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waitimcomingtoo · 2 years ago

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Hutcherson

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Synopsis: Tom gets jealous over your former co-star, Josh Hutcherson

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“Aw! Look what’s on.” You gasped when one of your old movies come up on the TV.

“Is this Bridge to Terebithia?” Tom asked and sat beside you on the couch.

“Yeah. I haven’t seen this in forever. You wanna watch it?”

“You mean do I want to watch you as a child drown in a creek?” Tom chuckled and pulled a blanket over the two of you.

“Come on. They don’t even show that part.” You playfully rolled your eyes. “And it’s not me drowning. It’s Leslie.”

“Is that supposed to make me feel better? Because I like Leslie way more than you.” Tom smiled teasingly.

“Shut up.” You playfully smacked his chest before resting your head on his shoulder. He chuckled to himself and rested his head on top of yours as the movie played.

“You know the last time I watched this, I cried so hard my period came.” You told Tom, making him snort with laughter.

“I’m so glad I know that about you. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” You chuckled and snuggled into his neck. You watched the movie for a few minutes in comfortable silence as the memories of filming came back to you one by one.

“I can’t believe this came out 15 years ago. It feels like the premier was yesterday.” You said as you watched your younger self beat a bunch of boys in a playground race.

“You never forget your first movie.”

“Yeah.” You sighed happily. “Or your first love.”

The childhood nostalgia halted to an abrupt stop when Tom registered what he had just heard you say. He lifted his head off of yours so that he could look at you.

“Your first what now?”

“Josh and I dated while we filmed. I told you that, remember?” You laughed and looked at him.

“Yeah, but you were like 13, right? That’s not dating. And it’s definitely not love.” He laughed nervously and hoped you’d agree.

“It was love for what I knew it to be at the time. I remember how I felt about him back then. And I remember it as love.” You shrugged and put your head back down on his shoulder. Tom sat there frozen for a moment as he processed that he wasn’t your first love. He knew he was your first serous relationship so he had always assumed he was the first person you ever loved. But as 14 year old Josh Hutcherson stared at him through his screen, he realized he had competition.

“Oh.” Tom said in an unnatural tone, making you sit up.

“Oh what?”

“Nothing. Let’s just watch the movie.” Tom brushed it off and settled back into the couch. You thought he was fine but once you heard him grumbling something under his breath, you knew you had a problem.

“Tommy.” You said pointedly as you sat up straight again.

“Yes?” He asked innocently.

“Are you seriously pouting because I loved a boy before you?” You chuckled and rubbed his cheek with your thumb.

“What? Psh. No.” Tom scuffed. “I don’t care. You were 13.”

You accepted his answer and settled back into the couch to watch the movie.

“13 and in love with a boy before me.” He mumbled under his breath.

“What was that?” You say up again.

“Nothing.” He said quickly.

Tom got through the rest of the movie and by the time he went to bed, he had forgotten all about Josh. But when we walked into the kitchen the next morning and saw you scrolling through something on your phone, he knew trouble was near.

“Isn’t it funny that Josh’s character is named Jess and Zooey Dechanel is also in the movie and she plays Jess in New Girl? And then in New Girl, Jess says “I might as well call you Bridge to Terebithia because you make kids cry.”? When she was literally in Bridge to Terebithia?”

“Yeah. Isn’t Josh just so funny? So funny and the first boy you ever loved.” Tom said with a huge smile that you knew was fake.

“Is this gonna be a thing?” You sighed and put your phone down.

“It’s not gonna be a thing. I’m only kidding. I’m done now.” Tom replied and you actually believed him. He started to make his tea for a minute before turning to face you.

“I just think it’s funny how-“

“Oh my God.” You cut him off with a groan.

“As I was saying.” He said once you stopped groaning. “I just think it’s funny that the movie ended last night but you’re still thinking about Josh.”

“I’m not thinking about Josh. You know I like to look up the cast and crew of everything I watch. I was just going through the IMDB and remembered that scene from New Girl. That’s all.” You said quietly and started to leave the room. Tom felt bad for being so sassy and ran to catch up with you.

“Wait, darling. I’m sorry.” He said and put his hands on your shoulders to get you to look at him.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. I’m being jealous and dumb. He was your love when you were 13. I have no reason to be jealous. I’ll stop.”

“That’s right. You have literally 0 reason to be jealous.” You poked his chest as a smile tugged at your lips.

“I know. And it’s not like I’ll ever have to think about it again.” Tom smiled as well now that he had gotten it all off his chest.

“Yeah. Let’s just agree never to bring it up again.”

“Agreed. Never again.”

A couple of minutes of silence went by before Tom was right back at it.

“So how did you crazy kids get together anyway?” Tom asked with another huge, eerie smile.

“What happened to not talking about it?” You groaned.

“I just need to get this out of my system so that it stops bothering me.” Tom whined. “Like when you would watch a scary movie as a kid and afterwards couldn’t sleep without a nightlight or go to the bathroom at night because you were scared and the only way to get over it was to rewatch the movie.”

“You’re comparing me liking a boy ten years before I met you to a scary movie?” You folded your arms and gave him a long look.

“Not a boy you liked. A boy you loved. And you know I emote in strange ways.”

“Tom, I’m not feeding into your weird little jealousy fantasy thing you got going on right now. I’m not doing it.” You shook your head and walked out of the room.

“Please? Just answer a few questions and I promise, I’ll drop it forever.” Tom pleaded and followed after you into the living room.

“Oh my God. Fine. But then we are dropping this forever, okay?”

“Yes. I swear.”

“Then what do you want to know?”

“Just a couple things.” Tom said as he pulled a long, hand written list out of his pocket.

“Oh my God.” You sighed and buried your face in your hands.

“First, how did you guys get together?” He read from the top of his list. You rolled your eyes to the ceiling but he gave you a pleading pout, so you gave in.

“Well all my scenes were with him so we got close really fast. And I don’t know, something about running around with him in the forest made me fall in love.” You shrugged and folded your arms.

“Did you ever kiss him?” Tom asked as he checked off the first question.

“Obviously.” You chuckled. “He was my first kiss.”

“Right. Obviously.” Tom mimicked your chuckling before giving you a dirty look. You laughed at his antics and threw a pillow at his head.

“Tell me about the kiss.” He laughed and threw the pillow back.

“You want to know about the greatest kiss of my life?” You said in a dramatic voice as you clutched your heart.

“What? You don’t consider me the greatest kiss of your life?” Tom pretended to be offended and threw more pillows at you.

“I’m just kidding. You’re so easy to mess with.” You laughed as you caught one of the pillows.

“Just tell me.” He whined and stamped his feet.

“Fine. You want to know? I was on set when he was filming the scene where he finds out I died. After he wrapped, he ran to give me a hug and told me he’d be sad if he ever lost me for real. Then he kissed me. It was the first time I was ever kissed.”

“How cute.” Tom said through gritted teeth.

“You’re the one who wanted to know.” You laughed at him and threw another pillow. This time, the pillow landed on the remote and the last thing you had been watching came up on the television. Tom’s attention was caught by the forrest that was now on the screen.

“What’s this?” He asked and picked up the remote to raise the volume.

“Oh, uh, I was watching TV before you got up.” You said in a weak voice.

“Are you watching National Geographic without me again?” Tom gasped when he saw that you were suddenly nervous.

“No.” You gulped. “It’s actually-“

“The Hunger Games?!” Tom practically screamed when the camera panned to Katniss Everdeen shooting something with an arrow. You covered your face in shame while Tom looked at you as if you had just murdered someone in front of him.

“Tom, listen.” You began.

“You were watching The Hunger Games starring teen heartthrob Josh Hutcherson?” Tom asked and pointed to the screen.

“Well I started thinking about Josh last night after your little interrogation-“

“Oh. So you were thinking about your ex boyfriend last night? While in bed next to me?” Tom asked sassily and put his hands on his hips.

“I wasn’t thinking about my “ex boyfriend”. We dated when we were 13. He doesn’t really count as a boyfriend.”

“But he does count as your first love?”

“To me, yes. I loved him for what I knew love to be at 13 years old. I told you this.”

“Yeah. I remember.” Tom said and pointed to the screen again. You looked at the screen and saw Peeta with his face painted so that he camouflaged into the ground.

“I really can’t have this fight while Peeta looks like Mount Rushmore.” You said out of the corner of your mouth.

“I don’t see why not. Since apparently, you spent all night thinking about Mount Rushmore.”

“Oh my God. If you let me finish before, I was gonna say that I was thinking about Josh after we watched the movie last night which naturally led me to start thinking about The Hunger Games because if I’m honest Tom, if I’m really fucking honest, I love the Hunger Games. I think it was a fantastic series and I miss that time period of the press tours and the new movies coming out. So when I sat down to watch something this morning and it came up in my suggestions, I clicked on it. Not because I’m still in love with Josh, but because I really, really love The Hunger Games.”

“Well damn.” Tom whispered. “You didn’t take a breath that whole sentence.”

“Can we drop it now?” You asked hopefully.

“Fine.” Tom mumbled. You smiled in satisfaction, kissed his cheek, and then left the room.

“Never.” He whispered once you were gone.

As a part of the press tour you were on for your upcoming movie, you and Tom were invited by LadBible to do a couples video. You took turns asking each other questions about your relationship in front of the camera.

“Next question. Who made the first move?” You read off the slip of paper you had pulled from the bowl on the table.

“I did. Though I don’t think you realized it was me making a move.” Tom chuckled.

“That’s because your move was asking me if I preferred pink lemonade or regular lemonade. Then you had pink lemonade at your house the first time you invited me over for a party. And proceeded to offer it to me 100 times.” You laughed at the memory and patted his hand.

“It wasn’t subtle but it was smooth.” He shrugged and you nodded in agreement.

“Aw. This one’s cute. Who was your first love?” You asked as you pulled the next question out of the bowl.

“You were.” Tom answered. “My first and only love. Which is king of crazy to think about. I’ve loved you since I was 19.”

“Damn. If we met just one year earlier, we could’ve been dancing to 18 by One Direction at our wedding.” You clicked your tongue.

“It’s okay. We’ll find another song.” He chuckled and squeezed your hand.

“I already have. It’s Little Things by One Direction.” You smiled and looked into the camera.

“Or Girl Almighty.” Tom suggested.

“No. Never Girl Almighty. It makes 0 sense.” You laughed and shook your head.

“What about, “your light is as light as as many ambulances as it takes to save a savior”, doesn’t make sense to you?”

“What does any of that mean?” You asked through a laugh.

“Fine. It can be Little Things. Even though that whole song is basically just calling the girl fat.” Tom joked, making you playfully roll your eyes as you got the next question out of the bowl.

“Next question, who said-“

“Y/n, you didn’t answer the last question.” One of the producers called from behind the camera.

“Oh, uh.” You smiled nervously and felt a momentary sense of dread. You looked over at Tom to see if he had realized what you were about to bring up again, but he seemed perfectly fine.

“My first love was my costar Josh Hutcherson. Back when we were 13.” You said and quickly looked at Tom to see his reaction.

“Aw. Your Jesse.” Tom said with a smile.

“Yeah. My Jesse.” You smiled in relief and picked up the piece of paper again.

“Next question, who said I love you first?” You read off to move the conversation along.

The topic seemed to be dropped after that interview, much to your relief. You managed to completely forget about it until you were at an event to promote your upcoming movie. Tom stood behind you with an arm around your waist as you spoke to a journalist.

“I learned something new about you in your recent video with LadBible. I didn’t know that your first love was Josh Hutcherson.” The journalist said before pointing the microphone at you. You felt Tom tense up behind you so you leaned into him.

“Oh, yeah.” You laughed nervously. “I think he was the first love for a lot of girls who grew up watching him. I definitely had a crush on him from seeing him in Zathura and RV. Then I just got lucky to have him play the Jesse to my Leslie.”

“Do you keep in contact with him?” The interviewer asked. You gulped and wished she’d drop this topic before it became a thing on the internet.

“I do. He and I catch up over text every now and then. I haven’t seen him in a few years though.” You answered and hoped that would be the end of it.

“Maybe the two of you can reunite for a sequel to Bride to Terebithia.” She said into her microphone, making you laugh in surprise.

“I get the feeling you haven’t seen the movie.” You said skeptically.

“I don’t think I have, actually.”

“I thought so. Things didn’t end too well for my character. But maybe if I come back as a ghost, we could make a part two.” You shrugged and she seemed satisfied with your answer.

“Would you be down to work with him again?” She asked just when you thought the conversation was over.

“Oh, absolutely. I’d honestly really love to act along side him again. He was such a giving actor when we were 13 and from what I’ve seen, he’s only grown from there. I think it would be really interesting to see how our chemistry and acting styles have evolved now that we’re older.” You answered.

“I’m sure a lot of people would love to see that.”

“Not all people.” Tom mumbled.

“That’s good for me. Thanks for stopping by.” The journalist shook your hand before sending you on your way.

Just as you feared, instead of anyone talking about the movie you were promoting, all the headlines were filled with you and Josh Hutcherson. The internet was ablaze with rumors about the two of you.

You went to the premier of the your movie with every intention of dodging any and every Josh related question. Tom had the same hope as he joined your side on the red carpet. Tom could see the end of the red carpet and sighed in relief that you’d managed to walk the whole thing without any questions about Josh. Before the two of you could walk off, you heard a familiar voice.

“Y/n?” It called, making you turn around. Tom turned as well, smile dropping instantly when his eyes landed on the one and only Josh Hutcherson.

“Josh!” You broke into a smile before running into his arms. Tom watched in slow motion as Josh lifted you off the ground and spun you in a circle.

“You have got to be kidding me.” Tom mumbled under his breath as photographers pushed each other out of the way to get pictures of you and Josh. Tom couldn’t hear what you and Josh were saying to each other over the sound of the cameras flashing. But when he saw you throw your head back laughing at something Josh said, he was quick to join your side.

“Hey, you. Thought I lost you for a second there.” Tom forced a laugh and wrapped an arm around you.

“Sorry, I ran to say hi. Josh, this is my boyfriend, Tom.” You introduced Tom to Josh.

“Hey Tom. It’s so great to meet you.” Josh said politely and held out his hand.

“You too. Jam, was it?” Tom asked as he shook Josh’s hand.

“What was that?” Josh tilted his head in confusion.

“Oh my God.” You face palmed.

“It’s Josh.” Josh corrected with a laugh.

“Oh. Josh? Am I pronouncing that right?” Tom looked at you to ask.

“Tom. You know how to pronounce his name.” You said through a fake smile.

“I’m not sure I do.” Tom played dumb.

“Thomas.” You said flatly.

“So how do you and Y/n know each other?” Tom asked Josh. You looked up to the sky and counted to ten in your head.

“We were in a movie together a million years ago. It’s called Mockingjay Part One.” Josh answered, making you throw your head back laughing again. Josh laughed too as Tom frowned in confusion.

“I don’t get it.” Tom shrugged.

“I had a cameo in Mockingjay Part One as one of the avox’s.” You explained.

“She didn’t say a single line but she killed it.” Josh praised you.

“And then I was killed.” You added, making you and Josh break down laughing again. Tom looked into an invisible camera and grimaced.

“What’s Mockingjay Part one? I’ve never heard of it and I thought I’ve seen all your movies.” Tom asked you.

“It’s the third Hunger Games Movie.” You told him.

“Oh. Okay. I’ve never seen the movies so I have no idea what you guys are talking about but it had the cadence of a joke.” Tom mumbled. You and Josh didn’t even hear him since you were laughing again.

“How come I die in every movie we’re in together?” You asked Josh.

“I don’t know. But I’ve heard rumors that we’re gonna be in a movie together soon so I’m hoping you get to live to see the end of that one.” Josh said and playfully punched your shoulder.

“Oh yes. I’ve heard the rumors too.” You laughed. “As long as my character stays away from old ropes or President Snow, I should be good.”

“Well even if the movie doesn’t happen, I still want to catch up sometime.” Josh said.

“Barf.” Tom whispered and you elbowed him in the side.

“Please. We have to. My numbers changed since I was 13 so let me give you my new one.” You replied and pulled out your phone. Tom watched you exchange numbers before parting ways. Not before Josh kissed your cheek, of course. Once you were off the carpet and inside the theater, Tom said what was on his mind.

“I can’t believe you gave Jack Hudgens your phone number right in front of me. What if I gave Jennifer Gardner my number in front of you?” Tom whispered to you.

“What? Who are those people?” You whispered back.

“Oh my God. It’s Josh Hutcherson and Jennifer Lawrence. Not Garder. Garder is 13 Going On 30.”

“I thought that was Anniston.” Tom frowned.

“No. Anniston is Friends.”

“Then who was in The Blind Side?”

“Sandra Bullock. Holy shit. We’re not having this conversation again. Just watch the movie.” You whispered and pointed to the screen. Tom rolled his eyes and looked at the screen just as your movie started.

“By the way, Josh is in this movie.” You leaned over to whisper in Tom’s ear.

“What?!” He asked loudly, earning shushes and looks from people sitting nearby.

“Just kidding.” You laughed before kissing his cheek. Tom couldn’t help but smile and held your hand for the rest of the movie.

Tom waited until you fell asleep that night before checking the Internet. He knew it was wrong, but he just wanted to see if any cameras had captured your little reunion with Josh. He opened up Google but before he could type anything, he saw what was trending.

“The reunion everyone is talking about.” Tom read off his screen. He rolled his eyes to the ceiling before going to type something into the search bar.

