#reader x harrison

[skymoonandstardust]

How

Can

Harrison

Osterfield 

Be

So

Pretty?

[hollands-poppet]

Dancing with Our Hands Tied Part 1// Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Tom Holland is your best friend and your roommate, but you both have undisclosed feelings for each other.

Word count: 4.9K 💛

A/N: Okay, so I had a bit of writer’s block writing this but it was fun writing it..also I’m sort of following the current timeline of what is happening starting a little bit before June of 2018. Also, I was gonna do a taglist but its a lot of work for me and I’m already stressed about it so I’m just not gonna do one for this one. Anyway, enjoy!! 

Warnings: SMUT WARNING, cussing I think, angsty af, and I proofread but not really..italics is flashbacks 

Prologue  Part 2 Part 3

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Y/N could feel her hand becoming numb under her pillow, the weight from head causing a needle picking sensation. She pops one eye open and sees her alarm clock, it reads 5:24 a.m, she was already running late for her gig in downtown, “shit.” When she’s about to get up, she feels the weight of an arm over her waist. It’s like she almost forgot what happened only a couple of hours ago, speaking of only hours ago she had probably only gotten like 3 hours of sleep. The poor girl felt like a vampire these days but she’d pulled all nighters on Tumblr when she was in high school, this was nothing.

She layed back down, this time face up towards the ceiling and her right hand gripping her left wrist. It was painful way to wake her hand back up, slowly she wiggled her fingers until she felt a prickly sensation in her fingers. She tried not to make too much noise so that she wouldn’t wake up her roommate, who didn’t sleep in his own room.

As she tries to regain her feeling back in her hand, she looks over at him. Tom, he looked so peaceful, and she really was going to miss him. But then it popped into head again what had just happened only hours ago and it was like her thought process went into a million directions, what did this mean? Were they still friends? Did this mean they were dating? How did this even happen? Was it just a moment that’s not going to happen again? There were so many scenarios but only one outcome, and that was one she didn’t want to find out now.

Just as she begins to gain feeling back in her hand, she begins the process of removing his arm from her waist. Y/N starts sliding his arm off of her and when she thinks she is successful she feels his arm wrap around her again and is pulled even closer into Tom, “Where do you think you’re going love?” He mumbles through his sleep, his cheek rubbing into her shoulder and his curls touching her nose. The smell of his hair lingering, you take in the scent of vanilla and you kiss the top of his head. Then your eyes widen, what were you doing? You shouldn’t be doing this.

You pull away again, trying to get up from the bed but you’re snatched by Tom and he grabs your wrist, not rough at all. Just enough to make you turn back to look at him, both of his hands now holding onto both of yours “Stay..” his eyes now completely open, they’re both red and you could tell he was tired, “Please stay...Y/N.” His voice is groggy but he still manages to let out a small smirk, and you were so attracted to him in this moment. You wanted nothing more than to climb into bed with him but you couldn’t.

You were his best friend, he was newly single and putting yourself and him into this situation wasn’t smart at all. You lick your bottom lip, “Tommy, I have to shower for work and you have to get ready to fly out to London.” He pulls you back down, she is kneeling in front of him now and he’s holding himself up by his elbows. His eyes in and out of staying open, he squints them and brings his right hand to your cheek ,”You’re so beautiful you know that?”

She moves her cheek out of his palm, and rolls her eyes “You sound drunk you know that?” While she is on her knees, she pushes Tom back down and starts to tickle around the sides of his stomach but he has no reaction. “You know I’m not ticklish darling..” He grabs her wrists and pulls her on top of him, his hands now tickling her. “Tom, Tom! Stop please.” Y/N is squirming and lightly kicking in his arms, “Tom, I’m sorry.” He kept tickling her a bit longer, her giggle sounding like music to his ears. He finally let go knowing that had to get ready to head off to work. He lets go of her and she breathes in relief, her hands bringing her up off of him.

She starts to get out of bed again, and she manages to make it to the doorway of her room until her name is called out by Tom once again, “Y/N?” She purses her lips and slowly turns around, “Yes..Tom?” He’s sitting up now, rubbing his eyes with the bottom of palms trying to get the burning sensation from his eyes, he’s a shirtless and only wearing his boxers. It doesn’t hit Y/N until now that she is wearing his shirt and a new set of panties she slipped on after they finished what they did last night, that must mean what happened wasn’t a dream then.

“Last night..” he starts off, he rubs his index finger across his bottom lip. He wanted nothing more than to tell her how much he enjoyed it, how much he knew he wanted to build something with her. Being roommates was nice but why couldn’t you both be more than that and still live together. She stood there so gracefully in his shirt, and she looked so sexy to him in that moment. He wanted to tell her how he felt, and he decided he was go to tell her. He proceeds, “It was great.”

And before you could even sit back, his hands are on your cheeks and pulling you in for a kiss, and your brain is telling you this isn’t a good idea but your heart wants this...His heart wanted this. Your tongues find each other in your sloppy kisses, your hands tugging at each other’s clothes, what was to come next was a surprise to both of you.

You both didn’t stop. It just felt so right that you moved yourself on top of him, your thighs on the both side of his. Your hands on his chest, as his hands rest on the side of your hips. The sound from the movie was getting drowned out by the sound of their heavy breathing and kisses.

