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A Holland Holiday | Tom Holland | Chapter 1

Summary: Y/N returns home after months of travelling and working abroad. Back with her best friends Harry and Sam, the three are ready to spend Christmas together and are particularly looking forward to the Holland Annual Christmas Party. 

Word Count: 1k (As the first chapter, it’s pretty short I know! But they will definitely get longer throughout.)

A/N: Thank you so much for getting me to 1k followers! it is completely surprising that so many of you enjoy my writing and I hope you enjoy this chapter of this new series. Holliday with the Hollands did so well and I am still overwhelmed by the positive feedback I got! I am planning to be writing this story over the next couple of weeks… Requests are open but will probably be quite slow as I write this with maybe one or two coming out a week? I write for Harrison Osterfield, Tom Holland, Harry Holland, Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans and Ben Hardy (plus all characters!) 

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With a mug of tea in your hand and a digestive on the table next to you, the catch-up set in. You began to catch up with your best friends: Harry and his twin, Sam. You told them all about the variety of trips you had been on and the masses of things you had seen and done. It was all really thanks to the Holland family that your career had taken off… If it hadn’t been for Tom’s success which catapulted his younger brother Harry into the spotlight, then the pictures of you as Harry’s model would have been seen by very few. The pictures had, however, were seen by thousands and you were soon picked up by an agency and were now, quickly becoming a name in the modelling industry. Whilst this had its perks, the fact that your best friend was always away with his brother and you were always travelling for your job, meant that you rarely saw each other anymore other than on facetime. So of course, when you were home for the holidays and had been invited to the annual Holland Christmas party, you couldn’t help but jump at the opportunity. 

You had known Harry what seemed like your whole life; you had met at primary school and had pretty much been inseparable since then. Of course, you were also very close to Sam, and had even introduced him to his beautiful girlfriend Elysia. As you grew up, the three of you were never seen alone, always with the other two by their side.  Your parents had tried to give you the nickname the Three Musketeers but that seemed a bit cheesy for your liking. Your talents had always led to you putting on shows, Sam would play a beautiful piece on the piano and you would dance alongside it, Harry would be in charge of recording every show and would take pictures too. You and Sam had always tried to entice him onto stage, but he would, without fail, assure you that he preferred to be controlling the camera than performing to it. 

Not being around them these last couple of months had ben inexplicably hard. You loved the pair of them so much and had never been so thankful to be back with them. 

As you chatted away, a slow trickle of the other Hollands entered the house. Dom and Paddy arrived soon after your mug had become empty prompting Dom to make a new round of teas after giving you a hug and welcoming you home. Paddy had not only given you a hug but plonked himself down next to you and joined in the conversation contributing with what he had been doing at school. About half an hour later Nikki arrived. You both squealed when you saw each other, she quickly dropped everything she was holding and grabbed you by the shoulders before looking you up and down, made a comment about how stunning you were before embracing you tightly. 

Now that nearly all the Hollands were home, your anticipation grew. Your leg began to jitter as you waited for the oldest, and in your opinion the most handsome of the Holland brothers, to arrive. When you heard the door unlock, you promptly stood up to greet him. He entered the room laughing with his best mate, it was in fact Harrison who noticed you were back first. He pushed past Tom who had yet to notice you as his back was still towards you; Harrison brought you in for a hug and rocked you side to side. You were very much like Harrison’s little sister and he was very protective of you. He checked up on you every day to make sure that you were doing well and were happy, after Harry he was the person you were looking forward to seeing the most. 

“Hello beautiful. Glad you could leave your glamorous life to come back and celebrate with us commoners.” You scoffed before laughing at Harrison, hitting his shoulder and taking a step back. 

“Ah yes, because being the star in a Netflix tv show isn’t glamorous at all.” Your jokey tone caused Harrison to bring you in for another hug. 

“I missed you." 

"I missed you too.” After pulling away you finally turned to greet him. 

