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damiansgoodgirll · 2 months ago

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this is an odd request so i understand if you don’t want to write it 🩷 but i was thinking what about reader having a night out or movie night with rhea damian and jey and rhea and jey going to sleep together (iykyk) and damian and reader realised that they were doing the deeds as they were sat in the living room and like make their reaction as funny and disgusted as they were 😂 reader being young and platonic would be even funnier as damian acting like a desperate father trying to distract reader from the noise upstairs 😂😂😂

terror twins x reader (platonic) / jey uso x reader (platonic) / rhea x jey

likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated!!

‼️mention of sex, mention of smut, angry damian, general fluff

untraditional movie night

what started as a simple movie night at rhea ended up being the most awkward night of your life. things between rhea and jey were going good, you knew it, you saw it. from the way jey tagged along with you and the terror twins, from the way rhea asked you if she could bring jey everytime you had a dinner night at your house. you honestly didn’t mind, she was happy and after what happened between her and dominik, she deserved to be happy.

so, now, you and damian were laying together on one of rhea’s big comfy couches as she and jey were laying on the other one.

you were falling asleep as horror movies always tired you out. you weren’t a fan and rhea knew it but it was her house, her rules so movie night turned out to be horror night for that week.

next week they would be at your place and you knew you were going to get revenge on her, knowing that she hated musicals, you already knew three or four movies that you were going to show them.

as your eyes closed, damian saw that you were falling asleep so he gently laid your head on his shoulder so you wouldn’t feel uncomfortable.

he covered you a little with the blanket and continued to watch the movie.

about twenty minutes later, rhea yawned, catching damian’s attention.

“you tired mama?” jey asked to the dark haired woman next to him. she simply nodded “do you wanna go to bed?”

“please…” she yawned again.

“let’s go…” jey helped a tired rhea standing up. damian smiled seeing the way rhea was being taken care of. with such tenderness and grace, love and respect, that he was glad it was over between rhea and dom “damian, you can stay here if you want and finish the movie” jey spoke to damian.

“yeah absolutely. you know where the guest room is if you’re too tired…mi casa es tu casa” rhea tiredly said to damian.

he chuckled “thank you…i’ll finish the movie and then i’ll take princess y/n to bed” he joked seeing how fast it took you to fall asleep “goodnight guys” he smiled, waving at the couple.

they waved goodnight back and moved their way upstairs, where the master bedroom was.

40 minutes later and damian finished the movie but he wasn’t tired. he wasn’t even in the mood to start a new movie but he definitely wasn’t tired. so he started looking for something fun and entertaining to watch and he landed over the big bang theory. he probably saw it fifty times as it was one of your favourite tv shows but he didn’t mind. as soon as you heard the title rolling, you woke up. lifting your head from damian shoulder, you wiped your eyes and took a minute to reconnect with the ambiance you were in.

damian chuckled “do you have a radar or something?” he said referring to the moment you woke up when you heard the big bang theory song playing on tv.

“maybe…” you were still tired but definitely interested in whatever episode damian was watching.

as you two watched episode after episode, a strange noise came from outside - or so you thought.

at first you thought that it was someone of rhea’s neighbours, or some animals outside but the noise progressed, as if something was hitting the wall.

“what the…what is this noise?” you looked up at the window trying to see if there was something going on outside but everything was calm and quiet.

“i have no idea” damian looked at the window too. but then you both heard it, moans, coming from upstairs and not outside.

there was a moment of silence between the two of you. your face was in-between being shocked and disgusted, damian was just disgusted.

“tell me it’s not what i think…” you joked making damian close his eyes and take a deep breath.

“those fucking animals…” he growled. you couldn’t contain your laugh anymore and you bursted out laughing “it’s not funny y/n…they have guests here…don’t you have a little dignity?” he screamed, thinking they could hear him but he was so wrong. in the meantime you couldn’t stop laughing.

“this is hilarious” you laughed.

“no it’s not…what are they? fucking horny teenagers?” damian was mad.

you thought they would be finished soon. but they kept going, almost forty minutes later the noises stopped “finally…” you breathed.

you and damian shared a look. when the noise stopped you both relaxed against the couch, watching the episodes playing on the tv as the rain started falling down. everything seemed back to normality. damian moved the blanket so he could cover the both of you and when you tried to relax against his shoulder, you heard it again.

noises, moans coming from jey this time.

“no fucking way” damian murmured. you hid your head between his shoulders and the pillows behind you. your laughters could be heard through the walls of the house “don’t laugh y/n…you shouldn’t be hearing this things” you knew damian was very protective of you but you weren’t a kid anymore and it wasn’t like you’ve never had sex.

“let them have fun…” you tried to calm him down but he was pissed.

“two adults. two freaking grown adults, not teenagers. couldn’t they keep it in their pants for one more night? wasn’t rhea tired?” damian was like a desperate father with fifteen kids, always trying to keep the group together and grounding you in case you all needed it.

you laughed, smiling at damian’s reaction “damian calm down…please”

“stop laughing” his deep voice only made you laugh harder “kid…” he sounded annoyed but deep down you knew he could never be annoyed at you.

“is he calling her mami?” you tried to focus on what jey was saying to rhea but his moans were low so you couldn’t really understand.

“i don’t know. i don’t care. i don’t want to know…” he said grabbing the remote and putting the volume higher.

“she definitely called him papi earlier…”

“y/n please! go back to sleep…” he sounded desperate and you loved teasing him like that.

“oh i’m definitely gonna tease the both of them tomorrow…” you already knew that both rhea and jey would be so embarrassed by the idea of you hearing them but you couldn’t care less.

“how long is this gonna take…” damian raised his look up to the white ceiling and pretended to look everywhere to distract himself.

“he gotta be pretty good if they keep going…” you whispered but damian heard you and he was clearly disappointed by what you just said.

“really?”

“i’m guys saying…”

“no y/n, please don’t say anything” he growled. you tried to keep your mouth shut but you couldn’t stop laughing, not when rhea kept calling jey ‘papi’. you tried to focus on the show playing on tv but the whole rhea and jey routine was hilarious to you and annoying for damian.

it took four full episodes of the big bang theory for them to bed done, without counting the hour prior. when you found peace you fell asleep back on damian shoulder, letting the rain be your lullaby. damian spent the night watching tv, not getting much sleep as he was still shocked at the events of the night.

around seven in the morning he woke up and made some coffee - he much needed it. almost twenty minutes later the delicious aroma of coffee mixed with pancakes and bacon woke you up. you felt your stomach growling and you followed the perfume to the kitchen where you were met with a grumpy damian.

“not a word…” he whispered when he saw your little smirk.

you nodded, not hiding your smile and you poured yourself a cup of coffee.

rhea and jey met you in the kitchen about thirty minutes later and they both had the biggest smiles on their faces.

“good morning” jey smiled at the both of you. you returned his smile while damian ate more pancakes to avoid any weird conversation.

“did you sleep good?” rhea asked waiting for you to answer.

“uhm…yeah, you?” you were so in for teasing her.

“we did thank you…” she smiled as she sat next to damian.

“i can imagine that…” damian mumbled making rhea and jey look at each others.

“oh jey, right there…” you teased her, trying to replicate her voice. laughs filled the kitchen when you saw rhea’s cheeks getting redder and redder.

“you guys didn’t hear us, right?” rhea asked a little embarrassed.

“we heard everything, mami…” you teased her once more before damian shot you with a death stare, just like an angry father.

“oh god…” jey was embarrassed but not as much as rhea was.

“i guess you had fun…” you winked at her.

they were both speechless, trying to find words but couldn’t find none.

you were sure it was going to be an interesting morning with an angry damian and an embarrassed couple.

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pyramid-of-starrs · 1 year ago

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Don't Be a Sweat

Pairing: Gamer Yunho x Gamer Fem Reader

Genre: Smut & Fluff

Warnings: Sub Yunho, dom reader, fem reader and parts but no fem names, cum eating, exhibitionism, fingering, oral sex (fem receiving), unprotected sex (stay safe pls), cursing, if its anything I missed pls let me know.

Word count: 4.8K (one day I'll get past 4k lol)

A/N: First sub Fic, I think I did an okay job but let me know if you like it!

Minors dni

Smut under the cut

The door to your best friend’s room opens and you and her walk into it, you both plop down on her bed tired from a long day of socializing. You both decided to do attend a "group date" that the designated match maker of your friend group set up. 3 hours of karaoke with the lamest guys you think you've ever met it was so dreadful and boring, you would have much rather been home streaming yourself playing overwatch or the new PSN free games of the month.

"I know what you're thinking Y/N." Your best friend turned to you and said,

"And what am I think little Ms. Mind reader."

"You're thinking "God those guys sucked I bet they couldn't even beat me in a 1v1 on Minecraft." or something like that." you both laughed.

"Good effort but you can't 1v1 on Minecraft there is no fighting on it, Minecraft is-"

"Ah- spare me the nerdy details I hear enough gamer bullshit with my brother. Anyway, what the hell was she thinking setting us up with that pack of losers of the year." She laughs and shakes her head.

"Oh god did you hear the one ranting about all women wanting money." you joined her in her laughing.

"If you're gonna ask me my income you're gonna need to cook and clean blah blah blah go live in the fucking 50s then! Oh, and the one that hounded you when you told him that you're a streamer."

"I bet I could beat you at this! I bet you've never heard of this! Like gag me, literally."

You two started laughing louder at your impressions of the men, they truly were just that pathetic, but to you, every man was.

Being a streamer, you run into your fair share of overly misogynistic incels that hate you just because you like games and have a vagina but in reality they would crumble at your feet if they ever saw you. Hot women that play games make men angry for some reason and you wanted nothing more than to break them down . Beating them after they whine about how you're a terrible and only popular because you're pretty, always made you smile. It was kind of a sick enjoyment you got out of beating them but who care, sweats get no sympathy from you.

