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Tom Holland's Masterlist
Series:
The Marriage Games (Discontinued) - (Y/N) (Y/L/N) grew up in the palace with her brother and the royals; her and her brother are practically apart of the royal family. The Queen decides to help her eldest son find his own queen by inviting ten female suitors to live in the palace. What happens when through this process he finds love with a woman that is not one of the contestants?: Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 |
True Love Can’t Be Bought (Completed) - When (Y/N) (Y/L/N) needed a job to help pay off university debt; she did not expect to be working for the Hollands or that the eldest son would fall in love with her: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 |
The Spider-Man Who Stole My Heart (Completed) - When Tom helps a lost little boy, he did not expect his mom to be so young. Once they get to talking, Tom realizes she may be the girl of his dreams, but what happens when she is not ready for a relationship: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 |
Sent From A Goddess (Discontinued) - (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is the daughter of Poisedon, and for twelve years she was all alone. Growing up at camp without any family and watching people she is closed to come in and out of her life has caused her to close up. So she made a rule, the only people she is allowed to be truly close to is her brother, his family, Chiron, Tyson, Annabeth, and Grover. When Tom in his brothers come around, will he be able to break that rule: Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 |
King of Collegialiter Schola Currer Cucurri (Discontinued) - When Y/N gets a scholarship to attend Collegialiter Schola Currere Cucurri, a prestigious boarding school in England. She’s very studious and organizes, everything needs to be a certain way for her to be happy. Tom is the resident fuckboy at school and, with his daddy being the richest man on earth, he practically owns the school. What happens when Tom falls completely in love with Y/N, but she doesn’t want to be with him because of his reputation: Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 |
Oneshots:
Daddy Do It (Dad!Tom)
This Isn’t A Story About Our Love (Mob!Tom)
Best Friend to Boyfrined (Roommate!Tom)
How To Get Out Of A Fight
Mr.Holland (Teacher!Holland)
Good Boy, Bad Girl (Bad Girll!Reader)
The Sibling (Osterfield!Reader)
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Marvel Universe
Bucky Barnes:
Spank - Smut18+
Prompts - Smut18+
Soft Sex - Smut18+
Sebastian Stan:
Prompts - Smut18+
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Peter Parker / Spiderman (His Character in my stories is over 18!)
Prompts - Smut18+
Oh Daddy - Smut18+
I love you - Smut18+
Perfect To Me - Fluff
Ice Bath - Fluff / Implied Smut18+
Later - Fluff / Light Smut18+
Hot Chocolate - Fluff
Gamer!Peter - Fluff
Sweet Peter - Fluff - HC
Walked In On - Smut18+ - HC
Fuckboy!Peter - Smut18+
Addictive - Smut18+
Tom Holland:
Sugar Baby - Smut18+
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Loki:
Glad I’m Yours - Smut18+
Can I Have My Book Back? - Smut18+
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Druig - Eternals:
Amazing Lover - Smut18+ - HC
Waited Years - Smut18+
Something Special - Smut18+
I love you - Smut18+
Champagne and Sunshine - Smut18+
Crowded Room - Smut18+
Finally A Family - Fluff - HC
Gym - Smut 18+
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omg peak jude law would've been so hot as st vincent
Thank yooou. I've told many people this and they're like "what are you talking about" and here's my thing: a lot of these reeeeally popular romance novels, especially historicals, were written like 10+ years ago and written by women who are older than than a lot of their young readers, and they have *different standards*.... *better standards*, some would say.... There are very few people who are writing romance novels with Timothee Chalamet and Tom Holland in mind, is what I'm saying.
I see Sam Claflin recommended a lot for St. Vincent and a) I personally find him attractive only in very specific situations and that cannot stand and b) I just do not think Sam Claflin has the SAUCE for St. Vincent.
When I think of a man who gives off vibes that are so, so slutty... Vibes that say "I will fuck you and never call you but you'll be okay with it".... Vibes that say "I cannot win a fight, but I will bone your girlfriend and hopefully make it out the window"... Vibes that say "I am completely broke but you'll let me stay on your mom's phone plan..."
That is Peak Jude Law. He is hot in a lean way, he gives "great conversationalist, absolute fuckboy", WE KNOW HE IS because he FUCKED THE NANNY and Sienna Miller, God bless her, WENT BACK FOR MORE???
And even the nanny was like "no ragrets" about it.
Here's the thing, too. Everyone knew Jude was a dog. (And let us be real, he probably still is, but he was incredible in The Young Pope so I'll allow it.) Everyone knew! There was no sense of "oh Jude Law is actually just a nice boy you bring home to Mom" like these guys today try to sell to the media. NO!!!! We were like "Jude Law is a fucking slut and we're living for it. Who will he bone next?"
Like, he wasn't breaking any laws (.... that I know of). He was just spreading his seed across the land, and probably still does. Why does everyone think he was so hot in The Holiday? Do people hONESTLY think a NON-SLUTTY MAN could play that role??? FOR REAL. FOR REAL FOR REAL. "I am daddy" give me a fucking break.
See: Hugh Grant playing Hugh Grant as Daniel Cleaver in Bridget Jones's Diary. I'm not even attracted to Hugh Grant like that. But I do miss that moment in time when we were like "slutty is as slutty does". Of course, there were obviously misogyny issues because women couldn't do that and you know general other issues, I'm sure Jude has given many an STI, but I'm not talking who he is as a person, I am talking his image at his height, and that is. The Vibe. For Sebastian St. Vincent.
#also see: colin farrell#WE DIDN'T LIKE COLIN BC HE WAS A NICE DUDE#WE LIKED HIM BC OF THE SEX TAPE#WE LIKED HIM BC HE WAS ALL 'BREAKFAST LUNCH AND DINNER'#and now it's like everyone wants to pretend these nice boys with tons of fangirls and more money than i'll see in my lifetime#aren't fucking anything that has a pulse (when they're single) (and also lbr often when they're not)#i just want to return to a state of honesty lol#also fun fact you know who cucked jude? daniel craig! and it was apparently lovely! good for sienna
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tom holland masterlist
♡ a collection of fics, oneshots, blurbs, headcanons etc.
♡ all tom holland x female reader unless marked with a 👤 which means the reader's gender is not specified
♡ otp
All of the stories in this section are set in the same ‘universe’ with the same couple. Apart from 12 Days they’re not in any particular order so you don’t have to read any of them to get the others.
12 Days of Christmas (and beyond): Series Masterlist // one 🔥| two | three 🔥| four | five 🔥| six | seven 🔥| eight | nine 🔥| ten🔥 | eleven | twelve 🔥 + valentine’s day 🔥 + june 1st 🔥
On The Subject of (Headcanon Series): Forehead Kisses 👤 | Neck Kisses | Hair Playing | Big Spoon/Little Spoon | Clothes Sharing | Terms of Endearment | Random Texts
Smut
A Covert Operation
Got a Bed With Your Name On It
Pull Over
FaceTime
Keep Quiet
Beg For It
Wanna Taste?
Whistle
Jealous 👤
Missed You
4:31am
Polo and Prosecco
Mine
Uninterrupted
Fluff
Tom Holland vs Aunt Irma
Idiot.👤
Pop. Six. Squish 👤
#BestNine
Angst
Maybe We Could Go to the Movies?👤
Blurbs etc.
‘Distraction’ kiss 👤
‘Before bed’ kiss 👤
”We just watched Toy Story 3 and now we can’t stop crying”👤
‘Everyday😘’ (Pull Over add-on)
“Hear me out, what if we have sex?” 👤
Playing video games with Tom and his brothers 👤
Tom keeps a picture of you and Tessa in his wallet 👤
”Were you dreaming about me again? 👤
“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just pleased to see me?”👤
Bathing Tessa Headcanon 👤
10 Best Boyfriend Qualities 👤
10 Worst Boyfriend Qualities 👤
When it’s too hot to sleep in clothes... 👤
A surprise visit
Physical v Verbal Headcanon 👤
Travelling when you’re sick 👤
When you’ve had a bad day at work 👤
Misc. soft shit headcanon 👤
Tom being a salty puppy when he gets sunburned 👤
That time Tom got sick on the press tour 👤
Snoozey Tom Headcanon 👤
Swimming in the sea
♡ sweetener
Series Masterlist
♡ au/other
Smut
Somethin' 'Bout You
Thinking Bout You (FWB/Roommate AU)
Girls/Boys/Boys (Tom x Reader x Harrison Osterfield)
Truth or Dare
Forget the Bed
When in Paris (CEO!Tom)
Release (Uni AU)
Girls/Girls/Boys (Tom x Reader x Female OC)
Good Girl (Mob!Tom AU)
Crash Course (Fuckboy!AU)
Strange Occurences (Enemies to Lovers AU)
Safe (Friends to FWB)
“One Drink?” (Exes to Lovers)
Crossing Boundaries (Best Friends to Lovers)
Serendipity (neighbour!tom AU)
One Night (FWB/Uni AU)
Fluff
No Lollygaggin’👤
Lovely👤
2AM 👤
Parking Practice 👤
...and they were roommates (roommate! AU) 👤
Facial Fractures and Mugs of Moscato (Uni AU)
Angst
The Chain 👤
Absence (Uni AU) 👤
If It Means a Lot To You 👤
Gen/No Relationship Specified
Rock, Paper, Scissors 👤 (Roommates AU)
It’s Called Fashion, Thomas 👤
Blurbs etc.
Time of the Month Headcanon
Slow Down👤
Sing👤
Insufferable (Best Friends to Lovers)👤
Wake Up Call (Dad!Tom AU) 👤
Usual? (Coffee Shop AU) 👤
Parenthood Headcanon
First time getting a BJ Headcanon
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“I think he may have reassured her cause she was throwing things at him and going batshit.”
Was this part of the gossip tea around that time? Tom Holland had a girl throwing things at him omg that is hilarious Lila! This man and his BDE got girls going bananas fighting over him getting jealous. Fuckboy era Holland was something else lmao!
Nah this is my own messy petty heart adding creative liberties to the screenplay.
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Vou ser sincera, Rinnoy (rinn e joy), eu amo usar poc porque canso dos mesmos brancos que são usados nos rps. Sonho com o dia que as pessoas vão parar de fazer a mesma Sydney Sweeney ou o mesmo Jacob Elordi (porque os chars raramente mudam). Amo ambos, mas cansei de ver por causa de sempre ter um deles nos locais, tem muito turco bonito que podem usar ou melhor, usem mais fcs pretos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Queremos começar falando que adoramos o apelido, Rinnoy é muito fofo! Também estamos admiradas que alguém tenha falado abertamente sobre esses fcs e os mesmos tipos de personagens que são feitos com os mesmos, mas antes de tudo, queremos parabenizar você, cerejinha, que o nicho dos rpgistas consiga ser como você e comecem a usar mais pocs, que a diversidade cresça nas comunidades! Precisamos de mais diversidade, na verdade, e respeito por todos... Não tem problema algum em usar a Sydney ou o Jacob, ou fazer os mesmos personagens, mas, as vezes, nos questionamos se não cansa. Me incomoda bastante ver como em 85% dos casos, a Sydney é colocada como uma garota que só serve pra ser bonita, alguns casos a colocam até como a loira burra, isso é ruim. Sobre o Jacob... Sempre o mesmo fuckboy sem graça. E não são apenas eles, podemos citar outros fcs que sempre tem em todo lugar, dentre eles, Joy do Red Velvet, Alexa Damie, Tom Holland, as meninas do Blackpink, os meninos do BTS, Ben Barnes e por ai vai. Cada um faz o char como deseja, mas parece que é enraizado o mesmo tipo de personagem pro mesmo tipo de fc, acaba ficando marcado de uma forma ou de outra.
Nós cansamos de qualquer fc que vemos com frequência, até nossos amados, sério. Vocês não tem noção do quanto eu amo o Tom Holland, mas de tanto ver ele em rp, cansei demais, nem Miranha consigo ver direito (o mesmo com a Sydney). Queremos notificar que isso não é uma problematização, apenas um desabafo nosso, condizente com o que o pompurin lançou; cada um faz o que quer, mas nós temos a opção de cansar também. Sem mais rodeios, concordamos com tudo, principalmente que existem muitos turcos bonitos por ai, assim como qualquer fc de todas as regiões do globo, todos são bonitos e ponto. Temos uma infinidade de opções, algumas até com resources, só falta abrirmos os olhos e começarmos a usar, pelo menos, experimentar e sair de nossa zona de conforto. Por mais fcs pretos (principalmente mulheres), turcos, filipinos, chineses, japoneses, indianos, por todos os fcs do mundo no mundo dos rpgistas.
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Can you do cocky college Tom? Y/N hates him cuz he is such a player and so arrogant, but of course he is also extremely hot. One night, there's a costume party and Tom shows up in something ridiculous that shows off his body -- all his muscles and his bulge. Throughout the night, he keeps flirting and flexing until he finally wins her over. And then he's super dominant, making her go to her knees for a BJ. He makes her gag while he dirty talks and boasts and smirks :)
A/N: I’m so sorry I took too long to get to it. I have to be on the mood of writing smut to do it properly. I’ve been working on it for the past week and it’s going to have two parts, okay? If you, anon, want to be tagged on part two, send me a message! Also, I needed to give it a name and I fucking hated it, might change it later.
Pairing: College!Fuckboy!Tom x Reader
Words: 3.8K
Warnings: Smut, oral (f and m receiver), swearing, I don’t know how many more, but it’s pretty dirty.
PART TWO
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Cinnamon Coffee - Part One
College is supposed to be an amazing experience for everyone. Going out of your comfort zone, finally knowing what is like to be a grown up, meeting a lot of new people, make new friends and mess around with all sorts of people. (Y/N) (Y/L/N) couldn’t deny, she was very excited to pack her things and start her new life.
The dorm she got in was huge, with a beautiful front garden where a lot of girls could hang out whenever they want to. Her roommate was cute and very funny, easily to become friends with. She got the right side of the room, letting (Y/N) with no choice but to get the left one. But it was a big room though, with enough space for the both of them.
The first week was good, mostly getting to know the campus and the freshmans. A lot of parties and activities to make people bound before the classes even started. (Y/N) also took a time to chill out and get to know around the campus, and that’s how she discovered that they had a coffee shop right between her dorm and the boys dorm, and that their coffee was really great. One chilly day, she decided to go get some breakfast and just stay at her room and watch TV with her roommate.
“Morning Lizzie.” She greeted the barista. It became a common thing since she’s been going there for everyday during a week.
“Morning (Y/N). What it will be today?” She asked and (Y/N) glanced around the counter, thinking about what to order.
“I want a cinnamon latte, banana bread and croissant.”
“Done in a minute.”
(Y/N) smiled and turned around to watch for somewhere to sit and wait for her order to get ready, but something got in her way, or someone.
“Oi, watch it, gorgeous.” The person said and (Y/N) glanced up to find a beautiful boy, curly brown locks, strong arms and a bright smile.
“Sorry, I’m just sleepy.”
“Don’t worry about it, pretty one.” He touched her chin and winked.
“Uhm, personal space?” She said, thinking that he didn’t even knew her to be touching her chin.
