#single dad!tom holland

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When Will You Realize…

Pairing: single dad!Tom Holland x teacher!Reader

Synopsis: Tom falls for his daughters teacher

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“Can’t I just stay with you today?”

“No, honey bee. We can’t do that anymore. I loved spending everyday with you this summer but now it’s time for you to go to school.” Tom told his daughter as they looked at her school building together.

“But I don’t wanna go.” She pouted and rested his head on Tom’s shoulder.

“I know. I don’t want you to go either. But you have to, Vienna. You’re 4 now. You’re old enough to go to school.” Tom told her as he held her little face between his hands.

“You’ll come back?” She asked with teary eyes.

“I’ll always come back.” He told her as he tugged on one of her brown curls. Tom wiped her tears with his thumb before pulling her face closer to kiss her cheek.

“Bye bye. I love you.”

“Bye daddy.” Vienna sniffled and slowly walked into the building.

A few hours later, Tom stood outside his car and waited for Vienna to come out of the parent pick up door. He soon saw her coming out of the building, holding your hand.

“Daddy!” Vienna broke into a smile when she saw Tom and ran into his arms. Tom scooped her up and kissed her face as you walked towards them. Tom did a double take when he saw you and felt his whole face heat up.

“Who’s that?” He asked his daughter.

“That’s Ms. Y/n. She’s my teacher.” Vienna said and waved to you.

“That’s your teacher?” Tom’s heart raced as you approached them. He expected his daughters teacher to be some old lady in a hand knit cardigan so the sight of you knocked the wind out of his chest.

“Hi. You must be daddy.” You smiled and held out your hand.

“I am. Most people call me Tom, though.” Tom joked as he shook your hand. He felt his face flush as he looked into your eyes and you gave him a shy smile.

“Hi Tom. I’m Ms. Y/n. And I have to say, I’m a big fan of your work.”

“My work?” Tom wondered.

“Vienna.” You told him. “I know I just met her but love her.”

“Oh.” Tom smiled when he got the joke. “So do I. Sometimes.”

“Daddy!” Vienna laughed and tugged at Tom’s sleeve.

“Shh. You weren’t supposed to hear that.” He teased her as he tickled her stomach. You watched with a fond smile as Vienna giggled and squirmed away from Tom. Tom noticed you staring and felt himself blush again.

“So is Y/n your first name or your last name?” He asked you.

“First. We go by first names around here. It’s easier for the kids to pronounce.”

“That makes sense. So if I wanted to call you by your last name…” He trailed off and looked at you for an answer. He was discretely trying to find out if you had a husband before he let his crush get too extreme.

“You’d call me Ms. L/n.” You replied, already picking up on what he was trying to do.

“I see. Did you always come with this last name? Or perhaps was this last name given to you from a spouse via a martial arrangement?” He asked, making you laugh.

“I’m not married, if that’s what you’re asking.” You smiled coyly.

“Psh. I wasn’t asking that.” Tom lied as his face flushed.

“Why are you so red, daddy?” Vienna asked, making Tom shoot her a look as you laughed.

“Oh, okay. Sure.” You said sarcastically. You and Tom exchanged another look and your shot him a wink.

“We should probably get going. But we’ll see you tomorrow.” Tom said as began to lead Vienna away. He only walked a few paces before turning around and walking back to you.

“What about a boyfriend?” He asked, making you laugh.

“I’ll see you at drop off, Mr. Holland.” You avoided his question with a coy smile.

“Tom.” He corrected you with a matching smile.

“Tom.” You repeated, making his face flush over the way you said his name. You waved goodbye to the both of them before walking away. Tom watched you as you went and talked to another kids parents and noticed you didn’t give the dad the same attention you gave Tom.

“Are we gonna go home, daddy?” Vienna asked and tugged at Tom’s sleeve again. Tom snapped out of his love struck daze and nodded.

“Yeah, honey bee. Let’s go home.”

The next day, Tom waiting at parent pick up and felt equally excited to see you as he felt to see his daughter. He broke into a smile when he saw you and Vienna coming out of the building.

“Daddy I don’t wanna go home. I wanna stay here.” Vienna said as Tom scooped her up.

“You’ll come back tomorrow, honey bee. But we gotta go home now.” Tom told her with a sympathetic smile.

“I don’t wanna go home. I wanna stay.” Vienna whined just as you walked up to them.

“What kind of magic did you work that these kids don’t want to leave?” Tom whispered to you over Viennas shoulder.

“I don’t know. I guess they just had a good day at school.” You smiled innocently at Tom before looking at Vienna.

“Don’t tell your daddy about the spell I cast on you to make you love school.” You whispered loudly to Vienna as you poked her stomach, making her giggle.

“Can Ms. Y/n come eat dinner with us? Please, daddy?” Vienna asked Tom.

“Not tonight, honey bee. Maybe some other time.” Tom said with a shy smile. You winked at him again before returning your attention to Vienna.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, okay Vienna? We can play together then.” You promised her.

“Okay.” Vienna reluctantly sighed.

“Can I have a hug?” You asked her when you noticed her sad expression. She immediately lit up and reached out to you. You stepped forward and hugged her while she was still in Tom’s arms, making your faces nearly brush each others. Tom blushed but you didn’t seem to notice.

“I’ll miss you.” You told her as you moved her hair out of her face.

“I’ll miss you too.” Vienna said and wiggled out of Tom’s arms until her put her down on the ground.

“Daddy, give her a hug goodbye.” Vienna said and pointed to you.

“Oh, she doesn’t want a hug.” Tom laughed awkwardly.

“Sure I do. Bring it in.” You said and opened your arms. Tom turned red as you wrapped your arms around him and gave him a hug. He hugged you back, letting it linger for a minute as he rubbed his hand up and down the material of your sweater. When you pulled away, you both had on shy smiles as you avoided eye contact.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” You asked him.

“See you tomorrow.” He nodded and started to walk away.

“Uh, Tom?” You called after him.

“Yes?” He immediately wiped around, hopeful of what you could say.

“Are you forgetting something?” You laughed and discreetly pointed to Vienna.

“Oh. Yeah. My child.” He remembered and went to take Viennas hand. You laughed as you waved goodbye to the both of them and watched them until they pulled away in their car.

The next day, Tom showed up to parent pick up 20 minutes early. He noticed that he didn’t get as much time to speak to you when he came late as you were consumed with the other parents, so he got there early to ensure he got his time with you. Once you spotted Tom in his car, you came out of the building holding Viennas hand.

“Hey Ms. Y/n.” Tom smiled in excitement when you came over to him.

“Hey Tom. Can I talk to you for a second?” You asked and nodded towards the side. You left Vienna with one of her friends and pulled Tom to the side to talk.

“What’s up?” He asked you, feeling a mixture of nervous and hopeful to be talking to you privately.

“Who usually does Vienna’s hair in the morning? You or your wife?” You asked him, catching him off guard.

“I do it. Why? Is something wrong?”

“It’s nothing bad. It’s just….” You trailed off and looked at Vienna messy head of honey brown curls.

“I’ll cut right to it. Vienna’s hair is a mess. A straight up mess. She came in today with a marker stuck in it. Then she proceeded to get three more markers stuck in it because it’s so messy.” You told him.

“Ah, geez. I’m sorry. Her mom died when she was still a baby so I never learned how to do her hair. I was kinda hoping she’d be baby bald forever.” Tom admitted, making you chuckle a little.

“Well she’s not. Shes got a lot of hair.” You laughed and looked over at Vienna again, who was pulling a crayon out of her hair to give to a classmate.

“I know. It’s all over out house. I found it in my butt crack the other day.” Tom said, immediately regretting sharing so much. You looked at him in surprise and he turned bright red.

“I wish I didn’t say that.” He said after a beat of silence.

“I wish you didn’t either.” You laughed, making him feel better. He gave you an embarrassed smile and you changed the subject for his sake.

“I’m sorry to hear about her mom. I didn’t know she didn’t have one.” You said in a soft tone.

“Thanks. She was too young to remember her anyway.” Tom brushed it off.

“But I’m sure you do.” You said with a sympathetic smile. Tom was stunned to silence for a minute as he realized he hadn’t thought about it that way. Most people expressed their sympathy for Vienna no longer having a mother, but Tom really revived sympathy for no longer having a wife.

“Yeah. I do.” He said quietly.

“It must be hard doing this alone.” You said and put your hand on his shoulder. Tom felt his heart pound in his chest at the contact and nodded his head.

“Can’t be much harder than teaching 17 4 year olds how to read and tie their shoes every day.” He chuckled softly.

“That’s true. That’s not much easier.” You admitted. “But for what it’s worth, I think you’re doing a great job. Vienna is a kind, smart, intelligent, and wonderful girl. That’s a reflection on her daddy.”

