it went. Until the training rooms had to be pushed into one due to a leak in the women’s bathroom. It was then that you caught Peter’s eye. 

But not because of your looks, although he didn’t fail to notice your beauty. But because of the familiar look in your eyes. 

It took him a while to figure it out; what exactly the look was in the beginning, he couldn’t be too sure. 

For over a month, he studied you. 

You weren’t a part of his team. In fact, you were with a whole other training division. But in the days when he saw you, he studied you as best as he could before it could become border-line creepy. 

He saw you talk to people, but they never became friends with you. You were happy to help out people when they were struggling but most times, you were left on your own. Whilst other groups studied the Shield Handbook together, cutting the 500 page manual into respectable chunks, you sat on your own in the corner. A few people would look over to you and snigger or sneer. One trainee had said aloud about asking you to join them but everyone else shut the idea down right away. You were the rookie. 

What baffled Peter was the fact that the group of trainees, who refused to collaborate with you, were rookie’s too. 

Then, one day, he pulled your file. 

You had the highest test score out of your group. You were intelligent and smart. You had enough strength training to be transferred into a higher level but due to your qualifying status, you would only move up when the rest of the rookie’s did, too. 

So, after all of this, when he found you in the library alone one night, he decided to talk to you. 

“You must know that thing like the back of your hand.” 

Peter saw you jump a little and instantly regretted not making himself known to you sooner. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Oh, no. That’s fine. I-I should be heading home now, anyway.”

“You’ve finished that book three times this week alone. Shouldn’t you be out with the others having a…drink or something?”

“Maybe, but…I kind of prefer my solitude.”

“Ah, the mysterious lonesome type?”

“Some may beg to differ.”

“I’m Peter, by the way.”

“Y/N.”

“It’s nice to meet you.”

“Likewise.”

“You’re a part of Abbot's team, aren’t you?”

“Yes. How did you know?”

“I’ve seen your file.”

“You pulled my file?”

“That and I’ve seen him train you twice a week when all agents share the training room.”

A look of realisation crossed over your face. “Oh, shit. Sorry, you’re Agent Parker.”

“Please, call me Peter. Everyone else does.”

“By the handbook says-”

“That all employees refer to their Team Leaders by their working title.” Peter sounded off. “That was something written by Fury to keep HR happy. To be honest, I’ve never really liked it. You’re meant to be a team, and how can that happen if agents are too busy worrying about calling their team leader by their official title.”

“You have a point, but Abbot-”

“Drill it into you.”

“That’s one way to put it.”

“Well, if you ever need anyone to vent to, you can talk to me.”

“Thank you.” Then after a moment of consideration you asked; “Why you?”

Peter nodded. “I worked with Abbot before Barton came back. I’ve seen how he can train those in his team. I’ve also seen that your group doesn’t exactly seem to strive for trust. It can be hard, working alone. Believe me, I would know.”

“Well, thank you.”

The next day, as you sat alone in the cafeteria, you were slightly startled to find Peter place his food tray down in front of you. “May I?”

“G-Go ahead.”

It shocked you a little; how much Peter was trying to talk to you. By this point, you had been in the program almost six months and no one, other than Abbot when he was barking orders, bothered to try and interact with you - on any scale of capacity. 

And, for the following two weeks, it continued to happen. 

Peter would sit down with you in the cafeteria whenever you had a break from training together. He would join you in the library on late nights when he had to make test scores and you were going over the handbook once more. 

But it wasn’t until one evening when Peter noticed you had been a bit off for a couple of days, that he finally asked you what he’d been dying to ask you for weeks. 

There was a distant look in your eyes. Like as if something had crept its way out of the locked box you kept it sealed in, and was slowly making its way to the front of your brain. 

“What happened?”

It took you a moment to adjust back to reality before you could finally hear Peter’s question. 

“What?”

“What happened?”

“When?”

“Before you joined the programme.”

Peter could see you studying him before he saw a wall go up in front of your eyes. “Nothing.”

“What happened?”

“Nothing. Nothing happened. I already told you why I joined Shield.”

Peter said your name, “I know the look of a horrible memory when I see it. What-”

“Nothing. Nothing happened, Peter. So, can you please just drop it?”

“Yes, sorry.”

You pulled the handbook back in front of you and began to skim through it again and again and again. 

Except, that wall that your build would soon crumble, even as you fought for it to stay standing. 

Three weeks later, and not saying a word to Peter, you found yourself in a training day that Abbot had set up without telling anyone. 

“You’re gonna have to stay on your toes. It’s not easy out there, so, first up!” 

Your name was called. 

Others were called after you and you were given five minutes to understand your mission. And it took everything in you not to stop breathing. 

As Peter made his way down to the training room, he found a “friendly” competition. The other Team Leaders had decided to get involved this time round and people were cheering and chanting and others were completely silent. 

And only then did he understand why. 

In the centre of the crowd, knelt three people and in the middle of them was you. 

No one else noticed, but Peter did. 

Your hands, despite the composure you were holding, were beginning to shake. Your eyes seemed glossier than the last time he had seen you and your breathing wasn’t like anyone else's. It was shattered. 

And, as much as he wanted to stop what was happening, he knew if he did, it would probably make it worse. 

Less than 30 seconds later, you were finished on the task in front of you and you stood back. 

“Seven minutes and thirty-six seconds!” Abbot called out your time. 

Peter watched as you turned your back and removed some of the equipment from your body before pushing your way to the back of the crowd. He rounded the corner of the crowd, but he couldn’t find you. 

A few minutes later, he watched as Abbot awarded one of the Rookie’s a gift-card of some kind and a medal. 

“Okay, that’s it for today! See you tomorrow!”

But you were the only one to leave. 

And Peter was hot on your train. 

From the moment you were given your task, your breathing was hitched in your chest and you couldn’t just quite fill your lungs with enough air to stop them from beating against your heart rapidly. 

Throughout the seven and a half minutes it took you to complete the task Abbot had given to you, you had been slowly losing clear vision due to the tears of old memories ripping their way into your mind. 

And once time had finally been called, you just had to force yourself to hold out a little bit longer. 

But, when your legs began to give out on you, you rushed to find a wall to support you. 

And, you did, for a moment. 

Your breathing was unsteady and out of control. Your head felt like it was spinning and you were going to throw up, all the while you could feel every single particle of blood in your body trying to fight its way into and through your heart. 

In a hazy distance, you heard someone call your name and you tried your best to focus and remain in control, but it didn’t work. 

It wasn’t until you heard a door click open behind you and a steady hand lead you inside that you sank to the floor in a weak attempt to try and ground your emotions. 

“Hey, look at me.”

You looked up and recognised the person who had helped you into the room. 

Peter.

You couldn’t speak. So Peter tried his best to calm you. 

“Just focus on my voice. Can you do that? It’s going to be okay. No one can hurt you here. You’re safe. I need you to keep looking at me. Here, pass me your hand.”

Peter took your trembling hand in his and held it against his heart. 

“I need you to try and focus on the beats. Can you do that for me?”

It took you a moment, but when Peter pressed his hand over yours so it pushed further into his chest, you finally felt his heartbeat against your palm. 

You tried your best to keep track of them, counting each one as they came. 

“Okay, good. Now, can you follow my breaths?”

You tried your best to follow his breaths. Breathing in with him, and breathing out just the same. 

It took a while but eventually your breathing returned, though it pained your chest a little when you did take in a deep breath. 

At some point, Peter had moved to sit beside you, placing an arm around you, yet still holding your hand against his chest. 

You didn’t know how long had passed before Peter spoke. It both felt instant and as if forever had passed. 

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Not yet.”

You didn’t want to recount, just yet. You didn’t want to remember, just yet. 