“I’m Tom, by the way. Tom Holland.” He smiled, running his fingers through his hair. “Do you have a name, pretty angel?”
“Not really any of your-”
“(Y/N), your order is ready.” The barista called and she shut her eyes in anger.
“(Y/N), what a pretty name. Fits the pretty owner.” He smiled and she turned around to pay for her order. Tom stopped her, paying for her order. “Keep the change.”
“Why did you do that? You don’t even know me. And I don’t know you either.”
“Oh, but you will, baby girl.” He waved and turned around to get out of there. “See ya’ around, (Y/N).”
She just simply stood there, trying to digest what just happened, when a voice called her back to Earth.
“Oh, he’s such a player.” Lizzie said, cleaning the counter. “He’s been coming here for a whole week and I’ve already seen him paying for three girls.”
“Good to know.” (Y/N) said, before she thanked the barista and got back to her dorm.
After that day, the boy kept popping up everywhere she was. Tom was at every party, every game and soon he was in the psychology class. The day she saw him coming into the door, she almost dropped that one class immediately, specially when he sat behind her with a playful smile on his face.
“Hello gorgeous, I didn’t know you took psychology for major.” He caressed her cheek, smiling tenderly.
“And I’m considering dropping out right now.” She removed his hand out of her face, turning to her notebook resting on the table.
“Why so angry, baby girl? I’m just trying to be nice.”
“As you do to every girl.”
It was true. Tom did everything to impress every girl around. He didn’t need much, having a totally flawless body and being a super hot guy. But he winked, he picked on their waist, smiled, looked right into their eyes. So it didn’t take long until he got every girl on the campus to fall in love with him. That way, he started to ruin her Saturday mornings reading in the front garden.
The day she found it ruined was the worst. She accidentally got up early and she changed her clothes and got out to find something to do. She bought coffee and lied a blanket in the grass under a tree to drink it, eat small fruits and read a book. It was a normal Saturday morning for her, until she noticed a couple of girls almost passing out next to her, looking at something behind her back. And there he was, a tight shirt on, drinking his water slowly so the girls would enjoy the view. She rolled her eyes and he noticed.
“Morning (Y/N)!”
“Fuck off!” She shouted back, not getting her attention out of the book.
“Come on beautiful, I’m trying to be nice.”
“Maybe you should try and be less of a show off.”
“Can’t do that darling.” He smiled and continued his walk.
“Fucking pathetic.”
It was a pretty common thing to see him around girls. In the halls, in parties. God, she even caught him making out with one small ginger in the library. It was nonstop and it annoyed her so much, specially because he would be always going after her.
“Morning pretty angel, got your usual, you can thank me with a kiss.” He said to her once, giving her a coffee. She shook her head no and continued her walk.
“If that’s the payment, I’m not accepting it.” She said and he sighed.
“Come on, what am I supposed to do with a cinnamon latte? I don’t even like cinnamon.”
“Give it to another poor girl, I don’t fucking care.”
“But I bought it for you. Please accept it, as a friendly move.” (Y/N) stopped at the door and accepted the coffee.
“Thank you.” She directed herself into her class, thanking every god there is it wasn’t psychology class. This way she wasn’t going to spend two full hours with Tom.
She really started to think he was starting to change with that nice move, that until she saw him doing the same thing with another girl on her dorm. (Y/N)’s heart broke, but again, she wasn’t expecting much out of him.
They both continued their lives, him teasing her a lot, and trying to flirt too, while she tried to ignore him everytime he approached. The more time passed by, the more he wanted to make her his, at least for one night.
She was driving him insane. Maybe it was the fact that she’s the only girl who doesn’t want to be with him, and also adding the fact that she was completely gorgeous. He would watch her from far and be completely amused by her beauty. The littlest things got into his head. The way she sits at her desk, he way her hair falls softly on her shoulders, her rosy cheeks and cherry lips. She was perfect, and even looked cuter when she was angry at him.
“Hey baby girl, this one’s for you.” He was playing football with some of his friends while she was hanging around with some others in the corner. He scored a goal and blowed her a kiss.
“Is there going to be a day that you won’t remember my existence?”
“Probably not, considering we are getting married.”
“Oh, fuck you.” She rolled her eyes and drank another sip of her beer.
“You wish you could, darling.” He winked and went back to the game.
“He’s so into you.” One of her friends poked her with their elbow and she pretended to not even listen.
“He’s into everyone.” One of her friends told her and (Y/N) nodded.
“Tom Holland is a complete idiot, and I hate him. He literally does everything to get me to his bed.”
“And that’s a bad thing?”
“It is when he does it with every girl on campus.”
When summer came, everyone was wearing shorter clothes, showing much more skin, and that included (Y/N). One day she appeared for class in a white tank top and denim skirt. Tom watched her walking through the longs halls, observing the way her legs moved and how perfect she was. It sparked something on him, and he followed her all the day to class biting his lips. He kissed her cheek and sat down behind her.
“Good morning pretty angel. You look stunning today.”
“Morning Tom. Don’t you have anything else to do today?” She asked and he started to play with her hair.
“No, I have all day to admire your beauty.”
“You’re pathetic.” She said with her strong North Yorkshire accent. He leaned into her ear and pulled a strand of hair away from that.
“I love you accent.” He whispered so only she could hear it. “I wonder what it will sound like when you cum.”
Her whole body shivered, and as much as she hated to admit it, he turned her own. Oftenly actually. If there’s one thing she can’t deny is that he is extremely hot. And sometimes the things he does to her gets her to shiver from the top of her head to her tiptoes. Like those times he rest one hand on her waist and presses his finger in there. They usually make (Y/N)’s heart beat faster. But she always thought it was pure anger.
“Only in your dreams Holland.”
“Oh, I dream about it everyday baby girl. Having you in my bed, screaming my name. And today, your clothes aren’t really helping me.”
“So I guess you’ll have to find another girl to fuck it off.”
“Maybe I’ll do tomorrow. Also, are you coming tomorrow to the costume party? I’m not a frat kid, but I heard it’s going to be awesome.”
“I might stop by, yeah.” She said, focusing on what she’s been writing on her notebook for a while now.
“So look for me, I’ll be the guy in the sexy costume. It shouldn’t be hard to find me.”
(Y/N) didn’t want to go at first, but her roommate literally dragged her to the party. She wore a pretty bunny costume, a really sexy one, completely showing her thighs and popping her tits up. The party was full, and probably everyone on campus was there. She stood in a corner with her friends, drinking a beer and glancing at everyone to see their costumes. And she was really happy and impressed with everyone, smiling a lot, but her smiled died when she crossed her eyes with one know guy.
He was drinking with his friends in his stupid costume. For her surprise, they were matching up. Tom also was wearing a bunny costume, with the black ears, bow tie and shorts, completely shirtless. He knew everyone had their eyes on him, but he only had eyes for one person tonight, and she was looking stunning. He winked and got back to his conversation.
“You gotta be shitting me.” She whispered, rolling her eyes. He dropped his friends and directed himself to her, with a big smile on his face. “Oh God.”
“Hey baby girl, I’m glad you came.”
“Hey Tom.” She said, not sounding much excited to see him.
“I see we matched up. Even the universe is telling us to be together.”
“Or maybe you’re a psycho stalker that saw me buying bunny ears the other day.” She said and he nodded.
“Anyway, you look so fucking beautiful.” He caressed her chin and smiled. “Do you wanna dance?“
“Maybe later, I’m with my friends.”
“Pinky promise?” He showed his pinkie and she nodded. “You need to do the thing.”
“Shut up or you’re not even getting that."
”(Y/N)…“ His finger was still standing, and she entwined their fingers. "I’ll be waiting.”
And he really meant it, but (Y/N) didn’t give a damn about it and had fun with her friends. They did shots, they had fun, laughed a lot and ended up on the dancefloor. He couldn’t take his eyes off her the whole night. She looked so fucking sexy, it was getting to him in a way he could never imagine it. Tom bit his lips while watching her dance alone on the dancefloor and he approached her from behind, his hands on each side of her hips, rocking her against his own hips. She leaned her head to the side and he got some strands of hair out of the way. He kissed her neck slowly and her whole body shivered, at that point she didn’t even know what she was doing. She turned around and glued their foreheads and they kept dancing together, breaths mixing and all handsy.
“You know, my room is empty tonight, if you wanna get out of here.” She let her fingers entwine behind his neck and he swayed her side to side.
“Won’t you get me a drink first?” She asked and leaned to his ear. “You’re not gonna get me this easily, Holland.”
“So, do you want a beer?”
“Oh, I’d love a beer.” She smiled and he pulled her to the bar to get two drinks.
“You know, I really meant when I said you look so fucking beautiful tonight.” He caressed her right arm and sat on a high stool and pulled her to sit on his lap. “Actually, you always look so beautiful.”
“I bet that you say it to every girl.” She sipped her beer and he chuckled.
“Yeah, but I never really mean it. I say it to you everyday, and you still don’t believe me.”
“Because you have the fame of a womanizer.” She glanced somewhere else, finding her friends almost dying for seeing her on Tom’s lap.
“Well, but you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. And the sexiest too.” He pressed his fingers on her waist and sniffed her perfume, gluing his nose to her neck. He left a small peck right there. “Also you’re not helping with this short dress at all.“
"Well you aren’t helping me either.” She glanced down to his body and he smirked, leaning in to reach her lips on a brief and warm kiss.
“I want to fuck you until the only name you know is mine.” He said against her lips and it turned her on so badly, that she could feel the wet spot on her panty.
“Let’s go.” She whispered against his lips and she got up to let him stand up.
She was ahead of him, guided by a hand on her lower back. Tom was so close that (Y/N) could feel his breath against her neck. They left the party and hushed to his dorm, which wasn’t so far away. The halls were practically empty, and they easily got to his room without being seen. He let her go to open the door, getting inside before her. She followed him inside, anxious about what was about to happen. Tom pressed her against the door, provoking her while brushing his lips on hers, hands searching to lock the door.
Once the door was locked, he started the kiss, ending the gap between them. His hands grabbed her ass and he gave a lot of squeezes right there. She removed his bunny ear, pulled his hair and scratched the back of his head, deepening the kiss. It was full of lust and desire, a long one coming from months wanting to do that. He pulled her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her fingers traced down to his length, massaging it over his trousers, making him moan during the kiss. He used his hands to hold hers above her head, while he stopped the kiss to suck her neck. She moaned when his hot mouth crashed her skin.
“Shit…” She whispered, feeling even more turned on.
“You want me to fuck you baby girl?” He said against her neck. “Do you want me to make you feel good?” She nodded and he sucked on her neck. “I need to hear you say it.”
“Yes! I want you to fuck the shit out of me.” She moaned and he sucked her jaw, letting her slowly get down from his lap.
“Go on your fucking knees.” He said, pushing her down. She stepped on her knees and he unbuttoned his trousers, along with his boxers. His cock smacked his belly and (Y/N)’s mouth watered. She tried to get her hands on his cock, and he stopped her. “Open your mouth”. She did as he said and he slapped her cheek. “Wider for daddy.”
She opened her mouth wider and he removed her bunny ears, held her hair back with one hand and the other one guided his cock to her mouth. He fucked her mouth with no pity, going deep down her throat, making her gag with his big cock, saliva dripping down her chin.
“You like to have my cock on your mouth, pretty angel? Fuck, you look so pretty when you’re taking my big cock.” He moaned looking for her eyes. “Look at me while you do it.” She glanced up and he smirked, going harder than before.
She wasn’t going to take up anymore, and he noticed it, stopping his movements and letting her go. She dropped her weight on the floor and he helped her getting up. She cleaned her mouth before he took her in a kiss again. Tom searched for the zip in her dress, sliding it down slowly when he found it opened. Quickly, he opened her bra and it joined her dress on the floor. He pulled her and dropped her in bed, going on top to give some proper attention to her breasts.
“You have the most amazing tits in the world.” He sucked on her left nipple while his hand massaged the left one. “So fucking good. I wanna suck it like a little baby.”
“Holy shit Thomas.” She moaned, throwing her head back.
“You drive me insane baby.” He said between kisses on her bare chest, leaving dark circles where he passed. He trailed his kisses to her belly and her hips, where he sucked a little more before the tearing her panty, making it easier to removed it.
“You just ruined my favourite panty.” She said and he chuckled.
“You look so much beautiful without it.” He kissed her core and moaned with how wet she was. “You shouldn’t even wear it anymore.”
“Uhmmm… really?” She pressed her lips and let some small moans out.
“Yeah.” He licked it first, and pulled her legs over his shoulders, entwining their fingers right after. “It tastes amazing too.”
“Fuck Tom! You take me so fucking good.”
He didn’t reply, fully focusing on her dripping pussy, all wet for him. His tongue explored every corner of her, going faster whenever he found her clit. She rocked her hips against his mouth, throwing her head back, not being able to contain her moans in anymore. She was practically screaming, while pulling his hair. He let go one of her hands to slide two fingers in, pumping it hard inside her. He felt her clenching around his fingers, and he stopped sucking her, his fingers still working inside her.
“Are you close baby girl? I know you are. Cum for me pretty angel, I bet it will taste like heaven.”
“FUCK! I’m gonna cum Tommy, harder!” He obeyed her, going harder than before. She had her first orgasm of the night right there in his mouth. He got up to kiss her, making her savour her taste on his mouth.
“Can you see how good you taste? That’s my dirty girl.” He bit her ear and she moaned. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
“What are you waiting for?” He smiled and pulled her up.
“On your fours, pretty angel.” She did what he said while he got a condom out of his night stand. He pushed her against the mattress, rolling her hair around his hand to pull it. He brushed his cock on her core, making them moan loudly. He slide it in without pity, finding it hard to do it since she was so tight.
Tom’s cock was the biggest (Y/N)’s ever taken, so it took a while to adjust his size. But once he felt it was okay to keep going, he started to push hard inside her, bed bouncing along with their bodies. She moaned loudly against the mattress and he pulled her hair.
“Tom you’re so big, holy shit!”
“And you’re so tight, I love it.” He moaned, taking her harder. He slapped her ass and pounded even more inside her. “You like it when daddy fucks you from behind? I bet you do, you look so fucking good doing this.”
“Fuck my pussy d-daddy.” She could barely say anything, only feeling him.
“I know I make you feel good baby girl.” He said, smirking at the sight of her moaning against the mattress. “You wanna cum for me?”
“Uhm… Not yet baby.” She said and he got up, pulling her up to his lap. He pushed his core inside her again, pushing it inside. She was riding him like her life depended on it. He pounded inside her pussy so hard that she was concerned she wasn’t going to be able to walk tomorrow.
He lied her in bed again and pumped hard inside her, making her almost fall from bed, and she didn’t even bothered with how much pleasure she was getting.
“I’m so close!” She moaned, making him bite his lips.
“Uhm… You’re so good, I love to see you taking my cock. Are you gonna cum on my cock? Are you gonna let that heaven sent honey drip down your pussy right into my cock?”
“Yes daddy! Make me cum, please?”
“If you insist.” He pumped harder, as if it was possible and stimulated her clit with his thumb.
