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a lil teaser
hello everyone im back(ish)!! things have been a bit chaotic but I have missed all the talent on here. also thankyou all so so much for 900!!! nearly fainted when I saw that ;) so have a little teaser of a one shot I got done x
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“I was gonna phone dad in the break if you fancy-“
“No abso-fucking-lutely not. Have you not seen the messages about his laptop breaking? I’m not listening to him rant about that for hours and hours on end.”
“You make him sound unbearable!”
“Tom, your the eldest child. You should’ve learnt this by now.”
“He’s just passiona-“
“He loves a moan! Just for the love of god don’t tell him I’m here and do be prepared for me to say I told you so.” The younger brother gleamed as he opened the door to his brothers (and therefore his too) trailer.
Toms newest project had been filming in Atlanta on the big Sony sets for nearly 2 months, which meant they hadn’t seen the family in that long either. True to his word though, without fail, he would always find time to call home. Something which especially recently, had been the most necessary - to keep him sane. It hadn’t been the easiest, so Tom had fallen on his most reliable support much more often.
“When did you become a moody 16 year old again?” Tom muttered, flopping on the sofa as he watched Harry sit on the beanbag across from him. It was not a surprise Harry didn’t grace his shit comeback with a response, instead just sighing - already preoccupied on his phone.
Barely 30 seconds later and Tom had to admit to himself that his younger brother was, once again, right. Dom was droning on and on as if his laptop trouble was the only issue in the world and Tom had barely got a chance to say hello. Already tuned out, his attention was easily sidetracked from the conversation to Harry- who’s phone started ringing angrily.
He took notice of how Harry’s eyebrows furrowed looking at the caller ID, clearly this was much more interesting than whatever his dad was saying.
“Hello?… umm I don’t think so, cos of what happened… Anyas number? I do have it, I don’t know that she’ll-… is everything ok?”
Tom had gone from intruiged to downright worried. Chewing on his bottom lip he sat forward, glaring at Harry intensely to try and get the insider info.
He’d already pieced together it was something to do with Y/n. Anya is her best friend, her ride or die, the person who knew her inside out. And ‘what happened’ clearly referred to what had happened between Tom and Y/n. As in the end of Tom and Y/n.
And Harry seemed worried. Which meant Tom was ten times more worried. It was Y/n after all.
Things between the two hadn’t really stopped- that was Tom’s issue these past months. It’s all good and well saying it was the end, but you just can’t stop feelings like that. Not when you’re two years deep and helplessly in love like Tom was.
And Y/n was the same too.
The breakup wasn’t for lack of emotion or love for the other. It was for the long distance, for the public pressure, for all the external factors that seemed like the end of the world.
Both of them had learnt the hard way that maybe they weren’t. That maybe they’d made a mistake.
lemme know if you want to see the rest! will hopefully be at least a wee bit less angsty at the end ;)
living and reviving II
yep when I said three parts I think I meant 4 oops
summary: an overdue conversation that has to happen - like it or not
warnings: cheating, swearing, pregnancy talk, lots more angst, think thats it?
tomhollandxreader
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So with a new sense of dread and fear and complete and total isolation you uttered three single words before hysterically running away.
“Don’t follow me.”
Not now, not ever.
That had been three weeks ago.
And it still fucking hurt like hell.
It had ended up that Yamna had taken you back to hers, where you had stayed for a couple nights. During that couple of days, Tom had tried. He had tried to apologise, tried to explain, tried to fix things. But it just wasn’t that easy.
Whatever he said, it didn’t take back from the fact that he had in that moment meant it. So no amount of sorrys could ever take that back.
living and reviving II
yep when I said three parts I think I meant 4 oops
summary: an overdue conversation that has to happen - like it or not
warnings: cheating, swearing, pregnancy talk, lots more angst, think thats it?
tomhollandxreader
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So with a new sense of dread and fear and complete and total isolation you uttered three single words before hysterically running away.
“Don’t follow me.”
Not now, not ever.
That had been three weeks ago.
