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[cherthegoddess]

Then There Was You- Chapter Eight

Pairing: Tom HollandxScreenwriter!AssistantDirector!Reader

Summary: Y/n is a screenwriter for her first movie called Hurts so Bad where she meets Tom Holland who plays the male lead, William. The cast tries their best to push the two together. Will they be successful or will the two do the getting together on their own?

Warnings: This was written with a black reader in mind, but anyone can read it.

Word Count: 1.4K+

Author's Note: Hiiiiiii guysssss. I hope you aren't too mad that I basically disappeared for idk how many months. But alas a chapter! Life caught up to me yall. I'm soooo sorry. But I'm going to try to make more time.

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Chapter 8: 

Two weeks had passed since the incident and luckily the situation had blown over within the week. The two had continued to stay inside for their movie nights and hangouts. Lori left the last Friday and was truly a sad day for the girls. There were hugs and whispers of promising that they would see each other soon. Lori and Y/n did their handshaking before leaving each other. There were tears on her face and Tom with Supernatural and food for the rest of the weekend. Tom’s brothers and best friend were coming onto set today after coming into town yesterday. Y/n was nervous to meet the group and wanted to make a good impression. Though she was not dating Tom, she was Tom’s other best friend, they had gotten close fairly quickly and she didn’t want to lose their friendship because his family didn’t like her. Harrison was also going to stay on set to get back to the job of being his personal assistant. He was gone because he was finishing up a promo for a movie that he would be premiering in. She dressed better than usual today but also like she wasn’t trying too hard and it was the perfect excuse to wear her new Nike dunks that she’d been waiting weeks for. She was known around the set for having one of the best styles and was even getting recognized by celebrity bloggers. So, she was never worried about that. 

Tom and Ryan were currently in the middle of a scene and they were finally at the midpoint of the movie. It was very bittersweet because Y/n loved working with everyone on set and she didn’t want to leave them.  She promised herself that for the next movie, she’d be working on that she’d try to get the same crew because they were all such a joy to work with. Y/n was knocked out of her thoughts when she saw Tom’s eyes start to not focus on the scene in front of him but instead on something or someones behind Ryan. Y/n followed Tom’s gaze when he began laughing. There were three boys two that looked identical to Tom and one who was slightly taller than the other two boys. One held a sign saying, ‘Would you like a juice box? We don’t want you to get cranky :(” and the other two holding two six packs of juice boxes in the air waving.  Anxiety rose when she recognized them. Man, she hoped they liked her. Ryan C. had cut the scene by the time the three walked on set. He had just gotten done introducing him to Michael and Ryan, so the group was laughing when Tom caught Y/n’s eye. He smiled and waved her over. She got up from her seat and adjusted her jacket before walking over. She tried to put confidence on her face when she saw the group looking at her. “You must be Y/n the girl this Div can’t stop talking about-” Tom quickly interjects stopping Harry from talking. “I do not talk about her that much,” Everyone laughs slightly as Y/n’s face warms and Tom’s ears burn a bright red. “Anyway, like I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, It’s wonderful to meet you in person. And Tom was right you’re even more beautiful in person. If you ever get tired of waiting on this one to make a move, I’ll gladly ta-” Tom puts his hand quickly over his brother’s mouth as everyone laughs. Y/n ignored the warmth rising on her neck. “So Y/n don’t we have to leave in a bit so we can go out for lunch,” She nods, “Yup, we're going to my second favorite restaurant in ATL and your brother can take me to my first,” The group laughs at her comment as an assistant comes over to let them know that their car was there. 

When they finally made it to the restaurant and were seated, Y/n heard a familiar voice introducing themselves. “Parker! It’s so good to see you! I haven’t seen you since the last time I was here. How’s Liam and Avery,” A quick hug was shared between the two as Parker told Y/n about their kids. “You know those two little rascals, they’re still getting all A’s though so I’m proud of them. Avery still wants to be just like you when she grows up.” Y/n nods laughing. Everyone’s eyes are focused on the two speaking when Y/n notices their silence. “Sorry, guys lemme introduce you to one of my favorite people at Toast, Parker! They’ve been here since I’ve been coming here when I was working on my screenplay. They were even some inspiration for Tom’s character.” Everyone waves as Y/n finally sit down. “Well enough of my chattin’. Y/n I’m guessing you want your usual,” Y/n nods quickly. “What about everyone else?” Everyone tells Parker their order. “I’ll let Chef know that you’re out here as well. He was literally just talkin’ about how much he missed you.” Everyone thanks Parker as they begin to leave. “Y/n, when Tom said you pick the best restaurants, he wasn’t lying,” Harrison told her. “Yeah, as much as I like to say I don’t love food. I love food. I’ve been actually talking to some people about having a show reviewing restaurants around the country after the film,” Tom grabbed her hand that was laying on the table and squeezed it. “ Darling, you didn’t tell me anything about this,” Everyone nods (except for the twins and Harrison) in agreement. “Sorry, y’all I promise I was only going to tell you guys when things were becoming a bit final. I didn’t want to tell you all before and get your hopes up if it fell through. I didn’t even think that people would even want to listen to what I had to say let alone a whole show about it,” she said solemnly. “Y/n, love, anyone would love to hear what you have to say. Especially something you’re clearly so passionate about. It lights up your eyes whenever you talk about a restaurant you want to try.” Ryan and Micheal looked at each at the mention of Y/n’s name surprised to hear him say it. It meant, clearly, he was serious. “Y/n, I know we’ve just met but when you were explaining why you love this restaurant and food on the way over, I could taste every meal you talked about. You clearly have a knack for it, don’t ever worry about that. I’m excited for you and I’m watching every episode whenever it comes out.” Sam said sincerely. The table agreed as their plates were played out in front of them by Parker. “Thank you guys,” Y/n said after thanking Parker. She had a huge smile on her face at the comments they made feeling wayyy more confident about her show than before. She didn’t notice how Tom was looking at her, however. Like she hung the stars. Harrison had to kick him slightly under the table because he was staring too long. Y/n turned slightly asking if he was okay as Tom grunted. He said a quick yes. Y/n just barely missed Harrison whispering in Tom’s ear and his face turning beet red. She brushed it off as him doing something embarrassing that only Harrison saw. 

After 40 minutes of drinking, talking, and clearing plates, the Chef came out to greet them as they were paying the bill. “I hope you all enjoyed the food. Thank you all for coming and Jellybean thank you for bringing everyone here.” He said to Y/n as they hugged. “Anytime Uncle Virgil. I’ll probably be back here sometime this weekend. Gotta do some writing,” she said with a wink. She went back to Tom’s side as he put his arm around her shoulder. Virgil smiled as he watched. “You didn’t tell me you were bringing your boyfriend with you. I would’ve called your aunt over too. Your Pops didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend, I outta-” Y/n quickly interrupted, “Tom’s not my boyfriend Unc. We’re just friends I promise.” Virgil looked over at Ryan for confirmation asking her with his eyes why they weren't together when they clearly liked each other. She shrugged her shoulders. He looked back at Y/n. “Good because even though your father is my best friend, I will beat him up at any time.” The group laughed and the awkwardness quickly washed away. “Well, I’ll see you around kiddo, be safe out there, and good luck with that movie of yours. I love you!” The group waved goodbye and went into the car. They let Kill Bill play through the car before Tom finally spoke up. “Jellybean huh?”

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[lokisangstyteen]

Teeth {1/4}

[Warnings] Spy!Reader, Mafia!Tom Holland, Violence, Blood, Sexual Tension [Author note:] Hi guys! I've been gone too long and thought, what better way to pop in than to finish what I started? Enjoy! I write for anyone. Just feel free to send a request; with love, Loki. 692 words (Short little part one)

"Tell Carter to do it." "Y/N, Carter is a man. We need a woman to do this job, and you're our best agent available." Your boss sat behind his desk, leaning back in his seat. A slight sneer on your lips as he took a swing of that disgusting bourbon he claims is absolute gold. "So? I'm already on the job. Doing two at once could fuck up everything on both sides. I can't." You were trying your absolute hardest not to show your frustration. A two-year job put on hold for a quick intel mission? Anyone can do that. "Which is why you are no longer assigned to that job. Melissa is taking that over. So, yes, you can." He spoke without looking at you as he poured himself another shot. His 3rd one while in your presence, the next three, and he'll be slurring his words like a pig. If they could talk, that is. "What?. You gave my job to her? The job I've put two years of my time into?" By this point, you were well beyond annoyed. Even pissed off. Though you knew declining a mission wasn't on your list of things you can do.

"Yes. Now your mission is to find, seduce, and infiltrate the home of a suspected mobster. We need you to retrieve a file he no doubt has hidden. You're going to New York. Understood?" The expectant look in his eyes for you to simply obey made your eye twitch. Taking a quiet deep breath, you nod and leave the room without another word.

2 days later

Here you were, in a skin-tight dress, waiting for the man everyone knew as Tom Holland to show his face. You had gotten the intel from the agency, and they had even been oh so kind as to supply your dress for the night. It was gorgeous, you must admit; it stopped in the middle of your leg; a slit on the right side went all the way up to your hip and stopped. It was just the right amount of sexy and classy put together, the blackness of the color adding to the mysterious vibe they wanted you to deliver. Your goal is to catch his attention; this dress will do that.

It was definitely a bright night; while you stood outside looking at all the lights, everyone else was brushing past you, rushing into the club before it became too crowded, and they were forced to either finish drinking at home or travel around the city for another bar. Checking your purse, you fished out the fake ID they had given you to remain undercover and safe. Walking up to the bouncer, you flash your ID, and he surprisingly asks zero questions and steps aside so that you can enter, which provoked a sea of complaining from those waiting. Ignoring all the irritating voices, you walk in like you know what you're doing; truth be told, you honestly don't. The loud base of the music and stench of bodies writhing against each other has never been your kind of scene.

Pushing past the hands grabbing at you both on purpose and by accident, you make your way to the bar in the hope that you may end up spotting your target from the whole angle of the bottom floor it gives. Turning on the stool, you order a small glass of Bacardi. Considering you're in the rich part of town, it's a simple yet intelligent choice. Scanning the room, a hum escapes your lips, watching everyone dry humping each other because they're too intoxicated to find a goddamn bathroom or storage closet this place no doubt keeps unlocked for that sole purpose. Your face scrunches in annoyance at the fact you have to be here. That's when you feel the change in atmosphere, a suffocating stench of power and danger. You blink, trying to reign in the shaking of your hand. Frowning, you look around, trying to see if you can pinpoint the direction of the feeling. That's when you see him. Tom Holland, the man that rules New York. But wait...

