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cypherverze · 1 year

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i want to be with you everywhere

a tom holland imagine

PAIRINGS: tom holland x female!reader , tom holland x singer!reader , tom holland x famous!singer

SUMMARY: After being on hiatus for five years, you had managed to complete a whole new album for your comeback and announcing your upcoming tour in the process, as well as having Tom supporting you all the way.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: i offer you this tom imagine for the meantime. this imagine had been inspired by hayley william’s cover of ‘everywhere’ during the parahoy event back in 2018! also, i’ve been listening religiously to fleetwood mac. enjoy! (NOT PROOF READ!)

REMINDER: this is purely fiction, this is a product of the author’s (me) imagination. this work is originally written by me, do not in any way repost or copy my work. i write for self indulgence, if you don’t like my works, then don’t read it.

WORD COUNT: 1,757

WARNINGS: nothing, just some fluff. casually reiterating—poor attempt on fluff :D

Your comeback album had taken the world by storm, since you decided to drop it when the world wasn’t anticipating it. Everyone didn’t know that throughout your hiatus, you’re working on your new album because you have been so quiet, especially on your social media platforms. So when you decided to drop it out of nowhere, everyone—especially your fans are in shambles. To add fuel to the fire, right after dropping your comeback album, you had also announced your tour for the new album. Despite the shock that you gave your fans, they were really excited for your comeback and had managed to sold out your concerts in record speed.

Fast forward to your first night of concert, which is being held in Atlanta, Georgia. The air inside the stadium was palpable, it was packed with cheering and screaming fans, everyone had been buzzing with anticipation. You had been performing for almost an hour now, and there’s only one song left in your set list before you conclude your first night of tour.

“Okay,” Your fans cheered very loudly and you smiled at them, “This is the last song for the night. This is actually my first time singing this song.” The fans are pumping in excitement.

“While I was on my hiatus, I was staying in Nevada, working on my album, and I’ve been listening to a lot of songs from my favorite artist of all time, so you can say that I’m binge listening to them. This one song, I religiously listen to it wherever and whenever—in the car, when I cook in the kitchen. You know.” You giggled, “This is the song that had really inspired me in writing the album, especially the sound and vibe of it was inspired by this song. Also, this is the song that I wish I had written.” Everyone laughed and cheered.

“Alright! This will be the last song tonight, it is a song that is a perfect ending to a perfect night. If you know the lyrics to this song, feel free to singalong with me.” You smiled widely as your fans kept on cheering loudly, “This is ‘Everywhere’ by Fleetwood Mac.” The cheering had intensified, that’s when you knew that you have a lot of fans that loves Fleetwood Mac.

“Again, thank you so much for your never ending support. I hope that you had a blast joining me on my first concert after five years, thank you and good night!”

There was a surge of energy when the first few notes of the song had began playing, you looked around the stadium, making eye contact with each and everyone of your fans and smiling directly at them, noticing them. Suddenly, you felt your heart race as you scan the crowd further, hoping to see the one person that you wanted to see the most. Then, there you saw your boyfriend, Tom, seated amongst the crowd with his best friend Harrison, and brothers Harry and Sam. Both of you locked eyes and you smiled at each other softly and you began singing the song.

Can you hear me calling, out your name?

You know that I’m falling and I don’t lnow what to say.

I’ll speak a little louder, I’ll even shout.

You know that I’m proud and I can’t get the words out.

You and Tom been dating for almost a year now, and things between the two of you were going incredibly great, and you couldn’t ask for more. Tom was constantly on the go with his acting career, you don’t mind about it, he always make sure to make time for you despite his busy schedule—so that’s why you had decided to hold your first concert in Atlanta, Georgia. Tom is currently in Atlanta shooting a movie for marvel, so you decided to hold your first concert there because ever since he found out that you’ll start touring, Tom had expressed that he won’t be able to attend because it was also the same time as his movie shooting, and you know how badly he wanted to attent your concert since he’s a very big fan before you got together.

When you told Tom that your first concert will be held in Atlanta, he was over the moon. You told him that his concert tickets are ready, but he declined it, Tom told you that he wants to secure the tickets himself, he also reasoned that he missed fighting with other fans for concert tickets. The moment that Tom was able to secure his desired tickets, he called you immediately, telling you that he’s very excited to see you perform again on the stage in front of everyone and proceed on telling you how much he’s proud of you.

The song may only be a cover, but it holds a special meaning for you. You had secretly dedicated the song to Tom in your heart, hoping that he would understand the message behind the lyrics because the song exactly represents what you had felt when you when met Tom for the first time. The song is also the very perfect song to express your feelings for him.

Oh, I, I want to be with you everywhere.

(Wanna be with you everywhere)

You pointed at Tom, causing him to smile lovingly at you. As the beat played, you did your little dance, which Tom loves the most. It’s one of your little quirks that he finds really endearing.

Something’s happening, happening to me.

My friends say I’m acting peculiarly.

Come on baby, we better make a start.

You better make it soon before you break my heart.

Tom’s expression softened, looking at you softly as he listened to the familiar tune, and you felt a rush of emotion in you as you poured your heart into the song.

Oh, I, I want to be with you everywhere.

(Wanna be with you everywhere)

Can you hear me calling, out your name?

You know that I’m falling and I don’t know what to say.

Come along, baby, we better make a start.

You better make it soon before you break my heart.

The words of the lyrics echoed throughout the whole stadium, and you closed your eyes as you dance to the beat of the song, feeling it. You can’t help but imagine as well that you’re back in your home with Tom, dancing slowly to the song in the kitchen, with dim lights—which you do very often. You poured all your love and passion into the song, anf you felt it resonated with the audience.

When the song ended, the crowd erupted in cheers, screaming, and applause. But your attention remained on Tom—he was standing up, together with his brothers and best friend, cheering loudly for you. You couldn’t help but feel all the love for him, knowing that he’s proud of you. You thanked the crowd again and exited the main stage, heading straight at the backstage.

You were already at your dressing room, resting. You had just cleaned and changed yourself so you’re already fresh and no longer sweaty from the concert. You’re feeling euphoric, so never knew how much you missed performing in front of thousands of people. Now, you can’t help but look forward to your future concerts. You were lounging on your couch, keeping yourself busy as you scroll on your phone, checking for posts from different fans during your concert, liking and retweeting some of the posts.

There was a knock on your dressing room and the door opened, revealing Tom. Your heart skipping a beat as he walked towards you slowly, his eyes beaming with pride and love for you. He put his arms around your waist, his hands rubbing softly on your back, immediately sending a jolt of electricity throughout your body.

“Wow.” He said, his voice soft and sincere, “That was really really incredible. You never cease to amaze me, my love.” You blushed, cheeks beet red.

“Also, Haz, Harry, and Sam extend their congratulations to you for your successful first day of concert.” He added.

