#tom holland x celebrity!reader

[hemmingsleclerc]

''Is it obvious?'' | Timothée Chalamet

timothée chalamet x fem!reader

Social Media AU!!

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ynln miss shooting w these people!!!

username ugh I would love to know if timmy and yn know each other in rl 😩

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tomholland13 🙌😎

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tchalamet DUNE BTS 🤟🏻

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yndaily NO WAY YN AND TIMOTHÉE KISSING TODAY IN NY

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ynln I picked the right one ❤️

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tchalamet MY GIRL!!!! ❤️💃💃💋🤘🏻🤘🏻🤘🏻

zendaya 🥺💕

tomholland congrats mates!

blakelively so so happy for you two!!

vancityreynolds blake's crying for you but anyway, congratulations kids! but keep those photos for yourselves xx

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[the-atlas-sister]

"ᴏʜ ɢᴏᴅ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ," ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴘᴀɴᴛ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛʀᴀɪɴ ᴡᴇᴛ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴇᴄᴋ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏɪꜱᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ꜱɪᴍᴘʟʏ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ. "ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴇᴍʙᴀʀʀᴀꜱꜱᴇᴅ ʙᴀʙʏ." ᴛʜᴇʏ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʀᴇᴍᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴀꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴘꜱ. "ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏɪꜱᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ." ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴄᴏʏʟʏ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ꜰʟᴜꜱʜᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴛᴀɢᴇ, Qᴜɪᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴇᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇꜱᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴋɪɴ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜʏʟʏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇᴡʟꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪɴᴇꜱ. "ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ."

~-~-~-~- 𝚆𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑!

[cuverale]

twin flame - t.c.

a/n: I wasn’t going to post this but I couldn’t resist it so here it is. I’ll probably make 2 or 3 more parts of this. Enjoy!

tchalamet

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tchalamet 1095 days with you. thank you for making me the luckiest guy on earth. so ready for round four. let’s do it again, my twin flame.

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yourusername let’s gooo 💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻

tchalamet 🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻

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zendaya 🥹🥹🥹

robertdowneyjr happy anniversary you two, kiddos.

yourusername thank you 🥺

tomholland2013 so happy for you two mate!

tchalamet thank you so much brother!

ynmybaby AWWWW 💗💗

ynandtimmy did he just call her his twin flame??? 🥹🥹🥹🥹

timotheefan15 YES HE DID SIS 🤧🤧

timochalamtt time flies 🥹🤧

timmyfan i remember the day i learned they were dating 🥲

ynfan2 i’m so happy for them 💞

pauline.chalamet HAPPY 3 YEAR ANNIVERSARY MY BABIES 💗🥹✨

tchalamet THANK YOU PAAAAAULINE!!! 💫🦄💗

timmytimmy EVERYONE, SAY THANK YOU ZENDAYA FOR INTRODUCING THESE TWO

ynmybaby Thank you Zendaya! ❤️❤️

ynandzendayafan Thank you sooo much queen!!

timofann thank you Zendaya!!!!

ynandtimmy Thank you queen!

tchalamet THANK YOU ZENDAYA!!!!

zendaya you’re welcome my babies!!

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yourusername 3 years, 1095 days. yet i still feel like we met yesterday. i can’t and probably never will get enough of you. let’s do it again, mon amour.

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tchalamet i love you so much it hurts.

yourusername good to know our feelings are mutual sir.

florencepugh crying rn 🥺💙

chanelofficial Happy Anniversary you two!

timofann Chanel celebrating their ambassadors anniversary. Wowza 🫨

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yourusername babyyyy 😭

zendaya i’m a proud mama

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ynmybaby i love their friendship so much 🥺

zendayafann I adored them since their Disney times 😭

ynandzendayafan and look at them now. they found their soulmates and living their best life 🥹

ynsbabygirl they deserve it 🫶🏻

tomholland2013 love you guys!!!

yourusername love you too!!!

ynsbabygirl it’s supposed to be 4 years but- 😭

chalafann ugh I wish they never broke up but I’m grateful bc they’re happy now.

ynmybaby not Kylie liking the post 💀

timmytimmy i was laughing for hours

ynsbabygirl i’m so embarrassed for her

randomuser why? what did i miss? 🥲

timotea0 long story short, according to some “sources” kylie and timothee was dating since the new years. kris jenner and some pr team fueled the story by some pics but none of them actually worked. bc even though him and yn broke up at that time he was still so in love with her so he denied everything about the rumors and admitted that he was still in love with yn. then tom holland and zendaya made them get back together.

randomuser oh god, what a loser she is.

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ynmybaby Y/n Chalamet era soon?????

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voguemagazine Y/n L/n and Timothée Chalamet are recently seen at a dinner in Venice with Zendaya and Tom Holland, celebrating the couple’s anniversary.

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ynmybaby my fam 🥰🥰🥰

ynsbabygirl i think they’re on a well deserved vacation together 🤧

timotheefan1 they are! 🥹

ynandtimmy the way he looks at her 🥺

zendayafan i love their friendship so much

tomhollandfann seeing them together makes me even more excited for their upcoming movies and euphoria’s new season! I miss Zendaya and Y/n together!

ynsbabygirl same here! I still can’t decide which one should i go first. Y/n and Tom’s or Dune 2???

zendayafan0 ok but i need all of them in a movie together 😩

timotheefan15 same girl same 🤧

chalafann i love how he nuzzles his head on her neck awwwww

ynandzendayafan they’re having so much fun 🥹

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zendaya sisters having fun. period.