There he stood in his black jeans and coat, the hood of his jumper peeking out over the top of the hood attached to the coat. His curls were gone and instead was the buzzcut you were yet to see in person, whilst it was different to the curls that you had loved so dearly, it was not worse. You smiled at him as you both walked towards one another. Instantly, as you were wrapped in his arms you sighed a breath of relief. God had you missed him the most. As your schedules were the most hectic, it was hard to find time to talk so regularly and often would only speak once a week maximum. It was hard for he was someone you knew you could confide in the most whenever you were going through a rough time. He understood how tough it was to be thrust into the spotlight. He got how tough it was to keep your private life private when all you want to do is spend time with the people you love most. He was special to you, just as you were to him. 

You and Tom had always been flirty and before you had both left for your most recent jobs, you were both aware of the other’s romantic feelings that you both shared. However, you were both now nervous as to whether those feelings remained. 

“God, how I’ve missed you darling. The days truly are harder to get through when you’re not around.” His voice was muffled as he spoke into your hair.  

“I’ve missed you too Tommy, but probably not as much as you’ve missed me.” You both laughed then as he pushed you away from him. With the reunions over, the Holland clan plus you and Harrison sat round their living room, fire burning and cheeks turning pink, the conversation turned to festive talk.  

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, the next should be up on/by Friday. 

where part 3 😏

can’t give ya the whole part cos i’m a late & lazy bitch… but here’s a title teaser for ya until i CAN! enjoy! also pls leave suggestions and stuff thank u

One After The One PART 3 TITLE TEASER | Tom Holland x Reader

Tinder BIO | soft TEASER | PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 (COMING SOON!)

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Tom Holland is a Tinder Catch you can’t ignore; you’re totally unprepared and caught off your rhythm, but you’d bend the rules for him. Who wouldn’t? Better still, you’re fueled by the fact that he’s supposedly into you. Though the funny thing is that even after a lovely chat on the beach and an invitation to your loft, he declines. Hello?

Warning: cursing, bad flirting, smutty FEELINGS, angsty character building, and cliffhangers

Word Count: ?K group chats blowing up your phone

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“So, am I your type?” he asks with ease, with more than a slight smile stretched across his face.

Holy fucking fuck shit god damn.

You just got catfished by Tom Holland.

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boyfriend - t.h. [masterlist]

pairing: baseball tom x female reader // fake dating & college au summary: you’re trying to get over a flakey romance and he’s trying to impress his parents, there’s no harm in that? right? warnings: violence, cursing & smut updates: mondays 9pm/central zone (us)

✩ - smut mentions

prologue

part one - smartiepants & dreamboat

part two - hot coffees & blue slushies

part three - the norman rockwell family

part four - stealing kisses

part five - don’t let go ✩

part six - stranded

part seven - buttercup

part eight - the end before it begins

part nine - free bird

part ten - sparklers & fireworks

part eleven - untitled

The Heartbreak Prince {p.p.}

chapter 1

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Bad Boy!Peter Parker x Reader AU 

Summary: The heart is fragile. Easily broken, difficult to build back up, and Peter Parker knows that. Maybe his own heart is fractured and that’s why he goes around breaking others. Will you let him break yours?

Warnings: angst, angst, angst, enemies to lovers, suggestive conversations, language, violence, both reader and Peter are 18+

prologue | series masterlist

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You sat in the back of your calculus class, watching as students filtered in and took their seats. You were mindlessly doodling in the corner of your notebook, trying your best to keep your nerves down. You had never had to adjust to a new school before, and being in your senior year, it made it so much more difficult. 

You felt like everyone knew everyone in this school, and you let out a huff as the teacher walked to the front of the room to get class started. You wished you could have just stayed home and hide under the covers. 

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Goodbye...

I’ve decided to take myself away from all social media for a while to get my mental health back on track. So I’m deleting the Tumblr app as some people think it’s nice to throw some hate on me and in the state I’m in atm, it’s not helping.

I know I’m not going to be missed as I’m only a small account, but to the people who I’ve messaged recently- I’ll be back soon!

Hev 😘

hey i really love your wash me clean series, could you add me to the taglist?? thx luv x

Of course! I’m glad you’re enjoying it!