“Y/n L/n and-“ Tom was about to type his own name when something horrible happened.

“No.” Tom gasped loudly. “Y/n and Josh comes up before Y/n and Tom? This is an absolute travesty.”

“Tom?” You yawned and sat up. “What are you doing up?”

“Nothing. Just some research.” Tom said quickly and slammed the laptop shut.

“Research?” You eyed him skeptically.

“Yeah. Don’t worry about it. Just go back to bed, darling. I’ll tuck you in.”

“Oh no.” You cracked a smile and tried to take the laptop.

“What?” Tom asked innocently and yanked the laptop away.

“Are you sleuthing? Is that what you’re doing right now?” You laughed and tried to get the laptop again.

“Psh. No.” Tom scoffed and held the laptop as far away from you as possible

“Yes you were. Your fingers clacking on that keyboard woke me up. You were sleuthing on me and Josh weren’t you?”

“No.” Tom lied.

“Then let me see the laptop.” You said simply.

“I, uh, I can’t do that.” Tom said without looking at you.

“Why not? What are you looking at?” You asked and scooted closer to him.

“I am looking at…” Tom trailed off and got out of bed as he tried to come up with something.

“Porn. Really dirty and grotesque porn. Like the dirty little London boy I am.” Tom lied to you.

“Oh yeah? Let me see then.” You said and reached for the laptop again. You managed to get it this time and when you opened it, you saw a picture of you and Josh from earlier.

“Aha! I knew it! You sleuthed!”

“I had to sleuth!” He whined. “The Internet has gone crazy ever since you said he was your first love. There are petitions to get you guys to date, did you know that?”

“Oh God, no. Not petitions!“ You gasped. “If only I had free will to do what I want and not be controlled by random petitions on the internet created by 14 year olds.”

“You’re making light of a terrible situation.” Tom deadpanned.

“Do tell me, what’s the terrible situation?” You cracked a smile and tilted your head to the side.

“You and Josh comes up before me and you comes up on Google!” Tom exclaimed and pointed to the laptop.

“What? How can this be?” You gasped again in an exaggerated manner.

“Stop making fun of me.” Tom whined and sat back down on the bed.

“How could I not? Tom, who cares about google searches?” You asked and rubbed his back.

“I do. I care that the world wants to see you with another boy.” He said without looking at you. You smiled sadly and scooted closer to him to wrap your arms around him. He looked over his shoulder at you as he placed his hand over yours.

“Is it so wrong that I want to be the boy people think of when they think of you? I think of us as a matching set. We go together. But now everyone wants to take you out of the set and match you with a different boy.”

“Why do you keep saying “boy” and never man?” You wondered.

“You don’t get it.” Tom mumbled and pushed your arms off of him.

“Wait, Tom. Come back.” You laughed and pulled him into another hug. You felt him relax in your arms so you placed a kiss on the side of his head before cupping his face to look at him.

“I think your feelings are invalid.” You said sweetly.

“Oh. That’s a new one.”

“I think they’re invalid because I’m so in love with you that I don’t even hear what people say. They can say whatever they want about me or who I’m dating or who they want to see me with. I don’t hear it. Because I’m happy and secure in our relationship. So even if the entire world signed that petition and I was offered a billion dollars to make a movie with me and Josh, I wouldn’t do it. Because your feelings matter to me and I know it would make you uncomfortable. The movie would also not get made in general because petitions are not how movies get made but that’s besides the point. The point is, you need to stop caring about what people say about me and Josh and start caring about what I say about me and you.”

“What do you say about me and you?” Tom asked as a slow smile tugged at his lips.

“That this is forever.” You said as you pointed between the two of you. Tom’s smile widened before he leaned in to kiss you. You kissed him back for a minute before pulling away.

“Unless Josh wants me.” You said sweetly.

“I’m gonna smother you with a pillow.” He said in the same tone.

“I love you too.”

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nouearth · 1 year ago

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a letter to spider-man.

peter parker x male reader.

summary: spider-man launched his own help line and you need his advice in talking to your crush: peter.

wc: 1.2k. genre: fluff, comfort!fic. warnings: holland!peter, social anxiety, mention of death, crushes, college!au.

peter wasn’t sure what made him decide to do this: a spider-man help line. one day, he woke up and wanted to fulfill a sense of purpose more than he already has—to help out the public more, to build a community that peter has been wanting to fix since the death of his aunt.

so far, they’ve been pretty simple tasks: walking the dogs, helping a blind woman with grocery shopping, fixing a broken pipe with his webs—it was all out of the kindness of his own big heart. a heart that his aunt once nurtured.

it was hard at first. from being a ‘save the world’ hero to a ‘save the dog from burning up in a locked car’ hero, it was a downgrade one might find—peter did at first.

but it’s been a while since he saw the relieved smiles on the public’s faces whenever he swung from the corner. true happiness that he was envious of at times, but nonetheless grateful for, and so that would become his motivation.

maybe it can make the world a better place if people happen to be inspired by his actions. small stuff that regular civilians can achieve. a domino effect that peter hoped for.

—april 10th

dear spider-man, so, this is a thing now, huh? the future is so unpredictable, so i actually never thought i’d be writing to you. well, i guess the future would be me texting you like you advertised, but i like writing. it makes my hand cramp, and my handwriting is terrible (sorry, i hope you can still read this), but it feels good. like... shouting at the sky, i would imagine, so i prefer it. i’ve also been watching a lot of ‘80s and ‘90s movies, which could also be a major factor. and i just realized i’m supposed to tell you about my problems! this is kinda hilarious because i think i’ve probably rewritten my letter six times already. also, are you living your citizen life as a therapist or something? because why else would you be helping people this way? not that we don’t appreciate it, but it’s different. you’ve probably stopped reading by now, but in case you haven’t, i’ll keep the rest short. i guess my problem is… i like this guy. i know you’re not a relationship therapist (your secret is safe with me if you are though), but i figured a guy like you knew how to talk to people? you save people on a daily basis, so you probably aren’t scared anymore, right? that theory worked better in my head, to be honest, so scratch that! anyway, his name is peter. we’re both freshmen in college, so we’ve been seeing each other a lot, especially since we’re in the same classes. did i mention that i’m a guy as well? i don’t know him that well. i’m pretty quiet, i guess. invisible, maybe? it’s funny. sometimes, my professors would forget that i was even in their classes until i would speak up. but besides that point, he probably doesn’t even know that i exist either. the perks of being invisible—i’m not even sure if there are any, because i’m noticeable enough on days where people want to say stuff. mean, terrible stuff. i wonder if he notices me, though. probably not, but a guy could only hope. i think we’d get along. again, hope! he’s smart and humble, always insecure of his own answers even though he knows—everyone knows—that it’s correct. kind, too. also awkward, like me. but the cute-awkward, not the me-awkward. i like him. i want to be friends with him. maybe even more? but i’m not greedy! i can settle with being friends. i guess, how can i approach him?

thank you, (m/n)

it caught peter off guard at first—seeing his name in the same vicinity as spider-man became a jump-scare. even though, the sender kept everything pretty vague to keep the named crush relatively anonymous, there was a gut feeling telling peter that it was him—the culprit of (m/n)’s stolen heart.

nah, there are so many peters..! just a coincidence.

it took him longer than he thought to come up with a sufficient reply. usually, a task would’ve been done because all he had to do was use his body, his webs to do good—not his words. inexperienced yet excited, peter smiled while writing his letter.

peter wasn’t great at consoling people. hell, he couldn’t even make himself feel better. but he’ll try, like he always does.

—april 23rd

hi (m/n)! sorry for taking so long to get back to you! life’s been crazy with everything going on. did you know that there’s been at least ten deli robberies that i managed to save this week alone? something about that chicken salad sandwich drives people nuts… like you, peter’s actually been pretty swamped with exams and graduation. i also want to congratulate you for being the only one that has written a letter to me instead of using the chat service! i’ve never written a letter before, so excuse my rustiness. my handwriting is way worse than yours. mine looks like if you gave a dog a pen and made it write. freshman year of college is a big year for you, for everyone. i remember the feeling of feeling so lost! still know the feeling. don’t get me wrong. yes, i’ve become braver since i started this spider-man stuff. but i still get scared, you know? life is so unpredictable and you never know when something might go wrong, and unexpectedly go so right. like, just the other day, i got anxious when i was ordering from a drive-thru! they didn’t hear me, so i had to repeat my order. then again, because the mic sucked or whatever! even though it was only me, i felt so embarrassed, like my cheeks swelling and itchy skin type of nervous. but then it quickly went away because… okay, well i got my burger and fries pretty quick, so that helped. but you know what i mean? there’s this potentially negative outcome that we’re so afraid of. when in reality, it’s only ever so fleeting. you said he’s a nice guy, right? he could also be scared to talk to you, and you would never know because you’re too busy knocking yourself down! everyone is awkward. I’m awkward. so are some of my family members, my friends too. and that feeling won’t ever go away. sometimes, it’s meant to be shared. being invisible isn’t so bad sometimes. i definitely know the feeling, even wished for it at times. you can listen to music without being bothered, that’s a bonus! but from what i’ve noticed from feeling invisible, it would always come when i was being unkind to myself. i had the worst perception of myself in the eyes of my peers, and that made me withdraw. i purposely isolated myself because i was being unkind. the way you view yourself reflects onto others. not all the time, sometimes people are genuinely just assholes. but from what you’ve been telling me about this peter guy, he seems pretty special. if you’re awkward, be awkward and laugh it off. there’s nothing more charming than being genuine, and being kind to yourself is part of that progress. I’m rooting for you (and peter)!

from your friendly neighbor, spidey.

nouearth. please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works. andif you like this story, please reblog and leave a like!

#peter parker x male reader #peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #peter parker angst #peter parker fluff #nou.fics

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themultifandomgal · 1 year ago

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Tyler Posey- Insecurities

Being in the public eye has its positives and it’s negatives. Unfortunately some days the negatives seems to out way the positives. When I was asked to come back to film for the Teen Wolf movie I was more than excited to. I couldn’t wait to see my best friends, some who I’ve not seen for a while now and working with my boyfriend,Tyler, again I just couldn’t wait. But I know since we finished the final season I have put on weight which the media have picked up on. Tyler and I have been dating since season 4 of Teen Wolf and tonight is date night. We have both been busy today filming but knowing that it was only a day shoot for all of us we decided that today would be perfect. Weirdly Tyler has told me to get ready in my trailer.

So here I am trying on dress options I had brought with me. Trying to get ready for my date but I just can't find the right one. I'm looking at myself in my full length mirror. Sighing I sit on my couch and look at Instagram for ideas, maybe I can text Holland or Shelly to run to mine and Tyler’s hotel room and get me some more clothes. However instead I end up seeing different Instagram models. Stupidly I begin to compare myself to them. The extra skin on my stomach, my thighs, my arms. I sit there not realising that I'm crying until my trailer door opens

“Tyler wants to know if your nearly ready because…. oh my god YN what’s wrong?” In runs Holland, shutting the door behind her “Are you hurt? Feel sick? Has something happened between you and Tyler?”

“No” I shake my head

“Then what’s wrong?”

“Just in my head”

“About what?” Holland is now by my side pulling me into her

“Why does he love me?”

"What do you mean? YN Tyler loves the hell out of you, do you not realise how much he talks to the boys about you? God he doesn't shut up about you YN he loves you. What’s brought this on? You know he loves you”

“I know he loves me, but why. He could have anyone. A model for Christ sake, but he chose me” Holland then looks over at my phone and sees that I’m on Instagram

“You really need to get off social media if it’s hurting you so much. These bodies are fake, you are real and that what Tyler loves about you. So let’s get you dressed and redo your makeup because Tyler is waiting”

"I'm not in the mood to go out now. Can you tell Tyler I’m not feeling well”

“Not gonna happen because either way you have to see Tyler, you live together remember. And anyway he has something planned so come on we have got 30 minutes before the love of your life will knock on that door with a bunch of flower"

Just as Holland had said 30 minutes later, Tyler knocks on the door with a bunch of peonies, my favourite flowers.

Tyler takes us for a picnic on the lacrosse field, this is where we had our first on screen kiss together, but also where we had our first off screen kiss. Where we both fell in love

"Babe are you ok? You've been really quite"

"I don't want to ruin our date"

"Talk to me. We can have more dates but I can't help you if you don't talk to me and tell me what's wrong"

"It's just..." I sigh placing my head on his shoulder "I see these girls on Instagram and then there's me. I'm nothing special and I just don't understand how you could love me when I look like this. I know you love me, but you could have anyone, the media tell me enough that I’ve started to believe them”

"Hey, look at me” I lift up my head and look into Tyler’s eyes “you know what I see. A beautiful, caring, sexy woman who puts other people before herself. I love you YN YLN"

"Even though I'm not stick thin with huge boobs and perfect flowing hair"

"You are perfect to me. Everything about you, I'm not with those Instagram models for a reason. I will do anything to show you that it's you I want. I never what you to feel like I don't want you so that why I'm going to do this" I look at him confused then shocked as I watch him shift and keel on one knee and pull out a box "I have loved you from the moment I set eyes on you. I don't care that you don't look like those Instagram models, your beautiful and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So YN YLN will you marry me?" I begin to cry

"Yes. Yes of course I'll marry you" Tyler puts the ring on my finger and then there's loads of cheers, I look around to see all our friends running to us

"I told you he had something planned" Holland tackles me to the ground in a hug me

“Carful don’t break my fiancé”

“Ahhh your a fiancé!” Shelly squeals with Crystal. I get up and hug Tyler, gently placing a kiss on his lips

"I love you YN"

"I love you too Ty”

#teen wolf cast #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf actress #teen wolf #tyler posey x reader #tyler posey #tyler posey imagine

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wxshing-aep · 3 years ago

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I really want to kiss you (pt 2)

andrew garfield x famous! reader

One Rule Series

pt 2 to We were not eye-f*cking!

In which you shouldn’t get involved with your costar but you and andrew have a lot of trouble keeping your hands to yourself

rating: ??? mainly pg 13 but it gets a tad smutty (swearing, sexual themes, once again horny andrew and horny reader)

all characters are ages 20-22. Andrew is 21, Reader is 20. In this universe only Tobey’s spider-man movies have been made so Tom and Andrew are not spider-man. I also use current young Hollywood actors as characters so it’s basically present day except Andrew is the same age as them if that makes sense! reader’s friend group/ costars consist of andrew garfield, zendaya, florence pugh, hunter schafer, tom holland, and timothee chalamet. There’s also some background tomdaya for the sake of the plot

a/n: omg okay hi? thank you guys so much for all the love on pt 1! i’d like to make this a series but i’ll probably keep it in the sort of hc bulletpoint format and if anyone had any suggestions or requests for the andrew x costar! reader escapades or would like to be tagged in the series feel free to let me know! Also i will be making a masterlist as soon as I figure out how to do that lol.