Who's he with?

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[thedaredevilsgirl]

Could you do a frat Tom Halloween fic, where there is a customer party and he is dressed in something that shows off his muscles? Y/N hates him, but he keeps flirting with her all night, and he slowly wins her over, and then when she gives in, he's super cocky and arrogant and dominant. He makes her feel his muscles and then he makes her suck him off, and he's boasting while she chokes on his cock. And at the end, he cums on her face and makes her clean it all up and swallow it. :D

Couple Fantasy

Warnings: Use of offenses, Frat!Arrogant Tom and Smut (oral -man receiving, hair pulling)

Word count:1745

A/N: My first One shot after the break, hope everyone enjoys it.Forgive any grammatical errors, English is not my first language. All the love

"You have to go" your roommate says sitting down next to you a few minutes before class starts, she has spent the entire day trying to convince you to go to a Halloween party on Friday night.

"I don't see any reason to" is all you reply. You didn't want to sound ignorant or anything like that, you had just gotten out of a week of exams and wanted to spend that weekend resting "besides, I'm not going to that frat house even if my life depends on it".

"It's a great house you probably won't even meet him you know that, and there are several reasons to go like free alcohol, beautiful men in costumes, easy sex" She says raising a finger at every topic she says.

"That all sounds pretty cool, I don't even have a costume for it" you explain.

"But I do and I can lend it to you, there is a Black Cat one, my god you would look so beautiful like that, literally all eyes would be on you" she speaks excitedly "Please Y/N, these should be the best years of our lives, you have to come to the party, it will be fun".

She looks at you with puppy dog eyes which makes you laugh, but soon your expression turns serious when you hear his voice.

"I don't think Y/N even knows the meaning of the word fun" Tom says laughing.

"And I don't think you know what a private conversation is" you reply and your friend next to you just stares at the two of you and watches as they easily start another argument.

It all started in your first year at university, you met what you call the worst person in the world, Tom Holland. You competed against each other in everything and whenever you could, who would get the highest grade, who would do the best work, who would be the professor's favorite; besides that his arrogance irritated you deeply. It was something silly that neither of them even knew why it existed, but neither was willing to give in, so it kept repeating itself. If her life were a superhero movie Tom would be her greatest enemy.

"Don't be so rude kitten, I'm just telling your friend that you don't know how to have fun" Tom speaks with a cocky smile.

"First off, don't call me a kitten, I'm not one of your fiancées, second I'm just avoiding running into your ugly face and ruining my whole weekend".

"Owwnt, it's so cute you see how I bother you so much, it's actually really good that you're not going, I don't want all my guests to die of boredom having to talk to you" he says before leaving.

"I think he likes you" Is the first thing your friend says when you are finally alone again.

"Eww, gross" you make a disgusted face "you know what, I think I'll go to this party, having the pleasure of annoying Holland will be great" you say and your friend celebrates happily.

•─────✧─────•─────✧─────•

Your friend was absolutely right when she said that the black cat costume would look beautiful and that all eyes would be on you. At least 15 people turned to look at you when you entered the house.

One of those people was Tom, he was talking to a girl who was part of another fraternity, but his attention was easily switched to the entrance of the party as soon as you arrive, it seemed that he could only focus on you in that black costume.

He waits for the moment your friend leaves you alone to go dancing and finally walks over to you.

"That's quite a coincidence isn't it?" Tom says behind you making you startle.

"I don't know what..." You start to say until you notice that he was dressed as Spiderman "Really?" You ask rolling your eyes.

"Like I said a big coincidence, I mean spider man and black cat, people will think we are wearing a couple costume" The mask he wore covered his entire face, but you were sure there was a smile underneath it.

"Holland, no one will think we're wearing a couple's costume, because everyone at this university knows I'd rather be dead than dating you."

"Nice couple costume" a person in a pirate costume who was walking by says to the two of you making you sigh to contain your anger.

"I think they already have, kitten" Tom says removing his mask.

"I told you not to call me that, I'm not your pussycat" she says irritated.

"That's not what your fantasy is saying kitten" he says the last word slowly only because he knew it would piss her off even more "I'm sure you figured out what fantasy I was going to wear just to come along, or you saw it in one of the many dreams you have about me".

"Of course, I dream about you every night, about how I'm going to snap your neck without pity.

You start to walk away with the intention of going to look for your friend, but Tom holds your hand and doesn't let you go.

"I guess this is fate, you know? I mean, the two of us showing up here dressed like this, don't you think?" He says in a lower voice.

"Actually I think you're an idiot," is all you reply.

"And I think we should do that night again, you know what I'm talking about."

You knew very well what he was talking about. About a month ago, at another party, you and Tom ended up drinking too much and having another one of your arguments, but that argument ended in a different way, the two of you ended up kissing and having sex.

"That will never happen again, we were both drunk, drunk people do stupid things."

He walks over to you and leans in to whisper in your ear "You seemed sober enough to moan my name" a shiver runs down your body, he smiles knowing exactly the reaction he had caused in you and pulls away before continuing to speak "A girl told me today that my muscles looked amazing in this costume, what do you think? Since you liked them so much last time, I think there are still some of your fingernail marks on them."

Your gaze goes down his body admiring how he looked in the blue and red outfit, you bite your lower lip trying to stop your mind from remembering everything you had done that night.

"You are an idiot" you say angrily trying to disguise that you were actually thinking about that crazy idea.

"And you look beautiful dressed like that, I would be very sad if someone else took those clothes off of you" he says and smiles, walking away then leaving you alone.

•─────✧─────•─────✧─────•

The next few hours passed with you and Tom exchanging glances from a distance. You felt his gaze on your body as you danced with your friends, and you tried to be discreet every time you looked at him, admiring how good he really looked in that outfit.

You were really thinking about giving in, you needed it, you couldn't stand to keep it inside anymore.

He walks toward you and stops only to whisper in your ear, "You know where to find me," and goes up the stairs.

You wonder for a while if you should really do that and give in to his temptation. In the end you were walking up the stairs to the end of the hallway where you knew Tom's room was.

When you open the door it takes only a few seconds for Tom to realize it was you and kiss you, trapping your body between him and the door.

"I knew you would come" he whisper before kissing her again.

"I'm not here because I like you" you say and he chuckles before moving his kisses down to your neck exactly at the point he knew you would like.

"No, but you are here because you need me" he lets a bite run down your skin.

He moves away from you unzipping his costume along with his boxer shorts before sitting down on he bed.

"On your knees" is all he says and you quickly obey "good girl, you know what to do".

You hold his member in your hand and run your thumb slowly over the head before placing it in your mouth, you listen as he lets out a short sigh of pleasure, you take it out of your mouth only to run your tongue slowly over the entire length and then repeat again just to tease him.

"Don't tease me" he says seriously holding your hair making you look at him.

"Or what?" You says as a challenge.

"Or I will make you sorry, I will touch you, but every time you are about to cum I will stop, I will take you to your limit so many times you will cry baby, so no teasing" That's all he says.

You put him back in your mouth, this time with his hands in your hair guiding you all the time.

"Look at you, obedient girl, you don't even look like you're always acting like a bully to me" he teases you "imagine if all the people at college knew how beautiful you look sucking my cock right now honey" you moan "oww, you like it when I talk to you like this, if I had known that's all it took for you to treat me right I would have made you suck my cock long before now".

You were feeling how you were getting wetter and wetter with those words and you were enjoying that, you hoped that after that he would finally fuck you.

"Fuck Y/N, I'm close" Tom says with a faltering voice and you speed up his movements putting as much as you can into your mouth and touching him with your hand to the part where your mouth couldn't reach.

In a few minutes he is coming in your mouth, with his head thrown back and a loud moan coming from you. When he recovers from his orgasm he finally looks up into her face and sees a drop on the corner of her mouth, he runs his thumb over it to wipe it away before placing it between his lips.

He holds her hair and makes her look at his face again.

"I hope you're ready for me, because I'm not done with you yet kitten."

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[parkerpeter24]

slicked back

Pairing ➳ tom holland x reader

Word count ➳ 0.8k

Warnings ➳ NSFW, pwp, oral (female recieving), this is filthy, so read at your own risk, fluff.

Summary ➳ maybe there is a reason behind tom’s excessively gelled hair

“babe, you all ready?” tom’s voice sounded from the bedroom of your hotel suite in monaco. you had travelled down to monté carlo with the boys for the grand prix this year. tom had been really excited for it and you couldn’t deny, you all were having a blast.

you spent your afternoon on a yatch, gazing at the beautiful scenery and drinking champagne. it was a dream, everyone seemed really happy, especially harrison whom you caught basically skipping around in the adjoining common room.

but now it was time for dinner. you all had decided to go to a restaurant for dinner before attending another event related to the F1 race. you were tired from all the previous activities but still here you were, applying mascara to your eyelashes, evening it out before you called out to your boyfriend.

“yeah, just a sec!” you replied, voice echoing from the white tiles adorning the hotel bathroom. finally you walked out to the bedroom where tom was sitting on the bed casually scrolling through his phone, “i’m here!” you announced with a grin.

tom’s face lit up with a smile as soon as he looked at yours but that smile soon disappeared when he raked his eyes down your red dress. it was a flowy gown that accentuated your curves and made you feel beautiful in your skin. you blushed slightly, watching his jaw drop in awe and eyes slightly wide. though he seemed to snap out of his daze a minute later, putting his phone away and getting off the bed, “wow, darling, you look... absolutely stunning!” his voice sounded breathless, making you chuckle.

you moved towards him, placing your hands flat against his chest, “you look really good yourself, honey.” he smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist, leaning down to kiss you.

you moved your hand to the back of his hair, careful to not mess up the perfectly gelled curls. his hands slid down to your ass, tilting his head for a better access to your lips. you smiled into the kiss when he bit onto your lower lip, but that smile dissipated as his tongue slid into your mouth.

you moved apart after a minute to take a deep breath, due to the lack of oxygen, but tom wasted no time planting his lips on your neck and placing a few kisses, gliding one strap of your dress past your shoulder. he bit onto your skin making you gasp, “look so pretty in this dress, love” he mumbled against your skin, you letting out a content sigh in response, “i wanna taste you before dinner.”

and with that he backed you into the nearest wall, “we don’t have much time though.” you breathed out, blushing at his comments. he gave you a nod before going straight on his knees, lifting your dress up carefully until it bunched up near your waist.

he adjusted himself and started placing kisses up your inner thigh, skipping your core, doing the same with the other. his finger hooked to the side of your panties, pushing the fabric to the side, “gonna make a mess out of that tight little cunt, my darling.”

you bit your lip in anticipation, letting out soft whimpers, wanting him to do something, something to get you a relief from the aching between your legs, “t-tom, please” as soon as those words leave your mouth, tom’s lips are on your clit, sucking and licking. he glides his tongue up and down your slit, making you moan out loudly as your hand flings to tug at his hair instinctively.

his tongue worked wonders against your core, switching between placing kitten licks all over your sensitive skin and sucking harshly at your clit, making you scream out his name, begging for more. he hummed softly against your skin, sending vibrations throughout your body.

