#dtftomholland request

[dtftomholland]

Off Limits

Hope you guys like it! I’m pretty happy with how it came out!

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Request: what if like your jacob batalon's lil sis and your casted for the new spider-man movie and when tom sees you hes like woah and jacob hears and is like "nuh-uh shes off limits" and then the reader and tom start like secretly dating but he blurts it out in an interview or something and j is pissed but then a literal ball of sunshine and so supportive

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Warnings: none really, just some kissing, cute fluff

The first day Tom had seen you, you literally took his breath away. It had been while they had been filming ‘Spider-Man: Homecoming’. You had trailed in behind Jacob, your older brother, at first he hadn’t seen you, immediately going to hug his close friends Jacob. Once he pulled out of the hug his eyes landed on you, his breath hitched in his throat as he looked you up and down, you had giggled when J had punched his arm, hard yet playfully, breaking him from his trance.

“Nuh-uh, she’s off limits dude.” He glared at Tom as he brought you to meet his other cast members.

The next time you had met was at the premier of the film, he couldn’t help but steal quick glimpses of you, you had worn a dress with a very low-cut back and by the end of the night his glances had become longer, his eyes trailing down your body. Somehow it hadn’t made you uncomfortable, which was unusual, you normal hated guys oogling at you but Tom seemed to do it in a respectful way making your cheeks feel hot and causing you to bashfully look down at your feet.

After that you hadn’t seen Tom in just over a year. You couldn’t lie, you most certainly found him attractive and undeniably alluring, but he was a couple years older than you, and Jacob was a very protective older brother, although it could get a little annoying you loved him and knew he only did what he thought best for you. But it was just that, a celebrity crush and nothing more.

It was when you were cast for ‘Spider-Man: Far From Home’, as a minion of the main villain played by Jack Gyllenhaal, that your little crush had started growing into full blown feelings for the handsome brit. When Tom had heard you had been cast for the role and got it he was over the moon, he couldn’t wait to see you again, as much as he valued his friendship with Jacob he felt a magnetic attraction to you. He’d only treat you with respect and Jacob knew that but it didn’t stop him from disliking the fact that his close friend was staring longingly at little sister.

Neither of you had acted out on your feelings, both too stubborn and blind to believe the other reciprocated those same feelings. It was when Jacob was one with his scenes and left a couple of months before you had to that you started getting a little closer to Tom. You started hanging out his trailer more, eventually leaving just the two of you alone for a number of hours. You were never bored around him, you talked endlessly about anything and everything, he was so easy to be around, making you laugh and giggle all day long. You two had become so comfortable around each other, Tom was very touchy and handsy, yet always respectful and your heart fluttered every second of the day you were around him and the rest were spent thinking about him, his touch, his lips, how he could make you feel with a single glance. 

The first time you kissed it had been an accident, you had leaned in for a hug, both of you had tilted to the same side, causing your lips to collide as you stared at each other, eyes wide open bearing into your souls. Both of you were frozen for a full minute, when you blinked it seamed both of you broke from the spell you were under, suddenly ripping away from each other. Your eyes glued to the floor, cheeks and neck unbearably hot as you refused to meet his gaze, as did he.

“I-uh-I-”

“I’m-uh” You interrupted each other, both of you stuttering over your words.

“You first.” He offered, giving you a small smile. You were about to apologise and blame it on your usual clumsiness when you changed your mind. You stepped right in front of him, grabbing you collar of his t-shirt and bringing his lips down to yours. They clashed furiously, the kiss quickly getting heated, sloppy as your teeth and tongues bumped into each other. His hands quickly went to your waist, pulling you in closer as your fingers moved up to thread through his chocolate brown locks. You hummed before pulling away, both of you breathless as you panted trying to regain your composure.

“That was something.” Tom beat you to it.

“Yeah.” You agreed.

“So, I’ll pick you up tomorrow at 7 yeah? From your room.” you looked at him quizzically, causing him to panic, maybe he read your reaction wrong? He quickly spat out;

“Unless you don’t want to go on a date, I’m sorry. Was it a one time thing? Sorry.” You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, god, how were you so stupid?

“Yes!” You shouted enthusiastically before shyly lowering your tone in embarrassment, “I’d love to go on a date with you.”

He chuckled, relieved you felt the same way.

It had been 6 months you had miraculously kept your relationship with Tom a secret, even from your brother, which surprised you, with Tom’s big mouth it was amazing he hadn’t let anything slip.

You were in an interview with Tom and Jacob, the main star sitting inbetween the two siblings as you chatted casually with the interviewer. It was when they got to the questions about your character and you personally that Tom got ahead of himself.

“So how’s it been working with y/n?” the interviewer asked.

“She’s a pain,” Jacob teased, “Always stealing my thunder.”

“Nah man, you're just jealous.” Tom bantered back.

“You’re just in love with her.” J mocked his friend.

“Damn right I am.” Tom let out smoothly, giving you a loving look, until he realised what he had just said. His head whipped back to face Jacob, his eyes wide, a little scared for his reaction. Jacob punched Tom’s arm before shouting;

“That’s my sister you dickhead.”

“Sorry mate!” Tom apologised holding his arm tightly. Jacob just rolled his eyes before grinning and warning;

“You better treat her right Holland.”

“Oh I will, I promise.” He turned to smile at you, holding your hand closest to him he brought it up to his lips to kiss your knuckles. 

“You two are going to be sickly sweet, I can already tell.” Your brother groaned but smiled at you, you grinned back, knowing he approved of your relationship.

[moorehollandplz]

8, 58, 69, 73 from the kisses with (you already know 😏) Haz

Here’s the second of the Haz Blurbs that @definitely-not-black-cat has requested! Sorry these are taking so long. I have been quite busy with school.

Summary: Harrison has something he needs to get off his chest before you leave for the summer.

Lots of different kisses: tippy toes, neck kisses, seductive kisses, stumbling kisses, against walls kisses, and on the bed kisses.

Warnings: kissing, Adult language,, wandering hands, no actual smut! (WHAT?)

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“Harrison?” You asked, looking up at the rain drenched boy standing at your door. “What are you… are you alright?” You asked as water dripped from his loose curls, his chin and the tip of his nose.

“You leave tomorrow.” He stated, as his piercing eyes searched yours.

“I do.” You confirmed as you stared back at him. “Did Tom tell you?” You asked.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked as he took a small step toward you.

“You seemed….” You dropped your eyes to the floor between you. “Busy.” You sighed remembering the cute little brunette he brought to the party two weeks ago. “Didn’t want to bother you.”

“Bother me?” He repeated your question, his brows furrowing in confusion. “You leaving without so much as a word, is what’s bothering me.”

“Please, Haz…” You rolled your eyes letting them land on his again. “You wouldn’t have noticed I was gone.”

“I definitely would’ve noticed.” He mumbled looking away from you. “I had plans for the summer…” He trailed off hanging his head in defeat.

“You had plans?” You asked and he nodded his eyes lifting to meet yours. “And how does me leaving stop you from doing those plans?” He didn’t answer, just kept staring at you. “Right. I have to finish packing so…” You were suddenly cut off as Harrison cupped your face with his hands, pulling your face to his. His lips firmly planted on yours in a fervent kiss.

You were stunned. Eyes wide and frozen against him. You’d be lying if you said you never thought about this. Kissing Harrison has been your number one fantasy for many years. You were sure it would never happen so you pushed those thoughts and all the feelings that came with them deep down inside you, and decided to give up. But, here he was at your flat, the night before you were to leave for America, kissing you.