And it still fucking hurt like hell.
It had ended up that Yamna had taken you back to hers, where you had stayed for a couple nights. During that couple of days, Tom had tried. He had tried to apologise, tried to explain, tried to fix things. But it just wasn’t that easy.
Whatever he said, it didn’t take back from the fact that he had in that moment meant it. So no amount of sorrys could ever take that back.
After everyone had realised just how serious their situation was, Tom had moved out of your shared flat - so you could at least be in the place you were comfortable. Afterall the nursery was built in your flat and clearly it was you doing all the baby stuff for the moment. Thankfully Yamna, having been cut loose so without job, offered to move in with you. Which was probably the only thing keeping you going.
Well, that and ben and jerrys ‘phish food’. Honestly the shop must think you’re running some sort of ice cream black market at the rate you’re getting through their tubs.
Everyone kept parroting that it wasn’t good for the baby. Too much ice cream . Too much heavy lifting. Too much stress.
And yes, it probably was. But that was out of your control . The stress and lack of man in the household meant you had to do the heavy lifting of shopping from the car up the stairs. Shopping meaning ice cream, which you only depended on so much because of the stress.
It was a vicious cycle of hell.
Even Yamna, the person you were relying on keeping you sane had started walking on eggshells. It was as though you were literally about to pop, she always had to have at least half an eye on you. You were even banned from locking the toilet door - just in case.
It felt like you were a captive animal, people kept coming to observe you, giving sad looks before gleeing the scene.
You hadn’t been sleeping well either. Of course, being 3 weeks of your due date didn’t help - but neither did the lack of Tom. In fact, for the first time since shit had hit the fan, you had actually been managing to get some decent sleep when Yamna knocked on your bedroom door, quietly calling your name.
“I’m asleep” Groaning, you pulled the covers further over your head, praying to god that she’d leave you alone. But of course that wasn’t happening, she just lightly chuckled before you felt the bed dip - she had perched on the edge… Toms side.
“You never normally sleep talk.”
“I’m never normally this sleep deprived.” She sighed, whilst you still stubbornly kept your eyes closed.
“I’m sorry I woke you…. but this is important.”
“What?” Almost grunting, you threw the covers down looking up at her in anticipation. That was another thing about pregnancy - you were always on high alert, always worried.
“Toms here.”
“Tell him to f off.” Quickly you stopped caring about what your bestmate had to say.
“He’s saying that he’s the little ones dad and that he deserves to be involved and…. and I think I might agree.”
“I deserve a boyfriend who stays loyal to me so clearly neither of us are getting what we want.” You weren’t angry at Yamna and snapping at her wasn’t the answer. And yet you still did it.
“Y/n….I love you and I am completely on your side. I just think that maybe, perhaps, you should at least manage to be civil before baby arrives. Otherwise… thats going to be a lot to deal with all at once.”
It was your turn to sigh, deep and heavy (or at least as deep as the baby let). Most infuriatingly she was right. The conversation had to happen at some point. With a baby there too it would only be even more traumatic.
“He’s here now?” It only dawned on you how broken you actually sounded when the words croaked out of you.
“Yeh hunny… I didn’t let him inside so he’s standing outside the door looking like a dickhead right now.” The image cheered you up a little, enough to sit up in bed and be wrapped in Yamna’s arms. Her actions said it all, she really only meant the best for you and knew how hard this would be. After a moment she leant back. “I almost considered calling the paps so they could get a picture and label him as a groveling dick.”
“You should of.” Of course you didn’t mean it, but the answer had you both laughing. It took a minute to calm down before she changed subject slightly.
“You want me to make myself scarce? I can hide in my room or go to the shops or-“
“Text the guy from the bar - you deserve a night off ‘babysitting Y/n’ duties.”
“I’m not babys-“
“Yes you are. Go out with him and have some fun, I’ll be fine.”
“You sure?”
“Yeh”
That was a bare face lie - but Yamna had been almost too good to you. She really really needed a break. Especially as the current plan was she’d be helping with the newborn too. Right now you wouldn’t have wished a baby on yourself - never mind your best mate.
