“There’s not much I can do except try my best, which I will always do.
Happy 24th Birthday, Tom Holland! (June 1, 1996)

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“There’s not much I can do except try my best, which I will always do.
Happy 24th Birthday, Tom Holland! (June 1, 1996)
queue this post when it’s your birthday and be surprised
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𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴
200 Dialogue Prompts
A. ANGST:
“I think we should break up.”
“You aren’t who I thought you were.”
“I don’t even know who you are anymore!”
“Why can’t you look at me?”
“What’s wrong?”
“You want to be with him/her/them, don’t you?”
“You promised you’d change!”
“Am I not enough for you?”
“What is so wrong with me?”
“I’m sick of trying.”
“I don’t want to be just friends.”
“I can’t trust you anymore.”
“I can’t even look at you.”
“Your problem isn’t me, your problem is _______” (Fill in the blank)
“I’m always wrong, aren’t I?”
“You said this time it’d be different.”
“Please give me a chance.”
“I’m pregnant.”
“I wish I’d never laid eyes on you.”
“I don’t love you anymore.”
“We can’t keep this up forever.”
“You make me feel so small.”
“Don’t leave me like this!”
“Don’t ever call me again.”
“Talk to me, please.”
“Don’t push me away.”
“This is your son/daughter.”
“I think I need a break from you.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I can’t promise you anything.”
“It’s better this way.”
“The baby… it’s yours.”
“After all this time, and you still can’t look me in the eye?”
“I can only blame myself.”
“I was only pretending.”
“It wasn’t your fault.”
“This is all because of you!”
“I don’t feel the same way.”
“Just go!”
“Please stay.”
“What aren’t you telling me?”
“It’s okay, you didn’t know.”
“Don’t tell me to keep calm!”
“I’m keeping the baby, with or without you.”
“I need to be alone.”
“Stop calling me.”
“I can’t remember why I ever loved you.”
“Don’t apologize; I know you don’t mean it.”
“I can’t believe what you’ve done.”
“I don’t need you, I’m fine on my own.”
B. FLUFF:
“Quit stealing all the pillows!”
“You want a bite?”
“Give me a second and I’ll show you.”
“You’ll play this game with me, won’t you?”
“What should we name him/her?”
“Have you ever played in the rain?”
“Is it hot in here or is that just you?”
“Why are your feet so cold?”
“Ride the Ferris wheel with me?”
“There’s room for two/three!”
“Stop that, I’m ticklish!”
“Put your finger here while I go get the tape.”
“Here’s my number!”
“You want chocolate or vanilla?”
“Your hands are so warm!
“Are you sure you’re not tired? Because you’ve been running through my mind all day.”
“You’re sweeter than candy.”
“You smell really nice.”
“Your hair’s so soft…”
“You’re my new pillow.”
“Can I rub your back?”
“If nothing lasts forever, will you be my nothing?”
“I think I love you.”
“Can I kiss you?”
“Hold my hand.”
“It’s not morning yet.”
“Stay for a little longer…”
“Of course I’m happy! How far along are you?”
“You’re so beautiful.”
“I’ll always be here for you.”
“You are my love.”
“You were right here all along.”
“Do you want my coat? It’s really cold out here.”
“You don’t need keys to drive me crazy.”
“Do you want to get dinner sometime?”
“Call me whenever… no really.”
“You’ve got flour on your cheek.”
“Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”
“You don’t have to leave so soon.”
“You could put your feet in my lap, you know.”
“I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
“We’re pregnant!”
“Are you science? Because I’ve got my ion you.”
“We could try cuddling.”
“Stop being so cute.”
“Are you okay?”
“Our relationship is the most important thing in my life.”
“You can sleep, I’ll keep you safe.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything.”
C. HURT/COMFORT
“I came as soon as I heard!”
“Get back in bed, you’re not healed yet!”
“I’m not leaving your side.”
“I don’t care, I’m not staying in bed!”
“You can put your cold feet on me.”
“Want me to hold your hand?”
“Move as little as possible.”
“Hey… you’re awake!”
“Stay close, please?”
“Don’t look at me… I’m sick!”
“I think I’m going to puke…”
“I’ve never felt worse.”
“Does it hurt badly?”
“Don’t move, I’ll get help!”
“I’m so tired I can barely move.”
“How many fingers am I holding up?”
“Can you see me?”
“I’m coming for you, don’t move!”