You like to think you have pretty good self control and you do

that is until the 2 A’s are involved: Andrew and alcohol

You and your costars are currently scattered around your living room in the middle of a Cars marathon and because of Florence’s brilliant idea of taking a shot every time you hear the phrase ‘kachow’ it’s safe to say that everyone is fairly wasted

You get touchy when you’re drunk and maybe that would explain why you’re currently resting your head in andrew’s lap, platonically of course, and he’s an equally touchy drunk which would probably explain why he’s taken your left hand hostage mindlessly drawing tiny shapes in your palm and playing with your fingers, platonically of course

Somewhere between the first and second movie everyone else had fallen asleep on your couch or on the floor and as the credits roll you look up to find that Andrew’s already looking at you

“hi” he whispers and you respond with a hi back before adding an “are you tired” to which he just shakes his head and after a pause adds “I’m a bit hungry though”

So that’s how you ended up in your kitchen with andrew eating little generic sugar cookies with Christmas trees printed on them

“These cookies are quite festive but it’s a bit early don’t you think?” Andrew comments with a nudge to your side

“It’s never too early”

“It’s literally June. By all rules of holiday timing that is entirely too early”

“Yea but rules kinda suck.” Your statement immediately reminded him that he probably shouldn’t be doing what he’s doing right now as your director’s words play back in his head. ‘Don’t get involved with your costars. Keep it in your pants’

So he definitely shouldn’t be standing this close to you. Or looking at you like that. Or thinking about you way he is right now. “Yea rules kinda do suck” but he takes a step closer to you anyways

It’s right about then that you realize how close he is to you but neither of you make any moves to distance yourselves

“We could uh- we could go watch another movie” you offer to try and get your mind off of how close he is and how good he looks and how he’s now sporting a black tank and some shorts and his biceps are on display and shit since when were his arms that-

“We could. We could. Or ya know not because I’ve uh I mean I’ve seen them all already so it might just be a waste of time” his voice was low and gravelly and god he’s so hot

“You’ve seen all the movies?” You ask causing him to nod his head up and down

“mhmm. mhmm I’m really really into movies. Big movie guy but um didn’t you say you got that new Spiderman video game we could play that if you want” he is kinda just rambling now because at some point his hand had found your hip and you once again made no move to distance yourself and his eyes keep trailing down to your lips and he thinks you might have the prettiest lips he’s ever seen and-

“We could. Or not because I’m alarmingly good at that game so compared to me you’d suck and I wouldn’t want to hurt your ego”

“Oh, how kind of you” he teases

“I know I’m a saint, but if they ever decide to make another movie you’d probably make a hell of a spiderma-“

“I really want to kiss you” oh. He nearly surprised himself with how bold his statement was and you realize that you’re now nose to nose. And your eyes travel from his eyes to his lips and back. don’t get involved with your costars. don’t get involved with your costars. don’t get involved with your costars. “but if I kiss you” he continues “I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop kissing you”

Fuck it

You grab him by the shirt and pull him into you closing the gap as your lips meet

He responds instantly and suddenly he’s everywhere: his hands on your body as he backs you up against the counter, his lips on yours, and his hands drop down to your ass giving it a light squeeze as his tongue enters your mouth

Andrew thinks he’s died and gone to heaven. His mind has gone fuzzy: being this close to you, actually holding you in his arms, finally getting to know what your lips taste like after months of sneaking glances at them when you’d talk with him for hours on set

His hands travel down to your thighs to lift you onto your kitchen counter without breaking the kiss

Your lips move down to his neck earning a whimper from him that makes you weak in the knees

“fuck y/n” he moans barely above a whisper and you think you might spontaneously combust on the spot

His hands find the buttons of your pajama top before lifting your head up so you’re face to face again

“Is this okay?” He asks playing with the buttons of your shirt and you nod giving him the okay to remove your top

“Wow” he says with wide eyes when he discovers that you’ve decided to go braless for the night and his eyes are glued to your bare chest

“so are you just gonna stare or-“ you tease. He takes in a deep breath before responding “sorry they’re just like perfect so I feel like I just need to commit them to memory” after a pause he adds “okay I’m good” and brings his right hand up to grope at your boobs, kneading them in his palm, thumb brushing over your hardening nipple as he returns lips to yours occasionally kissing down to your chest to suck a nipple into his mouth

You slide your hands under his shirt and he takes the hint that you want it off and separates from you briefly to pull it over his head

“Wow” you return back ogling his shirtless body. “you want a minute to commit it to memory?” He asks. You wrap your legs around his waist and pull him back into you and drag your hands down his chest resting them on his abs. “Mm I’m more of a hands on learner myself” you respond pulling him into another kiss

You’re not sure how long you’ve been making out at this point but his hands are starting to play with the waistband of your shorts causing you to giggle and pull away from him. “Maybe we should move this somewhere else. People eat on this counter ya know.” You suggest and without missing a beat he counters with “oh don’t worry, I definitely plan on eating something” your eyes widen and he just continues “but I kinda really want you to sit on my face and I guess that’d be kinda hard on the counter”. You weren’t expecting him to have such a casually dirty mouth but you definitely were not complaining

He’s just about to lift you off the counter when you’re interrupted by a light turning on in the hallway and the sound of footsteps and you are suddenly aware of how naked you are in your kitchen with a man that you’ve been making heart eyes at for months: definitely not a situation that you can ‘it’s not what it looks like’ your way out of because frankly it’s exactly what it looks like

There’s not much time to look like you weren’t just doing what you were doing but you manage to hop off the counter, Andrew shielding your body with his as he hands you his shirt to put on

In a few seconds, a shirtless somewhat disheveled looking Tom rounds the corner letting out a startled “oh shit” when he sees the two of you, not really expecting you to be standing in your kitchen in the middle of the night. “Sorry guys I was uh- I was just uh-“ it’s at about this moment that Tom fully registers that Andrew is just standing there, shirtless, and his attention is then brought to you who just so happens to wearing the shirt that Andrew was wearing earlier. You can practically see him putting the pieces together in his head as he takes in both you and andrew’s flustered appearance and spots your discarded pajama shirt on the floor before returning his attention to the two of you with a slight smirk on his face knowing that he’s been teasing Andrew about his crush on you for months but he didn’t know if he’d ever make a move. Andrew is red in the face looking guilty as ever and you wonder how this is the same guy. that had just shamelessly told you he wanted you to sit on his face.

“Any reason why you’re shirtless in y/n’s kitchen, Andrew?” He asks smug as ever. Andrew is quick to try to come up with an excuse. “Look mate, we were just-“ “oh I know what you were doing”. Tom interrupts sending a wink Andrew’s way. It’s not until now that you begin to take in Tom’s appearance.

“Is there any reason why you’re shirtless in my kitchen Tom?” You ask. Tom suddenly fumbles for a response “oh uh ya know just uh wandering around, such a lovely house the show runners put you up in y/n. Love what you’ve done with the place. Looks real ni-“ Tom is interrupted by a voice from the hallway “Tom what’s taking you so lo- oh shit. Heyyyyy guys” Zendaya says entirely too suspiciously as she enters the room wearing Tom’s shirt.

You and Andrew shared a look. oh you were gonna have some fun with this.

“I like the shirt Z, where’d you get it” Andrew starts. Tom is quick to jump in “Look, we were just-“ “oh we know what you were doing” you interrupt now with the same smug attitude tom had earlier.

“Okay how about this” Z starts “we didn’t see you. you didn’t see us.”

“Deal.” You respond immediately but also shoot each her a look that says ‘we will talk about this later’. “Guest bedrooms are upstairs”

“Oh we already found them but uh could you get me a water from the fridge” tom asks and Andrew opens the fridge and tosses a water to Tom. “Use protection” you comment teasingly as they turn to leave.

“We’re just sleeping y/n, but as for you hope you don’t choke on his dick” Z teases back. “Hope you do choke on his” you respond earning you a laugh from. Tom and Andrew and a middle finger from her as she follows Tom up the stairs mumbling a “there’s nothing going on between us my ass” in reference to your earlier conversation.

After a moment you go to pick up you shirt from the floor and stand back up to feel Andrew’s strong pair of arms wrap around your waist and his lips meet the shell of your ear

“so... where were we?”

read part 3 here!

#andrew garfield #andrew garfield x reader #andrew garfield x female reader #andrew garfield x you #andrew garfield imagine #andrew garfield x famous! reader #famous!reader

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tellmethisisnottumblisnextfuckup · 3 years ago

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hello gaby... probably you have already been asked this question but in your other blog (R.I.P). How did you become a Larrie? how did you know about them?

Hi, it's a funny story actually haha. It's a real learning curve.

So, disclaimer, I'm from a very homophobic country (Hungary), where when I grew up I only saw mom-dad families therefore of course all of my core values came from my upbringing. Even today the vast majority of people who call themselves open are only good w gayness if they don't "flaunt it". I know it's horrible. But that is also fascinating in how the true love of 2 boys/men can change the view of someone who was by definition predominantly homophobic (this was me yes). So, I'd say, this country is not like USA where you can see bars, and trans people proudly dressing up on the street, which would normalize the experience, here in my country this is happening behind closed doors or in the very few gay clubs we have. And here no one even thinks of other sexuals, or other sexualities, so it's straight or gay. Genders? Male or female. No other box to tick or no "not wishes to share" boxes.

Alright enough of the disclaimer, here is the story:

I also was one of those bitches who teased Adam's niece for her love for 1D. (I know I know - as I said: learning curve)

It's important to note that I have this natural tendency to alienate myself from things that are popular, and I'm stubbornly not loving something just because it's popular. Things can grow on me of course (like in this story), but 1D was everywhere, they were pushed down on my throat, if you opened the basin 1D would come out instead of tap water, they were in my favorite movie's premiere, and I was like no, go away, that's MY movie, you're not even actors.. just no!

I took one look at Louis to deduct ok he's gay - it was not hard to deduct - and I know it's superficial, but again, I am from a homophobic country.

Then one fateful night at the end of March 2014 I happened to be in Holland for a business trip and in the hotel room alone I had some time to kill. So for the lack of a dvd player or good TV programs (everything was in Dutch!) I grabbed the laptop and I went on YouTube to find some videos, and I cannot say why, but I was like, let's check 1D's TXF performances out. At that point I never even heard them live, only via mainstream radio. So I checked the videos one by one and they were GOOD, they could SING, and that was surprising to me...

And as I went through the videos, I got a rec (not FIMQ) but a rec which had such a clickbait title, that even my previously stubborn, but now very curious self chose to watch.

youtube

It was this video, I can't believe it's still out there. So long story short, it took me 2 seconds to get convinced they really are in love. The video was kind enough to explain the then-valid situation that the fandom SUPPORTS them, and it's only the management/industry which is not letting them come out.

And this really started a huge turmoil in my head because on one hand I was taught something, it was ingrained in me that a family is mom and dad and a couple is a girl and a boy, but what I saw, it was so genuine, it was heartbreaking, and who the fuck decided that what they feel is wrong? So I started digging like a moron, and by moron I mean that I went to bed at 3 AM and my taxi was supposed to pick me up at 5 AM so I slept TWO hours, because I was sooo buried in my laptop, with so many tabs open, and so many question marks. As I said, it was very clear from the video they're genuine. The only question I had ok but are they still together, we wrote 2014, and the video was made in 2013 May, so it was already a year old when I watched it. Again, it didn't take long to find they were still very much real and they were about to start the WWA tour. So I jumped to tumblr, created a blog, learned the ins and outs of this hellsite, followed those whose posts were informative, and built my old blog.

I am now a very well known liberal in our family, I even went against the political views in my family, and my mom simply had to understand. I also told to Adam that when Lizi reaches a point of needing a talk, he'll support me in enlightening her of the world she's not seeing because it's still not normalized in this country, and we're trying to do a good job - she still says it's strange (m/m or f/f) - I tell her it's not something she sees but it's super normal and if she ever feels something is not okay with the mold this society wants to put her into, then it's okay, we're here, we're supporting her, she can count on us.

Back to the niece: I told her wow this Larry is a real thing do you know this? And she's like yeah they're friends, and btw Louis has a gf. I'm not sure if she mentioned Harry, but I specifically remember hearing Eleanor as a reason. And I'm like no honey they're a couple and her reaction made it pretty clear we're not on the same page. So I gave her time. WWA kicked off and me being me, I sent her some gifs, some vids, some links that come on, even the fool can see it's NOT platonic. I sent her tattoos, and you know what's funny, the more I kept digging, the more proof I found, which was undeniable like the tats, but it was not even the main thing that got me believe in them. And I think one of those complimentary tats was fresh as hell before WWA (I need to look at the tattoo timeline). I checked the timeline so in 2014 Jan H got the anchor and in March L already had the arrow...) And also Strong-Happily!!! Soon I got to know the real Louis Tomlinson and the real Harry Styles, and I became very invested that they make it, that they win, because they deserve it!

Back to Adam's niece: I gave her a bit of time to consume the content and the fact that those 2 are undeniably together and that E is a beard. I think a few months later she came around, we were at a family event, (covid what) and I just chatted w her and SHE brought Larry up, until then I strictly avoided it, and she's like I realized E is a beard and th boys are together. And my mom nature immediately kicking off: so are you supporting them? You know it's not right that just because they fell in love it isn't okay/normal/accepted. And she said yes I support them. I was sooo happy! We couldn't SHUT up after that, we were reminded several times that lunch is readyyyy, but we were like 2 whispering schoolgirls haha.

So, summa summarum, they changed me, they changed my whole attitude, they changed what had been ingrained in me by showing it's genuine, it's not this negative picture the government portray gay relationships, and my change affected my husband of course, and will affect our 2 daughters. I also told my mom that she should be open, because if I happen to be non-straight I expect her to love me just like she does today and I know she secretly changed her views too. At least being a bit more open. Everything is still so hidden here, you don't see people coming out, you don't see these examples that could set more examples and start an avalanche of co's, at least definitely not in the public world, so it's still a long way to go, but good news, the younger generation is so much more accepting and has a lot more liberal views than our grandparents and ancestors.

This became long as hell but it was good to go back to memory lane a bit.

And 2 gifs I specifically remember that were ok no way in hell this is platonic:

Thanks for reading it and thanks for asking nonny! :)

#my story #I'M not putting it under a read more because everything i put under a read more in TMTINL I lost #and i will never be able to recover #so pls swallow this long post pill #and understand my reasons #personal

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alldayangst · 4 years ago

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lovebug (Tom Holland)

GIF is from gaybuckybarnes here on Tumblr. You can access my masterlist here. This was written for @worldoftom’s lolbrosgetsicktoochallenge. The prompt I had was: ‘Tom self diagnoses himself as sick. He’s got all the symptoms. He’s speechless, over the edge and just breathless. He never thought he’d get hit by the ‘love-bug’ again’. Inspired by the song Lovebug by Jonas Brothers!

A/N: Y/N is an assistant director on Cherry in this fic. This has a lot of Cherry (the movie) references but most are explained if you haven’t seen the film. Such as, it was filmed in Cleveland and Morocco, directed by Joe and Anthony Russo. Some scenes in this fic borrow from the movie & I’ve linked clips from the film if you’d like to listen/watch along. WC: 4K.

“Yeah, Mum, I’ve just got like the sorest throat at the moment.” Nikki’s picture cuts in and out on a scrambled screen on the South side of London, her husband’s hand periodically reaching out for her, rubbing her shoulder, then leaving the frame almost as quickly as it came in. Even through the low quality, the pixels dashing about his screen, Tom can make out his mother’s brows knitting together and can’t remove the feeling of utter guilt when he sees her grow redder and redder out of anger, concern and confusion for her son. “But I’ve got Harry here with me.” Harry waves from behind his brother, his trusty mug swapped for a Phoenix Coffee Cup in his spare hand, just to get a taste of the States.

Tom reckons that's why he’s sick. He barely drinks coffee on the other side of the pond, and would bet good money that an at home PG Tips would beat America’s swankiest coffee joint any day. But now, he’s betrayed his usual routine and his body’s all out of whack and his throat is hoarse, he’s breathless even at times.

Harry shoots his mum a half smile to comfort her, but he doesn’t know what it's like to be a mother, and his and Tom’s mouth both form an ‘O’ when Nikki begins to type so hard her screen jolts and Tom swears she’s put a dent in it. “You know what? I’m going to give them a piece of my mind, Tom! They’re overworking you!” Nikki looks intensely to find her baby boy in drug-addled eyes and his jungle of curls on his newly shaven head. She guesses it becomes easier when Tom pushes his face halfway into the screen and pleads like the child he’ll always be to her, “Please, please Mum! I can’t have any days off. Under any circumstances, I need to finish this film!”

Tom turns to his younger brother for help. “Tell her, Harry!”

And as little brothers do best, Harry spills the beans as soon as Tom’s phone is in clutch. “Tom’s fallen in love with the first A.D., Y/N.”

Nikki immediately loses her frown, knowing how love can knock Tom off his feet and blow all the wind out of him. Tom’s father, Dom, re-enters the frame to match Nikki’s grin. He never misses an opportunity to tease. “Oo, caught a case of the love bug, have you?”

Harry has to whip the phone around to dodge Tom’s protesting arms reaching for it again. “Don’t listen to Harry. I’m not in love. I just like Y/N.”

“A lot.” Harry mutters. Tom’s family doesn’t budge any further, knowing how bad Tom was hurt after his last relationship. They weren't sure when the love bug would come back to bite him again. So after they all shared a knowing look, Harry handed Tom his phone back. “I’ll keep you updated. Bye, Mum.”

It all started five weeks ago. Tom, at 24, was beginning to feel like love was trudging up a high hill he couldn’t come down from, where every beat of heart was feeling like an ache on an open wound. Tom had yet to meet a lover to prove distance makes the heart grow fonder, finding himself in six month long entanglements and illusions of love before things inevitably went sour.

He’d say, perhaps, you were the closest thing to the real deal. The problem was, he didn’t know if you liked him back.

“When life was beginning, I saw -”

“When life was-”

“When life was be-fuck!”

“When life was beginning, I saw you.”

Tom could make a picture book out of the day he first met you. He remembers how your hair looked that day, the speckles of genuinity in your eyes, how your ear-to-ear smile seemed to be a mirror because every time he saw you from then on, he brandished the same beam. He recalls how his eyes went low as he dropped his script to his lap and stared at your lips, so soft and kissable, as you repeated his words back to him: “When life was beginning, I saw you.” Then you chuckled softly as Tom waited patiently for his head and his heart to return to him.

“I’m sorry. I’m dyslexic. I have a bit of trouble reading.”

“It’s cool, I'm the first A.D. That’s what I’m here for.”

You rubbed your hands on the back of your trousers, your mic jostling in your back pocket as you attempted to rid yourself of your nervous, sweaty palms.

“I’m Y/N.” You reached out for a shake only for Tom to cough loudly into his own hand.

“Fuck! I’m so sorry! That wasn’t me trying to get out of your handshake. I- I-.” Tom looked at his hand for it had failed him for the first time in his life. His hand that had helped him up during handstands, being his crutch through cartwheels and backflips, but had decidedly run out of luck to be on the receiving end of Tom’s monstrous cough impending a handshake with someone his eyes just couldn’t look away from.

You laugh again. Your laugh sounds like melody, Tom muses. Awestruck, he wishes he could play it again, repeat it like a radio hit and never wash himself of the feeling he got when he heard your laugh for the first time.

“It’s all good. I’ll see you around.” You disappear from his trailer, likely on a venture to your own, when Joe and Anthony block his view of you walking away.

Anthony and Joe take on the ghost of you in Tom’s room, “Tom! The man, the myth and the legend!” Joe comes behind him to rub his newly hairless head. “We’re so glad you agreed to do this movie!”

“Bummed that you’re not coming to the Browns game tonight, though.” Anthony remarks, throwing a football at Joe who sets it in his lap.