Speaking of sweats as you and your best friend were enjoying having a laugh you suddenly heard loud knocking on the door. Your best friend rolled her eyes.

"Ugh What!" she knew exactly who it was.

The bedroom door swung open and in walked your best friends twin brother Yunho. Yunho was also a gamer like you, very tall and handsome but you two have never seen eye to eye. Ever since the day you became friends with BF/N Yunho terrorize you. Calling you names, embarrassing you in front of guys, making fun of your hair and outfits and just being an all-around bully. Eventually feelings became mutual, and you only put yourself around him to hang out with your friend but other then that you and Yunho couldn’t even have a conversation with out arguing.

“Can you guys shut the fuck up already? I’m trying to play squads with the guys, and they can barely hear me over you two.”

“Yeah, yeah whatever they will live.” Your best friend said while trying to wave her brother off.

You let out another giggle “You guys can barely shoot straight I’m sure we aren’t the reason you guys are losing, y’all just suck.”

You and BF/N started laughing together again as she slapped your shoulder.

“Ohhh Y/N maybe we should invite Yunhos friends over they are actually kinda hot and a few game like you, you’ll really like the really hot one uhm what’s his name- oh San!”

“Ooouuu, he sounds sexy, maybe we should invite them over.”

“As fucking if, my friends would never date a chick like Y/N.” Yunho rolled his eyes.

“And what the hell kinda chick am I Yunho.” You folded your arms and tilted your head ready to pop off at him.

“The kinda chick who can’t keep a guy even if he was locked in her basement because no one wants her ugly ass.”

“Now I’m ugly? Well, who dyed their hair Blonde just to get a girl that ended up fucking everyone BUT you.”

His ears and face turned red in embarrassment.

“Sis, you told her about that?”

“Yuyu, I had too, I wanted her to feel bad so you guys could talk, and you could finally tell her you like her.”

Boy if his face wasn’t red then it sure was red now, he even tried wiping the embarrassment off.

“What !? As if I would like some girl that spends all her time gaming and talking shit online like a fucking loser. I’d never date someone like her!”

“Good cause it’ll never fucking happen, maybe I should do what BF/N said and fuck your friend just to piss you off!” You stood up at this point, who the hell does he think he is calling you a loser.

“Fuck you Y/N!” He yelled before walking out and slamming the door, thank God Yunho and BF/N moved out and into their shared apartment so their parents didn’t hear the argument.

You plopped back down on the bed.

“God what the fuck is his problem? It’s like he hates my guts for no reason.”

“It’s just like I said Y/N, the boy likes you.” She yawned and stood up to change into her sleeping clothes.

“What? BF/N be serious here.”

She finished getting ready for bed and you got up to change into the shorts and shirt you brought with you to spend the night.

“I am being serious; he’s always liked you that’s why he’s mean to you.”

She got up and turned off the lights and got under the covers, you did too, you two faced each other.

“If you don’t believe me, ask him yourself tomorrow, good night, Y/N.”

“…night.”

You two eventually drifted off to sleep but your mind was still racing, did Yunho really like you? Isn’t that “boy is mean to the girl he likes” trope only in moves and poorly written fan fics? (Girl I’m trying my best)

Around 2am you were woken up by Yunho yelling, he was most likely playing the game with his friend, you could hear him faintly saying “Bro get him” and “Fuck” in the next room. You were going to go back to sleep but decided to see if what your friend said was true because it was slowly eating you up. You got up and walked to the room next door and knocked on his door. You could hear him telling his friends he would be back and then he opened the door. He had on random graphic tee and some grey sweatpants; fuck why does it have to be grey sweatpants. His room was nice, the lights were out but the LED strips around his bed still lit up the room.

“Oh, its you, what do you want?”

“Um, well can I talk to you for a second?”

“I mean I guess…” he walked back over to the gaming chair that was stationed in front of his TV and sat back down.

You decided to sit on his bed on the edge facing the TV and there was a brief awkward silence before he broke it.

“You came to my room just to sit here and stare?”

“No…um…”

“Spit it out dude God, what’s your problem why can’t you be normal?”

Even with you trying to talk to him he just pisses you off.

“I heard you got the new street fighter game, lets play it.”

“What ?”

“Yea let play, loser has to do whatever the winner says.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you, no I’m going back to playing with my friends.” He picked up his controller and put his headset back on. You just couldn’t understand why Yunho was so mean to you, what you ever did or why he just woke up and chose to treat you this badly. If what your friend said was true then you needed to find out, tonight! While Yunho continued to play with his friends you took matters into your own hands and snatched his headset and controller.

“What are you-“

“Sorry, Yunho is busy he’ll get back on later.” You said directly into the mic then quit his game mid match.

“Y/N What the fuck is your deal?”

“Shut up.”

He sat quietly while you started up the street fighter game, you tossed him back his controller and grabbed the unoccupied one and turned it on.

“Now like I said, loser has to do what ever the winner says got it?”

“…fine”

“Good.”

You two selected your characters and the match started, 3 rounds, unlimited time. You and Yunho played while making random grunting sounds and shouting one worded taunt but even he couldn’t match up to your acute game skill. The match ended with you as the winner, and you raised your hands in victory.

“That was such BS.”

“Don’t be a sore loser YuYu.”

“Don’t call me that! I’m not a kid any more Y/N.”

“Whatever, since I won you have to do whatever I say now.”

“What do you want me to do.”

“Hmm…for now you have to sit next to me on the bed.” You said in a slightly shaky voice.

He arched his eyebrow but chose not to question it getting up from his gaming chair and sitting next to you on the edge of the bed. Your heart started to beat a bit faster, Yunho has never made you feel this way before but with the thought that he may like you in mind it made you feel a bit shy.

“Earth to Y/N, come on let’s go again.”

“Y-yeah okay let’s play.”

Why was this making you so shy, you aren’t that kind of person especially for Yunho, so why is the thought of him liking you driving you crazy. You had zoned out thinking and didn’t realize you were losing, by the time you snapped out of it you had lost the match.

“I thought you were supposed to be some awesome ass gamer, that was terrible.”

“Shut up! What do you want me to do ?”

“How about you play in just your bra from now on.”

You scoffed because you knew that he was doing this to embarrass you, you knew he just wanted to belittle you. Even if he did like you, he was still an ass, and you were determined to finally put him in his place.

“Fine you want to play it like that, say less.”

You took off your night shirt and Yunho looked back at the TV to get ready to play the next round. Round after round Yunho lost to you because you had to show him who’s the top gamer here. You kept his theme of stripping, and he was left playing in just his underwear, his face was red as a tomato, and he was flustered playing. The next round started, and he pulled the ultimate foul move of gaming, pausing to see the move list.

“Come on YuYu don’t be scared of losing.” You laughed at his embarrassment.

He growled lowly. “Shut up, why are we even doing this anyways?”

“I have my reasoning, so come on and lose like a champ.”

Your eyes focused back on the TV and before he could unpause the game to take his loss, a message from one of his gaming friends came up.

xX_CallMeDaddyMin_Xx: Yo, Yunho did you screw that streamer chick your sister is friends with finally lol.

You both read the message and before you both could react another friend sent another message; you realize it’s coming from the group party chat. You disconnected his mic but forgot to leave the party too.

__bl00dy__San__: Yeah, tell her how you always watch her streams, probs jack off to them to lmaooooo.

Before anymore messages could come through, he turned off the TV.

“Ge-Get out I’m going to bed.”

He was a blushing mess, everyone just kept outing his little secrets today, he got under the covers and covered his face, and you couldn’t help but giggle at him, he was so cute when he was shy, and you hated to admit it. You crawled up next to him, now was your chance to get some revenge.

“Come on YuYu, tell me if what they said was true.” You snaked your hand under the covers slowly, trickling down his leg.

“Leave me alone.”

“Do you watch my streams YuYu?”

“Go the hell away Y/N” he said in a muffled shy voice, you needed to tease him more now, this was your area of expertise. Once again you were used to toxic guys trying to come into your streams to harass you, but you had a love for turning those same yelling dickheads to whimpering messes, it gave you so much power, and to finally have that advantage over the same guy that has bullied you for years. You were going to enjoy this way more then you should, and so was he, you reached up and whispered into his ear.

“Why YuYu? Don’t wanna admit you like to watch me stream even though you hate me.”

Your hands reached his V line, you played with the band of his boxers.

“I-I don’t hate you…”

“Oh really? How do I make you feel then YuYu?”

Your hands dived into his boxers, and you found his semi hard length, you started to rub up and down the shaft slowly to really tease him. One thing you hated to admit about Yunho was that he was packing. You grew up seeing him in all kinds of clothing and sometimes would see the outline, but you’d rather choke then admit he had a big dick but now that you’re feeling it it’s undeniable.

His bit back a small moan at the feel of your fingers on him, his mind was racing, the girl he’s been madly in love with since they were snot nosed was in his bed feeling him up, how could he possibly function.

“….you’re okay I guess.” He continued to hide his face in the covers.

“No, no little baby, I need a better answer then that, or do you just want me to stop and leave.” You stopped moving your hands but didn’t take them out of his underwear.

“No…please don’t stop.”

“Oh, you don’t want me to stop YuYu? Am I making you feel good? Is that why you watch my streams? Because I make you feel good baby.”

He didn’t respond so it was time to push these answers out of him, or more so rub them out of him. You gripped the base of his length and started to slowly pump his dick, he let out a soft moan at the sudden friction and it made your clit jump, you needed more and so did he.

“You…you look nice when you’re gaming.”