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yourusername so you’re not gonna mention how you tried to sink me into the water huh??

zendaya i have no idea what you’re talking about miss

tomholland2013 should i be offended by the way you didn’t post at least one picture of us or..? You didn’t even mentioned that we took them :(

tchalamet you should get used to it bro🥲

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zendaya love youuu

ynandzendayafan MOTHERS!! 🛐

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[malfoyx]

Tom Holland j*rk¡ng 0ff scene — Cherry (2021)

[deathofacupid]

Hi, congratulations on reaching over 100 followers! For your event, can you do a fluff imagine between y/n and Peter Parker when they are older? They have just welcomed a baby girl and on the day they take her home, y/n surprises Peter by putting the baby in a spiderman onesie, which Peter gushes over and maybe even cries a little. And after getting home, Peter gives the baby a tour of their place and they end the day all cuddling together.

baby jam | peter parker

thank you for requesting!!! ❤️❤️❤️ i'm sorry this took so long to get to you!!!!!

summary: in which you and peter welcome home a little girl. your little girl.

warning: none just tooth-rotting fluff and sleep-deprivedness

pairing: older!reader x older!peter

word count: 1.5k+ words

you couldn't take your eyes off her. because, god, she was the most beautiful thing ever.

and she was so beautiful because you made her.

you and peter.

may bennie parker, your (as of 12 hours) newborn baby. the last time you'd touched her was to slip on a spider-man onesie to suprise peter. and she looked adorable. like, so freaking adorable.

she laid there in the crib, and you rocked it back and forth gently. you would've had her in your arms, but one; you were beyond exhausted and didn't know if you had the energy to hold her, and two; you were afraid.

and there were so many reasons to be afraid!

what if you dropped her? you couldn't drop her! then she'd be jam on the floor. your eyes widened at the mental image, your soft newborn baby, with her squishy skin, reduced to a pile of—

"hey, angel," peter's voice brought you out of... whatever that was. his hand were slightly wet, since he just got out of the bathroom. peter wrapped his arms around your waist, setting his chin on your shoulder. you rested your head gently on his, embracing his touch.

"wait. nah. wait, wait... is that?" he trailed off.

"a spider-man onesie? yep. it was half-off! isn't it so cute?"

and there he went, bawling again. "do you not like it?" you asked, starting to panic.

"no, no! it's perfect. she's perfect. you're perfect. i love you, i love you so much."

"aw. i know," you gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"isn't she so pretty?" he murmured.

"well, duh. she's my child."

"our child," he corrected.

"mmmm... wasn't i the one who had to push her out?" you teased.

"mmmm... wasn't i the one who put her in there?"

"peter!" you gasped, "not in front of our child!"

"hah! you said 'our'!"

humming, "yeah. she's ours." you heard a wet sniffle, and pulled away, looking at peter.

"are you crying? again?" you asked, recalling how he sobbed when he first saw her at the hospital.

"honestly, i don't think i stopped," peter answered truthfully.

kissing away his tears, you grinned, "that's so cute."

"hm, well, y'know, i'm pretty cute." you rolled your eyes and peter perked up.

"we have to give her a house tour!"

"uh. if you wake her up, she's gonna start crying again. also, i haven't gotten sleep in more than 2 days, so i might start crying."

"that's all the more fun, then."

"what? me crying?"

"no! everyone's better when they're delusional and sleep-deprived."

you considered this, "true."

he scooped her up from the crib, so quickly (and in your opinion recklessly) that you held out your hands just in case.

"relaxxxx, baby momma," you wrinkled your nose at the name, "i won't drop her."

"okay, first, we aren't ever gonna call me 'baby momma', and second, we don't rely solely on the 'peter-tingle' when it comes to may. i don't want jam for a baby."

peter raised an eyebrow at your wording, but corrected you, "'spidey-sense' sounds cooler!"

"'peter tingle'," you whispered sharply.

"okay, buddy."

you narrowed your eyes at him, and opened your mouth to speak, but he interrupted you. "okay, baby may," he said, pretended to zoom her around, "house tour time!"

seriously, it wasn't that you didn't trust him, but you really didn't want to have to clean up baby jam.

"pete..." you whined, making grabby hands at him, "sleep?"

"but—"

"who's the one who just spent 6 hours pushing—"

"really quick, please? while she's in the onesie?" peter pouted at you, thrusting your baby at you like she was a damn doll.

"be careful," you muttered, "i only like strawberry jam. and sometimes grape," you added after a second.

"strawberry does hit different," he nodded.

you looked back at him, "i told you we needed sleep."

he waved you off, staring at may's squishy, half-lidded eyes, "this," peter declared, "is your baby bedroom. that's your crib," which you've already seen, duh. uh, that's a wall. there are four in this room. by the way, this is an apartment, a really tiny one, we're in because we cannot afford a normal, good one."

peter looked around. "okay, that's it here."

"ooh!" you jumped up, clapping your hand, "show her the diaper drawer next!"

he gave you a look, "why?"

"so she knows where she's taking her dumps?" you said, as if it were obvious.

"actually, why not?"

he pretended to fly here over (two feet) to the the dresser. you pulled it open, jazz handing. "ta-da! diapers."

he nodded in approval, "now our baby knows where she's taking sh-" you gasped, clamping a hand over his mouth.

"taking poopies. and peepees."

"isn't it funny how every poo-poo time is pee-pee time, but not every pee-pee time is poo-poo time?"

"hmm. yeah. oh! we should hit the living room!"

"common room," peter corrected.

"living room."

"no, common room sounds better."

"nuh-uh! living-"

"come on spider-baby, to the common room."

you huffed in defeat, but followed ensuite. "y'know, our apartment is tiny."

"we're broke."

"facts."

"do you think she can tell we're broke?" peter whispered, holding the baby away from him, in hopes may wouldn't hear.

"uh, she literally just got un-womb-ified. i don't think she can 'tell' anything."

"oh. yeah."

"yeah."

he was quiet for a second before pulling may back to him, "this is our very not tiny common room. because we're rich."

"well, don't lie to her!"

"i'm not. i'm sure we are rich. in some universe that's not this one," he added.

"okay," you contemplated it, "okay."

"there's not much here, baby may."

"that's the table. table," you enunciated. "and those are chairs. and that's a couch. and that's a vase. and that's a cond- peter, for the love of god, is that a dirty condom?"

"uh. no."

"is this how you want to raise your daughter?" you scolded, "well, is it?"

"no," he said, bowing his head in shame.

"i mean, what if she gets- like, i don't know, infected? she's got a weak immune system!"

"can you get infected from c-"

"peter benjamin parker."

"sorry."

"mhm. who are you sorry to?"

he faced may, "i'm sorry, dearest may."