Eventually the light in the room dimmed and you found yourself standing. Peter had taken off his jumper before placing it on you. He had felt you shivering for the last hour but every time he went to move and give you his zip-neck jumper, he felt your hand hold him tighter not wishing him to move. 

At some point, you found yourself inside of your home with Peter by your side, switching the kettle on without having to ask which is your favourite mug. 

Peter didn’t say anything. He just let you sit by your kitchen island and stare at your hands for as long as you needed. 

“It all started about two years ago.” you started, without even meaning to. “I, uh, I had been working the night shift. I worked in an emergency vet surgery. Anyway, one night, two guys came in. They said they had a horse outside that was giving birth but they couldn’t deliver the foul. It wasn’t rare that we got cases like this, so I grabbed my bag and rushed outside. But, instead of a horse trailer with a labouring mare, I found myself being carted off to a farm ten miles out of town.”

Peter slid the freshly made tea across to you before sitting down on one of the stools allowing the corner of the island to come between the both of you. 

“I had…”

“It’s okay. You don’t have to tell me everything. You don’t have to tell me anything.”

You gave Peter a small nod, too emotionally exhausted to try and fight. 

You took a breath. “I had…found myself on a farm and all I remembered was getting hit over the head and when I woke up I was strapped into a ticking bomb.”

You recounted everything to Peter, from the moment when you woke up and what was going through your head, to managing to find your medical bag which they hadn’t hid well, if at all. And, how, from that, you had tried your best to get out and stop the bomb from going off whilst it was still attached to you. 

The fact that you had, by some miracle, managed to get away before it went off and blew up the barn was beyond you. But once Barton had found out, he wanted you in Shield. You had most of the medical training and with some training, you could become a major asset within Shield, helping eventually train medics in the organisation - even if you had started out as a Vet. 

It was safe to say Peter was pissed about Abbot's actions. 

Hell, it was even in the handbook and probably within the file that Abbot would have full access to since he was your Team Leader. 

You, under no circumstance, were to be put into a situation like you had been put in just hours earlier until you had clearance from a licensed medical therapist. And, after a few questions, Peter found that you hadn’t. 

Yes, you had clearance to train. You had clearance to practise. But when it came to something you had been so close with facing yourself? No. 

Again, time passed and before you knew it, you had come back around and your wall had slowly started to build back up. 

“I should probably go to bed. I’ve got a long day tomorrow.”

“Oh, yeah. Are you sure you’re going to be okay?”

“Yeah, of course.” You tried to assure him. 

Eventually, Peter got up to leave but looking down at your top, you called out to him. 

“Sorry, here’s your top.”

“Oh, uh, thanks.” Peter turned to leave once again but then turned back. “Oh, here…just in case.”

You looked down and found Peter’s card. It contained his name, office address and his phone number. 

“If Abbot tries something like today again…”

“I’ll be sure to call.” you nodded, though Peter feared that what you were saying had no meaning. That you would continue through it, pushing your emotions against your brick wall as hard as you could before you broke again. 

“I mean it, Y/N. He shouldn’t have done that today.”

“I’ll be okay, Peter. I promise.”

AS the door closed behind him, Peter feared that you had made a promise you couldn’t keep, despite how much he knew you would try to.

#peter parker #peter parker x fe!reader #peter parker x reader #tom holland! peter parker #though you can see it as a different actor of Spider-Man if you want #fluff #angst #taking care of reader #co-workers #falling in love? #platonic ships #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #marvel #spider-man x reader #spiderman x reader #agent parker x reader #agent!peter parker #agent!peter parker x reader

[jahayla-parker]

Hi sweetheart 💜

First of all (and I apologize for being so late, but life's been hell lately), congratulations on this milestone, I’m so proud and happy for you 💜✨️

Second of all, thank you for tagging me in this event!!! If I’m still on time, may I request a Peter fluffy piece with best friend!reader helping him revising for a test and at one point she leans against him and her breasts are touching his back and he totally bluescreens and goes "omg boobs I’m touching your boobs your boobs are touching me"? I can totally see him doing that 🤣🤣🤣

Hi my lovely little LiLi, thank you for congratulating me and for sending this in! This was super adorable, it is a bit short so I also combined it with a small text message SMAU ❤️

Peter the Awkward Boob : Peter Parker x BestFriend!Reader

Description: 345wc, Peter Parker becomes even more of an awkward mess when his best friend’s boobs brush his back when they’re studying together. Fic &. text SMAU

Warnings: mentions of boobs, children being naked (nothing inappropriate! Just childhood bff thing)

“Peter, what did you get for number three?” Y/n asked, rubbing her face tiredly.

“Umm…, number three? I came up with fifteen point eight seven” He responded, looking at his notebook.

“How?!” She groaned, standing up and walking to his side of the table to see his notes.

Peter laughed and shrugged.

“Peter Benjamin Parker, that was your answer for number four not three! Don’t scare me like that!” Y/n gasped, leaning down to tap his sloppily written notes.

Y/n felt Peter tense up and heard him mumble something under his breath.

She laughed, “I can’t hear you, what?”

Peter played with his scratched up hands the way he would whenever starting to ramble.

Y/n prepared herself for some long winded excuse as to why he mixed up the numbers, knowing he’d overcompensate to try to cover his tiny mistake.

“Oh my god” he mutters, his pale cheeks flushed, “boobs”.

She busted up laughing, “boobs, Peter? That’s what’s on your mind right now?”

Peter nodded shyly, “I’m touching your boobs! I.. or… errr… your boobs are touching me".

Y/n paused, taking in the scene.

When she leaned to look closer at his notes and point to line four, her breasts evidently pressed against his back.

She cringed with embarrassment and stepped back, “oh, sorry”.

Y/n quickly walked back to her seat, hoping to change the subject back to studying.

“No!” Peter blurted, closing his eyes as he called his mind and mouth down before speaking again, “you are uhhh fine, I just… yeah… I wasn’t uhh..”.

She shook her head, laughing at how awkward her best friend managed to make the situation.

“Peter, we’ve known each other since we were in diapers, I’m fairly certain you’ve seen me naked” She teased.

His eyes widened as he started rubbing the back of his neck, “y/n/n! That’s not the same!”

She laughed and rolled her eyes, “can we get back to this you awkward dork?”

Peter groaned but nodded, trying to glue his eyes to his paper only to find them moving to shyly look at her.

——Later That Night——

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Marvel Incorrect Quotes Pt 3

Warnings: none pure fluff

Y/n: Peter and I don’t use pet names.

Kamala : I see. Hey, what do bees make?

Y/n: Honey?

Peter: Yes, dear?

Y/n:

Kamala : Don't ever lie to my face again

A/n: hiii guys! I thought I'd post a lil something while I wait for my flight. I promise to post more this week but it could be sporadic, I'm with my gf over the long weekend.

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[honeymelonpm]

Head Rush

Characters: (mcu) platonic Peter Parker X reader

Warning: Mild Violence, implied kidnapping, Yandere Themes

Set After No Way Home!

Drabble/Oneshot I guess?

The strands of webbing tugged tightly around your wrists, keeping your hands bound behind your back as your fragile body swayed ever so slightly, the weight of your body being dangled from the ceiling by a rope of web gripped firmly around your ankles.

You struggled to keep your vision focused as all the blood rushing to your head kept you in a loop of constant dizziness, the haunting feeling that your eyes would pop out of your head any second is what kept you so still and compliant.

The tears that welled up in your eyes had severely blurred your vision, however you were still able to make out his silhouette when he walked into view of the doorway.

"I lost everything, everyone. Tony, "He took a sudden, harsh breath before he whispered with a weak voice, "May."

A hot tear ran cold as it rolled from your eye and across your forehead, before disappearing when it met your scalp.

"My girlfriend, my best friend, every time I thought I had someone left, they slipped through my fingers, one way or another." The grainy floorboards groaned beneath his feet as he took a step closer to you, his face perfectly aligned with yours.

