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afictionaladventure16 · 5 years ago

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Thinking Out Loud (Tom Holland x Downey!Reader)

Part 7

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Previously on Thinking Out Loud...

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, swearing, and cheating. Word Count: 1,264

A/N: This chapter is crappy, but hope y’all enjoy it!

You were resting on top of Tom as you both watched Toy Story 2. It had been a month since your first date with Tom and he had taken you on many dates afterward but he still hadn’t asked you to be his girlfriend. You weren’t worried but you did wonder why he was taking so long to ask you. If he had asked you during the first date you would have said yes. You still would.

You felt Tom rub your back in a back and forth motion, it made your worries go away. You looked up towards him, he could feel your eyes on him. He looked down and smiled at you, “what?” he said with a small chuckle.

You smiled, “just admiring you,” you said softly.

He playfully rolled his eyes and leaned down to place a soft kiss on your lips.

“Whoa,” you both turned your heads to the sound of the familiar voice, “I think I had too much to drink,” Harrison said as he looked at his two best friends that had just kissed then down towards the bottle of vodka he’d been holding.

You quickly got off of Tom as Tom quickly jumped off the couch, “What the hell, Haz! What are you doing here?!”

Harrison made his way over to the couch, plopping himself down next to you, “Eliza broke up with me.”

“Holy shit, Haz,” Tom said as he sat down next to his best friend, “but, you guys just got engaged… wh-what happened?”

“I came home from w-work and she… she was doing it with her fucking trainer,” Harrison took another swig from the bottle, you took this as your cue to leave him and Tom alone.

“I’ll be in my room,” you said to Tom as you got up from the couch. Tom gave you a thankful smile as he watched you walk away before turning his attention back to his broken-hearted best friend.

Tom came into your room about an hour later, “how is he?” you asked as he sat down on your bed next to you.

“Better,” he said softly, “just trying to sober him up, but I think he’s about to knock out.”

“You’re not gonna let him sleep on the couch are you?”

“Well, where else would he sleep?”

“My room,” you said as you got up from the bed, “I’ll sleep on the couch.”

“Y/N, no, I’ll sleep on the couch, you can sleep on my bed.” You were about to protest but Tom pulled you in for a kiss, “I insist,” he said as he let go of the kiss.

You knew that arguing with Tom would be pointless, “alright, I just need to change into my PJs and Harrison can have the room all to himself.” Tom placed a small kiss on your cheek before leaving you to change. Once you were done, you made your way into the living room.

Tom was helping Harrison off the couch, “Okay, Haz, Y/N has offered her bed for the night so you don’t have to sleep on the couch,” He began to say, “and trust me, sleeping on this couch will give you a major hangover,” he mumbled as he placed Harrison's arm around his shoulder for support.

“Are you not gonna explain what I saw?” Harrison slurred.

You chuckled, “maybe when you’re sober, Haz,” you said softly as you walked further into the living room.

You watched as Tom led Harrison out of the living room. You couldn’t help but notice how caring he was towards his friends, the way he whispered that everything will be alright to Harrison, his best friend for more than ten years. Most guys wouldn’t dare to be gentle with their other guy friends in fear of being called out as being gay, but Tom didn’t care. He just wanted his best friend to know that someone cared for him in these troubling times.

Tom soon came back into the living, he placed a soft kiss on your cheek, “thank you, love,” he said softly before walking over to the couch and rearranging the pillows.

“You’re not actually gonna sleep on the couch, are you?” you asked as you leaned your stomach against the back of the couch, facing towards Tom who was on the other side.

“Well, where else would I sleep?” he questioned as he looked towards you.

You glanced towards the hallway, “there’s room for two on that bed of yours,” you stated.

Tom looked over at you and smiled, he had thought about it before but didn’t want to pressure you, but now that you’ve suggested it, “that is true,” he smirked.

“Come to bed, love,” you whispered as you gave him a wink before walking down the hall.

Tom chuckled, placing the pillow he was holding back onto the couch.

When Tom walked into the room, you were already under the covers. Tom quietly slid under the covers, you shifted so you were facing him. Smiling as your eyes met his, “goodnight, my love,” Tom said as he placed a soft kiss on your lips.

“Goodnight, Tom,” you said before shifting once more so your back was facing him. You felt his arms pull you closer to him. I could get used to this, you thought as you slowly drifted off to sleep.

You woke up to what sounded like pots and pans hitting against each other, you looked over to see that Tom was still asleep. You sighed and got out of bed, making your way into the kitchen. You saw Harrison looking through the cabinets, “what the hell, Harrison,” you exclaimed.

“Shhh,” he rubbed his head.

You chuckled as you walked over to the fridge, “hungover?”

“No, shit,” he mumbled.

“I got the best remedy,” you stated as you started to take out ingredients.

“Which is?” He asked as he looked over the ingredients you were placing on the counter.

“You’ll see, first I need to get some coffee in your system,” you walked over to the coffee pot, turning it on.

Tom came walking into the kitchen a few minutes later, “morning,” he said as he gave a small nod to Harrison before walking over to you. He placed a kiss on your forehead, “good morning, beautiful.”

“I just get a ‘morning’ but she gets a ‘good morning, beautiful’? That’s just a new low, Tom,” Harrison said with a smirk.

Tom glared at him, “Shut up, Haz.”

Harrison chuckled, “so,” Harrison grabbed a mug and poured himself some coffee, “how long has this been going on?” He gestured to the two of you.

You had begun making the remedy by this time. You glanced over to Tom who was standing beside you, “since that day we all went to the club,” you said with a smile.

“A month?!”

“We were going to tell you,” Tom defended, “we just… We liked the privacy we had, have and we just got so caught up in us.”

“Aww this is so cute,” Harrison exclaimed, “I’m happy for both of you.” You gave Harrison a smile

“We’d also appreciate it if you kept it a secret… just until we’re ready to announce our relationship.”

“Of course! My lips are sealed!” Harrison told Tom.

“Thank you,” you said before continuing your remedy

“Ar-are you making a bloody mary?” Harrison questioned.

“Took you long enough,” you mumbled, “the best cure for a hangover is to drink.” You finished the bloody mary, handing it over to Harrison, “drink this then back to bed.”

“Yes, mum,” Harrison said causing you to roll your eyes.

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lolimjusthere3000 · 4 years ago

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Fan behavior ( Tony Stark x Black reader

You and Tony had been married for 5 years and it was great until he cheated on you .

It was raining that day and you had just come from work . On the way home you bought vanilla cupcakes with red and yellow frosting to celebrate your anniversary . When you got to the home to the house you and Tony shared, he was nowhere to be found. You headed up stairs to your shared room but as you neared the room you heard the moans and cries of a woman who was certainly not you . He wouldn't do that right ? No he's too smart for that , he would never cheat on me, You thought to yourself. The closer you got to the room the more rage filled your body and you could feel as power surged through your bloodstream until you weren't even walking at this point , you were floating . You open the door and can just barely make out the shadows of two people .

“So we're doing this now?” You asked , eyes glowing a very bright F/c .

Tony got up quickly , standing in front of you naked

“Wait ! Y/n this isn't what it looks like . So just calm down and we can-”

“This isn't what it looks like? Because it sure does look like you were fucking another bitch while I was gone.” You interrupted.

“Who are you calling a bitch ?” The woman said getting up from the bed wrapping herself in the blanket .

You go over to her , eyes still glowing . You grab her by the neck and lift her off the ground .

“I believe I was talking about you” You say and throw her out the window watching as her body gets closer and closer to the ground .

“Bitch”

“R/G/N!, Why would you throw her out the window?” Tony yelled .

“If you care so much then go save her !” You yelled back

“I should have never gotten with you in the first place , crazy bitch .” He said as he turned around , suited up and went to save his side bitch.

That was the last thing he said to you before you grabbed your car keys and the suitcase you always had packed just in case of an emergency , and left .

You head to the nearest hotel and book a room for three days . You were exhausted , you changed into your pajamas and lay in bed that night thinking about what would happen if you say Tony again . As if the universe heard you , your phone rang. It was Tony , you hung up and went to sleep .

( The next morning )

You woke up the next morning, got dressed , fixed your H/c hair , grabbed your phone and went to work grabbing something to eat on the way . You checked your phone as you waited in traffic . 46 missed calls from Tony and 20 unread messages . As you put you phone down it started ringing . Lucky this time it was Sam , you picked .

“Hey Sam whats up?” You greeted him through the phone

“ Nothing much , Um has anything happened between you and Tony ?“ He asked , a noise came from behind him but you paid it no mind.

“Why do you want to know?” You questioned raising an eyebrow ( or not )

“Well um Tony came in this morning looking a mess and when Bruce mentioned your name burst into tears talking about how he was sorry and that he didn't mean to hurt you” He said you could hear the worry in his voice because for all the team knew , you and Tony were happy together and everything was fine .

“Damn” you said back .

“It's only been a day and he already misses me huh? “ You laughed . You knew he wouldn't last that long with you gone , but you wanted to watch him fall apart .

“Why would he miss you?” Sam says, confused about what had happened.

You explain everything to him , and by the time you make it to your office Sam is caught up on what happened.

“I'm sorry that happened to you Y/n” Sam said once you finished talking

“I don't need you to feel sorry for me. I'm fine . Who you need to feel sorry for is Tony , because him calling me every four minutes is not doing it.”

You said your goodbyes and continued on with you day.

This one was okay in my opinion but I hope you like it.

I also posted this on my watt-pad i have the same name on there if you want to go read the other images and one-shots I have on there.

