#i adore tom holland this is not anti tom holland

[flodaya]

lets do this, official FYC campaign for the second annual Arts Awards @artsimpourtzi

TOMDAYA

Bestest moment of the year (aka the Arts Golden Crown award)

Most underrated moment of the year: tz at the brother's trust event

Most unexpected moment of the year

Best pretzeling exhibit

Best photo of the year

Sappiest moment of the year, sappy horny clingy disgusting, whatever you want to call it

Favorite concert

this is the hardest decision but i'm going with Usher, beyoncé 1.0 had the best moment of the year, but Usher had many hits in one night

Best city of the year (aka the MCA award)

London, hands down no competiton, let's not even kid ourselves, do not snub London istg

ZENDAYA

Best moment of the year: dayachella

Best red carpet outfit of the year

Best down bad moment of the year, girl GET UP

Best online moment of the year (RIP): posting tom unprovoked, girl????

TOM HOLLAND

Best down bad moment of the year

When I feel most myself has to do with my relationship When I feel most myself has to do with my relationship When I feel most myself has to do with my relationship When I feel most myself has to do with my relationship When I feel most myself has to do with my relationship When I feel most myself has to do with my relationship When I feel most myself has to do with my relationship When I feel most myself has to do with my relationship When I feel most myself has to do with my relationship When I feel most myself has to do with my relationship When I feel most myself has to do with my relationship

Best online moment of the year, tom just randomly posting the most adorable picture of Z on his feed 🥹

ABOUT TOMDAYA (friends, family, lore)

Best Noon moment of the year: hanging out with your british granny and the mom of your dad's ex that your dad lowkey used as a rebound when your mommy and daddy went through a temporary break

Best Tomdaya tea

that one of the choir teacher and granny daphne.... likeeeee it's REAL #tome

Most unhinged anti theory of the year (aka the Flodaya award)

when they called the cute dorky picture tom posted for Z's birthday "active disprespect" lol

Most memorable tomdaya rumour of the year

the nonexistent rumor that Z posted an engagement ring and her overreaction to the whole thing, girllllll SO suspicious

Best account of people seeing them but NO PICTURES 😭

tz on a holland family vacation in portugal

TOMDAYA FANDOM

Best unglad art piece

glady's rendition of Z spreading her legs

The "you had to be there" tumblr moment award, seeing noon in EUROPE???? knowing it meant Z was staying in london for a WHILE, ohhhh i have not felt such parasocial joy in months

Biggest delulu moment of the year that came true: beyoncé 2.0

[hurtspideyparker]

Why do you love Peter Parker? Do you think he deserves to be happy? (I want him to but no pressure, I’m just curious about what you think)

Peter Parker the light of my life, the gold in the sky and the glimmer at night, my inspiration, my gem, the ache in my heart.

I love Peter because for one he is so nerdy and sarcastic. I adore how quick-witted he is; like obviously he's a genius in physics and chemistry (and just in general), but being able to come up with funny remarks and stabbing insults while in the middle of a fight genuinely makes him so intelligent. And also when he uses his intellect IN a fight, like with Dr. Strange and geometry in the mirror dimension. Don't get me started on comic book Peter because he's created technology worth billions and at times outsmarted Tony Stark, Reed Richards, Hank Pym... he's just insane. 

I also just adore how geeky and awkward he is. He may be an insanely cool and beloved superhero but he also stutters when he talks to girls, geeks over Star Wars, and builds computers for fun. Peter Parker has superhuman reflexes but will also trip over his own feet. It's just incredibly endearing.

Personally I like Tom Holland's Peter the most because of how young and goofy he is. I want to see him be awkward, weird, shy, young, stupid. I enjoy seeing the contrast of inexperience and extreme power he possesses when in battle. It also makes the angst more delicious because that's a literal baby who's just been stabbed, crushed, beaten and bruised. 

The sheer New York of him too. Accent, attitude, proud and polite. He is a friendly neighbourhood hero! He watches out for the little guy! I feel like it's not something we see with many heroes. They usually focus on the big issues and major villains, but Peter is willing to help old ladies cross the street or prevent muggings. It's really sweet and simple. And when New York repays the favour? Top tier!!! He is the people's princess <3. I love that for him it's all worth it- every single person, citizen, problem. It's worth his time. 

Then there's his morality and self-control. One thing about Peter is that he's insanely strong and deadly. He's constantly holding himself back because he doesn't want to kill anybody. So in every fight not only is he battling the sensory overwhelm and keeping track of his enemies attacks, but he's also remembering to hold back his punches and kicks. He's vocally anti-murder and that's always been a really strong theme for him. It's what makes the moments where he does consider murder so much heavier. If a man who's constantly performing self-control and actively choosing to not do harm is pushed so far as to end a life? Terrifying. Peter chooses good over and over again; he spares the villain, sides with redemption, finds the solution- he chooses peace. I enjoy that for all the joyful, sweet, and bright energy he brings, there's this deep rageful darkness within him. The moments it shines through really remind us of how much wrath and trauma he really possesses.

In every universe Peter loses the things he loves most and still somehow keeps moving forward, finds the courage to still be Spider-Man. I think it says a lot about him that he can be beaten and broken so many times and still come out virtuous. His optimism, that hunger and responsibility for good? Just unmatched. So eager to do what's right that it ends up being his hamartia. It's actually pretty beautiful. 

And at the end of the day, Peter Parker is selfless. The hurt, loss, risks. All he does is give and give to make sure others are safe. He'll give up his own opportunities and happiness for the greater good every single time. He's an absolute sweetheart who will never pick himself. That's why I love Peter Parker.

So do I think he DESERVES happiness? UM, NOBODY DESERVES IT MORE THAN HIM. He's done so much for everyone, he's more than earned some happiness in return. He deserves to be happy and healthy for the rest of his life, to be at MIT with his best friends, in love, to have parental figures that DON'T DIE. 

Now do I WANT him to be happy... let's just say he looks really pretty in red and blue.

I want my man bloody and bruised, red rimmed eyes and voice cracking over tears. He's my favourite person in the universe and unfortunately for him I love angst so... yes I want him happy so he can then be sad again >:). No but seriously he deserves to be happy but bro can not catch a break (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

[kitcat992]

The WGA strike is delaying the next MCU Spiderman movie. If only it would get cancelled completely! No Way Home ruined MCU Spiderman. And how can Peter go on anyway? Did the spell erase memories, photographs, documents, etc, but somehow leave him with a birth certificate and social security number? Sorry but that just adds a layer of absurdity to an already terrible ending. Plus I'm sick of seeing the hate MCU Peter gets. I found out about the movie delay on the "anti mcu" tag and I saw people were still calling him "Iron Boy Jr." That was always a misnomer to begin with, but it's all the more so now considering the NWH ending erased his connection to Tony. I just wish the MCU would end once and for all so that old wounds wouldn't keep getting reopened.

Listen, I'll ALWAYS love superheroes and Marvel. But I'm so thankful we're seeing the death of superhero movies. And that's okay, every era comes to an end eventually. Westerns, romcons, etc. They all have their time and then fade away.

And as someone who adores superheroes, the saturation to the market has just been too much and the quantity over quality has left a terrible taste in my mouth. I dunno what the fuck they even think they can do with the next Holland Spider-Man movie but I assure you I have zero interest after No Way Home 🤷‍♀️ NWH was the only MCU movie I watched after Endgame and that hasn't changed, either. The MCU has been long since dead to me and I'm glad to finally reach a point where hearing this news makes no difference in my life.

It's a shame. I loved Tom Holland in Spider-Man Homecoming but goddamn did they do him dirty with everything that followed.

[padfootastic]

Not an unpopular opinion at all I think but some people are very passionate about exactly the opposite thing so here goes

1. Tony Stark was the best part of MCU similar to Batman being the best part of DC

2. Killing Tony was the biggest mistake because MCU Phase 4(?) does not even hold a candle because Tony, Captain and all the amazing character are gone. The only one I can mildly tolerate watching now is Antman (and that is because Paul Rudd is so hot)

3. The last Thor movie which was released was the worst MCU movie ever made (though this might not be unpopular at all)

And I'm sorry for sending this because this is not something you post about but I have seen *some* iron man posts on your dash and I thought why not

omg an mcu ask!!!! please don’t apologise, i love this sm. and ur right, i’ve def posted some IM content bc i’m obsessed w both tony stark and rdj and tho i don’t talk about it, he owns a nice, large piece of my heart.

1. Strongly agree

can’t speak for DC but gosh, yes. tony stark is hands down the heart & soul of MCU. i literally just look at ts comps on youtube all the time bc i can’t stand the movies when they’re so anti tony :( but i also just. really like him ykno? and deeply thirst after him as well. he’s not just impeccable eye candle, but also a great muscle man AND the best brawn possible. literally the perfect package. also, u just know he fucks so hard.

2. Agree

yeah, i feel u. i’m not very invested in MCU as a whole so i don’t feel too passionate about it but amy movie without iron man automatically becomes meh to me. also just, this might be the real unpopular opinion here but i feel like they really butchered mcu spider-man?? like i adore tom holland, he’s v good in the role, but the plot is so stupid? it makes me cringe v v bad to the point i couldn’t even watch the third SM movie tbh.

3. Neutral

ooooh i’ve been v cut off from civilisation for a while so i haven’t watched it (and i’m terrible w any visual media that’s not in theatres hehe) but i’ve heard very mixed reviews about it so zero opinion from my side, friend.

Send me unpopular opinions!

[raplinesmoon]

Ok going straight Marvel here:

Jin - major Thor vibes, knows he’s pretty. But has the power to silence everyone in the room. (Like when he sliced Thano’s head off) laidback, Dad jokes.

Yoongi - major anti-hero vibes with a good heart. I’m thinking Magneto. Controlled, clean and powerful. But breaks his own heart. Or Bucky.

Hoseok - tbh I get Ant Man vibes 🤣 I love Hoba but he has such a similar soul power to Paul Rudd. Liquid sunshine. If Yoongi’s Bucky then Hobi is Sam.

Namjoon - fuck I hate myself for this, Starlord. But it makes sense, attractive, leader, clumsy. He also gives me Iron Man vibes, the true leader and getting beat up by his own creations.

