#harrison osterfield imagine smut

[hazosterfeildandtomholland]

Requests 

Hey everyone!

now that I have lots of free time I thought I would start writing! But I’m a bit stuck i was thinking of writing a haz osterfield story with multiple parts but I have no ideas so I would love if you could help me with ideas on what the story should be about. Also feel free to request some one shots for Tom Holland of Harrison osterfield and I will try to do them but right now I want to fous on my has story when I get some ideas.

thanks so much can’t wait to see your ideas and get started

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YOU ARE POSSIBLY GREATEST PERSON (after me)

Hello, I am currently very bored and wouldn't mind to write something requested. Ask anything, fluff, smut, angst I write it.

Current fandoms I can write for are:

The Sandman (Netflix)

Moon Knight or MCU in general

Criminal Minds

Harry Potter (Marauders era)

Maze Runner

Good Omens

Shadow and Bone

Six of Crows

Hawaii Five - O

Wednesday (Netflix)

Young Royals (Netflix)

Dead Poets Scociety

Actors:

Marvel Actors

Tom Sturridge

Cillian Murphy

Henry Cavill

Edvin Ryding

But I can also write for anyone I haven't mentioned here, just ask. OC or Y/N story are also offered.

I want to start writing more and I would appreciate any support or ideas I get from you.

Lot's of Love,

~suckerforfantasy

[fan-a-saurus-rex]

Hands to Myself || Part 1

Plot: After being introduced to Harrison by your best friend, Tom Holland, the two of you form a practically inseparable bond that quickly goes from friendship to an unexpected one-night-stand. You both choose to keep it a secret, but you sure as hell won’t be keeping your hands off of each other anytime soon.

Pairing: Reader x Harrison Osterfield

Warnings: smut, swearing

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Imagine this. You wake up in your best friend’s bed with no clothes on and 30 texts on your phone from your other friends asking where you went during the party, concerned that something might have happened to you.

Well, that’s how this story started. I was working as a sound and light technician on a film in London when I met Tom Holland. We became good friends. He then introduced me to Zendaya, who was more of a sister to me now. Much later on in the friendship he told me he wanted me to meet his best friend. That’s how I met Harrison.

It was an almost instant connection. We liked all the same things and had the same sense of humor. Within hours, I felt like I had known him for years. Our friendship only grew over the coming months. Texting late into the night and spending days together in our free time became the norm for us. It was nice to have someone I could be myself around, my whole self.

My friends and co-workers began to take notice of how much time I spent with him, questioning what was going on between us. I told them that although I found him extremely attractive, we were just friends, nothing more between us. It was completely platonic and that wasn’t a lie. But things quickly changed.

On the night of the movie premiere the cast, the crew, fellow celebrities and influencers, and their friends and family, met at the local club for a huge party to celebrate the premiere. We spent the night dancing and having the time of our lives. I don’t partake in alcohol, I don’t need it to have fun. Surprisingly, most of us weren’t drinking that much that night anyway. Some people were tipsy but not drunk.

During one point in the night, I had been dancing with Tom, Zendaya, and Harrison. Tom and Zendaya took a break to get a snack, leaving just me and Harrison together. We continued dancing together, sandwiched inside the huge crowd. I soon realized how close we had gotten to each other and got a shiver up my spine when I felt his hand on the small of my back to pull me closer. The back of my dress was cut super low in the back, so he was just touching my skin.

I didn’t exactly know what was happening between us in the moment but I didn’t put too much thought into it since I was hypnotized by his bright blue eyes and the way his body felt swaying against mine. The tension in the air between us was thick, so thick in fact that I wondered if the people around us could feel it too, but nobody really seemed to notice. At one point he leaned down and whispered in my ear asking if I wanted to leave early with him and with the way he was making me feel I sure as hell wasn’t say no.

We snuck out quickly before anyone could see and got a cab back to the hotel. As soon as we got into the elevator and those doors closed, his lips were on mine. It was addicting, he was like a drug I didn’t know I needed. It would sound crazy to most people that someone who claims their relationship is strictly platonic would be furiously locking lips with their supposed best friend in an elevator, on the way to hook up in a hotel room when they should be at a party, but at the time I don’t think either of us cared.

When the doors opened, we had to force ourselves to pull away. We walked down the hallway to his room, quickly unlocking the door with the key-card, and stumbling into the room as I pressed my lips to his again. The door slammed behind us and after that….well…..you can probably guess what happened next.

When we woke up the next morning I had tons of texts from concerned friends asking where I was and why I wasn’t answering. I simply lied and said I was so tired that I left the party early and promptly went to bed as soon as I got to the hotel. They didn’t have to know that it was Harrison’s bed and that we didn’t actually sleep. At that moment, Harrison and I agreed to keep the whole thing our own dirty little secret.

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It’s been a few months since then and not much has changed, other than the fact that it’s hard to keep our hands off each other. I spend most weekends at Harrison’s flat, sometimes even during the week.

This morning I woke up to remember that last night was one of those nights. I had met Harrison and a few friends for dinner and after our meal we couldn’t help ourselves. It was like some kind of magnetic pull towards each other. It wasn’t toxic, it wasn’t manipulative. In no way was it unhealthy, we were just kind of addicted to each other in the healthiest way possible.

I rolled over, hitching my leg up over his hip and resting my head on his bare chest.

“Morning baby girl” I heard him say in his raspy morning voice.

I smiled up at him “morning”

“You want some breakfast?”

I looked at him raising an eyebrow “do you even need to ask me that?”

He chuckled and sat up in bed, knowing damn well I’d be hungry. He pulled on his jeans and tossed me his tshirt to wear. I pulled on my panties and his shirt then followed him down to the kitchen.

It had become a routine that every time I spent the night he’d make pancakes in the morning. I sat on the counter and watched him prepare breakfast, my eyes glued to his toned back muscles on full display since he hadn’t put a shirt on.

Over the past few months I had been feeling different about him, and I knew he felt the same for me since we had talked about it several times. We really liked each other, but decided to keep the affair a secret until we decided whether or not to make it official. For now it was basically a friends-with-benefits, for lack of a better term. The only difference is that we actually had feelings that went way deeper than just lust.

We never showed it in public or around friends, but when we were alone there was that burning desire to be close to each other. I often had to fight the urge to touch him when it wasn’t just the two of us, and dammit was it hard to do. I was even struggling to do that while watching him make breakfast. The only thing holding me back was the fact that I was starving and I knew if I touched him now we’d end up back in the bedroom instead of eating.

Eventually we sat down at the table to eat and put the dishes in the dishwasher afterwards. No sooner did I start the wash cycle and Harrison had lifted me up onto the counter, his lips trailing kisses up and down both sides of my neck.

“Mmm” was the only thing that came out of my mouth in a pleasured hum.

“Do you have plans for today?” He asked me, still kissing my neck.

“Yeah, but none of them involve leaving this flat” I said giggling softly.

“Good”

He lifted me off the counter and gently pushed me against the wall kissing me hard. I wrapped my leg around his waist to pull him closer. He pressed his body against mine, holding onto my hips as our lips molded together.

Eventually he picked me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. He carried me back into his bedroom where he laid me down on the bed, hovering above me as he kissed me harder. He only pulled away to take off the shirt of his that I was wearing, as well as his jeans. I wasn’t wearing a bra so at the moment I only full display for him.

Before he could resume his position above me I was already pulling him down on top of me, craving his lips against mine, and the feeling of his bare skin. I could hear a soft moan emerge from his throat as I allowed my hands to roam his toned chest and abs, which only made me want him more and he knew it.

Before I could initiate anything I felt his hands trail down to my panties and pull them to the side. He started to rub my clit slowly. I started to breathe a bit heavier as he picked up the pace, eventually plunging two finger inside me. I was already dripping so his foreplay was pointless, but I enjoyed it nonetheless, well sorta, I was kinda impatient.

“Mmm, no more teasing” I said arching my back a bit.

He chuckled and pulled his fingers out. He pulled off my panties then proceeded to take his boxers off. As I watched him line himself up to me I could practically feel him in me already. But that wasn’t anything like the real thing. Finally I felt him plunge into me and let out a small moan, my moans only getting louder as he picked up the pace.

I was so focused on the feeling of him that when I heard my phone go off, I nearly jumped out of my skin. He slowed down and I looked up at him. “It might be work” I said.

He pulled out of me and I reached over to answer. It was just a friend.

“Hello……no I’m busy today…..yeah, I’m out of town, visiting my sister….I will…..okay, bye.” I said, before hanging up and looking over at Harrison. “It was just Rachel, she wanted to go shopping”

I took a deep sigh of relief. Lying to my friends about where I was and what I was doing was still so hard. I desperately wanted to tell them that Harrison and I were in an unofficial relationship, mostly just sleeping with each other, but I couldn’t. But at the same time, it was our little secret and it was exciting to be carrying that around.

I eventually pulled away from my train of thought and looked back over at Harrison. He was lounging against the bed frame so I moved over to him and straddled his lap, smirking at him. “Where were we?”

He smirked and pulled me closer to him kissing me passionately “it’s kinda hot when you lie about where you are” he said with a soft breathy moan.

I giggled “I’m glad you think so, I’d rather be here anyway” I said as I started to grind on his lap. I couldn’t wait another second so I lined his tip up with my center and slid down on him quickly. Clearly he wasn’t expecting it.

“Fuck {y/n}!” He moaned out as I started riding him quickly, bouncing hard.

“Mmm, you like that?” I moaned as I continued going. I wasn’t always very dominate over him, but when I was it drove him crazy.

I continued riding him until he couldn’t take it anymore and took control again. He flipped us over and thrusted deep into me, causing me to moan loudly “oh fuck, fuck yes!”

He pinned my hands above my head and kept going. I gripped his hands tightly, arching my back as I could feel every single thrust, every inch of him inside me. When we weren’t together, I could still feel him inside me, that’s how good the sex was, and that kept me coming back to him every time, even if I knew it was risky to continue this little affair. After all, he was my best friend and who knew how this would affect our friendship in the end. But at the moment I didn’t care, I had him right where I wanted him and he had me.

At some point during our session he bottomed out so deep inside me that we both moaned so loud we thought we’d shatter the windows. He continued to hit the same spot repeatedly and I could feel myself squeezing him tightly.

“I’m close babygirl” he moaned loudly.

“Me too! Don’t stop!” I said grinding on him as he continued.

Eventually I hit my climax and he did a moment or two later. He rode out our highs then kissed my forehead before laying down beside me so we could catch our breath.

I rolled over to cuddle up into his side as I kissed him on the cheek. I looked at the clock on the wall, it was only 9:45 am. We still had the whole day ahead of us. I had absolutely no intentions of leaving Harrison’s flat, in fact, I might even be staying another night.

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To be continued….

[sadiehawk22]

I will probably start some stories or imagines soon so be ready.

People I will write about:

Charles Leclerc

Carlos Sainz

Lando Norris

Daniel Ricciardo

Tom Holland

Harry Holland

Sam Holland

Harrison Osterfield

Peter Parker

Topics

Angst

Fluff

Smut

Categories

Series

Imagines

Blurbs

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[peterparkerspooderman]

Flirt

Summary: Harrison comes over for your weekly movie night but you have a different idea of how you want the night to end.

Warning: Smut, threesome, fingering, oral (giving and receiving on both)

A/N: Thank you so much @daddydobrik22 for requesting this to me☺! My requests are open so feel free to ask whatever you want🤗.

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You have always wanted to have a threesome at least once in your life just to say that you’ve done it and you are, by nature, a curious person and this is one of the things you’re most curious about. You just don’t know who to have it with. You’re not picky about the gender of the person but are picky about the person. Doing it with a stranger is a good option for no awkwardness afterwards but they might have an STD and you’re not risking it. You would most likely want to do it with a friend but who would be up to it and would not make it be awkward afterwards. You eventually bring it up with Tom and he was totally on board about the threesome, but he too is stumped on who to do it with.

“I don’t know, babe. We can’t just ask one of our friends to have sex with us.” He points out, a thought that has been stuck in your head for ages.

“I know.” You sigh out in frustration, plopping yourself on the couch. Tom follows suit and sits next to you, his arm stretched out and resting on the back of the couch.

“So you don’t mind if it’s a boy or girl it just has to be someone we know” Tom reiterates, making sure he has all the correct information. You nod in approval.

“What about Zendaya?” You ask facing him. She’s gorgeous and you totally wouldn’t mind it getting steamy between you two.