The feeling of happiness that you’re feeling right now is immeasurable as you look into Tom’s eyes lovingly. To be honest, you’ve been very nervous about performing the song, because he has no idea at all that you dedicated the cover to him. But seeing his reaction when you performed it, made it all very worth it,

“You know, I dedicated that song cover for you.” You admitted, feeling your cheeks flush with embarrassment, “It’s my way to let you know how much I love you.” You added, as you gently brush your fingers at his nape.

Tom’s eyes widened in surprise and grinned widely at you. He, then suddenly pulled you into a tight embrace. You felt him leaving trails of soft kisses on your exposed shoulder.

“I love you too, so much.” He whispered softly as his lips brushed against your ear, sending slight shiver over your body, “More than anything in this world.”

He stared lovingly at you, smiling widely, and finally pulling you in for a kiss. You had kissed back with the same intensity, both of you smiling through the kiss. Pulling back softly, looking at you again, Tom pulled you again for a kiss.

“I want to be everywhere with you as well, darling.” He smiled brightly.

You knew from the beginning you met Tom that you had found someone very special. Someone who loved and supported you no matter what. Both of you left your dressing room and the concert venue, with fingers intertwined with one another, you couldn’t help but feel grateful for the love that you share.

Tom is one of the biggest plot twist that had happened during your hiatus, and you have never been happier in life.

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venusbyline · 1 month

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Hey guys, I'm Vênus (she/her). This is my new ff blog and requests are already open!

I really like writing dark, smut and/or angst contents for s/o x female readers.

Almost all the characters and artists I'll write for are tagged. Feel free to send me your writing requests on my ask. (ps¹: practically i'll write for all Jacob Elordi and Ryan Gosling's characters, there just wasn't enough space in the tags).

So don't be shy... I'm a member of the "toxic characters stan" too <3

ps²: some characters besides the other characters of Ryan Gosling and Jacob Elordi that I didn't put in the tags but that I can also write for:

Scream: Ethan Landry, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher.

Euphoria: Rue Bennet, Jules Vaughn, Ethan Lewis, Lexi Howard, Chris McKay, Fezco.

Hunger Games: Lucy Gray Baird, Katniss Everdeen, Sejanus Plinth, Johanna Mason, Treech, Clemensia Dovecote, Tigris Snow, Haymitch Abernathy.

MCU: Tom Holland!Peter Parker & Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff.

Daisy Jones & The Six: Eddie Roundtree, Daisy Jones, Camila Dunne.

The Vampire Diaries: Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, Silas, Rebekah Mikaelson, Katherine Pierce.

Margot Robbie: Barbie, Harley Quinn.

Gossip Girl: Chuck Bass, Nate Archibald, Carter Baizen, Blair Waldorf.

YOU: Love Quinn, Joe Goldberg.

Harry Potter: Cedric Diggory, Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black.

Grey's Anatomy: Jackson Avery, Derek Shepherd, Mark Sloan, Alex Karev.

Outer Banks: Rafe Cameron, JJ Maybank.

Anyway, more characters can be added here over time!

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storiesforallfandoms · 2 years

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my badass girl ~ tom holland

word count: 2041

request?: yes!

“Hi so this might be weird but could you write a corpse or Tom Holland imagine where the reader is a badass cyber security analyst or a neurosurgeon who is a faceless streamer and they like meet the guys family or something also could the reader be an American who moved to the us a couple years ago”

description: in which his family meets his bad ass, faceless streamer girlfriend

pairing: tom holland x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

You bounced on the balls of your feet as you waited for someone to open the door at Tom’s parents’ place. You had never felt so nervous in your life. Tom kept trying to assure you that there was no reason to be nervous, but you felt like it was a very big reason actually.

You were meeting his parents for the first time.

Tom reached over and took your hand in his. You looked back at him and he smiled at you. You tried to smile back, but it felt very forced and melted from your face just as quickly as you managed to put it on there.

“It’ll be fine, love,” he said for what felt like the thousandth time. “You’ve already met Sam and Harry and they love you.”

“That’s different. They’re your brothers, not your parents.”

He gave your hand a squeeze. “My parents will love you, too. I know they will.”

You wished you had his optimism.

He was starting to pull you in for a kiss when you heard the door starting to open. You quickly pulled away from him completely, as if being caught just holding his hand would’ve been the worst thing in the world.

Nicola Holland answered the door with a bright smile. Before saying anything to either of you, she quickly pulled you into a bone crushing hug. You were taken by surprise and didn’t know how to react until you managed to remember that when someone hugs you, you’re supposed to hug them back.

Tom chuckled. “It’s nice to see you, too, mum.”

“Oh, I hug you all the time,” she said, waving away Tom’s comment after letting you go. “I haven’t gotten to hug (Y/N) yet.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Mrs. Holland,” you said once you finally found your voice.

“Please honey, call me Nicola,” she said. “Come in! Dinner is nearly ready. We’ve been waiting for you two to get here.”

Tom shot you a look that said “I told you so”, but you ignored him and followed his mother into the house.

The familiar faces of Tom’s younger brothers met you as you walked into the living room. Harry hugged you first, followed by Sam. They introduced you to the youngest Holland brother, Paddy, who opted to just shake your hand instead of joining all the hugging that was happening.

“Don’t mind him,” Sam said to you. “He still thinks girls have cooties.”

“Do not!” Paddy called in response.

You laughed, feeling the weight being lifted from your shoulders. It felt nice to be surrounded by the familiar comfort of Tom and his brothers, and so far it seemed like things were going well with his mother. She had disappeared into the dining room to set the table for the lot of you. You and Tom were about to sit down on the couch when Nicola poked her head into the room.

“Tom, hun, can you come help me set the table?”

“I can help, Mrs. - I mean, Nicola,” you said, starting to stand again.

“Nonsense, dear. You’re our guest,” she insisted.

“She won’t change her mind on this,” Tom told you. “Consider yourself lucky that you’re still too new to do the dishes.”

“Hey! I heard that!” Nicola said before disappearing back into the dining room.

Tom got up to go help her, leaving you alone. Sam, Harry, and Paddy kept the conversation lively enough that you didn’t feel too awkward. You felt yourself starting to relax into the atmosphere when you heard the front door open and close. You felt your anxiety return as footsteps grew closer to the living room before Dominic Holland appeared in the doorway.

His eyes landed on you almost immediately and you felt like you were going to shrink into the couch. When a smile broke across on his face, you almost breathed a sigh of relief.

“Tom, you look different, son!” he said before laughing at his own joke.

You stood and held a hand out to him. “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Holland.”

“Oh, we’re not doing the shaking thing. Bring it in.”

He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a hug that was so tight it could’ve rivalled the one Nicola had given you earlier.

“Also, don’t bother with the formalities. You can call me Dom,” he said once you had pulled away.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Dom,” you said. “Also, seems Paddy missed the memo about not doing handshakes.”

“Oh, that’s just because he still believes in cooties.”

Paddy screwed up his face as Sam and Harry started to laugh. You laughed as well, finally feeling completely anxious free. Everything was going well, which was a major relief.