Jimin - I’m seeing Cap for JM, little boy gets big man booster. Also those powerful love eyes.

Taehyung - Cyclops, madly in love with Jean and very protective of his crew + new people entering.

Jungkook - Spider-Man 1000% Tom Holland version. Maybe a little romantic Andrew Garfield in there.

Wait hahaha the fact that I’ve nearly watched every single one of these movies this week 💀

Jokes aside though, I think this is great! Jin as Thor didn’t come to my head immediately, but your explanation made it click for me with the jokes and the pretty boy vibes! And him dealing with brats (ahem, Loki)

Ooooh Yoongi as an anti-hero!! I can totally see the Bucky vibes, I even remember there were a few fics about winter soldier Yoongi out there I think! May I humbly throw my hat in the ring for Hawkeye too though? I think he has those tortured vibes

Hobi and Scott!! This is totally a pairing I can get behind I think he’d be so funny as Ant-Man and bring that lightness to any situation. But also the Sope Falcon and Winter Soldier pairing has me going through it

I never thought of Star Lord for Joon but I can see it!! I am a supporter of the loveable dork Joon agenda so I can totally imagine him bringing his Walkman and listening to Nas in space lmao. Iron Man also makes sense with the leader vibes

Jimin as Cap!! This is perfect imo he has that glow up hero story that everyone dreams up. Also Jimin is an icon in kpop and Cap is an iconic superhero, aka the first Avenger!!

Taehyung’s is interesting, it’s been a bit since I’ve seen X-Men, but I generally remember liking Cyclops and thinking that he was a good guy and a romantic! His love for Jean 🥺💕

And Spideykook! I adore Tom Holland, don’t get me wrong, but Andrew Garfield’s Spidey holds a special place in my heart!! Just imagining him with that bouquet of flowers like Andrew was… ahhhhhhhhh

which superheroes would bts be?

[taylortruther]

Just to clarify — (OG here). I don’t hate, or whatever, neither do I have an agenda. I genuinely am trying to gravitate and love him because I’ve read the books, adored Normal People and Sally is an author I recommend to everyone. I just feel pretty underwhelmed by the teasers of him as Joe (his Irish accent is quite not there.) Not everyone is an anti, but I always expected him to be more personable, and I assume charming? But he just isn’t. Not everyone has to be enchanted besides Taylor, lol.

How does being aggressive NOT make you boring? What, aggressive makes you thrilling? He’s just not personable. It’s hard to be enchanted by him unlike other actors. Tom Holland comes to mind immediately and he’s all joking with the interviewers and welcoming. Joe just doesn’t seem to really want to open up so he gives very line to line answers and because of the guarding that makes him dull. That’s not a bad thing, just he doesn’t appeal to me.

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i don't even know why you'd call him aggressive 💀 but that's fair, you don't have to like him or "get it." you can prefer others. that's not under debate. it just made me laugh that it was an unpopular opinion. but if it helps, i knew you weren't one of the anons defending their right to hate joe all day, your ask just started it (and that's not your fault tbh)

[valkyrieandstrangeridingaragorn]

Thing is that Tom is very vocal about how he adores Loki’s friendship with Mobius. He never directly praised the tva but in a lot of interviews he always talked about how Mobius loves Loki and how their love is, quote his words, really real. Not necessary in a romantic way of course. But he’s clearly very happy with Loki’s friendship with Mobius and sees Mobius as Loki’s found family. I believe he said there was mutual respect between the 2 of them too. My point is that if Tom saw thing the way we do, he’d voice his opinion against how marvel portrayed the tva and how they portrayed Mobius as a character and I believe marvel would listen to him. But apparently Tom is on board with marvel. And they know they don’t have to care about the message this sent as long as the majority of fans are also fangirling over Mobius and sylvie. It’s scary because on Twitter, Instagram and TikTok, Mobius is almost as popular as Loki is now and everyone I follow is rooting for him. So they’re never gonna listen to us

I'm not a fan of Hiddleston and in fact I don't like the guy so I'm a little biased here, but I know of a few things he's said in the past about Loki that I don't particularly like and sounded a bit like the stuff the antis say about him... so it's nothing new. It's gotten worse since the series released though.

But anyway, I believe there is a fine line between not biting the hand that feeds you and giving out so many interviews praising the first episode and claiming Mobius cares and loves Loki.

He may not want to say anything negative about Marvel but I still remember that years ago someone asked Chris Evans during the CW promo if he would have signed the Accords or not in real life and he said he would have signed them. And nothing happened, he was just giving his personal opinion even if it contradicted what Steve does in the movie. Hiddleston could be doing the exact same thing, but if he chooses to engage in this whole "Mobius is so good to Loki" bullshit that's his prerogative.

Tell you the truth, I don't really care too much about what the actors say or don't say. Just look at Benedict every time he's spoken about MoM. He's super polite but he says a few things here and there in interviews... not much more than that though. At the end of the day they can't make any decisions and in a studio as strict as Marvel they have little say. I still remember Tom Holland in an interview about Uncharted he kept saying how happy he was that he had a say in what happened in the movie, that he wanted to work with Antonio Banderas and the studio listened to him... it was pretty funny to hear him say that as it felt that, in a way, he was kind of claiming at Marvel he has no say whatsoever about anything.

[malyen0retsev]

sometimes i think about how in 2012, when andrew garfield was asked which avenger peter would like most he said ‘idk but he’d hate tony stark, too arrogant, ethics are dubious, and peter's a man of the people, peter's the working class hero’

and how andrew got dropped from the franchise bc he refused to shut up and ‘bow down to homophobia’, and said multiple times that peter should be bi

and how in response to those things, marvel changed the contracts so all future incarnations of peter parker had to be caucasian and heterosexual. and then they made mcu spidey very much reliant on tony stark

which is a long winded way of saying that andrew garfield was the realest peter we ever had, and how angry it makes me the way that marvel absolutely shat on him and went out of their way to go against what he tried to fight for... and that there is a huge smugness in me that despite all of that, marvel couldn’t quash people’s love for andrew and they needed him and tobey for NWH, and that in the run up to mcu spidey 3, what i see trending every day on twitter is WHERE IS ANDREW GARFIELD and yk what it’s what he fucking deserves

[littleturtle95]

I was scrolling my Facebook dashboard and I found the most horrendous post ever.

A Facebook friend of mine just wrote that she finds Tom Holland disgusting, that he looks like a dumb toddler, like a cockroach and that he's just pretty ugly.

Ugly.

A cockroach.

Disgusting.

I can't make it, really. How could be someone so blind and so full of rage to just rant randomly against an actor with such hate?

I'm shocked. And he's wonderful, btw.

Fuck you, Federica.

[donttellpeterparker]

Save Me Tonight

NWH SPOILERS PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED IT YET!

Or... if you don't really care and want to read then please, carry on lovely reader

Summary: The villains were back and becoming unstoppable. How was Peter going to stop them this time? Maybe with the help of some unlikely brothers. One of which had caught your eye... this was going to be bad.

A/N: I've had this idea since I saw the film and honestly couldn't stop writing. Yes, reader is Tom Hollands Peters sister and is falling for Andrews Peter, to me they’re quite different in personality (comparing TASM and HC).

A/N 2: Did I stay up till 6am writing this? absolutely not

Requested: No

Word Count: 6.7k, a longy to welcome you all back to the chaos that is my writing, if you want a second part let me know! xx

Warning(s)?: F!Reader, Slow build up, angst, fighting, Character death, NWH SPOILERS!!!, Fluff, Blood, umm... cringe?, change of writing style (briefly), Y/N being a general badass

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Save Me Tonight

It was a stupid idea, too many things could go wrong but there was nothing you could do once your brother put his mind to something. He's been through enough, with the events that has occurred within the last week, it's all too much. In fact, what were you even still doing here? There was a hundred places you'd rather- no.. needed to be. Organising a funeral for Aunt May being one of them...

The thought alone brought another tear to your eye. When will you stop crying? When will the pain ever cease? You let out a long sigh.

''Look... I think I can repair the devices for Dylan and Marco... the others-'' Your brother, Peter Parker 1 spoke up to the Peter parker 2 and 3. That alone was something you were still trying to get used to. Ned and MJ had filled you in only moments after they arrived with them in tow when you were on the rooftop, trying to comfort Peter.

''Well I got Connor's, I've already cured him once so no big deal...'' Peter 3 spoke, earning a look from everyone in the room including yourself. He stopped fiddling with the device in his hands and glanced up, sheepishly with a smile.

''What? It's no big deal'' You couldn't control the small smile that grew across your cheeks. As soon as it arrived you quickly wiped it away, now was not a time for even a peek of happiness, too many lives have been lost and you were at fault for that. You were with Aunt May in the hotel when everything went down, they both wanted you as far away as possible but that was not an option, if your family was in so were you. Ever since Peter revealed his secret to you, you made sure you were the one behind him at all times, learning everything you could and even began training in self defence to assist in any way you could. You were never anything compared to his abilities, but you were more strategic when it came to battle, he had the nerve for fighting criminals whereas you had the knack for setting the plan into motion.

You could only hope that Aunt May was looking on, proud of her nephew. You selfishly wished maybe she was proud of you too but... it didn't matter, all that mattered at the moment was saving everyone and maybe....maybe, getting out of all of this alive.

''Good'' Peter 2 spoke up with an adoring smile for both the Peter's. Peter 3 took a few awkward steps away, scratching the back of his head as he went to a table at the back to begin. your eyes lingered after him for a moment before returning to your brother and the eldest Peter. You leant against the desk behind you with your arms crossed over your chest, desperately flooding your brain with knowledge and strategies you could use for a plan rather than... her.

''I think I can make an anti-serim for Dr Osborne... been thinking about it a long time...'' The eldest Peter stopped, glanced at both Peter and I before softly sighing.

''We gotta cure all of them... right?'' It was rhetorical but his eyes still traveled over us, wanting us to respond. Peter slumped his head down, you could see the way his body rocked softly with pain.

you bit your lip, glancing away not making eye contact. Of course you knew that but how? How in hell where you supposed to save the person who took the only family left in your life besides your brother. The person who has now made you orphans at their own hand. You couldn't forgive him, even if you tried. You lost too much to this world... there was too much hurt and pain and it consumed you, Aunt May was just added to that list and you could feel the list tear apart even more. You don't think another name could be added before it broke inside you and took you down with it once and for all.