“Want some tea?”
“Can you please stop eating that? The smell is making me nauseous.”
“Where are you? Tell me where you are.”
“Morning sickness isn’t always in the morning.”
“Eat your soup before it gets cold.”
“I want more noodles… that’s just broth and you know it.”
“Can I have a glass of water?”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
“Yes, I’m taking care of them. They’re coming home with me.”
“Do you want me to get more blankets?”
“Did you have another nightmare?”
“Can you come pick me up?”
“Just breathe. Breath with me.”
“Where did all those bruises come from?”
“Talk to me. You can’t take on all of this alone.”
“I think I have a band-aid in my purse…”
“I’ll need something stronger than this.”
“Stop telling me you’re okay.”
“The sight of blood makes me pass out.”
“I’m in the hospital.”
“Just keep pressure on it.”
“You should probably eat something.”
“Oh hey… you’re here.”
“Oh, don’t cry. I hate it when you cry.”
“You don’t have to sleep here just because I got admitted.”
“You’re burning up.”
“When’s the last time you slept?”
“Hey, hey… it’s just me.”
“Calm down…”
“Because I care about you!”
“I don’t know where I am!”
“How drunk was I?”
D. LEMONS (Under the cut)
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forgotten🥀🌷
part 2————part 1
summary: it seemed like Tom had forgotten you.
“Lets just forget we ever met.” Those words made your heart ache with pain. How could you forget about him at all? He had already gone into his room before you could even think twice about following him. “Tom!” You yell at the door and knocked once or twice. Sliding down the door you hug your knees laying against it. You start sniffling as you can no longer hold back the tears at the thought of losing not only your best friend but the love of your life. If only you had known sooner, you thought. Tears stream down your red cheeks and fall off your face onto the floor. Eventually, you doze off into deep slumber as your back is against Tom’s white hotel room door.
Meanwhile, Tom gets a text from Harrison saying that dinner is on him tonight at the restaurant a few blocks down from the hotel. Tom gets dressed in more proper attire for dinner, combs his hair and grabs his keys to leave. As he opens the door you fall back. Being a heavy sleeper, you don’t wake up but just tilt yourself over to the side to get comfortable on the floor. Tom contemplates on leaving you there out of anger since you hadn’t thought to come back sooner, but after a few minutes of thinking about it, he picks you up off the floor and carries you into the room. Placing you on his bed, he faces you up and looks at you sleeping. Tom notices your light pink tinted nose and the dried tears on your cheek, he wipes them off and sighs, regretting what he had said to you. He kneels down beside you and stares at your bitten lips, he leans in to kiss you, but his phone vibrates in his pocket. Tom stands up and takes a step back, he turns away from you and reads another message from Harrison, he had sent Tom the address of the place and told him that he decided to send it since Tom hadn’t asked and said to hurry up since the restaurant closed at a certain time. Tom covers you with the bed sheets and turns off the light in the room as he steps out of it and locks the door.
The next day, you slowly wake up to Tom cooking some breakfast, with your vision blurry, you groan stretching and fall off the bed onto the floor. Tom chuckles. “You seem to love the floor, don’t ya?” He asks rhetorically. You stand up and mutter what he could only barely hear. “I guess? And what am I doing here?” Tom gives you a glance before speaking up. “I was going out to dinner yesterday but as I opened the door you fell into my room because you were laying against my door sleeping, I carried you onto my bed and let you sleep in my room because I didn’t want to wake you up.” You smile, “Heh, sorry about that, I just.. I thought you would open the door soon enough. I guess not and I took a nap.” You both chuckle before it goes silent. After a few seconds of minimum noise, he turns to you. “Why now..? Why after I finally got over you? Why did you come back? And at this time, why not sooner? Did you realize that I moved on and just wanted to get me back so that you could play with my feelings and break my heart all over ag-?..!” You close your eyes, spilling your thoughts right into his ears and cutting him off. “It’s because I love you! Tom I fucking love you.” He looks at you once again, his brows together, questioning you. “WHY NOW?” walking towards him, you speak up. “I was oblivious to the fact that you liked me before, my friend was the one who opened my eyes because I was so blinded by the thought that you could never like me the way I liked you.” You look down in humiliation, but he gently grabs your hands, and tilts your chin up, stopping that from happening. Tom gazed into your eyes with a love you could never describe. “I’ve always loved you, from the first glance I took at you, the moment we graduated, the day you said you couldn’t come with me to london but came either way, the time you fell asleep in front of my hotel room making me sleep on the couch while you slept in my bed, and right now, the time I’m telling you in person rather than writing it on paper and throwing it away because it wasn’t good enough, I’m telling you, right here, right now.” Your eyes get watery as a tear rolls down your right cheek. Tom cups your face in his hands and rubs the tear off of it with his thumb. You smile. “What are you telling me?” He smiles as well. “I’m telling you that”- you say with him- “I love you.” You both lock mouths and indulge in a long and passionate kiss. He pulls you closer to him as you have your left arm around his neck while your right hand is also around him, playing with his messy hair. Leaving the kiss, you give him a smile. He laughs. “How long did it take for us to get together?” He asks. You laugh along with him and respond. “I don’t know.. all I know is that we’re here now.” You intertwine you hand with his as you kiss him once again.