"We've been together forever, it's always been us against the world." His face twisted into a look of genuine confusion and misunderstanding. "I just don't understand why you would want to not only move away, but move in with some guy you've known for what, two months?"

His hand caressed the back of your head, before gently pulling your head closer to his, "What were you thinking?" He whispered.

It took a couple of attempts to inhale a proper breath before you could reply, whispering a breathy "I-i'm s-sorry."

The tears that he had kept unshed melted as he stared at you in wonder, his eyes becoming just that bit glassier when a lump swelled in his throat, "I know, but-"

He cut himself off, his eyes leaving yours as if to stare in thought for a moment, before clamping a silk gloved hand firmly around your mouth, turning his slim waist and holding out his hand towards the door, his fingers almost brushing against the trigger of his web shooter.

"One peep out of you and I'll drag you to Stark Tower and stuff you in a suit, do you hear me?"

His sudden threat not only terrified you, but confused you, until a beat later when three dull thuds pounded against the front door of the apartment.

A muffled "Parker?" resounded against the thin yellowing walls of the flat.

Peter's grasp on you became tighter, his fingers slowly beginning to crush your jaw.

"Parker?" Another three knocks rapped against the door.

Five breaths passed, silence filling the air before Peter slowly lowered his hand and turned to you, a subtle look of relief washing over his face when your presence was proved to him.

~

A/N: wow it's been a while since I've written something :/ This is just something very brief and random. It's unedited but I just wanted to post it and see how people thought about it.

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[teacupcollector]

My Missing Piece - Part 5

Marvel Masterlist Series Masterlist A/N: Heya I know this is shorter I honestly thought I updated this series, but when I looked I saw I only had four parts instead of five I apologize for the long wait. I hope you enjoy this part as you did with the others. Have a lovely day!

Summary - After harsh words are said by the Avengers you decide to put your powers to the test and forget everything about them. With only a note of where to go you can only hope that this Peter person can help you figure out what really happened.

Peters nerves were still on edge after the meeting. It turned out he had more stuff then he thought so he couldn't just go swinging home. As a last ditch effort Mr. Stark had Happy drive him home. He just hoped that you weren't near any windows. When Happy offered to carry some of his stuff inside he refused to which Happy gave him a quirked brow. Once Peter got his stuff in the door he quickly bid Happy a farewell before slamming it and locking it shut. He let out a sigh before walking into the living room a bit more. He expected you to be in the living room but you weren't. 'Huh?' Just as he was about to call out your name he heard a crash. He tenses up and quickly goes into the direction of the noise. Turns out it came from his room. May and you were in it and when he walked in he could see what crashed. 

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" As he looked down he could see his Lego Death Star in pieces on the ground. 

"What happened?" Peter says trying to keep a level head. 

"I finished my set and wanted to put it next to yours..." You say quietly. 

Peter sighs and May looks between the both of them. "I am sure we can fix it!" May says in a hopeful tone. 

Peter walks further into the room and crouches down to pick up the pieces. You immediately follow suit and try to help. "I got it!" Peter snaps which makes you flinch. 

"Okay... Are you sure I can't hel-" "Yes I'm sure." He says cutting you off. 

You nod and decide to leave him to it You decide the best option was to get out of his way so you go over to May and ask. 

"May? Would it be okay if I take a shower?" Peters ears perk at this. 

May nods and gives a small 'Of course.' Before showing her to the laundry room where her clothes have been washed. Peter sighs and sits down criss-cross on the ground. He didn't mean to snap but it took him and his best friend Ned hours to finish this. Now Peter feels guilty. He knows you have a set way of doing things. He wasn't sure if you had a routine yet, but he does know that you only interrupt that routine to take a shower when you are upset, and the fact that he upset you causes his heart to pinch in his chest.

He walks into the kitchen where May has retired to and digs for a tuple ware container to put the smaller pieces in. As he is looking he can hear you come out of the bathroom and the creek of his door shutting but not all the way. He grabs what he needs and heads back to his room. At first he doesn't notice the vacancy of the bottom bunk until he hears the bunk beds creek slightly. He looks over to see that you weren't in the bottom bunk, but the top bunk. He also noticed that one of the blankets were missing. He quietly sighs to himself. When you get upset you like to be in the furthest most part of a room. He can't see you but he is sure that you are probably curled in a ball at the top portion of the bed. He puts all the little pieces into the container and set it aside out of the way. He goes toward the bunk bed and jumps up until he touches the ceiling. He pulls himself up by the fingertips and crawls over the railing. You were indeed in a curled position. He made sure to sit at the foot of the bed with no parts of him touching you. 

"Y/N?" He asks quietly not wanting to upset you further. 

"I'm not mad at you, you know that right?" He says and he sees the blankets shuffle slightly. He assumes that it is a 'No.' 

"I was just a little frustrated... The place I went to stressed me out, but I could never stay mad at you. You know that right?" All he hears is silence. 

"I looked at your Lego set while I was down there. You did a great job!" He says with a smile. 

He sees you poke your head out and look at him. 'She needs positive re-enforcement' He thinks to himself. 

"I was gone for what? And hour? two hours max? You got that done so fast!" He says his smile growing. 

He slowly see you uncurl your self. He feels your foot nudge him. 'Good she is making contact.' He thinks. "How about we re-build the Death Star together?" He asks. You still stay silent but this time you make eye contact. Normally at the Avengers tower you wouldn't be this fragile, but he assumed that since you made yourself forget that you regressed to where you were a year or so ago. He was sure you were being cautious as to not accidentally make him forget.

"Can I touch you?" He asks and you give a little nod. 

He scoot further into the bed leaning his back against the wall. He pulls your feet into his lap and begins to massage them gently. 

"Uh..." He was running out of things to say. 

"You showered right? Your feet are smooth." He cringes and as if you could read his thoughts he hears a giggle. 

"That is super weird to say." You say looking at him. 

He immediately lets go of your feet and you laugh again. "S-Sorry! I jus-" "You are trying to help... Thank you. I know I can be sensitive, but I will try and work on it..." You say and sit up on the bed. 

"It's okay! I shouldn't have snapped. It isn't like it is permanently broken." He says with a smile. You pull your feet out of his lap and lower the blanket so he could see more of you. Peter looks you up and down to see that you weren't in his clothes anymore. He did his best to hide his disappointment. He liked seeing you in his clothes. 'That's weird of me. Why should she be in my clothes when she has her own?' He asks himself. 'But she did look good in my clothes...' He says and a blush comes over his face. 

"Are you okay Pete?" You ask and he nods. 

"H-How about we look through a Journal!" He says and leans over the edge and webbing one of the many journals that were on the bed below them. He webs them and brings them up to the top of the bunk and you laugh. Peter scoots back into his original spot and he feels you scoot next to him. He smiles down at you and begins to read.

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[mxssingmemories]

JUUUUUUULEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS hi okay so UM I HAE AN IDEA. tom holland x platonic bsf reader thing where reader comes out to him? it can be anything u want AND ALSO PLEASE I WANT TESSA IN THERE IF U CAN thank u beautiful i love u beaitiful bye beautiful

Best Friend Ever

Pairing: Tom Holland x platonic!best friend!reader

Summary: Y/N found out some news about herself and really wants to tell her best friend Tom. She's really worried about how he'll react, but he comes through like the amazing person he is.

Warnings: Anxiety, coming out, tooth-rotting fluff <3

Word count: 1.2k !!

A/N: Jules? Posting two fics in a single night?? What is happening? Anyways, I'm loving this request, thank you so much Ash <3. This fic was so much fun to write. Also, reminder that requests are very much open!!