“Aww thank you baby but I’m asking you how I make you feel, so tell me that.”

Moving your hands up and down his shaft you directed your attention to his tip, pumping it tightly as precum slowly oozed out of it, you spread it over his tip the more you pumped, you wish he wasn’t so shy so you could watch his pretty pink tip be teased right now.

“Do I turn you on Yuyu? When I watch and degrade those guys on my stream does it make your dick throb? Do you wish I was talking to you?”

He could barely focus, the slow stroking on his length made him dizzy because the sensation was so strong.

“How about you let me see you Yuyu, let me see you fall apart for the girl you claimed to hate all these years.”

You pull the cover back and pull his dick out of his boxers, his dick was red and ready to burst, the tan shaft had pretty veins bulging on it, he had some girth, but the length was something to look at.

“Wow Yuyu your dick is so pretty for an asshole.”

He covers his face and looks away from you, he didn’t know rather he wanted to disappear or cum, your teasing was so sexy, but he didn’t envision the first sexual encounter with you going like this, but he wasn’t mad at it either. You started to pump his dick even more and moved down to it. As you pumped his dick faster, he bit down on his lips hard.

“Don’t hide YuYu let me see what you look like when you cum, is that what you want baby? You want to cum for me like a desperate little slut?”

“…yes…please…”

“Please what baby?” You kept a steady pace as your grip tightened a bit.

“…please let me cum for you Y/N.”

You grinned a bit at his begging.

“Show me Yuyu, show me how you touch your self when you watch my streams.”

He was shy but he was desperate, he sat up and you removed your hand from his needy dick, and he replaced it with his own. He avoided your gaze, his whole face was red, and his eyes were low, he wanted to cum for you so bad it was driving him crazy. He started to pump his sensitive cock, throwing his head back onto the LED lit bedframe, breathy moans coming from his plush M shaped wet lips.

“Ah…Y/N…please watch me cum.” He tightly closed his eyes as he could feel his climax steadily approaching.

You had a lustful yet evil smile on your face.

“Of course, baby I’ll watch you stroke your slutty dick all night if you want me too, but I want to see more baby so don’t cum just yet, okay?”

He opened his eyes, his vision was hazy, his climax was right on the horizon and having him hold it only made it worse.

“Please…please let me cum for you Y/N” his grip on his shaft was firm as he continued to fall apart under you gazes.

“Mm well since you ask so nicely and you’re so desperate, go ahead and cum for me Babyboy.”

His moans were soft but got louder as his strokes became faster until his came. He shot hot ropes of cum from his throbbing cock, he continued to pump as it shot out and landed on his legs. His chest puffed in and out as he held his dick in his hands, he tilted his head on the side of the headrest of the bed. You giggled at his fucked-out state.

“You’re actually so cute YuYu.” You gathered up all the cum that came out onto your fingers, his eyes opened to see what your next step was. You put your now cum covered fingers into your mouth and sucked all of it off as he watched.

“Come on Yuyu, I want to play some more.” You sat on your legs and reached behind you to unclasp your bra, when you removed it Yunhos eyes was glued to your 2 mountains. You took it a step further and removed your shorts and underwear. Yunhos breathing spiked again and his softened rod started to rise once again.

“Do you want to touch me Yuyu? Go ahead and touch me wherever you like.”

He eagerly nodded his head and reached out both hands and gripped both your breast, he started to massage them.

“Ah~ that feels so good, touch me more okay Yunho.”

He brushed his thumbs over your nipples, and you moaned even more, your aching cunt became hot as you threw your head back.

“Ca-can I kiss you?” he shyly asked.

“Of course, baby.”

He didn’t waste another minute and planted a hot kiss on your lips. You’ve had sex with plenty of guys before and kissed lots of them, but this wasn’t like any kiss you’ve ever had, this kiss had dept and meaning to it, however now that you realized it, this whole moment felt so sensual. His touch on your breast gave you goosebumps and his tongue entering your mouth made you want him even more, you never realized just how much your body yearned for Yunho until now. Your tongues were doing an elaborate dance before he disconnected your mouths.

“Y/N…I need to taste you please…” Before you could even respond he pushed you down and got between your legs.

“You’re such an eager little baby, you want to taste my pretty little pussy that bad?”

He once again nodded eagerly, the look in his eyes looked like he wanted to literally eat you. You decided to give him what he is craving, and you spread your legs nice and wide so he could get a nice view, he leaned down and put his face inches away from your soaking cunt, he was so close you could feel the small breaths he was taking.

“It’s so pretty Y/N” Your face got hot at the compliment, one of the rare times he has complimented you and its about your pussy, you felt like melting. He licked one long stripe from your hole to your clit, then flicked his tongue on your nub, your legs flinched to close, and he swiftly brought his hands up to hold your legs open. He was eating your pussy like he was on death row, and this was the last meal he requested. Your back arched and staggered moans started to come from your mouth. He inserted one then two fingers into your hole, your pussy clenched and unclenched repeatedly around them as he sucked your clit like it was a lollipop. Your hands gripped his newly bleach blonde hair.

“You’re doing so good Yuyu, I’m going to cum on your pretty face if you keep going baby.”

“Please Y/N, please cum on my face, I need more of you.”

He hadn’t even entered you yet and he was already pussy drunk, he kept licking your core like his life depended on it. Your hips started to buck and you grinded down on his face, the feeling of his lips wrapped around your clit and his long slender fingers deep inside you, you had reached your limit. You came on his face, your clit throbbed, your hole started to squeeze his finger tightly, you had a firm grip on his hair, and he kept lapping up your juices. Over stimulation started to kick in and it seemed like Yunho had no plans on stopping anytime soon. You tried to push his face away, but he was stronger than you and kept going.

“Yunho! I’m gonna go crazy and wake your sister up, stop!”

He finally released your swollen nub from his lips and took his fingers out of you, he looked up at you with his face covered in your wetness, his eyes looked to pure and sincere yet the entire scene of him still having your legs spread wide was everything but pure.

“I’m sorry…I just need you so bad Y/N…”

“Then hurry up and fuck me Yuyu.”

His eyes gleamed like a kid that just got told he can open his gifts on Christmas eve and not Christmas.

“R-really? Oh my god okay let me grab a condom.” He excitedly got up and walked over to his dresser. He grabbed on condom from the top drawer, and you could swear you saw his invisible golden retriever tail wagging, he was so cute you giggled to yourself. He walked back over as he was tearing open the condom, he fully removed his boxers before getting back between your legs. He rolled the condom all the way down his length and lined himself up with your entrance.

“Are you sure about this Y/N? We don’t have too if you don’t want to.”

You reached up to cup the side of his face and smiled warmly at him.

“I want this Yuyu, please take me, I need you just as much as you need me right now.”

He leaned down to kiss you deeply and inserted the tip into you. You winced as your pussy began to stretch around his dick. He kept the slower pace as you moaned into his mouth, his length just kept coming, it felt like it was never ending. Once he bottomed out in you, he stopped the kiss.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m okay baby, I promise.”

He stroked into you once. Twice. Three times. Then stopped deep in you and closed his eyes tightly as he held his position inside of you.

“What’s wrong? I told you I’m okay, you can keep going.”

“I-I know but- I’m not” a rosy blush covered his high cheeks bones yet again and that’s when you put two and two together.

“Yuyu did you…did you cum?”

“…yeah”

He pulled out of you and the condom was filled with his cum, he took the condom off in embarrassment and tossed it into his bedside trash You wanted so badly to tease him, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it, instead you reached your arms out to invite him in for a hug and he gladly accepted it. He dropped down on your body, and you hugged him tightly, even though he just came his dick was still hard as rock.

“Are you still horny Yuyu?”

“Yea but that was my last condom.”

“So, you are a little slut huh?”

“Not now Y/N” he was still sad that he couldn’t fully experience his first-time having sex with you the way that he wanted too.

“…Are you clean?”

“Of course, what kinda question is that?”

“…well, I am too.”

“What are you saying right now Y/N?” He leaned up to make sure he was understanding exactly what you were saying, and he wasn’t just hearing what he wanted to hear.

“I’m saying…if you want to keep going without a condom…we can…I trust you.”

That was all Yunho had to hear, he leaned back down onto you, and you hugged him again, he reached down and lined himself back up into your entrance and slid his dick back into you. His ear was right by your mouth as you let out a throaty moan, he wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you tightly, pumping into your pussy slowly and deeply. You gripped both his shoulders and drip your nails into them.

“You feel so good inside me Yuyu it’s so deep.”

He started to pump into you deeply, his tip hitting your spot like it was a drum as he drilled into you. He groaned as the over stimulation and his soon approaching climax was rushing forward.

“I’m about to cum Y/N please cum with me.”

You dragged your nails up and down his back leaving red streaks up and down his back as he stroked deeply into you. You started to see stars; you tried your best to moan quietly but you couldn’t the feeling was too amazing. In perfect sync you two came together, you could feel the hot liquid deep inside you, thank God you were on birth control or you’d for sure be good as pregnant.

He still held you tightly and gave no signs of letting go, his dick softened inside of you.

“Yunho pull out so I can wipe up.”

“I want to stay in you forever Y/N, I love you so much.”

You couldn’t help but smile when he said that.

“I’m so sorry I’ve been so awful to you, it’s not an excuse but you drive me so crazy, and hearing about that stupid group date my sister dragged you too pissed me off so bad. I want to be the only one taking you out, I want to be the only one seeing you like this…” He kept going, just spilling out all these feelings he had held in for years, you felt like your heart was going to explode. As he was still talking, you pulled him into a kiss.