Shortly after Dominic had arrived home, Nicola announced that dinner was ready. The Holland men quickly rushed into the dining room with you following not too far behind. They all took there seats with one left open for you between Tom and Nicola. You sat down and started to pile your plate with the delicious smelling food in front of you. Now that your nerves had subsided, you realized that you were actually really hungry.

There was some polite conversations between the family as you all ate. You nodded along and listened as each member spoke, talking about their day or something that had happened lately that they were excited to share. When Dom’s eyes turned to you, you suddenly felt your nervousness return.

“So, (Y/N),” he started, “Tom has tried to explain to Nicola and I what it is that you do, but we’re still having some trouble understanding. Maybe you can enlighten us better than our son can.”

“Well, I have two things that I do,” you said. “The easiest to explain is that I stream myself playing video games on this website called Twitch. I’m what’s known as a faceless streamer, which means when I’m streaming I don’t show my face and any posts of my face online aren’t connected to that streaming name.”

“See, if that’s what Tom had told us then maybe we wouldn’t have been so confused,” Nicola said. “But that’s not the job that he told us about. He said you work in some form of security or something.”

“I do. I’m a cyber security analyst. That’s technically my main job, and then streaming is something I do on the side. Cyber security analyst is a little bit harder to explain, but basically I monitor networks for anything risky or dangerous, I manage and install software stuff, and I test certain security systems. And I can do it all from the comfort of my own home cause it’s all based through online work.”

You waited for Dominic and Nicola’s reaction to your job. You were proud to be a cyber security analyst. You had worked so hard to get that job. It was years of school and years of trying to get a job in your field after graduating. There was nothing wrong with the job that you did, but not a lot of people understand. They often heard “cyber” or “online” or “work from home” and would automatically assume that what you did was something easy or that you chose that job because it was an internet thing and “all kids are addicted to the internet these days”.

That was an actual reaction from one of your own family members when you told them what you were going to school for.

Tom quickly chimed in before his parents could say anything and said, “It’s so badass! You guys should see her at work. It’s the coolest thing ever, and I don’t even understand most of it.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle. “He thinks this is cool, and yet he plays Spider-Man.”

“Hey, I act with green screens and wires and stuff. What you do is real, and it’s really cool.”

You smiled and ducked your head so that Tom’s family wouldn’t see the flush spreading across your face. Tom was always made you feel good about what you did, even if he didn’t fully understand it himself. But to him, your cyber security job was the coolest thing in the world. That was a big compliment coming from the guy who played Spider-Man.

“It sounds pretty cool!” Dominic said. “I mean, it sounds very high tech and I’m not very good with that stuff, but it does sound interesting.”

“The streaming sounds nice, too,” Nicola added. “Would it be anything we would be interested in watching?”

You shrugged. “Depends on if you guys are into video games.”

“That means no, you would not be into it,” Harry joked.

The conversation moved on from you and you felt yourself relax once again. It seemed as though the hardest parts were definitely over.

Dinner finished and you insisted on helping Nicola with the dishes. The Holland men sat around in the living room, watching something on TV while talking sports, which was something you definitely did not want to be caught up in since you were not a sports person in the slightest. Once the dishes were finished, you and Nicola joined them for another hour or so before Tom asked if you were ready to go home.

“Oh, you guys have to go so soon?” Nicola asked.

“Sorry mum, but I have an early shoot tomorrow. I gotta go home and get some sleep,” Tom said.

“Well you can go home, but you can leave (Y/N) here,” Dominic said. “We like her better anyways.”

“Ouch,” Tom said, putting a hand over his chest in bock offence. “I never should’ve brought her over to meet you guys.”

“We would’ve forced an introduction eventually,” Nicola said. “But I suppose we can begrudgingly let you two go. As long as you promise to come around often and bring (Y/N) with you.”

“I promise,” Tom said.

He got up and hugged both of his parents goodbye. You followed suit, prepared for their tight hugs this time around. You said goodbye to Sam, Harry, and Paddy and followed Tom towards the front door. Nicola followed to bid you farewell and give you both hugs once more. You felt very comforted with her hugs. They were definitely the hugs of a mother.

You followed Tom out to his car. As you stood at the passenger side door, waiting for him to unlock it, you looked up to see him smirking at you over the top of the car. You narrowed your eyes at him. “Don’t say it, Holland.”

“I wasn’t going to say anything,” he said. “Was not going to say anything at all.”

“Good, because if you do I will certainly take your parents offer to stay here for the night.”

Tom laughed and unlocked the car. You both got in and before you could buckle yourself in, Tom grabbed your face and pull you to him. You were shocked by the kiss, but you couldn’t help the giggle that escaped your lips and was muffled by Tom’s own. When you pulled away, Tom was smiling like a kid in a candy store.

“What was that about?” you asked him.

“You stopped me from doing that earlier. I’ve been waiting all night to be able to kiss you.”

Your heart fluttered at his words. You were constantly surprised with how much you more you could love this man and by how full he made your heart feel at every possible moment.

You sat back in your seat and buckled your seatbelt. Tom finally started the car and started driving back home. At some point during the drive, he reached over and held your hand in his. You gave his hand a squeeze, the same way he had to you at the beginning of the night. A small smile was tugging at the corner of your lips. You felt completely blissful and happy. Nothing could ruin the moment.

“(Y/N)?”

You turned your head to look at him. “Hmm?”

“I told you so.”

Okay, that could ruin the moment.

You gasped and snatched your hand from him. “Turn the car around, I’m going back to your parents.”

Tom laughed, the sound like music to your ears.

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landothemuppet · 2 years

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Hi dear, hope you're having a great day/night (whatever time zone you're in). How would you feel about something angsty buy ending in fluff with Harry Holland and fem reader? Maybe something like reader mishearing Harry saying she's clingy and needy and distancing herself from him? And then fluff at the end? Thank you ❤️

Listen carefully, until the end, this time

word count: 1.4K

pairing; harry holland x reader

waring: angst, coarse language, low mental health

a/n: am i really disturbed because i really like to write this! Harry, my love, my munchkin, poor baby. This isn't proofread, so i'm sorry if this contains mistakes. In addition, I would really like to draw attention to: if anyone has mental health issues, or you feel depressed or anything, feel free to talk to someone about it or check out the apps that theBrotherstrust supports. Harry and Tom talk much better about it than I do, but I really suggest you take a look at the apps.

Misunderstanding

/ˌmɪsʌndəˈstandɪŋ/

noun

a failure to understand something correctly.

synonyms: misinterpretation, misapprehension

A simple word that brought you to the most distressing feeling of rejection you have ever felt. Curled up against the wall of your room, lying on the bed, with your head on your knees, you were sobbing while trying the worst possible scenarios in this situation.

Your work has taken a lot of energy these days, so you were looking for comfort anywhere you could find it. You felt that your mental health was dropping drastically and you clung to the few people who could give you the attention you deserved. Or that you thought you deserved. Yet it seemed that your boyfriend was establishing a distance between you that was gnawing at your insides. His face was cold, his thoughts often vague when you spoke to him. You felt the annoyance and gradually, a ditch opened.