It was almost in an instant that Tom was carrying you to your bed, your legs gripping from the side of his hips at the same time while you’re trying to create friction between the both of you. Your arms are secured around his neck while your lips don’t leave his, your lips staying connected as you both want this.

He bumps open your door that was already slightly open, and he spins around as he makes it to the top of your bed. Instead of the traditional getting thrown on the bed, he turns around and starts to learn back on his bed, and she feels her entire body weight bring him down. She laughs as she loses her balance, and her head lands right above her shoulder, “You div..” she bites her tongue soon after her little remark, his hands slowly moving up and down her upper thighs. The touch of his fingertips causing her goosebumps on her arm to appear.

“Oh, I’m a div?” He asks while bringing his lips to her neck, she lets out a light whimper as she begins against the growing bulge underneath his sweats. Y/N bites her bottom lip as Tom’s kisses move from neck to her collarbone. His hands gripping her in place as she dry humps against him, he brings his lips to hers and in between them he whispers , “I’ve wanted this for so long, Y/N.”

And in an instant, her eyes are widened and she pulls away from him. His smile slowly turns into a concern, his combed up eyebrow slightly raised higher than the other in confusion. She immediately jumps off of him, she lands on his left side while her legs hang off the bed.

“We shouldn’t be doing this..” her back is faced towards him so when he sits up he can’t see her face. “Y/N..” she stands up, her hands shaking and her head shaking in a no motion, “No, Tom. This isn’t right. You’ve only been single for a couple of days.. and you’re saying you’ve wanted this for so long?”  

She turns to face him, his cheeks rosy..he’s flustered, “I meant what I said.” He gets up and takes a few steps towards her, “I have wanted you..” He tries to grab her forearms but she denies his touch, “Tom, that sounds so bad. Since I’ve moved in here I’ve supported you and-”

Before he could finish, his hands are holding onto your cheeks “Forget her. It’s just you and me right now..” Her hands rest on the top of his, holding his wrists as he brings their faces closer together “but-”

“But nothing Y/N..I haven’t been in love with her for a long time now. It’s just me and you.. how I’ve wanted it to be since I’ve met you.” His crooked nose touching hers now, the scar on his nose from breaking it a couple of months ago visible. Fuck, he was breathtaking and in his eyes so were you.

“Just trust me..” he remarks as one of his hands makes its way to the back of your neck to fully bring your lips into his. And you accept him, you accept all of him. Your hands move from his wrists to the bottom of his shirt, you start tugging it up. He breaks contact between the both of you for a minute to help you take his shirt off, his curls falling over his forehead.

His hands quickly find your waist and he’s taking your top off too, your arms in the air as he pulls it off. You’re pulled into him as his arms wrap around you, your lips kissing his collarbone and right underneath his ear, “I trust you, Tom..” You pull away to find his brown eyes already locked with yours, “good, darling..”

His lips find yours again, he’s pulling her back towards her bed instead this time he’s on top of her, his left arm above her head as the left side of his body lays next to her. His right arm around her neck, keeping their lips together and tongues finding each other. His hand slowly starts making its way down her chest, slowly drawing circles as he reaches the top of shorts.

Her hands both stop him from doing what he planned next, she lets out a nervous laugh “I’ve never done this before..” he kisses her again, letting out a low laugh “And you’re calling me a div?” She gently hits his shoulder, “I’m serious, Tom.” A small smirk appears on his face as he re-adjusts himself on to his left elbow, “its just you and me... let me show you how I feel, yeah?” She looks into his brown eyes as she removes her hand that is restricting him from the entry of your shorts, you swallow deeply and nod slowly, “okay..yeah.”

His lips find yours again, this one was passionate and long.. both of you breathing in loudly as your hands find his face. She wished she could bring his face closer than it already was if that made any sense, their kisses becoming sloppier as she tried to avoid her nerves. Her thighs slightly tense as Tom’s hands slipped under her shorts, his touch moving down to her core in a slow pace. His touch from his fingers on her panties causing her to become wet in an instant.

His fingers moving the lace panty out of the way, and moving it to the side. His kisses move from her lip and back to underneath her ear, his fingers moving in sync with his lips. Tom’s index and middle finger find themselves rubbing in between her folds, moving up and down. She begins to let out small whimpers, her head moving in an upward direction while his swirls in her core. He was taking showing her how he felt just like he said he would, and she wanted to show him how she felt too.

Before she could reach her high, she begins to move. His hand slips out of her shorts as she stands up from the bed, her legs feel slightly weak but still strong enough to stand. Her hands find the elastic of her shorts as she pulls them off, letting them slip off. Tom is completely on his back now as she unbuttons his sweats and pulls them down to expose his hard dick.

She pulls them down right above his knee, and she brings herself on top of him. Her knees on both sides of him, one of her hands finds his dick in her hand as her other hand lies right above his shoulder. Her lips finding his as she brings her folds right on top of his dick, her warm wetness causing Tom to quickly grab a hold of her waist.

He wasn’t inside of her but she was simply rubbing her clit against his hard on which felt so good to both of them. She sped up as his hands clenched between her thighs and hips, she could feel his dick pulsing, “Wait-wait for me Tom..” his grip getting tighter, “You’re so fucking wet, Y/N.” She begins to slide down in between his legs, his hands finding her hair as he looked her in her eyes. He took in Her beautiful face as she literally took him in, she started off by licking him first.. tasting herself in the process.

