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loveaffaire · 3 years

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Listen to me… dad’s friend!Bucky + reader

Bonus points if Steve is the father of the reader jensjsks

Almost Caught

Pairing: Dad’s bestfriend!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings/tags: mentions of sex, making out, slight hair pulling, pet names (doll), age gap (reader is 21 and Bucky is… 106), Steve cameo<3, reader calls Steve ‘daddy’ but in a normal father way, obviously🧍🏻‍♀️& credits to The Amazing Spider-Man for the cocoa scene (so TASM spoilers? lol)— 18+ (MINORS DNI)

Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: y’all wild, Steve is gonna beat the shit out of his old pal, Buck, if he ever found out🤠

🤍Written for my 1k sleepover🤍

You were laying on your bed and scrolling through social media when you heard your window glass sliding up, your head shot up and there he was, Bucky.

“Fuck” Bucky whispered, almost breaking the vase on your study table as he practically crawled through your window and fell on the hard floor of your room.

You giggled, eyes quickly checking for the lock on your door and making sure it was locked.

“Bucky!” You gushed, getting off the bed and walking to where Bucky was still sitting on the floor, brushing his jeans off.

“You need to tell Steve that you need a bigger, wider window” he said, slightly pouting.

“And tell him what?” You rolled your eyes, “Dad, your best friend sneaks into my room every night and it’s tough for him to get through my small window, can we please get a wider window?”

He smiled, any sign of distress leaving his face when his eyes landed on your face, “shut up”

He stood up, his 6'0" figure hovering over you as he looked down at you with a glint in his blue eyes, “come here, give me a kiss”

You instantly stood on your tiptoes to reach his lips, your lips softly pressed to his as he pulled your body closer.

You were 13 years old when you were sent to a boarding school far away from school, your parents, Steve and Natasha were too busy being Captain America and Black Widow for the country to keep you around. You were safer in the boarding school, anyway.

When you returned 5 years later, now 18 years old, you only saw Bucky once on a weekend for an Avengers get-together and then you were off to college. Three years there and then you were back home, taking a gap year for various internship opportunities.

That’s when you bumped into Bucky. Even though he's been staying in the Avengers’ compound for years, he only ever hung out with your parents or Sam or spent most of his time reading. So when you had found him in the library one day, a conversation was sparked up and since then, you were inseparable.

He was always around you, you were always around him and one day, when he got you alone in the middle of the large bookshelves in the library, he had kissed you and you happily kissed him back.

The guilt ate away at Bucky for a good few weeks, the thought of doing this to Steve made Bucky feel disgusted with himself, but every time his eyes landed on you, he couldn’t help feeling like a lovesick little boy.

So here you stood, in your bedroom, 3 months later with Bucky holding you against him with his lips on yours. It was wrong but it just didn’t feel like it, sure you had to hide from everyone but that’s what made it even more exciting.

The innocent kiss turned into something a bit more steamy as he roughly pulled you up, easily picking you up by the back of your thighs and placing you on your study table. The second he pushed between your legs with a little force, a whimper left your mouth and just then, there was a knock on your door.

“Y/N?”

You froze when you heard your father’s voice, gripping Bucky’s henley in your hands with wide eyes but as soon as you came to your senses, you quickly pushed on his shoulders and reached for the door and Bucky quickly duked down behind the loveseat.

“Honey, do you want some cocoa, mom’s making some cocoa!”

You opened the door, just enough to stick your head out. Your breath was shaky, chest heaving up and down, “no, dad, I do not want cocoa, honestly I’m 21 years old”

You father looked at you confused but the frown on his face turned into a smirk as he said, “okay, I just thought I remember somebody saying last week that her fantasy was to live in a chocolate house”

You heard a soft snicker from inside your room and your eyebrows shot up, “well, that’s impractical” you shut the door but opened it again, “and fattening,” you shut the door again.

You turned back and saw Bucky with his chin resting on the top of the loveseat, “chocolate house?” he joked, tilting his head to the side.

You rolled your eyes as you opened the door and saw your father standing there with a frown on his face once again, “sorry dad”

“It’s okay I—”

“I can’t have um cocoa right now, I’m- I’m working, I’m doing this, I’m- I have cramps!”

“Oh”

“Yes, I feel pukey and emotional, I’ve been crying—”

“Alright that’s—”

“It’s gross, I can’t have cocoa,” you gulped.

“Good good” your father shook his head, looking at the wall behind you.

“It’s brutal, you don’t wanna know” you whispered, making a gagging expression.

“Got it, that’s- I got it” your father nodded, turning around, he threw a thumbs up in the air.

“Thanks, daddy” you yelled out, shutting your door and locking it.

You rested your forehead on the door and sighed. Bucky sneaked up behind you and softly grabbed you by the waist, he kissed your exposed skin on your shoulder, his lips were warm on your skin.

“He could have caught you,” you whispered, moving away from him.

Bucky grasped your wrist, pulling you back to him and you stumbled back on his hard chest, “but he didn’t”

He leaned in, attaching his lips to yours, he softly tugged on your hair and you whimpered. As your lips fell open, he was quick to sneak his tongue inside your mouth and you moaned against his lips.

“Bucky, wait” you pulled away, shaking your head at him, “you should leave because what if dad becomes like- I don’t know- suspicious”

“But I don’t want to leave” Bucky whined like a little kid as he tugged on the hem of your tank top.

“He’ll kill you if he finds you here” you rolled your eyes at him, falling back on the bed.