''Right'' Your brothers voice was hoarse and filled with pain that it shook you to your core. You admired his strength and will and even honour. All you could do was follow in his footsteps.

''Right'' You voiced up softly, not trusting the sound of your own voice that cracked with raw emotion. Peter 2 looked over us both one last time and gave us a reassuring yet sympathetic look. I hated that look, both Peter and I have received it all our life because everyone around us died. A sad part of you knew that the look wasn't going to go away anytime soon.

''That's what we do'' Peter 2 directed that more to your brother than yourself but he made sure to glance your way as well, you were as much part of this as he was. He stepped away to his own station and began working on his devices. Your brother glanced up to both you and MJ, who was standing right beside you looking puzzled.

''What?'' he shyly asked.

''there's three you's'' She softly laughed and you nodded your head in agreement. You were never going to get use to seeing three of him... well spider-mans. they weren't all your brother from each universe as you learnt not too long ago, you were the only sibling to a spider-man which a part of you was relieved to hear. You'd hate for other versions of you to go through what you are currently going through.

''Hey... we haven't had a chance to talk yet... how are you-'' Mj turned to face you after a few moments and you instantly knew where this was going. It warmed your heart to hear the worry and concern in your best friends voice but you couldn't bare any more pity, not today. you turned to face her quickly and shook your head with a knowing look, she instantly closed her mouth and shrunk away, understanding completely that you didn't want to talk. She instead left after placing a warm hand on your shoulder in comfort towards Ned.

You needed to get out of your own head for a while so you walked around the room, glancing at all the different school science posters and knowledge boards that littered the room. it was a welcome distraction as both you and Peter shared a love for science, him more so after becoming Spider-man.

You hadn't even realised your feet took you to the desk where Peter 3 was, so engrossed in what he was doing he didn't notice your presence, or so you thought.

''I wouldn't take a step further if I was you'' You instantly stopped and ears perked up at the sound of his voice. He was a few years older than both you and your brother, though you didn't dare to ask any personal questions to either of the new Peter Parker's. Your curiosity could wait.

''What?'' You hummed, too entranced on one of the posters on the wall near his desk. Peter 3 looked up from his desk momentarily and glanced down at the ground in front of you causing you to follow his faze.

One, sad little banana peel laid near inches from your left foot. Laughter bubbled up inside you, humourless laughter but laughter none of the less. Out of all the ways to get hurt, a banana peel could be your undoing in a sense. You opted for a soft smile and shook your head, bending to pick it up with a glove left on the desk, placing it softly in the bin beside.

''Out of all the ways to go... a banana peel would sure be the most illogical'' Peter 3 had laughed softly at this and smiled before returning back to his work.

''There's dumber ways to die believe me'' He stopped, realising what he said and sighed before continuing on. He barely knew anyone here, including you yet he knew of the keen sting one leaves when they pass, especially in that sort of way.

''True, you could try petting a lion, or maybe eating a dart frog'' You had no idea what compelled you to talk but you did, wanting the distraction. Peter 3 chuckled once more, this time glancing up at you. You locked eyes with him and nodded, not allowing yourself to study his features before quickly looking away.

He seemed to notice your distance gaze because he spoke once more.

''Do you want to help me? I could use a second pair of eyes if you're not busy'' You had wanted to scoff at this. Busy? Your entire life has been nothing but chaotic and busy within the last 24 hours. This was the first time you've even had a chance to catch your breath. You did a little want to reject his kind offer, but the distraction would be more than welcomed at this point.

''Sure'' It wasn't until you sat down beside him, grabbed a pair of goggles and gloves and got stuck into helping that it dawned on you. You haven't even introduced yourself, in the craziness of everything it totally slipped your mind. Would it be weird to bring it up now?

''Sorry, I completely forgot to introduce myself earlier, my name is Y/N'' A soft tinge of red spread across your cheeks once the words left your mouth. He glanced up and smiled, chuckling.

''Nice to meet you, I'm Peter P- you already knew that... right'' It was still weird, your brother was Peter as well, just from this universe. Wow... there were 3 different Peter Parker's in circulation... who knew if there could have been more?

You both had kept up with small talk, little getting-to-know-you questions that weren't too personal for a few minutes before Ned spoke up hurriedly.

''Peter!'' of course, all three heads rose quickly and each held the exact same look leaving yourself bewildered.

''Yeah? Oh sorry... did you mean... or?'' Everyone apart from the three knitted their eyebrows in confusion as they all spoke in unison, as if they were the same person. in a way.... no not even close.

''Peter Peter'' Ned tried but falling short. You glanced between each three as they all pointed to each other, you rolled your eyes but with a small smile.

''He means you, Peter'' You spoke up, sharing a soft smile with your brother who returned it before returning his attention towards his best friend.

''The computer'' He points out, Peter's eyes shooting wide as he scurried over to see the diagnostics that was previously running had completed. After a few moments you resumed back with the current device, only needing one more piece before it was completed. Both you and Peter smiled in triumph once you were done, one step closer to putting this whole thing behind.

''Who knew you'd be a science whiz too, very impressive'' It came off sounding like he was a teacher complimenting a student but you appreciated the sentiment all the same. Though, you hardly recall blushing when a teacher ever said anything like that.

''I'm not as into it as my brother, but I do know a thing or two'' You both caught each other with a smile before everything finally fell into place.

''I'm ready!'' Your brother called out, alerting the other two Peter's.

''Yep, me too, okay... so now, all we gotta do is lure these guys someplace right? Try to cure them as they try to... kill us and then... send them home'' Peter 3 smiled sheepishly, shrugging his shoulders after speaking.

''Using a magic box'' Peter 2 joined in, still not quite sure how to process al this new... information.

''That's the plan'' Your brother spoke up followed by a small chuckle, not believing how this will work himself. Peter 3 abruptly turned, accidentally knocking you over slightly but his hands flew out to your waist before you could even stumble back. You hadn't realised you were standing that close in the first place.

''Sorry, my bad'' He stated, slowly releasing his hands from your waist before looking over to Peter 2.

''So what, are you going to go into battle dressed as a cool youth pastor? Or... you got your suit?'' Peter 2 lowered his t-shirt to reveal his own spider-man suit underneath. If the circumstances were less... hectic you would have swooned by being in the presence of all the spider-mans.

''What's that for?'' Your eyes followed the conversation, noticing Ned handing over a metal attachment to your brother.

''This is my web fluid, it's for my web shooter... why?'' A loud thwip was heard next, followed by a line of webbing from Peter 2's arm. Your eyes widen in disbelief.

''That came outta you?'' Ned speaks with excitement.

''Yeah, you can't do that huh?'' He asks, referring to both the other peter's with a furrowed eyebrow.

''No'' Your brother shook his head as the other Peter approached curiously.

''How on earth does that even-'' Peter 3 was swiftly cut off.

''Anyways we're getting sidetracked look... we need to come up with a plan'' You could feel his gaze before even making eye contact. With a cautious step towards the middle table, you uncrossed your arms and lent against it, eyeing the map laying on the surface. It didn't take long for the other two Peter's to glance in your direction as well, one with a confused look and the other with a slight look of concern.

''Okay, here's what we can try''

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Ned slammed on the brakes once you all arrived at the destination, the statue of liberty. It wasn't the first choice but for your plan to work you did require a landmark, and both you and your brother picked the one that symbolised second chances, which was what this was all about.

Everyone soon begins to pile out of the van, you being last as Ned tossed the car keys to you.

''Are you sure you want to be a part of this? Come with me and MJ, I'll portal you back if needed'' You shook your head, looking directly at Ned and MJ.

''I need to be at ground zero, if anything goes wrong plan B will be here, ready'' I glance behind me towards the van where plan B awaits.

''I'm still not comfortable with this Y/N, you could get hurt and after what happened with Aunt May...'' Your brother's voice broke near the end as he neared you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders tightly. You hugged him back and pulled away, resting your hands now on his shoulders.

''Peter, we've always been there for each other, that doesn't stop now. I know... i know it's going to take some time...'' You took a deep breath, not being able to bring yourself to mention her name at the moment.

''But... we've always had each other's back, through everything. You've got the power to stop this and I have the power to help you stop this'' You couldn't think of a better pep talk on the spot so it was going to have to do. Peter 2 and 3 looked at the interaction between you both, realising they had missed out on a part of the plan.

''Wait... you're not leaving?'' Peter 3 asks, taking slow steps towards you both. Your brother rose an eyebrow towards him bought took a step back regardless. You inhaled deeply as you made eye contact with him, willing yourself to stop the tingles channelling through.

God... this was like your brother! Wait- no it wasn't... this was another spider-man from a different dimension! Nothing like your brother... not even remotely.

''I'm sorry I omitted a part of the plan but if any one of these guys get inside your head-'' The level of concern that was radiating from him shocked you. It almost left you paralysed in your spot.

''Do you realise that you could die?'' You noticed the small step closer he took till he was only breaths away. Peter 2 was the one that stepped forwards, your brother just glancing between you two with confusion.

''Woah, let's all take a minute, no one's dying, the only thing that's happening tonight is curing'' You've come to notice he was the most optimistic between the Peter's. Peter 2 put a hand on the other Peter's chest and gently pushed him away, he quickly broke eye contact with you and walked over to the other side. You glanced away and towards your brother, not realising just how much your pulse had risen. Your cheeks were feeling slightly warm due to the encounter.

Your brother seemed to slowly click and he looked over to Peter, throwing a harsh look his way.

''It would be safer if you stayed with MJ and Ned, it's going to be dangerous'' Peter 2 tried to reason, if only he knew how pointless it was.

''Thank you but... no. I can take care of myself'' That was the last thing you said before leaving the group behind, quickly hugging MJ and Ned before taking the scaffolding up.

Peter's POV (your brother) #

Once my sister was out of view I looked back over at Peter, the one who was deserving of my hard glare at the moment.

''What was that all about?'' The eldest Peter unfortunately was clueless. The Peter in question looked at me and shrugged.

