#tom holland imagine fluffy

[elliexmylove]

YOU KNOW ONE DIRECTION?

Pairing: Peter Parker x GN reader

Warnings: anxiety, social anxiety

Word count: 4.5k

Summary: you meet spiderman one lonely night and listen to music together, you also meet Peter and become best friends, and maybe more?

Notes: I'm so sorry the ending is rushed but it's 2am and I'm really tired<3

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Sat lonely on the rooftop of your apartments building, music filled your ears, earphones tangled, goosebumps graced your skin from the cold breeze. It was a sad life, no friends, bad relationship with your mum who you lived with, mentally ill, the only thing giving you life at the moment was your dog, Sorren.

Thinking about going back down, lying in bed and watching Netflix or Disney+ was rudely interrupted by a person in red and blue swinging onto the roof.

Oh, spider man.

Thinking he was probably just here to take a break you stayed silent.

"Hey," a weak but friendly voice hesitantly said, voice cracking slightly.

You turned to look at him, unsure if he was talking to you, but realised of course there was no one else he could be talking to.

"Hi," You awkwardly smile, eyes darting from him to the ground.

Reaching for your phone resting on the concrete ground, you turn the volume down slightly, if he tries to talk to you again.

He points to the ground with his finger in a questioning manner, asking if it's okay to sit and you nod. Once sat, you two just stare at the city in front of you, in silence for at least five minutes.

"What're you listening to?" He questions,

"Uh well my Playlist is on shuffle and a song just finished, lemme check what's playing now."

Your phone lights up revealing your home screen and song that is about to start.

"Transgender by Crystal castles."

"Oh, I haven't heard of that." He pauses, "I'll have to listen to it now." Even with the mask you can tell he seems to be smiling,

"You can now if you'd like, I'm not sure what music you listen to so you may not like it,"

you regret saying anything at all, feeling stupid.

"Yeah sure!"

"I'll take most of my mask off but leave it covering my face,"

"I can just take the earphones out-"

"No no, I like them, it makes music better."

You smile and hand him one half of them, anxiety fills you a little, a lot of people haven't liked your music taste, you wish he'd come when you were listening to a playlist with other songs you know other people like, but this was the Playlist you listen to when sad or feeling empty.

With a sigh you relax a little, it's just music. But then you remember it's spider man and it comes back, you have just been talking to spider man. It makes you feel sick.

He probably thinks you're weird, and-

"Huh," he says, and you turn your head to look at him,

"It's not what I would usually listen to but it's cool."

"What music do you listen to?"

"Have you heard of One direction?" He seems to sheepishly grin,

Excitement takes over your anxiety. One Direction was your childhood, you still listen to it mainly for the nostalgia, but it's just great music.

"Yeah?" He says seeing the look on your face,

You nod with a smile, "who hasn't?"

Unlocking your phone, spotify appears,

"Which one?" You look to him,

"Kiss you?"

You turn your head back to your phone, typing and then playing it.

The familiar music starts playing and happiness causes a little grin on your face,

Oh I just wanna take you anywhere you like we could could go out any day any night

Spider man begins humming along to it, suddenly you feel comfortable around him, this is honestly the first time you've been happy around anyone but yourself for a while.

His head bounces to the song and you fight the urge to sing along.

"Do you think I should take the earphones out for this song?"

"Yeah,"

You pull it out of your phone and the music gets a little louder, setting the earphones aside you turn the volume up,

So tell me girl if every time we touch, you get this kind of rush, lemme say yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah if you don't wanna take it slow and you just wanna take me home

He starts singing to it and you laugh,

"Hey!"

"I'm not laughing at your singing," you grin,

"And let me kiss you!" You sing, probably regretting it as you lie in bed tonight.

For the rest of the song you just hum along, having fun for the first time in a long time. And with spider man of all people.

Just as one thing starts playing sirens sound somewhere nearby,

"Aw man," he says

"This was really really fun, but I gotta go," He pulls the rest of his mask over the back of his head,

"Bye spidey,"

He smiles at the nickname under his mask, then shoots a web to a building, swinging from that to another.

You're left by yourself again, Sighing you get up, stare at the city for a second and start walking back down to your apartment, earphones now back and playing the rest of 1D's songs until you get there.

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Sorren's tail starts wagging as you walk into your bedroom, his head still lying on his paws, the room was dark, the moon and city lights lighting it up enough to see, a large window taking up basically the whole wall was placed on the right side, your double bed with comfy blankets placed in the same corner.

Sitting on the bed sorren shuffles so his head can be on your lap, your laptop's screen was still illuminated from before you left, after a large sigh you paid attention to sorren.

"Who's a good boy, did you miss me? Hm?"

He shuffles around excitedly while staying in the same spot, you rub the sides of his head a little roughly but not hurting him. He was no small dog but he loved taking up as much space on your bed as he could.

The lights were beautiful in the city as you stared at it through your window, sorren had fallen asleep in the time you sat on your bed doing nothing. It was well past twelve, you should go to sleep, a buzz broke your empty thoughts and your phone turned off as it went flat. Yet another reason to go to sleep, so in doing so the day came much quicker than you'd like.

The sun shone on you, squinting your eyes open, the dread of the day filled you, all that had to be done was school and grocery shopping, not that bad, but it was hard enough getting out of bed.

Sorren realised you had woken up and started whining from happiness, tail wagging at an alarming rate and licking around his snout as he made his way up the bed to you, a grin grew on your face as you welcomed him.

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Arriving at school the weather had turned into clouds and light rain, the best kind. Immediate dread came as you saw all of the students around, social anxiety was not fun, you stuff your hands into your pockets and your demeanour is slouched, eyes not meeting anyone.

Your head filled with thoughts of judgement, you tried to distract yourself with the thought of sorren and how you would see him at the end of the day. Heart racing you walked past people.

A particular person seemed to be staring at you, he had curly brown hair and brown eyes, breathing became difficult and sorren was no longer enough to make you feel better.

"Hi," the boy said as you walked past him,

"Hi." You tried your best to smile.

Once sat in your seat for class you calmed down a little, leg bouncing as the teacher began to speak.

After a while he asked if anyone could answer the question, you thought you knew the answer but feared it was wrong so didn't say anything, someone else said the answer and was right, you were also right and annoyed for not speaking up.

Mind drifting you accidently zone out for the most of class, and before you knew it the time for lunch had come. Everyone walked out including you to the cafeteria.

Upon arriving you got food and saw a table with only one other person sitting there, you knew she was rather quiet so figured it was perfect.

"Is it okay if I sit here?"

She looked up from her phone,

"Go for it."

With that being said you sat down, grabbing a book from your bag, with horror you saw the cover had been bent in half from the position it must have been in the bag. Bending it back the other way it helped but still a crease line and stuck out a bit.

"Hey,"

The boy that stared at you earlier was now standing next to you,

"Hello,"

"Is it okay if I sit with you?"

A flash of panic ran through you but you told yourself to stop overreacting,

"Yeah sure."

He smiled in return,

"I'm Peter,"

He said once sat down, "I'm Y/n," you said and looked back down to your book,

"Aw no its bent huh," you looked to him not used to people saying more than five words to you, "Yeah, I should've placed it more carefully in my bag,"

"Is it a good book?" He continues,

You look up again, this time just with your eyes, "Mhm."

"What's it about?" He was trying to hold a conversation with you, though he realised it wasn't quite as easy as last night on the rooftop, when he saw you today he recognised you and was excited you were in the same school as him.

"It's kinda hard to explain." You didn't leave much room for the conversation to continue, you don't really mean to but it always happens, you never know what to say.

"Okay." He smiled, he really wanted to get to know you but could see maybe now wasn't the best time, so he would try again later.

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Once school finished you walked to the supermarket, it was a bit of a walk but you didn't mind.

You opened notes and checked the grocery list, the stand of baskets was next to the entry so you grabbed one and walked into the vegetables area, which was colder than expected so you pulled your hoodie over your head.

In spotting lettuce it got placed into the basket, carrots were more expensive that you'd like but you put them into the basket as well. Walking down the cereal aisle you got cornflakes and in the refrigerator got milk.

After a while everything you needed was in the basket but deciding you wanted some snacks you walked to the aisle, a familiar person was already in the snack section, Peter.

Stopping where candy was you looked at the options, probably going to be there for a while considering the indecisive person you were.

Peter noticed you and smiled, "Hi,"

"Oh hi," you smiled back, you picked up a bag of maltesers, still wanting one other thing,

"Oh you're so right," he said before getting maltesers as well, you exhaled with your nose and smiled as a reply while still looking,

He then got some gummy snakes, "Hey do wanna hang out and eat candy?" He knew you'd most likely say no and was kinda scared for your reply, who asks a stranger to eat candy with them? He awkwardly smiles and awaits your answer.

You didn't really know what to do, in all honesty the urge to say yes was overtaking saying no, it would be so awkward though, you haven't hung out with anyone in so long.

"Yeah uh sure,"

He smiled happily, and you decided to just quickly grab some chips, you two walked down the aisle to the checkout together.

You were actually really excited to be hanging out with someone, he seemed really nice too, but you couldn't ignore your anxiety either.

You thought about asking to hang out at your apartment but felt stupid because who invites a stranger to hang out there?

It ended up being the park where you ate candy and talked, well talked as best you could, but you had to admit you really enjoyed it and was excited the whole time, always worrying about what to say or do, but he was really nice and it made you feel better.

You wondered whether you just made a friend.

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By the end of the day you piled the groceries on the bench and took your unfinished snacks to your bedroom, where sorren happily awaited you, your mum was out, so you played with him in the lounge.

Once you were tired out you decided to go to the roof again, only this time you weren't all that sad. Bringing your tote bag with the remaining chips and candy turned out to be a good idea, because spiderman was once again on the rooftop ten minutes after you got there.

The truth is he saw you and wanted to spend more time with you, he thought you were really cool.

"Well hello there," you smiled, "Hi,"

"Can I sit?"

"Mhm."

You seemed a lot more relaxed than last time. "Want any snacks?" You offered, "what have you got?"

You got the chips and maltesers, "God, I love maltesers,"

"Glad to be of service."

He lifted his mask just above his mouth, by now you were looking at the tall buildings around you, he pulled his mask back down.

"Thanks." You smiled a little in response,

"Wanna ask some random questions for fun?" You felt a little childish, but it's a good way to get to know someone.

"Sure, just as long as you don't try ask who I am," he bumps his shoulder into yours,

"Okay. I know this is the most basic question I could ask but it has to be done. What's your favourite colour?"

"Hm," he contemplates,

"Red."

"How did I guess?" He smiles under the mask, "you?"

"It's gotta be dark green, though I love so many more."

You cross your legs, "Favourite movie?" He asks.

This goes on for quite some time before he has to leave. You haven't felt this happy for quite a while, both Peter and Spiderman were so easy to like, you just worry if they actually like you.

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Four months went by, Peter and you became quite good friends, you didn't see spiderman that often but most times when you were on the rooftop he would be there a while later.

Anxiety still was a problem wherever you went but Peter made you feel a lot better when he was around, you were supposed to go to his house after school for a movie night, your biggest worry of that is if he picks a terrible movie, you didn't mind star wars but the old ones were pretty boring.

Upon meeting his aunt May you realised she was really nice, and you wouldn't be lying if you said you had a tiny crush that you annoy Peter with on purpose all the time.

School was over and done with, now getting prepared to go to Peter's your alarm went off telling you it was five p.m,

"Gonna miss you" sorren gets a good belly rub before you go. "See you soon puppy."

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You knock on the door and it opens almost instantly, Peter stands there with a grin on his face, "Hi"

"Hey," you walk in, "Hi May,"

She smiles, "Hi Y/n."

Peter drags you to the kitchen to make popcorn, you lean against the bench while waiting for the microwave,

"Wait, is that a new Lego set?" It was sitting on the table, "Yeah me and Ned built it yesterday."

You walk over to it, "Oh my gosh nice, you think you could stand building one with me?"

"Yes." Peter said a little too quickly and eagerly, making you laugh, the microwave beeped and he got the popcorn, putting it in a bowl and carrying it to the couch. You followed with the candy, putting it between you two on the couch.

"What movie have you got in mind?" You ask,

"I always choose them, you can tonight."

"Wait really? Hah nice."

You use the remote to look through disney+, "d'you want Pixar or Disney?" You question, but in your mind you've already made the decision.

"Pixar?" He looks to you, "good answer."

