just rediscovered the cutest pic of tom² back from the infinity war press tour

we really had it all back then :,,,)

Painting (T.H Imagine)

You had just moved into a new house with your husband recently. You and Tom had began house hunting ever since you decided that you wanted to start a family together. It was Tom’s idea to get a new house. He wanted his kids to grow up just like him and his brothers and that didn’t involve the cosy little flat you lived in previously. It was also Tom’s idea to paint the house together when you suggested getting someone to paint it for you.

You woke up early in the morning and decided to make a big breakfast for the long day ahead. You were flipping pancakes when you felt two arms sneak around your waist. “Mornin’ love”, Tom mumbled in a raspy voice. “Good morning”, you kissed his cheek and went back to flipping pancakes. “Need any help?”, he nuzzled his head into your neck and kissed it softly. “Yeah I haven’t made coffee yet”, you replied as Tom made his way to the coffee machine.

You set the table and Tom came over with a cup of coffee for you and a cup of tea for himself. “Tea, really?”, you chuckled. “Yeah why? What’s wrong with that?” “Nothing. You’re just so English”, you laughed. Tom laugh slightly and took a seat next to you. “Woah! Pancakes, bacon and eggs! Okay what happen? Did you mix up the washing again and ruin my white shirts?”, he asked suspiciously. “No! And that was an accident! You said you wouldn’t bring it up again. I just thought we would need all the strength we could get since we’re painting today”, you explained.

You finished up eating and Tom helped you to clean up. Then you began getting ready to paint. You threw on a pair of old shorts and one of Tom’s old shirts. You started clearing out your bedroom and waited for Tom to move out the heavy stuff. “So we have to start with a base colour first”, Tom said taking out all the paint brushes. “Okay, what should I do?” “You can cut” “Huh?”, you were confused. “Cut, like paint around windows and door frames. It’s called cutting. Besides your hand is more steadier than mine”,he explained handing you a small paint brush.

You began painting and you were flicking the brush up and down until you realised that you had flicked some paint onto Tom’s hair. He didn’t notice but it was enough to make you giggle. “What are you laughing about?”, he asked confused. “Nothing”, you held back a little more laughter. After a while he decided to take a toilet break and when he returned, he had an evil smirk on his face. “What are you smiling about?”, now you were confused. “Oh nothing”, he said still smiling.

A little while later, you felt paint being smeared on you face. “Tom!”, you gasped. “Yes dear”, he said innocently. “What was that for?”, you laughed. “That was for flicking paint on me earlier. And that”, he smeared paint on the other side of your face, “is for future flicking.” You turned around and continued to paint but you were planning your revenge sliently.

You coated your hands with paint, walked up to Tom and kissed him deeply. He dropped the paint brush and wrapped his arms around your waist. He did exactly what you wanted him to do. You smirked into the kiss. He was defenseless, now was the right time to make your move. You placed your paint coated hands in his hair and rubbed it in. He moaned into the kiss, not realizing what you were actually doing. You pulled away and began laughing at the sight of him. His hair was coated in paint and sticking up in certain places. “What’s so funny love?”, he asked touching his hair and noticing traces on paint’

“Oh now you’re gonna get it!”, he said as he chased you out of the room. You tried your best to run away but Tom was too fast for you. He tackled you down and began rubbing his messy hair on your face.

“Tom! Stop!”, you giggled as you tried to push him off you but failed. “Not until you apologize!”, Tom replied as he now started to tickle your sides. “Alright! Alright!”, you said trying to catch your breathe, “ I’m sorry!” “For?”, he asked with an evil smile as he continued to tickle you. “I’m sorry for messing your hair with paint!”, you yell out while laughing. “And?”, Tom asked as he still tickled you. “And you’re the best boyfriend ever”, you replied laughing.

“That was all you needed to say love”, he said as he rolled into the floor beside you. “You’re evil”, you said catching your breathe. “And you’re helping me get this shit out of my hair”, he laughed pointing to his messy hair. “Nah uh, I’m way to tried”, you said getting up when you feel Tom grab your legs and throw you over his shoulder. “I didn’t say you had a choice!”, he smacks your butt as he makes his way to the bathroom.

A/N : This was inspired by the time i painted my room. I had it in my drafts for ages but never got around to completing it until now. This is also my first post in like 6 months cause I’ve been busy studying. I hope you guys like it❤✌

Family Feud (T.H Imagine)

“Don’t touch my stuff again!” “Fine! But only if you stop nagging me about it! You’re so annoying!”

“They’re at it again”, you said to Tom as you peeped over the couch, “We should probably go talk to them.” “Or strangle them”, Tom replied sarcastically. “Not it!”, you yelled and made a run for it. “Argh! She always does that!”, Tom groaned making his way to the kitchen.

