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(last edited; 7:57 2/3/23)

[myjealouseyes]

Thinking about how utterly gross Fame!au Wolfstar!daughter and Harry would be once they go public.

Extreme PDA. Getting caught in very compromising positions by the paparazzi because they always have to be touching each other.

Wolfstar!daughter name dropping Harry on stage while she sings a song she wrote about him.

Harry directing a project and insisting that wolfstar!daughter be with him because she’s his muse.

Harry getting stopped by fans for autographs and pictures and they ask him if he’s attending one of her shows and he’s TOO geeked to tell them he’ll be there.

First time at one of Harry’s premieres as a public couple and they can’t stop giving each other bedroom eyes.

The fans eat it up! They were starving for so long they can never complain.

[mickyschumacher]

hi love!! Could you write something about Charles x actress!reader where he gets jealous of one of readers ex boyfriend who’s famous and maybe leads to smut?

(i really hope it makes sense, english is not my first language 😭😭)

thank you !!🩷🩷

𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 .ೃ࿐

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: jealousy is a disease. and it's latest victim is your boyfriend, charles leclerc.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 18+ (minors DNI), jealousy obviously, zayn is kind of a dick bless him 😭, unprotected sex (wrap your tippy pls), praise, blowjob, fingering, oral sex, p in v, orgasm denial, mutual orgasms, cumming inside, mentioning power couple tomdaya ♡︎, sucky media as per usual :/

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: charles leclerc x famous actress!fem!reader, ex!zayn malik x reader

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 4k+

𝐀/𝐍: if i don't get to see charles and zayn in one room irl, i'll just write them in one room if that’s okay :( on another note, i hope this was what you wanted anon! and your english is fine, love. sorry for the wait ♡︎ // questionably written and proof-read on a jetlagged mind

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

⋆  •°.  。  .°•  ⋆

There were many things Charles understood well. Family, racing, the politics of racing... but one thing he would never truly understand was how he got you.

The Y/N L/N. An Oscar-winning, multitalented, down-to-earth, and gorgeous actress who had entirely won the public's hearts along with Charles'. The actress who had managed to rule the industry that most were born into.

How on earth had he gotten so lucky?

Charles couldn't deny that he was Ferrari's golden boy nor that he had become a fame athlete. But got you were on another level.

For what it was worth, Charles was a confident man. He thought he cleaned up quite well, he knew his mother raised him right, he knew that charisma itself was scared of him.

Yet, all that confidence came crashing down when it came to your ex.

Zayn Malik.

If Charles could ignore him, he would. But Zayn was everywhere. On his Twitter, on his TikTok, on his Instagram... his fans and your fans especially loved him. Why wouldn't they? He was a literal Greek, well South Asian, god part of arguably one of the best boy band's in history with a voice that had been blessed by Heaven's angels themselves.

When fans questioned why you and Zayn had broken up and you had moved on with an F1 driver, Charles found himself quietly agreeing.

But then he realised that by his side was you. You weren't next to Zayn or anyone else. You were with Charles because you loved him and he loved you. And that was more than enough.

That being said, Charles couldn't help feel a bit maddened at headline he had woken up to this morning.

You let out a small yawn. Sunday mornings were the most calm for you. Especially when you had managed to snag Charles for the week. You turned to your awoken boyfriend with a smile before frowning. "What's on that screen that made you look like this, amour (love)?" You queried, rubbing a finger over the crease between his eyebrows.

Charles looked up from his phone, smiling at the sight of your face. "Nothing, mon amour (my love)," the Monégasque dismissed, pressing a kiss to your forehead before pulling you close to him.

Naturally you would've snuggled yourself into him but you could tell he was upset. "No, Cha. Tell me what's wrong. What can I do to turn that frown upside down? Hmm?" You softly asked, peeking up at him while you rested your head on his chest.

You could feel Charles' body convulse as he let a gentle chuckle pass his lips. "I can never hide anything from you, hmm? It's really nothing, Y/N. Just a stupid headline."

You mended your brows, taking his phone from his hand. If you knew anything about headlines, most of them were never good. Your eyes had captured the photo of your ex first, making you deflate a little. You continued to read the headline that made you and Zayn sound like you were still together and then went to the little summary below it.

"They're 'dying to know what happens?'," You huffed, closing his phone. You pursed your lips and peered over Charles. "I swear I didn't know he was coming, Cha. I promise. We can totally skip if you don't want the drama. I'm okay with that. We can lounge in the house and do nothing," You offered.

Charles smiled softly at your words. You were always thinking of everyone but yourself. "Thank you but I wouldn't miss you winning these awards for the world, ma belle (my beautiful). You deserve to win these awards and I'm going to watch you do it. Nothing could ruin tomorrow for me."