“HOLY FUCK TOM! I’M CUMMING.” She screamed letting her juice drip down his cock while he reached his high at the same time.
One both of them cummed, he fell on her side and they tried to rest and control their breathing in silence. He lied on her belly and kissed around there.
“Finally.” He said with a big smile on his face. “It was so good baby girl.”
He got up to get rid off his condom and clean himself and bring something for her to clean herself, but by the time he got there, she was gone, along with all of her stuff. Where the fuck did she go?
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TOM-HOLLAND-PARKER MASTERLIST
who I write for:
Tom Holland
Peter Parker
Arvin Russel
Sebastian Stan (On hold for now)
Bucky Barnes
TAGLIST
Kinktober masterlist 2021
Kinktober masterlist 2022
Sugar daddy AU survey
Champagne Problems:
Summary: Tom asked you a life changing question but you can’t give the right answer.
Warning: Themes of mental health issues such as depression and Eating disorders
Word count: 1481
Late nights:
Summary: Tom has spent more time memorizing his script than he does sleeping.
Word count: 488
A Classroom Visit:
Summary: Tom visit your kindergarten class one day to drop off your lunch bag. Now all your students know you date Spiderman
Word count: 1063
Detective!Tom
No body No crime:
Summary: Tom knows you had something to do with the victims disappearance and its driving his crazy that you don’t crack easily
Warning: Murder?? Sexual innuendos, Cops
Word Count: 1412
Rockstar!Tom
Rockstar:
Summary: It’s a tradition for Tom to fuck you before going on stage
Warning: Smut, cursing
Word count: 700
Scotty Doesn't Know: (Prologue to Rockstar)
Summary: The story on how you’re relationship with Tom began
Warning: Smut, violence, and cheating
Word count: 2324
Mob!Tom
What Baby:
Summary: Dating the leader of the toughest gang in London was bound to gain you enemies. So after one particular encounter Y/N in sent to the hospital to recover but they didn’t expect this news
Warning: Car crash, slight mention of violence
Word count: 1453
Secrets:
Summary: Tom is terrified about you finding out his job but when he brings you to his house he has no choice but to tell you
Warning: SMALL mention of murder but nothing bad
Word count: 2374
Tease
Summary: After a bad mistake of wanting to make Tom jealous you have to deal with the consequences of being a tease
Warning: SMUT 18+
Word count: 2326
She’s not me
Summary: when Tom decides to come back to you after realizing now one else can satisfy him the way you do, you aren't as forgiving as he expected
Warning: SMUT 18+
Word count: 1400
Face the Mirror
Summary: Tom broke your rules and now he has to deal with the punishment
Warning: SMUT 18+
Word count: 1419
Dad!Tom
Painted picture
Summary: Tom has an emergency meeting and asks you to babysit. You say yes, determined to get his daughter to be comfortable around you
Word count: 1516
Are those my jeans?
Summary: When you start to suspect that you’re pregnant, you’re too scared to tell Tom
Word count: 631
Boxer!Tom
Let me thank you
Summary: Tom keeps waking you up at late hours so you can patch him up. Tonight me finally thanks you
Warning: Smut (Oral Female receiving), mentions of bruises and cuts
Word count: 1005
Richkid!Tom
Perfect Little Angel
Summary: After finally getting away from your mother and her annoying party guests, you and Tom decided to make this party a little more interesting
Warning: SMUT (oral, exhibitonism daddy kink) drinking
Word count: 1365
The Wine Cellar
Summary: When you’re asked to find a wine that would go good with dinner, tom decides to help you out
Warning: SMUT (oral, daddy kink)
Word count: 1200
Professor!Tom
I Wanna Wear Your Tie
Request: Can you please do a professor tom x student reader, shes of age of course, and he takes a liking to her for being so smart and he can barely contain himself with every outfit she wears. And one day after class he asks her to hang back and things get very SMUTTY?
Warning: Smut (oral, choking, vaginal sex), student/teacher relationship, cursing, age gap (legal)
Word count: 4081
Roommate!Tom
Roommates help each other out
Summary: You and your roommate Tom have always had obvious sexual tension between you, but what happens when he walks in on you masturbating
Warning: 18+ (SMUT)
Word count: 1463
CEO!TOM
Gray Blazer
Summary: It was an honest mistake forgetting your jacket but when your CEO boss offers you his blazer you end up with a date
Warning: none just fluff
Word Count: 868
HEADCANNONS
Tom watching his daughter grow up (dad!tom)
REQUEST
Surprising Tom on set (Stepdad ! Tom Holland x mom actress reader)
Tom get jealous of your ex boyfriend
Tom apologizes after an argument (song request)
Tom fucking you on the kitchen counter (richkid!tom) part 2
Answering questions after your students find out you’re dating Tom
Snow Day:
Summary: Peter is determined to get you to enjoy the snow
Word count: 681
Breathe
Summary: dealing with the stress of your family's expectations leads you to have an anxiety attack on the roof. Thankful Peter is a great shoulder to cry on
Warning: Themes of anxiety, dropping out of college, family expectations
Word Count: 1550
Stark!reader
Let's get married:
Summary: On a class trip to Vegas, Peter is determined to make this trip a memorable one, even if it means doing something crazy.
Word count: 2911
The Moment I knew:
Summary: All you asked for was one day to spend with your boyfriend and family, but Peter has let him role as Spiderman take over his life
Warning: maybe a curse word towards the end but other than that nothing
Word Count: 1520
Begin Again (part 2 of the moment I knew)
Summary: 8 months after you broke up with Peter, you finally agree to meet up with him, but you’re still unsure if he deserves a second chance
Word count: 1409
Headspace
Summary: Sometimes you can’t help but feel like you aren’t enough to satisfy Peter but he’s always there to remind you that he love you
Word count: 669
Warning: 18+ (not really smut but conversations about sex), Peter is obviously 18+
HEADCANNONS
College!Peter dating someone clumsy
REQUEST
Peter loves your boobs especially when he’s stressed
Tell Peter you’re ready for more than a quick make out (part 2 SMUT)
Peter watching you leave for the summer (Part 2 (Reuniting))
Peter dating someone with an oral fixation
Stark!reader begging Peter to not cast the spell that make her forget him
My Boyfriend’s Back
Summary: Arvin is out of town for a few days but when he returns and hears the news about boys making you uncomfortable he decides to take matters into his own hands
Warning: Violence??, Creepy boys, curse words
Word count: 1185
REQUEST
Your ex boyfriend messed up Arvin’s car
Sick days
Summary: When you get sick, Sebastian is there to take care of you
Word count: 538
Closer
Summary: You’d never felt like this before, it was like some primal instinct deep down inside of you. You just needed to be close to him. The only problem was that you were already wrapped in his arms and it still didn’t feel close enough
Warning: 18+ smut (cockwarming, boob worship?)
Word count: 620
Avenger!reader
I Hate you?
Summary: You’re convinced Bucky hates you. Bucky’s convinced you hate him. Steve is just tired of hearing you both complain and finally decides to set you both up
Word count: 1569
Sleepyhead
Summary: Bucky doesn’t like to be touched but when you accidentally fall asleep on him one night he realizes he could never get tired of your touch
Word count: 1175
7/11 Slushies
Summary: You give Bucky his first slushie
Word count: 415
Picnic in the park
Summary: Valentine’s day with Bucky
Word count: 1178
A good man
Summary: When Bucky has a nightmare all he wants if for you to hold him close
Word count:1272
40s Bucky
Drafted
Summary: Bucky has to tell you that he leaves tomorrow but not without leaving you with plans for when he gets back
Word count: 1344
Firefighter!Bucky
Heat on High (Mini series)
Summary: When you and your daughter moved you expected a lot of changes, but you never expects to move across the hall from a hot firefighter than has a soft spot for you
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strings attached
pairing: rich kid! fuckboy! fwb! tom holland x rich kid! fem! reader
au | request | original | prompt
summary: no strings attached was the agreement.
word count: 4,700
warnings: mentions of drinking, mentions of mary j, mentions of friends with benefits relationship, & sexual and strong language used.
a/n: this is, as requested, fuckboy tom but kind of with a twist. i hope you enjoy this, nonnie!
Going to a party wasn’t really a part of the agenda for today, it was quite the contrary. She had been stressed from working as an intern at her father’s company in Northern London and was going to spend her night unwinding to the newest Bachelorette episode while doing a face mask and sipping on the wine her mom bought her earlier in the week. She wasn’t too sure why, but she appreciated the thought. But the night turned around when her best friend, Cheryl, aka Cherry, had told her that Tom was going to a party, one that she didn’t know about. She didn’t originally want to come, she knew how it would look, and it wasn’t her favorite look. It made her look obsessive in a way, but she didn’t think she was. Cherry was the one who asked, not only because of Tom, but because a few of their mutual friends were there. So, Y/N agreed.
Y/N: hey, i’m going to be at a house party tonight! if you see me, text me! :) x
She wanted to keep it casual and like she wasn’t going to be in the same place as him. But she knew that 217 Liberty Avenue was exactly where he was. She felt wrong for being here. Wrong for letting Cherry bring her to the same party Tom was at. Y/N sighed as Cherry interlinked her fingers with Y/N’s. They stood outside for a moment, the loud rap music pounding the walls.
“Did he reply?” Cherry asked, big green eyes looking up at her.
“No clue.” Y/N replied honestly, moving her free hand to her back pocket of her black ripped skinny jeans and pulling out her phone. She went through the Face ID and pressed on the light green icon to see her messages. She saw his contact and her message, biting her lip. She pressed his contact, darting to the Read at 9:45pm tag. She felt a pang in her heart and a helpless breath of air leaving her lips, her shoulders slugging and fingers unlinking as she locked her phone again. “No. He didn’t.”
“Oh sweetie,” Cherry’s hands touched her shoulders and she laid her head on Y/N’s arm, which was partly covered by the dark green, silk Gucci shirt she was wearing. It was much like Tom’s and she hated that it matched, especially when they’re going through whatever they’re going through.
“I’m sorry. He’s not worth it anyways. We can go drink and have the time of our lives, alright?” She smiled, eyes growing large as she began to drag Y/N to the door. It was white and large and was pushed open with very little force. The music became louder and the lights were dark with pink and green disco lights. It was fucking fantastic and she wished so deeply she had a gram of ouid on her or something. But, she didn't, so whatever.
Cherry dragged her through the crowd of people and into the kitchen where the liquor sat out. Cherry immediately got a recyclable shot glass and one of the bottles, pouring 2 shots out.
“One shot for you,” she pushed one glass to Y/N. “And one for me.” She smiled and picked up the shot glass, raising it. Y/N did the same and clinked theirs together. Y/N pressed the lip of the shot glass against her strawberry red lips and tilted her head back, allowing the nail polish remover to run down her throat.
“Gross.” Y/N started and sat the glass down, looking at Cherry.
“Oh, whatever!” She laughed, “I’m going to make you a drink.” And with that, she bounced off, heels clickity-clackiting across the floor. Her blonde curls bounced over her shoulders and she made sure she was known to be there, such a big personality for such a small human. Y/N sighed and leaned against the counter, fingers tapping on the wood. She was bored but she didn’t want to look at her phone. It reminded her of Tom, weirdly enough. Being reminded of him wasn’t bad, oh God no, it was quite nice. She couldn’t help wonder what he was talking about and how the words would look forming across her lips. If he was thinking about what it would be like to completely destroy her in the closets bathroom. Maybe taking her in the back of his car, again, before taking her back home to properly do the job. She definitely thought about it and it made her miss him more.
Y/N bit her lip as she battled with herself on actually looking at her phone. Another huff and suddenly her phone is up and being unlocked with Face ID. Y/N admired her home screen for a moment, a picture of her, Tom, Harrison, and Cherry at the Eiffel Tower in París. They had gone on vacation a few months back together after she officially graduated with her Bacholors. The photo was bright and they each held a champagne flute. Tom’s fingers were interlocked with hers and they both shared bright smiles. Y/N loved the picture and she often wondered if Tom knew that was her home screen.
Y/N tapped on the yellow Snapchat icon, swiping left immediately to see the stories posted by her friends. Cherry was first, a few snaps from before she had left her apartment to meet with you. Then a video of her doing a shot. Typical. Then it was Y/N’s younger sister, Charity, a 16 year old who was basically Y/N’s younger twin. Charity and a few of her friends had gone to the country club today. Playing golf and going swimming, the typical things. Tapping on, was Harrison’s story. There was a video of Harrison and Tom taking a shot, Tom’s face scrunched up and he stuck out his tongue.
“Gross.” Tom said disgustingly as Harrison laughed.
Y/N giggled and with another tap she was at Tom’s story.
He had posted a shirtless picture to his private story, a bulge very prominent in his grey sweats. Was this in the story only meant for her? Yup! Fuck. He looked absolutely delightful, but with another tap, she saw a photo of him with a girl in his lap. She rolled her eyes and swiped down and off of the stories before swiping to the camera. She sat her phone against one of the many bottles, stepping a few feet back to take an equally hot picture of herself. She made sure to accentuate her hips and her chest, throwing her head back, the way she knows Tom likes. Her hair draped loosely over her shoulders and then, the picture was done. She checked it, made sure that it was up to her standards before adding a GIF to go along with it.
Before she knew it, a hand clasped over her shoulder, making her jump out of fear. She turned around quickly, stabiling herself with the counter, mentally readying herself to start swinging but it was only her best friend who was standing in front of her with a large grin on her face.
“Try it!” Cherry smiled and pushed the red solo cup into Y/N’s hands. Y/N looked down at the brown liquid in the cup, raising an eyebrow at Cherry before bringing the edge of the cup to her lips and taking the smallest sip of it. It tasted like the drink she almost always gets; fireball and coke. Y/N could laugh at the way Cherry whispered a soft “How’d I do?”
Y/N smacked her lips and smiled at Cherry. “You did perfect.” Y/N complimented. “Fireball and coke is a good choice.”
“Well, I know that it’s usually what you get and you told me explicitly that you could not have anything other than fireball, which I still don’t understand because fireball makes you angry sometimes and I don’t know if you’re looking for a fight, but all I’m saying is to let me know before you start throwing down with some bitch because I need to make sure I get it on video.” Cherry rambled, leaning onto the counter to try and leverage herself.
“I’m not going to fight anyone.” Y/N responded, sipping on the drink again. Cherry laughed a pitiful laugh.
“You say that and then someone's going to look at Tom wrong an-” Cherry paused and with wide eyes, looked at her best friend. “Oh no, I'm so sorry I-”
“You're right. I promise I won't fight anyone tonight.”
Cherry smiled and lept onto Y/N, arms catching her neck in a hug, one that Y/N was all too familiar with. She wrapped her arms around Cherry's waist and squeezed her for a moment.
“I love you.” Cherry whispered into Y/N’s ear.
“Ditto.”
And with that they separated. Cherry smiled up and her before kissing her cheek and removing herself completely.
“Do you mind if I go find Charolette? She said she was going to be here.”
“Yeah. I'll stay here.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. If anything changes I'll text you.” Y/N smiled and Cherry returned it, skipping away as her heels clacked against the hardwood floor.