"that's more like it," you said, mid-yawn.

"where next?"

"kitchen?"

"sure." he pretended to fly her around, making airplane noises. it was wholesome, but you were terrified he'd drop her the entire time and turn your baby into jam.

you followed after him, leaning against the wall as you watched him try and explain to a half-asleep baby what the difference was between a fork and spoon.

"now, this leads us to the evolution of the spork."

you watched him interact for a moment longer, trying not to fall asleep standing.

"do we need to show her the bathroom, too? 'cause she isn't even old enough to use the toilet," you paused, "or, like, anything in there."

"but it's part of the house tourrrr," peter whined. you sighed, giving in. but, jeez, it was such a long walk. such a long six steps there.

huh, you thought, the apartment was small. you stumbled forward, due to the lack of sleep, to your shared bathroom. peter was already there, educated may on the importance of a sink.

"and that right there, my love, is a toilet."

you teared up slightly, not because of the talk of toilets, but because of peter and may. this was it, this was the family you'd always wanted.

the family you'd always wanted with peter.

because from the moment you saw him, walking down the hall with ned in freshman year, you knew he was the one. (okay, that was a stretch but... still.)

"you take sh- poopies in it. but not right now. right now, you do them in your diaper."

you blinked, something putrid smell that entered your nose. it took you a moment but, "oh, may, sweetie, he didn't literally mean now."

the to peter, "i think you should change her."

"okay!" he sounded very excited to be changing a poopy diaper, but you figured it was the new-fathering. you shook your head, going after him as walked another six steps to the bedroom.

man, screw new york and rent.

you sat down onto the bed, groaning slightly. because, god, soreness. you watched at peter changed her diaper, cooing incoherent babbles to may.

he picked her back up, and you kept your eyes trained on them, "don't drop her, petey."

"ugh, i won't."

"you'll be saying that until we have baby jam stained on our floor," you muttered.

"that was... hmm. now i'm imagining things i don't wanna be. thanks." he placed may gently beside you, crawling under the covers.

"i love you," peter murmured, kissing you softly.

"i love you more."

he smirked, "i love you most."

you frowned, but let it slide. "don't roll onto our baby and turn her into jam."

"for the love of-"

didn't matter, you were already asleep. peter chuckled, leaning over to kiss your forehead, and then may's. he brushed a finger over may's cheek, wiping away a tear of his.

"i love you," and after a moment, "and i'd love you if you were baby jam, too."

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[rainydayathogwarts]

My favourite fics from other authors!!

MCU:

daisies - peter parker by @starktonyx As it was - Steve x reader, Bucky x reader by @heli0s-writes Never again - bucky barnes by @houseravenclaws tap - bucky barnes by @houseravenclaws the box - peter parker by @waitimcomingtoo incorrect quotes ft. peter x y/n by @eunoiathewriter begging with scott lang by @ragnarachel trouble in paradise - peter parker by @ptergwen your mess - peter parker by @peterbenjiparker stark!reader x peter by @ptergwen phone sex blurb w peter by @sgrantsgf twenty bucks Peter parker by @deathbyathousandspiders

Harry Potter

interrupted - neville longbottom by @nevillesimp the one that got away - harry potter by @george-fabian-weasley angry love confession in the rain - sirius black by @salazarslytherin jealousy, jealousy - james potter by @letterstotheflre Poly!marauders smut by @strawberrysodaslut New people - James Potter by @ddejavvu A date? - James Potter by @iamgonnagetyouback Hopelessly in love - James Potter by @marauroon Worrying - George Weasley, by @wifelivvyx Unapologetically in love - James Potter, by @marauroon Reunited - Sirius Black, by @fandomlit

Criminal Minds

Touch starved - Spencer Reid by @donald4spiderman Your relationship with Hotch is exposed by @ddejavvu You walk in on Spencer talking to his fish by @radiant-reid You obsess over Hotch and he overhears EVERYTHING by @kryptonitejelly The team finds out you and Hotch are married by @kryptonitejelly Jack calls you 'momma', outing you and Hotch's relationship by @kryptonitejelly Another one where Jack outs you and hotch's relationship by @kryptonitejelly A third one where jack outs your relationship with Hotch by @kryptonitejelly The one where everyone finds out - You and Spencer (reid) are in love but you just don't know. by @reidscanehand Don't think I don't like you - Spencer Reid by @luveline Reid wears Glasses - Spencer Reid by @luveline The fear of falling apart - Spencer Reid by @pathologicalreid Lipstick trail - Aaron Hotchner by @ddejavvu Smells like roses - Aaron Hotchner, by @hotchflies Silver Springs - Spencer Reid, by @ama0310 Tell your baby that I'm your baby - Aaron Hotchner, by @em-prentiss Spencer Reid smut drabble - by @palmerzy

Stranger things

Whispering dirty things into Eddie's ear as a dare by @erosso Eddie being pussy drunk - Eddie Munson by @subbypeterparker Admiring Steve Harrington by @masmybeloved (deactivated acc) Three's a crowd, but four's a party - Eddie, Steve, Robin x reader by @glasvera Out loud - Eddie Munson by @iheartyouyou Billy Hargrove noticing the little things by @fbfh Bi!fem!reader x steve harrington by @eufezco Eddie and daughter!Roan x reader series by @luveline Dead wrong - Steve Harrington by @lucasnclair The fair - Eddie Munson by @lovebugism Eyes don't lie - Steve Harrington, by @andvys

Celebrities

Chris being in love with Y/N for 7 mins video by @astranva You'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me - Tom Holland by @waitimcomingtoo Thirst tweets with Chris Evans and Y/N L/N by @put-trash-here The friendship test - Joseph Quinn by @magicchai ground rules - Joesph Quinn by @icallhimjoey

[amorchai]

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐌'𝐒 𝐆𝐅.

tom holland x girlfriend!reader.