“fuck, tom, i’m c-close” you moaned out in pleasure, tugging at his hair to pull him even closer. he picked up on that and complied, nuzzling his face deeper into your core making you tip over the edge as you cursed under your breath.

he slowed down eventually, holding your thighs apart when you tried to close them. your grip on his hair loosened after a moment and he pulled away, adjusting back your clothes and smoothing out your dress before moving back up on his feet.

your eyes were still closed from tom’s previous maneuvers, “you okay, love?” he cooed, lips brushing against yours. you just hummed in response, pulling him in for another kiss, tasting yourself on his lips. he caressed your cheek with one hand while the other worked on fixing the strap of your dress.

giggling softly, you pulled back and looked over his face, finally opening your eyes. his brown orbs were swimming with adoration now as he looked at your tired expression, his lips curled into a small smile as he pulled you closer and hair a complete mess.

you had absolutely ruined his hairstyle, but it had completely been worth it. you smiled softly at him, trying to tame the mess of a brown curls on top of his head, “your hair’s all messy...”

“eh” he clicked his tongue, “nothing some more gel can’t fix.”

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I got a sudden burst of inspiration and this was the result. I did write this on my phone so sorry if the formatting is weird. I also may or may not have edited it at a restaurant so there might be a few mistakes.

Tom holland x reader

WARNING: 18+

One thing (out of the many things) you loved about Tom was that he could last pretty long in bed. Like “2 or 3 rounds before he was exhausted” long. And usually you could finish a couple times with Tom’s help which was a nice change of pace from previous relationships. But something felt off today.

You noticed right away that Tom wasn’t his usual self when he came home from his full day meetings. Normally he would announce his presence, coo something at Tessa, and rush to find you somewhere in the house. But when he came home today, there was no announcement, Tess only got a scratch on the head, and he went straight to the bathroom to get a shower.

After he finished showering, he found you in the living room watching reruns from one of your regular shows. He simply plopped down on the couch and put his head on your shoulder. After sitting awhile with just the sound of the tv in the background, Tom finally mumbled a sentence into your shoulder.

“Sorry for being so grumpy.”

He turned his body towards you and slung an arm across your waist, still keeping his head buried in your neck.

“It’s alright. Are you okay?”

You ran your fingers through his still wet curls, knowing that he loved the feeling of you playing with his hair.

“Yeah, just had a bad day.”

Deciding to not press any further you grabbed the remote and put on a movie. As the night drew on, Tom was slowly reverting back to his usual self, making small comments about the movie just to make you laugh, calling Tessa up on the couch, and cuddling with you under your blanket.

Next thing you know, you are laying on the couch, Tom hovering above you, kissing that spot on your neck that always gives you chills. Tessa had long since retired and you and Tom started to make your way to bed, movie still playing, drinks untouched, and your snacks still strewn on the coffee table.

Which brings you to now, arms and legs wrapped around Tom as he pumps into you, your shirts sticking to your skin since you were too impatient to take it off, and breathy moans leaving your lips. Getting tired of the position, you unattached yourself from Tom’s body and flipped to your hands and knees, taking your shirt off in the process. You were now in Tom’s favorite position. Not only can he admire your ass in all it’s glory, but he can now easily hit that spot that makes you lose it every time.

As Tom started his pace again, you fell to your elbows as you felt him angle it just right. As the noise of you and Tom’s moans filled the room you could feel yourself getting a little closer to your climax. This is where you or Tom would normally add some extra stimulation by stroking your clit or grabbing a vibrator. But before you could even reach a hand down there, Tom suddenly started quickening his pace, letting out a curse.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum.”

Letting out a whine you start to rub your sensitive bud in an attempt to catch up, but it was too late.

“Fuck!”

His loud moan rang through the air as he slammed into you one last time, grabbing your hips tight as his orgasm ran through him. Panting, he slowly came down from his high, feeling the exhaustion hit him. You chuckled a little from how long it was taking him to recover before he pulled out and fell flat on the bed.You get up to use the restroom, fully expecting and accepting the night’s end. As you pee and clean yourself up, you suddenly hear Tom shout to you from your bed.

“Wait, did you cum?”

Tom was now laying under the covers, eyes half closed as he let out a yawn. Turning the light off, you grab a shirt from off the floor and snuggling under the covers.

“No, but it’s fine. You had a long day.”

Tom, with a burst of sudden energy, sat up and ripped the covers off you. You shivered from the sudden change in temperature as you protested. Sitting up, you curled up in an attempt to retain your heat.

“No, I’m not going to sleep until you cum.” He went to pull at the hem of your shirt but you quickly grab his hands to stop him.

“Tom it’s okay, really. You’re exhausted, go to bed.”

Ignoring you and the shirt, he jumped out of bed, grabbed your ankles, and tugged them towards him, making you lay flat in your back. A playful squeal left your mouth at the sudden movement, turning into an airy chuckle as he started to kiss up your legs. Once he made his way to your upper body, he slid his hands under your shirt, feeling the curve of your waist, and gave your breast a playful squeeze. You were giggling as he attached his lips to yours, moving your hands to the back of his head and his shoulder.

Slowly, Tom ran his hands down your back, traveling to your ass and down the back of your thighs. Breaking his lips from yours, he gave your jaw a quick kiss as he made his way back down your body. He grabbed the back of your knees, bent them, and moved them apart slightly to make room for his head. Now laying on his stomach, you could feel the ghost of his mouth on your inner thighs, feeling his breath tickle your skin. He gave your thigh one last kiss before diving in, licking a broad stripe up your center before turning his attention to you clit. He gave a few small licks before he attached his mouth to it, sending a shiver up your spine, and making you instinctively move your hands down to grab his. You gripped his hands as you tiled your head back, letting out a hum at the feeling of his mouth against you.

When he grabbed the vibrator out of your side table, you’ll never know, but he quickly put it to good use, setting it to a lower speed and moving it to your clit as his mouth traveled to your entrance. His tongue explored for a bit before he unattached his mouth and moved to push a finger inside. You moaned his name as he turned to vibrator up to a higher speed, bringing you a little closer to your climax. It wasn’t until he entered another finger into you and turned up the vibrator one last time that you finally reached your orgasm. You swore as tremors ran through your body, sensitivity soon kicking in as the vibrations continued. You quickly grabbed Tom’s hand, letting him knew that he could remove the vibrator and his fingers. Tossing the vibrator to the side, he crawled up to kiss you one last time before collapsing on the bed once again.

After you caught your breath, you turned to Tom ready to thank him, but quickly discovered that he was already asleep. Giving a quiet laugh, you set the vibrator aside to clean later, turned off the light, pulled the covers over you and Tom, and snuggled in for the night.

You’ll have to thank him in the morning.

#tom hollandxreader #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland smut #tom holland blurb #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland imagines #tom holland fic

[piscesparker]

Hey!!😊 Could you write some angst with the reader not telling tom that she has been feeling sick while his away because she just hates depending on others?

Surprise Surprise T.H

Warnings: mentions of vomiting, angst-ish and fluff to finish it off.

rich kid!tom

For the third time this morning you padded towards the bathroom to hurl your guts out, you've been feeling a bit sick for the past couple of mornings but unfortunately your boyfriend wasn't here to take care of you. Tom was half way around the world on a business meeting and you didn't want to bother him or anyone for that matter.

After taking some meds you went back to bed, thinking that it must be a stomach bug. Just as you were about to doze off your phone started vibrating and it was none other than your loving boyfriend wanting to facetime you. "How's my favourite person doing?" Tom beamed as you answered his call, "Not well apparently." He answered on you behalf seeing you lying in bed. "You okay?"

"I'm fine Tom, it's just a stomach bug." You reassured him, "How was your meeting?" He went on to tell about his day, occasionally asking if you were okay and you kept on reassuring him you were even though you weren't; you didn't want to bother him while he was busy. "If you'd like, I could send Harry to get you some soup or something?" It was now getting on your nerves,"Tom I said I'm fine! I don't need anyone's help!" You yelled at him before cutting the call abruptly and shoving your face in your pillow, closing your eyes and getting the long awaited rest you needed.

It had been three days since you last spoke to Tom, you were feeling better but thinking that he would be mad at you based on how you ended the call last time. You were currently in kitchen whipping up a meal for yourself when the sound of the door being unlocked caught you attention, "Darling?" Tom called out softly, dropping off his bags and engulfing you in a hug the moment he saw you. "I was so worried." He whispered in your hair, making you once again reassure him that you were.

"I even sent Harry with your favourite soup but he told me you didn't open door, you have to tell me what's going on love." You remembered when Harry had kept knocking but you ignored him because you were crying your eyes out. "Come here." You told him, leading him to the couch, "I wanted to tell you the morning you call but I was too scared of how you'd react."

"You're scaring me Y/n, what's wrong?"

You took a deep breath before you began,"I'm pregnant." It was the silence that fell when with Tom's face that made your heart race.

"Tom?" You called him out of his trance.

"Is it true?" You nodded, getting up and getting the the proof, the pregnancy stick that confirmed that you were, in fact the mother of his child. Tom didn't say anything he just smiled and pecked you lips pulling you in his embrace. "So you're not mad?"

"Mad? Love I'm so happy! Now I have one more person to spoil!" He exclaimed, making you laugh. He got down on his knees and lifted up you shirt and kissed you stomach which happened to tickle you, "Daddy's gonna love you so much!" He whispered, "You know, I was waiting for later, but since we're giving each other surprises..." he trailed off and took out a velvet box out of his pocket, "Y/n..." he began, opening the box and revealing the most beautiful ring you had ever seen and before Tom could continue you gave him the answer he wanted, "Yes."