And there Y/N was, once again, alone. Y/N sighed and turned so her back faced the archway, unlocking her phone again and going to respond to a few of the messages she had ignored. This wasn’t her best idea, by far. She didn’t want to be here and knowing that Tom was with someone else and didn’t tell her, made it a bit worse for her. But, Cherry wanted her to have a good time and she would. Especially when they get to go to a breakfast diner later, which was all Y/N needed to be convinced to come out tonight, other than her friends, of course. But she was just tired. Annoyed.
“Y/N?” a familiar voice sounded, causing Y/N to jump again. Damn. She turned on her heel quickly, looking at the blonde man standing in front of her. Harrison Otwrfield. Tom Holland’s best friend and one of her most seen friends. He's not a close friend of hers, not even a “friend”, some would say. More of an acquaintance, if anything. But he was always with Tom and she saw Tom regularly, making Harrison a regular with her. But she didn't trust him. Not for a good reason, she just doens’t trust blonde men, just something about them screams WRONG WAY!
No clue why, they just do.
“Hm?” She hummed, hiking one of her eyebrows up. She lifted her drink and took a large swig before titling it to point at him. “Go on, what do you need?”
“I didn't know you were going to be here.” He simply stated.
“I could say the same.” She looked him up and down. “Daddy’s money” screamed from the Rolex on his wrist and the Gucci belt he wore. “Want a shot?” Y/N asked, turning her back to Harrison, taking the closet vodka. Blue raspberry. How cute.
Taken aback, Harrison chuckled. “You already have a drink.” He mentioned.
“So? Is that a no?”
“Your limit is like 2. Plus, Tom would kill me if you got too drunk.”
“Oh, so now you're watching out for me?” She scoffed, turning around with both shots in between her fingers. “It's one shot compared to the drink I have.”
“Which is?”
“None of your business.” She snapped. “If you're asking for Tom, you can tell him he can ask himself.” She sat the extra shot glass down before tapping the remaining one, throwing it back in a swift gulp.
Y/N grabbed her drink, palm over the opening just so no one can easily slip anything into it. She didn't know where she was going, but it was going to be the next less crowded space in the house. She had to push past bodies, some would give her looks and others would call out her name to get to stop and talk. But she never did, she just continued walking past and towards a corner on the other side of the room. It was small but there weren't many people and it was still in view of the dance floor, so she could give Cherry an exact location. Y/N much preferred to be reliable when they go out and drink. She's had one too many times of over drinking and needing a sitter and not having one, that's when Cherry came into the picture. She was somehow a saving grace and Y/N just wanted to offer that back to her.
Y/N let out the air she had been holding, relaxing her shoulders for a minute. She reached and grabbed her phone and opened her messages, going to Cherry’s contact
Y/N: i'm over by the backyard door. it's close to the DJ area. had to move bc of Haz.
She knew this wasn't the best type of buddy system but it's always worked for them. They have their location for one another on everything and they share their location at all times. Y/N wouldn't let anything happen to Cherry and vice versa. Neither of them ever wanted to overstep when they partied so having a system where one person can drink a little bit but not enough to inhabit them to walk home. The other one on the other hand can drink as much as they want. Sometimes if they had rides, usually Tom and Harrison, they both would drink. But only them would they both be wasted together.
Y/N lifted her drink and repositioned her hand before taking another large swig. She watched over the party, tapping her fingers along to the music. It wasn't good but it was okay. She knew exactly what she wanted to listen to so she unlocked her phone, pulling up Cherry’s contact again.
Y/N: come meet me over here im going to put on Majesty and we HAVE TO DANCE TO IT!
She quickly went to the phone on the chair, the phone was unlocked and already on Spotify. Nice. Um… Search… Majesty… Nicki-Aha! Y/N swiped left and queued the song, going into the already queued and moving it up to the 4th song. Enough time for Cherry to text her back.
Y/N finishes her drink by the time Cherry shows up. She’s alone, unlike many of the times before, but her pink lips still wore the cheekiest smile.
“Missed you!” She said and Y/N repeated the words back. “When's the song going to play?”
“After this one.”
“Okay!” Cherry clapped, taking one of her hands and grabbing Y/N’s, taking them close to the center of the dance floor. Cherry stood in front of her, her hips beginning to move and her arms rising above her. “Let’s move, baby!”
The song started a minute later and Cherry took Y/N’s hands again, moving them so that Y/N would begin moving her hips a bit, and it worked. Time stopped for a moment as they dance and sang together, Cherry turning to dance against Y/N, giggling as they danced with one another. Their hands interlinked as Y/N helped spin Cherry a bit, dropping low with her and following the lead of her best friend. The song naturally fell from their lips; one of the most listened to songs for both of them and the movements were rehearsed in their kitchens, bedrooms, bathrooms and anywhere whenever the song came on.
They even had specific parts they would sing in the car with one another. Y/N and Cherry took turns rapping Eminiems words as they danced with one another as the highway’s went by. The world all melting together while they drove down with the sunroof open and with the windows down, the world all becoming a memory. A memory that she cherished every day of her life.
“Like I'm a meteorite, and motherfuck the fucking media / Right in the behind, I'm a human encyclopedia / I must be like pie crust because I was bread to rise like I was yeast.” The girls screamed to one another and as the next words came up and the syllables left Y/N’s lips, there was a voice she knew all too well.
“And you're never gonna reach these heights / They're just too high to reach / And I ain't even reached my fuckin' highest / You better pick another game / try hide-and-seek-” Thomas fucking Holland rapped in her ear. His voice was low and one of the sexiest things she’s heard him do. He always said he hated this song and he just comes out here bang rapping? Y/N deeply swallowed as Tom’s rough hands touched her bicep, squeezing softly.
Y/N turned and looked at him. She could feel Cherry’s hand on her shoulder as well. Tom’s face was stone cold, red with frustration, she assumed. His eyes held so much annoyance that she was concerned about whatever was going on because he didn't have a right to be angry at her dancing with Cherry, right?
“Hi.” Y/N greeted.
“We're going home.” Tom said sternly. Y/N went to fight back but Cherry squeezed her shoulder.
“I think he's right.” She agreed.
“What?”
“We're going home.” Tom removed his hand from her bicep and instead draped his arm over her shoulder, guiding her to the front door. Dumbfounded by Cherry's agreement and Tom's sudden intimacy that he refused to ever show in this sort of public eye. The hand holding pictures are only some that are taken, they always take some holding hands and then some where there's no touching.
She bumped into people as she was led towards the door, which Tom opened for both of the women he was leading out. Harrison was standing at his black matte BMW, arms crossed as he watched the three of them walk out. Cherry walked from around them and towards Harrison. Was this planned? Y/N’s eyebrows knitted together in curiosity.
Tom led Y/N to his car, not saying anything. It was a white Lexus, one of the newer models. It had red leather seats and matte black accents. She absolutely fucking loved his car, for more than one reason but she couldn't imagine him wanting to fuck after they've both drank. They both agreed a long time ago that we won't sleep together if we're drunk, at least right now.
Tom opened the passenger side door and Y/N ducked in. Settling on the warm leather that summer brought . Tom walked over to the driver side, settling in before looking over at Y/N, eyes looking over her body. The black sheer lace hugging her torso like none other, and the ripped black jeans looked fantastic. Not to mention the black heels she wore. Her hair fell perfect around her face.
“I thought you didn't like Majesty?” Y/N murmured, a hand buckling the seatbelt before crossing her arms.
“I don't.”
“Oh whatever.” She kicked and looked out the window. Tom huffed and pressed a few buttons, a woman's voice saying “bluetooth'' spoke up and he did a bit more. She didn’t watch him, she just knows from all the times before when she did watch him. Tom would do this every time they left somewhere, he refused to listen to the radio. “What playlist are you putting on?”
“Does it matter?”
Y/N scoffed and rolled her eyes, turning her head to look at him. “Why of course it does. You know it does! I don’t want to sit in whatever this is without a good playlist at least.”
“What don’t you want to sit in?”
Y/N took a deep breath before releasing everything she’s wanted to say. “Everything that’s been happening over the past few weeks. You’ve ignored my texts and my calls, you never come over anymore and everytime you post on your story it’s something suggestive and all I want to do is tell you how good you look but I don’t feel like I can because you’re not even talking to me.
I don’t understand what’s changed because I would tell you how fucking good you looked and you always responded. Not just to those texts but you responded to every single one. Showing up to parties, wanting a cuddle buddy or just need someone to talk to. You’ve always been there so what fucking happened?”
Tom stared at her for a moment before smiling and shaking his head, pressing the start button and putting his left hand on the wheel. Tom looked over his shoulder and began to pull out from his spot, completely ignoring Y/N’s question. She scoffed and leaned her head back dramatically, rolling her eyes.
“What’s wrong now?” He asked.
“Answer my question.”
“Why?”
Another scoff from her lips. “Because I don’t understand it! You ignore me one minute and then you’re taking me home planning…” she gestured with her hands “...something! I don’t understand what’s happening, Thomas! If you want to end this, then fine! It’s ended, no worries because no strings attached right?” She ranted, tears swelling in her eyes, choking back tears.
“We’re not going to talk about this right now.” He huffed out, falling back into the driver’s seat. “We’ll talk about it later.”
“When’s later? A month from now when you get off your high horse?”
“No, I just want to be parked.”
There was a moment of silence while the soft music from their Fast Approach, a classical playlist. She’s so frustrated but she knows he’s right for wanting to be safe and she couldn’t blame him. “Fine.”
Tom rolled his shoulders and sighed, turning up the volume so that 4 Romantic Pieces played over their thoughts, which were consuming her mind. She felt so much adrenaline, not really knowing if she was in the right but goddamn she was sick and tired of him not answering her. He never acted like this before, all touchy and quiet about how he felt. He always let you know when he didn’t like something. Anytime some guy would begin to dance with her, he always seemed to fuck her like no other had, jealous would rush through his veins and he would make sure that everyone knew she was supposedly his. Leaving bite marks and bruises up and down her breasts and neck.
The drive back to her apartment was long and drewey. She didn’t want to hear his reasons for not talking to her. She was afraid of her heart being broken like time and time again. She would never admit the crush on Tom that she gained with their relationship. No one truly understood that it wasn’t purely just a flirtatious or sexual relationship and it was hard for her to accept the romantic feelings that she slowly began to develop.
They saw each other almost every single night. They would binge watch shows or make playlists and drive around the city. They would get take out and go to bookstores and they made each other one too many things. Too many to throw out, that’s for sure. Fuck, Tom had a drawer at her apartment! He always kept a nice suit at her apartment, gray joggers, a hoodie, a few shirts, changes of underwear and his toiletry products. She had much of the same at his apartment, just adding in some make-up. She found so much peace in his touch, love in his kiss and releif in his words. She couldn’t imagine him going away.
She couldn’t imagine this going away. She’s upset, sure, but the world was everything to her because of him. He took her on drives around the city, always pointing out things. Always taking her somewhere new, whether it is to a new bar or some high class restaurant. She would tell him about the little things, what she appreciated out of life. She would tell him everything and anything he wanted to know, amazed by her mind. She had a Bachlors in Buisness Management from New York Univerity. She wanted a Masters and possible a PhD. She was beyond smart and he couldn’t imagine how her brain works and that’s what he loved most, he told her everytime she said something he didn’t know. The words always followed with a sincere smile.
He’s everything she ever imagined. He’s everything she’s ever needed and the way her heart began to break over the idea of losing him was a lot. Too much in some ways.
She watched the streetlamps pass and took a deep breath as Tom pulled into the parking lot next to her apartment building, bringing the car to a stop in one of the open spots. Y/N didn’t watch him as he turned off the headlights and still didn’t budge when he turned to look at her, a hand gripping the stearing wheel.
“So,” Tom pursed his lips. “Want to talk about it?”
“Fuck you, Tom.” She laughed and tilted her head down as she tongued at her cheek. “I just want to know what happened. It’s fine if you want to end it. I don’t care, okay? I just want to understand and have a solid ending.”
Tom sighed and turned to face the front again. He stared through the windshield, at the bushes in front of them. It was silent with only Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven and Luke Woodapple playing in the background. Y/N sniffled once or twice as she tried to control the intense emotions of frustration begin to welt up in her eyes. She just wanted answers and once again, he’s not answering. He’s leaving her hanging again.
“What changed, Tom?”
The question was much quiter than everything she had said before. Finally letting the tears roll down her cheeks as a flood of emotions hit her all at once. Everyone felt like it was falling apart and the world wasn’t going to stop turning for her. She had never felt such heart break. Not even when she was stabbed in the back in college or when her “high school sweetheart” cheated on her. Nothing could compare to this pain that her heart felt.
“You.”
The world paused for a moment as the words registered in her brain. What does he mean her? There’s no fucking way. She stared at Tom, arms unfolding as tears continued to fall down her cheeks and onto her chest. So many dots felt like they still weren’t connected, but at the same, so many were connecting. Y/N wanted to protest, but Tom beat her to speaking.
“Haz has been on my arse about this for the last month, okay? He’s known forever and Cherry started hopping on the train. I don’t want us to end, I just don’t know what to do because this wasn’t the plan. The plan wasn’t to fall in love with you. You just… changed everything for me. You bring me soup when I’m sick and you let me come over when I can’t bear to be home. There’s no one with a touch like yours and…” a huff as Tom pushed his loose curls back. “...I didn’t know what to do than to get other girls to replace it and no one did and then you just because home and you just became everything I needed. I don’t even know when it happened or how, it just did and now, here we are.”
Tom sighed, giving Y/N the softest smile as he gestured as a way to say ‘there you go.’ And there it was. Her questions were answered, in a way. The worries she had before were now gone and although her heart still ached, she also felt calm. He felt the same. Y/N laughed softly as she wiped the tears, sniffling as she continued giggling.
“What’s funny?” He asked. “You can’t just laugh at me when I’m telling you there are strings attached.” He whined, making Y/N laugh a bit harder, looking over at him.
“Just kiss me, loser.”
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King of CSCC (Prologue)
Pairing: Rich Kid! Tom Holland x Reader
Summary: When Y/N gets a scholarship to attend Collegialiter Schola Currere Cucurri, a prestigious boarding school in England. She’s very studious and organizes, everything needs to be a certain way for her to be happy. Tom is the resident fuckboy at school and, with his daddy being the richest man on earth, he practically owns the school. What happens when Tom falls completely in love with Y/N, but she doesn’t want to be with him because of his reputation.
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Y/N stands in front of the massive brick building with beautifully and neatly done cobblestone tiles on the roof. From where she stands, Y/N could see that two big towers and two smaller ones are attached to the main building of the school. To her left, a soccer field and to her right, a rugby field with an outdoor running track. Behind the soccer field, she could see a big rectangle building that, from what she read about the school, must be the school’s gymnasium. Y/N couldn’t believe that she is actually here in front of Collegialiter Schola Currer Cucurri which is Latin for something she couldn’t remember anymore. It’s the best school in the world, the only people that could attend the school are the elite, rich and famous, but once every year, the school awards a scholarship that covers everything (laundry, meal plane, books, uniform, etc) to one lucky student going into their 11th school year. The chosen student has to be the best and brightest out of all the applicants and this year, it just so happened to be Y/N L/N. She has been working her whole life for this and now her dreams for a better future are finally coming true. Her home life in Toronto wasn’t the best in terms of education. She didn’t learn enough at the public school she went to, so when she saw the opportunity to attend the most prestigious boarding school in the world, she jumped at the chance to apply. It also helped that she’s always wanted to live in England. She finally manages to shake off her nerves and walks into the school.