Wash Me Clean // Thomas Shelby - Series Masterlist

Whatever It Take-Peter Parker Imagine: Part 2

(A/N): Part 2 of my Avengers: Endgame AR/fix-it imagine! Part 1 can *hopefully* be found here. (This didn’t work the last time I tried it😑)

Word Count: 1.3K+

Warnings: Angst, mentions of death, Avengers:Endgame spoilers

YOUR POV

Tony and I finally out how to possibly make this work, and now all the Avengers and I were in the hanger, about to watch Scott take a test run.

He had on the new Quantum Realm that Tony had made and designed over the last few days, and was standing in front of his old, ugly brown van.

"Alright here we go" Bruce said.

"Be careful Scott" Steve said from his place next to me.

"I will Captain America" Scott said smiling.

"Alright 3...2...1" Bruce said, and he hit the button. Scott went had gone Quantum.

"And back in 5...4...3...2...1."

Suddenly Scott came back, but not as Scott.

Instead of adult Scott coming back out of the portal, a baby Scott came back.

"Bruce" I cried out as the baby began to wail.

"I'm trying I'm trying" he said frustratedly. He finally managed to press the correct buttons to send the baby back, but then an elderly Scott came out.

Steve put his head in his hands as we all cried out in exasperation.

Bruce and Tony kept pressing buttons until suddenly the normal Scott came back out of the portal. We all turned and looked at each other in amazement. It had worked.

"You good Scott" Natasha asked.

"Yeah I'm-I'm good" he replied. "Except it feels like somebody peed my pants."

Apparently we all had a funny look on our faces because Scott then says, "you all turned me into a baby didn't you?"

We all shared a brief laugh, before getting back to work on trying to make this happen.

Time Skip

A few days later we were ready to try and bring everyone back. We were all walking into the hanger over to the portal.

Over the past week, so much had happened. We had spent much of the week trying to figure out when we needed to go where. I had also helped Natasha find Clint, and we tracked him down to Japan.

Nat went to find Clint, and when they came back we all got ready to suit up. So now here we were.

We all stepped up onto the platform. We got into position before Steve began to speak.

"Alright. We have a plan. Six stones, three teams, one shot." He paused, then spoke again.

"Five years ago, we lost. All of us. We lost friends. We lost family. We lost a part of ourselves. Today, we have a chance to take it all back. You know your teams, you know your missions. Get the stones, get them back. One round trip each. No mistakes. No do-overs. Most of us are going somewhere we know, that doesn't mean we should know what to expect. Be careful. Look out for each other. This is the fight of our lives. And we're going to win. Whatever it takes. Good luck.”

"Whatever it takes" I repeated under my breath as Tony put a hand on my shoulder and Steve smiled at me from across the the way.

I was going with Steve and Scott and Tony back to the Battle of New York in 2012. I looked over at Nat, who also smiled at me.

"Alright, it's time" Bruce said.

Natasha looked up at Steve and smiled. "See you in a minute."

He smiled knowingly back at her. I wish they'd cut the crap already and get together. I know he loves her; he confessed it to me about a year ago. And I knew she loved him; she also confessed it to me, but it was around 3 years ago.

"3...2...1."

With that, we all went Quantum. When we all came out, Steve and Tony and Scott and I were all standing in an alley in New York City and made our suits disappear.

Tony quickly ran over the plan with us, and we all headed towards Stark Tower. We made our way inside and Tony and I quietly made our way upstairs, along with a tiny Scott Lang.

We hid behind a wall and watched the 2012 Tony and Loki talk to each other. I heard Tony make a comment about Steve into the coms. I rolled my eyes, but as Scott followed with his own remark I couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't laugh Y/n" Steve said jokingly through the coms.

"Alright focus" Tony said.

After getting everything we needed done, you know and literally giving 2012 Tony a heart attack, we slid back into the alley. We reactivated our Quantum suits and teleported back to the compound in 2023.

Once we were back in the hanger, it was only seconds before everyone else came back as well.

We all look excitedly around at each other and began celebrating, for just a few short moments.

Then I heard another statement that made my world feel like it was crashing down.

"Clint where's Nat?"

I looked over to where Natasha should've been standing.

"Clint where's Nat" Bruce asked. We all looked at Clint, who just had a blank expression on his face.