“Too busy, she’s always out of the country,” Tom replies. You nod.

“What about Nick?” Tom says, his eyebrows furrowed in thought, remembering one of his old friends.

“I know that I said it’s someone we know but they must also be somewhat attractive.” You sass. Tom’s mouth falls open, but you hear a soft “true” leave his mouth.

“What about Harry or Sam?” You blurt out, taking a shot in the dark.

“Too weird.” Tom replies quickly. You sigh out in frustration, falling to the side so your head lays on his lap, his hand instantly on your head to play with your hair. Your eyes flutter and you let out a soft sigh.

“Who could it be?” You ask, to no one in particular. Suddenly the doorbell rings. You sit up and look at Tom, confusion evident on your face when you remember. It’s your weekly movie night. A thought pops in your head and by the look on Tom’s face he thought it too.  You get up to answer the door when Tom’s voice stops you.

“I don’t know Y/N. What if it’s awkward afterwards? Or what if we make a fool of ourselves for even asking?” Tom blurts out, suddenly second-guessing to agreeing to your fantasy.

“He won’t make it awkward and we won’t ask him flat out. I could maybe flirt with him and get him going then we can ask him.” You suggest, unsure that Tom will be okay with you flirting with someone else but to your surprise Tom nods in agreement.

With a smile on your face you go to open the door for Harrison. You see him looking down the hall, assumingly keeping himself occupied while waiting for you to answer, and your eyes flitter to his sharp jawline. This will be the only time where you can drool over someone that isn’t your boyfriend and not feel guilty. Not that you’re bored of your boyfriend’s dashing looks but it’s always good to spice it up.

Harrison turns his head towards the door and once he sees you his lips stretch into a cute smile. You smile back. He leans in to give you a hug, you happily receive it, making sure your bodies are pressed against each other. You two pull apart. You don’t know if he realised it but either way, he didn’t mention it.

“Come on in.” You say, moving to the side so he can walk in, a smile still on your face.

He walks in and sheds off his jacket, hanging it on the coat rack. You catch a glimpse of his back muscles and your eyes almost bulged out of your head. Has Harrison always been this ripped? Either way you’re enjoying bringing this up very much.

Tom and Harrison greet each other and start catching up what they did during the week. You stand away, silently admiring Harrison from afar, having a good look at him. You never did because he’s you’re boyfriend’s best friend but now knowing what you’re thinking of doing it has all sorts of thoughts running through your head. All of them sending tingles down your core.

His arms are crossed across his chest, his muscles bulging out from under his skin. Your eyes travel to his hands, sooner or later they will be wrapped around your throat or in your pussy. His torso lean and muscular, your hands itching to run over his hard muscles. You shake yourself out of your thoughts and notice that it’s your time to step in.

“Babe, why don’t you chose the movie while Harrison and I get some snacks?” You suggest, giving Harrison a sweet smile. Tom nods before turning on the tv and switching it to Netflix.

You walk to the kitchen and hear Harrison follow behind you. You put the popcorn in the microwave. You walk to the cabinet and pull out two packets, one contain jelly beans and the other containing gummy bears.

“Which one?” You ask, showing him the packets.

“Let’s go with jelly beans, hate gummy bears.” He says, a grimace taking over his beautiful features. Your jaw drops at this.

“How can you hate gummy bears?” You ask shocked.

“They get stuck in your teeth and it takes forever to chew them.” He explains. He rests his body against the counter, his hands resting next to him.

“I’m stunned. You’re a psychopath.” You tease, getting a chuckle from him.

You start opening the packets and pouring them into bowls.

“I’m the psychopath? You’re the psychopath because you like them.” He sasses back. You gasp and throw a jellybean at him. Harrison somehow predicted this and caught it in his mouth. You stand there stunned.

“I know you too well.” He says while chewing the bean in his mouth, a smirk evident on his face.

“Not gonna lie that was kinda hot” You say, hoping to get him going a bit. The look in Harrison’s eyes shows you that you’ve succeeded. You got shaken because the microwave starts to beep, indicating that the popcorn’s done. You take it out and pour it into a large bowl. You pick up the popcorn bowl and take the gummy bears while Harrison takes his jelly beans.

You walk into the living room to see the movie Tom chose. The package. Before you sit down you flick off the light switch, the only light coming from the tv. You sit down in the middle, putting the snacks on the coffee table in front of you. You grab the blanket and sit down, draping it over you. Harrison follows suit and sits next to you, taking some of the blanket.

“You want some babe?” You ask Tom.

“I’ll take when I get cold. Thanks.” He says before pressing play. You lean forward and grab the popcorn. You place it on your lap so it’s available to the boys.

The movie plays on and you’re trying to think of what to do to get Harrison into a flirty mood without pushing it. You settle on just brushing your leg against his. You brush your knee softly against his, waiting for a reaction. To your relief he brushes his leg against yours in response. Progress.

As the movie played and funny scenes came on you find yourself hitting Harrison’s leg in laughter. He seemed to have enjoyed it by his arm stretching behind the couch, almost draped over your shoulders.  The subtle touches played out through the movie and once it ended you plucked the courage to ask Harrison the question. Tom stopped the movie once the credits start to roll. Now’s your time.  You feel Tom’s hand on your thigh, giving you and encouraging squeeze.

“So uh Harrison. Tom and I were wondering if you would be the third person for our threesome?” You ask, your voice soft and gentle. “It’s totally up to you. If you don’t feel comfortable that’s perfectly okay.” You add in, not wanting to make him feel pressured. You wait nervously as you see him pondering over your request.  

“I would love to be your third.” He says, a smile on his face. You let out a breath of air in relief, you hear Tom do the same. You can already feel wetness forming in between your legs. “When do we start?” He adds in.

“Right. Now.” You say before getting up off the couch and grabbing both his and Tom’s hands, leading them to yours and Tom’s shared bedroom.

When you arrive to the room you push Harrison down on the bed so he’s sitting at the edge. You straddle him without hesitation.

“Before we begin, what are the rules?” Harrison asks, between Tom and you.

“Her pussy, her rules.” Tom says, you give him a warm smile. Tom’s always been the dominant one in the bedroom and you being the dominant one gives you an adrenaline rush. You look at Harrison before saying.

“You can touch wherever you want and there will be no anal involved.” You instruct. You wait for Harrison to approve before leaning in and smashing your lips against his. It took him a few seconds to catch his bearing but when he did his hands rested on your hips.

Your hands move to the nape of his neck to play with the small hairs and by sheer curiosity you grabbed a hand full of his hair and gave it a gentle but firm yank. Harrison lets out a loud groan, you smirk at his reaction.

“You and Tom aren’t that different.” You breathe against his mouth. Your lips connect and your hands trail down to his torso, undoing the buttons as you travel further down. You pull away and stop to admire his toned body. He’s skinnier than Tom, Tom has a little bit of thickness to him but you aren’t complaining. You shove his shirt off his shoulders. You look over at Tom in the corner of the room. His hand palming himself through his jeans.

“I want it off.” You instruct, gesturing towards his shirt. He shreds it off in an instant.

You look back at Harrison, his eyes dark with lust. You reach the hem of your shirt and pull it off over your head. Your bra covered boobs on display for Harrison to see and touch. His hands come up to grab them but stop in mid air.

“You don’t need to ask for permission, just do what I know you’ve been thinking of doing.” You sass, giving him a small smirk, the look of surprise is enough on his face to confirm your hunch.

His hands skip your boobs and wrap around your back, going to the clasp to unclip it. You bra falls down your arms, you throw it across the room. Harrison doesn’t hesitate and immediately his mouth latches on one of your nipples. You let out a loud moan at this.

You look over at Tom again and see that his pants are fully off. His hands in his boxers, jerking himself off. You moan at the sight. You lock eyes with him and gesture your head to the bed, wanting him to sit next to Harrison. He instantly complies. You trail your hand down his torso, his muscles feeling familiar under your fingertips until you reach the waist band of his boxers. You slip your hand through and pull out his dick. You slowly start to pump it. You’re greeted by a loud, sexy moan coming from Tom. Your core needed some friction and you find yourself grinding against Harrison’s crotch. He moans against your boob, sending vibrations through your body. Your eyes flutter at the sensation.

You other hand travels down to Harrison’s belt, undoing it in a practised movement. You get up off his lap and undo your own jeans, sliding them down your legs, along with your panties. You gesture Tom to do the same. You feel as if you’re not giving Tom enough attention. You lean forward and capture your lips with his, giving him a deep kiss. You break away seeing that all of us are naked you ask Harrison.

“What do you want to do?”

“I wanna taste your pussy.” He growls, his eyes dark. His tone of voice sends a tingle to your core.

You walk to the side of the bed and lay down flat on your back. Harrison pulling you so your legs dangle on the edge.

“Come here babe. I want you to fuck my mouth” You call out to Tom. He kneels next to your head. You look up at him and take his shaft in your hand, guiding it to your mouth. He starts thrusting gently into your mouth.

You feel a pair of lips trailing on your inner thigh. Harrison wastes no time though and goes straight in. He licks a stripe up your pussy. You moan onto Tom’s cock sending vibration’s through his body. He moans out at the feeling. His hand coming down to run through your hair.

Harrison moved to flicking his tongue against your clit while inserting a finger. Your eyes flutter shut, your hand coming down to grab his hair.

“Suck on her clit. She loves that.” Tom pants out. Hand still running though your hair.

You immediately feel Harrison’s lips wrap around your clit, sucking lightly. You let out a muffled moan. You tap on Tom’s thigh twice, him already knowing the signal, reports back to Harrison.

“Suck harder.” He instructs to Harrison. Harrison sucks harder.

Your arch your back, feeling the warm ball forming in the pit of your stomach. You can feel that Tom’s close by his hips thrusting sloppily. You hollow out your cheeks and suck him harder, wanting him to cum down your throat. He does, feeling the hot liquid fill your mouth. He gently removes himself, leaning down to give you a kiss on the lips.

“You’re so fucking good.”

You feel yourself coming closer to the edge and Tom can sense that by the shaking for your body under his touch. His hands move to your breasts, massaging them roughly and pinching your nipples. That was the straw. You feel yourself let go, letting out a loud moan into to air. Harrison lets up on the sucking and laps up your juices. Small moans leaving your mouth.

Once done Harrison stands up, waiting for what to do next. You see his cock standing up, pointing towards the ceiling. He’s longer than Tom but not as thick.

“Where to next?” Harrison asks.

“I want you to fuck me. Raw.” You growl, propping yourself up on your elbows, spreading your legs wider, the light catching your freshly cummed pussy.

Harrison didn’t need to be told twice. You move yourself up the bed to provide more space. Harrison pumps his cock a few times but before he puts it in you ask Tom.

“You okay with watching?” He nods in approval, sitting in the armchair in the corner of the room.

You place your hands on Harrison’s biceps. You feel him slowly push himself into you. You feel yourself stretching around his cock.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He breaths out. You let out a moan at his words and the feeling of a different cock inside you. He was definitely longer than Tom, it seems like it’s just goes on forever. You feel yourself start to stretch inward.

“Hold on a minute.” You say and Harrison immediately stops. Tom sits up in his chair, concerned as to why you stopped.

“You okay? Did I do something wrong? Are you hurt?” Harrison starts rambling off. His face in pure terror. Tom was about to come to you before you let out a small giggle.

“I’m fine. You’re just longer than Tom is all. Need a few to get used to you.” You breath out. “Just go slow please and when you’ve bottomed out, stay there.” You say.

“Yeah, of course.” He says before slowly pushing into you again. A couple of inches went by and you feel him stop. You feel the pain lessen and you tell Harrison to move. He moves slowly, soon enough you feel the pain eradicate and pleasure takes over. Tom relaxes when he hears your whimpers. His hand goes back to his cock and starts pumping.

You let out soft whimpers here and there. He isn’t exactly hitting the right spots. Before you could tell him you hear Tom speak.

“Put her legs over your shoulders and lean down a little.”

Harrison does just that, them hearing your moans louden. His cock almost hitting your spot.

“Lean down a little more.” You ask. Harrison does just that and he’s greeted by your loud moans.

“Fuck, right there. Fuck.” You scream. Your hands move from his arms to his back, scratching down it, leaving red trails in its wake. Harrison seems to like it by the moan emitting from his mouth.