"And that's is all I ever want." He slipped on the ring, promising never to leave you or your little one ever.

a/n: this is so terrible, here's your un-see juice 🧃

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[fluffyseapancakes]

Livestream

Hello hello wonderful people! I am (kind of) back from my hiatus. A lot has changed since the last time I was on here, but in a good way. I moved out of an abusive situation, found a job I love, made new healthy friends, and all around, in such a better place than before. I’ll explain more in future posts, but for now, I’m going to try writing and find my love for it again. Thank you everyone for being so patient and supportive through all of this, I love you all <3 

You have some time left to spend while on set of the new Spiderman movie. After finding Tom doing a livestream, you decide to join in and some giggles ensues.

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“Okay Y/N, you’re all set for this scene. We’ll call you when it’s time to shoot your next one,” the production assistant smiles at you. You wipe the sweat off your forehead and smile back.

“Awesome, when will that be?”

“Let me check the call sheet…,” she checks a piece of paper and scans through the list of names and times, “looks like you have five hours of downtime.”

“Great,” you groan, “the one day I forgot my Switch at home.”

You roam through the set, stopping to chat with some of your costars and crew. Everyone seems to be particularly busy today, so most conversations are cut short and you find yourself by the trailers. You head towards your trailer to take a nap and mope, but then you notice that Tom’s door is cracked open.

“I haven’t talked to him in a while.”

You happily bound up the stairs and slowly open the door, you see Tom sitting on his couch with his phone in his hand. He is chatting away with someone and before you can quickly leave without bothering him, he smiles at you and pats the empty seat next to him.

“Y/N! What a surprise!”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“Oh no worries, I’m doing a livestream. Come join!”

You smile shyly and take the seat next to him, he snuggles up closer to you so you’re in frame of the livestream. You see a flood of comments filled with heart emojis and you blush at some of them.

Y/N and Tom are so cute together!

Sooooo jealous of Y/N

I ship them so hard!

“What brings you over here today Y/N?”

You snap out of your thoughts and shrug awkwardly, “I have a couple hours to waste and didn’t have anything to do.”

“Well lucky for you, my livestreams are a wonderful form of entertainment,” he jokingly says, he wraps his arm behind your back and gives you a squeeze, “and it’s always fun with a guest.”

Tom continues chatting about the new Spiderman movie and the shenanigans that happens behind the scenes. He is a lot better with not revealing spoilers and carefully avoids any dangerous questions asked by curious fans. You quietly sit there, making a few comments and answering some embarrassing questions about Tom.

“Well you guys, I’m going to wrap up soon,” Tom pats you on the head, “thanks Y/N for being my guest today.”

“It was fun, I’ve never seen a livestream before so it was really cool,” you giggle. Tom looks at you in shock.

“You mean…you’ve never seen any of my livestreams?” He dramatically puts his hand to his chest.

“No, I never had time,” you blush, “I hear you talk all the time anyways.”

“My friend not supporting my livestreams…I think a punishment is in order.” The chat explodes at his words.

Oooo Y/N is in trouble!

take Y/N’s phone lol

tickle Y/N!

“That might work,” you hear Tom mutter under his breath. Before you can stand up to run, he grabs your arm and wrestles you down so he has you trapped between his legs, all while still holding his phone with his other hand.

“Tom,” you whine, trying to get out of his grasp, but all the training for him to becoming Spiderman has given him some freakishly strong legs.

“This is for not being my #1 fan,” he smirks, immediately scribbling at your ribs. You jerk and let out a loud squeal, you try to block his hand but it was useless. He expertly squeezes your sides and lightly scribbles across your stomach, you give up fighting back and scream with a resigned laughter.

“It’s all good Evans, I won’t kill Y/N,” Tom laughs, suddenly digging into your stomach, causing you to scream even louder. Chris must’ve sent out a comment in the chat.

“T-Tom I’m sor-rry!” You barely manage to scream out, your laughter gets even more frantic as he moves back up to your ribs.

“Will you join my livestreams every day for next week?” He smugly asks.

“E-every day?!”

“Or I can tickle you until they call you for set,” his fingers wiggle between each rib and he leans his head down to nibble on your neck. You’re laughing too hard to be flustered by his approach.

“F-fine! I’ll d-do it!”

“Yay!” Tom lets you go and you collapse onto the floor in a fit of giggles, “On that note, catch Y/N and me livestreaming tomorrow!” He ends the stream and laughs at you being a giggly mess.

“T-that was mean,” you gasp out.

“It was fun,” he leans down and ruffles your hair, you blush and playfully swat his hand away.

“For you,” you giggle.

“I don’t recall you telling me to stop,” Tom cheekily shoots back, your face burns bright red and before you can come up with an excuse or comeback, the trailer door opens slowly. Zendaya pokes her head in and smiles at you two.

“I’m going on an ice cream run, wanna come?”

“Yes!” You jump up and practically run out of the trailer, you hear Tom chuckling behind you and Zendaya looking confused.

“Did something happen between you two?” she asks.

“Y/N was in their first livestream.”

She lets out a laugh and shakes her head, “poor kid, don’t scare them off okay?”

Tom watches you jogging to Zendaya’s car, he smiles and shakes his head.

“Don’t worry, I think Y/N will fit in just fine.”

#tom holland x reader #ticklish!reader #tickle fic #sfw #tickle #Tickling #spider-man #tom hollandxreader #back from hiatus

[cherrytdatt]

Cold Nights

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Word count: ~4k

Summary: He loves the pub quiz night. She is a waitress in his favorite pub. The rest you already know.

A/N: this is the fluffiest I can get. Tell me if you liked. Oh! And tell me if you noticed any physical description.

Tom was excited about tonight. Like he was about every quiz night at the pub. He loved hanging out with his family and friends, and his competitive side always loved when they win.

"So...pub quiz...tonight...can we go to another bar? I found one not far from here and it looks cool," Harrison said, sitting on the couch on the opposite side where Tom was.

"It's okay for me," Harry said from the other couch, looking away from his notebook.

"I don't know, mate. I like our local pub. I don't wanna go to another one where I don't know who is the owner or the hosts," he explained. "Besides, the people in our local pub are used to us. When we go to another one people get all weird...you know?" he finished.

"Sure...and you saying this has nothing to do with the fact that you want to see Y/N because you fancy her since she started working at Ernie's?" Harry quipped with a playful smile.

"Shut up, man," Tom said, trying not to smile at the mention of the girl, but failing.

"Are you for real? I thought we were over this," Harrison laugh, looking between them.

"You divs. I just don't wanna go to another pub. Y/N has nothing to do with it," he said, still trying to control his smile.

"That's not what your face is saying," Harry said, drinking from his beer.

"Seriously, mate. Why you don't talk to her? She's always nice to you, more than she is with us. Maybe she's into you too," Harrison shrugged. "Besides you're a movie star, she would never say no to you," Tom rolled his eyes.

"I don't want her to go out with me because I'm famous," Tom said.

"Oh! But then you want her to go out with you?" Harry laugh.

"You two are idiots," Tom got up of the couch.

"Let's make a bet," Harrison said, making Tom stop and turn back to look at him. "If we lose tonight, you talk to her," he offered.

"W-what... what are you talking about? Why would I agree with that?" he laughed.

"Because if you don't talk to her, I will," Harrison said nonchalantly. "I mean...she's cute and nice...at least I would have a great time."

"What? You can't do this," Tom protested.

"And why is that?" Harrison said with a mischievous smile.

Fuck. He should've kept his mouth shut. "B-because..." Tom tried to think of a reason that didn't involve him confessing his interest in the girl. "Fine!" he gave up. "If we lose tonight, I talk to her," he agreed, offering his hand to seal the deal.

"Great!" Harrison said, shaking Tom's hand.

"I bet she'll turn him down," Harry said, earning an annoyed expression from his brother.

~

The pub quiz night was the best day of the week for you. Of course you had to work double, but you got so many tips. It worth it. Plus, you really enjoyed seeing all those people fighting to have their team name on the wall for a week.

"Y/N?! Why are you here so early?" your work friend, Jake, asked, entering the pub.

"I helped Ernie open the bar today," you said, cleaning the counter.

"Oh! How are you?" he went behind the bar and hugged you.

"I'm good. You?"

"Great. I just had an amazing day off, that I spent doing nothing with my cute boyfriend, so..." he said with a dreaming face.

"Please, can you get me one of those?" you joked.

"Weren't you dating that Kyle guy?" he asked confused.

"Please, that was two months ago, and he was a jerk," you said, returning to clean the counter.

"No way! Why you didn't tell me?" he said, moving things and setting the bar for the night.

"Eh...it wasn't a big deal," you shrugged.

"Anyways... I'm sorry babes," he said with a pout. "But hey! Today is pub quiz night. The pub will be full...who knows what can happen," he smiled, wiggling his brows. "Oh!!! You know who would be good?! That blonde boy that always comes with his friends. They won two weeks ago," he said animatedly. "To be honest, anyone from that table would be good," he laughed.

"You're crazy," you smiled at him.

"Yeah... I can be, but that table is yours if they show up," he pointed at you with a smile.

~

Soon the pub was packed and you were running from one side to another, serving pints of beer and food. You knew almost everyone who attended to puz quiz night since it was a local and small pub so, be nice to them was natural.

"Hey, look who's here," Jake pointed at the door, bringing your attention to the group of boys that were entering the pub.

"Shut up, Jake," you said, biting your lip and trying to hide a smile.

"That table it's yours! I just informed the others," he said, already leaving.

"What?" you asked, but he was gone. You waited a minute to see if anyone would take their order, but none of the others came even near their table. They were chatting happily, not even noticing that no one took their order. You took a deep breath, defeated, taking your pad from your pocket, and walking to the table. Suddenly, you felt very self-conscious about talking to them. Thanks for that, Jake.

"Goodnight, guys. How are you doing?" you asked, standing by their table and they stopped talking. Harrison covered a laugh with his hand, elbowing Tom, that was by his side.

"Hey, Y/N. We're good. How are you?" Harry said.

"I'm great," you smiled. "Are you guys ready to order?"

"Yep. Five pints, three fish n' chips, and two burgers,"  he said with a smile.

"Okay. I'll be right back," you said, smiling at them one more time and leaving the table. You walked to the bar, telling their order to Ernie.

"So... how did it go?" Jake asked while you waited for the middle aged man to hand you the beers.

"Oh! Great. Do you see the boy with brown hair?" you asked, and Jake nodded. "He's my boyfriend now. I think he's gonna propose to me soon," you said, sarcastically, and Jake rolled his eyes.

"You can joke whatever you want, but he's actually looking at you like he will propose soon," he said, a victorious smile appearing in his face when you turned your head to look at the boy with hopeful look. "So, he's the one you want. And I thought the blonde was more your type," he was laughing now.

