Sunny Girl

where did my moon boy go?

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For My Sweetheart (t.h)

Summary: A letter for Tom which should have never reached him.

Warnings: Angsty angst

A/N: well i’m alive hehe... but not for long though :(( my long lived crush on this beautiful man has finally ceased. but i’m still going to support him, his works, his family, and his new relationship (which i find adorable). so in a way, this is like my goodbye to him as well 🥺 enjoy!

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Hey sweetheart :)

You left my room just now, I hope you make it back home safely. I’m sitting here with these extremely colorful flowers you brought for me and the tasteless hospital jello next to me as I write this letter. This letter… it’s something I wanted to hold off for a long time. But I guess it’s already nearing that time isn’t it?

Ahh… sometimes I wish I could really see you again, even though you left a few minutes ago. Seeing your dumb smile and hearty laughter that I love so much. Feeling your warm hand against mine. Kissing you one more time.

It honestly hurts a lot to think that would be the last time I’d ever be able to talk to you. Instead of hearing my voice with your ears, you’ll be reading it instead. But you never know right? Maybe in the end a miracle will happen, and this letter will never find you! I can only pray that I can at least push through… Just a little bit more…

For you.

If you are reading this letter, I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you for the last time that I love you.

I overheard the nurses talking not too long ago, I already knew that I didn’t have that much time left. And it’s difficult you know? Having the knowledge that your life is already making its final countdown.

But the point of this letter isn’t to make you sad! It’s supposed to make you… happy…? I’m not even sure myself to be honest. I’m already crying haha…

Thank you for being there with me. Being there for me, even though you knew what was to happen.

Thank you for remaining as someone who didn’t dare to pity or look down at me even with my condition.

Thank you for loving me for who I am, who I was, and who I could’ve been…

Thank you for the fights, arguments, and forgiveness. Though those arguments were usually caused by dumb small things, we learned and progressed our relationship together with them.

Thank you for giving me these precious moments which I cherish with all my heart. Even to the last moment, even stuck in this stuffy room, just being with you made it so much better.

I wish I could’ve seen the sunset one more time with you darling. Laying down outside on the grass sunbathing, or even watching the stars with you right by my side and Tess softly snoring nearby.

I wish I could’ve played more video games with you, even if I do lose all the time. Because while you’re focusing on winning, I’d be looking at you in awe. Watching you giggle your way to first place on Mario Kart or pout whenever a blue shell would hit you. Or how you would win a game and look at me with the happiest grin on your face expecting me to praise you or give a victory kiss. I don’t mind losing nonetheless, as long as I’m with you.

I wish I could’ve cuddled you one more time. Having those lazy Sundays with your arms around me as we sleep ‘til noon, or feeling your fingers gently thread through my hair as we silently enjoy each other’s presence. Especially since those mornings were rare for the two of us considering your busy schedule. My head on your chest and your soft arms snug around my waist as our legs tangle under the comforter. Your heartbeat would lull me to sleep again…

I’m sorry that it had to end like this darling. There was still so much that we could’ve done together and so many plans that we had for our future.

I’m sorry that I won’t be able to see that movie you worked so hard for. You were gone for so long too, I wish I could’ve seen the final project.

I’m sorry for calling you names when we were children. Even though I kept using it even when we were dating, Princess will always remain as one of my favorite nicknames that I’ve used on you.

I’m sorry that we couldn’t get wed. It’s my biggest regret of all. I could’ve been apart of the Holland family which I’ve come to love and adore.

And most of all, I’m sorry that I had to become another person that you had to lose.

Yet I know for a fact that one day you’ll be able to stand strong, even without me by your side anymore. You are the strongest person I know. Both physically and mentally. Even if it will take time for you to heal you’ll be up and running in no time.

Lastly, I’m proud of you. I’m very proud of you. You’ve endured so much darling, with your work, the stress, me, and my condition. You kept a smile throughout this period and I want you to continue smiling forever. Your smile is one of my favorite things about you anyways. I’m proud of where you’ve come and how far you’ve gotten. You’ve made it so far baby, and I don’t want you to stop pursuing the things you love. I don’t want your passion to run out. And of course, I don’t want your optimism to ever stop.