Ten minutes later you chose finding nemo, not having watched it in a long time you really enjoyed it, the popcorn was gone in the first twenty minutes. After eating half of the candy you both got comfortable, Peter was lying half back on the couch, his back in the corner of it, and you lay down on him slightly.

Sadly the movie ended, you didn't want to leave but even though you knew your relationship with your mum was terrible she would want you home very soon. Peter didn't want you to leave either,

"Hey d'you wanna stay the night? Like a sleepover?" He was hopeful, "thank you but I better go home,"

"Okay, well I'll see you tomorrow?"

"It's Saturday tomorrow Pete," his heart burst at the nickname and he struggled not to smile, "Oh right, uhm well would it be okay if I came over?"

"You know I'd love that but she'll be home all day."

"Okayy,"

You walk to pick up your bag, Peter quickly makes his way over to the door and gives you a hug before you leave. The feeling of happiness leaves you giddy, and so happy he's your friend.

May was in her room so you didn't say bye, but much to your disappointment you did to Peter,

"Bye I'll see you later okay?"

"Okay Bye." He smiled as you walked out the door.

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The day drifted away while you stayed in bed, you messaged Peter a little and watched a movie for a bit, but as the day dragged on into 5pm you grew to be really hungry.

Telling Peter of your starvation he was horrified, telling you to go eat, and you did. Peeling the blankets back and standing made you a bit lightheaded for a second.

In the kitchen pasta was boiling in a pot and you grated cheese, Sorren sitting right beside you, tail wagging and looking hopeful. Cheese melted and other ingredients added, the pasta was complete and put into a bowl.

The sun set while you sat at the table eating until you were very full, a blue and red suited superhero swung across some buildings as you chewed your last mouthful.

Sorren made a loud sigh curling up on his bed, you rinsed your bowl and put it into the dishwasher.

After doing nothing all day you were exhausted and collapsed on your bed, the thought of hanging out with Peter tomorrow excited you, a little rush of happiness and excitement made you smile.

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Your shoe fought with you as you struggled to put it on, your beloved converse betrayed you like this almost every time. Tying them into a double knot you were ready to go, Sorren had gone with your mum to a dog park somewhere so he wasn't there desperate to go with you.

You took the elevator down the building, beginning your walk to meet Peter once you got to the bottom, a cool breeze felt nice at first until you got a little cold and started to have an earache.

Peter stood in front of a park bench, near the supermarket where you planned to buy food and go to the park again.

"Hey," he smiled widely once he saw you,

"Hi," you smiled back,

"Ready to go in?"

"Yeah." The two of you walked together,

"Peter I'm so tired," you drawled, "I've been walking for ages,"

He got behind you to push your back making you laugh, once you were outside the doors you stumbled to make him stop,

"Okay okay thank you."

The automatic doors opened, it was cooler inside, and also very busy, grabbing your phone from your back pocket the time said 12:04, you panicked a little, that was one of the busiest times you could be here, there were so many people.

Peter noticed your quiet panic and held your hand, the gesture made you feel better, the two of you walked to get snacks, hand in hand.

"Noo there are kids on the swings," you said once at the park, "Pete go push them off,"

"What? No way that's so mean!"

"I wasn't being serious." You mumbled,

"I know." He pushed his shoulder into yours, smiling.

You ate some of the food you bought and talked, the kids got off of the swings, and that didn't go unnoticed by you,

"Quick now's our chance!" You run towards the swings, Peter grabs the food and runs with you.

"Hey Pete, could you please push me?" You could swing yourself but it's fun when other people push you.

"How high?"

"Really high,"

You felt butterflies in your stomach as you went higher, you couldn't control your laughter, the butterflies got too much for you,

"Okay wait wait wait I wanna stop," you laugh but panic a little, once you slowed down Peter grabbed your waist until you stopped completely, and even though you weren't high in the air anymore you got butterflies again.

Peter then got on the other swing, looking at you expectantly, innocence on his face,

"You want me to push you, huh?"

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Another five months went by, you were sitting at the table with Peter and May eating Chinese at their house.

"It's like Sorren is obsessed with Peter or something," you laugh, Peter had finally come to your apartment and met him.

"He almost crushed me!"

"Exactly, he loves you."

May smiled and got up, collecting the rubbish to put into the bin,

"Alright my little munchkins I'm off to bed, gotta be in early, don't stay up too late."

You cringed at the word munchkins, she did it on purpose of course.

"Night Aunt May."

"Night May."

"Wanna maybe stay the night?" Peter's eyes glistened with hope,

"Of course I would,"

"Okay uhm I have some pyjamas you can use,"

"Cool i'll get changed," you smile standing up and messing with the top of his hair.

Once changed you collapsed onto his bed, you used to sleep on the spare mattress but now it's normal just to share the bed.

The two of you continued to talk until 12am, laughing quietly in the light from the lamp in his bedside table,

you could feel his gentle breath on your face, minty from brushing his teeth earlier. You heated up a little realising how close your faces were, you couldn't deny the crush you'd developed on your best friend though you tried to the best of your ability.

He noticed you'd quietened down, a very light redness on your cheeks, this made him go a little red now also realising your closeness. His eyes glanced towards your lips involuntarily, you did as well.

He leaned in slightly, lips ghosting over yours.

You leaned in ever so slightly, ending in a kiss, he exhaled through his nose.

An alarm broke the two of you apart with a jolt, the alarm was to let the both of you know it was time to sleep.

You cleared your throat as he turned it off, not knowing what to do you quickly said "uhm I'm just gonna go sleep on the couch,"

"Wait-"

"We'll talk in the morning!" You walked out with your pillow, there were already blankets on the couch.

Morning came, and your phone woke you, your mum was calling and in your sleepiness you still remembered you didn't ask for permission to stay the night.

You squint your eyes to see the time, 6:07am.

"Hello?" You croak out groggily,

"Where are you?"

"I stayed at Peters,"

She obviously wasn't that happy but only said,

"It's a school day, come home right now and get ready please."

She hung up,

Oh shit, it is a school day

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Peter woke up later, he got up rubbing his eyes and walked to the couch, you weren't there.

He checked his phone and saw you messaged saying sorry you had to leave.

You made your way to school as fast as possible, with only five minutes to spare.

By lunch you were pretty tired, you shut your locker and saw Peter down the hall slightly shutting his as well, when he noticed you he began walking towards you.

Remembering about last you were a little awkward,

"Hi," He smiled making you a little more at ease,

"Hey Parker,"

"Listen I know now's not the best time but I cannot focus, so can we please talk?"

"Alright mister." You smile,

Peter looks around, he takes your hand and leads you to a storage closet.

"Really?"

"What?"

"A storage closet?" You bite back smile,

"I thought it might be nice to have a little privacy, sorry it doesn't meet your standards." He teases,

"Listen about the uhm, kiss,"

Anxiety swirled in your stomach but you calmed down, it's Peter, it's fine.

"I'm so sorry I should have asked! Maybe you didn't even want to and I was dumb and stupid and-"

"Wait wait no it's okay I uhm, I wanted to I promise I just, I don't know I really like you and was scared you regretted it and-"

"You like me?" You looked up at him, he had love and adoration in his eyes,

"yeah," You shyly smiled,

"I love you so much," he whispered, your mouth fell open slightly

"oh my god did I really just say that out loud,"

"Yeah, you did Pete," you laughed

"Would it be okay to kiss you right now?"

"Hm, yeah that checks out with me."

He leaned in almost instantly, kissing you, and after a minute the bell rang,

You broke the kiss, "Gotta go,"

"Noo," he leaned back in, his lips moving slowly against yours, "stay in the dark and dingy closet with me." He mumbled against your mouth, and you continued for a minute.

"Excuse me, isn't it a bit weird to be making out with my best friend?"

"Hm, no, I think it's pretty good actually." He mumbled against your lips, the two of you didn't stop until you heard the second bell a good five minutes later, "Pete we've really got to go now,"

He rested his forehead against yours, eyes suddenly lighting up,

"You know, now that I think about it maybe it is a little weird to do this with your best friend,"

You looked at him,

"Would it be less weird if it was your boyfriend?"

"Hm, you might be onto something,"

"Hey y/n?"

"Yes Peter?"

"Do you maybe wanna go on a date?"

"Sounds pretty nice to me." You smile.

In class you feel giddy, you can't really believe what just happened, and neither can Peter, but he really did love you.

You met him as spiderman

And You fell in love with him as Peter

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[pbnjparker]

Hi! I saw that your requests are open and I have one if that's OK? Do you think you could do one of Tom and the reader filming a romance film together. When they film the ending scene, their characters are old and the readers character dies of old age. Tom's emotions get the better of him and when they finish filming, Tom is still crying. The reader comforts him and reminds him that she's always going to be there. I hope you like it! Stay Safe <3

one last time | t. holland

an: bye this is so cute im actually :') its giving endgame end credits :/ hope u enjoy <3

pairing: tom holland x fem!reader (best friends sowwy)

And just like that the last 6 months ended with a single yell. Tears were shed and not because the final scene ended with you dying but because you wouldn't have to wake up at 4am for cast calls or work till the early hours filming.

You were sad because you were leaving him and the second you stepped off that sound stage you'd both would be memories of each other.

Waving goodbye to everyone; you headed towards the exit. Wiping away the few tears that managed to escape; you took a deep breath and opened the door. The cool summer air hitting your face, you smiled and look around spotting the brown curls you grew to love and hate.

You walked over and tapped his shoulder lightly, "Oh, are you alright?" You asked, sitting next to him, "I think so." He sniffled as he lightly rubbed his nose.

"What's wrong? I don't think I've ever seen you this emotional." You rubbed his back in attempt to soothe him, "It's just after today, we won't really see each other." He cried.

You sighed, "I'll be with you wherever you go, okay?" He picked up his head and looked at you with teary eyes, "You can't get rid of me that easily." You giggled, "You're going to do great things, I just know it."

Tom wiped his tears away and smiled, "I'm really going to miss you." He said, "Same here," You smiled, "Shall we go piss off set manager one last time?" You suggested getting up and holding your hand out.

Tom smiled and grabbed your hand, "Yeah, let's do it."

[marrziy]

Guia

Esse cantinho é um atalho para todas as minhas obras. Encarem como uma prateleira de imagines e fanfics. Os links para as histórias serão adicionados sempre que eu postar. Está tudo separado por fandom, personagem e gênero. Tem até um padrão de cor para cada tipo de trama:

Romance

Hot

Terror/Dark

Drama/Sad

Soft/Fluffy

Bem vindos ao meu quartinho da bagunça! Caso esse post se perca no meio de muitos outros, basta passar no meu fixado, vou deixar o link da masterlist por lá. Aqui tudo é misturado – série com filme e filme com série – mas quando o conteúdo for mais vasto, vou criar listas separadas com diferentes categorias.

OUTER BANKS (série)

• Rafe Cameron

"Entre tapas, ciúmes e fodas"

Parte 1 (drama/sad)

Parte 2 (drama/dark)

Parte 3 (hot)

"Assopre o pavio" (drama/dark)

SCREAM (franquia)

• Ethan Landry

"Eu tirei a virgindade de um assassino?" (hot/um dark de leve)

• Billy Loomis

"Pertença e obedeça" (dark)

• Stu Macher

"Pertença e obedeça" (dark)

• Wes Hicks

"O que acontece à meia-noite?" (hot)

STRANGER THINGS (série)

• Billy Hargrove

"Ebulição" (hot/romance)

• Jim Hopper

"Delinquente" (hot)

AHS (série)

• Kyle Spencer

"Ele aprendeu a sentir tesão" (hot com alguns poucos elementos sombrios)

• Tate Langdon

"Doente" (romance/terror/dark)

MARVEL (franquia)

• Peter Parker

"Vem relaxar de ladinho" - Tom Holland (hot)

• Tony Stark

"HotShort #1" (hot)

MARROWBONE (filme)

• Jack Marrowbone

"Decisão de não deixar partir" (sad)

BONECO DO MAL (filme)

• Brahms Heelshire

"Os bonequinhos de Brahms" (terror/dark)

HAZBIN HOTEL (série)

• Lucifer Morningstar

"Afago ao rei deprimido" (romance/sad)

THE BOYS (série)

• Antológicas

"The Boys x Male Reader" (hot)

Homelander/Hughie/Billy x MaleReader!super-ass

Outras listas:

HOT | masterlist

[liberty-barnes]

(Y/n) Lively-Reynolds Breaks Down Her Tattoos | GQ

Part 9 of the (Y/n) Lively-Reynolds series

Tom Holland x Singer/Actress!Lively-Reynolds!Reader

Summary: (Y/n) goes on GQ to explain her tattoos. It goes about as well as you can imagine.