“Okay, get ready then babe - but do it slowly, leave him waiting outside in the cold for as long as possible.”
“Obviously.” You laughed, hauling yourself out of bed, where she gave you one more encouraging hug before leaving.
After hearing Yamna leave, and brushing your hair and throwing on a new pair of trakkies and hoodie, you slowly walked towards the door. It felt as though impending doom were on the other side and every fibre of you wanted to scream and run the other way. But it just had to happen at some point. Why not now?
With a final sharp exhale, attempting to pull yourself together, you opened the door. Immediately your heart sank, seeing nothing. Had you really been that long? And even so, was a 10 minute wait enough for him to give up? You could already feel the hormonal pregnancy tears starting to spring, when a grunt drew your attention.
What you hadn’t considered was the fact Tom was ready to camp out, sitting on the floor beside your door. Springing to his feet, he seemed shocked you’d actually opened the door - makes two of you. When Yamna left she had told him you were coming, but seeing really is believing.
“Y/n! I-I… I wasn’t sure you were ever going to answer.”
“You and me both.” You replied dryly, still leaning on the door. “Do you er…. do you want to come in?” Again he seemed shocked, as though he wasn’t sure you meant it.
“Is that-that okay?” Shrugging you just nodded, stepping back so he could get in. He did pay half the mortgage afterall.
“You want a drink?” He quickly declined your offer, not vocally but instead rushing past you to the kitchen and turning the kettle on himself.
“Your the pregnant one. Go chill on the sofa, I’ll bring you a cuppa.”
And a bit taken a back by his forcefulness you followed instructions, from the sofa watching how effortlessly he danced round the kitchen. It wasn’t shocking, it was technically his kitchen too. But seeing him there felt so alien, almost transporting you back to much much simpler times. Seemed a lifetime ago.
After a couple of minutes, he rounded the sofa with a hot chocolate in one hand for you (because caffiene is bad for the baby) and a cup of Yorkshire tea in the other.
“So… how have you been?”
“Ate a lot of ben and jerrys” You answered without really answering, except he knew you all too well.
“That bad?” He sighed, scrubbing a hand over his brow “how about the baby?”
“I don’t tend to carry an ultrasound on me but she’s been keeping me up all night kicking - so normal I guess.”
“Thats good” He spoke before realising what he said. “Sorry no I um-I don’t mean it like that!” You all but laughed in the face of his flusteredness, only making the tips of his ears go pinker.
“I assume you had something to say and that you came here for a reason rather than just pity me?”
“I want to make things right Y/n - I-I mean your having my kid.”
“OUR kid”
“ Exactly! And-and I love you too and-“
“Bullshit” You may have murmured it under your breath but you had intended for him to hear.
“Oh come one Y/n, you know that!”
It was like the man was asking to be yelled at.
“Don’t sit there trying to patronise me! I THOUGHT i knew it but then I saw you all over another girl. So yes, I’m calling bullshit.”
“Ugh I… If your not going to even try to hear me out then…”
“Then what Tom? You gonna kick me out. I mean this is your flat after all! Maybe you’d like to dump the mother of your unborn child homeless on the street and forget about us - how’d that sound? I’m sure your fans would blindly applaud you.”
“Listen! Please would you just listen to me.” His voice was loud and tone harsh, making you flinch a little. Not because you were ever worried he’d hurt you - but how this wave of uncomfort shuddered through your body, baby even squirming in discontent. So focused on that you just nodded, shifting back into the sofa.
Tom had noticed your reaction and seeing you seemingly scared of him like that, well it broke his heart. Even more.
“Sorry I didn’t mean to shout, I just…. I really need to try and fix this.” He leaned closer, letting out a thankful breath when you just nodded, as if to say go on.
“I’ve really really missed you… these past couple of weeks I’ve never felt so gulity in my life. Not because of what I did! Well yeh that but-but more how much it hurt you and-“
“Fuck.”