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peterspideyy · 4 years ago

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so i’m nealry at 400 followers, which is crazyyy! so i thought, when i reach 400 followers i’ll post my first chapter of my new series, just to say thank you :)

hopefully, ‘partners in crime’ would be finished by the time i reach 400, but if not, i’ll still post a new series!

thank you for everything🥺

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anxiousstark · 5 years ago

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MARVEL MASTERLIST

↪ Please respect my work. Don’t copy, translate or claim them as yours. Not on this website or another. All Rights Are Reserved.

🌹 FLUFF // 💧 ANGST // COMPLETED SERIES✅

TOM HOLLAND

i m a g i n e s:

In a room without me. 💧

b l u r b s:

Comforting you. 💧 🌹

Proposing to Tom. 🌹

s e r i e s:

It’s not all roses. (DISCONTINUED) 💧 🌹

Silver Fate. 💧 ✅

PETER PARKER

i m a g i n e s:

No words. 💧

Yellow Stains. 🌹

He would. 💧

Asters. 💧

b l u r b s:

Defends your pronouns. (binary reader) 🌹

TONY STARK

s e r i e s:

緣分 ⎪Yuanfen 💧 🌹

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ticklikeabomb · 6 years ago

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The Language of Limbo - Epilogue

Pairing : Chris Evans x Plus Size Reader ; Marvel Cast x Plus Size Reader

Warnings : Language ; mention of smut (not explicit)

Word Count : 1.9k

Your staying at the rehab center ended two weeks after RDJ's and Scarlet's visit. You had a lot on your plate. The first thing you did was to meet with Elizabeth to talk things through. Even if her attitude and comments hurt you deeply you couldn't stay longer mad at her after knowing she was harassed too. You accepted her apologies and thanked for what she had done at the famous meeting. Next on your agenda was seeing Kevin Feige who requested a meeting. You arrived earlier at the Studios and he walked you to his office. Two other males were waiting in the room. The first one who you knew was Mr Stewart the casting director. Once seeing you he greeted you in a hug, happy to see you again. "How are you doing Y/N?", he asked. You smiled and replied, "I'm doing better, thanks."

"Y/N, this is one of Marvel's producers and Rebecca's father", introduced Feige. You tensed at the mention of the one who shall not be named but tried to stay calm and smile nonetheless. "It's a pleasure to meet you Y/N Y/L/N. I'm sorry it has to be after such circumstances and I wish you can find a way to forgive my daughter's actions", he said calmly and a flash of pain crossing his features. You didn't respond and let him continue. "I order Kevin to show me the rushes of the shooting and saw how good you were in it. We all acknowledge that the character you were casted initially should have been yours to play. Unfortunately what's done is done, so we came up with a proposition for you." He then turned to the president of the Studios who began introducing their plan. You nodded in understanding until he finished. "What do you say?"

You took a deep breath and responded, "Honestly I don't know. This shooting has been a nightmare and I don't know if it's a good idea to come back after everything that happened." It was the first time since the start of the meeting that the casting director spoke up, "We know that it hasn't been what we've all expected. But I saw something in you that day you auditioned, I saw it the first time the camera rolled and I still see it after you were given the Shield's agent part. We know how much potential you got and I speak for everyone in the room when I say that we would like for you to come back, at least take a day or two to think about it." You agreed to think about it and stood up when the meeting finished. "Here is the first script for what we're planning for you. Read it, come back at us with your final answer", exclaimed Kevin while reaching you the top secret document. You said your goodbyes and went home.

You dropped on the couch and opened the document, an enveloppe coming out of it. You opened it and discovered two invitations for the movie's premiere. You chuckled sarcastically and continued reading. By the end of it you were more than confused, because in a way you didn't want to get back to a certain work environnement but in the other hand, the script was amazing and so was your part. You closed the script and decided to talk about it with Mason and Aaron, to know their opinion on the situation. You took a quick shower, put on a chick ensemble along with a light make-up and went out. Once you arrived at your destination, you grabbed the bags out of your truck and headed to the entry. "Hello, I'm sorry to bother you but I was wondering if you'd have the key to Mason's flat?" The doorman looked at you up and down and asked "What for?" You chuckled nervously and told him you planned a romantic dinner for both of them but wanted to surprise him. He smirked and said, "I'm just messing up with you. Mason told me about you and show me a picture." You frowned confused to why he would do that and he answered that one day he saw Mason so happy that he asked what was up to him and he told him that he met a girl and showed him a picture of you. "Ohh", you mumbled astonished. "Yep, here let me help you and show you the way." You followed him and thanked him before closing the door and searching for his kitchen and start dinner.

An hour and a half, you heard the keys turn and smiled at the door's direction. He entered and jumped a little once seeing that the light was open and you standing in the living room. "God, you scared me", he chuckled, a hand on his heart. You smiled and said "Sorry. I knew you would come home today and thought that since you would be tired and all, I would cook you dinner." He smiled and dropped his bags on the floor, joining you and engulfing you in a hug. "How did you enter?" "Well it seems that someone told the doorman about me and he let me in", you smirked and saw him blush and scratch the back of his neck. You chuckled at his boyish expression and laughed. "I missed you", you whispered on the crock on his neck. "Hmm missed you too", he hummed your familiar and comforting scent filling his nostrils. "Come on dinner's ready", you told him. "I'll be right back", he said while dropping a fast kiss on your temple and jog to what you assumed was his bedroom.

Meanwhile you filled two glasses, one with ice tea and the other with wine. He came back 10 minutes later, in a dark jeans and semi-buttoned white shirt, revealing his upper chest. You must have zoned out for a minute because you heard him next saying, "Liking the view love?" "What?", you said with a gold fish expression to which he laughed loudly. "Why you're doing this to me? How am I supposed to concentrate on dinner now, with you looking like this?", you said to which he laughed even louder. "You can talk, have you seen how gorgeous you look?", he defended himself. He stepped closer, his gaze switching between your eyes and lips. He leaned closer and your lips slowly connected together. Your lips fitting perfectly with each other, like two pieces of puzzle. The kiss got deep and passionate, both of your love transmitted into the simple gesture. You had to disengage otherwise you would suffocate. "I love you Y/N", he whispered, holding your face on his hands. Your heart was beating faster and faster by the second. "I love you too", you replied and you stood in each others arms, smiling goofily and sharing other kisses. Eventually you got to the table and started eating. He told you how the shooting for Mission Impossible went and you told him all about the meeting. "What are you gonna do?", he asked. You shook your head and replied that you still didn't know. "I think you should go for it", he exclaimed leaving you mouth agape. "You think?" He nodded and took a gulp of his drink. "Yeah, this is your dream. I know the last time it sucked but they're willing to make it right and give you a chance because they saw what I also see - your talent. It's a huge opportunity for you and no matter what you decide I will be by your side" You smiled, stood up and stepped closer to him before leaning and kissing him. His hands found your hips and he pushed you on his lap, roaming over your curves and deepening the kiss. Your circled your arms around his neck and took a grip of his hair, trying to be even closer to him, making him moan in the kiss. Your eyes were lust blown and he dragged you to his room where you ended up making love the rest of the evening.

Two days later

"I'm glad you reached to us and hope there's a good news around the corner", exclaimed Kevin Feige. You smiled and took a deep breath before stating, "I'm willing to give it another shot but I have one condition." "Ok and what's the condition?",he asked perplexed. "I want Mason to be re-hired as stunt-man and coach and I want him to stay until retirement. Not only he's one of the best employees you've ever had but I need him as coach. I was only able to do some of the stunts for the first shooting scenes thanks to him. That's my condition". The president studied you for a couple of minutes before saying, "What if I don't do that?" You shook your head, confidence radiating of you. "Then I guess you will have to find someone else for the job." He nodded for a another long minute before exclaiming in a chuckle, "You are tough at negotiations. I guess we have ourselves a deal Y/N." You nodded in content and looked at him, "When do we start?".

Premiere night

You arrived at the premiere with Mason on your arm, your outfits matching and glowing from all sides. He wouldn't stop giving you compliments and telling jokes in your ear in order for you to relax in front of the flash cameras and reporters on the carpet. When you finally arrived in the room, you saw some of the cast members and headed to them, greeting them. "Finally you're both together. It was about time", commented RDJ and you smiled shyly, Mason holding you close and kissing your temple. You felt his grip tighten and looked up. Chris Evans was standing in front of you. "Hello Y/N, how are you?", he asked. "I couldn't be better", you said and looked at Mason. "Great, I'm happy for you, both of you", he continued. He reached his hand to Mason who hesitated and eventually took it, greeting him too with a small nod.

You seated at your assigned seats since the movie was about to start. There was times during the screening where you couldn't look at it because Rebecca was in it and it was to hard to watch her. In those moments, Mason would squeeze your hand in his, telling you he was there. The movie ended in a standing ovation before everyone sat down for the credits scene. You smirked in anticipation.

Nick Fury was in a partially lit room. "I hope you have a valid argument to explain me why I just had to do what I just did", he exclaimed. Then a silhouette got out of the shadows and faced him. Your character. "It was the only way for the Avengers to be save." "You're telling me that you faked your own death so that they're save. How?" You bowed your head and like in a second, Fury caught on. "The Hydra attacks, it wasn't to kill Rogers, wasn't it?" You shook your head. "They're after you", he whispered. "Aren't you a clever man Fury", you replied firmly, your tone different as he was used to be. "What about Wilson and Thor?", he asked and your body tensed at the mention of your two lovers. "Who?", you lied while gulping harshly. "Who are you?", he finally asked to which the camera only caught your eyes lifting up and the scene ended.

