#do you mean harrison osterfield?

[holland-daydream]

Truth or Dare (part 2)

Pairing: Tom Holland x Fem!Reader x Harrison Osterfield

A/N: Here is part two for Truth or Dare, you can find part one here

Warning: Female submission, male domination, pure filthy smut, threesome. Only 18+, minors will be blocked

Word Count: 1.6k

You opened your eyes wide at the question, considering his previous reaction you had already discarded the idea that there was an upcoming threesome with him, and you had to admit his sudden disposition took you by surprise. Yet, being the tease that you are, decided to play it innocent. “What’s next? Sleep, like we said” you said, smiling widely at him. Harrison rolled his eyes at your teasing response and ignored it, looking directly at Tom “Dude, are you seriously okay with this?” “F’yeah mate, as far as she wants to take it, I’m down”. He said, looking at you. He sighed as a confirmation and walked along with you both.

“Did you bring your car? We can drop you off at y-“ you asked, friendly. “You ain’t dropping me anywhere, I’m staying at yours tonight”. He answered in a boldly way, which weirdly turned you on. He jumped in the back seat and Tom was driving, you shuffled through the music until finally deciding for 3 by Britney Spears. “Fitting” you thought. The silence in the car was overwhelming and uncomfortable, there was no way this could be turned into a sex scene in half an hour. You decided to bring up some small talking to avoid the cold to take over and keep the both engaged and out of their thoughts, in case they were overthinking the situation.

Your plan succeeded and by the time you reached home a few topics had been addressed, just trivial stuff such as what Netflix show were you binging on, but that was ok.

Harrison had stayed at your house multiple times and needed no guide, so you walked straight to the kitchen to prepare three glasses of wine and get everything clear before jumping at the action. Tom turned on the music, a slow and sensual music playlist, and let it play in the background at low volume. While Harrison was in the bathroom, he approached you. “Hey love” he started “are you sure about this, right? You know if anything goes wrong you can always speak and we’ll stop” he reassured you. He was the most caring person you had ever been with. “I know buds, I’m more worried about Haz. He doesn’t look too sure, I don’t wanna force this” you said, pouting. “He’ll be okay, this isn’t his first one” he said, raising your curiosity to know more about other stuff Haz had done. “Ask him” he jokingly said, brushing off the subject.

Harrison came from the bathroom and although he looked nervous, he walked firmly to you and grabbed the glass of wine. The silence took over again and you decided to finally put the subject on the table: “So, I’m up for anything you’re comfortable doing, Haz”. He choked on the wine and after recovering himself he nodded, “I’m up for everything” he answered. You laughed at his eagerness and found it cute. “But, is there anything you don’t like?” You really wanted to make everything clear so that everyone had fun. “Not really, I mean, I don’t like being the bottom one or anything like that” he said, mostly looking at Tom. “D’worry mate, I’m not into that either. The only bottom one will be y/n” he said. You blushed, you loved it when he talked about you like that, like a toy. Tom knew that, saw you blushing and jumped at the chance. He put down the glass of wine and slowly walked to you. “In fact…” he continued, standing behind you and wrapping his hands on your neck from behind, firmly holding you. He put his lips right next to your ear, “…she will be our bottom. She will be our toy, our little pleaser, because she is such a good girl, isn’t she?” you closed your eyes at the sound of his words, biting your lip and moaning “mhmm”, Tom pressed harder on your neck “mhmm what?” “mhmm Daddy” “Good girl”. Harrison just stood there watching, already hard just by watching you squirm at Tom’s words. “Baby, you know good girls don’t keep guests waiting. Come on, give Haz one of your special kisses” You locked eyes with Tom and left his embrace, quickly moved on to Harrison, grabbing his face and bringing your lips together, slowly introducing your tongue inside his mouth, you both moaning at the sensation. After a while you separated and grabbed his hands, you three walking towards the bedroom.

Tom grabbed you by the hair, forcing your eyes to meet his. “Undress”, you nodded and proceeded to undress yourself, eagerly. Tom and Harrison stood back and watched you, while Haz was still shy, Tom was having the time of his life.

So, you stood there completely naked in front of them, shyly waiting for them to say something.

“What are you waiting for, Haz?” Tom teased. “Cm’on baby, you know just how to make people feel good” he continued, with a smirk, and sat down on the armchair to watch the scene. You grabbed Haz by the wrist, helping him sit down on the bed, then proceeded to unbelt him and remove his trousers, while he was dazed by your actions. You slid down his underwear and gently grabbed his member with your hands, slowly licking it without losing eye contact with him. He bit his lip watching you, but when you put his whole member on your mouth, deep, he lost it and threw his head back overtaken by the pleasure. You continued to work your way with his cock, gagging and licking it, sucking and moving your hand, rejoicing yourself with the moans coming out of Harrison’s mouth. After some minutes he raised his head and mumbled “fuck, stop, I’m gonna cum”. You totally ignored his words and continued, being interrupted by Tom, who grabbed your hair and forced you to separate from Harrison. “Didn’t you hear him say stop?” your eyes were now meeting Tom’s, spit all over your face and your eyes a little dazed and watery. “I thought you were obedient, baby” he said, pretending to be disappointed. Truth is, he adored when you disobeyed because that gave him the chance to punish you. “s-sorry d-daddy” you mumbled.

Just by the hair, he threw you on the bed next to Harrison, face down ass up. You didn’t dare to raise your head, you knew better than that. You heard another belt unbuckling and knew it was Tom’s. “Fuck” you thought. And here it came, your ass was hit by the leather material, which left a pretty red mark on your ass but also a tingling sensation. You bit your lip to hold back the moan. “I ain’t hearing you” Tom said. “Thank you, Daddy” you said, loud enough for him to hear. He gave you 3 or 4 more strokes, all followed by a “Thank you, Daddy”, and your ass had gotten a bright red colour now. “Wanna try?” he asked Harrison. He grabbed Tom’s belt and imitated his gesture, giving you a light stroke which felt like tickles after Tom’s spankies. “You need to hit her stronger” Tom was trying to teach him, grabbing the belt. “Like this”, he said, hitting your ass so harsh that you jumped a little. Harrison grabbed the belt again and hit you, this time stronger. “Thank you…” you weren’t sure what to call Harrison. “Sir”, he said, finishing your sentence. “Thank you, Sir” you said, smiling at the name.

Tom sat on the bed in front of you, cupping your face into his hands. “How are you baby?” you kissed him “’m good”. “Alright, get on all fours” he commanded, and you obeyed. He slid down his jeans and placed his hips in front of your mouth. “I’m not gonna lie baby, I’m a bit jealous Haz got a blowjob and I didn’t. How bout you suck me off while he fucks you from behind, hmm?” you nodded with a smile and he slid down his boxers while you felt Haz getting positioned behind you, firmly grabbing your hips and slowly entering his member into you while you gagged on Tom’s cock. Haz was fucking you deeply, holding you so hard you thought he was going to bruise you, while Tom was holding your head against his cock so you gagged, drooled and choked on it. Your moans were silenced by having your mouth full and you could feel the orgasms build up. “Fuck, you’re so wet” Haz mumbled. “Baby, I’m gonna cum if you keep working me this well” Tom said. You were abandoned to the pleasure and couldn’t form a coherent sentence even if your mouth got freed from Tom. “Fuck baby” Tom muttered, holding you so hard you knew he was going to come soon. He did, filling your mouth, and then moving to the side, letting you fall down on the mattress with your mouth full of cum while Haz was still fucking you. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum too” Haz said, and Tom knew you had to be close too. He kneeled down, close to your ear, “Are you gonna be a good girl baby? Cum for Daddy, love” he whispered. You swallowed Tom’s cum and let yourself go into an orgasm, your contractions and moans were enough for Haz to finish and finally come inside of you, letting out a loud moan.

They laid down next to you while you still felt in a haze, sweating and smelling like sex. After your breathe had calmed down Tom was giving you kisses, cuddles and caresses. “Bubs, you should go to the bathroom” he advised, which you nodded, because you knew how important it was to go to the bathroom after having sex. You took the little time alone to compose yourself after returning with the boys. You laid down, and Haz started cuddling you. “So, how was it?” you asked them both. “Amazing” “Lovely” they both said. It didn’t take long until you all fell asleep.

#tom holland #tom holland smut #tom holland one shot #tom holland fanfic #tom holland x reader x harrison osterfield #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x reader #tom holland x harrison osterfield #harrison osterfield x y/n #harrison osterfield x reader

[annathesillyfriend]

Did I want to make a big post to celebrate a full year of making rec lists? Yes. Did I completely forget about making this list til the last 2 hours of April? Maybe so 👀👀 Life's getting crazier and crazier and I'm not reading as many fics nowadays. I'd like to take this opportunity to let all the wonderful writers know that if i like and don't reblog your work, it means I haven't read it yet. I don't have a lot of free time right now and when I have the time, I don't have the energy to give proper feedback so I just mark fics to read later when I have both time and energy (unfortunately these moment are very rare 🤡).

Okay, back to business. Here are my favourite stories I've managed to read this month. Enjoy!

To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much!

To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It’s the least we can do to show our gratitude.

Also, please, mind the writers’ warnings!

🌷PETER PARKER🌷

predictive text by @rae-gar-targaryen

↳ one-shot, tasm!peter, i just want to make out with that man, is that too much to ask??

right person, wrong universe by @farfromharry

↳ one-shot, i am in pain 😬 (worht is tho)

the magic word by @ptergwen

↳ one-shot, this is a need not a want

words are futile devices by @full-time-make-believer

↳ one-shot, 18+, i'm 😫😫😫

wipe your blood off the concrete by @silkscream

↳ one-shot, 18+, best friends to lovers, let's give a round of applause for this beautiful piece of work

if i could die in your arms by @selfcarecap

↳ one-shot, 18+, peter x reader x peter, this is what i like to call good shit 😌

kiss me in th+e dark by @spidervee

↳ one-shot, 18+, when is best friend!peter gonna kiss me? 😭😭 if you're in need of a delicious tasm!peter story, V's blog is the place to go!

the spider and the sunflower by @/spidervee

↳ one-shot, 18+, tattoo artist!peter x florist@reader, see above ⬆

one last chance by @belovedholland

↳ one-shot, we love a good angsty story 👌

always waiting (for you to come home) by @peterbenjiparker

↳ one-shot, i love M in the 'i want to hold your hand' kind of way. she puts out banger after a banger!

🌷JOAQUIN TORRES🌷

assistant for the day by @ofstarsandvibranium

↳ one-shot, biker/flower shop au, joaquin and flowers just go so well together

take care of you like this. by @inklore

↳ one-shot, 18+, how to make people sweat in just 600 words

🌷MATT MURDOCK🌷

like a love letter by @bucky-murdock-moans

↳ one-shot, V really went straight for my heart here 😌

🌷BUCKY BARNES🌷

hands on by @angrythingstarlight

↳ one-shot, 18+, biker!bucky's hands. that's it, that's the fic

the list by @xbuchananbarnes

↳ one-shot, Dani's fics are a whole another level of good 🙌

bribe the super by @real-jane

↳ one-shot, just thinking about this story makes me smile like a mad woman, Kate I love you 💖💖

all this time by @jobean12-blog

↳ one-shot, 18+, neighbour!bucky, if you somehow don't know Jo yet, you need to know that she's the nicest person ever and such a talented writer and this story is a prove of that!

hat to hot by @jobean12-blog

↳ one-shot, 18+, here's another exaple if you don't believe me

the next step by @thecornerlot

↳ one-shot, my love for that man is out of control

🌷FRANK CASTLE🌷

complicated by @musingsinmoonlight

↳ one-shot, 18+, i don't often read frank fics but like 🥵

🌷STEVE ROGERS🌷

on va voir, ma chérie by @anika-ann

↳ one-shot, 18+, part of the attached series, my girl went wild in this one and i am so grateful 💖

love can only hurt like this by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

↳ one-shot, 18+, read this 2 weeks ago and i'm still not okay :')

🌷TOM HOLLAND🌷

together at dawn by @osterfield-holland-andcompany

↳ series, tom x reader but also harrison x reader, i love this story with every single cell of my body

nothing more, nothing less by @farfromharry

↳ one shot, roommate@tom x platonic!reader, what a great story!

(un)expected by @luciwritesstuff

↳ series, this is so GOOD. i don't have the words, hurt me at times but i love this story so so much 💕

🌷ANTHONY BRIDGERTON🌷

a lack of convincing by @benedictscanvas

↳ one shot, great story 🥰

it's a bad idea, me and you by @anthonysharmaa

↳ one shot, it's named after a song from my favourite musical, of course it's a good fic!

🌷BENEDICT BRIDGERTON🌷

paint with me by @magpiencrow

↳ one shot, rivals to lovers, stunning story 💕

forgive me by @benedictscanvas

↳ one shot, friends to lovers, pining, longing, all the good stuff

🌷BRUCE WAYNE🌷

sure as hell not jesus (but your saving me) by @greenorangevioletgrass

↳ one shot, 18+, another month another guy to obsses over because if Ava 😂

#april 2022 fic recs #fic recs #marvel fic recs #peter parker x reader #peter parker fic recs

[jahayla-parker]

300 Followers and Birthday Celebration!

Thank you all for the support, it’s crazy I have 300 of you on here 💜

To thank you, I’m doing two interactive things:

I will be hosting a voting/poll for you to chose which work will be posted next (minus a few I have queued up already for next few days -mentioned below). These details will be found at the bottom of this post!

The following list has emojis to send in via ask to have some fun and get to know each other more!