Fin
A/N: Hey guys thank you for reading reading forgotten! I hope you enjoyed it. Look forward to more if these! Credit to @lilasthy for helping me!
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forgotten 🥀
Part 1 ——— Part 2
Summary: it seemed like Tom had forgotten about you.
The starry night filled you with sadness as you reminisce about all the times you and Tom would both sit under the dark sky and talk about life. Although your were friends, Tom would always wrap his arms around your waist and keep you warm. Like a lover would. You always pushed those thoughts and feelings aside, thinking he was just being friendly and keeping you warm. Oh what a fool you were, of course he loved you. You were too naive to notice the way he looked at you. Finally, he got tired of chasing you and went his own path, forgetting you ever existed. You two just stopped texting, calling, and meeting up. At first, you thought he was just busy, but after a few weeks you gave up contacting him.
You would cry to your friend. “What happened to him? To us?” You would ask her as she comforted you. “I don‘t know honey. Maybe he got tired.” Your friend muttered before quickly realizing what she said. You look at her, confused, you ask her to elaborate. She sighed before continuing. “I guess it doesn’t matter if I tell you now.” She pauses before speaking up once again. “Tom.. loved you.” You drew your brows together. “I love him too. He is my friend after all.” Your friend shook her head. “No, not like friends. He loved you more than a friend. He told me he wanted to spend his life with you.” You gasp lightly before covering your mouth with your hand in shock. You shook your head in disbelief. “He would never like me like that.” You said. You never would have thought he would love you back. “I’m serious.” Your friend spoke up. “I-i have to go find him.” You said, anxious. “I have to find him before its too late.” You whispered to yourself. Your friend smiled and nodded her head. “That makes two of us. I heard he’s in America for a new movie.” She winked. You chuckle as you wipe your tears. “C’mon.”
“Flight from London to New york is now boarding.” You sigh, nervous. You and your friend made up a small plan. Tom always goes to the same hotel, so you’re both just winging it and hoping he is there. Looking towards your friend you give her a hug before speaking. “What if he isn’t there?” Your friend shakes her head. “He always goes to the same hotel. I would be suprised if he wasn’t there.” You giggle and wave before grabbing your luggage and heading off to your boarding section.
The flight was a long one, but after some time, you finally made it to America. New york more specifically. You took a taxi all the way to the specific hotel Tom would always go to. ‘He has to be here.’ You hoped. It was lunch time so you were thinking he would be in the cafeteria. You walk up to the receptionist and book a random room. You walk to the cafeteria, you look around in every part. No sign of him. You sigh and go up to your room. You had no idea where he could be until you got to your room. You heard someone talking loudly through the wall. “Tom, have you figured out who you’re taking mate.” You heard loud laughs. You couldn’t possibly believe Tom was in the room right next to yours. After all it was possible. You heard his voice crystal clear. “Yep mate, I know exactly who.” You were guessing the other guy talking was Harrison and thus decided you didn’t want to disturb them so you took a quick nap before talking to him.
You could hear a faint noise waking you up. It sounded like something got knocked over. You checked the time and realized how late it was. Not only that but that noise you heard came from Tom’s room. You sigh and decide to go and see Tom at that moment thinking he is awake.
