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my only talent:

💕💘💘💖💖💖💘💕💕

💕💖 overthinking 💕💕

💕💖💕💖💕💖💕💖

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This song is very catchy but you know what's catchier...

These hands

#me trying to shoot my shot 👉🏼👈🏼

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#sigh

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Help urgently needed!!

*URGENT: PLEASE READ/SIGNAL BOOST*

Friday, August 7th: Hi everyone, I’m Gemma, a bi, mentally ill disaster, who’s in desperate need of help, as I'm still struggling to pay my late bills and debt.

As most of you are already aware, I have been struggling financially for quite some time due to my welfare benefits being revoked, under the UK’s controversial changes to how benefits are assessed and assigned. And due to my mental health and some unfortunate DWP mess-ups, my benefits have been on and off sanctions for the past year.

And earlier in the year, I attended a medical assessment for my U.C benefit, the results stated that I have a limited capability for work due to my chronic depression and extreme fatigue. However, despite this, my benefits were suspended without warning or explanation. I appealed against my benefit suspension, and recently I received my reinstated U.C payment, however, due to being in such heavy debt, it was taken immediately by creditor's and fees.

To be quite honest, these past few months have been absolute hell for me, and with no income, I’ve been relying on the kindness of others to get by. However, due to quite a lot of late bills, fees and rent to be paid, it’s been difficult for me to stay out of debt and it just keeps building up and I'm now back in the red, as my bank account is in the negative due to late bills and I still have other bills to pay and groceries to get.

If anyone could spare any amount to help me, even if it’s just £1/$1/€1, it would literally save my life, and sharing definitely helps just as much as donations. Nobody is obligated in any way to donate if they can’t or don’t want to, I know we’re all struggling right now.

Thank you for your help!! ♥️

£45/£350!!

PayPal • Ko-Fi Goal

#!!!!!!

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me, talking to a dog: you’re soft. are you even aware of your mortality? of course ur not. u pure, wholesome and sentient unselfish being. do u feel that? that’s my heart. i love you. look at those ears. here take my wallet

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Tom Holland: GQ 2019.

#black and white pic hits different #ruin my life indeed good sir #tom holland #u r so queue

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2020 be like

#basically #spiderman ffh #u r so queue

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#IT IS I

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Dog bringing home his new friend

#she’s a mom!!!! #🥺🥺🥺🥺 babie #timeline refresher #u r so queue

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LUPITA NYONG’O › Vanity Fair, 2019 

#WOWZA WHAT A BEAUTY #lupita nyong'o #beauty beauty #u r so queue

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remember when you were innocently minding your business in 2008 and 3oh!3 dropped the iconic fucking line “tell your boyfriend if he says he got beef that i’m a vegetarian and i ain’t fucking scared of him” that was a transformative moment in everyone’s life

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brie and tom: 😁

me: 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

#🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i love them sm 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 #brie larson #tom holland #u r so queue

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𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 • 𝕠𝕟𝕖

SUMMARY: Tom has to move to New York when his father got a new job and he’s afraid of moving to a different place. (Y/N) is daughter of a world famous fashion stylist and big wealthy lawyer. What happens when this two keep meeting each other everywhere?

Based on my one-shot, Flawless.

PAIRING: Rich!Tom Holland x Rich!Reader (Best Friends to Lovers AU)

WORDS: 6.4K 

WARNINGS: Swearing and vomiting.

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                              𝕠𝕟𝕖 • 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕣𝕜

New York is the city that never sleeps, at least that’s what they all say. Every single person that ever walked through its streets fell in love with them and the images stuck in their head like it was the most amazing time they ever had in their lives. That first step you take, breathing in the new air, you just feel like right there everything… works. Even though it had bad traffic, didn’t smell so nice and it was visually polluted. New York was magical somehow and it made everyone feel home even when they are so far away from their own. That’s how Tom felt like on the first time he stepped foot in New York. Renewed and ready to take what the city would throw at him.