Harry was, however, the most thoughtful kind of boyfriend, sending you flowers for your birthday, in anticipation of the party he would organize for you. Inviting you to the restaurant simply for the pleasure of going out... a simple walk would put balm in your heart both. But this was different.

The opportunity had presented itself for your circle of friends to meet for dinner at Harrison and his girlfriend’s. And you had to admit that, despite your mental health inflicting you a social anguish, you were relieved to be able for a moment, to enjoy an evening in all normality.

Dating Harry Holland involved dating a number of people whose popularity was overwhelming. He himself drew a lot of eyes. Dating Harry Holland meant accepting that your life would be scrutinized in every detail and pinned on the shelf of the web. Thus, photos of you, whose existence you had totally forgotten, were found scattered on the internet, aggreminted by a multitude of comments ranging from simple: "who is she ?!?" to "look at me this bitch, she doesn’t deserve it". Harry Holland was put on a pedestal for many individuals, mainly female, and who had a particular look at your boyfriend’s brother: Tom.

That’s why you decided to distance yourself from social media, like Tom did and Harry did. It was your boyfriend who had strongly advised you after having many times comforted you following untimely attacks by the Holland fan community. Your friends had at first believed that he was meticulously distancing you from them but you had argued so that they would learn the real reason: people could be obnoxious on the internet, masked by the smoke screen that was anonymity.

So it was obvious that a touch of normalcy would do you great good. Meeting your loved ones and exchanging platitudes with them would raise your spirits where your Harry was unable to do so now.

But you didn’t think that your need for attention would be as painful for your boyfriend. And as you were getting ready to bring him a new beer, while he was talking on the patio with Tom, you overheard a conversation that tore your heart out.

"You don’t understand, Tom. No matter what I do, she’s sticky and boring. I don’t know what to do."

There was a little pause during which you held your breath.

"Try to distance yourself from all this, Baz. It can’t be that bad."

"That’s what I’m already doing, Tom. You don’t understand, I want to throw it all away. It breaks my balls and I’m getting sick of it."

You didn’t wait a second longer to swallow your tears. You knew that Harry’s colorful vocabulary had always been loaded, he generally did not mince words. But hearing them in a conversation where you were the subject was the most heart-wrenching thing you’ve ever experienced. You shook Tuwaine in the way of your running, he stopped you the minute he heard your voice crack in your painful excuse to leave, sniffing shamefully.

"Hey.. Hey, what’s going on." he asked, worried. That man was a real sweetheart

"I.. I have to go, I’m not feeling very well."

"You want me to go get Harry.. I think he -.."

"No, no, please, Tuwaine. I’m just gonna go. I don’t really feel right now. I’m just gonna go home. Nice to see you."

Without delay, you grabbed your bag with haste and your coat before slamming the door, the sound causing the start of several guests.

And so you found yourself alone, pouring your anguish into the darkness of your room; shared with your boyfriend, the silence confronting your sobs and inverted. You never thought Harry could have such a picture of you. You never thought your need for attention was so exhausting to your boyfriend. But you were there, dwelling on his words indefinitely in your mind. Torturing yourself with the possibility of an inevitable break up.

Steps filled the appearance, agonizing, dying. They seemed to be languishing slowly, as if Harry was enjoying being able to drag your breakup. The squeaking of the door sounded like the doom of your relationship: it was over and you knew it.

"babe? omg what are you doing here. Is everything alright?"

Your sobs redoubled as you drew the rage of your messy feelings. You raised your eyes to the mass of curly auburn.With a strength that you were not sure you could draw from yourself, your body overwhelmed by sadness, you stood up, your eyes still overflowing with tears.

"You could have just told me, Harry. We’re adults."

"Tell you what? Y/N, what are you talking about?"

With a raw gesture you swept your tears from your face filled with sadness.

"I really thought that..."

"You thought what?" he pressed you

"That you loved me. I didn’t think I was such a burden. I thought you could understand, you who advocate good mental health."

Harry stretched out for a moment, stung in your speech. He was lost but even more so since you accused him of not understanding you. Even more so when you confide in him that you felt, or rather that he made you feel, like a burden to him.

"What are you talking about?"

"From your conversation with Tom" you almost screamed, your voice broken by your sobs. "I’m so boring and sticky, you want to blow it all away. I’m the girlfriend so disturbing I’m obviously busting your balls." You confessed, using his own words.

Your boyfriend’s face bleached, struck by the realization before the color of his chocolate eyes, darkened by your argument, warmed up and lit up a little more. He approached you gently, placing a hand on one of your arms in a comforting way as you stood on guard.

"My love, baby... I was talking about the character of Malicia...in my script with Tom"

You fell skinny, but fearful according to your - perhaps- former boyfriend. You knew that Harry and his brother continued to work on several scenarios, despite Tom’s busy schedule with his many film projects. You had been so caught up in your own problems that you didn’t realize your boyfriend was having trouble with his plans. You didn’t even seem to know that he had resumed writing.

"Your.. script?"

"Yes.. My female character is not endearing enough and I feel like she’s boring and terribly energy-consuming. I don’t know how I modified it to make it better, which is why I told Tom. I feel like it’s a reflection of my mental health right now. My mental health, not yours, baby. You thought I was...talking about you?" He shriveled but was really concerned about your sadness.

"Sure. You seemed so distant lately. And I tried in vain to spend time with you."

A slight smile came over his face before his arms surrounded you and hugged you. His lips came to kiss your forehead and Harry looked for your gaze, placing a finger under your chin so that your eyes would meet his.

"Listen carefully, until the end, this time." He smiled slightly, maliciously but profoundly tender. "I love you. I love you more than anything and you are absolutely not a burden to me. You know that I care about you and that when you are in trouble, you can tell me. I’ll be there. And I’m sorry if my behavior led you to think I didn’t care about you anymore. I love you"

Your sobs redoubled, a sudden relief from the anguish you had felt in the last few days, the last few hours. Your arms held Harry tighter against you as he sprinkled your hair with comforting kisses. You were releasing the pressure, relieved and happy to have such a perfect boyfriend.

"I love you," he said again and you couldn’t help but whisper "me too" very emotionally.

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Me When I Schedule Things

Expect these oneshots/requests to be posted by:

Friday September 22:

Hermione Granger x Female!Slytherin!Reader

Hermione x Reader (Currently Planning, so details are TBD)

Hermione Granger x Female!Slytherin!Reader (Yes, another one)

Ron Weasley x Male!Ravenclaw!Granger!Reader (Another!)