''She's your sister, how could you let her go? She's not like us!-'' Eldest Peter interfered again, sensing what was about to happen.

''We don't have time for this guys, if she wants to help then let it be, besides, why does it matter to you any-'' The eldest Peter's eyes widen at the end.

''Way...'' He trailed off, not really knowing what to say once he realised. A part of me, however, wanted to punch this Peter in the throat.

''Dude, she's my sister, really? You've known her for literally what... not even a day?'' I couldn't believe it, how could he even consider getting close to her. He wasn't even a part of this dimension! Let alone he was literally me!

''It's not important right now, let's cure some ass'' Peter slaps the eldest Peter's shoulders and gives me an encouraging smile before rounding up the scaffolding, us not too far behind him.

''I swear, he goes anywhere near me sister...'' I muttered to myself, causing the eldest Parker to chuckle.

Y/N's POV #

''Okay guys it could be any minute now'' You heard your brother through the earpiece. You could see out of your peripheral vision that he was currently situated on top of the liberty's head.

''Yep, almost done'' Peter 2 spoke next, webbing being heard in the distance. The plan was coming together at the moment, it had taken you all roughly 20 minutes to make your way up, planting little traps among the scaffolding along the way. You made sure to be between the Peter's and MJ and Ned, knowing when the time comes you'd need to be the middle man to throw through the magic cube to Ned when it was time.

''You know Max was like... the sweetest guy ever before he... fell into a pool of electric eels'' It wasn't till now that once you've stopped you could let everything sink in. All this waiting was giving you time for you mind to wander. A further piece of your heart broke when hearing his voice hold pain, each Peter had gone through something terrible. Fate was nothing but cruel to them.

''That'll do it'' The optimistic Peter chimed in causing a small smile to appear. A saddened chuckle passed your lips, appreciating the moment for what it was. You couldn't see any of them from this distance but you could hear each of them clearly through your ear. However, optimistic Peter didn't miss to notice the small smile fall onto Peter's face as he was standing on the same platform as him.

''Ahhh- there it goes'' This came through your ear piece followed by heavy groans. Your eyebrows knitted in confusion when you heard it continued and multiple Peter's talking and cracking sounds.

''Guys, I can't see what you're doing but it really doesn't sound... pleasant'' Both Peter's seemed to momentarily forget about their own earpiece and both laughed at how this must have sounded to you.

''God this is so cool, I always wanted brothers...'' Your eyes drifted over to admire the view, you lent over the railing and soaked in the cool breeze. You began to feel awkward, knowing you were listening in to what was potentially going to be a private and sensitive conversation between the Peter's.

''So you like make your own web fluid in your body'' You knew exactly where this was going, you opted to stay silent, the second hand embarrassment flooding to your cheeks.

''I really don't want to talk about this...'' Optimistic Peter spoke, probably being the only one to realise all 4 people could hear this conversation, one of them being you.

''No, I don't mean to-''

''Wait, are you teasing me?'' You wanted to laugh, they sounded more like middle school boys if anything. And these boys- ahem- men were supposed to be superheroes of their respected realm?

''No no no no no no no he's not teasing you it's just that... we can't do that so naturally we're curious as to how your... web situating works, that's all'' Your brother piped up, sounding very confused himself. This conversation was taking a dangerous turn you felt.

''If it's personal I don't want to pry... I just think that it's cool'' Cute Peter spoke next, sounding growingly flustered. Wait, cute Peter? You didn't have time to criticise yourself before they started talking once again.

''No... I wish I could tell you but I... I-I don't know how... like I just do it like... I don't do breathing I just... breathing just happens''

''Does it just come out of your wrists? Or... does it come out of anywhere else?'' You dropped your head down and chuckled to yourself, the second hand embarrassment still radiating strongly.

''Only... only the wrists'' Oh god please just shut up already boys.

''Have you ever had like a web blockage? Cause I run out of webs all the time... I have to make my own in a lab... and it's a hassle'' This needed to stop, you don't think you could handle much more of this... conversation.

''Alright, I'll just remove my earpiece guys'' You heard all three Peter's take a sharp intake of breath, forgetting you could hear them all.

''Sorry!'' All three called out in sync causing you to laugh.

''It's fine let's just... focus on the plan then you guys can... resume... this particular conversation without eavesdroppers'' sighs and laughter was the responses on the other end.

A fews moments pass by before your brother speaks up again.

''Alright guys can you feel that?'' You were clueless, not feeling anything as both Peter's agreed that they could feel something. Ah of course, Peter tingle.

Lightening began to blanket the sky. It was beginning. You quickly climbed a little higher within the scaffolding, adjusting your vest which held various equipments and even a secured weapon if needed. You had Happy to thank for that and the rigorous gun training.

''Okay guys here he comes'' You quickly got yourself into position. The Peter's soon began to begin battle with the villains, the loud sounds echoing through your ear. You kept your eye out and reached for your taser gun, lining it up. Your brother quickly swung to you, your eyes immediately noticing the new presence and your gun quickly finding him as well.

''Woah it's just me, heads up'' He throws the cube to you before quickly swinging away, Max in pursuit. You strapped your gun and caught the cube, taking off into a run towards the portal Ned held open with MJ. You safely jumped across the current scaffolding to the one just in front, a loud creak and slight swaying motion the only give away to your presence for any of the villains.

''Here'' You threw the cube towards MJ, she caught with ease before she noticed you run off again within a blink.

''Just FYI, Lizards guy's here too'' You heard just before a massive collision was made just in front of you with said Lizard guy and Spider-man. You froze initially, looking at the Lizard before quickly taking out your taser, aiming it towards him. With ease, your finger pressed on the trigger to release the taser which landed on the lizards chest, once it had made contact he had let out a major dinosaur like roar that shook that platform you currently standing on.  

''Thanks'' Peter 3 said out of breath slightly.

''Don't mention it'' Given the lizard was easily three times the size of you, you decided to discard your first taser gun, knowing your chances at getting it back safely were slim to none. Instead you took off up the scaffolding, getting as far away from the growingly angry lizard.

Soon the whole area was being surrounded by flying sand and you had to stop, shielding your face with your arms as you could feel sand scrape against them. Once it had died down you took off again, noting where each villain was.

Luckily Sandman was taken out of the equation once the cure had successfully reached him, 1 down, 2 to go.

''No no no no no Y/N!'' Your brother's voice yelled in your ear. You stopped climbing up and glanced to your side to see him swinging towards you while glancing down. Just 50 metres away the Lizard was storming up towards you, climbing much faster then you ever could.

''Run to the portal!'' Your brother worried.

''No, there's no way I'm leading him to them!'' You quickly made it to the current platform and took off running, trying to see where you could possibly climb into the statue of liberty where the lizard couldn't get too.

''No he won't, I'll kick him out of the way and you jump in just before Ned closes it'' You glanced over your shoulder to the portal which was now on the same level as you. Ned was clearly struggling to close the portal, MJ trying to encourage him as best she could.

''I'm not leaving you behind'' You stubbornly say, hearing the familiar loud roar yet again from behind. He seemed to have noticed the open portal as well, beginning to run after the cube. You could see the fear in both MJ's and Ned's eyes.

''There's no time!'' It didn't take long for you to swiftly turn around, grabbing the wire from your vest that was handed down by Natasha. You threw it out, the piece of wire wrapping around the lizards legs tightly, making him fall on the platform. You quickly reached for your second taser gun and aimed but it was too late. The lizard has gotten free and caught the taser with ease, a sinister smile displaying on his lips.

''Run now!'' You didn't need to be told twice. you took off into the direction of the portal, hoping Peter would come in time to kick the lizard. However, you were lucky to make it as you felt the lizards claw grab your side, cutting into your flesh and throwing you backwards as he made his way towards Ned and MJ. You landed on the scaffolding with a heave thump, your entire right side shooting in pain and the massive scratch on your side to start bleeding badly.

You gave yourself three seconds to inspect the damage, the scratch wasn't deep enough to hit any of your internal organs thank god. It still hurt like a bitch though. You scrambled to your feet as you saw Ned and MJ now running towards you, leaving the portal.

''Guys, wrong way!'' The roar from the lizard silenced you as you watched him and your brother now leaving the portal as well.

''Y/n here'' MJ came up to you and grabbed your hand, leading you away with Ned in front. Thankfully the lizard was now distracted with your brother giving you guys a chance to escape. Though that didn't last long.

The lizard soon began chase with you three again as all 3 Peter's became in battle with what looked like Max and Dr Otto.

''This way'' You pulled on MJ's hand leading her down a different direction, Ned now following very close behind. Your right hand reached for the lizards cure that was webbed just above on one of the scaffoldings, your face grimacing as you did due to your injuries as you rounded another corner. Luckily Ned was able to produce a portal with water flooding out, intercepting the lizard and pushing him back.

''Y/N'' Your eyes found your brother and you quickly threw the cure over to him just before the lizards mouth tried to bite down, instead biting down on the cure itself, realising a green mist into the air.

''We have to hide this thing now'' MJ says, referring to the cube in her arms. Ned nods and so do you as Ned began creating another portal. Though you did not expect for Dr Strange to step out with a look of pure anger.

''Where is he? Where is Pet-''

''Wait, wait he has a plan, and it's working'' Ned quickly buts in.

''Plan?'' Dr Strange comments.

''Yes, he's curing them and it's working'' MJ points out, leading all of our gazes to the lizard who was slowly transforming back into a man.

''Well I'll be damned... did you just open a portal?'' Dr Strange asked Ned in confusion.

''Why yes sir, yes I did'' He replied breathlessly and slightly nervous with being in the presence of the wizard. He hummed in response before walking away. Ned shared a look of pure disbelief with both you and MJ as you both smiled at him proudly.

You winced soon after. Both Ned and MJ now turned to face you with worry. MJ unzipped your vest hastily and noticed the huge blood stain that was slowly growing across your shirt.

''Y/N, you need to go to a hospital'' You agreed, but once everything was over. this was manageable for the time being. Mj's voice must have been louder than you realise because you soon heard your concerned brother's voice through your ear.

''Y/N, are you okay? Where are you I'll come get you-'' You shook your head before quickly realising he couldn't see you.

