{requested} : its actually for my valentine @keepingupwiththeparkers!
{type of story} : imagine
{author’s note} : here you go, @keepingupwiththeparkers ! i really hope you like it! i kinda wrote it in a rush as i was busy and it’s kinda short! plus, a big thank you to @dtftomholland and @thelazypangolin for putting in the effort to organize this dollar valentine! to all of you : HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!
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A sigh left your lips as you opened your eyes. You felt a warm presence beside you, and it took you a while to realize that Tom was sleeping next to you. The sunshine streaming through the window made his face glow, making him look all ethereal. You moved few of your best friend’s brown curls from his forehead and smiled softly.
You shivered a little as your feet hit the cold floor. Looking for something to wear, you spotted a pair of your sleep shorts and Tom’s black hoodie. Slipping those on, you went to the bathroom to freshen up and made your way towards the kitchen.
Before you started making breakfast, you scrolled through your playlist to play your favorite song. As the mellifluous tune of Ariana Grande’s Imagine played through your shared apartment, you prepared the ingredients needed to make pancakes.
As you hummed alongside to the song, you were running through the stuff you needed for the annual Singles Sleepover that night in your mind. The Singles Sleepover started as a joke between your best friends, Tom and Haz but ended up being a ritual every year.
Even though Tom was your best friend, there was no denying that you had feelings for him. When you told about your feelings towards Tom to Harrison, he has tried so many times to set the both of you up, but to no avail. You felt that Tom has always seen you as a best friend and those little gestures and kisses were nothing but a way of showing his platonic love towards you.
You heard the sound of footsteps approaching you and you turned around to see Tom. Handing him a mug, you stirred the batter for the pancakes.
“How are the pancakes going, love?” you felt him hug you from behind and you instantly relaxed in his arms.
“Better than you, I would say,” you smirk at him, as he lets out an exaggerated gasp.
After making the pancakes, you slid a plate towards Tom and he gives you a goofy grin.
“You make the best pancakes, Y/N. I love you so much!”
“Thank you so much, but actually I love you more,”
“Nah, I love you more,”
“I would step on Lego for you,”
“Shit, you win this time,” Tom pouted as you gave him a cheeky grin.
“So, what are watching today for our sleepover huh?” you asked him.
“What about the new episode of Brooklyn Nine-Nine? I know you wanted to watch it,”
“You know me too well, Holland. By the way, Haz isn’t joining us this time right?”
“Yeah, he wants to spend today with Mia doing gross coupley shit,” he said, doing a disgusted face.
Harrison met Mia during his semester break last summer and those two instantly hit it off. They were literally a match made in heaven and you could only imagine that you and Tom were like that.
Standing up, you brought your plates to the sink to wash it. Then, you remembered that you had to ask Tom about dinner.
“Hey Tom, wha-” you turned around to see him standing close to you. You could smell the strong scent of mint and cinnamon and his deep brown eyes had a magnetic force that was strong enough to pull you in. He leaned towards you and you swore that your heart was gonna jump out of your chest.
Shit, is he gonna kiss me?
Oh god, is he?
You closed your eyes as you tried to calm down your nerves. Tom wasn’t stopping and the moment your noses nearly touched, a shrill tone rang through the house.
Startled, both of you pulled away from each other. Tom picked up his phone and noticed that Haz was calling him. Muttering a string of profanities, he answered the call reluctantly.
“Yeah, mate...Um, sure... yeah. I will see you there,” he ended the call and turned to you. You still haven’t recovered from his sudden move towards you and now you had no idea on how to react now.
“Um, love I’m sorry that I have to leave now. I promised Haz that I would help choose a gift for Mia. I promise that I will help you set up for the sleepover tonight, darling,” he said as he slipped on his jacket and sent a small wave your way before stepping out the door.
Plopping yourself on the couch, you touched your face that was getting super hot and let out a soft sigh. A heavy feeling settled in your chest as you only thought of one thing.
What the fuck just happened?
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“Really, love? You are going with that?”
“Yes, and this is my final decision,”
“Oh God, Y/N, pizza and wine do not go well together,” he shook his head, a smile etched on his perfect face.
“In the Tom way, it doesn’t but in my way, it definitely does,” you responded smugly. He let out a loud laugh, his eyes gleaming with adoration for you. He picked up his wine glass and held it up in the air to make a toast.
“To another year of being single and miserable!”
“Hey, so are you saying that being with me is miserable?” you prodded, a teasing tone to your voice.
“Oh, how can I be miserable when I’m with you, darling?”
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After three boxes of pizzas and one too many glasses of wine, both of you were splayed out on the couch binge-watching Brooklyn Nine-Nine and Game of Thrones.