“Did you know back in our days, Steve opposed 117 nations to protect me?” Bucky smirked, “he’s not gonna hurt me”

He crawled on top of you, resting his hands on either side of your shoulders. You’ve heard about the incident that broke up the Avengers a million times, Tony and your dad never stopped joking about it at the get-togethers.

“Well, back in your days, you weren’t fucking his daughter” you smirked, your eyes squinting at him.

“I haven’t fucked you” he whispered, “yet”

“It’s only been 3 months, I’ll make you wait a little more” you said, your voice smug.

“Well, I’ve still been to places… your places” he said, his voice low and filled with lust, “do you remember that time I tasted you? My pretty doll tasted so good for me—”

You pulled yourself up on your elbows, pecking his lips and shushing him. Not wanting him to see you so flushed, you rolled over with him under you now and your lips landed on his neck, you were quick to leave a pretty lovebite on him.

As you continued your work on his neck, with his head thrown back and soft moans falling out of his lips, you felt his bulge pressing between your thighs. He gripped your hips and lifted himself off the bed, desperately trying to feel you against him.

“Okay” you huffed and sat on his lap, you teased him by pushing a little harder on his bulge, “that’s enough waiting”

He quickly nodded, “3 months is a lot of waiting, yeah” his voice was shaky, neck red from the heat creeping up to his face.

“You wanna fuck me?” you whispered, nudging your face closer to his as he sat up with you still on his lap.

“So badly, doll” he said, resting his hands on your waist.

“Get to it then” you softly giggled, getting off his lap and crawling up on the bed.

You rested your back against the headboard and you removed your cotton shorts, spreading your legs wide open for Bucky to see the dampened spot on your underwear. As he looked at your face twisting in pleasure when you softly brushed your fingers over your clothed cunt, he was sure he was going to devour you tonight. He was going to absolutely wreck you.

I had to leave it at that, whatever happened after that was wild and they broke the bed so yeah🤠

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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okay i for a blurb request for the sleepover: a red carpet blurb with tom holland, u are both co-stars in a movie that’s nominated, and you are close so you’re together most of the event. paparazzi and fans take pics and videos and bc of the pics/vids ppl start to speculate that u too might be dating… i just want a lot of warm, nice fluff and tom being a goof (i hope this is clear and congrats on 1k <3)

The Rumours Are True

Pairing: Tom Holland x Actress!Reader

Warnings/tags: just fluff <3

Word Count: 1k

A/N: I mentioned some past interviews and moments which led to the fans/media speculating that Tom and reader are together, other than that, it’s all your request. Enjoy!

🤍Written for my 1k Sleepover🤍

Tom admitted that you’re his celebrity crush in a buzzfeed interview.

The first thing you did when you reached the world premiere of Spider-Man: Far From Home was run to Tom and give him a friendly kiss on the cheek because you haven’t seen him in 6 long months.

Photos of you both laughing and hugging adored the first page of some gossip magazine with the headline “Are Tom Holland and Y/N Y/L/N dating? The pair looked cozy on the set of their new film, Cherry” just because you went out with Tom to grab coffee before an early morning shoot.

Tom wore a hoodie on an early morning jog which had a lipstick mark on the neckline, fans speculated that it’s yours because you were papped wearing the same shade of lipstick the day before. And… it was but it was only because you wore his hoodies sometimes and like in a friend kinda way.

You posted a photo of Tom on your Instagram story and fans instantly knew it was your place because of a lamp in the background.

A lamp, yes and you were kinda impressed by the detective skills of your fans. Just a little.

All these little moments and about fifty others had led to the fans and the media speculating that there was something more between you and Tom but there wasn’t. You were just good friends with each other and that was it, that was what you were telling yourself anyway.

Tonight was the British Academy Film Awards and you were to walk the red carpet with Tom, both of you being nominated for the best actor and best actress for your performance in Cherry.

You stood beside Tom on the red carpet as you posed for a hundred cameras and he stood close behind you. You felt his hand on the small of your back when you both were signalled for the red carpet interview, he walked beside you to a bunch of interviewers waiting on the sidelines.

As the questions kept coming and you both kept answering, it was only inevitable that the interview would ask something about you and Tom and that’s exactly what happened.

“And that was quite the red carpet entrance, you look so cute with each other!” The interviewer gushed, a huge smile on her face.

“Well, he’s quite the arm accessory,” you joked.

“I’m pretty sure the fans are dying to know if there is any possibility of you both getting together” there was a smirk on her face when she continued, “or maybe just going public with it?”

The interviewer looked at you with raised eyes and then at Tom. You opened your mouth to clear any suspicious headlines for tomorrow but just then Tom spoke up,

“You know what they say, nothing is impossible”

Your eyes widened for a second but you quickly recovered and laughed at his joke. He raised his eyebrows at you in a playful manner with a mischievous smile on his lips.

The interviewer laughed at his words and just then your publicist alerted you both to enter the building for the premier and you were thankful to be out of that situation before she could ask any more questions.

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

“The fans are going to have a field day with that huh” you said, carefully removing your earrings and settling them down on the dresser.

“What?” Tom said, walking inside your hotel room.. You both have planned to maybe watch a movie after the world premiere to de-stress now that the movie was finally all wrapped up.

“I said, the fans are going to have a field day with what you said on the red carpet” you said, your hands on your hip as you eyed him, “hopefully the newspaper will talk about the actual movie tomorrow instead of just us”

“Well, you know what they say, all press is good press” Tom smiled at you, tugging at his tie as he removed his suit.