It was a pretty quiet day in the Holland house. Dom and Nikki, along with his brothers, were all out of town on a "vacation" of sorts. Tom ended up staying home to take care of Tessa. He was pretty excited to finally have the house to himself for once, especially since that meant he could invite you over. Everyone knew that you were his best friend-you've been there for him during some of the hardest times in his life. You've known him since before his first Marvel role, and you were so blessed that you got to see him grow up in his own little ways.

You and Tom knew practically everything about each other. He could always tell when you were having a bad day or vice versa, and knew exactly what to do. So, when you showed up on his front porch for the scheduled hangout with a fake smile on your face, he knew something was wrong. He tried to get you to talk to him several times, but eventually just let it be. He knew you well enough to trust that if it was serious you'd come to him in your own time.

You two started your TV marathon-Brooklyn Nine-Nine, of course- and sat down on the living room couch. Tessa immediately curled up in between you both. You leaned into Tom's chest, allowing him to wrap his arms around you providing the casual comfort only a best friend could. His and Tessa's presence and breathing calmed you significantly, even as your thoughts weighed heavily on your mind.

"What if he doesn't support me? What if he breaks off the friendship? What if he hates me?"

Your brain ran through all of the possible outcomes with anxiety, thoughts whirling through your head at what felt like 50 miles an hour. Only when Tom's hand squeezed your arm gently did you come out of it, shooting an apologetic smile at your best friend. He nodded in understanding, holding you just a little closer as if he could protect you from the negative thoughts he didn't even know were there.

Logically, you knew Tom would probably be supportive. He'd had so many positive interactions with LGBTQ fans and family alike, but for some reason your brain thought it would be different. Oh well, you figured, might as well get it over with.

However, the second you opened your mouth, you felt your blood run cold. You quickly shut it again, hoping Tom didn't notice your little speaking mishap.

In reality, Tom definitely noticed. It only made him more concerned for you. You'd been off the whole day, not paying attention to the show at all. He knew all he had to do was wait for you to come to him, but he was still anxious as hell. Tom was a helper, and he had never felt the need to help more than he did in this moment.

"Want to go get some ice cream, Y/N?" he asked, a smile on his face. Your eyes brightened up as you nodded, jumping off the couch. "Okay, I'll get Tessa's leash on. You wanna grab a hoodie from my closet?" As you nodded again, he went to grab Tessa's leash and let you do your thing. You came back downstairs a minute later, all ready to go.

Tom put Tess in the backseat, making sure she was secure. The minute you got in, you stole the aux and Taylor Swift started blaring. When Tom scoffed, you smirked unabashedly-it was Taylor Swift. The ride to the ice cream parlor was uneventful, filled with quieter music and Tessa's paws on your arm. It was peaceful, and for a moment you were finally able to relax.

The bell dinged as you both walked into the shop, Alex coming over to greet you.

"Hey, loves! How's it going?" they grinned, already preparing your orders and Tess' whipped cream.

"Pretty okay, Alex! Mom and Dad are out of town, so me and dingus here are having a sleepover." Tom smiled, making sure Tessa didn't try to sneak behind the counter again. As soon as Alex got your orders prepared, Tom motioned to head out to the car, but you shook your head.

"Is it alright if I stay back and talk to Alex for a sec?" At his nod, you walked back in to find Alex sitting at one of the tables with a milkshake. They smiled and motioned for you to sit down. Nose deep in their milkshake, they motioned for you to continue.

Alex was one of the most open people you've ever met. They made it public knowledge they were trans, and you looked up to them very much.

You gulped. "How..how did you come out to your best friend?" Alex immediately sat up a little straighter and made eye contact with you.

"Well, honestly I feel like they knew. I kind of just came out with it outright. They were so supportive, and honestly it went really well. Why? IS there something you need to tell me?" they asked, a glint in their eyes.

"I'm pan, Alex." you stated, eyes widening when they giggled a bit.

"Dude. I know. I also know that you're terrified to tell Tom, am I right?" At your shrug, they continued, "I can promise you 100% that he's going to support you. He's your best friend, and above all an awesome person. I think you should do it. You got this kiddo," they beamed. Standing up to hug them with tears in your eyes, you started walking out. They grabbed your shoulder, and whispered "it's gonna be fine." Planting a kiss on your cheek, you finally met Tom outside.

You ate your ice cream on the way home, quite enjoying the newfound confidence the chat with Alex gave you.

The second you got home, Tessa jumped on the couch with you, effectively taking Tom's spot. He playfully glared at Tess and scooted her over until he was sat beside you. Turning on the movie, he felt you snuggle up to him and relaxed.

Your heart was beating, however, as you sat up again. "Tom. I really need to get this out and I've been thinking about it for a while, it's completely fine if you don't accept it. I mean it's not fine, it'll suck ass, but I understand-"

our best friend cut you off by placing his hand over your mouth, taking his turn to speak. "Y/N. Please just tell me. I won't judge you, I pinky-promise."

"I..shit. I'm pan."

Realization flashed across his features, and before your eyes could get too teary he pulled you into his chest.

"That's okay, kiddo. I know. I've got you, it's okay love." He continued murmuring support into your ear as your eyes got heavy. You knew you were going to fall asleep soon. You placed your hand on Tessa's head by muscle memory as she scooted towards you, finding enough strength in you to say three words.

"I love you," you sighed sleepily, your best friend's face going soft again at those words. He murmured his reply, but you were already fast asleep. The last thing you registered was the feeling of being loved, and you wouldn't trade it for the world.

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[queenshelby]

Hurt (Part Two)

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Words: 4,896

Warning: Smut, Age Gap, Fluff

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Over the next two days, both Cillian and Tom had some time off from filming and when you suggested to invite Cillian along to your outings with Tom, Tom was rather surprised.

“You want to ask Cillian to come along? Why?” Tom asked a little surprised and all you could do was to make something up.

“I don’t know. He is on his own and maybe he wants some company” you told Tom and, oblivious as usual, Tom nodded and agreed with your suggestion. He believed that you were simply a being nice, not thinking anything about it.

“Good. Shall I knock on his door to see if he wants to come to the museum with us then?” you asked and Tom responded with a short and somewhat amused “sure”.

With that, you spent the next two days together and you soon realised how much you and Cillian had in common.

He enjoyed art just as much as you did and you spent three hours in a gallery, discussing and arguing about the artists’ point of view while Tom decided to get some shopping done. Art wasn’t his thing, even though he pretended to like it for your sake which, of course, you appreciated.

Just like Tom, Cillian was intelligent and funny and, whilst he was so much older than you, you somehow felt drawn to him. He was much more mature than your friends and ex-boyfriends and even Tom, your best friend, didn’t compare. Cillian was you unique and everything he said made sense to you. Unlike most men you’ve met before, he took you seriously and was incredibly charming regardless of how many times you embarrassed yourself in front of him. He was special and you felt special being around him.

Those two days you’ve spent together were fun and brought you closer together. Cillian’s company made you forget about the pain and heartache which was left behind by your ex boyfriend and this, in itself, was the best feeling you could have hoped for after your heart had been broken into a million pieces.

The problem though was that you were falling for Cillian and you knew that you shouldn’t be getting involved with him. He was twice your age and he was an actor. It would never work, or would it?

Two days later on set…

Bothered by the gossip that had been spread about you and Tom, you sat down inside the costume area of the set, sipping on your cup of coffee and reading the latest headlines. Clearly, you were upset by them and Cillian immediately noticed when he finished his scene and started walking towards you, completely wet and exhausted.

“I wouldn’t take it too seriously Y/N. That’s Hollywood for you” Cillian said, seeing the paper in your hands which showed a picture of you and Tom before stripping off his wet jacket and drying his hair with a towel.

“But it’s so disgusting….the way they portray me…like I am…I am not good enough because I am not some sort of model or actress. It says here that he could do so much better than me…” you sighed before thinking that you were probably annoying Cillian right now. He had only just finished his final scene for the day and here you were, complaining about the press.