When he first heard that he would be moving to a different country, he was fucking terrified. He was so used to London and his friends, changing it out of the nowhere would be really hard for him. He just started making some solid friendships and it was his senior year, he wasn’t ready to let go of the city. What if he got lonely? Or maybe they didn’t like him? He might be cool for a British kid, but maybe he wasn’t so cool as a New Yorker and people would laugh at him. Things for him were falling perfectly into place, he got a scholarship in one of the best schools in the city, his parents got an awesome apartment on the Upper East Side, but he still was afraid of change.

“You don’t have to go alone, you know that darling?” Nikki said to Tom when he admitted to his mother he was feeling afraid of moving. “The school you just got in has an exchange program and I’m sure the Osterfields would love to come along for a year until you and Harrison graduate. And even if he doesn’t come along, it will be such a great opportunity to you as an actor. Maybe if Harrison came along, it would be good for him too.”

And that’s the story of how Tom’s best friend came with him to America. But how he got there in the first place? Well, it’s very simple. Tom’s dad, Dominic, was a comedian and got offered to work in New York and had to move as quick as he could and he would be there for a long time. After a long conversation, the whole Holland family decided to move with him and they all had to manage their whole year again, including finding a place to support the whole family, a new job for Nikki and new schools for the kids. Luckily, the Hollands were a wealthy family, not extremely wealthy, but money never was a problem. Having their firstborn with a scholarship in one of the best schools in New York was huge for them.

The day they left England was the worst anxiety attack Tom had in his life, but all of the boy’s worries went away the first time he stood in the middle of the city, right in front of his building and took a good look, standing right next to his best mate, who rested an arm over his shoulders with a smile on his face, admiring the city just like the one standing next to him. 

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#first chapter and it’s already so so good #i just watched one day last night so i’m currently deeply in love with best friends to lovers #aud fic rec

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ma’am your writings made me miss opening this app the most

Mind Over Matter (th x fem!reader)

The two times you and Tom jokingly propose to each other, and the one time you actually think about spending the rest of your life together. [Read part one and part two here]

Pairing: Tom Holland x fem!reader

Summary: Getting cockblocked leads to finding out other paths to the future.

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: Boyfriend!Tom, chaotic roommate shenanigans, fluffy fluff, some good-natured swearing, sexual themes, but nothing really happens bc cockblocks!

A/N: the long awaited finale is here! thank you so much for reading this trilogy (my first!) and i hope you enjoy it. this is part of @harrysleftchelseaboot​‘s  #zoeyswritersappreciationwc! the song and the theme is heavily based on the song Mind Over Matter by Anthony Ramos, check it out here 💞

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#finally we got mind over matter baby #ava!! this!! is!! so hot!!!! #I CRACKED UP WHEN TUWAINE SAID NOT YOU HIMSNWJMSNSJAJSJA PLEASEEEEEEEE #MAN BOOBS LOOKIN RIGHT AT HIM #I CAN’T HOLD BACK MY LAUGH #I LOVE THIS SO MUCHHHHHHHH #PLS THIS IS !!!?!!???!! AMAZING #THE WAY HE PROPOSED FOR REAL AFTER SHE BURST #PLEASE I LOVe her ma’am i love u #true love at its finest #ava <3 #aud fic rec

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Electricity Sparks (t.h. x fem!reader)

Part One of Three in the Holland & Co. Household Series, aka…

The two times you and Tom jokingly propose to each other, and the one time you actually think about spending the rest of your life together.

Pairing: Tom Holland x fem!reader

Summary: The Holland & Co. household stays productive… with some chaotic performance during their breaks (aka in which you give Tom a run for his money with your iconic performance of Billy Elliot, featuring Harrison and Tuwaine.)

Word Count: 1.5k

Song Inspo: Electricity from the Billy Elliot Cast Recording! But also check out this rendition, it’ll make sense I promise lol

Warnings: Boyfriend!Tom, chaotic roommate shenanigans, fluffy fluff, some good-natured swearing

A/N: Another fic that nobody asked for! lmao. Quarantine can be a lot to take in, but I hope this makes you smile! And jam out to your favorite songs! And have a laugh with your loved ones! Love you all 💞

It’s been a really fucking weird month in quarantine.

