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toastedkiwi · 3 years

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Goodnight

Summary: Chris facetimes you.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Roommate!Reader

“Bubba, I think your cats are trying to kill me,” Chris said the second you pick up his call.

“What do you mean?” You asked placing your phone up against the wall.

“I mean that I woke up this morning to Marie on my face trying to keep my mouth closed as Berlioz strangled my throat,” he said.

You watched as he paced around getting the house ready for him to go to bed. You know he’s fond of having natural light coming in and he loves opening up the curtains in the morning to get his day started.

“They also keep tripping me,” Chris said. “I’m scared for my life.”

You laughed. He finally looks at his phone screen to see that you’re in his big bathroom with wet hair and one of his t-shirts.

“It’s true, Munchkin! I got so many scratches on my arm. They are out for blood, Y/n, and I’ll be their first victim. Then Dodger will be next,” he said.

“We both know that Dodger gets along with Berlioz,” you said. “He even lets that cat eat some of his food.”

“It’s gonna be a fat cat. I also have scheduled an appointment for your cats so they can get their shots,” Chris informed. “And we can figure out when Berlioz can get his balls cut off and Marie can get spayed.”

You giggled, “balls.”

“You’re such a child,” he said shaking his head.

“You’re such a whiny little bitch,” you said.

“That is not nice— Dodger, bedtime,” Chris said.

“Do we ever call each other nice things?” You asked.

“I call you Bubba—,” he said heading down the hallway to his bedroom.

“You also call Dodger that,” you said.

“Yeah. I also call you Honey, Darling, Sugar— oh yeah! I fucking figured out what a sugar baby is, you fucking cunt,” Chris hissed.

You covered your mouth hysterically laughing.

“You fucking jackass! You embarrassed me on a fucking live. My baby sister had to tell me what the fuck a sugar baby is,” he ranted oozing his Boston accent. “I’m getting fuckin’ DMs asking me if I can be their sugar daddy! I’m not that fuckin’ old! Im only 39 living with a fuckin’ 20 something year old popstar, 2 fuckin’ cats, and a dog! I don’t have anytime for a sugar baby nor you suggesting that you are mine! It’s outrageous! It’s horse shit! Some people fuckin’ believe it too! But your ass makes more money than me!”

“Are you good?” You asked as he takes a deep breath.

“Yeah,” he mumbled.

You grinned and put your hair up. He climbs into his bed where a kitten is already on one of his pillows.

“How was filming?” Chris asked seeing that you’re starting your nightly routine.

“It was fine,” you said.

“Was it for... the one song that you and Machine Gun Kelly did or...?” He asked.

“Nah, I did the angsty song that you haven’t heard yet,” you said.

Chris yawns loudly and asked, “when can I hear it?”

“You’ll hear it with everyone else in the world,” you said.

“Lame. I live with you. I’m your emotional support animal,” he said. “I deserve to hear your masterpiece.”

“Dude, you can wait,” you said.

He groaned and pouted like a little kid.

“That look will not work on me,” you said pointing at the camera.

“But, Huuuuuuney,” Chris whined.

“Baaaaaaaby,” you mocked.

“I can put you on the streets, you turd,” Chris said making you laugh.

“Oh, but you see I’m in your mansion while you’re in your suburban white mom’s house,” you said. “All of your expensive shit is here, pretty boy, along with your Camero.”

“That was a gift from RDJ,” he said. “I should probably get it shipped out here.”

“I can make that happen. I was thinking about getting my car out there as well so I’m not stealing yours all the time,” you said.

“You might as well move all your shit out here,” Chris suggested.

“You sure you want that?” You asked.

“I’m pretty fucking sure we’re stuck with each other, Y/n,” he said.

“I knew that the second you practically kidnapped me and made me dog sit Dodger the night we met,” you said making Chris smile at the memory.

“I guess I have been kidnapping you since the beginning,” he said.

You laughed and said, “I told ya.”

