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Merry Christmas! Please take any head canons and tag me @mcuparkergirlfics
1. You and Tom are sworn enemies chosen to prepare the company Christmas Party.
2. Your best friend rigs the Secret Santa, because they know you have a crush on Tom.
3. You work as a Santa’s helper. Tom brings his daughter to see Santa.
4. Tom is desperate to find a particular a present for someone, but it’s been sold out everywhere. You work in the very store he works in and try to help him find it.
5. You are co-workers who barely know each other, nor do you get along too well. But both have to work through the holidays in the same office.
6. You and Tom meet in the ER on Christmas Eve.
7. You can’t wrap gifts to save her life. Tom is you new neighbor who could help out.
8. Your ex will be at the local Christmas Party. Your friend Tom poses as your fiance.
9. You vow to do something nice for a stranger during the Christmas time. Tom is that stranger.
10. You and Tom broke up, then meet a year later at a Christmas party.
11. You were stuck working in coffee shop on Christmas Day and Tom is the lonely soul spending his whole day there.
12. Your little sibling/child wants to meet their favorite celebrity/writer/person for Christmas. Tom is said “Christmas present”.
13. You and Tom compete in a Christmas house decoration.
14. You bake too many Christmas cookies and decides to share the remainder with Tom.
15. It’s your first Christmas since a tragedy. Your husband was in a car accident and you go to lay down flowers when you meet his estranged twin, Tom.
16. Tom loses a bet and has to wear a different ugly Christmas sweater every day till Christmas. You works at a clothes store.
17. You own a struggling toy store until multimillionaire Tom walks in.
18. Tom doesn’t feel the Christmas spirit until you, who lives above, keeps playing Christmas carols really loud.
19. Tom overhears your Christmas wish and decides to fulfill it.
20. You are a fallen angel from the sky and Tom is the only one who can see you, can he help you get back home?
Here are some new Summer-themed head canons I came up with for you guys! Feel free to take any and tag me in your posts! @mcuparkergirlfics
1. Tom and you are competing against each other in the annual Surf's Up challenge at beach coast. The battle of the sexes is on! Maybe a little more than they bargained for.
2. You’re a party girl who always settled for flings on your Summer vacation in Hawaii. That was until Tour Guide Tom Holland kept glancing your way, even after the first night.
3. Six Flags Magic Mountain. You and Tom. And go!
4. Singer/songwriter Tom wanted to get away from the limelight and just relax for the rest of the season. He hopped a plane to a random ghost town in the south and found the small group of people around him was all he needed. You’re a waitress, unsure of your path in life just managed to have the worst day at the diner, until a handsome stranger, Tom, left a larger than life tip to brighten your spirits.
5. You and Tom are beach bums finding yourselves enjoying the rest of the night at their favorite spot from the loudness you were so used to.
6. You wanted once for this to be the summer your would catch her big break in music. You had a big opportunity lined up at an outdoor concert near a tourist attraction. Tom, a marketing genius happened to be there enjoying the festivities with his family. He just wanted to relax and forget work, until he heard you singing and couldn't stop himself from breaking his own rule.
7. Music and Lyrics themes. You and Tom were rivals in music hired by their record companies to pin a song that will be entered at the Songwriter's contest during the Summer.
8. Newly divorced Tom couldn't be happier that he was finally starting to move on from all the drama his ex put him through. One drunken night with a barmaid (you) were going to help him deal with his demons. You just happened to be his boss' daughter, you and her conservative father found out about it. Can he convince his boss this is the "real deal" through a fake relationship or pretend he didn't care about using someone like his ex used him?
9. You once loved Tom, but it was too late, he married your worst enemy. After learning they were having marital problems you began to see a green light finally between them. But he never saw you that way, you were just his personal assistant, cleaning up his mess after every one of his screw ups. You stayed mostly to be close to him but it was taking a toll on you personally. Suddenly, Tom's best friend came into town, looking for a place to crash for the rest of the Summer as he worked on his new start up company. He takes a liking to you and Tom found that odd. You were his assistant, not his friend’s. But it wasn't Tom’s business, was it? You were just his assistant, nothing more, or were you?