“Just like they say, nothing is impossible?” You laughed, imitating his British accent as you repeated his words from earlier.

But Tom didn’t. He turned to look at you with a serious expression, opening the top two buttons of his dress shirt.

“Is it so bad that they speculate that something is going on between us?”

“Uh” you shrugged, “no but it’s always annoying when they keep saying something that isn’t true, right”

“Will it be too bad if it was?”

You stopped in your tracks and frowned because you were confused, “what do you mean, Tom?”

“Will it be too bad if the rumours of us dating were true?”

“Silly” you giggled with a hand on your mouth, “but we’re not dating so how can—”

You stopped giggling as soon as you realised what exactly he was talking about, your face fell but it wasn’t because of fear but because of the blush creeping up on your cheeks.

“Yeah, I mean like that” Tom bit his lip, feeling shy under your gaze.

“Like if we were actually dating…?” You said it out loud to make it clear.

“Yes, like if we were dating” Tom nodded his head as his cheeks turned rosy.

A smile creeped up on your lips and you couldn’t help but smirk, “are you asking me out on a date?”

The smile on your face gave Tom the confidence to step forward and grab a hold on your hand as he tugged you closer to him.

“I like you” he muttered, his eyes gazed on your lips briefly, “and have for a while so would you like to go out with me?”

“Wow, this is kinda coming out of nowhere and now I feel shy” you mumbled, chin slightly nudging closer to his face.

“Just say yes, you know you want to” Tom whispered as he brushed his nose against yours, your face was extremely close to his own.

“Yes, I want to” you whispered back, barely no space left between you both as you finally gained the courage to keep your hands on either side of his face and pull him in for a brief kiss.

His lips pressed to yours and he wrapped his arms around your waist, not wanting to let go. Yes, Tom and you have kissed multiple times when shooting for movies but this was different.

This kiss felt different, his hands on you felt different, the way he was pressed up against you was different and you know he felt it too because when you pulled back, a pretty smile adored his lips and you couldn’t help but think to yourself— how did I never notice how much I love this brown doe eyed boy?

This was way longer than a blurb but when are my blurbs actually blurbs, they always turn into one shots smh, I hope you liked this :)

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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happy 1k lovie!!!

maybe a slightly angsty blurb abt pete forgetting y/n’s bday? like he just got too caught up with spider-man biz

love you ❤️

What’s The Date Today?

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: angst & fluff

Word count: I tried to wrap it up but it still ended up at 800 words:/

A/N: honestly I would simply forgive Peter for forgetting my bday, I’m so whipped and also because I just KNOW that he would feel so guilty when that’ll happen :( anyway enjoy <3

🤍JOIN MY SLEEPOVER🤍

You waited for him to wish you when you laid in bed together last night and the clock struck at 12 and when he woke up the next day and strolled in the kitchen but the only thing he did was remind you about calling your mother today because you somehow always forget to call her every Friday.

After a long day of online college classes, both for him and you, Peter had left for his Spider-Man duties at around 5:30. Thankfully, New York was running low on crime and that’s why, he only went out to take a check and be back home in an hour or so.

So you sat on the bed and waited for him as you heard a light knock on the bedroom window, the red and black of his suit visible as he peaked in, he swiftly opened the window and let himself inside. He flashed you a tired but toothy smile and your heart melted for a second.

“How many times have I told you to lock this window when I’m not home” he said, resting his back against the glass of the window.

“We live on the 11th floor” you said, walking up to where he was resting, you bent down to plant a quick kiss on his mouth and he only pulled you closer.

“Criminals don’t have a fear of heights” he sighed and rested his head on your shoulder, “I’m so tired”

“Hm”

“Is something wrong?” He looked up at you, his thumb gently brushed your bottom lip.

“Uh no, I’m okay” you whispered.

He doesn’t remember, he forgot my birthday, does he even love me anymore? Okay that’s being a little dramatic, Y/N, just stop it—

“Can we have pasta for dinner tonight? Really want to have that uh Alfredo Pasta you made last week”

He got out of his spandex, ruffled his hair and walked into the bathroom as you heard your heart shatter in your chest.

You swallowed the lump in your throat as you walked to the kitchen, planning to put extra salt in his pasta but quickly cancelled the thought, you weren’t that cruel.

Peter came into the kitchen after a while, hair wet from his shower, “did you call your mom today?”

That question really broke you open, he can remember reminding you to call your mother but he can’t remember your birthday?

“Yes, yes I did Peter” you snapped, aggressively stirring the white sauce in the pan.

“Woah okay I just asked about your mother, sorry” he raised his eyebrows in a questioning manner but you just ignored him.

“What’s wrong with you?” He asked, walking over to you but you shifted away.

“What’s wrong with me?” You squinted your eyes at him, now welled up with tears.

At this, Peter’s eyes widened for a second, his hands raised up to grab your arm but you had other plans on your mind.

“Please Peter—“

“Y/N, is something wrong? Baby—”

“What’s the date today?” You snapped once again, cheeks heating up in anger.

“It’s uh I don’t know, I don’t remember dates anymore, what is it—”

“So now you can’t even remember your girlfriend’s birthday!?” You asked, teeth biting your lower lip, keeping you from bursting out crying on the kitchen floor.

Peter halted in his step, mouth opening and closing like a fish, it took a minute for him to process what you’ve just said to him.

