#tomholland x reader

[tomholland1996simp]

Hi! Can u make a one shot in which reader and tom are dating and paddy has a crush on reader which makes tom jealous? Pls take your time.☺️

Jealous boy || Tom Holland

Summary: Paddy has a big crush on the reader and Tom gets jealous. And after amazing night events Tom wants to be close to the reader, but paddy wants to spend time with her.

You woke up to your boyfriend, Tom, drawing patterns on your back. The sun glistened through the blinds, the warm light hitting your bare shoulders. Tom started to place small kisses along your bare shoulder, noticing that you had started to wake up.

“Morning, baby” He kissed your head, pulling the covers up more to cover both your bodies.

“Morning” You groan tiredly, cuddling into his side even more. Last night you and Tom had an amazing time, you both went on a date for your second year anniversary. Which eventually led to him telling you that he wanted to move in together, which you agreed. Then the rest of the night you both was in the bedroom.

You finally opened your eyes looking into his brown beautiful ones. Your fingers traced his face, you slowly leaning in to give him a sweet kiss. Toms hands found your waist, deepening the kiss even more, until you pulled away. “I’m still sore” You giggled a little.

“I’m so sorry, Did I hurt you?” He panicked worryingly, he never ever wanted to hurt you and he always made sure during sex that he would make sure your alright. Tom was truly a gentlemen when it came to your time in bed, he always checked if you was okay with things always wanting your consent.

You smiled at his reaction knowing you was lucky to have someone like him. “No you didn’t, i’m okay. Just we went at it like twice and just a little sore” You peck his soft lips.

“Wanna take a shower together?” He asked with a small smirk making you slap his chest a little as he held you closer to him. However before you could answer, a knock came to the door, both of you hiding your bodies more under the covers.

Then followed someone walking in, Paddy. “Morning, sorry if I woke you up. Just wanted to tell you that Sam is making breakfast” He smiled looking at you both, luckily he didn’t realise.

“Morning, thank you Pads. We will be down in a few” You smiled softly at the boy, him returning the smile and closing the door. “Right we better get up, i’m gonna shower” You kissed Toms head standing up, earning a smack to the ass by Tom, making you squeal.

You ran into the bathroom closing and locking the door behind you, giggling when you heard Toms fists at the door. “Angel, I thought we was gonna shower together?” He whines behind the door like a child.

“Sorry Tommy, but I gotta shower quickly” You called turning on the shower, hearing him huff and walk away. “I love you” You shout to him as you entered the shower.

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“Thank you chef Sam” You placed your plate in the sink, going to wash up the dishes but he stopped you. “No it’s okay, I got it” He told you.

“Are you sure you just cooked for all of us?”

“Yeah, I’m sure paddy’s waiting for you anyways” He sends a small smirk to Tom, him rolling his eyes. “Okay, thank you” You raise your eyebrows at Tom as you was confused to what Sam had meant or why Tom even rolled his eyes. Tom just shook his head and smiled, letting you know nothing was wrong.

You smiled back dropping it and deciding to go into the garden where paddy was playing football. He set you a small touch once he had seen you, you kicking it straight back. Eventually you both started to play with the ball, trying to score into each others goals. The fifteen year old winning by two goals as you tried to tackle him.

You might’ve accidentally nudged him a bit too hard for him to fall over though. “Oh shit, sorry Paddy” You apologise helping him up by grabbing his hand. “You okay?” You asked making sure he didn’t hurt himself.

“I’m okay, it’s fine” He told you, taking your hand to help himself stand up. You both then started giggling when Paddy pulled you to the ground with him, you both landing on the grass laughing. Tom came walking into the garden having heard all the fun you was both having. Even though his brother was fifteen and he knew you would never go for him, he still got jealous.

Tom knew about Paddy’s crush on you, before you started dating you were both best friends. Paddy always went on about you, he always said how much he fancied you. And when you and Tom started dating he acted like he still didn’t like you, but deep down inside he did.

“Haha! That’s what you get” Paddy laughs standing up going to run, you chasing after him. You then grab his arm pulling him over trying to push him to the floor, failing miserably as he got out of your grip.

“Paddy come back here!-Oh hi Tommy” You smile up at your boyfriend placing a kiss on his lips, you confused when he didn’t kiss you back. “You okay?” You asked him, running a hand through his curls.

He grabbed your hand stopping your actions after, “yeah, i’m fine. Looks like you and Paddy are having fun” He jealously says.

“Someone’s jealous” You tease him, knowing when he gets jealous over something little. It was kinda cute.

Tom looked at you acting as if he wasn’t jealous. “Jealous? Haha. Why would I be jealous? Not like paddy has a crush on you or anything-why would I care? Jealous? No i’m fine” He rambled and you chuckled at him.

“Y/n wanna play on the playstation?” Paddy came over and asked, you nodding your head dragging your jealous boyfriend along with you.

You all sat in the living room whilst Paddy put on a fighting game, Tom cuddled into your side, not wanting to let you go. This wasn’t new to you, Tom would be extremely touching and clingy after a night of sex or even when he was jealous. You grew used to it by now, you liked it. Sometimes you could be like that, however that’s when you both was alone. You was at his family house this time, so you didn’t want to seem too clingy around them.

“Haha I won!” Paddy yelled out, shaking your shoulders a little as he done a victory dance. You both had been playing for an hour now, you both were drawing. This being the last fight to see who would win.

You both focused on the game, you ignoring Tom when he tried to speak to you. When it came to stuff like this you was very competitive, you wanted to win. “YESSS!” You scream, Paddy’s character falling over letting you know he’s knocked out. Paddy huffed out knowing he had lost in defeat.

Tom was now sitting next to you on his phone, scrolling through instagram. “Don’t be a sore loser Paddy, you know i’m better” You tease the boy, earning a small smile. “Come here, good game” You told him arms open as he moved closer to hug you, you kissed him on the head, Tom watching every move. Paddy’s cheeks were bright pink when you had pulled away.

“Good game” He smiled shyly, giving you a small kiss on the cheek and turning off his game, running away. You then turned to Tom seeing him with an angry expression.

“Cuddle?” You ask with a happy smile but he ignored the offer brushing your arms off him. “No?” You ask again.

“Why don’t you keep playing with my brother?” He scoffs a little, jealously kept bubbling in him and he didn’t know why.

“Tommy this isn’t about me playing games with your brother is it?” You laugh a little, seeing him being serious made you stop. Was he really jealous over you being close to his fifteen year old brother and your twenty-three years old. “You can be really silly, you know. Babe, I love you so much. Your really getting jealous that i’m close to Paddy? I think of him as my little brother too, well the one I never had. He’s fifteen Tommy, I know about his crush on me, of course I do. I just don’t want him to like get upset if I don’t spend time with him.” You tell Tom.

“I’ve always wanted to have a great bon with your brothers as I know how much they mean to you. And me being close to your youngest one won’t change a thing, baby” You opened your arms again and this time he goes into them.

Tom pulls you down with him to lay on the sofa, “I know, I know. I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m jealous. It’s weird, just wanted to spend time with you and I know Paddy likes you. Sorry for being jealous” He pecked your lips.

“It’s okay, don’t apologise. It’s kinda cute” You giggle a little, you both lay there enjoying the comfortable silence.

“Hey y/n?!” Paddy called from upstairs.

“No Paddy, she’s busy sleeping now. Leave me and my girl be” Tom whined tightening his grip on you as you burst out laughing.

I need more requests, I don’t like this either.