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This story might be over but don't worry. One story ends, another begins. Beware of that Shield agent. Destiny is coming.

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saltysebastianstan · 6 years ago

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I would love some feedback!! Please message me or just comment on my feeds.

I love constructive critism it makes me produce better content, I love your ideas you guys give. You’s are creative genius.

So please comment. I would love to hear your ideas.

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spidermando · 7 years ago

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“Best Friends” Pt. 6

Pairing: Peter Parker X Reader

Word Count: 700+

Warnings: None i think

A/N: This is a short chapter, and as it’s late i plan on uploading two parts this week! If you want to be added to the taglist then let me know (-:

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I was six years old when my parents dropped me off at my first ever sleep over. Aunt May and Uncle Ben welcomed me into their home, leaving Peter and I to entertain ourselves, something we had no problem with. We started off by playing with Peters action figures. I got to be Iron Man and he was the joker. Sure, one was fictional, but the other one was real. He was actually real. Like most six year old’s, we dreamed of being superheros and suddenly that dream was reachable. Maybe we were heroes and maybe we could fly like Superman! But there was only one way to find out.

In a rush, we ran downstairs and into the garden. Uncle Ben build a tree house for Peter, complete with a robe ladder and tire swing. I dibbed going first while we climbed into the wooden hut, Peter complained as he gave me a hand up.

Standing on the edge, I took one deep breath and jumped.

For a brief moment I felt free, like I could do anything and be anyone. I felt unstoppable, like l really was flying. And then gravity kicked in. Suddenly I was falling, slipping closer and closer to the ground. Peter yelled out for me, but I could hardly hear it over the blood rushing through my ears. I should’ve felt scared, fearful of the intimate breaking of my small fragile arm. But I didn’t. Instead I felt peaceful. There was nothing I could do now, nothing but fall.

Over time that memory faded. I grew up, Uncle Ben passed away, Aunt May moved into a flat and Peter and I drifted apart. But now that memory came back, as clear as day, almost like I was reliving it.

That’s how I felt now.

Sure, I can’t deny that I was scared. But I also felt peace, so much peace that I couldn’t even find it in me to scream. My arms dangled, thrown forward by the air as it passed by. Maybe this was how I died, falling for three stories and then smashing into the water. I heard that from this high up it was almost like slamming into concrete.

I could hear my mother scream but it was drowned in the other passenger’s yelps of terror. My eyes watched as the ferry dropped from around me, passing floors and people. Tired of it all, I simply closed them. The world disappeared, now only a field of black. I welcomed death with open arms. If it’s my time then it’s my time, there is nothing I can do about it.

My thoughts were interrupted, as suddenly my body changed directions. I was no longer falling, but flying. Confusion washed over me, Spider Man swings, he doesn’t fly. The arms wrapped around my shoulders and under my knees were hard and cold. Almost like they were metal.

In shock my eyes flew open, as I was came face to face my the oh so familiar face of my childhood hero. Iron Mans weirdly shaped gold and red mask was right there, tilted back and watching ahead.

“Oh my god, you’re I-Iro-“

“Iron Man, I know.” His voice wasn’t cold, but filled with amusement and a hint of anger. “I’m sorry that this happened to you kiddo, none of this was supposed to happen.”

That’s weird, he seemed angry and annoyed.

“I-ah-um,” I stuttered over my words, still in shock. “Thank you.”

That seemed like the right thing to say, a simple thank you. “Is Spider-Man okay?”

Iron man seemed caught off guard by the question. “Uh-yeah. He’s fine. He’s the person who caused all of this.”

I remained silent for a moment, why is he so angry? “Yeah, but he’s just a kid. Kid’s make mistakes and at least he tried hard to fix his.” “How’d you know he’s a kid?” He asked, a hint of shock in his voice.

“This is the third time he’s saved me this week, I know what an adult’s voice sounds like. And that’s not an adult.”

Iron Man didn’t say anything else, just flew me around until I pointed out my mum to him. Landing next to my shocked and scared looking mother, he placed me down softly.

“You have a point.”

As my mum wrapped me in her arms Iron Man flew away, leaving a ferry full of scared people behind him.

part 7

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multifamdomfan12 · 3 years ago

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Tom Holland Masterlist

Fic Recs

Imagines

tom holland posted a picture

four times that tom’s friends posted a picture of you and the one time tom did.

No Body, No Crime

a few months after your breakup, you call Tom crying and needing his help

show you how it’s done

you and tom take a lie detector test with vanity fair

24hrs with y/n l/n ft tom holland

vogue has you do a twenty four hours interview which tom obviously crashes

You'll Save All Your Dirtiest Jokes For Me

you make a lot dirty jokes that leave Tom wondering how you really feel about him

Beauty Secrets

You´re doing vouge beauty secrets and Tom crashes it

From Friends To This

Tom gives you an intimate compliment that makes you question just how platonic your friendship is

tessa’s new family

Tessa getting her pupps

Hubby

Tom makes even the simplest of days amazing

Unfazed Interruption

You and Tom have always had feelings for each other but never acted on them. The two of you share a moment and almost have your first kiss together when Harrison walks in, but that doesn’t stop Tom from getting the girl of his dreams.

Ex’s and Oh’s

Sebastian drops a bomb on Tom during a livestream

Kiss tiktok

You do the TikTok trend/prank, on the boys, were you ask if people want a kiss, but really you mean chocolate kiss

Waterproof

you meet a very cute, very hot guy when you join your friend in an spontaneous trip to a frat car wash event

Fathersday card

Dad!Mob!Tom

Romantic

You and Tom are secretly dating and go on The Late Late Show to discuss your new film and some suspicious photos.

Birthday wishes

it’s june 1st and tom and y/n are simply strangers, enjoying their skiing trips in the mountains. a series of mistakes leads to them riding the airlift together only to end up stuck up there for three long hours. they instantly connect, talk the entire ride, and share a secret or two

Better than Coast Guard

Based on Our last Summer by ABBA

Puppy Love

The first time you meet your new neighbour he nearly collapses on his kitchen floor. You take care of him and the two of you become friends quickly. When Tom finds a stray dog, he comes into the animal clinic you work at to have her checked out

Mackie

any chance he gets, Anthony teases you and Tom about your relationship

Snake Affairs

Slytherin!Tom Holland x Hufflepuff!Reader

Boys Have cooties

middle school teacher!tom holland x middle school teacher!reader

A Drunk Post

The aftermath of accidentally revealing your true identity … and the identity of your boyfriend.

Downey!Reader

The Morning After

no one knows you’re dating until the boys walk in on you and Tom after your first time

professor’s sweetheart

professor holland teaches british literature at your university. you hadn’t expected much when you signed up for the course, but the experience is everything and more than you could have hoped for.

No Fighting at Christmas

You and Tom get into a fight right before your family are due to come and stay for Christmas. But all is quickly resolved when your emotions finally topple over and lead you to make up

Sister!Reader ( holland!reader, osterfield!reader, styles!Reader, mackie!Reader)

Costumes!

You and Paddy having matching costumes for Halloween!

Holland!reader

Crush

Baby!holland or a young holland!reader having a crush on Harrison and he’s playing along with it, and Tom is jealous that his sister loves his best friend more than him

Holland!Reader

pulling the sheet over you and your lover as you're kissing in bed

Osterfield!Reader

The one where Tom finds out

Holland!Reader

The Gentlemen test

Holland!Reader

Ice cream

You interrupt tom during a zoom interview because you want ice cream

First time meeting

Styles!Reader

Suprises at the panel

Mackie!Reader

Back talking and secret boyfriends Part 2

Osterfield!Reader

Boyfriend

Holland!Reader

Series

The (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds Series

A series of little fics in various interview settings following the life of one (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds, YouTuber, actress and singer extraordinaire

Safety Net

After losing his wife, Tom is left to take care of his two small children while managing a company. Finding no other option he decided to hire a nanny for them and that's how he met Y/N who herself had lost her husband in an accident. It was as if the universe had planned on to bring these grieving souls together and give them a second chance to happiness

I Got You, Babe

a one night stand with a stranger results in an unexpected pregnancy

Blurbs

Ten years

Twitter Gossip

Call me pretty

Clingy frat!Tom

Sweet Spot

Kiss Her

Livesstream emabarrasment

That goes in you?

Going to School (dad!tom)

Married?Kids? (dad!tom)

Whatever you need

Biggest Fans

Painted Picture (dad!tom)

Small Boobs

Tattoos

Smut

(Mouth)Fucking Pushups

Red Light

Every night there are a variety of customers. But this night is different. As you’re doing your usual dance routine, you notice the hottest guy you’ve seen in a while, and he is looking back at you, his eyes are burning your skin way more than the blaring stage lights. Who is this man and why do you feel this way? It’s almost like you’re doing this dance for him and his eyes only.

Mob!Tom x Stripper!Reader

Spotlight

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afictionaladventure16 · 5 years ago

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Thinking Out Loud (Tom Holland x Downey!Reader)

Part 6

Thinking Out Loud Masterlist

Previously on Thinking Out Loud...

Warnings: Cuteness

Word Count: 1,147

A/N: It’s been a while... Life has been hectic so please have patience with me on updates! Also, I had a small writers block but there will be a time skip for the next chapter.... Annnyywaayy enjoy!

You were exhausted. No. Scratch that. More than exhausted. You were ready to drop. The scenes you had done that day worn you out, you had never had to endure such stunts before and although you had trained for them, you weren’t expecting for it to be this difficult.