“Thank you. I appreciate that.” Tom said sincerely.

“You’re welcome, Tom.” You smiled and gave his shoulder a squeeze. Tom blushed again and put his hand on top of yours.

“Is that all you needed to tell me? That my daughters hair is wack?” Tom said with a teasing smile.

“No, that’s not all. I actually wanted to offer my services.”

“Your services?”

“Yeah. I don’t have any kids of my own but I’ve been a teacher for a few years now. Plus, I was a little girl myself once. I could teach you how to manage her hair, if you’d like.” You said with a shy smile.

“Really? You’d do that?” Tom asked hopefully.

“Of course. If that’s something you’d be interested in, I could come over after school one day and give you some lessons.”

“Yeah. I’d love that!” Tom blurted. “I mean, we’d love that. Vienna would love that. And so would I.”

“Does Friday work?” You chuckled at his excitement.

“Friday is perfect.”

“Cool beans. See you then.” You winked at him before walking away, leaving him with butterflies in his chest.

On Friday, you waited with Vienna by the front of the school until the last kid was picked up. Tom pulled up outside and got out of the car with a huge smile.

“Daddy!” Vienna ran to Tom and jumped into his arms. Tom scooped her up and kissed her cheek a few times before buckling her into her car seat. He then opened the passenger door for you with a shy smile.

“After you.” He said and gestured to the seat.

“Why thank you.” You curtsied for him before getting in the car.

“Ms Y/n is coming home with us?” Vienna asked once you were all in the car.

“Yeah. I wanted to surprise you.” Tom smiled at her through the rear view mirror.

“Yay!” Vienna cheered and reached her hand out. You reached your hand back and held her hand for the entirety of the car ride. Tom smiled to himself when he saw how close you two were before smiling at you. You smiled back at him and gave him one of your infamous winks. Tom pulled into the driveway within a few minutes and got out of the car to open your door for you. You got Vienna out of her car seat and carried her inside while Tom unlocked the door. You put Vienna down and he ran to go play, leaving you and Tom alone.

“Sorry it’s a little messy.” Tom apologized as you all stepped into the house. You looked around at all the evidence that a little girl lived there and smiled to yourself.

“No apology necessary. You should see my classroom. There’s half a peanut butter sandwich stuck to the ceiling and a pencil sticking out of the wall.” You told him.

“Yeah, I know a little about that. There’s a drawing of Olaf holding hands with Simba on my bedroom wall.” Tom chuckled.

“I would love to see that someday.” You said with a coy smile, making Tom turn bright red. He was too flustered to say anything so you quickly changed the subject.

“Why don’t we get started? What shampoo and conditioner do you use?”

“This.” Tom said and picked up a bottle of the counter.

“Oh.” You said after reading the bottle of Axe he had handed you.

“Is it bad? It’s the one I use too.”

“4 in one?” You looked up at him with a teasing smile.

“Yeah. It’s shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and face wash. And it smells like “dark temptation”, which is really nice.” He replied. You burst out laughing before taking a bottle out of your bag.

“What if we try this? It’s an all natural shampoo. And it smells like rainbow blast. Whatever that means.” You handed it to him before going back into your bag.

“And this. This condition is really good for getting out knots and tangles. And it’s specifically made for curly hair.“ You told him and handed him another bottle.

“Wow. This is perfect. We can give that a try.” Tom smiled as he looked at the bottles of shampoo and conditioner that he always walked past in the store because he was too overwhelmed to pick one. You smiled back at him before taking another bottle out of your bag.

“This is body wash. I know Vienna likes unicorns so I found one with them on it.”

“Thank you. Yeah, she really likes unicorns.” Tom smiled fondly at how well you knew his daughter.

“You’re welcome. Oh, and this.” You said and handed him a fluffy yellow loofah.

“What the hell is this?” Tom asked as he stared at the loofah in disbelief.

“A loofah.”

“A what?”

“You put the body wash on it and then scrub yourself. You’ve never seen one?”

“I thought those only existed in movies.” Tom whispered, too afraid to say it out loud.

“They’re real.” You laughed. “Yellow is her favorite color right?”

“Yes. Like every other little girl.” Tom chuckled.

“She’s not like every other little girl. I love that about her. She’s already her own person and she’s only 4.”

“Yeah. She’s a great kid.” Tom smiled fondly at the thought of her.

“She gets it from her daddy.” You said and took a step closer to him.

“I think it has more to do with the great influence she has at school.” Tom shrugged and took a step towards you.

“Maybe it’s the combination of the two.”

“Maybe. We make a pretty great team.” Tom smiled and pointed between the two of you.

“We do.” You agreed and leaned towards him ever so slowly. Tom leaned in as well but right before your lips could touch, he lost his nerve and pulled away. You looked to the ground in disappointment but quickly filled the silence.

“So, there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you actually.” You said to him.

“Oh yeah? What’s up?”

“How did Vienna get her name? Was it the city or the song?”

“The song. But specifically the use of the song in the 13 Going on 30 movie. That scene always made me cry. And when I saw her for the first time, I couldn’t imagine naming her anything else.” Tom told you, retelling that’s your for the first time in a long time. You stared at him for a minute with a fond smile, almost not believing what he just said.

“What?” Tom wondered when he saw the way you were staring at him.

“Nothing. I just love that movie.”

“You do?”

“Are you kidding? It’s one of my favorite movies of all time. It’s so romantic.” You sighed happily.

“It’s very romantic. But if I went into a closet on my birthday and then missed the next 17 years of my life, I’d be pretty freaked out.”

“Yeah. They never really address that. She’s just exited to have a bigger closet.” You chuckled.

“Honestly, that is pretty exciting. I might give up the next 17 years of my life for a bigger closet.” Tom said and stepped towards you again.

“But think of all the things you’d miss.”

“Yeah? Like what?” He asked with a coy smile.

“You tell me.” You returned the smile and leaned in closer to his face.

“What are you guys doing?” Vienna asked, making you both jump apart.

“Nothing. Let’s do your hair, yeah?” You said quickly. You picked Vienna up and put her in a chair in front of a big mirror. Tom watched with awe as you sprayed her hair with water and began to smooth it back.

“Okay. Let’s start with the basics.” You began. “This is a pony tail. All the hair goes to the back. You can have fun with this. It can be a high pony or a low pony. And it’s great to accessorize with a bow or scrunchie. Here. You try.”

Tom gulped nervously as tried to copy what he just watched you do. It took him a minute, but he eventually formed a pony tail in Vienna’s hair.

“That was good!” You clapped for Tom. He blushed and stepped to the side so you could show him more.

“These are pigtails. Pigtails are two pony tails on either side of the head.” You explained and showed him the hairstyle you just did.

“That’s a lot of tails.” Tom mumbled under his breath.

“You try.” You laughed and stepped to the side. Tom did his best to copy what you had done and ended up with two sloppy pigtails on either side of Vienna’s head.

“Amazing. You’re a natural.” You complimented him. “But now this is the real test. Can you braid?”

“Braid?” Tom gulped.

“Yeah. Like this.” You said and braided Viennas’s hair with ease.

“Darling, I believe those are called plaits.” Tom clicked his tongue at you, sending shivers down your spine.

“Mmm, sure. Plaits.” You laughed. “Let me show you how to plait.”

“I believe you’re mocking me.” He smiled teasing as he took his daughters hair in his hands.

“Me? Never.” You said sarcastically. “Now, you can have a lot of fun with braids- er - I mean plaits. You can do a pony tail and then a plait, two plaits, French plaits, Dutch plaits. Or my favorite….” You trailed off as you made a Dutch braid that went all the way across Vienna’s head and ended on her shoulder.

“This is how I wore my hair every day as a little girl.” You said as you proudly showed Tom your work.

“Do you like it daddy?” Vienna asked as she admired herself in the mirror.

“I love it. You look beautiful.” Tom smiled at her in the mirror before kissing the top of her head. You carefully undid the braid in Vienna’s hair so that Tom could give it a go.

“Here. You try.”

“Like this?” Tom asked after loosely recreating the braid you had made.

“Almost. May I?” You asked and went to place your hands over his.

“Go ahead.” He nodded as his throat went dry. You smiled and put your hands over his to help him with the braid.

“Perfect. You made a perfect plait.” You smiled proudly at him once the braid was done.

“No. This right here is a braid.” Tom said, making your smile grow. You stared at each other for a minute before you both started to lean in.

“Bun.” You blurted before your lips could touch.

“What?” Tom asked and pulled away.

“Do you know how to do a bun?” You quickly changed the subject to relieve the tension.

“Oh, uh, no.” Tom shook his head and hoped his disappointment wasn’t as obvious as it felt. You showed him how to do a bun without making eye contact with him and eventually get yourself relax.