10. Tom's eyes lit up every time he spoke of back home. When he took a much needed break in the Summer to return to his hometown, he realized what he left behind. His best friend growing up, you, were trying to get out of the place even if it your last attempt. Tom made it his mission to convince you to stay.
Feel free to take any of these head canons for imagines or long series and tag me @mcuparkergirlfics in your stories.
1. You thought the summer was going to bore you the death, that was until Tom moved in next door to you.
2. Let the battle of the sexes begin! Headstrong exec (you) are paired with an overly confident, borderline arrogant transfer, Tom Holland, for a specific project that meets a deadline soon.
3. You were flunking Forensic Science, an elective your parents made you take to broaden your studies. If you fail the course you won't graduate with honors. Enter Tom, expert in all things CSI as your dad hires him to be your private tutor for the summer.
4. You wanted to take a break from her hard lifestyle, goes to the beach on a whim. Seeking to get some sun and peace of mind, you didn't think anything would interrupt your reverie until Tom came along.
5. During the summer break you decide to become a lifeguard trainee at the local community pool. Your instructor, Tom, took a little more time and attention on you than his other students.
6. Your little brother, a comic book geek drags you to the local comics store and the clerk named Tom Holland offers to point you in the right direction. Not wanting you to leave so soon, Tom educates you on why comic books are so vital.
7. Not wanting to play second fiddle to your firm any longer, you confesses your need to become more of an asset to the company. The chief executive makes a promise that you can't refuse. The only draw back: you would have to chaperone his aimless son, Tom Holland as he visits the city.
8. It truly is the happiest place on Earth. You decide to go to Disneyland alone, hoping to enjoy the summer without thinking about how hard her loneliness has been hitting her. Tom only came to the Disney park to fast pass all the rides with his friends. Keeping up his end of the bet, Tom promises he will ride everything before 4pm. A handful of rides require two people, you watch from afar and helps him win the bet.
9. Your long held fear of the ocean is conquered when you randomly sign up for beginning surfing lessons with rookie Tom as her instructor. Realizing you were his only student he went overtime with his teachings.
10. Taking summer classes at the local junior university was not in your plans. You would much rather be somewhere else. That was until you saw the new substitute teacher, Tom offering after class lessons. Not allowing yourself to become distracted, you almost turn away, but finds yourself walking by to his office.
note: based on happier by olivia rodrigo <3 a song that holds a special place in my heart bc of past love experiences. i really hope u all enjoy this little angsty fic :,)
warnings: some cussing, cheater!tom (sorry), asshole!tom
pairing: tom holland x ex!singer!fem!reader
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When you were asked to perform for the VMA’s you didn’t hesitate to say yes, it was a goal of yours to perform at such a loved award show. You waited anxiously for the day to come; to show the whole world who Y/N L/N was. To show that no heartbreak could affect you and to prove all those tabloids wrong.
Breaking up with Tom was one of those most difficult things to do. Finding him in bed with another girl; thinking he would get away with it and make you look like a fool.
genre ↠ strangers to lovers, love at first sight, idiots to lovers
summary ↠ somehow you ended up at a frat party that’s already gotten out of control. feeling out of place and socially awkward, your best-friend relentlessly tells you to talk to someone, specifically a curly-haired boy with the bright smile and tattoos shaded and painted from his shoulders to his wrists. from one glance, you could see a whole live with each other.
word count ↠ 6k+
posting schedule ↠ friday nights!
series masterlist ♡ main masterlist
*✭˚·ﾟ✧*·ﾟ*✭˚·ﾟ✧*·ﾟ* PART I. I Trust You… I Think
True love was complete and utter bullshit.
How could someone give their entire heart to another person? How could they not understand the fear of being let down? How were they able to fall so fast? Fairytales were tailored to little girls growing up and walking around with one glass slipper to find their knight in shining armor or their blue-eyed prince who doesn’t even need the say anything to know they are in love with them. It didn’t make sense as to why someone would risk all their love on a whim because of the way their eyes connect with someone else’s across a room. It seemed like a fast way to create a Cinderella complex and high expectations through the eyes of any girl.