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[magewritesstories]

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thereal.y.n. gotta love a midnight coffee run (these eyebags are prada)

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→ mystery.jones and then you fall asleep halfway through the lecture → thereal.y.n. hehehehehe

→ TheGuyInTheChair whos that next to u??? → thereal.y.n. that's secret i'll never tell, xoxo gossip girl

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thereal.y.n. fml i hate finals season

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→ TheGuyInTheChair i feel like we did some good studying today tho → thereal.y.n. were def einstein's in the making

→ the_amazing_flash you guys are such nerds → mystery.jones literally why do you still follow us dude? → thereal.y.n. he's just a fan @mystery.jones

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thereal.y.n. movie dates are 🔛🔝 @_peter_parker_ agrees

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→ TheGuyInTheChair excuse me????? brb imma go interrogate peter → _peter_parker_ please dont kill me

→ mystery.jones. cool. which movie did you see → thereal.y.n. dam whats with the dry reaction i thought we were friends T^T (it was hunger games btw) → mystery.jones. you and @_peter_parker_ are horrible secret keepers

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thereal.y.n. you dont know pain until youve third wheeled on a hang-out with your own boyfriend

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→ TheGuyInTheChair dont act like you didnt know what you were getting into → thereal.y.n. true true

→ mystery.jones ditch them and come hangout with me → TheGuyInTheChair rude. → thereal.y.n. your the love of my life fr fr → mystery.jones you're* → thereal.y.n. i take it back → _peter_parker_ i can really feel the love you guys

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thereal.y.n. cooking and gossiping with aunt may is ✨an experience✨ (yes, i am officially the favourite child)

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→ thisismay aww i loved hanging out with you → thereal.y.n. we should do it again and then you can show me those baby fotos → _peter_parker_ i am officially worried

→ mystery.jones did you get baby fotos as blackmail? → thereal.y.n. im working on it → TheGuyInTheChair i have some too yknow

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[cameronspecial]

Tom Holland's Masterlist

Series: 

The Marriage Games (Discontinued) -  (Y/N) (Y/L/N) grew up in the palace with her brother and the royals; her and her brother are practically apart of the royal family. The Queen decides to help her eldest son find his own queen by inviting ten female suitors to live in the palace. What happens when through this process he finds love with a woman that is not one of the contestants?:  Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 |

True Love Can’t Be Bought (Completed) -  When (Y/N) (Y/L/N) needed a job to help pay off university debt; she did not expect to be working for the Hollands or that the eldest son would fall in love with her: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 |

The Spider-Man Who Stole My Heart (Completed) -  When Tom helps a lost little boy, he did not expect his mom to be so young. Once they get to talking, Tom realizes she may be the girl of his dreams, but what happens when she is not ready for a relationship: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 |

Sent From A Goddess (Discontinued) - (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is the daughter of Poisedon, and for twelve years she was all alone. Growing up at camp without any family and watching people she is closed to come in and out of her life has caused her to close up. So she made a rule, the only people she is allowed to be truly close to is her brother, his family, Chiron, Tyson, Annabeth, and Grover. When Tom in his brothers come around, will he be able to break that rule: Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 |

King of Collegialiter Schola Currer Cucurri (Discontinued) -   When Y/N gets a scholarship to attend Collegialiter Schola Currere Cucurri, a prestigious boarding school in England. She’s very studious and organizes, everything needs to be a certain way for her to be happy. Tom is the resident fuckboy at school and,  with his daddy being the richest man on earth, he practically owns the school. What happens when Tom falls completely in love with Y/N, but she doesn’t want to be with him because of his reputation: Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 |

Oneshots: 

Daddy Do It (Dad!Tom)

This Isn’t A Story About Our Love (Mob!Tom)

Best Friend to Boyfrined (Roommate!Tom)

How To Get Out Of A Fight

Mr.Holland (Teacher!Holland)

Good Boy, Bad Girl (Bad Girll!Reader)

The Sibling (Osterfield!Reader)

#tom x reader #tom holland x reader #tom holland #tomholland

[wallowingselfpity]

MEET ME IN THE HALLWAY - a ted lasso story.

As a new season of soccer draws closer, Veronica has to make the choice of going back to the states and playing for her old team or stay in Richmond and enjoy a little more time off with her brothers, something she hasn't done for a while now. With the confliction of doing something she loves and staying with the ones she loves brewing inside of her, an opportunity to do both in Richmond is brought on to the table and who is she not to accept the offer? Veronica just wishes she read the fine print in her new contract to prepare herself for one hell of a season.

NOTES : this story is a complete work of fiction so things are going to be different than reality!! it will follow the ted lasso show timeline but i don't think im going to write a chapter for every episode. this story will be starting out getting to know veronica so we wont see ted until chapter three or four! keep that in mind please! super excited to finally put this up and to get to writing this because i have so many ideas for this!

also this is a ted lasso x original character but you can imagine it as a reader insert? im only really using melissa beniost as a face claim for edits and stuff! also feel free to throw in some requests for one shots of ted lasso my way! it would really help with my writing and it would be appretiated!

#ted lasso x original character #ted lasso #ted lasso x reader #tomholland #football #soccer #afcrichmond #roykent #keelyjones #jamie tartt #jason sudeikis #melissa benoist #grant gustin

[perfecttrashsludge]

Short Skirts

A/N: this is my first fic so might be few mistakes and just not good but hey practice make perfect, also no smut but definitely some steamy moments also I this didn’t really come out as I wanted but oh well 

The weather has gotten warmer in New York so you have decided to dress more for warm weather and decided to wear this cute, but small, skirt you recently bought. It was Saturday so no school but you still had some work you had to do for some classes, luckily Peter has been staying at the Avengers tower recently and is around more to help. You walk into kitchen and it’s just Peter eating some cereal, he was still in his pajamas and had his cute bed head.

“Hey Pete, you think you can help me with my math work today?” You asked as you walked towards the fridge seeing what there is to eat.

“Yeah sure, I’m not doing much today,” He says as he continues to look down at his phone and eat.

“Thanks you’re the best,” You smile as you close the fridge and start to look in the cabinets which puts you on your tiptoes as your skirt slowly starts rising so close to the point of flashing your ass. Peter smiles and blushes slightly at the comment then looks up seeing your very short skirt and nice toned legs making his face a much darker blush. He admires you for a second before you close the cabinet and turn around sighing from not finding anything for a snack. Once you turned he quickly looks back down at his phone trying not to show that he was just staring staring at you, which you could still see his redden face when you looked at him, smirking to yourself you remember the skirt you are wearing and realize why he face was so red. 

You and Peter are friends, but a little more than just only friends, you are pretty touchy with him which he likes a lot, hug, cuddle, kiss sometimes but nothing too sexual...yet... You love the way he gets shy around you at some moments and gets flustered from the way you act towards him some days. You couldn’t miss the opportunity to flirt with him now and tease a bit especially with your skirt and his reaction already.

“Can we start now? I wanna get it over with already” You say with a little whine at the end to get his attention. You walk over to the other side of the counter he is sitting at and lean a little bit looking at him.

He looks up at you with a small blush still on his cheeks from the slightly inappropriate thoughts he was just thinking of after he saw your skirt. “Y-yeah that’s fine.” 

“Okay I’ll just grab my stuff then go to your room till your done your cereal.” You smile and start walking out the kitchen towards your room to grab your books.

Peter sighed when you walked out, he was happy to help you but it has been harder for him to control himself around you especially since you two have been getting closer and more touchy. After a few minutes he puts his bowl in the sink then heads over to his room.

