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punkwixes · 1 year

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also. lmao. sometimes these people just act like you CAN’T make ~meaningful memories~ with an ebook. like, you’re only reading ebooks at your desk in your bedroom at 11:30pm or whatever

and it’s like. sorry! i have really nice memories with my ebooks actually!

i LOVE being able to take my books with me on my phone. when i started working at my last job, five years ago, we had JUST enough downtime we were allowed to read if all the cleaning was done, so people would bring books to work, and it was like. when we had a free minute they would have to trudge over to their tiny mailboxes where they’d have wedged a book into the slot, if they were lucky, because there was no other storage space. and then find somewhere to sit and read it for 5-10 minutes.

but meanwhile i wasn’t allowed to read the books i had on my phone, but also at the time i literally didn’t have like, a backpack/bag to carry a physical book in as i rode the bus lmao. it was fine, i didn’t super mind, i just wound up doing extra tasks because the managers would get snotty about me Being On That Damn Phone as if i did not have an ebook on there.

anyways when i worked in the assisted living building i was the only person from my department down there, so i could use my phone as much as i wanted! my most Vivid memory of anything from fall 2021 is that i read harrow the ninth in bits and pieces while i was working, which was perhaps not the ideal way to read it. or maybe it was, i don’t know! i know that i enjoyed the experience as like, bits and pieces of chapters parsed between making coffee or whatever.

it took me over a month, which is a LONG time for me to read a book, it was just like — it was my Work Book. i associated going to work so strongly with getting to read more of ht9 lmao.

anyways i finished the book (minus the epilogue) on this like… really Nice fall day. the sky was cloudy & a storm was coming in but it was still like mildly warm/breezy out so they’d opened the back doors to the dining room. and i had all my work done so i just sat on the back porch and read as the clouds got darker & the wind got stronger until it started raining & i realized that i almost fucked up and missed dinner prep.

like! that’s the kind of memory i couldn’t have made without ebooks lmao… even if i had lugged a book to work & had somewhere to store it, i was only able to sit out there and read because at Any second i could get up, pocket my phone, and get to work if smth came up!

#oh ALSO i have a memory of a few days Before this experience #where i was sitting in the dining room and live texting my reaction to laura just like On The Verge Of Tears or w/e #oh ALSO: reading the southern reach trilogy at the portland airport after crying for an hour and a half because i missed my fiancé #felt like i extremely Understood it in that moment

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borhapparker · 5 years

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secret santa | tom holland x female!reader

a/n: this is for a special little gift as a secret santa! (previously posted on another tumblr)

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This was the first year you were spending Christmas with Tom’s family, always spending other holidays with yours, you both realized it was time for a change. Your family wasn’t objecting, wanting you to spend equal time with both sides of the family, and they had a big party anyway, so you had prepared yourself to spend the holidays with the Hollands. In advance, Tom had told you that they were doing a Secret Santa between the family members, and that they had wrote you in, getting Nikki to send you your Secret Santa, and realizing you had an easy member of the family: Tom. Yet, at the same time, it was hard knowing what he would’ve wanted.

On the days leading up to the Holidays, Tom had pestered you about who you had gotten for Secret Santa, yet you never budged. He didn’t either, wanting to not spoil the surprise, knowing that whoever he had gotten would like their gift.

Three days before leaving, you had headed to the local mall, wanting to search for the perfect gift for Tom, already having some things in mind. With a list in hand, you began your search, waking through various stores, admiring different objects and trinkets, as well as some electronics, yet nothing caught your eye till you finally thought of a couple gifts you could put together.

Tom, back at home, was preparing his gift. Holding the small box in his hands, he smiled, before wrapping it in the beautiful paper and placing it among the others in the gift bag. His thoughts were flooded with emotions, nerves coursing through his veins as he thought about his gift. Was it good enough? Would they like it? What if they hate it? Yet, he pushed those thoughts to the back of his head, finishing wrapping his gifts before placing the bag in the trunk of his car, hidden from view.

Your trip to the mall had finally ended, as you ordered what you were looking for, bought a couple items, arms heavy with bags, as you headed to your car. A smile was on your face, knowing your search had been successful, and hopefully, Tom would like his gifts. Heading home, your thoughts flooded on Tom’s reactions: Excited? Elated? Surprised? Disappointed? Sad? Pushing those thoughts to the back of your head, you smiled, knowing he would like your gifts either way.

It was now Christmas Eve, as you walked through the door of the Holland household, your gift in your hand and Tom’s hand in yours. Paddy was the first to greet both of you, opening the door for you guys and smiling, happiness being displayed on his face as he ushered both of you in. The rest of the family was busy finishing dinner and putting some gifts under the tree, as you made your way to Nikki, a smile on your lips.

As soon as she saw you, she brought you in for a hug, rubbing your back in appreciation, “I’m so glad you came, Y/n!”

“Thank you for having me, Nikki!” you said, removing your arms from her body as you walked behind her, enveloping Sam and Elysia, who were both cooking alongside Nikki. “It’s so good to see all of you! How have you been?”

Elysia smiled at you, “Good! Just got back from my trip, so it’s been tiring. How have you been? Did you get the job you were talking to me about last time?”