Knocking on the door, you prepare yourself for the best and the worst. You hear giggling behind the door and decide to knock once again. What was behind the door not only confused you, but also shocked you. The girl that opened the door had a towel around her body. She looked perfect. Like a character from a movie. “Yes?” The girl snapped at you. “Is Tom here?” You asked, scratching the back of your neck. The girl rolled her grey eyes and picked at her nails. “Look if you’re some fan-.” She started but you quickly interrupted. “I’m his friend.” The girl gave out a witch laugh and kept picking at her nails. “Sure.” You rolled your eyes and looked straight at her. “Look you egocentric bitch, tell Tom his best friend came by to talk to him. I’m in the room to the right of you.” The girl huffed and closed the door on you.
“Who was that, love?” Tom had just gotten out of the shower whilst his fling spent her time on her phone. He had heard the knock on the door and told her to get it. “Ugh she told me to tell you that your best friend came by to talk.” Tom paused getting dressed and look at her confused. “It was Harrison then?” The girl shook her head. “It was a girl. She’s probably just a fan.” Tom thought about it for a second before he continued getting dressed. The girl spoke again. “She called me a bitch and said you could see her in the room to the right of us.” She paused and cackled. “Like you would ever do that.” Tom sighed and decided that he got tired of this girl. Even if the girl that knocked on the door was a fan, he wouldn’t let anyone talk about his fans like that. “Okay c’mon.” He said and began picking up her clothes. “Where are we going?” The girl asked. “You mean you. You’re leaving.” He said. The girl whined. “Why? I thought we had something.” Tom snorted and shook his head. “Out you go.” The girl scoffed, took her clothes from Tom and ran out. “I mean she could have gotten dressed here.” Tom said to himself before walking out of his room and knocking on the door to his right if he remembered correctly. Knocking on the white hotel door, he hears a “coming” from the other side. You were expecting it to be room service or food since you had ordered some. “Coming.” You yelled as you grabbed your wallet to give a tip. Opening the door, the sight makes you smile. “T-tom?” Tom’s expression went from happy to shocked. “What are you doing here?” He said, half angry. You gave him a huge hug before you spoke. “I came looking for you tom.” You paused and took in a deep breath. “My friend told me everything and.. I-I love you too.” You leaned into him. He quickly stopped you. “Really? You’re funny. Leave me alone, I don’t even like you. Lets just forget we ever met, okay? Okay.” He sneered before pushing you slightly and walking to his hotel room. Just like that, Tom Holland had your heart broken in pieces.
No one can hate Peter. Did you see that bb face? SO CUTE, NO ONE HATES PETER
Lol omg he rlly is so fucking cute, LIKE LOOK AT HIM
He just misses his girlfriend lol
#he’s doing his best bonus:
I can’t reblog without these tags? These are an integral part of the post.
Everyone in Peter’s class gets super hyped when they see Spider-Man on the news the day before an exam because that teacher will just coincidentally forget every copy of the test at home, what a shame, guess you all have one more night to study oh well,,,,,, if any of you were doing important things yesterday it’s real lucky you get this extra time to prepare,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
No no no, imagine this, but on an angstier level.
Post-IW, Peter has awful PTSD because duh. The wrong thing being brought up can trigger flashbacks and memories and he hates it.
Peter’s classmates all saw Spider-Man disappear with Iron Man onto the big spaceship donut and didn’t come back until after everyone was brought back from dust. They don’t know what happened to him and they’re sure they probably don’t want to know. So they take extra care to try and not accidentally trigger anything for him.
Someone mentions Footloose and Peter nearly loses it on the spot? The entire class makes the collective decision to never bring it up again, who cared about the movie anyways.
A list in the Discord serve is complied of every possible trigger for Peter. Anything from words that make him jumpy, to topics that make him need to run to the bathroom and have a panic attack. It’s extensive and constantly updated, but it’s worth it. If Spider-Man is going to protect New York, the least they can do is try to protect Spider-Man.
This post got so much better but so much worse
I have tears in my eyes
what dirty things do you think tom would whisper in your ear?
“you being a perfect little angel for me darling.” “feel so fucking good around me.” “s-shit faster baby.” “holy fuck!” “going to fill you up so nicely darling.. how’s that sound?”
Uh huh interesting I hate myself for loving this
Why am I secretly getting turned on by imagining Tom saying those words 🤤
so who’s kissing me on new years? no one? that’s what i thought
Why is that me tho
soft boyfriend
Yezzz
m a s t e r l i s t
t o m h o l l a n d
f o r g o t t e n ☾ ❀
Part one ——— Part two
p e t e r p a r k e r
j e t ’ a i m e ☾ ❀