“I have one last thing to show you.” You told him.

“Oh no. I can’t handle anymore.” He chuckled.

“That’s why this is perfect. One that days when you just can’t be bothered to do a hairstyle, the headband is your best friend.” You said as you handed Tom a yellow headband you had brought.

“This is a boomerang.” Tom said and pointed to it.

“No, actually, it’s not. It’s exactly what I just told you it was.” You laughed and put the headband in Vienna’s hair.

“Boom. Headband.”

“It’s that easy?” Tom’s eyes widened.

“It’s that easy.” You nodded.

“Wow. Her hair hasn’t looked this good since it first came out of her head.” Tom said in disbelief.

“I honestly believe you.”

“Thanks so much. How can I repay you?” Tom asked you while Vienna admired herself in the mirror.

“Please. The pleasure was all mine.” You said and squeezed his shoulder again.

“Can Ms. Y/n stay for dinner? Please daddy?” Vienna asked.

“That’s up to her.” Tom said and looked at you.

“I’d love to.”

You and Vienna cleaned up the hair supplied while Tom got started on dinner. You left Vienna to play in her room before going to help Tom in the kitchen. He put on an old song and twirled you under his arm, making you feel like you were an old married couple. You snuck glances over at him every few seconds as you chopped up some vegetables and brushed against his shoulders every time you had to move past him.

By the time you finished dinner, Vienna’s eyes were shutting every few seconds as she rested her hand on her cheek.

“Come on. I think it’s time for you to get some sleep.” Tom said and picked her up. You followed them in Vienna’s room and stood back as he tucked her into her bed.

“Can I stay up for just five more minutes? Please, daddy?” Vienna asked through a yawn.

“Sure. Just five more.” Tom agreed. You put a hand on his shoulder and stroked your pinky down Vienna’s nose a few times until her eyes shut. Her soft snores soon filled the room so the two of you snuck out and quietly shut the door behind you.

“How did you do that?” Tom asked once you were alone.

“Magic.” You whispered and ran your finger down Tom’s nose the way you had done to Vienna. He blushed a pink all the way to his ears and leaned into your touch.

“I guess I should probably go.” You said softly as you pulled your hand away.

“You don’t have to.” Tom offered, hoping you wouldn’t go.

“I don’t?” You asked and took a step towards him.

“I mean, not to brag, but I do have 13 Going on 30 on DVD.”

“Oh do you now?” You raised an eyebrow.

A few minutes later, you were sitting on Tom’s couch with your head on his shoulder while 13 Going on 30 played. You talked about all the things you couldn’t talk about while Vienna was awake and slowly got to know each other better and better. You looked over at each other every so often to make sure the other was enjoying themselves. The movie ended all too soon and before you knew it, you were standing by his front door again.

“I had a good time tonight.” You told him, feeling like you were a teenager again.

“So did I.” Tom smiled. “Maybe you could swing by tomorrow and show me how to do those French braids again? Or you could just move in and teach me everything. Do you think you could talk to her about her first period while you’re here?”

“She’s 4.” You laughed.

“I know. When do periods start again?” He asked and nervously scratched the back of his neck.

“Don’t worry. You still have a couple years before you have to think about that.” You laughed again and patted his chest.

“I know I do. But I worry now because I won’t have someone like you in a couple years to educate me like you did today. And the Internet can only teach me so much.” Tom said with genuine sadness.

“Who says I won’t be around in a couple years?” You shrugged and took a step towards him.

“Well, the school only goes up to 5 year olds. She’ll be out after next year.”

“That’s true. What are you gonna do about it?” You asked him as you tilted your head to the side.

“I don’t know. Do you have an ideas?” He asked and put his pinky under your chin to tilt your face closer to his.

“I’m a teacher. I’m full of ideas.” You replied before leaning in the rest of the way to kiss him.

Vienna was driven to her grandparents the following morning while you hid in Tom’s room, still tangled in his bed sheets. You stared at the drawing of Olaf and Simba with a fond smile until Tom came back.

“Okay. My parents are letting her sleep over at their house tonight. That means you can stay the night again.“ Tom smiled in excitement as he climbed back into the bed with you.

“Do you feel bad that we’re lying to her?” You asked as you moved some hair off of Tom’s forehead.

“I did at first. But somewhere between the first kiss and waking up beside you, I stopped feeling any sort of remorse.” Tom smirked before leaning in to kiss you again.

“Yeah.” You smiled against his lips. “Me too.”

That Monday, Tom carried Vienna to the parent drop off door and couldn’t wait to show you the braids he had done in her hair. You noticed it immediately and gave him a knowing look.

“Hey Vienna. Nice hair.” You said and twirled one of her braids around your finger.

“Thanks Ms. Y/n.” Vienna smiled shyly before going to hug Tom.

“Bye daddy.”

“Bye, honey bee. I love you.” Tom put her down and kissed her cheek a few times before sending her into the school. You casually walked over to him and looked around for anyone who might be looking.

“Hi, Mr. Holland. Do anything fun this weekend?” You asked him with a coy smile. Tom grinned and pulled you by the waist against his body.

“I don’t kiss and tell.” He whispered in your ear before kissing you cheek. You quickly stepped away from each other afterwards so that no other parents would get suspicious but exchanged shy smiles.

“Do you think she knows about us?” Tom whispered and nodded towards Vienna.

“She’s 4. She doesn’t even know how to get dressed by herself.” You assured him.

“Okay. Good. We’ll figure out a time to tell her together, then.” Tom said with a shy smile.

“I like that. Together.” You repeated and fought the urge to kiss him again.

“I’ll see you at parent pick up?” He asked, fighting the same urge that you were.

“See you then.” You winked at him before going inside to your classroom.

“Welcome back, students. I’m glad to see you all returned for another fun filled week. Does anyone want to get up in front of the class and tell us what they did this weekend?” You asked your students once they were all in their seats. Vienna’s hand immediately shot up and you pointed to her.

“Yes, Vienna.” You called on her and she went to the front of the room with a huge smile.

“This weekend, I saw daddy kissing Ms. Y/n. On the mouth!” Vienna told the class with a huge smile. The kids reacted with a mixture of disgust and excitement from the news as you covered your mouth with your hand.

“Oh my God.” You whispered.

“I saw them kiss on Friday night when they thought I was sleeping and I thought they would kiss again but then daddy sent me to my grandmas house for the weekend. But when I came home on Sunday, Ms. Y/n’s jacket was still on my couch!” Vienna continued, sending the kids into a frenzy. Some were screaming “ew!” while others ooo’ed and made kissy faces at you.

“Oh my God.” You whispered again and pulled out your phone to text Tom.

“she knows. she 100% knows. we must’ve left her bedroom door open when we kissed. and I left my jacket on your couch”

“oh no 😦 we need to cover our tracks better next time. no more 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 until we know she’s 😴”

“not loving the emoji choice” You chuckled as you texted him. “but agreed. lesson learned”

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[alltoowelltom]

a missed chance

tom holland x single mom!reader

from this request here

note: this is a repost! i've been having so many issues with tumblr and posts not showing up so i decided it was best to just re-upload <3

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Almost three years ago Tom came to the conclusion that he'd missed his chance. The photo of two pink lines on a stick you'd sent to the group chat with no caption was an image that Tom saw whenever he closed his eyes. It haunted him in the middle of the night and clouded his mind when he sat in traffic. It summed up the situation, as he saw it - he'd waited too long and the opportunity for your will-they-won't-they friendship to ever grow into something more had slipped out of his grasp.

He settled into his role as Uncle Tom wonderfully. As the eldest of four he'd always been great with kids and he loved your young son as if he were Tom's own, but the tension in your friendship never quite fizzled out.

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Your phone rang as you sat on a park bench, watching Alfie play in the sandbox just a few meters away.

"Hello?"

"Love, you've got to start checking the caller ID before you answer." Tom chastised lightly on the other end of the line.

"Tom!" you squeal, drumming your feet on the concrete ground. "Does this mean you've landed?!"

"I'm touching solid ground," he confirms. "Back in the land of hope and glory."

"Good," you grin. "I've missed you."

"Yeah?" you don't miss the hope in Tom's voice and if you could see him, you'd notice the crinkles by his eyes that only appeared when he received really good news.

"Does that mean I can come over this evening?" he wonders aloud.

"I wouldn't complain," you shrug. "It's your first night back though, you don't want to see your family or anything?"

"How many times do we have to have this conversation?" Tom shakes his head. "You and Alfie are family."

As if being summoned, Alfie begins to whine from the sandbox, seemingly done with the plastic shovel in his hand as he holds his arms in the air, wanting to be picking up by you.

"Alright, I've got to go but I'll see you tonight," you say. "Talk soon."