This isn’t goodbye though, I expect to see you when your time comes as well. But until then,

I love you and I’ll forever love you Tommy.

Always.

-Y/N

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bro fight me if u want but i’m still hung over tadashi hamada s o r r y

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When I Fall in Love (t.h)

Summary: Reader looks for inspiration to finish an incomplete thought.

Warnings: Bardly written fluff with very little amount of words

A/N: I apologize if the fic makes literally no sense it’s like 2 am and my dumbass keeps getting fluffy at this time I’m not that proud of this one oops-

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‘When I fall in love..’ you tapped your pencil on the paper waiting for an idea to pop up so you could write the rest of the sentence. Pursing your lips, you look around for inspiration and tilted your head to get a look of your boyfriend.

Tom was seated at the couch reading over a few lines trying to memorize them. He had a concentrated look on and was mouthing out the writing on the paper, his glasses slowly slipping down his nose for looking down too long.

Letting out a silent giggle at how adorable he looked, you placed down your pencil and waddled towards Tom, crouching down so your hands were on his knees while you peeked behind his script. Tom has watched you saunter towards him, clad in his maroon hoodie and a pair of black shorts peeking underneath, and smiled as you let out a small giggle behind his paper.

‘God, my girlfriend’s adorable,’ he thought as he ran a hand through his curls watching you carefully push down the paper to get a better look at him.

“What’re you doing darling?” Tom questioned, a growing smirk forming on his features as he begins to lift the paper again blocking your now pouting face.

“I wanna see you Tommy,” you huff and push the paper down again and gave him a goofy smile as he put the paper down.

Tom’s heart beat wildly, you were being adorably cute and not to mention distracting. He softly tucked a stray hair behind your ear and looked at you with so much affection it made your heart burn. You nuzzled your face into the palm of his hand in response.

“My god..” Tom mutters under his breath making you look up at him with his bright red face as he pulled you onto his lap, the script now forgotten beside him.

Your hands threaded through his curls and he buried his heated face into the crook of your neck. You giggled softly, his warm breath ticking you as he took in the scent of your faint perfume. When he looked at you you couldn’t help but smile as you fixed his crooked glasses and gave him a soft kiss on his forehead before climbing off of him and taking a seat next to him.

“You know you’re very distracting darling,” Tom said as he reached for his script again and flipped to the page he was reading.

You giggled and closed your eyes as you rested against his warm body, your mind going back to the sentence you needed to complete before. You smiled and cuddled into Tom.

There’s no need to wait to fall in love when the person you love the most is sitting right beside you.

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IM SCREAMING I SEE MY “her” ON THE TOP THINGIES FOR TOM HOLLAND X READER-

I DONT JNOW IF THIS MAKES ANY SENSE RN BUT HOLY MOTHER OF GOD IM LIKE

JUMPING EVERYWHERE AND SLAPPING THINGS THIS IS AMAZING OMG IM-

WOW

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gns its 4:35 am here and I spent like two hours editing and fixing this fix for u shits (jk ily) I’m just gonna be in this corner of u need me

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Her (t.h)

Summary: The story of Tom and Y/n, childhood friends, and how he sees her as she changes his world

Warnings: probably fluff and more fluff

A/N: someone please teach me to create a masterlist

OWO THIS IS A LONG BOI 1,435 WORDS have fun with my trash :)

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He was terribly young when he had first met her. His family were close friends with hers and it wasn’t uncommon to see either family at the other’s houses every now and then. And once they had come into the world, the children would tag along with their parents to other family’s house.

He wasn’t too fond of her for a while. Especially when he had accidentally broken one of her favorite hair clips, causing her to stop sucking on the lollipop her father had gifted her for completing some writing exercises, and smack the sticky candy onto his unruly curls.

It wasn’t until he had found out they both shared a love for the web-slinging hero that they became friends, constantly begging their parents to stay over at the other’s house to play.

He had become her best friend, and she was his in return.

Though those times happened so long ago, he still remembers some memories that he holds dearly to his heart.

He remembers how you were taller than him as young toddlers and using it as an advantage to grab some biscuits that his mother had been hiding in the cupboard from the two of them. And the children ultimately got caught and were scolded, the two of them trying their best not to let out a giggle as they knowingly knew that they would attempt to steal the biscuits again at another time.