You can’t complain much, really. You’re staying in with your boyfriend Tom, and it’s good to finally be able to spend some time with him, after barely missing out on each other all year (he was in Cleveland while you’re home, and then right after he got home, you had to go on a work trip to Germany for a week… it was very frustrating.)

The first couple of days felt like a prolonged bank holiday. You sleep in and have movie marathons and play video games or drinking games with your other roommates, and then stumble back into your room for a quickie before bed. Lather, rinse, and repeat.

But by the end of the week… oh, it was rough. Chores have been piling up more so than usual; endless piles of laundry, dirty dishes that seem to always show up in the sink, along with a plethora of used mugs from five people’s rabid tea-drinking habits, liquor glasses for their increasingly more rabid drinking habits… not to mention a whole new bunch of chicken maintenance.

Morale was getting low, too; everyone was either whiny and moody, or drinking their way into a manic phase. It was not the fun kind of getting turnt. Even the late-night quickies and early morning sex was getting a bit old. And that’s where you and Tom drew the line.

So you collectively came up with a new system and a new set of goals. Tom was quick to suggest a chore wheel and you’ve scored a few content gigs for you and the boys. You’ve only worked with one or two of them separately, but it turned out that you make a great team.

And in their spare time, while you write and go on Zoom video conferences for work, the brothers are working on a screenplay together. Harrison picked up the guitar and is determined to be able to shred it by the time this is over. Tuwaine is reading up on Buddhism and meditation and is taking a new interest in face masks, thanks to you. The others occasionally partake and call it Fancy Bitch Friday, where you would pop a bottle of wine and light up Harrison’s vanilla-scented candles and just sit back with your faces masked to unwind.

All was well in the Holland & Co. household again.

It’s a sunny Thursday afternoon, your playlist blasting through the speakers, and the boys are hard at work as assigned by the colorful chore wheel on the fridge (you and Harry used hot pink for chicken duties because that’s the most fun chore of all.) Tom’s doing yard work outside, Harry is dusting the shelves, Tuwaine is disinfecting the dining table, and Harrison is drying the dishes, a rag draped over his shoulder.

You’ve just finished doing the laundry and plopped down on the couch, feet propped up on the coffee table. You take out your phone and open your Spotify, pressing ‘next’ on your shuffled playlist.

And then it comes on.

“I can’t really explain it,” a little boy sings through the speaker.

You look up with your eyes and mouth blown wide open, only to find Harry, Harrison and Tuwaine looking at you with the exact same expression.

“Ayyy!” the four of you exclaim gleefully in unison.

“Turn it up, turn it up!” Tuwaine laughs.

“I haven’t got the words,” the song continues.

“Oh, my God. I haven’t heard this song since that little div left the show,” Harrison remarks, nodding at Tom outside, who has no idea what’s going on in the house.

“This song is so extra.” you shake your head, making your best stank face. “I love it so much.”

“It’s a feeling that you can’t control.”

“Amen, Lord Jesus!” Tuwaine points upward and pretends to wipe an emotional tear from his eyes as they reach the first refrain.

You begin to stand up, gesticulating dramatically and putting on the most ridiculous Scouse accent as you sing along. And the fact that your best friends are swaying along and playing up to your antics only eggs you on.

Tom had just finished putting the chickens back in their coop when he saw his girlfriend lipsyncing her heart out inside the house, with his other roommates waving their phones in the air, the flashlights lit up. The backdoor glass is completely soundproof, so they just look like a bunch of fools.

“What the fuck?”

He rushes back into the house and as soon as he slides the door open, it all makes sense.

Tuwaine is totally jamming out to the song, playing air drums so passionately and Harrison is singing along too, his voice a pitchy falsetto to try and match the little boy in the song, and Harry is just pissing himself laughing in the corner, trying to keep his hand steady as he records the entire thing. 