All you wanted to do was relax, take a nice soothing bath, get into some comfy clothes and maybe sit on the couch while watching an old King Kong movie. You smiled at the thought as you walked into your room, quickly taking notice of the nice dress that was laid on your bed. You couldn’t relax. Tonight is supposed to be your first date with Tom. You just wanted to cry, you wanted to go on this date but you were so tired.

You sighed as you picked up the dress, “Something wrong, darling?” You quickly turned around to see Tom standing at the doorway.

You plastered a smile and shook your head, “it’s nothing, Tom,” you said softly as you turned your attention back to the dress, placing it back on the bed.

Tom watched your body language, the way your smile quickly faded when you turned your attention to the dress, it worried him. “Are you having second thoughts?” he asked shyly.

“Second thoughts? No!” You quickly said. You walked over to Tom who was looking down, you lifted his head with your hand so he would look at you, “I’m not having second thoughts at all, I promise!”

“Then what is it? I can tell by your body language that you clearly are-”

“Tired,” you interrupted, “I’m fucking exhausted.” Tom softly rubbed circles on your back, “all that damn training for those stupid stunts and I feel so tired and I come home wanting to just relax and watch movies on the couch but then we have our date and as much as I want to go. I can’t find the energy to get ready.”

Tom placed a soft kiss on the top of your head, “why didn’t you just tell me that to begin with?”

“Because I didn’t want you to get upset.”

He let out a dry chuckle, “I wouldn’t have been upset, nor am I upset at the moment. Y/N, I played Spiderman, I know what it’s like to be tired after a day of shooting nothing but stunts. You have nothing to worry about, I understand.” You let out a relieved sigh, “Reservations can be canceled and remade. Get ready for a bath and some well-needed relaxation.” Before you could even argue, Tom was making his way out the door. You let out a sigh and began prepping yourself for a bath.

It took you about fifteen minutes to get ready for your bath, most of the time had been spent sitting on your bed, procrastinating the bath. You walked towards the bathroom down the hall. As you got closer you heard the sound of the water running, you walked in to see Tom testing the temperature of the water for your bath, “you didn’t have to do that,” you said, startling Tom slightly.

He turned around and smiled at you, “if I can’t spoil you with a fancy dinner for our first date then I am going to spoil you by helping you relax as much as possible,” he got up from his position by the bath. Walking over to you to place a small kiss on your cheek, “there’s a bath bomb with your name on it, waiting to be dunked into the bathtub whenever you are ready.”

“Thank you,” you said as you placed a kiss on his cheek. He smiled at you once more before leaving you in the bathroom for your own privacy.

Tom walked into the living room, he knew exactly what he had to do but he had to do it quick. He scrambled for his phone in his pocket to make a quick call before he could start getting to work on everything else.

You felt so relaxed and a bit less tired once you were out of your bath. You had put on some sweats along with a hoodie. You ran your towel through your wet hair, long enough to make it damp. Once you were done with that you made your way out to the living room.

You looked around the living room, confused when you saw the couch cushions were gone and bed sheets draped over chairs. A fort. There was a fort in the living room and you didn’t know why. “T-Tom?” You called out.

“In here, Y/N!” You heard Tom say from the fort. You walked over to the small entrance to the fort, crawling inside to see Tom smiling over at you, “what do you think?” he asked. You looked at the fort in amazement, soft blankets covered the mattress that you had sat on, that you assumed was from one of the guest rooms. Tom had his laptop at the far end, the couch cushions were set up to where you could lean on them along with some other pillows. “You said you wanted to relax and well, what better way to relax than relaxing in a fort?” Tom brought out a box of pizza that you had somehow missed, “and of course, we couldn’t forget pizza.”

“You bought a pizza?”

“I would have attempted to make you a five-course meal but I wanted to surprise you with the fort and food by the time you got out of the bath and well, I can’t cook for shit,” Tom expressed causing you to laugh.

“Tom, this is the sweetest and kindest gesture anyone has ever done for me,” You said as you kissed his cheek, “I love it!”

Tom smiled, “Good, now I have King Kong ready for us to watch, so,” he handed you a plate, “grab a slice and get ready for some relaxation!” Tom grabbed himself a slice before leaning back into the couch cushions. You smiled and grabbed a slice and leaned against Tom. Your head against his chest, you could hear his heart beating fast and you couldn’t help but wonder if you were the cause of it. You kept looking around the fort, most guys you had dated would’ve just taken you somewhere to eat and called it good. But not Tom. Even when you had an official boyfriend, they never did such a gesture.

You looked back up at Tom, watching as he paid closed attention towards the movie, you couldn’t help but wonder why you hadn’t given him a chance earlier in life? You shook away your thoughts, trying to maintain in the present, “this definitely tops your first plan,” you admitted as you pulled your attention towards the movie.

Tom smiled at your comment, “I’ll take note of that for future dates, love.”

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sweetlysilent · 7 years ago

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Web of Lies (Masterlist)

In which they say keep your friends close and your enemies closer, but what if they’re one in the same?

Prologue

Part 1: No Accident

Part 2: Enough To Get In

Part 3: Spinning The Web

Part 4: Cut Off

Part 5: Chilling Visions

Part 6: Connect The Dots

Part 7: Games

Part 8: Caught

Part 9: Untold Thoughts

Part 10: Who Gets The Second Chance?

Surprise! I'm starting my first ever mini-series on this tumblr! I'd also like to give a huge shoutout/credit to @yoyococo18 for helping create this story. Enjoy.

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tiemeupspidey · 7 years ago

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Can’t Help Falling in Love with You- Please Don’t Leave Me

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Reader is sick with cancer , Tom comes home after an interview to their son Jaxon crying..

Warnings: Swearing cause I love swearing IRL. Plus Tom swears too :,) Dad Tom, Cute Fluff,Adorable,Sad

Word Count:2,500+ Hella long sorry 0.0

A/N: REQUESTS ARE OPEN :,) Look at my post about it to submit to me.

[Reader’s POV]

“Look over here!”

“Are Tom and you going to split?”

“Does he still love you even though you’re sick?” Your eyes stung with tears as you heard that.

Thankfully your bodyguard pushed them away. How could they ask you if Tom still loves you. You’re married to him, it’s death till you part for fucks sake. Yet death does seem close cause that’s If the cancer doesn’t kill you first…

Heading home from my chemo treatment session I close my eyes. Your body felt very weak since this morning. Tom’s mother was watching Jaxon till my appointment was finished. His parents have been a huge help since your diagnosis. Nikki also taking wonderful photos of Jax for you.

A speed bump makes you cringe from the pain. Pulling Tom’s beanie further down so it doesn’t fall off. It was a little difficult adjusting to your no hair lifestyle. Tom would kiss your head every morning saying “you’re beautiful and it’s just hair.. It will grow back” His support helped you through the hard parts of your illness.

“Mrs. Holland, we’re almost to your residence.. Are you feeling alright?” Illianna your chauffeur asks.

“Y-yes” I say with a small smile. Holding the puke bag in front of you. I could feel bile rising to my throat. Swallowing the liquid before it could surface. It was embarrassing to puke in public and especially in front of people. You’d rather do it on your own.

“We can drive back to the hospital if we need to miss” Her eyes look at you in the rearview mirror.

“N-No I promised to be home after my appointment, Jaxon is waiting for me” A small smile pulling up on my lips. You spent more time with Jaxon ever since your cancer started to progress. Spending time with him was your main priority. The doctors say you’ll make it but your body doesn’t feel like it.

“You’re a wonderful mother miss, don’t listen to them” her statement making me smile, I felt like an awful mother being weak.Illiana is a lovely and sweet but also a woman you didn’t want to make angry. Her driving was quick but slowed whenever there was a bump. You were thankful she did that because the speed bumps hurt your body so much.

The car pulls up to your home stopping by the driveway. Slowly moving my purse to my lap I open the car door. By the time my door fully swung open Illiana was waiting for me with her hand extended. I thanked her as I grabbed her hand as she helped me out of the vehicle. Her hand giving me support as I walked towards the house. Tom’s mom opens the door with Jaxon on her hip. His little smile reminding you of Tom making your heart melt.

He reaches out towards me once I reach the front porch. Holding my breath as I held him, the aching in my body rising. I press a kiss to his forehead carrying him inside. Nikki tried convincing you to set him down.

Refusing because you would look weak if you did. Jax needs affection from you, you don’t know when your last moments with him will be. The thought of leaving him alone scared you. If you died you don’t know how Tom would react either. Tom was your everything,and Jax was your reason to get up every morning and fight your sickness away.

“Mumma I want to show you what we worked on today!” Jaxon smiles up at you excitedly. His eyes shining ,the twinkle reminded you of stars.

“Of course my little star, show me what you did” Setting him down on the ground I watch as he takes off. Taking a deep breath in I walk a little faster to catch up with him. A hand wraps around my wrist causing me to look.

“Take it easy love, you should be resting after your treatment…” Nikki looks at you with concern written in her features. You hated seeing the way people look at you like that. It makes you feel weaker.

“I’ve been at the hospital all week.. I just want to see him” your voice cracks a bit. I hated feeling this way. Being stuck in a hospital and trying to be a mother is so hard. Missing moments with him was the worst. You didn’t let Tom bring him to the hospital while you were there. If Jax saw you connected to tubes and beeping you were afraid he would get scared.

“Him seeing you fighting is what’s good for him, don’t you let those stupid paps say anything to discourage you.. My son’s wife is a fighter, Jaxon seeing you fight is going to be an inspiration to him I promise you” her arms pulling me into an embrace. She smelled like the cookies that they must have baked.