“No no, oh my god, Y/N, i'm so sorry I forgot—”

“It’s okay, Peter” you looked away from him, “it’s like 8pm, it’s not even my day anymore”

“Listen, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, I’ve been so busy but that’s no excuse for forgetting your birthday, please let me make it up to you” he pleaded, hands grabbing on your waist to get you to look at him.

“No—”

“Look here, I’m sorry, baby” he pulled you away from the stove, “please, just look at me, I’m—”

His voice choked up which made you look up at him, his eyes red with tears as he held back from breaking down. Peter was a good boyfriend, he was definitely the best thing that has ever happened to you so forgetting your birthday hit him close and it hurt you to see him feeling so guilty.

“Peter” you whispered, hands grabbing his face as you gently kissed him, all the anger vanishing.

His cheeks were wet with tears by the time you pulled away, brows frowning as he looked in your eyes.

“I’m gonna make you a cake” he whispered, his eyes scanning your face as he sniffed.

You couldn’t help but giggle at his words, “Pete, it’s okay, it’s 8pm and you don’t know how to bake. We can just have this pasta and—”

“No, let me make it up to you” he hushed you, wiping his eyes with his sleeve, “I’ll search a recipe and I’ll make you a cake”

He picked up an apron to tie around his waist but you spoke up, “we don’t have any cocoa powder”

“Damn” he exhaled, “okay I’ll run to the store and I’ll grab some things”

“Peter—”

“I’ll make you the best goddamn cake you’ve ever had, baby”

You giggled, looking at him in awe, he rushed to the door, swinging it open and walking out, probably to make you the best goddamn cake you’ve ever had.

This mf probably burned that cake.

Hope you liked this <33

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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The Dark World!Loki Laufeyson x Renaissance Paintings

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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Little Baby Holland

Pairing: Husband!Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings/Tags: NSFW, smut , slight br*eding k!nk, Tom being sappy— 18+ (MINORS DNI)

Word Count: 700+

A/N: I don’t have a child so I don’t know if babies actually eat 8 times a day but I googled it and it said 8-12 times a day so if that’s incorrect, do not call me out lmao😭

Edit— part 2

🤍JOIN MY SLEEPOVER🤍

“Tom, please get out of her face” you said, pushing Tom’s head back, “let her breathe”

Here you were at Harrison’s house with his new baby girl in your lap and Tom couldn’t stop gawking at her like he’s never seen a baby.

“She can breathe” Tom whispered, “see she likes me!”

Yes, little Osterfield liked Tom and it was evident in the way her little hand was reaching out to his face and trying to grab his hair.

“She’s so cute” you said, your eyes scanning over her little face and her soft light hair.

“I know, she has Harrison’s nose but she makes it look better,” he said, “now let me hold her, come on”

You gently passed on the baby to Tom and he squealed like a little school girl beside you.

“Oh my god, she’s so tiny” he beamed. He was having the time of his life holding his best friend’s baby.

“Are you crying?” You whispered, your hands grabbed the back of his neck and turned his face towards you, “aw, you’re crying”

“No, stop I’m not—” Tom choked up, tears visible in his eyes.

“Hey, baby, we’re your godparents” he said softly, his thumb gently caressing the baby’s cheek.

You were in awe watching your husband communicate with the baby, the way he was holding her, the way he was so soft with her as to not hurt her, it was making your heart blossom with warmth.

“I want a ba—” Tom started but his words were cut short by Ellie, Harrison’s wife when she entered the room.

“I’m gonna feed her now” she smiled at both of you and you nodded your head.

“But she just had her food!” Tom pouted.

“She’s a newborn baby, Tom, she eats like 8 times a day”

You giggled at Ellie’s words and Tom only nodded halfheartedly.

You left Harrison and Ellie’s house at 6pm and as soon as you pulled the seat belt over your chest, Tom spoke up, “I want a baby”

“That’s not something you can get at Target, Tom,” you giggled.

“I’m serious! Come on, I’ve always wanted kids and you too so maybe we should try for a baby now, Y/N”

“Are you having FOMO because of little Osterfield?”

“Would you stop laughing” he whined and turned to look at you, “I want a baby with you”

The sincerity in his voice scared you but it was more of an excitement, “okay”

“Okay?” Tom’s eyes widened at your words, a small smile tugging at his lips.

You were just fooling around with him, of course you wanted a baby with Tom, you knew this the day he asked you to marry him and hearing him say this only made you want it even more.

“Yeah, I want a baby with you too”

—

As soon as you walked inside the bedroom, Tom’s hands were everywhere. His lips on your lips, his tongue playing around with yours, your hands tangled in his hair and the wetness pooling between your thighs when you felt his bulge painfully pressed to your core.

He nearly ripped your sundress in half as he rushed to take it off your body. His lips left your mouth only to get attached to your neck and he left a trail of red lovebites which will probably turn purple tomorrow.

“Gonna fuck a baby inside of you” he grunted as he tugged down your underwear, pushing you back on the bed.

“That’s so romantic” you whispered, falling back on the bed, knees quickly bent and spread apart just for him.

Tom let out a breathless laugh, “gonna make you a mum”

“Come here” your voice quiet, heart bursting at the seams by the idea of being a mother and a smile on your lips as you made grabby hands at him.

He didn’t waste another minute, practically climbing on top of you and holding your hands above your head as he gently pushed inside of you. His hips rocking back and forth as he left open mouth kisses on your neck.

You moaned when he pushed deep inside of you and you gently bit down on his shoulder to stop yourself from screaming but you couldn’t help but moan louder when his thrusts got rougher.

