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[tonydadisbestdad]

Possessive And Violent My Ass

Tom HollandxReader

NOT Dad fic

Word Count: 2,022

Prompt: ‘my current partner is a huge asshole and i need a reason to break up with them so will you pretend to be my possessive and violent ex’

A/N: So, I took a different route with this one and tried a mob Tom fic. It’s alright I suppose, just felt like doing something I haven’t before. Enjoy.

You were rather frustrated. Your current boyfriend was splayed out on your couch, asleep. The beer that you knew must have been in his hand knocked over on your hardwood floor. Take out containers littered the table, and your cat was eating out of one of them.

This was not the first time this had happened. In fact the last time you found him like this you told him to get lost and not find his way back. However, he was rather determined to stay with you, so he managed to sweeten his way back in every time.

And you let it happen, because he was pretty sweet and you didn’t exactly want to hurt him. But he was rather gross once he settled in. Even if he did clean up nice. And sure you could very easily get rid of him. But you were afraid he’d think you were joking. Even if you could kill him in more ways than one without leaving a trace that you did it.

That was just an occupational hazard of yours for those around you. It wasn’t your fault you got mixed up with the mob. It was all your friend Tom’s fault. You’d follow him anywhere and when he’d taken over the business, well you were right beside him, Harrison right with the two of you. However, the man asleep on your couch had absolutely no clue about your real job.

Deciding that you weren’t going to deal with this mess, you went right back out your door. You found yourself at Tom’s. You strolled right in, the two bodyguards posted at the door nodded to you.

“Evening boys,” You greeted, barely offering them a glance.

“Evening boss,” they responded. Tom might be their actual boss, but you were the one in charge of them. You were the one given the orders to send them out, what to do, when to do it and how. You were the one handling the dirty work Tom didn’t want to handle, the kind he didn’t find worth his time but knew that whoever it was needed a more special touch than just his regular guys.

“Tom?!” You called out, into the larger than average home.

“What are you doing back so soon, love?” He asked, exiting his kitchen.

“Gary did it again. I can’t take it, Tom. I’m gonna kill’im. But he’s too nice!” You ranted on about the mess he’d made, how you’d probably get home and he’d be gone and the mess would still be there, on top of your cat probably having the shits just to add to your problems.

“I’ve told you before,” Tom started, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and starting to guide you upstairs. “I can take care of it.”

You groaned. “I don’t want him dead, Tom. I could do that myself if I wanted. Just want him to stop comin’ around after I’ve sent him off.”

Tom stopped in front of the door to his bedroom and leaned against it. “You know, I’ve seen you be the nastiest bitch, yet you can’t get rid of a guy that’s nice? You must have lost your touch.”

You scoffed and punched his shoulder.

He didn’t hesitate to grab your wrist. “Don’t-”

“Wait!” You said, not caring about the empty threat he was about to place upon you, knowing he would never think about hurting you. “I’ve got it!”

Tom sighed and released you. “What brilliant plan have you devised now?”

“Well, Gary doesn’t know what I do for a living, right? But I’m sure he knows about you, and not from me, who doesn’t?”

Tom wasn’t following, his eye brow was arched as he watched you closely. You were incredibly sexy when you had a good idea. So happy, something he liked seeing on you with how rare it was in this line of business.

“What if you came over and pretended to be like my crazy possessive and violent ex?” You were smiling so wide at him, hoping he’d go for it.

He thought over your words. “Is that what you think of me?”

You rolled your eyes. “You missed the point, and no I do not, Thomas. I just think you’d be really good at pretending to be. You already shoot all the guys dirty looks if they even cast a glance my way. You’d be great at it.”

“What if I don’t want to pretend to be your ex?” He asked. “You know I’d much rather be with you.”

You blushed. You never really took those words of his seriously. Because even when he said them, there were still other women in his life, there were still times when you knew he could never possibly love you. That you couldn’t have a normal life together. Even if you wanted to be with him. “Tom-”

“Yeah, I’ll do it. But if I do, you’re going to sit down and listen to what I have to say about you and you believe me this time.” He held his hand out to you.

You took it and shook, sealing your deal. You were rather hoping what he’d have to tell you would be in your favor. Hand shakes were binding between the lot of you. But, having a normal boyfriend was something you rather enjoyed, it was like living in a cute little fantasy. One where you could imagine a frilly white wedding, and a house and three kids. Not the kind where you would constantly worry your husband was cheating on you, or the safety of your children. You pushed those thoughts away, you had to focus. “I’ll come up with a plan tonight and let you know in the morning.” You eagerly kissed his cheek. “Thank you, Tom.”

He shook his head at you. “Just don’t forget about the other end of the bargain.”

You nodded, “Of course. Goodnight, thank you for letting me stay the night.” You started off towards one of the many spare bedrooms.

“I’ve told you, anytime, Y/N.” He watched you go, rubbing the back of his neck.

The following morning you sat down with Tom and told him your plan. Everything was set, it was going to finally get Gary out of your life without you having to be an absolute bitch to him. Tom got the privilege of doing that.

“You ready?” You asked meeting Tom in front of your apartment building. You’d already confirmed that Gary was still there, so all you had to do was show up and let the fun begin.

You started bickering at the end of your hall, well more like yelling at each other. You didn’t care if your neighbors heard, you could easily tell them all the truth. “Go home, Tom!!” You shouted right outside your door. You fought with your keys to get them in the lock but he turned you around and your back hit the door. Just enough to make a noise, but not harsh enough to hurt you.

“Don’t fucking talk back to me!” He growled.

You got your door open and stepped back into your place as he followed you in. “Get out,” You shouted, shoving at him.

“Y/N?” You could hear Gary over your shoulder, somehow still on your couch and sounding groggy.

Tom grabbed your wrist and your chin smooshing your cheeks. “I fucking-”

“Hey!” Gary yelled, scrambling off the sofa. “Let go of her!”

“Who the fuck is this?” Tom asked, quickly. The gun he kept in the back of his pants was now pointed at Gary.

Gary held his hands up and took a step back, “W-whoa! H-hold on there-”

“Tommy please, please don’t worry about him, he-he’s just a friend.” You lied, sounding so innocent, tears welled in your eyes.

Tom’s eyes narrowed at the man before he cut them at you. He tsked, “Baby, you know better than to lie to me.”

“Y/N, who is this guy?” Gary asked, the fear in his voice made him sound 12.

“My-my ex,” You answered, making Tom’s hold on you a bit tighter as he tugged you closer to himself.

“Your what?” Tom asked, his tone threatening. “Maybe you should properly introduce me, darlin’. You know I love when you tell people what you are to me. What I’d do to anybody that even looks at you thinking they could love you better than I do.”

You whimpered, shrinking into your shoulders. You glanced over at Gary, you wished you could have laughed. He looked like he was about to piss himself. “Gary this is, Tom Holland… I-I’m sure you’ve heard of him…”

Gary swallowed thickly, knowing exactly who the man in front of him was now.

“Gary you should go. Really, T-Tom’s right. I’m his girl, and it was really a mistake to run off on him… but this isn’t working and I don’t want him doing something to you. It’s better this way.”

Gary could only stare at you. “You don’t possibly expect me to just leave you him with this crazy ass-”

Tom clicked the safety off his gun. “What was that, mate?”

Gary took a shallow breath.

“Gary, go! Leave for good please! I’ll be alright but you won’t be if you don’t leave!” You told him, praying he’d finally get out.

“Yeah Gary,” Tom added. “Get out.”

He scrambled to get his things before he was out the door, not even so much as putting his pants on.

You waited for the sound of the stairwell door at the end of the hall to close before you released a sigh of relief.

Tom finally released you and put the safety back on his gun before replacing it in his pants. “I didn’t hurt you, did I darling?” His hand was so gentle on your chin, a complete 180 from how it was before.

You smiled softly at him, “I’m alright Tom, really. I’m never going to be able to repay you. That was brilliant.” You didn’t even hesitate to hug him, something very rare for the two of you.

“Come on, Y/N,” He responded, arms wrapping around you. “You know I’d do anything for you. You’re my girl.”

You glanced up at him, “Tom, do you really-”

“Yes,” He answered before you could even get the question out. “It’s my turn now. I couldn’t wish for someone better than you to be by my side. I’m tired of not having this with you. You’re the only girl I want, alright? Will you please just be with me already? We’re perfect for each other and you know it as well as I do.”

You sighed. “I know all that… it’s just, sometimes it’s nice to have a break from the mob life. To think about having a normal life, with a husband and kids and being safe…”

Tom brushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. “Sweetheart, there’ll never be a safer place for you than with me. We can have a life together, maybe it won’t fully be conventional, but I’m willing to do what it takes to give you everything you want.”

“And what happens when you don’t want to anymore? What happens when you have to go off to some club and there’s other girls there and they’re way more attractive than me and they’re all over you-”

He laughed, “You’re taking the not in a committed relationship Tom and not getting the I want to be with you and only you Tom. Y/N, I want this with you. That’s it, alright? I’d never commit myself to you and do something to hurt you like that. You just have to trust me. Stop thinking about everything else. Do you want to be with me, yes or no?”

You knew he was right. You were being unfair, and trying to talk yourself out of something you really wanted because you were afraid. But from the determined look in his eyes you knew how much he wanted this. You nodded, “Yes I want to be with you.”

Tom smiled and pulled you in for a kiss.

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[kween-imaginer]

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Word Count: 1,717

Warning: None that I can think of really. Just some cursing and good old fashion sitcom embarrassment.

Summary: The one with Jill Goodacre. If you get that, I love you forever. Basically, the ever so famous Tom Holland is trapped in an ATM vestibule with the ever so awkward Y/N.

A/N: Send requests, I’d love to write them.

You walk into the vestibule, ready to deposit your check from work. You were tired and wanted to go home as quickly as you could so you almost didn’t see the man that you may or may not have ran into. Either way, You muttered an apology and went to the ATM to deposit.

As soon as it cleared, you went to walk out the doors, only to be stopped by the door not opening. You tried pushing and pulling. Only for it to be your nightmare. Trapped in an ATM vestibule in the freezing cold night of London when you could be in bed watching reruns of F.R.I.E.N.D.S with your best friend.

You pull out your phone only for it to not turn on at all. You muttered explicit words under your breath. You just wanted Chandler’s sarcasm to help amuse you through this.

“Well, what happened?” A familiar British voice spoke. You turn to see Tom Holland standing there in a flannel, black skinny jeans, and a coat that looked two sizes too big on him. He was questioning the locking of the doors.

“Hey,” you squeaked, naturally. Your cheeks started to burn as he looked at you quizzically. “I..uh...really want to go home, so if you could just tell me what’s going on, that’d be great.”

He brushed the confusion off his face and answered you, “Uh, my mate, Harrison, said it was a city-wide blackout, something wrong with the towers.”

“Fuck,” you groan. “Do you mind if I borrow your phone, I have to make a call.”

He gives you an odd look. It’s rightfully called for since he is a celebrity and the both of you are stuck in one room together. It might give off the wrong impression, or he could think you’re trying to find some information on his phone.

“Listen, I just need to call (Y/B/F/N) to tell her not to worry about me if I don’t come home in the next ten minutes, you can watch me dial if you’d like. My phone’s dead,” You hold up your phone to show. Tom, reluctantly, agrees and hangs up on Harrison. He hands you the phone and walks a bit away to give you some privacy.

“Hello?” (Y/B/F/N) chirped.

“Hey, it’s (Y/N),” You bite your lip hoping that she wouldn’t question the number. “Anyway, I wanted to tell you that I’m going to be late. I’m stuck in an ATM Vestibule.”

“With who, who’s phone are you using, what happened to yours?” she fired questions at you.

“Phone died, and no I can’t tell you who’s phone it is, that is just creepy,” you mutter. Tom looks over and you flash a pained smile, hoping that he isn’t seeing you slowly freak out over what’s happening at the moment.

I mean, what are the odds that you are stuck with your celebrity crush since God knows how long. And it’ll be a couple hours before you could even get out if you even wanted to do it.

“Are you okay?” your friend asks. You nod, stupidly. And yes, Tom did catch it and smiled a bit.

“Uh, yeah, just a bit chilly, but I’ll be fine,” you said quickly.

“Okay, let me know, I’ll try to send a firefighter or someone to help you, but Jacki says that people are calling the police like crazy,” she rambled.

You nod, again. “Yeah, I have to give him his phone back, bye.”

You heard a faint, “HE!?” before you clicked the end button.

“Thanks,” you hand him his phone back. He gives back a warm smile while reaching out for the phone. As soon as he grabbed it, you turned to go back to ‘your’ side of the vestibule, not making contact with him for half an hour.

“Do you want some gum?” he offered you. You just stared at his hand, in shock until he pulled his hand away awkwardly.

“Oh, God! Sorry, yes, um gum would be perfection,” you chuckle nervously. Gum is perfection, what the fuck (Y/N)? Tom either didn’t notice or didn’t want to embarrass you further, so he handed you a peace.

You tried blowing a bubble with it, out of habit, but it was a small peace so you barely got anything out, but Tom noticed and he let out a deep chuckle.

“You’re gonna need more than one piece for that,” he points to the sad bubble hanging out of your mouth. You quickly swipe it back in your mouth, only to swallow it and start hacking a lung out.