Celebration Asks (open until 11:59 November 30 PST):

🎵 send in a song lyric and character for a blurb and/or moodboard (please specify if you want both or only one)

💞send in some details about yourself for who I’d ship you with (if specific universe or set of people/characters, please note this)

📖send in a link to a work you’ve done that you want feedback on

🤷‍♀️ send in kmk, cym, wyr, etc.

👯‍♀️mutuals only: send in for a handwritten note from me to you

🤫send in your anonymous honest thoughts on me or my work, on characters/people/universes I write for, on anything you’d like to get off your chest

🎉send in information about you or an aesthetic of your choosing and a character/person for a personalized moodboard

🤗send in any question you’d like me to answer; about anything!

Poll/Voting Information (Open till November 18th 12pm/Noon PST):

Rules are:

One vote per person

Must be following me

Vote must be submitted by November 18th (Friday) at 12pm/Noon PST to be counted

Options are:

Lying Bastard : Kaz Brekker

Kaz breaks up with reader and sends her away claiming it is because she can’t keep up when it is actually for her own protection. Jesper eventually notices and tells Kaz they need to go and “get his girl back”.

To Gamble or Not to Gamble : Jesper Fahey

Based on prompt of “We can't afford to gamble like this." "Are you kidding? This is the perfect time to gamble."

Disappointed : Preference for Kaz Brekker, Peter Parker, and Jesper Fahey

Based on prompt of: "I mean, what did you expect?" “Nothing. And I was still disappointed."

Game Over : Preference for Tom Holland, Harrison Osterfield, Kaz Brekker, and Jesper Fahey

Based on prompt of: "You're supposed to be dead!" "Yeah, sorry about that."

Cannot Be Broken : Tom Holland

Reader is Tom’s gf and she ends up injured due to a fan interaction (protective Tom)

Crushing Plans : Peter Parker

Reader is classmate of Peter’s and has a crush on him. Peter has to chose between y/n and MJ. Reader is a good witch and helps Peter during the events of Far From Home.

Dents & Dinners : Tom Holland

Tom takes reader out to dinner after he hits her in the head with a golf ball.

Instant Support: Harrison Osterfield

Reader is in a long distance relationship with Haz but supports him when he experiences a loss and he returns the favor when she loses someone close to her.

Comfortable: Austin Butler

Reader and Austin have been dating for awhile and y/n notices he is beginning to worry too much about his appearance and fame, prompting her to press for a night in just the two of them in comfortable clothes.

Happily Ever After Series : Harrison Osterfield

Series will cover Proposal, Family and friend reactions, Blurbs on bachelor party and best men, Wedding planning, wedding day

Happily Ever After Series: Tom Holland

Series will cover Proposal, Family and friend reactions, Blurbs on bachelor party and best men, Wedding planning, wedding day

“Til Death” Happily Ever After Series: Kaz Brekker

Series will cover Proposal, Family and friend reactions, Blurbs on bachelor party and best men, Wedding planning, wedding day

Warmth : Tom Holland

Autumn prompt where Tom encourages reader to change out of her wet clothes

Halloween Treats: Tom Holland

Tom and reader end up having a make out session while trying to pass out candy on Halloween

Risk : Kaz Brekker

Y/n was his greatest risk, but he’d risk anything for her

Burning Vengeance: Kaz Brekker

Reader seeks vengeance on those who wronged Kaz in the past

Getting Personal: Tom Holland 18+

Reader is the personal assistant for Tom and they start a sexual relationship

Stuck : Kaz Brekker

They were stuck together for better or for worse, no matter what demons and past lives existed. Kaz was stuck with accepting that y/n cared for him and saw the good in him no matter what.

Never Steal From The Devil : Kaz Brekker x Reader (& Six of Crows x Platonic!Reader)

Someone makes the horrible mistake of kidnapping y/n and has to learn firsthand why you never steal from the devil

Wips that are not open to voting

Under The Weather : Freddy Carter

Freddy takes care of a sick reader.

Not an option as already scheduled

TikTok Prank Preference of “Stuck tampon” for : Tom Holland, Peter Parker, Sam Holland, Harry Holland, Harrison Osterfield, Kaz Brekker, Freddy Carter, Jesper Fahey, Aaron Warner, Cardan Greenbriar, Pjn Hawthorne, Austin Butler

Blurb preference with the characters/people listed above based on the viral TikTok prank where the person pretend they have a tampon stuck and need their partner to help them to see how they react.

Not an option as already pre scheduled

Happy Birthday : Tom Holland, Peter Parker, Harrison Osterfield, Nikolai Lantsov, Kaz Brekker, Jesper Fahey, Freddy Carter, Austin Butler, Cardan Greenbriar

Blurb and moodboards for how they’d celebrate reader’s birthday and their own.

Not an option as already pre scheduled

Bewitched Love : Peter Parker

Reader from crushing plans x Peter during NWH events

Not an option as this is a part two to Crushing Plans.

Tagging mutuals and taglists: @theslayerofthevampires @galaxyholland @bigbirdstwins @mcushvft @fishingirl12 @raajali3 @justapurrcat @natswifey @directioner5life @ell0ra-br3kk3r @laylasbunbunny @natswife-marvelicious @emmymaehereeeeee @belovedholland @toms-gf @belovedstyles @parkerxreader

#jahayla parker #Jahayla’s 300 follower celebration #Jahayla’s birthday celebration #thank you all #mwuah <3 #mutuals 👯‍♀️ #my wips #wip teaser #tom holland x reader #tom holland fluff #tom holland #tom holland x y/n #my writing #tom holland x you #tom holland fanfic #Kaz brekker #six of crows #Shadow and Bone #Nikolai lantsov #cardan greenbriar #tfota #shatter me #aaron warner #Jesper fahey #Sam holland #Harry holland #Harrison osterfield #Peter Parker #Spider-Man #x Reader

[thompsborn]

Which cast do you picture in the Homeward Bound universe? Id assumed it was tom holland’s peter because harley doesn’t exist in the other spidermen’s movies but I also know you’re a Garfield-Spidey fan and that Harry Osborn and Gwen haven’t been MCU’d—just out of curiosity!!

okay hi this is the first of my current EIGHT unanswered hb asks omg. i'm !!!!! actually shaking with excitement about the fact that i'm about to get to ramble SO MUCH about hb holy shit. okay. okay.

so, obviously harley is based off ty simpkins, but i kind of?? like i mean, yes ty literally plays harley lmao, but also i picture him SLIGHTLY differently in my head. like how he looks in endgame i feel is a different vibe than how ty looks irl. i don't know if that makes any sense at all but i can't explain it, it's just like. he looks like ty but to the left. that's harley in my head. i cannot describe it any other way.

hb peter is 100% tom's peter because homeward bound is 100% canon compliant up to no way home (except for some headcanons such as peter having an uncle ben but uncle ben dying when peter was still really little in order to not fuck with the spidey home trilogy being peter's origin story - there are some other headcanons too that i can't remember off the top of my head, but i tried to make all of them align with mcu as much as possible as to not fuck with canon)

for harry and gwen it's not a spoiler for the most part except for one thing is kinda spoilery but not really? it reveals something about one of their characters that has not been established in the fic yet so just to be safe i'm gonna tag this w the spoiler tag and put it under the cut

okay so i'll start with harry

so there's a lot of variations with harry - sometimes he has brown hair, sometimes reddish hair, usually blue eyes, though i love the idea of him having green eyes because. i mean. duh.

i didn't really think of fan casts for him specifically in hb, i haven't really gone in depth with his appearance in any of the chapters, but @alwaysonlineau made the actor from love, simon, nick robinson, the icon for harry's account and now i kind of can't picture anyone else lmao. nick has hazel eyes which can look greenish at times so i'm here for it. also i loved his acting in jurassic world and in love, simon so i think he could pull off harry pretty damn well.

here's the picture of nick robinson that @alwaysonlineau used that i REALLY love because it definitely has harry energy to me:

also i love that nick was in jurassic world with ty lmao. the ages are off obviously, nick is 28 and literally played ty's older brother in that movie, but for the sake of a fan cast i think nick when he was early 20's looks very Harry Osborn to me. at least he feels very fitting for fanon harry.

if someone were to actually play harry in the mcu i don't know if he'd feel super fitting, i've seen people mention harrison osterfield for mcu harry which i could see. i also looked through a list of harry fan casts and david mazouz looks harry like to me a bit. charlie heaton was also listed which idk if he could pull harry off but looks-wise i could kind of see. asher angel. i know timothee chalamet's name has been tossed around a bunch and i mean i think he could do it but he doesn't look like harry to me lmao. they'd have to make his appearance work for it.

maybe charlie rowe, who i also saw listed as a fan cast. asa butterfield was on that list as well and i could see the mcu going that route too. but in homeward bound, i pretty much just envision nick.

as for gwen stacy!

so, i thought this before @alwaysonlineau came back, and i know i'm not the only one because i've seen quite a few posts on here and other sites saying the same thing, especially after across the spider-verse came out and gwen had the trans flag and coloring and such, but i really think that hunter schafer would be an INCREDIBLE gwen.

it hasn't been mentioned in the fic yet (mostly because i didn't think of this until i was already like halfway through the fic and then i didn't officially decide on it until across the spider-verse came out) but gwen is trans in homeward bound. it's gonna be made explicitly clear as soon as i can figure out a fitting reason for why it wouldn't have been mentioned so far - it feels as though, since the fic is peter's pov and he's never mentioned it, it should be that gwen hasn't told him so he doesn't know, which means finding out is going to have to be a thing. not like a huge thing but it's going to have to become a scene of some kind that establishes the fact that she's trans and then also addresses why she didn't tell him/any of them.

i haven't decided on how yet - it might be a super casual thing where she just never thought to mention it because it's just a part of who she is and she doesn't feel the need to tell people because she doesn't think it really matters (and also hunter schafer has stated that she passes as a cis woman i remember seeing an interview after euphoria season one where she was talking about it and how like yeah it's great to have trans inclusion and representation in euphoria but also she knows that she's white and passing and that's probably a big part of why she got the role, which basically i'm mentioning because if hunter were to play gwen then gwen would also be able to pass very easily as a cis woman as well). i might make it a bigger thing, like maybe she experienced something (some kind of transphobia) in the past that made her very wary about telling people and then by the time she wanted to tell them it had been a long time so she didn't know how, etc. etc. etc.

i'm queer but like i'm a cis lesbian not trans or nonbinary or anything, i do have multiple trans friends and i've seen a lot of posts and art and such about different lives and experiences trans people have had but i'm still cis, so if anyone who isn't cis has any input on what they'd like to see, please let me know. i don't want to approach the topic with a lack of sensitivity and i want to have trans rep in hb but if people want it to be a casual thing then that's what i'll do, if people want there to be more to her backstory then i'll do that instead.

but yeah, basically i can REALLY picture hunter as gwen, like some of her acting in euphoria i feel has some potential gwen energy to it (specific scenes, some displays of emotion that i could see gwen having, etc) but also this picture of hunter feels VERY gwen to me:

also also, obviously zendaya is rue in euphoria so her and hunter are friends and have great chemistry together and as a gwemj lover that means a lot to me pdfjg

another possibility i could see is emma meyers, aka enid from wednesday. i think she's a great acctress and could encompass gwen's energy pretty well too, but my first pick would be hunter!

long answer short:

in homeward bound, i picture harry to look like nick robinson and i picture gwen to look like hunter schafer.

#homeward bound fic #homeward bound fic spoilers

[borhapparker]

writing commissions open!

hi y'all! i am finally (for i think the first time) opening commissions! as you guys know, i love writing, and i love creating new pieces with new ideas/settings/characters! i am now opening up writing commissions for those that want to get a personalized writing piece catered to their favorite character/actor/fandom! this does not mean that i will no longer be taking regular requests, those are still open! but now, if you want a personal writing piece with tom or one of the holland boys or even a winchester brother, i can do that with your name, attributes, etc !

below is how it works! i also take payments through paypal/venmo rather than ko-fi if that makes you more comfortable!

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here are the fandoms/characters/actors i will have open for writing commissions:

stranger things (steve harrington, billy hargrove, eddie munson, and their respective actors)

marvel (peter parker, bucky barnes, matt murdock, iron fist, moon knight, peter maximoff/xmen, warren worthington iii and their respective actors)

supernatural (sam and dean, castiel, jack, and their respective actors)

tom holland (his characters)/harry holland/sam holland/harrison osterfield

bohemian rhapsody (brian may, roger taylor, and their respective actors)

macgyver (lucas till/angus macgyver)

andrew garfield/tobey macguire (and their respective peter parker alternates)

matthew gray gubler/spencer reid

any and all prompts are open to me writing them! if you are curious as to what i do not accept, take a look here

i can also write for characters not mentioned but in the same fandoms! i may not have extensive knowledge but i can for sure try my best!

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my standard rate for written works is $0.01 USD per word. this translates to $1.00 per each 100 words. however, I am flexible depending on the request. see the end of this post for my restrictions. 

In every commission you must: - specify prompt/fandom - specify your pairing - provide as much detail as you deem necessary, or let me know if you’re giving me free reign over a concept

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[faefictions]

Lonely People | Ch 21

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Warnings: Suggestions of domestic abuse 

Word Count: 3566

Y/n’s friends had already been planning on spending New Year’s Eve together. Harrison had been dreading it, but nothing he had imagined had been as miserable as this. The 4 of them sat in near silence in the living room of the shared apartment all day. Robin sat in y/n’s absence. 

They had all hoped that she would come bursting through the door, ready for their planned party, apologizing for forgetting to mention where she had gone. The false hope was exhausting though. They all knew deep down that she wasn’t coming home. 