“Are you sure you don’t have a crush on Tom?” Cillian chuckled and, luckily for you, he didn’t seem to be annoyed at all.

“Me? Oh god no!” you blurted out quickly while watching Cillian get undressed. He was totally unbothered by the fact that you were right there in front of him and it wasn’t until you began to blush that he walked behind a privacy screen.

“No? Are you sure?” Cillian teased again, speaking to you from behind the screen while poking his head out to the side, grinning.

“I am sure! What even makes you say this?” you asked a little perplexed.

“Because you seem rather upset about this silly piece of gossip in your hands. It is really not worth your worry unless you actually like Tom” Cillian then told you and, as you could see him wiggling around behind the screen, you knew that he was changing his pants.

“Tom is just a friend. I swear!” you said desperately while an exciting tingling sensation ran through your lower body.

“Okay” Cillian chuckled before appearing again in front of you, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.

“I am serious!” you told him, seeing that he didn’t believe you. “I am more into older guys and I most certainly wouldn’t date an actor” you then explained before biting your tongue.

“Okay! You don’t have to justify yourself to me” Cillian said in response and, of course, you knew that you didn’t have to. But for some reason, you wanted to.

“So, is there anyone in your life then? Someone you are interested in?” he then asked nonetheless and your face turned red again.  Cillian knew about your ex and the way he treated you. You had told him all about it, but yet he wondered whether, after all of this, you had your eyes on someone new.

“No” you quickly stammered.

“No?” he asked, clearly teasing you.

“I mean, maybe, but it is none of your business. Why are you asking?” you wondered.

“Just curious” Cillian explained before asking you whether you wanted hang out with him that same evening. He knew that Tom had a night shoot ahead of him and, for some reason, he didn’t feel like hanging out with the rest of the cast or crew.

“Yeah, uhm…sure. I would like to” you stammered and, when he asked you what you wanted to do, you suggested ordering in some food and playing computer games.

“You are such a geek, aren’t you?” Cillian chuckled in response.

“Am I?” you asked shyly.

“Yes” he laughed. “But I like it” he then told you and, luckily for you, so was he.

Later that day….

You knew that Cillian read a lot and he enjoyed gaming, even though he wasn’t as skilled as you were when it came to car racing.

He was, however, somewhat competitive and, after you beat him the first time that night, he immediately asked you for a re-match.

“Damn!” Cillian sighed after the second loss before telling you that you should play a best two out of three.

"Shouldn't it be a best three out of five since I'v already owned you twice?" you laughed while looking back at him.

“Good point” Cillian chuckled in response before he moved himself up to a seated position and you started up the third race.

“I think my generation is just better at gaming” you told him as, during the third race, you took the lead again.

“I think you are wrong” Cillian teased before pinching you playfully, throwing you off and making you drive off the side of the track.

"Hey!" you yelped.

"You see…I win!" Cillian laughed.

“You cheated!" you told him somewhat amused.

"Sometimes you have to do what you have to do to win!" he laughed before he started another race and, roughly around the same time on a different track, he put his hand up to act like he was going to block you again.

“I have my eyes on you Cillian!” you said quickly in return while you swung your left arm up to block him so, instead, he began tickling you on your left side.

“Not fair” you yelped as you fumbled about, dropping the remote to the floor and, before the race was even finished you pushed Cillian over and jumped on top of him playfully.

"I can't see!" Cillian laughed before taking in a deep breath.

"You cheated again!" you laughed, bringing your face closer to his as, all of a sudden, Cillian’s hand came up to caress your cheek.

“Can I…” he began to say with more nervousness in his voice than ever before and, before he could finish his sentence, you crashed your lips onto his.

“Yes” you mumbled against his lips before he parted his, allowing you to deepen the kiss at your pace. After all you had told him about your ex he wanted you to take control and so you did.

You kissed him passionately and, just as you were, you could feel your desire for this much older man grow out of control.

Your tongues were exploring each other mouths, hungrier and hungrier for more and slowly, but surely, you were grinding yourself against him.

“Are you sure that this is what you want? I am almost twenty years older than you” Cillian eventually asked when your lips parted after what felt like an hour of kissing and making out.

“I am sure Cillian” you reassured him. “And I don’t care about the difference in age between us. But, just so you know, I am not into one night stands” you told him and he immediately pulled you closer once more.  

“I am not into one-night stands either Y/N. I really like you and I want to see where this goes” Cillian then told you and your eyes went wide as you felt his arousal against your clothed crotched.

"I…uhm…’ you gasped before your lips collided again and Cillian could tell just how you nervous you were.

"And I am also not in a rush. Let’s take this at your pace, alright?” Cillian then said as his arms moved around you, caressing you gently.

“I just…I want to but I’ve never been with anyone but my ex. He was my first ever boyfriend so…” you began to stammer and Cillian responded with a warm smile.

“That’s fine. Like I said, I am not in a rush” he told you before pulling you closer and kissing you again gently.

“I am happy with just kissing you” Cillian whispered but you shook your head nervously. You wanted more, no matter how nervous you were about it and, with that in mind, you scooped forward a little and pressed against Cillian’s most intimate part.

“I don’t think I can resist you Cillian and, by the feel of it, you cannot resist me either” you teased with a nervous smile and Cillian gasped in response, adoring how shy you were around him.

“Well, you are pressing right against my groin so there will be a reaction. I can’t help that” Cillian chuckled and you ground yourself against him some more as the rest of your defences fell.

“I am sorry” you blushed nonetheless and Cillian began to laugh.

“I don’t think you are. You are still doing it” he teased and you giggled nervously.

“Well, I want to sleep with you so…” you stammered and, before you could say anything else, Cillian pushed you off him gently and pulled you up to your feet.

"Where are we going?" you asked nervously as he took your hand and pulled you across the room.

“Over there” Cillian responded before walking towards the large bed in his studio apartment.

“Your bed?” you asked with a nervous giggle and he chuckled again.

“Yes. It’s probably more comfortable than the floor, don’t you think?” Cillian teased as, when you reached the edge of the bed, you released your hold on his hand and sat down.

“I would say so” you laughed with your cheeks blushing red while scooting to the middle of the bed and watching Cillian remove his t-shirt.

Unsurprisingly, he featured a million freckles across his slender body and his chest was covered with just the right amount of hair.

When shirt was off, Cillian moved to the end of the bed and unzipped his pants and you sat in stunned silence. His pants were off and you were too shy to look at what they had been covering.

“Are you sure…” he sought to clarify again, seeing how awkward this was and how nervously you behaved but, just then, you found your courage.

“I am sure” you interrupted him as you quickly pulled your shirt over your head and then tossed it towards the edge of the bed.

"But I just can't wrap my head around your attraction to me" you said, having been made to feel inferior by your ex and being surprised by the fact that someone like Cillian wanted you.

“Why?” Cillian asked as he moved closer towards you but, before you could answer, something in his mind clicked. He knew what the problem was now and, after having heard the stories about your ex, he wanted to rectify how you felt.

He was genuinely attracted to you and there was so much about you that intrigued him so decided to tell you.

“You are beautiful” he said as he leaned down and carefully pushed you skirt down over your hips and you looked up in surprise when his hands took the garment from you before throwing it to the side.

“And you are smart” Cillian then said as he moved between your knees forcing you to lie back while he hoovered over you gently.

“And funny” he whispered before bringing his lips awfully close to yours.

“You are perfect” he then finally said before kissing you again, making you feel incredible right then and there.

"I'm not like him Y/N" Cillian then said after your lips drifted apart and you looked up at him through shimmering eyes.

"Let me show you” he told you and your fingers trembled as you lifted them to trace his jaw.

“Okay” you said and Cillian smiled slightly.