“I like you too loser.” You kissed him again and he slid out of you, you could feel everything seeping out of you, he reached over to his bed side table and grab a few of the tissues that were in the tissue box. He carefully wiped out your overstuffed pussy and threw the tissues away. He pulled the cover over you both and brought you in too cuddle.

“Yunho, I have to sneak back into your sisters’ room before she wakes up.”

The door swung open, and your best friend stood in the door frame with dark circles under her eyes.

“Too fucking late for that, I’m glad you two worked out your feelings for each other but next time do it quietly and when I’m not fucking home.” She slammed the door as she left, and you and Yunho just laid their giggling with each other.

#Yunho smut #ateez smut #ateez fanfic #atz smut #yunho x reader #writenbypyramidofstars

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wdwctrl · 1 year ago

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oral performed while hidden in a storage room or closet for rhea because priest is causing nothing but chaos and making their life harder.

she'd been a snappy, nervous ball of energy from the moment she woke up alone that morning in the hotel. she refused to let dom stay in her bed that night, wanting to have time with priest without the whining of their youngest faction member. they weren't even really together but he was so damn needy that it exhausted her sometimes. but with priest it was different; her terror twin always knowing exactly what was wrong and what she needed just by a glance or hearing her voice. she'd snapped at him, feeling bad even as she did so but there was an irritating itch just beneath the surface.

he'd gotten her cornered at the arena, finding her in a quiet corridor pacing and grumbling to herself. his hands had smoothed over her hips as he tugged her into the closet, locking the door. icy hues met molten brown and she let out a soft whine. he hushed her as hands tugged down her ring attire and he'd managed to get her up on the little desk in there, her thighs thrown over his shoulder as he sank to his knees.

the moment his tongue touches her, she's whimpering and tugging at his hair as she begins to beg for her quietly. a desperate need in her voice as she pleads for him to do what he always does; she needed him to take care of her like only he knew how.

#˖ ✧ verse tag pending » ( mun stuff )#˖ ✧ otp tag pending » ( mun stuff )#psychosocials #˖ ✧ replied » ( rhea ripley )#˖ ✧ interactions » ( rhea ripley )

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thetaoofzoe · 4 years ago

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Fic: A Wild Woman 1/1

Title: A Wild Woman

Summary: By Victorian Standards, you are considered the dreaded Wild Woman! Your aunt and uncle threaten to disown you and turn you out into the streets unless you agree to a little re-education on how to be a proper lady.

Rating: Mature, fluff, Soft Dom Sherlock!Henry, sex, unconventional

Pairing: Sherlock x YOU

Note: This was inspired by "A wild woman brought up a wild child. We'll make her acceptable for society." from the EH trailer.

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Your Aunt and Uncle had had enough of you. They were fed up with your lack of female decorum and your absolute insistence to star gaze, associate with male aeronauts and start fires from chemistry experiments gone awry. But you couldn't help yourself. After the scandal of the woman who attempted to join the Chemistry Society a few years back, you had been forever changed. Women could do anything and you were intent on grabbing that elusive gold ring. If that meant attending boisterous underground resistance meetings, or not wearing your corset, then so be it.

Unfortunately, your family did not see it that way. To them, you were a wild woman who had no place in decent Victorian society.

One gloomy autumn evening, when your uncle returned from the gentleman's club, he sat both you and your aunt down at the dining room table for a talk.

Your uncle then gave you a choice.

Well, it was a choice between scylla and charybdis, but a choice nonetheless.

You were either to be turned out into the street to fend for yourself, with no money and no prospects and definitely no husband, or you were to travel to London to be kept, re-educated and made acceptable to be returned to society by a pair of reputable brothers who promised to produce reputable ladies.

What could you do, but agree to the latter, as the former was a nightmare you never wanted to experience.

So you made the long involuntary train-trek cross country to London.

The man who met you at the train station was tall, and slim with a well-manicured moustache that curled up at the ends in the most fashionable way. When he reached for your single suitcase and turned to walk away, you followed without protest.

Baker Street was a short narrow avenue that seemed unnecessarily busy for so early in the morning, and when the Hansom slowed, your companion opened the door and hopped out. He offered his gloved hand, which you took and followed him to the ground.

The cab rode off and gently taking you by the arm, the man guided you across the road. He walked up the steps to a dark painted door with the numbers 221b etched on a half-moon of glass above it. He led you inside and up the stairs to a room at the end of a long corridor.

It was a well-appointed room. Against the wall was a large bed with a patchwork cover flanked by two low dark wood tables upon which sat twin lamps with beaded green lampshades. To the left, a tall window brought in the hazy morning light and illuminating the small writing desk beneath it. There was also a large wardrobe stood in one corner opposite a bookshelf which was crammed with books.

'Your room, for the duration of your stay. I expect that it will be maintained without clutter.'

He then looked at you and slowly perused your form. You felt scandalised! No man had ever dared make his inspection of your body so plain before. Scandalised, yes, but a slow simmer of heat in your belly belied your inner outrage.

He humphed, and his eyes moved to meet yours again.

'Sloppy,' he said. 'That you expect to be taken seriously, dressed like this is insulting.'

You opened your mouth and he lifted his brows, waiting for you to speak.

'I expect, sir, for you to watch your tongue when addressing me.'

He laughed quietly.

'My brother will be home shortly,' he said ignoring your protest. 'I believe you will be spending the evening in his company. Granted, he is less strict than I am, so don't get used to his...'

The man pinwheeled his hand in the air as if searching for the most appropriate word, but the opening and then the closing of the front door distracted him.

'Ah,' he murmured. 'He's come home early. Please wash thoroughly and change your clothes. I expect that you have something better than this?'

You narrowed your eyes.

'I will give you one hour and then come downstairs and into the study for inspection. The study is to the right at the bottom of the stairs. Have you... questions?'

'Do you intend to stand here and watch me wash and dress?'

He smiled and wordlessly turned to leave you to your task.

'We'll break you of that attitude,' he promised and closed the door behind him.

You wavered on your feet and collapsed on the fainting couch at the foot of the bed. You were breathless, excited, astounded that you were aroused by the man's quiet dominance.

'This is ridiculous girl!' you chided yourself aloud. 'This whole thing is ridiculous.'

But at least you were in London. You had promised your aunt and uncle that you would be 're-educated' and that you were going to come home the niece they always wanted so that you could be married off to the local farmer's son. What they didn't know, was that you were going to use the little stipend they'd provided and run away into the arms of the big city.

In the meantime, this was what you needed to do to get to where you needed to go.

You got up, stripped out of your travel clothes and inspected the pitcher and basin on the wash stand in the corner. There was water in the pitcher and a clean cloth hanging on the railing. There was also a lump of lanolin soap sitting on the side of the basin and you went about washing the dirt from your travels off of your skin. You didn't bother with a corset, or your stockings. You merely shrugged into your chemise, dress and shoes and went down to the study.

You stood at the closed door, humming with excitement and terror. What if this brother was a hunchback, with a mutilated face and was only gentle because his looks terrified everyone. What if he was old and decrepit and smelled of liniment! You wrinkled your nose at the thought and opened the door.

The study was beautiful, quiet and a fire burned in the small hearth. The walls were covered with dark tapestries and old maps. Books and newspapers were stacked everywhere, but it did not appear to be done in a chaotic manner. There was an order to this room and your heart clenched when your eyes fell on the man who was rising from the high wing-backed chair.

If Gods walked the earth, on a regular basis, you would not have been surprised by his appearance. He too was tall, like his brother, broad across the chest with a narrow waist and sturdy thighs. He was in his shirtsleeves with a high starched white collar and dark brown tweed waistcoat and matching dress trousers.

And the curls. Oh the soft mass of chocolatey brown curls were stylish and clipped short and nicely complimented his handsome chiselled face.

'Turn around, please,' he said, his voice all honey and milk and you obeyed immediately.

'Face me again.'

You did so and he approached, hands clasped behind his back. He shook his head.

'You know this is unacceptable, don't you.'

It wasn't a question.

This wasn't how it was supposed to go, you thought. You had practised on the long train ride to London. You knew exactly how you were going to respond and exactly what you were going to say. But your mind had gone blank and only silence came out of your sweet quivering mouth.

You lowered your gaze.

His dark shoes were buttoned neatly and had been shined carefully. He was obviously a man who cared about his appearance.

'I expect things from you, when you're under my roof. This shabbiness and unruly nature will not be permitted and if you continue to pursue these avenues, you will be...'

He trailed off, and began to walk in a slow circle around you, prowling, like a sleek beast and you couldn't help feeling helpless.

Like you were prey.

He stopped after one revolution and stood at your back. He was so close that the heat and scent of him engulfed you. You closed your eyes, and sweat broke out across your upper lip and brow.

He 'humphed', sounding just like his brother and stuck a finger against your side. You didn't dare squirm away from his examination and you held yourself taut.

'No corset,' he said, finding you soft and unrestrained beneath your clothes. 'And I wager, no stockings or combinations.'

You were silent and it seemed that the very silence was a living creature, pricking your skin.

'Answer me.'

'No, none of that.'

He took in a long breath and let it out slowly.

'Upstairs, now. Gather your undergarments and bring them here.'

You turned so fast that you nearly banged into him. But you managed to scurry round him, and dart up the stairs as fast as your legs beneath your full skirts would carry you. You blindly grabbed everything that you had and nearly tumbled back down the stairs in your haste to please this man, this stranger, who within moments of meeting him made you want to drop to your knees and worship his masculinity.

He was still standing in the same place where you left him, back straight, head up, elegant hands clasped behind his back.

Out of breath, you stood before him, arms full of undergarments and he smiled. That smile took your breath away. He directed you to dump your clothes on the nearby desk.

'Now,' he began, scholarly. 'The makings of a society appropriate lady, begins at her skin. Do you understand?'