Harrison was intoxicating and you slowly relaxed into him as his hands slipped from your face to your hips. Your eyes fluttered closed, and your hands wandered up into his wet hair pulling him to you. Your lips started to move with his, parting when he ran his tongue over your bottom lip asking for access. His tongue swept into your mouth, eliciting a moan from deep in your throat. You felt him smile against your lips, and he pulled back slightly.

You kept your eyes closed so this spell wouldn’t break, and this would be real. He rested his forehead against yours not daring to pull away completely. You felt puffs of air on your lips from his lack of breath, and felt his tight grip on your hips as if he was just as scared of letting this moment go.

“I… I wanted… to tell you… I…” He paused to settle his breathing, but you took his hesitation as an opportunity. You pushed up onto your tippy toes capturing his lips again, surprising him this time. He recovered quickly stepping forward and guiding you back until your back hit the wall. He kicked the door shut behind him never breaking contact with your lips. You pushed back against him, and he let you move him against the door, letting you take control for a brief moment.

You pulled back opening your eyes this time looking up into his crystal ocean blue eyes. “Sorry… what were you saying?” You whispered as you twirled your fingers through the wet curls at the back of his neck.

“Oh… nothing much…” He smiled brightly down at you when you cocked one brow sarcastically. “Just trying to tell you I love you, that’s all.”

Your eyes widened and you felt the heat explode on your cheeks. “You… you what?” You were bewildered. Never in a million years did you think he would ever say that to you.

“I love you.” He said leaning down to brush his nose against yours, before lightly pecking your lips.

You felt the goofiest smile spread across your face at his confession. “I have loved you forever. I can’t believe you finally caught up.” You laughed when his fingers began to tickle your sides. “Ok ok… sorry.” You quickly apologized and his fingers stopped their assault.

“Damn it, love... I really don’t want you to go.” He sighed as he rested his forehead on your shoulder. “I wanted to spend the summer with you.”

“Harrison…” You started leaning back so he had to lift his head and look at you. “I have to go home…” His face fell into an adorable pout. “But… you could come with me.”

Harrison perked up, lifting his head up with bright eyes and giant smile. “Yeah?”

“Yeah… just need to finish packing then we can go to yours and you can pack.” You said placing your hands flat on his chest.

“I think we should put packing on hold for a few.” He said his voice husky, and his eyes zeroing in on your kiss swollen lips.

“Oh you think do you?” You asked jokingly as you tilted your head back, already knowing you were going to give into him.

“Mmhmm…” He hummed as his lips connected with yours for the third time, walking you back into your apartment. You let him push you back toward your bedroom, really interested in how far this was going to go. Your lips never disconnected even when you stumbled as your foot backed into your carry-on bag, but Harrison’s strong arms help you upright, continuing on the path to your room. He guided you through your bedroom door and over to your bed. He gently leaned you back until you had no choice, but to sit then lay back onto the soft mattress. Harrison’s knee slipped between your legs as he hovered above you, lips moving with yours like they had always been meant to. He pulled back to look down at you with his beautiful ocean eyes, and you saw a question in them. Like he was asking permission to take this further.

You nodded at him and smiled, pulling him down for a gentle kiss. A kiss that told him you wanted him. You felt him smile against your lips as he moved to kiss over your cheek then down your neck. He paid special attention to the space next to your collarbone. No doubt leaving a small purple reminder of what was happening.

You threaded your fingers into his wet curls,letting out a sigh of contentment as one of his hands slid under your shirt, and his thumb rubbed small circles on your heated skin. This summer in America was going to be way more fun than you had expected.

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[uglypastels]

Here’s a Tom Holland request: Tom is working on a film away from home and he is dating the reader. They facetime every night or as often as possible because they miss each other so much, and Tom eventually tries to heat things up with her over facetime and she’s down but she actually doesn’t know how to masturbate. Tom doesn’t know this and feels really bad when he gets off and she physically can’t finish and she’s embarrassed. Just an idea, I understand if you don’t want to write it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It is 1 am. I am miserable and eating pretzel sticks in bed while trying not to burst out into tears. I certainly did not think I would be writing this at the same time, but thank you nonnie for the request. I have no idea what I’m doing but I hope you enjoy (I also realize that while writing I completely lost track of what you requested so it is a bit different. I’m sorry)

“smut” under the cut ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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You just got out of the shower when your phone starts to ring. Hair still wet and only a towel around your body. Droplets of water follow you everywhere as you walk around the room. At first, you want to ignore the ringtone. Let it go to voicemail or let the person call you again when you weren’t naked.

Then your eyes fall on the actual screen of your phone. The picture of your boyfriend lit up brightly. You basically lunge yourself forward on the bed and grab it, swiping your finger across the screen to start the conversation.

“Hey babe,” Tom’s voice is filled with sleep. The light around him was dimmed. Probably only coming from a little light next to his bed. He was sitting in bed. A pillow behind his shoulders. A tired smile on his face, but a smile nonetheless. A smile you had been deprived of seeing in real life for the last few weeks. A smile you missed so badly that you dreamed about it every night.

“Hiya Tommy.” you smile back. You stay flat on your stomach. Phone in one hand as you use the other to push away the wet strands of hair from your face. One, in particular, got in your eye. You blinked a few times for the sting to go away. When you look back at the screen, you see your boyfriend staring. It was as if he was in a trance.

“Babe?” you ask worried, “What’s wrong?” Now he blinks. Twice. His eyes gain back the focus and he starts to stumble over his words.

“Uhh, nothing. Did you just get out of the shower?”

“Yeah. I got out right before you called. Why you asking?” you mindlessly play with your hair as you talked.

“So you only got that towel on?” He had to clear his throat as his sentence ended a bit croaky. You glared at him, also a bit confused. Then you see his face. His eyes slightly darker than they were moments before. His lips wet from when he had run his tongue over them just seconds ago.

“Yes, Tom. I’m naked. God, can you like, not be horny for one second.” You laugh.

“Sorry babe. I don’t think I can. I miss you too much and seeing you like that literally drives me crazy.”

“Oh does it now?” You smirk. You pull yourself up on one arm and move to the headboard of the bed to sit in the same position as Tom was in, only thousand and thousands of miles away.

“Uhum, love,” he clears his throat again. You look at him and see that suggestive glimmer in his eyes. You find yourself looking at the corner of your screen, where you see yourself. You notice that your towel had moved while you were moving around, now revealing most of your chest.

“Tom, how old are you again?” You try to pull up the towel with one hand but then hear a groan come from Tom’s side of the call.

“No, babe. Please don’t cover yourself. I miss you.” You stop as he continues. “I miss your gorgeous body. Fuck, please just drop that towel darling.” With an eye roll, you do as he asks. The smile on his face becomes brighter and wider.

“Happy?”  

“Yes, Fuck, babe. Remind me again, how did I ever got so lucky to call you mine?”

“Hmm,” you pretend to think for a moment. “I don’t know. All that charity you do must bring you some really good karma I suppose.” you laugh and he chuckles, throwing his head back just a little.

“Seriously though, seeing you like that makes me want to get on the next flight home and just-” he groans. You know pretty well where he had been going with that sentence.

“Love,” he speaks with a sudden softness. You quirk an eyebrow at him, showing him to go on. “Can you touch yourself for me?”

The question made your face heat up all the way to your ears. Your breath hitches in your throat and for a solid good ten seconds, you forget how to talk.  

“W-what?” you stutter. You had never done anything like that in front of Tom. Or, actually, ever at all. At least not properly. You just weren’t comfortable with your body that way. It had taken you a few tries with Tom until you were sure what to do with yourself but now, without him, you felt completely lost.

