NO CELEBRITIES ARE VALID
THE ONLY VALID CELEBRITIES ARE JOHN MULANEY AND TOM HOLLAND
Working on my first fic, and I’m really excited. I kind of feel like I want to make it a mini series; it was intended to be an imagine when I first came up with the idea. This is my first time writing for MCU, (this would be a Peter Parker x Reader), and I feel like in a way, this would be AU. Where Captian America doesn’t die, and the Stark Tower is still located in NYC.
When published, THIS WILL CONTAIN SMUT, just a warning, but it will be spread throughout.
If this does turn into a mini series, I will still be taking requests; since I’ve deleted my old account and started fresh, everything is all over the place, and some things I need to write, like the request information). Like I said, I know slightly enough about MCU in depth to write imagines, but I will be watching all the movies in order and doing research to make everything as accurate as possible. Anyways, if you have any questions or want to requests at the moment, feel free to dm me! But there are things that I will write, and things that I won’t <3
Im still writing it up! ❤️ should be out very soon though ✨
I just want a Peter Parker and Jessica Jones buddy cop movie and I don’t think that’s too much to ask for.
I can’t live without you (Tom Holland x Reader)
Summary: you find a compromising text on your boyfriend’s phone. Angst happens. (First imagine)
Word count: no idea.
Warnings: angst, cheating, strong language, bad English I think. Overall sad.
You stared at the empty sink, gathering your thoughts around the words that just popped up in your boyfriend’s cellphone. You told him you were going to do the dishes, but that idea flew out of your mind the moment that unattended screen lighted up in front of you on the kitchen counter.
You trusted Tom. More than anything you trusted him. This can’t be right, he wouldn’t do that. He wouldn’t throw away three years of your lives just like that. No. There’s gotta be an explanation for that.
“Is everything alright, love?” You didn’t notice how hard you were trying to fight the tears from rolling down your cheeks until you heard his voice coming from your living room “Need any help?” He turned off the tv and started walking towards you.
“I’m fine” you said. Trying to keep your voice from breaking.
Tom couldn’t see your face, but he knew something was off “You don’t seem okay” he said while wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his head on your shoulder, trying to kiss your cheek. But you turned your face away from him “Darling, what’s wrong?” He asked, worried. Not letting you go.
Your heart was pounding loudly inside your chest. You were holding back your thoughts like if saying them out loud would make them real. But the acheking in your soul would not allow you to stay quiet. You just couldn’t.
“Nathalie says hi” your voice was barely a whisper, tears streaming almost immediately as you felt Tom’s body tighten against yours. Shattering everything inside you. Slowly you pushed his arms off you, he didn’t even flinched as you let yourself go and rested your hands on the cold metal of the kitchen sink. Neither of you said a thing for what it seemed an eternity for you.
“She said she had a great time last night, wondered if you could do it again sometime soon” every word that came out of your mouth tasted like poison, your tone defeated and tired as you gripped the sink for dear life, still not being able to look at him “She also sent you pictures, Tom” with all the strength that you had, you straighten your back and finally turned around to face him. The image of him would’ve broken your heart if it weren’t already in pieces. His body was still, as if it was made of stone, but his eyes. Oh the eyes never lie and his showed nothing but regret and guilt as he looked at you. The truth hit you like a truck and in that moment you truly broke.
Tears were rolling down freely, there was no attempt to muffle your sobs that pierced into Tom’s heart like a thousand knifes. He hated seeing you like this, but he hated himself even more. Waking up from the shock he tried to get closer to you “Love…” he said, sounding completely helpless “Y/N I…” he reached for you but you moved away from him so fast, breaking his heart even more.
“Don’t you dare” your voice was soarce, but your eyes were filled with pain and anger “Don’t touch me. Don’t you ever touch me again”
“Don’t” you say louder. Making him take a step back.
“Y/N it’s not…” he started but you cut him off quickly.
“What? Are you really going to tell me that it’s not what it seems? Do you really think I’m that fucking dumb?” He knew better not to answer “You said you were going out with Harrison and the others ‘Saturday’s are for the boys’ you said” every word was filled with pure rage, you couldn’t hold back anymore “Glad to know you had a great time”
You started to walk away but Tom was quicker and grabbed you by the wrist, making it impossible for you to give another step “Let me go” you spatted, but he didn’t give in “Let me fucking go, Holland”
“Not until we talk” he sounded desperate. And he was “Y/N, please”
You looked into his eyes. You saw the pain, his and your own reflected in each other. But there was something else in them.
“Fine” you said escaping his grip but maintaining a distance. You crossed your arms into your chest, waiting for him to start.
“Love, I am so so sorry” He said, voice filled with guilt “I swear I didn’t mean for it to happen an…”
“How long?” You asked. Cutting him off.
“How long have you been cheating on me?” The tears in your eyes were now dry but the anger in your voice never fade “Answer me!”
“Just once!” He yelled “it was just once and it was the biggest mistake I’ve ever taken” he said letting it all go “I swear it meant nothing to me, I was drunk and..”
“How was she?”