“Tom, don’t you think that Jake and Amy look so cute together?” your eyes fixed on the screen.
When your question didn’t elicit a response from him, you nudged him to get his attention. A frown was evident on his face and he seemed to be thinking very deeply.
“Hey, Tom, you okay?” you shook his shoulders a little and it made him snap out of his trance and focus on you.
“Mhm yeah?”
“What were you thinking about, huh?”
“Its nothin’, love”
“Come on, tell me please...,”
“Do you really want to know?” you eagerly nodded your head.
“Okay, here it goes. Y/N, I think, no I’m sure that I have been in love with you since the day I met you. You have never failed to amaze me and I’m so grateful to have you in my life. You helped me through so many, stayed with me through thick and thin and also successfully put up with me. I absolutely gone crazy for you and I really would love to be more than friends. So, will you be the Amy to my Jake?”
You felt as if time had stopped and it was just you and Tom in the whole universe. He was in love with me the whole time? How did I not know about about this?
You were way beyond shocked to formulate a proper response in your head so you just sat there gaping at him. This lead to Tom thinking that he botched this whole proposing thing and he ruined his friendship with you.
“Oh love...if you don’t like me it’s totally okay. Please don’t fre-”
You cut him off by pressing your lips against his and slid your hands around his neck. Tom was surprised at first but he deepened the kiss and placed his hands on your hips.
Crawling onto his lap, you started grinding against him, just as you let out a moan. He broke your kiss as you both looked at each other, panting heavily.
“Love, that was...amazing. So, you like me too?”
“I have always liked you, dumbass,”
“Wanna go to your room and continue?” you asked him, lust evident in his eyes.
SPOILERS!!!!!!!!! I GAVE YOU A 10 SECOND WARNING DON'T COME @ ME . this movie ruined them and i hate marvel for that if ffh doesn't have depressed peter in it i am going to atlanta and i am gonna teach feige a lesson also this edit sucks AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATE ILY (my audio) #avengerssociety #irondad #spiderson #ironman #ironmanedit #spiderman #spidermanedit #tonystark #peterparker #robertdowneyjr #tomholland #tomhollandedit #rdjedit #omgmarvel #omgmcu #avengers #avengersendgame #endgame #irondadsoc https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw45T17Iebu/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1o7v3secyb8k7
Here's an AVENGERS x F. R. I. E. N. D. S edit I did on the occasion of one year of Avengers Endgame dedicated to the original six Avengers. Do like and share guys.
{summary} : based on a dialogue prompt : “If you do that one more time…”
{warning} : swearing + ( a mini baking session with me in the background)
{word count} : 1860 words
{pairing} : peter parker x reader
{requested} : this was made for @wehaveabucky ‘s 2.5K writing challenge!!! go visit her blog!!! ( sorry for being late, school was killing me!!!)
{type of story} : imagine
{author’s note} : this was a very soft one hehehe. i hope you guys enjoy it and feedback is highly appreciated!! and this gives me a lot of autumn vibes. plus, thank you for 200 followers!!!
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“Y/N, I can’t tell you the answer to that!,” Peter tried to reason with you as you both walked on the pavement filled with dried leaves.
“Pete, please just this once,” you looked up at him, trying to convince him with your puppy eyes so that he will break the answer for the chemistry question to you. For a moment, what you thought was Peter’s stand seemed to falter but he quickly composed himself.
“No and that’s my final decision,” he stormed off, leaving in front of a cafe in the mild autumn breeze.
You let out a sigh as you opened the door to the cafe. It wasn’t an ordinary cafe, it was a family business. It was named John’s Cafe, after your grandfather. Your parents usually took care of the cafe, you would just help them to bake pastries after finishing your homework or whenever you were free.
Your parents were out of town as they went to visit your ailing aunt. It was all up to you to take care of the cafe now.
You set your bag down, changed your clothes, and wore your apron, preparing the dough to bake the pastries. You were planning on selling the premade strawberry pastries, not only because it was on the menu, also because you wanted bring some for Peter as it was his favorite.
You started off by preparing the strawberry filling by combining sugar and tapioca in a small saucepan. You added fresh strawberries and let it stand for 5 minutes. When the mixture started to boil, you mixed some lemon juice in it, stirring it until it was thick and left it to cool.
You rolled out the premade dough and cut it into squares. You spooned out the fillings into the center of each square. After sealing the pastries, you placed them in the preheated oven.
After 10 minutes, the pastries turned a golden brown, prodding you to take them out. You drizzled the icing you made earlier and proudly set them up on the counter.