She licked his tip a couple of times before taking all of him in, her hand helping her bobbing motion. His whimpers taking over him, her name slipping from her mouth causing her to suck faster. She wanted him to feel good, he was so fucking perfect from this view. As she bobbed faster, Tom knew he was going to cum and he decides to sit up and move her back slightly so that he could stand. She pulls away and started to jerk him off fast, she could feel his dick pulsing, he was close.

His hand found her cheek, his thumb rubbing across it as her eyes kept lock with his. She was so fucking perfect. He lets out a loud groan as he releases, Y/N catching most of him in her mouth, some of him falling on her chest. She licks him clean as he breathes in deep and fast, trying to catch his breath. She licks the corner of her out lip, licking anything that she missed.

As soon as Tom composed himself, he finds her hands and brings her close, their stomachs pressed against one another. His lips find hers again, he wanted to take make her feel good too. She pulls away, her hands resting on his chest “As much as I want to continue, we have to sleep, Tom.” He pulls her in before she can walk away, “Maybe we can continue this in London, hm?” Before she can respond, his lips are on hers again.

She nods as he looks into her Y/E/C eyes, her hands moving the curls that were stuck to his forehead from his sweat, “Yeah, maybe.” She bites her lip as she snuggles out of his arms, his hand slapping her ass as she walks away, “Tom!” He laughs as he picks his boxers up from his knees, and he slides off his sweats.

Once Y/N is cleaned up in the restroom, she exits to find Tom already wrapped up in her sheets. She lets out a giggle as she looks through a drawer for a clean pair of panties. Before she makes her way to her closet to pull out a shirt she sees his lying on the floor, “Do you mind if I borrow your shirt?” His face snuggles closer into the pillow as he lets out “Mhmm..”

She slips it on, fitting like a glove and it smelled just like him. Y/N purses her lips as she turns off the light on her night stand, she slips into the sheets as she tucks a hair behind her ear. She pulls the blanket right above her chest, and then she lets out a low squeal as she is pulled in by the man in her bed. “You alright, y/n?” She lets out a sigh of relief, “Yeah, I just..wasn’t expecting that.” His head is snuggled right above hers, “I don’t think we were both expecting a lot of things tonight..”his voice was drifting off.

“Do you regret anything?”

It’s silent, “Tom..?Tom?” You turn your head to find him out cold, but his arm still tightly gripped around you. Maybe things were meant to be formed this way.

“It was great.” He says with a cheeky smiley but the comment doesn’t settle well with you, it was just...great? You expected more that because it felt more than just great..there were so many more words that you could use to describe last night but you didn’t. He lays back down and snuggles his head more into your pillow as you stand at the doorway, “Well, glad you had fun in my bed..”

Your comment makes his head bob up, you sounded annoyed and not all pleased. She closes the bathroom door behind her, tears beginning to swell. Stop it, Y/N. He’s just a guy who is your roommate, stop this. Her forehead pressed against it while she locks the door with her hand, and that’s when she feels the vibration from the knock, “Y/N, open up..” her hand moves from the doorknob to the middle of the door, “No, Tom. I just want to shower.”

He’s becoming worried now that she hasn’t opened it, “please darling, I just want to talk..” his hand on the same spot as hers, the door is the only thing from keeping them from touching. She shakes her head, “im running late, tom. I’ll see you in London.” And before he could respond, he hears the water start running from the other side, and not too long after maybe only seconds is when he hears you playing music.

Y/N didn’t want to hear it, she knew last night was going to be a mistake. I mean, she loved every minute of it but she knew something like this would happen. What could she expect, he was newly single..but he also said he hasn’t loved his ex in a long time. She decided to ignore it, it as in her feelings for him. This was too much of a big topic for her to unravel on her own especially with so many unanswered questions.

While the girl he was knew had feelings for was upset, he grabbed his things from her room and went back to his. Once he reached his room, he checked the time and he knew his driver would be here any minute now. If you weren’t so upset maybe you would’ve allowed him to shower with you but he had to get his things together.

He moved his luggage from his room into the kitchen which was only a few feet away from the exit of the apartment. Tom walked back into his room and threw on some comfy sweats and a sweater with his blue and black nikes, and lets not forget a baseball cap. He threw his hoodie over his head as he grabbed his carry on backpack, his earphones dangling from the neck of his sweater.

He made his way back to the kitchen, and seen that his phone had a text from his driver. As he picked up his luggage, it was like you were both meant to see each other in this moment.

The bathroom door opened, first revealing steam but you walked out with a towel wrapped around you, your wet tangled hair sticking to your body. She just stood there, her fingers intertwine as her roommate prepares leave. Y/N scratches her arm, not sure what to say and Tom grows a little disappointed. He was hoping for a farewell moment of some sort but she was feeling some type of way. He clears his throat, “Uhm..” he grips his luggage tighter, “I’ll see you in London.”