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"How's my little man?" Tom asks, scooping Alfie up as he runs towards where Tom stands by the front door. He swings Alfie through the air, spinning around before bringing the giggling toddler to rest on his hip.

"He's grown!" Tom remarks. "You're almost too big for me to do that." He tells Alfie, poking him playfully in the tummy.

Tom feels stupid for not realizing how much bigger Alfie's gotten in the last four months since Tom's been away filming. Your FaceTime calls usually took place while Tom was in hair and makeup, right before you went to bed back in London and by that time Alfie was more often than not fast asleep already, so Tom hadn't seen much of the little guy. He wanted to kick himself for once again kidding himself into believing that you and Alfie existed in some sort of time-warp, lives permanently still until Tom came home to London. Of course you guys had your own little life together. You didn't need him, right?

"Yeah, he's getting older by the day," you laugh, wiping your flour-covered hands on your jeans as you step into the hallway. Tom wraps you into a side hug with his free arm, making sure not to squash Alfie between you two, who's fiddling with a loose thread on Tom's sweater.

"Alfie's just had dinner, do you want any?" you call over your shoulder as Tom follows you into the kitchen.

"Hmm, what's on the menu, chef?" He chuckles, placing Alfie down on the carpet and ruffling the boy's hair.

"It's the extremely gourmet and elegant meal of boxed Mac and cheese." You answer.

"Ooh, yes please!" Tom calls as he wanders into the living room.

He's always felt so comforted in your flat. It’s always felt a mile away from the stresses and worries of Tom's life as an actor, and more importantly it's always felt like you. Despite the baby bouncer hanging in the doorway, the discarded toy stuffed behind the TV and a few picture books strewn across the sofa it retains the features that made it yours like the vinyls on display above the record player Tom bought for your birthday one year and the mini chalkboard with a half rubbed out score from a game of beer pong from before everything changed. There was now a hastily scribbled reminder to 'buy teething rings' over the top.

"Sorry about the mess," you say, gently kicking a few brightly colored building blocks out the way. Tom helps by stacking the picture books from the couch into a little pile on the coffee table. "I was going to have a tidy up when Alfie and I came home from the park, but you know how it is."

He doesn't know how it is, not really. As close as you are, he's always slightly on the outside when it comes to you and Alfie, reduced to an uncle just the same as Uncle Haz or Uncle Tuwaine. But he wants to be more than that. He wants to be your partner in this, someone to lend a hand when the house gets messy or a shoulder to cry on when things get tough. For being a web-slinging superhero during the day, he wishes he was brave enough to tell you how he felt.

"Don't even worry about it." He says instead, smiling in thanks when you pass him a serving of mac and cheese in a colorful plastic bowl and a plastic spoon.

"I ran out of real cutlery." You laugh as he looks at it quizzically, one eyebrow raised. "You know, no one tells you how much living with a toddler changes you," you say. "I haven't used adult cutlery in about a week, and just the other day I found myself eating a sucky yogurt for dinner while watching Cocomelon. Alfie wasn't even in the room."

Tom laughs as he spoons the golden pasta into his mouth.

"It sounds to me like you're desperately in need of some adult interactions." He hears how it sounds as soon as he says it and hopes you don't think he's being creepy.

"Oh God, don't even get me started, " you say. "I haven't gotten any sort of adult interactions in like, a year. No wait…two years and nine months."

"Two years and nine months?!" Tom gasps, glancing at Alfie out of the corner of his eye who sits on the carpet playing with a toy train track Tom had given him last Christmas.

"Welcome to motherhood." You grimace.

Tom puts his empty bowl on the coffee table, trying to figure out how to word his next question.

"Do you ever get…lonely?" He asks delicately. "I don't mean physically, I mean actually."

You shrug, pulling a blanket over your lap.

"I mean, yeah. It's just that between work and Alfie, I don't have time to go out and meet people, you know?"

Tom nods thoughtfully, letting you continue as he gently tugs the edge of your blanket, pulling it over his legs too.

"And if I do meet someone, it's hard because sometimes if I tell them about Alfie it's a deal breaker, or if they're okay with it I'm still not comfortable bringing people in and out of his life. If someone's in his life I want them to be in for good, right?"

"Yeah, I get what you mean," Tom sympathizes, placing a hand on your leg.

"I wouldn't change having him for the world," you say quickly. "I just sometimes wish I had someone to talk to who doesn't speak only in Bob the Builder references."

"I'm always here to talk to, lovie." Tom reassures you. "Can we fix this? Yes we can!" He giggles and you laugh too, pushing his shoulder with yours.

"I'm really glad you're home, Tommy." you say quietly, putting your hand over his where it still rests gently on your leg and rubbing small circles into his skin.

"It's good to be back." He agrees. His eyes meet yours and you both lean in ever so slightly. He picks his hand up off your leg and slowly brings it up, only to be interrupted by a shriek from Alfie as one of his trains crashes off the track. You both jump away, Tom's hand hovering in mid-air as the only proof of the moment that might have happened, frozen on its collision course to your cheek.

You avert eye contact, standing up and reaching for Alfie.

"I'm sorry-" Tom starts but you shake your head, eyes shining.

"No don't worry, it's okay." You say. "Uhm, do you want to help with bathtime?"

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"Hello?" Tom calls down the hallway, kicking the front door shut behind him. There's no answer but he hears chatter and laughter from in the distance. He deposits the cake on the kitchen counter, breathing a sigh of relief upon discovering he'd gotten it from the bakery to your house in one piece.

He steps out of the French doors, immediately grinning as he takes in the scene before him. In the back garden Alfie's second birthday party is in full swing. A handful of toddlers play on the mini slide set you'd set up, their parents hovering nearby and chatting. He assumes these must be some of Alfie's friends from daycare. He spots Alfie almost immediately, running (or waddling) around with the top half of his face painted to look like a Spider-Man mask, clearly having the time of his life.

"Tom!" you spot him standing on the deck, excusing yourself from a conversation with a few parents and heading over to him.

"I'm so glad you made it," you say, giving him a quick hug. He lingers for a second, basking in the feeling of being able to hold you close. He lets you go with only a slightly wistful smile.

"Did you get the cake?" you ask hopefully.

"Of course," he says, rolling his eyes but taking you by the arm and leading you into the shade of the kitchen. "It's in here."

He opens the cake box, grinning as you gasp happily.

"It's perfect! Thank you so much for picking it up." you say, giving him a quick one sided hug and he gulps.

"You look pretty." he murmurs before he can stop himself, taking in the glittery dress you'd chosen for the occasion.

"What was that?" you blink, turning your head away from where you were putting two blue candles in the frosting and making eye contact with Tom.

"Uh, I said I love this city." Tom tries to save it, suddenly losing confidence as usual. "Glad to be back, y'know?"

"Okay?" you nod. "'s good to hear."

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Tom hangs back as Alfie blows out his candles with a little help from you, allowing himself to hide in the small crowd of toddlers and parents. He'd been so confident driving up to your house with Alfie's cake safely in the passenger seat, even going as far as blasting Enchanted by Taylor Swift with the windows down to prove to himself that today was the day. He had to admit how he felt for so many years or it would truly eat him alive. But now here he was, leaning against the wall at a two-year-old's birthday party and feeling like the biggest wimp in the known universe. He silently excused himself to the bathroom, locking the door and knocking his head on the mirror. Come on, Tom!

"Hey," Tom said, tapping you on the shoulder.

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"Oh shit," you say, whipping around and dropping the pile of paper plates you'd been collecting up. "You scared me, Tom! I thought everyone had left already."

"Sorry," Tom laughed gently. "No I was just in the bathroom. Want some help cleaning up?"

"You were in the bathroom for an hour?" you ask worriedly. "Jesus, is everything okay?"

"Oh, everything's brilliant." He smiles at you. "I was just thinking."

"I didn't know you knew how to do that." you grin at him. He breathes out, glad some of your familiar banter had returned.

"I have to tell you something." he says before he can think too much about it.

You nod, smiling gently for him to continue as you clean up.

"Can you…can you stop doing that for a minute?" he asks shyly, taking the stack of paper plates from you and putting them down. "This'll only take a minute and then I'll be gone, promise."

He hesitates before taking both your hands in his. You lean into his touch, trying to ignore the electricity that radiates from where your hands meet.

"Do you remember that night at the pub a few years ago?" he asks slowly. "It was the night they were doing the trivia night on pop culture and you won our team all those points for knowing the One Direction questions."

"Yeah," you laugh. "Once again the 1D obsession saved all of our asses."

"And then later that night," Tom continues, his voice wavering. "You uh- you found out about Alfie and you sent that picture of the test to the group chat."

You nod, remembering that night all too well.