Tom had in the meantime scooted up in his position on the bed. The arm that had been lazily placed behind his head was now lowered. Most definitely busy untying the string of his sweatpants or pulling down his boxers.

“Please love, make yourself feel good. On my behalf.” he winks playfully.

You see his shoulder moving. You see how he bites his lip, most likely holding back a moan. The sight of your boyfriend touching himself like that, even though you didn’t actually see anything, was definitely a turn on… but your lack of knowledge about your own body threw that arousal away right at the same time.

“I can’t.” you blurted out. Tom’s whole body freezes. For a second you think that the connection messed up again. His eyes were wide open.

Then he shakes his head. “What? Why? What’s wrong? Are you okay?” Of course, that idiot thought you were sick.

“I’m fine Tom, I just- I just don’t know how…”

He was clearly confused. “What do you mean you don’t know how?” he gasps. “Love, do you not know how to touch yourself?” You just nod, too embarrassed to answer appropriately.

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?”

“For one, its embarrassing, two, I never needed to do it myself. You always make me feel so good Tommy.” That was true. Tom was amazing in bed. He somehow always knew what you needed without a single point of guidance. He just knew how to do it.

“I can’t believe my girlfriend doesn’t know how to masturbate.” Tom laughed.

“Fine, be like that. I’m hanging up.” of course you weren’t going to but the panic that jumped up on Tom was rather enjoyable.

“No, babe, please don’t. It was just a joke.”

“Yeah, it’s funny for you when you have it so easy. You barely have to do anything.”

“So have I never made you cum with my fingers?” Tom raised an eyebrow. It always stunned you how easy it was for him to talk like that. Your cheeks immediately heated up again.

“You have. But-”

“That’s exactly the same thing! It’s really not that hard babe. If I can do it, so can you”

You just sighed. That little sound being enough for Tom to understand what was going on in your head.

“I understand but know what, babe,” he was back to his soft voice, “When I get back in a week, I will teach you.”

“What? Don’t be ridiculous Tom.”

“I’m not being ridiculous. When I get back, I will make sure that you know how to work those pretty fingers of yours to get you to your release in mere seconds.” He smirked. “But, before we can go all the way to the advanced classes, you got to know the basics first.” This made you a bit nervous.

“Let me tell you how to feel good kitten.”

the End 

tagging (idk why, pls ignore this): @thelazypangolin @andwhatdostarsdobest @tomhollanders2013 @dtftomholland @summernykole @nerdraging4point0  @butwhyduh

[peter-man-parker]

winter weather

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word count: 1.5k

Summary: Peter plans the perfect date for Valentine’s Day and Mother Nature only makes it better.

Warning: fluff and lots of it

A/N: Valentine’s Day gift for @imbrium-barnes ( @imbrium-mare ) idk which one you use more so I put both. Anyways Happy Valentines Day love! And I know this is kinda late but I’m really bad with deadlines so I’m really sorry. From @dtftomholland Dollar Valentine. I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: none of these photos are mine so credit to the owners but the mood board is mine.

“How’s aunt May?” You ask right before you take another bite of your takeout.

Peter had taken the time to organize the perfect little date for the two of you on Valentine’s Day. He pulled out all your favorite movies and built a fort in the living room, ordered dinner, and even made homemade hot chocolate.

You had met Peter on your first day at Midtown when you moved to Queens in April, and quickly became best fiends before you started dating in August. You had always dreamed on traveling and seeing the world and New York was an amazing place to start. Not to mention that Peter made it a thousand times better.

Although New York was rather cold during the winter, it still hadn’t snowed yet. When Peter first found out that you had never seen snow before, he was appalled. He has been playing in the snow every winter since he could walk. All winter, Peter was hoping that it would snow while the two of you were together so you could share that moment together. Peter even knew that seeing snow was the third thing on your bucket list; right next to vacationing in Italy, and meeting Tony Stark.

“She’s doing well” Peter said with a smile. “Just a little stressed out with work is all. And I think she’s missing uncle Ben a little more than usual.” Peter’s face sinks a little at the thought of his uncle, it took him ages to over come his death.

He loved his uncle dearly and it crushed Peter to lose him like that. Uncle Ben was a big part of his life, and when he died, Peter didn’t know how to cope with it. He wouldn’t eat, never leave the house, and could barely sleep. Aunt May constantly worried about Peter and still does. He struggled for months before he started to live a ‘normal’ life again. Eventually Ned was able to pull Peter out of the house and take his mind off of things.

All the sudden Peter’s eyes dart towards the window and his face lights up joy. He leaps from his seat and rushes to the window to make sure he isn’t seeing things.

“(Y/N)...! Babe...! Come here hurry!” Peter practically screams with excitement. He rushes back to the kitchen table and grabs your hand, pulling you back to the same window he was at just moments ago.

“Okay okay bub, I’m coming, calm down.” You chuckle as you follow your excited boyfriend.

As you make it the window, you finally see why Peter was so excited. It was finally snowing, and I don’t mean a light burst. It was large, heavy snowflakes falling onto the ground for the first time this winter. You couldn’t be more excited. Not only were you seeing snow for the first time, but you got to make and enjoy this memory with your amazing boyfriend who you loved so much, even if you haven’t told him yet.

“OH MY GOD! Pete babe, can we please please please go out in the snow!” At this point you were jumping with joy over this winter weather. Peter could practically see the excitement radiating off of you and he thought that it was honestly the cutest thing he’d ever seen.

He loved the way that your eye twinkled with such passion and excitement for the snow. He could never say no to you. So even though it was freezing outside, Peter quickly gave into your request with little to no disagreement. His one goal was to please you, and if that meant standing out in the cold with you so you could play in the snow then he’d happily do it.

“Why of course Darling, anything for you” Peter said with a bow and a terrible posh accent that made your heart swell. Your boyfriend was always so goofy when the two of you were together and you loved every bit of it.

After the two of you prepare to go outside with multiple layers of clothing, you and Peter walk hand in hand out the front door and into the snow together. As soon as you step out the door, you can feel the crisp winter breeze hit your face. The snow crunches under your feet and enormous snowflakes are getting stuck in your hair.

Peter leads you out towards the center of the road and just watches your every move in amazement. Surprisingly there’s not a single person, or car in sight as you dance in the middle of the street. While you’re wondering around trying to catch snowflakes and write your initials in the snow, you didn’t even notice that Peter had a snowball aimed right at you until it was too late.

Out of nowhere a cold, wet ball of snow hits you right in the side of your face making a shiver run down your spin. “PETER BENJAMIN PARKER! Did you just do what I think you did?” You ask whilst trying to hold back a smile.

“Well (Y/N) that depends, what do you think I did?” Peter is slowly making his way towards you now with a smug grin plastered on his face.

“Did THE Peter Parker, just throw a freezing cold snowball at his poor defenseless girlfriend?” You ask with an expression of false shock.

“Oh yeah that, that I did do. Definitely would do it again to.” He replies with a chuckle as he reaches out for your hand. You slowly back away from your boyfriend before you begin to full on sprint to the other side of the street to make a snowball of you own.

“Well take that you jerkface!” You shout with laugh as you hurl a snowball right at Peter. The snowball ends up hitting him right in his face, but below his nose and hitting him in the mouth.

Peter shoots you a daring glare that could kill as he wipes his face clean. He picks up a handful of snow as a devilish grin appears on his face.

“Oh (Y/N) you’re so on!” Within a matter of second you and Peter are chasing one another through the empty street having a snowball fight for the first time. It’s filled with cute squeals of enjoyment and laughter. This will easily be a moment that you’ll never forget.