“Harry and I, we’re British, mate. We play football with our feet.”

Joe doesn’t know it then, but his next words are the beginning of the end for Tom. He rubs on his football and looks Tom in his eye when he poses, “It’s a shame ‘cause the whole crew’s going. First day of filming celebrations.”

“The whole crew?”

Anthony mumbles an ‘mhm’ as he picks up a framed photo of Tom and RDJ sitting pretty on Tom’s dresser, posing like father and son.

Tom’s usually self assured when he’s on set, but he’s hesitant to say this next improvised line. His voice trails off as he speaks. “Including Y/N?”

“Y/N?” Joe queries, with a smile that’s half scary and half comforting, and the butterflies in Tom’s stomach are begging him not to fuck this up and suddenly every second a word is not spoken feels like hours have passed and he might have ruined things before they’ve even started, gosh he just met you and-

Tom tries to play it cool. “I don’t- they’re cool.” Tom coughs again. “I mean, I don’t really know them but Y/N seems cool I guess.”

Anthony and Joe smile at each other, scrambling to exit. “Whole crew’s going, baby!” Joe beams.

“Please don’t tell Y/N I asked!” Tom shouts before they’re out of earshot.

“Yeah, yeah. Anthony, go long!”

A few hours later, Tom was sitting next to an unamused Harry, you on his left, foam fingers pointing every which way.

“Are you a big football fan?” Tom asked, imposter syndrome creeping up on him. He had the best seats in the house, but knew not a thing about this sport he’d come down to watch. Meanwhile, crew and crowd alike sat themselves around you guys, cheering leaving throats raw for days to come and a tussle for a foam finger between Joe and Anthony leading to hundreds of sugary popcorn shells scattered on the stadium floor.

“I mean, I wouldn’t ever turn down the option to look at Odell Beckham Jr. Are you?” you replied.

Tom looked over to his brother who sat with his chin in his hand, lips pulled into a thin straight line as his rusty curls were blown about from the wind of brown and orange flags flown from fans behind him. “We could learn to love it.” Tom flashed you a toothy grin, unsure of where to guide the conversation next. He knew for sure that he wanted to keep talking to you, but his ego began putting up a fight, eager to show himself off if you’d have him in any way. Tom sighed. “Truth is, we have no fucking clue what’s going on.” Tom could hear the commentary about a player reaching the end zone, but they were all just words that went into one ear then came straight out of the other.

You giggled. “I have no idea either. We could make up our own rules if you want.”

Tom likes the way you think. He also likes the way you speak. He loves the way you laugh.

“You have a beautiful laugh.”

You covered your mouth. “Oh, fuck, I hate my laugh!”

“I’d make you laugh a thousand times if I could.”

You pointed to the jumbo screen as Mayfield made a touchdown, unable to stop laughing from sheer nerves as you felt Tom’s hot, burning haze on you. An advert for Cleveland’s Own Phoenix Coffee flashed on the screen as you spoke. “We’ll make our own rules. Every time we see the quarterback pick up the ball, we’ll cheer.”

By the end of the night, Tom is speechless, breathless and over the edge of his chair in faux excitement and anticipation of the quarterback receiving the ball once again.

“Another coffee?” The service worker asked.

“Yes please!” You and Tom both say in unison, pumped as the quarterback began circling around to collect the ball in open arms.

The footage of the game is cut abruptly as the camera points to a confused, solo Harry; Anthony and Joe are seen at the edge of the frame whispering suggestively and pointing towards Tom, the camera eventually capturing the superstar who looks back up at his own reflection. Poorly green screened hearts flood the screen and the camera pans to include you in the frame too. Tom looks on in horror when he realises what’s going on and how it could be too late, and turns to you.

“I promise I didn’t know this was going on. We don’t have to.” Tom panics.

You hear him loud and clear, that you don’t have to, but your heart and eleven thousand people are telling you to kiss him otherwise. “Oh well. We should just do it.” you murmur, the bright pink ‘KISSCAM’ logo flashing in and out.

It doesn’t take more than a moment for the gap between you and Tom to close, for your face to get lost behind his, his lips pressing against yours, eyes closed, trusting each other to share your air. This was probably the first thing that night worth cheering for, howls and whistles erupting around you.

Tom doesn’t understand American football, but he thinks that the best seats in the house could be anywhere next to you.

Harry’s on the phone to his twin brother, Sam, when you and the rest of the crew make it back to the hotel later on. “-Yeah, and Tom spent half the night with the first A.D. cheering and screaming at fuck all.”

The Cleveland Browns lost that night, but Tom remains none the wiser. He stood in the doorway as Harry continued to relay his day to Sam. “Oh, and Tom, Mum said to give her a call, eavesdropper.” He flicks Tom’s reddening nose before closing the door.

A week and a half later, Tom reckons that's why he’s sick. He never has the time anymore to attend ‘real’ football games back home, and he actually understands the game back in Britain. But now, he’s cheered at almost every given opportunity to impress you stupidly, and his chest and voice is suffering as a consequence.

You and Tom walked onto set with your pinkies intertwined, growing closer and closer by the minute, but Tom doesn’t miss how Ciara’s boyfriend visits set every day for her, doesn’t miss how they rub their nose together in this lovey-dovey affection he wishes he could bestow upon you.

The scene wasn’t working.

The crew was beginning to grow restless and Tom silently became more frustrated as the minutes went by and he was unable to get his lines right. He remembers how a week ago, it felt so easy. You were there to correct him when he stumbled upon his lines and you picked him up so effortlessly, a twinkling smile on your face. But then? Then you were different. Your eyes were scrunched up behind the lens of the camera and you were mumbling something to Anthony about how the sun was due to go down in Ohio soon so you needed to hurry along.

“Alright.” you announced. “Take five!”

And Tom was thankful, Ciara perched upon a swing for the scene they were filming, Tom dwindling the rope of the swing under his finger as her boyfriend approached her once again. “Hey dude, are you okay?”

Ciara looked at Tom with the same concern, hands finding home in her boyfriend’s nest of hair. “Yeah, Tom, are you okay?”

Tom coughed into his hand. “Yeah, guys, I’m good.”

“I think you’re coming down with a nasty cough.” Ciara muttered.

“Yeah. It’s you guys. You’re too cute. You make me sick.” Tom laughed humourlessly for a short while, wanting to be that adorable with someone, maybe not anyone, maybe just with you someday. Then Tom shook his head, a bitter feeling in his throat as he yawned. “It’s the Browns game. I was yelling and screaming every time a quarterback got the ball. Of course I’m a little unwell. I’ll be good as new in a few days though.”

Ciara already knew Tom wasn’t playing a man with the healthiest of habits, but she worried that Tom was getting this bad this early. “Maybe you should talk to the first A.D. about reducing shoot days from five to three?”

Tom didn’t like the prospect of seeing you less. “Yeah.” Harry had a clapperboard between his hands, leading Tom’s eyebrows to furrow as his brother yelled something about it being take 13. “Maybe.”

Harry resumed to a new position in your chair, with you taking Harry’s place right across from Tom, a coffee waiting for him when the scene was over like Harry always did. Ciara’s boyfriend left the frame to watch supportively on the sidelines.

“Lights. Camera. Action!” Anthony called. “Time is money, you guys! Let’s try to get this one right this time.”

They’d been over this already twelve times today.

“Hey, I’m really happy you’re here.”

Ciara read her line back. “Why’s that?”

Tom could hear whispers of the crew, the sound guy glaring at them in case they were picked up in the scene, and he knew it had something to do with the fact that he couldn’t for some reason get the next line out all day. And that reason, unbeknownst to everyone, was because Tom couldn’t say something he didn’t mean - feeling like his heart was locked in a cage for which only you had the key. He looked past his co-star, Ciara, and up at you; feeling so close but you were far away, leaving him all day without anything to say. And overcoming his speechlessness and breathlessness, even in just that moment, he ran his hand over the rope to say, “Cause I like you. A lot.”

Ciara and the rest of the crew broke into a wide smile once Tom finally spoke his next line, but the only person Tom was focused on was you, who wasn’t smiling, but mouthing his words back to him.

Ciara breathed, “Shut up.”

And Tom’s sure to look you in the eye when he says, “I really do.”

When the filming for the day is said and done, Tom makes a beeline for you across the greenery. You hand over his coffee to him, “It’s a little cold now, but a warm hand is holding it.”

Tom quirks an eyebrow. “Are you inviting me to hold your hand?”

“Don’t push your luck.”

“You swapped jobs with Harry, I saw.”

“Yeah, well. It’s good he gets to grips with the job now. You know, in case anything changes.” You pulled your phone out of your pocket. “I should probably give you my number. In case anything changes.”

“Oh no, yeah. Your number is?”

“216-XXX-XXX. Speaking of changes, I heard you’re trying to get your days reduced.”

“You were eavesdropping?” Tom looks at your face that bears no trace of guilt. “You’re just like me!” He pulls you close.

“Tom, if what happened today is because you’re working too much, I’m happy to reduce your time.”

“Nah, nah.” Tom sniffles, rubbing his nose on a jacket probably worth more than your life. “I’m just a bit sick, s’all. I’ll be fine.”

Two weeks pass and Tom’s no better. With the Cleveland game nearly a month ago, Tom has nothing to blame and as first A.D., you’re obligated to reduce his hours. Tom’s on the phone with his mother when you approach his trailer.

“Don’t listen to Harry. I’m not in love. I just like Y/N.”

“A lot. I’ll keep you updated. Bye, Mum.”

You’re so quick to skip happily back to your trailer that you miss Harry calling out to his brother, he’s his protector now that his mother was countries apart. “Tom?” Harry starts.

Tom mumbles an ‘mhm’, hoping Harry would make it quick as he sees you FaceTiming him. If only his mother could see him like this. He’d get to call her tomorrow and tell her he’d called you for the first time yesterday, he could hardly wait to utter, 'I've finally found the missing part of me’. Harry sighs as the FaceTime ringing is relentless. Tom’s eyebrows threaten to meet in the middle of his face as he clutches onto his phone.

“Tom.” Harry begins. “Y/N is giving up assistant director.”

Tom’s really not sure where Harry gets the source of his information from, but he’s sure this isn’t true. He thinks you’d tell him before his brother if you were leaving the film behind, leaving him behind.

The film is due to move filming to Morocco soon, and Tom’s well aware that not all film crew joins them when production moves abroad, but to Tom, you’re an extension of this movie universe. And Tom refuses to leave the memories of you in this filming cycle. “How’d you know?”

“I’m taking over.” Tom’s screen lights up with the glow of your call, and as bright as it is, as bright as you are, as bright as your smile surely is on the other end of the phone call, Tom’s in his deepest darkest feelings wondering how he fooled himself into thinking romance could go right for him this time.

He’s going to Morocco. You’re not. You’re funny, smart, promising, beautiful. You’ll find someone good for you, a better pair by the time he’s back.

“That doesn’t mean it won’t work out, man.” Tom sulks in his bed, the light from your constant calls bleeding through his bed sheets. “I just wanted to warn you.” Tom nods, screaming into his pillow. Harry decides that’s his cue to leave, a glimmer of light from outside seeping through the crack of the door as Harry escorts himself. Tom musters all his might and courage to reluctantly answer your phone, the ear-to-ear grin he knows so well greeting him once again.

Suddenly, he forgot how to speak. Hopeless, breathless, couldn’t you see that?

“Tom?” You call out his name a few times before cutting straight to the point. “Do you like me?”

Tom shifts slightly but not enough to show that he’s alarmed. “Huh? Yeah, I like you.”

He sits up, but doesn’t reciprocate the outrageous smile you wear like a heart on your sleeve. Tom’s eyes are sunken, dark circles forming under his eyes where he and his disturbed character become one. You suddenly remember why you shouldn’t have run away so fast, perhaps Tom was overworking himself. He continues, “But I’m an emotionally unavailable hopeless romantic. So I wouldn’t waste your time on me.”

Tom can’t help the hurt in his heart when he sees your smile drop so suddenly, knowing it was earnest. “Tom, what are you saying?”

“I’m saying, life is unfair. And I’m gonna quit while I’m ahead. We wouldn’t work out. And I like our friendship now. We should stay that way.”

You’re not convincing when you nod rapidly, not letting Tom see your face as you play with your fingers to avoid his gaze. “Yeah, I agree.” You’re much less convincing when the last frame Tom caught of you was a shot of tears dripping down your face, as three rings followed you. Tom’s screen went black in your absence, and Tom falls asleep with eyes even redder from crying, and he wonders when he’s gonna shake this sickness.

It’d been a few days since Tom had got his shots to allow him to go to Morocco. He sat opposite the doctor on set, a coffee cup placed on the desk between him.

Tom reckons that's why he’s sick. Shots always have their side effects, and he’d taken multiple shots in one day. And now, he specifically asked for you to hold his hand during the process, Harry branded in a glinting jaw-drop, only for you to leave directly after.

“I’m speechless, constantly feeling over the edge, breathless.” Tom explains his symptoms to the doctor. “At first I thought it was because of that stupid football game, then all the coffee I’m drinking, now I don’t know if it’s the shots. I feel like shit, doc.”

“I know exactly what you’re dealing with.”

“What?”

“Lovebug.”

Tom stares at the doctor in utter bewilderment. “You figured that out based on my symptoms?”

“I figured that out based on the puppy dog eyes you gave for your first A.D. when they left without a word.” The doctor begins to laugh softly, but Tom is unamused. How is he supposed to shake this illness after completely ruining your relationship? How is he supposed to mend your bond after talking so recklessly, so emotionally? “Tom, I’m not here to be a fairy godmother, I’m being strictly medical. At a certain point, what you feel in your mind affects your body. So I prescribe that you talk to Y/N and say everything you need to say.”

And while that seemed easy enough, Tom’s ego was at work again, and Tom was feeling far too bruised and wounded to speak to you first. Surely if you cared enough, if you liked him back, if you were willing to be distanced, you would reach out first.

It seems Tom’s pride had forgotten that you already did.

“I heard that this is the exact shit that happened in Cleveland, and he couldn’t get the line out.” Tom hears the whisperings from behind the camera, the amount of familiar faces in the crew dwindling after the change in location. He doesn’t respond. He waits for someone to take five. And when no one throws him a bone, he asks Harry to.

“Alright, everyone take five.”

“Someone get this kid a fucking coffee, he’s always on edge.” Joe instructs.

“And you think giving a kid in twenties coffee is taking him off edge?” Anthony chuckles.

Tom doesn’t care whether or not he gets the coffee, rocking side to side. He’s got all the motion for this role, but he feels nothing. All he felt was for you.

“Here.” Harry sets a Moroccan mint tea down next to Tom, hoping it would calm him down. When Tom takes a few sips, the look in his eyes is less pleading, and everyone’s ready to rumble, this being the last scene of the day.

Harry feeds Tom the line. “Baby, are you seeing bad things?” Tom is seeing bad things. A life without love, a life without you. Unable to contain it all, Tom turns his frustration into laughter. “Why are you calling me baby for, man?” Tom has this ear-to-ear grin but even he feels it's not as innocent, as genuine as yours. He never knew a smile so wide could be so full of pain.

“I have an idea.” Harry saunters off to collect his phone. “Don’t stop rolling the cameras.”

When Harry comes back, there’s sounds of shifting erupting from his phone. “Hi, Tom.”

Tom didn’t know it would be so bittersweet to hear your voice again. He wasn’t sure if he should put walls up again or if twice was the charm. Even if you worked out in the short term, whose to say Tom wouldn’t get hurt again? And Tom wouldn’t want to hurt you.

“Are they taking good care of you out there? I don’t think I took good care of you.” Tom doesn’t say anything on the other side of the line, so you continue. “I’m not a good A.D. if you’re always sick and tired, and I didn’t want to see you any less, which was selfish of me, so I didn’t change your schedule.” You sigh as you admit why you left. “When you asked, though, I swear I was gonna do it, but then I heard you liked me, and I got carried away. I had to remove myself from the situation to do what’s best for you. Do you understand me? I did it for you.”

“I, uh, I got a diagnosis.” Tom stumbles.

“Oh my gosh, are you seriously sick?”

“I’m speechless. Over the edge, breathless.” Tom laughed dryly, finally feeling like he can choose an ending.

“What did they say it was?”

“Lovebug.” Harry smiles softly at his brother.

Your laugh is like nectar entering Tom’s ear.

“I might just love you way too much, Y/N.”

“Are you sure you’re doin’ okay?” Tom tries his best not to sound dejected that you didn’t say it back, knowing he’s already felt the brunt of this heartache already.

“I just miss you, that’s all.”

“I miss you too. I love you.” Joe stops recording, and Harry lowly whispers ‘take.fucking.five.’ as he and the crew creep away from Tom’s new found love scene.

“Anthony, can I borrow your phone?” Harry begins to type Nikki’s number as soon as Anthony gives over the phone. “Mum, Tom just told the first A.D. he’s in love with them so guess who’s out of a job?”

Tom knows why he’s sick. He used to feel like love was trudging up a high hill he couldn’t come down from, where every beat of heart was feeling like an ache on an open wound. Tom had yet to meet a lover to prove distance makes the heart grow fonder, finding himself in six month long entanglements and illusions of love before things inevitably went sour. But now, Tom has found you.