"No" I whispered. Everything clicked.  Everyone went into shock within a matter of seconds. Tony placed his hand on my shoulder. Rhodey places his hand on Tony's shoulder and Rocket grabbed Nebula's hand. Bruce grabbed the railing. Tears started pouring from my eyes.

I looked over at Steve, and saw his eyes were glossy. We both looked at each other before I ran over to him. We simultaneously wrapped our arms tightly around each other. He held it together as everyone left the room so we could be by ourselves.

Once they left, Steve let his tears flow. He buried his head in my shoulder and I collapsed into his chest. We held each other and cried until we couldn't anymore.

I didn't get to say goodbye to my sister.

He didn't get to tell her he loved her.

After a while we finally pulled apart from each other and wiped our tears. Steve held his hand out to me and I grabbed it. We began walking back towards the living section of the compound, both leaning into each other for support, with his words from earlier ringing in my head.

Whatever it takes.

Time Skip

After we retrieved all the stones, we went to work making the Infinity Gauntlet 2.0. We were all still grieving for Natasha, but we kept going. We knew that's what she'd want.

We were standing in front of a glass window, watching as mechanical arms placed the stones into the slots in the gauntlet. We watched with baited breath until all of the stones were safely in place and nothing went wrong.

We brought the Gauntlet out and Bruce put it on.

"You saw what those stones did to Thanos, they almost killed him. None of you could survive" he said.

"How do we know you will" Steve asked.

"You don't" Banner answered. "But the radiation's mostly gamma. It's like I was made for this."

We all held our breaths as Banner had the gauntlet put on him. We all watched as the stones began to course through him and he cried out in agony. I buried my head in Tony's shoulder, no longer able to watch. Rhodey saw and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

Once Bruce was able to stand it, he snapped his fingers.

Everything went quiet.

"Did it work" Rocket asked.

We all looked around at each other. Scott went and looked out a window, and began to watch plants regrew and butterflies fly again.

"Guys" he said with bright eyes and a wide smile. "I-I think it worked."

We heard a phone ring. We all quickly turned to see Clint staring at his phone. He nervously reached out to grab it. He clicked the answer button and held up to his ear slowly.

"Laura?"

I gasped as I heard the words come out of his mouth. Suddenly, out of no where, all of the joy was sucked out of the moment, as a bomb came hurtling towards to compound.

"Run!" We did as Clint yelled as the bomb came crashing through the window and we all took cover. Steve grabbed me by the arm and made himself into a human shield.

"Suit up" Tony called out.

Awkward (part 1)

pairing: tom holland x reader

summary: you and tom meet at a gym in new york and from there, things escalated

a/n: this series with a different name was posted before but now it’s more refined and with added content. part 2 will be coming out soon. if you like it pls reblog or like it cause its the only way for me to know that you liked it. remarks are always appreciated. if you want to tagged pls let me know also up for suggestions

According to your planner, it was to be a quiet day at work and it was a calm day in New York so you decided to take your workout clothes to your workplace so that you could go to the gym after work. It was around 5 in the evening so you decided to take off from work and go to the gym. The gym where you went was a shared gym between your workplace and a fancy seven-star hotel. It was because the place where you were interning in Manhattan was an interior designing company which was recently assigned to redesign the interior of the hotel. You had free access to the gym of the hotel because of the redesigning otherwise you wouldn’t be able to afford a gym at Manhattan.

You started with running on the thread mill, you had run three kilometers which made you a bit tired, to be honest, when you decided to stretch before your favorite part of the so-called workout session. So, you sat down on the floor and did some lunges then, while you were opening a side split you sensed someone’s eyes ogling at you.

You tried to see who it was through the corner of your eyes and what you saw was like unbelievable to your only seven brain cells functioning at the moment because of the long day. It was Tom freaking Holland.

HOLY SHIT

You quickly looked away before there could be any eye contact between you and Tom Holland.

You sort of panicked and moved towards the wall to help stretch your legs. You sat on the floor with your head facing towards the wall and your legs trying to stretch as much as they could with the help of the wall. Suddenly you heard a small voice, you removed your headphones and turned a bit to hear it clearly. “…excuse me?” Tom said with his British accent said. He stood there waiting for your reply. “Yeah?” you said trying to act cool but your heart was in your mouth. “Umm…I saw you stretching and wondered if you could help me stretch?” He said.