Tom rushed to your side with a look of concern. He pats and rubs your back as you continue to die. At least I can die in your arms, you thought dreamily and mostly sarcastically. People want to meet their celebrity crushes in beautiful ways, but coughing up a lung seemed like a close second in the Universe’s plans for you.

“You okay, love?” Tom asks as soon as you regulate your breathing. You nodded, knowing if you spoke, your voice would come out hoarsed.

“Good, because I do not to what I would do if you were actually choking,” he admits. You raise an eyebrow but look away with a smile and a head shake. “I’m being serious, I’d probably die myself before you’d choke.” That got a rough laugh out of you.

“Sorry, I’m much cuter than this is the real world,” you joke. He smiles.

“Real world?”

“Yeah, this shit can’t be real, I feel like I’m in a dream,” you say.

“Am I in the presence of a fan?” he jokes.

“I don’t know, am I in the presence of Spider-Man?” you kid back.

“Yes.”

“Then, yes.”

You both fall into a comfortable silence. Just you studying his features. The cameras could never do him justice. He is exceptionally handsome with his rugged boyish looks. He would look like one of your neighbors or a boy you go to uni with on a daily. A person that could blend in, but you couldn’t miss him at the same time.

“If you’re going to stare, you might as well give me your name, darling,” Tom pulls off a cheeky smile. You roll your eyes despite being embarrassed that you got caught staring and your cheeks becoming inflamed.

“It’s (Y/N),” you respond.

“I’m Tom,” he says, holding out a hand. You take it and shake it, laughing.

“I know, I’m your number one stalker,” you wink at him.

“Really?” he feigns the look of surprise. “You know I have always wanted to meet my number one stalker, but I’ve got to admit, you’re more clumsy than I would have expected.”

You act offended and back away, “I am so not clu-” but of course your life is a sitcom, and you hand to trip, making Tom reach out to grab you only for you to drag him down on top of you.

“So, maybe I’m a little clumsy,” you groan breathlessly. Tom lets out another chuckle and proceeds to get off of you. “I guess I’m the Emma to your Andrew.”

“What?” he scoots next to you.

“In Amazing Spider-Man 2, Peter, Andrew, didn’t catch Gwen, Emma, henceforth, you didn’t catch me from falling,” you explained to him.

“In my defense, you were practically on the ground already when you decided to grab my arm and yank me down on top of you,” your body felt like it was on fire from his words. How bothered could one person make you? Tom wanted to find out.

“Fine, I will give you that, but I am not just clumsy,” you childishly argue.

“Okay then, tell me three things about you,” He said,

“I’m (Y/N), I am not just clumsy, but I binge watch T.V. shows like I get paid to do it, I procrastinate like no tomorrow, and I manage to turn into a tomato any time a cute person lays their eyes on me,” your ears turned red at the last statement.

“I’m Tom, puppies are my kryptonite, I secretly like to listen to Celine Cion on repeat, and I like making cute people turn into a tomato,” he slyly flirts, which of course makes you turn red.

“You’re a wanker,” you laugh, trying to hide your red face. He just laughs. 

A phone ringing, more specifically his, makes whatever laughter was left, disappear.

“Yeah?” Tom answers the phone, getting up from his spot. You get up too and wipe imaginary dirt off your pants. “Okay, see you in a bit.”

“Harrison?” you questioned.

“Yeah, he said we should be able to leave now, the power is slowly coming back on in quadrants and ours is on,” Tom answers. You nod, but neither move. 

“I want to admit I had fun, despite embarrassing myself numerous times,” you say genuinely. 

Tom nods in agreement and moves closer towards you, “You wanna take a picture?”

“Phone’s dead,” you hold up your phone again.

“Just give me your insta, and I’ll send it to you,” he reasons. You nod, slowly.

“You’re not going to be my stalker, now are you?” you kid.

He smiles, “Of course, I wanna be like you, but with less of the falling and choking.” You shake your head and stand next to him while he takes out his phone.

“Ready?” You nod. 

You had the idea to turn and kiss his cheek at the last minute, but guess who had the same idea? You both ended up sharing a kiss that was caught by the camera. You pull away, blushing like a mad woman. A shy smile graces his face.

“Sorry,” he mumbles. 

“It’s fine, but I have to get going, make sure that you send it to me,” you give him your Instagram account name. 

“Promise,” he says watching you walk to the doors. However, he stops you. “Here take my coat, it’s too cold for you.”

“I can’t,” you try to shrug it off, but he zips it up. 

“I’ll text you if I want it back, it’ll give me an excuse to see you again.”

With that, you both head in opposite directions out of the ATM Vestibule. Both of you walk into your flats and face your best friends. Only to say.

“I had an amazing blackout.”

[munsonmanor]

Ok so this is just something I kind of typed up. I haven’t written anything in like 4 years and I kind of want to get back into it? Maybe? Idk.

Its pretty rusty and not that great. Doesnt really have a story or anything or even make that much sense really but im warming up here so bare with me here...

Based off the prompt quote thing “Would you like some cake for this trying time?”

A little readerxTom imagine thingy I guess?

“Hey love!”

The door to your apartment swings open quickly and you look up from your spot on the couch. You watch as Tom comes stumbling in, all sweaty from his run.

He was wearing a baggy grey sweatshirt and had the sleeves pushed almost all the way up his arms.

“Im back, finally...” he mumbles as he swings the door back shut and throws his keys and ipod onto the little table by the door.

“Hey.” You reply casually, “ you have a good run?” You ask before slowly turning back to catch the last few moments of your current Netflix binge. You aren’t paying much attention but you hear him mumble, “Yeah.” as he lets out a deep breath.

You hum in acknowledgement and pull your blanket closer, focusing back in on the television.

In the background you can hear Tom make his way into the kitchen and start rustling around in the pantry. He’s always starving after his runs, you think, and give out a small chuckle before settling deeper into the couch.

Your show ends a few minutes later. You stand and stretch, reaching your arms to the ceiling. It was almost 9pm, you noted to yourself looking at the little digital clock on the cable box.

Tom had left for his run almost 2 hours ago, which meant he must have ended up walking most of the way. It normally only took him 1 hour.

“Feeling lazy today?” You joked loudly towards the kitchen doorway. After a few seconds with no reply, you turn to head into the kitchen. You could hear Tom in there banging with the pots and pans. Was he trying to cook?

As you turn the corner to the kitchen you could see that Tom was crouching in front of the cabinet that held the pans. His back was to you.

He had taken off his sweatshirt and was now wearing just a plain blue tee that he had worn underneath it.

You watched as he moved around the pans in search of something. He was making an awful lot of noise.

“What are you doing?” you spoke loudly trying to distinguish yourself from the metal clattering.

As you spoke he startled and jumped, turning his head around to look at you.

“Oh my god y/n! You scared me half to death,” he breathed out, “my lord!” He very dramatically put his hand to his chest as if to check his heart. The goofball.

“What are you looking for?” You asked, ignoring his dramatics.

“Well,” he stood, closing the cabinet doors and turning towards you with a furrow in his brow.

“I thought for sure I had left my phone down there but apparently not.” Huffing he crossed his arms and pouted. Still, looking around at the kitchen as if he could maybe magically spot the missing phone, before continuing “I remember putting it down but for the life of me I cant remember where!” He threw his arms up in exasperation.

He was still all sweaty from his run which only added to him looking just completely distraught about losing his phone.

Typical Tom, you thought, always losing things.

“Well do you remember when you last had it?” You asked trying to be helpful.

“I think before going on my run...” he looked around once more, “maybe.”

“You literally are always losing your phone Tom.” You sighed and came over to lean up against the counter next to him. He leaned closer to you pressing his shoulder to yours.

“I know!” He whined, “I dont know how this always happens to me y/n!”

He turned with his arms still crossed and put his forehead on your shoulder. “Im a bloody idiot.” He mumbled, and uncrossed his arms to wrap them around your waist.

“Help meee.” Tom begged as he squeezed you closer and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

You sighed and wrapped an arm around his back. Tom was always so dramatic and clingy when he lost things.

You knew from past experience that the phone would most likely be found in some odd and random place within the next day or two so you really were not as worried about it as Tom. But until it was found you knew you would be left with a whiny Tom who would not stop thinking about whatever he had done with his darn phone.

It would be a long few days.

You sighed again and pulled yourself from his arms. You had an idea.

“Nooo” he whined, “I need you. Im sad.” He reached out for a hug. You grabbed his hands and swung your arms with his, deflecting his hug attempts. He pouted.

“It will show up eventually Tom.” You lean in and kiss his nose quickly before turning towards the fridge behind you. “Until then...” you drag out your words as you reach your arm out to pull open the fridge. You know exactly what will cheer him up.

You grab a small white cardboard box from the top shelf. Inside held a half eaten cake that had been bought to celebrate Toms new movie. Turning back to face him with the box in your hands you ask, in the most posh voice you could come up with, “Would you like some cake for these trying times?”

His smile is instant.

I knew it, you thought. Food is always the key to this boys heart.

He reaches out to take the box from you and says in an equally as haughty tone, “Why yes ma’am, I think I would.”

Tom takes the box in one hand and pretends to lift his imaginary top hat with the other. His search for his phone has been put aside for now.

“You goof” you giggle. Tom just smiles back and turns to the counter to set down the cake box. He reaches into the top cabinets to start grabbing plates. “Im you’re goof.” You hear him mumble happily.

“Yeah, my goof.” You wrap your arms around him from behind and kiss his neck quickly before letting go again to help him with the cake.

[wizkiddx]

Forget the world

I really really hope everyones okay at the moment. The world is truly fucking shit, but sending all my love, and it is okay to feel completely done at this point (I do hence why I wrote this instead of meeting my deadlines :/)

Summary: readerxtomholland -- pure fluff when everything gets a bit much for Y/n

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A third lockdown in the UK. More than 1000 deaths in a day. US capitol riots highlighting just how stark the white privilege is. The worlds a scary place and sometimes it gets too much. It’s good to be informed, to be politically and socially active, fighting the good fight… right? Well yes, but we are humans.

Humans are more complex than that. We ruminate we feel and we empathise. None of these issues have directly affected you, but that doesn't mean these things don’t hurt you - even a little. Bit by bit, a person can so easily get chipped away until there’s not a lot of fight left.

These daily 5 o’clock briefing, the prime minister in all his stupid oafish idiocy invading your living rooms with his persistent if oh so incorrect chat of ‘how well the UK has handled this crisis’. Then going on to spout more and more bad news. It was like a scheduled form of torture that Brits just had to through. And it just got a lot.

What didn’t help at all to you, was the fact your boyfriend was leaving for work again. You’d barely had him for two weeks before he was being whisked away in his private jet again. And even that time, it wasn’t really couple quality time… not by a long shot. Because of the complicated and ever-changing laws in the UK, you had both moved into his parents' house rather than being stuck just the two of you over Christmas. Don’t get the wrong impression, you lovvvveeeeeddddd his family - it was crazy, chaotic and infuriating in the best way.

That, however, didn’t get away from the fact you missed him. You missed lying in till the afternoon. You missed having breakfast for dinner after cooking it up in your skimpy pyjamas. You missed silence - of the two of you just coexisting. You missed your Tom.

SO fair to say you were not feeling particularly over-enthused on this overcast Tuesday morning. Somehow sensing this while you were still asleep, Tom chose not to wake you and instead crept out the room to go golfing with his brothers and dad for the last time before he left. Having woke up a couple of hours ago, you made the executive decision to just stay there - just feeling like the energy it’d take up to move was too torturous to expend. When Tom and the boys got back then, they immediately recounted the whole experience to Nikki - Harry showing off at his particularly good round - before Tom naturally started searching for you. His mum, being almost psychic, instantly noticed and just shook her head over Harry’s droning voice as she pointed upstairs. And with a thankful nod, he snuck away - if anything grateful for the escape.

“Love…. Love?” Tom hesitantly crept into the room, your body facing away and still wrapped like a burrito in the duvet. You rolled over and gave him a small smile, to which he grinned at and immediately leapt on to the bed. Land directly on your stomach. With force. You let out an ‘ooof’ as his not so petite body knocked all the air out of you, making you groan and recoil to your side as he laughed pitifully at you. “I missed you” He just grinned, worming his way from lying horizontally across you until he was lying completely on top of you his chin resting on your chest bone as he smiled at you. “And you thought you’d jump on me to show that?” “I couldn’t help it you just looked so peaceful” You quirked your head, not seeing his point. “And your not allowed to look like that without me!” He huffed, finally rolling off you as you giggled at his stupidity. “But seriously you good? Its 12 and you’ve not moved yet.” “Mhmm just… just.” “You're just just?” He teased, now leaning up on his elbow as he smiled down at you. “Exactly. I just can’t deal with today.” You sighed as you spoke, looking up to him with eyes as if asking him to help. It made his jokey and teasing demeanour take a serious turn, his eyebrows furrowing as he really inspected your face - as if trying to the find the answer written in small print under your nose. He whispered a ‘what do you mean’ asking you to go on. “I don’t know …it’s just lockdown and America and…and you going. I’m just self-pitying really.” “No” Tom stated rather adamantly, as he sat up and then pulled you up by the arms earning yet another groan from you as he interrupted your cocoon of warmth. “You're allowed to feel shitty because it is all actually very shitty indeed.” You rolled your eyes at that, even if you did agree because you didn’t want to be the mopey desperate girlfriend who can’t handle when he goes away. “Y/n/n I’m serious. The news and everything… it’s a lot and you're allowed to feel like you can’t comprehend whats going on.” In response you just nodded, averting your eyes away from his because, for no real reason at that moment, his eye contact seemed to be forcing you to cry. But the boy did not let up. Instead, he crawled up to you, his legs sandwiching yours as he kneeled in front of you. “And… I’m going to miss you a lot when I go.” Tom gently pushed your chin up so his locked eyeline with your watery ones that instantly started to overflow. Tom murmured an ‘oh love’ as he threw his arms around you, letting you cry into his shoulder - most probably ruining his new fancy golf shirt.