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ne0nlightzz · 2 years ago

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Yo! this is basically any and all info for my page and writing /story requests!! [Fandoms,"Rules",DNI,ETC]

since that's why i started a tumbler acc, because the writing community on here is actually seeming pretty large and you can never try to put yourself out there on to many platforms with a writing aspect,right?...

well actually you can and that's why i wasn't even aware that i had a qoutev account for nearly a year when i went to go make a new one and was logged into that one on my laptop but ykyk.

•ACC RULES•

Basic acc rule- all of my soicals are LGBTQ+,OSDD/DID,SFW Agere/Petre,Furry and neurodiverse friendly but if you're homophobic or toxic i most likely won't hesitate to block your ass!:]

STORY REQUEST RULES

I WILL NOT WRITE-

Pedophilia

anything sexual with a kid-

ITS A CHILD WHY DO YOU WANT THAT IF ITS BELLOW 18 AND NOT HOW OLD YOU ARE AND YOU ARE YOUNGER THEN LIKE 14-15 GET SOME HELP MATE ITS A ISSUE-

Overly toxic relationships- like if that's the whole story im uncomfy writing that because its just- its not my best to write i guess-

I WILL WRITE

[its not actually that may rules,i just over elaborate and it makes the list seem long-]

Just about any relation ship[BxB/MxM,GxG/WxW,Poly,romantic,platonic]

I do write xReader stories [for the fandoms listed below] but at the moment i will only write Male-Reader, FTM-Reader or Gender neutral-Reader because there's just not enough of those and because that's what I'm comfortable with as I'm still newer to writing xreader/self inserts and stuff

I can write 'smut' but ive never actually tried because haft way through im just kinda have a whole "wtf did i just write and what will my friends think of me if they find this" moment but please request that with whatever you want but keep in mind i won't write sexual shit for children or family- im trying to stay sane here and am a minor, man, sorry.

platonic or romantic relationships

angst[god im getting go at writing angst- its weird],fluff,those (sorta weird n random) sexual but not scenes-

G0re- [i want to try writing g0re so bad ngl- because how dose one write g0re and make it good?-/injury ig

Okay lets be honest ill write just about anything but

ill try to write GxG but I will not be writing xfem reader at the moment,I'm personally uncomfy doing so because it makes me dysphoria horrible

anything outside the fandoms i have listed for requests [if its not there ask bc i might make acceptions]

weird ped0 and sexual minor/child shit[once again its a childddd ill write you a cute lil fluff sibling or parent figure thing but not anything that's illegal n gross<3]

if its a aged up AU ill think about it but won't 100% write it,ill really have to think about it

i just want to experiment with writing different things and learn different writing techniques so i can maybe find what exactly i enjoy writing the most and i feel like this would be a good way-

•FANDOMS•

Fandoms i will write for!

Supernatural

The Black Phone

The Lost Boys [yk that old vampire movie? love it-]

Creepypasta

Marble hornets

IT [all of them- also the bowers gang- I'll write for them 100%-]

FNAF/Afton's [yeah that can go downhill VERY FAST]

The owl house/Gravity Falls [yes, I'm aware imma nerd but give me a break- there good shows]

Ninjago[ill only write for season 1-3 atm because im re-watching it after god knows how long and can only remember those seasons atm]

Sander sides [does this even have an active fandom anymore?]

Marvel/Spider man [Mainly Iron man or Spiderman because they are like my comfort characters- i also write for both the Tom Holland and Andrew Garfield Spiderman !!Not the actors but the character!!][spider man is now my gender-this is a joke,please don't attack me-]

those are my main fandoms that i will 1000% write for and below are some that I'm a bit iffy about writing for[like I'm not iffy about possible writing about a demonic triangle]

OHSHC[once again, is there even a fandom for this anymore?-]

TBHK

idfk- im not rly a anime person anymore and can't think of anymore fandoms that im still semi-apart of-

DNI

Basic criteria[Anti-LGBTQ+, Abelist, Racist, Sexist, ETC]

Ped0/MAPS/Zoophile

Fake-claimers [yk who u are]

Anti-Agere/Petre[i get it if you don't rly vibe w/ it but don't go bashing a coping mech man- it's not a kink or smt, just a way to cope and usually involuntary-]

Under the age of 13

Proshippers/Fujioshi/Girls who fetishize bxb n all

MASTER LISTS/MORE

My writing socials masterlist [you can find all my bigger works there]

Fandom masterlist

About me

My general socials masterlist [my other socials like Spachey and others]

EXTRA INFO

I'm dyslexic and that's sorta self-explanatory and explains any grammar/spelling errors in my work. While i do try to edit and catch all mistakes and errors sometimes they slip past me and don't get corrected, there for my work sometimes has a few minor errors but nothing that should actually affect the quality of my work a ton.

I[rarely]use slurs i can reclaim and will only use ones i can reclaim in my work[and that the character can reclaim- unless for drama purposes-] but I WILL NOT USE SLURS I CAN NOT RECLAIM!

I do work on my own individual story's aside from fandom shorts/oneshots so i don't always work on fanfics and sometimes have to take time for those stories!

To quickly address smt I've had issues with

While yes, I do fully support the agere/petre community's I'm not actually a involved part of them anymore due to personal issues and no longer finding it a safe place personally, I rarely regress and slip into headspace and only am a caregiver to one long distance little who is a close friend.

And while yes, I am open to writing 'nsfw content' that's not what I'm about, while yes I'll do it, I will never write anything not sfw for the agere community and want this to be a place for all kinds of people and stories. I want to write agere stuff but also don't want to have to keep my blog 1000% sfw because I write a few comfort n age/petre stories- but I also don't want to make my blog 100% nsfw because I rarely write that and part of why I do is being I'm hypersexual due to past personal stuff.

How many times did i say "while yes," in this? -

Yes.

PLEASE REQUEST- I LOVE GETTING WRITING REQS SO MUCH!!

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marvelouspeterparker · 4 years ago

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all worth it

pairing: tom holland x interviewer!reader

summary: tom is an actor, doing interviews is a part of his job. but there’s just something about you that makes him feel like the stress that comes with press tours and interviews is all worth it.

warnings: none, just fluff

notes: literally got this idea from looking at an onward interview gif (the one where he recites the lines from back to the future, iykyk) also imagine the pandemic never happened in this jfskgh

so tom loves his job, obviously

he gets to be his number one favorite superhero, make people happy, do what he loves, and more

but that doesn’t mean that there are no downsides to his career

there is actually a lot of stress that comes with being in the limelight and that includes people constantly watching your every move, being critiqued, questioned and put on the spot

and the perfect time for all this to occur? during interviews

now some of the time, interviews are nice, sometimes they’re even fun

but unfortunately a lot of the time, the same questions are asked in each and every one, one after the other, for hours on end and it honestly gets very boring and very draining very fast

so to be quite frank, he wasn’t expecting much when he walked into the next room for his last interview of the day

but when you walked in, he couldn’t help but perk up a bit

you were pretty and you seemed very nice as well, greeting everyone, including the crew as you made your way over to tom, jacob and zendaya

some of the interviewers would just walk straight to their seat and start the questions almost immediately, no warmth in their manners––but you, you were different

you shook each of their hands, smiling wide as you said hello

you couldn’t really contain your enthusiasm, you were a big marvel fan, and a fan of each of them, so you couldn’t tame your smile even if you wanted to

your energy was infectious and tom was more than grateful for it

when you reached him, he looked into your eyes deeply and you had to snap out of your daze before you made a fool of yourself

‘hello darling’ he licked his lips as he looked up at you, a gracious smile on his face and you blinked a couple times before responding

‘hi it’s––so nice to meet you, i’m a big fan.’ you turned to look at the others, ‘of all of you, really.’

they all ‘aww’ed and accepted your compliments, thanking you as you took your seat

when you were given the green light to start, you gave a curt nod to the crew behind the cameras and started right away

you were professional and good at your job, making the cast feel welcome and at ease after a long day of work

you told jokes, asked interesting questions that others hadn’t and since you were a marvel fan, you were able to ask specific questions that showed your genuine interest in the comics, the films, the plots and more

tom could feel himself getting more comfortable as the interview went on and the smile never left his face throughout the entire thing

when it ended and they turned the cameras off, you all felt a bit disappointed that you would have to say goodbye so soon, you were all having a good time and genuinely laughing so hard that your cheeks hurt

you thanked them all for their time and jacob was quick to wave you off

‘no thank you––i think we can all agree that we saved the best for last today.’ he looked to his friends and they nodded along

zendaya chimed in ‘for real, this was fun.’

you smiled, honored that you managed to make their day a little better and tom spoke up quietly, making you turn to look at him

‘yeah this, this was really great. thank you y/n.’

you could feel your cheeks heating up but you nodded, smiling as you tried your best to calm your raging heartbeat ‘my pleasure’

tom would have loved to speak with you more afterwards honestly, but unfortunately as soon as he exited the room, he and his friends were being ushered towards the next location for the day, preparing for the long week they still had ahead of them

though you had hoped to see more of tom, you only had one interview with him, so you wouldn’t be seeing him any time soon

or so you thought, anyway

your boss surprised you with a chance to go to the premiere, and interview some of the cast and other actors on the red carpet of course (since you were there for work)

you honestly thought that if tom did see you, he would only give you a small wave, maybe a slight head nod at best since you’d already interviewed him, but to your surprise, when he saw you, he smiled immediately and made his way over to you, swerving away from his entourage (which consisted of his brothers, assistant, and others you didn’t recognize)

‘hi love, how are you?’

his eyes were shining under the bright lights on the carpet and there were hundreds of shouts and conversations going on around you, but he somehow managed to make you focus only on him, from his voice and presence alone

‘good! how are you? you excited? nervous?’

he laughed, tilting his head, ‘both, but you know, i’m really proud of this film and i’m ready for people to see it’

you didn’t have much time to talk since there were plenty of other interviewers, journalists and on top of that he had to take pictures so you wished him good luck and he thanked you genuinely

‘i have to run, but be sure to tell me what you think of the movie afterwards, yeah? i know you’re a marvel fan, wanna see if it lives up to your standards’ he winked and you stuttered for a bit, agreeing as he walked off

you were shocked that he wanted to hear your opinion, but granted there was a camera on you both, which you might have forgotten about while you were talking

but you couldn’t help but think, was that flirting? does he really want to know what i think?

you tried to push the butterflies down and focus on the film as you watched and honestly, it was easy to forget about everything else once you looked at the screen

the film, the plot, tom––everything was so captivating and entertaining, you couldn’t look away even if you tried

it wasn’t until after the film had ended, and you’d stayed for both end credit scenes that you realized you had no way of contacting tom

surely he would have things to do after this, after parties maybe? so you most likely wouldn’t see him outside

and it’s not like he followed you on instagram––he probably wouldn’t even see your dm if you sent one

as you were on your way out, thinking about all this, you felt a hand tap your shoulder and you turned, a smile on your face

but soon realizing it wasn’t who you’d hoped, you tried to not let the disappointment show on your face but as you looked clearly, you realized the man looked familiar

‘hi’ he smiled, ‘i’m tom’s assistant’ you nodded, greeting him a little confused

‘tom’ he started, pulling a piece of paper out of his pocket, ‘wanted me to give you this’ he handed you the paper and you opened it, feeling your stomach jump when you realized a number was scribbled on it, signed -tom ;)

without even realizing, you stared at the ink on the paper for a few seconds silently before his assistant snapped you out of it

‘he wanted you to know that he’s not a dick and he would have come if he could’

you laughed and looked up at him

‘honestly he felt really bad he couldn’t come himself, trust me.’

you nodded and put the paper in your bag, ‘thank you, i’ll be sure to use this’ you smiled

he smiled too, ‘tom hopes you will’

you had a feeling that tom would be busy that night, and probably hungover the next morning, so you waited a couple of days before contacting him

and during those two days, tom was honestly freaking out inside...and outside

were you not interested? was he too forward? did he do something wrong? did you get the wrong idea of him?

he was even texting harrison, jacob and zendaya about it in their group chat

tom: i’m an idiot aren’t i

zendaya: yeah but we already knew that

tom: 😑

harrison: i’m sure she’ll text you, maybe she’s just busy

jacob: yeah man, you’re a total catch

jacob: and anyway if she doesn’t want you, i’ll have you 😏

tom: thanks babe 😘

zendaya: i’m just gonna go––

tom: but anyway, i don’t think i’ll ever shoot my shot ever again because this is just embarrassing

not even a full minute passed before the he send the next text

tom: nevermind she just texted me

tom almost dropped his phone when he saw the message pop up

maybe: y/n: hi tom! this is y/n :) i’m free to give you my thoughts on the movie when you are

you felt like you were going to be sick when you hit send on the message––you didn’t want to bother him, it’d been several days, what if he changed his mind?

and you––nevermind he responded immediately

tom: hi darling :) i’m glad you used my number

tom: i’m free to talk now actually, we could facetime if that’s easier? only if you want, of course

you paused when you read his text, luckily you had showered and gotten dressed today so you didn’t look a mess but you opened the camera just to check if you looked alright

were you really about to facetime tom holland?

when you finished fixing your hair, smoothing down your eyebrows and licking your lips, you swallowed your nerves and replied

y/n: sure, i’d like that

he took a deep breath and hit the call button, eagerly waiting for it to connect when you answered

when you both came into view, you smiled, greeting each other shyly

‘was a little worried when you didn’t call me that night’ he admitted sheepishly

your brows raised, surprised ‘oh i just––i assumed you would have been busy you know, after parties and all that’ you laughed and he joined you, a small smile on his face

‘darling even if you called me during the party, i would have left just to talk to you––missed hearing your voice honestly’

when you paused to answer a blush coated his cheeks and you couldn’t help but think how cute he looked

‘sorry was that lame?’ he laughed nervously and you shook your head, biting your lip to suppress your smile

‘no––that was, really sweet actually. i––like talking to you too, it’s really nice’

soon you get to talking about the actual movie and you couldn’t stop the praises from flowing

‘honestly it was incredible tom, you were incredible, i loved it’

‘thank you love, i’m really glad you enjoyed it, i was hoping you would.’

and the way that tom smiled bashfully and blushed, even pointing the camera away from his face to hide at one point had you swooning more than ever

after that, you and tom texted here and there, sometimes even facetiming, and he wouldn’t hesitate to compare you to his other interviewers and even tell you about it

‘had an interview today, can’t even compare it to yours, love’

you just rolled your eyes, a smile on your face ‘oh shut up, tom’

you talk often but due to both of your busy schedules, months go by before you see each other again

you run into him at red carpets for other marvel movies, and there’s never a dull moment between the two of you

‘‘there’s my favorite interviewer’ his smile was wide as he walked up to you. ‘you excited for this one?’

you scoffed, fully having a conversation with tom as though you weren’t on camera ‘of course i am, it looks amazing’

‘even better than my movies?’

you raised your hands in surrender, ‘legally, i can’t answer that’

he put a hand to his chest, acting dramatically offended ‘wow well, i guess it’s time for me to go then’

‘at least save me a seat?’ you joked

‘you know i will’ he smirked

by the time ‘the devil all the time’ press came about, you hadn’t told tom that you were assigned to interview him, honestly it was a last minute schedule change

honestly, he’d gotten good at hiding his bad moods from the public, but you’d known him for enough time now to be able to see when he wasn’t at his 100%

which is why you could see him visibly brighten up when he walked into the room and saw you

‘what are you doing here?’ he asked, clearly (pleasantly) surprised as he hugged you

‘uh, my job?’ you joked, ‘you didn’t actually think i only interviewed for the mcu did you?’

he blushed, ‘well i uh––no, obviously not’ he said unconvincingly but you brushed him aside as you got ready for the interview

once you started, tom couldn’t help but smile as he watched you, you were just really good at your job and he enjoyed being with you, even when it was for work

‘so obviously audiences are used to seeing you as peter parker, a rather lighthearted character, despite all the hardships he’s had to face––would you say approaching a character as dark as this was challenging in any way? mentally, emotionally, or just in regards to the fact that the public would be seeing a new, more sinister, villainous side to you?’

‘i mean it was a little daunting, definitely. but i was excited to sort of branch out mentally and challenge myself emotionally for this role––the story was fascinating to me and i was just so proud to be a part of this project, i tried not to think of any downsides.’

he paused and licked his lips, a glint in his eyes. ‘and honestly, we all have a little bit of a dark side, don’t we?’

you paused. of all times to flirt––

‘well hopefully not to the same extent of your character,’ you joked and thankfully the conversation smoothly transitioned elsewhere

now the fans took notice of your bond with tom

they noticed that tom seemed to smile the brightest and laugh the loudest during your interviews, even jumping into other conversations and answers to questions that were directed to his costars

there were dozens of videos, hundreds of edits––

‘tom falling for his interviewer for 9 minutes straight’

and you’d seen them––it was sort of impossible for you to not

you’d been tagged in so many of them, even your friends sent them to you

i mean you weren’t blind, tom was attractive and he did make your heart flutter but you assumed that he didn’t want a relationship since his career was only progressing, skyrocketing either––it would probably be difficult to maintain a solid relationship, or maybe he just wasn’t interested in you so you said nothing

it wasn’t until he had a break from filming that he asked you to hangout, and still you thought nothing of it, until he asked what time he should pick you up

you paused, and he even thought that you froze when really you were just processing what he said

‘like a––date?’ you asked hesitantly

he smiled, scratching the back of his head nervously, ‘yeah? yeah i––like a date.’

you smiled, ‘i would love to tom. but aren’t you worried about pictures spreading online? headlines and all that? i wouldn’t want to add any more stress––’

‘i promise love,’ he interrupted your worried rant, ‘you make it all worth it.’