You took a moment to get your heart out of your mouth and admire his beauty but then you replied: “yeah, sure”. He continued by introducing himself with a charming smile on his face “by the way I’m Tom”. Even though you knew who he was, you tried your best to act cool, “hey” you replied and raised your hand towards him to shake his hand. He had a confused reaction when you raised your hand but you guys eventually shook each other’s hands. “You’re quite the shaker if that’s even a word?” he said with his still confused face. “You…have a nice grip” which he indeed had.

SPIDER-MAN WITH A SPIDY GRIP

He sat down on the floor with his legs stretched out, you moved towards him to stretch his legs with your feet on both of his ankles. You both could feel the tension rising, more like awkward tension. So, to break the ice he asked you whether you were staying at the hotel. “No, actually the company which I’m interning for this summer is redesigning the interior of the hotel,” you said. “Oh, so are you from New York?” he asked, “Not really, I just moved to Brooklyn from Seattle”.

The next few moments were quiet. You checked your watch and it was around 6:30, you thought that you’ll be late. “I should get going,” you said to tom and stood up leaving him on the ground. You were very much excited about your favorite part which was dancing. So you lurked around in the gym to look for an empty room. Finally, you found an empty room with a big wall-sized mirror on one of the wall. The room looked like it was made for dancing.

You entered the room and decided to put on your headphones back on and weirdly decided to hear ‘replay’ by Zendaya because you had just met her co-star from the Spiderman franchise. You danced to that song till you got into the groove, the next song was ‘nonstop’ by Drake. It was one of your favorite songs so you had some moves to that song, by moves you mean you really knew your shit around that song. Some songs went by and suddenly your ears heard a sweet melody of ‘even the nights are better’ by air supply. It took you no time to change your moves to solo waltz. One of your hand was up in the air pretending to be on an imaginary man’s shoulder and the other was on the imaginary waist. You moved around the room doing your solo waltz with your eyes closed imagining a person with you. All of a sudden you felt a person underneath your hands and it made you open your eyes.

TOM

He pulled you closer to himself by your waist with a smirk on his face. The sudden force on your body made you gasp. His brown eyes were locked to yours and his body quickly coordinated with your steps. Honestly, you thought it was kind of romantic. You both waltzed around the room with the music only in your ears. It was sweet dancing with him but then the song ended and you quickly pulled away. You paused the next song and removed your headphones. “You’re quite the dancer,” he said with his very charming smile on his face. You froze, you didn’t know what to say or how to act. “Umm, I should get going it’s late”

WHAT THE FUCK! IS THAT BEST YOU CAN DO? SERIOUSLY?

You turned right around and started moving towards the door when you heard him say “I didn’t get your name?” you trying to be cool in front of a celebrity replied, “it is because I didn’t give it to you”. “So what is it? Your name, what is it?” he said. You started to walk towards him and whispered in his years “its y/n” and kissed him on his cheek.

GO, GIRL!

You turned around with your hair grazing Tom’s cheek and walked away with your head held high. You did something ballsy and didn’t want to show any distress on your face. You went straight to the locker room to get your stuff and sign out of the gym, because of the redesigning the hotel people were asking to write down your information in a guest book.

Before leaving for the subway to go back home to Brooklyn you decided to stop by at Starbucks which was right across the building where you currently was in. There was still some paparazzi outside the hotel building. When you got inside the Starbucks you noticed that there was a surprisingly long line to order and it was not in your best interest to join the line but you still did. You were close to getting a chance to order when you got a phone call from London. You answered the phone thinking it was your sister who was currently living in London and changed her number. You had no reason to think otherwise but you were wrong. “You won’t believe who I just met,” you said not knowing who was actually on the other side of the line. “It’s Tom actually,” a guy with a British accent said from the other side.

“You won’t believe who I just met,” you said not knowing who was actually on the other side of the line. “It’s Tom actually,” a guy with a British accent said from the other side. It was at that moment when you really lost your shit. “Fuck” you said regretting the very next moment.

“How did you get my number?” you asked.

“From the gym guest book truthfully” he replied, “do you wanna grab a bite?” he asked.