"You are an idiot," you said to him, leaving with the five beers.

 "Hey, everyone!" Emily, the pub quiz's host, said on the microphone, getting everyone's attention. "I'm your host, Emily," she said with a big smile. "Is everyone ready for tonight's quiz?" she asked, and some people cheered. "You guys know that tonight is the quiz night, right? Some people seem confused," she joked, and they laughed. "I'm gonna ask again. Is everyone ready for tonight's quiz?" she asked more excited, and people cheered louder. "Great. Tonight's theme is football, more precisely, FIFA World Cup," people cheered again. "So... good luck to everyone, I hope you're ready to exercise your brains...or just get drunk," she joked.

~

The night went on with the rounds, and questions, and people got more and more excited and drunk. Sometimes you stopped, laughing at some joke or innocent arguments that the players were having. Sometimes you helped the people you were serving, cause you were nice, and you didn't like to see people struggling with the wrong answer.

"...you're just stupid man. I'm telling you, Ronaldo was the last one to score at the final," Harrison said when you approached their table.

"Why are you being like this? It was not! You just want us to lose!" Tom whisper yelled at him.

You took their empty bottles, replacing them for full ones. They looked up, noticing you, Tom's eyes went wide.

"I think he is right," you said to Harrison, pointing to Tom.

"Thank you," Tom looked at Harrison with a triumphant smile, and Harrison just rolled his eyes. "Can you tell us who it was... the last one?" Tom asked quietly, after a few seconds. His smile was gone because he didn't know the right answer too.

You looked from one side to another, checking if anyone could hear you, while the boys looked at you with hopeful eyes. "It was Dunga. A brazilian player," you whispered, making the boys smile.

"Are you sure?" Harrison asked not fully convinced.

"Prety much," you smiled.

"Fine, let's put him then," he agreed.

"I owe you guys a beer if I'm wrong," you said and walked away.

"Okay! Our time's up," Emily said, and everyone stopped writing their answers. "Oliver will collect your answers now. You may wat to tweet about how bad you did," Emily joked. As soon as Oliver finished collecting the answers, she was back at the microphone. "So let's see the answers now," she said with a smile. She read the seven first questions between cheers and mop from the players. "Question number eight," she said and you stopped at the bar, listening to the question you had helped the boys with. "Who was the last player to score at the last game in 1994's World Cup?" she waited for a second. "Dunga. He was the captain of the Brazilian team," she said and you smiled, searching for the boys in the crowd. Tom was looking at you with a sweet smile, and you felt your stomach fluttering. Harry followed his brother's eyes, seeing that they were on you. He said something, and everyone at the table looked at you, making Tom hide his face, annoyed. You tried to ignore that, resuming to take orders and serve beers.

A few minutes after that, you saw one of the boys signaling to you. "Hey," you said with a smile, when you got to their table. “Do you guys need anything?" you asked softly.

"How did you know that?" Sam asked without even waiting for anyone to say something.

"I watch a lot of football," you said with a grin.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Tuwaine joked, and you two laughed. "No, but seriously, do you?" he said with a serious face, but you knew he was joking.

"No, I don't," you said with a laugh. "But I have to warn you, watching football it's probably my only quality," you fake whispered to him, cupping your mouth with one hand.

"I don't care. I take it," he said.

"Hey! Get in line, man," Hary said to Tuwaine. "Tom saw her first," he joked and you felt your cheeks getting hotter.

"SHUT UP, HARRY," Tom yelled at his brother, which only made everyone laugh even more. "Jesus! I'm sorry," he said, looking at you. "They are idiots who don't know how to behave," he apologized.

"It's okay," you said with an awkward smile. "So what do you guys need?" you said after a few seconds in silence, the boys holding a laugh. They made their order and you left.

"I'm gonna kill you!" Tom said when you left, but you still could hear him.

~

Almost an hour later the quiz ended, and the boys lost. "Can I do this another day, please?" Tom pleaded, but all the boys shake their heads no.

"You're doing this today. We made a deal, and you shook my hand!" Harrison said.

"But look at her...she looks tired, and you guys already annoyed her today," he said, pointing at you, serving another group a few tables from them.

"She's not annoyed! You're annoyed. She was laughing with us. You were the only grumpy one," Sam said.

"Mate, If you don't talk to her, I'm the next one in line. Get it together," Tuwaine said, jokingly. Tom stared at them for a few more seconds. "Well, I'm going then..." Tuwaine started getting up.

"NO!" Tom said, pushing him back. "I'll go," he said, defeated. "Divs..." he groaned, getting up.

You were going to the bar, and Tom felt a little relieved. At least, if you rejected him, he won't have a crowd around. He ran his hand through his hair anxiously. "Hey..." he said, leaning on the counter by your side.

"Hi!" you said, looking at him with a smile. "I'm sorry. Do you guys need something? I didn't see you calling me," you said, looking at his table.

"No. We're okay," he said, clearing his throat. "Hum...to be honest, I...um...I kind of made a bet with them," he pointed at his table, and your eyes glanced at them. They were all looking at you two, smiling, and then looked away, noticing you.

"A bet?" you asked confused.

"Yeah...that I would...um...if we lost...I would ask you out," he said, rubbing his hands together. You were so confused. You were a bet to them? I mean, you knew you weren’t insanely hot, but you weren't ugly either. At least, that was what you thought. But now, you needed someone to lose a bet to ask you out? That was new. "Oh NO! No no no! Not like that!" Tom said, noticing the weird look on your face. "It's not because you're ugly or something like that," he was a disaster. "Actually, I think you're very very pretty..." he rambled on and you smiled a little. "But I never had enough courage to ask you out. So they said that, if we lost today, I would have to talk to you," he explained. "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at this," he said with an apologizing smile. "You can say no, we're good," he said.

You looked at him, and them to the boys, who were watching the interaction. "Your friends made you do this?" you asked, perpetuating his agony for a few more seconds.

He nodded. "They are idiots, I know," he said.

You looked at him again. Ever since you started working here, you knew the boys. And since your first pub quiz night, you always wanted to talk to Tom. But life went on, and you settle to admire him from afar. "I work almost every night, and the nights I'm not working, I have to study," you said.

"I understand," he said with a sad face, looking at his feet, preparing himself to leave, humiliated.

"But..." you started again, and he stopped, looking at you again. "I finish here at eleven-thirty. If you wanna go out later," you said with a smile. "We can go eat something," you shrugged.

He smiled, a look between doubt and hope in his face. "Are you sure? You don't have to do this because of them," he said, making sure you wanted to go out with him.

"I'm sure if you're sure," you said.

"I've never been more sure," he smiled widely, making you smile too. How did he manage to be this cute?

"Okay! So, it's a date," you said, offering your hand for him to shake, and he took it, holding a little longer than he needed.

"It's a date!"

He walked back to his table, and you tried to hide the smile that was forcing his way to your face when you saw Tom's friends cheering.

~

Your shift was finally over. You counted your tips with Jake by your side.  The night was better than you could imagine. You got more tips then you expected, and that was going to help a lot with your bills.

"So... how was it with the boy? I saw you two talking," Jake asked after you finished counting your money.

"You're an asshole, you know that, right?" you said, hiding a smile.

"Shut up. By the smile you had, I know things went well," he said.

You shook your head at him. "He asked me out," you said and he cheered. "But I don't think it'll happen," you cut him off.

"And why is that?" he asked confused.

"Because I told him I got out at eleven-thirty, and he said he would be here, but as you can see," you looked around you, "He's not here," you couldn't help the sadness in your voice saying that last part.

"Oh! What a jerk! Don't worry, next week I’ll ‘accidentally’ drop some beer on him," Jake said, hugging your shoulders and you laugh. "I'm sorry," he said after a few seconds, noticing you were really sad.

"It's okay," you forced a smile. "Now, let's go. I really wanna sleep now," you said, getting up and he followed you.

"Ernie, we're leaving," Jake announced.

"Bye Ernie," you said, picking up your purse and waving goodbye.

"Bye, kids. See you tomorrow," he said before you left.

"Oh! Would you look at that," Jake said surprised, getting your attention. You followed his eyes, seeing the curly-haired boy seated on the short brick wall that followed the riverside in front of the pub.

"Hey," Tom said with a smile, getting up, and walking to you.

"I think I'm going home alone," Jake said. "You two have a good night," he said with a grin. "Call me tomorrow..." he pointed at you and you shook your head, looking at the ground.

"Hi," you said after Jake left. "I thought you had stood me up," you said, putting your hands in the pockets of your denim jacket.

"I would never do that," he said, smiling.

"That's good," you said, changing your weight from one foot to another. You were feeling your stomach do flips inside you and his smile wasn't helping you now. "So...where are we going?" you asked, breaking the silence.

"I don't know. Do you want to eat something?" he asked, and you nodded. "We can head this way, then. There's a place two blocks down," he said, and you agreed. "Do you live nearby?"

"Yeah, a few blocks away from the river," you said when you started walking.

You two talked all the way to the bar. He asked a lot of things about you. He was funny, and without even trying, he was cute. He told you about his work, and how he normally doesn't go out because people always freak out when they recognize him. And that was one of the things he liked about Ernie's pub. They knew him for so long that he was just another customer.

You told him about your life as a college kid who works and goes to classes. He seemed very interested, asking about what you would gonna do after graduation, the things you liked to do, and the things you disliked. At some point, during dinner, he leaned closer to you, your legs were touching, and his arm brushing against yours. His smile was perfect, forming those crinkles around his eyes, the scrunched nose when he was animatedly telling some story, the voice between gritted teeth when he was embarrassed or trying to be funny and the laugh that got caught in his throat when you told him something funny. By the way, that was the thing you loved more. How much he laughed at the things you told him. You were usually awkward so, be funny was your way of dealing with things, and when someone laughed at your jokes, that was everything to you.

You kept talking until the waiter informed that the bar was closing.

"It's past two," you said looking at your cellphone.

"I didn't even notice the time passing," Tom said, putting his jacket.

"Me neither. I think that's what happens when you're having a good time," you smiled softly and he did the same. He got up, helping you with your jacket. He kept his hand on your lower back, guiding you outside. The cold air outside hitting you when you got out. You waited for Tom, that was holding the door so an old couple could walk out of the restaurant too. This boy was something else, you thought, seeing him greet the two and then, they left.

"Oh! It's cold," he said, closing the restaurant door behind him, and walking to you.

"Yeah, a little," you crossed your arms on your chest, shivering when you felt a wind hit you.

"Do you want...?" he said, extending his arm, offering it to hug you.