He let go off your hands only to sit up and hold the back of your knees to spread your legs wider. As he pushed deeper, your hands clawed at the bedsheets, your hips moving upwards to meet his thrusts.

You threw your head back as you clenched around him, shaking when you finally let go and came. After a few seconds, with his cock pulsing, Tom came deep inside of you and then waited a few minutes before pulling out, telling you that it’ll help to keep it in.

As he laid on your chest that night, his eyes shut from exhaustion, neither of you knew that that night was the night when you’ll conceive. After a month, you stood in the bathroom with a positive pregnancy test and Tom sobbed in your chest with happiness, promising you that he’ll be the best dad to little baby Holland.

Damn I don’t know how I feel about this, I’ve never written smut for Tom like that but anyway I hope you still liked it, nonnie<3

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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Can you do a part two to Little Baby Holland where the reader gives birth.

Baby Theo

Pairing: Husband!Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings/tags: profanities, fluff, childbirth, hospital setting, Tom crying again

Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: I know nothing about childbirth so if she has a baby in 15 minutes, it’s not my fault???

This is part two of Little Baby Holland but you can read this even if you haven’t read the first part.

🤍Written for my 1k Sleepover🤍

“Can you stay up all night-” Tom gently took out the waffles out of the waffle maker, placing it on the plate, “fuck me till the daylight”

He put some cut up strawberries on the waffle and poured you a glass of milk, “34 35-”

His swaying and singing came to a halt and he almost dropped the plate he was holding when he heard a loud shrill voice. He stood still with wide eyes but as soon as he realised that it’s you calling out his name, he sprinted across the kitchen and busted through your shared bedroom.

There you were, hands on your baby bump and Tom stood still in the doorway, his eyes wide and focused on your stomach.

“Fucking hell, Tom!” You cried out.

“I- are you- are you having the-”

“Fuck yes, I’m having the baby” you snapped, face heating up in annoyance.

“Fuck” Tom said in a high pitched voice, “okay uh okay, where’s your bag that we packed for the hospital—”

“I don’t know! Just get the car, let’s go!” You yelled, banging your hand on the bedroom door.

“Yes, yes baby- okay fuck found it” Tom said, his voice frantic, hands shaking as he led you to the car.

When you reached the car, your feet sore and heartbeat rising, your head snapped towards Tom and you put up your best threatening voice, “if you don’t speed your way to the hospital, I’ll kill you”

Tom wildly nods, his eyes wide open as he carefully shuts your car door, playing safe to not agitate you even more. You were carrying his child, after all.

You successfully reached the hospital in no time and with no speeding tickets. Your midwife quickly wheeled you to your hospital room and Tom rushed right behind you.

He stepped out of the room to call up Harry and Harrison, he was freaking out and out of breath when he heard your screaming.

“Where is that man!?”

Tom entered the room and quickly walked towards you, “baby, I was calling Harry and Harrison—”

His words were cut off by your high pitched voice, your doctor telling you to push and you were clutching the sides of the bed as you pushed, “I'm so tired” you cried out, having been pushing for a while now.

“It’s okay baby, you got this” Tom whispered, his hand brushing your hair back, “I’m right here”

“Fuck, this hurts” you yelled, eyes filled with tears but you tired your best to push through the pain, it was all for your baby after all.

“We can see the head!” Your doctor exclaimed, “just a few more pushes, come on”

Tom moved away from you and down to where the doctor was standing as he took a peak and he could very well see the baby’s head, “oh my god”

He came back up to you, “I’m gonna pass out” he breathlessly whispered, his voice cracking.

“No!” You yelled, clutching his shirt collar and pulling him close, “you did this to me, do you understand? You did this to me so you better watch me go through this, Thomas!”

The second the words left your mouth, you felt Tom’s shirt collar slipping out of your hand as you heard a thud, his unconscious body laid right beside the bed.

“What the fuck” you screamed, making a big push one last time and just then, the sound of cries filled the room.

Soft yet piercing cry, that’s how he sounded. You could see his tiny hands when your midwife picked him up and took him away to clean him. Your eyes felt heavy from exhaustion but you opened them just enough to see him return, wrapped in a soft blue blanket.

Your midwife softly placed him in your arms and your eyes welled up. His eyes were shut, small pouty lips and a nose that looked exactly like his father’s. His father.

“Tom” you whispered, eyes tearing away from the baby and looking down beside the bed.

“We got this,” your doctor said, directing some male nurses into the room to pick Tom up. You watched them take him out with a frown on your face but as your eyes landed on the baby again, a smile made its way on your face. He was finally here.

*┈୨୧┈*

“Hi” Tom whispered, entering the room with a shy smile on his face, “where’s our baby?”

“Hi” you smiled, “they took him away for some tests, you know, medical stuff”

“He’s alone? I should go—”

“Harry is with him, it’s okay” you said, “you passed out and I didn’t know where you were so Harry came to check in and then I sent him with the baby”

Tom bit his lip, a blush creeping up on his face, “I was scared that they’ll mix up our baby”

You giggled and he walked over to the bed, he gently wrapped his arms around you, resting his head on top of yours, “I’m so sorry I passed out”

“No, I understand, you were panicking” you pulled back and held his face in your hands, “I’m so sorry I yelled at you so much”

Tom let out a soft chuckle and gently pressed his lips to yours, “my child was literally in your stomach and you went through all of that alone because your husband passed out in the middle of it, trust me it's okay”

“I’m kinda glad you passed out, you were annoying me” you said, smiling up at Tom.

