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give-grian-rights · 3 years

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Bets Against The Void c5

@petrichormeraki bet you forgot I even had this fic ! Thank you again for the gift that is Whitelist AU, which feels like a lifetime ago (For Tommy it was !)

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The Hobbit Hole was more than Tommy expected. Birch-and-spruce windows poked out throughout the hillside, a round entrance carefully carved from the wood. Poking his head inside, the blond’s eyes darted across the spruce-built interior skeptically.

“..Thanks.” Tommy halfhartedly grumble, pulling his hand off the entrance. He warily stepped in, his hand resting on the doorway entrance for a moment as he investigated for potential traps.

“You’re..Sure we can just- stay here?” Tubbo asked once more, their head turned back towards the dirty blond stood aside the messy front garden.

“Of course, I swear, I don’t need another place to hoard stuff! Chances are, I’ll only be out here if I finally get around to moving my villagers out of their old setup.” The older brit confirmed once more, his tone light. “Seriously, it’s not a big deal. Promise.”

Hesitantly nodding, Tubbo offered an appreciative smile his way before they turned back towards Tommy. “How’s it looking, then, Big Man?” They hummed, tilting their head.

“Fuckin’ cool as shit-” He glanced around, apprehensively surveying the ground for any traps.

“It needs a bit of cleanin’ up,” Stress chirped, sending a lighthearted glare towards Grian as he stuck out his tongue with a snicker. “We’d all be happy to help.” She finished, with a warm smile.

Tubbo politely nodded. “I think we’ll handle it. Thank you, again.” They ran their hand over the wooden arc in the entrance.

Grian shook his head. “Really, don’t worry about it. Stay here. Get settled. Either of us may be over to check up. Across the lake’s my neighbor, Scar, who you might see. But he shouldn’t come around here.”

With a bit of exasperation, ready to be left alone, Tommy wordlessly nodded as he bounced his leg.

Clearing his throat, Grian nodded. “Alright, then we’ll be out. We’ll see you two soon. Cya, Stress, thanks for the help!” He dipped his head towards the short brunette, who grinned bubbly back.

“See ya! Bye, loves.” Stress cooed, before deploying her glowing skeletal wings and ascending off with a quick poof of smoke.

Instinctively when the item had come to her hand, Tommy had thrown his arms around Tubbo’s ears- an action that didn’t go unnoticed by the sandy brunett man.

Grian simply put his hands up pacifying, as Tubbo was shrunk back curled, shielded away from where the brief poof was. “They’re duds, almost all fireworks here are duds.” He had calmly spoke, his tone soft. “I’ll come back to check up on you guys soon, ‘n make sure you have the supplies you need. You have free reign of that base!” Were his parting words, before he trotted off into the woodland.

Tommy uncurled himself from Tubbo. “You good, Bigman?” The blond tilted his head.

“Yeah,” Tubbo chuckled halfheartedly. “It doesn’t really.. Scare me it just- it startles me? Hearing it? ‘Cause I don’t really have time to prepare myself for the noise..Even if it’s not the same as- the kind from. Then.” Their voice wavered for a moment, before they took a shuttering breath. “Yeah, I’m fine, Man.”

“..Mhm..Alright. Well, this set-up is better than just ‘bout half the shit on’ the SMP.” Tommy diverted the subject, sweeping his foot over the top of the floor, watching the small streak it left beneath a thin coat of dust.

Tubbo tilted their head. “Really? It smells..Very dusty-” They sneezed into their arm, sniffling. “I.. feel like it might need a bit of work, yeah?”

The blond boy shrugged. “Yeah.. We can see ‘bout gettin’ a towel wet or something and wiping all ths shit down?”

Humming in agreement, Tubbo felt around, listening to the words their Comm robotically had been reading off.

“I’ll see ‘bout findin’ shit. They’ve gotta have wool in some of these chests,”

With a bit of digging, the two teens had gotten to work. Not everywhere in the practically abandoned place was dusty or dirty. A small lush crevice was fresh and clean- or, relatively so. Bright feathers had littered the area around it. A path from a window seal, which had been opened, and to said crevice was nearly spotless of debris outside of such molting feathers or a few leaves.