“You like that huh? Have a thing for pain?” You breath out. He nods his head, unable to talk. You grab a fistful of his hair and give it a strong tug. His eyes flutter shut.  You feel the familiar burning at the bottom of your stomach. Your moans progressively getting louder.

“Fuck, this is so hot.” You hear Tom say in the corner of the room. You moan at his words. You can tell that Harrison’s by the sloppiness of his thrusts, you however need a little more to get you going. Tom knew this and started to talk dirty to you.

“You like that huh Y/N? You like having another guys cock inside of you. My best friend’s cock. I bet you’ve been wishing for this day to come.” Tom growls from his seat in the corner. His words getting to you, you just need one last thing.

You take harrison’s hand and place it on your clit. He gets the message and rubs it roughly. Your back arches and your eyes flutter shut as you let out a loud scream. You juices squirting out of you and wetting the bottomhalf of Harrison. The intensity of your orgams brings Harrison to his. His hips still and you can feel the hot ribbons of his cum spill inside you as he moans loudly into the air.

He stays for a few seconds to gather himself before slowly pulling out. You hiss out softly as you feel yourself still stretched out. Harrison flops on the bed beside you and you two try to catch your breath. You look over at Tom to see him stand up, with cum on his torso, to walk to the bathroom.

He comes back with a damp towel. He spreads your legs gently and cleans you up. You hiss at how sensitive you feel. Tom walks over to Harrison and cleans him from your juices. He throws the towel in the washing basket and lays down next to you.

“I’m still not over the fact that you squirted.” Harrison whisper out in disbelief.

“That’s why I told you what to do.” Tom points out, knowing the level of ecstasy it makes you feel.

“Was I good?” Harrison asks, turning to face you.

“Yes you were, a rocky start in the beginning but you were good.” You reply, a small smile on your lips.

“Speaking of which, is he actually bigger than me?” Tom asks, not liking the thought that his best friend’s cock is better than his.

“I wouldn’t say bigger. It’s longer than yours but yours is thicker.” You say, trying to ease his insecurities.

“Which do you prefer?” Harrison daringly asks.

“Sorry Harrison by my boyfriend beats any dick that has come my way.” You explain.

“Fair enough.” Harrison shrugs.

You turn over to Tom, his lips lacking in the swollen department. You decide to change that. You lean in and lock your lips with Tom’s. His tounge entering your mouth. His hand moves to your waist and pulls you against his body. The familiarity of his body against yours sends shivers to your core.

“Hey guys seriously, I’m right here.” Harrison teases. Tom breaks away from the kiss.

“I let you fuck my girlfriend; I could at least have a make out session.” Tom shoots back before locking his lips with yours.

“I’m gonna go guys. It’s getting late.” Harrison says before standing up and getting dressed.

He walks towards Tom and gives him a fist bump before coming over to you and giving you a kiss on the forehead.

“Remember, this is a onetime thing.” Tom reminds Harrison before he leaves. He nods in approval before leaving. Once you hear the front door open and close you move on top of Tom.

“What’s this now?” He questions, his hands resting on your waist.

“I miss your cock.” You say whispering in his ear.

“well I can’t keep my girlfriend waiting, now can I?” Tom asks sarcastically.

Tom had you moaning and screaming his name throughout the night. The neighbours were not pleased in the morning.  

[missnxthingg]

Haz teaching y/n how to go down on him since she’s never done it before.

A/N: Sorry for taking almost a week, it’s shorty but I hope you like it.

Warnings: Smut, oral (male receiver)

masterlist

Your relationship with Harrison was very new. Him being your first boyfriend ever was making you experience new things everyday. He was the first guy who had ever taken you out, the first guy that ever bought you a drink . You’ve been dating for a while now, and things were growing between the two of you. Hotter and more intense. 

You were in his apartment, sitting on his lap, kissing him like there was no tomorrow. The movie playing on the background became a soundtrack to break the silence installed in the room. Your legs were straddled on his lap, his hands pressing your waist, leaving small marks behind. Your hands were in his hair, slightly pulling them while your mouths locked a war between them. His hand went up to your lower back, pulling you closer and you rocked your hips against his, hearing him moaning between the kiss.

Your started to kiss his neck, right between his ear, leaving hickies and love bites behind. His jaw got colored with purple circles. He threw his head back, feeling her giving him full attention. He rocked your hips back and forth, harder than before, pushing your cores together. You were very insecure about these intimate moments, just because it was very new to you, and Haz is a very experienced guy. But somehow he managed to work it all just fine, like it was natural. 

You could feel his hardness against your core, and you knew guys wanted help to make it go away, specially when they are doing things like this with another girl. But it made you very nervous, because you didn’t know what to do, but you knew what was coming. You really wanted to, but you just didn’t know how. Your hands traveled down to his cock, massaging it over his jeans.

“Baby…” He whispered. “Are you gonna help me with that?”

“Yes.” You whispered back, kissing him again, but interrupting right after to remove his shirt.

“Are you sure?” You looked at him right into his eyes and nodded.

“I just… Don’t know how.” You blushed and he smiled.

“I can help you.” You nodded again and started to kiss his chest, tracing your keeps to his belly and to his V-line. You left some more purples circles around there, making him moan again. “And you were saying you couldn’t do it.”

“I really don’t know how.”

“Open my trousers.” You nodded, unbuttoning his trousers and pulling it down. You could see his boxers tight around the hardness and you pulled it down, making his cock slap his stomach. “Hum… You can start touching it.”

“Like this?” You asked, involving your hands around it, making him groan.

“Yes. Maybe if you lick your hands, it will be easier.” You did it, running your hands up and down his length. “Good, really good.”

“What next?”

“God. You can put your mouth in the tip. It feels good.” As so you did it, hearing his moan louder while you rolled your tongue around the tip of his cock. “Your mouth is so warm baby.” He threw his head back, and held your hair with one of his hands. “You can go down, but only go to where you’re comfortable with.”

You put it more inside your mouth and hearing him moan made you sure that you were doing a good job. He slightly helped you with his hands, but after a while, he just leaned back, feeling everything your were doing.

“I don’t think I even have to teach you anything baby. Your mouth feels so good.” He said and you smiled inside, mouth too full to say anything. “Grab my balls, it feels good.”

You grabbed his balls with one hand and the other one stroked the rest of his cock, the part that wasn’t inside your mouth. You could feel it getting ticker and ticker, almost like it was about to explode, and you somehow knew he was close, but you kept going. He moaned louder, almost like a scream, eyes shut and head leaned back.

“Stop it!” He screamed, making you stop in a second, looking to him nervously.

“Did I do something wrong?”

“No baby.” He caressed your face and smiled. “You were great, but I was wondering… If you wanna go further, you need to stop it because I won’t last long. But I’m not pressioning you.”

“I want to.” You said and his eyes filled with lust, but he kissed you gently.

“Are you sure?” You nodded and he pulled you back to his lap, kissing you again.

“Okay,let me make you feel good…”

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[alltoowelltom]

Uncharted

tom holland x female!reader

request from @thirlwallsholland : could you possibly do a tom holland x female!reader?

tom, y/n and the boys are going to see uncharted for the first time, and y/n has been a fan of the games before she even met tom so she's really excited. y/n really loves the film and that night she's all cuddly and clingy with tom vice versa so the boys make fun of them and call tom whipped?

thank you!! :)

a/n: thanks for the request hun! i'm so sorry this took so long, it's just been one of those weeks - for like 3 weeks in a row. hope you enjoy ! <3

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“I want honest feedback, okay?” Tom says as the lights dim down. “Don’t sugarcoat it.”

Harry rolls his eyes. “Bro, when have we ever sugarcoated anything?”

You rest your hand on top of Tom’s on the armrest between your seats, giving it an excited and reassuring squeeze.

“We will. Now both of you shut it, I want to watch the movie.” you say.

The four of you: Harry, Tuwaine, Harrison, and you were finally going to see the full Uncharted movie, and to say that Tom was nervous for the group’s opinions was an understatement. Harry had seen most of it during filming and you had seen little snippets when you’d visited the set but none of you four had seen the whole thing yet, effects and all. You weren’t solely watching just to appreciate your boyfriend’s action sequences, you had been a huge fan of the Uncharted games since before you’d even met Tom. Him being the lead in the film adaptation was only a bonus for you.

Tom had rented out a small theater for your group so that you could ‘have the proper experience’ without him having to deal with fans. The group of you sat a couple rows back from the large screen, stocked up with popcorn and drinks. It had been Tuwaine’s idea for everyone to wear onesies.

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"Holy shit!” you say partway into the movie, pointing at the screen and grasping Tom’s hand with your free one. “Is that JJ from Outer Banks? You didn’t tell me you met him!”

“Rudy Pankow? Yeah, I met him on set, he was nice. I’ll introduce you to him at some point if you want,” Tom whispers back, breath warm against your ear.

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Bartender Tom makes you a little hot under the collar (or onesie), if you’re being honest. You lean over in hopes that the other boys won’t hear.

“Tommy, think we can get a bar added into our place? And maybe you can get a couple of those outfits…”

“Gross, Y/N!” gags Harrison. “No one needs to hear about your little fantasies.”

Tom chuckles and presses a kiss to your forehead. “I think we can definitely work something out, darling.”

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“Anyone want a cup of tea?” asks Harry, coming back into the living room after switching the kettle on.

You’d all stumbled onto the sofa and armchairs after returning home from the movie theater. Turns out spending two hours in a dark room wearing pajamas makes you feel kinda tired. Shocker.

“Oh yo, I could go for a cuppa,” says Tuwaine from his spot on the sofa.

“Same here,” calls Harrison.

“Yes please,” you say, giving Harry a grin in hopes that he’ll bring out yours first so it’s hot.

“Yeah, but not too much milk, okay?” says Tom. “I don’t know who it is, but someone in this house always gets the milk everywhere and makes a huge mess.”

Harrison snorts in the otherwise silent room. “Oh come on, no one else took that the way I did?”

Tom turns to you while the others begin an argument. You’re both curled together in the red armchair, Tom sitting with his back against the backrest and you sideways, leaning on one armrest with your legs over the other, basically sitting in his lap.

“So, what did you think of the movie darling?” he asks, biting his lip. It’s your opinion he cares about the most, as you know the most about the series than any of the boys. “You’ve been kinda quiet since we left the theater."

“Baby, I loved it!” you squeal. “I’ll be honest I was a little unsure about them casting you as Nathan at first, but you absolutely smashed it. It was a surprisingly good adaptation, and now I honestly think you were perfect for the role. All in all, it was just a super fun movie, you know? Oh Sophia was great too. Do you have her number? Can you tell her I thought she was incredible? Oh and don’t get me started on all the scenes with you in a white shirt that got wet and went see-through,” you ramble, tugging on his sleeve in excitement.

Tom chuckles, a grin spreading across his face and his eyes crinkling at the sides.

“Yeah? You really thought so?”

You nod, pressing a loud and smacking kiss to his cheek.

“I really did, bub.”

He wraps both arms around you and you tuck your head into his chest, peppering tiny kisses over the exposed skin of his neck as you breathe in the familiar scent. You’re honestly so proud of him and how hard he works to bring each role to life, and you want to show him this. It’s only when his hand slips slightly lower to rest innocently on your onesie-clad bum that the rest of the group groans.

“Oh god, my eyes!” gasps Harry dramatically as he enters the room again, handing you your tea.

“Get a fucking room you horndogs,” calls Harrison, pretending to gag.

“Unless you’re going to give us a proper show, knock it off,” says Tuwaine, standing up to help Harry with the teas.

“Hey!” says Tom, going slightly pink. “Don’t talk about my girlfriend like that!.” The thought makes him immediately protective and you giggle, resting a hand on his arm to show that you’re okay with the boys’ teasing.

“You are so fucking whipped, man. It's sickening really," pipes in Harry, but you catch the smile that tugs at the corner of his mouth that shows deep down, he's thrilled his brother's found his person to always be there for him.

Tom rolls his eyes as Harry hands him his tea (last, oh the joys of siblings) and stands up, gently pulling you up after him. He plucks your half-drunk tea out of your hands and starts to make his way up the stairs.

“Come on darling, I think we will get a room eh?”

He wiggles his hips dramatically to prove his point as you giggle, hopping up the stairs after him and giving his own onesie-clad bum a cheeky pinch.

You look over your shoulder at the rest of the boys as you go, both you and Tom giggling slightly hysterically at the sour expressions on their faces.

“Might want to get the old earplugs out tonight, boys.”

