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That Night RetiredMob!CEO!Husband!Tom x Fem!Reader
Insecurities Mob!Tom x Fem!Reader
my grandma used to recite the saying "is it better to have loved and lost or to have never loved at all?" and every time my answer would be that i would have rather not loved at all.
she would smile then, and say "then you did not love". i didn't understand what she meant. of course i had loved. i had a broken heart, didn't i? i had the scar to prove it, the inability to eat. i had loved and wished i hadn't. i loved, i thought.
and then i met you, and i fell in love and then i lost you and now i understand because i would feel this pain over and over again just to love you for five extra minutes. i would fix my heart and hand it back to you without hesitation. "look! it's all better now! you can try again" i would tell you, i would cry it out hysterically while waving my taped heart in the air. i would love you a million times knowing i would lose you and i would not care as long as i got to do it. i have loved. i have loved so completely.
mae // what a bittersweet thing to understand.
"I would kill for you. I would die for you" would you take a break for me? Would you sit down and rest? For a day, a week, a year? Would you let others take care of your needs for me? Would you let yourself be held for me? By me?
self care is putting yourself to bed on a regular schedule because it’s the base treatment for mood disorders
there’s no twist or anything it’s just really really good for u to sleep at consistent times
Being on tumblr feels like living in a house full of women. Every other social media feels like being out in public.
chris pine keeps giving person who did all the work in a group project and is watching the rest of the members stumble through the presentation energy throughout dwd promo
loved the stream <3
omgg what ab dad!peter getting a call from his 4 yr old daughter’s school and she’s crying bc she had a bad day and asking for him to pick her up and he does & they just like hang for the rest of the day 🥺🥺
warnings: teeny tiny angsty moments but the fluff cancels them out
a/n: let me offer the sincerest of apologies for taking forever on this omg i’ve been madly in love with dad!peter lately so i wanted to spend a little time with him and make sure i got him right :,) i hope you enjoy nevertheless xo
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peter is perched atop the roof of a multistory building, one that’s tall enough to survey the area he’s currently patrolling. there’s a warm breeze blowing, and the sun shines brightly above him.
he loves it up here. this spot is his go-to hangout, has been ever since he started sticking to walls. it’s the perfect place because even though he’s alone, he isn’t lonely. he’s right at the center of it all.
a smile playing on his lips, peter reaches to take off his mask and take in the fresh air.
then…
“incoming call from willow,” karen announces.
peter’s smile widens into a full grin as a picture of yours and his daughter pops up.
Summary: Sometimes unforeseen plans have a good ending. Sometimes.
Pairing: CEO!Tom Holland x Reader
Word Count: 2,282 [oops]
Warnings: Language
A/N: Here’s the first chapter of my CEO series, my friends! This one’s dedicated to @purelyparker and @stvharrington because I’ve been making them suffer with me for the past two or so days - I love you both so much :’)
A/N: absolutely have no idea what this is 🤣🤣 pulled it right out of my ass hence why it might be shit asdfghjkl. i genuinely got this random idea a couple hours ago and wrote it quickly just to try and put an end to my writer’s block. so i really did just went with this with no care whatsoever which feels nice to not be too overly critical with every line and just letting it be. probably not my best work but i did enjoy writing it it though so that’s always good <33 anyways, hope you enjoy it too!! <33 p.s. the picture is technically a curtain but asdfghjkl let’s just pretend it’s a bed sheet.
》 PAIRING: tom holland x female!reader 》 TROPE/GENRE: established relationship; fluff; crack-ish 》 SUMMARY: Where you randomly perform your own Love Story music video around the house featuring your own Romeo, Tom. 》 WARNINGS: tons of dialogue and actions, tons of lyrics, unplanned, typos, randomness, shitty writing probably, oh and jake g. appears at the end for jokes haha. 》 WORD COUNT: 2.7k+ (it’s shorter! it’s a miracleeeee!)
⊱ note: bold + italic is the lyrics. also you can listen to the song as background music BUT keep in mind it’s not synced up so it may get a little confusing ahah so it’s not really needed.
⊱ ─────.⋅♚ *。・゚.★. *。・゚✫*.