Halfway across the country, y/n was getting ready for another New Year’s Eve party. She hadn’t spoken to any of her old friends since her and Robin skipped town. Robin said it was better that way, and she never disagreed with that sentiment. Keeping contact with any of them meant holding on to part of the past she was trying so hard to get away from. Nevertheless, she was excited to see them again. They were never the problem with her life here. 

She was fully prepared to be smothered by them for the night. She knew that they had been worried about her, but she wasn’t aware of the extent. 

Ian had told everyone she was coming, so she didn’t expect them to be as shocked at her appearance as they were. But the second she walked through the door, it took everyone almost a full minute to stop staring at her in disbelief and rush over to tackle her into a group hug. 

She spent the next several hours catching up with each individual boy. She was pleasantly surprised to find out that all of them had graduated and hadn’t done anything dumb enough to land them in jail in the couple years that she had been gone. She had been betting on at least one of them getting caught for doing something stupid. Instead, they had all been attending college or working full time jobs. 

Around 11:30, she was pulled aside by one of the boys she was closest with Senior year, aside from Ian, who had hated how close they had grown. Nick, the only other person aside from Robin who knew what had gone on behind the scenes in her relationship with Ian, the only person who had continued to reach out to her, hoping she would miraculously reply up until this night. He had pulled her into the kitchen, and wrapped her in a hug that filled her with grief because it just reminded her of how Sierra would hug her when she was drunk, tighter than she thought humanly possible. 

“Good god, y/n, I thought you were dead,” he spoke into her shoulder, and she could tell he was holding back tears of relief. 

“I know, I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to worry anyone,” she tried to explain herself, but he cut her off before she could even begin. 

“You don’t have to justify it to me, I understand why you had to, but just give me a sign you’re still breathing next time, yeah?” 

“Yeah.” 

“By the way, we all have a surprise for you, and I know how much you hate surprises,” he was cut off by her groan, which was met with an amused smile, “But you have to pretend like you aren’t annoyed, ok? It would mean a lot to them.” 

“Fine,” she sighed, but she couldn’t hide the smile that was peeking through. 

Nick led her out to the living room of the apartment the party was being hosted in, and left her side while he went to go whisper to everyone that it was time for whatever they had planned. She giggled as she watched all of them race down the hall without a word, leaving only her and Ian in the room. 

“They really missed you,” he chuckled as he crossed the room to her. 

“Yeah, I could tell,” she tried her best to keep the smile on her face, but their proximity sent a shiver down her back. 

“So, I’ve been thinking, especially after seeing everyone tonight. Ethan and I, we have a spare room we’ve just been using as storage since we moved in. He wanted to turn it into a bedroom so the guys could spend the night if they ever got too drunk, but it kinda seems like fate that we never got around to it.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, it would be the perfect place for you to move in. We have rent completely covered, so you could settle in before getting a job to help out. And you can be closer to all of us again.”

She felt like she was going to vomit. She thought they had agreed that she would be back home before classes started back up. She thought he knew that this was just a visit, nothing more. But maybe she hadn’t made it clear enough. 

Before she could say anything, the rest of the party came rushing back down the hall, wrapped boxes and gift bags in each hand, 2 per boy. She shot them all a confused look, and didn’t miss the look Nick was giving her after seeing Ian so close. 

“What’s all this?” she asked, trying to ignore his glare. 

“When we thought you were dead, we bought you presents for your birthdays,” one of the other boys spoke up, with a dopey smile on his face. She couldn’t help but chuckle. 

“Yeah, and thank god you’re alive, because my closet was full and I was about ready to donate them,” another joked. 

Y/n spent the next 20 minutes opening each gift and thanking each person. Most of them were things she would have never wanted or needed, but the sentiment of them remembering to get her birthday gifts, even if she was gone, was heartwarming to say the least. 

It was 2 minutes to midnight when she had opened the last gift, a notebook from Nick that he said he thought she would have loved to use for planning out her photo shoots. 

“I know you’re not really a pen and paper kind of gal, but I wasn’t going to buy a new laptop for a dead person,” he joked, which genuinely made her laugh. 

He offered to help her find a box to put all the gifts in so she could bring everything back with her easily, and led her to one of the bedrooms away from the party. 

“You know I’m not going to be able to fit most of this in my carry on, right?”

“I didn’t think you would even want to with most of it,” he chuckled as he shut the door behind her, checking down the hall before he did, “ I just needed to get you out of there until after midnight. Ian was going to try to kiss you, and I wasn’t about to let that happen.” 

“Oh… well thanks. And I guess leaving all this stuff here would have broken their hearts anyway,” she tried to laugh the situation off, but just like Harrison, Nick wasn’t one to let her avoid talking. 

“Y/n, seriously, why are you here? Don’t get me wrong, I am so happy to see you again,” he paused to grab one of her hands, and found it hard to miss her flinch at the action, “You shouldn’t have come back though. Not with Ian.”

“He showed up at my apartment, and everyone else had left for break. I just didn’t know what else to do.”

“Are you flying back by yourself?” 

“No, he left his car in the parking lot of my complex. He has to fly back out with me.”

“You realize what he’s doing right?”

“Nick, it’s been 2 years. Maybe he’s matured. It’s not like he’s going to hold me hostage in an apartment he shares with Ethan.”

“He asked you to move in, didn’t he?”

“What? How did you-“

“That’s the most Ian play in the book, y/n! What did he even say when you said no?”

“I didn’t get the chance, you all came running back into the room before I could say anything.”

“Well when are you supposed to go back home? I don’t like you staying with him after you have to tell him no.”

“Come on, Nick. We are going to be staying in the same apartment with Ethan, it’s not like he’s going to throw a fit with him there. And if you really think he’s that terrible, why are you still friends with him?”

“I’m not.”

“Well you’re here aren’t you?”

“This group doesn’t belong to Ian. I haven’t talked to him since a month after you left. I kinda…”

There was a pause as Nick weighed the decision of saying what he was about to tell her. 

“What? What did you do?”

“I… I accused him of killing you,” he gave her an awkward smile. 

“You what?! Well of fucking course he’s going to hunt me down halfway across the country, you really thought he would let something like that go?”

“Look, I was drunk, and the rest of the guys were talking about how weird it was that you had just disappeared. They came to the conclusion that night that there was a good chance you died and that was why you hadn’t reached out, because they couldn’t think of any other reason you’d ghost all of us. And I made a comment that if you were dead, he probably did it.”

“God you are such an idiot,” she sighed. She knew that that was not the only motive Ian had for tracking her down, but it didn’t exactly help the situation either. 

“I really don’t think you should go back to his apartment though. You can come stay with me, I can sleep on the pullout.”

“All of my stuff is still at his place, and I don’t trust that he wouldn’t just burn it. I have to go back. He’s paying for my ticket back too, so I have to play nice. So no more murder accusations, ok?”

“Well you’re alive, so it’d have to be something other than murder this time,” he chuckled, but she wasn’t amused. 

They waited out the countdown in the bedroom, having found an empty cardboard box the second they ended their conversation. When they rejoined the party, everyone had a disposable cup filled with champagne, and were considerably tipsier than when they had left the room. 

They were greeted with their own cups filled nearly to the brim with the cheap champagne. Before y/n could even take a sip of hers, Ian rushed over. 

“Y/n, you don’t drink,” he glared at her, taking the cup from her hands. 

“You haven’t seen me in 2 years, and I’ve been living on a college campus. You really think I haven’t touched a drop?”

“You seemed pretty against it last time I saw you.” 

She wanted to say that he was wrong, that he was the one that wouldn’t let her drink, and the only reason she never fought him on it was because she saw how terrible he acted when he was drunk and was afraid of what she would be like. Now she knew the answer, and she hated to think that maybe she had turned out to be like him. He had done some terrible and unforgivable things that she was required to dismiss again and again, but he had never stabbed someone in the hand with a fork for trying to help him. 

“Things change,” was what she said instead, hoping it would have a more favorable response. Nick grabbed the cup back and handed it to her, which she only sipped to prove a point. She didn’t actually want to get drunk. It didn’t feel safe here. 

One of the other, very drunk, boys came over to unknowingly break up the stare down that was going on between Ian and Nick. He nearly knocked y/n to the ground with a hug that was backed by his whole 200 pounds of body weight. 

“I’m so happy you’re home,” he giggled uncharacteristically high for how deep his voice was normally, “Now all we have to do is find Robin and we’ll have the whole group back.”

“Robin?”

“Yeah, Rob ghosted us a few months after you disappeared,” Nick explained as he led the boy off of her and back to the couch. 

“Like none of you have heard a peep from him since then?”

“No, and half of us thought you ran off together so you wouldn’t piss off Ian,” another boy teased from an arm chair a few feet away. 

“And I told you that she wouldn’t fucking do that, didn’t I?” Ian called back, trying to hold in his temper at the thought of her betraying him like that. But they hadn’t been entirely wrong. Sure, she hadn’t run off with him in the way they were thinking, but he was the only way she was able to get out. And she was surprised to find out that none of them had heard from him since. She knew that he wasn’t going to be speaking to Ian anymore, but he had known half of these guys since kindergarten, and she wasn’t expecting him to cut contact with all of them. 

It was another hour before Ian finally decided it was time to call it a night and head back home. He went down to start the car he was borrowing from Ethan as y/n said her goodbyes, which Nick used as an opportunity to talk to her one last time. 

“Hey,” he rushed over to her as she was about to open the front door, “If anything happens while you’re still in town, call me. Please. I can give you my number.”

“I actually don’t have a phone on me. I think I left it on the plane or in Ian’s car back home.”

“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” his face fell, and he rubbed a hand down his face. 

“I know, I’m sorry. I promise I wasn’t stupid enough to not double check that I grabbed it when I left my place. I know it was in my purse, it must’ve fallen out.”

“No, I know it’s not your fault. I just want to make sure you’re safe. I’m giving you my number anyway, just in case you need it, ok?” 

He ran off to find a pen and paper to write down his number for her, and returned with a torn of piece of an envelope with his nearly illegible contact information scrawled on it. 

“Glad to see your penmanship hadn’t changed.”

“Shut up,”he laughed, and went to open the door for her, but she blocked it with the back of her foot. 

“Can I ask you something before I go?”

“Yeah, of course,” he assured. 

“Robin. You really haven’t heard from him for the past 2 years?” 

“Yeah. I mean, he told me that he was heading off to college. He never told me where, and we kept in contact for a couple months, but then he deleted all his social media and just stopped replying to my text’s. But don’t worry, I’m sure he’s ok.”

She nodded in agreeance and tried her best to smile as if she were comforted by that sentiment. 

“Oh my god, you know where he is?”

“I didn’t even say anything! Why would you think that?”

“You forget you’re a terrible liar and I’ve been calling your bluffs since middle school. Where the fuck is he?”

“Keep your fucking voice down,” she hushed and guided him down the hall to the room that had spent the countdown in. “I obviously don’t think he wants anyone knowing where he is, and just because Ian blew my cover doesn’t mean his needs to be blown too. And how do you think Ian would feel knowing Robin and I did in fact run off together? I am about to be staying with him for another day and a half, so no one here can fucking know. Got it?”

“You two ran off together? I didn’t know you even liked Robin like that.”

“I need a promise that you aren’t going to be telling anyone else, Nicholas.”

“Fine,” he quickly linked their pinkies together and wiggled his hand around to shake them. The second they were unlinked, he was back to bombarding her with questions. 

“I didn’t and don’t like Robin like that. That’s not what I meant. Robin just saw how shitty of a situation I was in and wanted to get me out of here. So he helped me get a scholarship for the school he was going to and helped me leave without leaving a trace for Ian to follow. But obviously, that didn’t exactly work out. But, yes, he’s living in the same town as me.”

“Well I’m glad you’re both safe but I could fucking kill both of you for having me so worried for so long. You better tell him I miss him when you get back. You don’t gotta tell him I know though.”

“You got it,” she smiled, and opened the door again to head back down the hallway. 

She did one more goodbye for the whole group of boys before heading down the stairs and outside. 

The atmosphere in car was heavier than it had been earlier in the night. On the way to the party, Ian had been cracking jokes and beaming about how excited he was to show her off to everyone. Now, he refused to so much as look at her as she entered the car. 

He began to drive off before he spoke, mirroring so many nights that they had spent together after y/n’s family had died. When she didn’t have a place to go, he let her stay with him, and things were great for a month or two. But things he started acting like he was now, and she could spot the start of it a mile away. 

“What took you so long?” he finally asked as they neared the end of the street and turned onto the main road. 

“Just had to say goodbye to all the boys,” she spoke softly. 

“Yeah? It wasn’t because you needed to sneak off with your little boyfriend up there?”

“Excuse me?”

“Wanna explain why you guys closed the door behind you during the countdown? I bring you all the way back home, pay for your fucking plane ticket, drive you around all weekend, let you stay on my fucking couch, and of course you repay me by fucking him.”

There he was, the Ian she had been running from. 

“Nick? No, Ian, he was just helping me find the box for all the gifts the boys gave me. Which I seem to have forgotten back at the party. Fuck.”

“Don’t try to change the fucking subject. I can’t believe you.”

“I promise, nothing’s going on between me and anyone at that party,” she began, and against her better judgment, she added, “I would never do that to you.”

To be completely honest, she would have done anything to spite him if she had known she was safe doing so, but he didn’t need to know that. 

“Fine, yeah, you’re right.”

The car fell silent for a few minutes, until Ian spoke again, much calmer this time. She suspected that wasn’t going to last for long. 

“So have you thought about what I said earlier?”