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A few hours into the Oscars, after parading the red carpet and gushing over you with interviewers, Charles was quite sure he was right. Nothing could ruin tonight because, god, were you a sight to behold.

You had captured everyone's eyes. Talking to your stylist months ago, you had accomplished your two wishes about your appearance at the Oscars: simplicity and red.

Red on a red carpet was always a bold choice but this year's carpet was a light grey. Dressed in a custom red ball gown, a matching silk shawl and a simple necklace, you had blown everyone away.

The amount of people that had solely come to your table to compliment you was surreal. But Charles couldn't argue with them. You were surreal. When he first saw you come out of the dressing room, he could've sworn his heart had stopped and for a moment, he seriously considered your offer yesterday morning.

The most beautiful person in the world loved him. Nothing could ruin the storm whirling in his stomach. The same storm he had felt when he was trying to muster the courage to talk to you when you first met at a tennis match in Monaco.

As you two conversed with your manager about the after party activities you were considering attending, Charles and you heard a voice that was all but too familiar.

"Y/N," The voice greeted.

You knew it was Zayn. You also knew how Charles felt. So you turned around with what you thought was enough confidence and greeted him. "Zayn," You breathed out with a small smile.

"It's been a while. You look out of this world. Beautiful as always," Zayn grabbed your hand and left a small kiss.

Oh good lord.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Charles tense. You cleared your throat. "Thank you. You look.. uh, amazing as always too," You complimented awkwardly, eyes darting anywhere but his face.

Before Zayn could fill the upcoming silence with any unnecessary compliments, you linked your hand through Charles' arm. "This is Charles. My boyfriend," You smiled proudly.

Charles' could feel his heart speed up. He gave a kind smile to the singer, jutting out his hand for him to shake.

Zayn poked his tongue against the inners of his cheek, eyeing Charles' hand before returning the gesture. He locked eyes with the Monégasque, tilting his head to the side. "Right. The driver, right?"

Jesus. For a second you had forgotten why you broke up with him.

"Yeah... the racing driver," Charles responded with a tight voice and slightly narrowed eyes.

A nervous laugh fell from your lips. "O-Okay. I think we're gonna head over to Tom and Zendaya. Uh, see you around, Zayn, hmm?"

Zayn moved his eyes from Charles to you. He gave his usual charming smile. Putting his hand on your shoulder, he said, "Yeah, sure. I'm always around as you know."

Charles felt his jaw lock as he watched Zayn's hand fall from your shoulder and trail loosely down your arm before he left. "See you, Y/N. Goodbye Charlie."

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The after parties were a no go. For the first time in your life you couldn't tell what Charles was thinking. The silence after Zayn left and the car ride home was unbearable. You tried to comfort him by putting your hand over his and assuring him that Zayn was just a classified dick, but nothing came from Charles.

What you did know was that Charles was pissed. The tight grip on the steering wheel, his flexed jaw, the hardened eyes... all signs of an angry Charles.

Arriving home, you both entered your bedroom after taking your shoes off. You looked over to Charles. God the silence was unnerving. "Charles? Amour, are you okay?" You asked once again.

Charles sat on the bed, looking at you stand in front of him. His mind was going as fast as the cars he drove. 'Out of this world?' All Charles could think was that he was going to fuck you out of this world. He wasn't angry about the snide remarks. He was angry that he was even jealous of such a pathetic human being. Moreover, he was furious over those small touches of his.

"Chérie (Sweetheart), come here. Let me help you change," Charles smiled, his hand beckoning for you to come towards him.

You sighed, walking over to him. You could see his hands aching to grab you but instead you stretched out your hand to touch his hair. Charles closed his eyes at the feeling. "Cha... I'm sorry about him. He's an asshole," You apologised, now rubbing his cheek gently.

Charles leaned into your caress, fluttering his eyes open so you could see those soft baby blues you had completely fallen head over heels for. "It's not your fault, chérie. I think he's regretting leaving the most smartest and beautiful woman in the world. You have nothing to apologise for."

You chuckled softly, trying to disguise how touched you felt. Charles complimented you like this all the time and it never got easier. No one had treated you like this before and especially not Zayn.

"Now come on," Charles stood up from the bed and turned you around, "Let's get this off." A small kiss was planted on the side of your cheek as Charles' eyes twinkled through the mirror across you.

You smiled warmly at him and nodded. You watched him take the red straps off of your shoulders, leaving a trail of warm kisses on either side. You sighed calmly. His hands trailed to the zip of the dress, pulling it down, he explored the smooth of your back, placing a kiss on the back of your neck. Charles gently pushed down the red gown, letting it pool at your bare feet.

You reached to the back of your neck to take off the gorgeous silver necklace you had worn but Charles stopped you by grabbing your wrists. "Leave it," He whispered, grazing your arms with his touch.