Now without dust on the outside, the two messed with the chests, rummaging through what could be found.

..Which was a lot. Just not in the places they had expected.

Out of the chests they had searched through, they managed to find almost a doublechest full of various stacked enchanted books-

“How..How did he just leave all of this here?” “Well, he has enough he defenitely won’t notice a few gone!”

A totem of undying in a michalanious chest-

“Woah.. WHAT THE SHIT..” “Dude… This is.. A gamechanger”

A golden apple held by an item frame-

“Finders keepers! This counts, its on a chest.” “Sick!”

Bafflingly, a diamond in the food chest-

“What the actual shit. WHAT THE ACTUAL SHIT-” “What? W- WHAT? WHY?”

Two enchanted, nearly broken bows with enchants- “Better than nothing, I’ll see about combinin’ them unless you feel like pinnin’ the tail on the donkey.” “..Sounds like a good plan, yah.”

And in the middle of the room, a chest with an enchanted diamond axe-

“..Fuck. Wow- There’s just a wholeass enchanted axe! What the fuck is the point of the itemframes if theres no system here?”

“Whats it enchanted with..?” “..Fortune? What a waste. Uhh, some efficiency, too.”

There wasnt much in the main storage room, but they werent quite willing to push their luck and explore too far. At least not until they got some food and set up some sort of gameplan.

The two teens distributed some of the loot they scavanged, damaged iron armor going to Tommy, a shovel to Tubbo and a spare shovel to Tommy, The totem of undying to Tubbo, and the two diamonds they scavenged turned into a diamond sword for Tubbo as well, with the axe and golden apple going to Tommy.

They turned their focus to food. The two sat beneath the support pillars against the walls, taking the time to eat a handful of watermelon slices.

The wall of chests ahead of them had been broken, exposing the opened window with feathers trailing from it. It was an oddly live scene in the otherwise abandoned wooden hole.

Neither of them quite enjoyed the feeling of being holed in, or the small nature of the wall-home. Nor did either teen mention it.

Tommy explained the varying entrance ways from the mainroom. They had decided on splitting up soon, letting Tubbo find a place to dig out a room for the two of them, with Tommy going off and rummaging through more chests.

Tubbo found a dead-end room beneath a spruce-log room on the second story, and had begun trying to carve it out, as the other teen worked through more and more chests.

The blond eventually worked his way outside and into yard infront of the entrance, rummaging his way through the bits and pieces- the best so far, being another golden apple which he happily held onto.

Half way through his second chest, something caught his attention- or, more like, he caught something’s attention.

A blue, yellow-cheeked bird had fluttered around him, its head quirked curiously as it stared him down. Tommy shrinked.

“What the fuck do you want?” He squinted at the parrot as it lowered itself down onto the top of the open chest, hopping along the edge.

“F⚍ᓵꖌ!” The bird cooed in responded incoherently, chirping at him.

Tommy paused, eyes lighting up in realization. “Oi! You’re the one that flies into the house, huh?”

In response, it turned it’s head away, nodding. “Hobbit!” It shrilled.

As Tommy had opened his mouth to respond, the hobbit himself, Grian, had flown down, sweeping down with a soft thud.

“Sorry! Uh, Professor Beak has a little spot in there. He likes to go n stay there most days, its a lot cozier than the mansion,” The older Brit chuckled apologetically, putting out his hand for the parrot.

The blond boy snorted. “‘Professor Beak?’” He’d raise a brow.

The named bird chirped, stepping onto Grian’s wrist without hesitation. “Professor Ellen Taurtis Beak!” It cooed, its voice mimicking that of Grian himself.

It was… A strange display, to be sure.

Sheepishly, Grian hummed, running his spare hand through the bird’s feathers. “They may try ‘n break back in, they’re a pesky bird like that. I’m sorry for bothering you, though. You two doing good?”

“..Hm,,Yeah, thanks. Are you..Like, fuckin’ aware of all the stuff you’re leavin’?” Tommy eyed the strange man, folding his arms.