“Thank you Nikki” a smile coming up to your lips. She kisses my forehead before helping me into the kitchen.

“Grandma and I made cookies an- and we did a puzzle too!” He points over to the table showing a puzzle of Spider-Man. You’re surprised he didn’t do the one that Robert made. It was one of Iron man holding a sign saying “Best Godfather” on it. He is so extra, but it’s amusing.

“Jaxon, now you be careful with your mum.. Your daddy has big news for tonight so we’re going to celebrate” she explains while kneeling down next to him. His eyes sparkle a bit with excitement.

“Does that mean you’re bringing cake grandma?”

A laugh escapes Nikki as she kisses his forehead “ yes I will bring cake, you’re just like your father.” Her hand ruffling his brown curls.

“Thank you for all your help today Nikki” I say picking up Jaxon. Loving the way his arms immediately wrap around your neck.

“Get some rest love for tonight, see you later pumpkin” she blows a kiss to Jax before closing the door behind her.

“Mumma ‘m tireddd” Jaxon rubs his eyes with his tiny fists.

“Okay love let’s head upstairs” My eyes shifting towards our staircase. Looking up them they seemed so much longer in my mind. You can do this.. Do this for Jax.

Heading up the stairs holding him close to your body. Taking a deep breath you slowly ascend the stairs. Halfway your legs start to get shaky. Normally Tom is the one to carry him but he’s currently at an interview. Jax’s small puffs hit your neck signalling he’s asleep.

Finally reaching the top of the stairs I let out an exhausted sigh. Stumbling a bit but catching myself on the railing. Jaxon stirs but relaxes again. “Thank God” you whisper heading towards his bedroom. Opening the door slowly slipping in cautiously not to wake him up.

“Mumma..”

“Shh baby, go back to sleep” I whisper setting him into bed. His arms still locked around my neck. Grasping his tiny hands I unlock them from behind my neck. He lets out a little sigh as you tuck him in the covers. Brushing his curls out of his face you stroke his cheek with your thumb.

“I love you so much my little star” I whisper as a tears falls down my cheek.The door opens more making my gaze drop. Tessa walks in towards Jax’s bed. Her head peeking above the covers to sniff him. Turning in a circle after quietly laying down next to his bed. Pulling your phone out of your pocket taking a picture . A grin appears as you look at the photo.

Once in your bedroom you head towards the bed. It looked so comfortable the longer you stared at it. A content sigh leaves my lips once my body lays down. Crinkling fills your ears making you sit up. Looking around where your head was there’s a piece of paper.

Hey beautiful wife of mine,

I left the TV on, my interview should be on after you settle Jax down for the afternoon..

I love you and can’t wait to see your gorgeous face tonight.

-Love Tom xx

Ps. I love you more before try and say I love you more.. HA :)

A laugh escapes my lips as I look up at the TV. They just cut to break so you pull out your phone. Quickly sending him a picture of Tessa and Jax. Your phone dings shortly after it being sent.

Wonderful Husband:

Look at our little human. We did that babe! Oh Tess what a sweetheart ! Gotta go babe I’m on in a few xx

“Mumma I had a nightmare!”Jax’s crying grabs your attention. Getting up fast and heading out the door.

“Jax I’m Co!… coming”I gasped out as the room swirled around making the hallway look like a funhouse mirror. I tried grabbing onto the staircase only to fall against it hitting my head. My vision going blank and into darkness.

[Tom’s POV]

“So how’s the life at home Tom?”

“Jaxon has formed a bond with Tessa, she’s around him more than me now” I respond with a little laugh. The audience laughs along with me.

“How’s your wife doing though? She’s been in and out of the hospital..”

Zendaya places a hand on my shoulder. Did he seriously have to ask? I could feel my nerves building up because I tried not thinking of her sickness. I just think of her as my loving,caring,quirky and beautiful wife. Looking up I give a small smile, I know she’s watching the interview she watches them when she can.

“She is taking life like a champ, I know it’s hard for her when I’m away as well. I’m so blessed to have a loving wife like her. Our son is going to grow up full of love ‘cause of her.. If you’re watching this, I love you! Give Jax a kiss for me” I blow a kiss to the camera making the audience go “awww.”

“Have the doctors said any-”

“I think you’ve asked enough.” Zendaya says bluntly holding her hand up silencing the interviewer.

“I didn’t mean to-”

“This interview isn’t about your nosy questions pertaining his sick wife it is about the second and third Spider-Man movie..” she looks at the man annoyed. Her hair is flipped over her shoulder staring at the man with a glare.

The audience was dead silent.

“That was really unnecessary and insensitive” Jacob crosses his arms over his chest. I felt like a kid who’s parents were sticking up for him.

“So sorry Mr.Holland, Let’s get on with the movie questions” he fumbles nervously with his cards trying to find the one he wanted.

Walking to the front door I get my keys out of my trousers. Unlocking the door I head inside. Setting my keys on the hook next to the door. A blur passes by causing me to look up. Jaxon stands in front of me crying, tears pouring down his cheeks. Ripping my headphones off I toss them onto the ground. Kneeling down in front of my son placing my hands on his cheeks.

“What’s wrong buddy?”I ask looking over his body for any injuries. Why was he crying?

“N-nightmare an-and I called for mum-mumma and she did-didn’t come then s-saw she was on th-the floor and w-would’nt wake up!” my heart stops for a second once he finishes the sentence. Standing up I rush up the stairs taking bigger steps to get up there faster. The closer I got to the top I could see her body on the floor.

“God babygirl please wake up, what the hell happened?Wake up darling please” I beg shaking her body. Her face not stirring from the motion I was causing. Lifting her body up I carry her to the bedroom. I heard Jaxon still crying downstairs. The sounds of him crying and the situation that’s happening made my heart pound harder.

“Fuckin’ hell please please wake up love” I whisper setting her on the bed. Going closer to her face I listen for breathing. Feeling her light breath made me sigh in relief. Getting up from the bed I get a washcloth getting it wet. Folding it after I squeeze the excess water out. Quickly heading back to the bed I place it on her forehead. Lifting her head I place a pillow underneath it. Climbing onto the bed I hold onto her body.

Praying quietly that she’ll wake up, tears falling down my cheeks. Seconds felt like minutes and minutes felt like hours. Looking at her chest rise and fall slowly Jax comes into the room trying to hold Tessa but failing. Tessa jumps onto the bed laying next to her feet. I help Jax up and he lays in between us.

After thirteen minutes she finally spoke “T-Tom? Where’s J-Jax?babe, wh-why are you crying?”

“Y-You were unconscious for I d-don’t know how long cause Jax can’t tell time and I got ho-home later than normal” my voice shaky as I tried hiding tears.

“I’m f-fine Tom I think I just got up too fast is all” she gives me a small smile making my heart ache. She’s not fine, she tries to be so strong when she’s this way. I take her hand giving it so many kisses.

“Darling, there’s a fine line with being fine and this happening..” I press kisses to her face after removing the cloth from her head. She tries to protest but Jaxon interrupts.

“Mumma wh-when will you get better?” Jaxon asks tilting his head. His cheeks and nose were red from crying.

“Hopefully soon baby, I’ll let you dress yourself for daddy’s surprise tonight okay?” Jax nods with a smile following Tessa out of the room once he’s let off the bed.

“C’mon babe, I’ll go put the kettle on” Her lips press against my cheek as she sits up. Slowly she stands grabbing a beanie off of the side table. Pulling it on she looks in the mirror fixing her outfit. Turning to the side she re-zips her dress. My gaze dropping to the floor. I almost lost her. I could have lost my everything.

“Tom”

“Tom Holland”

“Thomas Stanley Holland”

Looking up I see her looking at me with a small smile. Standing up I head over to where she stands. Wrapping my arms around her waist. Her body flush against mine.

“I love you darling, please don’t leave me..” I whisper holding her head against my chest.

“I love you more” she whispers humming against my chest.

“Well I love you most” I whisper lifting her up and carrying her downstairs. Her head laying against my chest. I could feel her smile against my chest. Once downstairs I set her down as I get the kettle ready.

“I love you more though” she tries to argue looking at my walk around the kitchen.I pause looking back at her with a smile.

“Not a chance darling, not a chance.”

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peterspideyy · 5 years ago

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sooo

i’m thinking of doing a series on either peter parker or tom holland. i have two ideas which i like the idea of, so here they are...

1) fbi agent!tom/peter x fbi agent!reader - you both go on a mission

2) tom/peter x reader - your best friends in quarantine

i’m not giving the plots away for both, yet!

let me know which one you like the sound of by commenting below or dm me.

thanks :)

#peter parker #tom holland #robert downey junior #rdj #robert downey jr #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x reader #spiderman #mcu #marvel #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x reader #series #peter parker series #tom holland series #fbi #qurantine

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rogersevans · 3 years ago

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Asking Her

Pairings: Chris Evans x Downey!Reader

Warnings: Explicit, swearing, drinking

Summary: After 20 years of knowing each other, buzzed on each other and alcohol, Chris has an important question for Y/n Downey. a part of the evans’ series.

notes: i know tony doesn’t have two daughters in the films or comics- he doesn’t even have one in the comics, so don’t come for me.

“You’re insufferable, you know that right?” Chris asked, already knowing the answer.

Of course, Y/n knew that, she was Robert Downey Jr’s daughter after all, it was in her blood to be insufferable, annoying, cocky, everything her father was, much to her mother’s dismay.

The shot of Tony’s funeral was being filmed currently and Y/n thought it would be hilarious to make nosies stood behind Evans, everyone else found it funny, especially Tom Holland and Chris Hemsworth.

