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Tangled In The Sheets | Tom Holland One Shot

Pairing: Tom Holland x Female Reader (exes to lovers)

Warnings: angst-ish, smut, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (female receiving), overstimulation, squirting, ass play, angsty sex

Summary: You were the one who told him it didn’t mean that you guys were back together. “I agree,” he said as his lips reached for the weak spot on your neck, “it’s just for the fun of it.”

Word Count: 5.6k

Notes: The biggest THANK YOU ever goes to the immensely talented @worldoftom​. She made this 100 times better and I’d be lost without her!

It was just another Friday night. Ever since you got your bachelor’s degree, you had yet to get used to having no paperwork to be done. It was a big achievement for you, but somehow you still didn’t manage to properly celebrate it. You just wanted to stay home, listen to some music, go through one of your favorite books or movies.  But the sound of your roommates getting ready for yet another party was distracting.

You were just about to put your headphones on when you heard your friend Zoe calling your name. She entered your room, looking excited, all dressed up and beautiful, which made you chuckle because you were sitting in your room, your hair in a messy bun, bags of chips all over your bed.

“Come over Y/N, Alex and I need your help!” she practically pulled you out of your bed. What could they possibly need you for?

“Hello, Y/N! Welcome to your intervention!” Alex proclaimed while she held a couple of dresses in her hands.

You opened your mouth to object, but she interrupted you.

“We decided to finally get you out of bed. We won’t take no for an answer. It’s the biggest party of the year. After studying so hard this whole semester, we think you need to relax. You were like the best student in our class, and it’s finally time for you to celebrate it!”

“And we made sure he won’t be there,“ she added. "You need to have some fun, ever since you broke up with…”

“Don’t say his name Alex!” Zoe hissed through her teeth, angry eyes on Alex. “So what do you say?” she quickly turned back to you.

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Bet On It (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Author’s Note: Hey!! Here’s a fun little Draco Malfoy fic. I love him and have been in the mood to write for him recently, so I cooked this up! I hope someone enjoys it :) And requests are open! Thanks :)

Summary: You’re the it girl of Hogwarts, and no man can seem to tie you down. Draco’s the it boy of Hogwarts, and no girl can seem to keep him long. What happens when Draco approaches you with a bet that could make or break your reputation?

Bet On It

Draco Malfoy x Reader

Word Count: 8,281

Warnings: a little bit of angst and a whole lot of fluff. like one mild curse?

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last updated 4/20/21

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Invisible

Warnings: Angst, Insecurity & Self-doubt, Language

Summary: The reader stays with Tom and his friends during quarantine. To protect her from media and fans, the reader can’t been seen in any social media posts. It leads to her feeling more and more lonely and isolated until she can’t take it anymore.

Words: 2.6k 

Pairings: Tom Holland x reader

A/N: I wrote this when Tom hosted the marvel pub quiz, but completely forgot to post it!

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“That’s it. Thank you for joining and taking part in the quiz! I hope you had as much fun as we did and don’t forget to post your answers using the hashtag massive marvel pub quiz so we can find your answers easier. Stay safe and healthy. Bye guys!”

You watched as Tom’s face disappeared and the live stream ended.

But the excitement that you had felt when you had first heared of the idea of a marvel quiz was gone. Now you just felt empty. And alone.

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Hey it’s been a while but I’m looking for a fic if someone could help me actually two:

1. The first one is about Tom and reader being exes but still sleep together and once Tom has to leave for filming he tells her that they should see other people, when he comes back he says something like “I thought that’s what you wanted” or something like that.