Peter walks into you sitting at the edge of his bed, your skirt was slightly risen up to your upper thigh, enough to get his attention walking in and have his mind wander. 

“Come here, I need some help with these definitions.” You say as you pat down the spot next to you on his bed looking down at the book on your lap. Peter carefully sits next to you, but not too close before you scoot closer to him to where your thighs are touching.

You began talking about what they talked about your last class to Peter going through some of your notes, while you’re talking Peter doesn’t really seem to be paying attention, he is focused on how close you are, how pretty your lips look, how nice your thighs look, then starts to wonder if there’s anything under.

“Peter? Are you even listening?” Your voice snaps him right out of his thoughts, a small faint blush creeping on his face when he realizes how distracted he got. 

“Yes, uh just can I take a look at these?” He says grabbing your notebook, trying to not make it obvious that he didn’t hear anything you said.

After 40 minutes you were getting bored, Peter was looking through your books and talking about boring school stuff, now you think its time for something more interesting. You look at Peter then lean a little closer and leave a light kiss on his cheek, he smiles and stammers a little at the sentence he was reading out loud. You then lean your body slightly closer and place your hand on his middle thigh. “I’m getting bored, math is so boring.” 

Peter continues to have his eyes glued to the book and didn’t respond, your hand on his thigh made him start to feel hot, not really knowing what to respond with. 

You then stood up and walked towards his closet, he watched you once you got up looking down towards your skirt, he wondered how it looked so small yet he couldn’t see anything. You grab one of his sweaters and pull it over yourself then turning towards him and smile. “It’s kinda chilly in here plus this one is my favorite.” He chuckles lightly then gulps nervously as you approach him. He is still at the end of his bed while you’re standing in front of him, your thighs and skirt in front of his face. He looks up at you and gives a small smile, you then straddle him and sit on his lap, your face very close to his as your arms wrap around his neck and you lightly play with his hair. 

Peter blushes and starts to get slightly hard from you being so close, your underwear basically on his pants. You then kiss his cheek then across his jaw, slow gentle kisses, Peter sets the book down he was holding and placed one hand on your thigh and the other lightly around your waist. “What uh what about your work?” He says softly, tilting his head up slightly as you kiss his jaw and closes his eyes.

You don’t respond and place your hand on his cheek moving his face slightly to make him look at you, he opens his eyes and looks straight at your lips then back to your eyes. With your other hand you pull his hair lightly while smirking at him, getting a soft whimper from him. His face gets even more red and goes to kiss your neck since he feels embarrassed to look you in your eyes. Both your hands go through his hair, making small soft moans as he kisses your neck. 

Peter freezes for a second when he hears your small moan, he continues to kiss your neck and suck on spots lightly, while fidgeting slightly under you, he can feel himself get a lot harder knowing it will be easy for you to feel it if you’re on his lap. 

You pull his hair slightly again to make him look up at you then press your lips quickly against his, passionately making out with each other, you can feel him against your thigh and began to slowly rub yourself on his bulge. Peter moans against your lips and his hands fly to your hips and gently held you in place so you weren’t grinding. You wait a second then continue to do it again, slightly harder.

Peter keeps his hands on your hips but doesn’t stop you, he pulls away from the kiss and puts his head against your neck and shoulder biting his lip to prevent his moans. You then start to grind even harder which has more moans coming out of you, Peter can’t help but buck his hips up against yours and whine. “S-sorry” He says quietly, you smirk and kiss towards his ear whispering. “Don’t be sorry Petey, you’re making me so wet.” Peter moans in response and bucks his hips up again, letting one of his hands slide down your ass and slightly grabbing it. At this point Peter was very hard, the noises you were making were driving him crazy, he imagined how you would sound if he was inside of you. 

His thoughts were interrupted and both your movements stopped when you both hear a knock on the door. You look at each other and whisper, “Say something! We are in your room remember?” Peter clears his throat, “Hello?”

“Hey Kid, remember I wanted to show you some suit ideas in the lab, I am free now but busy the rest of the day so.. does now work?”

Peter quietly groans, looks at the door then in your eyes. “You should do it Peter, I still have to finish my homework anyway.” You whisper then peck his lips. Peter really wanted to continue but you basically told him to go, and he has been looking forward to working on a suit. 

“Okay I guess I’ll just meet you in the lab.” Peter says through the door. “Okay kiddo.” Tony says then walks away. You start to get up then Peter pulls you back down on him remembering how painfully hard he is. “We don’t uh, you know, have to stop...” He says quietly as you giggle and kiss his cheek. “Kissing you is amazing but we both have stuff to do, maybe after?” You say as you continue to get up. You glance down seeing his bulge, it makes you blush seeing how big it was, then you blushed even harder after seeing a wet stain on his sweatpants. “Oops.” You giggle as Peter looks at you confused then looks down then back at you speechless. The fact that you were so wet it him want you right now even more, also made him think back to his first thought, is she even wearing underwear.

“I- uh, are you wearing um, anything under?” Peter says as he looks up at you hungrily, you smirk then kiss his cheek and whisper. “Hmmm I guess you have to find that out later.” You giggle then quickly leave his room saying bye and go back to yours.

Peter sat there speechless staring at the door you just left out of, lightly palming himself then growing. “How am I supposed to focus on any of the suit stuff with that in my mind.”He quietly mumbles to himself as he gets up to change his pants. 

#peterparker #peterparker x reader #spiderman #marvel #mcu #mcu imagine #fanfic #tom holland x reader #tomholland

[0oolookitsme]

A Day Made Better

Type- Blurb

Verse- Marvel-Actress!Y/n x Marvel-Actor!Harry and Marvel-Actor!Tom Holland

Warnings- None that I can see, but please do tell me if there's any I should put!

Word Count- 912

A/N- I'm slipping back into writing a lot now. Like, I've literally got two more fics saved up and ready to be posted in my drafts and I'm onto working another one. You believe me now? Good. I hope you enjoy reading this <3

Description- Y/n isn't having the best day of her life, Tom can't seem to stop falling and Harry is just too good at making people happy with his little jokes.

It'll be a lie if they were to say that they 'didn't even try' to keep Harry from joining the duo of Tom and Y/n.

Cause they did, they really did try their best. Alas, sweat broke on their foreheads as they lost the unconfirmed battle. But that doesn't mean they are at peace now, oh that's such a no. Perhaps that's why they were gatekeeping Harry, to save them from any greater number of chaotic plans plotted against them.

Every morning, Harry is the first to arrive at the set. Followed by eating-something-Y/n and then a disheveled Tom. And everyone loves their presence but somedays they want nothing more than to tie the three up and throw them in some random deep pit.

Today, majority of the marvel actors are on the set because of some random interview filming which apparently required to them to be on the set. This made the lot who wasn't in the camera view feel annoyed- not sure with the interviewers or with the ones who are being interviewed.

Whatever the option, Y/n is most definitely annoyed with both.

She's been asked to come on set at 5am in the morning, since the last two weeks. Well, everyone has been. But today wasn't like just any other days, no. She had gotten her periods last night, which she blames to make her cry last night. In the morning when she woke up, she was met with her unpleasantly puffed-up eyes, causing her to cry almost again especially when her hair wouldn't get in a proper braid.

At the end, she washed her face with cold once again, looked away from the mirror and threw her hair in a hand curated bun. And, as expected, it looked better than anything.