"Yeah, sure," you shrugged, getting closer to him without uncrossing your arms. He hugged you by the shoulders, rubbing your arm. You felt his warmth around you, and even though this was your first date, you couldn't feel more comfortable. He was the softest person you ever met, and at that moment, you wished this day never ended. "Thanks," you said with a low voice, and he smiled back. You two walked like that for a few minutes, talking, until you hugged his waist, absentmindedly. Your arm under his jacket. You only noticed where your hand was when he held your hand that was in his waist. His hand was soft, and sometimes he squeezed yours, like when he wanted you to stop before crossing a street or when he wanted to react to the story you were telling without saying a word.

"That's me," you said a little sad when you reached your front porch.

"Oh! Cool," he said, stopping by your side, and then turning his body a little to face you.

"Do you wanna call an Uber? It's a little late, and I would feel better if you called one," you said lightly. "I can wait with you," you offered.

"Sure, I will," he said, taking his cellphone from his pocket, and looking for the app.

"Let's sit," you suggested, sitting on the stairs of your building and he followed you, sitting by your side, closer than ever.

"He's five minutes away from here," he informed, putting the phone back in his pocket.

"I had a great time tonight, thanks for asking me out," you said when he looked at you. He hugged your shoulders again while his other hand rested on your knee, rubbing circles on your jeans.

"Me too. Thanks for accepting," he smiled. "And I'm sorry for the bet," he said.

"No problem. I'm glad they forced you to do this. God knows how long it would take for you to do it willingly," you laughed.

"Hey!" he said a little offended.

"Please, you go to the pub almost every week, and never talked to me more than a couple sentences. You were far from doing it without the bet," you laughed more.

"Shut up," he said through gritted teeth, holding a smile.

"I'm just kidding. I'm happy you did it, and that's what matters," you said, turning your laugh in a soft smile.

"I'm happy I did it too," he said, and his face was closer to yours. You could feel his breath on your cheek. You looked up, and your eyes glanced between his eyes and his lips. You licked your lips unconsciously, and his hand squeezed your leg, the arm on your shoulder bringing you even closer. "I'm sorry it took me so long," he said almost in a whisper. "I promise I'll be faster with the next step," his eyes lingered on your lips a little longer.

"And what is the next step?" you asked.

"This," he said, ending the space between you two. His lips capturing yours, easily and softly. You turned your body, and your hand hugged his neck. He lowered his hand that was your shoulder, hugging your waist. Your breath felt shorter, and a car stopping by your sidewalk got your attention.

You broke the kiss, earning a confused look from him. "Your Uber," you pointed to the car without looking away from him. He looked at the car, faking a sad expression. "That's what I call bad timing," he said through greeted, rolling his eyes. You laughed at his whining. "Can I call you tomorrow?" he asked, rubbing his hand up and down your arm.

"Sure," you smiled.

"Great. I'm gonna head home, then," he said, getting up, and you did the same.

"Talk to you tomorrow," you said, putting your hands on your pockets.

"Talk to you tomorrow," he replied, going down some steps, and then stopped, turning around to you. He cupped your face and kissed you one more time, quickly, which made your smile grow wider. "Good night!" he said, getting in the Uber.

"'Night," you said, your stomach fluttering like crazy.

That night you slept with a smile on your face and the feeling that things just changed forever.

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[antigoneidk]

Nothing's gonna hurt you baby|t.h.

A/N : something special for this special day heheh I hope you like it! It's a little different from what I've done before.Also I'm sorry for any mistakes. I love youu(you can listen to the song if you want to,trust me you won't regret it it's in the end)

Warnings : fluff and a little smut

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She woke up hearing the birds singing outside,flying,being free. Her eyes blinked from abrupt contact with the bright sunlight and her head switched to the other side. Although she just woke,she felt exhausted and barely moved. Her cheeks were puffy and her small eyes were like fire. Everything burnt,the worst kind of pain. The sheets were cold next to her. A man's body was missing. Moments from the previous night came to her tired mind,as feelings overwhelmed her heart.

"Babe?"her voice sounded like a melody to his ears."Do you want to watch a movie with me?"his eyes met hers. He couldn't resist to this soul, who was now lying next to him.

"Of course my love,whatever you want"she laughed like a little kid, clapping her hands together. He watched her from behind. Her hair long, covering the half of her back, looked soft and brighter. Her curves, her hands, her legs, the way she was focused on searching a movie to watch. She could literally have any man she wanted or wished for. But she chose him, she was with him.

Their legs warmed one another, her head resting on his chest, going up and down. His lips on top of her forehead, kissing it every two minutes.

She felt the most luckiest girl. His arms wrapped around her, giving the comfort she never felt in her life. Her cheeks hurting from the bright smile she wore and from the heat, causing them to turn into a light shade of red.

None of them was paying attention to the movie. Were lost in their feels. They looked at each other at the same time, giving them a good amount of laughter, before their lips connect. The world stopped spinning. People stopped moving except these two lovebirds. The kiss was slow, expressing their inner feelings. They couldn't  hear anything but their hearts beating at the same tempo. She jumped to his lap, her hands now exploring his chest and neck as his hands were placed to her waist pulling her as much closer as possible. Their tongues fighting now,their hunger to taste each other's bodies.

She wanted to feel him inside her listening to his moans, kissing her neck and whispering sweet words like every other time.

He wanted to feel her around him, hearing her moans, feeling her quick breath to his shoulder, telling her how much he loves her.

In minutes their clothes were on the floor. His tongue rediscovered her body, her breasts, her belly, her pussy. So did his fingers. Every inch was something new. It was like the universe put an effort to make this piece of art that he had under him, moaning at his touch and taking his breath away whenever she called his name.

Her hands were scratching his back and later his curls. She wasn't able to speak from the pleasure she felt at that moment. The pleasure he was giving. He looked like an angel that was sent to this world to save and take her at a better place.

"Tom"she whispered at his ear, feeling him inside her, hitting her spot. He met her eyes only for a moment before she closed them again, leaning her head back and moan his name once more. He was the luckiest man in the world.

Her heart was exploding through her chest,not being able to calm. Her legs around his body, shaking and burning. Her skin was so hot under his touch, it wasn't even possible for a woman to feel like this. He had this power over her and he wasn't even realizing.

In fact he was scared that someday she'll fly away from his arms. She'll find love somewhere else, far away from him. This was the main reason he felt the need to express his love to her always, making her feel good in so many different ways. Kissing her,spoiling her, dancing with her, sing to her, writing about her, making love to her. He saw her eyes getting brighter, her smile bigger, her hugs longer. He knew she was going to be forever his, but still the fear of losing her was present.

Y/n was terrified too. That he will get bored, that his love for her will stop at some point, that one day he might me gone. His arms will hug another person's body, his lips will not longer kissing hers. The thought of it was enough for her to tear up. She didn't want to lose him. He was her soulmate, her world, the meaning in the miserable life she was drowning. He was her savior.

And although they were scared for the other person's feelings, the only thing both didn't doubt was their unconditional love they felt for each other. She was in love with him. He was in love with her.They knew they wouldn't stop loving and cherish the other. They were convinced that this was their destiny, to be in love.

"I love you"their voices blended so well. Their bodies started to move faster and both couldn't breath easily. Their moans filled the entire house, and even further, not being ashamed if the neighbors were able to hear them. They didn't care about the rest of the world. It was just the two of them, in that bed screaming as they were closer to the edge.

They finished at the same time. Tom's body moved to the side trying to catch his breath. She turned to him, placing her head to his bare upper body, giving little kisses.

"I'm gonna make something to eat okay?"she smiled as she watched him breathing hard and barely speak. She was responsible for that, but he did more to her in ways she couldn't express, and probably never will.

A satin robe covered her naked body. She was standing in the kitchen, moving every now and then to take things, add some, throw some others, mixing, baking. She wanted to thank him. He was the only one to take her away and travel in places even God had forgotten. He was the only one to make her smile so much. He was the only one that made her feel so weak just from a touch. He was much more than just a man walking down the streets every day and night. But she didn't know that she was the one that saved him.

When you are feeling lonely, it seems that everyone is happy except yourself. You don't have someone to talk to, share thoughts, laugh with, give your love to. Just silence. And then you start feeling less and less. That's how he was feeling the day she accidentally threw her drink all over him. She became that person he was searching for years. That made him start feeling again. Who knows where he would be of they didn't met there.

He leaned against the door, just watching her cook. Her hair up now, showing her neck that was full of hickeys he left moments ago. Her body so flawless, that made him want to feel her again.

"Y/n"she stopped and looked at him. "Can I have a dance with you?"

"What about this?"he grabbed her hand and started walking to the living room. She laughed a little and waited for him to put a song. She didn't know why his heart desired dance so much. She loved watching him dance around the living room though, he looked like happier like that. And she was always looking at him with a full heart.

His hands pulled y/n's body closer to his. He started swinging and she followed fascinated from him and the way he looked under nothing but the moonlight.

"Whispered something in your ear, it was a prevented thing to say but I said it anyway, made you smile and look away"

Her head was resting on his shoulder, her eyes closed enjoying the dance. Tom's head was resting on the side of hers, his lips next to her ear.

" Nothing's gonna hurt you baby. As long as you're with me you'll be just fine. Nothing's gonna hurt you baby, nothing's gonna take you from my side"

That's how she felt with him. He was the shield she needed. Nothing was getting to her anymore, 'cause he was the one that protected her. She never felt unhappy or worried about things she used to. Tom was the person that made her feel happy, loved, carefree.

And that's how he felt with her. Y/n took the pain away from him. She was there when his friends couldn't. She listened and cared. Only beautiful emotions got through him because of her.

"When we dance in my living room, to that silly 90's R&B. When we have a drink or three, always ends in a hazy shower scene"

He picked her from the ground, her legs around him. She rested her forehead to his looking to his brown eyes, darker that usual. Her butterflies flew inside her entire system. Their lips connected again as their emotions got the most of themThe only thing that bothered him was that robe that blocked her beauty. He wanted to see her from head to toe naked every day all day. She was like a drug, the most dangerous one he couldn't say no to. She was allowed to ruin his life if she wanted to.

They lay down, hunger take over them for the second time. Just with kisses and she was already wet enough.

"Waterfall is overflowed"he whispered to her ear, his fingers playing with her, moans coming from her mouth.

"Nothing's gonna hurt you baby. Nothing's gonna take you from my side"

He was now inside her, the pleasure hitting him like electricity. She was tight around him, fitting him better than anyone. His heart next to hers, his eyes scanning her expressions one by one. Every girl would be jealous from her beautifulness and every guy was wishing to be him right now.