You had a big family of 4 kids, thanks to Tom. He wanted his kids to grow up just like he did. Unfortunately that included bickering and fighting. Peter, your oldest son, was arguing with your two younger sons, Liam and Connor. While your youngest child and only daughter, Alexa, was colouring at the kitchen table.

“Okay, what’s going on?”, Tom yelled. “They keep taking my stuff!”, Peter said quickly pointing at the younger boys. “That’s not true!”, Liam yelled, “Connor took it and blamed me!.” “Argh! I hate you both!”, Peter yelled, “why did you have more kids dad!?” “You’re no walk in the park either! Why don’t you just drop dead!”, Connor yelled at Peter.

The boys yelling got more louder and out of control. “I know how to fix it daddy!”, Alexa said to Tom. She started jumping around in circles and singing. “The itsy bitsy spiwder went up the water spout! Down came the rawyn and washed the spiwder out! Out came the sunshine and dried up all the rawyn!”, she yelled.

“Okay stop! Stop!”, he held Alexa’s head to stop her from jumping, “this is stupid! You guys are driving me crazy with all the fighting. You know what, I want you to sit down and look at each other and find 3 things you like about each other.” “Argh! That’s not fair!,” Connor yelled. “And to make it interesting. Alexa is gonna stand here and sing the itsy bitsy spider while you guys think”, Tom smirked. “Argh!”, they all groaned. “You ‘argh’ one more time, Ima choke you for real!”, Tom said leaving the kitchen.

“Did you kill 'em?”, you peeped over your book as Tom entered the bedroom you shared. “Nope but someone is in trouble for leaving me to fend for myself out there”, he said making his way onto the bed. “I’m sorry but your kids are out of control”, you say with a sweet smile. “Why it is that they’re my kids only when they misbehave?”, Tom took your book and placed it on the table next to you and pecked your lips.

“It’s that inner Holland in them”, you giggled wrapped your hands around his neck and pulling him down for another kiss. He ran his hands down your side and gripped your thigh. He pulled your leg around his waist and deepened the kiss. Just as he slid his free hand under your shirt, you heard yelling again.

“Ahhh”, Tom groaned rolling off the bed. “This is so stupid”, you heard Peter yell. “You’re stupid!”, Liam and Connor replied. “Shut up you little twats!”, Peter spat out. “Down came the rawyn and washed the spiwder out! Arghh, argh!”, you heard Alexa yell.

“Hey! Stop yelling and get your shit in order before I come downstairs!”, Tom opened the door and yelled, “and stop choking the baby!”. You laughed to yourself, was this really how Tom grew up? Having a big family is hectic.

Tom slammed the door and made his way over to you and reattached his lips to yours. “Hmm, what about the kids?”, you asked inbetween kisses. “They’ll figure it out on their own”, Tom kissed down your neck. “They’re gonna kill each other”, you tilted your head back to give him more access. “Well then we can go back to being newly weds without kids!”, he smiled widely and leaned down to caputure your lips again.

A/N : This is based on an episode of My Wife and Kids. I was inspired after watching a season of My Wife and Kids hope you guys like it. Also thank you for 300 followers❤ it really means alot guys. Lots of love❤✌

T.H Imagine

Imagine dating Tom and him taking care of you while you’re on your period. (Pt.2)

The routine :

Your boyfriend of 2 years, Tom Holland, had just gotten home after finishing up Chaos Walking and usually you been be over the moon but you’ve been feeling off over the past couple of days due to your period.

You were currently lying on the couch reading one of your favourite books when you feel Tom lay between your legs and put his head of your tummy causing you flinch slightly at the contact.

“You alright darlin’?”, Tom asks sweetly. “Yeah I’m fine”, you answer rather bluntly instantly feeling bad because you know it’s your mood swings taking over. But Tom didn’t really take notice and just adjusted himself before falling asleep on you.

Your eye flutter open when you feel Tom shifting around. You notice that you’re no longer on the couch but in your bed. You must have fallen asleep on couch and Tom took it upon himself to bring you to bed.

“Morning sleepy head”, Tom says noticing you’re awake, “I went out and got some stuff for you while you were asleep.” “Stuff.. what stuff?”, you ask abit confused by what he meant.

“Look, just cause I’m not around all the time, doesn’t mean I don’t notice things or that I forget things. I noticed how you’ve been acting off the past couple of days and I figured it must have been your period. Either that or you’re just not that happy to see me”, he joked. You laughed but the movement caused your tummy to ache again.