Grian merely gave a shrug. “Not really? But that just means they’re nothing important. If they help you both get started, they’re yours.”

Huh. Well, that was easy enough.

“..Right. Cool. Bye.” Tommy watched the man, as he easily nodded, striding off with his bird held by his chest.

The blond let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

“..This place is fucking weird.”

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justmesadgirl · 5 years

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Halloween Party

Paring: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: fluff, little angst

Words: 1.7k

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The best part of the year was definitely October, all because it was Halloween. A lot of people think that it’s time for Christmas, but for you it’s definitely Halloween. You were known for the best Halloween costumes since you were little. This year you wanted to look sexy for someone special. Tom Holland was your best friend but lately you two were having a little friendship more than a normal friendship. Every time there was alcohol involved, you two would sneak off somewhere to be alone and steal kisses from each other; but never when you two were sober. Never had you done anything more than kissing in the dark and never had you two kissed when you were sober. You really wanted to be more with Tom, but you were too scared to tell him. All because you didn’t want to lose your best friend. If he didn’t feel anything for you why would he sneak off and steal kisses from you.

“y/n!” You hear his voice call for you. “What are you thinking?” His laugh makes you feel warm inside.

“Oh... nothing.” You mumble to him and turn to look at his beautiful face.

“Don’t lie to me. Is it Halloween again?”

“Yeah… yeah Halloween, thinking about my costume for the party you and Haz are throwing.” It’s not a lie you were thinking about it before you got lost into your thoughts on how you wanted Tom to be more than a friend and drunk kissing buddy.

“What are you going to wear?”

“Oh, no, no, no I’m not telling you that. It’s a surprise.” You give him a sweet smile and turn back to the tv.

“Come on! Tell me, I’m your best friend! Maybe we could even match!”

“Nope.”

“If I tell you mine, will you tell me what you are going to be?” He really tried but you weren’t giving in.

“No, Tom. I’m not going to tell you.”

“Pretty please, y/n.” You just give him smirk and shook your head, no.

You had that conversation with Tom on the 3rd of October. Now being the 26th of October- and the day of the halloween party. Everyone in your friend group was coming along with many other people the boys knew. The party was going to be amazing. and you hoped that Tom would like your costume. Maybe you two could finally have the talk.

You were standing front of you mirror looking at yourself and hoping to god that you would get his attention for more than a night. Makeup done and hair in loose curls, bunny ears on your head and your costume on, you put on a long coat to cover everything up and keep yourself warm outside. One final look in the mirror before you walked out of the door. Luckily Tom’s and Harrison's house wasn't far away from your apartment so you could just walk to the house.

When you arrived to the house the party was full on going. You could hear the music even outside and you could see people dancing through the windows. A smile forming on your lips as you walk inside the house full of people, the house smelled like alcohol and sweaty bodies like every party you had ever been to. You knew the house like the back of your hand, so you just walk to Tom’s room to leave your jacked there. Opening the door you see random girl and boy on Tom’s bed.

“Umm. This room is not for this.” You scare the two apart from each other, and they just nod and leave the room. You laugh, and close the door after them, looking around the room. It was clean for once, Tom was pretty messy. You leave your jacket on his chair and walk out of the room. Looking for any of your friends.

“y/n?” someone is calling for you over the loud music. Slowly turning to the way the voice had come from, you see your best friend Tom dressed up as Spiderman -of course- and his other best friend Harrison dressed up as batman and Tom’s brothers Sam and Harry dressed up as thing one and thing two.

“Wow…” Harry is the first one spak efter Harrison calling after you.

“You look amazing, darling!” Harrison yells over the music to you. You just blush and nod at them. Your eyes meeting Tom’s ocean brown eyes. He looks like he is in shock, his mouth hanging open.

“Shut your mouth or you will catch flies.” Sam playfully slaps Tom’s chin so he would close his mouth.

“Hey guys…” You give them a shy smile, you knew that your oufit was exposing, but you thought you looked good in it. “Is it too much?” You ask them looking down at your costume.

“What are you?” Tom finally speaks up but he doesn't sound happy.