''I'm fine Peter, don't you dare, you need to see this out. Besides, you haven't cured all of them yet'' The dread swept into your voice with worry as there was now only one villain remaining though he was nowhere to be found.

''Y/N I can see you, I'm on my way'' It wasn't your brother this time that spoke up but another Peter. He glanced at both your brother and the eldest Peter and they both nodded to him, telling him it was okay to go.

''Has my Spider-man come out to play!?'' A dooming voice lingered through the air followed by a terrifying laugh. You winced again but not out of pain this time. Why did it always have to be the worst for last?

''Strange no!'' Was the last thing you heard through your earpiece before a massive explosion went off, causing the scaffolding to begin to come undone. Ned grabbed on to the nearest platform to hold on for dear life as you shoved MJ as hard as you could given your pain towards the statue, being close to one of the arms so landed safely but harshly onto it. As soon as you took off running to the nearest ledge for support the platform beneath you gave way, causing you to become off balance and trip backwards.

''Peter!'' You cried out, gripping on to the edge for dear life. The pain in your was becoming too much as the sweat pooled at your palms, causing your grip to slip. You were able to hold on for two more seconds before your palms slipped right off the steel frame.

the scream was ripped from your body as you felt yourself falling through the air, the cold air engulfing you.

Your brother was quick to leap down to you, reaching out his hand as you raised yours. His hand was mere inches from your before the sinister laugh filled your ears above the wind once more, crashing into Peter and taking him away. Your eyes followed these movements, just now realising you were falling straight to your death.

You couldn't catch your breath anymore as you felt as if you were falling faster and faster and knew you were going to reach earth any second now.

Everything slowed down for a few moments as your eyes closed, bracing for impact. Three little words danced across your lips in a whisper.

''I'm so sorry'' You hadn't paid attention to the tears that had begun streaming down your cheeks.

Within moments you felt a warm arm circle around your waist. Painfully gripping onto you as your body jolted to a stop but it was crushed against something warm, not the cold cement you were preparing to feel.

Your breathing was laboured and short, eyes still firmly squeezed shut as your body began to tremble.

Soon the arm loosened it's hold on you a little, sensing the pain it had caused before and a hand had made it's way to cup your cheek, coaxing you to open your eyes.

''You're okay now, you're safe'' A sob had left you as the hand had begun wiping away your tears that had fallen onto your cheek. Your eyes had opened slowly, surprised to have seen you were standing upright instead of lying down in the cement.

Your body fell against his despite the pain it caused and he had once again caught you with ease, his arm holding you closer as his other hand stayed firmly on your cheek.

A few moments had passed before you had the strength enough to pull away slowly, begging to wipe under your eyes as your thoughts drifted to the others.

''Ned... MJ, are they safe?'' Peter was surprised to hear these being the first words to leave your mouth. You had almost plummeted to your death but your concern was on your friends rather then yourself. It was a quality he was admiring and adoring more and more by the second.

''They're safe, you pushed MJ out of the way just in time'' You slowly remembered that he was on his way before everything exploded. A sigh of relief left your mouth. You finally glanced up to Peter and looked him in the eyes, just now seeing the unshed tears pooling.

''Are you okay?'' You asked, your voice dropping to barely a whisper as your face moved closer to his, your own hand reaching up to touch the side of his face. All he could do was nod and close his eyes, sniffling slightly.

''I am now'' Once he opened his eyes again they locked with yours. So much raw emotion was being betrayed through them it had almost turned your legs back to jelly. No one had ever, in your life, had looked at you the way he was currently looking at you and it caused a reaction in your body that you couldn't even name or put a finger on. All you knew was that it was so intense it began to take your breath away, leaving your lips parted as they began to tingle slightly.

Soon the image of your brother being taken by the villain flooded your mind. Panic sunk in once again and your eyes widen.

''Where's my brother?'' Without thinking your legs had taken off into a painful sprint in search if him. Peter followed closely behind you.

''Peter, peter where are you!'' You called out, wincing afterwards. You ran over towards the cement wall where a piece of the liberty had fallen down to.

''I'm right here! Are you okay? Where's MJ and Ned?'' As soon as you brother called out from below, Ned and MJ had rounded the corner, followed by the eldest Peter in tow.

''Oh thank god'' MJ ran and threw her arms around you followed by Ned. You flinched but welcomed the hug regardless, just happy to see them both okay.

''We're all here!'' MJ sung out. All 5 of us walked over towards the cement wall and looked over, you leaning against to try and ease some of the pain in your side. You saw your brother's eyes soften once he saw all of you guys were safe, though they soon turned murderous once he spotted out of the corner of his Dr Osbourne standing up.

Worry crept in as you watched them advance each other, looking deadly. You weren't just about to stand down and watch as your brother gets murdered or possibly murders him. As soon as your body went to jump the wall arms had circled around your waist, ceasing your movements.

''Let go of me'' Your voice wavered with pain despite the tingles that flooded all over your skin from the contact.

''You're not going anywhere, stay here'' Peter firmly spoke, pulling you back and over to the side. Both the Peter's glanced at each other with a knowing look before heading towards the fighting pair. You watched on with hands fisted at your side, both Peter's stopping your brother and curing the last villain in just a couple of minutes.

You let out the first deep breath since this whole battle began, a tired smile forming across your lips.

We did it. We actually did it.

All 3 Peter's, including ex-villain Dr Osbourne made their way back to you three, Dr Strange now joining you all after been able to successfully stop the consequences from the magic cube exploding minutes ago.

MJ raced towards your brother before you could, holding onto him for dear life. You caught his eye and nodded, smiling proudly over at him as his arms held onto MJ in return. Ned slumped down to the ground, talking feverishly with Dr Strange about the magic cube and other magically wizard things related.

Optimistic Peter came over and hugged you softly, noticing the way you flinched away. He glanced down to his arm and noticed the blood that had left you and went onto his shirt. He had realised you lost too much blood.

''Guys, we need to go to a hospital now'' As soon as these words were uttered you could feel your eyelids begin to grow heavy, your body growing heavier by the second. Black dots scattered over your vision.

''I think I might...'' Your brother pulled away from MJ and glanced over to you worriedly, Peter reaching you just before he could. His arms caught you and lifted you up bridal style, turning you both around to the other two Peter's.

''Ned get the keys from her vest, you're driving'' Your brother had instructed in a hurry as MJ followed swiftly behind. Peter 3 had reached you first, taking you swiftly from the optimistic Peter's arms gently, holding you close to his chest.  Your brother chose not to say anything as everyone raced over to the car apart from Dr Strange.

The last thing you could remember before fading into darkness was the sound of the car doors slamming shut, the engine being turned on and tires screeching against the ground. You were laying across someones lap, hand on your cheek stroking softly. You felt a warmth breath fan across your face as lips gently pressed against your forehead.

''You're going to be okay''

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A/N: Long time no post! I hope everyone has enjoyed their time and have been happily reading, catching up on studies, enjoying your favourite hobbies! I don't promise to write often like I did before given as I've somehow grown into an adult and am now responsible for my life and affording to live. I'll try and write as much as I can though xx Thank you to each and every one of you for being here and supporting my work! You all are what makes this page possible! So cheers to you all and may 2022 treat you well! Much love xx

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for the youtube thing can u plese do the mouth to mouth challenge, i really want u to write it cause u r like the best writer ever , way better then me

TH’s YouTube Extras: Mouth to Mouth Challenge

a/n: you are too sweet gosh asdfghjkl thank you angel. i hope you enjoy this lovely! ❤ oh and it’s suggestive in some parts but not much hehe.

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"Right, mouth to mouth challenge here we go!" Tom rubbed his hands together enthusiastically, gaze set on the camera as a wide grin played on his lips. "We each have to take the opposite sides of the food in our mouths and the first one to do as much as look away, loses the round. The overall loser gets to do a forfeit which will be decided by the boys."

You and Tom were both sitting side by side on the couch and much like before, the camera right in front. Harry was right behind it and this time he was joined by Tuwaine. Harrison was MIA given that he had errands to attend to.

"You seem a bit too excited," you teased.

Tom shrugged, turning to you with that charming grin. "I get to be so close to you and stare into those lovely, beautiful eyes, of course I'm excited."

"As if you don't already do that on a daily," you pointed out, amusement laced in your tone as you shook your head at your man.

"Yeah, I do. But I can never get enough of those gorgeous eyes, darling," he gushed, brown orbs glowing with adoration when it locked with yours, Tom flashing you that bright smile of his you always adore.

You beamed at him with a soft giggle, shaking your head before turning to the camera to shoot it a sympathetic smile. "He's just a walking ball of cheese guys, I apologise," you joked.

"As if she doesn't love it," Tom scoffed with a playful roll of his eyes, giving the camera a look before turning back to you. "Let's get into it shall we?"

"Let's."

Tom held his hand out. "First up," he paused, catching the candy—not so smoothly—that Tuwaine threw and then presenting it towards the camera. "Kit Kat."

"Break it like a sane person, Holland," you warned, Tom's laugh booming soon after your comment.

He knows how to eat a Kit Kat obviously, he does have brain cells. But other times when he feels like being an extra little shit, he breaks the bar the opposite direction on how you're supposed to, leaving you with uneven Kit Kat pieces. It honestly drives you up the wall all the damn time, Tom saying how he finds it so cute how you get riled up by a candy bar, hence why he does it whenever he can. It's one of the many ways he uses to press your buttons, all from love and affection of course.

Placing the tip of Kit Kat between his teeth, Tom leaned back on the couch, arm resting behind you as he shot you a nod. You moved closer, hand rested on his thigh as you took the opposite side. You two moved closer in fits of giggles as you ate the candy little by little, eyes locked securely that it was hard to determine on who would give up first. That until Tom decided to play dirty, literally.

He started groaning and moaning in a hush manner, pretending to enjoy the chocolate a bit too much. But you know what he was trying to do and given the proximity that you two are in, you can hear the sounds he was making very clearly and it was very distracting. It was when he shot you a wink that you pulled away, shaking your head to rid of the heat that coated your face.

Tom ate the rest of the chocolate with a hearty laugh. "I'd win this on a streak," he said smugly.