"When we laugh into the microphone and singing, with our sunglasses on to our favorite songs"

They both remembered the same day. Their first road trip. It was a hot summer day, music was loud and they were singing, or dancing, or laughing, or kissing. A day spent away from where they lived, next to a river just the two of them.

She finished first only a few seconds before him. The moon was even smiling seeing their tired bodies come closer, hugging one another. She kissed his lips with lust and mostly love. She tried to make sure he knew she was there for him. And she was staying.

She got up from the bed, sun watching her naked body. She got her robe again and made her way to the living room where she found him. He was standing next to the window with a cup in his hand, only wearing his grey sweatpants. He knew that they would drive her insane and she knew that he was aware of that weakness.

"Good morning baby"her voice made him smile before he felt her hand to his curls.

"Good morning"he kissed her." How was your sleep?"he asked as he caressed her cheek.

"I slept good"she laughed."When did you moved us from the ground?"

"A couple hours ago" he sipped from his cup,pulling her to a hug." I made you breakfast. Well you did last night but something came up"

"Yes I know. What a pity!" she smiled at him before starting running around the furnitures with him behind her.

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I hope you enjoyed it. Here's the song:

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[queenoftheuniverse18]

Anyone who writes for Tom Holland please inter act! I just got an idea and I don’t wanna forget it Ok so the reader is apart of the cast right and anytime replay by zendaya comes Tom and y/n just lose it bc it’s such a bop.

Like reader starts twerking on Tom and grinding and everything so zendaya for revenge puts it on her Instagram and like everyone sees it and reader is all embarrassed and toms like this is the best day of my life and honestly you can take it from there just an idea though if you do right about this tag me okey bye love u ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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[cherthegoddess]

Then There Was You- Chapter Six

Pairing: Tom HollandxScreenwriter!AssistantDirector!Reader

Summary: Y/n is a screenwriter for her first movie called Hurts so Bad where she meets Tom Holland who plays the male lead, William. The cast tries their best to push the two together. Will they be successful or will the two do the getting together on their own?

Warnings: This was written with a black reader in mind, but anyone can read it.

Word Count: 1.6K+

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Chapter 6: 

It had been two months since the cast and crew party and since Y/n finally admitted her feelings toward Tom to herself. Her feelings only grew for the man. The teasing from her friends actually dwindled since she talked to them about the situation. Tom and Y/n had become steadily closer, sometimes even hanging out together alone in his room. It was a struggle to not talk to anyone about liking Tom. To not tell anyone how her heart swelled anytime he called her, love or darling. Or when he laughed at something she said. It was already hard enough for her to admit it to herself, but admitting it to everyone else was going to be even harder. So she made a plan. Lori was coming to visit within the day and Micheal, Ryan, and she was planning to have a quick little lunch together. Y/n decided she would tell them then and hopefully convince them to seize on the teasing at least around Tom. 

Y/n then focused back on the scene at hand. “I like being friends with you, Aliyah,” Ryan’s face looked down in disappointment. “I like being friends with you, too Willaim,” she said trying to hide her sadness. Their conversation pauses. “I have to go. See you tomorrow,” Ryan says in a rush and walks off the scene. In the scene Aliyah is hiding her emotions, she never thought that the movie would ever correlate with her life, but Ryan acted her feelings perfectly.  “Cut! We might run through the scene a couple of more times after our lunch break! Great job people see you at 4!” Ryan C. said. Y/n talked to Ryan about some lighting changes they could make and moving the camera to a slightly different position. She watched as Tom talked to a few of the crew members, she could vaguely hear him ask about their families. He always seemed so genuinely invested in every conversation he had. He must’ve felt her eyes on him because he looked up and winked at her, then quickly got back in the conversation. She felt her heart flutter at the motion. She was a goner for sure.

When Y/n and Ryan’s conversation concluded, she went to go grab a bottle of water. Just as she grabbed one she felt a pair of hands cover her eyes. “Guess who?” said the person dragging out the o’s. Y/n almost exploded with excitement when she turned around. "LORIII my love. I missed you so much!” Y/n said hugging her friend. Lori and she had been friends since they were kids. Though she and the other girls were close, Lori and Y/n had been through it all, they were practically sisters. “I missed you too, sis! Now put your hand out,” Lori and Y/n had this tradition whenever they hadn’t seen each other they would do a handshake, and not just anyone it was the infamous Peter and Ned one. Y/n grinned at this, sticking her hand out to complete their handshake. She hadn’t noticed that Tom was watching with Ryan and Micheal until she heard his laugh. “Wait, isn’t that Peter and Ned’s handshake?” Micheal answered him with a laugh. “Yeah Lor and Y/n/n have been doing that ever since they saw Spiderman: Homecoming. They’re the biggest Marvel fans I know.” Y/n shrugged her shoulders and Lori went to introduce herself. “Tom! It’s so nice to meet you! I’ve heard so much about you and I’m a huge fan!” Lori hugged​​ Tom. Tom hugged her back. “It’s wonderful to meet you as well. Y/n talks about your friendship often during our movie nights.” Lori raises an eyebrow at Y/n finally noticing the way she looks at him. “Movie nights, huh? I haven’t heard about these.” Before Y/n can say anything Ryan quickly jumps in, “And we’ve only been invited once to their little hangouts.” Y/n’s mouth gapes open, “It’s because you never say yes when we do invite you! We gave up asking like 5 weeks ago!” Tom laughs at the group, seeing how close they were. Micheal wraps his arms around Lori, “Well we have to run off to lunch before Y/n and Ryan have to get back to it! See you soon Tom.” The group says their goodbyes and Tom hugs Y/n after the majority leaves. Lori eyes the two in amusement. 

The group is seated, settled, and took their round of pictures.

Lori asked a question after taking a sip of wine. “So, what’s the tea with you and Tom?” Y/n nearly choked on her own when she heard the question and the group laughed, Ryan, patting her back. Y/n clearing her throat and sitting up straighter. “I actually want to talk to guys about him. As you all heard earlier, we’ve been hanging out a lot these past few months but before that, the night of the cast and crew party. I, um, discovered something. I… Gosh, I can’t believe I’m saying this out loud. I think I like Tom.” The group looks at her and then at each other and laughs. “Thank god you’re finally admitting it to yourself, Y/n/n, and to us, but babe we been knew. Also Michael you owe me! I told you she would tell us this month!” Ryan puts her hand out. “Yeah, sis, Ryan, and Michael have been telling me all about your little crush since day one. I knew nothing about the bet though. Thank you for feeling comfortable enough to tell us though. I know it's been hard for you to express your romantic feelings towards people.” The group nods their heads in agreement. “So what do you plan on doing about it?” Michael asks. Y/n puts her head in her hands and looks back up running her hands through her hair. “I don’t know Mike, I don’t even think he feels the same way. I think I just want to enjoy looking at him and spending time with him. I don’t want to ruin our friendship more than anything. And if our friendship is messed up filming will be too. I just-” Lori cuts her off, “Y/n/n, babe, you’re overthinking. Take a breath. It’s okay if you’re not ready yet. But Tom definitely likes you, from the posts I’ve seen and the little interaction that I’ve seen, he likes you. Enjoy your time with him and tell him about your feelings when you’re ready.” Y/n smiles are the group as they comforted her. “I love you, guys you’re all the best. But no more making bets on me or teasing. I’m talking about you Ryan.” Ryan laughs but takes Y/n’s feelings seriously promising not to do it again. The group is soon interrupted by the waiter bringing their food. Y/n grins when she sees, “I love Atlanta,” The group laughs at Y/n’s goofiness. 

It was finally the end of the day and Y/n was exhausted from the day. They went through a couple of more scenes throughout the day. Even then she had to say to work on some things two hours later. She was glad to finally make it back to her room. Y/n kicked off her shoes and grumbled about what she was going to eat. Most things were closed at this time. There was then a knock on her door. She tiredly gets up off the chair she was almost comfortable in and opens it. There was Tom standing there with a bag of something that smelled amazing and a huge grin on his handsome face. She watched it fall when he glanced her over, there was a pang in her chest when a grown graced his face, she’d do anything to bring it back. So she smiles trying to push the tiredness off her face but her voice claims it instead. “Hey, Spider-boy what do you got there?” She winces when she hears her voice. “Y/n, darling, you look exhausted. I brought you some food because I figured you haven’t eaten yet. Go sit down and relax, I already warmed it up before I came I’ll get some plates.” Tom nudges her towards the bed. She obliges, giving up because she is so tired. She turns on Netflix and switches it to Supernatural a show the two had been watching together since she found out Tom had never seen it. About five minutes into the episode, Tom comes in with what looks to be two plates of fried rice and sesame chicken. Y/n perks up with excitement when she saw it. It looked to be from the place they tried a few weeks ago and she loved it. He hands her the plate and she practically breathes it in. “Tom you’re the absolute best, thank you so much. I owe you one,” she says with food in her mouth. Tom chuckles at her and grabs a napkin wiping the food off her face. She felt her face grow warm at the gesture. “It’s no problem, love. I’m just glad to be here with you. I don’t understand how you watch this show while you’re eating.” Y/n nudges his side shhing him to watch the show. They watch the show moving their plates aside when they were done. Y/n puts her head on Tom’s shoulder slowly starting to doze off. When he notices, he wraps the blanket around her slowly getting up to leave, and maybe her tiredness gets the better of her but she asks him to stay. And he does.

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[dreamer-grl]

fic idea that i most likely will write in these two days i dont have nothing to do (also i got the idea from a post that im gonna find and edit into this) .. On your 18th birthday the initials of your soulmate is written on your wrist. the main character is a senior in highschool and the love interest is her ex boy bestfriend who has a gf that do not like her. on the main character’s birthday she notices the initials on her wrist is of her ex bestfriend....

I really really want to write this but if I dont I’ll request it on one of my favorite writers account and then edit this post with the link of it.

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[oh-its-jennyyy]

You DICKS!!!!!!

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[piscesparker]

Hold on T.H

dad!Tom

Tom was on set, during his break time when his phone rang, "Hello?" he asked putting the phone up to his ear. "Am I speaking to Mr. Holland?" A lady from the other side of the call inquired.

"Yes, this is Mr. Holland speaking."

"Your wife is just gone into labor and we need you to get to the hospital immediately." She informed, Tom sprung up to his feet when he heard your name and the word labor in the same sentence.

The same nurse later informed you that your husband was on his way, which was approximately an hour ago and Tom still wasn't here. "Okay, Y/n I need you to start pushing."