“Don’t get snotty,” he sassed.

“How am I being snotty?” You asked.

“You just are— what are you putting on your face?” Chris asked.

“It’s a mud mask,” you said.

“Shouldn’t it be brown?” He asked.

“It’s blueberries and yogurt,” you said showing him the package.

“Then it’s not a mud mask,” Chris said. “That’s just blueberries and fuckin’ yogurt smushed together in that little weird packaging. I can make it myself.”

You giggled and continued to apply the pale blue colored mask upon your skin. He rolled onto his side and propped up his phone on the nightstand. He grabbed his book as well. There’s a comfortable silence between the both of you as you’re finish applying your mask and cleaning up. Chris has Dodger cuddling up with him and he’s flipping to the right page of his book.

“What are you reading this time?” You asked.

“A book,” Chris stated.

He doesn’t need to look that your blue face isn’t too happy about his answer. It makes him smile.

“So,” you said heading into his bedroom.

Chris puts down his book flat on his chest and looks at you. He can’t help but reach over and take a screenshot.

“Why the fuck did you just take a screenshot?” You asked.

“‘Cause I need to look back on that face,” Chris said. “When you look like the chick from Charlie & The Chocolate Factory.”

“Oh my god,” you groaned. “You. Are. Not. Posting. It!”

“Don’t provoke me,” he said.

“You’re so sassy,” you said. “Oh! Guess what!”

“I’m not guessing,” Chris said.

“Please? Please just guess,” you pleaded with a pouted lip.

“Fine... you’re... getting lip injections,” Chris said.

You end up hanging up on him. He laughed and tried to call you back but you don’t pick up. It takes him three tries until you pick up.

“No, Chris, I’m not getting lip injections. I’m going on the VMAs and I’m gonna fucking shit on your name,” you said.

“I can’t wait to watch it,” he smiled.

“I hope you eat shit,” you said.

“That’s my line,” he snorted.

“Whatever,” you sassed going back into the bathroom.

“Are you sleeping in my bedroom?” Chris asked.

“Yeah,” you said.

“Why?”

“‘Cause I miss you,” you mumbled.

“Awww, I miss you too,” he cooed. “You’ll be back soon.”

“I know,” you said.

“Oh, there’s Satan,” Chris said.

Marie jumps up on the bed. Chris is quick to flip the camera around and show you your little white kitten.

“She isn’t Satan,” you said.

“Yes she is! You just don’t believe me,” he said as the kitten made its way up to him.

“Cause you’re a liar,” you said.

“You’re the liar, you fucking blueberry,” Chris said.

“Am I a blueberry or a liar?” You asked turning on the faucet.

“I’m gonna put that on a shirt and sell it,” he said flipping his camera back on him.

Your cat curls up in between the space between his neck and shoulder. You wash away the mask off your face. Chris waits patiently for you to finish up and come back on the screen. He yawned loudly.

“You tired, Bear?” You asked.

“Yeah,” he mumbled.

“Oh look at you three!” You squealed seeing them.

You take a screenshot of them of course making Chris huff.

“Where’s Berlioz?” You asked.

“I dunno. Probably destroying our house,” Chris said. “Or plotting my murder.”

“Why would the cats murder you? You feed them,” you said and turned off the bathroom lights.

“I don’t know their motives,” he said.

You laughed and climbed into his big bed. You get under the covers and lay on your side looking at your phone.

“You’re looking comfy in my bed,” Chris said.

“It’d be better with Dodger and my kitties,” you said.

“Well, Honey, you just outta come back to Boston,” he said.

“And I will,” you said.

You both continue talking until he ultimately crashes. You screenshot your roommate who looks so peaceful in his bed filled with animals.

“Goodnight, Chrissy. Goodnight, Marie. Goodnight, Dodger. Goodnight, Berlioz,” you said.

You watch them for a good minute before hanging up.