"Stop making those sounds Thomas," you complained in a whisper, Tom turning his head to look at you, acting all oblivious even though he knows what you meant.

"What sounds?"

You rolled your eyes.

A thought crossed your mind once you saw the next candy that Tuwaine tossed. You hummed to yourself with a nod. If Tom was going to play dirty then, might as well give him a taste of his own medicine.

"Sour belt this time," Tom said, showing the camera the candy over his palm like it's a make-up product. He did the same as before and placed the end of the strip between his lips.

Hand still firmly on his thigh, you started at the bottom since the candy was hanging down Tom's chin, keeping your gaze locked with his. Tom's eyes followed your form as you lowered yourself, orbs looking up at him with that all too familiar gloss. You darted your tongue out to take the candy between your lips before they started to move in a way that made Tom's insides churn. You looked at him through your lashes as you ate the candy inch by inch, giving his thigh a pointed squeeze. Tom choked in a breath at the sight, dropping the belt as he looked away with a low growl before things start to escalate in his head, knowing he can't hide it in his sweatpants.

A cheer erupted out of you as you sat straighter and turned to the camera, candy in mouth with both your hands thrown up in the air. "Point for me!" you laughed once you've eaten all of it.

Tom shook his head, gaze trained on the ground since his cheeks were now coated with a deep shade of red. "Not fair," he grumbled, the hand he had behind you picking at the material of the couch to distract his mind.

"What? I wasn't doing anything wrong," you hummed, tilting your head to the side as you looked at him with a pout.

It was Tom's turn to roll his eyes.

"Okay, last one," Tom said, catching the box of Jaffa cakes easily. He took one out and placed it between his teeth. This time, you had to move even closer to reach him since the length of the cake was much shorter than the previous candies.

As you started to lean in to take the other end, Tom dropped the Jaffa cake at the last minute to give you a loud—and very surprising—peck on your lips. The smack echoed around the room as you stared at him wide-eyed before your brain finally registered what had happened.

"Tom," you whined, dropping your head on his shoulder to hide the embarrassment on your face. Tom lets out a hearty laugh, wrapping his arms around your shoulders with a kiss landing on top of your head.

"She always gets shy whenever I give her random affections in public, or in this case, showing it online," he said towards the camera. "It's so freakin' adorable."

"Such a huge cheeseball," you grumbled before sitting up to meet his eyes. "You dropped the cake so I won. That makes it 2 for 1 so ha! You're doing the forfeit." You stuck your tongue out at him before turning to the camera with a proud glow on your face.

Tom shook his head with an adoring smile as he ogled at you fondly. He loves seeing you win, it's honestly the most endearing thing no matter how little the achievement and it makes him feel like he won himself.

"Totally worth it," Tom chuckled with a shrug.

"Until you see the forfeit," Harry quipped, Tuwaine coming over and handing Tom a glass of a very odd looking liquid.

"Oh no, what's in this?" Tom asked, a sharp grimace coating his face as he took the glass. He gave it a waft, gagging soon after with a look of downright disgust. "Mate, what the fuck is this? You guys trying to kill me or something?"

"It's everything you just ate blended together with a few secret ingredients," Tuwaine laughed.

"Bottoms up, babe," you giggled.

Tom looked at you with a deadpan expression as if to say, "Really?" You only shot him a bright smile, Tom sighing before his gaze landed back on the concoction.

"Can't believe I'm doing this," he muttered, hand coming up to pinch his nose before he threw his head back and took a big gulp. "It's actually not that bad when you get the smell out of the way," he hummed, smacking his lips as he eyed the drink in his hand.

"You are a weirdo," you laughed with a scrunch of your nose.

"I'm your weirdo," he retorted with a smug grin.

"Can we put a cheese counter in the corner of this video?" you joked.

Tom laughed with a shake of his head. "Well, that was very anti-climatic," he paused, showing the camera a peace sign and adding, "See you on the next one guys!"

Harry threw a thumbs-up to signal cut.

Tearing your gaze away from the camera, you turned to your boyfriend just in the nick of time. "Hey!" You snatched the drink away from Tom when he started to bring it up to his lips again. "What on earth are you doing?"

"It's not that bad, love," Tom chuckled.

"Yeah, until you complain about stomach aches and frequent visits to the toilet," you scoffed with a roll of your eyes. Standing up from your seat, you jabbed a finger at Tom. "Brush your teeth. No kisses for you until you do so." You raised a knowing brow at him before making your way to the kitchen to get rid of whatever this liquid is.

"Love you!" Tom called out lovingly, your voice echoing from the kitchen soon after.

"Love you too!"

"Ugh, so much cheese in this house it's starting to smell."

"Harry, you've never sounded more single."

"Fuck off, Tom."

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the photoshoot: tom holland imagine

a/n | i got this idea from a facebook post i saw and ran with it! i’ve never included a photo story in my writing so i hope i didn’t botch it! my WIPs are all pretty angsty so i figured i’d fluff it up a little for y’all (also this gif amirite)

summary | you are picked for a social experiment: a couples’ photoshoot where you don’t meet the person you’re posing with until the beginning of the session.

tom x fem reader | contains fluff, fluff, and more fluff | word count: 2.1k | enjoy!

“My god, just pick a dress, y/n. We’ve been here for hours.”

Your friend stood with her arms crossed as you studied yourself in the dressing room mirror, making faces of content then unrest, unsure if this dress was the one to go with- or if it could’ve been any of the last 15 you’d tried on.

“I can’t decide, maybe I just need to go through them again-”

“No!” your friend said, grabbing the pile of hanged clothes off of the hook on the wall and holding them out of your reach. “You’re overthinking this, it’s just a photoshoot! You don’t even know the guy! And the one you have on is obviously the best choice.”

You turned back to the mirror and stared at the starchy white fabric of the dress, its eyelet lace design making it a tight fit that accentuate your curves. You sighed in resignation. “Fine. But if the pictures come out and I look like a ghost, I’m blaming you.”

You took the outfit home and laid it out in preparation for tomorrow, kicking yourself for having signed up for this in the first place. After a long week, you only wanted to stay in your sweatpants in bed tomorrow instead of getting all dolled up to go take photos in cliche poses with a total stranger. You sent your friend a passive aggressive text about it, since she was the one who made you sign up for the ‘social experiment’, and all you received back was an annoyingly curt “you’ll thank me later”. You threw your phone aside and went to bed early, crossing your fingers that tomorrow would go by as quickly as possible. 

You arrived to the shoot location the next day- a vineyard an hour away that you got turned around twice trying to find. Once you stepped out of the car, the photographer came to greet you, a friendly woman in her mid thirties wearing all black and a massive camera swinging around her neck like an oversized necklace.

“Ah, y/n, thank you so much for coming! It seems like your partner is running a little behind, so we’ll just have to wait for a few,” she smiled bleakly, running away to ridicule one of the men setting up the reflective umbrellas.

“We want to capture the people, not the sun, Nicholas.”

You leaned against your car already annoyed at your partner for failing to show up. You had woken up two hours early to curl your hair and do a full face of makeup, and this is how you get rewarded? You swore up and down that you’d smack your friend when you saw her later. The photographer, whose name you learned was Karen—typical—brought you into a tangle of grapevines to test the lighting and shoot some practice photos. You were already horribly uncomfortable when it was just you standing alone, and couldn’t imagine how much worse it would be when another clueless anti-model had to pose next to you.

“Doll, just put your hand on your hip, like this-

“Well no, not like that—uh, Nicholas, can you go pose her?

“Just smile, dear. You look...really unhappy.”

It was nightmarish. 

You were saved by the bell as another car pulled into the lot and a guy of average height wearing a crisp blazer stepped out, wearing the snobbiest looking pair of wayfarers you’d ever seen. 

“Oh, great! Tom’s here,” Karen cheered, happy to rush away from the agonizing one-on-one session you’d just had. You looked at Nicholas, trying again to fix the umbrella.

“Tom?” you asked, and he just nodded. 

“Yeah, Tom Holland. Don’t know how she managed to get an A-lister out here for this, but that’s Karen,” he responded, walking away.

Wait, what?

Karen waltzed back over to you with him in tow, a smile plastered on her face so big you thought the one she flashed you earliest must’ve been entirely insincere.

“Great! Here we are! y/n, this is Tom,” she said, pushing him forward to stand in front of you. He gave you a bright smile and stuck out his hand.

“Pleasure to meet you, love.”

You shook his hand without speaking because you literally had forgotten how to breathe. This was your stranger? You’d had the biggest, most incurable crush on Tom Holland since you were a teenager, and all of your social skills that you’d picked up as an adult had clearly just evaporated in the sun.

“Uh, hi-” Karen and Tom shared a laugh at your starstruck expression. “Sorry, do you two know each other?”

“Yeah, Karen and I go way back,” Tom said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and squeezing her tight. “She taught me how to model.”

“Well, it’s not hard when you have this face to work with!” She pinched Tom’s cheeks and grinned, then looked you up and down, reminding you with a glance how hard it had been just to get you to smile for the camera without looking deranged. Ouch, Karen.

“Okay, well, let’s get started then,” she skipped off back to the rows of vines lining the field and Tom ushered you with his hand. “After you,” he smiled. 

You tried not to stumble over your heels stepping in the uneven earth below you, and Karen brought the camera up to her face with a squeal. “Alright, sweeties, let’s make the camera think you’re falling in love!” Karen, you decided, was an extremely over-the-top human. “This is your meet cute. You’re just seeing each other for the first time. Make it sparkle.”

That was all she gave you direction-wise, and you and Tom just stood staring at each other a few feet apart as the camera started clicking. The shade of your cheeks made it look like you’d just run a marathon and you just started giggling out of sheer nerve, making Tom start to work up a laugh, too. 

“She’s a bit much, isn’t she?” he motioned with his eyes so Karen couldn’t pick up on his comment.

“I don’t even know what she wants me to do.” you said, concentrating on a bushel of grapes instead of Tom’s dreamy face because you were worried if you spent more than three seconds looking into his eyes, you’d pass out cold.

“Well I’m basically a pro at this, so let me help you, okay?” he said, reaching out for your hand again. You took it as your heart did somersaults in your chest, and as he exclaimed “ooh, nice nails”, you genuinely smiled, giving Karen exactly the shot she wanted. 