"But Tom isn't here yet!" You whimpered, secretly pissed at the thought of your husband missing the birth of his first child. "I'm sorry but the baby is coming." The doctor insisted, that's when a loud thud outside the room caught your attention and then emerged your husband apparently he had pulled the door that said pushed and knocked himself on his head, "Ow that really hurt." He winced as he entered the room rubbing his forehead, only to have the entire room give him questioning glare at the choice of his words. "Right, sorry." The brunet soon read the room and hurried to your side.

"Where the hell were you?!" You groaned and clutched his shirt.

"Love, I'm so sorry the traffic-"

"Now's not the time Holland!" You cut him off not taking his bullshit, you were giving birth at the moment. The doctor kept guiding you and Tom helped a bit by dabbing your forehead and motivating you. Soon enough you felt the world stop as your heard the sound of your new born's cries filling up the room and your tears of agony now turned tears of joy.

"We did it." Tom bent down and kissed your temple, "You did it." The nurses cleaned and wrapped your baby and finally your baby girl was in your arms, small tears still cascading down your cheek. "Do you wanna name her?" You smiled and looked at your husband who was staring at your child absolutely marveled at your creation. "How about rose?" He grinned.

"It's perfect, Rose." You sighed contently, "Do you wanna hold her?" Tom nodded meekly, taking her from your arms, cradling her and being as gentle as ever. "Hey pumpkin," he cooed, eyes fogging up with tears, "it's me your daddy." And of course Rose recognized his voice, all through your pregnancy he had been taking to your bump, awaiting for the very moment.

In response, she let out the cutest yawn and stretched out her tiny arms, Tom sat down beside you on the edge of the bed and caressed he pink cheeks. He let out a tiny gasp when she held on to the tip of his thumb, her tiny finger over his enormous ones. You heard Tom sniffle a bit and placed your head on his shoulder, "She really is daddy's little girl." He chuckled, promising to never to let her go.  

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[cherrytdatt]

talk to me

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Word count: ~1.6k

Request: Hiii can u write one with Tom. He’s been talking to the reader really flirty and invite her to the pub with the boys. He went to get drinks, the reader goes 5 mins later because he didn’t come back and sees him with a girl. Angst but fluff at the end plz Sorry for my bad English I’m from Argentina!

A/N: i loved your request! i changed it just a little bit, but it was the way my brain decided to work, sorry... 🥺 also i’m really bad at flirting so...i hope you like it.

Playlist: Linger - The Cranberries, Stop Crying Your Heart Out - Oasis,  Every Breath You Take - The Pollice

"Y/N!!!" Harrison screamed your name as soon as you walked into the pub. You shook your head, feeling your cheeks burn cause everyone looked at you. You waved at him and the others in his table and went to the bar to order a beer.

"Hey, guys," you said, seating on the free spot by Tom's side, and they all smiled and greeted you. "What are you guys talking about?"

"These idiots are arguing about something I don't care, so I was just drinking, waiting for you to have someone to talk to," Tom said, pointing to the other boys.

"Well, your agony it's over. I'm here now," you smiled. "Did you order any food?"

"Pizza for me. Burguer for you," he said.

"Did you order me food?" you asked, and he nodded. "How cute, thanks."

"So, how was your week?" he asked, stretching his arm behind your back.

"Awful. I had three exams, two papers, and I got into a fight with a co-worker," you told him. "I'm pretty sure this..." you motioned between you two. "Is the best thing that happened all week," you said.

"I'm happy I'm on the good side of your week," he smiled.

"What about you? What you've been doing?"

"Not much...just enjoying my days off while I can," he shrugged. "Hey... do you wanna hang out tomorrow? I'm running out of things to do," he asked with a smile.

"Sure, what do you wanna do?"

"Pizza and movies?" he offered, knowing you would never say no to that.

"No violent movies. No drama. No terror. And no Marvel movies," you said, laughing at his pout when you said 'no Marvel movies'. "I'll accept comedy or rom-com. Or anything with Saoirse," you listed.

"You're making this too hard," he said, still pouting.

"You can cancel," you quipped.

"Nah...it's a date," he winked at you.

You and Tom had been flirting for months now. In the beginning, soon after Harrison introduced you two, you thought that something could happen. After one month exchanging glances and hugs that lasted longer than they needed, you kind of gave up, thinking that must've been Tom's charm. But sometimes, like now, you couldn't avoid the thought and the feeling that his words could mean something more.

"Hey, I'm heading to the bar. Do you want something?" he asked.

"Another beer, please," you said, swinging your empty bottle. You got up, so he could go to the bar. 

"So... you two?" Harrison asked once Tom was far enough not to hear you.

"What?" you asked, confused.

"When are you two gonna stop being idiots and hook up?"

"I don't know what are you talking about. We're just friends," you lied.

"Sure, and he didn't invite you to spend the day with him tomorrow, knowing that I'm gonna be out with friends, Tuwaine will go see his family, and Harry has a gig in town?" Harrison said, with a malicious smile in his face. "It will be just you two," he added like you didn't have enough information.

"I hang out with you all the time," you argued.

"Yeah...but I never called it a date," he said.

"You're being idiot, and I'm going to the bathroom cause I don't wanna talk about this anymore," you said, leaving the table.

You didn't wanna think about what Harrison said. Sure he wasn't totally wrong, but thinking about Tom like more than friends was stupid, because he was Tom. Cute, charming, kind, good-looking, and insanely hot Tom, and you were you. Cute but awkward, and lazy you. So, it was useless to keep nurturing this idea of you two possibly being together.

And what you saw next just confirmed that. Tom Holland, using all his charm and beauty, on a model-like girl. "Fuck," you mumbled to yourself, feeling your chest tightening, and your mouth getting dryer. He brushed her arm, letting his hand on her elbow after. Suddenly you couldn't hear anything besides your heart beating, and a buzz, that you didn't know where was coming from. "Fuckfuckfuck," you repeated, going back to the table.

"Hey, are you okay?" Harrison's voice was pure noise.

"I have to go," you said, passing by him.

"What happened?" he went after you.

"I just need to go," you said, still walking.

"Y/N! Talk to me!" he grabbed your arm, stopping you. Your eyes glanced at the bar, where the scene kept happening. Harrison followed your eyes, seeing his best friend flirting with a girl in the bar. "I'm sorry, Y/N," he said, hugging you.

"I don't know why I'm acting like this," you let out a humorless chuckle.

"It's okay," he said, stroking your hair. "Let me take you home, okay?" he asked.

"No, I don't wanna ruin your night. I just..." you were feeling your entire body hurt, and you didn't even understand why.

"You're not ruining my night. I'm tired anyway. Let's go home and watch a movie, okay?" he offered with a smile.

"Harrison..." you started.

"I won't accept no as an answer," he said. "Just wait for me outside," he ran his hands up and down your arms, and you nodded.

You walked out of the pub, not looking back. To be honest, you didn't know why you were feeling so bad. You and Tom never had anything, and you told yourself countless times that nothing was going on between you two. Why you were feeling like you had your heart broken, then?

"Hey, guys. I'm leaving," Harrison announced to the boys.

"Where are you going? Where's Y/N?" Tom asked, going back to the table. All the other boys were confused too.

“Is she okay?” Sam asked.

“She was looking sick when she went out,” Harry said.

"She's not feeling good so, I'm gonna take her home," Harrison explained.

"What? Why?" Tom was confused, he talked to you five minutes ago. You were perfectly fine.

"I don't know, mate. She's just leaving," he answered.

"Let me take her home," he said, putting the two bottles he was holding in the table.

"I don't know if it'll be a good idea," Harrison scratched his neck.

"Why not?" Tom asked.

"Look, mate. I can't tell you, okay? It's just...her things. You should talk to her later. Now, I have to go. She's waiting" he said, pointing to the window of the pub.

"Later..." Tom muttered, pushing his friend lightly, and going outside. Harrison watched his friend leave the pub, a frown in his face. He didn't want to put you through more distress, but he knew that talk to Tom, was something you should've done a long time ago.

"You really don't need..." you stopped, seeing that wasn't Harrison going out of the bar.

"What happened?" Tom asked.

"N-nothing..." you lied, felling your chest heavy.

"Why are you leaving? You just asked me to get you a beer," he said, confused.

"I don't know. I'm just not feeling it anymore," you shrugged.

"I don't believe you. We were fine five minutes ago," Tom was confused.

"I really don't wanna talk about it now. Can we talk tomorrow?" you asked, rubbing your eyes and your cheeks.

"Fine," he nodded. "Then, let's go," Tom said, starting to walk.

"Wha...what about Harrison? He was walking me home," you put your hands in your pockets.

"I told him I would take you home," he said, waving for you to follow him.

"I rather have Harrison taking me home," you stated.

"Yeah, well, too bad. If you don't tell me what happened, you'll have to settle for me," he shrugged.

"This is so stupid," you stared at him, weighing your choices.

"So...which one is gonna be?" he asked, and you looked from one side to another, not knowing what to do.

"Why do you do this?" you said with a hurt voice.

"Do what?" he asked.

"Why do you do these nice things, and flirt with me, and when I think that maybe there's something between us, you go and flirt with some random girl?" you blurted out.

"What are you talking about?" he chuckled, making you angrier.

"I'm talking about the girl you were flirting two minutes ago in the bar," you pointed to the pub.

"I...are you jealous?" he asked, a cocky grin appearing on his face.

"I-I'm not...jealous. I'm just...I'm confused. That's all," you stuttered.

"Sure," he said, skeptical.

"Well, now I'm really going home alone," you said, passing by him.

"No! First, you are gonna tell me why you are jealous of a friend that I don't see in months, that was telling me how she got engaged two months ago," he said, with a smile, raising one eyebrow, and you froze.

"I'm not...I'm not jealous," you said, and he laughed. "I'm leaving," you said, starting to walk, annoyed and embarrassed.

"I like you too," he said, and you stopped. "I was afraid I was getting the signs wrong since you are nice with everyone, so I was waiting for a confirmation, and you just gave me," he said, and you turned to look at him. A smile threatening to rise on your face. "I like you too," he repeated.

You waited a few seconds, absorbing what he said. "I'm not nice to everyone," you replied.

"I tell you that I like you, and that's the part you decide to comment on?" he laughed. "You are unbelievable," he shook his head.

"Do you still wanna take me home?" you asked, a half smile on your face.

"Sure," he walked to you. "But first, I'm doing this," he said, holding your face with one hand and pulling you closer, ending the distance between your lips.

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