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permanent tom tags: @mayal0pez @tomsbm

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[heytherejulia]

Matchmakers ~ Harry Holland

pairing: harry holland x reader, tom holland x zendaya

warning: minor injury, swearing

summary: Tom, Sam and Harrison play matchmakers

word count: 1,9k

Harry was sitting on the couch smiling at his phone. For the past few days he had been texting with this cute girl he ran into at the club. During this time, he got to know her quite well and began to discover that he might have some feelings for her.

But Harry didn't have as much confidence as Tom, as much charm as Sam, he wasn’t as good looking as Harrison (in his opinion) or had as much charisma as Paddy. He just wasn't them and he just wasn’t the best when it came to girls. He needed some advice, but he knew asking his brothers or Harrison would definitely not be that much of a help. The guys may have been good with the opposite sex, but they weren't shitty advisers on this field. 

On the other hand, Tom, Sam and Haz did notice a change in Harry's behavior and figured that something serious was bothering their friend, but they wouldn't be themselves if they hadn't teased him before trying to help. Harry was too focused on replying to your message to notice that Tom was standing behind him reading all the messages on the screen.

‘So who is Y/N with a heart emoji, bro?’ The younger Holland jumped as usual in fear. Habit. 

‘None of your business.’ He smirked sarcastically and locked the screen of his phone.

‘Hey Harry, come on, I told you about my current girlfriend.’ 

‘Yeah, you did. Two years ago, when I caught you with her on foreplay in our kitchen. I don't think I've heard of Zendaya as your official girlfriend before, and you've been shooting with her a lot longer.’ 

‘You should ask her out sometimes, you know? Maybe this is your chance, man.’ He knew Tom was right, but he would never admit it for his life.

‘Yeah yeah. I'm going to my room.’ Harry was halfway up the stairs when he heard Tom scream.

‘Just ask her on a date already!’ The words automatically made both Harrison, Sam and Daya run out of their rooms.

‘Who's asking whom on a date?’ 

Harry felt his cheeks turning red, and the urge to stick Tom's mouth shut or to kill him was growing with every second. Tom, on the other hand, couldn't care less about his lil bro’s death stares and pleading glances. Maybe he felt a little sorry for him, but at the same time, he knew it would be better for Harry if he shared it with his loved ones. As an older brother and a friend, he knew that this particular twin was not the smoothest with the girls and their help would certainly be needed.   

‘Nobody, not now at least, but Harry's been hanging out with some girl named Y/N and he should definitely take her on a date.’ 

‘Leave me alone, I'm going to my room.’

When Harry disappeared behind the door to his room, it was Tom who spoke first.

‘We have to help him somehow. He will never go out with her without us.’ 

‘Ooh, man. Do we play matchmakers? I'm in it.’ The enthusiasm that gushed out of Harrison and Tom was worrisome to Zendaya, and she genuinely felt sorry for Harry, but she doubted her intervention in this endeavor would help anyone.

‘Sam, you’re in, right?’ Daya really hoped Sam would be smarter than her boyfriend and his best mate, but, oh boy, she was so wrong. The younger Holland joined this plan as eagerly as the previous two.

‘Z, are you with us?’

‘No, definitely not. Guys, you should let Harry make his own decision and you definitely shouldn't be playing matchmakers. Especially when you suck at it.’ 

‘Oi! But you know him. He won't do anything until someone pushes him to do it.’ 

‘It's still his life, Tom. Anyway, I'm going to the store, do you guys want something?’ The boys shook their heads. ‘See you later then.’ 

‘Hey, Z’ The girl turned. Tom walked over to her and placed a kiss on her forehead. ‘Now you can go.’ 

After Zendaya left, the boys began to create a brilliant plan to get Harry to ask you on a date. They forced him to listen to their advice, on the condition that they would leave him alone afterwards. 

Harry had two options here: listen to these idiots and maybe take advantage of it, or ignore them and deal with their complaints for the next few days. The second option definitely suited him better (excluding brothers and a friend sticking their noses into his love life), but the first option was a win-win for everyone. After all, he did not have to take their advice, and listening to them would not hurt him.

‘Okay, Harry. We have three ideas, three great ideas for your date with Y/N. And before you get out of the way, everything is already set up with your cute girlfriend.’

‘How the hell did you do that?!’

‘We hacked your account, man, and you’re meeting with her this Friday. This is where my wonderful plan comes in.’ Tom began. ‘Well, you’ll take her to the cinema for the horror movie, and then …’ 

As it turned out later, Tom's plan sucked so bad. Not only was the movie boring, but not scary at all, not least in Harry’s and yours opinion, but Tom, Sam and Haz, who went to the same screening to follow their brother's progress, screamed like little girls on every jumpscare that appeared on the screen. At the end, you and Harry spent some time in the café talking about the shitty movie and your hobbies, but to the boys' displeasure, there was no open flirting or kissing between you, you just acted like friends. 

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‘Okay, now that we know Spider-boy's plan sucks, we're going with mine. You’ll take her to paintball and then perhaps with a bit of luck you can kiss her. You know, someone will shoot her and you will take care of her.’ 

This date turned out to be an even greater failure than the previous one. You went on paintball (matchmakers along to spy on you), but as soon as you started the game, you were shot down by a player from another team in the face and ended up with a big bruise under your eye and visited an emergency room because of the paint in your eye. In fact, Harrison's plan probably worked slightly too well. 

You didn't blame Harry for the whole incident and even said that it was your craziest stay in the hospital and that you had a lot of fun in the waiting room, while waiting for some ophthalmologist to remove the green paint from your eye. Fortunately, the paint was non-toxic and you were able to return to work after a few days, but Harry was still furious with his friends who came up with silly ideas like hiring a guy to shoot his date friend.

‘Well, Batman fucked up too.’ 

‘Hey! Not at all! The plan was good, it wasn't my fault some idiot shot her in the face!’ 

‘You hired this idiot.’ 

But Tom and Harrison didn't hear Harry’s words because they were too busy with their own problems. They started arguing over whose plan was better, and went on to arguing about who would win a fight: Spider-man or Batman.

‘Batman.’

‘Spider-man.’

‘Batman!’ 

‘Spider-man!’ 

‘Batman!!’

‘Spider-man!! Do you know how I know it? Because I'm Spider-man.’ 

‘Shut up, you twats. Harry, just take her for a walk in the park, you both have dogs, so take them and go for a romantic walk. It can't go wrong.’ 

Contrary to Sam's assurances, it could. 

Your doggie was still a puppy and was afraid of practically every bigger noise, so when you walked into Richmond Park and saw how many people had taken their dogs out just like you two, Harry knew that a third date in a row would be a total failure. 

And that's exactly what happened, because the little french bulldog ran away from you as soon as a few larger dogs ran up and started barking at Tessa and Muffin, inviting them to play, and you both spent the whole afternoon looking for your dog. He eventually was found two days later when a woman came with him to the vet and called you after she saw your poster about a lost puppy. 

However before your dog got lost, Haz, Tom and Sam decided to take Monty for a walk to spy on Harry and you. They turned out to be even worse spies than dating advisers. The three of them wore hoodies and sunglasses and sat on the bench directly opposite the one that you were sitting on. Harry recognized them right away, but not wanting to start a fight, he just offered you a walk in another part of the park. 

But you did not live under a rock, and you recognized the boys, not only from the internet but also from Harry's stories. So when he grabbed your hand and started leading you to the west side of the park, you smiled awkwardly and waved at the young men sitting on the bench. 

By that point, Harry was already so furious with the three of them that he gave them silent treatment and only spoke to Zendaya, who lived with them. He knew it was childish behavior, and in fact some of the events were downright bad luck and coincidence, but he was furious nonetheless, perhaps more at himself than at the boys. 

Harry was sitting in the kitchen, editing photos from the last photoshoot he had taken and drinking his very milk tea when Z entered the room.

‘How's your dating going, Harry?’ The boy scowled at her and rolled his eyes. 

‘Terriously, but I'm quitting making another attempt, maybe we just shouldn't be together.’

‘Or maybe you should just stop listening to those idiots you call friends? Two-thirds of them have no girlfriends, and your idiot of a brother is mostly with me because I took all the first steps. Harry, try something simple that both of you will be comfortable with. For example, invite her to your place for a movie marathon and just have a good time. If it doesn't spark between you guys, she’s not the one, but please don't do anything Sam, Harrison or Tom suggest you do.’ 

As it turned out later, Zendaya’s advice was the best of all. Harry really invited you to a Netflix marathon, and you watched “Brooklyn 9-9” cuddled up for the whole night. Perhaps you even shared a few kisses during one or the other episode, and then you perhaps even stayed overnight. 

At a time when Harry was finally having his dream date with his perfect girl, Zendaya was lecturing the boys about their irrational behavior. 

‘I told you all it is his life and to not interfere. I told you that Harry had to take the first step himself and your advice would not help him. Didn’t I?’ 

‘Darling, we just wanted to help.’

‘You should have helped him by simply supporting him, not by arranging shitty dates for him. Therefore, all three of you will apologize to Harry and Y/N for your behavior.’ 

‘But, Daya.’ The girl interrupted Harrison's statement. ‘End of discussion, boys. You know I'm right.’ 

She was, but neither of them was going to admit it. Maybe that was just the trait of all Hollands. And the Osterfields.

[hollandfromhell]

i wanna be yours | T.H

Summary: Frat!Tom finally admits his feelings to you and your reaction isn't exactly what he expected.

word count: 1k

warnings: a little steamy (?), minimal proofreading and bad editing :)

The lights are so bright around you, bouncing off the walls and making your vision blurry, the music is loud, a song you only ever seem to hear at parties like this, and honestly you’re having a good time. For the first time in weeks you’ve forced yourself out of your dorm and into some clothes that show a little more than you’re used to. Finals had been killing you for the last week, so much so that you haven’t been able to find the energy to go to any of the frat parties your friends and Tom had been badgering you about. 

Tom has been texting you nonstop about the parties his frat has been hosting, begging you to show up, just so you can end up in his bed at the end of the night. But you had refrained, knowing that your feelings weren’t in check enough to be seeing him anymore, not in the way you two have been for the last year. 

To you it wasn’t just sleeping together anymore, that’s not what you want, you want him, all of him. You want the silly dates and cringy photos your friends will make fun of you for. You want the flirting to mean something, you want to mean something to him. You know it’s wrong, to fall hopelessly in love with some fraternity boy that sees you as nothing more than an easy lay and a friend on the occasion that he needs something, but you couldn’t stop yourself. Those caramel colored eyes and chestnut curls, his easy going smile and alluring body draws you in until you can’t escape him. Then you wake up next to him and reality hits. 

Tom and you will never be anything other than friends with benefits, that’s how it started and that’s how it will end, as much as you hate to admit it to yourself. 

But tonight you had blocked those thoughts out and finally made your way out with your friends, only to end up at Tom’s frat house. He’s here, you know he’s here, you can feel his lingering gaze locked on you and have even caught him looking a few times. 

He sat near the back wall, his back against it as he talked to some guys that are also in his fraternity. But his eyes can’t seem to stay off you, you’re dancing with your friends, your hands in the air and a smile on your face, you’ve never looked better to him, it’s like you’re reeling him in, his head hazy as he finally breaks off from the guys he’s talking to and makes his way to you. 

Your arms wrap around his neck as soon as his hands land on your waist, you know it’s him, even with your eyes closed and mind completely blank, you know it’s him. His lips brush against your ear as he whispers to you “You look stunning darling.” His accent is thick, pent up tension becoming obvious. 

Your smile turns to a smirk as you lean into him, your fingers find the hair at the nape of his neck and you pull lightly, “you’ve been ignoring me all night Thomas.” 

His hands rub up and down your sides as he contemplates his answer, you weren’t technically wrong, he had been waiting for you to come to him most of the night, seeing how long you could hold out before it all became too much, until the waiting became too much. It’s a game you two like to play and usually he won, you would make your way to his side and you’d find yourself pressed up against the wall in his room before you knew it. But tonight you had decided to hold out, because you needed that reassurance, you needed to feel victorious over him for once. 

“Can never ignore you love,” his lips are now rolling down your neck, finding your sweet spot, the place he knows makes your knees weak.

And then he’s dragging you by the hand up the stairs to the left and into his room down the hall. You catch a look at his unmade bed before you're pushed back against the door that had just slammed shut. He’s kissing you then, his lips rough against yours as he takes what he wants from you. You knew the night would end like this, not that you’re disappointed, just dreading the morning after, you leave and you two go back to acting like friends once again. 