Then when she arrives on set, she sees Tom on the ground looking like an embarrassed five-year-old, and Harry who's standing right behind him, clutching his stomach and laughing his lungs out while providing his friend with his arm for support.

That did turn the corner of her lips up a tad bit. But when she was told how there wasn't going to be any shooting done today because of interview she and the other two are not a part of, she felt like ripping her hair off her scalp.

She had asked if they could go back then, but the answer she received might be the reason she's sitting in a corner as she registers the fact that this day was going to go down the sink of moodiness.

"Let me tell you a joke," Harry came to sit down beside her, his thigh touching with hers and y/n's not sure if it's because his love language is physical touch or just an unintentional thing. Either thought makes her smile a little. "But you'd have to participate in this one- just once!"

"So, a papa tomato, a mummy tomato and a baby tomato were walking down the street. The baby tomato was walking too slow and got a little behind the parent tomatoes. That made papa tomato mad, and he squished the baby tomato, telling him to: 'ketchup!'" Harry shrieked at the last word and started giggling himself before fixing his eyes on y/n's mouth to see if it made her smile even.

It's like she's laughing, but she doesn't want to laugh- like she wanted to remain sad. Which makes Harry bump his shoulder with hers and laugh along.

Y/n feels something brush on her back before the third musketeer's voice follows. "What's so funny, eh?" He asks as he tries his best to sit down in his kinda tight skinny jeans. "Tell me too, my day hasn't been very heartful either. It's been rather hurtful," he continues himself, squeezing out an unexpected laugh by the other two.

"He's been falling on his ass all morning long," Harry tells y/n as he calms down, still giggling every once in a minute. Though when he sees y/n frown in amusement, he goes on full tryna-convince-her mode. "Like literally!"

"I've fallen what, three times? And what did you do about it, other than wheezing huh?" Tom defends himself from the other side.

"What else could you expect me to do? Massage your arse??"

This snatched a wheeze from y/n's lungs as her body shrinks down. Clutching her stomach, she rises back up and starts to clap while still laughing hysterically.

"Shut up," Tom mumbles, the tops of his cheeks reddening as if someone pinched them.

Harry sputters out laughs as y/n and Tom tell him more about the pranks they have pulled on the rest of the cast members before. But none of them pulls a laugh as loud as the can toppled over Tom's head does.

"Should I throw the other two too, or are you guys coming here to get them?" Sebastian shouts from quite afar with two more cans in his hands.

"No wait! We're coming!" Y/n manages to string the words together in the middle of another wheel of laughter, all while Harry helps her up and Tom cusses out Sebastian.

With the cans finally in their hands, they come back to sit back at their spots. The time followed by goes like that, Y/n spilling her drink as she opens her can, Tom almost slipping over the same drink as he stands up to enact a scene from his favourite movie he was describing and Harry throwing lame jokes here and there.

Tagging- @onecrazydirectioner @tatehuxley222 (you both requested for a part 2 :)) | @marvel1dhp @eloquentree (you both asked to be tagged in all the works <3)

Feel free to reply under any of my original posts or send in an ask requesting to be added in the tag list <3

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[spideyzgirl]

could you do a dad!tom fic? more like step dad tom, maybe the reader walks in on her son and tom tom getting along with each other & it makes her happy :)

↳ *father figure* ༉‧₊˚✧

(A/N) no bc i had a hard time figuring out what to title this so i’m sorry about the title- and thank you so much for requesting! everyone who requested you’re angels fr <3

summary ↠ walking in on your son and tom having fun with each other was something you didn’t know you needed to see.

pairing ↠ tom holland x mom!reader

warnings ↠ just fluff

taglist | masterlist

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walking into your home, the sound of giggles and playful screams filled your ears. you caught sight of your little son play fighting tom in your living room. you pouted at the adorable scene in frontof you and you didn't dare interrupt their fun.

it warmed your heart to see the two loves of your life get along with each other. after a while you cleared your throat, giggling when their heads perked up to look at you.

"are you losing a fight to a four year old? i can't imagine how bruised your ego is right now." you spoke up.

your little one shot up and ran over to you hugging your legs as tight as he could. "mommy, i beat tom! did you see me?" he beamed up at you.

“i saw buddy, you're so strong!” you ruffled his hair and pressed a kiss to his head. "can you clean up your toys so we can get ready for dinner?" he nodded and trotted over to the heap of toys on the floor.

"hey love," tom walked over to you, greeting you with a kiss. "when did you get here?"

“a little while ago. i was just watching you two, i love seeing you guys play together.”

"oh darling, i don't think he was playing. that kids got a mean right hook. we should probably get him into boxing." he rubbed his right shoulder soothingly, drawing a laugh from you.

"i'll look into it." out of the corner of your eye you saw how your son, who was paying too much attention to tom to be listening to your conversation, was mimicking toms stance. it made your heart swell knowing that he accepted tom into his life as his father figure.

“tom, he really likes you." you smiled.

“oh, i don't know. we were just bored, didn't have anything else to do." tom shrugged and looked down to hide the smile on his face. hearing you confirm it meant the world to him.

“no, he does. i've never seen him so comfortable with anyone but me. he adores you.”

“really? well, that's good. because i love him a lot, and i love you.”

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[cupidsmoonlight]

like a book - tom holland

A/N: new post bc its rosh hashana and im blessing u bitches <3 ALSOOOO not tom not saying he loves y/n back...🤚 anyways pt 2?

(tom holland x actress!reader)

summary: why y/n loves tom

word count: over 1000

the day started off normal. well, as normal as your days could possibly be. with the new thor movie coming out, you had a lot of interviews to do. your career took off after being cast as the winter soldiers long lost daughter, created to continue the HYDRA empire. after your “villain era” as you liked to call it, you worked with the heros and became a prime member of “the revengers”. that's actually where you met your best friend and longtime fuck-buddy, tom holland. 

you were in your last interview of the day when you heard the stupid interns from “vogue” talking about you.

“i just don’t get it, she's obviously using him”

“you don’t know that”

“come on its tom holland. who wouldn’t want a relationship with him. i know you’ve seen the pictures”

“what if it’s him?”

“what does he have to gain from being with a girl like that? I mean he could have Zendaya if she wasn’t a heartless which” 

you quickly finished the interview and rushed out of the building as fast as possible. you found yourself falling into a deep depression. did tom think you were using him? you loved tom. in fact, you were in love with him.

wait.

hold the phone.

you were in love with tom holland. 

as if fate was on your side, you heard your phone buzz. 

hey

the text plain and simple, yet, effective. with those three letters you knew that he wanted you. he craved you. he needed his fill. at least, you told yourself if was him who needed the fill. even though no other human, man or woman, could touch you like he did. could feel you like he did. 

hi

you responded so quick you almost felt desperate. you knew he liked you, god everyone on the planet knew, not only because both of your lives basically belonged to the public domain. No, it was because of the way he talked about you, the way looked at you, posted about you in front of millions of fans, the names he called you, tom holland was head over heels. 

too bad, so sad, you thought to yourself. 

a psychiatrist would call you delusional. so would all your friends. they could tell you wanted him, they could tell he wanted you, so what were you waiting for exactly... 

can you come over?

tom loved the way your words made his heart squeeze. he knew that you didn’t truly realize how deep your own feelings ran. tom knows how your brain works, because he had been paying far too close attention to you, for far to long. you thought he only knew how your body worked but he knew it all. body. mind. soul. he had memorized you like a book. 

he would wait forever. he would play a million of your stupid little games if that made you believe you were control of the situationship that you both had found yourselves in. he would do anything for you. and that unconditional love was something you were never ready to accept. 