Ron Weasley x Male!Ravenclaw!Granger!Reader (Teehee :3)

Saturday September 23:

Draco Malfoy x Male!Reader

Blaise Zabini x Male!Reader (Connected to my Ron series)

Harry Potter x GN!Reader

Ron Weasley x Male!Reader (seperate from series)

Luna Lovegood x Male!Reader

Sunday September 24:

Cedric Diggory x Male!Reader

Edward Cullen x Female!Reader

Jasper Cullen x Male!Reader

Steve Harrington x Male!Reader

Barbara Holland x Male!Reader (Platonic <3)

I'm hoping to do this more often, or at least every other week. I really need to clear out my inbox 😅

WRITER'S BLOCK CAN NEVER HOLD ME BACK

(I may fall a little short of these lists, but I dream big, don't fight me.)

-Author Max <3

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REQUESTING GUIDELINES

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✩ I will write character x reader, character x character and character x original character

✩ I especially love au's and I'm up for pretty much anything weird that gives me the ability to go wild and creative, so even if you think your idea might be a little out there, don't be nervous about sending it in

✩ don’t request smut for underage characters, also don't request fics for real life people, I will only write about characters

✩ I usually write from a female reader perspective but will write a gender neutral or male reader if requested

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✩ please try to be at least a little bit descriptive, and by that I mean literally everything that's more than just "enzo smut"

✩ unfortunately it can take me a while to get to your requests, but I'll do my best at getting them done as quickly as possible. but if I don't have any ideas for your request at all I might not write it. I'm trying to keep writing a fun thing, so I'm not going to force myself to write something I don't vibe with

✩ if you're unsure about your request and don't want to send it in as an ask because you might want to discuss it first, my dm's are always open for you!

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In Time : Tom Holland x Reader

Chapter 10

2k wc and SMAUs , click here for warnings and other chapters

Y/n spun bashfully for the camera. She was FaceTiming Nikki, Tom’s mom to get her opinion on y/n’s outfit. It was her first ever red carpet and since Nikki had walked several with Tom early on in his career, she secretly offered to y/n that she could chat with her before the event if she thought it would help. As such, after getting dressed and letting Tom’s makeup staff touch up her face, she called Nikki.

“You look so pretty, y/n, dear,” Nikki grinned. “That dress looks even more amazing on you than I remember,” she encouraged kindly. Nikki had attended y/n and Tom’s fitting with them, to be there as the only other female member of Tom’s typical entourage so y/n had that feminine support, but also to ensure her twins -Harry and Sam, who were also going to Ballon d’or- were fitted properly as well.

“Thank you Mrs…,” y/n stopped and giggled. “Nikki,” she corrected herself, earning a sweet affirmative nod from Tom’s mom.

“No trouble, darling,” Nikki mused. “Just breathe, smile, and I assure you, Tom will help you through the rest, it’ll be over before you know it,” she commented.

“Thanks mum,” Tom’s voice sounded from outside the dressing room door. “But you could try to not make it sound so dreadful,” he laughed before knocking politely to see if he could enter.

Y/n and Nikki laughed. Y/n leaned over and opened the door.

“It’s truly not all-,” Tom began, suddenly halting as he stood before y/n with widened eyes and his lips sliggtoy parted.

“Not all… what?” Y/n giggled, looking over at Nikki for help as to what her son meant. Only, she simply found Nikki grinning while watching Tom through the screen. “Tom?” Y/n asked, stepping closer and taking his hand.

Tom shook his head sending his curls bouncing around the frames of his glasses. “S-sorry love,” he replied breathily, his cheeks reddened. “It’s just,” his front teeth grazed his bottom lip, “you look so beautiful”.

Y/n froze, her lips in a half-gasp half-smile. She laughed shyly and looked between Nikki on the phone and Tom, uncertain what to say next.

Tom smiled and pulled her closer. “Seriously, darling,” he hummed, “you’re breathtaking”.

Y/n went to lean her head on Tom’s shoulder but stopped, making him raise an eyebrow at her in confusion. “Angie,” she explained, giving the name of one of Tom’s makeup stylists she’d worked with, “said not to mess up the final look before the carpet”.

Tom laughed with a dramatic scoff. “Well, I don’t truly care about that,” he argued, “but, fine”. He held her hands in his as he smiled at her. “Are you nervous?” He asked.

Y/n tried to not bite her lip, she looked over at her phone and nodded, “but your mom has been a big help”.

Tom grinned as he watched his mum and y/n smile at each other through the phone screen. “I must say, I’m surprised, my mum isn’t a big fan of these things,” he commented lightly.

“I’m not,” Nikki agreed with a laugh. “But, y/n I think you’ll have a fine night, enjoy you two,” she said as she waved to close out the call.

After saying their goodbyes, y/n locked her phone, silenced it and slid it into the bag Harry was packing with him tonight that held Tom’s phone and Harry’s equipment. She figured she’d grab it out when it was appropriate to do so; likely after the red carpet portion of the event.

Y/n grinned at Tom, tilting his glasses slightly so they were back in place.

“Hmm?” Tom asked, lazily smiling at y/n.

Y/n shook her head. “Nothing.” She smiled as she continued to gaze at Tom. “You just look really handsome,” she complimented.

“You mentioned that earlier,” Tom blushed. He’d nervously gotten ready earlier than the others, wanting to ensure y/n had enough time in the staging room in order to not feel rushed for the event. As such, when he was done, she’d come to to tell him how good she thought he looked. Not that he minded hearing it again from her now.

“So I should stop saying it?” Y/n asked, her head tilted lightly as she smirked. When Tom shook his head ‘no’ with a blush on his cheeks, she giggled. “I’m loving that you kept it natural,” she said, reaching up to play with his curls.

Tom’s blush deepened. “I thought you might,” he admitted.

Y/n hummed. “You’re comfortable with it?”

“You said I look handsome,” Tom answered.

“I did. You do.” Y/n nodded. “I just know you don’t typically wear it out like this in public”.

Tom hummed with a tender smile. “What can I say, you’ve changed me,” he joked lightheartedly.

Y/n giggled and rolled her eyes. “Please, if anything I’d argue I’ve unchanged you,” she joked, referring to how her love for his natural hair made him stop wearing it straight as much.

Tom laughed but nodded, still smiling. “Exactly,” he said as he adjusted his frames and ran his hands down y/n’s sides. “You’ve got nothing to be worried about tonight, I promise,” he whispered. “I’ll be by your side the whole time, and Harry will be there. Sam too, and you’ve already met Zendaya and some of the other cast, it’ll just be a nice little catch up”.

“With cameras and screaming fans and a literal red carpet,” Y/n teased, laughing to show Tom she was joking and wasn’t actually panicking over that. She’d learned by now that he wouldn’t let anything happen to her, so as long as she stayed by his side she’d be fine. Even if this was an actual red carpet event she was about to attend.

Y/n and Tom supportively squeezed each others hands at the same time in the back of the towncar, making them laugh. “Ready?” She asked.

Tom nodded. “Ready”. He removed his medical-grade mask and popped a piece of gum in his mouth. Y/n let him help her out of the towncar before straightening his bow tie that had seemingly moved in the drive. When she was done, Tom kissed her hand before lowering it to his side and interlacing their fingers.