You stayed like that for some time, him gently hushing you and stroking the back of your messy bed head. Until you’d finally calmed into little hiccups and Tom arched back. He cupped his hands around your cheeks, his thumbs brushing away your tear tracks. “Let's have a just us day huh? We can… forget the world.” “Forget the world?” Your laugh was a little wet and sad sounding but it was music to Tom’s ears and only spurred him on more. “Yeh! Fuck the world. It’s just you and me and we can do whatever you want!” “You’re stupid” you just giggled, trying to hide your face because he had you blushing like a lovestruck teen… which was exactly how he made you feel. “I know! So come on what should we do… movie or something isn’t right because you still can think about- I got it!” He leapt off you and started looking around the room, first pulling the chair out from its position in the corner and then whipping the duvet cover off your legs. “TOM! what-“ “We are building a fort!” And his stupid grin said it all. It took next to no convincing before you were running downstairs with him, ransacking the sitting room of all blankets (earning you some comically quizzical gazes from his Dad and Sam) before running back up.

This stupid stupid boy that you had to pleasure of calling your boyfriend had you revert to a seven-year-old as the two of you attempted to construct this fort. Attempted being the keyword, it kept collapsing when one of you accidentally stubbed your toe on the chair holding all the structural integrity of your creation (*Tom). However, after a ridiculous amount of attempts you were adding the piste de resistance - aka fairy lights - to the interior while Tom set up a game of Harry Potter monopoly on the next floor you’d made.

And that’s how you burned the day away; laughing whilst getting overly competitive at your Harry Potter knowledge; ordering pizza that you forced Harry to delivery to the entrance of your fort from the front door (you even managed to make Harry knock on the makeshift blanket door, which had the two of you cracking up no end); generally just being stupid together. Before you knew it, the time had ticked to half eleven and the both of you knew it was time to bed down for the night. With a sigh, signifying the beginning of the end of Tom’s last day in the UK, you went to crawl out of the fort - expect your boyfriend had other plans. Rather, he yanked you back towards him so you almost fell into his front and then proceeded to roll you both, so now you were lying flat on the ground while he leaned above you. “You … little miss… are not going anywhere.” You hummed at him about to ask why, before being rudely interrupted as he pressed his lips against yours. You didn't fight it though, immediately relaxing into it and wrapping your legs round his waist to pull him impossibly closer. After a few moments, you broke the kiss staring up at him with the softest eyes. “Sorry I just had to stop you from ruining the moment.” He jibed, and again you went to scowl but were cut off by his soft lips on yours once again. Tom only pulled away when both of your lungs had started to burn a little, needing to come up for air. With a whisper telling you not to move, Tom bolted out the fort. You could hear him scurrying around in the room - to be honest, it sounded like he was ransacking it- before the big light was flicked off and he crawled back in in the darkness.

This time you’d learned your lesson, waiting patiently until he spoke first. “I got a surprise… it was uh- supposed to be for when I was already away but I think now works too” You couldn’t see his face through the darkness, but what you knew, either way, was the excitement that’d be on his face - he loved revealing stuff like this to you because he is, as previously mentioned a child. And then he flicked the switch and the interior of the tent was illuminated by a pattern of stars, projecting upwards and swirling around on the blanket roof. The sight had you audible gasping, this time the dim light it gave meaning Tom could see your eyes widen in delight. “Tom its-“ “Not as beautiful as you.”

Hell, you knew how fucking corny this was. And how if any of your mates ever recounted the story you’d be recoiling is dismay at the cliche-ness of it. But at that moment you swore your heart could burst, looking between the twinkling projections and Tom’s dimly glowing features - the blue light bouncing off his cheekbones and making him look just even more divine. “We are sleeping here tonight because I just don’t want this moment to end” You whispered making Tom chuckle as he lay back down next to you, letting you curl into his side and resting your head on his chest - so you were watching the swirling walls whilst listening to his heartbeat. “This fort… will always be ours.” He spoke lowly, reaching for your hands and entwining his fingers with yours slowly. “I’m going to mis-“ “Shhhhh” He blocked you from finishing the phrase, pressing a kiss to the top of your head before continuing. “ Don’t forget we’re forgetting the world yeh? It’s just you and me.” “Just you and me isn’t half bad.” You whispered, using your thumb to draw little meaningless patterns on the top of his palm. “No… not half bad at all.” His voice was so quiet, so calming he barely even used his voice - rather just breathing the words out as he squeezed you into his chest. You knew he was trying to make you fall asleep. This is what he always did, a kiss to the head, his voice barely existing, him squeezing you just a little tighter. But you didn’t want to. Because that meant that he’d leave when you woke.

You desperately tried to fight the waves of relaxation, trying to pay attention to each little swirl and tinkle of the projector but it was hypnotic, and that coupled with the steady beat of his heart had you soon losing the battle. Tom could tell you were fighting, Tom could always tell. So he gently shifted his arm under you baggy t-shirt, allowing Tom to trace little circles on your bare skin. That was enough to have force your eyes to become deadweights as they locked shut.

“I got you…I’ll still be here when you wake up” You hummed, pressing yourself into his side a little more. “‘hankyou for… for…” Tom grinned, knowing you weren’t going to make it to the end of the sentence. But that didn’t matter. At that moment, the only thing in the world that matters was having you in his arms.

“I’ll always forget the world when I’m with you.”

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Ultimatum

Tom HollandxReader

Dad!RDJ/Tony Stark

Word Count: 2,389

Request by @andreuskystuff: So what about a Tom Holland x reader where he's dating Z but reader is in love with him since they started filming Homecoming? Then Z forces him to choose between Reader and herself? I'll let the end to you. I don't know if you'll want to do this tho. Let me know what you think.

A/N: Took some liberties! Hope you like it still!

When Tom started working for Marvel as Peter Parker for Civil War you became fast friends. Since his character was under your dad’s wing, in real life and the film life since you were his daughter in both, you two got a few scenes together. But while you weren’t filming you became fast friends.

From lunch breaks, to hanging out off set, to days off it was like the two of you had been best friends since childhood. Almost exactly like Tom and Harrison. Except it wasn’t like Tom and Harrison’s relationship because you really liked Tom. Really wanted to be with Tom. But you also knew how difficult it could make things, you still had a few more movies to go and you being not only apart of the movies your dad was in, your part in Homecoming and the movie to follow would be a lot more than just in passing. So, you couldn’t risk making things weird if it didn’t work out.

Even if Tom flirted back with you.

So, you shoved all your feelings aside. If you still had a crush on him when you were done filming Homecoming, well maybe then you would say something. At least then you’d be halfway done the number of movies he would be in.

When filming for Homecoming started, everything was normal. All until the rest of the Homecoming cast became a gang. So now Zendaya, Laura, Tony, and Jacob were hanging out with you, Tom and Harrison a lot. Too much for your preference.

But you accepted it, you weren’t going to not hang out because everyone else was there.

After Homecoming, you still felt the same for him, and you tried to shake it. You really did. But you couldn’t. Especially once Infinity War started filming. That was just more time with Tom alone this time. Only you noticed that Zendaya had started to hang out with the two of you as well. Jealousy was not something you wanted to be feeling, so deciding it best, you started to close yourself off from him.

Tom really didn’t understand what was going on, but with you not really talking to him as much he found more of his time was being spent with Zendaya. So, he accepted that maybe you just didn’t want to be friends with him. It hurt, like hell, especially once he got the news that no M.J. would not be Peter’s love interest in Far From Home, it was your character that would be.

You tried to talk to Jon, to get him to change it, or something so you didn’t have to act like you and Tom were crushing ridiculously hard on each other on set. Nor did you want any mishaps of a kiss scene. However, your director was unable to change things.

Your biggest problem with this situation though? Tom and Zendaya had just started to exclusively see each other. Something you did not want to be in the middle of like this. You wanted to get over Tom, not be more jealous and at the same time probably make his girlfriend even more so!

You left Jon’s office that afternoon, successfully crashing into Tom on your way out.

“Hey, Y/N,” He greeted, having heard your conversation with Jon he couldn’t get himself to smile. He was confused as to why you’d want to have them drastically change the movie. Did you really not like him that much now? He wondered what it was he did that he pushed you away, pushed you to try and convince the director that you didn’t want to pretend on screen to be with him.

“Hey,” You said, unable to meet his eyes, you rubbed the back of your neck. “Gotta go.” Stepping past him, you started towards your trailer.

Tom didn’t hesitate to catch up to you. “Wait up.”

You didn’t stop but he did keep following you. “What, Tom?”

“I just… did I do something?” He asked.

You shook your head. “Not at all, why do you ask?”

He shrugged. “Well, you just sort of seem… mad at me I guess… I heard you with Jon, why were you trying to get him to change stuff so we aren’t together?”

You reached your trailer and opened the door, Tom went to follow you but you stopped in the doorway.

He stopped in front of you and actually caught your eyes this time. “What did I do? I’ve known you a few years now, Y/N. I know something’s been wrong, so tell me so I can fix it and we can get on with it.”

You shook your head, “No idea what you’re talking about, weren’t you supposed to be getting lunch with Z?” The second the question left your lips his eyes widened. You regretted asking it, it wasn’t meant to throw any hints at him, it was just you wondering why he was here.

He cast a glance over his shoulder. “Told her I had some stuff to do,” He told you. He took a step closer to you. “You’re jealous.”

You glared at him. “Oh really, am I? Because I think that’s a terrible accusation to make against someone that was trying to make it so you could play boyfriend girlfriend on screen with your actual girlfriend.”

He laughed, “Come on, Y/N. We both know that’s a lie.” He was leaning just so he was now face to face with you.

He was so close to you if you even shifted you thought your noses might touch. But you kept your ground, your arms crossed. “What is your problem?”

“My problem is that I don’t want things in the script to change. I want us to be together in this movie because I think it’ll be brilliant.”

You turned your head away finally and stepped back into your trailer. “Well I think all it’s going to do is make you break my heart more than you already have.” You slammed the door in his face.

While he had his inklings, your confession really hit him. He thought about knocking, but then thought it might just make things worse.

Your first actual flirting scene with Tom did not start out smoothly.

Jon pulled both of you aside. “Guys, come on… You’ve gotta sell it. I’ve seen you two flirting before, it comes so natural to you guys. Just do that, alright? Make us feel like you two are actually falling in love with each other, hm?”

You were both pink cheeked when you got back into positions. You could practically feel Daya glaring at you before they started rolling. But, you turned it up 100 percent. So much so that Tom really did fumble over his lines, and not in the acting way he was supposed to.

As soon as the scene was over you hightailed it to your trailer, glad it was your last scene for the day.

Except now you had another problem, with how dialed up you made it, you knew that it was going to be expected of you the rest of shooting. So, you locked everything deep down inside you.

It was finally the day you were really dreading. The day you were going to have to kiss Tom, and he was going to have to kiss you back. And you swore to yourself you were not going to move your lips at all. If the world thought you were bad at kissing, good. Better than if people thought you were in love with him.

The biggest problem with this kiss you found though was that you had to be strapped up to wires and Tom. Which meant that once you were done the scene you couldn’t just leave, you had to wait to be lowered, and unstrapped. It also didn’t help that you pretty much had to wrap your entire self around Tom, or that his hand was going to be specifically placed under your butt to make holding you up more believable.

You went through the scene perfectly. Up until the kiss. Tom hesitated, you didn’t move a muscle, his nose bumped yours before his lips landed upon your own. Only to find that yours refused to move.

“CUT,” Jon yelled, you could see the annoyance on his face from so far away, you knew you were in for the lecture.

God, it didn’t help that Zendaya was on set, waiting for Tom to finish up. Maybe you could push all your thoughts aside and just act if she wasn’t staring you down.

After your lecture from your director, Tom whispered into your ear. “I know you hate me now, but how about we make this a good one huh? Try and show me what you really feel, Y/N.”

You didn’t respond, but if that’s what he wanted, fine. That’s what you’d give him.

You reshot the scene and just as he leaned in to kiss you, his lips fell on yours and it was like you released all the anger and jealousy from your body. You kissed him like it was the last time you’d ever see him again, and frankly that might be true with how you felt about him and the awkwardness you’d now feel everyday. But, as he held you tighter, his tongue slipped out and grazed your lip.

You heard the cut, but apparently Tom didn’t. You broke away from him so fast that his head followed yours like someone tore a bottle of water away from his lips.

You could see Zendaya fuming.

You could see Tom staring at you from the corner of your eye.

But you released yourself from him and waited to be set on the ground. As soon as you were free from your ropes you practically ran off set.

Tom on the other hand stood there dumbfounded. He could feel you put everything into that kiss. He knew how much he’d hurt you. He hated himself. Why did he decide it was okay to date Zendaya, but he couldn’t get himself to ask you?