until today. 

already on my way. chinese or mexican?

chills ran down your spine as you saw his response. you hated the way your heart clenched. the way you could feel an endless amount of goosebumps take over your long, exposed legs. 

this was where everything started to feel a bit more... fuzzy. you could fuck any guy you wanted. lord knows you’d experimented with your fair share of teenage heartthrobs as soon as your acting career launched. but no one, ever, treated you like tom did.

tom wasn’t the first person to make you cum, but lord he had to be the best. sometimes he would torture you with orgasm after orgasm. other days, he’ll deny you of that remarkable finish until you’ve almost passed out. but, the innumerable amount of  “finales” he’d oh, so, generously provide, were not the problem. 

the problem was that he cared. tom holland cared to stick around after the sex was done. he stuck around through everything. the sicknesses and health. the forplay and the aftercare. the awkward fan questions to your first award show. tom holland was always there. 

fucking dick. 

mexican please

tom thought he knew what you were doing. if he had known you were contemplating your entire life simply because he asked you if he should bring over mexican or chinese food, he would have gotten the food and b-lined to a ring shop. because, of course, tom holland knew your ring size. if it would ever come up, he would simply say something stupid like, “it’s better to be prepared” with a wink and a smirk. 

you heard the three loud knocks on your wooden door and immediately ran to great the young spiderman. 

“hi,” you couldn’t contain your grin as you saw the brunette standing in your doorway with a big brown bag in one hand and a huge smile on his face. 

“hey sweetheart, how you been?” he greeted you as he kissed you on the cheek and made his way into your giant kitchen. as he placed the bag down onto your dinner table and began unpacking the delicious cuisine that you would be eating very soon, you found yourself with the undeniable urge to hug him.

you quickly wrapped your arms around his muscular torso. you could feel him instantly relax as he let you hold him. you rested your face in between his back muscles and let out a content sigh. 

he reached his arms up to cover yours and quickly turned around so you two could be face to face. he pulled you in close. he was worried about you. to be fair, he always worried about you. but this... this was different. In the past, you’d denied any physical intimacy other then sex. now, here you are holding on to tom like he would disappear if you let go. “what's wrong darling?”

“nothing.” you responded shortly as you hid your face in his chest. squeezing him tighter, trying your best to avoid eye contact. tom could feel his hands becoming clammy as his worry grew. he looked down at you as he removed one hand from around your waist to gently grab your face. he squeezed your cheeks as he moved your head up to look at him, you loved when he pinched your cheeks. 

“don’t lie to me y/n” he spoke sternly. you pressed your lips together. you finally looked him in the eye as you felt the adrenaline begin to fill your body. why did he have to be so goddamn sexy. 

“i  love you” he let out a chuckle as you frowned. he noticed your pouty face as he let out a dramatic sigh, “baby i love you too, you know that” he explained. you pushed him away dramatically as you let out a sigh. “tom, listen to me-” you walked back over to him and grabbed his face in your small palms. 

you looked him in the eyes as you chose your next few words very carefully, 

“tom fucking holland, i’m in love with you”

he stopped. the world stopped. 

“what?”

it was as if the world had finally been rightfully been put on its axis for the first time ever. as if the colors became a little bit brighter, simply because these two soulmates had finally interconnected.  

ty for reading!

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[untitled-document-95]

Don’t Tell Me What To Do (t.holland x reader)

Summary: Reader tries to surprise Tom and doesn’t get the reaction she was looking for. 

Warnings: angst, overprotectiveness

Requested: @ebureon “Tom Holland angst to fluff pls”

A/N: This is my first time *ever* posting my own work on Tumblr so go easy on me. If I missed a warning please let me know respectfully and enjoy!!

It wasn't often y/n got to surprise her fiancé, Tom. He was so good at it himself, he usually beat her to it. So when she awoke at an ungodly hour of the morning and couldn’t fall back asleep, she decided to put herself to use. Creeping out of her and Tom’s shared bed, she slipped on some shoes, grabbed her bag, and headed down to the lobby of their apartment. The lobby had a pretty nice little coffee shop, but they didn’t sell pastries and y/n was dying for a Starbucks scone. The walk there was fairly calm, with the morning sun just barely peeking over the skyline. It occurred to y/n that it might be a tad *too* dark to be out and about alone, but that just made her lift her shoulders, walk tall, and grasp her pepper spray a little tighter. Keeping her wits about her, the walk to and then from Starbucks was uneventful. By now, the sun was fully out, shining and ready to welcome a new day. 

In the apartment, y/n let the door shut a bit louder than she would have if she was not trying to rouse Tom from his sleep. Sure enough, he was rubbing his eyes when she walked into their bedroom. 

“Gooood morning, star shine, the earth says ‘hello!’” you said, giggling. Tom chuckled sleepily. 

“Good morning, love, how are y-” Tom stops short when he notices the two Starbucks cups and pastry bag in your hands. “Where have you been?” he asks, almost accusingly. You choose to ignore the change in tone. 

“Um, isn’t it obvious? I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I’d surprise you!” You smile widely at Tom. 

“Did you walk or Uber?” He asks, still not seeming happy about the unexpected surprise. 

“I walked? Why the twenty questions babe?” 

“Y/n! Why would you walk all the way to Starbucks this early by yourself!?” Tom exclaims. You try to stay calm, but your defensive side kicks in. 

“Why does it matter? I’m a big girl, Tom, I can do what I want.” 

“No, you can’t.” Tom says matter-of-factly. His words feel like a stab to the stomach. 

“Excuse me?” you say, standing up from the bed and placing the cups and pastry bag on the nightstand. Tom wavers. 

“I-i’m sorry, just...don’t do that again without me.”

“No, I’m sorry because I’m not sure what gave you the impression that you get to tell me what to do!” you say, your voice rising and wobbling with impending tears. You can’t decide which you hate more - being told what you can and can’t do, or fighting with the love of your life. 

“You’re a woman in a big city alone - tell me how that isn’t dangerous!” Tom shouts back. He’s standing across the bed from you now. 

“So? That’s my call to make, not yours!” 

“It is my call if you’re going to be my wife!”

“I’m not going to be your wife if that’s how you’re going to treat me!” 

The room echoes with the weight of your words. Tom’s face sinks as he absorbs the meaning of your exclamation. 

“Do you mean that?” he asks, his voice drained of all anger. 

“No,” you reply, your voice hoarse with incoming tears. “I just,” you say, looking at the ceiling to hold the tears in. “I just don’t want to be made to feel that I can’t make my own decisions, take my own risks, you know? I want to marry you, Tom. But I don’t want to be...owned by you.” 

“Oh, babe,” Tom says, tiredly rubbing his face with his hands. He walks around to your side of the bed and pulls you into his embrace. You resist slightly at first, but melt into the hug as soon as you breathe in his familiar scent. 

“I’m sorry, love. I just can’t imagine losing you,” he mumbles into your neck. You take a deep breath. 

“I know, babe. I know.” He pulls away and lightly kisses you, first on the lips, then a lingering kiss to your forehead. His thumbs lazily rub your cheeks. He pulls away and looks you in the eyes. 

“I overreacted. Clearly you’re here and safe and I had nothing to worry about. You were just trying to do something nice and I was a complete jerk about it.”

“Laying it on a bit thick, are we?” you ask, imitating his accent just to make him laugh, at which you succeed. He smirks. 