“Well, i’m a bunny, duh.” You try to joke around by quoting mean girls but Tom doesn't look like he found your joke funny.

“You need to cover up.”

“Wow, div you can’t say that to her!” Harrison hit back of Tom head.

“Oh… sorry...” You mumble and turn around to leave them, feeling insecure in your halloween costume that you had loved before you left but now you hated how you looked, and all because Tom didn’t like it.

“You can’t tell her that! She looks amazing!” You could hear how Harrison was talking to Tom but you just wanted to cover up and leave the party. Quickly walking to Tom’s room you close the door after you and garp your jacked. Looking at yourself in Tom’s mirror you could feel how a tear runs down your cheek. You really hoped that Tom would like your outfit as much as you did, you felt so feminine and powerful in it. Wiping the tear from your face and putting on your jacket you left Tom’s bedroom but you ran into a strong chest.

“Um… I’m sorry…” You mumble to whoever you run into and try to get past them, but you feel a strong hand on your upper arm and you turn to face him.

“y/n where are you going?” Tom asks you and you could feel the lump growing in back of your throat.

“H-home.” you whisper to him. Loud music in your ears and lump in your throat you really wanted to leave. Anxiety picking up and you really just wanted to run away from him.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t have the right to tell you to cover up, no one has.” Tom tied to apologize but you were already having a anxiety attack, tears running down your face and you really didn’t want him to see you like this.

“It’s okay… I-I have to leave.” You tell him and pull your arm free from his hand.

“Please y/n talk to me.” You just turn around and try to walk away but he stops you again, grabbing your waist and bringing you against his chest again. “Shh… it’s okay.” You didn’t even realize that you were full on crying against him, tears running down your cheeks and sobbs falling out of your mouth. Tom leads you back to his room and locks the door after you two. He sits down on his bed and pulls you into his lap.

“I-I’m s-sorry.” You try to tell him between your sobs.

“Why are you sorry? I’m the asshole here.” He places a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“I-I don’t know.” You try to pull away from him but he just pulls you back to his chest.

“Shh… try to breath. In and out, in and out.” he was drawing circles on your back. “I’m here with you, love. Everything is alright.” Tom tried his best to calm you down but his words make you cry harder. You push him away from you, feeling way too hot so close to him, and feeling like you were in a small box.

“Let go.” you get up from his lap and walk to the window, sweating like crazy. Trying to fan yourself but not helping, but you don’t want to take the coat off. Still crying like crazy, trying to catch your breath.

“y/n take it off, you are going to faint.” Tom tried to encourage you to take your coat off.

“Stop it…” you yell at him through your sobs.

“Love, please.” Tom walks closer to you trying to touch you but you just take a step back.

“Stop.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean what I told you, love, please take that damn coat off.”

“You think I don’t look good.” You whisper and turn your back to him.

“You look fucking amazing. That’s why I asked you to cover up. I didn’t want anyone else to see you like that.” You have to stop breathing for a second so your heavy breathing and sobbs wouldn’t cover his voice.

“What?” You mumble and turn to face him, letting your breath free.

“I didn’t want to anyone see you like that, because I was jealous.”

“Why would you be jealous?” He takes a step closer to you.

“Because I want you to be mine.” He is so close to you and you can feel his breath on your face. His hands find your coat and he takes it off and let’s it fall to the floor. “You look so fucking amazing, I can’t believe how beautiful you are y/n.” he places his hand on your cheek. “I’m sorry.” he wipes your cheek from the tears, you weren’t sobbing anymore or crying as hard as before.

“Y-you want what?” You didn’t believe your ears, was he really telling you that he wanted to be with you.

“I’m falling in love with you.”

“Really?” You sob out again, you couldn't believe him, he had to be lying to you.

“I’m so sorry for hurting you, I was just a jealous asshole who wants you all to myself. I hope you can forgive me.”

“I-I forgive you, Tommy.”

“Can I kiss you now?” He leans a little closer to you.

“Did you drink?”

“Nope, just drunk on you.” you let out a small giggle and lean in for the kiss.

“Can I now show off your sexy ass to the world?” Tom jokes and you just nod.

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