"I was outside your house that night." he blurts out. Well, I've done it now, he thinks.

"What the fuck, Tom." you laugh. "You got all serious just to tell me you were stalking me almost three years ago?"

Tom groans.

"Will you let me finish, love?" he asks. "You left before any of us. And the boys all hyped me up, and then I left too. I came to your house because I had to tell you how I felt. And then before I could even knock, you sent that photo to the groupchat. And then how could I possibly add more to the situation and tell you that I've been in love with you since we met?"

Your eyes widen after his confession and you slowly take your hand out of his. Tom swears he's never heard a silence quite this loud before, and he takes it as a bad sign.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," he babbles. "I just had to tell you because I couldn't keep lying to you and pretending that everything I see or think about doesn't remind me of you."

"No, Tom." you stop him, gently placing one finger over his lips to shush him. "It's just that I don't really know how to respond to that. I mean, you want me? You actually want me?"

"Darling, you could punch me in the eye and I'd still want you." Tom tries to ease the situation and you giggle. You wrap your arms around him gently, breathing in his scent.

"Is this okay?" you ask hesitantly.

"It's more than okay." Tom confirms, copying your actions. He nuzzles his head into your hair, inhaling the sweet smell of your conditioner that he's only ever been able to admire from afar before now.

You nudge him ever so slightly away from you and tip your head up a tiny amount so you're looking at him. He's been so brave, being the first one to make a move so you feel it's only fair that it's your turn to break the ice. Chest flush against his you close the gap between your mouths, meeting his lips in a soft kiss.

Tom all but melts into the kiss, holding you firmly. There's no way he was letting the chance slip away again, now that he was right where he wanted to be.

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tysm for reading! reblogs are always appreciated and really help a writer out <3

[fsugirl1]

Some days are so big…so PACKED with content…so unexpectedly swoon-worthy that they demand an edition of

⭐️ FSU’s Occasional Newsletter ⭐️

Is That An Earthquake Or Are You Just Happy To See Me?

The day began with a vague disturbance. Was it seismic activity? Inbox tomfoolery? A very happy birthday wake up for @lila-rae?

That last one is between her and Mr LR but

Bottom line: we could sense something coming.

It’s Not The Size Of The Entourage, It’s What You Do With It

We knew Tom was in Scotland and we figured it might be for golf but we did not know until this morning that he brought every single one of his brothers and best mates. So many of his closest dudes in one place made us 🤔

Lord knows he’s a generous friend and his circle is tight, but we wondered what they might be celebrating?

The delulu? It was percolating.

Our Italian Romance: Starring Tomdaya 🎥

We were already abuzz and the delulu was bountiful on the dash when suddenly the most cinematic and romantic photos of our favorite couple dropped. We learned they were canoodling at the gorgeous Castillo di Reschio, with such romantic activities as pasta-making (watch those fingers, Z!) and horseback riding.

And if that wasn’t enough, A POOL DATE. Both of them sunkissed and beautiful, reading books and looking like the movie stars they are.

No, your eyes don’t deceive you. They did switch books. 🫠

Every single one of us immediately wondered why our partners weren’t offering to read aloud to us in the pool at an Italian castle. But then, who hasn’t wondered that at least once?

Dad Said His Tea Was Cold But We Say It Was Piping Hot

As if we weren’t all twitterpated enough from the Italian romcom baecation pics, Zendaya’s Father In Law Dom felt like we needed a glimpse into their everyday life at home. He shared that the newest member of the Coleman-Holland family, Daphne the dog, is a “beautiful” addition to the clan and that her youthful energy has found a fast friend in her aunt Rosie, who is just a year older. Big brother and recent outcast (banished to live with Uncle Darnell, what did he do?) was said to be too old to enjoy the young pups.

Dom was feeling chatty I guess because he didn’t stop there. He went on to share that Zendaya had recently joined Nikki and Dom for dinner at the local pub.

He further said that Granny Tess, siblings, cousins, all the boys and “the dogs” would soon be accompanying him and Nikki on an anniversary celebration trip to Portugal. Dare we hope for more family photos?

Even if we don’t, that’s another bingo square, baby.

Aunt May Has Shipped It For Years

To top off the content-crazy, your favorite aunt and mine, Marisa Tomei, said at an event in Canada that one of her favorite parts of her Spider Man experience was watching Tom and Zendaya grow up and “fall in love.” 🥰

That face she’s making? The I can’t take it they’re so cute face? We were all wearing it. Even the strongest soldiers among us were grinning and kicking their feet. (We saw you, don’t try to deny it!)

While we await word from the pixel analysts on what people starring in their own epic love story read to each other on vacation, and while we bask in all the little details that make the story more real and more beautiful every day, let’s take a moment as I close to appreciate just how hot Zendaya’s back is in this dinner photo.

Until next time, remember my friends: be kind to each other. I love you. I’m wishing that each of you will find the one who thinks reading to you in the pool (Italian or otherwise) is the most perfect day.

And I hope your birthday is as filled with happy surprises as @lila-rae found hers for the third year in a row!

[lvstrucks]

tom holland masterlist

'tis the season

summary: taking baby to meet santa

a missed chance

summary: tom thinks he's missed his chance with you when you become a single mom

misunderstandings

summary: tom worries you're being unfaithful after listening to his friends

baby's first hot chocolate with dad!tom

first night out without the baby

taking your baby boy to watch tom play golf

hey, pumpkin

summary: you and tom disagree over which holidays you'll celebrate with your baby

tom's baby taking their first steps

running errands with dad!tom and your newborn

miss americana & the heartbreak prince (series)

summary: when you’re called in to fake date tom holland for two months to fix his public image, you never expect anything to blossom between the two of you…

sick in NY

summary: tom takes care of you when you're sick

girlfriend

summary: staying the night at tom’s leads to you suddenly meeting his family during a surprise visit

thirty reasons i love you

summary: tom struggles to find a meaningful gift for your birthday

i'm spider-man

summary: meeting someone you like is always awkward. especially when she has no idea who you are

jacket

summary: picking up tom & harry from the airport. sooo much fluff

hold your horses!

summary: rumors fly during an interview leading to a shock announcement for tom and his girlfriend

jellybeans

summary: the antics of tom and his girlfriend on the red carpet ft. annoyed harry

mini dates

summary: tom and his girlfriend just want to spend time together (smau)

beauty secrets

summary: tom crashes his girlfriend's vogue video

pink lines (series)

summary: when you find yourself alone, pregnant and scared there’s only one person you can turn to. but where do you draw the line between friendship and more?

[bonesandchalamet]

perfect - t.holland

masterlist

requested: y- “Could you do reader and Tom or Harry with newborn !!”

pairings: dad!tom holland x mom!reader

warnings: fluff + child has been given a name

a/n: I hope I did this justice 🫡 I’m not very good with writing newborns!

you can’t figure out what you’re more obsessed with: her rolls, feet, or the fact that she looks exactly like Tom.

you haven’t been able to move from the crib. you should be asleep, but your eyes are glued to the crib where your newborn daughter, Emma, lays asleep.

you know Tom will come in any second. he’ll be concerned why you’re not in bed or pumping. he’ll ask if something’s wrong with Emma or with you. he’ll ask a series of questions you’ve heard on record since you came home from the hospital, but you don’t mind them. he’s concerned for his two loved ones.

“everything alright?” there it is. you sigh, taking a look at him for a brief second before looking back at her. she hasn’t moved, yet every rise and fall of her chest makes your heart swell.

“I just can’t decide which part I love more of her.” you carefully tap your finger against the wooden edge of the crib.

Tom exhales quite happily, it’s nothing serious to be worried about. he carefully steps into the room, his hand rests against your lower back, “why don’t you go sleep? we can worry about what we love most once we’ve rested.”

you shake your head. there’s tears welling your eyes, you know this is just hormones— or maybe you’re just so in love you can’t move from her crib.

“I just want to stay here forever.”

“we’ll have plenty of time to stay in here forever. we need some sleep.” he assures you, his palm running over your dirty hair. you can’t remember the last time you’d showered coming to think of it.

“you’re right, I’m being ridiculous.” you nod along with him finally moving from the crib. the emotions had dried allowing the exhaustion to finally settle in your body. Tom promises to take the first shift after napping and you don’t argue, just settle into the mattress.

“and you’re not ridiculous. however, I think her rolls are quite adorable.”

—

three hours.

you’d been asleep for three hours and didn’t even hear a single noise from emma or Tom. you assumed he would need your help at some point, but having not heard anything from either of them. you could trust he had it all under control.

you slowly rise out of bed and exit the bedroom, you see Tom in your living room rocking chair. he’s got a bottle in one hand, and her cradled in his other arm. she looks quite cozy and content with him.