Her hand leaves her forearm as she waves, only a couple of fingers moving, “Bye Tom.” Their eyes stay connected until she moves out of his sight and into her room. Tom brings his lips in between his teeth, and looks down at the ground..maybe last night wasn’t supposed to happen. He grabs the doorknob of the apartment entrance, and begins to make his way out. Before he completely exits, he takes a look back hoping to see you standing there but you weren’t. Y/N was in her room pacing, hoping Tom would come into the room and just sweep her off of her feet but he wasn’t. Instead, he left the flat door close behind him, maybe these two weeks apart were what they needed.

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Two weeks sure do fly by fast when you’re busy, y/n had be so busy that it didn’t even feel like she was living for by herself. It had actually been a progressive day, she was able to work on a couple of celebrities for a big red carpet event. She was slumped though, hands don’t get enough credit for applying makeup.

As she entered the doorway of apartment, she set her keys and bag down on the counter. She sighed as she slipped off her shoes and left them by the doorway, the coldness from the wood of the floor helped relax her aching feet. She made her way to the fridge, looking through it was sad. It was empty except for an avocado and a couple of waters, she closed the fridge door slightly and seen a couple of slices of white bread. Avocado toast would do for tonight, so she pulled out the toaster from underneath the counter and plugged it in by the stove.

Her phone began to ring when she grabbed the knife from one of the drawers, she also grabs the avocado before answering the phone. When she grabs it, it’s actually a FaceTime call from no other than the famous Harrison Osterfield. She sets down the phone in front of her bag so that she could make her food while she talk to him.

Y/N slides her finger across the screen, and within seconds the blue eyed guy is on her screen, “Hey mate, long time no talk!” She is cutting the avocado in a circular motion, “Hey Haz, how is it going?” He purses his lips, “good actually, how are you? How’s work?”

You put the knife down and start to pull the fruit a part, “glad to know somebody cares.” He pushes his hair back in awkwardness because he knows what you’re referring to, Tom is his best mate, why wouldn’t he have known what happened?

“Oh come on, you two need to stop acting so-” you give him the stink eye from the other side of the phone, “say it Harrison.” Instead he sighs and chuckles nervously, “Look, since you’re flying out tomorrow-”

“tomorrow?!” You drop the fruit and look at the calendar on your fridge, holy crap. He was right.

“Yeah did you forget? Anyway, since you’re flying in on Tom’s Birthday-”

“I am?” It’s like everything was wiped from your memory these past two weeks.

“Jesus Christ, y/n. Stop interrupting.” You cover your mouth, “sorry, continue..”

He shakes his head, “Jacob and I are having a pool party at my house for his birthday so make sure you bring a swimsuit.”

You nod, you and Tom had coordinated that you land on his birthday so you both could celebrate. This was before you both hooked up and now it was all weird.

“Are you alright, y/n?”

You nod, “Yeah.” But you weren’t.

Haz didn’t pay much attention to detail so he believed you, he then did his shakas hand signal, and told you how Jacob would be picking you up from the airport when you landed. you were stressed, and you hadn’t even left LA yet.

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The plane ride wasn’t too bad, you had to pop some melatonin to finally fall asleep but it was all worth it because the plane ride was smooth after that. Also the first class seats Tom had booked for you were so dope, you wish you could fly a plane like this all the time.

Seeing Jacob at the airport was also heart warming, you hadn’t seen him since all the Spider-Man: Homecoming press. Once you reached him you gave him such a tight hug, he was like a big teddy bear. “Jacob, my dear friend.. how are you?” He pulls away and slides up his aviators, “I’m good, how are you? How was your flight?” You roll your bags to the car, “it was good, slept most of the time.”

He opened the trunk of his car, and helped you throw your bags in there, “Uh.. Jacob? Are you sure you can be driving out here?” He laughs while he adjusts his polo, “No but Haz sent me so it’s all good.. get in.”

Jacob just into the driver seat while you rolled yours eyes, of course Haz would send Jacob who doesn’t have a license to pick you up. As you hop in you pull out your phone and check your Instagram, you hadn’t been on since you boarded. The first thing you see is Tom’s story, which is him hitting a ball that was attached to his head with a string. He looked happy. You guessed that was good, considering how he left with you both feeling some type of way about things.

“Uh, hello? This is supposed to be bonding time between us.” He’s recording you on his Instagram story, you roll your eyes and flip of his camera. He catches his laugh in the background before he stops,  “That was rude.” Y/N laughs as she rolls down her window, “you know I was kidding Jacob.”

He sets his phone down on the dash as he begins to drive off, “oh, we’re going straight to Harrison’s from here.. the party already started. Did he tell you to bring a swimsuit?” You tuck a hair behind your ear, “Yeah, I did. I just didn’t know the party was already going on. I kind of wanted to settle into the house we’re staying in.”

Jacob turns on the radio, “Meh, don’t worry about it. The one we had in Atlanta was way better, you’re not missing out.” As he flips through the channels, Maroon 5 comes up on the radio so he just leaves it. You on the other hand were a bit annoyed already, you hadn’t seen Tom in two weeks and your first time seeing him is going to be at a party for his birthday. What a beautiful combo. Not.

As Jacob approaches the house, he makes sure to remind you to bring down your swimsuit. “Yes Jacob, for the 10th time..I’ll take it out of my luggage.” He pops open the truck as you dig through one of your bags, you pulled out a simple black bikini. You didn’t even know if you were getting in the pool to be completely honest.