And as quickly as this snowball fight started, Peter was calling truce. You walk towards him and attempt twine your freezing hands together before Peter pulls his away.

“Hold on babe I have to show you something.” From behind his back, Peter pulls out a very poorly shaped heart that he made from snow that just makes your love for him grow even more.

“Awe Pete I love it! Even if it does look like a kindergarten art project” you pull Peter into a tight hug. Even after being out in the cold for so long you can feel the heat somehow radiating off of your boyfriend.

Peter mocks a sense of hurt as he looks down at you. “Hey that’s not very nice! I made it out of love just for you” he says while placing a soft, sweet kiss to your temple.

“And I love it very much baby, but guess what? I love you more.” as soon as you say those three little words, you know your check are deep red from all the blushing. “And I know that we haven’t said that to each other yet, so don’t feel like your obligated to say it back. I just wanted you to know that I love you Pete and I really mean it.”

Peter goes quiet for a minute, a millions thoughts are running through his mind. He honestly never thought that he’d hear you say those three words that he’s not even sure that he heard. But he knows that you said it, and he can’t help the way his heart skips a beat when you do or how his stomach erupts with butterflies as you do. He quickly falls in love with how the words roll off you tongue and fall from your lips; he could listen to it forever.

You’re starting to worry that you’ve messed everything up by saying the L word, but that was until Peter looks down at you with a goofy smile plastered on his face.

“(Y/N) of course I love you. You mean the absolute world to me. I realized that I was in love with you a long time ago, I just couldn’t find the right time to tell you.” The blush on you face only gets deeper as Peter pulls you in closer.

“And I’m so glad that you feel the same way! You are my everything and I’m so glad that I met you. I plan to keep you in my life for as long as you’ll let me. I love you (Y/N) (Y/L/N)!” With those last words Peter pulls you in as close as he can. His lips meet your almost immediately. It was a kiss filled with love and admiration. The kind that you only get to see in movies that only a luckily few get to truly experience in real life. I guess that you and Peter are one of the lucky few, and you couldn’t be happier to love and be loved by the amazing Peter Parker.

[sunshinesteviee]

sunshinehollandd’s 4k/valentine’s day celebration!!

i CANNOT believe that there are 4k of you who like what i post enough to follow me!! it means so much to me that you like and support what i write/post. i absolutely love talking to y’all, so i really want to do something to celebrate. i think this time, we’re gonna do a positivity kind of thing!!! 

the plan is to do specific things on specific days, so here’s the schedule of when i’m posting/when to send things in:

THURSDAY - Valentine’s Day!!!

since thursday is valentine’s day, let’s spread some love!

send me your favorite blogs (you can include why!) and i’ll @ them!

send me your tumblr crushes!! (i’ll only @ them if you want lol)

tell me about your crushes or partners or whoever you love (doesn’t have to be romantically - platonic love is important too)!!

tell me something good that happened to you recently or something you’re looking forward to!!!

FRIDAY - Fic Recs!!!!

send me some of your favorite fics, and i’ll check them out/reblog them!

you can totally send your own, there’s no shame in that!!

tell me your favorite music/books/shows/movies

SATURDAY-MONDAY - Sleepover!!!

i really love doing blurbs and stuff for y’all, so the weekend is for a sleepover!! here’s an idea of some stuff you can send in:

send me cast your mutuals as

blurbs!!

since this is a positivity kind of thing, we’re gonna be sticking to (mostly) fluff!!!! 

from this list 💓

or this list 💘

feel free to send in your own prompts (esp. dad!au i’m loving writing those rn)

moodboard requests

fmk

unpopular opinions

pretty much whatever ya want!!! i just wanna talk to y’all :)

i’m gonna tag some mutuals below the cut, i hope y’all don’t mind omg. if this flops we’ll pretend it didn’t happen asljf;sdlf

@marvelousxtsh @cutiehollands @darlingtaurus @lovelyspidey @summernykole @spideyboyx @hollandandi @kilieria @amxliapond @pinkmarvel @spideyjlaw @spiderboytotherescue @broadwayshtuff @thelazypangolin @keepingupwiththeparkers @sweetlysilent @screamholland @tommybaholland @naturallytom @spideymood @dtftomholland @twilightparker @suncityparker  

saldjfsd i’m sure there are more but i don’t wanna be too annoying lol ilysm

[the-claire-bitch-project]

Just a Saturday Night Sleepover...

*To the tune of “Saturday Night Special” by Lynyrd Skynyrd*

Whelp, I just got home from break. It’s 2pm. But we’re starting a sleepover because I WANT TO OKAY.

Alright, as per usual I want your thirsty/fluffy thoughts and for ones I really enjoy I’ll do a blurb or headcanon. I write for: (backwards from the usual order)

Gwilym Lee

Joe Mazzello

Ben Hardy

Taron Egerton

Shawn Mendes

Harrison Osterfield

Tom Holland

And then just send me some other stuff! Like:

Song recommendations

Requests for playlists for specific activities

Fuck, Marry, Kiss

Would you rather? (Particularly thirsty ones)

Tell me about your day

Spill the tea about your crush/SO

Send me a ☕️ + Unpopular opinions and I’ll give mine

ASK ME FOR ADVICE I LOVE GIVING ADVICE

Top 5 anything

Cast your mutuals

Your own headcanons!

Your own story ideas!

Tagging some mutuals: @heavenly---holland @hollandlovely @benhardy-1 @rogers-wristbands @rogahhtaylahh @joalsglasses @summernykole @samsgoddess @summer--infinity @dtftomholland @naturallytom

[cosmicdaya]

my love | tom holland

{summary} : roommates/bffs to lovers au!

{warning} : just swearing

{word count} : 1.3K words

{pairing} : tom holland x reader

{requested} : its actually for my valentine @keepingupwiththeparkers! 

{type of story} : imagine

{author’s note} : here you go, @keepingupwiththeparkers ! i really hope you like it! i kinda wrote it in a rush as i was busy and it’s kinda short! plus, a big thank you to @dtftomholland and @thelazypangolin for putting in the effort to organize this dollar valentine! to all of you : HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!

masterlist | be added to my taglist

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A sigh left your lips as you opened your eyes. You felt a warm presence beside you, and it took you a while to realize that Tom was sleeping next to you. The sunshine streaming through the window made his face glow, making him look all ethereal. You moved few of your best friend’s brown curls from his forehead and smiled softly. 

You shivered a little as your feet hit the cold floor. Looking for something to wear, you spotted a pair of your sleep shorts and Tom’s black hoodie. Slipping those on, you went to the bathroom to freshen up and made your way towards the kitchen.

Before you started making breakfast, you scrolled through your playlist to play your favorite song. As the mellifluous tune of Ariana Grande’s Imagine played through your shared apartment, you prepared the ingredients needed to make pancakes.

As you hummed alongside to the song, you were running through the stuff you needed for the annual Singles Sleepover that night in your mind. The Singles Sleepover started as a joke between your best friends, Tom and Haz but ended up being a ritual every year.

Even though Tom was your best friend, there was no denying that you had feelings for him. When you told about your feelings towards Tom to Harrison, he has tried so many times to set the both of you up, but to no avail. You felt that Tom has always seen you as a best friend and those little gestures and kisses were nothing but a way of showing his platonic love towards you.

You heard the sound of footsteps approaching you and you turned around to see Tom. Handing him a mug, you stirred the batter for the pancakes.

“How are the pancakes going, love?” you felt him hug you from behind and you instantly relaxed in his arms.

“Better than you, I would say,” you smirk at him, as he lets out an exaggerated gasp.

After making the pancakes, you slid a plate towards Tom and he gives you a goofy grin. 

