Spider-Man: Far from Home‘s Gag Reel
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Spider-Man: Far from Home‘s Gag Reel
Pointe Before You Shoot (Masterlist)
Single Dad!Tom x Dance Teacher Reader (Mob!AU)
Summary: No matter where you come from, everything you were taught since you were young was for a reason. Whether it was pointing your feet in dance class or learning how to properly shoot a gun. Either way, your past seems to define you. Can you fix the aftermath enough to shape your future into what you want it to be? Or will someone end up on the wrong side of the trigger?
Warnings/Contains: Cursing, angst, violence, blood, dead bodies, mention/usage of weapons (guns, knives, etc), mention/usage of drugs, mention/usage of alcohol, mentions of human trafficking, slow burn, fluff.
Series Playlist
Teaser/Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty One
Chapter Twenty Two
Chapter Twenty Three
Chapter Twenty Four
Chapter Twenty Five
Chapter Twenty Six
Chapter Twenty Seven
Chapter Twenty Eight
Chapter Twenty Nine [TBA]
Chapter Thirty [TBA]
[Chapters with post date will be added/updated as the story is written.]
I have also made an Instagram account to talk about the story, explain my writing process, and best of all, talk to all the lovely people who have read the series and want to know more!! The @ is leiasfanaccount648 (like here on Tumblr) and I hope you enjoy following me!
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im sorry but-
I JUST LOVE THEM
Quiet
↑ Summary: Mob!Tom hates when you give him silent treatment, it has to be the only thing in the whole world that is his weakness, and it makes him so angry.
Warning: Yelling
At first Tom didn’t notice, the long day at the office had him already slightly frustrated, an ache of a small head ache, and hungry stomach that he ignored, mumbling a small, “Hi baby.” before slamming the door of his office.
He didn’t think much of it, since he still had hours of work at home. Seeing he didn’t have an accountant at the moment to mange his every day money, founding out his old one stole from him everyday (which tom had taken care of) he was stuck doing it himself. If he had paid attention though, he’d see full face of make up, and one of the most gorgeous mid-thigh dress, with a pair of strappy heals. hair let out in wavy curls, his favorite.
Instead you were greeted with a quick hi, and a slam of the door. Tom had promised you last week, when all the stuff was happening with his accountant that betrayed him, he’d take you out, since he had been so busy.
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Its finally happened.
Miniminter is a blessing.
Say What
via @spideyplan
Dating Conor Maynard might include…
cheesy pick-up lines
like literally all the time, if not in person than via whatsapp or snapchat
weird snapchats in general
memes
tagging you in funny videos
him always making you laugh
him laughing even more than you, because we all know he’s the one who laughs most at his jokes
but he’d love to see you laugh, even more if it was because of him
sometimes he’d even blush because of that
when you first started dating, he made sure that you only got to see his best side
although you guys got intimate in the sexual sense pretty quickly, he didn’t let you in at first
but deep down, you could feel that there was so much more that you hadn’t seen yet
patiently waiting until he was comfortable to share that with you, too
because you were here to stay, and he knew it
it just took him a bit longer to fully get comfortable
you respected that, knowing that he would do the exact same thing
but when you were on that deep level, there was so much to discover
working through issues together
because you were a team, and he made sure everybody knew that
getting on really well with the other boys, especially Jack
hanging out with him a lot
always cuddling when you were watching movies or a series
hand-holding
cheeky slaps on the butt, because he just loved your butt
you’d slowly learn to return them
him giggling in the most adorable way when you’d smack his bum
loving glances
like you could be at a party, chatting with different people and you’d feel him look at you
feeling all warm and bubbly inside
him giving you compliments all the time
because he wanted you to see yourself like he did
him being called whipped because he was so infatuated with you
but he didn’t mind being whipped for you
hugging the other from behind
him singing softly into your ear, just for you
helping him through his creative phases
being one of the first people to hear his new music
making sure he’d eat enough when he was writing music, because he would often forget that
generally taking care of him
sometimes feeling like you didn’t have a boyfriend, you merely got yourself a five year-old child