“Anything to show you that everything I do, it’s because I love you so much y/n.” 

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[yanderemcu]

Yandere Peter Parker: Stuck in his web

Plans for future:

When your both older he'll want kids with you. Get married one day too. Just when your both older. Your not getting a job though ever though. He can't bare you being away from him,even for a second.

Perfect date:

Movies. Dinner. Cuddles. Basically anything you both can do together.

Where you'll stay:

Anywhere your together basically. House,cabin,Apartment.

How clingy they get:

He's not touch starved...ok maybe a little. He's a clingy type tho. He loves attacking himself to you,being clingy with you and having affection time with you. 10/10.

How they handle killing: (A/N: This was so hard and sad to write he's just a kid. A soft one too. I was about to cry imagine this.)

He's just a kid. He's so soft too. He hates it,the most out of every Mcu character. He sticks them with his webs against a tall building. So they just fall to their death. Or he takes them swinging and drops them.

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[tomholland1996simp]

locked in || Tom Holland

summary: You and your enemy, Tom, get locked in your room right after an argument.

Y/E/B/N = Your ex boyfriends name.

Sorry I haven’t posted in ages i’ve just recently got back to school and i’m so stressed!! I also didn’t feel like making one but I made this during bunking my English lesson. Also I haven’t read it over so sorry if there is any mistakes. Lmk :)

Tom and you have always been enemies and always will. Well not always. You’ve known the Holland brothers since you was a baby, both your mothers being best friends. You and Tom are the same age, you just a little younger by a few months. That’s why everyone thought you both would have a nice close bond, however they were terribly wrong.

Ever since the age of eleven, Tom and you started to show your hatred towards each other more. Both of your mothers would go mad at both of you if you both were arguing or did something bad to one another. You remember every time Tom would pull your hair and blame the next argument on you, smirking once he got away with everything you had done.

Once puberty hit the both of you, you started to develop feelings for the boy but you would never admit that. You always thought he was cute and handsome, never trying anything as you know he hates you and you tried to hate him too. However he changed, changed a lot.

Tom had a growth spurt, he started going to the gym his body looking incredibly sexy. His voice changed a little deeper, not too much, and his hair grew out with curls. The same happened to you, everyone including Tom noticed it. You developed womanly things, your breasts grew bigger, your body changed in many ways. You experienced mother nature.

When this happened some of the things you did as kids you couldn’t really do anymore due to boundaries. Before you could joke about and touch each other, now it’s a bit less as you both still want to respect each other. You still have your mean comments though, here and there. And sometimes you do mess around with each other, whether that is Tom always saying how your ‘on your period, again’ if you get mad, or you teasing him not having facial hair.

The other Holland’s normalised this, they knew you and Tom secretly liked each other. They could see it ever since you both learnt how to crush on others. Sometimes they grow annoyed if one of you go a bit too far with your jokes or if you both start a huge argument over nothing. You hate arguing with Tom, he could be so annoying sometimes though.

You hate how hot he looks after coming back from a run, you hate when he goes on a date with another girl, you hate that he’s hot and attractive. Other times you wish to kill him, but deep down inside you wanna be the girl who puts a smile on his face, the girl who can hold his hand when ever they are out not the girl who he hates and never wants to be around.

“Ugh, what is he doing here?!” You asked annoyed when Harry walks into your house with Tom behind him.

“Be nice to each other, Y/M/N and my mum are annoyed at you both because of yesterday. She told me to bring Tom here and you both have to make up as you took it too far” Harry says walking straight out of your front door.

You sigh remembering what happened yesterday. You don’t even know how the argument started, one minute your actually being nice to each other then your shouting down each others throats.

“I was being nice to you for once in my life, now your being a dickhead?!” You screamed at Tom, you had been trying to be nice to him all day and he ruins it by making his stupid comments that are staring to hurt.

“I was only joking don’t be such a baby!” He snaps back at you, following you down the stairs.

“Yeah well some things hurt Tom, now fuck off” You yell, grabbing a glass from the side and filling it with water to calm yourself down.

“Language!” Y/M/N shouts walking into the kitchen seeing what the heated argument was about now with her daughter and her best friends son.

Nikki then walks in, “How about you both just apologise for whatever has happened?” She suggests making you both huff out.

“I’m not gonna apologise, i’m sorry Nikki but your son is a stupid prick!” You look more towards Tom telling him.

“Y/N!” Y/M/N says.

“I’m a stupid prick?! Well Y/M/N your daughter has turned into a self centred bitch who is so selfish she only cares about herself. Your the stupid prick y/n, no wonder why Y/E/B/N broke up-“ He didn’t finish his sentence as you threw the water at him, it splashing all over his face.

You smirked a little seeing him drenched in the water you was once drinking, he deserves it. “Don’t you dare say that! You take it too far, Thomas” You snap and for one minute you thought his eyes went soft as you using his full name, for one minute you thought he felt at least a little bad for the words that had flew out of his mouth. But then he went to push you, you pushing him back and then he smacked the glass cup out of your hands it smashing everywhere by your feet.

“Stop it that’s enough!” Both your mums shouted, they had finally had enough and now your fights weren’t funny anymore as they keep becoming serious and more physical now. The glass went all over your socks but you didn’t care. You just stared at him fuming. “Fuck you” is all you said putting your shoes on feeling glass cut your feet, the mums tired to call for you to stop but you slammed the door. Knowing Tom saw the tears flowing down your face.

Now he stands right in front of you, the guy you wish you could hate. His words still cut deep from yesterday, filling your mind with the thoughts of what he had said. You don’t even say anything to him, not wanting to look in his gorgeous brown eyes. Quickly you walked passed him making sure to brush your shoulder against his, you smelt his cologne from a mile away, making you wish you could smell it everyday.

You sat in your bedroom for the next hour wanting nothing but to be comforted by someone. It’s been a stressful week and you still can’t get that stupid argument out of your head. A knock on your door startled you, bringing you to look at the person who was wanting to come in. You said a small ‘yeah’ and they opened the door.

Tom peeked his head through, eyes locking together. You bring your attention back to your phone wanting nothing to do with him. He was about to shut the door, your eyes darting towards him, “Don’t shut the—DOOR!” You yelled the last word as mid sentence he had shut the door without realising.

“Why?” He lightly chuckled looking back down at the door. “ohh” he said rubbing the back of his neck realising that there was no door handle on the inside.

“You prick! Now we are locked in here” You push him out of the way trying to find a way to open the door, you would need someone from the outside to open it. “Fuck sakes, just great, fucking great” You mumbled to yourself clearly pissed.

“Sorry” He said. “At least we can spend quality time now” He joked, looking at your face that didn’t crack a smile at all, he knew he must’ve really pissed you off.

You both sat in silence for the next hour, keeping yourself busy for a while waiting for Harry or someone to return. Hour turned into hours, you and Tom both making sly comments about each other in the meantime. Harry never answered his phone when you called, neither did Nikki or your mum.

You hug your knees in your chest ready to finally speak to him, “We need to make up so they can answer and let me be free.”

“I’m not making up with you, you must be crazy” He doesn’t take his eyes off his phone.

“Great just insult me again, that’s fine” You sarcastically say, the hurt tone coming out more than you wanted it to.

Tom finally looked up seeing your face, “Are you okay?” He questioned turning his phone off and sitting up so you’re both facing one another.

“Your asking the self centred bitch who only cares about her self and is a stupid prick if she’s okay?” You ask.

“I didn’t mean that.” He groans remembering the words he said as well as your own.