He knew the night would end like this too, he only ever had eyes for you, at least for the last year and he can’t seem to get you out of his head, although he would never tell you or anyone else that, he had a reputation to uphold. 

But now, as he stands with the girl of his dreams kissing him, maybe falling doesn’t sound so bad, maybe this could be it for him, maybe you could be it for him, and before he can stop himself, he’s pulling away from your lips, just enough space so he can speak, his heart hammering and his ears ringing, he lets out those three little words he swore he would never say to you, “I love you.” 

Your heart stops, everything freezes all at once, the music downstairs can no longer be heard as you completely focus on the man in front of you. You breathe out a small “what” before your brain goes into autopilot. You’re shoving him off you, pushing him away both physically and mentally as you start to close yourself off from him. This wasn’t how tonight was supposed to go, and now everything is ruined. 

Tom’s frozen, his feet stuck where they are as he tries to comprehend what the hell just happened. He can’t believe himself, how could he let his happen, how could he ruin the best thing he had going for him, god why did he have to be so stupid. 

Finally he finds his composer, just in time to see you open his bedroom door and quickly leave the room, he wants to chase after you. Wants nothing more than to go down the stairs and find you in the sea of people but he can’t bring himself to move. 

With a broken heart and a quivering lip he watches you completely remove yourself from him and he can’t help but think that he can’t fix it this time.

a/n: feedback is appreciated :)

[thisbipuff-isaswiftie]

Swing | Tom Holland

You are Tom Holland's girlfriend and on set to see Tom and Zendaya film the Post-Credit scene for Spiderman : Far from home. You get jealous when you see, Zendaya clinging on to Tom while they swing. When Tom gets to know, he has a plan in mind.

Warnings : Fighting. A place that i made up. Slight hint of smut. Making out. Moaning. Mostly Fluff, don't worry. I think its short. Don't judge, use your imagination for a bit.

Containing : Fluff, angst.

Pairing : You and Tom Holland.

"...And Action!!"

You knew she didn't mean it. It was just her job, and she was getting paid for it. But the not-so familiar anger was boiling in you. You wanted to get it out as soon as possible, so that it doesn't get into your head. So you don't get mad, and probably risk it all. You were here for only one thing. To see your boyfriend act on a real set, and watch him act as the Spiderman, the role he was so proud of. You were so bloody proud of him, he had gotten into the Marvel Franchise, so many fans loving him out there. You honestly couldn't be more proud of your Tom.

Your Tom.

Oh god, stop it.

The scene they were shooting included MJ clinging on to Peter, so that he could hold her while they swing through the streets of Queens for their first official date. You shrugged it off, playing it cool when Tom told you, and teased you that you would be jealous. You really thought you would be fine. But right now, you were totally not fine.

Zendaya was a good friend of yours, and you know she wouldn't try anything with Tom. You knew she liked him as the annoying and cute little co-worker she had to work with. And Tom loved you. Oh how much he loved you. So, you didn't want to ever let him think that you doubting him.

But you weren't doubting him, you were possessive.

And between all the cuddles and kisses, it never crossed your mind that Tom will have to kiss other women in the films and projects he works in. But you were alright with it. It was fine. It was going to be fine.

"And cut!"

You were pulled out of your thoughts as you heard the director yell. Tom and Zendaya laughed after, and said their goodbyes as he headed towards you. He took pulled his Spiderman mask off, and smiled as he ran towards you. You smiled back, but you knew your heart had sunk, and you also knew that Tom would know it. But you tried your best, and genuinely smiled. "Hey love!"

"Hey spider-boy!" You said cheekily.

He smiled as he rolled his eyes. You put your hand on his neck as he pulled you close by your waist, and you both kissed deeply. You took in his honey, homey smell, and your hand went through his beautiful brown curls. "Hey! We agreed on no intense PDA!!" Jacob yelled. You both pulled back, breathless. Everybody was looking at you both, and Tom silently whined and buried his neck in your neck as he noticed Jake Gyllenhaal smirking at him. You chuckled at him. "Shut up, Jacob."

.....

You were sitting in the car next to Tom, in the passenger seat, as he drove back to your house. It was 6 o'clock and the streets were busy with people with jobs and work trying to head back home to their families.

"So, that scene was bloody cool, right?"

"Yeah."

"I mean did you see me swing around the pole? That was awesome. And 'daya was so great, you know? She was like, perfect. I mean, she didn't even slip off, the scene was perfect!!"

"yeah, it was good."

Your heart rate went up when you realized that Tom had noticed your poor mood at the time. He noticed your face. Your eyes were drooped down as you watched the purple sky turning into dark blue, there were wrinkles on your forehead, but not like the cute ones when you're concentrating on something, but like you're upset about something. Your cheeks were down, so were the corner of your lips. He exhaled shortly as he understood something was up.

Tom took a sudden turn. "Where are we going?"

"You'll see, darling."

He stopped and parked infront of the firefly garden, the place you both came to when you want to talk, or just sit in silent. It was the only place where there was a guarantee that you won't be chased by reporters or paparazzi, and you both will be able to take a breath.

Tom exhaled and turned towards you, and took your hands. "Something's bothering you." It wasn't a question, it was rather a statement. He didn't need to ask you, he knew you too well. For all the 7 and a half months that you've been dating, Tom has been the most wonderful boyfriend, and you knew the pain of guilt in your chest you were going to feel if you tell him the truth.

"Don't bother lying."

Just like he could read your mind. You chuckled, and moved towards him as you hid your head in his broad chest. "Its embarrassing and silly."

"Well, you'll just have to tolerate a little taunting from me if thats the situation." He said as he stroked your head. You nuzzled your head more into his chest as you sighed. "I know you're just doing your job, but its not like you have to hold her so tight..I mean does she have to cling so tightly to your neck!? I mean i'm not getting angry, and i know she isn't meaning it, but its not method acting! S-she can just slightly keep her hands on you!.."

"Love-"

"And why is it that they have to tell her to keep her head nuzzled in your neck!! I mean you can just keep your heads away from each other and still look like you're in love!..I mean you're freakin' actors its what you do.."

You exhaled out loudly as you held tightly onto his chest. You didn't have the courage to get up and look at him, but you could practically feel him smirking and hear his thoughts. You feel his chest rumble a bit when he tries to stifle his laugh. You felt embarrassed and punched his arm. "Hey!"

"Quit laughing, you git!"

"Oh c'mon! Its cute when you're jealous!" He grins as your cheeks turn red and you try to look away. "M' not jealous!"

"Yes, Love, yes you are."

You feel anger bursting in you, as more upsetting thoughts entered your head. Your boyfriend was laughing at you. You looked around insecurely, but Tom didn't notice. He was giggling. "I can't believe you're jealous! And over all that, you're jealous of 'daya!!"

You felt little under his big and loud laugh.

But you slightly smiled for him. "Yeah, sorry." You whispered. "Come on! I'm starving." He said, smiling. But he looked at you as you stared out at the window your eyes still sad. "Hey, are you okay?"

You looked at him and nodded.

.....

All the way ride home, Tom kept giggling and laughing as you looked outside the window. "God! Its so cold in here." He kept glancing at you. But you didn't bother to notice him. You were too busy looking out in the city, traffic everywhere, the sun setting in the west, as students came along their bikes. "You wanna slide next to me?" Tom asked. But you just hummed indicating to say no.

And if he looked closely, did he just see you move away from him?

Something was still wrong. He could tell, and also he knew that it wasn't about Zendaya or the scene, no, it was something else.

He pulled in the driveway of his apartment. Even though the movie was named 'Far From Home' it was actually just 20 minutes from his. "H-hey, we're home.." He told you, but you wouldn't budge. His eyebrows got scrunched up together as he slowly tapped you on your shoulder. You jumped and were startled at the touch. You were interrupted from your mind-numbing overthinking. It was the moment Tom realized that you weren't looking outside, you were rather busy in your thoughts.

You both got home, you went straight to get a shower, not a word to Tom. He was confused by your acting, and wanted to confront you, again. But he wanted to check on you. He wanted this night to go smoothly, and then he would ask you.

You came out of the bathroom to be met with the most delicious smell of popcorn. You took a deep breath and exhaled. You put on your oversized hoodie and some shorts and went out. Tom had put on Tangled, your favourite disney movie. You smiled as you saw him make the sofa comfortable for you, big and fluffy cushions along with the most cuddly blankets. There were skittles and chocolate ice-cream, with popcorn and cheetos. "Hey, Love.."

Tom came and kissed your forehead, he took your hands swiftly and lead you to the sofa. You giggled at him being lovey-dovey. "What?"

"Nothing." You said and smiled at him. "No please tell me," You looked at him confusion visible on your face. "Something happened? Didn't it? You're still down." He gestured vaguely. You looked at him with slight smile on your face, you leaned in and kissed his cheek lovingly. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I just didn't like the way you, um.."

You hesitated. Tom sighed and kissed your lips, he deepened at pulled you closer by the waist. Tom pulled back and rested his forehead on yours and sighed. "I'm sorry."

You took his neck in your hands and looked in his warm brown eyes. "Its alright. It just made me upset. Please don't do that again,"

"I won't I promise." He replied back to you and kissed your forehead again. Little did you know that Tom was cooking up a surprise for you.

.....

"Is it ready??" Tom was excited and hella nervous. He wasn't sure whether you'll like it or not. After that night, he understood that laughing at your girlfriend is not a nice thing to do, or as Zendaya said as she swatted him on the head, and I quote, his action was stupid as fuck, and she wished to hit him in the head with a tool that builds up buildings. When she saw Tom's confused face she sighed and swatted him again as she said 'bricks'.

"Would you calm down, dude? Its going to be perfect!" Jacob yelled.

Tom panted as he ran from one place to another. He wanted it to be more than perfect, like you. "Are you going to wear the suit?!"

"I can't find--"

Suddenly the red and blue cloth landed on his face as he halted. He took it off and he saw Zendaya infront of him, with her hands on her waist. "You mess this up, I'm coming for you." Tom put his hands up in surrender. "Um..guys, do any of ya'll own a bullet?" Everyone nodded 'no'. "Any chance an Olive Green Royal Enfield Bullet doesn't belong to Y/n?"

Now was a time to really panic.

"Guys!!! Y-You have to go!"

"Calm down! We're going! Jacob quick!"

Everyone was scurrying off, as Tom looked at them. Panic had flooded his mind, and he was quickly hiding the spiderman suit but failing miserably. But he's got his buddies. "God! Can't you do one thing right?!"

"Harrison!!!!"

"Sorry man! Zendaya's got in my head," He shakes his head, "Good luck man, okay? She loves you."

Tom nodded at him and looked towards the entrance. His heart was doing flips and he just wanted to see you and kiss you, honestly. He ran out to meet you as you were keeping your helmet on your bulllet's handle. You were wearing a classic flannel over one of your white T-backs. "Hey Love!!" You turned your head to look at the idiot you fell in love with.

You honestly didn't know what this was. It was wednesday night. A random evening out somewhere...familiar. It felt kind of familiar. The twists and turns you took to get here felt really familiar. And you think one of the turns you took were so instinctive, like you've been here before. "Hey! Where are we? You said this was a date night! What did you plan, Tom?"

"Woahh, calm down with the questions, Honey. Its a surprise remember?" You groaned. "But you know I don't like surprises!"

"But you like being a part of planning them" Tom teased you. "Because its fun to see the reaction of the person thats receiving the surprise!" You said giddily, as Tom grinned. He kissed your cheek and told you to keep your eyes closed. "You keepin' them closed?"

"Yes! Tom i'm getting impati--"

Tom gently took your hands from your eyes and kissed them as you opened your eyes. The lights lit as you looked at the place, and you gasped as you saw your boyfriend in his spiderman suit as he swung around you with one hand out pointing at the set up he did for you. It was the Spider man : Far From Home set. The sets were up, and you looked around. Everything was perfect. He did this for you.

"T-Tom this i-is, I-I..."

"All for you."

"B-But"

"Shut up and enjoy this." He said quickly and came down as he pulled his mask down. He came towards you and pulled you flushed towards him, and kissed you. He pulled you more closer by the waist, if that's even possible, as he kissed you more deeply and passionately. You slid your hands from his waist to his chest and then up his neck to his curls that you loved so much. You tugged at them harshly as Tom slid his tongue over your lower lip. He growled into your mouth as he held you by waist more possessively and pulled you up. You whimpered slightly as you felt his tongue sliding past your pink lips. "Tom...." You moaned. You both didn't want to pull back, but Tom wanted to go along the plan.