You couldn’t help but let out that little curse of pain as a new wave of pain, which seemed to originate from your lower back, shuddered through you. Tom looked up from where his eyes had been nervously wringing his palms whilst he spoke. Rubbing a hand over your belly you shook your head and motioned for him to continue.
She was just kicking really really hard. Right?
“Uhm yeh so I just wanted to properly tell you everything that happened that night so at least we are on the same page? A-And I’m not going to try and use this an excuse but I had been drinking so-“
Seemingly baby disliked the end of that sentence too, causing another rippling wave to echo through your body, feeling as though a band was pressing tightly round your stomach. With another small curse it forced you to stand up, in the hope that’d ease her. Clearly she was as done with his shit as you were.
“Need a water.” You muttered, already waddling to the kitchen, where you heard Tom follow you immediately - like an inpatient dog.
“Y/n sit down I can-“
He was silenced by you freezing and grabbing his arm tightly - a physical contact he hadn’t been expecting from you.
“Tom… get your phone.” You spoke slowly, still not having dared to have moved an inch - fingers almost white from how tightly you were squeezing his forearm.
“Wha-are you-are you okay?”
“I think my waters just broke. Get the phone. Now.”
~~~ feedback is really appreciated + would love to know what u think as still in the process of writing so can be guided / helped by asks !!! ~~~
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dating peter parker would include… (with gifs)
-first of all him being the absolute cutest when he asked you out, like completely fucking nervous and stressed beating around the bush before finally getting it out
-the first few dates he always looked star struck at whatever you wore constantly looking like he felt so lucky but in reality you knowing you were the lucky one.
-him knocking on your door at night nervous you’d be mad at him when he bails on a date because he’s busy helping with his “stark internship” with flowers and a movie so you could have a make-up date then.
-the flowers being peach roses because he read that they represent gratefulness showing you appreciate or like someone.
-your first kiss would be after you catch him staring at your lips while your ranting passionately about some stupid movie. You’d realize you’re ranting and awkwardly chuckle blushing apologizing saying, “sorry I just happen to be extremely passionate about…” as you trailed off realizing he was leaning in before he stopped realizing what he was doing and began blushing as he scratched his neck “sorry I- it’s just you, well you were sitting there and you looked so pretty and I just couldn’t-“ before you cut him off by placing your hands on his neck pulling him into a quick yet passionate kiss. It took him a second of shock as his eyes were wide open but eventually he settled into it placing his hands on your waist as you faced him.
-aunt may 100% accidentally walking in on you two making out leaving peter blushing and cLEARLY sexually frustrated…
-him having to bail on dates a lot which was extremely frustrated as he pinned it on the stark internship which became detrimental to your relationship
-you knowing peter is the most loyal guy in the world so he would never cheat on you which surprisingly was bad news as you were scared he’d lost interest in you.
-so you showed up at his house to talk but bailed because you knew you wouldn’t be able to come to terms with him no longer liking you if that was the case, so you just walked home.
-but as you were walking home you’d end up witnessing a robbery and immediately called the police but you saw an old woman who saw it as well approaching the people robbing the store and saw them pull a gun so immediately you would go to help protecting the old woman promising you’d walk away and not say anything but then a siren sounded of a cop car so they grew angry and pointed to shoot but just in time spiderman shot the mans hands webbing him to the nearest wall of the store to prevent him from shooting but the bullet still went off it just ended up thankfully not hitting you or the woman but as Spider-Man was dealing with one of the men she noticed a man assisting in the robbery was getting away so she herself pursued him but tripped on the sidewalk falling causing him to get away but you let out a loud screech as you noticed the huge gash on your leg from falling harshly on the concrete. Angrily you stood up wanting to pursue the man till you heard a familiar voice call out from behind you “Rosey?” Which was your boyfriends nickname for you because he knew it was your favorite flower. But all you saw was spiderman rushing towards you making sure you were okay, confused you looked at him distraught till he pulled off his mask, “p-peter?”
-literally being even more in love with peter if that was even possible after finding out he was spiderman.