“Nah it’s fine Tom, really. You just took it too far…maybe we should just act like we like each other for our parents sakes. I know you hate me and all-“ He cuts you off. “I don’t hate you y/n, no, no. I know we joke around and argue all the time but that doesn’t mean I hate you. You mean a lot to me and I like you not hate” He smiled wiping a tear that fell from your eye. Wow, you’ve never seen this side ot Tom before.

“You like me?” You ask and he nods. “Oh yeah like a sister” You cringe at that, you never thought of Tom as a brother and you didn’t want him to think of you as a sister.

His face scrunches together, almost as if he cringed at the words too. “No not like a sister. I don’t see you as my sister, I like you more than a friend” He admits.

“You do?”

“Yes”

“No, this is another joke ain’t it” You say.

“I promise you it’s not, here i’ll show you” He says before leaning in placing a small kiss on your lips. He went to pull back, you grabbing the back of his head to push your lips together again. This was your first kiss with Tom and many was to come.

“I like you too” You smile into the kiss. “And I’m sorry for everything I said, I didn’t mean it” You admitted, seeing his face for the first time so close up. Now you could see all his beautiful features up close.

“Don’t apologise, angel. I’m the one who’s sorry, I literally made you cry” He smiles softly, creasing your cheek. You smile at the nickname. “Like the name, baby?” He teases making you blush even more if that was possible. “I need to take you on a date, what do you say?” He asks and your heart does a little flip inside.

“Yes” you giggle, him pushing you to lay down on the bed so he could hover above you to kiss you some more.

“Sorry didn’t I interrupt something?” A smirking Harry made you both pull away from each other. Him walking into the room…..

“DON’T CLOSE THE - HARYYY!!!”

Great now your stuck in the room with two of the most annoying people ever.

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[itskotka]

happier

peter parker x reader

summary: peter parker, being the dumb self-sacrificial idiot he is, breaks up with you because he wants you to be happier. you’re left wondering what you did wrong, and he’s left with a self-induced broken heart. but on the 4th of july, you coincidentally meet him on the rooftop.

w/c: 1.2k

a/n: wrote very late at night with no editing, yes the characters are slightly problematic but who isn’t

Peter never wanted to leave you.

He needed to make that clear, even though he didn’t when he had left in a dramatic fashion that left you speechless. And for as many times as he said ‘I love you,’ the illusion seemed to fade away the second he walked out your door. You didn’t want to believe it, but he chose to leave, and that was the only thing clear about the situation.

So now he was sitting on a rooftop, reminiscing about where it all went wrong. A boom roared in the distance, leaving him on edge. It was the time of year when it was difficult to tell if they were fireworks or gunshots. Differentiating between cries for help and loud children was even worse. He thankfully saw a bright array of colors in the sky and let out a sigh of relief.

Even though it wasn’t intentional, he spotted you out of everyone from the view on the roof. For some reason, it was always you. You were sitting in the living room of a foreign apartment with another guy, smiling carefully. Peter’s body tensed as he realized he had been replaced. It wasn’t hard to imagine; you were beautiful and talented. Anybody was lucky to have you, and he was dumb enough to let you go.

The guy placed his hand in yours and Peter swore he was stabbed through the heart. You grinned back at him and relaxed at his touch. He had to remind himself that this was on him, even if it was intentional or not. The end was bound to come, he had figured. In the last weeks of your relationship, you both fell apart. There were too many tense late nights where you were up waiting and worrying for Peter. There were too many times that he came in through your window injured from reckless decisions. And maybe ending it was another one of those reckless, dangerous decisions.

But when you were the one who got hurt, Peter knew it was over.

The guilt overcame him entirely. The guilt of not being able to protect you and knowing that with him, you could never be happy. All Peter wanted was for you to be okay and for you to be happy. It seemed like he made both of those things untrue. And it killed him, inside and out.

So, he did what he thought he could to keep you safe and happier. As much as he definitely hated the guy you were with, you looked happier. His plan was working, only at the cost of his own happiness. He finally peeled his eyes off of you to acknowledge the light show and the ooh-ing and aah-ing of the crowd. It could distract him for a little while at least.

Unfortunately for him, the fireworks reminded him of you. You were together last year - strictly as friends - on the fourth. Everyone else retreated inside while you two stayed and watched the fireworks over the lake in the cool July air. You were forced to go inside once it started down pouring, but you loved every second of it. Peter loved every second he had with you, but he had to mess that up too.

He loved you, with everything he had, but he had to let you go. You deserved to find someone who could love you and protect you, and that could no longer be him. And although he watched you move on from a distance, he never uttered a word. After all, he left without explaining, and he can only imagine how badly he hurt you.

The thought destroyed Peter. He left you to stop hurting you, but he managed to do that without even being there. His stomach churned at the realization that maybe he didn’t do the right thing. But it was too late now. He turned his attention back to you, who pressed a kiss to the man’s cheek and walked to the door. Tears began forming in his eyes, and he didn’t care enough to stop them.

In a turn of coincidental events, you ended up landing on the same rooftop as your ex, Peter Parker. You simply wanted a place to breathe and take in the fireworks, but it seemed like your plans suddenly changed.

“Peter?” He jumped up and faced you. His eyes were red and his face was splotchy, which was a dead giveaway that he had been crying.

“Hi,” he quietly spoke. The silence was deafening between you, neither wanting to breathe another word. It had only been a month, but the month seemed to last a lifetime. Peter realized he needed to at least clear the air, even if he could no longer be the one to make you happy, “I’m sorry,” he blurted. You studied his face and recognized the purely genuine expression.

“Why did you do it?” He peered down to his feet and drew in a shallow breath. “You started acting weird before you did it, and then just left with just a goodbye? I can’t do this anymore? We were friends first, and I lost even that. Why?” You felt the anger releasing from your chest - anger that you tried to forget was there.

“I wanted to protect you. You got hurt, because of me, because of Spider-Man. I needed you to be okay,” he explained meekly, “And I needed you to be happy.” A sob rose from your throat. You were entirely wrong about the situation, and it made you feel terrible. You always knew Peter struggled with these feelings, so why didn’t you think of it when he ended things so abruptly after you broke your arm while he was on patrol? You wanted to break down right there in his arms and tell him everything was okay, but you couldn’t yet. “Say something, please,” Peter pleaded, voice full of concern.

“I… I thought you didn’t love me anymore. I thought you might’ve found someone new or not wanted me.” Watching his face, you thought he was about to break down instead of you. Another tear fell from his eyes, but he didn’t wipe it away.

“I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.” You took a step closer to him, wanting to absorb his hurt and make it all go away. He looked deep into your eyes and suddenly a flicker of jealousy flashed across his face. “Who’s the guy? I saw you. He… He makes you happy.” You almost rolled your eyes at the statement.

“Justin. And I just told him we aren’t going anywhere.” Peter’s eyes jumped back to yours.

“But- Why?”

“You are such an idiot.” He ignored you.

“If he makes you happy, why wouldn’t you stay?” This time you did roll your eyes back at him.

“Because you make me happier. You always have and you always will.” Three fireworks exploded at that moment, one in the air and two in your hearts.

“I’m so, so sorry I did that to you. I got scared, and I shouldn’t have. I trust you. And I love you-”

“Oh shut up already,” you interrupted. You leaned forward and kissed him with all the feeling you had left.

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[loverliner]

Rumour Has It

Tom Holland x actress!reader

FACE CLAIM: ZENDAYA COLEMAN

Warnings: curse words, rude haters

Summary: rumour has it Tom Holland and actress Y/N Y/L/N are dating, but they keep denying it until a couple of photos surface to the public...