���What?”

“About moving in?”

“Ian-“

“Before you start, I already talked to Ethan and he’s totally fine with it. So no worries about anything there.”

“I thought we agreed you would be taking me home before my classes start back up.”

“But this is home, y/n.”

“No, my apartment is my home now. And besides, your car is there, you can’t just leave it there.” 

“I thought about that. All your stuff is back there anyway, so we could fly out and pack you up and head back together in my car. You love road trips.”

“I have to get back to school, Ian.”

“I seriously can’t fucking believe you.”

She knew better than to reply, but that didn’t stop him from continuing. 

“Why did you even come? Tell me what the fuck was going through your mind that made you think I would just pay for all this shit for a girl I haven’t seen in 2 years, as you so kindly put it? Huh? I thought it was pretty obvious that I wanted you to stay.”

“You said you would have me back by the 3rd.”

“I was obviously just being polite! God, you can be so dumb sometimes. But fine, we’ll just fly back tomorrow and you can forget all about me, just like you want.”

She knew he wanted her to cave, to feel bad for him and just agree to at least stay a bit longer, or to keep in touch. If she didn’t leave now, if she didn’t forget him, he would still have a stake on her. So instead of trying to make him happy, like she had done and endless amount of times in the past, she stayed quiet. She refused to let him think he won, but she refused to let him think he lost either.

#harrison osterfield #harrison osterfeild x reader #harrison osterfield series #harrison osterfield fluff #harrison osterfield angst #lonely people

[greenorangevioletgrass]

Hey!

Do you still write for Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield?

i mean... yes and no?

do i want to? yes. am i particularly inspired to write abt them? not at the moment ://

#ask ava

[popcultureconfessions]

«As much as I like Emily and John, they don’t need a Marvel film on their résumé. That’s for up and coming, aspiring actors and actresses, not Hollywood veterans (I’m happy to elaborate on that topic if you want me to).»

it's very interesting to me! And I remembered that Timothée Chalamet said that he was advised never to act in superhero films. and I think he really won't do it.

as for Harrison Osterfield, everything is fine, as I wrote, he is just a novice actor and he has only a few projects.

Lol, good for Tim! That bit you requoted is interesting to you? I...don't quite know what you mean by that, sorry.

#ask #answered #2023 #pop culture

[parkerpeter24]

Harris Osterfield

-(h-n-h) yes u heard it right hehe

Sorry, who 😭

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[spideyssunshine]

thinking about how harrison is probably freaking out because it’s not working...

#poor baby #all of them are uneducated when it comes to tech tbh #i mean do you remember jigsaw wars #that was a fun wreck #hahaha #harrison osterfield #haz osterfield

[multifamdomfan12]

Tom Holland Masterlist

Fic Recs

Imagines

tom holland posted a picture

 four times that tom’s friends posted a picture of you and the one time tom did.

No Body, No Crime

a few months after your breakup, you call Tom crying and needing his help

show you how it’s done

you and tom take a lie detector test with vanity fair

24hrs with y/n l/n ft tom holland

vogue has you do a twenty four hours interview which tom obviously crashes

You'll Save All Your Dirtiest Jokes For Me

you make a lot dirty jokes that leave Tom wondering how you really feel about him

Beauty Secrets

You´re doing vouge beauty secrets and Tom crashes it 

From Friends To This

Tom gives you an intimate compliment that makes you question just how platonic your friendship is

tessa’s new family

Tessa getting her pupps

Hubby

Tom makes even the simplest of days amazing

Unfazed Interruption

You and Tom have always had feelings for each other but never acted on them. The two of you share a moment and almost have your first kiss together when Harrison walks in, but that doesn’t stop Tom from getting the girl of his dreams.

Ex’s and Oh’s

Sebastian drops a bomb on Tom during a livestream

Kiss tiktok

You do the TikTok trend/prank, on the boys, were you ask if people want a kiss, but really you mean chocolate kiss

Waterproof

you meet a very cute, very hot guy when you join your friend in an spontaneous trip to a frat car wash event

Fathersday card

Dad!Mob!Tom

Romantic

You and Tom are secretly dating and go on The Late Late Show to discuss your new film and some suspicious photos.

Birthday wishes

it’s june 1st and tom and y/n are simply strangers, enjoying their skiing trips in the mountains. a series of mistakes leads to them riding the airlift together only to end up stuck up there for three long hours. they instantly connect, talk the entire ride, and share a secret or two

Better than Coast Guard

Based on Our last Summer by ABBA

Puppy Love

The first time you meet your new neighbour he nearly collapses on his kitchen floor. You take care of him and the two of you become friends quickly. When Tom finds a stray dog, he comes into the animal clinic you work at to have her checked out

Mackie

any chance he gets, Anthony teases you and Tom about your relationship

Snake Affairs

Slytherin!Tom Holland x Hufflepuff!Reader

Boys Have cooties

middle school teacher!tom holland x middle school teacher!reader

A Drunk Post

The aftermath of accidentally revealing your true identity … and the identity of your boyfriend.

Downey!Reader

The Morning After

no one knows you’re dating until the boys walk in on you and Tom after your first time

professor’s sweetheart

professor holland teaches british literature at your university. you hadn’t expected much when you signed up for the course, but the experience is everything and more than you could have hoped for.

No Fighting at Christmas

You and Tom get into a fight right before your family are due to come and stay for Christmas. But all is quickly resolved when your emotions finally topple over and lead you to make up

Sister!Reader ( holland!reader, osterfield!reader, styles!Reader, mackie!Reader)

Costumes!

You and Paddy having matching costumes for Halloween!

Holland!reader

Crush

Baby!holland or a young holland!reader having a crush on Harrison and he’s playing along with it, and Tom is jealous that his sister loves his best friend more than him

Holland!Reader

pulling the sheet over you and your lover as you're kissing in bed

Osterfield!Reader

The one where Tom finds out

Holland!Reader

The Gentlemen test

Holland!Reader

Ice cream

You interrupt tom during a zoom interview because you want ice cream

First time meeting

Styles!Reader

Suprises at the panel

Mackie!Reader

Back talking and secret boyfriends Part 2

Osterfield!Reader

Boyfriend

Holland!Reader

Series

The (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds Series

A series of little fics in various interview settings following the life of one (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds, YouTuber, actress and singer extraordinaire

Safety Net

After losing his wife, Tom is left to take care of his two small children while managing a company. Finding no other option he decided to hire a nanny for them and that's how he met Y/N who herself had lost her husband in an accident. It was as if the universe had planned on to bring these grieving souls together and give them a second chance to happiness

I Got You, Babe

a one night stand with a stranger results in an unexpected pregnancy

Blurbs

Ten years

Twitter Gossip

Call me pretty

Clingy frat!Tom

Sweet Spot

Kiss Her

Livesstream emabarrasment

That goes in you?

Going to School (dad!tom)

Married?Kids? (dad!tom)

Whatever you need

Biggest Fans

Painted Picture (dad!tom)

Small Boobs

Tattoos

Smut

(Mouth)Fucking Pushups

Red Light

Every night there are a variety of customers. But this night is different. As you’re doing your usual dance routine, you notice the hottest guy you’ve seen in a while, and he is looking back at you, his eyes are burning your skin way more than the blaring stage lights. Who is this man and why do you feel this way? It’s almost like you’re doing this dance for him and his eyes only.

Mob!Tom x Stripper!Reader

Spotlight

#masterlist #tom holland #tom holland masterlist #fic recs

[vendettaparker]

Bound to You: Chapter One—Love Persevering

Summary: (Y/N) returns to court, burdened with the knowledge of the duty she must fulfill. Harrison proves to be the most trust ally in court, and Tom proves to be yet another hurdle for (Y/N) to jump.

Word Count: 7.3k

Warnings: swearing, angst (and a good amount of it!), typos, adultery (kind of? you’ll see), (if there’s anymore, pls let me know!)

Series Masterlist | Main Masterlist

∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

There are moments in life where time just stops. Where you can hear your heart beating right against your ear, as if it was ripped out and held beside you, beating and beating until it drives you mad. You can feel your breathing stop, but you know somehow it must still be going because that incessant beating just won’t stop. No matter how much you wish it would. 

This was one of those moments. Where time stopped and you wish you could stop with it. But instead, you keep going, and feeling, and hurting. It never stops. It will never stop.

“...what?” You dropped your hands from Harrison’s jacket, “What do you mean? She hasn’t—I haven’t heard anything about—”

“It was recently, your grace,” Harrison explained, “I came to find you as soon as I could.” 

Harrison could see the doubt in your eyes. He could see the small glimmer of tears before it went blank. And much like when you were twelve, there was nothing. You were dull again. You let out a shaky breath and dropped your hands at your side.

“I see,” You nodded, “thank you for letting me know, Lord Osterfield.” 

“That’s not all, your grace—”

“Stop calling me that.” You snapped, “I am not “your grace”.” 

“That’s the thing, (Y/N),” Harrison sighed, “you are. You’ve been called back to court.” 

You walked away without answering him, back into the safety of your chateau. Ida, the maid who had been standing idly by, followed after you, but so did Harrison. 

“(Y/N), you can’t just walk away this time,” He reprimanded, “you’re the only heir Scotland has left!” 

“I have cousins,” You argued, “they can have my throne. I don’t want it.” 

“You do, your grace,” Harrison grabbed your arm, “forgive me, but you do.” 

“Get out.” You said turning away from him, “Get off my property.” 

“(Y/N)—” 

“Get out!” 

James came running when he heard the yelling. He came and immediately could sense the dread of the room. 

“Is everything alright?” He asked, cupping your face in his hands, forcing you to look at him, “Love? Are you okay? What's going on?” He looked up expectantly at Harrison.

Harrison dropped his hand from your arm, “I’m sorry,” he eyed you, “I didn’t realize you had company.” 

“How could you when you barged in here like a madman, demanding so many things of me?” You spat, “I mean, how could you possibly expect me to—”

“Dahlia wanted you to!” Harrison interrupted. “She had no heirs and she named you as her heir in her final letter, it’s all right here.” He pulled a piece of parchment out of his black coat pocket and handed it to you, “She asked that you come only on your own will, she didn’t want you forced. But (Y/N), we need you. England and Scotland need you. Between us (Y/N),” Harrison leaned towards you with an urgent look in his eyes, “there is a demon in the court that needs to be slain. You’re the only one that can see through him same as I.” 

You opened the letter with shaking hands, reading what your sister had written; 

“My dearest sister, As you are reading this, I’m sure you are aware of my untimely demise. I have left you too soon, flower, and for that I am sorry. Though you must remember, you left me long ago. Even when you were here, you were not truly here. I hope you have found what you were looking for away from court, and if you did, then I am most tragically sorry to pull you away from it, but Scotland and England need you now. (Y/N), my love, you are one of the strongest, bravest souls I know. You will do our country well. I know you have it in you. You will be a much better ruler than I. This is not a command, but rather a plea from a dying sister. Go to England, flower. Go home, and do what you were born to do. Take the power that is yours and wield it fiercely. I would expect nothing less. Father and I are looking down with proud smiles. 

May we meet again, Dahlia. 

You swallowed the bubble that was rising in your throat and handed the letter back to Harrison. 

“(Y/N)?” James looked at you fearfully, “Love?” 

You turned to Ida, “Go pack my things. I don’t think I will be returning, so pack it all. Promptly now. Pack yours as well.” 

Ida nodded and scurried off. James gripped your arm, forcing you to look at him, “(Y/N)? No…” He took your hands in his, “no, love. Please don’t do this. Don’t go. This—this is our heaven. (Y/N), please, don’t—”

“The carriage will be ready within the hour,” Harrison interrupted, “I will wait outside.” 

“James—” You tried one Harrison left, “James, you must understand—”

“I love you,” James held your hands tighter, “if it’ll make you stay, I love you. I love you more than anything. My love. (Y/N), you’re my love.” 

“James, you have to let me go,” You sighed, “You have to.” 

“No, how can I?” He cried, pulling you into him. Reluctantly held him back, taking in his sweet scent for the final time. 

The proposal was a shock. And if you’d had more time to ponder it, you might’ve said yes. But you didn’t. You had a distraction, an out in the form of Harrison. And you decided to take it. Because no matter how perfect life was here or how much you loved James, something was missing. A black hole of unfulfillment and desire that had yet to be satiated. And you could’ve settled down and been happy. You know James could’ve made you happy at some point. But you had an out. You’d be an idiot not to take it. Perhaps heaven was further away than you thought.

“It’ll be okay,” You whisper, kissing his wet cheeks, “you can have the estate, you can marry someone worthy and be happy. You can have the gold and the jewels. You can have dozens of children if it pleases you. You can have it all, James. But you can’t have it with me. You’d never be satisfied.” 

“Don’t say that,” James shook his head, “don’t say that when we both know that it’s really you who wouldn’t be satisfied. You never were.” 

“James we would be miserable, you would be bored.”

“How could I ever be bored of you? You’re all I’ve wanted.”

“You’ll find somebody else to want.” 

“They’ll make you marry,” James said. “An unwed queen is not an option. Are you going to throw all of your morals away, all your prospects about court? I’ll give you all of me. You can have me, mind, body, and soul. You need only to stay. Please stay.”

“Dahlia wanted me to do this,” You argued, “it was her final wish. I have to at least try.” 

“And if you hate it? What happens then? I might not be here waiting if you choose to come back.” 

“This isn’t a choice I can come back from.” You wanted to let go, but James grabbed your hands.

“Please,” He whispered, “I love you.” 