Warnings: *smirks* just a couple of breakdown inducing fluffy things, no big deal, also a heavy load of background on (Y/n)’s life, as well as some mention of Louis and Harry’s closeting situation because my Larrie bones are strong and they’re everywhere

Word Count: 2.5k words

Estimated Reading Time: 12 minutes

A/N: Haha. Get guessing. And yes I did spend an hour on Picsart looking for the tattoos I wanted and putting them here so you have visual support for what I'm gonna be saying.

Also, in case you missed it, there is one more bonus chapter added to this series, you can check it out on the masterlist or here:

BONUS 6

Masterlist | Series Masterlist

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(Y/n) Lively-Reynolds appears, sitting on a stool in front of a white background. She’s wearing a white corset top, solid silk on the cups but see through everywhere else, as well as a light blue skirt and some white pumps.

She’s gesturing to her left arm.

“I actually have my next one planned really soon. It’s gonna be just a massive wolf’s head on my upper arm- why are you cringing? How did you end up doing a tattoo segment if tattoos scare you, Claire?”

Cut.

“Hi, I’m (Y/n) Lively-Reynolds and today, I’m here to break down my tattoos!”

The screen shows a number of her tattoos from a few different angles, before turning back to her.

“Alright, let’s try to do this chronologically. So the first tattoos I got were these ones on my outer ankle.”

The camera shows the tattoos, two short words following the curves of each of her lateral malleoli.

“I got these the day I turned eighteen. It’s my parents’ nicknames for me, written in their handwriting. Mom’s always called me angel cause well, I am one.”

She looks at the camera with an expression that screams “duh”.

“And Dad calls me daffodil cause it means new beginning in the language of flowers, and well, we’ve both had those.”

Next is a series of Roman numerals spelling XI-XIII-MMVIII just under her left collarbone.

“This one I got on my Mom’s birthday, just after the first two. It’s the date she adopted me and that we decided to use as my official birthday cause apparently I exude Scorpio energy. Mom often says she should have waited a few weeks cause two Scorpios in one household isn’t manageable. I don’t know what she’s talking about, I’m a delight to be around, especially when my Dad’s involved as well.”

Off-screen, someone asks.

“Do you know your actual date of birth, though?”

“I don’t, actually. The government whipped up a birth certificate when I was left at the orphanage, and they had to guess a bit, but it’s not fully accurate. I figured I’d just keep the day Mom adopted me as my birthday, cause it really did feel like that was the day I was born, you know? It didn’t feel like living until Mom showed me how to.”

The camera cuts to a view of her left arm, where a familiar symbol is tattooed.

“This one here I got the day I filmed my last episode for Supernatural. It’s the anti-possession tattoo that you see on the show, in the exact same place my character had hers. So yeah, a nice memory from the show which also keeps me safe from any demons wanting to take control of my meat suit.”

She smiles cheekily and the crew laughs.

The camera then shows a video of her chest, where the symbols for woman and man are connected by an infinity sign on her sternum. Her hands cover her breasts, and we can see that her nails are painted in a soft pink colour.

“This one I got when I was… nineteen? I think? I was at Comic-Con, during a panel for Supernatural and a girl named Sarah, she had to be a couple of years younger than me at the time… She told me that I was the reason she came out, that she understood that being bisexual is okay and she doesn’t have to choose, then she thanked me for helping her learn who she is.

“That was the moment I realised that I can do good with my platform, that what I say and how I act matter. I scheduled an appointment at Funhouse right after that and I got this tattoo the same day.”

The camera then shows a view of her left wrist, where the word breathe is written.

“This one I got a few months after Supernatural ended. While I was on the show, everyone protected me, cause I was so young. For two years, I lived in a bit of a happy bubble where I got to do what I loved without having to worry about many of the responsibilities.

“But when it ended, that changed. Suddenly, I was getting scripts left and right, people were recognizing me on the streets much more often, tabloids printed out the most gruesome and untrue gossip about me, everyone was wondering what my next step would be, including me… 

“It was all a bit overwhelming. I got this cause it’s in an easy-access place, and I can discreetly trace it whenever I’m nervous. It’s such a simple reminder, to breathe, but it got me through a lot of tough times when I was making the transition between being the child of someone famous that few people know or care about, to being someone famous myself.”

The camera then pans to her right ribcage, showing three delicate butterflies.

“I got this one when I was twenty-two. Up until then, I’d always been living with someone, whether that be my parents, or friends that I’d already made.

“But when I started filming for Forsaken, I didn’t have any of that. The plot of the movie is that my character, Adelia, is the sole survivor of a shipwreck and has to learn to take care of herself on a deserted island. It’s not until well into the film that we discover that there’s a tribe living on that island, on the other side of the mountains, and she joins them.

“As such, most of the initial filming was done alone. I was on a Hawaiian island,  I only had the crew around me, and as much as I bonded with them, it wasn’t the same as when you have a cast to share the load of filming.

“Much like my character, I had to learn to become independent, to live without my parents or my friends around to always remind me what to do. I didn’t have a PA at the time, either, so I had to learn to check my own schedule and make sure everything was in the right place. It sounds very spoiled, but when we’re filming, we’re extremely busy, so I was sort of on overdrive all the time.

“But at the same time, it made me feel grown, free. I knew that I could take care of myself, but that was the confirmation that I wasn’t a little girl anymore. So as soon as filming was over, I got these tattooed, to represent the freedom and the changes I went through during that filming.”

Subtitles appear on the screen, transcribing a question asked by the interviewer off-screen.

“Do you think that’s what made your performance so good? Even mentioned by some critics as the best performance of your career?”

She nods.

“Definitely. It’s the work I’m most proud of. I think because we went through similar things, I really managed to identify with Adelia. I think at some point the lines between me and her blurred. There’s a big part of me in Adelia and how she’s portrayed, but there’s also a part of Adelia in me, that I’ll most likely carry forever.”

The camera then shows her left ribcage, on the side of her body, where Louis Tomlinson’s famous smiley face is tattooed, along with the phrase we’ll be alright underneath. The lines are a bit wobbly, as though they weren’t done professionally, but the smile on her face as she talks about them is blinding.

“These are two of my favourites, actually. They’re two tattoos that complement each other, and I got them done just last year, in February. Louis and Harry have always been a big inspiration to me, not only because they’re amazing lyricists and performers, but because they stayed together through years of abuse, closeting, and homophobia until circumstances were finally right for them to come out. Since at the time, I was in a somewhat secret relationship as well, it felt nice to talk to someone who understood that yes, I want to brag about my boyfriend, but I don’t want everyone forcing me to admit something so private. I wanted things to be done on our own terms, and Lou and Haz understood that. 

“I spent two months with them, showing them my songs, getting closer to them, as well. We started out as mere acquaintances because Taylor introduced us, and two weeks into my stay, I could honestly say they’re some of my closest friends.

“So, after much begging on my part and promises that I would not regret it, I convinced them to tattoo me. Louis did the smiley face with the x’s, cause I love it and I’d always wanted to get it. Then Harry did the we’ll be alright underneath, for two reasons: one is that it’s a reference to Fine Line, my absolute favourite song of his, and a great inspiration for my own debut album, and two is that it’s just a gentle reminder that when everything’s going wrong, it’ll be alright eventually.”

Next is a dragon tattoo on her right thigh. It takes up almost the entire surface of it and is extremely detailed.

“This one, I’m not gonna lie, it hurt like a motherfucker. It’s the most detailed one I have, too. At first, I barely even felt anything, because the thighs aren’t as sensitive, so I was lulled into a false sense of security. But the tattoo was huge and detailed, and it has a lot of shading as you can see. 

“I was alright for the first hour, and the second only hurt a little, kind of like how when I got my butterfly tattoos. By hour three it was starting to be really fucking painful, and by the time the artist was doing the last shading, I was ready to chop off my legs and be done with it, it hurt so bad. I wanted to seem tough, so I just followed the instructions calmly and walked out of the studio, but as soon as the door closed and they couldn’t see me anymore, I had Tommy carry me out. I could barely walk.

“Seriously, four hours in what feels like constantly the same spot was– complicated, my leg was sore for a couple of days. Tommy loved it, of course, he likes taking care of me, and he’ll take any opportunity to get to touch me so I just let him mother-hen me a bit. 

“Besides, the tattoo was an homage to him so he felt like it was partially his fault that I was suffering. I got it right after we went public with our relationship because dragons are a symbol of strength and hidden knowledge. It’s my way to remember that no matter how much everyone talks and thinks they know everything, we’re the only ones who know who we really are.”

She looks off screen and snorts.

“Oh, my God, are you crying? Maisie, no, don’t cry! If you start crying, I’ll start crying and then my makeup will be ruined.”

Cut.

(Y/n) gently wipes her eyes.

“Oof, okay, that’s enough of that, we still have a couple more. Now, what came after the dragon? Oh, right! The snake!”

The camera now shows a familiar snake, tattooed onto the middle of her back, right over her spine.

“I got this one the day my debut album, Stepping Stones, came out. The snake is my album cover, and although many people see it as a negative symbol, it’s completely different in my book.

“Snakes represent rebirth and transformation, they’re a symbol of creative life force. This album was very personal to me. Lyrically, it can be very vague, and represent many things, but if you look closely enough, it’s like you’ll get a peek into my mind, and into all the moments where I’ve had to change, adapt, and overcome difficulties. This one also hurt like a bitch, which, after the dragon one I should have been discouraged but… Tom always jokes and calls me a masochist cause I keep getting tattoos even though I always end up crying afterwards.”

Finally, the camera pans to her left collarbone, where a series of Roman numerals sits parallel to the first ones, spelling out XVII-XII-MMXXII.

The camera switches back to her just in time to see the brief panic pass through her face, that she cleverly disguises with a laugh.

“This one’s my most recent one! I got it about ten days ago! It’s the date we adopted our dog, Atalanta. She’s a rescue and had been at the shelter ever since she was just a couple of weeks old. Tom actually went there with Harrison, his best friend, cause he was looking to get a cat. But Tom saw Tala and it was love at first sight. So now I have two golden retrievers instead of just one.”

Cut.

She smiles.

“And that’s all the tattoos I have for now! I want to say a special thank you to my interviewer, Claire, my camerawoman, Maisie, and my amazing PA, Georgia, for making this interview run smoothly and not be extremely awkward given that you saw me half-naked for a lot of it.”

The crew laughs and she blows them kisses.

“Anyway, I hope you liked this video, and don’t forget to subscribe to GQ for more videos like these!”

End of video.

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yn_my_beloved: if wasn’t sure i was a lesbian before this video i definitely am now, holy shit, where i can get one?

tomfuckinghotland: i love how literally every tattoo has a meaning, no matter how small it is, and she just- lets us in on them? Like up until now i thought she got the butterflies cause they were pretty but omg!!! I’ve never felt so honoured to be let into someone’s mind

iphoneconspiracies28: (Y/n)’s really just out here living all our collective dreams, getting to hang out with Larry and have them tattoo her!!! ALEXA PLAY I WISH BY ONE DIRECTION

girlsboysandyn: I’m sorry, you’re telling me that the bisexual symbol tattoo was a result of me telling (Y/n) she gave me the courage to come out? She remembers me? I made a difference in her life? That’s it, I’ve peaked.

steppingstonesholland: Uh… Guys. The date she has written is December 17th 2022. They adopted Atalanta on December 3rd. And the panic??? What does this mean?? ARE THE ENGAGEMENT RUMORS TRUE PLS I CAN’T HANDLE THIS HOLY FUCKING SHIT

tomynschild: New prompt just dropped: Tom taking care of (Y/n) after she got the dragon tattoo, writers, make us proud.

(Y/n) Lively-Reynolds ✔ reply to tomynschild: Do you think it would get them writing faster if I posted a couple of the videos I took of when he was taking care of me?

tomynschild reply to (Y/n) Lively-Reynolds ✔: Most definitely yes please mom.

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Against Heaven

Pairing - King Of Hell Tom Holland x Fallen Angel Reader

Summary - A note has fallen with an Angel, bringing heart to heart fluffy feelings but With it comes danger in the right directions!