“Here”, Tom said handing you a hot water bottle with a fluffy pink cover over it, “I thought you might need this.” “Thank you”, you smile slightly. “I also got some chocolate, ice cream and just basically junk. Oh! I also found this!”, he said jumping out of bed to get something out of the packet. “Look!”, he said holding up a mini Spiderman costume, “I saw this and instantly pictured Tessa in it. I’ll being her around later snd we can try this on her.” You laughed at his foolishness wondering how you managed to deserve this gem of a boyfriend.

“What? Do I have something on my face?”, he asked noticing that you’ve been staring at him. “Nope, just admiring you and wondering what I did to deserve a wonderful boyfriend like you”, you say honestly. “Aw stop, you’re making me blush”, he says holding his cheeks.

“Anything for you love”, he says on a more serious note. “Anything?”, you raise your eyebrow at his previous statement. “Anything”, he smiles proudly. “Cuddles?”, you say as you hold your arms out in the air knowing he can’t resist. “Of course princess”, he climbs in bed and adjust himself so that he facing you with his arm around your waist.

He takes his free hand and nuzzles it in your hair and he massaged your head and occasionally places soft kisses on your forehead as you sleep.

You’re the Spiderman! Pt.1 (P.P Imagine)

Summary : You’re Peter Parker’s best friend and you find out he’s Spiderman. Inspired by the scene where Ned found out about Peter being Spiderman.

It’s a regular school day at the Midtown School of Science and Technology and you’re getting ready for the first period of the day when you see your best friend, Peter Parker, at his locker down the hall.

You and Peter have been best friends since kindergarten when Flash kicked sand in your sandwich and Peter shared his lunch with you.

“Join me and together we shall build my Lego Death Star!”, I say holding a piece over his shoulder. “No way! How many pieces?”, he says, closing his locker and making his way to class.

“Dude, 4000 pieces! You wanna meet at your place after school and get started?”, I ask hopefully. “I’m sorry, I can’t. I have th-” “the Stark Internship”, I interrupt, “I know. Okay! How about this, I’ll get started and I’ll come over later and we can finish it together.”

“Yeah , yeah. Sure”, he replies as he drifts away in his thoughts. Ever since he started this Stark Internship, I barely ever see him anymore. I thought the Lego Death Star would allow me to see more often cause I remember how excited we both were to build it together but even this doesn’t get him away from the internship for a while. But being his best friend, I have to be supportive of his decisions even if I hardly ever get to see I guess.

*Later in the day*

“Mum, I’m leaving!”, I yell as I grab my jacket. “Where are you going?”, she yells in response from the kitchen. “Going to Peter’s”, I tell her. “Okay, don’t be late for dinner honey! And be careful!”. “Okay mum!”, I yell as I make my way out of my house to go to Peter’s house.

I get to Peter’s apartment and knock on the door before letting myself in. Peter and I have been in and out of each other’s houses so often, it’s like we have two homes. But I still knock on the door, out of habit I guess.

“Hey Aunt May!”, I greet her with a smile. “Hi sweetheart”, she says returning the smile, “here for Peter?”, she asks with a cheeky smile. “Erm, yeah. We were supposed to finish our Lego model today.” “I think he’s in his room but I would knock first, you know how he can be about his privacy”, she says making a weird face.

I laugh in response and walk over to Peter’s room. I knock before opening the door to reveal nothing. Peter wasn’t even home. I guess he’s still out at the Stark Internship. Does Aunt May know that Peter isn’t home? I brush it off and start assembling the Logo Death Star.

Time goes by so fast, I don’t even notice it’s dark intil I hear someone open the window.

I look towards the window and notice that someone is opening it from outside. I watch as this person crawls in and closes the window. Once they come into the light I see that this person is Spiderman!

Spiderman is in Peter’s room! Why is he even in Peter’s room? What is he doing here? Is there some kind of emergency? So many thoughts ran through my mind as I see him crawl on the ceiling. Then he removes his mask and drops it on the floor next to me.

My body freezes. Peter is Spiderman! Spiderman is Peter! What is even going on!? I watch his shoot a web at the door closing it slowly before returning to the ground.

The Logo Death Star I’ve been working on for the past couple hours slips out of my hands and collides with the floor. My eyes meet Peter’s anxious eyes as I see the pure shock in his face.

“What was that?”, Aunt May asks from the kitchen. “Erm, nothing!”, Peter stumbles in his shocked state.

“You’re the Spiderman!”

Currently obsessed with BTS photos that look like this:

IS IT SAFE NOW TO TALK ABOUT INFINITY WAR?!? Because, like…I’m exploding here with no one to talk to. I need to vent that stuff in Infinity War just wrecked me… …but out of respect for those I know who haven’t watched it, I’ll just suffer internally for a while.