“It’ll pass,” You said sadly, running your thumb over his tears and giving him one last chaste kiss. James savored it, holding your waist tight in his grip and keeping his lips pressed against yours. He thought that maybe if he could hold you there, just for another moment, then you’d change your mind. A fruitless thought.

You pulled away from James as Ida returned with a few of your belongings. “There’s another trunk full, M’lady, I’ll grab it in a moment.” She said, before trotting off outside to put the bags in the carriage. 

“For what it’s worth,” You said, as you walked out of the threshold of the chateau, “I did love you. It just wasn’t enough.” 

You walked out past the garden, past the gate, and onto the dirt road where Harrison and his men were waiting for you. 

“Your grace,” Harrison bowed as you approached. 

“You still needn’t call me that,” You gave him a small smile, “who are your men?” 

There were only three men that accompanied Harrison. An older man, most likely in his last years of the king’s guard. A younger boy, on the complete opposite spectrum, most likely just starting out. He could still be in training for all you knew. And a mysterious one, who kept their helmet on, even in your presence.

“Ser Mauder, your grace,” The older man said, bowing before you, “it’s an honor to see you again.” 

“Likewise,” You smiled, before turning your attention to the young boy.

“Ser Mauder as well, your grace,” The boy bowed. 

“Father and son?”

“Yes, your grace.” 

You nodded, “It’s quite admirable to be following in your father’s footsteps. I wish you the best in the king’s guard. It is of the utmost importance when it comes to fulfilling jobs.”

“Thank you, your grace,” The boy smiled, “I will protect you with my life.” 

“I hope for your sake it won’t come to that.” You turned to the last guard in dark black armor, a stark contrast from the shiny metal the other two wore. 

The guard bowed but made no introduction. You looked at Harrison expectantly. 

“This is Ser Payne, your grace,” Harrison introduced them. 

“Take off your helmet,” You instructed  when the guard stood up, “it’s rude to leave in on when introducing yourself to royalty.” 

The guard looked cautiously at Harrison, but he simply nodded, giving them the okay to follow your order. They took their helmet off and you were able to see why they were cautious. The long black hair and porcelain skin were unmarred and untainted, the black eyes behind the helmet were catlike and hard. 

“Forgive me, your grace,” She bowed, “I am sorry if it is a disappointment to have me escort you back to England. I am aware how uneasy my gender may make you.”

You motioned for her to rise, “Not a disappointment at all,” You assured, “it is an honor. The first female king’s guard?” 

“Unknighted, your grace,” She corrected. 

“That will be fixed the moment we return, I swear to it.” 

“Thank you, your grace.” 

“You and I are one of the same,” You whispered in her ear as you leaned closer, “do not let the men think their power means more than yours. We have the charm and deception they could never muster, and we will use it.” 

She smiled and nodded. 

“What is your given name?” 

“Ivy, your grace.” 

“Thank you for serving loyally, Ivy.” You smiled. 

Ida returned with the final trunk, handing it off to Ser Mauder Jr, who took it to the carriage in the back that held all of the luggage. 

“Are we ready, your grace?” Harrison asked. 

You took a final look at the quaint chateau you had the pleasure of calling home, before letting out a sigh and nodding, “I can not delay the inevitable, try as I might.” 

“I’m sorry, (Y/N),” Harrison dropped his professionalism for a moment, choosing to instead be your friend rather than your inferior, “I truly am.” 

“They want me to marry him, don’t they?” You asked, “it’s the only part you left out for a reason.” 

“I don’t—” Harrison stopped short, before nodding, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright,” You gave him a sad smile, “but I will make them regret it.” 

“Oh, I’m sure you will,” Harrison chuckled.

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The ride from France to England was grueling. It took a week, that’s only if your carriage is persistent, diligent, and limits rest stops to twice a day, going the rest of the way through. Granted, the ride was much longer when it was just you traveling on your own. You’d missed turns and stopped to stay at some questionable inns. But it was also peaceful, making those decisions for yourself. 

It was harder now, being crammed into a carriage with Harrison and Ivy. 

“It’ll be okay,” Harrison spoke up suddenly. 

It was the fourth day on the road and you were just watching the trees breeze by. 

“Hm?” You looked at him. 

“You’ve been quiet,” He mentioned, “and you haven’t been eating or sleeping.”

“I’ve just been thinking.” You shrugged. 

“It won’t be easy,” Harrison sighed, “I know it won’t be. Tom is… well, he didn’t like the arrangement either.” 

You scoffed, “I don’t expect that he would’ve.” 

“But he’s willing.” Harrison noted, “he is willing to try.”

“Yes, well… what does it look like I’m doing?” 

Harrison nodded and gave you a tight-lipped smile, “I’m sorry, I just—I don’t know how to make this easier.” 

“You can’t,” You frowned, “you just can’t. Though, I appreciate your effort.” 

There was a long pause of silence on bated breath before you spoke again, “Tell me about the demon in court.” 

“Perhaps it’s something we should discuss with Tom and the king around.” 

“Tell me about it.” 

“I—it’s hard to explain and I don’t want to hurt you further.” 

“I am already suffering the worst, and I fear my suffering will only increase when we arrive. But still, I am burdened with this duty, and I command you to tell me now, who is the demon?” 

Harrison sucked in a heavy breath, “Forgive me, your grace, the news I am about to deliver will be… a blow.” 

“Then please, don’t delay it any further.” 

“Lord Hawthorne, he is the demon.” 

“How so? He was my father’s closest friend. It is treason to make such an accusation on his name.” You looked incredulously at Harrison as if he had just spit on your shoes.

Anthony Hawthorne. He was a lord in your father’s court. He was the man that delegated as much as he could so your father could be as present as possible in you and your sister’s lives. He was by your father’s side constantly, he ate meals with you, though he was not a direct royal. He was the most trusted man in your father’s court. 

They both grew up together, friends since the beginning of time it would seem. And to you, he was like another father figure. He had no children of his own, so when there were moments when your father wasn’t there and he was, he stepped in. He learned how to braid your hair and tie your corsets. He gave you dolls from Russia and dresses from France. 

For Harrison to speak poorly on his name, was not only treason of the court, but it was also a treason of your friendship.

“I know,” Harrison nodded, “and I would never speak badly on him, but I fear I have evidence, and I fear he knows, or will soon know of the slip up he made in my presence.” 

“What evidence do you possess and why haven’t you brought this up to the king, or Tom even?”

“Dahlia has been sick for a while, she was ill for longer than you know. She needed constant healing and attention, and with Scotland being solely ruled by Hawthorne, and England caught up in trying to cure Dahlia, it was not a great time to bring conspiracies to the table.” Harrison explained. 

“I see,” You nodded, “and the evidence?” 

“Your mother brought Hawthorne along with her when she visited last, and I intercepted a letter to an advisor back in Scotland.” Harrison pulled the letter from his satchel and handed it to you. “It is believed your father died from a small uprising of peasants, but here, the truth, it was a full coup. Ran by Hawthorne himself. And in this letter, he details the future plans for Scotland, one that he makes clear will not include you or your mother. Please, just read it, and if I misinterpreted it, let me know.” 

“I haven’t enjoyed the letters you’ve been handing me,” You said almost bitterly. Nevertheless, you unfolded the parchment and began your read. 

Alistar,  I implore you to hold back your forces against Guinevere. She is in mourning and weak after her daughter’s passing. Power is important, but how can we rule if we have no compassion for grieving? We shall act swiftly once the dust has settled and the rosiness reappears in her cheeks.  Other news, and unfortunate to say, (Y/N) is returning to court. The council has decided that (Y/N) shall return and wed Prince Thomas in her sister’s leave. It is a hurdle, a hindrance to our plans, but it can and will be dealt with.  I will return soon, and upon my arrival, gather the men that follow me and arrange a meeting. We celebrated too soon, thinking we only had one left to dispose of, but still, we shall persevere.  I know you worry about the pain I feel, doing this to my family. But I assure you, no family will ever compare to the one I am already in the process of making. When I am talked about in books, it’ll be for my love for my family and how I put them above all else. It’ll be for how I conquered the rule of King Henry and built a life for my family from the ground up, pushing aside and fighting whoever I had to.  Send my regards and love to my dearest Lady Lola, and inform her that I will return before the baby arrives.  Hawthorne

You felt another pang of hurt in your chest, ripping through your heart and you read and scanned the words over and over again. Coupled with the anger and hurt of betrayal. He was your friend, he was your father’s friend. How could he do this to you? To your father? He was a damned fool, and in time, he would pay for this. 

“You didn’t think to share this with the king?” You scolded, practically throwing the letter back in Harrison’s face, “You instead decided to drag me into this!?” 

“(Y/N)—”

“You’re selfish!” You spat, “You—You—You pig!” 

“This includes you, (Y/N),” Harrison argued, “your mother is in no position to deal with this, Tom is irrational still, he will start a war without realizing one is already underway, and King Dominic—he’s not well either.” 

“Still,” You pinched the bridge of your nose, “still you burden me with this knowledge.” 

“England is not strong enough to act swiftly and rationally. England needs a Queen for when Tom’s time comes, England needs heirs. And most importantly, the people, of both Scotland and England, need a reason to rise up. You might not like to admit it, but the return of the missing princess, back to court? That will raise spirits. You can solve all of these problems in time.” 

“And in doing so, I will lose a piece of myself.” 

“You could fall in love with Tom,” Harrison tried to give you more options, but his only made it worse. You looked at him disgusted and opened your mouth to speak, but he quickly spoke again, “You have some choice here, (Y/N). You can try to do more than just grin and bear it. You can try to have a life that you will look back on and be proud of.” 

You sighed and looked back out the window at the passing tree, “Please, let’s not discuss further today. I am tired.” 

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During breaks on your ride, you switched carriages and rode with Ida for the rest of the journey. 

You read to her as she listened intently and sat by your side, looking at the words on the page, trying to learn for herself. 

“What book is this?” She asked as you turned the page to the next chapter, “It’s so interesting, I would like to try reading it for myself once I learn.” 

“It’s called Doctor Faustus,” You said, “it’s actually a tragedy, so I’m not sure if you’ll like it that much.” 

“I like the way you read it,” Ida smiled, “I want to read like that.” 

“I don’t read it any particular way,” You laughed, “I just simply read it.” 

“No, you do,” Ida said, “you make it interesting. James used to read to me too, but he was plain about it.” 

“Mhm,” You nodded, “I see. Well, if you want, I can teach you how to read. Hopefully, we’ll have some time once we get to England.” 

“That’d be lovely,” Ida beamed, “you won’t be too busy?” 

“No,” You shook your head, “my only duty is to sit still and look pretty, and that is not a hard task.” You joked.

“You jest too much,” Ida laughed, nudging your side. 

“Yes,” You giggled, “it is a bad habit of mine. Now hush, this next part is my favorite.” 

Arriving back at the palace, you were greeted with the feeling you always got, even when you were a little girl: dread. Partially, it was because you were forced to spend your time with Tom, sipping tea and eating cakes and loaves of bread at the dinner table with him. Though secretly you would kick his legs under the table and spit on his plate. That was when you were little though, you matured more, later on, saving your insults in the back of your mind for later use and only kicking him when he brushed his leg against yours first.

The palace was a symbol of your futile attempt at escape and your inevitable capture. Trapped in a place with him.

“Your grace,” Harrison had already stepped out and he was waiting for you to take his hand. “It’s okay,” He smiled.

You took his hand and walked out, and it was like you were twelve all over again. In a terrible black dress, faced with the English royals, except this time, Dahlia wasn’t there holding your hand. 

You were alone. 

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“Little princess,” Nikki sniffled when she hugged you, “I’ve missed you so much.”

You pulled away and kissed her cheek, “I missed you too.” 

Dominic placed a hand on your shoulder and gave it a squeeze, “I’m sorry, (Y/N), I wish we could have spared you this pain.” He looked paler and thinner. His jacket was much looser and his cheekbones were carved out. Most of all, he looked tired. 

“It’s okay,” You nodded, “it happens.” 

“No,” Tom groaned, “not this again.” 

“Thomas,” Nikki scolded. 

“Unphased as usual,” Tom muttered turning around to head back into the palace.

“I could say the same for you, considering she was your wife,” You bit back. 

“Fiance,” Tom corrected, stopping for a moment, “she got sick before we could marry.” He continued on his way, leaving you with his parents holding your hands. 

“I’m sorry, dear,” Nikki sighed, “I don’t even know what to say.” 

“You don’t need to say anything, Nikki,” You squeezed her hand, “you’re a light in this dark court. Thank you.” 

“I’ll have your things sent to your room,” Dominic said, patting your back, “I’ll see you at supper.” 

“Of course.” 

Nikki guided you back into the castle, clinging closely to your side. 

“It won’t be so bad,” She gave you a small smile, “it’ll be hard, but, not impossible.” 

“That’s easy for you to say. You and Dominic were meant for each other.” 

“No, no, dear,” Nikki shook her head, “love came later for us. As strange as it is, in court, these things are usually done backward. Marriage and then love. Sometimes you get lucky and the arrangement is that of bliss. Other times, you simply manage. But you, my dearest girl, you will be happy. Tom is a sweet boy. He just has a hard head.” 

“Yes, after all these years, I’ve seen the truth of that first hand.” 

“I’m afraid he’s not been much better,” Nikki sighed, “but you’ll change him, I’m sure. It takes a persistent woman to change a man’s heart, a stronger one to change a king. But having that fire is required.” 

You nodded gently and rested your head on Nikki’s shoulder as you walked to the gardens. “Is my mother still here?”

“Yes,” Nikki nodded, “I’m sure she regrets not greeting you, this has just been so hard on her. She never truly recovered from losing your father, and now, well, with Dahlia gone, she’s just been down.”