Tom kept pace with Y/n as they walked into the entrance, the screaming and flashes starting. He squeezed her hand before letting go. He quickly moved to intertwine their elbows before relocking their fingers together. She was now safely pressed up beside him as they walked. This way he would quickly and easily know if the event became too much for her.

Y/n smiled lovingly as she watched Tom try to regulate his breathing. She knew these things were a lot for him too sometimes. Her thumb ran over his hand that held hers, making him turn to her with a smile. She nodded softly at him as she smiled back.

Tom turned back to the attendant at the start of the red carpet. He decided to let Harry, who’d been behind him by just a few feet, handle the details of where the red carpet attendant wanted he and y/n and whatnot. He turned partially to y/n, “ready, beautiful?”

Y/n pursed her lips shyly but nodded confidently. With a hype man like Tom by her side why should she be worried? She listened to Harry as he explained how Tom would walk out first, get some photos and then they’d signal for y/n to walk to him for more, and so on. Y/n nodded to Tom when he looked at her silently seeking confirmation she would be okay without him for a moment. She watched closely as Tom then made his way to the main area of the red carpet, cameras flashing and photographers shouting orders.

“Remember, you practiced this,” Harry smiled, squeezing y/n’s shoulder as his camera stayed filming Tom.

Y/n nodded, remembering Harry’s brief lessons on how to pose for tonight. “Thanks again, Harry,” she smiled. She took a deep breath and when Harry nodded for her to begin walking, she followed Tom’s path out onto the red carpet. Tom had spun to look her the moment she took a step in his direction. He truly was the sweetest.

Tom grinned proudly as y/n held her head high and walked to him, her eyes only on him. Once she was within reach, he helped her get into a comfortable stance before he snaked his arm around her waist.

Y/n smiled and tried a few poses that Harry taught her when the photographers began yelling incoherent words at her. Just as they had taken a photo of her resting her hand on Tom’s chest as she stood at a slight angle with Tom smiling directly at her while she looked up at him, he suddenly leaned closer to her.

“May I kiss your cheek?” Tom respectfully asked. When y/n nodded, his smile grew and he shifted them to the next pose. After they finished the photos, he placed a proud kiss on her cheek. “You did great,” he whispered.

“That’s surely going to end up in TikTok edits,” Harry commented with a cheesy wink as he reached Tom and y/n’s side at the end of the red carpet.

Tom was practically bouncing with nerves as he watched Messi approach. Y/n had no idea about football/soccer, but she knew he was one of Tom’s heroes. She watched, excited for him, and rubbed his shoulder to relax him as the athlete came over. She stood respectfully as they greeted each other, Tom’s excitement clear in his face. “This is my girlfriend, y/n,” Tom introduced, throwing Y/n off guard. She hadn’t planned on also meeting the man, much less Tom using his brief time to talk to his hero to introduce her.

“Love,” Tom smiled, gently pulling y/n closer so she could meet Messi. She shook hands with the man before she happily resumed watching Tom. It was so cute how he was trying not to ‘fangirl’ over meeting Messi. Y/n glanced over and saw how his brothers were super giddy too. She hummed to herself when she saw Harry had caught it all on film. She knew they’d love to play it back later. She was so happy for Tom and proud that he forged such path for himself that allowed him to meet his hero.

“This is my darling girlfriend y/n. Y/n, love, this is Mbappe,” Tom introduced. He knew she would barely recognize the name as being an athlete Tom admired. But, he was just proud to have her by his side. And he was eager to involve her as much as he could and make her feel comfortable with this side of his life. He kept his hand on her waist as he and Mbappe joked around and laughed. He could feel her eyes on him as she smiled at the interaction.

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yourusername: Unapologetic photo dump because my handsome and talented superhero got to meet some of his personal heroes & idols tonight 🦸🏻‍♂️

Honored to be by your side, T! xoxo 💋

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tomholland2013: No one else I’d rather spend such an amazing night with darling, xxx ❤️

karinainatlanta: You looked so stunning! I mean. you always do girl, but ahhhh! Tom had some serious arm candy tonight! 🔥

tomholland2013: definitely ‘punching above my weight’ with her 😍

yourusername: @/karinainatlanta @/tomholland2013 ily both sm 🥹😘

nikkihollandphotography: ❤️ You all look so great

hollandfanatic17: so pretty!! I’m so glad Tom invited you, you’re so cute together! 😭

bazandtom_holland: Did you see how he kept involving her in everything? OTP 😍

parkerstark3000: @/bazandtom_holland HE INTRODUCED HER TO HIS IDOLS 😭

mcu3kfrvr: screaming! he was so showing you off girl, so jealous

hanbananaholland: came here to comment this! they’re so in love

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tomholland2013: Had the opportunity to attend the Ballon d’Or tonight with some of the most important people in my life, thank you @/sonypictures @/marvelstudios @/ballondorofficial

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karinainatlanta: ahhh I love this 😍

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harryholland64: absolutely mental night mate!

mrstholland: im dead!!! Tom’s still showing her off even after the night ended 😭

peterholland02: you all look so good, and y/n was so supportive 💜

hollandfanatic17: @/peterholland02 they were so cute, he kept her by his side all night and she was so happy to be there; i love then your honor 😍😍😍

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violetlilysunshine · 2 years

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Smut Masterlist

18+ ONLY beyond this point!

Tom Holland

Best We’ve Ever Made - 18+

Boyfriend Tom Holland x Female Reader

WC: 2,863

Threesome Fic Recs

Chris Evans

Never Get Used to You - 18+

Chris Evans x Female Reader

WC: 3,132

Beer Gut - 18+

Boyfriend Chris Evans x Female Reader

WC: 4,224

Right Here, With You - 18+

Chris Evans x Female Reader

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Home Late Part 2 - 18+ // Part 1 (Fluff)

Dad Chris Evans x CEO Reader

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Started in the Closet - 18+

Chris Evans x Female Reader

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I Get You Wet - 18+

Chris Evans x Female Reader

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Practice it Now - 18+

Chris Evans x Actress Reader

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Almost Primal - 18+

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After the Fourth - 18+

Dad Chris Evans x Female Mom Reader

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Just for Us - 18+

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Harry Holland

Your First Time - 18+

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Serve Yourself - 18+

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Inspiration - 18+

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Make Me - 18+

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wazzupmrstark · 2 years

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instead of you [part forty-five]

pairing: [best friend’s brother] tom holland x college!reader

summary: you didn’t expect to spend your summer pretending to be your best friend’s girlfriend- then again, you didn’t expect to fall for your best friend’s brother, either.

warnings: swearing, menstruation, smut (minors dni) additional warnings under the cut

word count: 3k

series masterlist + read the next chapter early on ko-fi!!

additional warnings: period sex, protected sex, fingering, oral (male receiving)

It had only been roughly twenty-four hours since you slept with Tom for the first time, but as he kissed down the expanse of your thigh you felt as though it had been an eternity.