“What was that?” Zendaya asked her boyfriend as soon as the two of them were alone.

“What?” Tom asked, trying to act as if he wasn’t coming to the conclusion that he really did like you and he didn’t care how things ended but he wanted them to end good, not like this.

“You know what. That kiss was not a screen kiss. Everyone knows she likes you. I’m not going to do this with you, Tom. I like you a lot. I was so happy when we finally got together. But she’s always gotta be in the picture, she’s all you would talk about, and I thought it was just because you guys were friends, but I see it now. And I really hope I’m wrong, I want you to tell me I’m wrong. I want you to choose me over her. And when you do I want you to be done with her. Cut her from your life.”

Tom could only stare at her. She was really making him choose?

“Well Tom? Pick. Me or Y/N.” Zendaya stated.

“Y/N,” Tom said, without hesitation. This fallout was something he knew he’d have to deal with sooner or later. He’d just get through filming and be done with it. But he wasn’t going to lose you because the girl he was seeing didn’t want you in his life, whether he liked you or not.

He ran straight for your trailer once Zendaya was gone. He banged on your door until you finally answered. You looked worse for ware, your makeup had been wiped off, your eyes were red from crying. You sighed seeing him. “Go away, Tom. Don’t you have a girlfriend to make things up to?”

“No, I have a girl that I didn’t want to ruin things with, to make it up to. You, Y/N. I’m sorry, truly.” He stepped into your trailer and shut the door behind himself, making you back away from him. He grabbed your shoulders. “I was so afraid of losing you that I didn’t want to risk asking you out. With Zendaya it was easy because if it got messed up it didn’t matter, but if this got messed up I don’t know what I’d do without you. But I realize I caused exactly what I didn’t want to happen and I’m so sorry. Can you ever forgive me? Because the second Z asked me to choose between you and her, I didn’t hesitate to say you and I want to be able to prove to you how much I want you.”

You stared at him as he manically explained things to you. “You… you chose me?”

He nodded. “And I’d choose you a million times over, because you are the most amazing person I’ve ever met and I’ve liked you since the moment we met. Please please go on a date with me. Let me kiss you every single day as much as I possibly can so I can show you how much you mean to me.”

You reached out and gently took his hand. “Are you sure it’s really what you want and you aren’t just-”

He tugged you closer making you really look up at him. “You’re the girl I want to be with, today, tomorrow, and as many days as you’ll let me have you for.”

“What if I said no?” You asked.

His face faltered, but the answer he gave was so genuine, “Then I’m going to spend every single day trying to convince you as to why you be with me, besides the obvious that we both like each other. Until you tell me I have to stop. But even if you say yes I’ll still give you reasons everyday as to why we should be together.”

You smiled softly and wrapped your arms around his torso.

He sighed in relief and held you close. “This is a yes right? Please tell me it’s yes.”

You nodded against him. “Even if you hadn’t given me such an extremely lovely answer, the answer still would have been yes.”

Toms smile went wide before he grabbed your face and kissed you. This was a right kiss, with the right girl.

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The Model and the Actor

Tom HollandxModel!Reader

NOT Dad!RDJ

Word Count: 1,256

Request from Anon: hey chick, may I request a Tom Holland x Model!Reader? Like he’s been obsessing over her for months (same applies to her) and he has yet to ask her out but is too shy, and whilst in an interview with the cast of the avengers, the interviewer introduces reader to tom and they both get super shy and everyone teases them? Super detailed sorry but please xox

Ever since you first started off in the industry Tom had been following you. Well not in the literal sense. Every magazine you were in, he bought one, every interview you were in, he watched. He was definitely a huge fan of yours. You were sweet and beautiful, what wasn’t there to like?

But he was still low on the food chain himself, but God his dream was to meet you someday. If just to tell you how beautiful he thought you were.

You on the other hand had been following Tom since you saw him in How I Live Now. He was just so cute and you could tell he was going to go far in his acting career. Then when he was cast as Spider-Man for Marvel, well you knew he’d really start to take off.

And he did, and there were a few times you were at the same events, but you never managed to run into him. You figured it must not be meant to be.

Work was busy, you went from Paris to New York, LA to London. You were on of the top models in the world, finally reaching your dreams. All you ever wanted was to make it big, and now that you had you realized you’d never be out of the spotlight. Not that there was really a problem with that, you wouldn’t have become a model if you didn’t.

Fashion week had just practically ended and you were setting up interviews with the big names of late night t.v. When you found out that you’d be the first person interviewed and that some Marvel actors would be interviewing after you to promote End Game, you were excited. You tried to not to get your hopes up though. But you really wanted Tom to be there. Over the course of the past few years he’d gotten even bigger and way more handsome. He was so funny and you just wanted to meet him.

When it was finally confirmed that he would in fact be there, while not admitting it to anyone, you fangirled for a good few minutes before calming yourself down and coming up with a plan.

The day of the interview both you and Tom were buzzing with nervousness. If you finally got to meet you both wondered how things would go.

Upon your arrival at the studio you found that you were not able to meet the few Marvel actors that were there before the show.

So, there you were sitting beside your host, James Corden. He started the interview off like he would any other. It wasn’t long before he was finally introducing the Marvel cast members.

There was so much applause. Mark Ruffalo, Scarlett Johansson, Robert Downey Jr., and Tom all  came out.

Your heart skipped a beat, he was heading right towards you as you stood with James to greet them all.

Tom was speechless as you offered your hand to him. He didn’t know what to say, everything happened so fast he was suddenly sitting in a seat beside you. His three co-stars sitting behind the two of you.

You cast a quick shy glance Tom’s way, you couldn’t believe this was happening.

Tom nervously wiped his hands on his pants.

“Wow, we seem to have two nervous kids up here, don’t we,” James laughed, making everyone else laugh.

“What do you expect?” Mark asked. “Tom’s got the biggest crush on Miss Y/L/N. Never shuts up about her.”

Tom’s face lit up red, he tried to counter, but stumbled over words as he saw you blush a great deal as well.

“Come on, Mark you’re embarrassing the kids,” Robert said, a sly smile on his face.

“And judging by the look on your face Y/N, you seem to have a bit of a crush on Tom here,” James accused.

“Oh well I-,” You started, then you glanced at Tom and any thoughts left as his face fell. You didn’t mean for that to sound negative, but now with that little hint you found yourself able to take a breath. At least you knew he didn’t not like you. “Of course. What girl my age or younger wouldn’t have a crush on him. He’s funny and handsome and have you seen his dog? Cutest little bean I have ever seen and he loves her so much.”

You realized you probably went a little far, but hey, you’d probably never see him again if you didn’t talk to him after this so who cares if the world knew you had a crush on someone.

This got ooh’s from the audience and the group behind you.

Tom blushed the entire rest of the interview. He found he couldn’t even respond. All he could do was think about how you just admitted you liked him.

God your nervousness grew as you sat there while the three adults behind you promoted their movie. Of course, just before the end they all started to roast you and Tom for having been so quiet.

“I know where Tom will be after this,” Scarlett stated.

“They’ve definitely got a thing for each other. Maybe something will come out of it,” Mark added.

“Or maybe the kid will finally get over his not wanting to date phase and actually do something about the girl he likes,” Robert said, reaching over and putting his hand on Tom’s shoulder.

The show ended, you were finally free to head out and you found things to be rather awkward.

But you received apologies from the other interviewees just in case they embarrassed you too much before they all threw looks at Tom, as if pushing him.

“I’m… I’m really sorry about them… Being the youngest, I sort of catch all the teasing…” He admitted, finally finding words now that you two were alone.

You smiled softly at him. “It’s alright, I get it. I think it’s sweet that they’re like that with you.”

“It can be sometimes,” He told you.

Silence fell between you, he rubbed the back of his neck, you looked down at your feet.

You both went to say something, then told the other to go first, thankfully the little slip made things a bit more comfortable.

“Was what you said true?” Tom asked.

You nodded. “Yeah… And that was before you were brought on as Spider-Man.”

Tom’s eyes widened at your truth. “R-really?”

“Yeah, always thought you were pretty cute, and very talented.”

“I… wow… I never imagined… Funnily enough I um I’ve been following your career for quite some time too. I hope that doesn’t sound weird… I just… you’re so beautiful and sweet.”

You smiled up at him, softly.

“Ask her out already!” Robert said from the side of the stage, sounding exasperated.

You both blushed and found you were being watched by the four that you thought had left you. All of them notioning to Tom the he should do it.

You chuckled lightly as he turned around with an annoyed look.

“Now they’ve gone and ruined things.” Tom stated.

“Why do you say that?” You asked.

“Because now if I ask you out you’ll believe it was because they told me to do it.”

You took a small step forward. “Well then, will you go out with me? Because I really like you Tom, and I think we’d be great together. Whether your friends told you to ask me or not.”

He smiled back at you. “Uh yeah, yeah I’d love to.”

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Backsliding

Tom HollandxReader

NOT!Dad 

Word Count: 740

Summary: Based off the song Backsliding by Carrie Underwood.

Falling in love so fast was not supposed to end like this. The second you met Tom you knew, he was your one. The person that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. It was only a few months before he proposed and you got married.

That day was perfect. Yet, many of the days that followed were far from it. Being married to a movie star had its downfalls. Like hardly getting to see each other, false news, late night or early morning phone calls that disrupted one or the others sleep schedule only for one of you to fall asleep 5 minutes into the call anyway. So many reasons to just give up on it all.

To find something better, something worth it.

Yet, here you were lying in your bed thinking about him lying next to you. Wishing he was, but the other thoughts of the fights and the final one where you both decided that it was time to move on. You both agreed.

You wondered why you didn’t fight harder to keep it, why he didn’t either. Maybe it was just because it was easy. As you sat there you thought, wishing you hadn’t put your rings in your dresser drawer.

You reached for your phone, it was late. You knew you shouldn’t, but it wasn’t the first time. You called the number, it only rang twice before he answered. You knew he was in town, so you knew it’d be easy to convince him to come home. If home was even the word for it now.

It wasn’t long before there was a knock at your door. You padded down and opened it, the dull porch light caught in brown eyes.

A sense of relief washed over both of you as Tom stepped through. The door closed softly behind him, with a flick of the lock his lips were falling on yours, taking you in like he thought you might disappear from his grasp.

Everytime he was in town it’s how it went, and every morning you’d wake up wearing his shirt and he’d still be there.

Yet, everytime he left with the same words on his lips. “Y/N, we can’t keep doing this… we separated for a reason. We need to stop backsliding, we need to stop falling back into the same thing. I don’t want us hurting each other.”

You’d agree, wondering why you didn’t stop him from leaving. Him wondering why he didn’t stay.

It was another year before the two of you started casually seeing other people. It wasn’t the same. You heard about Tom seeing some model through a tabloid you passed at the store. He heard you were dating a nice guy from one of your mutual friends.

So, why was it neither of you could just be happy? Was it because you kept thinking about the past? Was it because even after the two of you knew the other was seeing someone else you still managed to call him, and he always showed up?

There's a million reasons why you should be happy. You just needed one, but that one reason, the millions, weren’t good enough because all that really made you happy was him, and all that made him happy was you.

You finally decided that enough was enough. You were going to call him and tell him, you were done. You were pushing him out of your life for good. You weren’t going to let him back in. But he answered his phone calling you love, and you knew you were sliding back.

He held you so close that night, you’d thought he’d been asleep when the words quietly fell from your lips.

“Why do I need you if we aren’t meant to be together? Why do we keep doing this? I need you, Tom. I can’t even begin to explain how much…” Tears slid down and caught on your pillow. A gasp left you when Tom’s hand came up and brushed your cheek. Your eyes met his in surprise.

“I need you too, sweetheart… I’m sorry. I know things haven’t been perfect, but I do still love you.” He whispered to you, placing soft kisses on your forehead.

“I love you too, Tom.”

“It won’t be easy, but I think we could make it work better now, don’t you?”

You nodded.

He smiled and pulled you in for a kiss.

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More Than Good Enough

Tom HollandxReader

Word Count: 778

Request from anon: Would you be willing to write a Tom Holland x Reader fic where the reader is dating tom and is also an actress and she’s been facing a lot of rejection (like not getting parts) recently and she gets really depressed and thinks she’s not good enough and he comforts her and makes her feel better?

A/N: Sorry it’s so short!

‘I got the part!’ The text from Tom read. A wave of jealousy crashed over you as you curled up tighter on your couch. Of course you were proud of him and very happy that he got the part in this new movie he wanted.

But once again you got a rejection call that morning, making it hard to really feel the happiness you wanted to for him. You sent back a short congrats before turning your phone off.

It wasn’t that you wanted to ignore him, but you just couldn’t read his excited messages you knew would follow about the part he got.

Especially when it’s been three months since your last gig and you were beginning to look for a part time job. Yeah that made sense the girl dating Tom Holland getting a retail job. Just perfect right?

He’d really want to stay with you then.

Your thoughts crashed down on you for what felt like forever. You couldn��t even bring yourself to move when there was a knock at your door.

When the door opened you knew it had to be Tom, he was the only other person with a key besides the landlord.

By now the room was dark so he switched the light on. “Y/N,” he called out, unable to see you on your couch. “Are you here, love?”

You wiped at your cheeks but didn’t answer, hoping he would leave you to wallow in your sadness.