2. Is about reader staying with the boys on quarantine and the boys believe (from rumors) that reader is only around them for fame so they star to push her aside, and after the marvel quiz Tom does he goes looking for her and she tells him how she is feeling

If you could help me I would love you eternally 💕

Cabin Confessions (Tom Holland)

a/n: here’s that fic i’ve been nonstop babbling about slaksls. i had so much fun writing this honestly (also got 🥺❤️ a bit) and i hope you guys enjoy it too! so just sit back, maybe grab a drink & a snack, and enjoy the rollercoaster ‘cause she’s long. oh and Happy very late Halloween! 🎃🖤👻🧡 so consider this as my b-day treat from me to you ❤️ have fun reading!

pairing: tom holland x female!reader trope/genre: enemies to lovers (or idiots to lovers, both fits lol), slight angst, fluff summary: It’s nighttime, the car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, cue a thunderstorm where you have no choice but to find shelter in this old cabin in the woods. It’s a horror movie just waiting to happen, what could possibly make things worse? Oh, experiencing all that with the person who you hate just as much as he hates you…but is that really a bad thing? warnings: dialogue galore, so much cussing (will include British slang), yelling, insulting, name calling (mostly at each other lol), scary moment (a lil bit), steamy moments™️, and kinda slow burn? word count: 18.9k+ (honestly, is this even a surprise? you guys are prolly used to it by now lmao)

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“Yeah, I’m just getting one more thing and I’ll be on my way. Can you send me the address?”

Tom carefully loaded the wrapped up gift in the car boot beside the luggage that he forgot to take out, given that he arrived in London just yesterday. It was only a week off from shooting, his presence needed back home since his best friend was about to throw a Halloween-themed engagement party that would last for the whole weekend.

Harrison was getting married and Tom still gets a little choked up just thinking about it. He wouldn’t live with himself if he missed a single thing, especially when he’s the best man. So, here he was fresh back home in a Slytherin Hogwarts uniform—he didn’t have much time to think about something more creative and less cliché—as he gets ready to take this drive to east England.

The blonde lad and his fiancé, Stella, had rented out this luxury home in Sibton, Suffolk called The Walled Garden where the party is going to take place. It was going to be a big celebration on the first night, a Halloween bash meets an engagement party, that was a given. Although once the festivities are done, closest friends and families are going to be the only ones left at the home, sort of a getting-to-know before the actual big day.

The rest of the weekend is basically a relaxing two-day mini getaway for both the families of the bride and groom.

Tom was balancing his phone on his shoulder that was pressed up against his ear, one hand preoccupied with a hot cup of his afternoon tea as he walked over to the driver’s door, fishing his keys out of his pocket to get this show on the road.

“I just did,” Harrison said over the phone. “Oh yeah, wait, can I ask one teeny favor?”

“Anything, H.”

There was a long pause after that, Tom’s brows furrowing as he waited for his best friend to speak again. Usually when it’s favors he just spills it out right away, no hesitation no matter how embarrassing because they’re comfortable enough with each other already. So what could possibly be the reason why Harrison is suddenly taking so long to ask this teeny fa—

“Can you stop by Y/N’s and pick her up please?”

Tom almost dropped his keys and his phone to the ground, glad that the tea had a lid or else he would’ve burned his fingers. He cleared out the lump that’s formed in his throat with a sharp curse as he composed himself.

“Okay, not a fucking cha—”

“Before you get all pissy about it, this is all on me. I was supposed to pick her up but I got too preoccupied and it’s just too much of a hassle to drive back down there and then back up here,” Harrison explained and Tom can already picture him with that pleading face.

Finally able to open the door, Tom slipped inside the car with a deep scowl, putting his cup on the center console and taking hold of his phone properly before slamming the door shut.

“You said a favor, Harrison, not a death sentence,” Tom stressed.

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I missed you // Draco Malfoy

A/N: This was an anonymous request I received about 4 days ago. It took me a while to write it because school was A LOT this week and I’ve been so exhausted from trying to keep up with everything. I’ve also started trying to shift so if anyone has any tips on that, please let me know! Otherwise, I hope you enjoy!

Summary: Draco and Y/N have mutually broken up and have started experimenting with other people. But it’s only a matter of time before Draco gets jealous.