“I’m at Starbucks, the one which is across the hotel” you replied. “Ohk…I’ll be there in bit” he said and then hung up. You went in total panic mode and decided to order because you knew that some hibiscus tea would definitely help you soothe your nerves. You ordered your tea and went on to find a table for two. By the time you were waiting for your tea and Tom you decided to read your email. You didn’t have many emails so you decided to open your Instagram since your Instagram account was private you had some following request pending and the most recent one was Tom’s. You still were not able to get around the fact that you had danced with Tom Holland and was about have tea with him. You thought this was all so surreal and unbelievable.

“One hibiscus tea with pomegranate pearls for Y/N” one of the staff members screamed making you snap out of your thoughts. You got up to get your tea when you noticed Tom already there to get it for you, he looked towards you and passed you a smile saying that he’s got it. It was so charming, you were beguiled by him.

He sat in front of you. He was wearing a tight-fitting white t-shirt with a black hoody and denim jeans, he looked perfect even with his hair undone. “How did you get past the paparazzi outside the hotel?” you asked sipping your tea. “Well I use the service entry when I’m having some personal business” he replied. “Aren’t you gonna order something?” you asked again taking a sip of your tea. “Yeah I have already ordered coffee” he replied, you immediately started laughing after hearing him say that. “What are you finding so amusing? Care to share?” he asked. You responded “Don’t you find it funny that you are British and you’re having coffee and I, on the other hand, am American having tea” “Good point well made” he said.

“One Americano extra short and a croissant for Haz” that same person screamed again. “That would be me” Tom said and got up to get his order. You were a bit confused to why he had used another name instead of his but you decided not to ask him. “How is your ‘quackson’?” you teased him “you too, seriously…thank you so much for asking, this ‘quackson’ is amazing I must say” he said in a sarcastic tone.

You checked your phone to see the time and it was around 7:30. “Well I should go because I have to take the subway back to Brooklyn” you said. Tom immediately asked, “can I walk with you to the subway?” ”Yeah sure” you replied without any hesitation.

You and tom were walking very close to each other, there was a very little gap between you two. Your hands very often bumped into each other. For a little while there was awkward silence but this time you decided to break the ice instead of him. “So what is your next stop after New York?” you asked. ”LA actually” he replied. “So there is this thing tomorrow, it is like an after party. Do you wanna come?” he asks removing his brown curls from his face. “Afterparty to what exactly?” you inquire. “The empire state building is lighting up in Spider-Man themed lights for the Brother’s Trust tomorrow”. “Oh, I see” you replied nodding your head. “So are you going to come?” Tom asks again “I think so” you answer him. “Very well, it’s a date then” he says in excitement. You pause your movement in shock because this beautiful British celebrity boy sort of just asked you out on a date and it was unexpected as fuck.

When he realizes that you have stopped walking he stops too, he turns towards you “What happened?” he asks you with a concerned face. “Tom, did you just ask me on a date?” you ask to confirm. “Yes, darling” he replies with confidence, “okay then” you say and continue to walk.

FUCK YEAH!

“That’s me” you say pointing towards the underground subway entrance. Tom turns towards you and goes in for a hug, you and Tom hold on to each other for a hot second, just when you start to pull back tom kisses you. “Goodbye Y/N” Tom says when he pulls himself out from the kiss, “Goodbye Tom” you reply back. You still in shock decided to turn towards the stairs leaving him alone on the grey concrete pavement of New York City.

BLOODY HELL!

The ride back home was supposed to be only 45 minutes but it sure felt like an eternity. You were so anxious about what had happened and what could happen in the future. Like always you were overthinking the situation. You knew that the kiss meant a lot to Tom because Tom was ready to risk it all with the paparazzi. People had already been shipping Tom with Zendaya as a couple and earlier you too thought that they were together but you were wronged.