However, he was much too worried about you, you stopped answering him a while ago. Something unlike you and he wasn’t going to give up until you answered or he found you.

You could hear him heading towards your bedroom, but you couldn’t see him because you were facing the back of your couch.

He froze spotting you all curled up, a deep frown set on his face. He sat down beside you and gently shook your shoulder. “Sweetheart,” he said it softly, as if you were sleeping and he was trying to wake you.

“Please go, Tom,” You said it so quietly he almost thought he heard you wrong, or rather he hoped.

“Are you sick love?” He asked, reaching over you to feel the part of your forehead that he could see.

“I just really want to be alone,” you told him, swatting at his hand.

The worry in his gut changed from you being missing to wondering what he did that must have hurt you. He pulled his hand back. “Did I do something?”

“Why are you even with me?” You asked, not even meaning to. You really didn’t want to know the answer if it was bad.

He was quiet for a moment, shocked you’d ask such a thing. “Because I love you.” He answered simply. “What’s going on?”

You shook your head. “Nothing. Nothing is going on. Exactly that. I don’t get why you’re with me. I’m nothing but a failure. There’s so many better people out there you could be with, yet you’re wasting your time on someone that can’t even get a part in a dumb commercial. You deserve so much better than me Tom, you should go, really.”

You hid your face deeper into your couch, to hide your tears.

However, Tom was so surprised. He knew you’d been having trouble, but he never thought that you’d think he shouldn’t be with you because of that. He took hold of your arm and pulled you up.

You struggled against him, but his arms wrapped around you tightly.

“I know you’re having a hard time, but please Y/N just listen. Nothing will ever change how I feel about you. I’m not with you for any other reason than I think we were meant to be together. You’re so smart and charming. You’re beautiful and funny, and I just can’t get enough of you. I want you by my side through everything. I love you. I don’t want either of our successes or failures to dictate this love we share. We’re in this together. You will find something great I know it. But please don’t ever ask me to go, because we’re in this together.”

Tom stroked your hair as you sobbed into him. He kissed your head a thousand times it seemed.

“I love you,” he whispered once he got you to calm down some.

You sniffled, “I love you too, Tom.”

“I’ll ask around. We’ll find something for you, alright? I promise.”

You didn’t want to get your hopes up, but your boyfriend always came through for you.

He found you the perfect part in a new show and you were beyond thankful for him.

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Requests are open if anybody feels so inclined to send me something!

Maybe something Valentine’s Day related!

Our your fave kind of AU!

Will write Stark reader, Downey Reader, Tom HollandxReader, and Peter ParkerxReader. Please no requests for anything Endgame related, I don’t want to write for that currently!

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Happier

Tom HollandxReader

Word Count: 1,396

Summary: song fic for "Happier" by Ed Sheeran

“I’m not happy anymore, Tom,” tears clouded your vision. You hated this. You hated yourself for doing this. You knew you loved him. Truly. But it was so hard. It was hard to have a life with someone when the two of you lived different lives.

“No, no no no,” Tom said, reaching out for you. This was a his biggest nightmare. He knew you hadn’t been happy, but with his career really taking off, he found himself trapped in a cycle. You were sad, he’d be away, he’d come back, fix things, you’d be happy for a few days…. all before he was off again and you were back to being sad.

You stepped back out of his reach, needing to distance yourself. If you let him back in, you might not get this kind of courage again.

It hurt, you stepping away hurt so much. He took a step back out your doorway. He’d just gotten back to New York and was so ready to see you. But you opened the door and you couldn’t even make eye contact before you were telling him.

You were thankful he understood you needed space. “I have to break up with you. My heart can’t take this anymore. I wish we could have been happy, but I can’t live my life like this anymore.”

He saw the pain in your eyes, but he could also see that there wasn’t going to be any changing your decision. He tried anyway. “There’s really nothing I can say or do to change your mind?”

You smiled faintly, it was nice that he was at least willing to fight for you. But you shook your head. “I don’t want to hold you back, you have such a wonderful life ahead of you. A different kind of life than I want, Tom. Right now, I don’t think I could stomach giving up a life of privacy and happiness like that. I’m sorry.”

He nodded in understanding, fighting the urge to let his own tears fall. “Well then… I wish you nothing but happiness, doll. If… you ever change your mind, you know how to reach me.”

You nodded, offering him one last kiss on the cheek before closing your door on him.

Walking down 29th and park I saw you in another's arms Only a month we've been apart You look happier

He thought he was seeing things. He thought there was no way that it was you. He couldn’t believe it. There you were, just about a month later, walking the streets of New York, another man’s hand on your waist.

It killed him, that should have been him. He shouldn’t be on lunch from filming without you by his side. He shouldn’t be missing you every second of every day.

But he was.

And you couldn’t have been, because there you were, smiling like he hadn’t seen in so long.

He supposed it was better this way, because you did look a lot happier.

Saw you walk inside a bar He said something to make you laugh I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours Yeah, you look happier, you do

He knew it wasn’t a good idea yo go out with his friends after filming that night. He just had the nagging feeling he should go back to his place and go to bed.

Yet, here he was sitting in the bar he knew you frequented. Luck wasn’t on his side as he watched you enter the bar. Wearing the light purple dress that hugged your curves perfectly. The one he always told you made you somehow look even more beautiful.

He couldn’t deny just how much happier you looked with that new guy on your arm as he said something to make you laugh.

He forced himself to leave the bar, not bothering to tell his friends he was going. He just couldn’t stomach that yeah, you did look happier, and he wasn’t the reason for it.

Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you But ain't nobody love you like I do Promise that I will not take it personal, baby If you're moving on with someone new

He couldn’t take it anymore.

He needed you back.

He loved you too much to not win you back.

It was late at night, and a few drinks in, and he was calling you.

When you didn’t answer it hurt, but he started what he wanted to say.

“Y/N, I miss you. I love you so fucking much…,” but as he said those words something struck him. He swallowed the lump in his throat. “I don’t think you’ll find anyone that loves you as much as I do… but I hope you find someone who loves you. I know you’re moving on, I don’t take it personal, you deserve that. I just… couldn’t not tell you one more time.”

The tone beeped and he turned off his phone, not wanting to know he if was going to get an angry call from you or your new boyfriend.

'Cause baby you look happier, you do My friends told me one day I'll feel it too And until then I'll smile to hide the truth But I know I was happier with you

“You called her?!” Harrison asked, exasperated.

Tom had just handed him his phone the next morning, afraid to even turn it on. He nodded slowly.

Harrison sighed. “Mate-“

“She’s happier without me, Haz…” he said it quietly, and it hurt his friend to even hear him like that.

“And one day you’ll be happy, too.” Harrison told him.

He didn’t believe him.

Sat on the corner of the room Everything's reminding me of you Nursing an empty bottle and telling myself you're happier Aren't you?

As hard as he tried to get out of his slump it felt like it was never ending.

He couldn’t get you out of his damn mind. You were everywhere. Everything he did, he thought of you. You were ingrained in him.

He would drink himself drunk every night thinking of you. Doubt always slipped in, the thought of how could you be happier without him when he was this unhappy without you. He wondered if you really were happier, or if it was just because you found something new and different.

But he knew, deep down.

Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you But ain't nobody need you like I do I know that there's others that deserve you But my darling, I am still in love with you

He hurt you. Not intentionally, but still. There was another message on your phone from him.

‘I need you. I still love you and I don’t think I’ll ever get over you. I know you deserve better… but please, give me another chance…’

But I guess you look happier, you do My friends told me one day I'll feel it too I could try to smile to hide the truth But I know I was happier with you

You thought it might be fate when you physically crashed into him the next day. He didn’t look his best.

But he thought you were glowing. He could see just how happy you were just from the first glance.

Little did he know that you weren’t. You did miss him.

He tried to smile but you could tell it was forced.

You were always happy with him. You supposed you only thought you’d be happier without him entirely. “Were you really happy with me?”

He nodded, no hesitation. “I always hated every second I had to be away from you. I just… didn’t know what to do about it…”

You sighed, “Tom when I said I wasn’t happy it was the situation… you… you never asked me to go with you. I didn’t think you’d want me to so I never bothered to ask…”

He rubbed at his forehead. How could have been so stupid. “I-I only didn’t ask because I wasn’t sure if you would want that…”

“I think we’ve both made some mistakes, yeah?” You asked.

“I am so sorry,” he admitted.

You nodded, “So am I…”

“Please, will you take me back, love?” He asked.

You offered him your hand, “Of course I will.”

He smiled, and it was real as he took your hand.

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Masterlist

* NOT Dad!Tony

~ Smut - if you’re underage, please don’t.

Summary List

Peter

* Finding The Love Of Your Life

* Boy Oh Boy These Brothers (Sister of Thor and Loki)

The Daily Bugle

* Snow Play 

~ Dangerous Make Out

* Saved By The Spider (sister reader)

Hateful Flirting

Forgotten

* Healed Heartbreak

Pretend To Be My Date

Dear Peter Parker Masterlist

* Brother Sister Secrets (sister reader)

It’s Never The Answer

Comfy

* Long Lost Love

Relief

Told You So

* Crazy Inventions

A Knight’s Love

* Gwen Stacy or Mary Jane Watson

Senior Prom Stark Style

* That Dress I Like

Stress Overload

* Divine Intervention

* A Good Ending

* Would You Rather

~* I Can’t Believe Your Broke Your Bed (DAD!TONYXPETER)

* Meeting the Family (DAD!TONYXPETER)

Valentine’s Masterlist

Flirting for Jealousy

* Too Young

Hero Mentality Masterlist

* Wild and Free

No One’s Fault

Dad to the Rescue

Jess's Spooky Shorts Masterlist

The Power of the Shower

One Punch, Two Punch, Out the Door

Surprise

Midtown Catastrophe

* Teleportation Hero

* “Slow Hands”

* Secret Identity Blown

* The Ex

* Surprising Hotness

It’s All About Personality

More than an Idol

* Overflow

* Snow Storm

* On the Edge

~ “I had a wet dream about you.”

* Insignia

* Y/N and Peter’s First Date!

* Shadow Part 1, Part 2

* I can’t do this without you.

Bodyguard Babe Masterlist

Accidental Discovery

* Sticky Situation

What is this Feeling Masterlist

Unsteady

It’s too early to get out of bed

I’m Done

You’re Hot, I’m Not Part 1, Part 2

Growing Up

* It was probably a trap

* I Need You

“Why didn’t you tell me you’re Spider-Man?”

Meddling Iron Dad

* Bedbug

* Undercover

All Wet

Sleepless Nights

Secret Love Song

We’re Even

Sleep Deprivation and Wrong Beds

Personal Space

* Lies, Lies, Lies

The saddest days can be the best days

~ Untouchable

~ It wasn’t hard to figure out

Will you be my date

Secrets are irrelevant if they can’t be kept

Loving you is easy, saying the words not so much

~ Phone sex

*~ I didn’t know you had a tattoo

Gym Misunderstandings

Tom

* The Model and the Actor

Ultimatum

* Tom Holland’s New Ginger Girlfriend

* Backsliding

* Possessive And Violent My Ass

* More Than Good Enough

* Marriage Before Love

* A New Life She Has Found

* Tinder Date

* Happier

*~ “New Man”

*~ Watch out for those quiet ones Part 1, Part 2

~ You’re hot, I’m horny, let’s fuck

Winning and Losing

Bucky

* Love and Loss and Love Again

Focus is Dad!Tony some xPeter tho

Space Travel

Finding Yourself

Teasing Cast Mates

Awful News

New School Year

Hand To Hand Combat

Roasted

Apple Cider Can Fix Anything

My Dear

Follow The Rules And You Won’t Get Hurt

The Stark Anxiety

Skepticism At It’s Best

Superboy and the Invisible Girl

Yours If You Want It Masterlist

Happy Birthday, Dad!

I’m Your Daughter Part 1, Part 2

Steve

Long Ride

NOT xReader

Science Fair

Find the Cure

Harrison Osterfield

* Pretty Girl

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Master Summary List

A/N: The numbers are the order these stories were written in. Just to help me keep things in order.