You swallowed hard and nodded.

'Good. Now, remove your clothing. We have to start from the skin.'

There was heat in his voice, filled with a demand that brooked no argument, and with trembling hands, you unbuttoned your waistcoat, unpinned your skirt and shrugged out of your rough collared shirt until you stood there bare beneath your chemise.

You worked your hands together in front of you feeling damp between your legs and ready to show him everything that was private about you.You unlaced the chemise at the collar and let it fall.

He looked at you for a long time, appreciating you, drinking you in and he was very obviously pleased with you.

He pointed to the combinations lying in a heap on the desk.

'Combinations.'

Your combinations were in two pieces so you stepped into the split bottoms and pulled on the top.

'Now corset.'

You went back to the table. You had two corsets, and you looked to him for his opinion.

'Blue,' he said. 'It laces in the back.'

Normally, as you dressed yourself, your corsets (when you wore them) laced in the front. But this one, he chose purposefully. He wanted to have control over dressing you.

The blue one was already partially laced so all you had to do was pull it over your head and hold it in place. You turned your back to him and waited. He began to slowly tighten your laces, starting from the top and working his way down, one after the other after the other he pulled the narrow fabric through the eyelets closing the boned corset around you, trussing you like a tart and stealing your breath.

The corset was tight, but not overly so, just enough to make you realise that you liked it. He tied the remainder of the cord round your waist and tucked in the excess.

'Will you take it off me when it's time?' you breathed, lightheaded with arousal.

And he hummed a soft response.

Then followed your simple cream and blue coloured dress, which you stepped into with his help. It buttoned up the back and he took his time doing so.

After what seemed an eternity, he stepped away from you and mourning the loss of his heat, you watched him walk to the chair, turn and sit down.

'Come here, and bring your stockings and ribbon.'

Like a puppy, you followed and stood at his knee.

He took the stockings and thin blue ribbons and laid them across his lap.

'Right foot,' he murmured and patted the spot on his thigh where he wanted you to put it. 'Balance yourself on the chair if needed.'

You put a hand on the top of the wing back and sighed softly when he rolled up the first stocking and slid it on your foot and up your leg. You bit your lip, but you couldn't look away from the deft fingers that trailed fire along your skin. He tied the ribbon just below your knee and folded the top of the stocking over it.

'Left.'

You switched legs and he repeated the process, only this time after he had tied the ribbon and folded the stocking down, he held your calf with both hands and looked up at you.

'Now you are finished. Is there anything that I did that you did not understand?'

You shook your head, not trusting your voice to come out as anything but a squeak. He nodded to acknowledge your answer, paused, and then slid one hand up your calf, to your thigh and over the material of your combinations to where they split to reveal your tender sex. He lightly brushed his fingertips over your naked mound and you made a noise that was quite unbecoming of a society lady. Clapping a hand over your mouth, you did the only thing you ever wanted to do the moment you laid eyes on him; you widened your legs.

'I prefer an unruly woman,' he said, sliding one finger into your slick wet cunt. 'I think they have spirit.'

Whining, you grabbed onto the other side of the chair and leaned on it for support. He stroked your clit slowly, carefully, pushing back the swollen little hood and pinched it between his fingers. You squeezed your eyes shut and stars burst against the darkness. You were going to scream if he continued.

'Please,' you whispered, jerking your hips forward, encouraging his further exploration. 'Please... just please!'

He slid his fingers out of you and with his eyes still on your, he put those same fingers into his mouth.

A cry of frustration escaped you. You hiked your skirts and climbed onto his lap, giving him just enough room to unbutton the opening of his trousers and draw out his leaking cock. You took him in hand and he grabbed your hips and pressed back into the chair as you positioned yourself enough to sink slowly down onto him.

You leaned back into his hands, tipping your chin up and moaning loudly, voluptuously, clenching tightly around him, circling your hips to feel all of him filling you completely. He groaned quietly, much more subdued, but no less aroused and he looked up just as you looked down at him. You grabbed his exquisite face between your hands and kissed him, lapping eagerly into his delectable mouth, letting your body rise and fall as your cunt greedily devoured him.

You pushed your fingers into his soft curls, and held his head up, kissing and biting at his plush lips, riding him slowly at first, and then faster as the crescendo of desire and lust and pleasure crested then exploded inside you. Every part of you clamped down hard on him and you rocked and back and forth, milking the shuddering orgasm out of him.

It took a moment before the two of you finally relaxed from your shared high. Still holding his face, you kissed his cheeks and his forehead and his lips over and over until his softening cock slipped out of you. You sat back on his thighs and imagined his cum leaking out of you and onto your combinations. You giggled at the dirty thought.

'I'm Sherlock,' he said after a long silence, looking up to meet your gaze.

'I'm... smitten,' you answered.

Maybe a little re-education wasn't such a bad thing.

-End

I hope you enjoyed it. Please like, share comment reblog all that good stuff. :)

#henry cavill #henry cavill smut #sherlock!Henry #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill x you #sherlock holmes #sherlock holmes x reader #sherlock x you

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tingleparker · 6 years ago

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Why is everyone crying?

Tom Holland x Fem!Reader

Request: Y E S. I love you anon for requesting this <33

•Warnings: mentions of an accident, panic, swearing, FLuFf

•Summary: The news scares people, especially when it hits close to home.

•Word count: 1.1k (sorry its so short)

A/n: I’m working on BUWYGFIB part 2 but whilst its getting done enjoy this!

Laughter and loud chatter burst from the walls of the Holland house, happiness flowing through everyone. Tom smile shone brighter, surrounded by family and friends who he considered family anyways. But what would make his day even better would be seeing the beautiful face of his girlfriend. Tom gets in a daze just thinking about you, the couple being together for over a year already. In his own head, he doesn't see Harrison raising up his hand to hit Tom on the back of his head, snapping him back into reality.

“Wait till your girl is here to dream about her.” Haz teases as the whole family giggles at the lock sick boy.

“Shut up.” Tom tries to defend himself but the red hue flushed on his cheeks; knowing no-one would be on his side.

“Speaking of Y/n, where is she right now?” Zendaya asks, wondering about her best friend.

“She should be here soon. She hasn't replied to my texts actually but she said a while ago that she left the house.” Tom replies, now thinking about the whereabouts of his girl.

Looking back at their texts, the only recent one he had received was one from about an hour ago saying you were finally leaving to drive here. The drive from Tom and your place weren't that long to get to his parents, but maybe you went to pick something up. Tom felt a feeling deep in his gut, something was wrong; why didn't he just drive with you? He knew you had said that you'll meet up at the house because you had some errands to work on but it shouldn't take this long. Tom swallowed down this feeling, brushing it off to be him being overprotective and worrying too much for no reason.

“Gosh I can't wait, it feels like forever since I've seen that girl.” Nikki gushes over you, as everyone else agrees; having not met up with everyone like this in so long.

Tom smiles at the comment, glad that his family loves the girl he loves as well. Time ticks by, the group chatting away; the television on in the background for anyone to watch when the conversation dies down but it never does in this household.

Tom drifts off from the talk, mind drifting to his girlfriend once again. Worry sets in Tom, it had been way too long since he had gotten any message from you and you should've been here by now. Panic slowly fills Toms senses, spamming into your chat trying to get something, anything.

“What's wrong bud?” Dom asks, seeing the concern on his sons face.

“It's just Y/n. She hasn't responded in over an hour, just worried something happened is all.” The actor confesses, everyone quieting down to listen to him.

“What if everyone calls her, she would surely see it right?” Paddy perks up with the idea, Tom nods as everyone gets out their phone.

The copious amount of ringing was loud in the lounge room, no one getting an answer. The deafening silence except for the calls was uncomfortable, the whole family now worried.

“Wait, turn the volume louder!” Harry exclaims at Sam, who then picked up the remote; doing what his twin instructed.

Everyone was curious as to what Harry was seeing but all their eyes shifted onto the television.

‘BREAKING NEWS!

There is a disastrous car crash just southwest of London; in Kingston. Roads are being shut down from this event, we advise to stay clear of this area unless you want to wait a lifetime to get anywhere. Live footage of the crash can be seen here, two cars had collided; medics say that it was a fatal impact; no information on the state of drivers or passengers but there is a high chance of serious injuries.’

“Harry, we should be trying to find Y/n right now, not watching t.v” Tom sighs, seeing no point to this.

“Shut up and listen! Do you see the ruined car? Does that not look like Y/n’s to you?” Harry fire back, everyone assessing the car on screen.

‘Holy shit, it is. What happens if it was her?” Tom panics, hands tugging on his locks,

“It's okay, it's not confirmed it's her. A Lot of people own the same cars.” Jacob tries to calm Tom down, though having no impact.

‘A female in her early 20’s is being brought to the Hospital currently. No actual identification is stated but [your height, looks] are being confirmed by the paramedics.’

“They've just described Y/n!” Z exclaims as everyone broke out into a frenzy.

Toms mind was in haywire, body shaking in dread, fear, and worry. Nikki bringing up her phone to ring the hospital in town, to see if you were being brought there. Tom’s eyes watered, glazing over as the terror set in, a tear rolling down his cheek. In less than a few minutes, everyone was stressed to the point where tears rolled down faces. Paddy cowering into his mum, tears dripping onto her arm; he loves you as an older sister and he was so scared. Tom had his head in his hands, waiting for an answer from the hospital his mother was calling.

With everyone in hysteria, no one heard the door being unlocked. You had been stuck in horrible traffic and not to mention your phone dying; you were just looking forward to relaxing with the family. You heard weird noises coming from the lounge, making your way there; seeing an unexpected sight.

“Why is everyone crying?” Your voice breaking the heartwrenching, sob-filled silence.