She followed Jacob into Haz’s house, this is the first time she would ever be in his home. Instead of walking through the house, they entered through the side that led to the backyard. There were only a handful of people you recognized in the backyard and Jacob was in that category. You tried spotting Z out but she wasn’t in sight, maybe she was inside. So you continue to follow Jacob, your bag and swimsuit in the same hand as your free hand holds Jacob’s shoulder.

You’re approached by Harrison who immediately gives you a big hug, and almost too big because before you knew it you were being picked up by him. “Harrison, let me down! Haz!” You hit his shoulders hard enough that he sets you down right, only a couple of feet away from Jacob, “Are you crazy?” You straighten out your shirt as you look into the blonde’s eyes, he is fidgety and keeps looking over his shoulder, “Uhm, maybe I can drive you back to the house? You can get settled in and we can bring you back here later?”

Y/N rolls her eyes, “Are you crazy? I’m already here. I’m gonna change into my swimsuit.” You’re pushing past the blonde when you see it, you see them. Now you knew why Harrison wanted you to go home, to avoid the shock and hurt of seeing Tom and his ex conversing at this party.

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A/N: OKAY Y’ALL! PLEASE SOUND OFF IN MY ASKS! I’ll take any advice, theories, suggestions..please feedback is key! also love y’all, hope you're enjoying this fic so far. -Amy 💛

[playbucky]

Prince

Meeting a handsome man in the pub leads to a surprising friendship. Characters – Prince!Harrison x Reader Word Count – 1069

‘You look like the prince.’ You said as you sat done on the stool next to the handsome man. He looked at you before ‘Yeah, a lot of people say that. I don’t see it thought.’ He told you, taking a swig from his bottle. ‘I haven’t saw you here before, you new to town?’ You asked him. ‘You could say that.’ He told you, you smiled and sat up taller. ‘Well you found the best bar in town, enjoy it but make sure to leave before 1, everyone gets rowdy and starts fighting.’ You warned him, he nodded as he watched you.

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‘Your highness, you need to stop running from us.’ The two tall men standing behind you said, he looked up at them before sighing. ‘You are the prince.’ You said, her only nodded as the two guards watched him down his drink. ‘Give us five minutes.’ He told them, you could still feel their presence behind you. ‘You can stay over there.’ He stated as he pointed to the empty table. They looked at the table before nodding and walking over before taking a seat and watching him closely. ‘Why didn’t you tell me?’ You asked him, as you watched him avoid eye contact with you. ‘You would have treated me differently like everyone else does.’ He told you, you shook your head and grabbed the napkin beside you, reaching over and grabbing a pen that was sat on the bar. You quickly wrote down a place before folding it up. ‘I wouldn’t of.’ You told him truthfully, but he only shook his head before smiling disappointedly. ‘You would. Everyone does when they see me and all I want to do is see the world outside the castles walls.’ He described to you, silence fell upon the both of you, he reached for his money and paid the bill before he moved to get of your seat, you reached out and pressed the napkin into his hand, as he turned to you. ‘Meet me here tomorrow night at midnight, I’ve got something to show you.’ You told him, Harrison looked at the two guards before nodding, he gave a smile, in which you returned.

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As you wrapped the jacket around you tighter as another gust of cold wind swept past you stirring the leaves up. You then heard footsteps and turned around to watch a figure appear from the alleyway. You smiled ‘You came.’ You said happily, he nodded as you quickly grabbed his hand and lead him into an abandoned building, climbing the stairs until your reached the top where you pushed open a door and walked out onto the roof. You continued taking him to the edge until you stopped, still holding his hand. ‘Wow.’ Harrison said as he looked across to the city, the lights glistened. You looked at him and smiled before you dropped his hands before walking back and reaching into the small hole hidden. Your fingers clasped onto the soft fabric, you brung it out before heading back over. You set the blanket onto the cement before taking a seat on it. Harrison looked back at you as you patted the space beside you, he smiled and took a seat next to you. As you looked up to the starry sky. ‘What’s it like being a prince?’ You asked him as you both sat on top of a hill, looking at the town below you. ‘Constricting.’ He said straight away before you fell into a comfortable silence. ‘Everyone is watching over you, following you, doing jobs for you that you wish you could do.’ He broke the silence to explain to you. ‘Do you wish you could run away?’ You asked him, playing with the grass beside you. He turned to look at you before looking away, as you turned to him. ‘All the time.’ He told you truthfully. ‘Why don’t you then?’ You quizzed, he shrugged his shoulders. ‘They’d find me eventually and then I would have to return back here.’ He said, you nodded understanding. ‘Well let’s make a deal.’ You offered as you fully turned to him. ‘I’m listening.’ He said giving you a small smile, his eyes full of mischief. ‘We’ll meet here, every Thursday night at midnight.’ You told him, he looked at you before looking back out. ‘Why would you do that?’ ‘It gives you freedom from the castle and well I get a friend.’ You told him truthfully, he didn’t say anything for a while.