“Show me” you then whispered as you took a deep shuddering breath and your hand slid to the back of his neck and pulled slightly. His lips captured yours in a toe curling kiss again and your breath caught for a second as you lost yourself in the heat he'd ignited.

Fear melted away into white hot desire before you could give another thought to having you heart broken again, this time by the man who was kissing his way down to your bra.

Your mind may have been able to disregard it but your body couldn't. You were so wet it almost embarrassing. Your hips pressed up against his as his tongue caressed the curve of you breast not covered by fabric and your shoulders lifted slightly when his hands slid under your back to undo the hooks of your bra.

“Cillian” you moaned and it took everything you had to keep from crying out when his lips fastened onto your nipple.

He smiled against your skin and then sucked your hard bud into your mouth. Clearly, he was enjoying your breasts and you enjoyed his attention to them.

But then, his attention shifted to an even more intimate place and you groaned loudly when he shifted his weight and his fingers found their way to the edge of your panties and traced the skin next them slowly. He eased them just past the edge, felt the slickness along your slit and sucked in a breath.

“You are so wet” Cillian observed and you felt the muscles of his back tense under your hands.

“I am sorry” you said foolishly as Cillian lifted his head and his fingers delved farther.

“Don’t be. It’s a good thing” he chuckled before carrying on.

"I want to taste you” Cillian then said as he watched your face. In the four years you shared with your ex, on and off, he had never gone down on you and so you hesitated for a fraction of a second before reaching down and pushing your panties down in answer.

Cillian sat up quickly and helped you slip them off.

When he moved to settle between your thighs again, he paused, admiring the stunning picture you made there in the moonlight.

“You are so sexy like this” he murmured as he skimmed your inner thighs with his fingers.

By this time, your chest was thick with arousal and it was getting harder to breathe by the second. You tried to keep you gaze on his but your eyes drifted shut as his fingers slipped between your slick folds and into your softness.

“Oh god” you moaned while your back arched against the mattress as Cillian began to stroke.

He watched you fall into the pleasure of his touch, fascinated by how your body reacted. Your hands gripped the comforter above your head and your hips undulated with a hypnotizing rhythm. He'd never seen such an uninhibited response in a woman.

He lowered his face to your heat slowly and started above your pubic bone, caressing your skin with his lips, planting little kisses as he inched his way down. He surprised you by licking each lip instead of going directly to your little pearl peeking out of its hood. He smiled as your legs trembled and your hips lifted, begging him to push you over the edge. But, he had no intention of letting you find release so soon.

You groaned in frustration as his tongue gazed your hot button and then moved away to lap your lips again.

"Dammit…I can’t…please" you grated and Cillian swallowed a laugh.

"Is something wrong?" Cillian teased. The tone of his voice was so innocent it made you want to smack him.

"You're killing me. This is too much…it feels…oh" you gasped and your voice was cut off with a groan as he licked you right where you needed it.

"You're not going to die” Cillian teased.

"Promise?" you asked as you arched up again and he chuckled softly then gave you another lick.

"I promise” he teased but you couldn't take anymore.

"Please Cillian” you pleaded with him as your hands released the comforter and reached for his shoulders.

"Please what?" Cillian teased again.

"I need you” you told him and he lifted his head to look at your face.

"Are you sure?" he asked and you nodded again quickly.

Having pity on you, Cillian crawled up your body and stretched himself over you. His hardness rubbed against your sensitive lips tearing another groan from you. You lifted your head and tucked your face into his neck.

"Cillian please. I am on the pill…just…please..." you said, sounding desperate and rather needy, unable to form a coherent sentence.

“Look at me” Cillian whispered into your ear as he reached between your bodies to ease himself into place.

With that, your head fell back and you looked up at him with wide open eyes.

“I need you too Y/N" Cillian said as his hips pushed forward slightly, easing him just past your threshold, stretching you in a way you hadn't been before.

You tried to fight the sudden panic that gripped you but he saw it brewing in your eyes. His hips froze, holding his hardness in place. He kissed you softly, deepening it after a few moments as he felt the tension in your body melt away. After a few minutes your hips were straining upwards. He obliged with your request and pushed forward claiming your softness inch by agonizing inch.

“Are you okay?” Cillian then asked as he finally bottomed out inside of you. He was much larger than you had expected and, by the time he had filled you, your breath had taken on a hard edge.

“Yes” you swallowed as your hands were gripping his shoulders tightly as the panic that had threatened to overwhelm you flared back to life. He rocked his hips slowly letting the fires grow hotter. Carefully he lengthened his strokes, watching your face for any signs of pain. But, there were none. You looked up at him with a mix of wonder and unbridled pleasure.

“Oh my god, you are filling me so much” you whispered through a moan and Cillian kissed you softly.

"And you feel amazing” he groaned in response as you lifted your head to kiss him harder as his pace increased, letting his lips capture your moans and gasps of pleasure.

“Shh, we don’t want the entire block to hear us” Cillian eventually chuckled as it didn't take long before kissing you wasn’t enough to cover all the sounds you were making.

“But it feels so intense” you moaned after you pulled your lips from his and tucked your face into his neck trying to gain some kind of control over yourself. It was pointless though. You couldn't stop yourself as his relentless rhythm forced you closer and closer to the brink.

Cillian felt your body tighten in his arms and your hand clenching against his back.

"Give into it” he whispered softly and, after crying out his name, you smashed your lips against his shoulder and were that you were about to embarrass yourself by screaming. He pushed you closer to the edge, grinding his hips with every stroke.

You were powerless against the torrent of sensations when it struck. In spite of your efforts, you did scream. Your entire body strained against it when it snatched you out of the ether he had pulled you into. Your back bowed beneath him, your hand pulled at his hips and your neck stretched as you head was thrown back.

It only lasted a minute but you could have sworn that it went on for an hour or more. You were boneless when it released its hold on you and Cillian kissed you softly when you fell back on the bed.

"That was amazing. You are so fucking beautiful like this" Cillian said quietly and you ducked your head as your cheeks heated with a blush.

"Do it again Y/N. Cum again for me" Cillian then whispered and you were a bit surprised by his request. Not only wasn’t he finished with you just yet, but also had just given you your first ever orgasm and you didn’t think that you could possibly orgasm again so quickly.

"I don't think I can Cillian” you gasped breathlessly.

“I bet you otherwise” he teased while you ran your hands through his hair.

"I guess I can try” you giggled and his rhythm restarted slowly.

“Tell me if you are sore though, and I will stop, yeah?” Cillian then said as he slipped a hand under you back, pulling you up into his thrusts.

“Okay” you whimpered as the pleasure started to build again. He was now hitting your g-spot and began to thrust harder, going deeper than he had been with the intention on taking you with him when his own release came. It meant distracting himself for a few minutes to ensure you were ready but it was worth it when he felt your body tense again.

“Fuck Y/N” Cillian groaned after several more minutes when he gave into it just as it hit you, emptying himself into you as you pulsed around him.

“Oh my god” you moaned in response, feeling the warmth of his cum inside of you and the intensity of your second orgasm was overwhelming.

You looked down at him, caressed his back, and sighed softly. "I didn't know that was possible."

"Hmmm?" He kissed you neck then your lips.

"Having sex like that. I thought that only happened in sappy romance novels" you said with a little giggle, eliciting a laugh from Cillian.

“Well, it sure was the best sex I have had in very long time” Cillian said and he then brushed his lips against yours again and smiled.

“Oh common, as if…” you said shyly, knowing that you were rather inexperienced.

“I am serious Y/N. It was pretty amazing. You are amazing…” he reassured you before slowly pulling out of you and you curled up against his chest.

Unfortunately, you knew that you couldn’t stay the night, no matter how much you wanted to. This sort of thing wasn’t permitted on set and you sure as hell couldn’t risk anyone finding out about you and Cillian just yet, not even Tom.

