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incorrectmarvelquote · 2 days ago
Clint: Do you think I’m smart?
Natasha: Is that what we’re going to do today?
Natasha: We’re going to fight?
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Scarlett Johansson and Dita Von Teese
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omgislena-blog · 17 hours ago
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scarlett: "natasha's favourite fight move... er... is probably what's it called? the thigh grip? what do you call it? the master thigh hold....? the thighmaster hold?..."
renner:"to be choked out by your thighs would be a good way to go. that's my favourite move."
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Promise - RPF Tom x Reader - Words: 1,486
A/N: This fic is 100% self-indulgent. I wrote this instead of therapy LOL
Seriously though, if you struggle with your self-image and feel this may trigger you, check out my Masterlist and pick a different fic or message me and let's talk. ❤❤❤
"Are you ready yet, love?" Tom called out to you from the living room.
"I don't think I'm going," You replied. Tom's, and subsequently your, good friend Ben had invited you two over for his beginning-of-summer all-day pool party. This year he had jokingly themed it the Multiverse of Splashness.
"Why not?" Tom asked worriedly, walking in the bedroom. He looked towards you on the bed and saw that you had out every bathing suit you owned and even a few apparently new ones that you'd bought.
"They don't fit," You said, glaring at the swimwear.
"But darling, didn't you just go for a swim at the beach with your best friend?" He asked. You scrunched your nose, shaking your head vigorously.
"That's different!" Tom stared at you in confusion for a moment before shaking his head.
"You'll have to pardon me, but how is that different?"
"You weren't there!"
"And?" Tom gently urged you to go on.
"And Sophia and Elizabeth weren't there. Or Scarlett," You whispered, picking at some imaginary lint on the blanket.
"And you don't want them to see you?" You shrugged slightly.
"It's not so much them. I just-" You sighed, turning away from him. "I just don't want you to see me next to them."
"You don't want me to see how beautiful you are?" He asked, trying to turn you over. You whipped around and glared at him. "My dear, if you think I'm going to see those other actresses and think you are any less attractive you are sorely mistaken. You are the most beautiful woman I know. Inside and out." Looking you over he smirked and added, "Especially out."
"Tom," You groaned, whacking his chest playfully, unable to stop at least a small smile from appearing on your lips. "I'm just nervous. What if someone says something?"
"If anyone says something to upset you, they're both insane and playing with fire." He kissed your cheek and whispered darkly, "I would have no choice than to defend the honor of my queen."
"Okay, Loki," You grinned. Tom laughed and helped you stand up. "Ok, you've convinced me to go but I still don't know what to wear. Can you help me pick?"
"Of course!"
A bit later that morning the two of you arrived at the party, late, but not overly so. "Tom! Y/N! Good to see you again!" Ben greeted, smiling widely and giving you both big hugs.
"I'm so sorry, Ben! I had a bit of a problem this morning and-"
"Don't apologize! It's fine!" He assured you. "Come on and grab some drinks."
As you made your way to the makeshift bar Ben had set up, everyone said hello. Tom caught you staring at the other actresses on the other side of the pool long after they'd waved hello. "You're beautiful," He whispered to you.
Apparently, he was loud enough that Ben heard. As he handed you your drinks he smirked. "He's right, you are beautiful." Taking a sip of his own he chuckled, "Not as beautiful as Sophie, of course, but I'm required to say that." You laughed and smiled.
"Alright I believe you," You smiled. "Sorta at least."
A while later, Tom had gotten caught up in conversation with someone so you were reclining on one of the lounge chairs by the pool getting some sun.
"What's a pretty lady like you doing all alone?"
"Hello, Owen," You chuckled, opening your eyes.
"So, how's life with the world's 2nd most handsomest man been?" He asks, taking a seat next to you. You quirked an eyebrow at him and smirked.
"I'm assuming you're the first, of course?" He flashed you a smug grin and you laughed. "Life's pretty good," You finally replied.
"Good to hear," He said, smiling genuinely. "Tom's a great guy. I'm glad you two found each other."
"Me too," You say, looking down at the drink in your hands. "So," You sigh. "What have you been up to?"