“Oh, come on, you were the one telling me to not pass out” Tom laughed.

Just then your midwife walked inside the room with your baby, Harry and Harrison just behind her.

“Oh my god” Tom whispered as he sat beside you on the bed and the nurse placed the baby in his arms, “he’s so tiny”

“He has your nose but he makes it look better” Harrison said, his nose scrunched up.

You chuckled, watching Tom as he softly traced his finger over the baby’s head, “hi, baby Theo” he whispered.

“Theo Parker Holland” you said, making Tom snap his head towards you.

“Yeah?” He said, a smile making its way on his face but his eyes were wet with tears.

“It doesn’t sound so bad so yeah” you nodded your head.

Tom had begged you for the name Parker, saying how he’ll be okay with it even just being the middle name and you have refused, not wanting the character Tom played to overshadow the identity of your baby. But you realised how much that character meant to him and how much the baby meant to him, he was finally a father and that was all because of the little baby in his arms so you decided that he deserved this.

“Okay, I can feel the tears coming in, we should go, give them some privacy and all, ya know” Harry said, clutching his chest, Harrison nodded and they left, leaving you, Tom and Theo alone.

“Theo Parker Holland” Tom whispered, his eyes never leaving the baby’s face, vision getting blurry because of the tears that were filling up his eyes again.

Theo’s eyes were shut, his soft breathing making his small chest move up and down and the way Tom was admiring his little movements was making you tear up.

“Thank you” Tom said, finally looking up at you, “and you,” he looked back at Theo, “for making me a father”

You smiled, gently running your fingers through his hair, “thank you both for making me a mum”

“I love you” he placed a kiss on the baby’s forehead and then one on yours.

As you rested your head on his shoulder, your heart filled with warmth when you watched your husband softly communicate with Theo— there was no other place in this whole wide world that you'd rather be.

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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Seasons

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings/tags: a bit of angst, fluff, cheating (not by Peter/reader), Pete being a hopeless romantic as always

Word Count: 1.3k, I swear these blurb requests are turning into full one shots because I love Peter being completely whipped by the reader :(

A/N: @spiderholland101 I’ll be honest, I’ve never heard any of those songs so I picked a bunch of lyrics and built a story around it, just 1.3k words of Peter being desperately in love with the reader! Enjoy <3

🤍JOIN MY SLEEPOVER🤍

Summer - Heaven help a fool who falls in love

Peter tried not to stare at you but it was hard when you were sitting two seats away from him in chemistry class. Your skin looked as soft as cotton, lips plump and covered in strawberry chapstick, hair softly shining in the sunlight coming through the window.

His heart would beat a little faster every time you’d laugh, his breath would hitch each time you’d run to him in a crowded room, a smile would find its way on his lips the second his phone would light up with a text message from you.

It’s gonna get messy so don’t fall in love with your best friend, you fool, he’d tell himself.

❥ ‑‑‑‑

Autumn - You've been on my mind girl like a drug

Peter stood still in the middle of the school entrance as he watched you kiss Harry, his hands in your hands, a smile on your lips. It was like getting shot in the head and no, he wasn’t exaggerating, that is exactly how it felt to see your best friend that you are in love with be in love with someone else.

He pulled himself out of his daydream of repeatedly punching Harry in the face and rushed towards you. You pulled away from your boyfriend as soon as you heard footsteps approaching you, a smile settled on your lips when you saw Peter.

“Ready to go?” Peter asked, completely ignoring Harry and you nodded. To his dismay, Harry didn’t let go of your hand without giving you a very steamy kiss right in front of him.

You made small talk on the way to his house and Peter tried to focus on anything other than the kiss you and Harry shared just a few minutes ago. And when you sat on his bed, eyebrows frowned in concentration over chemistry, Peter’s eyebrows were frowned for a whole other reason. Thoughts of you getting too busy in your love life and forgetting him creeped up on his mind and you noticed.

“What’s wrong, Pete?”

“Uh… can’t understand this question”

“You weren’t even looking at the question, you were looking at me” your voice low as you scanned his face, “did I do something?”

Peter’s eyes widened, “no, y-you didn’t do anything, nothing”

“Okay so what is it?”

Peter sighed, biting on his lip because he was nervous and too afraid to say something wrong but he decided to be honest, “just scared you’ll get too busy with Harry and stop hanging out with me, it’s just a thought”

You were taken by surprise by this but soon, the sound of your soft laughter filled the room, “forget about you? We’ve been friends since forever, no boy is ever going to come between us Peter”

Peter’s eyes glimmered at your words, his cheeks turning rosy as he processed your words.

“Anyway, I’m too scared that you’ll forget about me because I saw you hanging out with all those smart science kids earlier today” you teased, your forefinger wiggling in his face as he shook his head, smiling.

How can I forget about you when you’ve been on my mind like a drug, he thought to himself.

❥ ‑‑‑‑

Winter - I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

The cold came and the days turned ugly, one text message to Peter and he was running to your house in the middle of the night.

You saw Peter through your window and opened the door, running into his arms. The impact was so hard that he almost fell back as your hands clutched on his jacket.

“He cheated on me” you cried, voice strained from the previous screaming match with Harry over call.

Peter held you close, walking back inside your house and closing the door behind. As soon as he let go of you, you fell down to your knees and he got down right in front of you as he wiped your tears with his sleeves.

“He doesn’t deserve you, Y/N” he said sincerely. His hands holding the back of your head to make you look at him and he almost kissed you that night. But he didn’t because what if you push him away, one heartbreak was enough for tonight anyway.