He remembers the time when the two of them would run out to the field in the back of her house and climb the biggest tree in the lot a bit older, around 8 or 9, he thought. She had climbed faster than he had and was already perched on one of the large, sturdy branches that the old tree had to give. He remembers climbing up the tree and leaned against the branch she was perched on as the two of them watched the sunset.

He remembers looking up at her at that moment and was entranced by her smiling face glowing in the sun.

He remembers that moment was when he had fallen for you.

It hadn’t been that long that he began taking dance classes with you, him wanting to remain close with you since he was attending an all boys school. And only a few years had passed when he had received the opportunity to play in Billy Elliot.

He remembers when he had kissed you moments before he went on stage.

He felt like he was on the top of the world, though it was one of those awkward first kisses with no movement and arms on his sides, he felt so accomplished. And of course, when looking out into the crowd after finishing the show, his eyes found hers in the depths of the crowd somehow and flashed her a goofy grin.

It wasn’t long until he was scouted to shoot the movie The Impossible. He was going places, his career shining bright ahead of him. But of course, she wouldn’t be there with him.

They were still so young to date and the kiss was never mentioned again after it had happened.

He had left to shoot the movie.

She had stayed behind.

Oh but how overjoyed she was when she had watched his film on the big screen when the movie came out. Ah and how she would brag to all her friends that the boy giving an outstanding performance on the screen was in fact, her best friend. And to say that there were tears at the end of the movie is an understatement.

She had begun weeping in the theatre, coming to realize how much she had missed him and his stupid curly hair.

The two of them reuniting back home made her sob even harder.

He wished that she would always be there with him as she choked out that she never wanted him to leave again… How young they were then. Yet holding her close to him felt so familiar.. reminding him of home.

He remembers..

He remembers when she had gotten her first boyfriend.

He was enraged at first, fists clenching his blue sheets as she squealed about how her classmate, now boyfriend, had asked her out and where he had taken her on her first date over the phone. And once she hung up, excited for high school the next day, he had screamed loudly into his pillow and had a frustrated and angry cry that night. Yet, he knew that he should be happy for her. He considered her happiness to be his happiness and would support her no matter what.

He remembers that months later, she had shown up clearly disheveled and tired on his doorstep and broke down upon seeing him explaining that your boyfriend had dumped you. He held her tightly and brought his best friend up to his room to comfort her as much as he could. And after making a few calls to her parents, she stayed over at the Holland household, and soon enough, passed out on his bed.

He remembers waking up that Saturday morning and seeing her snuggled up next to him. God he wanted to hold her so close and tell her how he truly felt since they were children. But risking the perfect relationship they had right now would be a drastic move, especially with her being so sensitive after a breakup.

He pushed off his feelings for now and concentrated more on being there for her.

He, of course, had his own share of girlfriends that he cared for. And his fame began to grow more and more as he began filming more with well known actors and having the lucky opportunity to work with famous directors.

She had been the one so supportive to go for the Spider-Man auditions. She had explained that she had seen so much in him that screamed out Peter Parker and just as a hero in general.

He went for the role.

And after grueling months of waiting, he had gotten the role.

The two of them were screaming at each other’s faces as they saw the Instagram post.

But the hardest part was always leaving.

She still had school to finish and he had the opportunity of his dreams to go film their childhood hero. And with a silly smile on her face she let him go through the airport gate and watched him disappear into the plane before leaving.

She went ahead and visited their childhood spot, the tree that they would climb as kids. The tree was now older but still sturdy and now held a swing on one of the branches.

She smiled sadly at the tree, still able to see the memories of a younger her and him running around the tree and picking flowers for each other to see who got the prettiest one. It would be a tough couple of months without him…

He remembers her tight hugs when he would come back from filming. And he would gladly squeeze her too, sometimes a bit too much causing her to repeatedly slap his back and pinch his sides for him to let her breathe.

He remembers the small kisses she would place on his head and the feel of her hands running through his hair in an attempt to get him to fall asleep after a long day.

He remembers her bubbly laughter when he picked her up and spun her around a few times after she had agreed to be his girl.