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tshollandlove · 6 years

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Piece By Piece {1}

Pairings: Tom Holland x Single Parent!OC, Chris Evans x Sibling!OC

Word Count: 1379

Warnings: N/A

Synopsis: Twenty-year-old Madi Evans has decided she's had enough with dating. The only thing good to ever come out of it was her three-year-old, Christopher Clayton 'Clay' Evans. Madi's older brother, Chris Evans, very much disagrees, not wanting his sister to go on without a lover, and not wanting his nephew to go on without a father. But will Madi's perspective change when a certain Brit becomes one of Chris' cast mates?

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“So, I was thinking-”

“Oh no, that never means anything good with you.” Madi teases her older brother, Christopher as a smile dances across her lips.

“Okay, I’m going to ignore the rude interruption and continue. I was thinking that maybe you should get back in the game. You know, it has been three years.” Madi looks to Chris, knowing he is right, but far too nervous to admit it. “I can even help you! Who better to help you find a man good enough for you than Captain America himself?”

Madi laughs at Chris’ pose, the older of the two flexing his arms as he wears a smirk.

“How many times do we need to address the fact that you aren’t actually Steve Rogers? Besides, what suddenly brings this up? I don’t think it’s normal for men in their thirties to feel the need to play matchmaker for their twenty-year-old sister. Especially when they are waiting to pick-up her son from her horrid ex.”

“I’m glad that you mentioned who we are currently waiting for, speaking of that douche, where is he?” Madi scolds Chris for his language, thankful that Clayton, her three-year-old was not in the car.

“Get that all out of your system now, I really don’t need mom to hear her youngest grandchild say douche. I don’t know where Jake is, but please try to refrain from calling him rude things, he is still Clay’s father.” Chris looks at Madi in annoyance, not with her but rather the 'training’ that Jack has put her through.

“You don’t need to defend him, you know? Not to me, not to anyone. He deserves to rot in hell for what he did to you. Why do you let Clay spend time with him,” Before Chris can continue Madi raises her voice, cutting him off.

“Enough! Christopher, enough. Jake just pulled up so I’d really appreciate it if you could use those so called great acting skills of yours and put a smile on your face. Maybe it’ll actually help you win one of your nominations for once.” Madi finishes her rant as she unbuckles her seatbelt, not daring to look her eldest brother in the eyes. She unlocks the door of the car which sits in the back parking lot of the Target, ready to exit as her ex parks.

Madi steps out, straightening her shirt as Jake unbuckles 'their’ son from his booster, Clayton not yet old enough to do it himself. The young boy then jumps out of the car and runs into his mother’s arms as if he had not seen her for weeks, despite it only being a mere six hours in reality.

“Oh hello, my love. I missed you so much, did you have a good time with daddy?” Madi questions her son as she runs her fingers through his brunette hair, something he took after his mother.

“Yeah, Jake has no toys wike Uncle Chris though. I don’t wanna go back again, can’t I just stay with you always like before?” Madi holds back the tears at hearing her son’s request, wanting nothing more than to spend every moment of every day with him. She puts on a smile however as she rubs her son’s arms.

“I know darling, I know. How about you go around to Uncle Chris’ side of the car and have him help you get in, huh? Then you two can decide what Disney movie we’ll watch tonight. Does that sound like a plan?” Clayton vigorously nods his head at the suggestion, running around to his Uncle’s door as fast as his little legs could take him. Once Clayton was out of ear shot Madi turned to the twenty-five-year old, disgusted with the smirk on his face.

“So, same time next week then?” The woman asked Jake, wanting to still give him a chance with Clayton, despite her family’s strong disagreement.

“Yeah, about that. I don’t think this is gonna work. I mean the kid is great but… it’s not him, it’s me.” The mother’s eyes widened, not even able to believe what she was hearing. Her arms crossed, which upon seeing through the car window, Chris immediately knew was not good.