-realizing you love peter but being too terrified to tell him, not knowing he’s been knowing since the second date just how much he loved you.
-having “study dates” which were just excuses to make out with peter on his bed which you happily obliged to.
-those study dates starting off with you sitting Indian style on the edge of his bed reading shakespeare to him making fun of the language as he sat by the headboard admiring you while he had his history book in his lap reading it. Eventually you were both silently reading your books not focused whatsoever on studying just stealing glances at each other till you locked eyes and he said, “yeah okay the renaissance can wait” as he closed the book abruptly tossing it to the side as you giggled turning to him tossing your book as his hands gripped your neck gently but quickly and urgently pulling you into a soft kiss.
-As you began to kiss you would smile into them slowly leaning him down so you were both laying down- but never separating the kiss, you on top. Your hands entangled in his curly hair as he had his hands firmly on your waist.
-you smiling non stop into the kisses
-him surprising you by flipping you over so he was on top (he’d been pretty comfortable in your relationship so he was fine doing stuff like this but his confidence still shocked you)
-him making out with you as you gently bit on his lip having him let out a small moan which only drove you more insane.
-him removing his lips from you letting them trail from your ear which made you shiver down your jaw to your neck, leaving little kisses which made you moan loudly. Your breathing picked up as he seemed to gain confidence from hearing your whimpers of pleasure from his love bites.
-him surprising you in your room with your favorite flowers— peach roses from your first few dates.
-and by surprise I mean he literally sneaks in through your window so when you turn around there are just peach roses on the counter making you smile knowing he was right behind you, so you’d turn around a big smile on your face as you jumped on to him in a hug wrapping your legs around his waist making him chuckle as you were insanely happy to see he was okay after going to help tony somewhere on mission.
-you being super protective over him terrified he was taking on too much even though you knew how much he wanted to help people was just part of who he was even if it meant him constantly putting himself in danger.
-always hugging him extra long when he came back from a ‘mission.’
-passionate kisses always
-him accidentally slipping an “alright bye, I love you” as he pecked your lips and left your house.
-you closing the door casually after it happens before realizing the context of what jUST HAPPENED, then opening it shocked as he faced you just as shocked both of your cheeks a bright red.
-“you love me?” You asked shocked a huge smile playing on your lips.
-he stumbled on his words terrified, “I’m so sorry, it wasn’t supposed to come out like that I had it all planned out and I’m sorry that wasn’t-“
-you interrupting him “peter-“
-him continuing not hearing you, “perfect, I wanted it to be special. I can’t believe I messed-“
-“PETER,” you told him catching his attention
-“yes?” He asked scared
-you walking straight through the door your hands grabbing him by the collar pulling him into an insanely passionate kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck smiling as he pulled back both of you blushing as you then spoke up, “I love you too.”
-you both being the literal fucking cutest couple in the world
-peter always being super gentle and asking before doing anything serious even though you’ve been together for six months.
-your heart constantly breaking a little every time he leaves
-you and aunt may bonding as she begins to like you considering how much you’re around peter, liking you mainly because of how happy you make him. Plus whenever he’s gone you bring her Chinese food and watch movies with her to distract you both from the fact that he’s in danger. But despite all this, aunt may is still very mother like with threats about how if you ever hurt him she’d find worse ways then burning to kill you.
-him still after so much time together looking so lucky to have you and as star struck as he was at the beginning.
-eventually him being extremely comfortable with you that he’d shock you by mid- history class sending you a note to look at your phone on which you’d find a text reading “supply closet?” Which was where you two would sneak off to make out which made you blush super red even though you’re the one who yanked him in there the first time after you’d been frustrated and needed to see him which leads to passionate and urgent make out sessions.
-passionate and urgent make out sessions
-you usually being dominant but occasionally peter surprising you by taking a strong lead and always being very well at it ;)
-you feeling always so comfortable and protected in the relationship
-you always rooting for him and being proud of anything he does
-him constantly reminding you he loves you
-and all around him just being the best boyfriend ever.
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