#idk how i feel about this might delete it we’ll see #tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland imagine #tom holland hc #tom holland headcanon #tom holland headcannon #tom holland fluff #tom holland x interviewer!reader

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let-me-luve-you · 4 years ago

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Arrivals

Tom Holland x Sister (A little bit of Harry)

Summary: Paparazzi and fans give Tom, the reader, and Harry a welcome at the airport

Warnings: panic attack, some rude fans, being attacked, caring brothers (yes its a warning because it’s so sweet), angst

MASTERLIST Buy me a coffee

Being Tom’s twin meant you were ways the first one he asked to go with him to film movies or do press tours. Harry usually goes too since he gets to work with the crew. After Spider-Man: Homecoming, you asked Tom if you could be his official personal assistant. You kept up with his schedule, helped with social media when it was needed, and you got him coffee. He hated having you work for him like that, but he was also grateful. He loved being able to spend time with you, but he also loved that you knew what he needed before he could voice it.

What Tom had never voiced to you or your other siblings was that he was glad he could be around to help with your anxiety. You were diagnosed in your early teenage years after your parents took you to the doctor when you had three panic attacks in two weeks. Tom voiced his concern with Nikki and Dom. Nikki knew you didn’t like to be out of your comfort zone. You got anxious going to new places, but since you were traveling with Tom and Harry, it wasn’t as severe as in the past.

Today was like any other travel day. You were all exhausted and just wanted to enjoy your last few days off before Tom started filming his new movie. As you walked through the airport, you noticed more and more people. When you were close to leaving the secure area, an airport guard came up to Tom and stopped him.

“Mr. Holland, we have been asked to stop you from leaving until we have all of your bags and a car.” The guard said as you watched more guards walk up. You look around nervous.

“What’s going on?” Tom voiced your thoughts.

“Looks like your fans are here to welcome you.” He said with a small laugh. Tom groaned. He loved his fans, you know he did, but when they bombarded him at the airport or hotels, it made it more difficult for him. “I’ll sign a few autographs and take some pictures before I leave. My sister will stay with me.” Tom said knowing you wouldn’t want to have to fight through the crowd by yourself or with a stranger.

Tom knew crowds like today always made you nervous because things became unpredictable. When the guards told you that they were ready to move, Tom turned to you, “Come with me y/n/n. It’ll only be a few minutes and then we can head to the house.” You nodded at Tom and followed close behind. You held onto your carryon bag with a death grip and looked around at the guards walking you through the airport.

You heard the screams before you saw the fans. As you walked around the corner towards the main doors of the airport, you saw fans lined up with guards holding them back. Tom gave your hand a squeeze before he turned to sign some fans posters. The screams got louder and louder as Tom walked down the line. You were mad at yourself for putting your headphones back in your bag.

As fans reached out to Tom, they also reached out for you. Tom hadn’t noticed, but the guard next to you did and pushed you further away from the fans. You turned and gave him a small smile as a thanks. Tom turned to check on you and saw you smile at the guard so he figured he was okay. Harry was following, taking pictures and video for the documentary he was doing on Tom.

After ten minutes or so, you were ready to go. It was all becoming too much. You could feel your anxiety building. You needed a break from all the people. “Tom.” You whispered. “Tom.” You tried again and touched his arm. He shrugged your hand off thinking you were a fan. You noticed he wasn’t going to look back at you.

You felt your chest starting to tighten. You knew you had to get out so you tried to get Harry’s attention. “Harry.” He was on the other side of Tom talking with a fan while he films and didn’t hear you. All of a sudden, the group of fans started to push in on the three of you. The guards instantly took notice and grabbed the three of you to keep you from the fans. One fan grabbed your backpack and pulled you back. The guard that helped you earlier instantly jumped into action.

“Hey! Let go now!” He yelled. He pulled you towards him and pushed you behind him. Tom heard the commotion and turned to see your pale face. He noticed the panic in your eyes and instantly wrapped an arm around you to guide you to the car. “Tom.” You said through labored breaths. Your chest was too tight. You felt like you couldn’t breathe.

Tom guided you out of the airport with Harry leading the way. Harry hopped up into the front seat as Tom helped you into the back. Tom was grateful to see that the car had tinted windows and no one could see in once he was shut in.

“Shh. I’ve got you Y/N.” Tom said. You couldn’t focus on him and your breaths were becoming shorter and shorter. Tom grabbed your hand and placed it on his chest. “Follow my breaths.” He noticed you staring at your hands. He used his other to put in on your face to force your eyes to his. “Look at me y/n/n. Focus on me.”

Your eyes moved from your hand to your twin brother’s eyes. “That’s it. Follow my breathing. There you go.” Tom said. The car was finally on the highway. Harry turned to look at his older siblings.

“She okay?” Harry whispered. Tom nodded his head. “Y/N. Tell me five things you can see.”

You hesitated before whispering, “You. The seatbelt. Grass. Trees. Glass.”

“Good. What's four things you can touch?” He asked.

“You. The seat. My jeans. Uhh.” You stopped. Tom nodded at you, “come on you can do it.”

“My backpack.” You said finally noticing it was touching your leg on the floor.

“Now three things you can hear.” Tom said, continuing to take constant breaths to help you calm down.

“Your voice.” You stopped and tried to focus on your hearing. “The car. The radio.”

“There you go. Two things you can smell.” You almost started panicking again because you couldn’t really smell anything. You closed your eyes and really focused. “Leather and coffee.”

“Coffee?” You heard Harry ask. Harry looked at Tom and then he noticed the driver had a cup from Starbucks in his cup holder. “Nevermind.”

“What can you taste?” Tom asked.

You had a hot chocolate on the plane about thirty minutes before the plane landed. You could still vaguely taste it. “Hot chocolate aftertaste.”

Tom gave a small laugh. He noticed your color coming back to your face and your breathing evening out. Knowing you did like to feel crowded after a panic attack, Tom gently pushed you to the seat next to the door, leaving the middle open. He reached over and buckled you in. “Harry, do you still have that water?” Tom asked.

“Yeah.” He said bending down to grab it out of his bag. He turned to hand it to Tom, “Here you go.”

“Take a sip.” Tom said handing it to you. You grabbed it and took a big gulp. “No. Take it slow. You know that.”

“Sorry.” You whispered. Handing the water back to Tom.

“Not in trouble. Just don’t want you to get sick.” He said softer this time. “You okay?”

“Getting there. Sorry. I probably embarrassed you in front of your fans.” You said looking out the window.

“Could never embarrass me. What happened? Do you know?” He asked, concerned. “You know what, let’s wait on storytime. Let’s just get you to the house.”

“Thanks.” You said turning to him. “Thanks for getting me out of there and helping me calm down. I’m okay now.”

“When we get to the house, let’s all get settled in and change into our pajamas. We can order Ubereats and just have a movie night.” Harry said.

“It’s 2 p.m.” You said.

“Movie day then.” Harry said with a scoff and a laugh. “We only have a few days before things get busy, so let’s just be lazy and relax.”

“I’m down for that. I could use a nap.” You said.

“Then lazy day it is.” Tom said. You reached over and grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze. He looked at you and you gave him a smile before letting go of his hand. He smiled back. You sat back and closed your eyes as you just tried to relax after such a taxing afternoon. You were just glad your brothers were there to help you. And you were glad that guard helped you as well. You would have to ask for his name and send him a thank you card.

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erule · 4 years ago

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I bet I would

✨ Hello! This is just a blurb before I go to bed. This idea just popped into my mind and I felt the urge to write it down immediately. Enjoy! ✨

Pairing: Tom Holland x Fem!Reader

Summary: you're at a party, very drunk and there's a guy who's constantly glancing at you, who's very drunk too. Little did you know that he was a famous movie star.

Warnings: making out session, they're drunk, implied smut, suggestive, 18+, angsty, don't do this kids, language.

You're not someone who drinks. Actually, you don't drink at all, but today you just graduated from college, so your best friend thought that it was cool to take you out for a drink at your favourite pub in London. Well, turns out that you drank too many drinks and now you're extremely drunk. And horny. Because well, there's this guy with a pair of chocolate eyes that keeps staring at you, glancing at your moves when some good song comes on shuffle and he's just insanely hot. Maybe you winked at him once or twice, but nothing too serious. Except that now you really have to go to the bartender because your friend needs a drink, so you have to approach him and his blonde friend, that are drinking at the counter. So you make sure you don't stumble on your heels and go there with a smile.

"A Cosmo, please."

You see that his friend quickly disappears, while he caresses the empty glass in his hands. Oh, you wish his hands were somewhere else, now.

"I thought you had different taste," he says.

"What?"

"You drank other drinks. Didn't they satisfy you?"

"Oh no, this is for my friend," you reply, shyly. He nods. It seems that the conversation is over, but you still want to talk to him so you decide that's the right moment to drop all the inibitions and start acting confident. "You know, my taste in men is like my taste in drinks: I like them a bit spicy," you say and he looks at you with a half smile, like he's trying to stop laughing. He would look cute, if it wasn't that you just want to touch his biceps, that flex too much under the black shirt. He seems a book's character: too good to be real.

"Yeah? Well, I can handle it. Do you want something?"

And then, you say something that's not completely like yourself, at all, but that makes him extremely turned on.

"Why not? After all," you begin to say, lowering your voice to his ear, so he can hear you between the noise, "I'm still thirsty."

The next thing you know is that you're making out with the mystery guy in the bathroom, your bottom on the bathroom sink and his knee between your legs. His hands are finally everywhere over your body, ripping off your dress and wandering on your back. His lips are red and swollen like Hell's fire. Your fingers are messing with his hair, but he doesn't seem to care. Well, it wouldn't make sense anyway, since his fingertips are now running down your thighs like they were a highway. This is not something you would do. You're a completely different person. You wouldn't make out with a stranger in a public bathroom. Something is telling you to let go, to let him free, to run away from here and never look back, but the only thing that you let go is a moan.

"God, you're driving me insane, darling," he says and something in you break. Maybe it's your conscience or the knot in your stomach, but it just makes you feel good.

"You wouldn't like me out of here," you say, while his fingertips just draw some circles on your inner thighs, but he doesn't go further.

He looks at you in your eyes and your heart skips a beat. He seems too much real now, with the crinkles at the corners of his eyes or your lipstick on his cheek.

"I bet I would."

And somehow, the look in his eyes makes you believe him. That's all it takes for you to allow him to go further.

Today, your legs hurt. And yes, you remember what happened, but no, you didn't ask him his name. He's just the "mystery guy" that made you see the stars. He also felt like poetry under your touch. It's a strange feeling, maybe too romantic, but that's how he felt to you. Anyway, now you're drinking some tea in your apartment, trying not to think about the soreness of your legs. Your best friend, Kylie, just knocked at the door.

"Hi," she says, winking at you. "How are you?"

"My legs still hurt."

"I bet! That guy looked incredibly hot. I can't believe that you really did that with him".

"I don't know what happened. He just... hit the right keys," you say and Kylie laughs.

"I can only imagine!"

"Oh, come on, I didn't mean like... Kylie?" You ask, staring at her phone. She's looking at the Instagram Stories of a guy that is showing shyly some hickies on his neck, while his friend is mocking him because of that. "Who's that?"

"Who? This guy? Tom Holland, he's an actor. Didn't you watch the Marvel movies?"

Your mouth is dry. You could faint right here and no one could prevent that.

"You didn't recognize him yesterday?"

"What? Was Tom at the pub?" She asks, excited. "I was too drunk to notice, but how did you...?"

"That's him! Tom! He's the mystery guy!" You basically scream.

Your phone starts to ring. A notification pops up on your screen.

From: Mystery guy

Hey! Can we meet again? I would like to get to know you. I bet that I would like you ;)

Oh, no. You're really screwed right now.

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#tom holland x reader #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland ff #tom holland fanfic #tom holland hc #tom holland headcanon #tom holland smut #erule's masterlist

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cali-holland · 4 years ago

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Nightmares- Tom Holland One Shot

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Prompt: After watching The Devil All the Time with Tom and the boys, you have a nightmare and Tom comforts you.

Word Count: 1300

Warnings: The Devil All the Time spoilers (nothing explicitly graphic though); swearing; lots of talk about Tom’s ass in those jeans; slight discussion of abuse

A/N: This is a part of @hollandsrecs ‘s 1k fic bingo for the trope “Slice of Life”... Also, at the time I wrote this, I had not seen the film.

Masterlist Tom Holland Masterlist

*Gif is not mine*

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“Popcorn’s ready.” Tom announced, coming into the living room with a few bowls of the favored snack food, handing them out to Tuwaine, Harrison, Harry, and Sam who were all scattered about the couches, before he sat down on the loveseat with you. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders, and you snuggled into his side, stealing a couple pieces of popcorn from the bowl.

“And now to watch you run around and kill people for two and a half hours.” Harrison laughed as he picked up the remote to start the movie.

“That’s not all I do.” He rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, you smoke cigarettes too. Can’t forget that.” Harry teased. “It’s like Peter Parker joined the dark side.”

Tom grabbed a few pieces of popcorn, throwing them across the room at his brother, who opened his mouth and managed to catch one of the pieces. Calling his attention away from Harry, you pressed a kiss to Tom’s cheek as the movie began.

“I can’t wait to see your ass in those jeans.” You whispered to him playfully, making him chuckle.

“Darling, you see that ass in jeans all the time.” He joked, and you turned away from him to face the movie.

“Maybe I just can’t get enough of it.” You teased. You didn’t even have to look at him to know he was smirking proudly.

When you had agreed to watch Tom’s newest film, The Devil All the Time, with him and the rest of the boys, you thought it was a good idea. You had even been on set with Tom for a majority of the film, so you thought you had a good understanding of the violence in the film. Key word: thought.

It was a cinematically beautiful film, no doubt, and, of course, you loved your boyfriend’s performance in it, but some scenes were intense. While you felt comforted in Tom’s warm embrace, there was still an uneasy pit in your stomach as the movie played on.

“So, thoughts?” Tom asked, almost nervously while the credits rolled.

“Very badass.” Harrison acknowledged.

“Still can’t believe you killed Edward Cullen.” Tuwaine commented, and Harry nodded his head in agreement.

“And Bucky.” Sam added. Tom rolled his eyes at them and turned to look at you in his arms.

“I always knew you were secretly team Jacob.” Harrison teased.

“What’d you think of it?” While Tom genuinely cared what the others thought of his movie, your opinion mattered the most to him.

“It was great.” You reassured him, biting back your discomfort, “Your accent was pretty hot in it, too.”

“Why, thank you, darling.” Tom said, switching into his southern accent with ease and making you roll your eyes at his cheesiness.

The film talk continued for another hour with the boys argued over characters and themes and accents, just everything. Meanwhile, you sat there, cuddled up to Tom, as your mind silently played over a few select scenes, unable to get the unspeakable images out of your head. You reasoned that it was all fake; hell, you’d even seen most of those scenes be filmed.

That night, your mind kept returning to the film, replaying the scenes over and over in an even more dramatic and gruesome way. You weren’t sure how long you laid there, trying to focus on Tom’s soft snores and steady breaths to calm your mind, but, when sleep finally overcame you, it did little to help your mental battle.

Tom woke up with a start when he heard you let out a yelp. He was about to jump into action and (very blearily) fight off whoever was harming you, but he softened as he realized you were asleep right beside him. Not only was your yelp alerting, but you were also clutching onto the pillow for your dear life, not peacefully cuddled up to Tom. As he looked at your face, twisted up in distress, he felt his heart sting with worry.

“It’s not real, it’s not real.” You kept mumbling to yourself over and over in despair.

“Y/N, baby, wake up.” Tom started to shake your shoulder gently, trying to pull you from your nightmare. After a moment, your eyes fluttered open. As soon as you registered that you were awake and that Tom was in front of you, you let go of the pillow and hugged him tightly. Rubbing your back soothingly as you cried into his bare chest, Tom comforted you, “It was just a nightmare. I’ve got you. I’m right here.”

He kept repeating his words until he felt you begin to breathe steadily again. Feeling the slightest bit calmer, you pulled away from him and slid out of the bed. Tom watched as you maneuvered around the dark room, the only light coming from the alarm clock on his bedside table. You went straight for the box of tissues to wipe your eyes. Leaning over to turn on the table lamp that sat upon the nightstand beside him, he asked, “Do you want to talk about?”

“Not really.” You answered quietly as you climbed back into the bed. “I’m fine, just go back to bed.”

Refusing to believe your words, Tom softly took your hands in his, his thumbs grazing over your skin mindlessly.

He didn’t particularly want to ask his next question, but he was far too concerned about you to care, “Was it the movie? Was it me?”

“It wasn’t you.” You reassured him, but when you saw the worried frown still etched on his lips, you let go of his hands and shuffled into his lap, wrapping your legs around his waist. His hands rested on your hips, pulling you closer to him. “Tom, I promise I didn’t have a nightmare about Arvin murdering me.”

“Why’d you put that thought in my head?” He asked in disbelief and you laughed lightly, shaking your head at him.

“I don’t particularly remember what my dream was, but it wasn’t you. I was already on edge because of the Carl and Sandy scenes and then Lenora—“ You shivered a little, trailing off, and his thumbs began tracing soft circles on your hips through the thin material of your sleep shirt.

“If you didn’t like the movie, why didn’t you say?”