And he remembers her crying in his arms after explaining that she’s been receiving backlash from his fans for months after going public.

But they both went through it together. And together they were happy.

He made her happy.

And she made him happy.

And after a few more years of dating,

Moving in with each other,

Countless snuggles,

Too many kisses,

And a few small fights..

He remembers to bring the small black box with him as they drove to their childhood spot.

Chatting here and there, sharing a few laughs, she peacefully sat on the swing as he softly pushed her, watching the sunset.

And he got in front of her, held her hands, and knelt down taking out the ring in the box.

And he can still remember how beautiful she looked at that moment.

“Will you marry me Y/n?”

Tom smiled to himself and looked at you, a ring resting on your finger as you stood in front of him in a breathtaking white wedding dress, remembering your response.

“Yes.”

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BRuH WHY DO I GET INSPIRED TO WRITE FROM 1-2 AM

LIKE

W H Y

SLEEP IS ESSENTIAL

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bro the things i would do for a boy i love to hold me close and say “i love you more than my hot cheetos” is terrifying

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Happy (t.h)

Summary: Reader struggles with some mean comments

Warnings: Angst bc i said so and like a few bad words but yanno

A/N: Ya girl’s in that mood again so here have so angst

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You couldn’t even look at him.

Frustration was building up in you and tears were threatening to spill over your uneven breathing and small whimpers were the only thing Tom could hear. Your fists tightly gripped the ends of his shirt tugging him towards you.

“..Y/n,“ Tom softly said, placing his warm hands on your forearms to try to relax you.

“Tommy,” your entire body was shaking now, the tears flowing out and your knees couldn’t support your weight anymore making you fall on the ground. Your tight grip on Tom’s shirt making him slide down to the floor with you.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” Tom rubs your arms and watches you break down with a worried look.

“Tommy I don’t want you to leave me p-please *hic* Y-yea I know I don’t deserve you *hic* a-and *hic* I know I’m being selfish for keeping you for myself *hic* because I’m just some...” you let out a sob and wrap your arms around yourself, “..some selfish bitch.”

You cry letting the tears drop onto the floor, the tile freezing against your bare legs making you shiver and shake as tears and sobs escaped from your body. There was a stabbing pain in your head from the crying but what hurt the most was your heart.

Your whole body was in pain, the hateful comments that were directed to you finally dig deep into you and hit your insecurities and just.. made you feel like shit.

Tom engulfed you in a warm hug and pulled you into his lap. He held you close and ran his hand through your hair in an attempt to calm you. Your uncontrollably sobbed and you let out a wail into his shoulder and held on to the man you loved for dear life. Your tears began to soak his white shirt, as if you haven’t already caused enough damage to the poor shirt.

You were vulnerable, breaking down in front of the person you wanted to be the strongest for. Your head was tucked into the crook of his neck tears falling onto his soft skin as he held your shaking self as he held you tightly against him.

“The comments are so mean Tom,” you whispered to him, not using your voice because you would let out another sob if you did. “I wanted to ignore them but their words hurt so much Tommy. And I hate that some of them are true about me.” You gasped for air and felt your chest tighten as the tears began to well up again.

Tom tightened his grip on you and dug his face into your hair. A gasp escaping from your lips as you felt his own tears fall on your shoulder.

“Tommy..”

“I understand if you want to leave me, it’s hard to be put under all this pressure..” Tom sniffled, “I love you too much to see you in this much pain. I don’t want you to suffer from this.” You let out a sob.

“Darling,” Tom lifted himself from your shoulder so the two of you were facing each other and softly placing his hand on your cheek, wiping away the cascading tears, “I don’t want to force you to be with me. Do what makes you happy baby and I’ll be fine with it.” Tom’s tears rolled down his cheek as he sucked in a deep breath.

You took a deep breath as well, and reached out for him. Your hands on both sides of his face, your head craning down to reach his since you were elevated on his lap and rested your forehead against his with your eyes closed.

Tom removed his hand from your cheek to place both his hands to rest on your waist in attempt to pull you closer to him, his eyes closed as his head rested against yours.

“I’m only happy when I’m with you Tom,” you breathed, “I never want to leave you baby.. I love you too much to do that.”