Upon entering the school, Y/N notices how much cleaner and how the equipment is so much better than what she had back at home. The hallways were empty seeing as it was the Saturday before school started, so she is all alone in the school. After a few minutes, she manages to find her way to the principal’s office while struggling to bring all of her bags with her at the same time. The new student gently arranges her bags near the door to make sure they are not in the way, then she lifts her hand to the door and knocks. “You may enter,” an authoritative voice instructs her. Y/N enters to see a middle-aged woman sitting at her desk looking over some documents with her glasses balancing off of her nose. The older woman looks up at the sound of the door closing and motions for Y/N to sit on one of the chairs in front of her desk, “You must be Miss. L/N, our scholarship winner.” Y/N nods her head to show her agreement, she isn’t going to lie, but she is a little intimidated by the principal. “Alright, classes start on Monday at 9:00 a.m. sharp. Miss. Daniels should already be at the front office waiting for you. She’ll be your guide for the day. Here is your schedule and some other information you might need. If you have any questions, then you may ask Miss. Daniels and I would also like to inform you that if your marks slip even by a percent that you will lose your scholarship. Is that clear?” Ms. Sinclair informs the pupil. “Yes,” Y/N answers quietly because she’s slightly terrified with how cold the principal seems. “Good, you may address me as Ms. Sinclair and nothing else. You are dismissed,” Ms. Sinclair demands. Y/N quickly gets out of her chair and goes towards the door.
Y/N grabs her bags a little bit more easily now that she knows how to handle all of them and makes her way back towards the front of the school where she saw the front office. When she gets to the front of the school, she notices a girl around her age waiting in front of the office. The teen notices Y/N approaching and immediately rushes to help her with a smile on her face. “Hi, you must be Y/N L/N. I am Delilah Daniels and I’ll be your tour guide. I’ll give you a tour of campus, then I can help you move into your dorm if you’d like. You don’t have to worry about your bags, I’ll call the concierge to come get them and bring them to your room. Now, the first stop is going to be the science labs where you bio and chemistry,” Delilah introduces herself. Y/N notices that Delilah has a British accent that is as smooth as butter. The girls place the bags near the entrance and shake each other’s hands, “I am Y/N. Nice to meet you. And the science lab sounds like a great start.” Delilah makes a quick call to the concierge, then they walk down the hall to the left and up the stairs to her biology lab. “Now, upstairs to the left is the science wing, so you have all the science labs up here. Your bio lab is in room 203 and your chemistry lab is in room 220,” Delilah starts off, “Let’s head over to where you are going to be taking geometry and algebra, which is on upstairs on the right side of the also known as the mathematics wing. This term you’re only taking geometry, algebra, biology, and math. Next term you’re taking media arts, English literature, French, and psychology, right?” Y/N nods along to what Delilah says, “That seems right. Your last names Daniels right? As in your parents are Anna and Maurice Daniels, Daniels? They own practically every chain hotel I can think of.” “Yep, those are my old folks. They could be a little hectic and gone, but they have always been there for me when I need them and I know they love me. That’s all that really matters, right? So what do your parents do for a living? You live in Toronto right?” Delilah questions the new girl. “Yeah, I do. My mom works as a social worker, she tries to help kids in the system. My dad is a baker, we actually live on top of the bakery he owns. My little sister and brother always like to head down to the bakery at the end of the day and steal whatever leftovers are left. Do you have any siblings?” Y/N explains. “No, I am an only child. It gets a little lonely sometimes, but that’s alright. I would love to live over a bakery! The smell of freshly baked pastries would waft into the house and it could smell like freshly baked croissants every day. The math wing is just around the corner,” Delilah rants a little as they head over to the math wing.
When they rounded the corner, two other people were rounding the corner at the same time. A collision would have happened, but Y/N’s quick reflexes stopped them from crashing. In front of the two girls were two boys about their age wearing Versace, Prada, Gucci, and some other clothing brands that Y/N could never dream about owning. The boy on the left is taller than the boy on the right, he has dirty blonde hair and clear blue eyes. He’s handsome, but the boy on the right is the show stopper for Y/N. He has dark chestnut brown hair that matches his eyes. His nose is a little cricked and his lips are a little thin, but she liked how the nose made him look rugged and how his lips still looked perfect to kiss. His jaw looks so sharp that she believes is she were to run her finger along it she would cut it. No matter how badly the young girl wanted to go on a date with him, she knew about who he is and what his reputation is. He’s the infamous Tom Holland or as the tabloids like to call him, Holland the Lady Killer. His motto is hit then quit it and that really isn’t what Y/N is looking for. “Hey, just who we were looking for! I told Haz that you’d be showing the scholar bee around the school. You’ve always loved to meet new people. Thought we’d come join you seeing as this year’s scholar bee is a female and not another boring ass dude. So does the little lady have a name?” Tom inquires slyly as he makes his way over to Delilah and slings his hand around her neck. “My names Y/N. What’s it matter to you?” She snarls not liking what he said at all. “Damn, you got a mouth on you. I like a girl who isn’t afraid to talk back. Well, I guess it’s my turn to introduce. I am Tom and this div beside me is Harrison,” Tom tries to say in the most charming voice he could. Y/N just scoffs and keeps walking, “Whatever. Nice to meet you, Harrison. Now, let’s head over to the mathematics wing.” “Looks like we finally found someone who can resist Tommy’s charm,” Haz whispers to his two comrades as they follow Y/N down the hall.
After finishing the tour of the campus, the four newly acquainted friends headed over to Y/N’s dorm so that they could help her unpack. “Okay, everything is labelled clearly so it shouldn’t be too hard trying to figure out where everything should go,” Y/N elucidates while tying her hair back and picking up one of the boxes that was labelled closet- Hoodies and Shirts. Everyone went to work on cleaning out the boxes while they worked they talked, reminisce about old stories, joked around, and listened to some music. Symphony by Clean Bandit played on her phone and Y/N started swaying to the music. “I’ve been hearing symphonies before all I heard was silence. A rhapsody for you and me, and every melody is timeless,” she sang as she organized the books onto her bookshelf. Tom looks up from the clothes he was folding for her and stares in awe of her voice. To him, she sounded like an angel and all he wanted to do is listen to her sing all day. He may not have noticed it, but the whole afternoon he found himself noticing little things that he liked about her and he just wanted to be closer to him. He liked how she had all these random facts and how she could joke about anything and everything. He liked how organized she is and how she hasn’t fawned over her this whole afternoon. Y/N places the final book onto the shelf and looks over at everyone, “Alright, I can finish putting the clothes away after dinner. Why don’t we get something to eat? I read on the board that it’s taco night.” Everyone voiced their agreement and started to make their way over to the door, but before Y/N could leave, Tom gently tapped her on the shoulder and asked if he could talk to her. “Sure,” she tells him. Tom stands straight and fixes his jacket nervously, “I was wondering if we could restart. I know, I was a jackass, but I would really like to be friends with you. Plus, I know you, Deli, and Haz get along well and I really don’t feel like being kicked out of my own friend group.” Y/N smiles at Tom to show him that everything is alright. “Tommy, it's fine. Sometimes people start off on the wrong foot and that’s fine. Let’s start, over. Hey, I am Y/N. I don’t believe I got your name,” Y/N says nicely as she sticks her hand out for Tom to shake. He chuckles and takes her hand, “It’s Tom, Tom Holland. You may have heard of me. My dad owns the world’s best phone company as well as several other companies you may have heard of.” “Okay, now you just sound like cocky. How about we just head over to the mess hall and call it a day?” Y/N suggest as how she links their arms and walks off to the mess hall.
When dinner was over, Y/N was feeling a little jet-lagged so she headed back to her dorm to get some sleep while the other three decided to head to the game room. They were playing pool when Harrison decided to bring up the conversation. “So you and Y/N…” he wonders out loud as he aims the queue at one of the balls. Tom leans on the wall and retorts, “Nothing is going on between us. We are just friends that’s all.” Delilah snorts and laughs, “Yeah, right! I noticed your side glances at her, but I’ll let you deny whatever you want if it helps you sleep at night.” Tom just shakes his and continues the game without mentioning Y/N again, but that night when he was trying to get to sleep all he could do was think back to the conversation they had in the game room and Y/N’s angelic singing voice.
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Pairing: fuckboy!Tom Holland x reader
Summary: Tom asks you to be in a fake relationship with him in order to make someone jealous, after you confessed your feelings for him.
Warnings: angst, fluff, fuckboy!Tom, happy ending
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“You’re joking, right?” You ask him, furrowing your brows.
“Come on, Y/N! We’re friends and friends help each other,” Tom says.
“You’re asking me to go to a party with you, to pretend that I’m in a relationship with you, just because you wanna get someone jealous? No way, I’m not gonna do that,” you reply, whispering, because you’re currently looking for a book you need for your thesis.
“I don’t know what to do... I have always used this method, but Z is busy with her thesis right now”.
“Hello? I am too!” You almost exclaim. But then, something hits you. You’re suddenly aware of his thoughts, as you’re reading his mind. He looks at you confused. “But it’s different with me, right? Because I confessed my feelings for you a week ago. And you said that it was fine”.
“Y/N, please, don’t...”
“Do you think that I’m a puppet or something?” You shout, your veins boiling because of how much you’re angry in this moment. “I don’t even know how I could fall in love with someone like you, Tom,” you say it with such venom in your voice tone, that Tom’s eyes grow wide, astonished.
The librarian kicks you both out from the college library, but you were tired of that conversation anyway. Tom tries to stop you, but you run faster than him, disappearing from his view.
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After a night spent in tears, you go to class with your eyes circled in red and swollen. Your sunglasses cover them for the most part, but Zendaya seems to notice that there’s something wrong.
“He asked you, I assume,” she says and you nod. “What a...”
“Y/N!” Tom calls, but you shake your head. Talking to him is the last thing you want to do. He would apologize, without even meaning it and you would forgive him like you always do. But not this time.
You run to the bathroom, locking yourself in, but you hear Tom knocking at your door anyway. You’re sure that’s him.
“Go away, Tom!”
“Y/N, I’m sorry that I wanted to take advantage of your kindness. I shouldn’t have done that”, he says.
“It’s too late, Tom. You know, I was okay with you rejecting me last week, because I didn’t confess my feelings to you in order to receive something. I just wanted you to know it, to know that you were loved. But now I really ask myself what I saw in you,” you say, sighing.
Tom’s hand slips on the door. You feel him breathing, when a sob slips from his lips like his hand did on the door. You made him cry.
“I’ve never been in love, Y/N. I don’t know what love looks like or how that’s supposed to be. I don’t like commitment, because I don’t wanna disappoint anyone. Because what if they find out that I’m empty? Or that I’m just a giant black hole that swallows people alive? Maybe nobody should really love me, Y/N. Especially not you,” he says. You remain quiet, looking at your shoes. He had never told you that. “When you said that you fell in love with me, today, I felt a sense of warmth inside of me that I don’t even know how to explain. Your feelings don’t make you weak, Y/N, they just make you human. And to be completely honest, I really love that about you,” he continues.
You go out from the bathroom and look at him directly into his eyes: he’s not lying. He takes your chin between two fingers and then, slowly, he kisses you. And now, you feel a sense of warmth too into your chest. You feel at home.
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Apartment 509 (Epilogue)
Pairing: Roomate!Fuckboy!Tom x Reader
Summary: To happy endings and new beginnings.
A/N: *taps mic* Is this thing on? Hello everyone! Wow it’s been a long time since I’ve updated this story. I’ve quite literally made y’all wait years for this epilogue and I’m so sorry for that. However, the time has finally come for it to end. I can’t even begin to express how grateful and appreciative I am for all of you that have stuck by me and read it along the way. I had so much fun writing this story and sharing it with all of you. That being said, I hope you all enjoy the end to Apartment 509. Much love. ❤️
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Six years later..
If someone were to tell you years ago that you’d fall in love with your roommate you would have laughed and told them that they were crazy. That you weren’t that type of person to fall into that fantasy story.
Boy were you wrong about that.
If you were being honest you weren’t sure if you were ever going to find your person, a part of you had given up, just accepting the fact that you’d be single forever, but then the universe threw it’s plan at you like a ton of bricks. You truly never expected to fall in love the way you did, but now you couldn’t be more grateful.
Becoming roommates with Tom and Jacob was the best thing to ever happen to you, not only was the apartment a saving grace for your time of need, but you made new friends and you found your person as well.
Needless to say Tom and you didn’t get along so well in the beginning which was no surprise there, you couldn’t stand fuckboys, and that’s what intrigued him more about you. You never saw yourself dating the type of person you used to despise, yet you proved yourself wrong.
You couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh, thinking back at all the memories of the past couple years. It was definitely a wild ride, something you were surprised you made it out of, but with Tom by your side you knew you could accomplish anything.
“What is that beautiful mind thinking of?” His voice snapped you out of your thoughts, causing you to turn your head and look at him. “Just thinking about how insane these past few years have been, how much my life has changed, how much yours has too.” You smiled softly at him, your fingers tracing his cheek gently.
Tom adjusted himself under the sheet covers, pulling you closer to his chest as he pressed a light kiss to your forehead. “I will agree to that, so much has happened to us, but I couldn’t be more thankful and blessed.” He hummed, his fingers caressing your back soothingly.
You melted into his touch, a smile on your lips as your eyes fluttered shut at the feeling. You both laid in silence for a few moments, just enjoying one another’s presence, until Tom lifted his head causing you to open your eyes.
“As much as I love laying here with you darling, we do have a party we have to start getting ready for.” Tom whispered, his voice soft and calm as you pouted, burying your face into his shoulder, pressing a faint kiss to his bare skin.
“I know, but I’d love to spend all day in bed with you.” You whined, making him chuckle, his chest vibrating making you smile widely. “I would love that too, but our friends wouldn’t want to experience this.” He teased, making you laugh and pull away from him.
“You’re right.” You huffed out, staring at the ceiling as Tom grinned at your childish behavior, something he thought was adorable. “Plus, we have two little munchkins who will destroy this house if we don’t get out there.” He pointed out, causing your eyes to widen just at the thought.
“Do you know how long it took to get jelly out of Mason’s hair the other day?” You glanced over at him, “An hour. A full hour Thomas! That boy thought it was your hair gel and wanted to be like his daddy.” You squinted your eyes at him as he gave you a sheepish smile.
“What can I say, he has good style! Just needs to use the right products and well.. Not food to do it.” Tom laughed, hopping out of the comfortable bed before you could whack his arm. You gave him a playful glare as he winked at you, disappearing into the bathroom.