“No, I did like the movie.” You moved a hand up to push his loose curls off his forehead, running your fingers through his hair, “It’s a really good movie, and you should be proud of yourself because you were phenomenal. It was just too intense for me, and my subconscious got the better of me while I was sleeping.”

“You know I’d never hurt you, right? Never.” Tom said, seeking his own comfort now as he still pondered on your previous comment about his character.

“I know.” You smiled at him, leaning in to kiss him. As your lips moved against his, it took him a minute to actually kiss you back.

“We should probably get back to sleep.” He mumbled, groaning a little as he pulled his lips away from yours. He looked over at the clock to see it blindingly tell him it was nearly 1:30 in the morning.

“I’m still a bit shaken up. I don’t know if I can fall back asleep now.” You answered truthfully. Tom’s hands made their way down to the hem of your sleep shirt.

“I can think of something to distract you.” He smirked, and you playfully rolled your eyes at his cheekiness, “You spent two and a half hours ogling my ass in jeans.” He switched into his southern accent again, “Don’t you wanna see this ass in person?”

“You’re so weird.” You laughed, cupping his cheeks to bring him in for another kiss.

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itspufflehuff · 4 years ago

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Spidey - Sebastian Stan x Holland!Reader

Summary: Being Tom Holland’s twin sister isn't all that bad. You each live your own lives and have your own successes. You don’t get to visit Tom on set much but when you finally make it to Comic Con will there be a special someone there for you to meet?

Hi! This is my first post in here so please let me know what you think! If you ever have suggestions or you find a mistake in my writing feel free to message me. Thank you and enjoy!

MATERLIST // TAGLIST

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four |

Word Count: 2,840

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Being Tom's twin wasn't as intimidating as people expected.

Sure he was Spider-Man but you still had your own success. Tom went for the big screen but you went for the big stage, Broadway.

You started with local shows, then you went on to be ensemble on West End. Soon you became an understudy for Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. It wasn't too long until you got the lead as Elphaba in the West End production of Wicked. With the attention you got as Elphaba you were scouted to audition for Broadway.

Seemingly around the same time Tom's fame skyrocketed so did yours. You two were so proud and happy for the other.

You decided to move out to New York seeing as how you were performing eight times a week.

Tom was your best friend so after every show, he called to ask how it went and to update you on his Spider-Man shenanigans.

The years came and went. You were still going strong on Broadway taking up different roles and Tom was still Spider-Man. He always talked about how fun it was being apart of the Marvel cast. You had still yet to meet anyone besides his Spider-Man co-stars like Zendaya and Jacob. Whenever they were doing a press event with the entire Marvel cast you were busy doing a show. Then one day you got a call to play Spider-Gwen.

You were so shocked when you got the call. You happened to be in your dressing room getting ready for a rehearsal. You sat there shocked, "Spider-Gwen?"

"Yes! Sony is making an animated Spider-Man and they think you would be perfect as Spider-Gwen. You wouldn't have to leave New York too long, just for some auditions. If you get the part you can do your recordings there."

"I don't know what to say." You were shocked. This is amazing! Imagine Tom's face when he finds out you're Spider-Man, well kind of.

"Say yes!"

"Yes!!"

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This was your first time attending Comic-Con. You never had a purpose to go before or even time. Now that you're apart of the Into the Spider-Verse cast you were attending so many different types of events you never did before. It was quite fun.

"Tom!" You shouted as soon as you saw him. You were in the middle of an interview but you didn't care. You hadn't seen your brother in ages. Tom laughed and walked over to you.

You two hugged and the interviewer spoke, "Our two favorite Spideys! Tom, how are you? What do you think of Y/N being Spider-Gwen?"

He laughed, "I'm doing well, I think it's great we have another Spider-Man in the family! But just so everyone knows I am the better Spidey." Everyone laughed.

"Sure you are." You playfully rolled your eyes.

"You're just a cartoon, I actually have to do flips and stuff," Tom argued.

You let out a 'pfft' before you spoke, "I could do the same things you can, you're not that special Tom."

"Alright, let's see it then!" He challenged.

"What? Right now?"

"Yes right now, come on let's go."

"Tom, I'm in heels."

He playfully rolled his eyes, "Heels aren't even that hard to jump around in, Y/N."

You looked to the interviewer who watched you twins bicker, "He did one dance wearing heels and he thinks he's amazing," turning to your brother you continued, "Newsflash Tommy I do that eight times a week."

The interviewer let out an 'ooo' as if you got him good. Everyone laughed as the interview wrapped up, "Well thank you for your time Y/N and thank you for joining Tom."

"Come on I want you to finally meet everyone." Tom grabbed your arm and pulled you along.

He basically ran through the crowd dragging you along behind him. When you finally got to where the rest of the Marvel cast was you and Tom were immediately surrounded by interviewers before you got to meet anyone.

Knowing neither of you were going to get through without at least one interview you both gave up trying to get by and stopped for an interview, "The Holland twins it's so amazing to see you both here today! How are you both?"

You answered first, "Thank you, I'm so excited to be here this is my first time so I'm a little nervous."

"Don't be nervous sis, just watch the pro." He smugly adjusted the jacket he had on.

You laughed and rolled your eyes as the interviewer asked another question, "Has there been any sibling rivalry now that both of have taken on the role of Spider-Man?"

You both looked at each other then Tom spoke, "You know what I was never mad because I know she's trying to be like her big brother which is flattering really."

You didn't notice before but next to Tom a couple of his castmates were doing an interview as well. The only reason you noticed them was because one of them came up to Tom and said, "Seriously Tom keep it down! Man, dude can't even do an interview without being a diva." You recognized him right away Anthony Mackie and next to him Sebastian Stan. Both you and Sebastian laughed at Anthony's obvious joke.

Tom looked down slightly embarrassed as he was trying to act smug before your interview was interrupted. "Y/N were you intimidated to take on Spider-Gwen knowing your brother was Spider-Man?"

"Umm, not really." you laughed, "I was actually really excited and thought it would funny to take on the role. I'm sure the casting directors thought the same thing."

The interviewer nodded, "Has there been a time where you two fought to prove who the better Spider-Man is?"

Before Tom could answer you did, "Well just a few minutes ago Tom tried to have a competition between us to see who was better at doing flips."

The three of you laughed, "And did you?"

"No, of course not! It is way too crowded in here and I'm in heels. I'm used to dancing in them not doing stunts. Maybe we can have that competition another time." You suggested to Tom.

He smiled mischievously, "You're on. May the best Spidey win." He held his hand out which you took. You both shook hands in front of the camera closing the deal to have a competition soon.

You didn't know this at the time but Sebastian couldn't take his eyes off of you for the rest of his interview. He knew who you were but never got the chance to meet you in person. Now seeing you several feet ahead of him he couldn't look away. You were more beautiful in person and your smile was radiating. Even after his interview ended he stood to the side watching you.

His eyes followed you as you smiled and waved to the interviewer. You were headed his way, quickly he turned and engulfed himself into a conversation with Chris Hemsworth.

Tom began introducing you to everyone as his little sister. He was only seven minutes older and always treated you like a kid for it. You were most excited to meet Robert Downey Jr. seeing as how he and Tom were so close. You two hit it off right away, he treated you like you were apart of the family.

You made your way down the line, meeting each member of the Marvel cast. You finally made it to Chris Hemsworth, Anthony, and Sebastian, "Hey guys I want you to finally meet my little sister, Y/N."

They all looked to you at you, well more like down at you. They were all so tall towering over.

Thank God I wore heels today.

"Pleasure to meet you," Chris grabbed your hand.

"Finally the famous Y/N! Now tell me was Tom always such a diva or is it just because he's Spider-Man that he's acting like a big shot?" Anthony asked.

You and Tom laughed. He did tell you about how he and Sebastian always teased him.

"Yeah and what about that juice obsession? Like, come on man you're too old for that." Sebastian joined in.

You looked to him and laughed, "You know what I've been telling him the same thing like come on Tom we're in our 20s and you're still hooked on juice like it's you're only will to live." You joked along and turned to Anthony, "As for the diva attitude he's always been this way like we get it you were Billy Elliot get over it!" Everyone laughed as Tom stood there pretending to look offended.

"Well, at least I never went out on stage looking like the green goblin!" He fought back.

"Hey! Elphaba is a very complex and demanding character. You're just jealous you don't have half the talent I do."

"Oh puh-lease, I totally do. Tell me who was it that taught you to dance?"

"Ok fine you have that but acting and singing was all me! All you can do is act and dance. I'm a triple threat."

That shut him up as everyone laughed at him, "I like this one." Anthony said. He reached out to shake your hand which you gladly accepted. He moved to the side, Sebastian happily took over his spot in front of you.

He reached out to shake your hand and when you grabbed it he pulled you in closer, "Just so you know you're my favorite Spidey." He whispered into your ear. A smile arose onto your lips as you pulled away, "Thank you."

"May I also add I think you have a beautiful voice, I want to one of your shows but wasn't able to catch you after the show."

A blush crept up to your face, "Thank you, again." A nervous laugh escaped, "I would've loved to have met you then. Sometimes I escape through the side exits. I love my job but I don't always love the crowds."

"I know what you mean, sometimes after movie premieres, I sneak out through the employee exit just to get away from the crowds."

Neither of you noticed but you were still holding onto each other's hand. It wasn't until Hemsworth cleared his throat beside you two, "Sorry to interrupt but we're heading to the panel room."

You both looked at him and quickly let go of each other's hands. "I'll meet you guys over there." Sebastian nodded to him. Chris looked over to the both of you, "Ok, well once again it was nice to meet you Y/N. I hope to see you soon." He gave you one last smile and walked away. You turned back to Sebastian. He spoke before you did, "I'd love to see you again late."

"Yeah, I'd love that too. I have a panel in twenty minutes. I was going to meet my brother after and join you all for the rest of the day, maybe we can talk more then." You smiled at him.

"Great, I'll see you then." He grabbed your hand gently, pulled it up to his lips, and placed a kiss there. He walked away to where his castmates went leaving you standing there with your heart beating fast.

You meet up with your cast and took photos with fans. Sebastian took up all of the thoughts in your head. You tried to focus on what was happening but your mind wandered off the feel of his lips on your had and how his eyes looked so deeply into yours.

Surprisingly enough your panel flew by. You were able to get Sebastian out of your head and get lost in hanging out with your cast as you answered fan questions. By the end, you walked out the door to see Tom waiting for you talking to some fans.

"Excuse me, I've got to go. It was nice meeting you all!" Tom excused himself from the group and walked towards you. "Ready to go?" He put his arm around your shoulder.

"Let's go." You said with a bit of excitement and nervousness.

Tom didn't notice, however. "So how many of your questions were about me?"

You were lost in thought once again unable to get Sebastian out of your mind, "Huh?"

"I got so many questions about the new Spider-Man in the Holland household." He chuckled.

Finally understanding him you laughed along, "Oh, yeah, I lost count after five. Someone asked about our rivalry so I started a rumor that we haven't spoken in months and I am actively hiding from you during this event."

Tom laughed, "Lucky for you, Mackie and Sebastian started a rumor that I'm a diva at home, so you're scared to be near me."

You laughed louder than you expected, "What?"

"Yes! They asked me about you and Mackie joined in saying you met everyone earlier and told them I've always been a diva. And of course, Sebastian had to join in," He imitated their American accent, "Poor girl looked terrified to be around him."

You both laughed as you walked into the room where the rest of the Marvel cast was.

The moment you walked in Sebastian's stomach flipped, in a good way. You were laughing when you walked in. It was the most amazing laugh he heard, he wanted to able to keep making you laugh like that. He watched as you walked around the room greeting everyone. You stopped at RDJ and Chris Evans. You all talked, but you were too far for Sebastian to hear what about. He saw you smiling from where he was at and he loved it. He excused himself from his friends and made his way to you.

"So, Y/N, what's it like to perform on stage like that? I mean it's all live and you have so much to remember, lines, songs, choreography, blocking." Evans sighed as if the thought of it made him exhausted, "I mean it's incredible."

"It was hard at first but this is my life. I love going up there each night. Sometimes we make mistakes but as long as you don't let the audience know it was a mistake then it doesn't matter. Plus we get to improve sometimes or make scenes better each night by seeing how the audience reacts."

He watched you talk about your work. The way your eyes lit up he could tell you really did love your job. Of course, he already knew that though. When he saw your performance as Eurydice in Hadestown. You had just happened to be there that night as the understudy, but he was glad to see it was you. He recognized you from the pictures on Tom's phone. He knew you were an actress on broadway so when he saw you he knew it was you. He fell in love with your performance that night. Your voice was so beautiful and the emotions you gave were so raw. Your energy was incredible it was as if you fell into the character.

"You should see her perform," He chimed into the conversation making his presence known.

Everyone turned to him, "I never did ask, which show did you see?" You tilted your head.

"Hadestown."

You broke out into a smile, "I know exactly which performance. You know that was the only time I played Eurydice?"

"Really?" His head hung in disbelief. From that performance, he would've been fooled to think you played that character a million times over, "Well you were incredible if I'd known you would be playing the lead I would've told Tom to set us up to meet."

You both smiled at each other for a moment before Tom spoke, "Yeah, that's my sister. I don't like to admit it but she's an amazing actress. Maybe even better than me."

"Maybe? More like definitely." You challenged.

"What show were you working on before coming here?" RDJ asked.

"I was doing an off-broadway production of Mamma Mia. I let my understudy take my place so I could tour and do some promoting for Spider-Verse."

Tom excused himself so he could talk with some of his other castmates. Slowly RDJ and Evans left the conversation leaving you and Sebastian.

"You know I live out in New York as well," Sebastian said casually.

"Really? I just assumed all you movie stars lived out in LA."

"Heck no! I'm a New Yorker. I love it there" He smiled looking at you.

"Maybe we can meet up there someday, now that we're acquainted and all." You suggested nervously.

"Yeah, that would be great. Which part of New York are you in?"

"Ironically Midtown," you laughed. It took him a second but he got it, "Ah yes Spider-Man goes to Midtown." He dropped his head with a chuckle.

"38th and sixth." You clarified. He looked up with eyes wide, "You're kidding? I live on 43rd and ninth! That's like ten minutes away from me." You both stood there in disbelief.

"All of these coincidences, you would think we'd met by now."

He laughed, "Well, we have now. I'd like to keep meeting. If that's ok with you?"

You looked up at him smiling, "I'd love that."

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ambivalent-anarchy · 4 years ago

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Defending Peter Parker (Round 2: Tom Holland)

Here <- Andrew Garfield

Soooooo I'm doing this cuz I'm bored to show y'all how dumb some of your arguments and criticisms of the live action spidermen are. I did Garfield already. I'll do Maguire if someone shows me where people have hated on his spidey cuz all I ever see for him is people treating him like he's the most perfect Peter Parker to ever exist. I'd never tell anyone how they're "supposed" to feel about a situation so I won't do that and also don't take this seriously I'm just a dumb teenager. I'm just taking the dumb opinions y'all like to pass as fact and rebutting them with actual facts.

"hE's OnLy So PoPuLaR bEcAuSe He'S hOt"

😐If this is your main critique of Tom Holland's spiderman, pls go find another one. This is so overused. The "they're only famous cuz they're hot" excuse has been used for every hot actor/actress ever. At this point, it isn't even real criticism, you just come off as lame. And yeah, alot of people like him because he's hot, but that's definitely not the only reason.

"hE's NoT sPiDeRmAn. He'S iRoNbOy!"

UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHH okay let's get to it. (If you can't tell, I really hate this argument)

1) Let's be real. The fandom pushed irondad wayyyy more than the actual movies did.

2) If you still use this argument after Far From Home, you missed the whole point of what FFH was supposed to be.

I was scrolling through tumblr and I saw a great point that someone made.

That entire movie was about him coming into his own as a hero, facing his problems head-on, and dealing with the threat by himself. That was the point of the whole movie. Yes, he had the Stark tech to help him make a suit, but he designed it himself, and then he went up against a threat that had incredibly powerful Stark tech at their disposal and still won. By himself. Everyone was asking who the next Iron Man would be and Happy even flat out said "You're not Iron Man." Because he isn't. He came into his own. He is established now.

Peter started the movie a bit lost without Tony and just wanting to deny his responsibilities and get away for a while.

He ended the movie finally accepting himself for who he was and even having to fight against Stark technology. He had to rely on himself and instead of worrying about this title that's been put on him, he has to just go with his own instincts (all the way down to his web shooters running out and having to literally just rely on his mind and his body) and look his responsibilities in the face. Idk a better way for him to have broken out of being "ironboy".

3) Plus, they needed some way to bring Spiderman into the MCU. And Tony is practically the MCU's Bruce Wayne when it comes to "adopting" children. Of course he was gonna be the one to bring him in.

"He HaS tOo MaNy MeNtOrS! tHeY nEeD tO sToP hOlDiNg HiM bAcK aNd LeT hIm GrOw Up AnD bE aLoNe!"

Hahaha no.

Tony- okie dokie that's only one

Happy- Happy Hogan is not Peter's mentor. He literally helped him out in ONE scene. That is not enough to be a mentor.

Mysterio- He is also not a mentor. Storywise, he was Peter's scapegoat to caste his responsibilities onto because he didn't want them/feel he was worthy of them. And then later he was a villain. Just because the two have one small pep talk, doesn't mean he's a mentor.