All heads snapped to you, eyes widening; like they've just seen a ghost and honestly that's what Tom thought he was seeing.

Without a second to pass, your boyfriend leaps up from his spot running to you and tackling you in the biggest bear hug. You laugh, questioning why this was happening and what was wrong.

“I-You-. Don't ever leave me.” Tom struggles to get his words out, face snuggled into the crook of your neck; arms tightly around you still.

“I would never love.” You comfort, still confused.

“We were so worried. I just saw the news and it sounded so much like you-” Your boyfriend explains, tightening his grip as your heartfelt for him; never wanting to see him in this panicked state.

“It's okay, I’m here now.” You reassure, now tightening your grip around him; never wanting to let go of your precious boy.

“I love you so much,” Tom states with all his heart, finally pulling back.

“I love you too,” You say back, bringing his face to yours; lips connecting in a passionate kiss.

The two of you eventually returned back to the couch where everyone sat, relieved. The whole family piling up on you in a massive group hug.

#i found this so cute to write #but i kind of hate it #tom holland #tom holland imagines #tom holland fanfic #tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader #tom holland fic rec #peter parker imagine

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fandom-collective-writers · 6 years ago

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Gentle Smiles and Lullabies

Play Time

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Hunger Pains

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Shall We Dance?

Let’s Dance

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The Perfect Gift

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Lancelot Kingsley 1. 50 Types of Kisses Prompt - A Kiss So Desperate 2. Wedding Day + Consummation - A Night to Remember (NSFW) 3. Smut Prompt #14 - Don’t let go (NSFW)

Jonah Clemence 1. Fluff (catching MC dancing) - Peek-A-Boo

Edgar Bright 1. 50 Types of Kisses Prompt

The Meaning behind Each Kiss

Light of My Life

2. Angst in Magic Tower - Tarnished Glove 3. Smut Prompt: Drunk on You (NSFW)

Kyle Ash 1. 50 Types of Kisses Prompt

Best Medicine

Wordlessly

Untitled

2. Fluff/Angst Prompt List #1

She’s not yours

Bad Medicine (TW: Angst, Depression)

3. Angst Prompt List - Rancour

Zero 1. Married prompt - First (NSFW)

Oliver Knight 1. SFW Headcanon - A, E, H, K, O, P, S, W

Harr Silver 1. Wedding Day + Consummation (NSFW)

My One And Only

Untitled

2. Smut Prompt List #9

Starved For Your Touch (NSFW, TW: Choking)

Ether (TW: Vampire Bite, Blood)

Amon Jabberwock 1. Angst/Fluff Prompt List #17 - Can I Stay? (TW: Light mention of abuse) 2. Smut - Mine and Yours (NSFW) 3. Angst Prompt - Mad King

Group

Cuddles and Sex Headcanon (NSFW)

Argument Headcanon

Lance/Sirius/Harr/MC Birthday - Birthday Celebration

Period Headcanon

Lance/Sirius/Harr/MC Competition - A Competition for Your Hand

Angst/Fluff Prompt List #94 (Kyle/Fenrir/Mousse/MC) - Medical Meltdown (TW: Angst, Character Death, Blood)

Smut Prompt List #49 (Dean/MC/Dalim) - A Twin Affair (NSFW)

Sirius/MC/Seth - Daffodil

Mousse/MC/Kyle Smut Prompt #8 - Three’s a Set (NSFW)

Ray/MC/Lancelot Smut Prompt #26 - A goodnight story (NSFW)

Other Pairings Ray/Fenrir 1. 50 Types of Kisses Prompt - Untitled 2. Thursday (NSFW)

Jonah/Mousse 1. Smut Prompt List #31 - Take it Off (NSFW)

>MYSTIC MESSENGER<

Jumin Han 1. Prompt List - What Am I Without You (TW: Major character death, Depression, Denial)

Zen 1. Angst in Apartment Scenario - Close Call 2. SFW Headcanon - M

Vanderwood 1. Prompt List - Good to be Home

>THE ARCANA<

Asra 1. Jealous Female SO - Untitled (NSFW) 2. Angst/Fluff Prompt List #86 - Don’t be scared, I’m right here

>MIDNIGHT CINDERELLA<

Alyn Crawford 1. Fluff + Angst - Nemesism

Sid (Lloyd Grandier) 1. Smut Prompt List #22

Get on your knees (NSFW)

Hey Jealousy (NSFW)

Nico Meier 1. Of the Dark 2. You’ll always be safe with me - 1 & 2

Rayvis Harneit 1. Drowning in You (NSFW)

>SAMURAI LOVE BALLAD PARTY<

Hanzo Hattori 1. Lost A Bet - We bet and you lost

Group

Smut Prompt List #8 (Saizo/MC/Yukimura) - Three way confession (NSFW)

Other Pairings Saizo/Yukimura 1. Smut Prompt List #31 - You heard me. Take. It. Off. (NSFW) 2. Prompt - Drunken Nonsense

>SEVERAL SHADES OF SADISM<

Minami Kira 1. Fluff/Angst Prompt List #53 - Lost and Found

Mei Tarantino 1. Fluff Request - Grand Piano

>MR. LOVE: QUEEN’S CHOICE<

Lucien 1. Smut Prompt List #20 - A Steamy Bubble Bath

Gavin 1. NSFW Headcanon - B, C, E, K, Y (NSFW) 2. Surrender (NSFW)

Victor 1. Word Prompt List (Irusu)

Not Tonight

Irusu

2. 50 Types of Kisses - Refuge from the Rain

>KISSED BY THE BADDEST BIDDER<

Ota Kisaki 1. Smut Prompt #40 - Be My Muse (NSFW)

Soryu Oh 1. Angst/Fluff Prompt #1 and 3 - Till Death do us Part

>IKEMEN VAMPIRE<

Napoleon Bonaparte 1. Smut Prompt

Let Me Hear (NSFW)

The Perfect Shot (NSFW)

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart 1. Fluff Prompt - Music when you can’t sleep

Arthur Conan Doyle 1. Fluff/Angst Prompt

Haven

Together

2. Smut Prompt - Bound (NSFW)

Vincent van Gogh 1. Fluff Prompt - Velvet

Theodorus van Gogh 1. Fluff/Angst Prompt - Confess to Me

William Shakespeare 1. Fluff Prompt - My World

Comte de Saint-Germain 1. Distracting work with kisses - Kissing Instead of Working 2. Smut Prompt - Something Sweet (NSFW) 3. Smut Prompt - Letters to You (NSFW)

Vlad 1. Fluff Prompt - Snip

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the-quackson-claxon · 6 years ago

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Intermittent Snow and Interrupted Words | H.O.

Author’s Note: So I’ve been working on this since like... November. Because I’m a procrastinator. But I really hope you guys like it. I’m also starting a new taglist because I can’t remember who was on my old one so fun times lmao.

Summary: It’s wintertime at the Hollands’ house, and there’s a world of words waiting to be said.

Word Count: 2845

The snow fell in indescribable amounts overnight; dozens of snowflakes cascaded down every second through the cold, crisp dark of the early morning hours. Those that fell in the beams of light streaming from the street lights gleamed and shimmered, sparkling as they twirled towards the ground.

As the sun slowly began to rise over the horizon, the sunlight caught the fragments of frozen water and scattered the blinding light every-which-way. The ground was coated in a blanket of pure beauty, serenity hanging heavily in the air.

This was the sight that greeted the couple that sat together in a window seat of the Holland’s house, gazing out at the fresh, white world. Sweater covered hands clutched mugs of tea, which he had so sweetly made them before they settled in. Her back was pressed against his chest, and a soft, knit blanket covered the both of them. The pair was spending the holidays with Tom, and had decided that it would be easier to stay at the family’s house.

She leaned her head back onto his shoulder, closing her eyes and sighing in contentment, letting a smile take over her features. When she opened her eyes, it was only to turn her head to meet his gaze and receive a smile in return.

“Haz,” she spoke, breaking the sweet silence that had graced the room, “I love you, you know that, right?”

Harrison let out a soft chuckle. “Of course I know that, love. How could I not?” He shifted his mug into one hand and wrapped his now free arm around her waist, pulling her into him. “And I love you too. Way more than you realize is even possible.” She protested this fact, but Haz was no longer listening, having buried his nose into her hair.

“--and there’s no way you could possibly love me more than I love you; I know exactly how you feel, thus you are wrong.”

“La la la I’m not listening,” he sang out quietly under his breath.

She rolled her eyes. “You’re so fucking childish sometimes.”

With a grin on his face, Harrison looked down at her. “You’d better get used to it, love, because it’s not changing anytime soon.”

She very carefully set her mug down beside her and shifted herself in his arms so that she was perpendicular to him, legs curled so as to rest on the edge of the bench but arms laced gently around his neck. Harrison’s grin softened into a loving smile as they simultaneously leaned in for a kiss, and Haz reached out and carefully placed their mugs on the nearly-out-of-reach table beside them. One of his arms wound its way around her waist while the other gently held her face to his, caressing the lock of hair that framed her cheek and tucking it behind her ear.

Harrison slowly pulled back to look at her, resting his forehead against hers gently and looking into her eyes fondly before pressing the softest of kisses to her nose. “Y/n?”

Before she could respond, they were briskly interrupted by the little terror named Paddy running into the room and yelling for the two of them to “get your fucking coats on because we’re going out to play in the snow.” He dashed out of the room just as quickly as he had arrived, Sam calling after him from another room for him to watch his language. The teen poked his head back through the doorway a moment later. “By the way, Tom’s pretending to throw up because you guys are so gross,” he said, before disappearing again.