As he watched you weep on his shoulder for a boy who clearly didn’t deserve you, he wondered how it felt to be loved by you and if he’ll ever get to be loved by you at all.

❥ ‑‑‑‑

Spring - Wouldn't it be nice to live inside a world that isn't black and white

The colours were a bit brighter than before, the leaves and the flowers blooming again in the soft spring wind. Just like them, you were blooming too. You were the old Y/N again, the same old Y/N who was there before Harry came along and ruined it.

The glow in your eyes was visible, your smile felt more real now and you felt more comfortable in your skin than you did 2 months ago. Peter even helped you pack a box of all the things that your ex-boyfriend left at your place and you later sold those things at a thrift store.

Peter started seeing more of you, he would either be at your place after school or you’d be at his and sometimes, you’d go to the ice cream place near his place on a hot day.

As he watched you munch on your ice cream cone, the vanilla on your lip looked a bit more appetising then it did when it was on the cone and he almost leaned in to have a taste.

“Is there something on my face”

“No��

“Why are you staring then?” you smiled and raised your eyebrows at him.

“Oh, shut up” he rolled his eyes, “come on, let me walk you home before it gets dark”

With you walking by his side and the way your knuckles gently brushed against his made him realise how much brighter his world looked now. How wonderful it was to live in a world which wasn’t black and white anymore and it was all because of you.

❥ ‑‑‑‑

Summer - Honey I love you

The sun was setting, both of you returning from the summer fair and he finally gained the courage to hold your hand on the way back home. The hot weather was making your palm sweaty but Peter couldn’t care less. You were literally here, holding his hand in yours and he didn’t want to let go.

“Peter”

“Yes?”

“Will you say it?”

Peter frowned in confusion, “say what?”

“You know what” you bit your lips, a bit of sadness in your eyes.

“I- I don’t know what you’re talking about” Peter stuttered.

Peter was clueless. For a straight A grade student, he was pretty dumb when it came to love and you.

“So you will just never tell me that you are in love with me?”

Peter halted in his step and that halted you in yours. His hand slightly loosened its hold on yours in horror but you were quick to tighten your hold on his hand, even tugging him closer to yourself so you both were face to face.

“You know?” He finally spoke up, voice in a whisper and mouth agape in shock.

“It’s hard to miss when you’re right there staring at me with your big brown doe eyes” you softly giggled, feeling a bit shy now, “and how you get flustered when I compliment you, how you always have my back and how you always pick me up, it’s obvious that it’s more than just… friendship”

Yes, you knew. You have been waiting for him to say something, anything at all to show you that he loved you but as time passed and still no word from Peter, you finally took matters in your own hands.

Peter was speechless and you have had enough, you sighed and let go of his hand. Peter almost collapsed when you placed your hands on either side of his face and pulled him in.

You filled the gap between you both as you pressed a soft peck to his lips and his eyes fluttered like butterfly wings, savouring in the feeling of the airy kiss. Your lips felt like a light feather, barely there but just enough to make him feel lightheaded for a second.

You pulled away quickly but then pressed your forehead to his and closed your eyes tightly, “honey, I love you”

You said it like a promise, your chest felt a little lighter when the words were finally out and Peter’s heart started racing in his chest again. When he finally processed what had happened, he didn’t waste another moment as he pulled you back in for a kiss.

“I love you” he whispered, words muffled with his lips never leaving yours, “I love you, Y/N”

He repeated the words multiple times, telling you ‘I love you’ for every single time he couldn’t in the past and your eyes watered at the intensity of emotions soaring in your chest.

As he stood there kissing you, his mind went back to last winter and how he wondered how it would feel to be loved by you but now he didn’t have to wonder anymore. He knew how it felt to be loved by you and it felt like heaven.

Anyway, hopeless romantic Peter, my beloved🥰

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Domestic!Bucky Barnes

Requested by anonymous

#loveaffaire’s 1k sleepover #moodboard #bucky barnes #bucky barnes moodboard #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes headcanon #bucky barnes blurb #james bucky barnes #sebastian stan #sebastian stan one shot #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan smut

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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Tom Holland as Flynn Rider (Tangled)

Requested by @spideyy ♡

#I struggled so so much with this but this is my favourite Disney movie + this concept is HELLA cool so I loved every bit of making it #loveaffaire’s 1k sleepover #moodboard #tom holland #tom holland one shot #tom holland x reader #tom holland imagines #peter parker #peter parker one shot #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagines #Tom holland moodboard #Tom holland fanfiction #Tom holland blurb #peter parker x y/n #Peter Parker fanfiction

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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Tom Holland as the Wolf of Wall Street

Requested by @spideyy ♡

#I don’t know how I feel about this but again such a cool fucking concept!!!#also this is literally how I imagine those wall street guys to be 😭 just a lot of drugs strip clubs and money so I- 💀#loveaffaire’s 1k sleepover #moodboard #tom holland #tom holland one shot #tom holland x reader #tom holland imagines #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland fic #tom holland angst #tom holland fluff #tom holland smut #peter parker #peter parker one shot #peter parker smut #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagines #peter parker fluff

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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Andy Barber x Dark Academia

Requested by @fairyevans ♡

#His character has such an underlying darkness to him so dark academia is perfect for his aesthetic!#loveaffaire’s 1k sleepover #fairyevans🤍#chris evans #chris evans one shot #chris evans imagines #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans blurb #chris evans x reader #chris evans smut #andy barber #andy barber one shot #andy barber x reader #andy barber smut #sleepover moodboards #moodboard

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝟏𝐊 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Thank you to everyone who sent in asks and requests for my 1k sleepover, it means so much to me!! Hopefully I’ll have another sleepover at another milestone ♡

Here is the masterlist of all the fanfictions that | wrote and the moodboards | made for my 1K sleepover. The list consists of fanfics of Peter Parker, Bucky Barnes, and Tom Holland.