“What did you just say? 'It’s not him, it’s you?’ This isn’t some random chick you picked up off the side of the road, Jake! This is our child! Well, my child, if we’re being frank. You suddenly appeared back in my life two months ago and say you want to be a father? You know what, screw you.” Her voice never raising, scared for her son to hear her words, she finishes her rant. Only to end with a hard slap to Jake’s cheek. Upon this contact Chris jumped out of the driver’s seat and ran around to his sister, holding her steady.

“Okay, we’re leaving. Now. Get in the car Madi, I need to have a discussion here with Jake.” Too frustrated and let down to argue with her brother, Madi made her way back to the car. After closing the door, she leaned back against the headrest, exhausted from letting out her feelings that had been bottled up for so long. A few seconds after closing her eyes, Madi was distracted by the quiet sobs of her son.

“Christopher Clayton Evans, why on Earth are you crying? Oh, come here to Mama.” Madi quickly climbed over the center consul and back to her son, nothing mattering more to her than comforting her child.

“Were you yelling cause of me, Mommy?” Madi’s heart shattered upon hearing her son’s question, upset that he heard her yells, and saddened that he thought they could be because of him.

“No, baby, no, Mommy was not yelling because of you. I probably shouldn’t have been yelling at all, but don’t you think for a second that it was because of you. The only time I will ever yell because of you, is because I’m defending you, like how Dodger barks if he thinks you’re in trouble. Okay?”

“Okay Mommy, I’m sorry for crying. Can we go home now?” Madi painfully smiled at her son’s apology before looking out the window only to see her brother throw a punch at Jake, knocking him to the ground.

“Don’t apologize baby, it’s okay. Yes we can go home, just let me go stop your Uncle from killing someone.” The young woman hopped out of the car, making sure to close the door as to prevent her son from hearing.

“Christopher Robert Evans! Do not make me regret naming my son after you.” Chris turned around after hearing the yells of his younger sister, dropping the collar of the douche that knocked up his sister at seventeen. Seeing her death glare, Chris turned and walked back to his car, but not before kicking Jake once more in the stomach.

After a successful Disney movie night of watching Finding Nemo, Madi picked up her sleeping three-year-old from the couch to take him to bed. After taking him upstairs to his room and tucking him in, she returned to the top of the stairs to bid her brother an early goodnight.

“It’s only eight o'clock, are you really going to bed, sis?” Chris questioned his younger sister that doubled as his housemate.

“Yeah, it’s been a stressful day, so I think I’m just gonna take a bath, then lay in bed and read a good book until I fall asleep. It’s been far too long since I did that.” Madi gave her brother a reassuring smile, the younger of the two having been able to sense his concern.

“Okay, I’m going I call over some of my buddies then to hang out, if that’s okay with you. We’ll chill outside as to not be disturbing.” The woman smiled at her brother’s kindness, the man always considering his sister and nephew before making a decision.

“Of course, it’s your house as well. Who all are you thinking of inviting?”

“Just a few guys, probably RDJ, Mackie, Seb, Renner, Mark, and Tom.”

“Oh, Hiddleston! I love that man, always so witty.”

“No, not that Tom.”

“Oh, there’s another Tom? Since when?”

“Guess I didn’t tell you, we found Spidey!”

“Cool! So, Tom who?”

“Holland. Tom Holland.”

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reject-princess97 · 7 years

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Tom Holland Imagine

(In this Tom and Reader are 25 years old.)

I turned around in the spot, looking around the room that had been decorated for my daughters fifth birthday themed birthday party. The theme of the party was The Avengers. Why, because her dad is Spider man.

OK so he's not THE Spider man, her dad is the actor who plays Peter Parker/ Spider man, Tom Holland. Tom and I have been together for ten years now and we are as happy as ever.