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[lnfours]

Congrats on 10k! Could you write drunk reader after a night out with her friends getting picked up by Tom and she's like: "we should get married right? I'd like to be mrs. Tom! And you could be Mr. Me!!!" 💐

thank you anon! currently sobbing i miss tom

10k celebration

you were currently slurring your words in the passenger seat of tom’s audi. you had called him while at the bar with your friends, rambling about how you had too much to drink and you had missed him.

so, naturally, he grabbed his keys off the hooks and slipped on the first pair of shoes he could find to come get you.

he was smiling in the drivers seat, amused as he listened to you, “oh! you know what we should do, baby?”

he grinned, humming back at you for you continue. you went to speak, a hiccup coming out before you carried on with your sentence, “let’s get married.”

he raised an eyebrow at you, “you wanna get married?”

you nodded, another hiccup following as he asked another question, “like right now?”

“yeah, i mean,” you said, “ive always thought it’d be nice to be mrs. tom holland.”

he laughed, “‘mrs. tom holland?’”

you nodded, “yeah! and you can be mr. y/n y/l/n!”

another giggle left his lips as a hiccup left yours at the same time. he grabbed your hand, bringing it up to your his lips and pressing a soft kiss on the skin of the back of your hand.

“whatever you want, baby,” he smiled, “i’m all yours.”

[infictionalwonderland]

celebrity masterlist,

chris evans —

nothing yet.

sebastian stan —

nothing yet.

tom holland —

nothing yet.

andrew garfield —

nothing yet.

ben barnes —

nothing yet.

matthew gray gubler —

nothing yet.

micheal b jordan —

nothing yet.

taylor swift —

nothing yet.

lana del ray —

nothing yet.

zendaya —

nothing yet.

margot robbie —

nothing yet.

florence pugh —

nothing yet.

madelyn cline —

nothing yet.

phoebe tonkin —

nothing yet.

maya hawke —

nothing yet.

emma watson —

nothing yet.

no set pairing —

MARVEL CAST FLIRTING WITH Y/N, compilation!

MARVEL CAST FLIRTING W Y/N. P2, compilation!

[book-place]

Panel Chaos

Warnings: none (I think), let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Jared Padalecki x reader platonic, Tom Holland x reader platonic, Jensen Ackles x reader platonic

Request: Hey there again! I had another idea for a request like Tom Holland meeting Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles bc I feel like they give the same energy:)

Request by: @theslayerofthevampires

*not my gif*

Summary: Your co-star meets your other co-stars

A/N: I didn’t really know how to end it- sorry!!

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

“-so, yeah, I’d say there’s lots of pranks going around on set.” You snickered into the microphone.

To each side of you, your co stars began sobering up after the cackling that had taken place at the story you just told in response to a fan question.

The panel was going smoothly, Comic Con once again a success in your eyes as you sat in between Jared and Jensen for your last interview of the day.

You played their younger sister in the show, Supernatural, for the past four seasons now, and it was safe to say that you loved working on that show with your whole heart. The actors just made it even better.

All of a sudden, before another person could move to ask a question, the whole crowd let out one large, collective gasp that had your eyebrows furrowing in confusion along with Jensen and Jared’s.

“What? What is it? Is something on my face?” You hurriedly began swiping at your forehead with the back of your hand.

Then, everything went dark and you let out a small shriek of surprise. Someone had covered your eyes.

“Guess who,” A british voice you knew all too well floated through your ears.

“Tom!” You squealed in pure joy, leaping from your seat- practically dropping your microphone in the process- and turning around to give the man a large hug.

Several ‘awes’ of adoration sounded through the crowd at the action.

You pulled away from the brunette man after a moment with a large grin, “What’re you doing here?”

He smiled back, “A little birdie told me that you had a panel going on right now. My interview just got out so I asked around with some of the staff and they said it would be fine to drop by for a moment.”

Tom Holland was most famously your co-worker in various marvel movies that you starred in as Peter Parker’s sister, and you hadn’t seen the man in over five months due to conflicting work schedules.

“You gonna introduce us?” Jared’s voice filled the area and you could practically hear the teasing smile behind it.

“Right,” You spun around to face the two of them, as well as the rest of the crowd, while some staff brought out an extra seat and microphone for the man, “Guys, this is Tom. Tom, this is Jared and Jensen.”

“Hey, man,” Jensen greeted, shaking his hand, “Good to meet you.”

“You as well,” He answered back politely, “I’ve heard many things about the two of you.”

“All good things I hope.” Jared hopped it.

Tom slowly turned with a mock awkward look towards the audience, leading them to roar with laughter, you and the others joining along with giggles of your own.

“No, seriously though, of course I’ve heard some great things.” He chuckled a little bit when he rephrased.

Jared pressed his lips together, acting as if he was mad, “I can’t say the same about you.” Before dramatically whipping his head to face the other way.

The crowd was going crazy.

Through the bright lights, you could squint and see people that were doubling over in laughter that never seemed to end.

“So,” Jensen spoke into a mic, a wicked grin on his face, “I heard that you and Y/n, have been working together for years… any embarrassing stories you have about her?”

Your eyes widened and you quickly flew from your seat and slapped a hand over Tom's mouth, “No!” You shrieked, “No! No stories!”

The poor crowd hasn’t seemed to have caught their breath once since Tom appeared on stage.

You threw a glare in Jensens direction, “Not funny.” You said through gritted teeth.

He just laughed though, knowing it was all for show.

Finally, you relinquished your hold on Tom and wagged a warning finger in his face, “Don’t you dare, Mister. Or I’ll call your mother.” You threatened.

His eyes widened, no doubt with real horror this time, “You wouldn’t.”

“I would.” You crossed your arms determinedly over your chest.

“She does the same thing to us,” Jared gaped.

“Always threatening to call our wives.” Jensen continued.

All three men shuttered in sync.

[1donoow]

CELEBRITY REC

PT.1

......

♡ - smut

Most of them are fluff

......

<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post

stray kids

timothee chalamet

ryan reynolds

bella ramsey

oscar issac

pedro pascal

justin h. min

joseph quinn

harry styles

tom holland

stray kids

@fluffylino - Stray Kids reaction to when you tell them to get on their knees

- skz finding out you're touch starved

@cosmic-railwayxo - denying them kisses for a challenge

- skz and back hugs

@locallixie - stray kids' reactions to their dog protecting their s/o.