You didn’t want to receive any lectures from your best friend Tom about the age gap or the fact that you just slept with an actor. You also didn’t want your family to think anything of it, especially not your sister. It was too soon.

With that in mind, after another hour of intimacy and kisses, you made your way back to Tom’s apartment quietly and, of course, he wondered where you were.

“Just walking around, you know, listening to music and stuff…” you lied and, of course, you had never been a good liar. Nonetheless, he believed you. He had no reason not to.

***

The following morning Tom and Cillian caught up with each other on set and, after you discussed your concerns with Cillian, Cillian didn’t say a word to Tom about you.

He knew that he would probably be concerned and worried about you if he was to find out about last night and this was a worry Tom didn’t need while filming. He was still new to the industry and personal matters often took an effect on young actors and their performance on set.

With that in mind, Cillian kept quiet and your name didn’t come up until Tom brought it up himself, asking Cillian and another member of the cast for advice.

“You know man, I really like Y/N and I don’t know what to do about it” Tom blurted out over morning tea while catching a minute with Cillian and Chris.

“You don’t know what to do about what?” Cillian asked a little confused.

“Well, we have Y/N and I have been friends for a while now and I kind of really like her, you know…” Tom explained.

“You like her how?” Chris teased and Cillian took in a deep breath.

“I think I am in love with her. It’s really fucked up but I was actually glad when she ended it with this dumbass back home. He wasn’t right for her and I know that I could treat her so much better” Tom then said and Cillian suddenly began to feel ill to his stomach. How could he not have seen this coming?

“Maybe it is time for you to make your move then” Chris said while Cillian quickly excused himself. He felt guilty and upset, but didn’t know what to do or say to Tom now.  

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[venomsvl]

- When i said I love you pt.2 Teaser

Summary: The reader learns to move on with her life after dealing with such great loses and later in her life reunits with her first love.

A/n: this is still in progress so please dont pressure me into finishing it because its currently exam season and i have a pure 2 math exam tomorrow

Part one | 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

You were thankful that your parents understood your situation and didn't force you out of your comfort zone like most parents do. But you deeply regret not grieving the life that could have been with them around you.

You might be wondering what started? The disappearance. People from all shapes and sizes started to disappear out of nowhere.

You were bored, but you didn't want to leave the comfort of your bed, and lucky you, your bed was adjacent to the window. You sat there for who knows how long just watching people get on with their lives while you’re all cooked up into a burrito feeling miserable. You realized that the world doesn’t stop for one person.

It doesn’t care if you catch up or not, but you better do because that’s what our society expects us to do. To get better after only a small period of time had passed from the traumatic event. They don't care how big or small the event is; they just don't care. They care about you being up to their unbelievable standards. And if you move on too fast? Then you never loved them, or it wasn’t that big of a deal. There is just no pleasing them.

He broke your heart into pieces. He cheated on you and led you on. You shouldn’t care. But then again, he's always been there in your life ever since you got adopted and moved here. You have every right to feel that way after learning that he is presumed dead.

You didn’t know what to do, you were lost, while feeling suffocated. What do I do?? SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME! You screamed in your head, hoping that someone could just come and help you, guide you through this gut-wrenching situation. You let out a painful scream, one that was filled with grief and pain, one that was filled with rage and sadness, one that was hurtful to hear from such a young soul that has now been broken into pieces.

You returned to your apartment and sat in front of the news channel, trying to find an answer or solution to your problems. Where are you going to live? How are you going to pay rent? How are you going to eat? But the main question was, "How am I going to survive this emotional agony? "

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Guess who finished writing not one not two but THREE new fics that'll be ready for me to post by tonight!!

The fics are:

Forever-more-Platonic

Stages-Platonic

Chapter 4 of Broken-Pairing Tom holland x Reader

#tom holland x reader #tom holland x y/n #platonic avenger fics

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Silent and Tired → t.holland

A/N: Hey everyone! A little late to the party, but decided to do an angsty one-shot for Tom's birthday hehe.. enjoy

Word Count: 2.5k

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In just five days, Tom Holland the famous Spider-Man actor would no longer be 25 years of age, but instead 26. You’ve known Tom for almost six years and counting. You first met him at an after party of the Spider-Man Homecoming premiere, and from that moment on you two just instantly clicked. But over the years, you’ve realized that you have developed feelings for the British boy. Everything about him was just perfect. But of course before you even got the courage to tell him about this, he had already started to get into a relationship with his co-star, Zendaya. 

Now you had nothing against Zendaya, she’s beyond gorgeous, has a great charisma, smart, kind, and an absolute Goddess. Ever since Zendaya got casted to play the role of Peter Parker’s love interest, MJ, everyone had started to ship Tom and Zendaya. Everyone could see them dating and making each other happy and content. After a while, you had decided to ignore your romantic feelings for Tom and hide them deep down where nobody would ever get a hint. 

The situation has been like this for approximately two years, when Tom and Zendaya had decided to put their relationship out to the public. They definitely did break the internet, everyone was happy, even you. If you truly loved someone, you would want them to be happy. Seeing Tom with Zendaya was heartbreaking at first. But you’ve learnt to be happy for them, your feelings for Tom shouldn’t get in the way of him being happy. Whenever Tom’s with Zendaya, you’ve noticed that his mood always brightens like she was the sun to his universe. 

Zendaya wanted Tom to have the best birthday party, so she invited everyone who was close to Tom and made you a co-planner with her. The two of you would order many decorations on various websites and have six different packages on the front of Tom and Zendaya’s apartment. Tom was still in Berlin so he wasn’t aware of the packages. Planning Tom’s birthday with Zendaya was extremely fun and exciting and you couldn’t wait for Tom’s reaction to all of the preparation. 

Finally after three days, Tom had arrived in L.A and unlocked the door to his shared apartment. The second he entered the apartment, Zendaya dropped the book she was reading and set down her coffee mug and ran up to Tom, engulfing him in a hug. Tom started laughing, almost crying as it was an emotional moment. 

“AHHH I missed you so much!” Zendaya said to Tom. 

“I missed you too darling” Tom said to her while laughing. 

They laughed at each other and shared a long awaited kiss, both of them happy. 

–

Back in your apartment, you were aware that Tom had reached L.A but decided not to say anything to him yet. You wanted him to relax a little and spend some time with just Zendaya. Plus, you had a tinder date. 

You tried to put yourself out there, tired of feeling lonely and wanting to have someone love you and have late night chats with. But all the dates you’ve been on always went in three directions. 

One: Since you were considered a Youtube celebrity, with over ten million subscribers, people would only go on dates with you for the clout. So that they could be in your videos and have a sprinkle of fame. 

Two: They were a complete douche bag who just wanted to have meaningless sex with you so that they can tell everyone they had slept with a Youtube star. 

Three: They talked about themselves for the whole entire date, making you just sit there in the restaurant, nodding your head and silently eating your meal. 

You were hoping that this date would be different, not a repeat of the last previous 15 dates, yes you were counting. You got ready by putting on your makeup, fixing your hair, and you had decided to wear a long elegant black dress with a slit. 

Thirty minutes later, you arrived at the restaurant and took a seat at your reserved table. You started off with an appetizer, bread and olive oil, while you were waiting for your date, Tyler. On his profile, he looked like the typical frat boy but you didn’t want to judge a guy based on what he puts on a tinder profile. You waited for approximately another hour and forty minutes for him, but still no sign of Tyler. 

The manager of the restaurant had taken pity on you, and decided not to charge you for the bread and olive oil. You thanked the manager and left the place, you felt like your cheeks were burning from the amount of embarrassment you were feeling. 