Warning(s): Swearing

Word Count: 2.5k 

It was for the best. Wasn’t it? He didn’t love her anymore, and nor did she. That happens sometimes. People just fall out of love. It was mutual; there was no fight, nobody was angry. The relationship had run its course, no feed to fuss about it. Besides, it wouldn’t have made sense for them to remain, boyfriend and girlfriend, when they’d each lost feelings.

If all of that is true…then why does it hurt so much? Y/N wondered as she lay flat on her back, the bedsheets around her in disarray from all her tossing and turning. She knew there was no way she’d find sleep easily tonight, not after the breakup. She felt as if a piece of her had been forcefully ripped from her. But why? She had a hunch for almost an entire month that she’d lost feelings for Draco. Shouldn’t she have been prepared for the end? Alas, Y/N knew that completely preparing oneself for a breakup is an impossible feat. 

These thoughts swirled through her brain as she finally closed her eyes. She clutched the sheets in her palms, trying to ground herself. Her forehead was tense with wrinkles as she was already anticipating the nightmares. But nevertheless, after a few more minutes of restlessness, her body’s need for slumber overtook her.

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hi omg is this the one youre looking for jszjhah idk if the link works im a noob at this :/

No its not but I just read it and it is ART 🔥thank you for putting it on my lif.

Hello someone help me!!! I am looking for a fix I read a few months ago, it was about reader and Draco being bored so he just eats her out, not to pleased her but to “entertain himself” please help a girl out.

THIS IS EASILY ON MY TOP THREE OF FICS AND I HAVE READ A LOT!!! I’m thinking maybe doing a recommendation post.

Rules

pairing; tom holland x reader (college au)

words: ~17k (another long one oooops)

Tom’s got a reputation– one that you want to steer away from.  When that doesn’t go as planned, you put rules in place.  how long do those last?

warnings: swearing, crude humor, a lil bit of blood, smut, 18+ please!!, injuries, drinking, drunken shenanigans, tipsy sex 

a/n: I had a good time writing this one!!  Enjoyyy!!

It’s a Friday night like any other.  You’ve finished your classes (which included two quizzes) and done a little homework so you can sleep in tomorrow, and now that it’s almost ten, you’re draped over your friend Lily’s bed, watching her braid Meg’s hair into two tight rows.

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pretty please: series masterlist | tom holland x reader

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: How do you deal with a debilitating, stupid, soul-destroying crush on your childhood best friend, Tom? Apparently, by trying to set him up with someone else.

Warnings: childhood best friend, boy next door AU, chaotic levels of pining, fluff, unresolved sexual tension, and an insecure, introspective reader, eventual smut

Playlist

Invisible Things by Lauv

Me & You Together Song by The 1975

Am I Pretty? By The Maine

Pretty Please by Dua Lipa

Sugar by Brockhampton

Kill My Time by 5SOS

The Louvre by Lorde

Goodnight n go by Ariana Grande

Chapters

Part One (4.5K)

Part Two (5.2K)

Part Three (6.2K) 

Part Four (5.1K)

Part Five (7.4K)

Part Six/Epilogue

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Hello! Here I am once again looking for a fic 😊 if you guys could help me, It’s about reader having a crush on Tom (tom is Cupid and reader is a worker or some like that) and she thinks he doesn’t like her because he always walks away and things like that but one day they have to work together and they talk and he asks her if she already met the love of her life and when she asks him he says I have or I know I have something like that. I’m sorry I know I don’t make sense but if this sounds familiar to anyone please help me 🙂❤️❤️

Hello! Here I am once again looking for a fic 😊 if you guys could help me, It’s about reader having a crush on Tom (tom is Cupid and reader is a worker or some like that) and she thinks he doesn’t like her because he always walks away and things like that but one day they have to work together and they talk and he asks her if she already met the love of her life and when she asks him he says I have or I know I have something like that. I’m sorry I know I don’t make sense but if this sounds familiar to anyone please help me 🙂❤️❤️

hi val can you maybe write something about the reader being dared to kiss peter/tom/arvin (you choose) since her friends knew that she has a big crush on him, but once she did he seems disinterested after which makes her sad, but what she doesn't know was after she kissed him, he practically runs to his friends freaking out that the girl he's had his eyes on this whole time just kissed him??

kiss and tell

w/c: 1.8k

warnings: like one swear and awkwardness

a/n: yeeee i went with peter! this is adorable :,)

“i can’t!” you scold betty and her annoying smirk. you’re bored at lunch, so liz suggested the three of you play truth or dare. you’d made the mistake of choosing dare. in your defense, betty is the nosiest person in all of midtown, so you thought you were dodging the bullet and guarding your deep dark secrets. how could you have known she’d make you do... this?