“Darling, have you seen my laptop—” Tom stopped in his tracks the second he laid his eyes on you in the middle of the living room. You had a wide smile on your face, a mischievous one that is. But what confused Tom the most was what looked like a bed sheet tied around your waist, fabric sprawled behind you as if it was a train to a dress. Except you weren’t wearing a dress, you were in simple, cotton shorts and his hoodie. “What are you up to?” he asked cautiously.
You didn’t say anything and simply clicked something on your phone before tossing the device on the couch. Music suddenly filled up the whole space, one Tom immediately recognised.
“Oh no,” he groaned. “Not this song again.”
tomholland2013: This movie is gonna blow your minds. Trust me !
t-lostinworlds:
right, so i need a lil help as to which WIP i should finish. so why not make you lot rank them as to which order you’d want to read first!!
also, making this slapped (like full on backhanded disgraceful slap lmao) me in the face as to how many WIPs i’ve actually got RIP so this is just some of them that i’m particularly torn as to which i should get done first (tho atm my mob!tom series is calling my name bc i’ve been neglecting her for a while i’m sorry bb i’ll get to u i promise). so if you’d seen me talk about other WIPs but it isn’t in the choices, you didn’t. no i’m kidding asdfghjkl i’d like to keep them to myself for now so it will be a surprise *wink* *wink* but anyways!
i’ll only keep this up for a few hours!! i’ll be removing the link and then privating the form after. bc trust issues lol. it’s me being me don’t worry.
DISCLAIMER: i’m only using this as a guide per se so it’s not necessarily a deciding factor as to which will come out first because at the end of the day, it will still depend on my inspo and i wouldn’t want to force myself to write something simply because it’s got more votes ya know?
p.s. please don’t steal any of the ideas like i’ve been traumatised before just please don’t do it please i’m literally going to burst into tears and delete this whole blog (a bit dramatic but you get the idea) just don’t steal <3 i mean i’m not saying the tropes are original of course but just, don’t copy the summaries and then make it as your own i beg u on my knees alsklakslk
tags to boost! (feel free to ignore btw <3)
if thou hast not, thou best runneth for thine life.
peter parker x gn!reader
summary: you meet a cute guy at the subway, and he ignores you. that is until...
warnings: fluff
word count: 885
a/n: again, this is so fucking short but im in love with it, ok enjoy <33 not my gif !!
The subways weren't safe, but they were the only way you could go to school. You were a ... seemingly bad driver if you were being honest, hence you obviously didn't get a car. Your mom would be using her own car to go to work so the subways were your only way.
The safer the better it was, so you kept everything in your backpack, zipped tightly as you put the pads of your thumbs under the straps. You had been doing since the one time your phone got stolen once.
Bumping into hundreds of people wasn't exactly something you loved, but it's your only choice.
You waited for the next train, balancing on the balls of your feet, checking your watch every now and then. The train arrived with a small screech as it rubbed against railway tracks.
You stepped in as soon as the door opened with a quiet whoosh, a few people following behind you. It was pretty crowded but you realised you could fit in.
You stepped forward as you held on the dirty yellow bar above your head with one hand while the other hung loosely to your side.
The train started with a jerk making you crash lightly onto the boy next you, as you squeezed your eyes at the impact and tightened your grip on the bar.
"Sorry," you said to the boy beside you. But it seemed like he payed no mind, merely looking around the train. He was pretty cute, you couldn't deny, brown curls settled on the top of his head but were covered with the hood of his jacket.
Only five minutes before you reached your destination stepping out before glancing one more time at the boy you bumped into.
This happened for the next two days, the boy with the hooded jacket completely ignored you when you tried to make conversation or just say hello. He just looked at you once or twice with a small smile.
That's when realisation hit you like bricks, he might be deaf or dumb. So you thought learning a little sign language wouldn't hurt.
So that night you sat with your computer on your lap looking up how you can talk ( not really but .. ) in ASL. After learning some things like, 'hi, how are you' and 'my name is dash and dash' you thought you could finally talk to the cute boy you'd been pining on for a few days at the subway.
So you waited for the train next morning, still debating if you should do this or not, if you'll embarrass yourself.
The same doors opened again as you stepped in, taking a look around before finding the same boy, wearing the same 'Midtown High' hoodie.