"Oh you know," He sighed, leaning back himself. "Living the dream. Finally broke down and got myself a jet ski for the fans. It's actually really fun!" You laughed heartily and shook your head.
"You and Simu Liu will have to go together," You grinned.
"True!" Owen laughed. "But I really haven't been doing anything super interesting. Well, other than looking for my very own variant of you," He smirked.
"Watch it, Wilson!" Your boyfriend yelled, swimming up to you two and leaning on the edge of the pool.
"Oh no worries, Hiddles," He laughed. "You get this one all to yourself. On another timeline though-"
"I get it," Tom interrupted. He jumped out of the pool and leaned over to kiss you.
"Ah! Tom! You're getting me all wet!" You squealed.
"There are children present!" Robert yelled a few feet away, covering Tom Holland's ears. You laughed and shook your head.
"And 106 year old man who have no idea-"
"I have plenty of idea, Mackie!" Seb yelled in reply.
"Oh my gosh," You laughed, shaking your head.
"Welcome to the Marvel Bunch," Ben grinned, walking up.
"I guess so," You replied with a grin. You looked up at Tom and smiled at him. "Thank you for making sure I came to the party," You said to him.
"Of course," He smiled.
Later that evening, after quite a few hours of swimming and playing various lawn and pool games, everyone was grabbing their dinner plates and finding a table to sit at to eat. You and Tom ended up at the same table as Ben and Sophie, while Elizabeth, Robert, Scarlett, and Owen were at the next table over.
"Ben! These burgers are delicious!" You gasped after taking your first bite.
"There's more than enough for everyone," He grinned. "You're welcome to have more if you'd like." You wiggled your eyebrows and grinned as you continued eating.
However, as Tom and Ben were talking, your gaze wandered to the table next to you. Scarlet and Elizabeth were laughing about something and sharing a hamburger. Each had half a burger on their plates. Looking down you realized you had already eaten a little over half your burger. You quickly set it down and instead drank some water. A few minutes later, Tom had finished eating and got up for seconds.
"Would you like any more, love?" He asked, not realizing that you hadn't finished your first plate.
"No thanks," You replied, giving him a forced smile. "I'm not that hungry."
"Not hungry?" He frowned. "You were planning on going back for seconds just a few minutes ago. What happened? Are you ill? Do you need to go home?"
"No I'm not sick, Tom," You sighed. "I just don't need it."
"Don't need?" His expression turned to one of confusion before there was a particularly loud laugh from the other table. Once he glanced over and registered who was sitting there, he understood. "Darling," He whispered, kneeling next to you. "Are you still hungry?" You wanted to shake your head no but the growl your stomach made said differently. Ben and Sophie got up quietly from their chairs and walked back to the bar. "Why are you not eating?" Tom asked. "Did someone say something to you?"
"No," You said quietly. "I just-" You sniffled, tears rolling down your cheeks unbidden. "I just want to look like them. I just want to be pretty for you."
"My love, Y/N, I told you, you are pretty. And beautiful and lovely and simply the most amazing woman I know!"
"How can you say that?" You hissed, trying not to make a scene.
"Because it's true. Even if I was lying, even if I was saying these things out of some obligation to you, would Owen and Ben lie to you? Two of our best friends?"
"What do you mean?" You asked, wiping tears from your face hastily.
"He did say you're beautiful, you know," Sophie piped up, having returned with Ben and their drinks. Ben smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Honest!" He grinned. "Second only to my lovely wife, as I said." You shook your head, scoffing lightly.
"How much did he pay you?" You asked Ben.
"Well, Tom promised me another season with Loki," Owen smirked, leaning back in his chair to add his opinion. You raised your eyebrows at the two men and Owen laughed. "I kid. In all seriousness, Hiddleston there would've had to fight me for ya if he hadn't met you first."
“And we both have movies coming up. We have to be on a diet,” Elizabeth said.
“Believe me, I would have gladly eaten two,” Scarlet grinned.
“Ok, ok,” You chuckle. “You all think I’m pretty.” Tom smiled brightly and kissed your forehead.
“Of course we do. And I will do all I can to make sure you think that from now on.”
“Promise?” You ask timidly.
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starlets · an hour ago
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