An involuntary shiver came over you at his voice and from the air rushing against your bare skin.

You could feel Charles' lips quiver at the side of your face. "Cold? Let me warm you up, mon amour."

You drew a quiet, sharp breath as you felt him move your chin so you could properly see him in your mirror. His ring-adorned hand travelled from your neck and down the valley of your breasts, ensuring to make the extra effort to glide over your nipples with the metal band.

Your breath hitched as one hand began to rub your hardened nipple while the other continued to travel down your stomach. "Charles..." You sighed out, feeling a familiar burn spark in the pits of your stomach.

Charles hummed in response, meeting your eyes in the mirror with lust and a tint of smugness. The corner of his lips quirked up, feeling you tense as he neared your pussy. Through the thickness of his own clothes, he could feel your skin begin to burn.

His cock hardened at your reaction. He had barely even done anything and his name was already falling from your lips.

His fingers continued to creep down your stomach, feeling the heat from your core radiate. A sigh of pleasure fell from his mouth as he pressed his two fingers into your folds. He could feel your arousal encompassing his fingers.

"So wet, ma chérie," Charles moaned in your ear, making you return the sinful sound back. "All for me, hmm? No one else gets you this wet, do they, chérie?"

You squirmed against him as Charles' fingers moved from the soft lips of your pussy and ghosted your clit so damn slowly. Your hips bucked involuntarily with the crave of more.

Suddenly, his juice-ridden fingers were pressed up against your bundle of nerves while his other hand tugged at your lip, waiting for your answer.

"Shit, no. No one. Only you make me this wet, Cha," You whimpered, grinding your hips up against his fingers for more pressure.

Charles smiled in satisfaction. "Let's sit, hmm?" He said, tapping your clit.

You jolted at the action, feeling his hands wrap around your waist, seating you on his lap as he sat down on your bed. Your pussy throbbed at the loss of touch but ached for the hardness pressed up against you.

"Feel that, amour? That's what you do to me," Charles grunted, feeling an obscene high come over him when you started to grind down on his cock. God did you have him under your spell. Only you could put your bare pussy down on his cock and make him want to cum in seconds.

But how could you not. In the mirror you could see a sex-hazed Charles, skin flushed at your actions. It turned you on to see him lose control.

"Fuck," Charles moaned, stilling your hips from moving any further. Ignoring your whines, he pushed opened your legs, taking in the glistening view from the mirror. Bringing his two fingers to your mouth, you opened your lips and lapped at your arousal on his fingers.

"Merde," He sighed out, moving his lubed fingers to your pussy. He teasingly rubbed his fingers fully up and down, make you gasp at the coldness of his ring. Shit.

"Charles, please. I want your fingers," You groaned in frustration, thighs taking his fingers into a tight grip.

Charles chuckled, "Anything for you, princesse." He pushed his to fingers into the soft walls of your pussy.

The both of you moaned in unison, your head falling back on his shoulders. He watched eagerly as you enveloped his fingers entirely as if it was a magic trick of some sorts. The lewd sheen of you glimmered over his fingers while he thrusted them in and out.

"Look at you, chérie. Making a mess all over me," Charles smiled against your cheek as he looked down at his black trousers which now sported a darker stain.

Your warm walls clenched around his fingers, sending Charles on a journey to find that right spot both he and you craved so much. Charles could tell by the sudden parting of your lips and the jerk of your hips that he had reached it. His eyes flickered over to your face, bringing a small smug smirk to his mouth.

Your eyes brows were creased in the middle, laden with trickles of sweat building up while your mouth remained in a constant state of opening, letting those beautiful moans fall out as your chest heaved, craving more and more of him.

The trembles, the moans, the pure state of bliss you were in... it was all because of him. And Charles loved it.

Charles brought his thumb to your bundle of nerves, rubbing you in slow circles as he continued to push his digits in and out. He whispered softly, lips dancing against the curve of your ear, "You don't know how beautiful you looked tonight, mon amour. So many eyes on you. I bet they all thought the same thing... that you looked like a goddess. Sometimes I wish they could see what I'm seeing right now. This gorgeous body, your wet pussy trembling all over me, your swollen lips.... hear those pretty little moans of yours. Then they would realise... you are perfection. Unfortunately for them, they aren't the luckiest man alive. I am."

All of a sudden, all your emotions were rushing towards you. Hearing Charles' thick voice while his fingers fucked you sent you overboard. The ache of your core was climbing higher and higher, hips convulsing. "Fuck, Charles, I'm going to cum," You murmured with staggered pants, eyes fluttering shut.

Charles smiled softly, cock throbbing at the sight of you reaching your climax. But as much as Charles loved it, he needed his cock in your warm walls.