If anyone embodied a modern-day princess, it was Sloane. Granted, you were best friends since you were in the playpen, she always got her heart stepped on and broken into pieces. Guys adored her while girls envied her but how couldn’t they? She exuded confidence and walked with poise, owning whatever hall she walked through with a glare in her striking green eyes, but with that, she was prone to be taken advantage of for ‘just a pretty face’.
You’d been at her side through every heartbreak, from fifth-grade crushes to college fallouts. Throughout it all, you never shamed her but, rather, you became more protective of her. They say blood may be thicker than water but Sloane was practically your sister. Even if you had differences in the portrayal of love, that didn't stop her from dreaming about finding her prince; you just didn’t think she’d find him at a crowded frat party with beer-covered floors and Kappa Sig brothers making freshmen do keg stands.
“Chug, chug, chug!” The group of boys yelled in unison, watching the scrawny freshmen’s face fade into a bright red from the alcohol.
You furrowed your eyebrows as you passed them, your arms crossed over your chest as you followed behind Sloane. Purposefully, she wore a two-piece set that was a creamsicle color. Her clean, blonde locks and glossy lips completed the look as if she were a movie star from the 1960s. It always impressed you how she managed to be the most put-together one in the room, which was even easier in a setting like this. A light groan came from your lips as you heard the bottom of your shoes stick to the ground, quickly looking under one before you walked to the kitchen island littered with hard liquor and cups.
“Look, they have Grey Goose!” Sloane smiled, unscrewing the cap.
“Great way to forget about tonight...” You trailed as you grabbed two cups from the stack.
“Yeah, I need to loosen up already. I saw this guy by the door and I think I might try to talk to him.”
“Talk talk or just hooking up?” You asked, pouring orange juice into your plastic cup.
She giggled, “Talk talk, you know, just get to know. Mingle.” She nodded, adding the vodka to your drinks.
“...Have you heard from Devin?”
“No. But, hopefully, he’s not here tonight.” She raised her eyebrows before taking a short sip of her drink before she turned around to scan the room, “Don’t want to talk to him, don’t wanna deal with him.”
“He’s an asshole.” You commented, holding your drink. You leaned your back against the counter, searching around the party, but you doubted that you would see anyone you knew. Frat parties were never your scene, hearing enough stories from your friends that it seemed sketchy to go to them, but it wasn’t that bad right now. But as the night went on, you noticed it fill up and the booze flowed quickly.
With the main room starting to feel smaller, you decided to find a bathroom while Sloane was talking to one of her friends. She assured you she’d call you if anything happened, feeling comfort in that before you left. You brushed past a few guys, trying not to touch any one and simply sliding by, yet still got a slab of sweat along your arm from them. With a disgusted look, you hesitantly wiped it on your shirt before a few people bumped into you along the way.
Being anywhere else was preferable when compared to the pungent and overwhelming mixed reek of booze and sweat created throughout the entire house. You could almost grab at the air with how thick it become from the rising humidity, even though it was winter and the doors were opened for anyone to enter.
Before you got to the start of the stairs, someone shook their beer to spray it throughout the crowd and you tightly closed your eyes when you felt the drops land on your face and hair. As you wiped the beads away with your forearm, you realized how sticky your hands had become from how many things and people you didn’t intend to touch－ more of a reason to use the bathroom.
“‘Cuse me.” You said, passing by another guy. You placed your hand on his back before moving past and walked up the stairs.
Looking over your shoulder, you saw the stranger you passed was a brown-haired boy with a piercing at the tail of his eyebrow. Flashing neon colors, like blue and orange, highlighted his sharp jaw and made the brown in his eyes turn light. Your eyes traced the sterling-silver chain peaking by his neck then shifted to detailed tattoos hiding under the fabric of the sleeves of his white t-shirt that perfectly fit around his toned arms.
The right corner of his mouth pulled as you maintained those few seconds of eye contact before you turned back around, heading toward the bathroom. You shook your head at yourself, that guy probably thinking you’re a creep because you ogled him for longer then you should have.
Look away now, look away now.
Heat rushed to your face, like a burst of fire slapped your cheeks. Your feet thought before your head, continuing to pace up the stairs; you brushed past strangers coming down. As your shoulder collided with someone else’s, you still persisted to not look back. But, one look was enough to know that there was something about you he found alluring.
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