Chris normally wasn’t one for taking pranks or jokes on set too serious, but he was tired and they had been filming for twelve hours, this was the last scene of the day and Y/n was dragging it out.

If it wasn’t the noises, it was laughing during takes, don’t get me wrong Y/n took her job very seriously and this wasn’t her first introduction into the MCU.

But sad or emotional scenes made her nervous, it was like a knee jerk reaction that she couldn’t stop. Chris knew this, after knowing her for almost twenty years and having done seven other movies with her, but he was losing his patience.

Y/n had been involved with two other Marvel films in the past, which fans had picked up on quickly, liking the idea of Tony having an older daughter from his playboy days. So, Marvel approached her with the idea of joining forces with Sebastian and Anthony in The Falcon and The Winter Solider as well as working with Tom Holland in Far From Home.

Without thinking, Y/n accepted straight away.

Her character was to work alongside Happy, helping to train Peter in combat and suits and look after him in Far From Home. In TFATWS, her character had to convince Sam to become the new Captain America after he gave up the shield, whilst learning to get along with Bucky.

“Oh, c’mon Captain, loosen up a little.” Y/n rolled her eyes, everyone around them settling down. She flashed him her best smile, trying to win him over, knowing it would work.

Without word he just turned back to face the lake, a small smile on his lips. “The timing was perfect.” He mumbled, low enough for only her to hear, making her beam ear to ear.

Chris always had a soft spot for Y/n Downey from the moment he met her, her being five years his junior and her only being 15 when they met, didn’t help. Twelve years later though those feelings had completely changed when they worked alongside one another in the film What’s Your Number?

He had become infatuated with her. It was like a switch had been flipped on that he didn’t know he had. At first, he would tell himself that the feelings weren’t real, getting too into the role of playing her love interest. But after an incident during the press tour, he knew that wasn’t true.

“So, you guys play love interests in the movie... Have you guys ever dated?” The interviewer asked them both, shocking them at first.

“What? Us?” Chris stuttered as he answered, pointing between the pair of them, watching as the interviewer nodded. “We haven’t-”

“He friend zoned me!” Y/n interjected, “we met when I was 15 and he was 20, he would call me kid.” Her face scrunching up, showing her disapproval of the nickname.

“Hey, whoa there!” Chris stopped you, laughing at your comment. “That’s... True. But!” He rushed to finish his sentence, making sure you didn’t cut him off again. “Every pass I’ve ever made at you since, you’ve swerved off!” Smiling down at her, which she reciprocated.

“So, you have made a move?” The woman asked Chris, finding herself becoming immersed in the connection they both shared, unknowingly.

“Yeah, apparently it’s never gonna happen!” Chirs rolled his eyes dramatically, thumbing at Y/n over his shoulder.

Both of them laughing the question off, but Y/n noticed how his arm rested on the back of her chair, his fingers dancing on her shoulder without catching the interviewer's attention.

It had left goosebumps over her entire body and Chris could’ve sworn he felt a jolt of electricity surge through his entire body from that single touch.

“I could see it.” The interviewer stated, pointing between the pair.

A blush had started to grow over Y/n’s cheeks, becoming uncomfortable with the topic of conversation, but Chris just thankfully laughed it off, his arm still around the back of her chair, sensing her shift in mood he swiftly changed the subject.

Something Y/n couldn’t stop thanking him for after.

The offence in Y/n’s voice during that conversation and the sensation he felt after touching her like that made Chris’ mind wonder. The little touches and glances that happened for the rest of the press tour didn’t help, his infatuation growing with each day until he admitted to himself that he liked her.

At the time Chris was dating Dianna Agron, so he didn’t pursue anything respecting his relationship, plus you were the daughter of Robert Downey Jr, that shit was intimidating, even more so since he became Iron Man.

Their paths crossed once again on the set of Avengers: Age of Ultron, this time it was Y/n who was in the relationship with none other than Aaron Taylor-Johnson, so when those feelings came rushing back to him, he couldn’t do anything about it.

Not to mention her dad always being less than ten feet away was a mood killer.

Y/n had always been the ‘what if’ person in his life, a feeling he couldn’t shake, no matter how hard he tried, never catching each other at the right time.

“Cut!” Joe shouted, disturbing Chris’ thoughts. “John and Lexi, let’s move onto your scene.” With that instruction everyone started leaving the area.

Y/n followed everyone, grabbing a bottle of water. “Nice.” Was all Robert said, taking his daughter into his arms, giving her a quick hug. But she didn’t know if he was referring to her antics or her acting, maybe both?

The day Y/n told Robert she wanted to take after him, was probably one of the best day of his life. No matter how much he denies it, he jumped for joy, he felt Y/n had a talent that needed to be flaunted and he wasn’t wrong, after her first appearance in the MCU she started to receive more movie offers and started establishing a name for herself, other than RDJ’s daughter.

“Who’s coming to the meal Friday night?” Evans asked, looking around at the show of hands until his eyes fell on Y/n, who hadn’t raised her hand, letting his face fall slightly. “You not coming?!” He asked, offended.

“I don’t know...” Sure, Y/n was a smart ass, quick witted and stunningly beautiful but also suffered with social anxiety, so clubbing and bars weren’t really her thing.

“C’mon! It’s our last day shooting...” He eyed her, waiting for a response and she opened her mouth to give him one but he stopped her before she could, probably going to protest anyway. “My last day as Captain America/Steve Rogers.” He reminded her, using his best puppy dog eyes act.

Y/n felt her dads, Tom, Hemsworth’s and Lizzie’s eyes on her, not being able to gauge her response. “... Fine, one drink!” She couldn’t help but smile as she watched Chris throw his arms up in triumph.

She could never say no to his big blues.

“I’ll ride with you so you won’t be arriving on your own, it will be fine.” Lizzie’s voice chimed through the phone her voice filling Y/n’s hotel room, putting her on speaker as she finished getting ready. Shooting had finished today and everyone practically ran back to the hotel to get ready, never passing up the opportunity to go out as a group. “I’m sure Chris will be happy to see you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Y/n asked at the same time Lizzie was finishing the statement.

“Just that.” Was all she said, the cogs working overtime in Y/n’s brain, when there wasn’t a response Lizzie sighed before continuing. “He likes you, like head over heels, ‘I must have you now’, type of thing.”

Y/n stood there shocked, not knowing how to respond. That can’t be true, the anxiety of the night now leaving her but being replaced with a new level of anxiety... Of seeing Chris.

“Y/n, you there?” Silence. “Y/n!?” She shouted through the speaker, pulling Y/n out of her own head.

“Sorry, here.”

“Let me in.” Then a couple of knocks shortly followed.

“You’re lying,” she greets her best friend when she opened the door.

“That how you answer all your doors?” She smirked walking past Y/n and into her room, ignoring her statement. “Chuck your shoes on, we’re late!” Ushering her back into the room, Y/n still in a confused daze.

Handing Y/n her shoes and checking the time on her phone, her eyes doubled in size at the time. “Shit. We were supposed to be there 15 minutes ago!” Grabbing her hand after she slipped her shoes on.

Y/n’s mind was racing. Chris couldn’t like her, right? That’s crazy! They’d been friends for twenty years, he met her when she was fifteen...

Did he like me then!?

Creepy-

Nope, no, don’t want to go down that road. Y/n thought.

Sure, it was something that she had thought about, more than she’d like to admit, when you play someone’s love interest in more than one film your mind can start to wonder. It’s starts off small by noticing how great he looked in one scene, or how amazing he smelt in another, to craving the small, but yet affectionate touch he made during the junket, over and over again.

But Y/n convinced herself it was because she’d been around Chris every day, in-between filming and press tours.

Casting her mind to all the times Chris had stayed present in her life, even after filming, they would text every other day or he would call her once every two weeks to be kept updated on her life, the memories made her all warm inside-

Wait.

Did she like him back?

“Earth to Y/n!” Lizzie interrupted her thoughts, thankfully because they were starting to make her dizzy with how manic they were. “We’re here.” Thumbing to the restaurant over her shoulder, Y/n hadn’t even noticed they’d made it out of the hotel and into a car.

That’s when she saw him over Lizzie’s shoulder, he looked amazing.

Dressed in a black, loose fitting sweater, blue denim jeans and a emerald green jacket draped over his arm.

Fuck, has he always looked this good? She thought, biting her bottom lip.

The cold breeze brought Y/n back to reality, seeing Lizzie stood on the pavement, her arms wrapped around herself to keep her warm, cursing her decision on wearing her pink dress and black leather jacket.

“Stop checking him out, I’m hungry.” She grumbled, turning on her heels and heading towards the entrance, with Y/n stumbling out of the car to hurry by her side, giving her outfit a once over. Black ankle heeled boots, black skinny jeans, black turtleneck top and finishing the look with a caramel, sleeveless, knee length duster jacket.

“You look fantastic, c’mon!” Lizzie called, pulling her in not letting Y/n overthink or back out.

Everyone was having an amazing time, the meal was long forgotten about, the focus now on drinks and everyone was slowly losing count of how many they’d consumed. Y/n had felt herself instantly relax being in the company of her family and friends, Chris took it upon his self to sit next to her and Lizzie on her left.

Y/n watched as the group reminisced over the past ten years, all of them laughing at her father’s stories or Tom Hiddleston’s impressions of each individual cast member, Evans’s being Y/n’s favourite impression of his because of how accurate it was.