Your eyes snapped open as you felt Charles remove his fingers from your pussy, leaving his thumb circling your clit aggravatingly slow. Your walls clenched around nothing in the effort to grab the last sliver of euphoria that Charles had brought. "Charles," You whispered, almost with a sob, eyes shaking in both annoyance and lust.

Charles brought his lips to yours, softly hushing your cries. "I'm sorry, chérie, I need you." His baby blues bored into yours, taking you in.

Looking at Charles when he had said that, given how the night had played out, the tone of his voice told you everything you needed to know. "I know, amour. I need you too," You whispered back, giving him a long peck.

You sat up from his lap, turning to undo the buckle of his belt. The clangs echoed throughout the room as the tension between the both of you became heavier and desperate. Your hands raced to take off the strap while Charles itched to take off his stained pants, cock aching to come out.

Charles let out a low groan, feeling your warm breath on his bare cock as your removed his boxers. His Adam’s apple hitched as he felt your tongue take a long wet stripe of his cock.

His fingers itched to move you away and fuck you like he initially intended to, but the moment he felt your mouth sink down his shaft, his hand naturally fell into your hair. His cock fit perfectly in your mouth as if they were made for each other.

Charles' teeth sunk down on his bottom lip, baby blues eagerly watching you on your knees for him. His hand tightened around your hair as you hollowed your throat. With your eyes flickering to him as your teeth just grazed his cock, sending a tremor down his spine, he let out a series of soft moans. "Just like that, amour," He encouraged while you sucked him up and down.

Taking long licks at the shaft of his pulsing cock, you removed your lips briefly, resting them on his tip. "Only for you, Cha," You reminded him.

Charles held your gaze, feeling another shudder rip through his body. Jesus. Speechlessly he watched you bring your swollen lips back down his cock, hand gently reaching out towards his balls. Charles' hip jerked up at the sudden action, pushing his cock further down your throat.

The rasp of his grunt made you clench your thighs, feeling your pussy drip with arousal. You could feel his cock begin to move with Charles' control, high on the pleasure. Your throat fought to keep itself open, wanting every inch of him in your mouth.

Charles' pace began to speed as the sheer euphoria began to climb up. He averted his eyes to your face, feeling himself tighten further in your throat as seeing you take his cock was a different high on it's own. Your eyes were glassy, brimming with tears of brought of lust and arousal; saliva and sweat painted your skin with a glow he cherished. But what did it for him was the small bulge in your throat; all of him just in your throat.

God, did he just want to thrust himself harder till he came. He needed to cum... but not in your throat.

"Mon amour," Charles grunted, tapping the underside of your chin.

You moved your mouth from his cock, feeling his hand gently lift your chin as you stood from your knees. No words were needed as your eyes searched his.

Bringing your lips to his, Charles wrapped his arm around your waist, flushing your burning body to his unfairly clothed chest. Yet, you could feel the heat pouring off of him. You could barely breathe as you kissed Charles; the fervent need for each other was almost overwhelming.

You could feel his puffy lips slowly detach from yours, eyes staring into yours as he positioned his cock to your wet folds.

Something about this moment felt nostalgic, reminding you of your first time with Charles. The slow and careful movements, the way Charles looked at you as if he had the whole world in his eyes... as if everything was okay as long as you were by his side.

Fuck Zayn. Fuck everyone else.

All he needed was you and he had you... entirely.

You whimpered loudly, feeling his cock drive into you, filling you entirely. "Merde," you heard Charles cuss as he flung his hands onto your bare hips. The air that was once full of your pants and the obscene sounds of your lips sucking his cock was now full of your lewd moans and the sounds of your skin slapping and sticking against one another.

His hands gripped your hips tightly as Charles thrusted into you, losing himself in the feeling of your warm folds enveloping his cock, acting as some sort of siphon that he couldn't escape while he watched your breasts bounce. No... he was under your spell.

Those same thoughts wandered into his head as he rutted into you. How had he gotten so lucky? All he knew was that he must've been a good soul in every past life of his in order to get someone like you.

"Fuck," You cursed, back arching as your body welcomed each hit of euphoria. You burned with desire, humming with approval; cheeks aflame and moans slurred. Your pussy tightly wrapped around his cock began to clench as Charles' fingers had found their way to your clit.

A shiver shoots down Charles' spine as he watched your breasts come on full display. He bent his head down, hot tongue swiping over your nipple. He moaned against your now flushed breast. You were driving him insane. He couldn't think, he could barely speak. You had taken over any stability he once had.

"Charles," You rasped, feeling the coil at the bottom of your stomach tighten.

Charles softly smiled against your breast, detaching his mouth and increasing the pace of his hips against yours. His eyes flickered down to where his cock met your folds, falling into an entrance while he watched your arousal coat his cock.

"Cum for me, chérie," Charles encouraged, feeling your hands travel up his back, pressing into the fabric of his shirt, leaving no inch of his skin missed by you.