Harrison groaned, a little upset with Paddy for having interrupted the peaceful moment, but Y/n had already jumped to her feet and was holding out a hand for him. “C’mon, Hazzy.” Once he was standing, her arms wrapped around his waist and her face pressed into his shoulder. “I love you most,” she whispered. Haz was able to feel the smile tugging at her lips as she spoke, but before he could continue their dispute, she had already sprung away from him and was tearing off in the same direction that Paddy had gone.

-----

It had started to snow again, small flakes spiraling down from the barely-grey clouds. The day outside had passed quickly, and it was full of fun times. Haz and Harry had their cameras with them, but both quickly got pushed to the side as a snowball fight began, courtesy of Paddy--big surprise.

After hours out in the powdery white snow--with a quick stop for lunch--the sun was starting to slip down in the sky. While Tom--and the rest of the Holland family--went inside to warm up, Haz and Y/n stayed out for a little bit longer, leaning against the edge of the snow fort that had been constructed earlier. Their fingers were intertwined, Harrison’s thumb stroking the back of her hand slowly as he watched her gaze out over the yard. She turned her head to look at him, a smile gracing her face when she found him already looking at her.

Their lips met not long after, moving tenderly together, the kiss interrupted with the occasional smile from one or both of them. Her gloved hands were cupping his cheeks, and she could feel the fabric of his hat against her forehead, but neither of them minded. Haz pulled back to look at her for a moment, staring intently into her eyes as if deliberating something before he leaned back in and kissed her softly. “Y/n, I love you so much. So, so fucking much darling. And I-” His words were cut off as Tom pulled open the door leading from the house outside and called for them.

“Come on lovebirds, dinner’s almost ready and there’s homemade hot chocolate if you want it!” The boy stood there for a moment, catching a glance of Harrison’s irritated face before returning inside. Haz sighed in exasperation, closing his eyes and resting his forehead against his girlfriend’s shoulder. She smiled at him, rubbing a hand on the back of his neck and pressing a kiss to his hat-covered head.

“I love you too Hazzy. Just as much as you love me, if not more. Trust me.” She paused to kiss his head again. “Come on, let’s go get warm. Don’t want our drinks to get cold.”

Harrison nodded slowly before lifting his head and looking up her. “Yeah- yeah, our drinks.” He gave her a small smile before getting up from the ground and holding his hand out.

She looked at him in concern as she took his hand and pulled herself to her feet. “Harrison, are you okay? What’s wrong baby?” Her only response was a shake of his head and a smile shot in her direction that was almost convincing.

“I’m fine, no worries darling.” With that, he turned and began weakly tugging at her hand and walking towards the house. “Come on, we don’t want to keep them waiting.”

----

The rest of that night was spent sitting around the fire with Tom and the rest of the Holland family, playing a variety of card and board games. It wasn’t until the next night that the group decided to go outside; this time, it was to a nearby park. Tom and Paddy had Tessa on her leash, and the twins were with Nikki and Dom.

Gripping Y/n’s hand in his tightly, he refused to let her leave his side--not that she was complaining. After about fifteen minutes of watching the boys play with Tess, the light brown haired boy leaned over to whisper in her ear.

“Let’s go for a walk, just the two of us.” He accented his words by softly nuzzling his nose against the girl’s cheek and placing a kiss there. Y/n smiled and nodded in response, kissing him softly and standing with him. The pair started toward an area of woods a short distance away. Harrison slung his arm securely around her shoulders, and she leaned into his warmth slightly. They walked in a comfortable silence, her studying the stunning world around them and him intently gazing upon the gorgeous girl beside him.

Together, they entered the woods, walking a relatively short distance in before Haz stopped them in a relatively clear spot just out of sight of the tree line. Y/n looked at him in confusion, but he was too busy nervously examining their surroundings to notice at first. After a moment spent looking around at the snow covered branches, his gaze shifted to his girl. “Y/n, listen. I know I’ve said this so much recently, but I love you. I really really love you, so much. So /so/ much.” He paused to take a breath and gather his bearings, but it was long enough for the girl to break in.

“I know that Harrison, you know I know that. I love you too. Why- why did you have to take me all the way out here to tell me that?” His arms had wrapped around her waist, and her hands were placed loosely on his chest as she looked at him quizzically.

He took another breath in, avoiding her gaze, until he finally looked into her eyes. “Y/n, I- god, this is so much harder to say than I’d thought it would be.” He shook his head to clear it. “I never want to spend a day of my life without you, Y/n.”

She smiled at him, leaning into him slightly before replying. “I know, Harrison. I feel the same way, baby.” It was obvious to Harrison that she hadn’t grasped what he was trying to say. It took him another couple breaths to work up the courage to say the words, but he did.

He opened his mouth to speak, but just as he did, Tessa came running through the trees with Tom hot on her heels. “Tess, Tess no!” Y/n broke away from Harrison to crouch on the ground and beckon the dog to her.

“C’mere, you sweet girl. You know you aren’t supposed to run off like that Tessa darling, you know better.” She rubbed at the pups ears before grabbing onto the leash and handing it to Tom with a smile. She turned her head towards her boyfriend, the same smile on her face only to have it drop when she saw him glaring at Tom. “Haz?”

At the same time she spoke, Harrison did too. “God Tom, can’t you keep a handle on your dog?” His words were harsh, snapped and bitten.

Tom looked over at him shocked. “Excuse me? I didn’t mean for her to get loose, H. She saw you guys and took off and the leash slipped out of my hand. It’s not my fault.”

“Whatever.” An eye roll accompanied the word, and he turned and walked away. “I’m going back to the house.”

Y/n watched him storm away in confusion, stunned by the mean words the boy had spoken to his best friend, and even more at the sudden change in demeanor. She made no move to follow him, knowing that if he was upset, he needed a chance to cool off before she tried to reason with him.

“I’m sorry Tom, I don’t know what got into him, really. He was fine a minute ago, I swear.”

Tom gave her a small smile. “I believe it.” He pause for a moment. “You guys were in the middle of something, weren’t you?”

Her shoulders lifted and dropped before she spoke. “I mean kinda. He was being really sweet and saying how much he loved me, but other than that…”

He nodded at her. “Yeah, I figured. Listen, start walking back but take your time--maybe take the long way back or something. That should give him a bit to not be as mad, but you need to talk to him. Without any of the rest of us there, trust me.”

Y/n nodded and, acknowledging that Tom probably knew better than she did, decided not to question it. Doing as he said, it took her about half an hour before she walked in the front door of the Holland house. She called out Harrison’s name softly, not entirely sure where he was. She didn’t receive a response, though, so she started towards the place he was most likely to be--the room they had been sharing during their stay.

She opened the door slowly, and the boy sitting on the bed with his head in his hands started, obviously not having realized she was in the house. “Hey Hazzy.”

Y/n hadn’t moved any further into the room, unsure if he’d want her there, but Haz immediately opened his arms for her. Within seconds, she was wrapped in his embrace and combing through his curls with her fingers to try and calm him. “Harrison, love, please talk to me. What’s wrong, baby? I need to know what’s wrong.”

He shook his head, refusing to meet her gaze. “It’s just not working. Everything I try, it always goes wrong. Someone interrupts me, or there’s a mess up or-” He broke off as his voice cracked, betraying exactly just how close to tears he was. “I just can’t help but think that it’s fate’s way of saying it’s not right. And that breaks my heart.”

Y/n was confused now, so completely confused. She cupped his face in her hands, trying to get him to look at her. “Harrison, what- what’ve you been trying to do? I don’t understand, baby.”

Haz let out a single, humorless laugh as he tried to hold back his tears. “I’ve been trying to propose.” He finally met her gaze with these words. “I’ve tried to propose to you three times in the past two days. And several times before that too. Every time, we got interrupted, or someone got something wrong, and it never worked. I even tried attaching the ring to Monty’s collar, but it fell off. I finally had you with me, just the two of us, and I was so close to asking. If I had only just spit it out instead of being nervous about it, I would have had time. But no, Tom and Tessa had to show up and ruin it.”

Through his entire rant, the girl sat staring at him, shock etched into her features as everything clicked into place. The endless I love you’s, the clinginess, it all made sense. And as he continued to ramble, afraid to stop talking, she kissed him. His words were cut short by her lips on his and her hands in his hair. When she pulled away, she was holding back a smile and tears simultaneously. “Well what’re you waiting for now, you div. It is just us, after all.”

His eyes widened as he looked at her, searching her gaze with is own before scrambling in his pocket awkwardly for a moment. When his hand emerged, it was grasping a black velvet box--one he’d been carrying around for at least a week. “I-I’m sorry I haven’t managed to get this on your finger sooner,” Haz shifted nervously. “I really don’t know what to say. I’ve been working it up in my head, scripting it out, and now- it’s all gone. All of it. Ah fuck.

“I guess I just want you to know how much I love you. I want you to know that you’re my world, my sun, everything. And that I love you more than Monty and Tom combined--well okay that’s maybe not entirely true because I love you in a different way than the two of them. If I took my romantic feelings for the both of them and added them--wait. That makes even less sense, what the fuck is going through my head.” He’d shake his head, trying to clear it of the thoughts that all pressed for his attention. “I love you. So much. Will you marry me? Please?” His voice cracked slightly on the final word, looking at you hopefully.

She hardly noticed that there were tears slipping down her cheeks as the girl replied. “Haz, you are such a fucking div. Yes, I’ll marry you.”

His gaze would light up, and it seemed as though an invisible weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Harrison looked at his girlfriend--fiancè--with so much love and adoration, shock decorating his features. “Wait, really? You mean that?” With a nod of her head, Haz let out a joyous laugh before leaning over and kissing her passionately. “I love you so much,” he’d mumble before opening the box and pulling the ring out, fiddling with it between his fingers. “I really hope you like this.”