I think most ppl that say this stuff really just don't want Peter to have any help. What you guys fail to realize is that getting help does not make you any less of a hero. You can still be a solo hero and get a peptalk every now and then. Batman, Superman, Ironman. They all get help from people in their movies and I don't see anyone complaining about it or saying they need to be alone.

Also, grow up? This dude is literally a sophmore/junior in high school. They talk so much about how he's literally a kid. Alot of the spiderman comics take place with him still being in high school. He doesn't have to be an adult. And as far as maturity goes, it's not like he's a dumb kid. He's just a teen doing what teens do.

"nO uNcLe BeN!"

Come on guys. How many times have we seen this origin story? We all know it.

The story takes place when he's ALREADY spiderman so Uncle Ben is ALREADY dead. (They even have his suitcase in FFH). Just because they don't really mention it doesn't mean it didn't happen. We don't need to see the same origin story again. I mean, does every Batman movie mention Bruce's parents dying in the alley? No. Cuz we all already know it does. Origin stories are integral but the MCU wasn't erasing his, they were simply just starting after it.

And in every spidey story Uncle Ben always teaches him "with great power comes great responsibility". Well if you watch the movies, MCU Peter learns his lessons in responsibilities sooooo we're covered there.

"When you can do the things that can, but you don't, and then the bad things happen, they happen because of you."

Yeah yeah we all love Uncle Ben but him already passing doesn't mean the story's bad. That's just where they wanted to start lol.

"ThErE's No ReAl CoNsEqUeNcEs WhEn If LoSeS!"

Homecoming: If Vulture would've won, there would've been more easily accessible alien weapons available for criminals like the Shocker, the Tinkerer, etc. Also Vulture would have been a criminal loose on the streets. Regardless of his intentions, he was a guy willing to kill for what he wanted.

FFH: What Mysterio was doing, even though it was an illusion, was actually causing casualties. His workers talked about it to him over and over again. Especially if the last attack in London (i think?) would have worked, alot of people would have died. Also the world would have been tricked into depending on someone that actually couldn't really keep them safe.

Lol but regardless, Peter doesn't have to be dealing with a gigantic threat. The whole thing about being a superhero is doing what's right, regardless of how big or small the situation is. He's literally fought with the Avengers. I think he's proven himself.

All in all Tom Holland is the best (for me personally). I never have an issue when he's on screen and he's really just so awesome😊

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aestheticallyholland · 3 years ago

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NEVER NOT | LET'S PRETEND . . .

❃ PAIRING tom holland x fem!reader

❃ DISCLAIMER i do not own the artists (and the reader) that are going to portray the characters, but i do own some of the their names. the plot of the story is inspired to the book and movie 'to all the boys i've loved before' but with changes. the gifs and photos used in this series are edited by me but i get credits to the originals. also, this series is first posted in wattpad by me. PLEASE DO NOT REPOST IT SOMEWHERE ELSE !

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"You can't just pretend forever." — anonymous

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IT HAS BEEN TWO DAYS since the small incident with Tom Holland happened.

Y/N could still imagine the look on Tom's face when it happened and it has been bothering her for the past two days. Well, not just that. Her heart was still aching after she found out that her own crush was in a relationship with her sister.

"Earth to Y/N. Are you staring at that nerd kid right there?" Erika suddenly spoke and waved her hand at Y/N's face. Y/N blinked her eyes and her thoughts were crushed when she heard Erika. "Don't tell me you're going after that nerd kid too, Y/N." Erika continued and Y/N then glared at her. After that, she sighed and placed her hand on her cheek.

Erika knew what was still bothering Y/N and she moved closer to Y/N. "You'll get over it soon, Y/N," Erika said and Y/N sighed again.

"I know. It's just weird seeing them together especially when I see them outside of my room. It's weird because she's my sister. And I love my sister. And—"

"And you want her to be happy." Erika interrupted and Y/N just nodded with her head down.

"There's a lot more guys out there, Y/N. Maybe he wasn't the one for you." Erika said. Y/N looked at her and gave a small smile.

"You really sound like a mom that I never have," Y/N said.

"Don't make me too old," Erika said and that was when the bell rang suddenly. Both girls groaned when they heard it and people start to prepare their things to go. Y/N and Erika grabbed their bags and plates.

They placed their plates and moved out of the cafeteria.

"I wish we could skip classes." Erika suddenly said.

"I know, but my grades are almost dying."

"Same goes for me."

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The bell rang as a signal that classes were over. Y/N placed her bag over her shoulder and grabbed her books and walked out of the classroom quickly. She walked towards her locker, unlocked it, and opened it. She placed all the things she didn't need inside her locker before closing it with the lock on. As soon as she closed it, she jumped a little when a person walked past by her.

"I'm sorry—"

Y/N was interrupted by the familiar sound of the voice and looked at the person in front of her.

It was again, Tom Holland.

"You? Again?" Y/N asked and her brows wrinkled. Tom looked at her in confusion after she said that.

"What me?" Tom asked and Y/N groaned in frustration.

"You bumped onto me and got mad at me two days ago and now, you almost bumped onto me again. What's with you bumping to me?" Y/N said and Tom just remembers what happened two days ago.

"I'm sorry. I was having a rough day that day." Tom apologized and Y/N just rolled her eyes.

"Really? Where's Camille anyway?" Y/N looked around and realized that she said the name of her enemy and regretted it. She feared that Camille would suddenly appear beside Tom and would fight her again.

Tom scratched the back of

his neck before answering Y/N's question. "W-we broke up." He finally said it and looked away from Y/N's eyes.

Y/N's face suddenly softened when she heard what he said. She could feel the pain that was in his eyes when he said it. Y/N calmed down and they stayed silent for a while. She finally looked at him, who was still looking down.

"Wanna talk about it?"

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"How did you guys even get together?" Y/N asked as she sat across Tom. They were outside of the building with the warm breeze and the cherry blossom trees surrounding them.

It took Tom a long time to get to answer her question. Theories began to develop inside Y/N's head.

Maybe Camille was so desperate for him and he just gave it in. Y/N's head said.

"I honestly don't know, to be honest. I mean, we developed feelings for each other and that's how it came to be." Tom answered.

"Can't believe she ditched you with a college guy who doesn't even look good," Y/N said. "I also can't believe that you still love her." She could hear him chuckle under his breath and she saw him looked up to him.

"I heard you had a thing for that Aiden Morales guy." Tom suddenly spoke and that made her eyes widen and looked at him with fear.

"H-how d-did you—"

"I mean, it's kind of obvious whenever I see how you look at him and act with him," Tom said.

"Wait. Do you watch where I go? Are you a stalker now or something?" Y/N said and Tom just laughed at what she said.

"Of course not. I just happen to always pass by you all the time." Tom said and Y/N rolled her eyes again.

"That sounded like what a stalker would do." Y/N joked and Tom glared at her.

"So what happened?" Tom asked. Y/N could just sigh before saying anything.

"He's in a relationship with my sister. I just found out the day before you bumped onto me." Y/N said. "Apparently, they were talking and calling each other over the break while my sister was away and, yeah."

"That sucks," Tom said.

"I mean, it wasn't a really big crush but it still hurts," Y/N said and looked at Tom who was really listening to her. "It's weird that we're opening up to each other when we're not that close."

"I got your first kiss during that spin the bottle, Y/N." Tom said and Y/N's eyes widen and her mouth shaped like an 'o'.

"Hey! That was a stupid game during middle school, Holland." Y/N argued. "And that stupid game would lead to Camille hating me until now."

"I know, I know. I also found out that you had a crush on me during middle school." Tom said and grinned.

Where is he getting all this information about me? Y/N said to herself.

"That was just a happy crush, Holland. Don't feel special." Y/N said and Tom continued to laugh.

After a while, Tom suddenly had an idea on his mind and stood up from his seat. He moved closer to Y/N and she looked at him in confusion.

"I have a deal," Tom said and Y/N moved back a little from her seat. "Spill it out."

"Since you still like Aiden and I still love Camille" Tom started. "Why don't we pretend to be in a relationship until Camille gets jealous and comes back to me and maybe Aiden would see that he missed a great person to be with," Tom explained and Y/N's eyes blink.

"Didn't people just saw what happened to the two of us two days ago? How are they going to believe that we are in an actual relationship?" Y/N said. "I don't think it'll work, Tom." Y/N suddenly stood up and grabbed all her things with her but before she could go, Tom spoke up.

"Think about it, Y/N."

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Y/N could not stop thinking about what Tom was offering her.

Many things could happen if they would pursue this deal. First, Camille would probably think that I stole her ex from her. I mean, she's the one who broke up with Tom. Right?

Second, people would get suspicious especially Erika.

"I cannot tell Erika about this. Ever." Y/N said to herself.

Last is, Aiden would probably think it's weird because she's dating the popular guy in school because Y/N is not that kind of girl who goes after that kind of guy.

Then she remembered what Tom told her.

Camille would probably go back to me and Aiden would see that he missed a great person to be with.

Aiden.

"Are you really desperate for him to be with you, Y/N?" Y/N asked herself. "Or do you want to do this to get over him?"

Y/N sighed to herself and collapsed herself to bed. She closed her eyes and finally made the decision that she would probably regret soon.

"I'm doing this."

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izzie’s favorite movies and tv shows of 2020 (aka the worst year ever)

another year, another movie and tv show review. this year has, to put it simply, sucked. 2020 has been so terribly awful that sometimes the only light you can see are the absolute bangers of movies and tv shows that came out this year. with that being said, some of the movies and tv shows didn't come out in 2020. if the are mentioned in this post it is because they either: had a season come out this year, i found them this year, or they became popular this year.

SPOILERS: it may not come as a surprise but just in case you didn't realize, there will be many spoilers ahead, read at your own risk.

tw // death, suicide, drug use, mild adult language. if any of these things might trigger you, i strongly urge you not to read this post.

there is no specific order of these shows and movies, i'm just writing as they come to mind. if you enjoy any of these movies or tv shows, or if you have any suggestions for me, please let me know!

TV SHOWS

1) Santa Clarita Diet

Okay, so I know this show doesn't have anything to do with 2020. But, I found this show in 2020. I put it off for a while, thinking it wasn't my style of a show, but boy was I wrong. I loved this show. Sheila Hammond (Drew Barrymore) is a normal suburban wife and mom. She is a real estate agent with her husband Joel (Timothy Olyphant). She struggles with the fact that she isn't very adventurous. This all changes when she throws up an insane amount at a house showing. She then finds herself craving adventure, and craving human flesh. Yeah, she's a zombie. Not only is this show super hilarious, but it also shows the growth that they have with their characters and their family. I'm also team Abby (Liv Hewson) and Eric (Skyler Gisondo).

2) Outer Banks

So, I'm from NC. And, watching this show at first bothered me because I can very obviously tell this show isn't actually filmed in the obx, and the geography isn't exact, but once I got past that, I loved it. John B (Chase Stokes) is a teenager that lives in the poor side of the outer banks. He has a friend group called the Pogues which consists of JJ (Rudy Pankow), Pope (Jonathan Daviss), and Kie (Madison Bailey). They absolutely hate the Kooks, which are the rich kids. A while after John B's dad gets lost at sea, presumed dead, the group finds some evidence that may solve the mystery, and make them rich. In the process, John B falls in love with a Kook names Sarah (Madelyn Cline) whose father Ward (Charles Esten) may have a little more to do with the mystery than he let on. Through friendship, murder, and secrets, the gang may just figure out what happened to John B's dad.

3) Love, Victor

Alright. I loved loved loved Love, Simon. I also really loved the book "Simon vs. the Homosapien Agenda." So, when I heard about this show, I was so excited. Victor (Michael Cimino) is a teenage boy that moved to Creekwood with his family. He meets Felix (Anthony Turpel) who lives in his building. He also meets Mia (Rachel Hilson) and they begin dating. But, he also meets Benji (George Sear). While trying to get used to a new school, new friends, and a new relationship, Victor finds himself questioning his sexuality. With the help of Simon (Nick Robinson) and his friends, Victor finds it in himself to finally come out, and he admits his feelings, for Benji. This is such a good show, but I was so upset when season 1 ended on a cliff-hanger.

4) The Haunting of Bly Manor

The sequel to The Haunting of Hill House. Now listen, haunting of hill house was an absolute banger. When I saw that Bly came out I nearly died. I was so excited. But, I was alone in my apartment and also a lil bitch. So, I had to wait a week until I was home with my family to watch it. Now, I was so excited to be scared, and there were a few jump scares and ominous moments, but this season was more centered around the story line of Dani Clayton (Victoria Pedretti) and her new life in a foreign country. When seeing an ad for a live in job as an au pair. When she gets there, she meets the two young children she’ll be looking out for and the other workers of the house, including the gardener, Jamie (Amelia Eve). Throughout her stay at Bly she begins to notice weird behaviors from both children and by the end of the series she sacrifices herself for the children. Sadly, this story is being told by Jamie who Dani had fallen in love with during her stay at Bly. Now I was somewhat upset about the lack of horror, but was still very intrigued and drawn in by this series.

5) Julie and the Phantoms

Alright, at first I was not gonna watch this show. I thought it looked a little too young and childish for me, but everyone was talking about it on twitter so I had to. I. Love. This. Show. This show centers around Julie (Madison Reyes). Julie is a teenage girl who, sadly, lost her mother. The one major thing she shared with her mom, was their love for music. Since her mothers passing, she gave up music. This is until, dead musicians from the 90′s show up in her garage. Luke (Charlie Gillespie), Alex (Owen Joyner), and Reggie (Jeremy Shada) all tragically passed away in the 90′s after eating bad street hotdogs. When Julie finds their CD in her garage, she decides to play it and they come back in ghost form. But, only she can see them. With their help, she finds her confidence to play music again. Also, she has to find away for them to stay because they’re slowly disappearing.

6) Derry Girls

Bitch. I love this show. And yeah it didn’t come out in 2020. Shut up. I found this show recently after watching the cast on the holiday special of the Great British Baking Show. I loved the actors so I had to watch the show. This show focuses on Erin (Saoirse-Monica Jackson) a 16 year old girl that lives in Derry, Northern Ireland in the 90′s. Alongside her is her cousin Orla (Louisa Harland), her two friends Clare (Nicola Coughlan) and Michelle (Jamie-Lee O’Donnell), and Michelle’s English cousin James (Dylan Llewellyn). During these years, a lot of people in Ireland struggled, especially because it was during wartime. Even thought this show isn’t focused heavily around the war, it’s amazing to see these teens live a fulfilling life while struggling with the state of their country, and the lack of money that their families have.

7) Elite

HA. This show did have a season in 2020 so leave me alone. But bro, I love this show. At first, I didn’t watch it because I thought I could only watch the dubbed version in English, which I hate. I hate dubbed shows they look so weird. But, once I found out I could watch this show in Spanish, I fell in love. But, sadly, theres too damn much to talk about in one little post. It’s crazy. But basically it just follows the lives of teens in high school that are trying to survive. And no, not in the “I’m surviving high school,” sense. No, people be getting murdered.

MOVIES (tbh i didn’t find a lot of movies good this year lmk which movies u liked this year and maybe i’ll like them!)

1) All the Bright Places

After the death of her sister, Violet (Elle Fanning) is devastated. She closes herself off, and has her parents get her out of doing school work that involves working with others. But, as time goes on, they realize she may need to start to move on. Violet then meets Finch (Justice Smith) who is enamored by Violet. He suggests they do a project together. While finding and visiting some of the smallest wonders of their state, they begin to fall for each other. While you are focusing on Violet and her mental health, you tend to miss some of the signs that Finch’s mental health isn’t great either, but by the time you do, it could be too late.

2) Dangerous Lies

Hmm. This was weird for me. I had only ever seen Camila Mendes in Riverdale, and honestly, not a fan. So, Katie (Camila Mendes) and her husband Adam (Jessie T. Usher) are struggling with money. Katie decides to take a job working for an elderly man, and eventually gets her husband hired there as well. Unfortunately, he dies, but for some odd reason, leaves the house and all of his fortune, to Katie. As they get comfortable in the house, they begin to uncover some very weird and dangerous lies.

3) The Devil All the Time

Ok. Iconic. You got so many hot men in this movie. Bill Skarsgård, Sebastian Stan, Tom Holland, Robert Pattinson. C’mon now. That’s crazy. But, this story is so long and in depth that I wouldn’t even know where to begin. This movie is a bit disturbing. It involves murder, sexual assault, killing of animals, and so much more so if that’s an issue for you please do not watch this movie. It was also quite long, but it was still good.

4) After We Collided

Okay just listen. I was that teenager. I read wattpad stories and was, embarrassingly, addicted to After. This was not a great movie per say, but it was After. This is a sequel to the movie After. This movie centers around Tessa (Josephine Langford) and her recovery after her breakup with Hardin (Hero Fiennes Tiffin). Theres sex, alcohol, bad acting. The whole nine-yards. But c’mon, they’re so cute together.

5) To All the Boys p.s. I Still Love You

Okay it was a good movie. I enjoyed it. This movie focuses on Lara Jean (Lana Condor) and her boyfriend Peter (Noah Centineo) and their relationship post the first movie. But of course relationships aren’t super steady, and John Ambrose McClaren (Jordan Fisher) shows up. Yeah, John Ambrose, from her letter. They become closer and Lara Jean has to decide who she wants to be with. Spoiler, it’s Peter. BOOOOOOO justice for John Ambrose McClaren, he deserved better.

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