Your wild gestures turn into an even crazier interpretive dance. Hands balled up into a fist and then busting open into jazz hands with a flourish. Clutching your chest as you bop to the beat. Flapping your arms like wings while Harrison makes flapping gestures with his hands together.

“And I’m free! I’m… FREE!” you then go into a completely impromptu dance routine that looks nothing like the choreography in Billy Elliot. You distinctly remember how insane the dance sequences are from watching Tom’s performances a few times back then, and there’s no way you’re reenacting that. So you settle on the next best thing; you’re making it look like an insanely embarrassing dad dance.

Tom is completely awestruck, amused, a smidge horrified (and is he feeling a bit horny as well?). And maybe it’s his gut twisting from laughing, but he feels butterflies in his stomach watching his girlfriend letting loose and having the time of her life with his (and now her) best friends. Your ponytail is a mess, your fuzzy unicorn slippers have been kicked away unceremoniously, and you’re wearing one of Tom’s old t-shirt over your yoga pants. He wonders how someone could look so breathtakingly beautiful and hilariously stupid at the same time, because somehow… you do.

Tuwaine feigns a pointe and crosses in front of you on his tippy toes and Harrison does the same thing the other way, followed by some really intense contemporary dance movements that make him look like he had fire ants in his pants.

You try to do a pirouette, but obviously fails, so you signal your tall and stocky friend to grab your foot and help you spin. You swear you could see Harry almost dropping his phone watching Tuwaine dodge furniture on his tracks.

“Fucking idiots!” Tom shouts between the fit of laughter and the crazy instrumental break.

You flip him off with a saccharine grin when you finally face him during the spin. “Ooh, ooh. Here comes the big finish!” you stop, patting Tuwaine on the shoulder.

“Oh, this is my favorite bit!” He drops your ankle a bit haphazardly, and you stumble a bit.

By some inexplicable miracle, the three of you manage to get into a triangle formation and throw your arms up in the air in the most dramatic way, and bring them down slowly.

“Electricity. Electricity,” you sing– or try to, considering your lungs are completely obliterated. “Holy fuck– sparks inside of me. And I’m free, I’m free.”

“Free!” all of the boys sing along, although it sounds more like football fans’ chants than a boy singing.

“I’M FREE!” you spin one, two, three more times until you topple out of balance and your dedicated backup dancers had to hold you steady.

Tom and Harry applaud and cheer for what seems to be a full minute, wheezing the whole time. The three of you take a bow and gesture at Tom, who plays along and bows, too.

You come up to your boyfriend, taking off your ponytail as you do so. “Hey, darling,” you give him a quick kiss and wrap your arm around his waist. “How did we do?”

“Oh, my God, that was amazing! Will you marry me?” he beams and gushes in a high-pitched tone, mimicking an overenthusiastic fangirl at a Justin Bieber concert (and yes, he always says it so specifically. Justin Bieber, never anyone else.)

“Pfft! You wish, lover boy.” you roll your eyes, grinning as you nudge him with your shoulder.

“I mean, the technique could be better, but great energy, you guys!”

“Yeah, okay, Billy Elliot, whatever.” you pinch his waist playfully at him. “Also, that’s what she said.”

“You’re an idiot, darling.” he giggles.

“Why, thank you.”

His face softens, and so does his voice. “I love you.”

“Aww, I love you too, babe.” you pull him into a hug, and say to the boys over his shoulder, “Guys, our performance was so sick, Tom is emotional!”

He laughs once more and lets go of you, facing the boys. He puts on a not-so BAFTA-worthy performance of a cry, fanning his blushing face and blinking away the non-existent tears.

Little did everyone know, he’s putting on award-winning performance of bad acting to mask his true emotion: that he loves his girl so fucking much, his heart is about to burst.

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#WILL NEVERRRRR BE OVER THIS #i’m soft! for boyfriend tom! #especially at this moment! where he’s literally!!! someone’s boyfriend #AVA THIS IS SO BABIEEEEEE #rereading this #aud fic rec #ava <3