@dreamescapeswriting - you randomly buy him flowers

- their crush having a unique talent

@serendipitouxs - when you wear their merch around them for the first time

@emithecharmer - skz you two meet at isac

@kim-seung-mo - 24hr after your death

@blue-jisungs - you're an artist

- them flirting with you at isac2022

@mazeinthemiroh - stray kids reaction to their s/o being an ace in their idol group

- stray kids with a stylist s/o

@hwangsify - domesticity hc

- them as highschool bfs

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felix

@milkybonya - stupid o'clock

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seungmin

@rachalixie - sleepy seungmin

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timothee chalamet

@timmymyluv - wired autocomplete interview

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ryan reynolds

@piggyjeans - graduation (teen!reader)

@liberty-barnes - (y/n) meets walker scobell (y/n lively-reynolds)

@adorecline - the crush (daughter!reader)

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bella ramsey

@ell1ovr - movies and cuddles

@xhollandlilsx - interview shenanigans

@loverwebs - the perfect pair

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oscar issac

@moonxknightx - don't shave your beard

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pedro pascal

@amazonabxtch - nervous

@soulofapatrick - behind the scenes

@talaok - will you kiss me?

@valkyrieromanoff - interview

@matcha-kathrin - strangers

@pascallatte - slip-ups

- oi, pedro

@neo-nomatrix - too sweet to be mine

@judysxnd - picture you take of pedro

- proofs that pedro pascal and y/n l/n are dating pt.2

- you steal pedro's clothes

@imaginesbymonika - pure honey

@lovrre - your camera roll dating pedro pascal pt.2

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justin h. min

@xreader-writing - the best (not) couple

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joseph quinn

@thisisntmyrightera - leave me alone,get your stella

@evans-heaven - touch

@ygrworld - the little habits

@dreamsweetener - puppy giving

@hellfireloser - don't fret it

@quinnfender - ___

@hellenquiinn - needy baby

@joekeeryswife - comic con

@talaok - ___

- bad influence

@indouloureux - ___

- ___

- ___

- habits

- dojacat

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harry styles

@lovecanyon - caught in act(ceo!harry)

- curious gazes

- y/n's fans

@alittletaste - cravings

@harrysmimi - we all make mistakes

- lunch time

@secret-rendezvous1d - sick harry hc

@stylesberries - rainbow cardigan

@glitteredrry - 5 ways harry mentions you on stage

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mcu cast

@morizoras-cave - little coworker (child co-star!reader)

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tom holland

@morizoras-cave - brother from another mother (teen co-star!reader)

@liberty-barnes - (y/n) lively-reynolds take a lie detector test

- things tom does for y/n,always

[hemmingsleclerc]

New Year's Day ┃Timothée Chalamet

summary: where timothee spends new year's day with his girlfriend's family and he may not understand their traditions but he still enjoys the night

timothee chalamet x mexican!reader

''5..4..3..2..1 and!''

''Happy New Year!''

As soon as I heard the first fireworks in the sky I started eating the 12 grapes I had in my glass.All my other relatives at the table began to do the same, from the oldest to my little cousins. At some point I felt like I was about to choke and lose consciousness, but I wasn't willing to let any of my wishes come true.

I looked to my side and saw Timmy eating his third grape. He chewed calmly, enjoying the sweet taste of the fruit and at times I saw how he stifled a laugh when he saw me so desperate. I nudged him lightly with my elbow and motioned for him to hurry up.

''What?'', he asked, showing confusion on his face.

I had to swallow what was in my mouth to be able to answer him.

''You have to eat them quickly Timmy, if you continue like this it won't work and your wishes won't come true!'', I said

''I don't think I have any idea what I was supposed to be wishing for, anyways, why do it so quickly?''

''For more excitement''

When I finished the last grape, I thought about it a little, I didn't really remember what I had wished for but I was sure that among my 12 wishes was happiness, health and love. Everything happened so fast that I barely had time to think about other things to ask for. My brother and cousins had also finished their grapes and ran to the door where there were some suitcases and ran out. Timothée, still in his place at the table, watched everything with a mixture of curiosity and confusion as he continued eating.

''I thought they would spend the night here! Where did they go?''

''They will be back soon, don't worry, the block is not that big, they just went out for a little run'' I said

''¿What?¿For what?''

''To travel, silly!'' I exclaimed excitedly ''You have to run around the block with a suitcase, it is said that it is to attract luck to be able to travel a lot during the year''

Timothée stood there in silence as he slowly began to make a surprised face processing everything his girlfriend had said. He watched everything attentively and with a sparkle in his eyes, excited to be able to participate in the ''curious'' traditions.

This year, I thought it would be a great idea for Timothée to spend the New Year with my family since we had spent the previous year with his family, and I also thought it would be fun for him to know the rituals we did every year on New Year's Eve.

''That doesn't make sense at all''

''I know! It doesn't have to!''

When my cousins arrived I went to chat with them a little about how the race had been. Meanwhile Timmy started talking to my father when I saw my uncles carrying ''the old''.

''Oh my god Timmy you're going to love this'' I took him by the hand and ran to where my whole family was gathered.

Before it started I went to get a pencil and paper for both of us while Timothée returned to get his drink.

''Ready? you have to write down everything bad about the year'' I told him while I took a drink from his glass

''For what? What will you do with that?'' he asked while looking for a place to lean on and write, but since there wasn't one nearby, he stood behind me and leaned on my back while holding his glass in his mouth.

''Do you see that doll that is there?'' I pointed ''It is supposed to represent the old year, it is made of different things like cardboard, and it is set on fire but first we put all the papers with everything bad that happend through the year so that it doesn't repeat''

''They set it on fire? Is that safe?''

It's probably not the safest thing but I may not tell him that.

''Relax Timmy, we do this every year, did you finish writing?''

He nodded and handed me the paper, I folded it along with mine and put it between the doll before my uncle set it on fire. I returned to Timmy and stood in front of him while he hugged me and rested his head on mine.

''Did you had fun babe?''

''I have to admit it was a little strange but it was a lot of fun, we should do some of these things next year together with my family, I bet it would be fun to run down the street with suitcases with Pauline.''