“you’re awake.” he looks up from her with a frown. his plans were to let you sleep as long as you needed, but he knew you couldn’t leave her alone for too long without checking on her. the silence was always scary to hear.

“I know.”

“she’s been sleeping this whole time. you can go back to bed if you’d like?” he recommends rather than offering. you know the suggestion is what you should take, but you can’t get yourself to move from where you’re standing. your eyes glued to her once again.

“it’s everything. that’s what I love about her.” you say finally taking your eyes off of your sleeping newborn to look Tom in the eyes.

he nods in agreement looking back down at her in his arms, “she’s perfect.”

[legendofmorons]

Memes/ culture moments the chain would like

Four

The owl house

Don't be suspicious no Don't be suspicious

Dr. Doofenshimrtz

Hyrule

Merry crisis, merry chrysler

Me checking the news by seeing what's trending on tumblr

Homer Simpson backing into the bush

Legend

Denial is a river in Egypt your husband is gay

Goncharov

What up I'm Jared I'm 19 and I never learned how to fucking read

Sky

And they were roommates

I almost dropped my croissant!

You get a car you get a car you get a car

Alex Hirsch voicing like half of gravity falls

Time

Road work ahead vine

When life gives you lemons vine (specifically the facss)

Twilight

Tom Holland's performance of umbrella

Tell your baby that I'm your baby

I hate country. But*

Warriors

We're going thotin plotin and trotin

Brittany spears and her snake performance

2010 Kesha (specifically bla bla bla)

It's so hard to be a single mom. Especially when you have no kids and are a male teenager

Wild

Bad luck brian

Fuck you flowers

Ah yes, me, my wife, and *insert comically large object*

The victoria secret song

Wind

Are you mesothelioma? Answer me!

You're my dad! Boogie woogie woogie

Is that weed I'm calling the police! / is that a police I'm calling the weed!

Tony the tiger x the grinch

[hockeyandhrsepwr]

On the Seas

Charles Leclerc x Yachtie Reader

**I've been watching a lot of Below Deck which is how this came about - Enjoy:)**

Part 2

F1gossip

Is there a new WAG on the horizon? Ferrari driver Charles Leclerc was spotted chatting to a pretty woman on a boat ride, then later on a larger yacht, Monaco Grand Prix weekend. After a little bit of digging, we found that the woman was yntakestheseas. She appears to be based on the south of France/Monaco and the same age as Charles but we can’t quite figure out what she does. Her instagram is full of scenic, party & boat pics. Do we think trust fund baby? Gold Digger?

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Ferrrari4657 y’all are ridiculous. He was spotted with a woman, he must be dating someone. sure jan

F1fan19 You saw one blurry picture & found all of that? Thats such an invasion of privacy but I’m kind of impressed. 

Fan58 do you not see the uniform? She clearly works on the boat, it’s not like they were making out of something. 

Fan856 god forbid, a single man talking to a pretty woman 🙄

F1083 saying she may be a gold digger is so out of pocket. Maybe she’s just rich and honestly if she is, good for her. 

yntakestheseas

yntakestheseas It's the Grand Prix, I never miss the Grand Prix

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Bestfriend1 did Red Bull win?

yntakestheseas you can fuck right off

Bestfriend1 rude

Fans57 thats the same club the driver were in 👀

yntakestheseas along with half of Monaco babes, its not that deep

yntakestheseas

yntakestheseas Yes, I Cannes, finally walk the carpet at the film fest! 

📍Cannes film fest

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Bestie finally seeing what its like on the other side

yntakestheseas I don’t like it mom come pick me up

F175 Charles is there, coincidence?

yntakestheseas Pierre, Max and Lando are somewhere here too. That mean I’m fucking them? Hell, Tom Holland is here, maybe I’m

Bestfriend1 You mean to stop there?

yntakestheseas no, I just realized that that might not be the best example because I would fuck him so…

Fan0237 Oh shit 😂

Fan477 She definitely gives off socialite energy, but how have we never seen her before

F1946 she must be new money, seems a bit tacky

yntakestheseas babes the 24 euros in my bank accounts say I’m no money

yntakestheseas

yntakestheseas people jumping to conclusions in my comments 

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Fan466 What does this mean!!! bestie3 ooh girl 

MaxVerstappen Why you gotta do me like that?

yntakestheseas

yntakestheseas when the captains away, the crew will play 

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BoatCapJoe you know I can see this right?

yntakestheseas Sir yes sir, its a joke. We are actually working very very hard right now folding your underwear into roses. 

BoatCapJoe youre lucky I like you

Bestie babe…..

yntakestheseas I’m coming to live with you if I get fired

Bestie no youre fucking not, I've seen what C's apartment looks like when youre there

CharlesLeclerc do you ever actually work?

yntakestheseas No, my daddy pays for everything thanks for asking

CarlosSainz55 ew 

yntakestheseas what? All I said was my dad pays 

CarlosSainz55 You & I both know what you meant 

yntakestheseas

yntakestheseas You can call me captain #8 years 

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PierreGasly your mental age? Yeah we know

yntakestheseas I think you have me confused with lando

LandoNorris or himself

Bestie only took 8 years

yntakestheseas you know what, at least I did it

Charlesleclerc did what?

yntakestheseas bag someone rich enough to own the boat

CharlesLeclerc that all I’m good for?

Bestie you have a nice car!

yntakestheseas no, you have a decent dick too

PierreGasly 😲

yntakestheseas oh shut it mr 🐶

Charlesleclerc Decent isn't what you were saying yesterday

LandoNorris My EYES MY EYES Jesus guys 🤢

PierreGasly yeah I dont want to know that 🥴

Ferrrarifan3 Things I didnt expect to see today. This comment section 

yntakestheseas you should see the group chat

Fan4646 THERES A GROUPCHAT?????

xx

[tarjapearce]

Ahem-Anon here my brain doesn’t wanna rest. Saw coach miguel post and this whole effin time i had MCU‘s Tom Holland Aunt may in my head. I don’t know why.

Anyways back to the errr hot aunt. Or another hot aunt? Yeah another hot aunt. Like single!dad miguel and gabi and reader is the sister of gabis decades mom and she was always there for miguel and lil gabi. Basically raised her with miguel. She comes to every soccer game (is probably the loudest cheerleader ever and curses in spanish lol), preps snacks, helps miguel in the house, watches gabi whenever his real work or spidy-work keeps him busy, has those little spa-girl-days with gabi and simply takes care of them and gabi just loves her Tia. (yes aunt is latina thank you very much) And ohhh boy here it comes: latina!aunt always had a crush on miguel but never voiced it out and miguel slooooowwwllllllyyyyyyy like snail slowly started to fall for her over the years and he kinda realizes it after he saw latina!aunt on a date with a dude, who was a douchebag towards latina!aunt and before he can jump in to save her she kicks the mans ball because she is bad ass as well and miguel has a shocked pikachu face as realization strikes him: damn i love this woman.

So he akwardly tries to confess and it takes a while and after he did, they kept it a secret trying not to get caught by gabi cause awkward and they are kinda scared gabi would be mad and they don’t want to hurt her, because obviously Gabi is nr. 1 in their heart. ( first gabi then the world, no wrong gabi is their world)

Also a bit guilt because of gabis mom? (She cheers from the heavens for them though) Also hot make out sessions and other 👀hmm hmm sessions, because Passion. They try to be so sneaky and quiet lol .

Though gabi is so smart ass and does catch them while they make out on the couch and now: they both sit side to side totaly embarrassed while gabi sits across them, arms crossed and tells them to spill the deal (yup she is a tiny cop, they are criminals hehehe). And it’s hilariously akward because big old Miguel being commanded by a tiny angry gremlin and her tia just wants to poof into thin air. In the end they do tell her that they love each other and gabi is like: OMG FINALLY! I have been waiting for years! Can you get married like right now? I want a sibling.

Again shocked pikachu faces lol and good night. Ahem-anon out.

Nonny, Gimme your brain for a bit, please 🤭 I'll return it. Promise. I'm seriously amazed at the creativity you guys have. Whipping stuff, amazing scenarios, plot skills in MINUTES, DAMN. So much to explore and sooo much to imagine. ❤️❤️❤️. Love you guys so much :'D. Love sharing ideas with talented people.

This was scrumptiously delicious ❤️❤️❤️❤️. And soo so fun to read !!!!

[gxdsfavgal]

Puppy Adoption

Pairing: Drew Starkey x Partner!Reader

Warnings: FLUFFFYYYYY little BLURB, I just wrote this very rushed because I thought it was cute lol

A/N: based on this tiktok https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRny1sHd/

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I am a binge watcher. I love watching celebrity interviews even though I am surrounded by it in my personal life. But I have my own little favorites. It is something I look forward to every time I open YouTube. I hope to see a new upload of Buzzfeeds Puppy Interview.