As you drove back to your apartment, you immediately took off your heels and tied your hair into a messy bun, not caring about the delicate curls in your hair that took you hours to perfect. You walked to your bathroom and quickly wiped off your makeup with makeup wipes, attempting to bottle up your emotions so that the tears from your eyes wouldn’t spread the mascara to other places on your face. You changed into some sweatpants and a random shirt you found sitting in your closet. 

As you came out of the bathroom, you entered the living room. Like always, it was pin drop silent. The only thing you could hear was the cars driving by your apartment complex. You decided to turn on the T.V in order for some sound to be produced, but it doesn’t feel the same as having some company. You ended up sinking into the couch and let out all your emotions. 

You didn’t control the sobs coming out, the tears streaming down your face making your vision blurry, your breathing becomes uneven. You were sick of having to come home to a silent environment, you were just tired of it all. 

— 

You slowly wake up, the sunlight shining on your face. You’ve noticed that you are still curled up on the couch, as you slowly get up from your fetal position. Your bones start to crack and your head has a massive headache. As you adjust to the lighting of a new day, your phone starts to ring. You pick up your phone, seeing that Zendaya was calling you. 

“Hello?” You ask as you answer the phone. 

“Hey Y/N! I’ve taken Tom out on our lunch date and all the decorations are in my closet at our apartment so if you could use the spare key and decorate everything? So that way when we come back it will be an ultimate surprise!” Zendaya said in an exciting tone. 

You glance over at the clock hanging on your wall, the time was 11:30 AM. You then stifle a yawn, “Yeah I can come over, I’ll use the spare key you gave me and then just text me when you're on your way back. Don’t worry Z, I got everything under control.” You respond . 

“Great, I'll see you later then!” Zendaya said. 

“Yep, see you later” you say and then end the call. 

You slowly get up from the couch, making your knees pop. You slowly walk towards the bathroom to freshen up. You look at yourself in the mirror, the oversized shirt engulfing you while your eyes were puffy and bloodshot, your hair equivalent to a bird's nest. You sighed and turned on the faucet to wash your face. You then brush your teeth and take a warm and relaxing shower. After that, you comb out your hair, gently getting two strands of your hair from both sides and pinning it to the back of your head. Finally, changing into some black mom jeans and a black short sleeved shirt.  

You then left your quiet apartment in order to go to another apartment filled with silence. The only difference was that the apartment that you were going to was temporarily silent while yours was almost always silent. 

—

You finally reached their apartment and unlocked the door with the spare key that Zendaya gave to you. You looked around, observing how the apartment looked. You set your stuff and your gift for Tom on the kitchen counter. 

As you were walking around the place, looking for the bedroom, you couldn’t help but start to feel a pang of jealousy as you looked around. Wait-what? No, you can’t be jealous of them. Tom’s never going to like you in that romantic way, there’s no sense in envying their relationship. You have to be happy for them, you must be happy for them. This is what everyone wanted, for them to be together.  

You looked down, trying to avoid tears spilling on your face. You put your finger out in front of your face and caught a single tear drop that would’ve fallen on the floor if you wouldn’t have caught it. You then looked up, trying not to let anymore tears come out. After you composed yourself, you finally found the bedroom. 

You entered the room and walked in the walk-in closet. You saw a big cardboard box labeled, “Tom’s special day <3” You assumed that this was the box containing all the decorations. You carried out the box from the closet and as you were leaving the room, you couldn’t help but notice the framed picture on the bed side table. The picture seemed to be a film picture of Zendaya kissing Tom’s cheek while they were in a trailer, pressumbily for a Spider-Man movie. The both of them seemed to be happy around each other, the joy in Tom’s eyes was a sight for sore eyes. 

That’s what did it for you. Your heart starts to break, the feeling of your stomach dropping, your eyes getting watery yet again, the insecurities getting to your mind. You bit your lip while looking at it one last time before leaving the room. 

You set the box down in the middle of the living room and opened it up. There were banners, balloons, birthday paper plates and cups, and much more. So there you were, setting up their living room with every single piece of decoration that was inside the box. 

Once you were done with decorating the place, you decided to text everyone in the group chat that you made for Tom’s birthday to come over to the apartment. After around twenty minutes, the first couple of guests had arrived, Harrison, Tuwaine, Harry, and Sam. They were visiting from London and obviously couldn’t say no to Tom’s surprise party. You welcomed them inside, informing them that Zendaya and Tom were out on a lunch date and that they would come back soon. They nodded and set down their gifts on the kitchen counter, next to yours. 

Soon, more and more guests arrived and were getting ready to surprise Tom. As the anticipation of Zendaya and Tom’s arrival was increasing, you got a text message from Zendaya that they were in the garage of the apartment complex. 

You took a deep breath in as you looked at the text, you then announced, “Alright everyone! They’re going to be here any moment now! So everyone put on the party hats and turned off all the lights!” You exclaim to everyone. 

They all nodded and started to gather up at the center of the living room while you made sure to set up your phone somewhere so that you could get Tom’s reaction on video. Finally all the lights were turned off, and the apartment was pin drop silent. But you liked this silence, knowing that there were people surrounding you. 

You then heard the keys jingle as the door was slowly unlocking. As the lights turned on, you all yelled, “Surprise!!”

Tom flinched but then his eyes widened in shock and awe, all the people he loved in one place. “O-Oh my– Wow this is just– wow I have no words!” he says, still in shock. 

Everyone started to laugh, then Tom turned to Zendaya, “Did you do all of this for me?” he asked with joy in his eyes. 

Zendaya laughs at him, “Yes I did, but I also had Y/N help me.” She says while pointing in your direction, as you were front and center in the group. 

You laughed, “I’m just glad I caught this all on video!” you said to them with a smile on your face, even though deep down inside you felt like the opposite of a smile. But you did a pretty damn good job of hiding it. 

Tom laughs and smiles at you, causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach. “I literally don’t know what to say Y/N, thank you” he says genuinely while giving you a tight hug. 

You cherished this moment, his hands wrapped around your waist while your hands were trapped around his abdomen. You treasured this moment that you had with him, as he hugged you in a friendly way while you hugged him like your life depended on it. Because you were sure that this was probably going to be the last interaction you’re going to have with him in some time. 

— 

Hours passed, the party was slowly dying down and everyone was starting to leave. Tom had just finished opening up his gifts and thanking everyone for attending. You decided to stay a little in order to help clean up the place. 

The three of you were cleaning up the place, then Tom approached you, holding out a garbage bag so that you could throw in all the plastic red cups that you collected. He smiled at you while you smiled back at him. 

You throw the cups in the bag, “Thanks for the gift by the way” he says.

You smile at him, “Of course, it seemed like the perfect gift” you say to him. 

You gifted Tom the official Spider-Man golf balls, you knew he would love it and you were right. 

“I didn’t even know that these existed, I’m definitely going to be using them on the golf course” He says to you with joy in eyes. But you knew that it was joy from the platonic relationship between you two. 

You smile again at him again and start to gather all of your things since the living room was all clean. Zendaya came back from the bedroom as she was taking all the decorations down and putting them back in the box and storing them in the closet. You bid your goodbyes to both Tom and Zendaya and then left their apartment.

As you walked to your car, you couldn’t help but notice that you longed for a relationship like Tom and Zendaya. If you would’ve just admitted your feelings towards Tom, things could have possibly been different. Maybe it could have been you who shared an apartment with Tom, the one who took him out on a lunch date. You were sick of being alone and always being the third wheel to everyone. You just wanted something special like what they have. Maybe one day, you think to yourself.

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Okay so I know I keep asking for lots of different requests

(it’s only cause I love my inbox being full cause if I get stuck on a fic I can just move to another one)

And the fact that my brain is all over the place so I’m in the mood to write lots of different things

but can someone PLEASE GIVE ME SOME PLATONIC TOM!PETER PARKER REQUESTS??

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