“I figured,” You shrugged, “she loved Dahlia. Everyone did.” 

“She loves you too,” Nikki cooed, “we all do.” 

“You know better than to lie,” You playfully chided, letting go of Nikki’s hand and sitting on the bench in the center of the courtyard garden, “now come, tell me what I’ve missed.” 

“Well, quite honestly, not much.” Nikki sighed as she took a seat next to you, “I fear Dominic’s health is in decline. He’s getting older so this is not much of a surprise, though it does break my heart knowing our time is drawing to an end. But other than that, little has changed. Sam is in Spain now, courting the Spanish princess Maria. Harry is here, as is Paddy. Though, Paddy might go to Scotland for a bit, for schooling and whatnot.”

“Scotland isn’t a great place for him now,” You shook your head, “France is lovely though.”

“Yes, how was your time there?”

“It was nice. Peaceful, really. I enjoyed it so much, but—well, one of these days, I needed to stop running. I guess Dahlia dying really helped me realize that.” 

“I’m so so sorry, dear,” Nikki held your hand to her heart, “I know how close you two were. Tom is a fool to not see how you are hurting so. You may not cry or shed a tear, but the eyes never lie.”

“I will be okay,” You gave Nikki a small smile, “these things happen, more often than not.” 

“Yes, these things do happen and the best we can do is keep moving forward,” Nikki agreed, “but, you don’t have to move forward with fire and passion as I’ve seen you do. You can tread lightly, make mistakes, take time to breathe. Fire and passion are strong and powerful, but you don’t always need to be the strong one, (Y/N). You can breathe if you need to.” 

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“Mother?” You knocked on her chamber doors, “May I come in?”

“Yes, if you must.” The tired voice of your mother called back. You entered her room to find her at her desk, reading over documents and writing letters. “What is it?” 

“I just thought I’d come to greet you,” You said, shifting on your feet awkwardly, “so you’d know I made it here okay.” 

“Yes, well that wasn’t necessary,” Your mother sighed, “I heard from my chambermaids of your return.” 

“Of course,” You nodded, “well, there are other things we must discuss.” 

“Yes, indeed there are.” 

“This wedding, it was the only option?” You asked while sitting on the bed.

“It was.” 

“And it had to be to him?”

“It did.” 

You nodded and clutched the letter in your hand, “Well, if it is what must be done.” 

“I’m glad you are not arguing with me on this,” Your mother admitted, “I am far too exhausted, drained completely, to deal with any more of your nonsense.” 

“Mother, there are more pressing matters, like the one of the throne—”

“Just marry Thomas, give him heirs, and keep your mouth shut.” Your mother instructed sharply, “that is the best you can do to help this family. That is what you must do to keep your throne and your head.” 

“It’s not the English throne I am worried about.” 

“I know,” Your mother sighed, “things have been a mess in Scotland. And I am aware of Hawthorne’s betrayal. It is why I remained here even after Dahlia’s funeral. For my own safety, I didn’t return.”

“You knew?” You looked at her with disdain in your eyes, standing from the bed, “you knew and you did nothing? You practically gave him Scotland!”

“Don’t you dare raise your voice at me,” Your mother scolded, slamming her feather down, splattering some ink on her parchment, “what do you think I’m doing right now? I’m writing to our allies. I’m writing to our friends in court. I’m writing to anyone loyal to us. I am doing what I can!” 

“You are marrying me off to some ass—”

“Don’t make me strike you like I had to when you were a child.” Your mother warned, “I’d hate for you to leave here with a red stain on your cheek.” 

“What did I ever do to make you hate me so much?” You whispered, throwing the letter Hawthorne wrote on the ground, “read it for all I care. Give up Scotland too while you're at it. But know that I came back because Dahlia wanted me to. Not because of duty or loyalty or any of those lies you fed me.”

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“M’lady—” 

“It’s your grace now,” You interrupted Ida, before turning and giving her a kind smile, “it’s a hard change, I know, so don’t fret about it. Though, you should try to change that in public.”

“Of course, your grace. My apologies.” 

“Don’t apologize for a simple mistake like that.” You chuckled, “Now, what is it?” 

“I was just wondering if you knew where the castle library is?” Ida asked as she unpacked things from your chest and placed them around your chambers, “I’ve been working on my reading and I’m sure the library here would have tons of books to practice off of.”

“Yes, I do know where it is,” You nodded, “I’ll accompany you,” You said, placing a white shawl over your nightgown, “I would die for a good book right now.” 

“Of course, your grace, thank you.” Ida nodded, walking behind you as you left the comfort of your room.

The library in the English palace was the most extravagant you’d ever had the pleasure of reading from. The one your castle was similarly magnificent, but it wasn’t as big nor did it have as wide of a selection. 

“Do you think they’ll have that book you read on the carriage?” Ida asked as the two of you skimmed through the rows and rows of books. 

“Yes, I’m sure they’ll have more than one copy. Though, you could always just use mine if you can’t find it.” 

“Thank you, your grace,” Ida smiled, picking out another book to add to her stack to read. 

“Why don’t you read to me for a change?” You asked, leading her to a small couch where you both could get comfortable, “I’ll help you if you get stuck.” 

“Okay, but please don’t laugh,” Ida chuckled, “my reading is less than sufficient.” 

“We all start somewhere.” You shrugged as she opened the book and began. 

You read through dozens of stories with Ida, helping her as needed, until eventually when she truly got the hang of it, you fell asleep with your head on her shoulder. The warmth of the ongoing fire warming the room lulled you into a peaceful sleep. 

“Your grace?” Ida whispered when you stopped correcting her or making small comments, “(Y/N)?” She gently nudged you but the exhaustion of the day, emotional and physical, took its toll on you. 

Ida looked around to see if anyone else was in the library so late at night. She saw a figure in the back corner, reading to himself by candlelight. So she gently rested your head on the armrest of the couch and got up. 

“Excuse me?” She asked, waving him over.

“Yes?” Tom looked up from his book, “D’you need something?”

“Yes sir,” Ida whispered, “I was reading here with her grace, (Y/N), and she fell asleep. I don’t want to leave her here, but I’m getting tired too. We just arrived from France today, so it’s been quite a journey.” 

“Yes, I see,” Tom nodded, taking a look behind him at your peaceful sleeping figure. A lovely contrast to your fiery, smart mouth he’d grown accustomed to. “You can head to bed, M’lady, I’ll take her to her chambers.” 

“Oh, um, I’m not a lady, sir. My name is Ida, I’m her chambermaid.” Ida chuckled, “And I’m not sure I should leave her, I could walk with you?”

“It’s lovely to meet you, Ida. I’m Tom. More commonly known as Prince Thomas.” Tom flashed her a charming smile, “If you’re tired, you can leave her with me. I don’t bite.” 

“Oh, dear,” Ida immediately went to bow, “I’m so sorry, your grace. My head must not be on right. Please forgive me.” 

“It’s no problem, simple mistake.”

“Right, well,” Ida nodded, “if you don’t mind, I think I will head to bed. You’ll get her to her room safe?”

“Yes, I promise.” 

“Okay then,” Ida nodded, “Goodnight.” 

“Night.” 

Ida left the library and walked back to her room. Tom sat next to your body on the couch and took a moment before lifting you. 

“What have we gotten ourselves into,” He sighed, “two people who can’t stand each other, forced to spend eternity together. It’s impossibly frustrating, though I’m sure you already know that.” 

You shifted slightly, quickly causing Tom to shut up. But once you settled again, he let out another shaky breath. 

“It’s much easier to talk to you like this.” He noted, “I enjoy not being yelled at. Though, I suspect after we’re wed, I’ll have to get used to it.” Tom chuckled a bit, “This’ll be hell, won’t it?” 

Tom let out another sigh into the silence and began shifting about to carry you. Once you were securely in his arms, he began to walk back to your chambers. 

“Harry was a bit of a mess when you left.” He said casually as he walked, “Dahlia too, but that was to be expected. Harry though, I didn’t expect him to be so… sad. You two were good friends for sure, but I never realized he had feelings for you.” 

You mumbled something unintelligible, causing Tom to chuckle softly, “Yes, I agree.” He joked, “I think this is the best conversation we’ve ever had.” 

Tom made it to your door as the guard posted there opened it for him. He set you down in your bed and tucked you in snuggly. 

“This is the ‘you’ I’m gonna miss,” he said, somewhat sadly, “when you wake up and your fire is back, we won’t be able to have conversations like this anymore.”

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“You can leave me now, Harrison,” You turned to the man stationed loyally at your side, “I need to be alone.” 

“Of course,” Harrison nodded, “I hope you don’t mind me leaving Ivy here then. I don’t want you to be unprotected.” 

“That’s fine.” You agreed, “thank you.” 

Dahlia’s tomb was much more extravagant than you knew she would’ve wanted. Gold edged her coffin and the pink ivory wood was covered with a shroud of red fleece. 

Ivy was outside of the chapel, making sure you had this time to truly be alone with your sister.

“So, this is it, huh,” You laughed bitterly, “you really left me?” You placed your hand on the coffin, “and you blame me for leaving you. You left me in a much more final way.”

You kneeled beside the coffin and rested your forehead against the cold wood. “What do I do, Dahlia?” You sniffled, quickly wiping your tears with your handkerchief, only letting a few fall before you swallowed down the sobs that threatened to escape. “I’m not good at this. I’m not good at letting go. It’s much easier for me to leave than to let you go. How could you leave this to me?” You pressed your cheek against the coffin, trying fruitlessly to listen for an answer. “I know it’s foolish, to think you’d respond, but sometimes, when I’m asleep, I think I hear you calling for me. Sometimes I can feel your arms around me. Isn’t that silly?” 

“It’s not silly,” Tom said from behind you, spooking you into jolting up. 

“You shouldn’t sneak up on people like that,” You scolded, wiping your face of any remnants of tears. 

“It’s not silly,” Tom repeated, placing daisies down in the vase beside the coffin, “it’s grief.”

You simply nodded and got up from off the ground. You stood in silence beside Tom, just looking at the coffin. It was awkward and strange since he didn’t say anything. But it was also calming and the least alone you’ve felt since you’d gotten the news of Dahlia’s death. Since you realized that the one person always on your team was gone. 

“Did you love her?” You asked quietly. 

“No,” Tom answered quickly, “but she was my friend. I still grieve for her because she was my friend.” 

“Yes, she was mine too.” 

“She loved you so much. She cried herself dry when you left.” 

“I’m already feeling the stabbing pain of regret, so you needn’t make it worse.” You said bitterly. How could he manage to ruin a moment so completely? Of course, you knew of the pain Dahlia felt when you left. Of course, you knew she hurt and cried for you. Some days you even wondered if it was your selfish actions that caused her downfall. Was the grief the cause of her illness?

“I’m not trying to,” Tom defended. “I’m just saying: she loved you. You left her and she loved you still. In a way, it’s beautiful that she could love you, despite your selfish actions.”

“You know nothing of her love for me,” You scoffed, “you know nothing of love at all.”

“You are a serpent,” Tom shook his head, “venomous, even at your weakest. I am trying to show you an ounce of kindness. We are to be wed and there will be no delay. We are stuck together, (Y/N), can’t you see that? We must try to make this work.” 

“Tom,” You looked at him, “try as I might, I can not find the good in the arrangement. So don’t stand there and tell me that I must try to make this work; this is me trying, and yet, it still does not work. All I ever wanted was to be free, to feel the air under my wings, and yet, fate has left me bound to you. It is a cruel, unforgiving jest.”

“You act as though this was something I willingly chose,” Tom looked at you incredulously, “you act as if I’m the one that dragged you here and forced you to latch onto me like the leech you are. You act as though you’re the only one that hates this godforsaken arrangement, but you have no idea how I feel, and it’s not like you’ve tried to understand my perspective. As I have said before, you’re selfish.”

“Poor you,” you frowned pitifully, “you lost a fiance you never truly loved. Well, I lost a fucking sister. You’re not even on my level. And even more, you come here and you disturb this resting place. Maybe I am selfish, but you? You’re sinful.”

You turned to leave but Tom grabbed your arm and pulled you back to him. Close to your face, so close you could feel his hot breath on your cheek, “Don’t talk to me like that again or I’ll strike you the way men tend to strike their disobedient wives.” 

You scowled up at him, fire and hatred in your eyes, “I thought you said you don’t strike ladies.” 

“You are no lady.” 

“Well, you are no king. No amount of power, lands, or titles will make you worthy of the throne.” 

You pulled away and left the chapel, Ivy following close by your side. 

“Why did you let him in?” You sighed, letting out a shaky breath, trying to calm your breathing.

“I’m sorry, your grace,” Ivy looked at you apologetically, “but he is the crowned prince. I had to grant him entrance. If I had known it would’ve turned into that, I wouldn’t have let him in.” 

“No, it’s alright. You had to let him, I understand.” 

“May I offer some advice?” Ivy asked hesitantly. You nodded for her to continue, “He was right, he’s hurting too. Maybe instead of fighting fire with fire, you could take the first step. Show him you’re willing to try.”

“Am I, though?” You asked, “I hate this so much. I hate—I hate feeling like this, so helpless and alone.”

“I think he feels the same way and you two are more alike than you see.” Ivy tried, “Give it a shot, your grace. Don’t push away the one person that wholeheartedly knows what you’re going through.” 

You simply nodded and continued your walk back to the castle.

“Forgive me for being so blunt,” Ivy said after a moment. 

“No, it’s okay,” You assured, “I needed your bluntness.”