Warnings - 18+ Angst but not with the couple, mentions of abuse but the abuse does not happen to anyone at all, smut (praise kink, female receiving, sex)

A/N - More to come with part 2, soon! There is also going to be writing on Tom Holland such as Mobster au, his characters such as Nathan Drake, Peter Parker and Arvin Russel. And finally himself. Plus Merman and Prince finale parts are coming soon. Thank you for supporting and appreciating my blog, it has been delightful for me. On another note, the mood boards are still open, if you would like one! Hope you enjoy reading this and my future works. 

Word count - 3.4K+

“Oh, my sweet Angel,” Tom brings his strong arms to cradle you, your white pale wings following you as he lifts you up. “Who left you on the floor, should be shamed!” Tom scoffs as he carries you to his warm, comfortable bed.

You enjoy the heat radiating off of Tom, his arms are like heaven except heaven isn’t warm or safe! That one is to imagine…

You close your eyes, until you feel soft, smooth silk running against your back. Sighing in content as the fluffy covers are pulled over you. But it got better because just as you thought Tom was going to walk away, he didn’t. He lifted up the covers to slide next to you, yet again cradling you like you were his.

“Are you ok, Darling?” He asks, in the most curious way. His voice is so soft like velvet, music flowing into your ears. “Mm,uh” you hummed feeling tired. you are a small, delicate Angel needing your rest when things get to stressed, Tom thought stroking his larger finger tips through your hair to relax you. Kissing your forehead, while you sleep.

Tom feels rage as he knows of heavens attic’s.. pulling you closer into his chest to warm you up.

Later that afternoon, Tom is in the throne room looking at a letter written by Heaven. Tom tuts at the poor excuse of a letter.

We sent an angel, who was no good! No longer pure but full of redness and evil. Do as you please with her, she is no good to us. Feed her to your demons if you will, better place for her. We did not harm her because we know that you will, also didn’t have the time for her pathetic excuse of a life. We have more important things to do and see. Torture her or squish her, do what you like to harm her! We would love to listen to the results of your behaviour towards the useless angel. Yours sincerely, heaven.

He rips it up for a his servant to clear it, looking the other way to a book that entails a powerful secret. Picking it up, wiping the dust off to read the pages clearly. He knew of a secret but nothing much about it, he was intrigued! Smirking at the words he read…

A particular Fallen Angel will present hell, heaven is clueless at what is to come of their actions. They will be out powered at what they thought was weak and useless. Grace of Hell will be crowned, long grace the Queen!

That is why he felt a connection when he picked you up. That is why he wants to protect and love you, Tom thinks. Bashing the doors on his way out, he comes to you just waking up from your slumber. Stretching on his bed, you give him doe like eyes. Tom reached out to stroke your scalp, you purr at his touch. He comes closer pulling you into his arms, smiling at your sounds.

“What is your name, Darling? I am the king of hell, people call me high class titles but you can call me Tom, sweetheart!” He states, feeling your soft, white wings. They are so beautiful like you. You do not feel scared, which is strange considering he is so powerful and deadly. Liking his touch, You are brave to place his larger hand into your smaller one, therefore, Tom graces you with a smile on his face, loving your touch!

“I’m Y/N, your Grace,” you explained, shyly covering your face with your kneels. Tom frowns, “please do not call me anything other than Tom or names of Your choosing.” He gently pulls your kneels away from you, “let me see your pretty face, please don’t hide from me, my love.” You comply, as Tom was pushing some of your hair back behind your ear.

You was confused as he called you his love but you let it go, “what am I doing here?” Asking another question instead. You sit up looking around the bedroom, so unfamiliar yet so comforting. Tom looks into yours eyes as you tilt your head full of curiosity.

“Yes but first As long as I am here, no one can hurt you! Understand sweetheart?” Tom sternly but softly says to you, gently kissing your forehead. You get chills down your body as his lips connect to your skin. “Yes, Tom!” You lightly breathed out, looking in bewilderment.

“That is good!,” He praise but then sighs of what is to tell to you, trying to explain simply.

“Heaven sent myself a letter. They thought considering I’m the king of this realm. I am “evil” and punish souls, which I do but not for no reason, Darling,” Tom quotes, continuing, “They stated that they gave you to hell, pacifically for me to punish you,” Tom grits his teeth, to keep his cool at just thinking how heaven has betrayed you.

You are in shock, tears in your eyes. Looking away at Tom, before he could even get another word in you ran out of the room. Not even knowing where you was going. Tom gasped, “No, darling I’m not going to hurt you,” he quickly ran straight after you, he knew that your reaction was going to be bad. Going to be somewhat scared of him too. It made him feel sick full of hatred, towards heaven the way they thought he would treat his soon to be loved Queen.

He never knew of course, that you was going to end up coming into his life. To make him feel this way, for him to cherish and hold you for a couple of times so far is the world to him! He will happily show it to you and the whole universe too, not afraid of his feelings as he once was.

He caught you just as you was going to lock a bathroom door. He wrapped his strong, protective arms around you. Comforting you with sweet nothings. “Hey, hey, hey, sh sh, I’m not ever going to hurt you my sweet, sweet girl,” he kisses your forehead, “They thought I was going to do something dreadful to you, but instead I fell in love with you, Darling,” He confesses, with a bit of hope of you loving back.

He picked your chin up to look him into his eyes. His heart broke seeing you with glossy, teary eyes “You understand, what I said! no one is going to hurt you because I will always protect and love you no matter what!” You cuddling him back tighter into his warm, toned chest smiling. He wipes your remainder tears from your eyes and cheeks.

Your breathing goes back to normal, feeling content to finally speak, “You are delightful Tom, I know you will never hurt me. I was just shocked with the information, I didn’t know how to deal with it. Sorry for running away, but you caught me in time.” You giggle, “I love you too, softy,” he puts his hand on his chest giving you a offended look, you giggle harder.

“I am not a softy, only for you,” he winked, flirty. “Do you feel a pull towards each other? Because just a few hours to a day Knowing you I feel connected like I was meant to be with you,” you asked, stating the obvious. Tom smiles at your words, Tom takes your hand guiding you back to his bedroom.

“I do too, it’s crazy but it’s wonderful what fate can do for demons and Angles like you and I!” He reply, honestly. Propping you up against his chest on his lap, wrapping his arms around you again. You purr again, Tom chuckles.

“I love your reaction, sweet Angel,” he kisses your cheek, you blush at the feeling. You lean back a bit more feeling his abs, through his thin shirt is a really good feeling.

“I’ve got something else to tell too, My Love,” That is why he calls you, My Love you thought. Tom fidgets with his rings on his fingers, you notice taking his hand to calm him. Smiling towards him to continue. 

Tom turns you around in his lap, so that your facing towards him, “Heaven or anyone does not know this yet, I’ve only just found out today too. We are fated together and I feel so grateful to have you. You are The Queen that I’ve been looking for,” Tom kisses your cheek. “will you do me the honours to be my Gorgeous, powerful Queen, My Love?” He looks into your beautiful eyes. You nodded, consenting into your fate.

Tom smiles snapping his fingers for a beautiful crown appears in his lean, slender fingers. “Just fitted for you, My Darling Queen,” He places it on your head, smiling at you. “Oh my gosh, of course Tommy,” he closes his eyes pulling you into your first kiss on the lips, passionately. His hand gently holding your jaw, your eyes closed as you kiss him back. They are soft and moulded into one another’s perfectly, like fate have said they meant to be forever.

“Pretty crown for a pretty lady,” Tom bops your nose, you giggle. “It’s heavy isn’t it,” you take it off, putting it on the table side. Tom just nods, lifting you up. “Do you want to change, beautiful,” looking at your night gown, seeing that it was still on you. “You have a whole wardrobe full of dresses, you can say when you want something new,” Tom points over, where the doors lead to your clothes. “Thanks,” you kiss his cheek.

Getting off his lap to pick out a dress. You hold up two beautiful dresses. “What do you think? This one or this one,” you ask Tom’s opinion, showing him the dresses. “Love, you can decide but if it makes you happy the red one gotta be matching,”He smiles winking, butterflies going up to your stomach. You smile wider, taking the red dress off the hanger to wear it.

“You need help? sweetheart,��� You nod, he comes behind you to help you with the strings to your dress. Pulling them tighter, “is that tight enough, Princess?” “Yes, it’s good thank you,” you smile, to face Tom. You tippy toe to Kiss him sweetly on his lips. He chuckles, that your shorter than him.

“God, you look Gorgeous baby,” Tom compliments you.

You and Tom walk down the hall holding hands to the throne room, since business needs to be attended. You see that there are two thrones, one for the king and one needed for a Queen. The chairs are very high, Tom lifts you up onto your throne. “Do you like your chair?” he whispers, kissing your cheek. You giggle nodding at his silly behaviour.

“Do you want to sit on my lap, or do you want to sit in your own chair, sweetheart?” Tom questions, smirking. Your eyes lit up to the question. “I’m a sit in your lap,” you shyly, said bringing your arms for Tom to pull you back down. He chuckles, kind of knowing your answer. He sits on his throne, and lifts you up onto his lap. “There where you belong, my Queen,” he kisses your cheek, you giggle. “My king,” you whisper, smiling. “Yes, my love” Tom whispers back. “Nothing, I was just calling you My king,”you giggle, he smiles. “So precious,” kissing you.

His Dark black wings go around you as the large doors open. People, his subjects coming through to the gathering. They look up to see you on his lap, some where praised at how lovely looking you were. Some was not happy for their king. They know not to say anything unless it’s positive or their king will have their head! His subjects asking questions and business is normal, being the king of hell.

They know not to look at his Queen, as he secures his arms round you. While he listens to the enquiries, he strokes the back of your head near your neck. Watching souls for the next bit of time as subjects go out through the door but one demon always needs correcting!

Tom turns his head into the direction of the demon looking at what is his. “Respect your Queen, keep your eyes off of her you Runt,” Tom growls, you whimper as his sudden tone. The demon apologises immediately. Tom notices you are afraid, “sh, sh sweetheart, it’s ok,” he coos, kissing your cheeks, You smile.

“Do you want to go the bedroom? darling, you look tired.” Tom lifts you up, taking your hand to take you to bed. You nod, as you arrive to the bedroom. You change into Tom’s top, he smiles noticing you in his top. Stripping to just his boxers, Tom climbs into bed. He takes you into his arms, “Are you ok? Darling,” Tom asks, playing with your hair. Your laying against his chest on your back, “yes, are you?” You close your eyes so relaxed at his touch. “Yes,” Tom kisses your head.

“Go to sleep, My Love,” Tom whispers, pulling you closer. You closing your eyes, “Goodnight, Tommy,” you whisper, “Goodnight My Queen, love you so much, Darling.” Tom whispers, back kissing your forehead. “Love you so much too, Pretty boy,” you giggle, Drifting to sleep.

Tom got up next morning, kissing his beloved on the cheek. You stir, wrapping yourself into the covers more, still asleep. Tom walking down the Dark, red hallways writing a note, to heaven.

I dismiss your concerns of this Angel, sweet innocent souls are to be privileged! Up roar will bring you no greater to good of your words. You are neither good as I am, it’s disgusting how you treat your people. However, you do not need to worry about this Angel that has fallen. Yours sincerely Hell…

Tom signs the paper sending it off to his servant to send to heaven. You come through the door.. “Haz, is that you?” He turns to you wrapped up around your fluffy blanket. “Hello, Darling,” he wraps his arms around you, cooing at how cute you are. You nod, your wings fluttering as he touches you. Sensing that your protected and comfortable. He smiles, petting your head, such an innocent soul you are. You rub your face against his grinning, petting his curly locks as he did yours. “Hi, mmm your warm,” you giggle, snuggling up to him more.

“Do you not get enough heat,” Tom chuckles, you shook your head. “Your such a tease, Tommy,” you stated walking towards the door. Begging him to follow you to your bedroom. He takes your hand, you look so adorable with your blanket around you. You make him sit on the bed, you straddle him.

Locking lips so pure and heavenly, tasting such sweetness was actually forbid in heaven. It was such a sinful act before marriage, even in public or in private unless the circumstances of normal life. For instants not sex for pleasure, to full fill your needs and desires. Tom puts his hands on your waist, rubbing up and down.

You getting wet by the minute at his touch! A pure Angel doing such sinful acts makes you feel on top of the world. You grin as you rock your hip on Tom’s lower bulge in his pants. You Throw your head back a bit letting out a moan. “Mm, that’s it baby girl, that’s it moan for me sweet girl!” You let out another moan, feeling great as your wetness gets spread. Tom turns you around, so he can feel you properly. That blanket and your clothes long gone now!