"Charles, Charles, Charles," You moaned his name; your favourite song. Your body trembled, melting against him as he tightened his grip on your hips, steadying you as a white light ripped past your eyes, hips bucking involuntarily to fully grasp the high of your climax.

Charles takes his turn at own favourite song; your name slipping from his lips, stuck on repeat. Your folds act as a vice, gripping him tightly. His cock throbbed, the heat of his skin rising. His pants turned higher and irregular, hips coming to a falter as he felt the hot white stripes of his cum coat your warm walls.

Charles' head fell back against the bed, slowly removing his softening cock from your pussy.

You let out a small sigh, almost collapsing against Charles if he hadn't wrapped his arms around your waist and brought you close to him. His blues eyes skimmed over your face, a small smile playing on his lips while he brushed your sweat ridden hair back; his fingers trailed over your swollen lips, tracing the trails of red lipstick that had escaped it's confines.

"You're coming to Monaco, right?" Charles asked softly.

You smiled at him, running your hand through those soft brown locks of his, trailing down his face and ending at his small dimple. Rubbing the spot in small circles, you earnestly whispered, "I wouldn't miss it for the world, Cha."

Charles' eyes softened, pressing a kiss to the side of your forehead. "I'm sorry about tonight, amour," He apologised, feeling a slight bit childish and guilty over his reaction.

You chuckled, shaking your head, moving to rub the familiar crease between his eyebrows. "He's an asshole, Cha. I don't know if I tell you enough, but you're the man that I love... forever. There's no one else for me."

"So cheesy," Charles jested even though you could tell what you had said meant a lot to him, especially given that he had tightened his grip around you.

"Only for you, Charles," You rolled your eyes before holding his gaze. "Only for you."

© 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑

[destinyc1020]

https://youtube.com/shorts/T7xt12xD1GE?si=xXf7ITl4zjoyTyNe

This was from someome who worked/visited the Euphoria set bt I wonder what exactly the "tension" was bt one thing Tom going to do is defend his girl/their relationship 😭

Side track bt JLo seems lik such an unpleasent person 😅 this lik the 10th time i heard a story of her being rude

Lol 😆 🤣

Okay, FIRST of all.... I'm cracking up at this guy calling Tom Zendaya's "new boyfriend" rofl 🤭 It's funny to me how sooo many ppl don't know about the Tomdaya 1.0 era lol 👀

Second..... Maybe there was "tension" because Tom knew how JE treated Z during their rlshp (so many ppl have hinted that he wasn't the nicest towards her) and he didn't like it? 🤷🏾‍♀️

I also need ppl to clarify what they mean by "tension". Cuz ppl can claim tension, but it's just that a person isn't smiling or going out of their way to be nice towards someone. I would need EXACT examples of what they considered "tension". Because sometimes people interpret things waaaay differently than others... as I have seen here on my very blog! 😅

Could also be that JE was "tense" coz Z went back to her man, and he was salty seeing him on set! Rofl 👀 🤣 😅

Good find Anon lol 😆

Oh, and I'm not shocked about the claims re: JLo. There have been rumors about her and her diva ways for YEARS! There was someone (idk if it was JLo or Mariah) who didn't even want people or "the help" looking them in the eyes!! 😵‍💫🙄

Some people let fame get to their heads boy.... 🤦🏾‍♀️🥴

[violetthekiller]

Tomdaya checkpoint🛂

💔who broke it off? what was the reason?

❤️who reached out first the second time?

💍engaged/ secretly married?

📸fav pic?

💎fav piece of tomdaya jewellery?

💊do you believe in the plan b tea?

🧢thoughts on Zendaya’s haaat story and the live?

💭what was tom thinking about when he talked about the most important experience in your life that has shaped you into the person you are today, if you could say one?

🍞did Z manage to taste granny Tess’s bread by now?

❌unpopular opinion

1) relatively mutual to start off with *ehem* still hooking up C.FFH Press *ehem* but ultimately July 17th finished it so Tom. and like most relationships which come to a relatively polite end it wasn’t just one thing, it probably just wasn’t working well anymore, they were soooo young and both of their fame levels had shot up massively

2) Tom 100%

3) yes 💍 no 🤵🏻👰🏽‍♀️

4)

5) Piaget bc the lore but also their signet rings

6) 50/50, but either way it isn’t a big one for me

7) she really did just spiral into overthinking and panicking like it’s nobodies business. but i like the theory that anon the other day said which was the pearl ring looks similar to her actual engagement ring which is what made family think she’d posted it

8) something that happened in the Caribbean with Z ;)

9) no, why would you even think that. none for Zendaya /s

10) idk lol

[stanleyl]

I'm not on Twitter and recently reinstalled to see if those "tomdayas" were posting about Tom on stage, and it's funny how they have turned into fangirls of those two yt bots in that Challengers movie. No shade to those actors cause I've watched the movie, but I find it funny how no one online is calling them a has-been or criticising their career output despite getting their acclaim in their early 30s but Tom at 27 going 28 next week, is a flop because his most popular role is Spider-Man?