I nodded as I turned to kiss him, I was sure that next year would be just as fun as this one.

[ursemma]

Fandoms I write for:

Requests are open!!

Gossip girl

Nate Archibald , and Chuck bass.

Harry Potter

Harry Potter, Weasley twins, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Lorenzo berkshire, Theodore nott , James Potter, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin

Maxton hall

James Beaufort

Spiderman

Peter Parker

Any Celebrity!

And lastly

Formula 1

Max Verstappen, Charles Leclerc, Carlos Saiz, Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri and Lewis Hamilton

Things i won't write for

Daddy/mommy kink

Foot fetish

Degradation kink

Vomit/period/piss/spit kink

Age gap more than 4 yrs

Trans reader or character

Rap€/ assault/ molestation

Knife play/gun play

[l0vergirlwrites]

little blurb ; peter parker

this gif is unrelated to the fic but HELLOOO IM KINDA BACK FROM MY UNI HIATUS :))

cotton. warm cotton.

that’s all you felt, all your senses could make out in that moment. it covered your skin as you wore some of peter’s clothes in his bed under his bedsheets. it pressed into you as his body stayed close to yours on his small twin mattress, limbs resting onto of each-other in a comfortable mess.

that was a lie. you could sense a lot more.

you felt peter’s gaze on you as his right hand rested above your left hip. on his side with his left hand propping his head up, he admired you. your messy hair, sleepy smile, the way the shirt you borrowed from his dresser drawer had ridden up on your abdomen—he loved it all.

“you’re kinda cute, you know” he mumbled as you stretched your body a little, little murmurs spurring from your lips as you moved impossibly closer to him & his touch.

the dark red hoodie—practically maroon in shade—made him look more attractive than you thought it could, especially with his hair slightly grown out, peaking through under the hood.

“you’re cute too” you replied smiling, feeling his thumb brush against the skin of your hip in circles. his hand was kinda cold, but you liked it.

your left hand reached for his right tricep to hold, as your body was so tired, you couldn’t reach higher without your limb falling back down like jelly.

“you have that look in your eye…” you commented. his head titled, needing to know more.

“i dunno… it’s a very nice kind of look” you got lost in his gaze. “i like it when you look at me like this. like you really see me”

love. warmth. safety. content.

that’s what his look said to you.

so peter kissed you, his lips slotting with yours in perfect harmony. he melted into your touch, & pulled you back to him. you preferred looking at him above you rather than his white painted ceiling.

“i…i” he froze.

at such a crucial moment, peter couldn’t speak. but he was so close, just two more words to go, & he was so close to your lips & your touch—but he froze.

opening your eyes, you looked at him as he cleared his throat, cheeks dusted with roses as he rested his back against his bed frame.

“what? we’re you gonna say something?” you were oblivious to the sentence he was trying to muster up.

that made it harder. so he looked at you with unclear eyes. he felt like an awkward idiot.

“i-i don’t wanna ruin the moment, i think i just did but i—“ he was rambling as he stared into his lap. but you hushed him, turning him to look at you.

“you didn’t ruin anything” you assured with that sunshine smile of yours. god, peter swore it made his soul soar into orbit.

your hand resting on his chest was the cherry on top. you were so sweet.

“i love you” he said. this time it was so effortless. it just rolled off his tongue into the air like slicing a cake—just so easy.

your gaze sucked him in.

& you felt like the only one in the world.

blinking at him for a moment, just to make sure you heard him right—because it was so hushed—you asked him to say it again.

“i love you” he said it with his chest, resting a hand ontop of yours to seal the deal.

& it was real.

time stopped. your heart pounded. & your smile only widened with sunshine & sweetness & love & all the other beautiful things that you were.

“y-you don’t have to say anything back if you don’t wanna, i just needed to tell—“

“i love you more” that was music to his ears.

so he pulled you close again & kissed you delicately, as if you could disappear from his grasp. but you held him & pushed yourself deeper into his abyss of bedsheets & cotton & warmth & softness.

“you’re so lovely, peter parker” you chuckled when you took a breath, your finger prints sketching the skin of his neck while his nose bumped into yours.

“only for you, just for you y/n” he smiled into you, senses going crazy as your scent mixed further with his & your breath fanned his own.

“you’re so so so lovely…”

[broskiblurbs]

One-Time Thing {T.H}

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader Words: 1.6K Summary: You wake up in Tom’s bed after a drunken night. You’re confused about how you feel. Oh, also, you happen to be his little brother’s best friend. (I am making this a series) Disclaimer: Mild cursing and mention of smut.

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The sunlight shining in the window was what woke you up. The satin sheets underneath you begged you to stay in bed, and you want to. You had a pounding headache, signaling you had one too many drinks last night. You can feel your stomach twisting and turning as it tries to process the remaining alcohol. Not to mention, the bed was so comfortable. You wrap your arms around the pillow to cuddle it, and that’s when you noticed it. This wasn’t your pillow. Whose pillow is it? Then, you turned over and saw him. Tom Holland.

He was awake as well, making sure to not make eye contact with you. Judging by his facial expression, he has come to the same realization as you. You are both naked and laying in his bed. Probably both hungover as hell. If the headache wasn’t enough to tell you drank too much, the fact you slept with your best friend’s older brother definitely was. Oh no, Harry.

Harry Holland has been your best friend for two years now. You were in New York City one day taking pictures for your photography class. You saw a flock of pigeons in Rockefeller Center and felt inspired. You took a couple pictures from different angles and you were satisfied. You noticed a boy about your age taking pictures of you. This made you feel uneasy, understandably.

“Hey, creep,” you call out. “Why are you taking pictures of me?” Harry’s face turned bright red.

“I-uh-I can explain,” he stuttered as he stood up straight.

“I’m waiting,” you demanded. He started to shake due to the nerves. He pulled out his camera.

“I was taking pictures of y-you taking pictures of the pigeons,” he explained and showed you the pictures. You had to admit, they were breathtaking. You have been into photography for years and couldn’t achieve this amount of mastery. “I promise I was going to show you before you caught me.”

“These are beautiful,” you whisper as you look through the photos on his camera. “What camera do you have?”