“that’s so, like, forward. he’s gonna freak out.” you glance over at peter’s table to see what he’s up to before you possibly scar him. he’s laughing along at a heated conversation ned and mj are having. the way his face lights up, and his eyes crinkle as a smile crosses his features, it gives you butterflies throughout your whole body.

“in a good way,” liz grins her most charming grin at you. it’s not working this time. you roll your eyes up to the ceiling. “i thought you liked him,” betty huffs, gesturing over to peter and keeping her eyes on you. “all you do is talk about how he’s so cute and smart, and his lips look so soft-“ “i never said that!” you look at her with wild eyes. liz bites her lip to hold in a laugh. “the last part, i mean,” you clarify in a murmur.

liz puts a hand on you and pats your shoulder knowingly. “you’ve probably thought it, though. i’ve seen you checking them out.” there have been quite a few times your gaze has landed on peter’s lips, watching them curve while he talks to you about some new science theory he’s excited to share. you end up zoning out and pretending you retained any of what he said. betty puckers her own lips at you.

“you wanna kiss him,” she insists in a sing song voice, resting her chin on your other shoulder. “i’m doing you a favor.” “you’re really not gonna change the dare?” you sigh, your friends leaning on you in support. liz taps your cheek. “so, you don’t wanna kiss him?” “there’s no way,” betty comments from your side. “no, i...” you start, focusing in on peter again.

he meets your eyes across the cafeteria. his smile fades slightly, then a shy one is replacing it, ned dragging him into his and mj’s debate. you turn back to liz and betty.

“i do, but do you think he wants me to?” you ask them both, and they share a you have to be kidding look. “only one way to find out.” liz gives your shoulder a nudge. betty beams at you. “i triple dog dare you now, so you have to.” considering your options, you bounce your leg up and down. you’ll either get the nicest rejection ever from peter or a kiss back. you can handle this.

“ok, i’ll do it,” you decide, betty clapping her hands and squealing. liz throws an arm around your neck. “yay! i love love.” “let’s calm down,” you giggle so she doesn’t get too carried away. you and peter haven’t even established that you like each other. “i’m calm, i’m calm. do you need to borrow chapstick?” she offers, betty simultaneously pulling a tube out of her purse. “or lip gloss?”

you’re appreciating their over involvement now.

“both,” you breathe out, letting them get you ready for your big kiss.

liz and betty send you good luck wishes in a hushed tone while you make your way to peter’s table. mj went to get a snapple, and ned went with her so they could continue whatever argument they’re in. that left peter by himself. it’s almost like this is meant to happen.

“hi,” you greet peter, making him look up at you with raised eyebrows. he notices right away that your lips are shiny, more so than usual. a color that you always seem to bring to his face takes over his cheeks. “hey. you wanna sit?” he gives you a small smile. you return it. “yeah, sure. thanks.” instead of taking the bench across from him like he assumed you would, you find your place next to him.

he doesn’t mind.

“how’s your day been?” you wonder, body turned towards him while he answers. peter scrunches his nose. “kinda busy. i got so much homework in spanish tonight, and i’ve been putting off this essay about...” you do the thing you do every time he goes off on a sort of tangent, watch his lips. lucky for you, that’s the whole point today. “i don’t know. all i have so far is the intro-“

you cut peter off with a kiss. liz and betty cheer to each other the second it happens. peter doesn’t move, only freezes up as you press your glossy lips to his and grab his shoulders. it takes a few seconds for you to realize he’s not kissing back. his arms are stiff at his sides, eyes wide in shock. absolutely humiliated, you pull back, moving as far away as you can.