As a fan, I just want him to have a fandom that's just for him cause tomdayas, not all, but most are biased and only care about his relationship and personal life. Some are just Z fans and emasculate him and love her costars, some are those Spiderman fanboys who are toxic and compare him to his previous predecessors, others only like his umbrella dance and don't care about anything else.

There are some tomdayas who lurk on your account, and maybe you guys are the exception, but the majority don't care for his career growth. They want him as a trophy husband as if he's not a person outside of his relationship. Some of them act like Tom is this insecure man like he didn't have a good upbringing, which isn't true. He was popular due to his time as Billy Elliot and the impossible. If Tom was 6 foot, would ppl still find ways to disrespect him??? He's way too talented to waste putting other ppl above him. Actors would kill to have his level of fame and popularity.

The "poor Tom Holland" tweets because his gf is in a scene in her new movie, is getting so tiring. It's not his gf or the actors' fault but the public perception of his relationship that ppl refuse to separate and see him as an individual. His career output needs to be of that critical acclaim because those actors that they compare Tom to from Challengers haven't had any movie so far to do well in the box office. Critical, maybe, but not commercially. I think Challengers was their first movie for that.

Jmo.

The "poor Tom" narrative is funny because he is the one making out with another woman on stage pretty much every night, while this movie was shot 3 years 💀.

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The public perception of their relationship is overall positive. You are referring to the losers on the internet who dislike him for various reasons and have banded together to shit on him because the brightest stars always attract the most attention 🤌🏽. I'm a bit frustrated with the lack of news regarding his career, and I'm tired of anything related to sm because: 1) those movies take too much time to be made. 6 months is crazy when you consider TCR took 7 months to shoot only because of COVID, and it's a TV show 💀, and 2) they should never be the main priority for an actor at his prime. It's not about him not making them, but rather him prioritizing them above other projects, which is tiring for me as a fan (I'm not saying it's the case, I'm just assuming).

This multi-talented man needs to keep exploring his other options (which he is doing right now and I appreciate him for that). @ Tom: Boy, you can't give me something like *The Crowded Room* and then go back to appeasing that annoying crowd of fans while you're getting criticized by them for absolutely no reason 😔.

[falllpoutboy]

I think whatever it is between A and J, she's the one that cares more about what people think, even if it's just friendship. She comes off almost paranoid at the slightest implications IMO. Not that I blame her, since we know how fast people turn on women (especially WOC).

Have you noticed how she always backtracks whenever something that she considers "controversial" comes out about them? That game, deleted tiktoks, etc. Maybe she even asked him to try and avoid the topic and be as diplomatic/vague as possible. J is the transparent one.

She comes off almost paranoid at the slightest implications IMO. Not that I blame her, since we know how fast people turn on women (especially WOC).

We have to give her the benefit of the doubt because A shot to fame so fast in the last 2 years and everything regarding J probably feels surreal and maybe too sudden too. he’s intense, very hot to the point of having underwear ads and is winning these awards at the same time as her which heightens the emotions. I think she thinks she can maintain some sort of normalcy with her life now that she’s at the center of many people’s attention. like last year is when all the speculation about her dating life started when #that side of twitter was devastated to learn she had a bf was around the time of Bottoms (when her and colin were through at that point), that’s probably where her paranoia started to kick in.

That’s why i said the phase they’re in right now is very reminiscent of tomdaya 1.0/their breakup era even though the circumstances are more dubious. Z really wanted to hide and be as private as possible during their first go around but tom was too obvious 😭. i think whatever happens between them, they really can’t stay away from each other anyways and the season 3 premiere proved it. J got her to play dice with him, gushed about her to the interviewers, holding hands and then sneaking out to take a smoke break- even if ebon was there too. Maybe because he’s the more seasoned actor and celeb of the two of them that it doesn’t really seem to phase him as much.

Unless she quits acting tomorrow and disappears into the nether she’s only going to get more famous from here. Celebrities and their relationships can be as private as they want them to be, with the help of their publicists ofc. i hear next to nothing about tom and zendaya’s relationship now unless its the little tidbits of information they voluntarily share, which is how they want it to be.

[thisandthat-whatever]

Yea better not call herself stan, reasonable fan is better. Stan nowadays half of them is straight up weirdos.

If we talk about Tim/Tom I can't compare their skills bc not saw much Tim works bc I not like him much as person. One big difference one fame hungry and seem like have bigger desire in acting craft,on other side Tom said himself he wasn't planning be a actor,never was in drama school. So force himself never good way to be best in profession,so we don't know if he have enough desire in this. So objectively Tim have bigger chance be successful.