MASTERLIST WITH LINKS * NOT Dad!Tony ~ Smut

Peter

111. Forgotten Request by: Anonymous: Prompt: “And slowly... I was forgotten.” Tony Stark’s daughter is dead and she was dating Peter Parker and she dies like through being kidnapped or something and the story is from her point of view where everyone mourns her at first but then she thinks she is forgotten?? 108. * Healed Heartbreak Prompt: We’re texting for the first time in forever and I told you about some stupid thing I did and sent a sarcastic ‘you must really miss me, huh?’ And you just replied ‘yes’ and I my heart just broke. 107. Pretend To Be My Date For hollandroos Drabble Challenge! I’ve never done one before so I thought it might be time. Sophs I admire your work and I hope you enjoy this! 106. Dear Peter Parker Dear Evan Hansen AU 105. * Brother Sister Secrets (sister reader) Request from chloe-geoghegan1: would you be able to write a peter parker x sister reader please? Your writing is amazing! 103. It’s Never The Answer Request from anon: attempted suicide 102. Comfy Cute fluffy story for galaxyoffangirls 99. * Long Lost Love You were little when you had your first kiss with the love of your life and best friend, but then he was pulled from your life. What happens years later when you meet again and don’t realize just who you’re making out with. 98. Relief Request by anon: Could you do a stark!reader, where tony finds drugs in her room. Maybe even some peter parker x reader please 97. Told You So Request from anon (I think I can’t remember and forgot to write it down): Hey! I love all your dad tony fics, I was wondering if it would be okay for me to request a story? Like, what if Tony was trying to set TR and Peter up but they 'hate' one another and then when tony finally gives up Peter actually admits he likes her and fluff?? it's okay if you skip this, but i thought it was worth the ask x 95. * Crazy Inventions Request by anon: Can you write a story with the quote “last time I did that I got tased on my neck”. You can take it however you want to… it’s like a challenge. 93. A Knight’s Love Request from anon: Can I request a medieval au with Dad!Tony being the King and Peter being a Knight to help protect the the reader, but Peter really likes her and is scared because of Tony being the King? 92. * Gwen Stacy or Mary Jane Watson Request by @dancing4girls: Could I request a headcanon about Peter choosing between Gwen Stacy and MJ? 91. Senior Prom Stark Style Request by anon: How about Peter being nervous telling Dad!Tony about his huge crush on reader and trying to ask her to Homecoming so Tony, being the extra af dad he is, plans this whole thing to help Peter out and get his girl ^-^ -🌙 90. * That Dress I Like Summary: You’ve got a date tonight and you asked for advice on what to wear but I’m so in love with you and damn you look good in the outfit I picked out for you. 89. Stress Overload Request by Anon: Peter Parker x Stark!reader, reader is very closed off from the avengers and is just shy in general. She feels she can’t talk to them about her problems but along comes Peter and they instantly click. Tony isn’t too happy with them getting close but accepts it in the end 87. * Divine Intervention Request by: @dapartnerincrime99 Person c: “you know how I’m basically a god?” Person A: “yeah?” C: “then consider this as divine intervention.” C: *shouts out person a’s crush on person b.* 86. A Good Ending Request by Anon: Shy and Timid Reader x Peter where he catches her in the rain after she’s been ignored the whole day? Like everyone just passed by her without really talking to her and if she had spoken she was ignored, so he takes her to the tower, the rest is up to you! Is that too specific?? Sorry!! I hope this isn’t a bother!! 84. Would You Rather Request from anon: Imagine being Riri Williams (ironheart) and having to use your suit to save peter. Tony freaks out because 1 he hasn’t safely checked your suit (dad!tony vibes) and 2 because he doesn’t want you and peter in danger. I really don’t mind, whatever floats your boat. I feel like wringing a character like riri would be easier though……… 81. ~* I Can’t Believe You Broke Your Bed (DAD!TONYXPETER) Request by Anon: can I have 144 and 145 Peter x reader, where tony is Peter’s dad and in the morning they have to tell him why Peter needs a new bed? 80. * Meeting the Family (DAD!TONYXPETER) Request by anon: Could you do something with tony being peters dad and peter wants you to meet his family. Valentine’s 76-79 79. Steve’s Valentine’s Mission Request by @iams3bstan: I was wondering for a valentines idea where the reader is like Steve’s little sister and peter likes her so he send her anonymous roses but of course- stevie gets protective:,) thank you 78. Dadentines Day Request from anon: you being upset that you don’t have a valentine, so dad!Tony decides to spend the day with you. 77. Secret Admirer Request from Anon: Dad!Tony freaking out that his not so little girl having a secret admirer. 76. Not So Lonely Valentine’s Request from anon: Dad!Tony valentines one or even the avenger team? Reader is really lonely and wants to spend time with friends but everyone is busy, including Tony. But she pretends she has plans? Cause she’s very shy and nervous, she locks herself in her room. 75. Flirting for Jealousy Steve offers Peter some helpful advice when it comes to being jealous. 74. * Too Young ‘18’ by 5SOS in Peter’s POV about being sick of waiting to turn 21- from anon 72. Hero Mentality Fake boyfriend trope. Your boyfriend of a few years breaks up with you. So, you need someone to pretend to be him for a weekend to go home and meet your family. 71. * Wild and Free Song fic for ‘Wild and Free’ by Lena Meyer-Landrut 67. No One’s Fault You and your dad need to learn how to come together to cope. 65. Dad to the Rescue Not only did Tony tell Peter to stay out of things, he winds up having to save you and Peter. Jess’s Spooky Shorts 60-64 64. * Cute Costume You really aren’t all about the sexy costumes, but that doesn’t make you feel much better about yours. 63. Flying Popcorn You’re not a big fan of scary movies, too bad your boyfriend misunderstands when you tell him you want to watch some classic Halloween movies. 62. * Bobbing for Apples Someone doesn’t like bobbing for apples. 61. * Sweet Treats You get stuck babysitting on Halloween and it turns out sweeter than you thought it’d be. 60. Decorating Scares You’re decorating the tower when weird things start happening. 59. The Power of the Shower Peter needed to use your shower, and he certainly wasn’t expecting this to happen. 58. One Punch, Two Punch, Out the Door You regret going to a party, because a certain guy won’t leave you alone. 57. Surprise You have a surprise for Peter. 56. Midtown Catastrophe Midtown is under attack and it’s you and Peter to the rescue. 54. * Teleportation Hero You and Peter both have secret crushes on eachother, but also on other people. What happens when Tony want you on the team? 53. * “Slow Hands” Song fic based off the song by Niall Horan, I don’t think it needs more of a description. 52. * Secret Identity Blown Peter’s big secret finally gets out, so what happens when it does? 51. * The Ex Your first kiss with Peter doesn’t go the way you had imagined it might happen. 50. * Surprising Hotness Peter’s changing quite a lot and you finally decide to ask why. 49. It’s All About Personality Based off episode 7 of ‘The Spectacular Spider-Man’. Tony and May set you kids up on a blind date right after Tony releases you to the world. 48. More than an Idol You’re dating Peter and he talks you up to Tony and he wants to meet you and then you find out something you never thought was possible. 47. * Overflow Sometimes life just doesn’t go the way you wanted it to. 46. * Snow Storm You get to go on a mission to somewhere really cold, and get stuck in a cabin with the person you spend most of your time trying to avoid. 45. * On the Edge You find a sleepy spider asleep on your balcony one morning. 44. ~ “I had a wet dream about you.” You have a sex dream about Peter and that definitely put a wrench in things. 42. * Insignia Soulmate au, you really can’t figure out why you have a strange looking spider on you. 43. * Y/N and Peter’s First Date! You and Peter finally get together, but your date really doesn’t go as planned. 40. * Shadow You weren’t exactly a cat burglar, you only ever took one thing from the places you went, and you always took something in significant, just as a souvenir. That was until you ran into Spider-Man  39. * I can’t do this without you. You’re hurt on a mission and Peter is very upset.  37. Bodyguard Babe Your dad has a different job for Peter and that’s to be your undercover bodyguard. But what happens when undercover actually means pretend boyfriend? 36. Accidental Discovery Your journal is your life, so what happens when someone else get ahold of all your secrets? 35. * Sticky Situation Peter is having a horrible date until you come to his rescue. 34. What is this Feeling You were stuck in an abusive relationship, but everything starts to get better when a certain someone is there to help you recover. 33. Unsteady Song fic. Sometimes all you really need is someone to hold you while you cry. 32. It’s too early to get out of bed Staying in bed for once isn’t ideal, but it sure sounds lovely. 31. I’m Done Peter’s having a rough time keeping you safe and loving you. 29. You’re Hot, I’m Not Part II After all the times of Peter catching you looking not cute, you finally have an opportunity to show off and he ruins it. 28. You’re Hot, I’m Not Part I Every time you’ve had an interaction with Peter, you somehow manage to look absolutely terrible, little do you know he always thinks you look beautiful. 27. Growing Up Your dad finds out your secret and he doesn’t handle it at all like you thought he would. 26. * It was probably a trap You had a mission, and of course it went wrong, but lucky for you the greatest guy you know is on his way to rescue you. 25. * I Need You All you want is to be curled up with Peter after you have an awful nightmare, so that’s exactly what you plan on doing. 24. “Why didn’t you tell me you’re Spider-Man?” Some big secrets come out when you accidently bump into each other in a place you never thought you would. 23. Meddling Iron Dad Your dad decides that it’s time for him to stop minding his business. 22. * Bedbug You think someone is trying to break in but really it’s a spider trying to find his own home to get some rest. 20. * Undercover You were supposed to be in and out. It’s not your fault Peter got a little distracted along the way. 18. All Wet Time for vacation, your only problem is that you hate pools, and apparently Peter loves’em. 17. * Sleepless Nights It’s very early when Peter finally makes it in from his nightly patrol. 16. Secret Love Song Song fic. It hurts that your and Peter’s love has to be kept secret. 14. We’re Even You save Peter, Peter saves you. Some secrets are shared.  13. Sleep Deprivation and Wrong Beds After a long mission you lose your way in the compound and end up in a certain web slingers bed. 12. Personal Space Everybody has their thing. Yours was you didn’t like to be touched. It took Peter only a bit of time to figure that out, but once he did he’d do anything to make sure no one would ever touch you. 10. * Lies, Lies, Lies Peter struggles to keep his lives sorted out. 9. The saddest days can be the best days Peter can’t leave you alone when he knows you’re not okay. 8. ~ Untouchable Peter knew you were off limits, but he also can’t say no to you. 7. ~ It wasn’t hard to figure out You definitely didn’t need the entire Avengers team to find out what they did that morning. 6. Will you be my date You’re having a little trouble getting a guy off your tail, so you elicit Peter to help you get your point across. 5. Secrets are irrelevant when they can't be kept No one actually knows the truth of who you are. Then you meet Peter and your life of secrets takes an unexpected turn. 4. Loving you is easy, saying the words not so much You always knew how much you loved, you were just too afraid to say them, and not for the reasons one might typically think. 3. ~ Phone sex You think you’re in the clear to act up a little. 2. *~ I didn’t know you had a tattoo You may have forgotten to tell your boyfriend you have a tattoo for your favorite hero. 1. Gym Misunderstandings You were just sparring, however your dad seemed to think otherwise.

Tom

114. * More Than Good Enough Request from anon: Would you be willing to write a Tom Holland x Reader fic where the reader is dating tom and is also an actress and she’s been facing a lot of rejection (like not getting parts) recently and she gets really depressed and thinks she’s not good enough and he comforts her and makes her feel better? 113. * Marriage Before Love Prompt: I think I got married on impulse last night… and after looking a second time, I don’t think I’ve made any mistakes. 112. * A New Life She Has Found You and Tom hate each other. You’re neighbors and he’s always trying to antagonize you. So what happens when you find yourself in an abusive relationship and he’s the only one you can turn to? 110. * Tinder Date You find Tom Holland on Tinder and start talking to him, the catch? This can’t possibly be Tom Holland. 96. * Happier Song fic “Happier” by Ed Sheeran 38. *~ “New Man” Song fic sort of. You and Tom breakup and neither of you are over the other even if you are with someone else. 30. *~ Watch out for those quiet ones What happens when a game of truth or dare gets a little out of hand? 21. ~ You’re hot, I’m horny, let’s fuck You and Tom definitely can’t hide your interest from each other. 19. Winning and Losing You’re devastated when you don’t make it to Tom winning the Rising Star Award. You’re even more so when you see headlines the next morning.

Bucky

15. Love and Loss and Love Again Love isn’t always easy. Especially when not all parties are aware of it.

Focus is Dad!Tony/RDJ some xPeter tho

109. Teasing Cast Mates Request from anon: reader plays tony stark’s daughter in the avengers movies and she’s like a new character. them on a show (either an interview or something like jimmy fallon) and her and rdj have a really cute relationship and it shows and all the other cast members kinda tease them 104. Awful News Request from anon: I love your writing! Can you please write something about Tony telling the reader Peter is dead after infinity war? I know it’s been done before but ?? 100. New School Year Request by @keep-a-bucket-full-of-stars: Hey there, I was just wondering—this is something I literally JUST thought of hahah— could you maybe do a Dad!RDJ Au where his (reader) daughter is like on her way to school and gets ambushed my reporter so overprotective Mama Bear Robert has to save the day and kick some ass?? Thank you so much and good luck with college!😊 94. Hand To Hand Combat Request by anon: Could you please write about: Tony being really mad that Captain America beat him in hand to hand combat (end of civil war) and complaining to his kid. And the kid suggesting tony train with Natasha because he forces them to train even though the kid has an iron suit. Then The three of them are training and tony is constantly complaining. You can take it however, I’m more suggesting the concept 88. Roasted SO When I asked for requests I got two that could work together. I hope you guys don’t mind me combining them. They were both from anon’s: The reader being Tony’s kid, and all the avengers thinking they are super sweet, until one day they sass/roast the avengers. And tony is like I told you guys… AND…  Would you write an image about Tony’s kid hardcore interrogating all the avengers. Peter does that stuff really come out of you. Captain are you really old. Wanda why are you crushing on an android. You can take it how ever you want to. I’m sorry I kinda changed the second one I realized after writing… if you want a rewrite alone I can do that. 83.  Apple Cider Can Fix Anything Request by Anon: Y/N trying to get Tony to stop stress drinking pouring out all his alcohol and replacing it with apple cider. The two of them turn it into a ritual, every night drinking cider and talking it out. 82. My Dear Summary: Mainly based off the song ‘My Dear’ by: Matty Mullins, but the song is kinda religious so obviously I changed that aspect. Reader has to sit and watch a video from her dad that he left in his will. 73. Follow The Rules And You Won’t Get Hurt Request: Peter and Tony are at the tower and Peter gets in a fight with Tony for whatever reason (probably Peter being stupid and risking his life again) and Tony’s yelling at him and Peter gets shot through the window. I want him to get like, ‘if it weren’t for his super healing, he’d be dead’ kind of injured and just him. 69. The Stark Anxiety Anxiety runs in the family, and you just can’t help the panic attack that happens at an event you’re at with your dad. 68. Skepticism At It’s Best Tony really can’t believe his eyes when he sees you and Peter flirting with each other. 66. Superboy and the Invisible Girl Song fic based on the song from Next to Normal. In your eyes, your own father would rather be a better parent to someone else rather than his own daughter. 55. Yours If You Want It Masterlist Song fic based from Rascal Flatts. Tony would give you anything in your life. No matter what, no matter how hard it might be for him. 41. Happy Birthday, Dad! You’re planning a surprise party, so you make Peter keep your dad occupied fro the day. 11. I’m your daughter Part 1: All your life you never would have guess who your dad was, turns out he was just as surprised as you were. Part 2: Request by @missrowle: I’m your daughter more parts. Teams reaction if or when they meet her.

