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How the fuck am I supposed to live like this. What the actual fuck.

Bucky Barnes in The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (2021)

i go to bed. i am consumed by overwhelming loneliness. i stare at the ceiling. i long for something i can’t name. i question if i’m real. i see a funny little meme on my phone and laugh hysterically for several minutes. i get too invested in an unrealistic fantasy. i pass out around three.

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This is def one of the best spiderman edits i’ve ever seen. The transitions are *chefs kiss*

From Akeditx on youtube!!

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Tigers, it’s been a long, dramatic, somewhat confusing road. As we draw this year to a close, it’s time to move on… to a new phase of our lives.

Spider-Man: Far From Home (2019), dir. Jon Watts

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Who the hell is Bucky?

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What’s wrong with a little chaos?

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being born in the late 90′s is a really weird time because our coming of age is/was so tied into the expansion of personal technology? like for so many of us the transition from getting your first flip phone to smartphones wasn’t just a technology shift, it was part of growing up. and it created this really weird timeline where new technologies were being created right as we entered the right age market to use them, so now we all know intuitively how to use snapchat or the social context of emoji use or whatever but we can also remember childhoods spent (almost) entirely outside and offline. like you get all the disillusionment of the older millennial generation except now with the stress of spending your adolescence measuring yourself against others on social media and it’s really fucking confusing

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you put it into words

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I will reblog this every time I see it.

peeterparkr

perfidy;tom holland|9

chapter 9: the polaroid

enemies to lovers au/enemies with benefits

chapter summary: tim, tom and the broken ankle

pairing: tom holland x y/n

warnings: swearing, alcohol mention, angst, smut (skip the * if you don’t want to read it), car sex, marriage mention

word count: 7.7k

here’s a playlist

social media before you read (IMPORTANT FOR THE CHAPTER) : tweets, Instagram and a text

previous chapter next chapter series masterlist

wanna be tagged?

Hi, to make up for not posting yesterday, have a longer chapter.Tell me what you think. Stay safe.

When seeing a story there’s always a before and after the story. If it doesn’t matter, then it shouldn’t be said.

Problem is, it mattered to y/n, and Tom. Who were each dealing with a problem that technically shouldn’t matter to them but it did. It really did. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be talking about it.

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breaking curfew [part fourteen]

A/N: apologies in advance lol

Summary: When you got the job to be a counselor at the summer camp you’d grown up attending all your life, you expected to see some familiar faces. But you certainly hadn’t counted on having to work alongside the boy who had made it his life’s mission to make your life a living hell every summer. In fact, you thought you’d never have to see Tom Holland again. But he’s is in the cabin right across from yours with campers of his own- smirk, jawline, and all. If you didn’t know any better you might’ve thought that he applied for the position just to spite you, but who were you kidding? What kind of asshole would do something like that?

Warnings: swearing, angst, lil bit of violence

What I listened to while writing: the breaking curfew playlist by @cinnamon-roll-peter

Word Count: 3k

Series Masterlist

“What do you mean?”

Tom shoved his hands in his pockets and puffed his cheeks out as he exhaled. “I wasn’t trying to get you in trouble, or trick you into coming out to the dock to make fun of you or whatever it was you thought- whatever it was I let you think,” he corrected and cleared his throat. “I just wanted to get you alone.” He paused again and doubled back. “Sorry, that sounds creepy. I just mean I wanted to talk to you alone.” He sighed. “That doesn’t make it sound any better.”

You looked at him, lost, as you wiped your eyes with the back of your hand. “Talk? Talk about what?”

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perfidy;tom holland|7

chapter 7: the dialogue

enemies to lovers au/enemies with benefits

chapter summary: the name of the game

pairing: tom holland x y/n

warnings: swearing, angst, fluff, smut (oral f receiving) (skip the * if you don’t wanna read) , ROLLERCOASTER, didn’t proof read

word count: 7.8k BUT IT’S A LIGHT CHAPTER I SWEAR

here’s a playlist

social media before you read: tweets | instagram

previous chapter next chapter series masterlist

wanna be tagged?

PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.

You won. That’s what you liked to think.

One kiss wouldn’t hurt anybody. That was the only thing that had happened, a simple sweet kiss. And it had felt different, it hadn’t been barely a kiss. You’d been the one to lean over, but he’d closed the gap. And it’d felt like a summer breeze, early june, and it tasted like the remaining tea he’d just had. Bittersweet.

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breaking curfew [part thirteen] || th x reader

A/N: shoutout to my gf @httpchrisevans for helping me with a line i was stuck on lol

Summary: When you got the job to be a counselor at the summer camp you’d grown up attending all your life, you expected to see some familiar faces. But you certainly hadn’t counted on having to work alongside the boy who had made it his life’s mission to make your life a living hell every summer. In fact, you thought you’d never have to see Tom Holland again. But he’s is in the cabin right across from yours with campers of his own- smirk, jawline, and all. If you didn’t know any better you might’ve thought that he applied for the position just to spite you, but who were you kidding? What kind of asshole would do something like that?

Warnings: swearing, angst

What I listened to while writing: the breaking curfew playlist by @cinnamon-roll-peter

Word Count: 2.6k

Series Masterlist

You spent a good fifteen minutes ironing your polo in Zendaya’s cabin after your shower that morning. You needed it to look as pristine in order to make a good impression on the parents this weekend. Well, as good of an impression as you could make with your arm in a neon cast.

Parent’s weekend couldn’t have come at a worse time for you. You already were a mess inside and out, and after that conversation with Fy you didn’t feel like doing anything other than crawling into bed and and hibernating for a few weeks until camp was over so you never had to face him or Tom ever again.

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