Right now looks like Fred Astaire on pause,Paul King said project on early stages so Tom have again free year, after in 2025 spiderman shooting. After all marvel project Tom career can go two ways or he get tired hitting the way and retire maybe move to something else or will have breakthrough role.

I don’t call myself a stan “because stans are weirdos”. That is not the reason. I am not a stan nowadays because I don’t invest my free time in him as much as I used to when I was a stan. I do not even remember the last time I posted his picture, when in the past I used to be an update/content account for him and tomdaya, so anyone who knew my old account then knows the drastic shift which happened naturally.

As for Tom, I think he loves acting. He didn’t attend some classes at his drama school much because he was working or busy , not because he didn’t care about acting. He was busy getting real life acting experiences during those years. As for him saying he may take time off, this is him taking that time off. Taking time off is not same thing as retiring. Also, he is a storyteller. He loves embellishing or exaggerating things and he is emotionally expressive, so I think he wanted to have a break and some people took it as if he wants to retire soon, but what he was trying to express was no different than what Z said, which is that if they were to stop acting tomorrow, they would still be doing something they like (Z said she would have been a teacher if it was not acting), by that what they meant was their entire existence and self-worth are not tied to their success in acting. They would still be happy people if acting stopped tomorrow.

I don’t think Tom will retire anytime soon. He still has some fire in his belly and likes the craft. Maybe working extra hard on Fred Astaire may give him that extra motivation and inspiration.

[ripnevillestrevor]

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[inyourwildestdreams22]

Hmm even Tom solo pap pics they don't usually post (like the golf ones with the purple jacket a couple months ago, I didn't see that many stans post it, at least on Twitter)

Since Tom went on a little rant about fame/paps/the Paris "incident" I feel like most of them are being cautious when Tom is involved because he made it clear it makes him upset. Whereas Z has been doing this for years and never complained (when it's just pics of herself on and about). She even post them sometimes (her birthday dinner for example). Like that one time she went to Target with slippers and makeup-free and without her hair done, she then made a whole story laughing about it saying "I was not prepared sis give me a second", so her fandom has always been comfortable posting pap pics of her. When Tom or her family isn't in the picture she seems fine with it

PSA : Im not defending that reasoning, I think pap pics are pap pics either way and I'm on Tomdaya tumblr so I clearly dgaf lmao, but since I've been on both apps for years I feel like that's their thought process behing it

Lol no offence but that makes no sense, by that train of thought Z liked the rants on insta about not sharing the pap pics too. They are just hypocrites imo, they wanna pretend they care about their privacy but they come to tumblr to consumme whatever content and then post cryptic tweets about how cute they look or whatever.

[let-this-ship-sink-already]

You are so pathetic, making an account just to hate on a black woman… If she is not a good actress then I’m sorry to break it to you, but Tom is also a bad actor (using your logic). He is just a white guy who jumps on a suit and you have the audacity to say that crying and screaming on TV isn’t “good acting”. But wait, if it was Christian Bale or Tom Holland you would say “THIS IS GOOD ACTING!”

Please, it’s giving braindead bigotry…

I honestly think you should change your user to “zendayahateclub”… Pure racism, and it’s so fucking cruel, even worse, you can’t recognize you are being racist.

You really want to hate on people who “don’t deserve their fame” or are “bad actors”? Then start with the ugly white ass of Tom Holland, go for Chris Evans, or Jared Leto, or Chris Hemsworth… Don’t come for the black woman, you know that this world it’s EXTREMELY racist, and you keep contributing to it with your stupid blog.

I do agree with you when you say that shipping IRL can be harmful, intrusive and disrespectful (especially the intense fans who stalk the celebs and start fights with other fans), but you know that this isn’t because of “crazy tomdaya shippers”… you are doing this because you’re just jealous that a black woman is dating your favorite white actor. You can’t stand seeing all the media talking about Zendaya, because you are just a fucking insecure bitch. White fragility at its finest.

If you really care about black lives, stop doing this, is harmful for all the woman of color. And I don’t care if you say I “know much about you & I should give you some therapy”, bitch, everyone with common sense would know that you are doing all of this because you’re an ugly lonely cunt jajsjzjawo and I would gladly give you therapy, you need it so badly.

And to all of the other Zendaya haters, go fuck yourself, you all are insecure bitches who hate to idea of a white man dating a black woman. It’s not bc of the toxic fans of Tomdaya, it’s because you HATE Zendaya. Meanwhile Z is a beautiful, rich and successful woman. She doesn’t give a damn about a few racist Tom stans who think she can’t act… Sorry to break it to you, but Tom is the one who can’t act, so worry about his white ugly ass instead of coming for Z.