"Don't worry, we're going to continue that back home." He growled into your ear as you blushed and bit your lip.

He took you around the set, swinging as if he was really spiderman, and as if it was really a city. Then he took a sudden turn, and you halted as you ran where he went. "Tom, where did you-Wow."

"Hey, darling."

He came behind you and slid his arms around your waist. The view was beautiful, the moon was shining as you saw the stars sparkling above the buildings. "Isn't this the building where in homecoming you stopped and ate a sandwich?"

"Best sandwiches in New York." He said and you chuckled. "So how are we getting up there, is there a lift here or--"

Suddenly Tom lifted you up as you squealed and screamed. "You ready?" He whispered in your ear. "Ready for what--AHH!!"Tom swung you around, and you held on tight to him as you screamed his ear off and covered your eyes by hiding your face in his neck. "Cmon, Love, enjoy the ride! Open your eyes! Please for me."

You finally opened your eyes but still kept your forehead against his cheek. "Shhh, come on. Look at the view!" You reluctantly pulled back, and then looked upfront. Your breath hitched when you see it, you were feeling the wind in your hair--

"WOAHH----"

"AHH TOM-"

You both crashed down on the roof as you rolled over. You grunted and stood up again. "I thought you were a 'pro' at this, spidey-boy." "Shut up." He said and muttered profanities at Harrison for messing this up. "Ughhh. Anyways, surprise!!"

"What surprise--Wow. You really outdid yourself this time."

"Because I love you."

He came from behind and you kissed him, and then gave him a small, cute peck. You saw the table he'd set, not necessarily, obviously, you knew some way or another Zendaya helped him, but it was beautiful, you loved him for it. The candles were lit on the tablecloth, a red rose in the slim pencil jar. Cute Fairy lights were lit with some photos hung on clips. It was like a dream.

"This is so beautiful." You whispered to him as he led you to the table.

"All for you."

"So, mam what will you like for tonight? Or should I tell you the specials??" Suddenly a really familiar voice came from behind you. You turned your head really fast, and what you saw made you want to laugh your ass off. "Harrison! Sam! What are you doing?"

"No ma'am, we're your waiters for the night. So champagne or wine?"

You looked at Tom and chuckled as you started to shake your head. "Champagne?"

.....

"So ma'am what for desert?"

You turned to see Zendaya. She had her hair tied up in a bun, a suit on and a fake mustache. You laughed and stood up. "Oh look, I have the most handsome waiter ever." Tom raised his eyebrows. "Oh, are we flirting with the waiter now??" He asked cockily. "Well, the waiter is more handsome than you."

"You're looking beautiful, today mam." Zendaya said to you and you just linked your elbows into hers, and grinned. Zendaya bowed as she gave you a rose. You laughed as she winked at you. "Hey! You're stealing my date!" Tom said and you both laughed.

"So, what will you have for desert?"

"I think we will have desert some place else." Tom said suggestively as you blushed. "Shut up, Tom."

"Its okay, bye Y/n."

"Bye Zendaya, thanks for everything." You whispered to her.

"Come on, Love."

.....

"AHHHH--"

"OH MY GOD-"

"Tom, I love you and all. But when we get home, tomorrow morning I'm going to kill you and Harrison!"

"I love you so much. And I'm all yours."

You giggled and kissed him. "All mine."

.....

Happy New Year!!!!!!!!

[tom-holland-parker]

Richkid!Tom x reader x Harrison Part 2

Part 1

Word count: 742

Note: I literally haven’t had the energy to write for so long and when I finally do want to write I break my fucking wrist. So ignoring all the pain that writing this caused, LITERALLY, here is the long awaited part 2 that people wanted. Hope you like it besties

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“Baby, Look what you did to Harrison” Tom gestured to Harrison’s cock. You groaned as you felt Tom’s fingers move to your clit, “Why don’t you go help him out”

“Please” You weren’t sure what you were begging for, maybe it was for Tom to keep touching you or maybe it was for Harrison to fuck your mouth either way you wanted both, “I’ll be a good girl”

“Yeah you will” Tom kissed your temple, removing his fingers from your clit. You whimpered at the loss of his fingers as you opened your eyes to see Harrison walking closer to you, his hand in his pants fisting his cock. You moved to fall to your knees but Tom grabbed your arm, “Lets move to the living room”

You didn't protest, grabbing Harrison by the hand and moving him to the couch, “where do you want me?” You asked as you failed to take your eyes off his hardened cock.

“I want you bouncing on my cock like the perfect slut your daddy makes you out to be” Harrison’s hands moved to your hips as he pulled you closer. Your knees falling to the couch as your hands moved to grip his shoulders. You moaned as Harrison’s hands traveled over your body, not a spot untouched by him. 

A sudden unexpected slap on your ass caused your body to jolt forward. You looked up, eyes meeting Tom as he stood behind you, his hands moved to grab your neck, “be a good girl and do it just like daddy taught you to”

Heat flushed your body as you became filled with the need to please the two best friends. Without a second thought you guide Harrison’s cock to your hungry pussy, desperate for him to stretch you out. “Oh fuck-” Harrison moans as you moved down on him, your pussy so tight and wet.

“You’re so big” You moaned as you felt his hands move to your hips once again to guide your bounces. You leaned back into Tom as you felt his hands pet your hair, “Does that feel good baby?” He asked, already knowing the answer

“So good daddy” Your loud sounds of pleasure filling the room, “So fucking good”

Tom smiled as he looked down at you, his cock becoming hard again at the sight of you riding his best friend. Harrison was on cloud 9 with every single movement you made on his cock, “Fuck y/n just like that” His hand moved to rub your clit, “Such a good girl”

The tight circles being rubbed into your clit were sending you overboard, you gripped toms thigh as you came on Harrison’s cock. ”You can do better than that” Tom’s voice rang in your ears, “give him another one baby”

Tom smiled as your eyes rolled back, unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out, he grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him. No words were exchanged as you already knew what he wanted, you opened up and welcomed his cock with the warmth of your mouth.

The feeling was indescribable, being filled both ways at the same time. You’d spent countless nights getting yourself off to the idea of it but experiencing it was better than whatever your mind came up with.

Harrison’s eyes rolled back as he felt you squirt around him. He came deep inside you, pulling out just to enjoy the sight of his cum dripping out your ruined cunt, making a mess between the both of you.

Tom was relentless while fucking your throat, he was chasing his high and didn’t care how he got it. It didn’t take long before he was cumming in your mouth, if he had one weakness it was your mouth. Pulling out, he smiled as he saw the mess that was your face. Covered in sweat, drool, and now his cum dripping down your chin, there wasn’t a prettier sight.

He brought his fingers to your chin, scooping up the stray cum that didn’t make it to your mouth and put it on your tongue. You closed your eyes, enjoying sucking off the cum from his fingers, “That’s right baby, not a drop goes to waste”

When his fingers left your mouth you pouted. Harrison chuckled at the submissive state that you seemed so comfortable in. “Now get on your knees and clean Harrison up” Tom smiled as he grabbed your throat, “every single drop”

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[spideys-hoe]

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Hey! here is my little corner of the internet :)

I have currently only written for Sam Holland, Tom Holland, Harry Holland, and Harrison Osterfield, but I'm trying to expand! so send in requests of any characters + celebrity's and ill try my best to write for them! 

Harry Holland

Fics

Harry taking photos of you- You find out harry is in love with you when you discover all the sneaky photos he takes of you. 

And they were roommates- Roommate!harry slowly falling for you, basically what it would be like to be roommate with harry  

Sketches- Harry Holland x artists!reader, a moment in time where harry catches you drawing him

The Baby Dilemma- You find out your pregnant with Harrys child, freaking out it takes Harrison to push you to tell him.  

Blubs 

Making out with Harry

Dating harry and meeting the family for the first time 

Sub!Harry *

The boys spanking you *

Roomate!Harry 

The boys dating Australian reader 

Reader being afraid of elevators 

Meeting harry while travelling 

Protective! Dad to be, Harry 

Wedding night* 

Protective! Harry while you sleep 

Moving in together 

Taking a bath together*

Telling him your Bi

Photo competition* 

Pool days 

Baby fever 

Him dating someone from the US

Its bed time* 

Sam Holland 

Fics

Miscommunication- Sam is in love with you, but he thinks your in love with Harry. 

Vampire!Sam x reader *- Steamy sex with vampire Sam, biting kink 

Lonely conversations- While Sam was away you would talk and cuddle with Tessa, when he comes home he finds you there, having a lonely conversation with the dog. 

Bad boy, Good girl *- You have the schools bad boy wrapped around your finger. Sub!Sam 

Sub Bad boy sam *

Blurbs

Roomate!Sam 

Needy sub!Sam

The boys spanking you *

The boys dating Australian reader

Long distance, reunited 

Pool day 

Sub sam! First BJ* 

Best friend!Sam 

Collabe with anon ⚓️ - Sub!Sam, Sam gets cocky in front of his friends, you need to show him whos truly in charge. (this one goes off the rails haha whoops) 

Part one 

Part two 

Part three 

Part four 

Part five 

Part six

Part seven

Part eight 

Part nine 

Part ten 

Part eleven 

Part twelve 

Part thirteen 

Part fourteen 

Part fifteen 

Part sixteen 

Part seventeen 

Part eighteen 

Part nineteen 

Part twenty 

Part twenty one 

Part twenty two

Part twenty three 

Part twenty four 

Tom Holland 

Fics 

-None yet

Blurb

Tom dating a reader with tattoos 

The boys spanking you *

The boys dating Australian reader

Him seeing you in swimmers for the first time 

Pool day 

Mob!Tom

Gang!Tom x innocent reader * 

Jealous! Ex boyfriend Tom

Baking together* 

Harrison Osterfield 

Fics 

-None yet

Blurbs 

Taking care of him when he’s stressed 

Using your safe word *

The boys spanking you *

Dom!Haz *

Waking up next to Harrison 

Sub!Harrison *

The boys dating Australian reader

Late night cuddles 

Movie nights 

Comforting insecure reader 

Dates with Harrison 

Cuddle buddies 

Pool day 

Collab with  ⚓ anon- Dom!Harrison* 

Part one 

Part two 

Part three

Part four 

Part five 

Part six 

Part seven

Part eight 

[pbnjparker]

WHERE’D ALL THE TIME GO? | T. HOLLAND

an: hello!!! first work in a while!! hope you enjoy loves! [homecoming timeline ;p] (angsty af) 

requested: no!

pairing: tom holland x ex!bestfriend!female!reader 

read pt 2 here!

“Y/N when are you coming back home? We’re having guests over for dinner.” Your mom asked, “After my classes Mum. My last one wraps up around 4pm.” You said, “Who’s coming over for dinner?” You asked placing your backpack on the table, “One, how many times do I have to tell you. No bags on the table!” She asked moving your bag onto a chair, “And it’s the Hollands. Their boys are all back in town. Nikki and I thought it would be a great time for our families to reunite.” 

You looked at your mom wide-eyed, “Wait, you’re being serious?” She hummed in response, “So I’m expecting you home around 5pm. Dinner will be ready then.” She smiled, “Mum, I’m not coming home and sitting through and awkward dinner with the Hollands. I’ll be tucked away in my room.” You said grabbing your bag and heading towards the door, “I’m going straight to my room as soon as I get home.” You said, “I’ll see you later Mum!” 

- 

The thought of eating dinner with the Hollands’ was a never-ending nightmare. You just wanted for today to be a normal day and for dinner to go by quick. After a long day of classes and commuting, you were finally home. You spotted two familiar cars your drive-way and sighed, “You can do this Y/N/N. It’s one stupid dinner. It’ll be over soon.” After a quick pep talk; you finally built the courage of walking into your own home. As dumb as that may sound, you weren’t ready to face your past. 

The door shut softly and was immediately engulfed into a tight hug, “Uh hi!” You said unable to make out who was hugging you, “Hi Y/N! We’ve missed you so much!” The voice said. Harry. “Harry! I’ve missed you too!” You giggled, “How have you been? Where’s Sam and Paddy?” You asked letting go of Harry, “In the living room.” He said grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the room, “Y/N/N’s here!” He shouted. 