Steve

70. Long Ride The reader is stuck in the elevator with Tony and Steve and the guys are arguing about something stupid. She’s getting so sick of listening to them bicker so she decides to put her hands over her ears and let out a series of horrifying screams. The guys stop arguing to help but she suddenly stops and they get out of the elevator. They ask her what was wrong and she’s just “got you to stop arguing didn’t I?”

NOT xReader

85. Find the Cure Request by Anon: How about Tony and Peter are living in a Zombie Apocalypse for some time now. And now one of them is bitten - for you to choose - and the only way to stop the transformation is to take out the heart before he turns. I expect lots of father and son fluff and how they will not be able to live without the other anymore. Have fun ;) 101. Science Fair Request by pishposhpink: For you requests, uhm, tony helping peter on a school project??? like a science fair? (Child!Peter would be preferable, but it’s up to you. ^^)

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Hero Mentality - Part 7

Peter ParkerxReader

Dad!Tony

Word Count: 801

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14 - End

It wasn’t long before you were being bothered to join the others. You’d barely even fallen asleep when F.R.I.D.A.Y. was already calling you. So, you glanced at Peter who offered you a nervous smile.

“It’ll be fine, I promise.” You told him, hoping nothing would happen that would make that not be true.

He nodded, and followed you out of your room to find everyone.

Of course the first person to spot you was your Aunt Nat, she smiled and made her way over to you. She pulled you into a tight hug.

“I missed you too, Aunt Nat,” You told her, hugging her back.

“It’s been too long,” She said, pulling back and holding your shoulders so she could get a good look at you.

You took the opportunity to notion over at Peter. “This is Jason, Jason this is Nat.”

“Nice to meet you,” Peter said, extending his hand. “Thank you for letting me come.”

Nat eyed him up and down before shaking his hand. She kept a skeptical eye on him though, unsure of how she felt about him yet. “Anything for Y/N.”

Peter smiled faintly at that, silently agreeing with her. He’d really do anything you’d ask of him.

She didn’t hesitate to pull Peter along with her and introduce him to the rest of the lot, just about everyone was there now, which meant that you’d all be heading out soon.

Seeing this as your only chance, you shot Peter an apologetic look as you made your way to Steve. You silently grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the room. Thankfully your father was busy talking with your Uncle Bruce.

“Y/N, what’s wrong,” Steve asked once you were away from everyone.

“I need you to swear to me that you won’t say a word of this to anyone first,” You said, looking over your shoulder to make sure no one was coming up behind you.

Steve frowned, his concern growing. “Alright, go ahead.”

You took a quick breath before starting. “That’s not Jason.”

He was looking at you in confusion now, not grasping what you were saying. If that wasn’t Jason than who?

So, you continued. “I’m not going to tell you his real name because if I do you might let it slip because I for sure know how hard it is to make sure I don’t accidently let it slip. Anyway, that’s my friend, he lives across the hall from me…”

“And why exactly is your friend here pretending to be your boyfriend?” Steve asked, he knew he wasn’t going to like any answer you gave him, but he needed to know.

You sighed. “Jason broke up with me, and I couldn’t have dad knowing that right now. So much is going on, and I really didn’t want him to pull any weight around at school. It’s hard enough dealing with a breakup I didn’t need dad involved, but I couldn’t tell him he just copped out again, so I asked him to pretend to be Jason. Just so I could get through this, then I’ll tell dad. I just need it to be after the wedding.”

Steve groaned and rubbed his forehead. “And why are you telling me this now?”

“Because I know how much you hated Jason and I need you to be a little nicer to my friend because I need him to not be a nervous wreck especially since I told him I wasn’t going to leave him alone with anyone and dad is insisting he goes with you guys tonight. I need you to keep an eye on him. He wouldn’t do anything but I don’t want him to feel too awkward. Please, Steve?”

“Alright, yeah, I can do that.” He agreed.

You smiled and hugged him.

He sighed, wondering if you knew how much this might blow up in your face. He hoped for everyone’s sake it wouldn’t.

When the two of you returned to the living room everyone was ready to go. You found Peter and wrapped your arm around his.

“I told Steve,” You whispered. “Just have some fun, okay? Don’t be too stressed out, you don’t have to impress anyone or anything. Just try to stay calm, again I’m sorry you have to go.”

Peter glanced at you. “Hey I agreed to help you, it’s part of the deal. I’ll try to stay calm for you…”

You smiled and kissed his cheek.

You didn’t catch his blush because Maria was wrapping her arm around your free one telling you how cute the two of you were.

However Steve did catch Peter, and he knew then that if this all ended fine it wouldn’t because Peter had it bad for you, and you couldn’t even see it.

@buckysendoftheline, @miss-miep, @pietrotheavenger

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Watch out for those quiet ones - Part 2

Tom HollandxReader

Word Count: 1,951

Request by Anon: To do a second part of Watch out for those quiet ones

Summary: The gang sit’s the reader down to find out more about her and just how far they can go when it comes to getting her to do things.

A/N: Reader kind of turned too OC because I didn’t know how to continue and ask things without having answers for them lol. SO, please feel free to think of things differently but this is how I wrote it. Also, Jacob is a precious bean to me and I just couldn’t (you’ll see what I’m talking about).

Part 1

It was a few weeks later when Tom and Harrison entered the apartment with Jacob, Zendaya, and Laura in tow.

Tom looked mildly irritated as the lot approached you and your place on the couch.

“Hey guys,” You greeted, receiving some hello’s as they all sat down around you.

Tom flopped down beside you and put his arm behind you.

They were all looking at you.

“What’s going on?” You asked, not liking what was going on.

“They want to play truth or dare,” Tom said, rubbing his forehead.

You raised an eyebrow. “Okay?” You questioned.

“With us just asking you,” Zendaya told you.

You frowned now. “That doesn’t seem fair, now does it?”

“Well,” Jacob started. “If you think about it, we’ve been going really easy on you the past few times we’ve played, because we didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“But now we know that you’re totally fine with it,” Laura continued. “We think we deserve to know some things about you and see how far we can push you.”

You looked over at Tom who was shaking his head.

“I told them you wouldn’t go for it.” He admitted.

You shrugged. “I don’t mind,” You told him. “I knew the whole time that’s what was happening, I like you guys and I’m comfortable enough with myself to tell you what you want to know.”

“Told you she’d go for it,” Haz threw at Tom.

Tom rolled his eyes and threw a couch pillow at his friend.

“Well, let’s get going guys,” You said, eager to see what they wanted to know.

“So,” Zendaya started off. “Truth or Dare?”

“Dare,” you said. “Since all the dares you guys have previously had me do were silly little things, let’s see what you’ve got.”

Zendaya smirked. “I dare you to go put on Tom’s favorite lingerie you have for the rest of the game.”

Tom put his hand to his heart. “Daya you’d ruin that for me?”

“She’s gotta agree to it first,” She told him.

You shrugged. “Sorry, baby. We can find a new one this weekend.” You left the room and went to put on what she was requesting.

When you returned they were all surprised and now blushing. All but you. You sat back down and pat Tom’s leg. “Alright, who’s next?”

“I’m not asking truth or dare since we all already have what we want to ask and tell you to do. So,” Haz started, being the first to gather himself up. “Have many different people have you fooled around with?”

You had to pause to think about it. “5 including Tom, for future reference if you guys want to know 2 of those were at the same time.”

“Damn,” Jacob started. “Who would have thought.”

“Tom, your girls got game,” Daya told him.

He rubbed at his forehead, “I’m aware of that, thank you.”

“Y/N, what’s your sexual orientation?” Laura asked next.

“I’m bi,” you told them.

“Really?” Haz asked.

You nodded.

“So…,” Jacob started. “Do you like dick or vagina more?”

You chuckled. “Well, here’s the thing. There’s nothing like a dick being inside you, but also vagina’s are just so good.”

“I think we can all agree on the respective statements there,” Zendaya chuckled.

And they all did agree.

The turn was now back to Zendaya so you looked to her patiently. “Since everyone’s trying to get their real questions out of the way, I’m asking another dare. Dare you to spell your entire name with your tongue out on Laura’s neck.”

“If Laura’s okay with that,” you said, looking to her.

She blushed lightly but nodded. “Fine by me.”

You went over and straddled her lap. You went to work on spelling your name out in the softest spot of her neck.

Her hands settled on your hips basically bare hips. She had to hold her breath for fear of making any type of noise.

They watched as you went to work.

Tom really found he couldn’t stop himself from looking at your ass as you were in Laura’s lap. “Jee, never thought my real girlfriend would be teasing my movie girlfriend.”

You chuckled as you removed yourself from her lap.

“How’d she do?” Zendaya asked Laura.

Laura nodded as she blushed. “She’s too good with her tongue, I don’t understand.”

“Damn,” Zendaya said, she kind of didn’t think you’d make it this far, but you were proving her wrong.

“Okay,” Haz said. “Dare you to remove a piece of clothing off of someone with just your teeth and it can’t be Tom.”

“Hm,” You said, looking around at them then settled on Jacob. “Say bye to that button up Jacob.”

He blushed but nodded and stood to make things easier for you.

You started from the bottom and worked your way down. You undid every button with your tongue and teeth. As soon as they were undone you the rest of the shirt off of him with your mouth, managing to not touch it with anything else at all.

“I’m actually impressed, I thought that might take longer,” Harrison said.

You shrugged. “Practice.” You and Jacob both sat down.

“Are you a screamer?” Laura asked next, one you were settled back down.

You chuckled. “I can be, depends on the kind of sex.”

“Wait, serious question,” Zendaya cut in. “Is Tom a screamer?”

“Don’t answer that,” Tom said, quickly covering your about to answer mouth.

The group laughed.

“Z, it’s not even your turn and this is about her, not me,” He warned.

She shrugged. “I’ll get you next time we play.”

“Jacob, your turn,” Laura reminded,

“Um,” he started. “If you have any sex toys you have to show us all of them.”

“Really? They’re just sex toys,” you said, but got up and went to get them.

“Wait,” Tom started. “You have those?”

“What else am I supposed to do when you have to go to a different location for shooting for a couple weeks and I have to stay here?” You called from the end of the hall. You returned with a box and put it on the table. You pulled the top off and let them all peer inside.

They were all honestly to see you had any let alone more than one.

“Since it’s my turn, dare you to have one of these in for the rest of the game.” Zendaya said.

You looked at her to make sure she was serious and shrugged. “Sure, your choice.”

She picked out the one that you were hoping she’d pick, it was a small insert that was controlled with a remote. You offered her the remote and went to the bathroom to put it in. When you returned she didn’t hesitate to turn it on. You sat back down next to Tom and Harrison continued the fun.

“Dare you to leave a hickey on everyone in the room in different spots.” He told you.

“Can’t be anywhere visible with us filming thought,” Laura stated.

“Really Haz?” Tom asked.

He shrugged. “I couldn’t think of anything else.”

“I’d like to opt out of this one,” Jacob said. “I don’t think my girl would be too happy to find that on me. Since she is coming to visit this week.”

You started with Laura, leaving a mark on her boob, low enough that it wouldn’t be seen with a regular shirt collar. Next you moved to Harrison. “Remember you asked for this, and you’re not filming, so.” You straddled his lap and kissed his neck once slowly before leaving your mark.

He flinched slightly at first, not expecting you to leave a kiss before starting. You made sure it would last the week.

Next you moved to Zendaya. You kneeled down in front of her, earning curious looks from all. “Want to hike that skirt up some?”

She watched you carefully as she pulled the bottom of her skirt up. She spread her legs for you.

You worked two marks into her inner thigh.

She turned the vibrator up as you marked her.

You let out a soft hum against her skin before releasing it. “That’s fro the vibrator.”

She chuckled. “You’re pretty good at that.”

“I know,” You admitted, going to sit back down next to Tom. You tugged his shirt up.

“Hey,” He started, trying to push it down. “I’m not part of this.”

“Haz said everyone.” You told him before leaning down and marking a spot along his pant line.

He sighed and let you go.

“Y/N, what other kinks are you into?” Laura asked once you were finished.