Some work might contain NSFW themes (slight smut/mentions of sex) and have been marked the same, minors DNI with NSFW.

—Please do not repost my work anywhere even if you give me credit, | do not want my work distributed but reblogs/feedback is always appreciated.

What’s The Date Today? (Peter Parker x Reader)

Request— Maybe a slightly angsty blurb abt pete forgetting y/n’s bday? like he just got too caught up with spider-man biz

Seasons (Peter Parker x Reader)

Request— I've been in a pretty meh mood and | was wondering if you could possibly write a Peter Parker x Reader based off the song Ophelia by the Lumineers and Wonder by Shawn Mendes. Just some cute fluff

Almost Caught— (Bucky Barnes x Reader) NSFW

Requested by anonymous - Dad's friend!Bucky + reader, bonus points if Steve is the father of the reader jensjsks

Little Baby Holland — (Tom Holland x Reader) NSFW

Request— Baby making with Tom!!!

— Part 2: Baby Theo (Tom Holland x Reader)

Request— Can you do a part two to Little Baby Holland where the reader gives birth.

The Rumours Are True (Tom Holland x Reader)

Request— A red carpet blurb with torn holland, u are both co-stars in a movie that's nominated, and you are close so you're together most of the event. paparazzi and fans take pics and videos and be of the pics/vids ppl start to speculate that u too might be dating... i just want a lot of warm, nice fluff and tom being a goof

Moodboards

1. Andy Barber x Dark Academia

2. Biker!Steve Rogers

3. Tom Holland as Flynn Rider

4. Tom Holland as the Wolf of Wall Street

5. Loki Laufeyson x Renaissance Paintings

6. Frat Boy!Peter Parker

7. Domestic!Bucky Barnes

#loveaffaire’s 1k sleepover #literally posting this for the 3rd time because my tags fuck it up smh #tom holland #tom holland one shot #peter parker #tom holland smut #tom holland x reader #peter parker one shot #peter parker smut #tom holland imagines #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagines #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes angst

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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(SLEEPOVER IS CLOSED)

Hi lovies, I’ve just realised that now there are 1k of you guys so I’ve decided to celebrate it with a little sleepover!

This sleepover will last for a whole week— from 25th July (Sunday) to 1st August (Sunday)— you can start sending in asks from now onwards!

—𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ TROPE/CONCEPT TALK: tell me all about your favourite tropes and/or concepts and we can gush about it together! (both SFW & NSFW thoughts are welcome)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ FUCK MARRY KISS/WOULD YOU RATHER

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ RECOMMEND ME: send in—

🎧 for a song recommendation

📓 for a fanfic recommendation (send in a character/person along with SFW or NSFW)

🍿 for a movie recommendation (send me a genre so I can recommend you better!)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ MOODBOARDS: give me a concept (for example: cottage core!Peter) or a character + colour and I’ll make you a moodboard (only doing the first 10 requests)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ BLURB REQUESTS:

Taking in SFW and NSFW requests but I don’t write detailed smut so please keep that in mind.

I love writing but I’m only human so I won’t be able to do all the requests in a week so even though the sleepover will last for only 7 days, I’ll keep writing and posting the requests even after the sleepover is over (but I won’t accept any new request after 1st August)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ TALK TO ME: Want to ask me something? Sure, go deep, go personal. Want to tell me something about yourself? Yes please, I’d love to get to know each and every one of you. Want to tell me about your day? Go ahead. Want to rant? I’m all ears. Want some bad advice? Come on in. Anything!!

I just feel like I don’t talk to anyone here and for me, this sleepover’s main goal is to tell people that I’m always around if someone needs to talk/rant, anon and non anons, mutuals or not!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Lastly, CHARACTERS/PEOPLE we can discuss:

ACTORS- Chris Evans, Tom Hiddleston, Tom Holland (I’ll be taking Tom Holland requests for this sleepover, I miss my bb)

MARVEL- Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Peter Parker, Loki Laufeyson

OTHERS- Andy Barber, Ransom Drysdale

I love you all and I hope to see you on Sunday🤍

🌼JOIN THE SLEEPOVER HERE!🌸

Tagging some mooties under cut <3

@winter-james @honeyspidey @sinisterspidey @fairyevans @blissfulparker @spideyspeaches @tinyyoungblood @celestialholland @planetofawe @serendipityrogers @flowerbouquet @itsapeterthing @eqvnimity @worksby-d @honeyloverogers @spideyy @screamholland @swtbbybarnes @spidderboy @my-divine-death @starknik22 @buckyblues

I’d appreciate the reblog for signal boost but PLEASE don’t feel obligated to, I love ya mooties💐

#loveaffaire’s 1k sleepover #peter parker one shot #bucky barnes one shot #steve rogers one shot #loki laufeyson one shot #tom holland one shot #chris evans one shot #tom hiddleston one shot #peter parker x reader #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #loki laufeyson x reader #tom holland x reader #chris evans x reader #peter parker smut #bucky barnes smut #loki laufeyson smut

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