You looked around the room and saw a smiling Holland family and your sister, “Hi everyone!” You said walking over to hug Nikki and Dom, “We’ve missed you Y/N. The house got rather lonely after you stopped visiting.” Nikki said, “Oh, I got really busy with school. I’m almost done and just wanted to focus even more to get it out of the way.” You smiled, “I promise to be around more. I'm really sorry I never called.” You sighed looking over at Sam and Paddy, “Hey guys! Missed you both.” You said walking over and giving them their respective hugs. “Don’t worry darling. We know you’ve been busy.” Dom said giving you a small smile. 

“Where’d all the time go? You’re so big! You were only 19 when we last saw you. You’ve grown to be such a lovely young lady.” Nikki said bringing you into another hug. “We’ve heard of all the accomplishments you’ve done. With the gymnastics team and school.” Dom said, “We’re very proud of you.” He said giving you yet another small smile. 

“Mum. Mrs. L/N said that dinner was done.”

You froze choosing to not believe who you just heard, “I’m going upstairs to wash up. I’ll be down in a bit.” You said looking down at the floor and heading straight to your room, “Hey Y/N.” Tom said. You looked up and looked at him for a brief second. Not a thing has changed, same mop of brown curls, same uneven eyebrow and same smile. You smiled back, “Hi Tom, glad to see you're back as well.” You said continuing your walk back to your room. 

As soon as you entered your room you felt the need to scream but was afraid that they’d be able to hear you. You couldn’t believe he was back much less believe he even addressed you after two years of no contact. A soft knock and the door cracking open brought you out of your thoughts, “Y/N are you okay?” Your sister asked, “I think I'm going to die.” You breathed out sitting at the edge of your bed, “That bad huh? I was shocked when your name came out of his mouth.” She said taking a seat next to you, “That makes two of us. Uh I came up to tell you that Harrison and Charlotte just got here as well. So I guess be prepared for the unexpected?” She said rubbing your lower back in circles, “Will you send Haz up here? Let mom know I’ll go down in a bit.” She nodded and left back downstairs. 

“Y/N what’s going o-,” You cut Harrison, “I’m literally going to freak the fuck out. Am I supposed to act normal around him like he didn’t cut me off two years ago.” You said, “Just act normal you’re going to be fin-” 

“Hey, I don't mean to interrupt anything that's going on here. Your mum said to head down for dinner.” Tom said, “Uh thanks. We’ll go down in a bit.” Harrison said looking over at you, “Are you guys like a thing caus-” You cut him off, “That’s disgusting that you’d even think that, Tom.” You said rolling your eyes, “Mate, shut up.” Harrison said, “It looks like it. You’re up in her room while we’re all downstairs” 

“Tom shut up.” You said rolling your eyes walking past him. “I’ll be downstairs.” Tom grabbed your wrist in a swift movement, “Can we not act like this during the dinner?” He asked, “Like what?” You asked pulling your wrist away from him, “Like this. Like you hate me and I don’t get it.” He said. 

You laughed and look over to Harrison, “Is he being serious right now?” You asked, “Mate, she does hate you.” Harrison said, “You ignored her for two years. I think she deserves to hate you.” He laughed, “Really? Just cause I didn’t keep in touch? You’re acting like a kid.” He said rolling his eyes at you, “Piss off Tom, Let’s go Haz.” You said walking over to the door, “And for your information you're the reason this relationship is dead.”

[poguesholland]

Tom x fem!reader where Tom post the photo of him and Zendaya and they arent public and reader is feeling insecure seeing everyone ship them and thinking it’s confirmed especially with the call me and z calling him and maybe some angst like a fight Bc Tom doesn’t think it’s a big deal and reader gets frustrated and HHarrison or JUST one of his friends or brothers has to explain why she mad and it ends in fluff

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“Y/N, did you wish Zendaya a happy birthday yet?” Tom speaks up through a mouthful of cereal, his phone in the hand that wasn’t holding his spoon. He was seated at the kitchen island while you put away some dishes. “Oh! I totally forgot! I’ll text her right after I’m done, did you?” You reply, rubbing your forehead in disappointment as to how you could forget. “Yes, and not to brag, but I posted what soon seems to be my most liked post” He jokes and you laugh, shaking your head because of Tom’s childish antics.

Once you were done with the dishes, you texted Zendaya wishing her a happy birthday to which she replied and thanked you profusely. You opened instagram, checking Tom’s ‘most liked post’ out of curiosity. It was a mirror picture of Tom and Zendaya where Tom had his ‘serious’ face on as he wore the Spider-man suit while Zendaya rests her head on his shoulder.

The caption said ‘My MJ, have the happiest of birthdays. Gimmie a call when your up xxx’ and Zendaya replied by commenting ‘Calling now♥️’. You weren’t the jealous type but as you scrolled through the comments of Tom’s post, you felt an ache your heart for some reason.

“Did they just confirm it?”

“Does that mean Y/N’s gone already?”

“He should be with Zendaya not that other bitch”

“Omg ‘My MJ’ I cant”

Obviously, you were aware that everyone shipped Tom and Zendaya. So when Tom and you announced that you were dating, the amount of hate you got was unbelievable. It took a toll on your mental health and Tom could see that. But eventually, the hate was less and less, until now.

You loved Zendaya. But you didn’t understand why Tom would caption a post so intimate with an even more intimate caption. It would only make people hate on you more and think that Tom left you for Z. It’s not his fault but he could have been more considerate of your feelings or how this would impact you.

Tom walks into your bedroom to see you sitting on the bed, scrolling through your phone as silent tears spilled down your cheeks. “Guess what- Hey, hey, hey. What happened? What’s the matter, Darling?” Tom rushed to your side, immediately feeling worried that anything might have happened to you. He sat on the floor next to the bed, taking a hand of yours in his.

You sniffle, quickly wiping your tears away as you try to hide your phone screen. “I’m fine, S’nothing”. Tom notices your phone and looks at it before looking at you. “No you’re not fine, there’s something that obviously made you cry and I hate seeing you upset, my love”.

“Tom it’s fine, just drop it” You huff before accidentally dropping your phone on the floor. You rush to pick it up but you were too late as Tom picks it up, to see that you were scrolling through the comments of his post. “Tom! Give it back!” You yell in frustration but Tom gets up, scrolling through your phone as he ignored you. He looks up to meet your eyes, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion as he sits on the foot of the bed next to you.

“Y/N, are you jealous because of the post?” Tom asks, sounding like he couldn’t believe the audacity. “No” You responded quietly but Tom raises his eyebrows and you let out a huff of air. “I don’t feel like talking right now” You let out, voice cracking. Whenever things began to get intense in a conversation or fight between you and Tom, one of you would sometimes press pause on the whole thing until you were calm enough to have this conversation later. That was what you were trying to do but evidently, Tom wasn’t having it.

“Are you jealous?” He repeats, phone still clutched tightly in his hand. He couldn’t believe how after all this time you were jealous of his friendship with Zendaya, his best friend. You bite your lip to suppress your cries, sniffling quietly as if to tell him to stop. “You have got to be fuckin’ with me, Y/N” You hear him say and you look at him, not expecting that.

He shakes his head in frustration and you look at him in disbelief, “Excuse me?”. “Are you seriously crying over this?”. This was so unlike Tom, this was never how one of the both of you reacted to seeing the other upset. You stay quiet, not wanting this to blow up more than it would if you replied. “No answer me, are you actually crying over this?” Tom pushed, speaking as if he were mocking how silly you were to be upset.

That was the last straw for you. “What the hell is wrong with you!” You burst, snatching your phone from his grip. “Yes, I’m fucking crying over this because have you seen the comments? Have you seen what people are saying about me, how much they’re hating on me? Not to mention that you were practically feeding it with you ‘Call me when you’re up’, what the hell Tom?” Your voice falters in the last few words you spoke as you yell at your boyfriend.

“Feeding it? Have you gone crazy? Now I’m not allowed to tell my friends to call me on their birthdays?” Tom shouts in frustration as you shake your head. “Don’t make it seem like I’m just this jealous girlfriend Tom, it’s not about someone calling you on their birthday and you know it” You lower your voice. He wasn’t about to turn this around and make you look fucking paranoid.

Tom gets up from the bed, running his hands through his hair as he lets out a deep breath. “I cant do this right now, honestly. I don’t know if you’re getting your period or you’re just looking to pick a fight but this is crazy” Tom speaks lowly, not even looking at you. You get up from the bed and he turns to meet your gaze, and you see that he really believed what he was saying.

“You’re a dick” You speak up and Tom looks shocked at the sentence that leaves your mouth. You don’t even grab your phone before you’re leaving your shared room, putting on your shoes and taking your car keys then leaving your apartment with a slam of the door. Once you’re in the car, you immediately drive off and try to hold back your tears.

Finding yourself driving to Harrison’s apartment, you park outside then knock on the door. Harrison open and a confused look takes over his face at the sight of your puffy one. “Y/N? Are you okay? What’s going on? Come in, it’s freezing outside, what the hell are you doing wearing a short-sleeve in this-” He rambles but as soon as you step in, you muffle a sob into the palm of your hand and Harrison shuts up.

“Oh god, c’mere” He ushers and pulls you into his embrace as you cry into his chest. “I’ll call Tom-”. You immediately pull away with tear streaked cheeks, “No, please don’t, please Haz, I don’t wanna see him please” You beg and he nods then shushing you to calm you down. Somehow, between your cries, you tell Harrison what happened after he asks you and he shakes his head. “What the hell did you do, Tom?” Harrison mumbles to himself as you’re brought back against his chest and crying once more.

After you’re too tired to cry any more, Harrison leads you to the guest room and gives you some blankets. He goes to make you some tea and some biscuits to snack on, then brings them to you in bed. “C’mon just drink up and eat a bite of something then rest for a bit” He speaks up and you nod, not having the energy to do anything else. “Thank you” You let out as he reaches the door, and he nods.

You drink the tea and eat some biscuits before you feel yourself beginning to doze off, and so you let yourself rest. Only to wake up to the sound of Harrison yelling on the phone. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Your girlfriend is fucking crying her eyes out here, mate!” and you immediately notice that he’s talking to Tom.

“Haz, I don’t know what to do. I got so mad but I just don’t understand why she was so upset” You hear Tom on the phone and your heart physically hurt. “It’s because she’s spent half of this relationship dealing with the bullshit that people say to her, the hate, the comparisons and the rumors. It’s not about Zendaya, it’s about the fact that you didn’t have to say that in front of the whole internet so they’d assume you had broken up. Check the comments Tom, they’re fucking horrible, the poor girl can’t take all of this along with you calling her a jealous girlfriend.”

Getting up from the bed, you wash your face in the bathroom before noticing that it was now 8pm. You had napped for almost 5 hours. That was a long nap. You open the door and walk towards the living room, Harrison quieting down once he saw you. “I have to go all right? You gotta wise up man” He huffs before ending the call. You don’t ask if it was Tom because both of you already know that you know it’s him.

“Look who’s finally awake” Harrison jokes and you let out a small smile. You got to make some coffee for yourself and Harrison doesn’t speak, unsure if you’re in the mood to talk. You pour the coffee into the mug before turning around to face him, the quiet almost driving you crazy. “Did you bring your phone?” Harrison asks and you shake your head. “Do you wanna watch something on Netflix?” He asks and you nod, both of you heading to the couch.

Harrison puts on ‘How to lose a guy in 10 days’ as per your request and you bury yourself in blankets. Halfway through the movie, the doorbell rings and Harrison gets up to see who’s at the door. You don’t hear anything except for the door shutting and a hushed conversation between Harrison and the mystery guest.

Footsteps towards the living room are heard before your eyes meet his. Tom. He looked like he’d been crying, face puffed up and hair all over the place probably from running his hands through it one too many times. But he looked nothing compared to how hurt you looked. Your eyes were bloodshot and complexion was so pale compared to how you normally glowed. Once he sees the state you’re in, his shoulders slump and he feels the guilt seeping into his chest knowing he made you like this.

Harrison walks in and sees the two of you holding your gazes, patting Tom on his shoulder before leaving into his room to give you two some privacy. “I was worried sick about you, you left your phone and disappeared for 5 hours” Tom let’s out quietly. You don’t respond. He walks closer to the sofa and takes a seat next to you, almost wincing at how you pulled your legs closer to your body. He looks at his feet, trying to compose himself before his eyes meet yours once again.