You let out a content sigh, hearing the water run in the bathroom as you looked around the bedroom. Your life was completely different than how it was five years ago.
Not only did you graduate college, while being pregnant might you add, but you also started dating Tom. Once you gave birth to your beautiful baby boy Mason, you and Tom decided it was time to start house hunting. You both knew the apartment wasn’t a big enough space for a child, plus you both didn’t want to bother Jacob as well.
You both had been saving up money for a while, wanting to eventually find a house to buy, and then one day while you were searching online, you found your dream home. You quickly ran out to show Tom, and the second he saw it his eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning.
Within the next two hours you and Tom went to go walk through the house, whilst Jacob being the best friend he is, babysat Mason. Tom and you knew once you got done walking through the beautiful home that it was perfect.
You both did some talking with the realtor, sorting out some things with the house and land, but in the end, you both decided that it was too perfect to pass up. A couple more hours of signing papers and details that Tom ended up taking over, you both were now the new owners of a gorgeous home.
Needless to say you both were extremely excited.
Once you both returned to the apartment Tom was eager to break the news to Jacob, who was super happy for the both of you. You let the two boys talk while you took Mason back to your room, getting a bottle ready for him.
Over the course of a couple weeks you both moved things out of the apartment and into your new house, with the help of Jacob, Harrison, and Madison of course. Once everything was finally moved in you all had dinner and relaxed.
You were extremely thankful to have such amazing friends.
Weeks after you started living in your new house, things were going great, you both along with Mason were the happiest you’d ever been. However, you were nowhere near prepared for what was about to happen.
You came home one day after being out with Madison, she had wanted to do a fun girls day, of course you were a bit anxious, you didn’t want to leave Mason, but Tom convinced you to go have fun and that he could watch him.
So, you ended up going out with her and having a blast, you didn’t realize how bad you needed to get out and let go. You both ended up getting your hair and nails done, along with some lovely shopping.
By the time you arrived back at your house it was evening, you bid Madison goodbye, making your way up to your front door, only to enter and see rose petals scattered along the floor, small lit candles making a path for you to follow.
You couldn’t help but smile, shaking your head at how adorable he was being. You set your bags down at the door, following the lit path and rose petals that lead you outside to the backyard. However, Tom was nowhere to be found.
You glanced around the yard, your eyes landing on a small folded up letter on the glass table.
My dearest Y/N,
As you can see I’m nowhere to be found, but what you can find is a stunning red dress that I know you’d look gorgeous in. Meet me at our favorite place.
Love, Tom
You couldn’t help but smile widely at his cheesiness, but you loved it just as much. You opened the box that was underneath the letter, a beautiful red dress sitting prettily in it. With zero hesitation you rushed back into the house, slipping into the dress, admiring how it hugged your body in all the right places.
You made sure your makeup and hair looked good, and then you headed down the stairs, grabbing your car keys and heading out the door. The drive to the area wasn’t too long, you knew it like the back of your hand.
About ten minutes later you pulled up to the place, the sun had begun to set, causing the sky to turn into a beautiful sunset. You got out of the car, seeing more rose petals and candles creating a path for you.
You began to follow them along the wooden path, your eyes widening when you saw Tom standing in the middle of the field. His head snapped over towards you, his eyes drinking you in as you smiled warmly at him.
He looked extremely good, he was dressed up in a black suit, his hair slightly gelled back but not too much to the point where you couldn’t see his curls. The river of water flowed behind him, as a light warm breeze blew.
You carefully made your way towards him, your nerves skyrocketing as you got closer. Eventually you made it up to him, a happy yet nervous smile on your face as you stood in front of him.
“I see you found my note.” He grinned teasingly, making you laugh and nod your head as he grabbed your hands gently in his. “This whole thing is beautiful Tom, the dress, the roses and candles, our place, the sunset.” You gushed, a wide smile on your lips as he smiled adoringly at you.
“I’m glad you like it.” He rubbed your hands with the pads of his thumbs. “Like it? Tom I love it, this is perfect.” You smiled at him as he grinned. “I do have to ask though, what is all of this for? Did I forget a date night?” You tilted your head at him slightly, watching as he inhaled a deep breath.
“No, no you didn’t forget a date night.” He let out a small chuckle, clearing his throat as his nerves started to set in.
“I did all of this because tonight is a special night, it’s something I’ve been wanting to do for a while, but it was never the right time, until now.” He nervously spoke, his eyes fixed on yours as you felt your heart starting to race in your chest.
“The day we met I knew that you were the one, of course we had our ups and downs but that just made us stronger into who we are today.” Tom began, licking his lips as he held your hands in his, his palms getting sweaty.
“I was a broken guy who slept with random girls to fill a void I was missing, I never knew what love was, until I met you.” He smiled warmly at you, making you smile in response. “I look at us now and I always think, ‘wow, I am so lucky to have this wonderful person in my life, I don’t know what I’d do without them.’” He chuckled, making you laugh quietly with him, tears rimming your eyes.
“Not only that but we have our amazing son Mason and I couldn’t be more grateful.” He beamed, squeezing your hands.
“Y/N, you have brought so much happiness and joy into my life, I love waking up with you sleeping next to me, I love taking care of Mason with you, I love making so many memories together, but most importantly, I love you so much, so..” He paused, letting go of your hands as he got down on one knee, pulling a small black box out of his jacket pocket.
You covered your mouth with your hands, tears slipping down your cheeks as he opened the box revealing the most gorgeous diamond ring you had ever seen.
“Y/N, will you marry me?” He looked up at you, his own eyes brimming with tears as you nodded your head rapidly. “Yes! One hundred percent yes!” You cried out as he quickly stood, taking a step towards you as he pulled you into a passionate kiss.
You both broke away, laughter leaving both your mouths as tears slipped down each of your cheeks. Tom held your hand, slipping the blinding ring onto your finger with shaky hands.
“I love you so much.” He murmured, pulling you in for another kiss as you smiled against his lips, “I love you so much more.” You whispered against his, making him smile widely in response.
What you didn’t expect next was for all your friends to emerge out of hiding, cheers erupting from their mouths making you and Tom both smile brightly. Madison was holding Mason while Harrison was taking pictures of the entire proposal. Jacob was clapping and holding a bottle of champagne.
Needless to say, it was the most magical and special proposal you’d ever had.
“You’re still in bed?” You heard your husband chuckle, your eyes darting over to see him all dressed and looking sexy as ever. “Of course, it’s comfy here, plus I was just thinking about the day you proposed to me.” You grinned at him as his cheeks flushed a light shade of red.
“That day and our wedding day will forever be two of my most favorite moments in life.” He smiled lovingly at you, walking over and pressing a short kiss to your lips. “What are the other ones?” You questioned, curious about what he was going to say.
“Well obviously having Mason and Henry.” Tom stated as if it was basic knowledge, making you snort in response as he smirked at you. “Now go get ready, we have less than three hours to get the house prepped and to tell everyone the big news.” Tom squinted his eyes at you making you laugh and raise your hands in surrender.
“Alright! I’m going, I'm going!” You smiled as you got out of bed, waving him off as you went into the bathroom this time. You spent the next twenty minutes getting ready and tidying up the bedroom. Once you were satisfied with how everything looked, you headed out of the bedroom.
You made your way down the stairs, hearing numerous voices filling your ears as you walked into the kitchen, a smile forming on your lips as you saw Tom helping Mason and Henry. “Look at my three little helpers.” You cooed, hands on your hips as Tom grinned at you, Mason and Henry running over towards you.
“Mom! Look what we did!” Mason tugged on your hand excitedly as Henry held your other hand. You let the boys walk you over towards the counter, your face lighting up at the vase of followers.
“These are beautiful boys, did you cut them to fit the vase all by yourselves?” You beamed at the two of them as they nodded excitedly, eyes wide. “Yes! With daddy’s help.” Henry giggled, making you laugh and pull them both in for a hug.
“Well they look amazing, uncle Harrison and aunt Maddie are going to love them.” You ruffled their hair as they let out a chorus of laughter. Tom however was simply standing off to the side and watching the entire thing, his heart warming at the three people he loved the most.
“Boys, do you want to help me go grab some drinks from the garage?” Tom chimed in, seeing their heads snap over in pure excitement of helping. You couldn’t help but let out a laugh as they went running off in the direction of the garage, a grin on Tom’s lips as he winked at you, following after the two kids.
While Tom had the kids distracted for a moment you spent the next couple minutes organizing the kitchen, making it look presentable and tidy. Once they came back they helped place the drinks on the table, before going outside to play for a bit.
You and Tom spent that time fixing up the rest of the main floor, picking up shoes and toys. Soon enough you heard the doorbell ring throughout the house before footsteps and voices could be heard.
“Your favorite people are here!” Madison announced as she walked into the kitchen, a beaming smile on her face as a guy followed behind her. “Oooh, who is this?” You teased, raising your eyebrows as Madison smiled widely, wrapping her arm around the guys bicep.
“You remember Andrew right?” She wiggled her eyebrows as your eyes widened in surprise. “It’s about damn time!” You cheered, making her and Andrew laugh in response. “It took some time, but he finally asked me to be his girlfriend.” She beamed as Andrew kissed her forehead gently.
“I wasted so much time, I don’t know what the past me was thinking.” He chuckled, making the both of you smile. “Well, I’m glad you two are finally together, you make a great couple and seem so happy.” You congratulated them as Madison broke away from Andrew to give you a hug.
You eventually broke away, walking over to give Andrew a welcoming hug as well and telling him to make himself at home. You knew how much Madison liked Andrew, she had been crushing on him for as long as you could remember. You felt your heart sore at the sight of them, she deserved nothing but happiness and she was finally getting it.
You decided to let them be on their own, going to look for Tom when you heard another pair of voices enter the house. The familiar blonde hair coming into view, a girl also following behind him, as well as Jacob.
You smiled warmly at them all as Tom walked into the kitchen, a smile on his lips as he did his hand shake with the two of them.
“Hey man, I’m glad you all could make it.” Tom greeted them, his eyes landing on the girl then back at Harrison. He gave a small grin as Tom’s eyes widened in surprise.
You however watched this entire interaction in confusion, until your eyes darted down to the girls hand. Your jaw dropping in shock, eyes wide as you made the connection.
“Everyone, this is Natalie, my fiancée.” Harrison introduced her as all of you clapped and cheered, making the two of them blush and laugh. “We’re so happy for the both of you.” Jacob congratulated them as they smiled lovingly at one another.
“I knew you’d find your person.” You smiled happily at the blonde as he smiled back. “Thank you for always believing in me.” He spoke softly, giving you a side hug as you returned it. “Always.” You smiled.
Once you two let go you glanced over at Madison who lifted her glass into the air, clanking a knife against it. “Since we’re doing introductions, I’d also like to introduce you all to someone.” She grinned as Andrew stood beside her, his face flushed.
“Everyone this is my boyfriend Andrew, Andrew this is Tom, Harrison, Natalie, and Jacob.” Madison spoke happily as they all greeted each other. “It’s about time you two got together.” Tom grinned as Harrison and Jacob smirked to one another.
“Does everyone know how much you liked me?” Andrew teased as Madison laughed, shrugging her shoulders. “I wasn’t exactly subtle about it.” She admitted, making you all laugh, shaking your heads at the two of them.
You all talked for a while, catching up and just having a good time together, eventually Mason and Henry came inside saying they were hungry. You all then decided to eat, grabbing all different types of foods that were spread out on the numerous counters.
You all gathered around your outdoor table, chatting amongst each other, sharing stories and laughing. This was the happiest you had seen everyone in a while, nobody once showed any signs of unhappiness or negativity.
You were listening to Madison and Andrew tell a story about a girl they work with, everyone’s focus on them when you felt Tom’s hand grip your thigh gently. Looking over at him he rose his eyebrows at you in a questioning manner as you smiled at him, nodding your head.
You both waited for them to finish telling the story, laughter leaving all of your mouths as Mason and Henry ate their food happily, not fazed by them talking at all.
Once everyone’s laughter died down, Tom rose from his chair, clearing his throat as everyone’s attention focused on him. “I just wanted to start off by saying thank you all for coming, Y/N and I love having you all over, as do Mason and Henry.” He chuckled as the boys smiled goofily at him in response.
“However, Y/N and I have been keeping something from you all for a while, two things actually.” Tom grinned, watching as curious expressions washed over their faces. “We wanted to hold this little gathering to tell you all the amazing news because you’re such important people in our lives.” He explained as everyone smiled at him in response.
“Come on Holland, you’re killing us here.” Madison teased, eager to know what the big surprise was. Tom let out a laugh as did everyone else as he raised his hands in surrender. “Okay okay, the first half of the big news is..” He trailed off, a bright smile on his face.
“I got the role as Spiderman, I’m going to be in the next Marvel movie!” He excitedly spoke, watching as everyone’s eyes widened in pure shock and surprise as you beamed up at him. “That’s amazing man!” Harrison cheered, standing up within an instant and giving his friend a tight hug.
“Wow that’s crazy! I can totally see it though!” Madison congratulated, excusing herself from her chair, joining the hug with Tom and Harrison. “How long have you been keeping that a secret mate?” Harrison chuckled as Tom smirked.
“For the past couple months, it’s been hard, you know how bad I am at keeping spoilers.” Tom laughed as you nodded your head in agreement. “You have no idea how many times I had to cut him off or stop him from accidentally almost posting something on social media.” You teased, making him pout in response.
“It was only a couple of times!” He whined, making you all laugh as you rolled your eyes playfully. “Sure Tommy, whatever you say.” You cooed, making him smile in response.
“Wait, you said there was something else as well that you wanted to tell us?” Madison spoke up, now standing next to Harrison who looked at everyone then back at Tom. “Yes! You are right.” He nodded his head, clapping his hands.
“However, this part is connected to my new job, except it’s not my place to share it.” He grinned happily as his eyes landed on Jacob who rose from his seat. “I also got a job, I needed to get away from my old one, so I took a leap of faith and I auditioned with Tom and I ended up getting the role of Peter Parker’s best friend, Ned Leeds.” He stated happily as everyone clapped loudly.
“That’s amazing! I’m so happy for you!” Madison cheered, giving him a hug as well as Harrison grinned at his two friends. “Wow so many good things are happening for everyone.” Natalie smiled warmly at the group of people surrounding her.
“It gets better though.” Tom chimed in, catching everyone’s attention once more. “I was told I could have an assistant.” He suggestively spoke, his eyes training over towards Harrison whose eyes widened in shock.
“Wait- Are you?” He stammered as Tom nodded his head, seeing Harrison’s face light up. He quickly turned to Natalie, wanting her opinion as she smiled warmly at him. “It’s a great opportunity Haz, take it.” She encouraged him as he pulled her in for a tight hug, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “I love you so much.” He murmured as she whispered it back.
He broke away eventually, turning to face his friend as he held his hand out. “You got yourself an assistant mate.” He grinned as Tom shook his hand excitedly, an ecstatic expression on his face.
“This day just keeps getting better and better.” Madison laughed as Andrew wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “It’s not even done yet.” You smirked, seeing her jaw drop in response. “There’s more news? Lord what have you all been up to.” She laughed as you also stood from your chair, walking next to Tom.