I obsessed over the Chris Evans one, and even the Tom Holland one. After finding out that Drew was going to be in one for OBX, I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I begged for him to let me watch in the behind the scenes, and luckily it didn't take much begging.

So now here we are, the puppies in the crates as the cast talks to the producers on what they are doing and what type of questions are going to be asked.

I was in awe by all the tiny noses poking out through the grates of the cages, the little barks and howls. I am a dog person through and through.

Cats? Birds? Fishes? Never.

Before they filmed, the adoption manager and I had a conversation. We talked about how they are a non-profit organization and how they always have dogs of all ages to be fostered or adopted.

I was fortunate enough to snap a few pics for my Instagram story.

I didn't have pets growing up, but I kept a promise to myself that I would someday be a parent to a dog. I didn't care the breed, I just wanted to have a dog to love.

Drew on the other hand grew up around dogs, his family and his friends. He knows everything about them. He's always told me that we need to get a dog someday.

He promised me that we would get a puppy together on our second date, and I've held that promise to him.

I sat comfortably and excited in a chair behind the crew members of the Buzzfeed production team. The lights of the studio flashed "Filming In Progress", and everyone became silent.

-

Drew and the rest of the cast just finished up the Buzzfeed puppy interview. I was just in the behind the scenes trying to get some content for Drew's instagram.

"I literally cannot move" Drew whispered out as the film crew started wrapping up.

The puppy in his arms fully asleep, its head lolled back with little snores.

The OBX group was all in awe over Drew and the puppy.

"Come here." Drew asked of me, using his head to nod.

I walked past the camera and sat down on the floor next to Drew and Maddy, the other puppies coming to sniff me. I put out my hand so the pups can smell me, but also so I can lure one to hold.

"They are up for adoption right?" I asked the lady on the side who brought all of the dogs to the interview.

"Yep! Every single one of them." she smiled.

"Oh my god! I want all of them." I whispered as I held up the puppy I was holding.

"Same, I do need a travel buddy" Madelyn giggled as her chin was getting licked.

"Drew, it seems like that one is basically yours." I nodded my head towards the one in his arms.

"I wish I could make him ours." Drew petted the German Shepards head.

"Why not? We've been talking about getting a dog for months."

"I don't know, you think we should?" he asked me with a smile on his face, ready to commit to being a dog dad.

"I think you guys should do it." the lady spoke, trying to convince us to adopt.

"Wow, she's got great marketing skills." Bails said with a giggle as Austin laughed with.

"Ehh I don't know." Drew tilted his head back and forth.

"I think we should." I rested my head on Drew's shoulder, looking at the still sleeping puppy in his arms. "I think he adopted you actually."

"Do it! Do it!" the cast cheered as they made the dogs in their arms do little dances.

Drew and I's heads turned to each other, our eyes making immediate contact. We were both trying to decipher what the other one was saying.

We a little smile on his face and mine, we both did a little nod.

"We'll take him." I told the lady as I lightly booped the sleeping puppy nose.

[applescabs]

I was tagged by my buddy @phoenixfangs so lets goooo

Are you named after anyone? I've heard this story a buncha times so I'm pretty sure my mom got my birth name from a singer. She heard it on tv and liked it a lot, back then it wasn't a very common name in my country. My names as of now are 50/50, Tom didn't come from anyone but Teddie was 100% something I picked up from Teddie p4, hahah.

When was the last time you cried? Last Sunday when I rewatched ep 11 of Bucchigiri. especially during the part where Zabu got the absolute shit beaten out of him. Finn came home right after that and doesn't understand that one of the big points of media is to reach you emotionally, so he thought it was weird that I was crying.

Do you have kids? Nah, but I'd like to some day, if fate allows it.

Do you use sarcasm a lot? Not nearly as much as I used to, because most of my friends are autistic and don't get it most of the time, so I just end up upsetting them whenever I do use it. Being sincere is much more fun anyways.

What sports do you play? None, but I would love to swim or ice skate (or, hell, do some skiing). Neither are really possible for me atm, unfortunately (do you have any idea how expensive skiing is btw. it's crazy). When I was a kid I did gymnastics and streetdance, I also played tennis briefly as a teen, but had to quit due to a lack of people in my age group playing at that club.

What’s the first thing you notice about people? I usually take note of how someone dresses and does their hair. Ever notice how dull most people's clothes are? I like seeing styles that stand out.

What’s your eye colour? Brown, it's not a particularly dark shade, but I wouldn't call it hazel (my dad has hazel eyes though).

Scary movies or happy endings? This ones a little... vague? But I guess if I had to choose... I wouldn't. I don't care about genre or what type of emotional impact it has, as long as it's coherent and entertaining in its own right. (That doesn't mean I don't care about quality btw. I literally just. watch anything and judge it for what it is.)

Any special talents? I'm a boss at packing in groceries quickly and efficiently. Not a talent that everyone possesses, I've learned (sorry Minke <3).

Where were you born? Netherlands babeyyy ✌ North-Holland to be a bit more precise. I lived next to a dyke (not that kind) so I got the real under-sea-level experience. I still live around the area but not in my hometown anymore.

What are your hobbies? Drawing, (writing?), translation and the nuances that come with it, watching movies, tv shows, animes, cartoons, playing video games, reading books, comics and manga. (and then talking about cinematography, parallels, themes, symbolism and the likes) I also collect soda cans (+ the occasional glass bottle), candy packaging, and anime figurines + other merch.

Do you have any pets? My little baby Jody (dog) who I've had since I was 7 years old! She's about to have her sweet 16 on the 23rd (that's in 2 weeks!) she's getting blind and deaf as hell but she's still lively and sweet as ever <3 And my sweet Tiger of course, who's of undetermined age (around 8/9 the vet said) and currently living with my good friend Minke and their 2 other cats (he does not like them) and dog (he is ok with her). He's not with me rn because my mom's bf is allergic, unfortunately.

How tall are you? 1 meter 59. that single centimeter haunts me. I would've also preferred an additional 10 as well.

Favourite subject in school? Art history used to my favourite in high school, and when I was in film school for a brief period I loved film history. I just love anything pertaining to the arts and it's history that involves analysing and comparing it to other time periods, really.

Dream job? I wanna be someone's househusband and make a buncha weird art on the side. Not kidding btw. But if I had to choose a more conventional dream job... it had to be something in the creative or design industry, otherwise I'll probably die of unhappiness.

tageroonie @kuwupikaa @sunflowermews @xrd @isleofair @spunktrumpetsasara and uhhh other mutuals who feel inclined to do this 👉👈

[annab-recs]

what i read this month - january & february '23

❀ = nsfw/mature content, minors dni

reminder to read the warnings before a fic & to support writers by reblogging :)

organized alphabetically by fandom, then by pairing, then by author

the amazing spider-man

peter parker blurb - @parkerpeter24

type: tasm!peter parker x reader, blurb, genre: fluff summary: he eats all her cookies she made and he tries to make up for it by making some for her but in true peter style he burns them commentary: this is soooo peter i love it

the devil all the time

arvin russell christmas blurb - @parkerpeter24

type: arvin russell x reader, blurb, christmas, genre: fluff summary: baking cookies with arvin commentary: arvin being all smooth at the end got me

marvel

peter parker christmas blurb - @parkerpeter24

type: mcu!peter parker x reader, blurb, christmas, genre: fluff summary: a and b pinch each other's nose instead of kissing under the mistletoe commentary: come on, it's cookie writing a fluffy christmas blurb, of course it's going to be the cutest frickin' thing you've ever read 🥰

dad!peter parker christmas blurb - @parkerpeter24

type: dad!peter parker x reader, blurb, christmas, genre: fluff summary: sharing a blanket in front of the fireplace with dad!peter commentary: this blurb was just straight 🥰😍❤️

peter parker blurb - @parkerpeter24

type: peter parker x reader, enemies to lovers, blurb, genre: fluff summary: after issues with the quinjet, you and peter are stranded which isn't so great considering you two hate each other commentary: enemies to lovers eats every single time and omg tony at the end bahahah

stranger things

proving it - @harrysweasleys

type: eddie munson x reader, oneshot, genre: angst, fluff, hurt comfort summary: eddie messes up big time and rushes to you to fix it commentary: when the reader says 'it's fine' and he says 'no, it's not' 😩 the ownership of his actions, i love it

robin buckley blurb - @jellyfishbeansontoast

type: robin buckley x reader, blurb, genre: fluff summary: after a sweet moment, you and robin discuss some daydreams of your future with each other commentary: so stinkin' cute!!! & no catsitting for dustin got me hahah

steve harrington blurb - @t-lostinworlds

type: steve harrington x reader, blurb, genre: fluff, angst summary: you taking steve's self sacrificial role ends in a love confession from him commentary: ahhh i felt all the emotions through this!! loved it! loved it! loved it! the love confession had my heart for sure

tom holland & co

tom holland christmas blurb - @parkerpeter24

type: dad!tom holland x reader, blurb, christmas, genre: fluff summary: building a snowman with dad!tom commentary: tom and june 🥹 too cute to handle

uncharted

nathan drake new years blurb - @parkerpeter24

type: nathan drake x reader, blurb, friends to lovers, new years, genre: fluff summary: heist gone wrong commentary: loved the details in this one!!