You went and stood next to him, holding onto the bar handles, steadying yourself on your feet. The train started with the small jerk once again as you held up your finger before tapping shyly on his shoulder.
He whipped his head towards you as you said, "Right, um.."
"Hello, how are you doing," you signed making his eyebrows furrow into a adorable frown.
That's when you felt that you said something wrong and embarrassed yourself.
Meanwhile the boy took off his earphones out of his ears and said, "I'm sorry...I don't speak, well not speak but- I don't know sign language.." he gestured a finger between you two.
"You're not ... I've been trying to talk to you for the past few days and you just ignore me, so I thought you're deaf..or dumb," you chuckled nervously.
"Oh my God ! I- I swear I had no idea," he sighed before lifting up his phone, that showed a small playlist where "Back in Black" was playing, "my music must be too loud, shit!"
"It's alright.. you like AC/DC," you asked smiling in delight, finally happy over making a conversation with the boy.
"Huh," he asked in confusion. "I'm listening to Led Zeppelin."
"Uh, that's not ... check who's singing again," you pointed to his phone, trying to keep your laughter in.
He pressed the power button before seeing AC/DC under the song's name. A red blush coated his cheeks, as you smiled at the sight and raised your eyebrows at him.
"I'm so clueless, I didn't even realise you were talking to me before and I didn't know this wasn't Led Zeppelin," he giggled, looking at his shoes.
"You're cool ... " you waited.
"Oh! I'm Peter Parker, PP. No, that's weird ! I'm just Peter Parker," he stumbled upon his words.
"Hello Just Peter Parker, I'm just Y/N Y/L/N," you grinned at him charmingly.
"What, what school do you go to?" Peter asked curiously.
"Oh, um, Ridgeview High, you?" you questioned back.
"Midtown, but I have a feeling you already knew that," he said as a lazy smirk settled on his face.
You sealed your lips and nodded.
"Cool, hey do you want to ..." he held up one of his earphones in front of you as you shifted slightly more towards him, taking it and placing it in your near.
"Thanks Just Peter Parker," you looked at him in the eyes, and god they were beautiful.
"No problem, Y/N," he smiled softly before ducking his head down, slightly nodding it to the music. Your name rolled off his tongue smoothly and you'd love to hear it again.
You finally managed to talk to the cute boy at the subway.
Heyyy!! Can I request a Peter Parker imagine where they've been datia for quite some time and one day they argue before a mission and y/n gets hurt and it's all angst???? Thank you love <3333
warnings : angst, injuries, mentions of boobies lol, fluff ( ofc ), not proof-read haha..
word count : 1.1 K
a/n : this is such a great idea, thanks for requesting anon <3 i tried to make it as angsty as i could- ENJOY READING !
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You waited impatiently in your room for Peter, fixing the makeshift pillow fort once more as you made yourself comfortable in it. You checked everything- popcorn, soda, extra blankets- you smiled.
Peter hadn't been able to make it to date nights for a few weeks, he apologised a lot and you gave in because no one could ignore those puppy eyes.
It had been almost an hour, and your boyfriend still hadn't shown up making you get worried, nervously biting your nails.
You swiped your thumb across the screen, calling Peter, as his face grinning face popped up. He answered a few rings later- "Heyyy, Y/N," Peter said in a quite voice.
"Peter, where are you," you asked furrowing your eyebrows.
"Uh, Ned and me, we're- we're doing a Star Wars Marathon," he said bashfully, knowing he was cancelling on your plans for the third time this week.
"Are you kidding me?" your shoulders slumped sadly, as soon as you heard his words. "I thought we were going to do that."
"Y-yeah, I know. Listen, I-"
You were angry now, not sad but angry, making your body tense up, "I haven't seen you the whole week, how many times are you going to cancel on our dates?!"
"I'm sorry! But I also, hadn't seen Ned for a pretty long time, Y/N," he said, slowly starting to defend himself. "He's been pretty busy."
"I know that you need time for your friends Peter and it's okay, but it doesn't mean that you'll just stop seeing me," you sighed slowly making Peter curse.
"I'll make it up to you, okay?" he asked you softly.
"There's no need, Peter. Enjoy your night." you fell back against the bed throwing, your phone on it.