At the age of 11 Tom and I met on the show of Billy Elliot, I was an extra in the dance class while he played Billy Elliot. We became fast friends and you both got on really well. You started dating at the age of 15 and have been together ever since. at the age of 20 we found out I was pregnant and we were over the moon. Our family were so supportive and helped us out when ever we needed it. Tom and I went crazy with all the shopping we did, we bought anything and everything we saw babies and toddlers needed and nine months later I gave birth to our baby girl Parker Elizabeth Holland, named after the role that made Tom the big actor he is now and after my best friend Elizabeth Olson who I met after Tom got the part as Peter Parker in Captain America : Civil War and that our life changed forever.

And now here I am, Five years later, preparing Parker's birthday party with help from Elizabeth Olson, Scarlett Johansson and my Mum and Tom's Mum were readying the food for the party to start.

"Y/N, are you OK?" I heard someone ask I turned to see Jeremy Renner smiled at me as he entered the room, holding a box with Parker's birthday cake inside. I nodded and shrugged,

"I guess it just feels weird without Tom here." I replied as I took the cake from his arms and placed it on the table that all the food is on and opened the box to look at the cake that had a picture of Parker and Tom smiling at the camera and a big gold glittery 5 candle stood in the middle.

"I know but you know he wanted to be here, it was his agent who got in the interview on the same day." Scarlett called over. I nodded and smiled.

"I know that and Tom said he was pissed at him for doing that." I laughed, making the others laugh as we finished of the decorations.

I had met the MARVEL actors while Tom was shooting for Captain America: Civil War, I had gone with him to the set a lot and when Tom was filming I would sit and talk to anyone that wasn't in the scene. The after a while I met other actors at premieres like Chris Hemsworth and Mark Ruffalo and when Tom started filming other Avengers movies we all became closer until they all became family, so of course they were all invited to the party and most were helping set up, while Rob and Mark had taken Parker out until we were ready.

Coming to Parker's Birthday party was Chris Evans, Sebastian Stan,Chris Hemsworth, Tom Hiddleston, Jeremy Renner, Mark Ruffalo, RDJ, Scarlett Johannson and Paul Bettney and Elizabeth Olsen. It had been Lizzy's idea to have arranged that they all would change into costume and become their characters so Parker and her friends can have pictures with them. There was also the actors kids and the kids from Parker's school class My parents and family and Toms parents and family as well a Zandaya and Harry, Tom's friends so the party was pretty big.

"And we're done!" I heard Chris E shout as he pinned up the last of the banners. Just in time to, it was almost 5 with meant the guest would be arriving soon. I smiled and grabbed my bag and wan into the bathroom and pulled out my change of clothes.

I put on a pair of black skinny jeans, a red top that came down to about mid thigh, a blue leather jacket and a pair of black converse high tops, I let my hair fall into it's natural mess of curls and and added a Spider man bow that Parker had picked out for me.

I exited the bathroom and smiled as I noticed guests had started to arrive. Before I even had time to move from the bathroom door I heard a high pitch screech and I saw my baby girl running, full speed to wards me, wearing almost exactly the same outfit as me. I dropped my bag just as she leaped into my arms and hugged me tight.

"Mama, Uncle Rob buyed me a Iron man toy." She yelled excitedly. Waving a miniature Iron man figure in my face.

"Wow honey, I hope you said thank you?" I told her as I smiled at her.

"Yes I did" she nodded.

"Good, now lets go party." I smiled as I heard music begin to play, she nodded and jumped back onto the floor only to grab my hand and drag me onto the dance floor and was danced for about an hour until most of the guests had arrived and I got a text from Liz telling me they were ready.

"OK Parker," I called over to her and she came skipping over to me, pulling Zandaya along behind her. I laughed and shook my head, "Parker, I have a surprise for you. Come on out guys." I called and out came the avengers, they came running out from behind a curtain and on to the dance floor in front of everyone. All her favorite hero's were there: Iron man, Captain America, Thor, Hawk eye, Bruce Banner (because the Hulk was to dangerous to be here), Vision, Black widow and The Scarlett witch, even Loki was there. Each of our actor friends dressed at their characters for Parker. Except for Spider man, he, as I understood, was to be played by Tom's best friend Harrison. I watched as Parker saw the guys and her face light up. She got so excited, she runs straight to Captain America AKA uncle Chris.