Your hand was shaking, and he gave it a gentle squeeze. “Why are you so nervous?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? I’m absolutely clueless!”

Tom shrugged and looked off to the side. “Well, you said it, not me...”

You gasped and feigned offense, whipping your hand out of his. “How dare you!”

He laughed and tried to take your hand again, but you dramatically swiped your arm out of his reach, and the camera picked up a series of shots that made it look like you and Tom were playing ninja. 

“Uh, what are we doin’ here, folks?” Karen questioned as you and Tom ran in circles around one another, him trying to get at your hands and you doing everything in your power not to let it happen. Your nerves melted away as the endorphins kicked in. Eventually Tom gave up and decided to grab hold of you, pick you up and twirl you around, in the chaos yelling “We need to please the Karen!”. You were laughing and out of breath from running around, and you slowly lowered your head to his, the look in his eyes reading that he was about to kiss you...

“That was amazing!” Karen squealed, shaking you from Tom’s mesmerizing stare, pushing the moment past you. Tom let you down to the ground, both of you shocked that he’d made such a bold move in the first place. He wiped his hands on the legs of his pants and cleared his throat as you fiddled with some of the curls that had come loose around your face. Karen couldn’t be happier; the money shot came out looking like a magazine ad.

 Tom gave you a sheepish smile. “Uh, sorry if that was too-”

“It wasn’t,” you batted your lashes at him and could’ve sworn his cheeks were tinted just as pink as yours.

Karen’s loud voice pitched in as you had ended up standing still, a photographer’s worst nightmare.

“Okay, so we’ve met, now show me that chemistry!” she shouted, getting an eye roll from you and a snicker from Tom at your reaction. 

“Is she expecting us to fall madly in love now that we’ve known each other for more than five minutes?” you asked, fluffing out the skirt of your dress.

“Weirder things have happened,” Tom shrugged his shoulders and winked at you before turning around and walking towards a cluster of vines, picking off a grape and popping in his mouth with a satisfying crunch.

“Oh, are we allowed to eat them? I’m dying out here in the sun!” You followed his pattern and picked a few grapes out of the brambles, noticing a few rows away that there was a small table with two glasses and a bottle of wine. Tom followed your gaze to the alcohol and looked back at you, his expression reflecting exactly what you were thinking.

“Can I buy you a drink?” he smirked.

You collectively ignored Karen’s remarks as you wandered to the table and filled the glasses.

“Are we sure this is here for us?” you looked around skeptically. 

“I have no idea, darling. Cheers.”

You sat down in the grass and clinked the flutes together, still unable to believe this was really happening to you. You and Tom started to talk about nothing, already feeling a thousand times more comfortable around each other, bonding over this shared weird experience—and the fresh off-the-vine wine certainly didn’t hesitate to calm your nerves.

As Tom was leaning closer to you, gaze notably flicking from your eyes to your lips, Karen snuck up to you—pretending to be a grape?—and snapped photos of your impromptu picnic. 

“Just adorable,” she murmured, and you almost spilled your wine because of how startled you were. Damnit, Karen, you keep ruining the moment. But she didn’t think twice about the interruption; she almost had tears in her eyes because of how perfect the shots were.

You both sat up and away from one another, feeling stiff now that a lens was pointed at you.

“Well, don’t stop on my account!” she chortled, wholly unaware her debut was what killed the vibe.

Tom stood up and offered his hand to help you stand, not immediately letting it go as you wandered to a different part of the sunny vineyard. You pushed the photographer out of your mind as you chatted again, bumping each other’s shoulders as you walked and not minding it a bit. Every time you saw a certain glint in Tom’s eyes, any moment he caught you looking, there could’ve been a spark there that ignited something more. But you were constantly interrupted by shutter clicks, yells at Nicholas, and annoying directing interjections by the appropriately-named Karen.

At one point, Tom had clearly had enough of the pestering, and took your hand, pulling you into an array of closely packed trees so you couldn’t be found. 

“Woah- what are you doing?” you asked, confused at the sudden change of scenery.

“Guys? Where did you go?” You heard a shrill voice coming from outside the trees, and Tom attempted to shush you by pulling you close into his body and covering half your face with his hand. 

“Shut up shut up shut-”

You heard Karen’s voice grow quieter as she searched in the opposite direction.

“Tom!” you chuckled, prying his fingers off of your cheek. “You’re going to smear my makeup!”

“It’s not like you need it, y/n,” he said without thinking, attention still focused on hiding.

Your whole face grew hot and you couldn’t help but smile like a complete fool. When he looked down at your reaction, he noticed the weight in what he’d said, and made the cutest giggle you’d ever heard, trying to avert the focus from his compliment.

“Sorry, I just couldn’t handle another photo directive being shouted in my ear,” he breathed while pushing his hair back out of his eyes in some devilishly handsome way. You were still clutching the hand that had been on your face, and Tom looked down to interlock his fingers with yours.

“You do know we’re at a photoshoot, right?”

He playfully shoved your shoulder with his free hand at your sassy comment.

“Just saying, I thought you were a pro-”

You heard the photographer’s voice come into the foreground again and you abruptly ran as fast as you could with heels on, still holding Tom’s hand as you trailed behind him. You found yourselves in an even more tightly packed bramble of trees, facing each other with barely a grapevine’s width between you. 

“Oh, you have a stick in your hair,” you whispered, reaching up to pick a tiny branch out of his curls. As you looked from his hair to his eyes, he was staring deeply into yours, prompting you to leave your hand resting at the back of his neck. 

Wordlessly, he leaned in and kissed you in one fell swoop, and you thought you might implode on the spot when his lips came in contact with your own. He tasted like cologne and crisp grape juice and it was a mixture of scents you hoped would never leave your nose—just the way he kissed you so sweetly made you want to bathe in the stuff.

When he pulled back, he brought your intertwined fingers up to cup your cheek, and you let your hand rest on the back of his as you tilted your head to instigate another kiss, still enjoyably dizzied from the one before. 

Tom let his mouth linger over yours after another long kiss before coming up for air again, and you could see his eyes wrinkling at the corners, knowing he was smiling without being able to see the rest of his face.

“You know, I was hesitant to do the whole ‘stranger photoshoot’ thing, but now I’m pretty happy I was able to be convinced.” He sighed contently.

“This was more of a stranger hide-and-go-seek than a photoshoot, I feel like,” you spoke from your lighthearted chest in airy breaths and moved to lock lips again, unable to get enough of your stranger. He put his hand on the small of your back and leaned you backward, deepening the already electric hold he had on you.

“I don’t want you to be a stranger anymore, darling,” he mumbled against you, sending vibrations through you with his voice. You just whispered a soft “okay”, lost for words, as his mouth touched your cheek, your jaw, and then back to your lips for more of your wine-infused kisses. You were wishing this moment could last forever, Tom holding you and sending shivers down your spine, right as you heard a click and saw the bright white flash of a bulb. 

“Jesus, Karen!”

But she didn’t care that you were mad; her experiment had worked, she’d gotten her strangers together—and just look at that shot.

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I hate the whole "All British people are ugly colonialist tea-drinking incestuous twats who adore the royal family" stereotype that Americans in particular perpetuate because... have they ever met a British person? Almost everyone I know is anti-royal, less than half of the people I know drink English tea, Queen Elizabeth is the ONLY person that I know of who's had an incestuous relationship, SO MANY PEOPLE actively hate colonialism, we actually learn the poem "Checking Out Me History" by John Agard as part of our English GCSE course because AQA want us to learn how colonialism affects people, and whilst I personally don't like my teeth or ears, I don't like any part of myself so I'm gonna consider myself an outlier and instead present the numerous British actors and actresses (such as Keira Knightley, Tom Holland and Tom Hiddleston) who are all very attractive.

ALSO the whole "all brits like colonialism" thing usually comes from more liberal people AND WHY ARE LIBERALS PERPETUATING STEREOTYPES DO YOU KNOW HOW STUPID THAT IS I hate colonialism I think that the colonialists were awful people and im glad everyone has independence but my family fled from Germany and Poland in world war two we weren't here when the British were colonising everything WHY AM I BEING BLAMED FOR THIS WHAT

And also WHAT FUCKING ACCENT DO PEOPLE THINK WE HAVE i speak like im living in a Jane Austen novel where did this "its chewsday innit" thing come from not even people living in Essex sound like that could you imagine if people started saying that a Boston accent was the same accent that all Americans have what the actual FUCK

I, too, find Prince Philips death kinda hilarious and im enjoying the memes BUT PLEASE stop stereotyping British people its not funny it makes you sound like a bit of a dick honestly and for the most part, its all just utter bullshit. Sorry to burst your bubbles but stereotypes are actually usually false (who would've thought?)

I don't care if you think you're "standing up to colonialism", you aren't, you're just perpetuating a stereotype that is just unnecessarily cruel. Yeah, there are some shitty Brits out there but GUESS WHAT there are shitty people in every. single. country so if you're going to post generalised statements about British people please just unfollow me, we don't tolerate stereotyping of any sort on this blog :)

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Can I have Trish for the 57 questions please? Thank you!

Hello @ohnonotanotherjojoblog! Thank you so much for your request, we are really grateful for this! Here is the interview with Trish, finally! 💗💅🏻

Guys, if you want an interview with someone, you will be able to write to our ask box! Enjoy!

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57 Questions with Trish Una 🛍 | Kalos Kai Agathos

S: Wow, her house doesn’t look like a mansion from the video “Barbie Girl” by Aqua.

K: There is a chance that it’s pink inside... Hi Trish! We’re here to ask you 57 questions.

T: Hello girls! Come in, the Sun is bad for your skin.

1. Show your most expensive dress.

T: It’s a dark one.

2. What is it?

T: Versace.

3. Which style do you prefer: Grange or Lolita?

T: Lolita.

4. Who taught you techniques of self-defence?

T: My mom was ill and she asked me to enroll in a course. She worried that I could get into trouble.

5. What is your daily ritual?

T: A glass of water with a slice of the lemon every morning.

6. Fingernails: long or short?

T: Length doesn’t matter you have to have a manicure.

7. What will you name your cat?

T: Chanel.