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@tmz_tv actress Y/N Y/L/N and actor Tom Holland seen kissing in a car in Los Angeles, there are many rumours that they were dating however the pair continued to deny it. Follow for more TomYn content!

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pietromaximoffan FINALLY!!!!

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@tomholland2013 happy birthday to my MJ

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@tomholland2013 "I've known it from the moment that we first met, no doubt in my mind where you belong"

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@yourinstagram "they say home is where the heart is, but god, I love the english"

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[mortallyshytrash]

Cat Allergies; Tom Holland x Reader

authors note: the entire time I was writing this, I found that instead of writing ‘tom’ i kept writing ‘peter’. I didn’t even notice until before I posted

Warnings: none

Pronouns: not specified, you do you boo <3

Being friends with Tom these past couple of years have been the best of your life. You practically knew each other more than you know yourselves. But today you learned something new. Since he had never been to your house, you offered that day because he was curious about your living arrangements. And he knew you had cats. Many cats. But he had never mentioned he was allergic to them until you had asked.

“You want to know what my living situation is? Why?” You asked, grinning.

“Just curious.” He replied, shrugging his shoulders.

“Well then, just come to my house. Boom. That's simple, Tom.”

“Don’t you have cat’s, though?”

“Yes…? You knew that already. Why?”

“I’m allergic.”

“What? Since when?”

Once he told you that, you stopped hugging him as often, worried that the cat hair on your clothes could trigger a reaction. But he told you that it wasn’t a serious allergy, and that all that would happen if he messed with cats was simply just a sniffy nose and a small rash. He assured you that he could go to your house safely.

“Ok, are you ready? Because I have a lot of cats, Tom.” You said, unlocking the door.

“Yes, y/n. I’m ready.” He huffed, pretending to be hurt. You were speaking to him like a child.

“Come into the oasis!” You said dramatically, tossing your keys on the counter.

Before you knew it, all 8 of your cats surrounded you and Tom, causing you to look at him in a panicked manner. But instead of seeing him panic, he smiled gently, walking passed your cats with ease.

“You can still breathe, right?” You asked, genuinely worried, making him turn to you with a smile.

“Yes, y/n. Don’t worry. Who’s these guys?” He asked, pointing towards your two kinkalow cats.

“Oh, they are kinkalow cats. Brothers, actually. If you want to get technical, twins. That one-” you point, “His name is Boris, and that one-” you point to the other, “his name is Sable.”

“Oh, cool. How about that one?”

“Oh! She’s my oriental short-haired cat. Her name is Rosemary.”

“That one?”

“Exotic shorthair. Her name is Aspen.”

“Him?”

“Scottish fold. Haven.”

“Where are the other three?” Tom asked, looking around.

“One is an outdoor cat, because she hates being inside. But she’s not friendly so let’s just say it’s a good thing she’s not here. Yeah?” Tom nods. “I can show you my last two. Their brother and sister. Normal cats. I honestly don’t know the breed.” You said, leading him towards your room.

There is a specific, red scratching post that those two practically own. They are there constantly, and never leave unless it’s time to feed. Tom noticed when walking into your room, it was incredibly small. A twin sized bed, and one small dresser besides the cat post. He saw the front of your apartment was also fairly small in size, and wondered how you could live with so many animals.

Without saying anything, you let Tom walk around the post to find the cats in a small cubby. As soon as they saw him, they couldn’t take their eyes away. Tom just stood there, still as a statue, staring at them.

“They’re so cute, y/n.” Tom said, grinning towards you.

“Thank you.”

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[eddiesmxse]

WHY THE FUCK IS EEVRRYTHING ALWAYS BABY PINK PLEASE, PLEASEEEEEEE MAKE IT SOMETHINE ELSE SOMETHJNG DIFFERNT CHANGE IT UP GUYS. I SURELY WILL NOT BE CHOOSING ANYTHING PINK IF IM GETTING A GIFT FOR MY BF IDK IM JUSTDSODOCJDKS PLEASEEEEE EVERY SINGLE BLOODY FICKING FIC IS BABY PINK PANTIES, LACE OR COTTON, LETS CHNAGE IT UPPSKDJDKDJ GIVE ME BLUE PURPLE GREEN RED IDK ITS JUST SO MUCH SEXIER ON THE BODY IDK

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[asideinitially]

The book //

N/A; I keep getting inspired by these cute anon asks on other blogs 🥹. So here’s a library cuteness with peter.

Summary; Peter went to bookshop and saw shy girl struggling in isles.

Reaching on your tip toes, you began to grab the large book that was dangling slightly off the shelf.

“Please stop being a pain” you pleaded to the book, gripping it tightly and feeling the pages under your fingertips.

Peter glanced over from the other isle and curiously watch you jumping up and down and sighing frustratedly.

Peter gave a low chuckle and shook his head placing the book he was curious about, back into its original spot.

You didn’t want ask for help, and you didn’t want disturb the librarian; honestly she frightened you a tad.

She was an older woman, with her hair all over the place like a wild animal. Her circle glasses sat on tip of her nose, and if you spoke a single word in a loud manner.

She would “SH” you and mutter angrily to herself, something you didn’t like.

Peter walked to the isle lightly and crossed his arms as you take another jump.

“Do you need some help miss” Peter asked with a smile.

You nearly fell into his chest as his voice startled you.

“I’m sorry, didn’t mean to frighten you,” Peter said wide eyes holding your waist.

You began to turn bright red and fixed your skirt and hair.

You noticed how good looking the man is in front of you; he has brown eyes, that you could simply loose yourself in.

His lips look like they could steal a women’s heart with one kiss, his hair messy and could be easily tangled into your hands lightly.

His body was more overwhelming; his abs you’ve already felt thanks to that fall. You wasn’t complaining though, they felt nice under your palm.

“Are you okay miss?” Peter asked nervously and placing you back onto your feet.

“O-oh I’m fine” you said with bit of a cute stutter and biting your lip so hard, you thought blood was going drip down. 

Peter gave a warm smile and grabbed the book for you slowly.

He slowly passed you the heavy book you were trying to grab and gave you a small boyish grin.

You could feel your heart racing, you’ve never felt like this around anyone before.

“I-m, i’m y/n” you said with nervous and feeling cheeks burning again.

“Peter.. Parker” Peter said and looked at the book;

“Romeo and Juliet huh” Peter asked eyeing the back of the book.

“Oh yeah, I have to do a report on it,” you said holding the book tightly to your chest

Peter flashed a charming smile and nodded “sad story but also romantic in someways” Peter said shrugging.

“Um, yeah tragic.” was all you could say as Peter gave another kind smile.

Peter was about to walk away, when you softly tapped his arm.

“Um”

Peter started at you holding his skateboard under his arm and raised his eyebrows.

“Would you like to h-hang out with me” you asked nervously playing with the top of the book.

He smiled and gave you a kiss on check and another note with his number.

“We can hang out anytime y/n” he said smiling as sirens fly past the library.

“But sadly, I have cut this short my aunt needs me home”

Peter gave a sorry look and dashed out the library

“MR PARKER!” the librarian screeched echoing through out the library

You watched him dash out of the library and let out a sigh and walked to the woman you’ve been dreading since entering.

“He’s one you should stay away from” the librarian spat and marked the book.

Shrugging slowly not wanting to comment on her words; you left shortly after.

♡

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