“Well, as you know we live in a beautiful home now, we have our two amazing boys who are busy engulfing that blueberry pie.” You paused to laugh as everyone looked over at the two of them shoveling forkfuls of the sugary substance.
You shook your head in amusement as you trained your focus back on everyone, “Tom and I were talking a while ago about something and well..” You turned to look at your husband who was already beaming with excitement.
“Wait hold on, are you-” Madison began, eyes wide as Tom grinned happily. “We’re pregnant again!” He cheered as everyone let out gasps of surprise as you both laughed.
“No freakin’ way!” Madison shouted excitedly, rushing over to give you a tight hug as Harrison and Jacob went to hug Tom. Natalie and Andrew smiled at the group, even though they were new they could see how much they all meant to each other.
“This is insane! You’re having another little Holland.” She screeched, making you laugh as you nodded your head. “Crazy right? We decided we wanted to have one more, Tom’s really hoping it’ll be a girl.” You smiled warmly at your friend as she covered her mouth, still in shock.
You glanced behind her seeing Andrew watching from his seat, you waved him over as he smiled and walked up to the both of you. “Congratulations Y/N.” He smiled as you thanked him.
“Who knows, maybe you two will be having your own little kids running around soon.” You wiggled your eyebrows at the two of them as they both let out laughs. “Hey now, slow down there, we’re nowhere near ready for that yet.” Madison shook her head as Andrew smirked.
“We’re taking everything one step at a time.” He agreed, nodding his head as Madison kissed his cheek gently. “That’s good to hear, I’m truly so happy for the two of you again.” You smiled at the two of them, rubbing Madison’s shoulder before breaking off to go over to Tom.
“So you’re going to have three little ones running around soon huh?” Harrison grinned as you walked up to Tom, wrapping your arm around his bicep. “Yup, and I can’t wait.” He chuckled as you leaned your head against his arm.
“Well, I can already tell that they’re going to grow up in a wonderful and loving family.” Natalie chimed in making your heart warm at her words. “Thank you, that’s very sweet of you to say.” You replied happily as Harrison wrapped an arm around her waist.
“If there’s anyone who’s fit for parenthood it’s you two.” Harrison agreed, making Tom smile. “Thanks mate, that means a lot.” He nodded his head at his friend as Jacob smiled. “Today really has been full of surprises huh?” He chuckled, making everyone laugh.
“It really has.” Harrison agreed, chuckling as Madison and Andrew walked up to them, glasses of champagne being handed out. “Not for you though, you get some lovely apple cider.” She teased, making you laugh.
Once everyone had a glass she raised hers into the air.
“I wanted to start this speech off by saying thank you for inviting us all here today, it means a lot that you would want to share all of this with us.” She began, looking around at everyone.
“That being said, here’s to friendship, family members who couldn’t be here with us today but are in spirit; along with family members we haven’t met yet, and new opportunities.” She smiled as she spoke as everyone listened quietly.
“We have all grown so much over the past years and I can’t wait for more amazing things to happen for all of us. I love you all.” She sniffled, getting slightly emotional as everyone smiled. She let out a quiet laugh, raising her glass out to everyone.
“Cheers to that!” Tom shouted as everyone cheered along with him, glasses clinking together as everyone took a sip.
After that Jacob decided to turn some music on, grooving around to the tunes as Madison and Andrew joined him, Harrison and Natalie joining as well. Whilst Mason and Henry were busy playing around in the yard as you turned to look at Tom.
He tilted his head down to look at you, his warm brown eyes scanning over your face as you made a funny face at him. He couldn’t help but laugh before pressing a soft loving kiss to your lips.
The kiss was short and sweet, but you could feel every ounce of love he put into it, something you’d cherish forever.
You both glanced around the backyard, looking at all the people that meant the world to you, content smiles on both of your faces as you held each other's hands. Tom’s thumb rubbing over yours as a smirk made its way onto his lips as he dragged you out to the dance floor.
You let out a laugh as he pulled you close to his chest, his arms wrapping around your waist as yours comfortably hung around his neck, your bodies swaying together. Laughter soon filled the air as everyone danced, having a blast together.
It was as if the skies cleared and the sun finally shone down on everyone.
Tom smiled down at you as you caressed his cheek lovingly.
“This is it huh?” You hummed, watching as he let out a chuckle. “Seems that way, things are only going to go up from here.” He replied happily, making you smile.
“As long as I’m with you, nothing else matters.” You murmured, his heart racing at your words as if it was the first time he heard them. “You complete me Y/N, forever and always.” He softly spoke, before pressing his lips against yours in a passionate kiss.
You eventually broke apart, your heart thumping wildly in your chest as he held you close, his eyes pouring into yours as you melted in his touch. You caressed his cheek once more, pulling him back in for a soft kiss.
“Forever and always.”
The End.
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the way to your heart - chapter eight
pairing: fuckboy!exbestfriend!Tom x reader | college au
summary: Tom Holland was your best friend in middle and high school and now he is the biggest player in college. Everything changed in only a few years and the only thing you want is to stay away from trouble, especially because Tom is the definition of trouble. But it is hard to stay away if there is a post-it note with a cheesy pickup line on your desk every day — from none other than Tom Holland.
warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, someone making out
word count: 1,5k
A/N: I’m on a run right now, so let’s enjoy it while it lasts ;))
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How often do you get the chance to do something better or different? How often do you get a second chance? Not a lot. Sometimes you only get a second chance when you do something for it. And sometimes life gives you a second chance when you fucked up the first.
You didn’t think it was your second chance with Tom when you two met on your first day of college, it was just a coincidence. But let’s be honest, there is a reason why you cross paths so much.
This time you are more than sure that it is the end. The notes are gone, Tom apologized, and now you both have to move on with your lives and forget this ever happened. This is an unspoken agreement. Right?
You try to stay focused and concentrate on the big stack of paper in front of you, but you just can’t anymore. You have been sitting in the library for a few hours now, even if it feels like the entire day, and the words seem to melt together. You need a coffee or a nap or just anything to get your mind off for a little.
And that’s when you hear his name.
You can’t help yourself but listen to the conversation between two girls that are sitting behind you, and a part of you hates yourself for doing this.
“I heard Tom is going to a house party on Friday. I think the boy throwing this party is in my math class. He’s cute too,” the girl says, and you can’t stop yourself from rolling your eyes. Of course, Tom is out there partying instead of studying or doing anything college related.
The other girl starts chuckling. “Do you really want to go to this party just to meet Tom?” she asks, “you know there is probably only a small chance that he’s going to talk to you.” As if he does not talk to every girl on this campus, and sadly he gets them all with his British charm and brown puppy eyes and chocolate curls. As if some girl would ever turn him down.
“I have to try. He is just so hot, you know,” the first girl gives back, and for a second you furrow your brows because you don’t understand it. What do all these girls see in Tom? There is no chance in hell that they don’t know what he is doing all day and especially all night on campus. So why do they all like him so much?
You once read something about how you still remember all the little details about someone even if they aren’t in your life anymore, and nothing has hit you harder since Tom’s post-it notes.
Would all the girls still drool over the brunette if they knew that he cries when he watches Disney movies? Or that he gets freaking stubborn over his favorite chocolate? Or that he loved it to lay in your lap while you read him something out of a book?
Would they still want him if they knew that he needs more time to do his hair than you need for your entire morning routine? Or that he would exchange you for a new PlayStation game without a second thought?
Thinking about it for a second, you cannot believe that you loved all this so much about him because all this made him who he was. And in some way, all these habits were cute and kind of funny. Especially the hair one was your favorite thing to annoy him with.
The corners of your mouth curl up in a smile as you remember all your annoying jokes and all the teasing, all the inside jokes, and the many moments you only needed to look into each other’s eyes to know that the other was laughing about you in their head.
It is unfair that all the good memories with an old friend or lover or whatever hurt so much more than the bad ones. Good memories make you smile, but they sting in your heart too.
So yes, what do you do with all the information about someone that is not there anymore?
The girls behind you continue their talk about Tom, but you don’t listen to it anymore. You don’t want to hear about how charming and good-looking he is. A while later you don’t even want to hear his name anymore, so you pack your things together and leave the library.
But as if your life wants to give you a lesson for whatever, you run into the brunette boy as soon as the big doors fall close behind you. You almost stumble over your own feet as you come to a halt a few meters in front of him.
It is dark outside already and the streetlights aren’t always the best, so there could be a chance that this is not Tom, but no, no other laugh sounds like his. Nobody knows this better than you.
Tom is leaning against the opposite building, laughing and talking about something, and a girl with blonde hair is pressed against his chest. One of her hands is placed on his body while the other is curling a hair strand around her finger, and you just know that she thinks that this is the best day of her life. You can see it in her gaze. They all look like this when they get attention from Tom.
The brunette leans down a bit and whispers something in her ear that makes her chuckle, and you think you can see her blush. It is almost unfair that he only needs to say some compliments or cute things, and they are head over heals for him instantly.
But who are you to talk? Tom was your best friend, he got you pulled into his charm too. He is just a person that you want to be friends with, and not only because of his looks. But because he is friendly and funny and a good listener and everything makes a lot more fun if he is there.
He just never used it to get girls to fall for him, or worse, to only get girls to sleep with him.
The next thing you know is that Tom places his hands on the girls waist and pulls her even closer to him before he kisses her, and you scrunch up your face in disgust because it is not a sweet little kiss.
You would vomit, but that would only gain their attention, or maybe not, it seems like they are pretty focused on their make out session. Gross. It is a wonder that they did not notice you already but let’s say that their chemistry is too big to notice everything else.
You turn around and walk away from them as far as possible, your things pressed against your chest as if they are the only thing that keeps you from drowning. You don’t look back, but that does not change the fact that your chest feels tight.
At some point you were far past sadness and hurt and the anger came crawling up your body, even if you did not want to. But that is the thing with emotions, you can’t control them. The anger was there now, and oh boy, you have a lot of it.
“Do you want to get some milkshakes later?” Nate asks and nudges your foot gently with his.
The two of you are sitting opposite each other on a bench on campus. The blonde wanted to hang out after his last class, and you never say no to sitting in the sun and talking with a friend.
You look up from your book with a wide smile. “What question is this?” you raise your eyebrows, “you know I would never say no to a chocolate milkshake.”
He laughs. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry, y/n. I will never ask this question again.”
“Good,” you smile. You clap your book shut and put it back into your backpack. “I only have one class left today. Do you talk to Steph?” you turn around to him. “I’m gonna be done by 3pm, I think.”
“Yeah I’ll talk to her. Have fun,” he says as you stand up and swing your backpack over your shoulder.
You roll your eyes. “Math is never fun.” Nate cracks a smile, and you wave him goodbye before you turn around.
“By the way it’s your turn!” he shouts after you and laughs when you show him your middle finger. He is an idiot but you love him.
Sliding off your chair at the end of your class, you let out a small sigh and grab your backpack to put all your stuff back. It takes you a moment to notice the small yellow paper on the back of your chair, and your heart misses a beat when you realize it.
For a second, you weight off your decisions, maybe you do not have to read it because you sure as hell don’t want to. But your curiosity is bigger, so you grab the note and let your eyes wander over it, and as soon as you are done, you crumble it up. This is enough.
Well, here I am. What were your other two wishes? -T
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Warnings: language, mentions of alcohol, usual typos
You were sitting in your classroom reading through your textbook and waiting for the professor to come, when all of a sudden the sound of whispers followed by an eruption of laughter coming from the group of frat boys caught your attention. You raised your head and look at them through the frames of you glasses only to see all of them looking at you making you even more self-conscious
Shifting your attention back your book you heard an even louder sound of laughter erupt from them; of course they must've been talking about you, there was no doubt there. If anyone had handed you a surprise test you would have aced it, but if you were put at any social event you would pass out just at the thought of, that is why college was a nightmare. You had no idea how these bozos could go to a party every second day and yet be alive at this point.
Soon enough the lecture was over and you were collecting your things to head to your next class, you realized that the only way to do so was to pass the group of boys. Clutching on to your things you successfully passed their posse, or so you thought.
"Hey Y/n!" One of them called out, you grimaced before turning, "We're having this party today would you like to come?" He teased. No one had ever seen you at any party and now it was just a teasing game to them, but you hated being a goody-too-shoes. "Knock it off guys," A certain brown haired said as he himself tried to hold back his laughter, "I'm sure she doesn't time to let loose, she must be having a tea party with her stuffed animals." He teased as they all burst into fits of laughter making you storm out in anger, you had enough of it and now it was your turn to have your fun.
Walking up to the door of the frat house in you blue dress that barely reached your knees, a shiver running down your spine as the wind began to pick up. There was no need to knock on the gigantic doors of the house they were already open. Entering the house it looked like every typical frat party you had seen in movies and tv shows, butterflies interrupting in your stomach as you walked around.
There were many students from your classes who were there and were shocked to see you; of course it was your first ever party because you had no idea what you were supposed to do. The music boomed around the house as you walked deeper in, hoping to find someone you know, and you did but not in the position you expected to see them. The same mope of brown curls that teased you earlier, Tom, he had his hands wrapped around some girls waist and making out with her. You internally gagged at the site and began to walk away thinking it was a bad idea.
You were almost out the door when the faint calling of your name reached your ears over the music. It was the same boy who was just pushing his tongue down that girls throat moments ago, "Hey you made it!" He exclaimed and pulled you into a hug, hesitantly you were in his embrace and inhaling his cologne mixed with alcohol.
"Sorry I was just about to leave."
"What why?" he asked.
"Isn't it kind of obvious? I don't belong here." You said wrapping your arms around your self.
"That's because you haven't given it a chance, come on!" He stated and took your hand, dragging you back in. "Wait here." He said, leaving you stranded in one corner. Moments later he came back with a red solo cup in one hand and a bottle of beer in the other, "Here." He said handing you the cup. "What's this?" You asked.
"Well I'm assuming you've never had alcohol so I got you coke."
"I thought you would be corrupting me." You raised an eyebrow. He smirked and lowered his head, his lips near your ear, "Baby steps darling." He whispered, your cheeks turning into a tint of red at the sound of that nickname. And that's when you thought, 'Screw baby steps'.
You caught him off guard by snatching the beer bottle from his hand and downing almost half the bottle in a go. "Woah, woah slow down there!" He coaxed, your face scrunching up when the bottle left your lips. It might have been little but your head was already spinning a bit.
"You okay?" He chuckled at the sight of how adorable you looked, you nodded and reached again for the bottle when he stopped you, "Normally I would allow this but I'm cutting you off."
"What? Come on, let me have it!" You whined, he tried to stop you by putting his hand behind his back, trying to reach out for it you realized how your arms were around him; standing chest to chest as you stared into his chocolate brown like eyes. "Tom!" His friend called him causing the two to brake eyes contact. Taking the opportunity you took the bottle out of his grip, and making a run for it. He chased you, pushing himself through the sea of people, this is the first time he's ever done anything like this, being secretly glad that you came.