[im-in-love-with-pizza-bites]

To Raise Children: Chapter 30

Chris Evans X Daughter!Reader, Grandpa!Chris Evans X Flynn and Felix Evans (OCs) Tom Holland X Single-Mom!Reader (Slow Burn)

Series Masterlist

OC List

Series Summary: It's been 4 years, your sons are starting kindergarten, you're starting junior year of college, a lot has changed.

Chapter Summary: Tom talks to him mom about you and the boys

Series Warnings: Age gap (Reader is 20, Tom is 29), absent father, mentions teen pregnancy, mentions abortion, if you see anymore please let me know politely.

Chapter Warnings:

Sequel to "It Takes A village"

A/n: It's been months I know. But hopefully the next chapter should come out sooner can't promise it.

Tom walks into his parents home. He kicks off his shoes before walking into the living room where his mom was sitting.

"Hey mum." He smiles at her.

"Tom dear! I didn't hear you come in." She sits up. "How are you?"

"Im good. Are Sam and Harry still coming for dinner too?" He says sitting next to her.

"Yes they are. They're gonna be a little later. How is Y/n?" Nikki asks smiling.

"She's good she's visiting family right now so I haven't talk to her yet. I hate the time differences." He says leaning back on the couch. "Mom I love her. She's just amazing, mum. She's kind, she's funny, she's so beautiful. She's an amazing mum too! I love her sons too, they're so much like her! Flynn he read to me! He's not even in first grade yet he's so smart, and Felix he is great at drawing! He drew spiderman and it was so good! I have a photo of it on my phone" Nikki has an amused smile on her face as she listens to him. She can't wait to meet you or the twins.

"You really love them don't you?"

"Yeah. How'd you know?" He laughs.

"Your eyes lit up when I asked about her. You're also bragging about those boys, it's sweet. I can't wait to meet them they must be very special."

"They are mum. I've never felt this way before about a woman. I think she's the one." He looks at her with a giddy grin.

"Im happy for you dear, I can't wait to meet her. And her sons, I've always wanted grandkids. You've been taking a while too." Nikki chuckles

"You have four kids Im not the only one who can give you grandkids."

"You are the oldest though you've had the most time."

"Yeah."

"But seriously when will I get to meet them." She smiles.

"I don't know I want to fly them here maybe as a Christmas gift but she still wants to keep me separate from the twins so maybe next summer if I don't have any projects."

"Okay, me and your dad really are happy for you."

"Thank you mum." He smiles looking down at his phone when he heard it ding. It was you, you sent him a photo of the twins and Amelia at brunch. He replies before showing the photo to his mom. "This one is Flynn you can tell cause his eyebrows are thicker than Felix's and Felix has bigger ears. The little girl is their sister, Amelia."

"Awe." She smiles looking at the photo. "They're so precious."

———

You were finally home. You sat the bags on the floor as the boys ran past you to the backyard. You sigh and go to the couch flopping down on it. You look towards the window the boys are playing on their playset. You pull your phone out texting your dad letting him know you got home safely before doing the same to Tom. Tom responds almost immediately says that's good. It's about 7pm here so it's about midnight there in London. You're not surprised hes aware hes been staying up late to talk to you since you became official. He calls you right as you start writing a response.

"How was the flight? Were the boys better this time?"

"It was alright, yeah they were great this time. Luckily this time we didn't wake up early and we got dinner right before the flight so they weren't cranky."

"That's good."

"How was dinner with your parents?" You ask looking out the window.

"Good."

"That's good." You say.

"Where's the boys?"

"The backyard playing. I don't know how but they have so much energy." You say taking a deep breath.

"Is it dark over there yet?"

"No they have maybe an hour or so." You says standing up and going to the back door. You could barely see them through the window of their playset.

"So you have time to talk!" Tom says you can't see it but he's grinning.

"Isn't it late for you? You should get to bed."

"No I wanted to talk to you about something actually." He says, "so you know how I told you I'm going to take a break from taking roles for a little while? Well I was thinking maybe I could get an apartment close to you. I've been thinking about applying for duel citizen ship anyway with how much I'm in America anyway."

"Really? You want to move out here?" You whispers looking outside to make sure the twins weren't listening.

"Yeah. It probably won't be till after Christmas though. But I do still want to come down for the boy's birthday."

"It would be nice having you close. And my dad will be back and able to babysit by then." You mention absentmindedly. "I'd like it but it's up to you."

"Okay."

"Uh I should go I need to get the boys asleep but I can call you back after?" You say.

"Yeah sure. Bye darling."

"Bye."

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[shellxrls]

hello happy womens day you are one of my top ten women anyway i dont know any obx characters so fuck marry kill uhhh judge judy tom holland and uhhhhhh the actual pope. hope u enjoy

also unrelatedish but i think my dad watched obx??? idk i swear he mentioned it to me once nd i think about that a lot. what would a middle aged man find interesting about it

BBG YOURE SO SWEET <3 !! HAPPY WOMENS DAY TO U TOO !!

okay interesting selection i kinda love it!

was going to kill the pope but at the same time i think thats so utterly sacrilegious that i have to kiss him instead bcuz its the least bad out of the 3 considering he’s the POPE.

kill judge judy. ☺️.

marry tom bcuz duh !! i will get that spiderman dick every single day 🙏🏼.

UR DAD IS COOL FOR THAT !! i kind of wanted mine to watch obx bcuz i was desperate for us to have something to talk about but i think he forgot about it 😭. anyways going back to the point, i think it’s the action and adventure that draws them in tbh ?? bcuz that’s a genre most men love and obx has a lot of it.

[ironstrangeao3]

Swipe Right For Single Dads

by archaic_euphoriah

This is a Littles fic! If you don't know what that is, don't read or do research! You've been warned.

Dr. Stephen Strange is looking for a boyfriend. Good thing the handsome, intelligent and sharply-dressed Tony Stark is looking for the same! There's just one issue: Tony has a Little. Albeit a very cute Little named Peter, but Stephen is not exactly stoked on the idea of being a step-dad. But he's willing to give it a try, starting by joining Tony to see Peter perform at his school pageant....as a leaf. Just the usual here folks; Stark-Strange boyfriend vibes with an adorable Little Peter to keep them busy. Lots of fluffiness and cuddles!

Words: 2611, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Iron Man (Movies), Doctor Strange (Movies), Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, Peter Parker

Relationships: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange

Additional Tags: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange Parenting Peter Parker | Supremefamily | Strange Family, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Parent Tony Stark, Boyfriends, Domestic Boyfriends, Domestic Fluff, Adorable Peter Parker, little!peter, littles are knows, Caregiving, Fluff, Tony Stark Cuddles, snuggles, Diapers, Spin the Bottle, Bathing/Washing, Age Regression/De-Aging, Pacifiers, Thumb-sucking

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/45940942

[silvercaptain24]

MY DAD

GOT MY SISTER

A MUG

THAT SAYS

☑️ single

☑️ taken

✅mentally dating Tom Holland

[aika-nmixx]

~ facts about aika ~

<3 she started dancing when she was 5 years old

<3 she was born in LA but raised in Osaka

<3 her family moved to Osaka, Japan when she was 12 years old

<3 during her time in Japan she attended an arts school

<3 she describes her relationship with her brother as "tom and jerry"

<3 she was raised by a single dad

<3 the member she is closest to is Lily because they both speak english

<3 she prefers dogs over cats

<3 her favourite super hero is Spider-Man

<3 her favourite Spider-Man actor is Tom Holland and she views Zendaya as a role model

<3 her favourite western artists are Sabrina Carpenter, Taylor Swift and Beabadoobee

<3 she's been a Seventeen fan since 2018 and her bias is DK

<3 her all time favourite girl group is Wonder Girls

<3 she said if she wasn't an idol she would want to do anything that involves dancing as she really likes it and wouldn't want to let go of something so important to her and that she's passionate about

<3 she prefers dresses over skirts because she finds it harder to style things with clothes

<3 she wishes to be an ambassador of a famous clothing brand one day as she loves fashion

<3 she learnt how to make clothes from scratch and one day would like to create clothes for NMIXX to wear