Leaning back in her chair, her eyes fell onto Chris as he was leaning forward laughing at something Sebastian had said, taking the quiet minute to admire him, how his hair was perfectly styled, or how stubble had started to grow back, knowing he wanted his beard back, she also couldn’t help but admire the sound of his laugh-

“You’re staring.” Lizzie whispered to her, bringing her back.

Shit.

Y/n looked at Lizzie and Paul, who was seated next to Lizzie, both of them smirking. Trying to avoid their gaze she leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table trying to focus on the conversation.

“You, ok?” Chris suddenly asked quietly so only she could hear.

It was like someone was burning holes in the sweater he was wearing, he could feel her staring at him, his own anxiety starting to play on his mind, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable he kept his attention on the conversation, but that’s when he heard Lizzie whisper.

So, he turned his head to face her once she leaned forward, her cheeks were flushed and her hair had been messed with. Something she does when she’s nervous. Chris noted mentally. He had now folded his arms on the table and leaned in closer towards Y/n.

“Yeah, a little too much wine.” Y/n lied. She was never this nervous around Chris, but as she mimicked his position she found herself looking into his eyes.

“You look beautiful tonight.” He said in a hushed tone.

“Thank you... You look...” Y/n tried to think of a word without sounding cheesy or gimmicky, but was coming up blank.

“Amazing, I know.” He replied cockily, making her laugh. Her laugh was his favourite sound, it was light and joyful, it made his breath hitch in his throat, his cockiness now gone.

“Wow.” Rolling her eyes playfully.

Another hour had passed and that hour was filled with small giggles, accidental touches (the more alcohol they drank the less accidental they became) and longing stares (something they thought was subtle, but everyone had picked up on it).

Y/n could feel herself sobering up the more she was locked in Chris’ gaze, which she didn’t think was possible, so she decided she needed another drink.

Chris watched as she was stood at the bar, his head a little fuzzy from alcohol and Y/n, mainly the alcohol. He’d hardly noticed Lizzie move one seat up, now perched next to him. “Go help her, she’s getting everyone drinks, can’t carry them herself.” Was all she said before Chris abruptly stood from his seat, attracting the attention from his friends, ignoring them he made his way to Y/n’s side, his cheeks burning when Anthony gave a wolf whistle.

“On your left.” He mumbled, instantly hating himself for the cheesy comment, scrunching his face wanting the floor to swallow him up.

But that feeling instantly left him when he heard her giggle.

Ok, she’s had too much to drink if she found that funny. Chris thought, a broad smile dancing on her lips.

“I’ve come to help, with the drinks.”

“Oh, thanks!” She cheered, giving him a tray.

“And,” he added quickly, stopping her from walking away, her full attention now on him. “To ask if you’re free tomorrow night?” He blurted out, a little too loudly, now their group of friends quieting down their conversation to listen.

Y/n wasn’t sure if it was the amount of alcohol she had consumed or the fact that he’d asked her out, but she was on fucking different planet, her stomach doing flips, spins and jumps, a giddy feeling building up in her. Even though he blurted the question at her, she heard him loud and clear, but yet she wasn’t responding and Chris started to panic.

Shit

Fuck

Crap

Dickhead, she doesn’t like you-

“I’m free.” Quickly interrupting his panicked thoughts, her cheeks tinted pink, eyes wide and her broad grin still there.

“Great, it’s a date!”

“Thank fuck for that!” Robert suddenly shouted, making them both turn to face their friends, all looking at them.

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thelittleboyfromloveactually · 3 years ago

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The stewardess

Pt.1

Chris Evans x reader

Warnings: cussing? Idk horrible, awful, disgusting writing because I haven’t done this in a while

Prompt: Y/N is a stewardess on RDJs yacht. This years guest: Chris Evans.

Word count: 835

Authors note: oh my god. Damn. Yeah. Yeah I’m back! So this is the start of a new series bc I have recently become obsessed with Chris Evans. For those of you wondering, I will be continuing two shorten the road once summer starts. It’s more difficult to write because I am following the plot of the movie so it takes longer. This is just the start of more fics. Also the writing is awful bc I haven’t been doing it!

Not mine!

You would think living on a yacht owned by one of the worlds most famous actors would be amazing. And you would be right. Hi, I’m Y/N and I am the stewardess on Robert Downey Jr's yacht.

When I first got this job, I needed money. I knew how to cook and I had worked as a bartender my last 2 years of college. After I graduated, I got a job at a restaurant in NYC. This restaurant however, wasn’t just any restaurant: it was a 2 Michelins star restaurant at the top of the Empire State Building. My plan was to work there for a few years a learn some skills from the chef so I could eventually open my own cafe. This plan though, didn’t really hold up. On the 2nd year of working there I was hired by my current employer RDJ. He saw me and tipped a fuck load. He came back a few times and specifically requested me as his waiter. After the 5th time, I was to be the new stewardess on his new yacht.

That was 2 years ago now and RDJ is practically my father now. He let me stay and manage his yacht even when he wasn’t on it. I went everywhere the yacht went. South of Frace, Monaco, Costa brava, you name it. RDJ was also a fantastic host, he always was inviting his friends with him on these month long trips along to gorgeous European coastlines. I had met Gwenyth Paltrow, Mark Ruffalo, Tom holland and a lot more. This summer he invited Chris Evans and Anthony Mackie to join him on his trip to Monte Carlo.

Now I must admit, when I got the call that CHRIS EVANS was going to be on the same boat as me I got a little too excited. I had been waiting for RDJ to invite him because I may or may not have a small crush on him. But I mean who doesn’t? He’s charming, funny, hot and he knows it. They were supposed to be arriving tomorrow and I needed to prepare. That meant making sure the maid had changed and made the beds, going and buying food from markets and stores to stalk up for the meals me are Collin would be making. Collin is the head chef on the boat and is from london. Collin is definitely an interesting person. He is 3 years older than me and thinks he knows everything, but we get along well enough. I packed up my bag and grabbed my keys to go shopping for everything single food item you could think of.

The next day RDJ, Chris and Anthony arrived at around 1. I watched carefully as Chris got out of the car. Damn he was fucking hot. Once the car drove away I headed down to greet them.

“Hi!” I said cheerfully to the three men

“Ugh Y/N!” Said RDJ as he embraced me. “It’s so good to see you! Let me tell you, that flight was a rough one I could really use some….refreshments” he said raising his eyebrows

I giggled “yes ofc they are right inside waiting for you”

He gasped and clapped his hands together cheerfully “perfect! Gentlemen! This is Y/N my stewardess!” He introduced me to the two men.

Anthony walked over and greeted me but Evans just stood there. Sunglasses on, suitcase in one hand. After a moment he walked up to me and shook my hand sternly. Not saying a word, he followed the other two inside. I must admit that I was quite disappointed. I had heard such good things about him I was really looking forward to getting to be around him. He definitely wasn’t as pleasurable as I thought it would be. I shook it off and signalled the two bus boys to grab the rest of the bags.

We brought them in and placed them in their rooms. Once we finished I headed out to check on the boys. They sat on the couch that overlooked the harbor, drinking and laughing.

“Ah! Y/N! Another drink please!” Said RDJ

“Hoohoohoo yes please! I’ll take another one too!”said Anthony

“Alright” I laughed “and for you Mr. Evans?”

“Another beer please” his voice was low and sounded almost angry. I wondered if something had happened to put him in this mood. Nevertheless I walked over to the bar and prepared all of their drinks. Much to my surprise Evans came over to get them.

“Oh don’t worry about it! I can bring them to you!” I said as he began to walk over

He continued walking over to me, sunglasses and hat still on. “That’s alright” he grabbed all the drinks and brought them over to Anthony and RDJ. I sighed, that was nice but the manner was not. Hopefully after a few drinks he would be in a better mood, after all, tomorrow morning we would be leaving for Monte carlo.

Pt. 2

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ticklikeabomb · 6 years ago

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The Language of Limbo - Part 9 (Finale)

Pairing : Chris Evans x Plus Size Reader ; Marvel Cast x Plus Size Reader

Warnings : Language ; mention of violence (Please Don’t read it if it might be triggering for you)

Word Count : 2.5k

A/N : Hiii :) Managed to finish it earlier :)

Mason left you sleeping on the bed while he went out to get both of you some breakfast. On his course, a figure stopped in his tracks. Mason's eyes frowned and he said, "What do you want?" The person in front of him replied, "I need to talk to you." He looked at the intruder from head to toe, and carefully followed them to a small corner, out of anyone's eyes. "Be quick, someone is waiting for me and I want to be there before she wakes up." A small smile crossed the other person's features and they handed Mason a phone. Skeptically, the stunt man grabbed it and noticed that the device was open in the video app. He pressed play and what he saw made his eyes grow wide. His shocked expressing turned to the one in front of him and the person nodded. "Why are you showing me this?", he asked. "I made a mistake and want to make it right. You know what to do !", the person exclaimed before leaving him. He watched the video a second time and felt his fingers tighten around the phone, in anger. He put it in one of his pockets for safekeeping and made his way to his trailer and to you.

When you saw Mason come back, you sighed in relief. He smiled brightly at you. "Hey, you're awake. I brought breakfast." You smiled back, wincing at the pain when you moved your hands and from the huge migraine. "Here take this", he handed you a painkiller. "Thanks", you said while swallowing it down with fresh water. You spend the morning talking about what you would do next in life. Mason told you he was hired to coach Tom Cruise for the upcoming Mission Impossible movie and you congratulated him. "That's amazing", you told him. "Yeah, it's pretty cool", he said with a light blush crossing his cheeks. You squeezed his hand and said that he deserved it and so much more. He dropped a chaste kiss on your fingers and asked your plans. "Probably taking a few months for myself, go back to rehab and all", you commented slightly ashamed. "Hey, I'll come visit you every time a have a chance. I have your back, remember?" You nodded and thanked him again for being there for you.