You whimper as Tom drags his fingers to your needy Cunt, he slides the soaking wet thongs off of you. “Your soak darling, my needy little girl,” he kisses you, teasing with his tongue. He puts one finger in while his thumb is rubbing on your clit very lightly. “You like that don’t you pretty girl?” He asks licking his lips, smirking. You nod. “Use your words, Princess,” he corrects you.

“Yes, Tommy!” You squish your thighs together. “No, baby open your legs, let me take care of you,” He parts your legs again, while going deeper into your soaking wet pussy. “That’s it, such a good girl,” he whispers, praising you. “It feels so good Tommy,” you moan as you fuck yourself against Tom’s long, slender fingers. Tom brings his other large hand onto your tit, massaging it.

“Are you close, baby, are you going to cum for me sweetheart,” he kisses your head, finger fucking faster as you cum. “Ahhh, Tommy fuck I’m going to cum,” “cum for me darling, there is a good Angel,” he coos into your ear as you release your high. Lifting you up to sit the other way to face him, you dry hump his cock. His length being so tight underneath his boxers and trousers.

“Darling, what are you doing?” He Questions as you go down, trying to undo his trousers. “Need you,” you whimper, like you are in heat. “Baby girl, let me,” he chuckles standing up taking off his clothes. Tom takes off your remainder of clothes as you moan humping on his hard cock. “Can you fuck me now Tommy,” you grinned, at him wrapping your arms around his neck. Feeling his soft, gorgeous locks.

“I’m a going to fuck you so good, My Queen,” He says with a hint of possessive nature. You grin wider loving at how possessive and strong he can be. He takes the tip and you slowly go down with it being inside you, you moan at the feeling. “Is that ok, can I move Darling?” “Yes” you moan barely getting a word out. He thrusts up to your needy little cunt, you gasp. “Feels so fucking good Tommy,” you throw your head back and moan really loudly.

“That’s it baby, your doing so well, such a good girl, my good girl,” Tom praises you, he pounding into you quicker. “Fuck, Darling your cunt is squishing me so Fucking good,” Tom grunts, as he pulls out and goes back in again. “Aweee, Tommy,” you moan so fucking loud. “That’s it baby scream my name so the whole of heaven, knows I’m fucking my gorgeous, sexy Queen,” he growls, holding you tighter as you both come closer.

“I feel so good, Tommy fuck me, fuck me harder,” you scream in pleasure, “as you wish, Darling,” he fucks you harder even if that is possible, hitting your G spot. “I’m going to cum Tommy,” you gush as Tom hits another good spot. “I’m close too, darling, where do you want me to cum darling?” He asks, smiling. “Inside me please,” you moan, “yes, I’m going to cum inside my Queen,” Tom moaned, pumping his load into your walls. White, sticky cum dripping out of your pretty pussy. As cum filled you up it trigged your high, you release as you feel his seed.

Your faces are in bliss holding one another. “Fuck, you good Darling?” “Yes,” you get your breathe back as you both come down from your highs. Tom hugs you tighter to comfort you, because let’s face it he is really big on after care! He kisses and coos at you. Putting new clothes on the both of you, he tightens your corset just enough for it not to fall down. Kissing your shoulder, as your in-front of the mirror. “My beautiful Queen, so strong yet so precious,” he continues “you are drop dead gorgeous, love you so much My Love.” Kissing your cheek, you giggle.

Turning around his arms to kiss his lips. “Your my Handsome King, love you so much too Tommy.” You reply kissing him again, he smiles. “Are you hungry, My Dear?” He asks, holding your hand stroking it. You nod, he Leeds you to the dinning room. You being a cluster thou, tripped over your dress, nearly falling over on your face.

“Ah, fuck,” as you fall but Tom caught you in an instant with his strong, vein popping arms. You laugh at how he caught you. “Darling, you good? Please be careful,” kissing your cheek. You nod, taking his hand again. Tom pulls a chair out for you, pushing you into the table.

You see one of your favourite meals, “it looks amazing Tom, thank you,” you kiss his cheek, “your welcome, Darling,” he kisses your cheek back. You eat and laugh about different subjects, feeling so natural around Tom like you have been knowing him for years. “Your such a sweet Angel, My Love,” Tom flirts, taking your hand into his. He really does adore you, hoping to get power over heaven sometime soon!

[raes-writing-space]

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Last Updated: 03/26/2024

Marvel:

Tom Holland Peter Parker (Writing Prompt) Drabble:

Tom Holland Peter Parker Accidental Kiss Drabble:

Gamora x Fem!Reader Drabble:

X-Men Peter Maximoff/Quicksilver x Reader Drabble:

Doc Ock/Otto Octavius Lemon/NSFT ***:

Into The Spiderverse:

Surprise! (Peter B. Parker x Reader) Drabble:

The Hobbit:

Tauriel x Fem!Reader Drabble:

Star Wars (SW Shows Included):

Sweet Dreams Bad Batch Tech x GN! Jedi!Reader Drabble:

Disney:

Fluffy Domestic Headcanons for Tadashi Hamada (Big Hero 6):

Platonic and Romantic Headcanons for Tadashi Hamada (Big Hero 6):

Tadashi Hamada x GN!Reader Who Wants To Open A Restaurant Headcanons:

Tadashi Hamada x Reader Drabble:

Tadashi Hamada x Reader *Academic Burnout Comfort*:

Harry Potter (Fuck JK Rowling):

Harry Potter World Basics Part 1:

Harry Potter World Basics Part 2:

Imagine Pranking Fred and George for their birthday Drabble:

Fred and George Weasley Wand Headcanons:

Night At The Museum:

Rise of The Guardians:

[annab-recs]

what i read this month - september ‘22

❀ = nsfw/mature content, minors dni

reminder to read the warnings before a fic & remember to support writers & reblog :)

organized alphabetically by fandom, then by pairing, then by author

stranger things

at night when light is fading - @harringtown

summary: au based on fair by the amazing devil (aka eddie falls in love thats it thats the fic)

eddie munson x reader, oneshot, genre: fluff

waking up with eddie blurb - @harringtown

summary: fluffy eddie goodness

eddie munson x reader, blurb, genre: fluff

never even noticed rooms were made bright by you - @harringtown

summary: eddie likes the reader, the reader likes eddie, and it just takes a near death experience or two to figure it out (aka friends to lovers w a dash of angst)

eddie munson x reader, oneshot, friends to lovers

get the darkness to dance - @harringtown

summary: eddie has a nightmare & reader comforts him (aka some angst, some fluff, and a touch starved eddie getting the affection he deserves)

eddie munson x reader, oneshot, genre: fluff/hurt comfort

long island iced tea - @luveline

summary: you call your boyfriend eddie from a party in need of saving. or, you lose your t-shirt under mysterious circumstances and eddie has to get you dressed and take you home

eddie munson x reader, oneshot, genre: fluff

you get jealous - @appocalipse

summary: steve tries to mend your anger when you're jealous

steve harrington x jealous!reader, blurb

steve harrington must die - @harringtown

summary: three of steve harrington’s exes set up their former boyfriend to fall in love with the reader, so they can break his heart (aka introductions, general set up, and a laser tag date)

steve harrington x reader, series (ongoing), john tucker must die au, fake dating, genre: fluff/angst

sleepless night - @underoossss

summary: steve loves to cuddle, so when you can’t sleep, he comes to find you

steve harrington x reader, blurb, genre: fluff

tom holland & co

the loving game - @parkerpeter24

summary: tom holland, the most wanted fratboy in your campus, had already decided that he’d never fall for anyone but he can barely resist your smile, much less the little music notes you draw on top of his notes when you get paired for a project. the only problem? your brother might not like the whole ordeal

frat!tom holland x reader, smau series (complete), college au, genre: fluff

dad!tom blurb - @sunshinehollandd

summary: cuddling with your twins and tom on a cozy sunday morning

dad!tom holland x reader, blurb, genre: fluff

top gun: maverick

baby's baby - @topguncortez

summary: bradley imagined a lot of things happening when he turned 18, one of them was not getting his best friend pregnant after a one night stand

bradley "rooster" bradshaw x pregnant!mitchell!reader, genre: fluff/angst

[kaylasficrecs]

tom holland recs

birthday girl | au, imagine, fluff | @farfromharry 

torn leaves, broken hearts | one shot, angst | @t-lostinworlds 

hostility | series | @intergalacticsuperstar

i’ve got you, always | imagine, flangst | @t-lostinworlds 

stuck on you | imagine, angst | @underoos-shield 

insecure about a post | imagine, flangst | @poguesholland

fine line | series | @luciwritesstuff

missing him | imagine, angst | @tomthesoftie 

like to be you | imagine, fluff | @sunshinesteviee

give me a minute to hold my girl | one shot, flangst | @waitimcomingtoo

distance | imagine, flangst | @sweetlysilent

flowers | au, one shot, flangst | @unbelievableholland 

slide in | one shot, fluff | @uglypastels

true reflections | imagine, flangst | @uglypastels

late night cuddles | drabble, fluff | @tomthesoftie

money can’t buy you love | au, series | @hilllsnholland 

happy accident | one shot, the holy trinity (fluff/angst/smut) | @hollandsangel

stove light | imagine, flangst | @hollandsangel

the silent treatment | imagine, flangst (more fluff) | @alltoowelltom

king of social media | imagine, fluff | @sourcherryandsprinkles 

half of you | imagine, flangst | @hollandsangel  

secret relationships | imagine, fluff | @tommoholland2013

desperate to see you | imagine, fluffy flangst | @pitubea1910 

post-it lover | imagine, fluff | @erule 

i want to forget | au, series | @shellshocklove

kiss me slowly | au, imagine, fluff | @storybookholland 

hate comments | imagine, flangst | @wtfholland 

falling hard | series | @something-fanfiction-ie 

stay | imagine, fluff | @softspideys

ceo!tom | au, one shot, flangst | @wtfholland 

five signs you’re too close to your boss | au, one shot, fluff | @softspiderling

support | drabble, fluff | @lousimusician 

kisses and cuddles | imagine, fluff | @peterdarlingg

friends to lovers | imagine, flangst | @silkscream

make me love you | au, series | @mrs-hollandstan

it's okay to cry | imagine, comfort flangst | @mrs-hollandstan

doubt it | series | @angelic-holland

waiting in the airport after holiday | imagine, fluff | @osterfield-holland-andcompany

sweet creature | imagine, fluff | @blissfulparker

green and gold | one shot, smut, fluff | @shawnxstyles

[ace-sher-bi-john]

This is unrelated to Sherlock, but I am also obsessed with MCU Spider-Man and I have an ace headcanon to share:

Peter Parker is heteromantic asexual.

I don't have a deep canon compliant explanation. I just happen to be asexual and once I read a fanfic where Peter was ace, ace of hearts by ironfidus. Check it out if you want it's awesome. From the day I read that story, I decided to headcanon Peter as ace.

I plan to one day write a fanfic, which will basically be a complete rewrite of Far From Home in which Tony is alive, Mysterio doesn't attack Peter's class on their Europe trip and it can basically be a super fluffy and awkward slowburn romance between Peter and MJ.

The main conflict in the story is Peter's asexuality. He is terrified of asking MJ out, because he knows that one day he'll have to tell her he's asexual. While he knows she's an LGBTQ+ ally, he has no idea if that extends to asexual people, even though it of course should. Beyond MJ's reaction, he has no idea how anyone will react to him if he comes out. He's not even out to Ned, May, Tony, anyone.

But eventually, he gets the courage to ask her out. They go on their first date, where Peter blurts out that he's asexual. MJ doesn't leave. She supports him. She wants to be his girlfriend.

Then they live "happily ever after" I guess. I enjoy imagining that their relationship lasts a lifetime. Through going to different colleges, different careers, a few rough patches. But they always work things out. Eventually they get married, have a family (ace people can have children too), grow old together.

I feel like that would be fun to write and feel more rewarding than the way their relationship happened in the movie.

He also comes out to all of his found family and they all support him as well. He had every reason to be worried, but everything worked out in the end.

I have no idea if I'll ever write the story, but I've already come up with the perfect title. Of Hormonal Teenagers and Quacksons. Despite London not being one of the locations on the trip in the movie, I feel that it would be a missed opportunity to not make a quackson joke in the story. Peter should definitely pronounce croissants in Tom Holland's accent.