Nodding, she squealed in delight for you and wrapped you in another hug before Sam congratulated you as well. Heading out of the kitchen, not before taking a small spoonful of the food they were making, you greeted Harry, who was fiddling with his camera alongside Dom. Hugging both, they smiled at you, as Harry aimed the camera at you, before taking a picture, keeping the camera away from you so you wouldn’t delete the picture.

You headed to the living room, placing your gift under the tree among the other wrapped presents, before heading to the dining room, where Tom was with Sam while they dug into a dip with chips. Walking to the kitchen, you helped alongside Elysia and Nikki, finishing dinner, before setting the table, and placing the dishes on the table. As soon as the aroma trailed through the house, the table was full, everyone sitting and waiting for the rest.

You took your seat next to Tom, and across from Harry, your fingers interlocking with Tom’s underneath the table between your chairs. Smiling at him, he returned your affection, placing a kiss on the top of your hand as the family watched, even Elysia watched with a smile on her face.

As soon as everyone sat, they started eating, each serving themselves a plate as the conversations filtered around the dinner table. Your name was mentioned a couple times as you laughed along with the rest, smiling and exchanging playful banter between Paddy and Harry, Tom occasionally joining in.

Throughout the dinner, Nikki noticed. She noticed Tom’s occasional shaking of his hand, the smile he gave you, the lingering gazes. You were sitting right next to him, yet you didn’t notice the little things. Nikki had been married for a long time, and she noticed those gazes Tom was giving you. She had purposefully chosen Tom’s Secret Santa for him, knowing he had a gift he had been waiting to give them yet never having the perfect moment to give them the gift.

Sam noticed the gazes too, the lingering touches, the arm around her shoulder, the smile on his face. It never seemed to fade, and he realized that how Tom felt around you, is how he felt when he was with Elysia. He realized that Tom truly was in love, and saw how you had opened up to everyone, not only Tom, but to the whole family. You looked happy, bright, in love. He knew about the Secret Santa exchange, and he was elated to find out everyone’s reactions.

“So, everyone almost done?” Nikki asked as everyone nodded, as you all cleared the table before heading to the living room, sitting on the couch and the floor around the Christmas tree.

“So, who wants to start with their gift?” Sam raised his hand as he grabbed his gift from underneath the tree and turned to Paddy.

“Merry Christmas, Paddy!” he thanked him with a hug, before opening his gift, revealing a new video game, a poster for his favorite band and a headset.

Paddy then grabbed his gift, handing it to Harry, who thanked him as well and then opened his own gift. The camera he had wanted all year, some new vinyls, and a signed shirt of his favorite singer.

It went around until it was just you and Tom. You wanted to go first, handing Tom his gift as he smiled, hugging you and kissing you on the cheek before opening the gifts.

You had gotten him a t-shirt you had seen that was perfect for him, displaying some text featuring Spider-Man, as he laughed when he read it, the smile reaching his eyes. Reaching inside the bag, he grabbed onto a small box which contained the watch he had been eyeing for a while now. Not only that, but at the bottom of the bag, he found an envelope. Opening it, he pulled out the letter first, reading it and noticing it was correspondence between his manager and you, where he granted you and Tom a month of vacation days, and inside the envelope contained bookings to a hotel in Barcelona.

“Surprise! Your manager said your vacation days had piled up so I wanted to use them. We’re leaving in a week.” you said, smile on your face as Tom brought you in for a hug, kissing your shoulder before letting go and bringing your lips to his for a quick kiss.

“Thank you love, this was an amazing surprise.” Tom said, before reaching back and handing you his gift.

Smiling, you grabbed the bag, opening it and noticing various different presents inside. Unbeknownst to you, Harry had taken out his camera and begun taking pictures, as Nikki recorded on her phone.

You slowly took out the box on the bottom, opening it and noticing a shirt folded. Tom told you to keep looking through, as you obliged, putting the tshirt aside without reading it and taking out the next box, which contained a beautiful thin necklace with a single T in the middle. Before you could grab the last box, Tom reached over and grabbed it, before bringing you up to a standing position.

“Y/n, I have so much to say, yet as soon as I looked into your eyes, I completely forgot what was on my mind.” he softly chuckled before taking your hands, “I love you, and have loved you for a long time. “Since we met on set after Laura introduced us, becoming friends before we dated, all the memories we shared together during our breaks and while we filmed. It definitely was the most fun I’ve had with anyone other than Harrison and my brothers, and I appreciate you for every moment we’ve shared together. These past 2 years have been bliss to me, and I really hope we can continue this, for many more years to come.” Slowly, Tom brought himself down on one knee as you covered your mouth, tears brimming your eyes as you looked at the man you loved, down on one knee. “Here’s to many more, darling. Will you marry me?”

Nodding, tears rolled down your cheeks as you smiled so wide your jaw began to hurt, “Yes! Yes, I’ll marry you!”

Tom stood up and enveloped you in a hug, as his family clapped and Harry kept taking pictures. Slowly sliding the ring onto your finger, you looked up at him with adoration in your eyes. Unlatching himself from you, he bent down again to grab the discarded t-shirt and unfolding it, showing you the design.

“Ms. Holland.” turning it around, you laughed at the t-shirt print, “Caught in his web.” with an arrow pointing to the right.

“I love it.” you said, as Tom smiled at you, before you turned back to his family. Posing for quick pictures, you went to hug each of them, knowing now that they would soon become permanently part of your family.

What a Christmas surprise.

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