You dusted your hands on your apron before walking over to the entrance of your cafe and flipping the sign over to ‘OPEN”. You looked at the light evening sky which was full of golden rays that signified the end of the day and sighed contently to yourself.
Peter crawled up the wall of the Avengers Tower as he looked over the whole town, keeping an eye for any crimes happening out there. Suddenly, Karen’s voice woke him up from his thoughts.
“Peter, you have a message from Y/N,”
Peter smiled as he heard your name. He was planning to swing by your cafe to drop off the answer to the ‘indecipherable’ (according to you) question. He wanted to tell Karen a reply to your message, but something caught his eye.
A security alarm was going off at one of the cafes near him. The mechanical eyes on his suits squinted to see the name of the cafe. His heart nearly jumped out of his chest when he saw it.
John’s cafe
He swung quickly to your cafe as his mind swirled with thoughts of you. He was planning on activating ‘Instant Kill Mode’ if anything ever happens to you. He let out a audible gasp as he saw the scene between you and the robber unfold before him.
You were holding a frying pan to protect yourself from the perpetrator. Peter nearly laughed out loud when he saw you.
“What are you doing over there? C’mere and help me!” you waved your pan at the masked hero.
Peter shot some webs at the robber and tied him up. He ran and gave him a flying kick which sent him to the corner of the room. He made the robber stick to the wall nearby.
“So, ma’am, I would love to stay here but I have to go and drop off the criminal over there at the police station,” Peter said, intentionally deepening his voice.
“Sure, Spiderman, thank you for saving my life,” you nodded and smiled. To be honest, you were freaking out. Your favorite superhero was standing in front of you, and you had to try hard to calm yourself down.
“Um, here you go,” you stared down at the watch-looking device that Spiderman just handed you.
“What is this?” you asked as the device wrapped itself around your wrist, fitting you perfectly, as if it was made for you.
“Oh, it’s like a device where if you press the button on it and the red light flashes, it sends a signal to me and your coordinates. This will help me to save you if you are in danger. Plus tip, if the red light flashes thrice, it means that I didn’t get your message or I ignored it, but we both know that won’t happen,” he explained.
You slowly nodded and tried to grasp whatever the man/boy in front of you was blabbering about.
“Maybe I should get going- are tHOSE STRAWBERRY PASTRIES?!” he exclaimed.
“Yes! So, do you want some?” you asked and noticed that the eyes on his suit grew wider.
His head bobbed enthusiastically and you packed some of the pastries for him. He let a quick wave of his hand and left the cafe, leaving you in the cold night.
“I met him Peter, it was really Spiderman!” you explained to the brown-eyed beside you.
“Of course, Y/N, why would Spiderman even be there?” he asked you with a light smirk.
“Guess what,” you huffed.”I’m getting out of here. See ya later, alligator.”
Peter smiled as he saw your nimble feet skipping down the way to your cafe.
You toyed with the device that the masked hero gave you as you stared out into the oblivion. Your transient meeting with him has left a strong impact on you.
You wanted to see him.
Your finger hovered over the button as you bit the inside of your cheek. Holding your breath, you pressed the button.
In about a minute, you saw Spiderman standing right at the entrance of your cafe.
“Wait, why, what happened?!” he asked in between breaths.
“Oh, shit, sorry! The watch accidentally hit the wall, so I think it called you,” you lied, red rising up your cheeks.
“Ah ok then,” he scratched his head.”I think I better get going now.”
You nodded your head and gave him a bag of strawberry pastries. You gave a smile his way as he swung back to his quarters.
As days went by, you kept pressing the button on the device so that you can meet the young superhero. The conversations between you guys always went by like this :
“Wait Y/N, why did you call me?”
“Oh, sorry, I dropped the device and it called you,”
“If you do that one more time…”
“Why am I here again?”
“My cat stepped on it,”
“You don’t even have a cat,”
“No, I am telling the truth!”
“If you do that one more time…”
“Jesus Christ, Y/N what are you doi- IS THAT A MOUSTACHE?”
“EY HERMANA, hOLA”
“gET tHat mOUSTACHE OFF”
“NO, THIS IS MY pRIDE”
“If you do that one more time…”
But, unbeknownst to you, Peter was falling for you. A minor crush that he had on you was now a very major crush.
Even though he was tired of you calling his alter ego, but admittedly, he liked it.
He loved seeing you happy and the smile you would give him as you hand him the bag of strawberry pastries.
He was elated by the fact that you would tell him your encounters with Spiderman whenever you meet him.
He really wished that he could confess his feelings for you, but he didn’t want to place you in a precarious position He was worried that if anyone knew that he was Spiderman, they would come after you.