[upindreamland]

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Last Updated: June 17, 2023

I post whatever and whenever

REQUESTS ARE OPEN (i’ll try my best)

✿ - fluff ϟ - angst

OS = Oneshot TI = Text Imagine IA = Instagram AU

Jonah Marais Imagines

- I hope ✿ OS

Summary: A lyric prank text with the song I hope

- Mother's Day ✿ OS

Summary: Husband!Jonah and your kids surprise you on Mother’s Day

- Cool Together ✿ OS

Summary: A fluffy scenario I imagined about you and Jonah painting each other’s nails.

Jack Avery Imagines

- Fan Speculation ✿ OS

Summary: Fans are amazing detectives which could be good, unless you’re trying to keep a relationship a secret. Fans start speculating if Jack and you are dating… guess you’ll have to read to find out if it’s true or not

Zach Herron Imagines

- In My Arms ϟ

Summary: Your safe spot has always been in your husband's arms. What happens when just 15 words causes it to crumble down

- Part 2 of: In My Arms ϟ/✿

Summary: Your husband is back after being gone for a while.

Daniel Seavey Imagines

- Sims and Episode ✿ TI

Summary: Texts about Sims and Episodes leads to Daniel...fainting?

Sebastian Stan Imagines

- Ethan Allen? ✿ TI

Summary: Your boyfriend gets a little jealous.... over a store

Chris Evans Imagines

- Today, Tomorrow, and the Eternity to come ϟ/✿ OS

Summary: A nightmare is horrible to deal with, but having Chris by your side to calm you down makes it all so much better

- Obvious ✿ OS

Summary: a request where reader is famous victoria secret model and she is married to chris evans

Timothee Chalamet Imagines

- Olive you ✿ TI

Summary: Texts between you and Timmy since you’re bored and home alone

Tom Holland Imagines

Brother Tom:

- Holland Siblings Group Chat ✿ TI

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

Peter Parker:

- I'll forever love you... ϟ TI

Summary: Loving someone comes with sacrifices. Who would have thought that sacrifice would be ending your relationship...

Harry Styles Imagines

- Random Texts ✿ TI

Summary: Random texts between you and your older brother

Mason Mount Imagines

- First I love you's ✿ TI

Summary: The first time you and Mason say I love you to each other (on accident...)

Phil Foden Imagines

- Hard Launch (ft. Mason Mount) ✿ IA

Fred Weasley Imagines

- Your smile ✿ OS

Summary: Just Fred doing whatever he can to make you smile. 

- Happy birthday my love ✿ OS

Summary: Fred makes your birthday one you’ll never forget.

[pashminalamb]

Hi belle! Im so sorry for a late reply I was not online so much because I am so busy with all the activities in school😭. I’ve not really taken a rest yet but I’m fine! I try to take in between breaks when I do my activities so I’m hanging in there! And anyways I kinda have an Imagine with Oliver. So I am currently obsessed with Marvel right now, me and my family watched it in timeline order and I loved it so much!! So imagine watching all the movies and series with Oliver and the both of you are just simping for the characters and the actors😂 so yeah thats it hehe

How about you belle? Have you watched any marvel movies/series?

-💙

Don't worry abt it Blue! ( ∩´͈ ᐜ `͈∩) take your time and reply when you feel like it okay? no pressure ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

And same, my writing time has been cut down due to assignments and papers that i have to work on- so i'm taking it easy ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა its okay to not keep up with timelines (cause i have fomow both here and irl- so i'm working on that)

Marvel movies! I actually wanted to say this for halloween- Aiku in a spiderman suit. but since he is obsessed with cowboy hats- he's just gonna wear that a pair of boots since it suits his very 'laid back personality'.

As for watching Marvel movies... I have seen a few- and on an unpopular opinion, Toby Maguire will always be my fav spider man (like ik tom holland and andrew garfield are cute- but just... nah. Toby is my childhood ૮꒰⸝⸝> <⸝⸝꒱), apart from that i've seen avengers, winter soldier and yeah that's it. I don't watch a lot of marvel movies tbh... my friends and roommates are maniacs tho (and they're telling me to watch the boys- i'm not sure if its marvel tho) i'm more of a DC girl- and the latest series i watched... its just romantic killer (anime) and i'm waiting for Ragnarok season 2 to come in...

Small Oliver Drabble - angsty fluffy cause i couldn't help it and he's my fav ૮꒰/ฅ//ฅ//꒱ა :

Oh yea if there was a marvel movie marathon ik he's gonna go with the popular opinion and like black widow- and banter with you, even if he doesn't mean it.

"You know if I weren't stuck with you, i'd totally trade you with Natasha Romanov." he said, grabbing popcorn and putting them into his mouth.

"Mhm hm... pretty sure you can do that now, since you have a football career and the world hasn't run out of red heads who speak Russian and latin- any girl would kill to have Aiku Oliver as a boyfriend." you replied humorlessly, resting into the sofa.

"You wouldn't?"

"Hm... not when you have Thor, Loki, Tony Stark, Peter parker, Steve Rogers and Bucky to entertain you. Its a different feeling when you want someone you can't have yet you're satisfied with it." you ranted, shrugging your shoulders, taking some popcorn into your hand and eating it.

"So you'd rather have characters portrayed by people on screen who don't even know you rather than me?" he contested, his voice sounding more serious rather than the tinge of amusement he got into friendly arguments.

It fueled your desire to tease him, your mind curious and the want to entice a reaction out of him.

"I mean..." you drawled out, a smirk making its way on your face. "I might not bag them in real life, but I am pretty happy with the view I'm getting. I did this before my first relationship and I also did the same thing before I met you. A girl can dream you know?"

"Even if you have me?" "Even if I have you."

"I'm gonna go get some water." he said, rolling his eyes and getting up from the sofa. Letting a few minutes pass you set the bowl of popcorn on the table, pausing the movie to follow him.

Standing at the door of the kitchen you watched as he stared at the counter, clutching a glass of water. Walking behind him, you circled your arms around his torso, nuzzling your nose into his back, hugging him close to you.

"You know that i was only teasing right?"

"Mhm." "Is Oliver upset with me?" "..." "Did I make my Oliver angry?"

"..."

"You know that I didn't mean it." you pouted, feeling him sigh.

"You're lucky you have me. I don't think Bucky and gang would be able to put up with your annoying ass." he said with a scoff.

"You brat." you laughed, biting into his back, making him yelp. Turning around he caressed your face, placing a lingering kiss on your head, his heterochromatic eyes staring into yours as he rubbed his thumb against your cheek.

"Jeg elsker deg." he murmured. "Jeg elsker too deg."

He chuckled.

"Let's go back. I get to pick a movie this time." [Jeg elsker deg is Norwegian, but Swedish and Norwegian sound really similar even if the spellings are different and Oliver can speak both.]

[cantstoptheimagines]

I posted 361 times in 2022

That's 203 more posts than 2021!

254 posts created (70%)

107 posts reblogged (30%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@cantstoptheimagines

@multifandomsimagine

@phillipas00

@makethiscanon

@darklesmylove

I tagged 361 of my posts in 2022

#0 - 358 posts

#cantstoptheimagines - 231 posts

#answered - 117 posts

#fun stuff - 95 posts

#reblogs - 86 posts

#hype woman yoshino - 41 posts

#requested - 18 posts

#ask games - 12 posts

#stranger things - 10 posts

#stranger things imagines - 9 posts

Longest Tag: 43 characters

#she ra and the princesses of power imagines

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Dating Them Would Include…

Summary — Headcanons for Tom Lucitor!

Requests ➳ Anonymous — Can I request a fluffy headcanon about Fluff relationship with his shy!gn!human! reader for Tom Lucitor (Star vs Force of Evil)? Please?? ~🐇 ➳ Anonymous — Can I request a fluffy imagine with prompts: “Don’t be shy.” and “They’re going to love you, don’t worry!” about Tom Lucitor (Star vs Force of Evil) introduces his shy!gn!human! reader to his parents at his Lucitor family lake house and Wrathmelior is all over her? Hint: Wrathmelior really takes to like his shy!gn!human! reader because of their sweet and gentle personality. I live for flustered Tom! 💕 ~ 🐇 ➳ Anonymous — Hello! 😊 Can I request a fluffy cuddling headcanon with his shy!gn!human! reader for Tom Lucitor (Star vs Force of Evil)? I live for flustered Tom! 💗 Please?? ~🐇

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Pure fluff; mentions of kissing; Tom is the Prince of the Underworld and all that; I haven’t watched this show in forever.

Notes ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ Multiple requests were combined for this one since they were so similar.  ➳ “Don’t be shy.” ➳ “Don’t worry! They’re going to love you!”

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289 notes - Posted September 17, 2022

#4

RBF (Gally | The Maze Runner)

Summary — You’ve always been rather intimidating, especially to Greenies. It doesn’t help that you seem to have a constant looming shadow by the name of Gally. 

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Comedy; Thomas being scared of the Reader; basically, you and Gally are an incredibly intimidating couple (icon status, really).

Notes ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them) and is referred to as being shorter than Gally.

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293 notes - Posted April 15, 2022

#3

Honeymoon (Walter DeVille | The Invitation)

Summary — It’s your first night as Walt’s new wife.

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Potential spoilers for The Invitation; literally just pure fucking smut because I’m a slut for this man; mentions of vampirism (including smoking hot Thomas Doherty fangs, biting, blood, etc.); themes of ‘Predator vs Prey’; cursing; far too much usage of ‘my love’; Evie is stronger than me because I would have agreed to be Walter’s wife in a heartbeat, no questions asked.

Notes ➳ Reader uses feminine pronouns (she/her). 

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561 notes - Posted September 17, 2022

#2

Cupcake (Billy Hargrove | Stranger Things)

Summary — Billy confesses that he hasn’t celebrated his birthday in a long time.

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Mentions of abuse, along with Billy’s mother; cursing; mentions of cigarettes and smoking; mentions of sex, but no actual smut; Billy being emotionally closed off; hurt/comfort, so tears will be shed; feeding Billy cake, I guess.

Notes ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ Billy’s birthday is March 29, 1967.

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562 notes - Posted June 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Truce (Jacob Holland | The Sea Beast)

Summary — You and Jacob are forced to deal with one another for the sake of your respective crews’ sanities.

Requested by anonymous — I’ve done too much simping for Jacob and we need to turn the tables. Reader is a famous sea beast hunting captain and the Inevitable is in danger and Reader goes to help them cause of the code. They saves Jacob and he’s flustered about it and develops a crush on the Reader.

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Fluff with a bit of steaminess (no smut though!); some cursing; (slight) enemies to lovers; flirtatious vibes, along with some friendly teasing; sailor slang; forced proximity (aka ‘There’s Only One Bed!’); mentions of alcohol (rum); a make out session; takes place ‘Pre-Red Journey’, so they’re still hunters; pirates, pirates, pirates, baby!

Notes ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ Reader’s ship is named The Golden Plague. ➳ You can find a list of ‘Nautical Terminology’ at the end of this work.

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568 notes - Posted July 28, 2022

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[pbnjparker]

hey!! i got an idea for a request bc i love fluffy/jealous tom so here we go!:)

could you please write an established relationship imagine please where the reader is on tour with her group/band and obvs they have to do a lot of dancing, and tom is front row at one of the shows and he gets jealous of the background dancers, so his mates who are at the concert with him record his reactions and post them so y/n and the fans can see?

thank you!!

jealousy, jealousy

an: hii! thank you so much for requesting this <3 im sorry it took me so long to get to it fksjfs, i promise it was in my drafts 😭😭 anyways, hopefully you enjoy it!! (IMPLIED SMUT)

pairing: tom holland x singer!reader

"So do you care to tell me why all the videos that the boys sent me are you frowning during our dancing number?" Tom immediately went red, "I wasn't frowning, I was acting." He retaliated, pressing a soft kiss on your temple.

You laughed, "Haz said that you said and I quote, those guys are all asses." You read off your phone, glancing up at Tom, "Haz is an ass." He groans, grabbing your phone out of your hands, "I think it's pretty cute."

"Me being jealous or me denying it all?" He smiles, "Ah, so you admit your jealousy?" You stick your tongue out at Tom, "I refuse to speak on this topic without the presence of a lawyer." You giggled at his argument, "Oh and you better thank Haz." You said walking away from him.