You hadn’t realized Tom had his own hotel room where you were staying in Beijing- you had been under the impression that he was sharing the room with Harry that was right next door to yours. Maybe he had secretly booked his own for this exact reason as he had in Shanghai. You didn’t really care either way, as long as there wasn’t a chance of either of the twins barging in on you.

In fact, Sam and Harry were out together while you were here in Tom’s bed. Harry had seen an advert for some late night martial arts exhibition and wanted to go because he and Sam had taken karate when they were little. He’d said something about wanting to see how good they could’ve been if they never quit. You were quite fond of Harry’s sense of nostalgia. He reminded you of yourself a bit in that way.

Sam had protested at first, arguing that he needed to take care of you since you weren’t feeling well, but you insisted he go. You were just planning on taking some midol and knocking out anyway, there wasn’t anything he needed to do. It took a lot of convincing on both you and Harry’s end, but eventually he caved. You could tell he secretly wanted to go anyway, and you didn’t want him wasting a night of vacation stuck in a hotel room.

You honestly hadn’t planned on going back to Tom’s room again. You’d brushed the silly little comment he’d made at the Great Wall off as just that, a silly little comment. You didn’t think he was being serious, but of course Tom always had to prove you wrong.

In the elevator, after you both bid his parents goodnight, you went to push the button for your own floor, only to be stopped by Tom grabbing your wrist.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Going to my room?”

“Why?”

“To... sleep. What do you mean, ‘why’?”

He paused, looking a little embarrassed. “I just thought you’d come back with me to my room.”

“You were serious earlier?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I have been?”

“I don’t know, I thought it was just some offhand comment, not an invitation.”

“Well it’s an invitation now,” he said pointedly. “You said your cramps were bothering you and cumming is supposed to help with that.”

“When did you become an expert on female anatomy?”

“Do you know how hard it is not to make a joke in response to that statement?”

The elevator dinged on Tom’s floor and you sighed.

“Let’s go.”

That led you to Tom’s bed, where you had your legs spread for him with him on his knees in front of you. His hand crept up to the hem of your shorts, fingers toying with the fabric before you stopped him.

“Wait!”

You pushed on his head to get his attention, making him pop up with a frown. “What is it?”

“You know I’m like, actually on my period, right? It’s not just cramps... I started bleeding and everything already.”

Tom scoffed. “I know.”

“So you... still want to? Don’t feel like you have to-”

"Y/n, what year do you think it is? You know I’m a grown-ass man, right?”

You fidgeted nervously. “No, I know. I just... don’t want you to be grossed out or anything.”

“Period sex isn’t gross,” he assured you. “Do you think it’s gross?”

“N-no, I’m just a little embarrassed, I guess. Like, I get that you’re being nice and trying to be a ‘modern man’, but what if it turns out you don’t like it but don’t want to tell me because you want to save my feelings-”

Tom grabbed your thighs, forcing you to stop rambling and actually look at him. “I’ve had period sex before. I can assure you that I like it. Have you?”

“Yes, well, no- I wasn’t the one on my period so not in that way...”

“It’s okay to be nervous,” he promised. “And if you’d rather not, then we don’t have to, obviously. I can just... rub your back or something to help with the cramps instead.”

The fact that he was so set on making you feel better made your chest ache. It wasn’t like he was trying to talk you into sex, just get his dick wet, he genuinely wanted to help. You couldn’t think about the implications of that for too long or else you’d spiral. You could tell he felt awkward suggesting something so domestic like rubbing your back, as if he wasn’t sure if he was overstepping by proposing it.

“I want to,” you insisted.

“Are you worried about it being messy? Is that what it is?” You nodded. “Why don’t we do it in the shower, then?”

“Okay,” you agreed and let him pull you up so that you were sitting.

Then he kissed you, taking you by surprise. You were only frozen for a moment before you melted into the kiss too, letting him cradle your head as he slipped his tongue into your mouth. You whimpered when he broke away.

“You’re sure you want to?” he asked.

“Yes,” you breathed out. “I’m so horny.”

“I’d take that as a compliment, but I know it’s hormones.”

“You can still take it as a compliment. You’re a very good kisser.”

“Is that all I’m good at?” He quirked an eyebrow.

“You’ll have to jog my memory.”

Tom helped you out of your shirt and shorts, leaving you in your underwear. He wasn’t in any rush to get you naked, allowing you to set a pace that you were comfortable with.

“Want to move this to the bathroom?” he asked.

“Yeah, let me just- uh, give me like three minutes to rinse off.”

“Okay,” he said, hiding a smile.

In the bathroom, you hurriedly pulled off your panties and unclipped your bra, setting both on the counter by the sink as you waited for the water to heat up. Once you deemed it warm enough you stepped into the tub and let the water run over your body, gently rinsing yourself with the bar of soap sitting on the ledge.

Tom knocked before he entered. You could hear him undressing from behind the shower curtain and suddenly started to feel self conscious. It wasn’t like Tom hadn’t seen you naked before, you had literally just slept with him the night before- so why were you so anxious now?

He pulled back the curtain the tiniest bit to peek at you, to see if you were ready for him. You took a tiny step back to give him room and he took that as a sign to join you in the shower. The tub wasn’t the biggest in the world so you were practically squished together as you stood under the showerhead. The forced proximity was flustering you, and the steamy water was doing nothing to help the heat in your cheeks.

If Tom noticed, he didn’t say anything as he leaned forward to kiss you. He pressed his lips to yours and pulled you close, wrapping both arms around your waist.

“You’re so pretty,” he murmured, moving one of his hands down to squeeze your ass. You could only moan in response. With an arm still around you he trailed kisses down your body until he reached your tits, taking one of your nipples in his mouth and humming around it.

You arched your back, pushing your chest into his face.

“S-sensitive,” you whined.

Tom chuckled against you, stimulating you even more and you gasped, bringing your hand to the back of his head to hold him in place.

“I know,” he managed to get out with your boob still in his mouth.

“Please, don’t tease.”

At your request, Tom released his hold on your ass and began giving attention to your clit instead. He used his thumb to rub slow circles on it and you could feel him smile when you shivered. He switched his mouth to your other breast as he continued to play with your clit, picking up the pace ever so subtly.

Your insides were buzzing with pleasure, but it wasn’t enough. He let you rock into his hand, chasing the feeling. He thought you were grinding against his hand, but in reality you were trying to get him to move his fingers lower and lower until they were inside of you. Eventually, he picked up on this and gave in, but not without teasing you a little more.

He slid two fingers into your cunt at once, but only up to the first knuckle before he was pulling them back out. He repeated the motion a couple of times, turning your knees to jelly. Thankfully, he was able to hold you upright with his free hand to keep you from falling to the shower floor.

You whimpered and pushed your hips forward to try and get him to go deeper, but he just tsked at you and shook his head.

“You could use your words, you know.”

“You know what I want,” you grumbled.

“Do I?”

“I think you have a pretty good idea.”