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‘I’ve to marry someone.’ He said, and you could feel your heart break in your chest. He avoided eye contact with you, but you took a hold of his hand. ‘Who?’ You asked him, he shook his head, his lose blonde curls falling onto his forehead. ‘Whoever my father decides is suitable.’ He told you, there was silence before you looked at him. ‘Run away with me.’ You said, he started laughing before he stopped when he saw how serious you were. ‘You’re serious.’ He quizzed, you nodded. ‘Yeah.’ You told him. ‘I mean, you always complain about the castle, and no one knows you’re out. So, this is your change to run.’ You explained to him and ‘And you would come with me?’ He asked you. You turned to him and nodded. ‘Of course. I’d go anywhere with the one I love.’ You said, before you could stop it. You could see him freeze next to you and bit you lip before you ‘Look, I know I shouldn’t have told you but-‘ You said as you continued looking over the city. ‘But what?’ He asked, you shook your head, only glancing at him. ‘It doesn’t matter.’ You told him, he took a hold of your wrist and spun your around to him. ‘Yeah, it does. Tell me.’ He demanded. ‘You were the first friend I had. And the more I got to know you, the more I realised that I liked you more than a friend.’ You explained to him, his eyes scanned over you. His hand came up to your cheek and he made you look at him. he smiled at you as you finally made eye contact. ‘I love you.’ He told you and your eyes widened. ‘So let’s run away.’ He told you, you smiled at him before he lowered his head and rested his forehead against yours, as you both smiled and nodded.

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[spideybitey18]

~ My Masterlist ~

Started: 6/07/18

Last Updated: 24/09/18

Total Works: 8

TOM HOLLAND:

She Will Be Loved - On going Series

Part 1 

Part 2 

Part 3 

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11    11.2    11.3    (Alternate Ending 1)

Should I Stay... Or Should I Go?? - On going

Part 1

Part 2

HARRISON OSTERFEILD:

Not What I Had In Mind - Open for a third part

Part 1 

Part 2

Part 3

PROMPT LIST:

Tom Holland - Cheating prompt 1

Tom Holland - Cheating prompt 2

Tom Holland - Cheating prompt 3

Tom Holland - Prengnancy/angst prompt

Harrison Osterfeild - Comforting/Depression prompt 

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Not What i Had in Mind - Harrison Osterfeild Imagine (Part 1)

Hey lovelies! I’m back… again.

Part 2 << is here

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Y/N - Your name  

Y/L/N - Your last name

Not What i Had in Mind - Harrison Osterfield oneshot

2nd of June.

The 2nd of June was the date that both Harrison and you decided to exchange vows. It was the perfect time of year for your family and friends to gather and celebrate the love of two individuals. The love of Harrison Osterfeild and Y/N Y/L/N.

You were everyone’s favourite couple, having the perfect ideal relationship. Your relationship was one that would last forever, and your love for each other was enough to last an eternity.

It was finally the big day, a nervous girl was standing in front of a full length mirror. That girl was you. You nervously pat down your dress, in attempt to get rid of the sticky feeling from your hands. Your Mum was a blur, making sure everything was going as planned. She was more nervous than you, wanting the best for her daughter on her wedding day.

Too caught up in your own mind you didn’t notice the best man walking into the room, until you could see his reflection standing behind you in the mirror. You nervously smiled seeing his dazed, awestruck expression.

“Do i look o-okay?” You whispered, gripping tightly on your dress. You heard your Mum in the distance, warning you not to crinkle your white gown.

“You look amazing Y/N, Harrison won’t be able to take his eyes off of you” The best man answered walking closer to you.

You turned around and faced Tom. Tom was Harrison’s best friend, best man and brother from another mother. Tom was always there for the two of you throughout the years, and was the one to introduce you two. You both were very thankful, and Tom was always there to remind you both that he was the ultimate matchmaker. Since your father couldn’t make the ceremony, you asked Tom if he could walk you down the aisle. Tom was honoured and immediately agreed.

Slowly your eyes started welling up in tears, the reality starting to set in. You were nervous, excited and wanted nothing more to be wrapped up in your fiance’s arms. You couldn’t wait to start your new journey along with Harrison, you loved him with all of your heart. You never believed in soulmates until you met Harrison six years ago.

Tom extended his arm out to you, signalling that it was almost time. Your mother hugged you, promising that she will see you at the altar before sprinting out the room towards the ceremony.

“You ready?” Tom asked.

“I’m ready as i’ll ever be”, you replied the excitement overwhelming you, the excitement of seeing your husband-to-be.

The pair walked towards the big double doors, before turning to face each other. Tom grabbed your veil from behind you and slowly moved it to cover over your face, adjusting it to look perfect.

“This is start of your new life, Y/N Y/L/N” Tom grinned, linking his arm with yours.

The music started to play signalling the start of the ceremony, you gripped Tom’s arm as the double doors opened. Closing your eyes, you took a breath before re-opening them again and glancing up at the alter. 

This moment would’ve been perfect, the part everyone was waiting for. The part of the ceremony where the couple would reveal themselves to one another as the doors opened. Except it wasn’t the reveal you were hoping for, it wasn’t the reveal you always dreamed of. Your eyes wandered around the room, before moving back to alter again. 

At the end of the altar was an empty space, where your fiance should’ve been standing.

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Hi guys, i was bored and decided to make a one-shot. Please let me know if anyone wants a part 2 as i have left it open for one maybe. I love Harrison man, he’s so cute and doesn’t get enough recognition.