You decided to grab a salad for dinner, from one of the seven eleven which was on the way to your house. You get a ping from your Instagram DM, it was Tom.

tomholland2013: hey! The party is downtown at Molly’s bar

Your handle: okay…I cannot wait to meet you soon

tomholland2013: me too love

Your handle: well I got to go have my dinner

tomholland2013: ok. Also one more thing, I’ll be sending you a town car to reach at the venue tomorrow so send me the address from where you want to be picked up

Your handle: you really don’t have to do this, I’m a grown woman, I can come on my own

tomholland2013: I know that but I just wanted you to do something for you

Your handle: OMG you are so adorable to even argue with

tomholland2013: are we arguing?

Your handle: I don’t know…also fine I’m sending you my home address. It’s (y/h/a), Brooklyn

tomholland2013: thanks…later love

You woke up with a big smile on your face. You were so excited for tonight that you couldn’t even get through your day at work. Almost five times your colleagues had to bring you back from your imaginary world to planet earth. The town car was supposed to pick you up at 7 from your apartment in Brooklyn so you decided to leave work at 4:30 since the ride back home was for 40 minutes. The way back home you tried to sleep so that you wouldn’t look sleep-deprived because last night you couldn’t sleep with your anxiety and your scourge through Pinterest for some outfit inspiration.

When you reached home you threw your bag and shoes on the ground and rushed towards the bathroom for a quick shower. When you came out of the shower you were in total panic mode because you still wasn’t certain about you were going to wear. You looked towards your closet which was very unorganized and decided to wear something semi-formal so that you wouldn’t look neither overdressed nor underdressed. You finally decided to wear a grey plaid skirt with matching jacket along with a white shirt and a black bralette under it. In the case of makeup, you decided to go with a basic natural look.

Just when you were putting on your red heels you heard a knock on the door. You rushed towards it thinking it was the driver since it was almost time. When you opened the door a boy with red hair and freckles on his face was standing. “You must be y/n, I’m Harry Tom’s brother,” the said “hey harry, I thought the driver was going to pick me up,” you said with a smile on your face. “Yeah the driver is downstairs tom sent me to escort you” “it’s really nice to meet you,” you said with a nod. “Likewise, are you ready?” “Yes let me just grab my bag” you replied and then turned around leaving your door wide open.

The car ride with Harry was not that long, you guys mainly talked about each other’s jobs and Harry told you that how Tom couldn’t shut up about you the whole day. On the way, Harry told you that the empire state building was lighted in blue and red color today for Spiderman and The Brothers Trust. You even saw it through the window of your black town car, it sure looked very pretty.

Amazing! Thank you lovely 😘 @missnxthingg

Three Knocks | T.H.

Requested by @hevjadams​:  Hey! Can I have a Tom Holland imagine that Y/N goes out one night and gets a bit drunk, walks down the wrong road, stands outside Tom’s house and he helps her in as she passes out in the doorway. Then when she wakes up, she’s wrapped up on the sofa and he looks after her and they become friends? Might be a bit crap, but just an idea? Thank you! X. Also that where she’s drunk, she thinks she’s standing outside her house but it’s actually Toms and she can’t get the key in the door.

A/N: I did some minor, maybe insignificant changes, but I don’t think it goes much far from what you asked for. I hope you like it, because you’re really sweet! Also, wanted to say I follow people and reply to them with my main blog, so please don’t be sad if I’m talking to someone and not following them, maybe I already am under the name of @theefactorygirl. It’s just a warning, you know.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Female Reader

Words: 2.7K

Warnings: Alcohol and swearing

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So! Slightly changed my name... I’m no longer ‘heatherjax101’

I’m officially ‘hevjadams’

If anyone has me tagged in anything, please use this name 😘

6 years later... 18th on the right, 24th on the left. Finally feeling happy in myself and who I am!

Reblog to be added to my tag list.

More like a lot for me 😂

reblog if u a lil ugly

Your weight transformation formation is really inspiring!! Congrats!! I was wondering if you have any tips on how you did it? Or any advice would be greatlly appreciated!!! ily 💛

If I’m honest I split up with my ex 3 years ago and I took it upon myself to lose weight, as he always told me that I was getting bigger. I cut out the fatty foods like McDonald’s etc, I stopped going out drinking loads and focused on myself. I done it until I got my desired weight and started sneaking the treats in every few weeks and I’ve kept the weight off. Hope this helps!Hev♥️

Happy Tuesday guys! Here’s a photo of 4 years difference over my weight loss journey.. never actually been proud of something before and with this I am! Have a great day guys; Hev♥️

Kind of missed out yesterday as I was so busy! So.. Happy (late) Tuesday! ♥️

I’m baackkkkkkkkk!!!