I hope you have a day full of Zendaya content popping of in your feed. Much love, asshole 💕

Long a$$ rant. Sorry if all I care to say is: No, I am not racist. Zendaya is a shitty actress. Doesn’t matter if she’s black, white, blue, purple or pink. I don’t care about anyone‘s skin color. I care about talent and she has none.

[destinyc1020]

Tom had a fanbase outside of spidey and tomdaya. They're just not running to social media like everyone else. His R&J run, uncharted and TCR being in the top ten views every new episode was proof of that. The problem is that many people think that social media is the benchmark for judging fame. It's not, many of the people who went to see Tom every night for weeks aren't spidey fans, they were Tom Holland fans. The limited amount of videos we got every night from R&J even though HUNDREDS lined the streets is proof of that. Tens of thousands were clamoring for tickets and they aren't all on twitter or insta. This whole Tom doesn't have a fanbase is BS, he has one but most are just like him they don't live of social media.

I totally agree with this Anon 👌🏾 👍🏾

[its-ashley-95baybe]

Timmy and Zendaya flying privately together is only a problem for Zendaya, because she wants to keep up her fake pr image to her phycho tomdaya fanbase! Zendaya knows if she strays from her fake pr formula with Tom, there goes her cash cow from Sony! As well as her ad campaigns, future movie offers and all that! Zendaya only about maintaining her fake fairytale relationship image to keep that cash flow coming in! She don't give a shit about Tom and Tom don't give a shit about her! It's all about the money fame and publicity. Anybody who thinks otherwise is just fooling themselves!

This is even more sus after today’s report ☕️

[littlemissidontcare]

Oh, TomDaya are fake too. Got it, nobody in Hollywood fucks, they just save themselves for the fangirl of their dreams.😎 / IKR, because millionaire, multi Emmy-winning actress, Louis Vuitton ambassador, fashion icon Zendaya Coleman desperately needs that Tom Holland fame to stay relevant.

Fun fact, Zendaya talked about how Marvel put her on all spiderman 1 posters and asked her to do the promo tour even though she had like 5 minutes of screen time. Why? because they knew it would create more buzz for their movie. Same thing with Dune, she was in it for like 2 seconds but got as much promo at Timmy Marshmallow. But nooo Zendaya NEEDS fame from Tom Holland, what a leech. 🤡😂

I'm sorry, I'm not even a fan of hers but Zendaya haters make me Lol.

Oh I definitely don’t think it was for her lol

[stanleyl]

its funny that a few days ago you posted (or got sent, idrr) a tweet saying “after r&j is over they both will go into hiding” and you were like “both” WHO 😭 cause even when z isn't cast in anything she's still constantly working and making public appearances and just generally keeping her name out there vs. tom who actually disappears and people are delusional if they still think those two are anything similar in how they handle their careers and fame.

now, lo and behold, you were proven right 🤷 she will soon be on a movie set working again, meanwhile tom can't even be bothered to make an instagram post about his play ending. atp i can't blame tomdayas for not caring about his career when he himself doesn't seem to care aither.

Exactly, this whole narrative that they're both so similar is so unrealistic, lol. That girl loves to work, loves the fame, and she always keeps her fans fed! Let her be! And if Tom decides to spend the next 4 months at home, it's okay because he's just a poor baby with fragile mental health, according to the babysitters of this fandom *sarcasm*.

But in all seriousness, I'm not even asking for something right away. But if this silence doesn't mean there are projects (plural) being announced soon, then perhaps he's just not getting interesting offers at all 😞. One of his agents is definitely working, but all the good roles are going to Austin Butler /jk jk jk

[pech-es]

https://at.tumblr.com/benitabuttrell/would-really-rather-have-them-attending-award/pbqk688pcca4

i'll understand if you don't wanna post because of drama but i went on their account out of curiosity and she's really entertaining things like this 💀

mind you, we only got 3 set of hq pap pictures during this era. the first one with tom's purple t-shirt and z's light green sweater in boston. the second one for z's bday in nyc. and the last one getting on their car, tom wearing his red jacket (and it was from far away and they weren't even facing the camera). other than that, we only got blurry sneaky pics and videos, sighting or fan pics. they were just minding their business, it's not their fault people and paps were taking pics of them😭 if they really wanted to milk it, i swear they would've done more.

and do they seriously think z needs to be papped with tom to boost her image for challengers ? with all due respect to tom, people care about z and her career regardless of tom being in the picture or not, he's really not relevant when we're talking about her fame and popularity. anyway SIDE EYEEEE

this is probs the last i’ll post about this whole nonsense, but i think you hit the nail on the head with the last paragraph. like, i love tomdaya of course, but they are stars ON THEIR OWN. at this point it’s just insulting Z to say that she needs a PR relationship for this long. do they hear themselves speak or is it just elevator music?