He sighed softly as he stood up from his bed to take a bath.
On his study table, the device that was connected to yours was flashing a bright red.
“Fucking hell,” you whispered softly, inaudible to masked robber in your cafe, “Where the hell is Spiderman when you need him?”
You kept pressing the button until the springs came out of it. You muttered a curse word to yourself as you reached to your back pocket to get your phone.
Your thumbs flew at a rapid speed, typing out words to Peter which might also be your last words.
Y/N
peter, there is a fkin robber
come n save me
pls
btw, i love y
Before you could type out the last message, your hair was yanked and pulled out from your hiding place. You wriggled out of the unknown person’s grip and punched him in the face.
You were face to face with the masked robber. A light drip of blood was visible on his jaw, the place you just punched.
He grabbed you by the shoulder, applying too much pressure which made tears from at the side of your eyes. He pushed you down to the chair and tied you up with a rope. Taping your mouth with a strip of duct tape, he proceeds to go to the counter to take all the money and shove it inside his bag.
You sat there helplessly as you saw smirking at all the money he just found
Isn’t there anyone to help me? you thought to yourself.
“Stop right there!” a voice came from the entrance of your store.
Ah, here this bitch comes, you mused as you saw Spiderman standing in his famous suit.
“Heh, what are you gonna do, Spiderboy,” a chuckled came from the bad guy.
“First of all, it’s Spiderman,” he said as he delivered a swift kick to his face and webbed his hands up.
The masked hero glided smoothly to web the perpetrator up against the wall and come to your side and untie you. You hugged him as you felt a wave of emotions sweep over you, mainly relief, happiness and love.
You hesitated as the mask of the hero deterred you from kissing the lips of the man behind it. Somehow he read your thoughts and pulled off his mask and only hesitated for a split second. Before that, he made sure that the robber did not see his face.
You were shocked and relieved to see your best friend standing in front of you. You gave him a soft smile and stood closer to him. Peter took your cheeks in his hands and guided your lips to his.
Sparks coursed through your whole body as Peter started caressing your lower back. It was just a small and sweet kiss, which signaled the start of your romantic relationship.
Both of you pulled back, foreheads resting against each others. Suddenly, Peter started sniffing something as he lifted his head up.
{summary} : a small fic based on shawn mendes’ songs that i wanted to write since it ever came out. listen to it here !
{warning} : hella lot of fluff and some mentions of sex
{word count} : 1393 words (cool)
{pairing} : tom holland x reader
{requested} : no one
{type of story} : imagine
{author’s note} : hello ppl i was too lazy to continue my series so i wrote this sorry hehe (don’t worry, it will be up soon!) plus this is a cool song! i recommend it!!!!! send me an ask to be added to my taglist! plus, #thanosdemandsyoursilence ( I AM GONNA WATCH IT TOMORROW AHH)
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All it'd take is one flight
We'd be in the same time zone
Tom wanted to see you so badly. He was very busy travelling around the world for the premier of Infinity War, that he didn’t have time to see you, his best friend. Yeah, his best friend. He did have a major crush on you but was afraid to tell you that thinking that it might affect your friendship with him.
Looking through your timeline
Seeing all the rainbows,
He whipped out his phone, looking at your Instagram page. Just looking at your pictures made him smile like a stupid dork.
Man, I wish I can eat pancakes with her, he thought when he saw a picture of you eating pancakes.
His heart exploded with joy when he saw a picture of you and him holding your passports, when you guys went to Hawaii last year. He wanted to see you so badly and he had to think of a way.
Wait, maybe this will work, I hope?
I got an idea
And I know that it sounds crazy
I just wanna see ya
Oh, I gotta ask
He opened the messaging app on his phone and texted you, his thumbs moving at a speed that no human brain can comprehend. His face lighted up as soon as he saw the three little dots at the lower left side of his phone screen.
Tom
Y/N can i meet you??
Y/N
tom, are you kidding me? you are at japan
Tom
ya but can i see you?
Y/N
you know you can barge into my house anytime you want, but how?
Do you got plans tonight?
I'm a couple hundred miles from Japan, and I
I was thinking I could fly to your hotel tonight
Tom
do you have plans tonight, love?
Y/N
...no, as you know im just gonna watch some gossip girl and make myself heppi
Tom
then await my arrival darling.
i will be there soon!
Y/N
wait what...
how...