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You waited outside of Tom’s chambers, trying to muster the courage to knock or even enter. 

It won’t get easier, you reminded yourself, it needs to be done. Don’t think, just do it.

Finally, you knocked. It was late, nearly midnight, so there was no reason he should be anywhere other than here. 

“Come in!” Tom called, as you heard shuffling around inside the room. 

You entered, “Hi,” you sighed, “I just wanted to come in and clear the air. I think we—” but then you looked up and the scene before you nearly made you hurl. 

Tom was at his desk, no shirt, only his trousers. And in his bed was a naked girl with golden hair. She had the sheet brought over her breasts in your presence, and fear and embarrassment clouded in her eyes.

“I’m sorry, your grace,” She said softly.

You looked at Tom and saw the same embarrassment, this time burdened as well with shock and possibly even regret. 

“I-I’ll leave,” The girl moved to get off the bed but you held your hand up to stop her. 

“No, stay,” You insisted, with a cool venomous tone that had both the girl and Tom unsettled. You didn’t show any emotion, not like when you entered. You were at least somewhat hopeful when you came to his doors, but now you were blank. And Tom knew all too well that that was worse than if you were screaming, cussing him out. 

“I didn’t have anything all that important to say,” You turned to look at Tom, “I just came to tell you I wanted to make this work, because there is nothing more we can do about this situation. So I wanted to try, and maybe eventually we could be happy, but I can see now that that was a pitiful wish. Goodnight, Thomas.” 

You left, slamming the hard mahogany door on your way out. Tom stared blankly at the door, part of his secretly hoping you’d come back and that maybe, maybe he didn’t fuck this up too much. 

“Your grace?” The girl in the bed had left the bed and began running her hands over his shoulders, trying to soothe him, “Do you want to go again? To calm your nerves?”

“No,” Tom shook his head, “get out.” 

“But you summoned me?”

“Yes and now I am telling you to get the hell out.” Tom snapped, motioning to the door. 

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A/N: we did it! the end of the first chapter and things are just getting started ;) here are some end of chapter questions to get you thinking: 

do you think tom regrets sleeping with someone else, or he only regrets getting caught?

what do you think he’ll do to make it up to (y/n)? Or will he do nothing at all?

with the wedding coming up, how do you think they will go about consummating the marriage? 

how is dom’s health declining going to hurt or aid england?

do you think (y/n) is going to completely snap soon? what would like look like and what do you think the catalyst for her break will be?

no poll this time since there isn’t a huge branch that will present itself yet. next chapter has a relatively big branch off moment so there will be a poll for that! thank you for reading! love you!

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Haters -A Harrison Osterfield SMAU

Warnings: hate comments/bullying, lowered confidence, cursing, crying, the rest is fluff though!

P.s. no hate to Grace, just used as his ex for accuracy, and no hate if these usernames are legit accounts I just made them up for this smau

Summary: Reader is Haz’s gf but haters make a few mean comments and the boys jump to her defense. 💕

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yourusername: he’s always gotta pose, I just wanted a soft smiley photo smh, he’s still gorgeous though so I goes it’s okay💜🤷‍♀️

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hazosterfield: darling you have tons of smiling photos of me, I gotta use my modeling skills so that you have some others too; gotta keep my girl interested 😘

tomholland2013: it’s true, he’s always smiling when you’re around

yourusername: I’m sobbing stop 😭 (& I’m always interested💕💜)

hazosterfield: 😁😘

hollandandosterfield52: maybe he doesn’t smile because he doesn’t like you🤷‍♀️ solution seems pretty simple to me, he should go back to Grace

hopelessosterfieldgirl: omg he looks so good. Why are you complaining?! He’s the one stuck with you while you are fortunate to even know him🙄

*Harry sees the hateful comments and sends this to the group chat*

*back to SM perspective/posts*

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Harryholland64: doesn’t smile for her? Lmao I took this photo when she was simply walking back over to our table that night. This is how he constantly looks at her. So stfu. 💜

yourusername: Baaazzz, stop this is so sweet thank you 😭

yourusername: did you just use a purple heart emoji? I thought you said you don’t use that one

harryholland64: I decided I’ll only for you, you’re one of my best friends and deserve it 💜

hazosterfield: Harry, mate, thank you. Between the heart emoji thing and the post she’s thankfully smiling now ❤️

yourusername: I was already smiling again thanks you to baby😘 I’m just feeling even better now. And the emoji isn’t the big deal it is the color he chose. He made fun of me when he saw I always used the purple one and said he never used it. 🤷‍♀️

hazosterfield: lol I see 😊 I thought it was just because it was your favorite color

yourusername: that too 😂💜

samholland1999: I think she always texts using the purple one BECAUSE it is her favorite color so you are technically correct 🤔

philosterfield: Harrison, Y/N, what’s going on? Is everything okay?

hazosterfield: once sec mum ❤️

tuwaine: yes Baz, let’s go! We love you Y/N 💜

yourusername: I love you guys too 💜

tomholland2013: someone text me what is happening. 

harryholland64: mate check the group chat

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philosterfield: one of my favorite pictures from Christmas a few years ago of my sweet Harrison. It was Y/N’s first Christmas with us but it was well worth the wait. I’ve seen them together countless times of course but I never get over it because they are so good for each other and no matter what it is they are doing, they’re having fun together. I’m so blessed my son found someone like Y/N, she’s better for him than I could’ve ever hoped. I am hearing that people on here are being rude to her but I beg you stop because I’ve never seen my boy this happy before Y/N

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hazosterfield: thank you mum ❤️ this was really sweet. YN says to tell you she’ll respond once she stops crying. Happy tears this time she says! 😊

tuwaine: yes momma P has it correct!

hazismylove: this is so cute! I didn’t know she was getting hate though! Leave her alone guys

yourusername: thank you for everything again. I know I’ve said this a million times but I’m never going to stop. You raised the best man I could’ve ever dreamed to find and I not only have him in my life but you and Charlotte as well and couldn’t be happier. You’ve all welcomed me into your family and home and made me feel loved. Thank you 💜

philosterfield: you’re part of this family dear. If you need anything, please call ❤️

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tuwaine : Haz is a smiley mate but this Div saves this particular smile for her. This is from one of their FaceTimes before she moved here, he’d always screen record them so they can both rewatch later when they were apart and unable to talk at the moment (one was working, asleep, etc.) So don’t even try to come for Y/N/N when this sickeningly sweet video exists. If you do, you’re going to have a lot of British blokes to deal with in return as she’s like a sister to the rest of us💜

yourusername: you all are going to make me a crying mess today (good tears this time) 💜 thank you Tuwaine

hazosterfield: thanks Tuwaine ❤️, you’re the best mate, btw I still have these videos, even in the ones where I had a rough day she’s making me smile 🥰

yourusername: stoopppp I love you so damn much 😭💜

hazosterfield: love you always angel ❤️💜

harryholland64: OMG I remember this video, these two divs wouldn’t even get off the video call long enough for us to grocery shop but sure it’s not clear they love each other right?!

hazosterfield: Yn says she loves you guys. She’s got a bit of a headache so I’ve managed to convince her to take a nap so long as I keep my promise not to post or say anything until I’ve had time to calm down. It’s worth it if she sleeps💜

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tomholland2013: I’m normally not the one to do this but it is needed. For some god forsaken unknown reason some people on the internet seem to think that either my best mate Haz isn’t in love with his amazing gf of 3 years or that she isn’t the best person for him. I want to clear a few things up, the first being that while your words may hurt someone they don’t change anything. Next, I’ve watched these two somehow fall more in love with each other day after day and I could not ask for a better woman for Haz than Y/N so kindly leave them alone. These photos are from a video-call he and I had after they moved out of the shared house and into their own place. First one is his reaction to her name even being mentioned and the second was the way he looked at her when she walked into the room. I’ll leave it at that. 💜

hazosterfield: thank you Mate. I couldn’t agree more ❤️

yourusername: Tommy, thank you so much. You didn’t need to do this. Also, I LOVE these photos 💜

tomholland2013: Yes I did, you’re not only one of my best mates but also the most incredible person and I think we can all learn something from you two’s relationship

hazosterfield: she and I both say thank you again mate. ❤️

tuwaine: yes T, so true!

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samholland1999:  I’ve known Harrison forever and Y/N for years. I’ve known them before they got together and all 3-something years they’ve been dating; although the time before featured an embarrassing amount of pining- mostly Haz🤣. You probably don’t know that for their first stay-in date night I was in the UK and Harrison FaceTimed me from Tom’s studio in America to have me watch and correct his cooking as he wanted it to be perfect for her; I’ve never seen him so nervous in my life. Fast forward a bit and she found out about this and repeatedly assured him she liked his cooking even when I wasn’t there to help. You could tell she truly meant it too and these two divs were making messes in the kitchen all throughout quarantine (and probably still are) with huge smiles on their faces the whole time. Anyone who thinks he doesn’t smile for her is grossly mistaken. He never fails to be excited or happy to see her. They were probably only apart for like 10 hours when this photo was taken. She’d gotten off early and was able to come after all but hadn’t told him yet so I texted to get an extra cup but wouldn’t say why. When he got back to our seats and saw her, this was his reaction (plus almost spilling the drinks in excitement 🙄). Not only does she make him happier than I’ve ever known him, she’s also an ace of a girl inside and out. 💜

yourusername: Sammy, thank you for this 💜 💜

hazosterfield: thank you mate, these have all made her smile ❤️

tuwaine: 💯

nikkihollandphotography: this is a super sweet photo. ❤️ I seem to have missed something but based on the context I just want to say that @/yourusername sweetheart you are such a wonderful soul and I’ve loved watching you and @/hazosterfield grow together and love each other through the hard times.

yourusername: Nikki thank you so much 💜

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charlottesparrowxx : This is only time you will see photos of just my brother on my page. That’s because this photo shoot was something truly special. Y/n heard from my mum that she wanted new professional photos of Haz and I, so for a gift she paid @/Harryholland64 (there was a LONG argument as he doesn’t want money from friends ever and she refused to not pay for it; in the end she won) to do a session with us for her. As if the gesture wasn’t enough, to illicit a more “authentically detailed smile” as Harry put it, he simply told my brother to pretend Y/n was behind the camera. Idk if it was the idea of her being there or hearing her name that provoked the smile but it worked. I knew before then that my brother had fallen head over heels in love with her but this really sealed that. She’s truly a fantastic friend and she’s like a sister to me so I don’t appreciate the comments being made about her. 💜

hazosterfield: Char, thank you ❤️ this was a wonderful example how amazing she is and makes me feel. P.s. to answer your question, it was both 😊

yourusername: I’ve seen these stunning photos (of both you of course) before obviously but I still love them 😍 I never knew the story behind these particular shots though 😭💜

hazosterfield: In case you’re wondering my love, it was both reasons that caused the smile; but they both boil down to you. It’s always you 💜

yourusername: Harrison John Osterfield, my precious baby boy if you don’t stop I’m going to melt 💜😭

philosterfield: an amazing gift ❤️

harryholland64: I knew it’d work. 😌

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hazosterfield: I promised I wouldn’t post until my anger went away and I thought it was something attainable. But I don’t think this burning rage is going to ever leave. She’s my entire world; always has been from the moment she and I met, long before we were even dating. I was this close to posting a response to the comments when she noticed the anger in my eyes and asked what was wrong. She didn’t even know what had happened. I wanted nothing more than to shield her from it but before I could she saw them. There’s no excuse for saying hateful things on the internet to anyone. But my God, YN is the kindest, most generous, open minded, courageous, determined, supportive, hilarious, uplifting, loving, and radiant person. So to say those things to someone like her is just infuriating. Not to mention, she’s not only the love of my life and the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, she’s also my best friend and confidant and I wouldn’t be the man I am today without her. She’s been there through it all. She took the first flight out and flew across the world to comfort me and be there for me when my father passed despite her having her own responsibilities. She was there holding me together when my dog had to be out to rest. It’s not just the big things , she’s there even if I just had a long day at work or woke up cranky. At the end of the day, she knows I love her and I know she loves me so nothing anyone says or does will change that. Nevertheless, as you’ve seen today, even though we never asked them to, if you make hateful comments about my beautiful soulmate you will have but just me but countless friends and family to answer to. Y/F/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, my dearest angel, I love you more than life itself and promise to make sure you never begin to believe any of the nasty and untrue things ignorant people dare to say about you or us. 💜

samholland1999: seems like a good reason to break a promise, this was adorable Haz. This photo is fire YN

hazosterfield: technically I didn’t break the promise, I asked her if I could post something yet and she said as long as I wasn’t as angry as I was early; then she went back to sleep ☺️ I’m hoping her headache is gone when she gets up 🥺 I’m still angry but not as much, you guys helped with that mate ❤️ and she’s always breathtaking 😍

yourusername: Harrison f’n Osterfield I’m crying, I love you so unbelievably much😭💜 I seriously have the best boyfriend in the universe. Hazzy, get in here and cuddle please 🤗💕

tuwaine: mate I’m tearing up, you two are perfectly made for each other. And she’s killing it again here 🙌

tomholland2013: couldn’t agree more mate, love you both. ❤️ looking good Y/n/n

harryholland64: you two are so lucky to have each other I swear. Judging by the fact Haz is not responding I’m assuming y/n got her requested cuddles ����

charlottesparrowxx: knowing my brother he probably full on sprinted to the bedroom to comply with her request for cuddles 😝

yourusername: yes Baz I’m getting my cuddles 🥰and Char, Haz says to be quiet (well that was nicer than what he said but I’m not going to say that to you) 😂💜

philosterfield: I love you both, when you’re ready for a video call, I’d like to chat with you both ❤️

hazosterfield: we love you too mum, we’ll call you in a bit ❤️

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yourusername: I’m reposting these first two photos because he’s jaw droppingly (yes I know that’s not an adjective but I don’t care) gorgeous and the hateful comments towards me don’t change that. I mean, damn right?