"WOW, Captain America and Iron man!" She yelled as She reached them. "What are you doing here?" She asked them as She jumped down and went down the line hugging each of the heroes until she came to a stop at Spider man.

"Who are you?" She asked, standing in front of the man she had come to know as her dad's character. I suddenly felt a little guilty at the sight of Parker, pointing and glaring at poor harry in the Spider man costume.

"I'm Spider man" he spoke, his voice sounded different to what Harrison usually sounded like but I guess he was just trying to sound more like Tom so just left it.

"No you're not" Parker stated.

"I am, I'm your friendly neighborhood Spider man." Harry tried again.

"No you're not, my daddy is Spiderman and my Daddy is working." Parker shouted at him making me laugh a little.

"I promise I am Spider man, see" and he lifted his mask to reveal my boyfriends smiling face. It took her a minute to process but after a few seconds she dove into Tom's arms and hugged him.

"Daddy, you're home." She yelled, I just stood there in shock, Tom hadn't told me he was coming home, I really though Harrison was in the suit. I felt a pair of hand land on my shoulder and I turned to see Harry smiled wickedly at me. I jabbed him and the tummy lightly and turned back to Watch to and Parker hold onto each other for dear life.

"You didn't think I was gonna miss my spiderling's birthday did you?" He asked. picking her feet of the ground and standing up, smiling and waving at everyone around them.

"Tom? What the Hell is going on?" I asked still shocked.

"Hello love, how are you?"Tom asked me putting our daughter on the ground, she kissed his cheek before running of to Mark rufflo who smiled at her as he picked her up.

"How are you here, Tom? You said you were working."

"I may have told you a little fib. I knew if I had told you I was coming home you would have told Parker."

"No I wouldn't, not if you had told me it was a surprise." I argued.

"Ok so you're telling me, when Parker was crying down the phone because she missed me, you wouldn't have made her feel better by telling her she would see me soon?"

"OK, yeah, you made the right call," I nodded, seeing his point.I hated seeing my baby girl cry, it killed me inside. I laughed a little and smiled at Tom who smiled back and held open his arms.

"So are you just gonna stand there or are you going to kiss me." Tom laughed. I smiled back and ran into his waiting arms and kissed him. Everyone around us all busting into applause.

"Guy, my mum is kissing Spiderman." Parker yelled to the other avengers who laughed along with everyone else.

"Ok, why don't we get some family pictures" My mum called we all nodded "we'll start with Parker, Y/N and Tom, then with the avengers added then with grandparents." She instructed.

First Tom and I stood together with Parker in our arms. *Click*

Then came Tom, Parker and I with our parents, Chris H insisted he took the picture. *Click*

Then Parker and the avengers next. The order went Chris Evans, Sebastian Stan Chris Hemsworth, Tom Hiddleston, Jeremy Renner and Mark Rufflo, then in front of them was RDJ, Scarlett and Paul Bettney then at the very front was Tom, Parker, and Elizabeth. *Click*

"Wait, my mummy needs to take a picture with the avengers too." Parker yelled as she ran to me and pulled me forward.

"She's right, Y/N needs to get in on the avenger love" Jeremy laughed, I smiled and went and sat next to Tom as Parker ran over to my mum who was holding the camera and my dad held my phone taking photos. Tom's mum had his phone and was getting ready to take a photo when Tom called out.

"Wait, before we take the picture I need to asked Y/N something." Tom announce.

"I expect you will be needing this." Elizabeth asked handing Tom a small black box.

"I will, thanks Lizzy." Tom smiled before he dropped down on one knee, smiling up at me. "Y/N We have been together for ten years now and for ten years I have loved you each and everyday and I will love you until the day I die. SO I ask you now if you would do me the honour of being my wife. Y/N will you marry me?" He asked opening the little black box revealing a diamond ring.