Thank you,

SpideyBitey x

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Not What I Had In Mind - Part 2 (Harrison Osterfeild)

Hey guys, here is part 2 for Not What I Had In Mind. I’m so happy with the positive feedback from the first part and i really hope you enjoy part 2 as well!

Happy reading, lovelies!

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Warnings: Angst, panic attack? swearing and Tom being an amazing best friend (it’s not a warning but oh well)

Y/N - Your name

Part 1 << is here

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Not What I Had In Mind - Part 2

At the end of the altar was an empty space, where your fiance should’ve been standing.

Everything was a blur, you stood in the entrance of the church, face as pale white as your wedding gown. This isn’t how it’s supposed to go. Where is he?

Your heart dropped into the pit of your stomach, tears falling one by one, creating a black stream of mascara. Dropping your bouquet, you ran out of the church without a word. You needed to escape the pitiful glances, your mother’s shouting and Tom’s confused stuttering.

You continued running down the street, carelessly ruining your gown as you fought to escape your worst nightmare. Thoughts continued to cloud your mind, as you struggled to breathe properly. 

Where is he? Why wasn’t he there? What have i done?

People kept glancing your way as you ran past them, every single one of them having to double-take in surprise. You could hear heavy footsteps following you, along with shouts of your name. As a stranger, they would assume that you were the runaway and the man chasing you was your distraught husband-to-be. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case.

“Y/N, stop please! Let’s talk about this” Tom shouted, gradually catching up to you who was slowing due to your white heels. Stopping at a park you collapsed on the ground, sobs shaking your whole figure. Tom dropped next to you enveloping you into a hug, his comfortable arms wrapping around your cold body.

“D-did you know? Did you know h-he was going to do that?” You cried.

Tom ran his hands down your back, shaking his head ‘no’ with a guilty expression.

“I promise you i had no idea, he seemed perfectly fine last night” Tom whispered. You continued to shed tears, disappointed at his reply, you needed answers. So many answers.

Your body started to shiver against the cold air, your dress exposing your arms and shoulders. Tom helped you up in a standing position, gently rubbing off the dirt and leaves that has stained your once pristine white gown.

“Let’s go back to the church okay? Everyone is worried” He said, rubbing your shoulders.

“I don’t want to, everyone is going to be looking at me as the girl who was left at the altar” you murmured.   

Tom brushed away the curl that fell in front of your eyes, sighing.

“I’ll be right there with you, love” Tom grabbed your hand, “no one will see you, i promise”.

You nodded releasing your hand from his grip, taking off your heels and slowly walked back towards the direction of the church. Tom watched as you walked, dragging your torn gown along the concrete, whilst weakly holding your broken heels in your hand.

He felt his pocket vibrate, indicating he had received a message on his phone. He grabbed his phone and unlocked it to reveal the message. Tom frowned, his anger quickly building up, the red flames of fire, creating a hot sensation in his chest.

Harrison Osterfeild:

I’m sorry.

“Tom, are you coming?”

Tom glanced up from his phone, making sure his breathing was even. He put his phone back into his pocket, leaving the message on read and slowly followed you back to the church to where everything first started.

You reached the church, all your family and friends cars, nowhere in sight. You were relieved that you didn’t have to face them, you didn’t want to have to explain to them about what happened even though you didn’t have a clue yourself.

You walked towards the limo you came in, thanking the driver who opened the door for you as you climbed in. Tom hesitated, not sure whether you wanted him to get in as well, since he came here with Harrison. After a pleading look from you, he climbed in. He sat next to you, watching as you grabbed the bottle of champagne from the cabinet, and poured yourself a large glass. You came to the conclusion that you wouldn’t get through the whole night without the assistance of alcohol. Tom poured a glass for himself, the day taking affect on him as well. He figured, during the time he went to grab you before the ceremony, it gave Harrison plenty of time to flee. He partially blamed himself, for not staying with Harrison a little longer, so this situation could’ve been avoided. 

He watched as you poured yourself another glass, burying your feelings behind the comfort of cheap alcohol. He couldn’t blame you, as he poured himself a second drink. 

Where the fuck is Harrison? You both thought.

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Part 2 of Not What I Had In Mind. I’m not really one for happy endings in these situations, cause sometimes they seem really unrealistic. I’m more than happy to write a part 3, if enough people request for one. I was thinking maybe from Harrison’s point of view? I hope you enjoyed reading part 2!

Thank lovelies,

SpideyBitey x

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Restraining Order

Requested by Anon - june 4+5 with harry wells, (earth 2 Harrison wells) please? I love your writings, they are so good Prompts - 4 - Nope, I can’t go to hell. Satan has a restraining order against me.‘                  5 - ‘you clinically insane or incredibly annoying?’

Word Count - 688

Characters - Harry x Reader

‘What’s it power?’ You asked Cisco and Barry. They both turned to look at you. ‘What are you doing here?’ Cisco asked. You took off your jacket and placed it on the chair. ‘Caitlin phoned me, said you needed my help.’ You simply replied, you walked around the desk and stood between them, you watched the screen.