“fuck, i’m sorry. i should’ve asked you first,” you apologize, voice shaking. you’re already getting to your feet. peter blinks a few times, grounding himself back in the moment. “no, no. it’s okay. i-“ “that was weird, i know. you don’t have to lie or make me feel better.” he furrows his eyebrows, in a way that seems regretful even though you’re the one who messed up. “i’m trying to tell you, y/n. it’s fine. we-“

ned’s voice fills the room, making you snap your head in his direction. him and mj are coming back. you need to get out of here before you embarrass yourself even more.

“i’m gonna go. i’m sorry,” you mumble out, running back to your table, where liz and betty are instantly asking what’s wrong and if you’re alright. peter licks his lips that are now coated in your gloss and clenches his jaw. he’s pissed. not at you, at himself. it’s clear because mj brings attention to it when she sits down.

“what’s up with your face?” she narrows her eyes at him, popping the cap on her snapple. ned elbows peter in his spot next to him. you were just there less than a minute ago. “you okay, dude?” he checks. “no.” peter closes his eyes in frustration. “what’s wrong?” ned kicks mj’s foot under the table so she’ll stop making out with her drink and help him.

“i... y/n kissed me,” peter admits, sounding oddly upset about something everyone knows he’s been hoping would happen. “she what?” ned gawks. “isn’t that a good thing?” mj points out. “you love her.” “like her,” peter corrects and chews the inside of his cheek. “whatever. shouldn’t you want her to kiss you?” she takes another sip of snapple, passing this off to ned.

“yeah...” is all ned says. he awkwardly rubs peter’s back while mj tries not to snort. “that’s not the problem. i didn’t kiss her back, and she took it as me not being into it,” peter shakes his head as he recounts your weird moment. “which i was,” he tells them for the record. ned makes a funny face at him. “so why didn’t you kiss back?” “no shit she ran away,” mj mutters to him. she saw that part.

“because i wasn’t expecting it!” peter frowns at his friends’ reactions and at what he did. “you guys know how much i like y/n. i can’t believe i screwed this up so bad.” mj squints in mock confusion. “i can.” she quickly drops her sarcasm for encouragement after that. “ok, seriously. just go find her and apologize.” “maybe kiss her this time,” ned chimes in.

“if she really likes you, she’ll get it.” mj smiles genuinely, nodding back at your table. ned gives him a push forward. “you got this, dude. come tell us all about it after.” a rush of confidence enters peter from their advice. he’ll fix this. “thanks, guys. here i go.” he shoots up from the table, ned and mj getting back into their debate once he’s out of sight.

betty is hugging you way too tightly when peter gets over there. she goes on about how much peter sucks, overcompensating because she’s the reason you kissed him. you only hum in response. you don’t have the heart to tell her you blame yourself. only liz notices peter come over, so she talks on your behalf. “oh, hey,” she says drily. “hey. can i talk to y/n?” peter gets out, twiddling with his thumbs nervously.

she has to decide if she’d rather go into protective friend mode or let him. from your unenthusiastic responses to betty’s hate rant, she figures you’d like to hear him out.

“come on, betty,” liz takes her arm suddenly, betty trying to pull it back. “what? why?” “i’m gonna buy you ice cream. let’s go.” that’s her cover. peter shoots her a look that says thank you, liz pressing her lips into a line and dragging betty along. betty sees peter standing in front of your table and glares at him, liz walking faster. you don’t get the chance to ask them where they’re going because they leave so fast.

the bench dips down on one side of you, making someone’s prescense known. you’re surprised to find it’s peter. you talk first.