"Yes." I laughed, Tom stood, slipped a somewhat large, beautiful ring onto my finger and kissed me as everybody cheered.

"Omg that was so beautiful," Jeremy fake cried earning a smack to the back of the head from "Bruce Banner" and "Loki" at the same time.

"Oh my spiderson is all grown up" RDJ yelled making us all laugh.

"Ok, picture time Mrs Holland." My mum called. I nodded and smiled at the camera but Tom had other Ideas. He turned me to face him and kissed me as he held my hand to show the ring he had slipped onto my finger, while all the other Avengers cheered.

"Best birthday ever!" Parker yelled as she ran at Tom who picked her up. "Daddy, put the mask back on for another picture." She laughed. Tom did as told and pulled the mask on for another picture. This time the photo involved everyone.

After about a billion more photos we all started our own different convocation and soon everybody had started making there way home due to it being almost 8pm and there were a lot of young kids here.

I was talking with Scarlett, Elizabeth and Chris E when my phone started to buzz non stop. I looked to see I had been tagged in two Instagram posts, both from Tom. The first was the photo of Parker and the Avengers with the caption: '@tomholland2013: Surprised my daughter on her birthday with the rest the Avengers. Thank you @Y/N for giving me the greatest gift a guy like me could ask for and thank you for bringing her up at be as smart and amazing as you are. Happy 5th Birthday Parker Elizabeth Holland, my Spiderling princess Super Iron girl (She came up with the awesome nickname, not me) I loves you so much baby girl.'

The second picture was the one of Tom and I kissing, showing off my new bling while The Avengers seem to be fangirling behind us, with the caption: '@tomholland2013: The most amazing thing happened to me today, @Y/N, who is the Lois Lane to my Clark Kent, the Pepper Potts to my Tony Stark, the Harley Quinn to my Joker, the Khaleesi to my Khal Drogo, the Deadpool to my Spider man, the love of my life, has agreed to marry me, that's right, @Y/N will soon be mine forever *evil laugh*. No but for real though, this girl has already given me the most amazing gift in the world, Our daughter and now the mother of my child is to finally become my wife and I am so happy...I love you @Y/N and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. Xxxxxxx'

As I read the posts I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and Toms head rested on my shoulder. He was now dressed in normal clothes and had been running around and dancing with Parker and our family so he was a little hot and sweaty.

"Hi," He smiled at me.

"Hey, where's Parker?" I asked him. He pointed over towards a pile of coats on a chair, but upon closer inspection I noticed the pile of coats was in fact my daughter asleep under Tom's jacket on the chairs.

"Honey, why don't you and Tom take Parker home, we can clear this away tomorrow while Parker is with your parents." Lizzy smiled, pointing towards the party decorations. I smiled and nodded and turned to Tom who shrugged back.

"It's probably best I mean our daughter is currently asleep on a chair, that can't be comfortable." I laughed. Tom and I said a quick goodbye to our friends before taking Parker back home to put her to bed.

"We both took a shower and got changed for before climbing in and turning on the tv.

"So, we have choice to tonight. Brooklyn nine nine, Game of thrones or Smallville?" I told Tome as I flicked though the channals.

"Oh, let's watch a bit of Brooklyn Nine Nine, Not seen if for a while and I feel like we need to keep our good mood." Tom smiled taking the remote from my hand and pressing play on the show.

"Believe me, as long as I'm with you, I will never not be in a good mood." I kissed him and snuggled in to his chest at the programs started.

"I love you Mrs Holland." Tom whispered in my ear.

"I love you too Spider man, now shush, Jake peralta is on the TV." I smiled making Tom laugh.

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#tom holland imagine #marvel #imagine #Peter parker #peter parker imagine #MCU imagine #robert downey jr #chris evans #chris hemsworth #mark ruffalo #jeremy renner #black widow #elizabeth olsen

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