"For what?" He asked trailing behind you, "He posted the video on Instagram." You handed him your phone and let the video play out, "Oh, I'm gonna beat him up when we see him later." He groaned,

"So you admit it!" You teased again, "What do you want? You're so hot and those guys don't deserve to touch you the way, I do." He groans bringing you in for a kiss, "I know, how 'bout you show me?" You whispered against his lips, "Oh, that can definitely be arranged."

tagging <3: @darlingparker @sunshinehollandd @gingerparker @belovedholland @justapurrcat @seolaseoul @silkscream @intoyoudaniel

[munsons-maiden]

i really want to read some fluffy joseph quinn, ben hardy, finn cole, and tom holland blurbs/imagines. do you have any fic or blog recommendations?

I don't read real people fiction so I fear I'm no help here, but if one of my lovely followers has any recs, please comment them here! 🖤

[mrallnight57-blog]

Certainly! Let's craft a whimsical and imaginative story based on the playful celebrity pillow fight scenario:

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Once upon a time in the bustling city of Hollywood, a magical event was about to unfold. It was the annual Celebrity Pillow Fight Extravaganza, where stars from the entertainment world gathered for a night of fun and friendly competition.

In a grand ballroom adorned with twinkling lights and colorful decorations, the stage was set for the most epic pillow fight showdown ever seen. The air was filled with excitement and anticipation as celebrities mingled, donning their most comfortable pajamas and clutching fluffy pillows in hand.

The host of the event, none other than the charismatic Jack Black, kicked off the festivities with a boisterous laugh and a playful twinkle in his eye. "Welcome, everyone, to the Celebrity Pillow Fight of the Century!" he exclaimed, setting off a wave of cheers and applause.

The competitors lined up, each ready to unleash their pillow-fighting prowess. Among them were Jennifer Lawrence, known for her fearless spirit; Emma Stone, with her quick wit and charm; Rebel Wilson, bringing laughter and energy to the mix; and Tom Holland, showcasing his Spidey reflexes.

As the pillow fight commenced, feathers flew through the air as celebrities swung their pillows with gusto. Jack Black's comedic antics kept everyone entertained, while Jennifer Lawrence's daring maneuvers and Emma Stone's clever quips added to the excitement.

In the midst of the playful chaos, Zendaya gracefully dodged attacks and delivered elegant pillow strikes, showcasing her poise and style. Gal Gadot, channeling her inner Wonder Woman, displayed strength and agility, fending off opponents with superhero flair.

As the rounds progressed, the competition grew more intense. Ryan Reynolds, known for his sharp humor, engaged in witty banter while skillfully evading pillow strikes. Rebel Wilson's infectious laughter echoed through the ballroom as she playfully challenged her fellow competitors.

Ultimately, after thrilling rounds of pillow fights and lighthearted antics, it came down to the final showdown. Dwayne Johnson, "The Rock" himself, stood tall amidst the playful chaos, his legendary strength and charisma shining through.

In a dramatic and spirited finale, The Rock swung his pillow with mighty force, sending feathers scattering everywhere. With a roar of triumph and a grin that could light up the room, The Rock emerged as the last celebrity standing, victorious in the epic Celebrity Pillow Fight Extravaganza.

The night concluded with laughter, camaraderie, and joyful memories shared among the stars. As they bid farewell to another unforgettable event, the spirit of fun and friendship lingered in the air, reminding everyone that even Hollywood's biggest stars can find joy in the simplest of games.

And so, with pillows fluffed and smiles aplenty, the curtain closed on a night to remember—the night Hollywood came together for the ultimate pillow fight adventure.

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I hope you enjoyed this whimsical story inspired by our imaginative celebrity pillow fight scenario! Let your imagination continue to soar with playful tales and delightful adventures.

[missnxthingg]

Mood Rings

Summary: (Y/N) grew up in the Hollywood scene, being the amazing child star that she is. But when Tom Holland steps into her life for a photoshoot, her whole career gets overshadowed by Marvel's Golden Boy, making her annoyed by him. But what happens when she finds out that Tom is her soulmate?

A/N: I know I've been absent from Tumblr, but I wrote this in class the other day and I wanted to share it with the world :) Hope you enjoy it!

Words: 4.6K (a shortie compared to my other fics)

Pairing: Tom Holland x Actress!Reader (Soulmate AU)

Warnings: Mentions of sex, a whole lot of sexism in Hollywood and swearing

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The Oscars were that one night of the year when tons of celebrities gather in a big theatre to award the outstanding performances in that year in Hollywood. For (Y/N) (Y/L/N), it wouldn’t be the first time spending the whole day getting ready to pose on the red carpet for the whole world to see. Being a child actress dotted with a lot of talent, she has always been in the spotlight, meaning she would always attend every event in the Awards Season. This year it was special: she had been nominated for Outstanding Lead Actress in a Drama Series at the Emmys. And while the award night doesn’t arrive, she’s been jumping from ceremony to ceremony as a publicity stunt to make her name appear even more in the media. Even if she doesn’t win that award, it was still important to take this opportunity to promote herself. That’s why she had been putting a lot of effort to get among the best dressed at the Oscars list.

Tonight she was feeling herself. Her stylist dressed her in a bold transparent dress covered with crystals that made her feel like a silver version of the tiny man placed on the Oscars statuette. She was getting some final touches in the dressing room before heading back to the green room when someone entered the door: the last person she wanted to see right now.

“Finally found you.” Tom Holland leaned against the door frame while he was wearing a fancy Italian suit that only added to his Hollywood heartthrob image. “You haven’t been answering my calls.”

“I’ve never saved your contact on my phone.”

“You know we can’t avoid that conversation forever.” He said, this time firming his voice in order to convince her. “We need to talk about our rings.”

“There’s nothing to talk about, Tom.” (Y/N) glanced down at the ring placed on her right hand where the stone was burning in red from anger. For people outside the two of them, that would be only a clear stone placed on a beautiful silver ring, but for soulmates, the stone would burst into the colours of whatever emotion the person that was wearing the accessory felt.

“It’s been a full week, (Y/N). You’re gonna have to talk to me eventually.”

“No, I don’t have Tom.” She shouted at him.

“Of course we do. We’re soulmates, for fuck sake!” He stated, making her fall into silence. (Y/N) glanced at the ring on his right hand that showed a faint colour of green, which meant mixed emotions. The evidence was clear and there was nothing (Y/N) could do about it.

In the world, everyone starts to constantly wear rings right after they turn eight, when they are old enough to know they shouldn’t remove them from their hands. It’s not like it’s mandatory, but not wearing a ring all the time could easily make you look like a freak in society. When you and your soulmate touch hands for the first time, whatever ring you wearing would immediately turn into a mood ring where only your soulmate could see the colours.

(Y/N) grew up touching a lot of people’s hands due to her strong presence in Hollywood. She would always shake hands at events and acting involves a lot of touching most of the time. But it wasn’t until she was 25 years old that her ring finally burst into a shiny light, meaning that the soulmate connection had been made - and it happened with the worst person she could wish to have as a soulmate.

Tom Holland was new in the movie industry, but his role as Spider-Man set him on top of the world where everyone wanted to work with him in Hollywood. Even though the whole world was in love with him, Tom didn’t end up pleasing the industry’s princess (Y/N) (Y/L/N), known by everyone for starring in a big drama movie at a very early age, making her one of the youngest actresses to be nominated for an Oscar.

It only took a small modelling project together to make the whole world force them into the “besties” position, and some of the media took a step further into calling them “possible new Hollywood it-couple”, even though they haven’t been spotted together ever since that magazine cover. She didn’t like that all of her years working her ass off to be the best actress possible was overshadowed by an industry newbie white man. And what everyone thought was a beautiful friendship was actually a big lie behind the scenes.

"Look, I don't wanna talk about it tonight." (Y/N) said. "I am nervous enough to be presenting an award and I don't want this talk to get in the way of my presentation."

"I'm staying at the Chateau and they always host the after-party there. Maybe we could sneak out to talk?”

“I’m just making a quick stop by the party.” (Y/N) said. “And I’m going home right after.”

“You know we need to talk, (Y/N).” Tom pleaded. “I won’t say it will be a quick conversation because it won’t. But I think the sooner we do it, the better.”

“Not tonight. I’m sorry.” (Y/N) excused herself to go to the green room, where everyone who would step on stage tonight was waiting for their turn while sipping on their drinks and eating canapé. Tom popped in the room a few seconds later only to catch her by the bar. “Stop following me.”

“I’m not. I’m just presenting the award after yours.” He sighed. “And since you won’t talk to me, I’ll get myself a drink to wash all the tenseness away from my body.”

(Y/N) looked at the ring placed on his right hand, painted in black, meaning he was stressed and anxious. She felt bad for him, knowing he was going through a lot at that moment. But once again, her own ring was painted black - and it only got deeper the closer it got to her time to step on stage. Although she didn’t have to be worried at all considering she did great up there, getting her to be on top of the trending topics during a big night for Hollywood. Her PR team would be proud.

After she left the stage, (Y/N) went straight out of the green room to join a few friends in the crowd just to enjoy the rest of the ceremony for once, which meant she didn’t meet Tom after going on stage. Her strategy didn’t work very well since Tom appeared a few minutes later to present Best Original Song, taking a quick glance towards her, who was sitting at the front table. Luckily, no one noticed them exchanging glances all night

“Ready to go?” (Y/N)’s stylist asked once Best Picture was finally presented, meaning that the ceremony had come to an end. She simply nodded and said a few ‘see you at the afterparty” to a few people. Her conversation with Tom set her mood down, but she wouldn’t let him ruin the opportunity of getting the spotlight for her.

Her stylist prepared an extra dress that was more comfortable and just as beautiful as her Oscar dress. This time she showed up in a gorgeous midi dark pink dress that grabbed everyone’s attention as she walked by - including her soulmate’s, who was standing by the entrance just to see her arrive. (Y/N) could see from far away that his ring was shining in pink, which meant “love”. She tried to ignore it, but her ring was still black due to anxiety.

(Y/N) got to take a few pictures, did a few interviews before going into the event. As always, she had a casual small talk with most of the people around. Those parties were a great way to make connections and do your own network. That’s how she got a few of her Hollywood jobs through the years. But as the clock got closer to one in the morning, all she wanted was to sneak out of the party to go home.

“You look beautiful, by the way.” A voice she could recognize from anywhere commented, making her turn around to meet Tom with two glasses of whisky in hands. “I got for us both. Fancy one?”

“Actually, I won’t decline it.” She took the glass from his hand, taking a big gulp right after. “What a fucking night.”

“Pretty boring, isn’t it?” Tom shrugged. “As a kid, I thought the Oscars were magical. I’ve always wanted to attend. But it looks like it’s just a place where people from the film industry get to be pretentious.”

“It’s full of shit, right?” She asked with a frown. “I remember a stupid lady saying I wasn’t skinny enough to fit in the dress I was wearing to my first Oscars. I was only 9.”

“I guess the industry hasn’t been kind to you.”

“Not even once.” She sighed. “I’ve been working my ass off for years now and they reduced me to ‘Tom Holland’s allegedly new affair’. Awesome.”

“I despise how the media treats you,” Tom said. “And it’s bad that it got in the way of a potential friendship.”

“You don’t get to be nice. Not tonight.” (Y/N) shook her head and exited to the balcony, where she could have some fresh air to breathe. Tom followed her shortly after.

“I wanna go to my room.” He said. “And I think you should come with me.”

“I’m tired.”

“No, you’re not.” He said. “Look, my family is staying in their own room, so I have the place all to myself.”

“I have my own place, Tom.”

“Please.” Tom tried to hold her hand once again, but she took a step back. “I’m sorry.”

(Y/N) knew she couldn’t avoid that conversation forever, especially when she saw Tom’s ring changing from light green to blue, meaning was starting to feel sad. He watched her own ring turn green as her eyes softened in front of him. What was once black started to show hints of life right in front of him.

“Alright, but you’re sneaking food into your room. I’m starving.”

Tom led (Y/N) up to his room in just a few seconds, the loud music being left behind just to have a quiet place to talk. He was staying on the other side of the building, where the party seemed to be very far away. Since he was staying alone in a room, it wasn’t a big one. Still, it had enough luxury and space that any celebrity could need.

“You must be really uncomfortable in this dress,” Tom commented once the door closed. “You can borrow some of my clothes.”

“Not planning on staying long.” She said and Tom rolled his eyes.

“You’re staying the night, you idiot.” He said before tossing her one of his boxers and a shirt.