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To all my followers♥️

I’m really sorry guys. With everything that’s been going on, and with how I’ve been feeling. I believe it’s time for me to take a break from Tumblr. I feel so alone and weak, I dont know how much longer I’ll be able to carry on until I fully break down. I’m not as strong as what I’m used to be. I haven’t posted a ‘Happy Tuesday’ post this week as I can’t exactly stand to look at myself right now as all I see is a pathetic ugly person staring back at me and I can’t deal with it anymore.

I’ll be back as soon as I get myself better.

I love you guys

Hev ♥️

To all my followers;

You’ve probably noticed I’ve changed my blog a little. I’ve decided this because I feel that some of the messages I’m receiving aren’t helping. I love the Dolan twins, but I also like other things too. It’s my page so I can post whatever I want. If you don’t like it, unfollow me cause I honestly couldn’t care anymore as long as it stops the abuse. Thank you.

Hev♥️

I was tagged by @mintdolans

Rule 1: tag at least 9 people you want to get to know better.

Rule 2: fill in the catergories

Appearance- I’m 5”6, long ash blonde hair (that has been dyed), brown eyes and I’m quite slim.

Personality- I’ve always been told I can light up a room with my smile and make people laugh a lot with the things I come out with, but I personally don’t think it’s true🙄

Ability- I haven’t exactly got many talents, only thing I’m kind of good at is basically counting a pack of cards really fast as I’ve been used to counting money. Which comes in handy for drinking games😂

Hobbies- I don’t exactly get out much or do much in my spare time, if I do it’s to go to work, or see my friends. But I do love my sleep, does that count?

Experiences- when I was 7 years old, I got bitten by a Doberman on my face (left cheek) and I have a big scar. Due to having the scar I was a big target for bullies, but now realising 15 years later that it’s a part of me, makes me who I am and I love it.

My life- well I’m 22, born 8th August 1995 to Alison and Paul Adams, I’m my Mums only child, but my Dads 3rd and the youngest. I have a step brother and step sister Richard and Alison which is kind of awkward being it’s my Mums first name🙈

Relationships- now this ones pretty tough for me, I was in a relationship with a guy called Brad for 10 months. I wasn’t exactly the skinniest person when we first got together, but as our relationship grew I put more weight on. He didn’t like the fact I was getting bigger, so he caused a lot of arguments that put us on a 2 week break. When we officially ended our relationship I found out he wasn’t faithful to me the entire time and his new girlfriend Jess had been seeing him whilst we was on the 2 week break. Since that day 3 years ago, I’ve refused to get into another relationship until I’m happy with myself and my weight. (I’ve dropped from a size 10 to a size 8)

Random stuff- when I was younger I could never say cup of tea or to get my mum to pull my trousers up. So I used to say ‘up a key’ for tea and ‘pull twowers up mummy’ my parents and Auntie never let me live it down 😂

I tag! @bravesdolan @thedolansss @baethandolan @themdolanboys @dolanspizzawifi @crispydolan @goofydolans99 @thedolanlipthing @graysonpetmycat

bby itll be okay i promise. those are fake friends and you dont need them and they dont need you. u are amazing inside and out. tomorrow is a new day, a fresh start. stay strong and hang in there and if you ever need anyone to talk to my inbox is always open❤️

Thank you so much! I’ve been struggling for a while, but I’m getting there. I think I’m just scared in general, fainting for me was a really scary experience and it has definitely made me feel more conscious of my life. But thank you 😘♥️

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.

Happy Tuesday guys. This is my path of weight loss. From my 18th to my 21st. I'm now 22 and I weight 8st3lbs. I'm still not feeling the way I should do after losing weight, I still feel that I'm big, that I'm not good enough for anyone and that I shouldn't be here. For me, posting this picture is the bravest thing I've done in a while. I'm slowly building confidence in myself and everyone should too. Happy Tuesday guys, you're all beautiful remember that!😘💜