It was that moment that someone knocked heavily on his door, making both of you jump. "The fuck", mumbled Mason while standing up and get the door. "Hey May, have you seen Y/…", his coworker began but didn't finish when he saw you sitting on Mason's bed. At his colleague worried expression, he frowned, suddenly not at ease. "What is it? Why are you looking for Y/N?" "Ehm something happened and everyone is looking for her", he said and when his gaze landed on your hands he became pale. "Why are they looking for her?", asked Mason upset. His index pointed at your hands and he turned to Mason with a worried expression. He didn't need to say anything anymore that Mason figured it out. "Y/N, we need to go", he turned to you and you gulped harshly. You reached him and he took your hand in his in a protective way. "What's going on?", you whispered. "I need you to be strong, don't forget I'm beside you." You frowned in confusion not understanding why he was telling you that and it freaked you out. You arrived at the core of the set and saw half of the cast looking for you and once they saw you, their expressions turned dark. The one that scarred you the most by far, was Evans.

He marched to you, Mason pulling you behind him and trowing him a dark look. Seeing Mason shield you, he slowed down and said through greeted teeth, "What the hell is wrong with you? Why did you do that?" You shook your head, "What are you talking about?" "Don't play dumb, you know damn right what I'm talking about." You began to get annoyed and stepped beside Mason. "If I knew I wouldn't have asked you." Chris was panting heavily, trying to control some sort of rage. His eyes landed on your hands and he took them. "This is what I'm talking about !" You winced at his grip. Mason pushed him away, "Don't touch her !" Hemsworth, Mackie and Jeremy jogged to the altercation, keeping the two men apart. "What the fuck is going on here? What the hell are you talking about?", you shouted. You saw a silhouette that you unfortunately knew to well and saw her march, head bowed down to Chris. She looked up and that's when you saw her black eye and bruised face. You gasped loudly and covered your mouth with your bruised hands. It was in that moment that you connected the dots and let out a loud sob. You turned to Chris and begged. "I don't know what she told you but I swear to everything that I cherish, it wasn't me. I'm begging you, please believe me", you said while tears slid down your face. "You don't get to cry and play victim. I should be the one crying, you beat me up", exclaimed Rebecca full of hatred.

You turned to the other cast members, "I swear it wasn't me. Please believe me. She's lying again. I was with Mason the whole night." "Of course you would include him, your little complice", she spat. You saw in their eyes that whatever you would say there was too much evidence against you : your hands, the fact your character got killed instead of hers, your hatred towards each other. You plunged your head in your hands, crying out loud not believing she would go that far. It was the last straw for you. "You win. I'm done. You told me you would make my life a living hell and you succeeded. I can't anymore. I quit", you said out of force and saw her eyes glowing. You left the place and Mason stood there looking furious. He turned to Rebecca pointing at her, "This is not over. Mark my words, you will go down !" Rebecca, faking, grabbed Chris arm and looked at him with glossy eyes. "He's threatening me", she whispered. "I'm not threatening you, just giving you a heads-up", and with that he left, disengaging himself from Jeremy's and Mackie's hold.

You packed your things the best you could and the fattest you could. "Y/N", you heard Mason say. You stopped dead in your tracks and turned around. He came at you and crashed his arms tightly around your thick waist, his cheek resting on your head, leaving kisses. No words were exchanged, it wasn't needed. You understood each other with a look and he helped you pack your things. He charged your things in his car and you got inside not looking up, knowing that the cast was lined up seeing you leave. Mason gave their direction a look and his eyes met the ones of the person who gave him the phone that morning. He started the car and you left. RDJ was the first to go back to his trailer, shaking his head, sure you weren't the responsible.

You stayed the next weeks and months at a rehab center to deal with your drinking problem. Mason got in contact with Aaron and told him everything that happened since he visited you. They both visited you frequently, when the occasion presented itself but most of the time you were alone. You didn't mind, you needed it to find yourself, to feel at peace. It didn't take long for the media to find out about your addiction and cover their magazines or shows talking about it. What surprised you was the support that RDJ and other celebrities gave you on social media, telling that addictions are the worst and that instead putting people down with stupid articles, they should support people into their recovery. It was also a surprise when you got the visit of RDJ and Scarlet in the center. "What are you guys doing here?", you asked blankly. "We missed you", was all they said. It was awkward having them in the room next to you, especially since the last time you saw them.

Scarlet cut the weird vibe by exclaiming that she and Robert believed you. You chuckled darkly not able to hold your tears back. She squeezed your hand in comfort. "Mark and Tom send their regards. They're shooting and couldn't make it", said Robert with a smile. "You don't have to come, you know. I'm fine, at least trying to. I don't need any pity visit." "You think it's a pity visit? It's not, we care about you", he stated. You turned your head and locked outside. Your eyes locked with the ones of someone you thought you would never see again - Chris Evans. There he stood, his hands awkwardly in his pockets and his blue eyes fixing you. He was clearly hesitating to enter the facility. You made the choice for him, stood up, looked him once again in the eyes and closed the door slowly until he was out of sight. "Chris came with us but he didn't know if he was ready to face you or not", mumbled Scarlet. "He made his choice that day", you replied. "Yeah about that, we have news", exclaimed happily Robert. His joyful state made you frown. "What now?", you mumbled. The two actors smirked and began telling you what happened three weeks after you left.

Three weeks after you left the set

The cast was convoked to the Marvel Studios. All of them had to be present, apart from your of course. They took place and saw Rebecca kiss an older man on the cheek. They found it weird and when she took place beside Chris, he asked her who it was. "It's my dad", she simply and happily answered. For some reason, the mention of her father being present on an official meeting made it click inside Evans' brain. Elizabeth got bet red when she heard the mention of Rebecca's father and Scarlet noticed, squeezing her hand in reassurance. Kevin Feige was the last person to enter the room and greeted everyone, just like the first time the whole cast and important members of the production were called in for a meeting. "If we're here today is to present you some of the people without whom the movies couldn't exist." He pointed to the line of executive producers and introduced them. The cast got to know that one of them was Rebecca's father.

"We're also here because we have the pleasure to inform that the movie has been edited and that the release date is fixed", Feige continued. There were applauses in the room, mainly directed to the Russo Brothers for their vison and work. "For that matter, we would like to reward you and show you a small teaser of it", finished the Marvel Studios president. The cast and the executive producers made themselves at ease to see the exclusive trailer, when suddenly the first images were blurred and private recordings started to roll. In the screen, everyone could see Rebecca fat-shaming and bullying you. The next video in the montage was Rebecca pushing Lizzie against the wall and making sure her career would be ruined if she didn't follow her lead. The cast looked at Elizabeth with a shocked expression, while tears slid down her face. They next looked at Rebecca with an angry look, upset for being tricked by her. She clearly was uncomfortable. The last video in the montage showed Lizzie's face and her turning the camera to Rebecca who was looking at you and Mason in the gym. For some reason, Lizzie followed Rebecca and saw her enter her trailer. Since her window was open, thanks to the mirror, Elizabeth caught on tape how Rebecca began punching herself in the face. The video ended and Mason stepped out of the shadows. "Now you all know that Y/N didn't do anything and didn't hit her. Thanks to Elizabeth's help and recording, you all know now !", and with that he turned to Rebecca with a smirk and glowing eyes. "I told you, you would go down", he said before quickly looking at Evans who was angrily looking at Rebecca, and left.

Loud whispers and gossiping echoched through the room. Rebecca stood up, caught like a deer but still tried to defend herself, "No it's a lie. They photoshopped me in the videos. I…". She was cut off by her father's firm and cold voice, "Rebecca, that's enough !!!", who stood up and was holding himself on the table. He sighed loudly and exclaimed, "You promised me you wouldn't do that anymore. You promised." She looked at him with a hatred look and began blaming him for everything. How he was never at home while growing up, his job being to important for his family, how she felt like he never cared about her and how she had to do everything in her power to get his attention. He shook his head, pained to see the situation his daughter put herself into. No one in the room said anything and witnessed the broken woman and her absent father snap at each other. "ENOUGH", he said for the last time and she stayed quiet. He sighed and exclaimed, "If you'll excuse me but I'll have to cut short to this meeting. Rebecca come on let's go". She followed him with a furious and at the same time, a sad expression.

"That's how we all know now", finished Scarlet. You looked at her dumbfounded, not believing what they just told you. "Mason did what?", you whispered. "Yep, he got recordings. One of the camera operators is his best friend so he asked him to let a camera on set roll day and night", explained Robert. "That's crazy and…illegal no?", you wondered. "Kevin Feige called him and since the case was already bad he told him that he wouldn't persecute him to court but he won't be able to work for Marvel ever again." You widened your eyes because you didn't know about that and shook your head. "How's Lizzie?", you asked. "She's ok I think. She gave Mason the ultime prouve against Rebecca, trying to rewrite her wrongs." You nodded and said that you should probably talk to her and thank her. Now you understood her behavior. "That's why Chris is outside? He feels bad?", you asked not really needing a response to know. They nodded. "He will have to do more than just stand outside the facility to get me to apologize."

You took a gulp of your water and couldn't stop the small smile cross your lips. "I can't believe Mason did that", you commented. Robert chuckled and replied, "I'm not surprised. The guy is head over heels for you and we all noticed since the beginning of shooting." "You've got yourself a good man there", mentioned Scarlet. You nodded and whispered, "Yeah, the best one."

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