him being so attentive
like he would always get you something special when he was away
“I spotted this in a shop, and it made me think of you”
long-distance-relationship when he was away in LA
he still made sure that you wouldn’t feel lonely though
still managing to speak to each other at least once a week
facetiming until one of you fell asleep
checking the time-zone where he was in
goodbye-kisses that turned into a severe make-out session in the hallway when he was leaving
sending good-morning and good-night-texts to each other
him spending the first two days (at least) only with you when he was back
not letting go of each other until you really had to
reunion sex
at first having real passionate and eager sex, getting all the frustration out from being apart for so long
round two was much more vanilla, with slow kisses and loving glances
generally having sex on almost a daily basis
giggly sex in the bathtub
shower sex, although one of you almost always gets hurt
buying a non-slip-mat for this purpose only
morning sex
drunk sex
showering together afterwards
eating breakfast together
being the fan’s otp
Classroom Fun
Tom does a favor for his favorite teacher
Request: Hi! Can I request something? I’m a teacher and today one of my students comes to me to tell me he watch a Avengers movie yesterday, so I ask him which is his favorite superhero, and he says “Spiderman! I wish one day I could be Spiderman!”. Can you please write something about it? Like the reader tells that to Tom and one day he goes to the school?
A/n: First off, bless you, you little angel sent from above. Thank you for being a teacher because I could never. And I’m in school to become a nurse- that says a lot😂😂
This is so sweet. I love talking to kids about stuff like that. I’m not sure what age kids you have, but I’m going to make this about younger because that’s the age I like most.
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Sorry, guys, but Im not taking a chance
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Fuck sorry guys I love my mom
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Heart Shaped Box- Conor Maynard Imagine
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Request: 74 with Conor?, “So what do you say? Wanna grow old and sit on a porch swing with me?” (from Si and Liv’s prompt list)
~~~ “Babe do I look alright? I’m not under dressed am I?” you asked walking out the door of yours and your boyfriend, Conor’s flat.
He was busy putting your overnight bags in the car, then turned around to look at your ensemble. “You? Underdressed? Never! You look absolutely beautiful.” he held your hands in his, leaning in to give you a kiss.
“You’re just saying that so I won’t go back in and change.” sassily putting your hands on your hips.
“I mean you’re not wrong.” he laughed to himself. “But seriously I love this dress.”
“Thanks you. It’s the one you bought me.” you smiled proudly as you were getting in the car.
You and Conor were headed down to Brighton for his nan and granddad’s 50th wedding anniversary. The Maynard’s were holding a family dinner party to celebrate. It was bound to be a lovely evening, surrounded by all the people you’ve grown to love.
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When you arrived, Helen, Conor’s mom greeted you at the door. She gave you and Conor each a hug and invited you inside. You two were the last to arrive. Jack, Anna, and Conor’s grandparents were already sat at the dining table.
You went around and greeted everyone with a hug before taking a seat. “Sorry we’re late! I hope you weren’t waiting on us too long!”
“Oh no dear! We just sat down.” Helen said sweetly.
You loved being at the Maynards. They always made it a point to make you feel a part of the family. So welcoming and inviting. Unlike your household. When you were younger, your parents had a nasty divorce. Constant fighting and being shipped back and forth between them. You still have a complex relationship with your parents. You don’t really see them much. Too much negativity.
Whenever you were at the Maynards, there were dinners and game nights. No fights, just laughter and quality time.
After dinner, you helped Helen and Anna clear the table. You assumed Conor went to go get your bags from the car, but when you looked out the window he was nowhere to be found.
“Hey Anna. Have you seen Jack or Conor anywhere?”
“Last I saw them, they were headed upstairs.”
You climbed the stairs up to the guest room. The door was open a crack, you could hear whispering. You leaned against the door.
“You’re a lucky man bro.”
“Thanks man.”
It was Conor and Jack.
What were they talking about?
Before you could reach for the knob, you heard Helen call from downstairs “Kids! Come down stairs we’re going to have dessert!”