ARE YOU GONNA TAKE A FREAKING FLIGHT? QHAT
THOMAS STANLEY HOLOGRAM
'Cause I-I-I can't get you off my mind
Can't get you off my mind
Can't get you off my mind (oh)
Tom was grinning happily as he sat in his seat in the plane. He couldn’t wait to see you, hug you, feel you and tell that he loves you. His smile turned upside down to a frown as his mind flooded with thoughts of you saying no to him. He sighed deeply and tried to divert his attention to the magazine that was in his bag. Despite his attempts, he was futile in not thinking about you as he can’t get you off his mind.
I could feel the tension
We could cut it with a knife
I know it's more than just a friendship
I can hear you thinking about it, yeah
You were walking around in your living room. You were half expecting half not for Tom’s arrival. You did have feelings for Tom but you didn’t want to ruin the friendship between you guys.
You guys are unbelievable...
You wore a crop top and a pair of black leggings and put a minimal amount of makeup to look good and also to cover up the fact that you have binge watching movies since the day Tom left for Japan.
There was no one to cuddle with and to play with your hair and even to comment on the nasty pancakes you did every morning. You loved the way his nose scrunched up whenever he smiles at your not-so funny puns. You always loved the fact that his arm always ends up at your back, unconsciously drawing patterns no matter where you guys are.
Gosh, I am madly in love with him, you thought to yourself.
You glanced at the clock and noticed that the time was 12pm. You were convinced that either Tom is coming tomorrow or he was playing a prank on you. You cleaned up and wore your favorite Spider-man shirt and shorts. As you were going to open your room’s door, you heard the doorbell ring.
You walked briskly towards the door opened it to find Tom standing there. You were knocked out of breath as Tom hugged you so tightly. You laughed, throwing back your head and hugged him back.
“I am not going anywhere, headass,” you sighed as you rested your head in the crook of his neck.
You released yourself from Tom’s embrace and signaled him to take a seat on your couch. You quickly made two cups of tea and made your way to the living room. You gave him his cup and sat down on the couch.
There was a very awkward silence between the both of you now. There was a very heavy tension in the room, that you can even cut it with a knife. Both of you acted like strangers who just met and fell in love but afraid to tell the other about their feelings.
Do I gotta convince you?
That you shouldn't fall asleep
It'll only be a couple hours
And I'm about to leave
To end this silence, you cleared your throat and made Tom look at you questioningly.
“It’s quite late, Tommy. I should go and sleep. I have to work tomorrow,” you said, with a sadness in your heart that you have to leave him.
“Y/N, work can wait. I will leave soon to Japan as I have a fan meet. I came all the way here to see you. Don’t disappoint me, darling,” he said with his puppy eyes, making you melt at his words.
You sighed and sat down on the couch. His face lighted up like a little child and you giggled at him.
Do you got plans tonight?
I'm a couple hundred miles from Japan, and I
I was thinking I could fly to your hotel tonight
'Cause I-I-I can't get you off my mind
Can't get you off my mind
Can't get you off my mind
Both of you ended up watching some random movies in order to pass some time. Halfway through a movie, Tom nudged you and sat facing you. You tilted your head and adjusted yourself so that you were facing him.
His fingers were lightly ghosting over your arm, back and forth. His nimble fingers slowly went down your leg and stopped at your upper thigh. Your whole mind was fuzzy as you couldn’t understand what was going on.
“What are you doing, Tom?” you asked him, breathlessly.
“I have been wanting to tell you these words all these while,” he looked up at you and the sight of him like that blew you away.
“I would love to be more than just best friends, Y/N. I love you,”
Do you got plans tonight?
I was hoping I could get lost in your paradise
The only thing I'm thinking 'bout is you and I
You stared back in disbelieve at the curly brown haired boy in front of you, not realizing what was going on.
He likes me?! Tom Holland LikEs mE?!
Tom looked back at you with a glimmer of hope in eyes, waiting for your answer. Even though you were freaking out in the inside, you steadied your nerves and kissed him. It was a slow and steady one, much in a romantic way.
Let's get lost tonight (oh)
Let's get lost tonight (oh)
Baby, you and
I can't seem to get you off my mind
Both of you pulled away and looked at each other. The light from the television made Tom’s face looked heavenly and it made you sigh deeply.
“Why? What’s wrong?” Tom asked you, his voice sounding worried.
“Tom, can you give me a map?” you asked him, playing with his curls.
“Why?”
“’Cause I am lost in your eyes,” you said, before laughing uncontrollably. Tom joined in the laughter after a moment of staring at your dorkiness.
“Its has not even been a minute since I told you that I love you and you are making a pun,” Tom shook his head, chuckling a little.
“But you still love me, baby,” you winked as you moved closer to him.
“And I do not regret that,” he said before pulling you into another kiss.