“Nixon D850,” he answered, studying you carefully. You examine the camera like it was a diamond.

“Wow.” You were so entranced by the camera and his skills, you almost forgot about the whole incident. “Say, can you help me take some pictures for my photography class and I’ll consider this whole thing forgotten?”

“Deal.”

You and Harry were practically inseparable ever since. You got an A in that photography class thanks to him. The two of you party a lot. You were his wing woman and he helped you get out of sticky situations with guys. Something told you he wouldn’t be thrilled to help you with this mess you were in. You were on your own for this one. Last night’s events flooded your mind as you laid as still as possible next to Tom, afraid the whole world would collapse if a sound was made. You glance at him. He was staring at the ceiling with an unreadable facial expression.

“Well, that happened,” He spoke, breaking the nerving silence.

“We can’t tell Harry,” you uttered. You sat up, making sure the blanket was still covering you, and rushed to find your clothes. 

“Agreed,” he put on his boxers and turned around so you could change.

“My god, what if he already knows? He’s going to kill me. How could I be so stupid,” you panicked as you quickly put your shoes on. It came out a lot harsher than you intended. It wasn’t that you regretted last night. In fact, you thoroughly enjoyed yourself, which scared you even more. Drunk or not, you had sex with your best friend’s brother. 

“Hey, hey.” Tom gently grabbed your arm so you would pay attention to him. “You’re not stupid. We were drunk and made a mistake. I mean, I had a good time last night. It’s a one-time thing.” He gave you a reassured smile. You nodded in agreement. “Do you want some coffee? It might help with that headache.”

“No, thanks,” you responded. “I better call Harry. He’s probably freaking out. Um, bye?” Tom laughed at your awkwardness. As you open the door, you are met with another face: Harrison.

“Oi, Y/N, what are you doing here? Harry is going bonkers because you’re not answering your cell,” he exclaimed. You stalled like a deer in headlights. What other reason would you be at a man’s apartment in last night’s attire, hair all messed up, and ruined make-up? It seemed that Harrison was placing the pieces together as well.

“Mate, it’s not what it looks like,” Tom tried.

“Oh, I think it is what it looks like,” Harrison laughed with a smirk. “Look at you, you have no shirt on. I can practically smell the sex in the air. Am I right or am I right?”

“Seriously? It’s not like that,” Tom tried once more, but it was no use. You hold up your finger at Tom and turn to Harrison.

“Please, don’t tell Harry,” you pleaded.

“Y/N, I don’t-”

“Harrison, please,” you interrupted, giving him puppy dog eyes.

He let out a groan, “Fine, but you should tell him.”

“Thank you.”

“Just so we are clear, you two did the deed, right? The birds and the bees?” Harrison asked. You just rolled your eyes and left the apartment, so he looked at his best friend for confirmation. 

“Yes,” Tom answered no louder than a whisper.

You open your phone to hundreds of texts and missed calls from Harry. Judging from the texts, it doesn’t seem that he suspects anything. He’s just worried about you while you were off fucking his brother. You didn’t deserve Harry.

“Are you okay?” Your best friend’s voice booms through the phone, causing your head to pound more.

“Shhh, I’m fine. Just hungover as hell,” you respond, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“What happened to you last night? You and Tom just vanished into thin air.” He asked. You stiffen at the mention of Tom’s name.

“Just ended up in some guy’s bed,” you answered. You weren’t technically lying.

“It’s just usually you call me when stuff like this happens.”

“I just decided to give you a break for once,” you stated with not as much confidence as you hoped. You put him on speaker phone so you could wash the old makeup off your face.

“I guess as long as you’re okay. I’m about to stop by, want me to bring you anything?”

“No, I’m okay.”

After your phone call with Harry, you decided to take a shower to rinse off the events of last night. You could not believe all that happened in the span of 18 hours. You barely could remember everything that took place. 

Last Night:

You and Tom were sitting at the bar. Harry and Sam were playing a game of pool and Harrison was flirting with some girl. You ordered another drink, knowing you were five too many in as it is, but you didn’t care. 

“So, have you and Harry ever…,” Tom asked, making obscene gestures with his hands.

“What? No. Just friends,” you answered.

“I swore I heard him moaning your name one time while watching porn,” he mentioned. You weren’t sure if he was joking or not, but you decided it was better not to ask.

“How often do you watch porn?” You raise an eyebrow at him.

“Eh, once in a while. Don’t really need it.” Tom finishes his drink. 

“Right, forgot. Everyone wants to sleep with Spider-Man,” you joke, causing Tom to chuckle.

“Trust me, there’s not much sleeping involved.” He gives you a wink. You wave him off.

“Please, I’ve had sex with my share of men and none of them was able to make me orgasm,” you admit. Tom looks at you shocked.

“Really?”

“Well, if I like finger myself while they fuck me then, maybe I can manage an orgasm,” you continue your confession. You weren’t sure why you were telling him this, but you felt turned on already by the conversation.

“You must have poor choices in men. If anything, they should be fingering you to help you orgasm. You shouldn’t have to help them,” he stated.

“Like you could do any better.” You smirk while finishing your drink. 

“Is that a challenge?” His voice dropped an octave and was now husky.

“I’ll give you ten bucks if you can make me orgasm,” you challenge, feeling your crotch starting to get wet.

“Now, is that for every orgasm? Cause darling, I could pay rent when I am through with you,” he whispered seductively in your ear causing chills to go down your spine. He placed his hand on your thigh and slowly slid up. “Is that what you want?”

“Yes,” you practically begged. He gives you a lustful smile and turns to the bartender. 

“Uh, yes, we would like to cash out.”

The next thing you know you were in his bed moaning his name. Let’s just say, you probably, in fact, owe him a month’s rent. Just thinking about it turned you on. You tried to quickly push those thoughts away. You couldn’t think of Tom like that. You were drunk and it was a one-time thing.