“if you’re gonna apologize, don’t. it was my fault-“ “you never let me finish earlier,” peter interrupts, the hint of a smile on his face. his clammy hand links with one of yours. “what were you gonna say?” you ask quietly, peter threading your fingers together. your heart is racing at the simple touch. “that i like you,” he replies at the same low volume. “and, that i wanted to try again.”

he’s sitting a lot closer to you than you realized. you welcome it, your hands in between you two on the bench. “i like you too... try what again?” you question, although you hope and pray it’s what you think. “kissing,” peter says what you were hoping and praying for. “wasn’t ready the first time.” you’re about to go into cardiac arrest as he rests his forehead on yours, curls brushing your face. a few broken up breaths escape him.

“can i?” he nearly whispers, warm hand still gripping at yours. “yeah,” you agree before your eyes flutter shut. he wastes no time, parting his lips and brushing them against yours gently, you reciprocating. he kisses as sweetly as he is, his free hand on your cheek and fingers careessing your skin. your other hand ends up on the back of his neck. you grin against him, lips detaching momentarily so you can engage him in another kiss.

peter doesn’t hesitate to kiss back this time, nose nudging yours as he moves in more. you tug on some hair at the nape of his neck and laugh into the kiss, reminding him you’re in school. he pulls back with a chuckle, but keeps his forehead on yours and your hands in each other.

“sorry. got too excited,” he laughs out, you leaning into his open palm. “i told you don’t apologize.”

liz and betty joined ned and mj at some point. the four of them are whistling at you and yelling out suggestive jokes. they’re too much. but, to be fair, you owe this all to them.

Hello!! I am trying to find a Peter Parker fic if you guys could help me!!

It was about the reader kissing him because she was dared but she actually likes him but he doesn’t kiss back (because he was shocked) but later he goes to the reader and explain and they kiss.

please help me I am dying to read it again 😣

Days with Draco

A/N: this came out longer than I’d expected

… if you were public:

Draco would kiss you wherever and whenever he can

at breakfast, in the Great Hall, he would give you little pecks on your cheeks every now and then, maybe he would also wrap your should with his arm and pulling you closer to him

so close that you have your leg resting on his thigh as you talked with Pansy and Daphne on your right

he would spend breakfast making plans for the day with Blaise, or just staring at you as you were focused on repeating for an up-coming test

since you’re both Slytherins, you would walk hand-in-hand to your classes

and when he feels extremely sweet, Draco would bring your books for you

between a class and another you would lean against a cold, stone-made wall and kiss until you’re out of breath, your lips reddish and swollen

Professors McGonagall and Snape definitely wouldn’t like that, so you tried to be as careful a you could before their lessons 

you would wait lunch being served in the Slytherin’s common room, together with your group of friends, chatting about the morning lessons 

the topics would change, and also the attitude of your friends towards some other people, what would never change was you, sitting on Draco’s lap, his hands brushing against your thighs, under your skirt, while yours would just lay on his arm

you didn’t pay attention to any of their talks, you just enjoyed being touched by your boyfriend and, even though you were in a room crowded of people, you laid there, shivering whenever his fingers went up too far

“remember where we are” you would scold him careful not to let everyone else hearing you

“I wouldn’t mind showing them how much of a good girl you are”

your little interaction stopped there, as you were told to make it to the Great Hall for lunch

it would be very similar to breakfast; your leg resting on his, though this time you would just pay attention to each other -your friends not even trying to engage a talk with you

during the early hours of the afternoon you would just sit under a tree far away from the castle, enjoying the silence the nature had to offer you

Draco would have his arm around your shoulders, canceling any distance between you two

your head would be resting in the crock of his neck and your hands would be waved together, his thumb gently stroking the back of your hands, and you doing the same

“what about studying in my room today?”

both of you knew how little homework you would do when alone in a room, so you would try a compromise 

“let’s study in the library until five and then we go to your room?”