8. What will you name your dog?

T: Prada.

9. What is your favourite colour?

Т: Exuberant Pink SW 6840.

10. What creative photoshoot do you want?

T: A photo shoot like Lady Gaga’s.

11. What photos do you keep in your wallet?

Т: I use plastic cards.

12. What three things do you keep in your bag?

T: A Chanel powder, a small bottle of antiseptic and Dior sunglasses.

13. Show your photo where you’re a child and describe it.

T: It’s me when I was 6. It was taken by my mom. Look: I’m holding a frog here!

14. /Narancia face times/ Hey, Trish, I know that you asked me to call in to Alexander McQueen’s but I lost my way and I found McDonald’s! Do you want some cheeseburgers?

T: No, I don’t, Narancia. Come back home... and buy me some shrimps.

15. What song makes you dance?

T: Wannabe by Spice Girls.

16. Sing a song.

T: 🎵 Yeah, it feels so good to be so young

And have this fun and be successful, yeah

I’m so successful, yeah

And, girl, you too, you are so young

And beautiful and so successful, oh, whoa, yeah

I’m so successful 🎵

17. What do you want saying to Giorno?

T: I understand how is it: I mean, to bear the burden of your own father’s actions.

18. Who did you want to be when you was a child?

Т: A pop-star.

19. What is your favourite TV show?

Т: “America’s Next Top Model”.

20. What is your favourite Italian food?

T: Bruccellati.

21. What is your favourite actor?

T: Ryan Gosling.

22. What are you scared of?

T: I’m scared of airplanes after the accident with Notorious B.I.G.

23. What is your favourite series?

T: “Sex and the City”.

24. What is your favourite character?

T: Carrie Bradshaw. I love her style.

25. What is the best man for Carrie?

Т: Obviously, Mr. Big.

26. What is your favourite member of “Spice Girls”?

T: Victoria Beckham.

27. What is the best example for the “ideal family”?

T: The Beckhams.

28. Have you ever been in Victoria Beckham’s shop?

T: I was at the grand-opening celebration of this.

29. What is your favourite fashion era?

T: 90s.

30. What is your favourite music video?

Т: 7 Rings by Ariana Grande.

31. Is Mista still stinky?

Т: No, he isn’t because I gave him a shower gel as a Christmas present.

32. Have you ever done a make-up for anyone in the gang?

Т: I have done a make-up for Narancia. He was so cute.

33. Who shares fashion as a hobby with you?

T: Leone.

34. You would like to sing with…

T: Little Mix.

35. What is your favourite music band?

Т: One Direction.

36. What myth do you want to ruin?

Т: There is a myth that female friendship doesn’t exist. It’s bollocks.

37. What is your favourite current trend?

Т: Feminism.

38. What is a real “anti-trend” for you?

T: The clothes from a natural leather.

39. If you did charity work, what would it be?

T: I would like to help single mothers because I know how difficult it was for my mother.

40. What phrase can describe you?

Т: “Bring the promise of “Vogue”.

41. What is your favourite model?

Т: Trish Goff. She inspired me to do this hairdo.

42. Do you have any analogue of “16 and Pregnant”?

Т: “15 and Successful”.

43. What is your TV-crush?

Т: Dale Cooper, he is caring and… he reminds me someone.

44. Imagine that you’re at the party. What beverage would you prefer?

Т: The bottle of Perrier.

45. What is your favourite brand?

T: I suppose… “Barbie”!

46. Why?

Т: Have you seen their new collection of dolls, connected with body positivity? It’s amazing!

47. What music do you prefer?

Т: BABYMETAL.

48. What is the latest video which made you laugh?

Т: Tom Holland’s “Umbrella”.

49. What is the strangest habit of Bucci’s gang?

Т: They adore to show their breasts: Buccellati, Giorno, Leone… why?

50. The prettiest bouquet includes…

Т: I prefer something unusual, maybe... orchids?

51. What is your favourite manifestation of art?

Т: Dance.

52. What manifestation of art would you like to try?

T: Dance or cinema.

53. Describe an unpopular opinion.

Т: The latest film about Harley Quinn wasn't bad. I love that she is no longer an “addition” to Joker.

54. Do you like Margot Robbie?

Т: I think she is nice and talented.

55. Do you believe in horoscope?

Т: I’m Gemini that’s why my one side says “yes” and the other says “no” /laughs/

56. What should people do to learn that you are not arrogant?

Т: They need to spend time with me a little bit more.

57. We see this! Did you like the interview?

Т: Of course! Narancia is carrying the shrimps. Stay for dinner!

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When Opposites Attract - Tom Holland Headcanon

 When Opposites Attract - Tom HC

You and Tom had undeniable chemistry. 

That didn’t change the fact that you were different from each other in so many ways.

In fact, when you first met, you both thought that even though you were attracted to each other, there were too many differences to even try pursuing a relationship.

You both thought to yourselves it would never work.

Your friendship kept up for a few months, but when your playful bickering turned into light flirting, he finally made a move.

When your friends found out you two were dating they were shocked, to say the least.

For starters, Tom wasn’t just an avid dog-lover. He was 100% anti-cat. 

And while you had a precious kitten at home that you considered your child, you were allergic to dogs. 

Tom turned his nose up anytime he came over to your place, refusing to admit that your tabby, Nutmeg, was adorable. 

That didn’t stop the feline from rubbing up against his feet or attempting to sit in his lap. 

“Great, now I have cat hair on me.” 

Tom always wanted you to go on walks with him and Tessa, but anytime you tried she playfully pounced all over you which sent you into an allergy fit for days. 

You knew Tessa owned a piece of his heart, however, and were willing to put up with the sniffles and itchy eyes if it made Tom happy. 

And even though he would never admit it, you caught Tom napping on the couch with Nutmeg in his arms more than once. 

Another difference was your preference for DC over Marvel. 

It was actually a sore subject.

“How on earth can you say Batman is better? He isn’t even a real superhero. He’s just a rich guy with cool toys.” He would shout in disbelief. 

“He risks his life to save his city that turned dark and murdered his parents. He is a hero. And his cool toys make him super.” 

“Oh my- I can’t believe we are actually having this discussion right now. Marvel has THE AVENGERS!” 

“And DC has Justice League. So what?” You countered. 

“Marvel is funny. Everyone loves it!!” 

“The world gets blown up.. How many times? And you think it should be funny? DC carries the right tone for what’s going on. It should be dark. Plus DC has the best villains. I mean, The Joker. Need I say more?” 

“I cannot believe my girlfriend is an actual idiot.” 

“I cannot believe my boyfriend signed up for the wrong franchise.”

Even though he might never get over your preference for DC, he loved having someone to talk to about his nerdy passions like comics.

The biggest and most recognizable difference was how British Tom was and how American you were. This alone brought its own slew of disagreements. 

He once overheard part of a phone conversation with your dad, back in the states, discussing how excited you were about the upcoming football season. 

Later, he brought up that he had no idea you were into football. 

You launched into your love for the sport and your teams and memories of different big games when it finally dawned on him. 

“We were up by 4 touchdowns at the half. It was incredible.” Smiling, you noticed a flat look on his face. “What?” 

“Y/N, what do you call the sport where you aim to kick a black and white ball into a goal?” 

“Umm.. Soccer? Wh-” 

“NO! Nooo! Football! That’s called football!” 

“No. That’s soccer. Football is where you throw or run with the ball to try to get to the end zone to score a touchdown with a kind of oval ball.” 

“What does ‘soccer’ even mean? And why would you call it football if you aren’t using your feet?” 

“You’re using your feet to run, genius.” 

“Oh my God. I can’t with you.”

Coming from the south of the U.S. in particular made a big disagreement in one small area. 

Tea.

You were raised on sweet iced tea, while he was used to hot tea with cream. 

“I’m going to make some tea darling, do you want some?”

“Sure, babe. Thanks.”

He pours your mug and asks how you want it. 

“I’ll fix it.”

He watches as you pour the mug of tea into a larger glass, add a spoonful of sugar and multiple cubes of ice.

“What. Are you doing?”

“Making my tea.”

He stares at you in astonishment while you stir the drink. 

“Is there a problem?”

“Your American taste buds are a problem.”

Even though it was a common and easy joke for each other, you both loved having someone that grew up differently to share new experiences and culture with.

Example: He definitely didn’t complain when you brought him back for Thanksgiving.

The boy loves food.

One thing he doesn’t love is technology.

It was another area where the two of you were vastly different.

You loved to point out how tech savvy you were and how technologically challenged he was.

This didn’t cause many disagreements between the two of you. It was just a way for you to tease him.

You lost count of the times he came to you asking for help with his obligatory promotional posts on social media.

Or when he was shouting from another room

“Darling, how do I end an instagram live again?”

You acted like it annoyed you, but really you loved teaching him, even though he never seemed to get the hang of it.

And you loved that he wasn’t obsessed with his phone and would rather spend his time with you.

It rubbed off on you and made you take a break from your apps for a bit.

It was fun to banter with each other about the differing opinions, but truthfully you loved them. 

They added something interesting to the relationship.

And they helped you each grow as people.

What made you different was what drew you in, even if you denied it to anyone else.

A/N: I DON’T LIKE DC OVER MARVEL IT WAS JUST FOR THE PLOT

[happyavenueluminary]

Send me a fandom // the entire Marvel Cinematic Universe?? 👀

I first fell in love with spiderman. I think homecoming was the first mcu movie i saw. We saw it in theaters and hes just so dorky and adorable.

I didn't expect myself to love tony so much honestly.

I don't really dislike anyone in the mcu except like villains i guess but everyone hates them.

I love tony stark and i know he has a bunch of antis.

I used to love starlord and i guess i still do but he fucked up in infinity war and i totally blame him. Also i've heard not great things about chris pratt.

I would kiss tom holland if given the chance.

I wanna be doctor strange his powers would be so cool to have.

I'd slap thanos into next year.

I love peter and mj or spideychelle. Their so damn cute and awkward. I'm also into sambucky lately.

I'm mostly ok with all ships unless they're incest or pedophilia. Which is why i despise th/rki and st/arker.

I think my favorite characters are tony and peter with doctor strange and t'challa coming in a close second.