“Yeah? And what is that?” You groaned and Tom retracted his hand fully, holding it out of reach. “Want to hear you say it, baby.”

“Want your fingers...”

“Where do you want them?”

“Inside of me. Please, Tommy.”

“Fuck,” he hissed, dick twitching noticeably against your thigh.

Your answer had satisfied him, but you couldn’t stop talking now that you had started. You rambled even after he’d pushed his middle and ring fingers inside of you to the hilt.

“Want you to stretch me out so I can take your cock... please, please, need it.”

“Is your mouth always this filthy?” he asked, though you weren’t sure if he actually wanted an answer.

“Can’t help it,” you rasped out, fucking yourself on his hand now. “It just happens...”

“Happens when you feel good?” he finished the thought for you and you nodded. “Must be doing something right, then.”

“You’re doing everything right,” you moaned.

Feeling full was one thing, and it was good, but then Tom found your g-spot and you nearly blacked out from how amazing it felt. To make it even better for you, he spun you around so that your back was to him and hugged you close. In that position he could easily rub your clit at the same time he was fingering you. The only drawback was that you couldn’t see his face. It was a small price to pay in exchange for a mindblowing orgasm, one that you were positive he’d give you if he kept up at this rate. You leaned back against him, letting him support most of your weight.

“Close?” he asked, kissing your neck.

You nodded, creeping closer and closer to the edge until you remembered something very important and tapped Tom’s arm to stop him.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

You took a second to catch your breath, but nodded to assure him before you were able to explain. “I just remembered that when I’m on my period I can only cum once because it hurts too much to cum again.”

“Okay, so do you want me to edge you or something? Make it last longer?”

“No, no, it’s just that if I’m going to cum I want it to be on your cock.”

“Are you sure? It won’t be too much for you?”

“I’m sure,” you repeated and kissed him for good measure.

“Fuck, okay. Let me, um... let me grab a condom. I didn’t bring one in the bathroom with me.”

You watched as Tom stumbled out of the shower and back into the bedroom, dripping all over the floor. He was back in record time and had already rolled the condom on.

“You sure about this?” he asked.

“Positive. How do you want me?”

“Here, just lean forward a little bit and put your hands on the wall. I’ll do the rest.”

You positioned yourself as he’d instructed and relaxed as much as you could to make the stretch less uncomfortable. He wrapped an arm around you from the back and hoisted one of your thighs up so that he could push himself inside of you. You both sighed in relief when he bottomed out, and you let your forehead rest against the cool tile wall.

“If you feel like you’re gonna fall, just hold on to me, okay?”

“Okay,” you squeaked.

You could barely speak because he was so big and you had yet to adjust, but he just laughed fondly and began to thrust shallowly. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your body practically went slack in Tom’s hold.

The extra lubrication helped you adjust quicker than last time, and the discomfort ebbed into pleasure soon after he’d started moving.

“So full,” you muttered.

“Just like you wanted, right?”

“Mhm.”

Being so sensitive from your period brought you back to the edge in no time at all, and you were struggling not to cum immediately and end it for both of you, even though every nerve in your body was telling you to give in to the white hot pleasure that was building in the pit of your stomach.

“You gonna cum?” Tom asked when he felt you clenching around him.

“No, not yet,” you choked out.

“What do you mean not yet? If you need to cum, cum.”

“Fuck you,” was all you could manage as your orgasm washed over you. Somehow his words had been what made you lose it.

Tom fucked you through it despite his confusion and only pulled out when you stopped trembling.

“What was that? Why were you cursing me out while I was making you cum?”

“I d-didn’t want to cum yet because you weren’t close. Didn’t want to leave you hanging.”

He scoffed. “This wasn’t about me, it was about helping you feel better.”

“Yeah, but I wanted to make you feel good too.”

“You did make me feel good! Couldn’t you tell I was enjoying it?”

“But you didn’t finish.”

“Sex isn’t always about the orgasms,” Tom mused, “it’s about pleasure, sure, but that doesn’t mean we both have to cum every time. It puts a lot of unnecessary pressure on us, you know?”

“I guess,” you mumbled.

He held your face in his hands and lifted your head so that you were forced to look at him. “Hey, I felt good, okay? I liked it and I had fun. Are your cramps any better?”

“Yeah,” you admitted. “Feeling a lot better, actually.”

Tom beamed. “Good. That’s all I wanted to come out of this.”

“You’re still hard, though.”

He shrugged you off. “I’ll take care of it after we get you cleaned up.”

“Let me,” you offered and kneeled in front of him. The tub wasn’t the most comfortable surface to kneel on, but you were determined to make Tom feel as good as he had made you feel. “Take the condom off.”

“Wha- you don’t have to-”

“I know, I want to.”

Tom looked like he wanted to protest more, but the pout you were giving him won over and he sighed in defeat.

“Fine, as long as you’re sure.”

You nodded eagerly and licked your lips as he removed the condom and tossed it in the bin next to the toilet. You didn’t bother teasing him since he was already fully hard and being especially sweet. Instead, you immediately take him to the back of your throat, smiling internally when he curses and grabs your hair.

“Shit!”

You hummed around his cock and took his balls in one of your hands, massaging them lightly, before you began to bob your head up and down. Each time your nose hit his pelvis he got a little louder, a little more desperate. You loved the effect you have on him and he could tell.

“You’re going to be the fucking death of me.”

You let his cock fall from your lips with a lopsided smile and ran your tongue along the underside of it, paying extra attention to the tip. You took him back in your mouth and laved your tongue over his slit, collecting the precum and using it to further lubricate the shaft of his cock.

“God, you’re good at that,” Tom sighs, letting his head fall back.

You replaced your mouth with your hands. Tom whimpered quietly at the loss, but you just grinned.

“Want to fuck my mouth, baby?”

Tom’s eyes fluttered shut and his stomach muscles tensed at your words. You could barely open your mouth in time for him to cum all over your face, only some of it making it onto your tongue. You swallowed the little bit that did end up in your mouth. Tom gathered some of the remnants from your lips with his thumb and pushed the digit into your mouth, watching you suck it clean. The shower would take care of the rest.

“Sorry, I’m sorry. Just the thought of that made me blow,” Tom apologized sheepishly.

“It’s okay. Another time.”

He gave you a half-hearted smile. “You’re too good to me.”

“I could say the same about you.”

He cleared his throat and changed the subject, dodging the emotional intimacy that he had initiated. “Let’s get you cleaned up and then to bed.”

He helped you wash your hair and was insistent on being the one to lather your body in soap, mentioning something about how you wouldn’t be able to do it as well since you were still in your post-nut haze. You decided not to point out that he was also in post-nut haze because his hands felt too good on your boobs.

You dried off and got redressed in relative silence, simply enjoying the company of each other which almost never happened. You knew it was late, but when you checked your phone you realized just how late it was. It was almost midnight and you had missed a text from Sam. He’d only sent it a few minutes ago, but it still made your blood run cold.

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