You thought for a moment before answering. “Well, since you can probably tell by the fact that Zendaya’s really trying to throw me over the edge with the vibrator and I thankfully have gotten off, I’m into edging. If you couldn’t tell before I have an oral fixation. I’m really into hickies but Tom won’t get really into that because of the press. Mild to moderate BDSM. I think those are it.”

“Wow,” Haz and Jacob said in unison.

Laura nodded in appreciation.

And by the look on Daya’s face she was already planning her next dare.

“Next?” You asked.

“Dare you to oragsm in front of us.” She stated.

“Enough!” Tom cut in quickly. He reached across the coffee table and grabbed the remote she was holding from her. “You guys are done. Time to go.”

“Aw, Tom come on,” Daya said. “She said we could push her.”

“I’m drawing a line,” He said. “The only two people that are going to make Y/N orgasm are me and her.”

“Tom, relax, I would have drawn the line there.” You told him, reaching for the remote. It was time to turn it off.

He gave it over with a huff. “Please guys, time to call it a night.”

His friends agreed and finally gathered themselves up to leave.

“Night guys,” Haz said, moving to go back to his room.

“You don’t want to join us,” You asked, teasing.

He blushed lightly. “Thanks for the offer, but I’m going to bed.”

“Night,” Tom called, giving his friend the signal that he needed to go.

Tom flopped back down on the couch and ran a hand over his face.

You settled right next to him. “You okay?”

“No,” He said, but quickly corrected himself. “I mean, yes I’m okay, that was just… I wish I could have found all that out myself instead of my friends coming here and doing all of this. And I’m surprised you went as far as you did. I didn’t think-”

“That I’d go for it?” You asked. “You have plenty more you can still learn about me Tom. A lot more interesting things than what I like in bed. Hell, I still have things I need to learn about myself. Don’t be too upset.” You kissed his forehead.

He sighed and took your hand. “I suppose you’re right. Come on, let’s go to bed, it’s been a long day.”

You smiled, grabbed your box of toys off the table and pulled him towards your room.

“Are we ever going to use any of these?” He asked, looking at the box in your arm.

You glanced up at him before handing him back the remote for the one you still had in. “I wasn’t sure if you’d be into them, they’re for when you aren’t here, but I’ll gladly use them with you.” You set the box down on your side of the bed.

Tom closed the door and looked at the remote, then to you. He flicked it on and caught the shudder that left you. “Oh yeah, I’m into it.”

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Hero Mentality - Part 3

Peter ParkerxReader

Dad!Tony

Word Count: 970

Summary: So, the journey beings. Also, I need y’all to know if you don’t like NatxBucky leave now because they’re the one I have gettin’ married (spoiler). Not that it’s centered around them or anything. If anybody wants me to change that I can, it was just the first pairing I could think of that wasn’t tony and pepper  because I wasn’t adding reader as part of the wedding because that is so much more stressful than this story needs to be.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14 - End

The next day the two of you tossed your bags in the car and you started on your way home.

As awkward as Peter felt, he’d always found you easy to make conversation with, so luckily it wasn’t boring for either of you. You had plenty enough in common when it came to intellect, but the same went for other things. Like your music taste, which led to a good chunk of time the two of you singing along to a playlist you had going.

You were most of the way home when you decided it was time to talk about this situation you were in. “So,” you started. “Sadly, I’ve definitely said Jason’s name to my dad before, so I’m sorry but you’re going to have to adjust quickly to being called Jason.”

Peter nodded. “Yeah, I figured that would be the case. You dated the guy long enough… I’m honestly surprised he never met your dad…”

You sighed. “Yeah well, he was an asshole. I should have known it wasn’t going to work the second time he copped out of meeting my dad.” You shook your head, you didn’t want to think about him right now. After crying about him for one night you decided that you wouldn’t anymore. You were so much better than him. “Anyway,” You continued. “Since he never met my dad, that just means he didn’t meet the rest of the family. Granted I don’t think I need to go over everyone, but I will tell you now, the wedding’s my Aunt Nat’s and Bucky’s.”

“Wait, like war hero Bucky Barnes?” Peter asked, looking over at you.

You nodded, not looking away from the road. “Yeah, you do know who my dad is right?” You chuckled. “You’re going to be okay meet a bunch of big names, right?”

Peter hit his head back against the seat. In all honesty, he hadn’t even thought about that. The first time he met you he was so shocked by you. You were so famous in his mind that he couldn’t believe you were living across the hall from him. He never even thought that this wedding was going to be a big thing, he figured it was going to be some random couple your dad knows that you just had to go to. Now, he knew he might be trouble. He had grown so comfortable around you he almost forgot what it was like to be around a big name. Now he had less than an hour to really get himself together, because not only did he have to meet your dad, but probably a lot of others that he could under no circumstances embarrass himself in from of for his own sake.

“Hey, relax. They’re all really chill, I promise. Just act the way you act with me and you’ll be fine. Think of them as family, you don’t have to be uncomfortable around them. “ You tried to assure him, but you weren’t sure how good of a job you were doing.

He gave a stiff nod. “Y-yeah, it’s not like it’s just now hitting me that I have to not only meet Tony Stark, I have to meet all his super famous friends.”

“Peter, it will be fine. I promise.” You said, reaching over and squeezing his arm. Then another thought hit you. “How are you with PDA?”

Peter blushed and looked at you again. “I-I dunno-”

“I just ask because we need to kind of look like we’ve been dating for two years… I don’t want you to be afraid to like hold my hand…”

He nodded in agreement, glad that’s all you were actually talking about. “Oh y-yeah that’s fine, I can totally do hand holding.”

You chuckled, you could feel the nervousness coming off him in waves. “Well yeah hand holding, maybe having your arm around me sometimes… You know like a typical amount of physical contact for a couple. I’ve always been big on tiny kisses, like hands, cheeks and foreheads, so don’t be surprised if I do that please… We need to be believable or my dad’s going to start getting suspicious, okay?”

“Look, I agreed to help you… I promise I’m going to try my best to not mess anything up. However, I can’t promise I won’t embarrass you…” He warned, afraid he was going to do something stupid, like make a fool out of himself.

You glanced at him for a quick second, sending him a smile. “I want you to embarrass me. I don’t think a good relationship should be ‘let me bring my straight a, jock, rich, boring as all hell, jerk of a boyfriend home to meet daddy’. No, just like I want in real life, I want a guy that’s going to make my dad look at him and go, ‘that’s really the one you want?’ and I just say ‘yup’ because he makes me happy even if he makes some mistakes and isn’t perfect.” You weren’t sure where all that came from at first, but then you did. You let out a short chuckle. “Wow, I can’t believe it took me til now to realize all that.”

Peter was more than surprised by you, but honestly, he was grateful you weren’t asking him to pretend too much. Being himself, he could do. Being who your ex was, not so much. It actually took some of the pressure off, enough that he could make a joke. “Well, I can give you all of that, minus the not having straight a’s, I gotta keep my scholarship…”

You smiled widely and chuckled again. “Let’s just have fun Peter, don’t let this be stressful, okay?”

“I’ll try not to,” He assured. “Just promise you won’t leave me alone with anyone?”

“I’ll try my hardest,” You told him.

@buckysendoftheline @miss-miep

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“New Man”

Tom HollandxReader

Word Count: 1424

Summary: Not a lyric fic but it’s based off of Ed Sheeran’s song New Man.

When you told Tom you wanted to stop dating, he understood. He was far from happy about it, but he knew things would be more strained than they already were. And he would try giving you the world if you asked him to, but when he was cast for Spider-Man he knew he had to focus more on that than a lot of other things. Sadly, you knew you would be one of them, so you decided to avoid the pain.

So, you found someone new to spend your time with.

And Tom, for the life of him, could not understand what you saw in him.

The guy looked like a total tool, and from what he had heard from your mutual friend’s he was. Whether it came to how he spent his money, to what he wore, to the fact the guy was trying to get you to be like him.

Tom couldn’t lie, every social media outlet he found of the guy’s he went through and Harrison had to hear all about it.

“He’s too perfect,” Tom told his friend as they sat in his trailer during a break.

Haz rolled his eyes. “Have you talked to her about him? He’s really not.”

Tom frowned at Harrison, he knew his friend still spoke to her, but it didn’t hurt less that he knew he got to more than he did himself.

Harrison held his hands up in defense.

“I bet he bleached his arsehole,” Tom mumbled, going back to scrolling.

Haz chuckled. “I’m sure you’re right, mate.”

Tom found a picture with you in it and switched over to your instagram. He went down to the bottom and worked his way back up, wanting more to see pictures of the two of you than of you with your new guy. “It’s taking everything I’ve got to not like all her pictures so she knows I’m thinking about her.”

“Tom, come on,” Harrison said, snatching his phone from his hands. “You can’t keep doing this, she’s happy. He might be a prick but at least she’s having fun and she likes him. Don’t you want her to be happy?”

Tom sighed. “Yeah, of course.”

“Then do yourself a favor, try to get over her.”

“Can I have my phone back now please?” Tom asked.

Harrison rolled his eyes and handed it over.

Tom facepalmed, noticing that the picture he had previously been looking at now had a red heart. “Good going, mate. I didn’t need to like any pictures you seem to have done that for me.”

Harrison’s eyes widen. “Shit, I’m sorry.”

Tom shrugged. “It’s fine. I doubt she’ll notice anyway.”

However, you did notice and that’s when it started. Neither of you were sure of why you did it, but you called him and he didn’t say no when you suggested having casual sex.

He didn’t question you as to why. He never asked about your boyfriend. He never brought up the past. You got together whenever you both had the time and you didn’t talk about it.

Sadly, this just made him miss you more and it was beginning to take it’s toll.

You were currently laying in your bed with Tom. It wasn’t like you kicked him out once you finished. Contrary to what it might seem, you two were still friends. You still talked and joked around. You just knew what you could and couldn’t talk about.

Sometimes it was harder than it should have been.

Like now when your phone started to ring from the nightstand.

You groaned and sat up to grab it. “Hey,” You answered, it was a mundane conversation with your boyfriend. You mouthed a sorry to Tom.

He offered you a small smile and traced patterns into your lower back.

You had to bite your lip to not make a sound. “Hm?” You asked into the phone. “Oh, just hanging out with a friend,” You answered him. You cast a quick, weary glance down at Tom. “Yeah, love you too,” you said quickly.

Tom’s hand froze it’s movements. He couldn’t fight the words as you set your phone back down. “So, you’re in love with someone else but you’re fine with fucking me?”

You winced at his words. “Tom-”

“No, don’t,” Tom said, sitting up. “I don’t want to know a thing about him or your relationship with him. I know I wouldn’t be here if you actually loved him. And you know what, I’m sure he wouldn’t want to know a thing about me either, because he would know right away that you don’t love him.”

You couldn’t even argue with him. It was true.

Tom sighed and quickly got dressed. He tossed you your shirt so you slid it on. “This isn’t who you are. We both know it. I’m not going to do this. Who knows, maybe I’m wrong and you do love him and you just don’t want to let go of what we had, but if that’s the case I pity the guy. If you need me, call but I won’t answer but I’ll listen… and if you really do need me I need you to show me.”

Tears filled your eyes as he spoke, you had to avert your gaze. You weren’t even sure which part was right anymore, it was all so confusing.

Tom’s frown deepened, he walked over to your side of the bed and sat beside you. “Baby, don’t let this ruin your week, I just hate seeing you like this. I know you just want to be loved and I’m sorry that I wasn’t doing my best to show you that. I need you to choose though, not right now of course, but if you don’t want to be with him do something about it.” He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead before he left you.

He knew you were lonely, but he couldn’t do this anymore. He knew you needed to choose, and if you chose the other guy, so be it. Then he really wasn’t the one that you loved and at least he would know.

He hoped that you would pick him, because just like you, he also wanted to be loved. Specifically by you, you were more than he could dream of and he knew he didn’t deserve you, but you had stolen his heart.

After a week of not hearing from you, he was afraid he really had lost you. Not even Harrison had heard from you.

So when he stepped into his trailer at the end of the day he was more than surprised you were there.

“H-Hey,” You said, offering him a nervous smile.

“I’ll let you two talk then,” Haz said, stepping back out of the trailer and closing the door.

You stood and wrung your hands.

“What are you doing here?” Tom asked, hesitantly.

“I-I would have been here sooner… b-but I had to wait for him to come back from a trip, I didn’t have the heart to end it over the phone, I owed him that much…”

Tom’s heart skipped a beat. He felt like he couldn’t breathe. He wasn’t sure what you were going to say next, but he hoped it would be what he wanted.

You took a small step towards him. “I-I know it’s absolutely horrible of me t-to just expec-”

Tom reached out for you and pulled you to him. One arm quickly wrapped around your back, the other cupped your neck. He kissed you with everything he had.

You sighed and kissed him back. Even though it had only been a week since the last time he kissed you this was much different. This was like how it used to be, there was no longer the barrier that you both had put up for protection. It was Tom, making sure you knew how much you meant to him, and you made sure he could feel your love for him too.

He broke the kiss, just enough to press his forehead and nose to yours. “It never happened,” He whispered. “And I promise you I’m going to make sure you know how much I love you everyday.”

“I love you too, Tom,” you whispered back.

He smiled and leaned up to kiss your forehead. He wrapped his other arm around you and hugged you close.

You hugged him back tightly, so glad that he was willing to forgive the mistake you had made. You never needed a new man, because you already had such a great one.