“You make the best pancakes, Y/N. I love you so much!”

“Thank you so much, but actually I love you more,”

“Nah, I love you more,”

“I would step on Lego for you,”

“Shit, you win this time,” Tom pouted as you gave him a cheeky grin.

“So, what are watching today for our sleepover huh?” you asked him.

“What about the new episode of Brooklyn Nine-Nine? I know you wanted to watch it,”

“You know me too well, Holland. By the way, Haz isn’t joining us this time right?”

“Yeah, he wants to spend today with Mia doing gross coupley shit,” he said, doing a disgusted face.

Harrison met Mia during his semester break last summer and those two instantly hit it off. They were literally a match made in heaven and you could only imagine that you and Tom were like that.

Standing up, you brought your plates to the sink to wash it. Then, you remembered that you had to ask Tom about dinner. 

“Hey Tom, wha-” you turned around to see him standing close to you. You could smell the strong scent of mint and cinnamon and his deep brown eyes had a magnetic force that was strong enough to pull you in. He leaned towards you and you swore that your heart was gonna jump out of your chest.

Shit, is he gonna kiss me?

Oh god, is he?

You closed your eyes as you tried to calm down your nerves. Tom wasn’t stopping and the moment your noses nearly touched, a shrill tone rang through the house.

Startled, both of you pulled away from each other. Tom picked up his phone and noticed that Haz was calling him. Muttering a string of profanities, he answered the call reluctantly.

“Yeah, mate...Um, sure... yeah. I will see you there,” he ended the call and turned to you. You still haven’t recovered from his sudden move towards you and now you had no idea on how to react now.

“Um, love I’m sorry that I have to leave now. I promised Haz that I would help choose a gift for Mia. I promise that I will help you set up for the sleepover tonight, darling,” he said as he slipped on his jacket and sent a small wave your way before stepping out the door.

Plopping yourself on the couch, you touched your face that was getting super hot and let out a soft sigh. A heavy feeling settled in your chest as you only thought of one thing.

What the fuck just happened?

➳

“Really, love? You are going with that?”

“Yes, and this is my final decision,”

“Oh God, Y/N, pizza and wine do not go well together,” he shook his head, a smile etched on his perfect face.

“In the Tom way, it doesn’t but in my way, it definitely does,” you responded smugly. He let out a loud laugh, his eyes gleaming with adoration for you. He picked up his wine glass and held it up in the air to make a toast.

“To another year of being single and miserable!”

“Hey, so are you saying that being with me is miserable?” you prodded, a teasing tone to your voice.

“Oh, how can I be miserable when I’m with you, darling?”

➳

After three boxes of pizzas and one too many glasses of wine, both of you were splayed out on the couch binge-watching Brooklyn Nine-Nine and Game of Thrones. 

“Tom, don’t you think that Jake and Amy look so cute together?” your eyes fixed on the screen.

When your question didn’t elicit a response from him, you nudged him to get his attention. A frown was evident on his face and he seemed to be thinking very deeply.

“Hey, Tom, you okay?” you shook his shoulders a little and it made him snap out of his trance and focus on you.

“Mhm yeah?”

“What were you thinking about, huh?”

“Its nothin’, love”

“Come on, tell me please...,”

“Do you really want to know?” you eagerly nodded your head.

“Okay, here it goes. Y/N, I think, no I’m sure that I have been in love with you since the day I met you. You have never failed to amaze me and I’m so grateful to have you in my life. You helped me through so many, stayed with me through thick and thin and also successfully put up with me. I absolutely gone crazy for you and I really would love to be more than friends. So, will you be the Amy to my Jake?”

You felt as if time had stopped and it was just you and Tom in the whole universe. He was in love with me the whole time? How did I not know about about this?

You were way beyond shocked to formulate a proper response in your head so you just sat there gaping at him. This lead to Tom thinking that he botched this whole proposing thing and he ruined his friendship with you.

“Oh love...if you don’t like me it’s totally okay. Please don’t fre-”

You cut him off by pressing your lips against his and slid your hands around his neck. Tom was surprised at first but he deepened the kiss and placed his hands on your hips. 

Crawling onto his lap, you started grinding against him, just as you let out a moan. He broke your kiss as you both looked at each other, panting heavily.

“Love, that was...amazing. So, you like me too?”

“I have always liked you, dumbass,”

“Wanna go to your room and continue?” you asked him, lust evident in his eyes.

“Sure, baby.”

➳

[eightmakar]

snow day blurbs!

I don’t have class tomorrow (thanks to “snow”) so i’m doing a blurb night! Send me NSFW, fluff, semi-smutty, or whatever! I’m not good at angst but i’ll do my best if requested

This is my favorite prompt list (types of kisses) if you want to have prompts to send in!

I write for:

Tom Holland

Harrison Osterfield

Harry Holland

Peter Parker

Shawn Mendes

Also if you are a reader of Rule Breaker (which you should be!) feel free to send in Shawn and Tessa blurb requests!

Some AU options for blurbs:

Baseball

Mob

Boxer

CEO

Doctor

Knight/Royal

or your favorite underrated au

let’s have some fun y’all!!

tagging mutuals whose followers i think will enjoy this:

@heavenly---holland (who is also having a blurb night and writes for ben hardy if he floats your boat) @the-claire-bitch-project @starksparker @moonkissedtom @peterplanet @dtftomholland @musiclover1263 @checkthisoutmaybeifyouwanna @goldenhemmings @astrospideys @thotgomery @spiderboytotherescue @tomhollandeu @marvelousmendess @shawnm521@ilovejackavery @littlemissbaksi @mendesmusical 

[stardust-revengers]

Singing in the shower. Bucky Barnes x Reader.

Request: nah

Warnings: nah, like one curse word that’s all fam.

Sidenote: it probably most likely sucks ass, I legit wrote in at 3am because I couldn’t stop thinking about how I haven’t written in forever so Yee yee it sucks.

A/N: I just ya know had this thought in my ap Lang class when I might have should have been writing my essay,,,,,But hey I got the essay done so h a, okay sorry off topic, this isn’t a request I just felt really bad for not writing and all so I decided to get this idea out of me head I hope you guys like it :)!! Feedback/like/ reblog would be very much appreciated and I would die for you I love u okay :)!!!

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You weren’t going to lie to yourself when you knew that everyone in the avengers team was a tad bit stronger than you were, but were you going to admit it? Nah. But hey training with them constantly and them trusted you to go on mission with them every since you joined the team three months is a great accomplished and a great thing you got going on here.

Walking into the bathroom on the floor your room was on with a pair of clothing in your hand an a towel just in case there’s wasn’t one in there already, in the other, you were eager to get in there and just relax, Turing on the water and undressing yourself as you got into the shower, while the hot water ran down your body and untensed your muscles you stood there for awhile taking it all in, enjoying the quietness while it lasted.

Yes living with the avengers was the time of your life but damn they can be a handful, between Thor and Loki constantly bickering since Loki’s return, steve with his ‘AVENGERS ASSEMBLE’ and ‘ LANGUAGE’ and tony and that doctor strange newbie eye screwing each other, it was to say the least,,a lot. And you didn’t even wanna think about Sam and Bucky always bickering as well, almost as much as your two demi god friends do. But you loved them all, and you hated to admit it but you loved a certain winter soldier in particular, more than the others, you loved him in a way, you didn’t love the your avengers family. That certain someone just so happened to be the man himself Bucky or buck, Barnes, of course he only lets you call him buck and occasionally Steve obviously.