Draco would just put on a pout and give you the puppy’ eyes, though after a while you had learned to say “no” to them. and that was what you would do

as you had already imagined, the hours spent in Draco’s room hadn’t led you to study, instead you’d spent hours snogging and rubbing against each other

only ten minutes after closing the door behind your backs, your clothes  would already be scattered around the room and you’d be straddling him

“I really like this subject” Draco’d have his arms around your waist, pulling you closer and closer to him, while his mouth would leave wet, hot kisses on your shoulder going up to your chin “I’m astonished by your beauty, my love”

Draco had always beee great with words, amazing you each time he’d make you a compliment. particularly, he’d love to address flatteries to your body when he had the chance

it would make you blush and hide your face in the crock of his neck, “you don’t need to do that every time”

“I’ll stop when you will stop blushing” from that moment on your kisses would change into desperate and passionate, burning every inch of your skin, his hands cupping your face, or gather your hair in a ponytail with his fingers

you’d shivered underneath his touch as if it was the first time, and it only increased when Draco’s fingers reached the latch of your bra and, with a swift move, removed it 

both his hands would grabbed your tits, his skilled fingers playing with your pinkish nipples, before placing his lips on them 

“D-draco” you’d moaned as you felt his tongue caressing them, gently at first and as time passed, he’d suck more harshly, making you moan

the increase would make you a “wet mess” -as Draco loved calling you 

as you frantically grinned against his hips, you felt him growing harder beneath you -it could get inside you without much of effort

“what’s wrong, my love?” he mocked you, a smirk plastered on his face “do you want anything?”

you moaned and tried to rub your thighs, smoothing the not ignorable aching core 

“talk to me, baby” his grasp on your chin would be rough, forcing your eyes in his “what something?”

“you…all of you” you captured his lips in yours and let your hands wander on his bare torso, “please, Draco” 

“I still don’t get what you want, honey” while saying it, he would hit your throbbing cunt

“please, Draco, fuck me” you’d squint your eyes as the ache became unbearable “fuck me with your fingers, your mouth, your cock”

Draco would give a quick look at the clock on his bedside table“well, we don’t have enough time, so…you’d better be ready for this”

you put a spell on the door and put away your wand once and far all, finally focusing only on the two of you

meanwhile Draco had lowered his boxers, his cock was already reddish and the tip was leaking with the pre-cum, “all this only for me?” you teased him as you gave him a few strokes, before alining it at your entrance

you slide it easily in, taking it all the way in until its tip hit your deepest spot, “you’re so big”

you knew that kind of statement would increase his ego, but you also liked seeing his satisfied smirk on his face every time you would say that

“and you’re fucking tight”

your words game would go on for a while, though it’d be cut off by you bouncing on his cock and him staring at you, arms crossed behind his head, as you struggled to keep it together

he’d take control only when he noticed your legs trembling and your arms no longer holding your weight. without flipping you over, he’d pound into you at an ungodly speed, faster and faster

“you’re not capable of taking control” he’d hold your head near to his hearts -which you heard beating inside his chest- while he’d make you reach your high, “you keep trying, but you fail every” thrust “single” thrust “time”

a flow of hot cum would be released into you as you reach your climax at the same time

“I love you” “I love you, too”

after dinner you’d part your ways, until the next morning

…if you were not public (most likely belonging to a different house): 

Draco would definitely tease you in public from afar, but when behind ht e door of a safe room he’d be the best of the boyfriends -showing you a never-seen side of him

you’d wake up at the sound of your clock going on, together with all your dorm mates

you’d enter the Great Hall next to your friends, talking with them as you sat down at your house’s table

maybe at first you’d actually be interested in their conversation, but then a owl delivered you a letter 

a deep black envelope with the silver seal reminding a serpent which you carefully unfolded and found inside it a black card which said: “meet me at the Girl’s Lavatory out of service”

you’d excuse yourself from your your friends and quickly walked out of the Hall, climbing up the stairs and opening the door of the bathroom once you had reached it

Draco Malfoy would already be there, waiting for you resting against the wall

“are we late, aren’t we?” with only three steps he’d be a few inches in front of you