‘It seems to be a force field.’ A voice said from behind you, you knew it from the last time you helped Barry. You looked at Barry. He looked at the ground, shrugging his shoulders. He knew how back it was the last time. ‘Why’s he here?’ You asked pointing at Harry. ‘Wow that’s mean to say about a friend.’ Harry said walking toward Barry as you went to the computers. ‘Good thing we’re not friends then?’ You said with a raised eyebrow ‘That’s right, your best friends Satan, right?’ He replied. You typed away, listening to Barry and Cisco chuckle. ‘Was, you replaced me, for being such a bitch, so why don’t you go and hang with him.’ You said, not looking up from the computer. ‘Nope.’ Harry replied. ‘Nope?’ You asked, typing with a raised eyebrow. ‘I can’t go to hell. Satan has a restraining order against me.’ Harry said, smirking thinking he had won. You looked up and looked him dead in the face. ‘Aw look, Satan can’t even stand you, you’re that bad.’ You said, smirking, you looked towards Barry and Cisco, they were holding in their laughter. ‘I know how you stop it, I’m gonna need an hour or two to make it.’ You said, Barry cleared his throat, wiping his smirk off his face. ‘Okay. I’ll tell you any updates.’ He said and you nodded before heading to the lab where Cisco made most his gadgets.

‘What are you doing?’ A voice said from behind you, you jumped and let a little squeak out. You turned and you saw Harry standing there with a massive smirk, you sighed and turned back around. ‘Are you clinically insane or incredibly annoying?’ You asked Harry, as he stood beside you in the lab. You were close to finishing the device to stop the new meta human, when he decided to be the one who came down to update you. ‘Both honestly.’ He said, playing with the tools in the room. ‘That’s good we agree on something.’ You told him, screwing in the last piece of the device. You lifted it and examined it. ‘Done.’ You sighed. The alarm going off. ‘Just in time.’ Harry said and for once you agreed with him, you ran up the stairs and to where Barry was standing. You flung the device at him and he caught it. ‘Placing it on the ground, and press the button.’ You said, and then he was gone. You smiled at Iris, who had joined the group and watched as Barry fought the meta human, capturing him. you sighed in relief when his voice came through saying it was a success and he was bringing him back and placing him in the cells. You grabbed your jacket and started heading out. ‘Are you not staying?’ Iris asked, you turned around smiling. ‘No sorry, I have to get back.’ You said and she nodded. ‘Talk to you soon, don’t think it will be ling till I’m back.’ You said to her and she smiled, nodding her head.

You were at the elevator when you heard footsteps behind you. ˜Y/N.’ You heard Harry say, you turned around, not used to hearing your name from his lips. ’Yes?’ You asked. ’Good work today.’ He said, you looked confused. ’What?’ He asked. ’Has another H Wells from one of the many planets taken your place?’ You asked, he smiled but shook his head. ’No.’ He said as the elevator doors opened, you looked at him and then back to them. ‘Okay?’ You said confused, waiting for a snarky comment, but none came. ‘Just good work today.’ He said, you nodded with creased eyebrows as the doors closed, why was he being so nice all of a sudden, no snarky comments, nothing.

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Kisses

Requested by Anon - Hey, can you do a sweet imagine with Harrison wells from the flash? If requests are open and if you write for the flash of course and @taliajromanoff - 21 and 25 of your prompt list for Harry Wells :) I'm gonna send you a bunch of requests 😂 Prompts – 21 – ‘One. Last. Time.’                  25 – ‘You are driving me completely and utterly mad.’ Word Count – 429 Characters – Wells x Reader

You woke to the feeling of the sun shining through the blinds. You blinked your eyes a couple of time, adjusting to the light, you looked around and realized you weren’t at your home. Then you remember last night, you turned over and came face to face with a peaceful looking Harrison. You smiled as watched him breathed, slowly and evenly. You raised your hand and traced patterns on his chest, you froze when he grumbled. You stopped tracing patterns, to make sure he didn’t wake up when you heard him speaking. ‘Why did you stop?’ He grumbled. You looked up and saw him watching you through sleepy eyes. ‘I didn’t want to wake you.’ You said pouting. He smiled and pulled you on close with his strong arm. ‘You didn’t, I’ve been awake the whole time.’ He said as he leant down and placed a kiss on your lips, he kept placing kissing on your lips they got longer and longer. His phone rang and you both sighed. You reached over him and got it for him. ‘It’s Barry.’ You said and he answered it. You zoned out their conversation as you went back to tracing patterns on his chest. ‘You are driving me completely and utterly mad.’ He whispered in your ear. You turned to him and smiled. ‘You have to go, don’t you?’ You asked him, he smiled dropped slightly and he nodded. ‘Okay.’ You said calmly. You moved over so he could get up. ‘You’re not mad?’ He asked and you shook your head, turning to look at him. ‘No, why? Because you’re away helping to save the city?’ You asked and he shrugged. He stood up and got dressed, he then came back over and climbed on top of you. ‘What are you doing?’ You asked him. ‘Giving you a goodbye kiss.’ He said and you giggled. He placed his lips on yours and you brought him down lower, twisting your fingers in his hair. He pulled back and looked at you, tucked a stray strand of hair behind you ear. ‘Go.’ You said to him as you pushed him away and he placed another quick kiss. He got off you and got his shoes on, you sat up as you watched him gather his bag. ‘Bye.’ You said to him. he smiled at you before walking back over. ‘One. Last. Time.’ He said between kisses, as he started walking backwards taking you with him. ‘Harrison, go.’ You said as you pulled back and pushed him away. He saluted before running out the house.