“Stop deflecting my questions! God dammit Tom at least give me the truth! How. Was. She?” He froze on the spot, his mouth was open but he couldn’t fin any words. “Tell me… did she give you a good head? How did she taste? How did it feel when she was scratching your back and screaming your name while she cum? Did it feel the same?” You could tell you were hurting him. Good “Did you think of me? At any point? Was she all that you expected her to be?” His eyes were staring at you, tears were rolling down his cheeks and his lips were sealed “Tell me, was she worth it? Throwing away all these three years together? I truly hope she was, for your sake” your aggressiveness was slowing down “Lord knows that maybe I wasn’t enough” you said with a whisper.
“N-no no no no Y/N” Tom cried “Don’t say that, love. Don’t you ever say that” he throw himself on the floor, he was on his knees hugging your legs. His tears soaking up your sweatpants “You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I swear. And I know I have no excuse but please, babe, love, please” he held onto you tighter, voice breaking into shameless sobs that made it hard to hold back your own tears again “Forgive me, please. I’m an absolute idiot. I don’t deserve you but please let me make it up to you. I promise you we’ll get through this. I’ll be better, I’ll… fuck love. I don’t want to loose you. I love you so fucking much and not having you in my life will kill me” you knew he was saying the truth, but still… “Y/N you are the love of my life… please don’t..”
“Am I?” You asked quietly. Not daring to look at him while he cried at your feet “Am I really the love of your life?”
“And all my lives before this one and the ones to come” he said with little hope “I love you. I love you so fucking much Y/N”
You let out a breath and put your hands on his shoulders “Well you should’ve thought of that before”
Tom looked at you with bloodshot eyes “Y/N… please” he begged.
“I can’t” you said “I can’t believe anything you say Tom, how could I? You betrayed me. You’re hurting me” tears were coming out of your eyes again “Tom, I thought the world of you. I thought that maybe we’ll get married someday, that we’ll live in a big house with a bunch of kids and many many dogs and grow old together but…”
“We can still have all of that”
“No, we can’t” you said harshly “Not anymore” your voice broke.
“No no no, please Y/N” he said holding onto your hand “please, I can’t live without you”
“I can’t live without you either” you said looking into his eyes “But I will learn to” you let go of his hands and out of his grip, leaving him crying on the kitchen floor.
“I’m sorry” he said, looking up at you.
“Me too” and you closed your bedroom door.
Some of y'all really go from “I’ll have her back before 10, sir,” to “Your daughter calls me daddy too.”
Feel free to add any others
Tonight I exclusively exist for Tom Holland and Tom Holland only.
Tom Holland is the only man I trust.
“Why did he run away?”, Tony muttered to himself, confusion coursing through him, “Did you say something to him?”
You shook your head no, only seconds away from breaking down, “We were being goofs like usual”, you sniffled, “I don’t know what happened.”
He likes you and you friendzoned him is what happened, Tony thought to himself. He pulled you in a hug, patting your head sympathetically, “He’ll come around, ask him tomorrow okay?”
You nodded, heading to bed desolately. Tony dialled Peter’s number, sighing when he picked up at last.
“Where the hell did you go?”, he yelled at the kid, “I was getting worried there, underoos.”
“I - I’m sorry Mr Stark… It was too much”, he replied sadly, “she was talking about the wedding she wants to have… A - and I thought she wanted me to kiss her so I - but I misread the situation. So I ran away before she could tell if something was wrong.”
“I’ll excuse you for trying to kiss my daughter for now”, Tony said dryly, “I’m sorry, kid. Take your shot before it’s too late, yeah?”
“I’ll think about it.”
so i just had an emotional breakdown because my dumbass decided it would be fun to try on clothes. fast forward, im sobbing in my bed because half the shit wouldn’t fit me.
pls send in some consepts to discuss to get my mind off the fact that im a chubby bitch with zero emotional control.
I’m using watercolours as my medium to develop my Tom Holland portrait I’ve never did anything like this so yeah, this’s what I’ve got so far I’ve been working on it for about 3 to 4 hours and so far I got to this far. It’s 4 am in the morning here so I will make sure to finish this up tomorrow.
Hope you like it 😋🎨
☀️ Blurb Week! ☀️
I’m sick and stuffy, the weather here sucks booty, and my pupper scratched the living hekk out of my arms.
so let’s make us all feel better with a blurb week!
I’ll temporarily open up requests and write short little blurbies for you guys, since I have the itch to write but I don’t know what I want to write. So why not write for mah frens?
a few small tings:
- this will go until Sunday, February 29
- everything will be tagged as #leapyearblurbweek
- please don’t request any Starker/Thorki anything like that
- please know that I am doing this for fun. if your request doesn’t inspire me, or if you ask me to write about triggering/harmful/abusive situations, I may not write your request. this is a safe, fun space, and I’d like to keep it that way.
I will write for the following:
- Tom Holland
- Harrison Osterfield
- Harry Styles
- Dom Harrison (cough @devin-marie cough)
- Peter Parker
(If you don’t see someone on this list you want me to maybe write for, feel free to send me an ask anyway!!)
tagging mutuals for a sb: @angelic-holland @tomhollandd @farfromhaz @eeyore101247 @parkerpuff @devin-marie @worldoftom @hollandraul @thinkoutsidethebex @stuckonspidey @neverlandparker @mcuspidey @definitely-not-black-cat @thollandthot @euphoria-parker @madmadmilk @hazmyheart @blissfulparker @fairytaleparker @hey-its-grey @glowunderthemoon @spidey-swift @thirsttrapholland @talk-geek-to-me @marvelxholland @the-southernbelle @osterfield-holland-andcompany