You quickly ran downstairs before Conor or Jack could notice you were listening. They followed soon after, filing into the living room. Conor wrapped his arms around you and kissed you on the cheek.
You all sat eating cake in the living room when Anna spoke up, “Nan? Can you tell the story about how grandad proposed?”
“Oh! Now that is a story!” she cheered looking at grandad. “We hadn’t been dating that long. I wanna say probably 4 months. We were having a picnic by the sea. It was a beautiful, warm afternoon. The sun was shining and we had a blanket laid out on the pebbles.”
Granddad put his hand over nan’s “I was so nervous because we had only been together a short time. But I knew she was the one for me. She was the only one who could put up with my stubbornness. So when we finished eating, I reached in my pocket and pulled out a velvet, heart shaped box. It was simple, nothing over the top. I held out the ring to her, it didn’t even have a diamond just a band because I couldn’t afford it.”
“But I loved it. It was beautiful. I remember, your granddad’s palms were all sweaty from nervousness when he held my hand. He presented the box to me and said, so what do you say? Wanna grow old and sit on a porch swing with me? And that was that.” Nan teared up.
“Now here we are 50 years later. Never have I ever wanted anyone else by my side.” he said holding her chin up and giving her a sweet kiss.
Everyone clapped, cheering them on. You sat there and thought to yourself, What a beautiful story. Someday I hope to have that.
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While everyone was still chatting in the living room, you made your way out to the garden. You stood out on the patio, looking up at the stars. You felt someone come up behind you and rest their head on your shoulder.
“Whatcha doing out here love?” Conor asked, wrapping his hands around your waist.
“I was just looking at the stars. Thinking about your nan and granddad. That was a beautiful story. I hope I’m as lucky to have what they do someday.”
“I have a strong feeling you will.” Conor slid his arms back from your waist and reached for your hand. You held it as he lead you over to the edge of the patio. He took a seat on the step, you followed sitting beside him. He placed his arm over your shoulder, pulling you close into his side. You both sat, gazing at the stars that lit up the sky.
What a beautiful night
“Do you know how much I love you.?” he whispered softly in your ear, making you get goosebumps all over.
“Of course I do.” you smiled at him.
“Oh you do, do you?” he laughed, putting his head against yours.
You nodded, “Yep! I love you goofball.”
You felt Conor shift his body a little, you sat up to see what was going on. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled his arm back out, holding a velvet, heart shaped box. It was granddad’s ring box. You threw your hand up over your mouth in disbelief at what was happening. It felt like a dream.
Conor stood up from the step and got down in front of you on one knee. You sat there frozen, still in shock.
“(Y/N) we’ve been dating for a little over 2 years now. I remember when I met you, I was in a tough place. I didn’t have interest in anything more than a fling, but that mindset didn’t last long. I fell for you.You’re so full of life and love. You’re not only my girlfriend, you’re my best friend.” his voice became a little bit shaky, you could tell he was nervous. “I know you didn’t have the best family growing up, but my family loves you. You’re already basically a Maynard. Let me give you what you deserve.” He opened the box to reveal a beautiful, diamond ring inside. He presented it to you with one hand and reached for your hand with the other. “So what do you say (Y/N)? Wanna grow old and sit on a porch swing with me?”
At this point, your eyes were filled with tears. You took your hand off your mouth and ran over to your boyfriend, basically tackling him to the ground. Conor caught himself from falling over, holding you tightly in his arms. You pulled away, looking into his eyes that were on the verge of tears.
“So I’ll take that as a yes then?” he laughed,looking back at you.
“Duh!” you squealed, giving him a long and loving kiss. He took the ring from the box, placing it gently on your ring finger. You threw your arms around him, burying your face into his shoulder.
You were engaged!
Suddenly, you heard applause and cheers coming from towards the house. You both turned to see everyone running over to congratulate you.
“Alright everybody bring it in!” Jack yelled, waving everybody over to join in a family group hug.
You still couldn’t believe you were engaged. You were so overwhelmed with emotions. You knew you were marrying your best friend, this was your forever family, and you couldn’t be happier.