Tom felt your tears hit his face and brought his hands up to you to wipe the tears away. Your tears mixed with his on his face, a small smile gracing his features. He nudged his nose yours softly gave small Eskimo kisses to you making you giggle.

Tom looked at you endearingly as you finally let a small grin make its way to for face. You opened your eyes and the two of you chuckled at how red the other’s eyes were red from crying. Neither of you could get rid of the shit eating grin on your faces though. The both of you really learned how much the other really cared and loved each other.

Tom carefully carried you to the bathroom where you washed your faces and got ready for bed together. Once snuggled in the sheets, Tom faced you and stared at you for a while making you giggle.

“How did I ever get this lucky?” Tom whispers and pulls you close to his him your legs tangling in his.

“I should be saying the same Tommy,” you softly smiled and planted a small kiss on his nose.

“God I love you,” you say at the same time.

Sleepy grins making it to your faces before snuggling into each other. Tom’s body radiating warmth and yours giving soothing effect. The two of you slept soundly not caring on what the world had to say about the two of you.

You and Tom were happy.

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oH MY G O D PETER PARKER IS MY NUMBER ONE SOFT BOY M M M M M

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i’m losing my mind oops

i’m happy for him otherwise :)

but ya girl just want sm1 to cuddle yanno :))))

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Missed You (t.h)

Warnings: Nothing but sickening fluff

A/N: hello i still don’t know how to work a tumblr so if u could help me out then dm me pls :3

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Just the feeling of being in Tom’s arms again made you let out a content sigh.

Tom had landed back in London yesterday night after filming and he wanted nothing more than to spend his break off work with his family, Tessa, and y/n. And finally seeing you after six long months standing in your shared apartment without holding you, the poor boy couldn’t hold himself back from giving you the tightest embrace in the world.

The same couldn’t be said for you too. Being without him was tough and lonely in the apartment. FaceTime and calling weren’t enough and would never compare to him physically being there with you. And seeing him again in front of you made your heart pound faster than it had been for the past few months without him.

You practically jumped onto him and wrapped your arms around him tightly, a few tears escaping as you breathe in his familiar scent that you had dearly missed.

“I missed you so much, darling,” Tom cooed into your ear, his voice a bit raspy sounded tired from his long flight. You sniffled, still a bit emotional from his return and smiled in the crook of his neck. How you missed hearing his soft voice naturally and not by phone.

Tom began to softly stroke your hair in order to soothe you. He took in the sweet scent of your strawberry shampoo that he loved so much (and occasionally used it when he was home without you knowing) and planted a lingering kiss on top of your hair. His gentle hand continuing to stroke your hair.

“I missed you too, Tommy,” you mumbled into his neck and giving it a small kiss before looking up at him again.

Your eyes locked with his soft brown eyes and watched as they wrinkled at the ends as he smiled longingly at you. You let out a small giggle as he leans towards you, pecking your nose and then going for your soft lips.

The kiss wasnt rushed but it wasn’t soft either. His lips craved yours as you did for his and the two of you hungrily kissed each other, your hands pulling his neck towards you and him pulling your hips closer to his to deepen the fervent kisses.

The night soon ended with the two of you taking a relaxing bath together, just enjoying each other’s company and finally laying in bed together, the tv softly playing a movie as you and Tom cuddled.

Lying on Tom’s chest with one arm around you and the other softly rubbing your thigh allowed a small relaxed sigh escape your lips as you looked up at Tom and softly planted a kiss on his jaw. He tore his eyes away from the tv to look at you playfully smile at him before leaning in for another kiss.

“God I missed this..” you mumbled against his lips, a smile stretching Tom’s lips as he pecked your lips. You softly ran your hand across his soft curls before placing it on his cheek and giving him one last peck and snuggling into him again.

Tom looked down at you in his arms and smiled. “I love you so much y/n.”

“I love you too baby,” you say looking up at him again and snuggle into his hand that he places on you cheek. Tom places a soft kiss of your lips and sighs contentedly as he turns off the tv and lights in the room before relaxing with you in his arms.

Finally reunited, you and Tom sleep soundly in your shared apartment with each other’s warmth calming the other.