You downed the entire bottle and waited behind a pillar waiting for Tom, when suddenly his strong arms wrapped around your waist, your back was pressed against his strong chest as he spun you around; a giggle escaping your lips. "I'm cutting you off." He laughed putting you down as you turned and faced him, wrapping your arms around his neck; you were clearly drunk.
A surge of confidence came over you, "Kiss me." You whispered.
"No."
"Why not?" You whined.
"This isn't like you."
"Then what is like me?"
"Being a cute nerd is like more you."
"You think I'm cute?" You furrowed your eyebrows as he shrugged, a small smile crept on his lips. "You should get home y/n."
"What aren't you going to bed me?" You asked him, "Isn't this what you do? Get a girl drunk and then sleep with her?"
"Yeah, but you're not the type of girl to have one night stands with." You gave him a confused look, "You're the type of girl I'd take on dates and stuff." He confessed, okay so maybe he had been harboring a crush over you and that is why he acted like a dick and teased you. "Did I make you go all soft?" He nodded answering your question. "Then kiss me." He did smiling into the kiss as did you.
Who knew just a kiss could make him a changed man, and he even proved you by asking you out the next day, and taking you on cute little dates further on. He paid no mind to the teasing of how soft he went for you by his friends as long as he was with you, nothing could get to him.
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Cinnamon Coffee | Part Two
A/N: So, I’m being nice this week, posting part two only a couple of days after Part One. That’s only because I’m going away in one week, and I wanna post every request left before I leave. So enjoy Part Two, I don’t know if it’s as good as part one.
Pairing: College!Fuckboy!Tom Holland x Reader
Words: 3K
Warnings: Mentions of sex, tears and swearing.
PART ONE
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The walk of shame. That’s what (Y/N) was doing right now. She was still half-drunk, holding her heels and bra on her hands, dress all wrinkled and makeup melting on her face, that including the stains left by her lipstick and mascara. She was crying and praying to not be seen by anyone. Lucky enough, her dorm was close to Tom’s. Actually, she didn’t know if that was a good or a bad thing, because he would get to her in seconds.
The whole building was empty, everyone was at the party and it was pretty late, which meant that the showers were also empty. She spent a whole lotta time under the hot water, as if it would somehow get the bad feeling out of her. She cleaned her makeup and all the gross body fluid out of her and slided down to sit on the ground, hug her legs and cry. She needed a good cry, and the most of all, she needed to be alone.
Not that what happened tonight wasn’t good, it was fucking amazing. But she knew that right after she came, that was it, she was nothing else to him than a trophy. He got her in his bed, and that was it. Even if she denied it with all of her strength, she liked Tom. She liked every time he called her something nice, or did a nice gesture like getting her coffee or holding her books. But she shut him out because she knew she would break her heart, because after all, Tom was nothing else but a player. Giving in and going to bed with him was a huge mistake, because she had given him what he wanted all along. He didn’t even really cared about her.
She got into her most comfortable clothes and thanked God that her roommate was going to spend the night at her girlfriend’s room, which was all the way across campus. That way, she could have a good cry alone and not have to explain it to anyone. She cried herself to sleep that night, not before glancing up to the window, with the sun coming up outside.
Tom got really worried about her. He dressed up in a blink of an eye and looked for her everywhere, but she was long gone. The first place he went to was her dorm, but her room had its light off, curtains opened and no sign of the girl. He started to really worry about her, going back to the party to see if he could find her or someone she was friends with, and nothing. He spent the rest of the night looking for her around campus, finally giving up when it was 8 PM. He needed coffee.
He slowly walked to the café right next to her dorm to find the usual barista working along the sound of a soft music. He was tired, and that’s why he didn’t usually ordered his tea and decided to go for a coffee instead. Tom is not going to be able to shut his eyes until he found her.
“Hello Tom, your usual?” The barista, Lizzie asked and he shook his head no.
“I want a coffee today.”
“The cinnamon latte?” She asked. It was his other regular order, as he usually gives it to (Y/N).
“No, humm… Espresso.” She nodded and went to do his coffee. He looked outside, the sun barely shining, but it was day already. He glance at her window and his heart ached, maybe she was already there. “Do you mind if I leave quickly? I won’t take long.”
“I’ll just get your coffee done.” She said and he nodded.
“Thanks.”
He ran outside, all the way through his window. One girl tried to talk to him, but he ignored her, going straight to (Y/N)’s window. He leaned against the glass and by a small gap between the curtains he was able to see her sound asleep in bed. He sighed in relief, she was alright. So, Tom decided to go back to the café to get his order.
“Can you give me that cinnamon latte, also two banana breads, and some of those mini croissants. The chocolate and the butter ones.”
“You can drink your coffee while I do the rest.” She smiled, knowing he was ordering (Y/N)’s full order. “Do I draw the little heart right next to her name?”
“Please.” He asked softly and she nodded.
It didn’t take long to get the order ready, but long enough for him to finish his small espresso while listening to that soft song and the sound of the coffee machine. He paid for the whole order and tipped the barista. He didn’t rush to get to her, because he wanted to let her sleep for a bit more. But soon he was standing in front of her window, knocking softly to not scare her off in her sleep.
(Y/N) blinked a couple of times before opening her eyes, woken up by soft knocks on her window. The clock said it was a little passed 8 AM and she had slept for only 3 hours and a couple of minutes. She rubbed her eyes and sat in bed, looking around, and she was all alone. She slightly opened the curtains to find Tom standing there with coffee and a bag. She closed the curtain right in his face and he knocked again.
“(Y/N), please let me talk to you.”
“I don’t wanna talk right now Tom.” She mumbled now back in her bed. She felt the tears floating back to her, as she hugged her legs again, as if that would somehow shield her from all the emotions coming towards her.
“Please, I’m so worried about you baby.” He said once again and that made (Y/N)’s heart ache. She wiped a tear away and didn’t answer. “I spent the whole night looking for you, please let me in.”
“I just wanna be alone.” He closed his eyes outside the window, pressing his lips together and desperately wanting to talk to her. He nodded, but he wasn’t ready to give up yet. (Y/N) stood there, crying and not bothered by Tom anymore, at least until she heard knocks on the door. “Please, let me rest.”
“I brought you coffee. Your favourite. And I also brought banana bread and mini croissants, the chocolate and the butter ones." Her heart warmed up, but it was still shattered. Somehow, she got some strength to get up and open the door. He smiled warmly and handed her the things he said. "If you really don't wanna talk, I can just drop this for you and go away. I was so worried."
"Stay." She whispered but it was enough for him to listen and follow her into the room. She rested the food over her table and sat in bed again, in the same position she was before, watching him sit next to her and make himself comfortable.
"Why did you run?"
"I-It's just… I swore to myself I would never sleep with you, and once we did it, I broke vow and I was just… Too much for me. And I'm all sorrow and everything hurts…" She crumbled even more, and his heart ached to see her like that.
"D-Did I hurt you?" He was shaking, scared of the answer. She didn't know what do say. He got her hair away from her neck to find a whole lot of dark marks around there. Tom's heart ached and he let a tear scape. "I'm so sorry baby girl, I didn't wanna hurt you, I just wanted to make you feel good."
"You did make me feel good. It was amazing. But what hurted me the most was that it was all I was going to get from you."
"What do you mean?"
"It means that after it was done, you would simply forget about me and collect my name as one of your trophies." She glanced back at him and Tom was crying too.
"I could never forget about you. I never did all of those things to get you to my bed. I genuinely like you." He held her hand and caressed it softly. "I know I'm not a good guy and that I don't deserve you, but I couldn't help but think you're the most beautiful girl in the world."
"Tom…" She sobbed and he stopped her.
"I just wish I didn't hurt you." He said, now looking down to his lap. "I just hope you're okay."
"It's just, you do it to every girl. How could I be so special to the point where I would have special treatment?"
"You're so special, and precious darling." He wiped one tear away from her face. "You're funny, you're kind, you're beautiful, inside and out. I let my feelings float when I was around you and I wish I didn't let my strong dom side be so hard on you, and I wish I could have properly asked you on a date."
"I really like you Tom, I just wish you would stop messing around with girls."
"I only did it because I thought you didn't want me." He said, tearing again. "I didn't sleep all night, looking for you. I came by, but you weren't in your room. I thought something had happened to you, I was so worried."
"I spent a good time crying in the shower." She chuckled, but her whole body hurted. She moaned in pain, shutting her eyes closed. "Everything fucking hurts."
"Do you have Tylenol? Or any painkiller?"
"My purse, right there on the table."
He got through the purse he had sticked many post-its with cute messages for her and got a painkiller out of it. He handed to her along with her latte and she leaned back to her pillow and drank it while they remained silent. He entwined their fingers and caressed the back of her hand. She closed her eyes, feeling his fingers massage her hand.
"I really like you too." He said, smiling tenderly to her.
"Thank you for the coffee." She said, resting it on the table next to her. She opened the bag and handed him one of the banana breads.
"I bought it for you, darling."
"I want to share. You must be starving." He nodded and took it as she smiled at him. "It means so much to me, the little things. Like, getting me breakfast, worrying about me."
"You deserve so much more."
"I have all I need." She kissed his cheek and started to eat one of the croissants.
They ate the whole thing silently, sometimes caressing each other, causing smiles to come out whenever that happened. They talked and apologized to each other for being such idiots with the other. Once they finished it, he got up to throw the things away, and yamned midway.
"You must be tired." She said and he nodded, rubbing his eyes.
"I think I might just go back to my dorm and sleep."
"C'mere." She said, pulling him by the wrist, making him sit in bed again. She sat in front of him and held his face between her hands, leaving a small peck on his lips. Tom smiled and she pulled him to lie down. She was facing him, but their legs were entwined and he was playing with her face while her hands rested on his chest.
"My pretty angel. You're heaven sent." He kissed her forehead and rested his chin on the top of her head. "It's so good to sleep and know you're safe."
"And that we're together."
"That's even better." He kissed the top of her head. "I promise to be gentle with you next times. I promise to take care of you, get you all the coffees and croissants you want and I promise to never let you go."
"I promise not to be a bitch and not so insecure about us."
He stroked her hair and she smiled with his touch, hugging him to get even closer, as if it was somehow possible. She rested her head at the crook of his neck while his nose was buried on her hair.
"Baby girl." He said, very low.
"Yeah."
"This feeling of having you in my arms is the most amazing one in the world. My pretty angel."
"Why do you always call me pretty angel?"
"Because that's how I see you. And I'm calling you MY pretty angel. You're mine now."
"I'm yours for a long time now."
"And I'm yours as well. You have my heart since the first day." He continued to stroke her hair and she smiled. "I think I'm falling for you."
"That's good."
"Why?"
"Because I might be falling for you too." This was his turn to smile and glue their lips in their first real kiss, one filled with real feelings. They smiled during the kiss, taking as much time as they could, and they had plenty of it. They separated when air was need, smiling so hard that their faces hurted.
“My pretty angel.” He caressed her face. “Where do you want to be taken for a first date?”
“Anywhere, as long as it is with you.”
“I’ll think about something. Now can we please sleep?” He yawned and she nodded, turning around so he could pull her to sleep with him.
“If my roommate comes in and find us like this, she’s never gonna leave me alone again.” She giggled and he shrugged.
“I don’t really care, you know.” He said, kissing the back of her neck. "Let's just… talk later."
"Alright." She pressed him tighter against her, getting even more comfortable around him.
“Sweet dreams baby girl.”
“Sweet dreams darling.”
(...)
It was Saturday again, a couple of weeks after that one party. (Y/N) was at her usual spot, this time not reading alone, but trying to get a little sun with Poppy, her roomate. They were enjoying their conversation when one person came around them. He wasn’t doing what he used to do every Saturday morning. This time, he was dressed up properly, holding three strawberry smoothies.
“Good morning ladies.” Tom said, sitting next to (Y/N), delivering both the girls one smoothie.
“Uhm… Thank you.” Poppy thanked, taking the smoothie.
“Somebody is being sweet today.” (Y/N) giggled and Tom threw his arm around her.
“I’m always sweet. I’m made of pure honey, baby girl.” He said, and she left a small peck on his lips.
Some girls passed through whispering and staring with very ugly face. (Y/N) recognized them as the girls that used to always be running after Tom across the campus, but he never actually talked to them. Since the party events and since they talked about their relationship, they started to be more public, and just like that, the hottest guy on campus was dating someone, and that caused a lot of hate towards them. Tom and (Y/N) were the main topic of many conversations, and it somehow still makes (Y/N) laugh.
“Dude, this girls are so mad that we are together.” She giggled, taking another sip of her smoothie. “How is it going to the desired boy in campus?”
“I think almost every girl I had on my contact list blocked me. But that’s okay, I only need the number of two.”
“Two?” (Y/N)’s blood boiled in jealousy and Tom chuckled.
“Yeah, you fool. Yours and my mum’s.” She rolled her eyes and he smiled, pulling her to another kiss. “You’re jealous already?”
“I’m not jealous.” She crossed her arms and he kissed all over her face to make her soften. “Stop it! I hate losing an argument because of kisses.”z
“Seriously, I still don’t know how you guys happened.” Poppy said, now halfway done with her smoothie. “I mean, she was cursing you with all of her strength two weeks ago, and now she’s kissing you.”
“That’s called repressed love, darling.” Tom said and it made the girl under his arm roll her eyes.
“That’s not it.”
“Really?”
“You haven’t even asked me to be your girlfriend yet.” She crossed her arms and puffed her chest.
“Well, I’m waiting for the right moment.” Poppy giggled.
“I always knew you two would end up together.” She pointed at the couple, still giggling.
“You did?” (Y/N) furrowed her brows and Poppy nodded.
“Of course I did. I’m not stupid. You talked about Tom… A lot! And you would keep staring at him like undressing him with your eyes. Kind of gross, actually.”
“I fucking knew it!” He said, pointing to the girl right next to him.
“You don’t have moral until you actually ask me to be your girlfriend.”
“Shut up love.” He kissed her and pulled her to his lap.
“So, I guess I’ll see my girlfriend, because I don’t like being the third wheel.” Poppy got up and pulled her purse up.
“Hey, maybe we should go on a double date sometime.” Tom said and (Y/N) nodded, agreeing with him.
“Yeah, maybe after he asks me to be his girlfriend just like Gen did to you, Pops.”
“Oh for fuck sake! Will you be my girlfriend?” Tom asked, now angry at her and she giggled, kissing him briefly.
“Not yet.”
“You’re confusing me!”
“Now you know how I get with all of these feelings.”
“Just accept it, (Y/NN)!” Poppy shouted, now much far away.
“I don’t think I will.” She glanced at Tom and kept staring at his eyes for long seconds. “Or maybe these eyes will make me accept it.”
“So do it.” He whispered, taking her lips again.
“I do want to be your girlfriend, Thomas.”
“Good, cause I don’t know what I would do if you didn’t want to.” She smiled and got up, standing one hand in the air for helping him get up. “What are you doing?”
“I wanna do some things with my boyfriend.” She said, getting really close to his ear. “But I don’t think that kind of stuff is proper to make in public.” He smiled at what she said, feeling his trousers get tight down there, only with her words.
“So my room or yours?”
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