Part two here

[deathofacupid]

hi lovely! congrats on 100 followers again!

can i ask for a tom holland x singer!reader? with the following prompts?

jump, sender jumps on the reciever's back. + "you got me flowers?"

perfect | tom holland

thank you so much! i love this request it's so sickeningly cute ❤️

this is part of my 100 follower celebration, for which you can request here!

summary: you've just got back from tour, and tom's the first one waiting at the airport.

warning: none, just pure fluff!

pairing: tom holland x singer!reader

word count: 1.2k+ words

ask to be added to the taglist, and check out my full masterlist here...

reblog, like, and comment <3

you bounced on your heels anticipatingly, waiting for your luggage to appear on the baggage carousel. it had been 5 months, which was far too long, since you'd last seen your boyfriend (tom) in person. having just released your new album a less than a year ago, your manager had coaxed you into going on tour.

at first, you were hesitant, because 5 months was a long time. normally, whenever tom went somewhere for filming, you did too.

but what you hadn't expected, however, was for you to blow up so quickly. of course, you weren't complaining. just... processing. (you'd been processing for 2 years now.)

the thing you hadn't realized when you'd begun singing, was that with more fame, came more responsibility.

this was the 2nd tour you'd ever been on. you didn't dislike them by any means, they were just a lot. it had much to do with your overall endurance. because, no, you didn't like sleeping in hotels all the time, eating restraunt food everyday, dealing with paparazzi (not fans, paparazzi).

also, you didn't get tom time. talking over the phone did not count, by the way.

all you wanted was for your bag to come into your eyeline so you could grab it and get hugs. from tom, specifically. god, you missed him so much. you were sure he was the only thing keeping you sane the entire time.

without him, you weren't sure you'd be here. you smiled to yourself softly, just at the mere thought. your bodyguards were a couple feet away from you, as you requested.

tom was the one who insisted you hire them, for your safety. you didn't like them very much. okay, well, you didn't dislike them.

phil and barry were sturdy, tall, muscular men. not like tom-muscular. like, one-papercut-and-it's-over-muscular. you had nothing against them, it just felt like they were always (and you mean, always) there. constantly breathing on your neck, and you couldn't blame them.

it was their job, after all.

they do their's, and you do your's.

your phone buzzed in your back pocket, and you pulled it out. reading the contact, you couldn't help but grin at tom's name.

tom: hey love you getting bags rn? xx

y/n: yeah

y/n: sorry it's taking so long

y/n: wait do you think my bag got lost somewhere??

tom: i'm sure that's not the case darling

tom: just wait a bit more

tom: i cannot wait to see you i've missed you so so so so so much

y/n: me too bby

y/n: i love you smsm

tom: i love you too ❤️

you read the message over again before hearting it, pocketing the device. you pulled the hat down lower, looking up when one of the men grunted. if you were being honest, they looked the same with their shiny heads and dark, black sunglasses.

the man, be it phil or barry, grabbed something(s), they were 4, off the carousel. you sighed in relief, glad that they hadn't gotten lost. because while you could replace those things, it didn't mean that you wanted to.

you offered to carry one, because they were your bags, but they'd shook their heads gruffly, ending that conversation (it wasn't much of a conversation, anways). besides, you were too excited about seeing tommy to care that much.

you walked (jogged?) out of the baggage department and into the main area. you saw people holding up signs, many decorated with ribbons, sequins, and various bright colors.

you looked around with a huge smile on your face, trying to find tom. finally, you saw him by the side, holding up a giant poster that read the following; "my gorgeous, beautiful, amazing girl... you know who you are!"

letting out a yelp of happiness, you ran over to him, where he awaited you. tom stood with open arms and a matching expression, and you dived into his arms. squeezing him tightly, you totally didn't shed some tears into his shirt.

"jesus, darling, you have no idea how much i missed you," he gripped you a little tighter, not letting go.

"not more than i missed you!"

"um, i'm pretty sure i missed you more, pretty girl."

you pulled away just enough to look at him. and god, you had really missed those honey-brown eyes. you look a moment to look at him- no, to see him.

your eyes ran over his left eyebrow (the crazy one), to the curve of his lashes, to the freckles that faintly dotted his cheeks, before the crooked bridge of his nose (from having broken it so many times), and then back into those soft eyes of his.

running a hand through his curls, you rested your forehead against his. you dropped you hand to cup his cheek, and he wiped away a stray tear.

granted, it had only been a bit over 5 months, but you'd learned you couldn't live without him.

"how was the trip back, lovey?"

"it was okay. fine. didn't get any sleep though," you said, crinkling your nose. airplanes made you panic a bit, you wouldn't lie. and you could never make yourself eat anything with the motion-sickness, and tommy knew that.

"well, when we get home, i'm gonna give you all the cuddles and we can sleep together."

"i'm not sure if i have the energy for that."

tom groaned, but you knew it was endearingly, "no, baby, that is not what i meant."

"i'll never know."

he gave you another look.

"i wish you were there with me," you murmured.

"i wish i'd been there too, but love, i promise you, i watched them all live. stupid contracts," he muttered, "keeping me from my girl."

you laughed lightly, nudging your nose with his, "s'not your fault. you can't control when you've got to be on set filming. but i really love you for watching them."

tom looked at you quizzically, as you played with the collar of his shirt. "are you kidding? i couldn't completely miss my best girl's performance."

"'best girl'? i have competition?"

"a little. but i wouldn't worry too much," was all he said before he captured your lips into a sweet kiss, one that had been put off too long. you pulled at his hair at the base of his neck, trying to get more of him.

because after this long, no amount was enough.

before it got to heated, he pulled away, cupping your cheek, which you leaned into.

"i love you."

"i love you more."

"i love you most," tom countered, and you shook you head, too happy to disagree. because how on earth did you end up with a man like this?

you used to believe in the saying "no one's perfect", but clearly, whoever said that hasn't met tom.

you pulled away from him, not before pecking him one more time.

"let get going before traffic hits, shall we?" he bowed down slightly, offering his hand to you, which you took.

"yes, we shall."

"oh," he said, "by the way, i got these for you." he handed you a bouquet of pink carnations, your favorite. you squealed, jumping on his back.

"you got me flowers?"

"pretty flowers for my pretty girl."

"awww, you're such a romantic, i love it."

"it?" he asked, adjusting you on his back, "or me?"

"ugh," you pouted, squeezing his cheek, "you're so perfect."

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