He slipped the ring onto her finger before placing a kiss to the knuckle. “It looks prettier on your finger than it did in the box. I guess presentation really does matter.” As his gaze met the girls again, she smiled softly. She was happy. She’d found her soulmate.

#harrison osterfield #harrison osterfield imagine #harrison osterfield x reader #harrison osterfield fluff #Kyli's writing

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kiwispideys · 7 years ago

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I Blame Mum | Part 2 (Tom Holland X Reader)

A/N: Hey!!! So I Blame Tessa went really well and I've decided to publish it!! Well, it's not published yet cause I don't have a cover and I need to go over grammar but if you want to make a cover go ahead!! My user on Wattpad is sassyslays and it will be published soon!! For now here's Part 2 to I Blame Tessa since you asked for it!! :)

note: REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

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Summary: Being the Holland's exchange student has been a wonderful experience but is hard to see some people come back when they look the way they do...

WARNINGS: none :)

Part 1

He was coming back. Although you'd stayed with the Holland's for many months you had never gotten over how looks seemed to run in the family. Unfortunately for you, like the many other millions of people that had done the same thing, had fallen for Tom.

It came as a surprise at first as you never saw him but soon accepted it and how he would never date you as he only saw you as the exchange student, nothing else.

"Y/N! Don't forget we're going out to a family function tonight and you're coming! Wear something nice." Paddy shouts after nearly an hour of being home.

"I have nothing nice enough to wear for something fancy."You groan as you open your wardrobe.

"You could always wear this?" Nikki says. Making you turn to see a beautiful knee length black dress in her hands. "We were going to give it to you for your formal but you never went."

"You seriously bought me a dress?" You say awestruck. She nods, making you run up and hug her. "Thank you so much! You have no idea what this means to me."

"Well I know how hard you've worked at school and you've been a darling to have so you deserve it." She says kissing your forehead before laying the dress on your bed. "Tom is with Harry and will be meeting us there as his flight got delayed so you have plenty of time to try impress him."

"Oh no. I don't like him like-"

"I see the way you look at him. It's fine by me. I do see you for the daughter I've never had but I think you two will be very cute together." She says leaving the room.

Picking up the dress and closing your door you try it on. It fitted perfectly, it hugged you in all the right places and showed your figure. Making you feel a lot more confident and think you could do anything in it. You loved it. You hear a small knock on the door.

"Does it fit?" Nikki asks.

"Yes it's wonderful thank you." You say taking it off again and getting into some more 'lazy' clothing before you went.

"Y/N! You ready? We're leaving here in five!" Sam yells as he runs around the house looking for a specific pair of shoes.

"Yep!" You yell back finishing off your lipstick, then grabbing your shoes and sliding them on. Before walking out of the house to go sit in the car with Paddy who is already excited to go see family, not even noticing the mud on his face.

"Paddy did you wash your face?" You ask.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Liar. Go wash-"

"Alright so we're all in except Sam who's locking up." Dom says checking he hasn't lost anyone.

"You look lovely Y/N." Nikki says giving you a smile.

"Thanks." You say licking your thumb and scrubbing Paddy's cheek so the mark goes away, ignoring his complaints.

"I was just about to do that. Thanks love." She laughs at your sisterly instincts, treating Paddy as if he was actually your sibling.

Sam hops back in the car and passes Dom the keys so he can get the car actually started.

The car ride to the restaurant was very quiet with only the small talk between Nikki and Dom. The restaurant looked very posh and you saw why everyone was so dressed up.

You walk in and wait patiently as Dom and Nikki find their booking.

"It's Dad's side of the family and they're a bit nosy so if they annoy you just come find me." Sam whispers as he stands next to you.

You get guided into a room where it was full of people. As you meet people you find that they're all very welcoming making you feel slightly better.

You follow Nikki around as you'd seemed to have lost everyone else.

"Don't you two look nice!" Nikki says finally spotting her two sons just entering the room and giving them a hug each.

"Sorry we're late Mum there was heaps of traffic and the plane." Tom apologizes as he hugs her.

"Ugh don't even remind me." Harry sighs rolling his eyes.

"It's alright! Nobody has started eating yet so you haven't missed out on anything."

Harry notices your presence and gives you a small nodd as Tom indulges in conversation with Nikki.

"Shall we?" He says offering you his arm.

"And where shall you be taking me fine gentleman." You say curtsying and taking his arm.

"Only to find Sir Samuel Holland." He says with a smirk.

"Oh aren't you nice being the knight in shining armor."

"Harry!" Paddy calls out running up to him and hugging him.

"Hey mate! How are you? Y/N not being mean to you?"

"No she gave me a chocolate bar cause I did her chores and she helped me with an excuse for homework so I could get extra time for it."

"Let me guess, you blame Tessa." You laugh at his reference to when you first met.

"No, it was on countries and I got hers so she came in and talked about it. Giving the excuse that I couldn't do it on the day as she was at school and therefore the presentation wouldn't be complete."

"Very smart."

You start to look around bored of their conversation and catch eyes with Tom who is standing with Nikki as she talks to some other family member but his gaze seems to stay on you, Paddy and Harry.

"I'll be back." You say, leaving to go talk to Tom. He sees this and excuses himself from his conversation.

Tom gives you a small smile and hello as he gives you the hug.

"Hi." You mutter as you hug Tom, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach and how comfortable you feel in his embrace.

"How are you?" He asks still smiling.

"Good, school sucks as per usual." You say tucking a loose hair behind your ear, making him laugh at your comment. "How's filming? You and Harrison not getting up to too much trouble."

"Tiring but I enjoy it though so it's worth everything." He says making you laugh.

You notice some one strand of hair is loose and seems to be annoying Tom so out of instinct you brush it out of his face and back into place. "Sorry it seemed to annoy you." You say giving him a small, nervous smile.

"Is this your girlfriend Tom?" An older family member asks interrupting the conversation.

"Oh no she's not my-"

"Oh no I'm not his-"

"Oh how wonderful! You can finally get on with the great grandchildren for your grandmother. You know she wants to see them before she's dead." The old woman says patting Tom on the back as he nods his head like he's heard this a thousand times. She whispers something to him before walking away as he chuckles at what she said.

"She's very-"

"Straight forward?"

"I was going to say head strong but that works too."

"She's been onto me about grandchildren ever since I was fifteen. She's very old fashioned."

"Hey Y/N can I talk to you for a sec?" Harry asks resting his hand on the small of your back as he interrupts the small conversation.

"Yeah sure." You say hesitantly following Harry and apologizing to Tom. "What is it?" You ask once he guides you to a stop.

"I'm testing something. And as soon as you're away he's checking you out and watching your every move."

"What? Who?" You ask looking around.

"Look, Mum told me how you fancy Tom and so I'm seeing if there's definitely mutual feelings as Harrison has said that Tom fancy's you but I wasn't going to take his word for it."

"So the Aunt thing was you too?"

"The Aunt thing?"

"Never mind."

"What's happening and why is Tom constantly looking between us and whoever he's talking to every two seconds?" Sam says coming into you and Harry's conversation.

"Can you not smell the sexual tension?"

"It is not sexual!" You say hitting Harry on the arm.

"Now that you pointed it out Harry, Tom reaks of it. And you do too slightly." Sam says sniffing the air sarcastically and laughing as you hit him as well.

"Little black dress just walked into the room. Makin' heads turn, can't stop looking at you." Harry sings.

"Did you just sing a One Direction song?" You say stifling out a small laugh.

"It's also the song playing while Tom walks this way." Sam says guiding his brother away from you.

"No don't leave me alone with him!" You whisper shout at the twins while they both give you a small sarcastic wave.

"You alright love? They looked as if they were terrorizing you."

"I'm just going to the dance floor." You say going to the wooden floor, avoiding all conversation with him scared of what he might say or what may slip out of your mouth. Not even noticing Tom following you as you're in such a rush to get away. You walk through the crowd and see Sam and Harry at the edge watching some younger children around the age of seven dance.

"May I join you?" You ask one of the younger girls who was dancing by herself near the edge of the floor. "You look like you're having a lovely time and I simply couldn't help but want to join." The girl nods and starts dancing with you. You twirl her around to the music and you hear a familiar song replay. Little Black Dress by One Direction. You sigh knowing it's Harry and Sam's doing, you look in their direction to see Tom watching you from the side of the dance floor. You gesture for him to come dance but he shakes his head no. Earning a shove from Harry and Tom stumbles onto the wooden floor.

"May I take this lovely young lady off you? I'm sure Harry will dance with you." He asks the little girl you were dancing with. She runs off to go find Harry, allowing Tom dance with you.

"Little Black dress, who you doin' it for? Little black dress, I can't take it anymore." You sing along quietly to the music, swinging your hips playfully to the song. Making Tom laugh and spin you around.

"It's not right you know." He sings along.

"You know the lyrics?"

"It's One Direction! Who doesn't know?"

"You know, earlier, that stare before lasted a bit too long for being friends." You say.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah."

"Well does this clear it up?" He asks kissing you, taking you by surprise at first but then you start kissing back, wrapping your arms around his neck. A round of applause starts and some shouts of "Yeah get it Tom!" And some hollers were heard, making you break apart in embarrassment and hide your face in his chest.

"Thanks for keeping PG kids!" Harry yells making everyone laugh and continue with their conversations.

"So where does that leave us?" You ask with a quirked brow.

"I don't know but I blame Mum for buying you that dress." He says making you laugh at his small reference from when you first met.

#tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland imagine #tom holland imagines #tom holland au meme #sam holland #harry holland #paddy holland #peter parker imagine #peter parker imagines #peter parker #thomas stanley holland #harrison osterfield

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