When I posted these first two this morning, I captioned it in a way that clearly upset some people. For those of you who missed it before I deleted the post, it said “he’s always gotta pose, I just wanted a soft smiley photo smh, he’s still gorgeous though so I goes it’s okay💜🤷‍♀️” and within less than an hour, people were commenting hateful things. I’m not here to whine or draw more attention to them. If you don’t like me or what I post or say, feel free to not follow me. I won’t be offended or hurt, I don’t need your presence to feel good about myself. Especially when you’re here to simply drag me down, compare me to others, or say my loving boyfriend doesn’t love me. Who even does that? I could go on and on about how/why this behavior is not acceptable but that’s not the point of this post. Just know your comments aren’t going to hurt me. I know my worth and love myself even if you can’t. And even on days where my confidence is lower or faltering I have the world’s best support system and hype team imaginable. The rest of this post is to focus on them, hence the photos💜 (I couldn’t decide the order of this so Haz suggested I do it in order of who posted first to make it easy💕)

Harry, you are one of my closest friends and have always supported me no matter what it is I am doing. You were also -queue the boys’ arguments to start again on this- the one who helped the most when I moved from the US to join you all in the shared house during COVID and then again when Haz and I moved into our own place. You and Haz are tied for best photographer as you both manage to find random times to get photographs of me that boost my confidence. 💜📷

Momma P/Phil, you truly are like a second mom to me and instantly welcomed me into your life and family; no words can describe how much that meant to me. You’ve supported Harrison and I’s relationship from the very start and still do. I promise to continue to always do my best to give your son the love he deserves 💜🌸

Tuwaine, you never fail to make me laugh even on bad days. You’ve also, unprovoked, elected to take the position of my personal bodyguard when Harrison isn’t around or is busy. I still remember you literally lifting me off the ground to get me away from a creepy guy at the pub on main my first year here while Haz and Tom were getting our table more drinks. Whether it is physically protecting me like that or defending me against people online, I know you’re there 💜💂‍♂️

Tom, gotta start with the obvious and thank you again for introducing Harrison and I. Even though you knew before Haz and I were ready to admit there was something more than friendship between us, you didn’t know upon first introductions so I have to thank you for making that seemingly unimportant (at the time) decision years ago as it was the best thing to happen to me and also prompted me meeting the rest of the boys. You became a friend instantly on set and I will always be grateful that we’re friends superstar 💜🤩

Sam, you’re the most laidback and calming presence in the group (apart from Haz but that’s mostly in relation to me not in general) and a place I can always turn to for advice or a sounding board. As with the others, you’ve been there for me more times than I can count. 💜👨‍🍳

Nikki, First I’m sorry I was told there isn’t a photo of you with Haz or all the boys -we need to change that 😉-. But, I have to say thank you for always having my back against a house full of boys (even if it had to be virtually at the time) and always keeping me posted about the stupid things my boyfriend and your sons did while I was in the US. 💜⛲️

Charlotte beautiful, you’ve become like a little sister to me and I love that. I always cherish the girl’s dates with you and momma P. Thank you for being such a positive presence and always encouraging me when I’m anxious. 💜👗

Harrison John Osterfield I don’t even know where to start. My special prince you are my best friend, my rock, and the best golden retriever boyfriend🥰. Hazzy, you should know firsthand how long I could make this but due to the character limit I’ll keep it brief and verbally continue my rambling instead 😘 Even when we were literally worlds apart, you were always there for me through everything. If something happened while apart, you’d fly to me asap and if I convinced you not to (rarely worked you stubbornly protective pain 💕) you’d still demand we FaceTimed even if I looked like a raccoon. You can always fix any mood I’m in and make me smile and feel better. I love your fantastic sense of humor and how down to earth you are. I promised brief so gorgeous thank you for being so protective and loving all these years 💜🌍

Thank you all so freaking much for everything and for always loving and supporting me , I have the best support system even after moving countries and I’m so grateful 💜 love you all sm.

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hazosterfield: I’m so pleased knowing that our mates and family will always keep you safe and happy even if I’m not around to do it. Mates, thank you for this, whether these posts (to the point she asked if I told you guys to post and I told her I didn’t even have to), shielding her from the aggressive paparazzi, or other concerning situations. I don��t care if it is verbally/emotionally supportive or physically like Tuwaine (thanks again mate) at the bar. I know no matter where she is, who she’s with, or what happens she’s always got a team ready to help her ❤️ And to my wickedly smart and stunningly gorgeous princess, you never cease to make my eyes water with your thoughtful words and behaviors. I love you always darling and will always have your back 💜😘

nikkihollandphotography: we can certainly fix that, as long as you’ll be in the photo too as I need a photo with you too ❤️

tuwaine: hahahahaha I REMEMBER that! I will always do that when warranted. At least now you won’t scream in my ear to put you down because you know I won’t drop you 😂

samholland1999: How has no one commented on their individualized emojis? Y/n/n you’re seriously the sweetest person to exist, I’ll have your back forever 🙂

tomholland2013: introducing you two back when he was my PA and you were helping the crew on set was the best thing for all of us y/n/n as you’re a light for us all ❤️

charlottesparrowxx: love you sis, I’m here if you need to talk 💛

harryholland64: you’re the best for letting me take your picture whenever. If we want to talk about stubbornly protective, that’s not just Haz with you but you with Haz when it comes to me and that mates’ jokes but we know Haz loves you for it and at the end of the day I suppose it’s sweet. 🤷

philosterfield: I accepted you into our family right away because of who you are. You don’t need to promise me to that you’ll take care of my boy, I already know it and see that ❤️

hlastnameboys_: we love you y/n thank you for not giving up on us all because of a few 💙

#harrison osterfeild fluff #harrison osterfeild imagine #harrison osterfield #harrison osterfield x reader #harrison osterfield x y/n #haz osterfield #haz osterfield x reader #haz osterfield x you #harrison osterfield x you #haz osterfield x y.n #smau #haz osterfield smau

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finally a f*cking masterlist

Hola everyone and welcome to this hell site :) jk

anyways i finally figured out how to make a masterlist and i've always wanted one for my blog so here you gooo hehe

also a little disclaimer: most of these edits are old. i just scrolled though my blog and added them as I went further back so please excuse the horrible layout and the cringy captions or whatever lol plus i really don't know why but somehow i made a couple insta edits for chris evans with his handle as "captainchris" ???? did that use to be his handle? or wtf was wrong with me back then??? weird 16 year old me oof

I hope this helps and maybe some of you amazing people have fun taking a look at my weird edits from 2018

Thank you for your support along the way, i feel so loved lul <3

Dividers by @promenadewithme-graphics

Marvel

Chris Evans missing you singer football, camping and netflix&chill what do you mean, you're me???

Sebastian Stan proud seb a tough day (african female reader) random and cute insta post teaching him how to tango Pregancy II thirsty texts mum's kisses

RDJ supportive dad Jealousy 10 year annivesary

Tom Holland All you need in order to control people is cocaine. Two Avengers travel blogger girlfriend Ireland trip Newspaper singer sister study date That's my girlfriend! right, they're just friends surprise texts when zendaya leaves the room help me hide apodyopsis

Tom Hiddleston Meeting the family wifey's red carpet look

David Mazouz What a Night

Hailee Steinfeld clumsy girlfriend (hailee x female!reader)

Why Don't We

being friends with wdw II

Corby Worby: Hooked II III IV V ballerina girlfriend

Jacky Whacky birthday getaway fortune cookie a date in paris

Granny Danny flirting

5 seconds of summer

5sos + one

Luke Hemmings just friends hotel rooms

Micheal Clifford Dorks

Ashton Irwin Vacation it's official

Random

Romeo Beckham picking flowers secret cuddlers II

Tom Hardy birthday babe

Awsten Knight beach babe

Max Irons photoshoot

Jensen Ackles Anniversary

KJ Apa smiley boy

Noah Centineo hot tub

Harry Holland professional ice skater

Harrison Osterfield Vacay

Shawn Mendes

Your Side of The Bed

#socialfake masterlist #masterlist post #welcome to my blog #marvel #5sos #wdw #tom holland #chris evans #sebastian stan #rdj #robert downey jr #tom hiddleston x reader #hailee steinfeld #david mazouz #corbyn besson #daniel seavey #jack avery #ashton irwin #luke hemmings #micheal clifford #romeo beckham #tom hardy #awsten knight #max irons #jensen ackles #kj apa #harry holland #harrison osterfield #social media fake #x reader

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thank you to everyone who sent a request for my 1k sleepover, it means more than you know to me ♡ thank you!

here’s a masterlist of blurbs i wrote for my 1k sleepover

some works might contain nsfw themes, minors dni

please do not repost my work

only you • ex!tom holland x reader

prompt: “for what it’s worth, i never gave up on you.” (smut!)

safe in my hands • harrison osterfield x reader

prompt: “get locked in somewhere together.”

anywhere but here • ex!harry holland x reader

prompt: “don’t look at me like that.” “like what?” “like you still love me.”

beautiful disaster • mob!harrison osterfield x reader

prompt: “i always said i’d die for you.” “i didn’t think you meant literally.”

crashing • frat!tom holland x reader

prompt: “get locked in somewhere together”

pleasure exchange • richkid!harry holland x reader

prompt: “i can’t stand you!” “then sit down.” (smut!)

missing piece • harrison osterfield x reader

prompt: “you bought me flowers?” “yeah, well i noticed you’d seemed kinda down, so i wanted to cheer you up.”

back to you • roommate!tom holland x reader

prompt: “i can braid your hair for you- i mean, only if you want.”

second hand love • harry holland x reader

prompt: “what happened to your hand?” “i hit my hand on something.” “on what?” “your ex’s face.”

goodnight for now • harrison osterfield x reader

prompt: “i’d feel much better if you’d let me walk you home.”

into your arms • mob!harry holland x reader

prompt: “you weren’t there… why weren’t you there? i needed you! i needed you! and you weren’t there!”

love bruises • harrison osterfield x nurse!reader

prompt: “what happened to your hand?” “i hit my hand on something.” “on what?” “your ex’s face.”

one more i love you • mob!harry holland x reader

prompt: “you make me feel alive. for the first time ever, i feel like i can breathe.”

time will come • harrison osterfield x reader

prompt: “they say we won’t last.” “then let’s prove them wrong.”

high risk • harrison osterfield x reader

prompt: “i’m too sober for this.” “you don’t even drink.” “maybe i should start.”

#gi’s 1k sleepover #gi’s ​1k sleepover masterlist #tom holland x reader #tom holland x y/n #tom holland blurb #harry holland x reader #harry holland x y/n #harry holland blurb #harrison osterfield x reader #harrison osterfield x y/n #harrison osterfield blurb

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The boys making fun of Harrison and saying he's whipped but he is just proud of it because he knows it means others, including y/n know he loves her🥰

an: SAMMIIEEEEE again tysm for requesting this, i did it insta style bc i really love making them insta style :P

pairing: harrison osterfield x female!reader (mimi keene face claim)

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hazosterfield i will never not stop saying this, i am super proud of yourinstagram <3 tune into s3 of sex education

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harryholland64 man you’re whipped you haven’t stopped talking about her show since the air date was announced

yourinstagram shut up baz or im gonna beat you up next time i see you

harryholland64 i speak truths only 🤷🏽

yourinstagram im def beating you up when i see you

yourinstagram LOVE YOU HAZZZZ ignore the haters harryholland64

hazosterfield love you more y/n/n 💝 cant wait for you to come back home, monty misses you

harryholland64 IM NOT HATING JUST SAYING THE TRUTH

yourinstagram im so giving you a purple nurple or something when i see you, sleep with one eye open harry harryholland64

yourinstagram i miss monty toooooo and youuuuuuu 💗 hazosterfield

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hazosterfield SHES BACK HOMEEEEE ❤️‍🔥

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yourinstagram and we have a new furry friend, welcome luna 🐶

asabopp OMG she’s so cute

yourinstagram shes saur adorbs i larb her 🙈

tomholland2013 is this why you’re ignoring all of our calls?? WE WANNA SEE Y/N TOOO

yourinstagram well i don’t wanna see you, how bout that??

tomholland2013 oh hell no, now it’s personal 😡 i’ll see you BOTH in a few

harryholland64 do you believe me now that he’s whipped??? yourinstagram

yourinstagram ooohhh come with tom so i can give you that purple nurple harryholland64

harryholland64 no i’m scared

samholland1999 im only going to see monty, luna, and baz get a purple nurple i shall update you all 🤠

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hazosterfield words cannot describe how proud i am of you and everything you’ve accomplished. you’re a shining star and grateful i get to call you mine everyday. i love you y/n/n

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yourinstagram IM CRYING, grateful for you everyday haz 💗

harryholland64 HES SO WHIPPED WHEN WILL YOU BELIEVE ME yourinstagram

yourinstagram WAS THE PURPLE NURPLE NOT ENOUGH DO I NEED TO GIVE YOU ANOTHER ONE?!

hazosterfield i love you forever and always 💍

tomholland2013 proud of you yourinstagram!

yourinstagram tysm tomm!! you’re my second favorite holland brother, the first is paddy

tomholland2013 i take back my compliment ✋🏽

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hazosterfield yeah im def whipped harryholland64

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yourinstagram are you happy to be in paris?

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hazosterfield oui

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