“God, you annoy me.” (Y/N) took a seat at his room’s dining table to try reaching for her heels, but the amount of fabrics was keeping her from getting to her feet. Tom finished removing his tie to kneel down and help her with the shoes. “Thank you.”

“Stop being stubborn,” Tom said as he took a seat next to her. “I don’t know why you are always like this with me. I didn’t do anything to you.”

“You know why we have this… between us. I used to be one of the youngest actresses to be nominated for an Oscar and now I’m reduced to Spider-Man’s possible new girlfriend. Guess what they are going to talk about us in the morning? About our performances on stage or a blind item about us sneaking to your room at the afterparty?”

“Yeah, I think you’re right.” He sighed. “But look, we know what we are. I don’t think we can ignore each other for much longer. Because I don’t know about you, but I can’t stop thinking about you ever since our hands touched.”

Tom was anxious. His ring turned into a dark shade of blue, almost turning black. (Y/N) wasn’t very far from that shade either. To say they were both nervous was an understatement, after all, it’s not every day that you meet your soulmate.

“Aren’t you scared?” (Y/N) asked him. “I mean, it’s scary to see your ring shine for the very first time.”

“I’ve never been more scared in my life.” He admitted. “I thought it would never happen to me because everyone around me had met their soulmates. But I don’t know, when our hands touched, it all made sense.”

“I guess I was angry that it was you. At least at first.” (Y/N) said. “And it triggered my anxiety as well. Every time I started to hang out with someone, the media would come all over me to ask if we were soulmates. I knew I wasn’t a match to any of them, but we were all just having fun. I didn’t want to take it to the public eye.”

“I guess you’re always harassed by the media. More than me, at least.”

“It’s all downhill when you’re a woman in Hollywood, Tom.” She sighed. “Yeah, it sucks most of the time. But my love for acting makes it all worth it.”

“I know what that is like.” He nodded in agreement and watched (Y/N) get up to see herself in front of a mirror.

“Zip me down, please.” She asked as she looked at him over the shoulder. Tom gulped but was quick to get to her. His hands flew to the zipper on her back where he slowly pulled them down. (Y/N) held the dress to her body and nodded as a ‘thank you’ before excusing herself to the bathroom to change. Tom just couldn’t believe how cold she could be around him, especially now that they both knew they were soulmates.

“I have micellar water in the bathroom if you want to remove the makeup.” Tom shouted.

“You have a full skincare routine in here.” She shouted back as her eyes went through all the products placed over the sink.

“I’m an actor, darling. I use makeup and I need my face to be perfect for the next day.” He said. “Are you dressed?”

“Yes, you can come in.” She opened the door for him and Tom already had his shirt unbuttoned, ready to be taken off.

“And skincare routines are like… really nice.” He smiled at her. “We should do face masks.”

“You have one?”

“Lucky enough, I have two.” He winked at her before taking two cotton pads and wetting them with micellar water.

“What a prepared boy.” She smiled at him, the first smile she genuinely showed all night. “I was mentally cursing you for not letting me go home to my skincare, but apparently you even have serums.”

“My makeup artist bought it for me. I have them, but normally I sleep too much and don’t have time to use them.” He admitted. “But it’s all yours, love.”

“Love? That’s new.” She commented. “You normally only call people the infamous British ‘darling’, right?”

“Yeah, but you’re not just anyone.” Tom shrugged. “I have to admit, I don’t know how to start the conversation we need to have.”

“I don’t know either.” (Y/N) agreed with a nod before turning to the mirror to remove the rest of her makeup.

“I mean, I thought I was one of those rare people that didn’t have a soulmate.”

“Me too.” He agreed. “Because I turned 25 and I saw everyone around me enjoying their life alongside their soulmates, but in a sea of people and a lot of amazing things, I didn’t have anyone to share.”

“I guess I felt the same. I think growing up as a child star made my life very lonely and I have only a few people that I trust and that I get to feel comfortable to be around. So seeing everyone I loved with a soulmate only made me lonelier.”

“We don’t have to feel lonely anymore." Tom said before pumping the cleanser one time on his hand and another one on (Y/N)'s.

"This cleanser is the best! I used to have a lot of acne growing up, but this totally changed my life."

"I use this one too." (Y/N) said. "Did you know I lost a role because of acne once? The director said my skin had to be flawless because the character was supposed to be a lady."

"What a whole lot of bullshit." Tom frowned in anger. "I played Spider-Man with acne on Homecoming."

(Y/N) shrugged before bending on the sink to rinse her face. Tom waited for her to come back with a towel in his hands, which she thanked with a smile.

"Yeah, I feel like the director did me a huge favour by taking me off the movie. The girl that got my role said he was very abusive on set." (Y/N) said as Tom rinsed his own face. "But I guess that's a trauma, you know? I had a lot of insecurities because of that one audition."

"Well, I think you are beautiful just the way you are." Tom kissed her cheek right after he came up from the sink. (Y/N) immediately cracked a smile at the gesture.

"We learned more about each other in half an hour than in five years of knowing each other."

"I like that already." Tom said before turning to get two face masks - one for him and another for her. "This is supposed to detox your face. And I have four pads for the eyes as well."

"I love a prepared man." (Y/N) giggled before ripping the package open. Both of them placed the masks on their faces and laughed at each other once they were done.

"We need to take a picture of us." Tom immediately popped his phone and (Y/N) leaned into his shoulder so he could take a photo in the mirror.

"Send it to me afterwards." She said to him. "I wanna remember this."

"You do?" He frowned with a smile on his face.

"Of course, you're my soulmate after all." That was the first time she ever admitted he was her soulmate out loud and it made both of them euphoric. Were things finally falling into place?

"I like you, (Y/N)." Tom said. "I know we have a long way to go and that we never really got along, but I've always liked you."

"I guess I like you too, Holland." She smiled at him. "I'm sorry for all the fighting over the years."

"Don't worry about it." He shrugged. "We have plenty of time now, don’t we?”

“I guess.” She shrugged. “Do you have anything to eat?”

“I have pizza leftovers from last night and a microwave to heat it up,” Tom suggested. “But we can always call the front desk to ask for food.”

“Nah, I just want something quick.” (Y/N) opened the mini-fridge and popped some pizza out of there. She was quick to put two slices in the microwave so they could share. “Can I take a can of soda?”

“Of course you can. Get one for me too, love.” Tom said as he prepared the bed for sleeping. “Do you want me to sleep on the couch?”

(Y/N) looked back at the bed, which was definitely bigger than the one she has back home, and shrugged. “I think it’s big enough for us. We have to get used to it, don’t we?”

“You talk as if we’re obligated to be with each other,” Tom said, now setting the pleasant mood down with just a few words.

“Well, isn’t it the whole concept of soulmates? You just have to accept that they are meant to be with you?”

“Soulmates don’t need to be this artificial.” Tom sighed. “They have an instant bond, a natural connection. They shouldn’t feel obligated to be with each other.”

“Tom, I really don’t want to fight right now.” She said. “I know we have a lot of issues and we still need to work this through conversation, but I had a long night. I’m sorry if I’m treating this like it’s an obligation, it’s just… so new to me.”

Tom closed his eyes and took a deep breath before nodding. Judging by the colour of his ring, he was very stressed. “You’re right, yeah. Sorry.”

Instead of saying anything, (Y/N) left the pizza in the microwave to give him a tight hug. She watched his dark ring turn into a pink and blue-ish colour, meaning he felt both loved and relaxed. Her own ring matched his colours and it was the very first time it showed any of those colours.

“Thank you for this.” He whispered in her ear. “I really, really want this to work. Because you’re special (Y/N), and I’ve known that for a while.”

“I know Tom. Just, give us a little more time, alright?” She pulled back, her hands never leaving his neck, just to see his face. He smiled before nodding at her words.

“More time. Yeah, I can do that.”

One year later

“(Y/N), wait for me.” Tom called from behind her through the current mess of Dolby Theatre during the Oscars. She stopped her walk just to see what he had to say. Just like a year ago, Tom’s ring was painted black for anxiety and stress.

“What’s wrong with you?” She frowned as her hand immediately flew to the one who held his ring.

“I’m nervous about the award.” He admitted. This had been the first time he had ever been nominated for an Oscar, let alone for Best Actor. Tom had been shitting himself ever since he found out he was nominated.

“You’re gonna be just fine.” She pulled him into a hug and his muscles immediately relaxed under her touch. Once again, as every time (Y/N) touches him, his ring turned blue with a faint hint of pink. “I’m already so proud of you.”

“Thank you, love.”

It had been one year since they shared a hotel room at the Chateau Marmont to talk about them being soulmates. Ever since then, a lot happened between (Y/N) and Tom. They became close friends, trying to build the best relationship after years of hatred. Now they were best friends who were very much in love with each other, but they were just waiting for the right time to take this to the next level. Both knew they were meant to be together, but the best part of starting to like someone is the butterflies in their stomach. They didn’t want to skip that.

So that means they never kissed, not even once. Although, (Y/N) and Tom have been inseparable lately, they just couldn’t have their first kiss right before leaving for work in the morning or drunk in the club late at night. They talked it through and they had their entire life to just be with each other, so it could wait until the universe said it was time.

But maybe both of them couldn’t resist for much longer.

“Will you sit with me?” Tom asked her, who this time was only attending the event as his guest. Last year she won the Emmys, but this year she was taking a break to focus on the following season for the show that took her name to television glory.

“Of course.” She nodded and Tom helped her get to the table.

People and the media were starting to get more and more suspicious about them being soulmates. Not only they were seen hanging out together all the time, a fan caught them one night playing with each other’s ring as they shared dinner to celebrate Tom’s Oscars nomination. After that photo went viral, people just couldn’t leave them alone. And maybe attending the red carpet together didn’t help the rumours at all.

But (Y/N) looked stunning, even if this was supposed to be Tom’s night. He was dressed in a double-breasted Prada black suit that made the perfect contrast with her champagne satin dress, which kept her outfit simple and classy, perfect for the Oscars. He thought she looked as beautiful as she ever does and he wanted to show everyone that that was his soulmate - even though they were taking things slow. And just to close the whole look, Tom gave her a brand new ring that has been shining in purple for adoration ever since he put it on her finger.

Both of them had a great time commenting on the ceremony, making bets about the winners and cursing the Academy every time a good movie lost an award. But as the night was coming to an end, the closer it got to the Best Actor category. As they read all the nominees' names, Tom searched for (Y/N)’s hand under the table and she gave him tight squeezes to calm him down.

“And the Oscar goes to…” Uma Thurman, who had been invited to present the award, started. “Tom Holland.”

Tom felt so relieved that the first thing he did was pull (Y/N) into a sweet and brief kiss, the first one they ever shared. It caught her by surprise, but she wasn’t mat at all. Actually, she very much liked it. After that, Tom was greeted by a few of his cast members and family before heading up to the stage to receive the award. He was on the verge of tears and (Y/N) was the only one who could see his ring shining green for mixed feelings.

“I’m still a little bit stunned by this.” He breathed out as he held the award in his hands. “Because little Tom would never imagine he would one day be standing on this stage to receive such an honour as an Oscar. I have a lot of people to thank and I am grateful for everything all of them have done for me over my career. But the work that got me this award couldn’t have been done without the help and support of my beautiful soulmate. (Y/N), I love you. This award is for both of us.”

The whole crowd broke into laugh claps and cheerings for Tom, but (Y/N) was too stunned to speak. She only arched her brows and smiled at him, reassuring him that it was fine. He continued to thank a few other people on the cast and crew, never forgetting his family as well, before coming down from the stage. (Y/N) immediately got up from her seat to meet him in the green room before they presented Best Picture.

Tom, who was being congratulated by a few people around, dropped the conversation he was having with Uma Thurman just to hug (Y/N). They stood quiet for a few seconds, just enjoying each other’s embrace.

“You’re crazy.” She whispered in his ear.

“I know.” He giggled. “But I just couldn’t help myself.”

“The whole world knows about us now.” (Y/N) said and Tom shrugged. “You kissed me for the first time in front of the whole world.”

“I wanted to make this night unforgettable.” He admitted. “And it will always be the best night of my life.”

“I love you, Oscar Winner Tom Holland.”

“I love you too, Emmy Winner (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” He kissed her one more time before quickly pulling back, searching for two glasses of champagne to make a toast. “To happy years in our relationship and to many more awards.”

“And to us and every step we take from now on.”

“To us.”