Shaking the thoughts of a certain someone you tried to just let your mind relax for once as you started to wash your hair with your favorite scented shampoo the music from your phone echoed off the walls of the bathroom. Your current favorite song rang through it like a perfect melody you sang along as well. Forgetting that you were in the bathroom you let your mind roam to your happy place of imagination and freeness, as you sang on the top of your lungs to your music blasting from your device.

Being so caught up in your playlist you realized you finished your shower routine, turned off the water dried yourself off while getting out of the shower, not heading over the loud music a knock and a familiar certain winter soldier voice asking you a simple question?

“Y/N?, hey doll you okay in there you’ve been in there for almost an hour?” . Your voice can be heard from outside the door, you were singing along to the music and Bucky couldn’t help but form a smile across his face. How adorable, you were singing along to music, but not just that, you didn’t even realize your voice was the most beautiful thing Bucky has ever heard.

You were singing at the top of your lungs, not the best but who cared if you were In the shower you sing till your heart's desire, you weren’t much of a singer in general but sometimes you just gotta sing along to your favorite song. Carefully you wrapped the towel around your body tightly, grabbing your belongings you walked to the door of the bathroom now slightly humming to yourself in hopes of no other avengers would hear you singing. Flinging the door wide open right in flesh was none other than the man himself, Bucky.

“Oh you are alive, I was starting to think you died in there or lost your voice or straight up ignoring me .ya know, since you weren’t answering me back.” The words rolled off his tongue like a song, a smirk fell upon his lips at his snarky comment hit you. Buck has always been a flirt, by the talks from Steve he always flirted with every girl, and you to be honest, but you liked to think every once in awhile that maybe his flirting with you was a little bit more. You hopped he felt the same feelings you felt for him.

“oh so you were waiting for me now were you?”. A grin formed on Bucky's face as he shook his head with a smile. “Doll, I’ll always wait for you”

You didn’t want to admit it but that made you blush,your face was probably the color of Scott’s suit if anything. At an attempt to change the subject to try and hide the fact you were about to turn to jelly you asked him “wait, what do you mean lose my voice buck?”, praying he didn’t hear your embarrassing signing session in your private time. He then calmly answered,”oh don’t act like I didn’t hear you singing in there y/n”.

Great, now your face was even redder than, what Thor’s cape now?, if that’s even a fucking color, You thought to yourself.

“Don’t stop on my account doll, I just realized, but i really like your voice” , again, there he goes again, flirting, and making you actually turn into a puddle of death, because god this man that you were in love with, probably sees you as a friend, and doesn’t even have the same feeling as you.

“Bucky, I- well, um,,,,,,thanks?”, that was more of a question than a statement and you both knew it, did you really not know the effect you had in Bucky? How much he wanted to be with you, how much he wished that the flirting would catch on, how he is constantly near you, or wanting to be with you, to hold you, love you, and kiss you?

Bucky's thoughts got the best of him because the next thing he knew he cut off your rambling with his lips against yours, the sensation felt like an eternity of emotions being held back just breaking through a damn, because wow did you wait for him, forever to do that, ever since you laid eyes on him you wanted to be his and ever since he laid eyes on you he wanted to be yours.

After what felt like only seconds you broke away, confused, yet relieved, happy, and a tad br anxious to do that again. “Why did you do that I thought you didn’t feel the same?”

“Y/n, why the hell would you ever think that?”, his voice had sarcasm in it but the loving kind, the kind an old married couple would use on each other. “I don’t know I just thought that you didn’t see me as a friend, and I tried to push those feelings away because I didn’t think you would feel the same”

Bucky's lips cut you off yet again, I guess you were wrong then, considering his answer to everything now his lips on yours, of course you didn’t have a problem with that. “Y/n, there is no one I’d rather than be with, that with you, but doll, I don’t Know if it was the echo of the bathroom or not but you really need to take some singing lessons or something!”

Now it was your turn to cut him off but no, not with a kiss, to a slight nudge to his chest, with a smile brightening across your face, and a slight laugh coming out of the two of you, “ugh, Rude”. I guess being caught singing in the shower was not the worst thing in the world.

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[dtftomholland]

Across the Road

I die for w|w softness

Pairing: MJ x reader

Request: could you do an mj x reader where the reader is even shy-er (sp?) then mj and she never talks but she observes her and finds her hidden talents (i personally really like to paint and do uke covers but no one really knows about that) and so mj starts drawing her while shes doing that and mj drops her books one day and the reader sees the drawing and they go out or something like that

My masterlist

Warnings: none, mutual pining, w|w

You bit your lip as you concentrated on the task at hand, your legs swinging leisurely off the edge of the 4 foot wall you were perched on top of. You sighed in frustration as your fingers strum your ukulele and the completely wrong chord came out. Pouting you pulled up the music sheet once more, scanning it until you found your error and smiling triumphantly when you finally started to play the right melody.

She watched you from across the road, sitting at the bench next to the bus stop, her eyes running over your figure, too far away to see the detail on your features but that didn’t matter, she had those committed to memory either way. Her pencil traced over the sketch book in front of her, adding another drawing of the girl to the many that were already in her sketchbook. She loved they way you scrunched your nose, slightly to the left when you couldn’t get the chords just right, she had first noticed it when you had sat at the back of the canteen, ukulele in your lap as you struggled to figure out the melody, you had started learning how to play the instrument that week and took it everywhere with you.

That was the day her crush had started blooming. Since then she hadn’t been able to keep her eyes off you, observing you from the sidelines she thought you looked beautiful no matter what you did, doing your maths homework, playing your ukulele and even during PE even though you sucked at dodgeball. She had multiple sketches of you, even one where you where at the board, answering a question, your hair loose, torso clad in a loose hoodie that covered your bum and your legs covered by your skinny jeans.

She sighed when you jumped down, hopping into the car that had come to collect you.

Your eyes wandered across the classroom as your teacher droned on about genetics, you had been distracted all class, in particular by one girl in your class. Her frizzy, unruly hair cascading down her shoulders, blending into the dark t-shirt she had on. Your eyes studied her features, she was gorgeous, high cheekbones, full lips and the longest lashes you had ever seen. Suddenly she turned to face you, as you made eye contact you quickly looked away, staring at your work in front of you as you could feel your cheeks and neck getting hot from being caught looking at her.

The rest of the class you tried your best to focus, but you couldn’t stop yourself from stealing glances at her every so often. When the bell finally rang you quickly packed up your books and slung your backpack over your shoulder, making your way to the door, your mind swirling with thoughts of homework and a special girl. Clearly you weren't paying attention as you crashed straight into the side of someone, eliciting a small ‘oof’ from them.

Their books spread across the floor, loose papers blowing away as you frantically tried to collect them, apologies falling from your lips as you turned to look at who you had bumped into. You froze once your eyes met with MJ’s, out of all the people you just had to knock into her. You gulped as your eyes fell to the sheets in your hands. Your brows furrowed as you scanned the drawings and eyes widening once you realised they were of you. MJ squealed once she saw her drawings in your hands, quickly snatching them as she tried to shove them into her backpack.

“MJ?” you hummed quietly. She ignored you, a soft flush adorning her cheeks as she refused to meet your gaze, instead busying herself with collecting the rest of her books. You rested your hand gently atop of them, slowing her down and eventually getting her to stop.

“Are those of me?” You wondered.

“You think I’m weird don’t you? I freaked you out.” She whispered. Bringing your hand up to her cheek you gently stroked it with your thumb, pulling her to face you, your other hand caressing her hair, pushing it away from her face. Giving her a small smile you mustered up the courage;

“D’you ever wanna hang out? Just the two of us?” you asked hopeful. 

“Yeah, I’d like that.” a smile finally gracing her gorgeous face. 