“I am so sorry” Tom breaths out, the tears building up in your eyes. “I was a dick. I shouldn’t have called you jealous or tried to make you feel bad about feeling upset. God, I didn’t even think to listen and I- I have no excuse. I am so sorry, Darling.” You see tears fighting to escape his eyes too while his voice sounds broken. “I didn’t think about what you were going through, how much hate you had to deal with all on your own. I should’ve been there for you, instead I got mad at you and I’m sorry, I am so sorry” He repeats for the third time, voice cracking. He had no better way of saying it, he really was sorry.

Tears escape your eyes as you avoid his gaze, taking in everything he said. Tom’s hands reach to wrap around your hands and you want to give in to his touch, but you don’t know what to think. “You called me crazy for being upset” You quietly let out, interrupting the silence. Tom feels a rush of hurt fill his chest at the sound of your broken voice. His thumb rubs circles on your hand and you try not to feel comforted by it, but you do.

“I fucked up, I know it, I fucked up really badly. I’m sorry I didn’t try to listen, I’m sorry I got mad, I’m sorry I wasn’t more understanding and I’m sorry I let you leave.” He apologizes profusely, moving closer to you as you finally turn to face him. “I promise it won’t happen again, I’ll listen like I should have, I’ll be better but please I- I cant lose you Y/N. I love you so much and I’m so sorry” He repeats again and again, a few tears escaping his eyes.

You nod lightly and Tom sighs, “C’mere Darling”. He pulls you into his lap, arms wrapping around his neck tightly as you buried your head in his neck, his arms wrapping around your waist. His hand rubs your back to try and calm you down. “I love you so much, yeah?” He breathes into your hair and you nod lightly, “I love you too”. He kisses the back of your ear before you pull away to rest your forehead against his.

So many unspoken words are understood when you both look into each other’s eyes, knowing that Tom was really sorry and that he meant what he said. He leans in to leave a light kiss on your lips and you kiss him back. “Sorry I called you a dick” You say and Tom chuckles. “S’All right, love, kinda agreed with you then” and you smile lightly, hugging him once more.

[mrs-hollandstan]

Dad Tom and dad Harrison finding out their kids are dating each other

Lmaoooo

"So… what did he ask you?" Tom asks Harrison, rubbing the back of his neck. He's afraid his best friend will tell him Carver asked him about sex. But he can let out a breath when Tom speaks, 

"He asked me about… what women like when they're… on their period. He assumes she's about to start because she's snippy." 

"Well that tells me they haven't been together long." Tom quickly implies. The blonde nods, 

"I don't think so either." 

"Well… Ryan has plans for Friday, and I'm assuming they're with him, so we should follow them."

"Tom-"

"Harrison, your son is dating my baby girl. This is her first boyfriend to my knowledge and it scares the hell out of me." 

"Like I haven't raised him well?" Harrison poses. There's no denying the hurt in his face. Tom sighs, 

"It's not that. She… I was just holding her as a newborn a few days ago it seems and… now she's old enough to date and she… is. Of course I'm grateful its Carver. I know he'd never hurt her but… it's just surreal." Tom admits. Harrison stares at him for a moment and then nods, 

"I get it. I'm dreading the day Gemma starts dating." He defends. Tom nods,

"You'll never be ready mate." Harrison returns the nod and the two dads stand staring at each other for a moment before Harrison clears his throat, 

"So… pizza?"

Friday night comes all too fast for both men. Harrison was able to talk Carver into conspicuously revealing where he was taking Ryan, and Tom was able to secure a darker table for the two of them. They're there before the door opens and in walk two kids Tom has watched grow up, and partaken in raising. Ryan glances over her shoulder and smiles at Carver, eyes glossy in infatuation. Carver's golden hair is wild and he runs his hand through it again as they approach the maitrê d and he offers his name,

"God she looks like her mum." Tom murmurs, watching his daughter lean against her boyfriend. The simple red dress accentuates her olive colored skin, and her hair, long and deep brown is curled towards the ends, hazel eyes sparkling in the candle light. Harrison hums,

"Can't believe how much he looks like me." 

"To be fair, Ry's always gotten blushy around you. This is the most reasonable way of… expressing her attraction to you without making it weird." Tom murmurs. Harrison chuckles, watching the two teens follow along to their table. 

Not much happens. Ryan implores Carver to switch sides of the booth to sit beside her after holding his hand across the table for a while. He squeezes in beside her, leaning in to kiss her cheek. Tom and Harrison watch him tell her jokes and her giggle, leaning into him, sharing her food (and stealing some of his). Tom's heart skips a beat as he watches them, 

"Dunno that I've seen her this happy before." He murmurs. Harrison hums, 

"Him either. They're… really in love ay?" Tom nods, 

"Yeah. I was… gonna bully her a little about him the night we found out but… I didn't have the heart and I'm glad I didn't. They're actually really perfect together." Harrison nods. 

"She's a beautiful girl and… he doesn't care about anything but his bed so… that's at least something." Harrison murmurs. Tom hums, 

"Well I sure hope he cares." Harrison smiles, watching his son drape his arm across Ryan's shoulders, kissing her cheek. 

By the time both the kids, and the fathers are done with food, and both parties have paid, Tom's heart is pounding at confronting his daughter, even though it isn't really a bad thing, unless she's pissed he's been spying (assuming she finds out). Tom and Harrison wait a few minutes before making their exit, following the sidewalk to Carver's car, which Harrison pointed out on the way in. When they round the corner, Tom's heart skips another beat as he watches Carver lean over Ryan, his lips pressed firmly to hers, fingers holding her chin steady. Ryan clings to the shirt at his back until Harrison speaks up, 

"Well hey guys." He says like they haven't been watching their kids all night, but as if they've just run into them. 

Carver's light eyes widen a little when he pulls away from Ryan and Tom smiles, 

"Kinda wish I hadn't seen that." 

"Dad… Tom…" The younger boy starts. Harrison waves it off, 

"It's fine. Hi Ryan." Tom's little girl shies away a little, 

"Hi." She glances at her father, "Were you guys… watching us?" She asks Tom. He smiles, looking to Harrison who returns the smile, 

"Course not. We were just at the bar." He lies. Ryan looks between her dad and her godfather/unbiological uncle. Tom hums before he's reaching out and patting Carver on the shoulder, 

"But just know I'm always watching and I don't care who your dad is." 

"Dad!" Ryan howls. Harrison chuckles before Tom rubs the younger boy’s shoulder, "And remember to ask for my permission when you wanna marry her." He murmurs. Carver's widened eyes don't diminish as he nods,

"Course." Tom nods, looking to Ryan, 

"Need a ride home or are you guys staying together?" He asks. Ryan glances up at Carver who looks down at her. She glances at her father again, 

"I'm gonna stay with him a while longer." She murmurs. Tom nods, glancing up at Carver, 

"Curfew is still eleven. Not a minute later." Carver nods, his eyebrows set in a line,

"Course." Tom nods,

"Alright… be good, and have fun darling." Tom tells Ryan who smiles as he leans in to kiss her cheek and hug her. She hugs back, 

"Thanks dad." Tom nods,

"You're welcome." Releasing her, the two dads watch their kids trot off together, hand in hand, wondering when they blinked and their kids grew up.

[mehphoobia]

FERAL Chapter 1 - You only, for him.

Pairing- Tom Holland! dragon x Reader! human

Warnings:- Language

Summary:-The only thing he could hear in his head, when he first smelt you and every day for the next whole month was, “MINE, YOU’RE MINE.”

MASTERLIST | REQUESTS OPEN | SERIES MASTERLIST

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"WHAT!?"

Brian's white satin shirt was almost stained with a nice coffee stain which you almost choked out upon the question. What a morning. Outstanding.

"Yep, we're a little short on hands after Amelia's leave so" he left the sentence incomplete for you to understand it but soon continued in his defense, "the position can not be offered to just anyone even if its for a couple of days so ple-"

"what makes me so special?" you interrogated in hopes if you could get some answers as to why do you always get so weak in your knees and heart when you even go closer to the lift let alone the the 10th floor.

"Well Amelia wouldn't just anyone with her job as I said even if its for a couple of days." Brian said.

Of course. Honestly Brian would have never guessed he'd have to convince someone for that position that desperately. His thoughts were interrupted when you said,

"Yes, I'll do it"

The alarm clock had its own concert in the morning, but it stopped after being slapped to the ground. "Good riddance" you thought. Your back curled as you tried to wake up and sat on your bed staring at the wall. What a normal morning. ha! you wish.

After freshening up and taking a bath you moved to the dressing table for your skin care routine. Not long after you were done and raced towards the kitchen to see Olivia munching her cereal.

"You'll get sick you know, do you realize how much sugar it has?" you said on passing her by and patting her head. "Not everyone can cook like you, you know especially not in the morning ahhhh why can't it be night every time."

"Then how will the sun shine?" you passed her toast and juice to fill her up with actual food. She whined but enjoyed the meal nevertheless. Olivia never had such care taken of her. Your mom sending her bath bombs and your dad sending you guys food which would last you for seven generations. She never spoke much about her past and the long scar on her left hand all the way to her shoulders never gave you the guts to ask about it. But if you ever had a sibling, its nice to look at how she would have looked and how you guys would've been together.

You smiled at her childish grin while she ate, so cute. The morning went by peacefully until you met Brian in the café while waiting for yours's and Amelia's coffee. He told you she had taken a month long leave and dropped the bomb.

The fact that Brian found you trustworthy enough after meeting you for the first time was amazing and something you never guessed. But that pull you keep feeling someone you never knew will keep distracting you from your work and you couldn't have it. Do your work well or don't do it all; that was your moto.

So you agreed. Still hesitant but you did.

"Hello?" you asked on the phone.

"Yes, Y/N." you were lucky she answered. "Um Hi, are you okay? How are you?" Amelia wasn't one of those people who would take leaves for no good reason.

"Yeah I'm okay. I'm sorry I couldn't call you, I was just a little....occupied" the last part was stretched out.

"Oh okay its alright, but may I ask you something?" you were little embarrassed with your question. "Why you? Why are you covering for me? that's what you wanna ask right?" she guessed your question long before you could even ask.

"Look Y/N, I am usually never wrong about anyone let alone their personality so don't worry. Take up this chance well and prove yourself. Also we couldn't trust anyone enough" she was smiling on the other side of the call.

"than- wait a minute 'we'?" your eyebrows scrunched in doubt. You heard a couple of people quarreling and a few face palms. "Yeah me and Brian kiddo" she spoke in hurry.

yeah of course duh!

"Well thanks Amelia, I won't keep you long now. Bye" you concluded. "Good night"

"We were almost made out huh?" Brian spoke after a long deliberation and wait. "Yeah no shit, dumbfuck" Amelia threw a cushion at him.

They both chuckled.

"We'll have to be careful though" Tom said, alert on caution. "Yeah we can't have your mate run away now can we?" Amelia joked accompanied with Brian's laughter.

"Yeah no shit, dumb bitch. You almost scared her off the first day itself." Tom back answered. "You said intimidating" she grunted.

All three of them started to throw cushions at each other.

"Oh by the way, the council called." Brian informed.

"About the WIND? They have been meddling a lot haven't they?" Tom enquired. "Yeah, but they're taken care of, don't worry. I'll keep them in check" Amelia smirked.

"We know you will." Brian and Tom spoke together.

The three of them have been together and best of friends since they could remember. The council realized the importance of Amelia's and Brian's in Tom that he was supposed to be the next clan leader. Any disturbances were taken care of even before they were bought up in front of the council.

No one dared to challenge the alpha.

He was the leader even before he was crowned, for the people. When he said something, every one listened and followed.

But the only person, who could get him on his knees and make him go feral was you.

You wouldn't be able to concentrate in your work and he wouldn't be able to stop himself from going near you. Staying away was his only concern. He couldn't make himself being seen, not at least till you were safe.

After talking to Amelia, comfort and sleep took you in. You slept peacefully waiting for tomorrow and Tom slept thinking about you and how he had to keep you safe.

The two of you slept peacefully unknown of the mysteries and plans the rival clan, THE WIND was cooking up. But all that mattered right now was you

You only, for him.

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A/N- Hey guys, chapter 1's up and running. Hope you like it. Let me know what you guys think about it.

Chapter 2 teaser would be up probably today or tomorrow. So stay tuned.

Love yourself...no matter what 🤍🤍