[moorehollandplz]

500 FOLLOWERS CELEBRATION BASH!

I’m finally there guys! And thank you all who follow me, read my work, like and/or share it!! You’re all so lovely! So, to mark the momentous occasion I would like to take requests!

Blurb Rules:

I will write for Tom and the gang. As well as Peter Parker.

And choose a dialogue prompt from and of the prompt links below… or make one up yourself, that’s cool too.

You can also combine prompts from the lists if you wish.

Please get your requests in between now and September 15th.

Please share this post to get the word out!

Prompt Lists:

Smut ❤️

Angst/Fluff 🥺🥰

Kisses 💋

I will tag all blurbs with #heathers500bash . I will try to write them as they come in, but with school being what it is… I may need some time to crank them out. If you don’t see your requested blurb by the end of the month, drop me a dm and I’ll go look for it!

Thanks again for being the best followers out there!!

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[naturallytom]

Sleepover/blurb night!!

come hang w/ me!! by the time i post this i’ll have (hopefully) heard about the position i applied to and interviewed for last weekend so im either celebrating or not celebrating!!

Sleepover

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Angst

 ↳ 100 ways to crush your soul

↳  Angst prompt

Mixed (fluff + angst)

↳ 101 imagine prompts

↳ Nearly 200 sentence starters (no nsfw!!)

↳  prompts list

who i write for: 

↳tom holland

↳peter parker

↳harrison osterfield

↳zendaya

↳mj 

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[uglypastels]

The Perfect Guy // Tom Holland

requested by @thedolphinsbee : short fic where tom is dating a med student or something

(a/n) I’m going with what we talked about. Hope its decent lol 

word count: 1638

warning: nope 

Tom stepped through the doors of the hospital. He ignored the many signs to different sections of the building, just immediately took a turn left and kept walking. If he stopped and actually thought about where he had to go it would only confuse him more.  

He had reached the floor you usually were at, together with the other students. He was just about to ask a nurse where he could find you when he saw you turn a corner, dressed in scrubs. 

“Tom!” you jogged up to him. “I’m so sorry, but I can’t leave yet, its super busy and they need all of us to- ughh... I don’t want to bore you with all the medical stuff.” you laugh. Tom just nodded in agreement but wanted to say that he would never get bored of you talking about your study. It was fascinating... And besides, maybe he could use it as research in case he ever needs to play a doctor. 

“that’s fine darling, I can wait.” 

“You sure? I don’t mind if you go home. I can take the bus.” 

“Don’t be ridiculous. Now, go save lives and I’ll wait here and then we can go get some pizza like you wanted.” he shooed you off. You wanted to reply that technically you weren’t saving any lives - just helping more experienced people do that - but you really had to go. 

Tom sat down in the waiting room. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and started scrolling through his apps. That continued for a few minutes until he felt something on his leg. He looked up from under his cap to see a little girl, carefully poking his knee. She must have been around seven or eight. 

“Are you Spider-man?” she whispered. Tom smiled and replied, in his Queens accent, “Yeah, I am. but shhh don’t tell anyone. It’s kind of a secret you know.”  The girl giggled. 

She was about to say something when a nurse walked up to her. “Mary, there you are. I’ve been looking all over the place for you.” That’s when Tom noticed that she was wearing pajamas and a little bathrobe. She was a patient. 

“No, I don’t wanna!” she cried out, pulling away from the lady, “it hurts.” She sat down next to Tom and hugged his arm, surprising him and the nurse. Her eyes widened and cheeks heated up, and Tom wasn’t sure that was because she recognized him or because the child clutching on to him. 

He raised a confused eyebrow and the nurse just sighed, shrugged sadly and mimicked the injection of a needle. Tom nodded that he understood and turned his attention to the girl. He continued talking in his Peter Parker voice. 

“Hey, Mary, it’s gonna be alright, kiddo.” 

“Nooooo,” she whined, “I’m scared.” 

“I don’t believe that. You look like a tough cookie.” she giggled at his comment. “You know what, I’m not really supposed to tell this to anyone, but Mr. Stark is super afraid of needles too.” Her eyes widened in surprise. 

“Really?” 

“Yeah, don’t tell him I told you that or he will take my suit away again. But yeah he is super scared of them. Like crazy scared. But Mr. Stark is also crazy brave. Just like you.” 

“See, Mary,” the nurse kneeled down to talk to her patient. “You can do it. Come on.” She reached out her hand for her but Mary just looked at Tom pouting. 

“Can you come with me, Spider-man?”

“Uhhh,” he shared a look with the nurse. She looked just as unsure as he did. “No, I’m sorry kid, I have to wait here for someone. But I believe in you. You can do it. High five?” he put up his hand. Mary smiled and hit his hand with her small one. He pretended like he just took a big hit. “Woah, you’re strong!” 

The girl squealed in happiness before going with the nurse. She kept turning around and waving. Tom waved back until she was gone. He turned his phone back on.  

Some more minutes later, he saw the same nurse walk up to him. “Hi, sorry to bother you, but you’re Tom Holland, right?”  

“Yeah,” he chuckled as he put his phone away. 

“Wow, I’m a huge fan! What you do- it’s amazing! Are you waiting for a doctor or...” 

“No, I’m waiting for my girlfriend. Her shift should end any minute.” 

“Argh, and you’re sweet too.” she laughed, “Uhm, anyway, I wanted to say thank you. You really helped Mary get over her fears of needles. Poor kid hates them. She used to run away every time.” 

“yeah, no problem. Is she gonna be alright?” 

“We hope so, but like you said, she is strong. She’s definitely a fighter.” she laughed nervously, “and also a bit of a blabber. She told all the kids in the ward that she met Spider-man and, I know that this must be really inappropriate because I know this is your own private time, but they are dying to meet you.” 

“Ah no, it's fine. I would love to meet some fans,” he smiled. “If the hospital and parents are okay with it, of course.” 

“Really? Ah, that would make their day! Okay, follow me.” She lead him to the part of the hospital that was most definitely meant for kids. The walls weren’t a depressing shade of grey. They were colorful, with pictures of all kinds of fictional characters like Winnie the Pooh, Princess Leia and... huh, there was Spider-Man. 

There was one wall that was mostly one big pinboard, filled with drawings. 

The nurse, whose name turned out to be Jane, showed him the way to the playroom. A few kids were sitting around and playing. When the door opened, their little heads shot up from their toys to look at the people walking inside. A boy gasped. Another yelled out: “Spider-Man!!”  and ran toward Tom and hugged his legs. 

“Oof, hey big guy, hows it hanging?” The other kids followed walked up to Tom. “Hi guys, I’m Peter.” he waved to them and they all waved back excitedly. The boy that had a hold of his legs let him go and looked up. 

“That’s my name too!” 

“Alright!” Tom squatted down so the kids didn’t have to strain their necks. Some of them took that as a sign to sit down on the ground. They all looked at him in awe. 

A girl with black pigtails asked: “Are you really Spider-Man?” 

“I sure am.” 

“So where is your super suit?” a boy with blonde curls questioned further. 

“Ugh, my aunt put it in the dryer and it shrank. Can you believe it? Mr Stark is making me a new one though.”

“Is it gonna have a cape?” 

“No,” Tom laughed, “no capes.” He couldn’t help make at least one the Incredibles joke. These kids were giving him so many opportunities. 

He talked to them for a good hour. By that time you had ended your shift and got changed into your normal clothes. You walked into the hallway where you expected Tom to wait for you, but he wasn’t there. Maybe he went to the toilet?  So you waited for a moment, but when, after five minutes, he still hadn’t shown his cute face you were getting confused. 

You checked your phone to see if he had left you any messages. Nope. This didn’t make any sense. He wouldn’t ditch you like that. But where the hell was he then? 

Then you heard some nurses talk as they passed you. “Oh my god, did you hear who is here?”  

“Yeah, Tom freaking Holland!” the two women giggled. “you know, I hate working with kids, but I am so jealous of everyone in the pediatric wing.” Of course, he went to visit the kids. He couldn’t help but play pretend with his younger fans. Smiling to yourself, you made your way to that part of the building. 

The moment you stepped through the big doors separating the general part of the hospital and the more child-friendly part, you could hear his laugh. Followed by the many noises made by the children. 

You walked to the play area. Tom was sitting on the ground. He had just caught a big teddy bear that was thrown at him by a little girl. He was smiling, little crinkles under his eyes. 

“Hey! What was that for?” 

“You called Boocky stoopid!” the little girl accused him. “He isn’t stoopid.” 

“Okay, sorry.” His eyes found you in the door. His already joy-filled eyes lit up even more. 

“Ahh, guys, I’m sorry but I gotta go.” He started to slowly get up. A collective groan from the kids erupted. they also got up and all attacked him into a big hug. Of course, most of them only reached up to his thighs but it didn’t stop them from a tight hug. he high-fived the kids that couldn’t reach him. 

“Bye guys!” Finally, when they let go of him he walked up to you. The kids were waving like maniacs. Bright smiled on their little faces. You had a feeling that for some of them it was the first time in a while that they had smiled like that. 

You walked behind Tom until you left the ward, then immediately wrapped your arms around his middle. His arm found its way over your shoulder. 

“That was adorable,” you said and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “You are seriously the most perfect guy there is out there.”

“I try to be.” he kissed your forehead. Enveloped in each other like that, you walk outside.  

“So, you still feeling like eating pizza,” he asked as you both opened your doors to the car, “Cause I sure as hell could eat a Hawaiian?”  You roll your eyes as you step into the car. 

Okay, he was almost the perfect guy.

The End

> masterlist in bio 

> please let me know what you think !! I live for feedback and comments

> tagging: 

@thelazypangolin @andwhatdostarsdobest @tomhollanders2013 @anxieteandbiscuits @spiderrrling @summernykole @fratboievans (happy b-day!!)  @dtftomholland @lovelyspidey @hey-its-grey @silverofthunder @musiclover1263 @awkwardfangirl2014

[softscottlang]

Snowed in Sleepover

We literally have a winter advisory warning, I might be stuck here all weekend

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[grussell63]

Blurb Night, booiiis!

So, yeah, I’m taking a little break from studying today and I thought why not turn the day into a day where I get back to writing.

Below the cut are prompts from my Writing Challenge (which you can still take part of until April 2nd btw) and yeah, I guess feel free to send some requests with any of the boys and all that stuff, don’t know if anyone wants to participate but I’m bored anyway, so go, I guess. 

I can’t promise I’ll get them all done today and tomorrow I get back to studying but I’m probs going to finish them somewhere down the line lol.

pls no smut since I can’t be bothered with that right now

AU’s

Roommate AU

Neighbors AU

Soulmate AU

College AU

Friends to Lovers AU

Enemies to Lovers AU 

Dialogue Prompts

“I hate you.” - “Why? I’m lovely.” 

“You wanna know what I’m thinking?” - “Not really, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.”

“It’s only stupid if it doesn’t work.”

“I’m sorry I called you stupid, I thought you already knew.”

“You said you wanted my honest opinion, and there you have it. You’re a dumbass.”

“You’re questioning my methods?” - “I’m not questioning it, I’m saying it’s stupid.” 

“I think I’m in love with you and I don’t know what to do.” 

“I heard that!” - “You were supposed to!” 

“Do I get bonus points if I act like I care?” 

“I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass.” 

“It’s amazing how fast the world can go from bad to total shit storm.” 

“Sometimes it’s easier to let go.” 

“I don’t know you anymore.” - “You never did.”

“I love you.” - “You have an interesting way of showing it.” 

“We can’t go back in time, so stop trying to reverse what you said.” 

“We were doomed from the beginning.” 

Kisses

A kiss in the rain.

A kiss in the shower.

A kiss under the stars.

A kiss after missing each other.

A kiss after confessing feelings.

A morning kiss 

First kiss

Forehead kiss 

“I thought I lost you”-Kiss

The first public kiss 

Peeps for attention? @harryrholland (jeez, yes I’ll write you something for harry) @starksparker @dtftomholland @sincerelymlg @spiderboytotherescue @cosmetologynerd @thequeensardine @noir-spiderr

[tommybaholland]

tommybaholland’s 700 followers new year’s celebration 🎉🍾🤯💫🥰💖💐🥂🔥✨

(loopy tom gif not mine)

ahhh wow, cant believe 700 people are following me, an american idiot ! what a journey it has been, cant wait to see where it continues to take me...but for now,

LETS CELEBRATE!!

heres what YOU (my lovely followers&mutuals) can do to join in on the partaay:

 blurb requests: choose one (or many) of the prompts listed below!

i’ll write for tom, haz, or peter parker (smut requests for 18+ only!)

small blog appreciation: send in a growing writing blog (no more than 2K followers) who we should give more love!!

i’ll tag them and reblog their masterlist! 

other fun ask stuff!

send a 😈 + three people for fmk

send a 👑 + category for top 5 favorite _____

send a ☕️ + an unpopular opinion and i’ll let u know what i think (’ceara...no one wants that’)

tell me your resolution for 2019!!

tell me about your crush (fictional or irl!)

vent it out to me and i’ll try my darnedest to give advice!

ask me anything you want! 

i’m finally putting actual work into continuing GRIND so go nuts and send me a bunch of stuff now so we can celebrate over the New Year!!

i’d like to thank you all again for supporting me and reading the wild shit i write, truly means a lot! 

much appreciated mutuals tags (bc i’m nervous): @tomhollanders2013 @dtftomholland @thothollandd @naturallytom @parkerpuff @screamholland @gottaletgopete @spiderboytotherescue @petersshirts @twilightparker @tomsh0lland 

prompts for blurbs (please send number(s) + full prompt)

angst:

1. “I thought you loved me.” 2. “Don’t leave me...” 3. “Don’t die on me — please.” 4. “I never meant to hurt you.” 5. “Why did you spare me?” 6. “I love you... but I need to leave.” 7. “Why would you say that?” 8. “We can’t keep this up forever.” 9. “Is that what you think of me?” 10. “When did this happen?”

fluff:

11. “I wish we could stay like this forever.” 12. “You’re cute when you’re angry.” 13. “Can we cuddle?” 14. “It’s lonely here without you.” 15. “What’s the matter?” 16. “I want to protect you.” 17. “You’re so beautiful.” 18. “Stop being so cute.” 19. “How did we get here?” 20. “Stop hogging all the blankets!”

general:

21. “Are you high?” 22. “That wasn’t funny.” 23. “Was I really that drunk?” 24. “Are you cold?” 25. “I can take care of myself just fine!” 26. “Are you okay?” 27. “What on earth are you wearing?” 28. “Go back to bed.” 29. “Your turn to do the dishes.” 30. “I haven’t slept in four days...”

smut:

31: “Stop teasing me so much...” 32: “Do you like it when I touch you like that?” 33: “Okay...this is new.” 34: “Well, fine; just this once.” 35: “If you’re bored; wanna have sex?” 36: “Car sex looks so much easier in the movies.” 37: “We can’t do that here!” 38: “Mmm, that feels so good.” 39: “Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you?” 40: “Come here.”