“I’ve got short legs, it isn’t my fault” you’d try to catch his lips between yours but you failed as he threw his head back “don’t you want your good morning kiss? well, I can go and give him to someone else”

no matter how old that sentence would be, it would always make him jealous 

in fact, also that time, he’d grab your wrist and pull you back against him

“stupid girl” Draco’d lean in for a gentle kiss, your lips soft and tasting against his “my stupid girl”

you’d melt in his thigh embrace and leave at him the job to lead the kiss

it soon turned into a make out session, which kept its sweet way

“see you again here after your last morning class”

you’d leave the bathroom at the distance of 10 minutes from one another and you’d meet up with your friends soon after -avoiding their questions about your strange behaviour

the thought of seeing him again would keep you from focusing on your classes, though you’d always manage to be among the top 5 students of each class

as you were about to turn around the corner and enter the bathroom on the first floor, you’d see someone else sneaking in

you’d put on a pout and metal hex whoever dared to stole your place of secret meeting with Draco

“is something wrong, Y/N?” by the time you had searched for another solution, your friend would have reached you and started worrying seeing you staring at the wall

Draco’d observe the scene from behind another wall, not wanting to keep his eyes off of you as you came up with an excuse to your friend

during the lunch all you did you exchanging looks with your boyfriend 

at first they were innocent, like hidden smiles and quick glances over the table where the other was seated, but then you played too much you the fork in your mouth -you didn’t do it on purpose- and once your eyes went back on him you found him staring at you

on the other end, Draco was dying to meet you, though he was slowly realising you wouldn’t have met him until later that afternoon -being you busy studying with your friends

for the first time since you started seeing each other, Draco decided to sit down with Blaise, Pansy and Daphne in the library, not far away from you -though you were turning your back at him

“try not to fuck her here, okay?” Blaise’s words would block any Draco’s attempt to imagine what would it be like to bend you over the table where you were

Blaise would be the only one to know and no, Draco had never told him anything

“next time remember people can hear her screams from the common room” was how your boyfriend found out his friends knew 

the afternoon passed slowly and painfully, according to Draco Malfoy

when he sat down at the Slytherin’s table, his mind was filled with imagines of you -acting in the most provocative way

he swallowed the entire banquet, if only he would have been able to do that, just to end it and bring you to his room

“mate, she has just left” 

Draco would run out of the Great Hall and discreetly walk closely behind you

you’d smiled at yourself as you perceived his presence behind you and you took the next turn as a chance to grab him by his wrist

“I can’t wait any longer” you made him lean into you and you placed your lips on his

the kiss didn’t keep soft, instead you soon found yourself being pinned up against the wall 

his fingers traced your inner thigh, make you more wet and he went up and down 

 you moaned into the kiss, which allowed him a better entrance in your mouth

“w-we can’t h-here”

“the things I can’t do are very little” he turned you around, your face meeting the cold stone of the wall as he pushed up your clock and your skirt, your soaked panties vanished inside his robe, “fucking you against this wall isn’t among them”

you heard him unbuckling his belt and then his trousers

the cold air hit your cunt and you inhaled deeply

Draco wouldn’t give you any kind of warning before filling you up with his cock

“you’re always so ready to take me in”

“my warm and wet cunt”

he’d pinch your clit, making it harder for you to hold back your moans, “keep quiet” he’d scold you putting his hand over your mouth

his thrusts would become sloppier and faster as both your climax approached

he’d grabbed you by your throat and made you arch your back up to the point where your head was resting on his shoulder

he’d give you a kiss, only as an excuse to spit into your mouth and watch you as your high washed you

“that’s right, take it like the desperate cum slut you are”

he’d cum into you without any warning -again- and keep himself inside you for a couple of minutes -making himself sure his cum wouldn’t go wasted on the floor

he’d watch as you tried to recompose yourself -as if you hadn’t been fucked right in the middle of the hallway

“fuck, it’s sticky” you looked down between your legs and notice a drop of cum went down your inner thigh

you tried to wipe it away but your hand was blocked by Draco’s “leave it there”

“don’t you think I’m done with you” he’d smack your ass “walk”

your next stop would be the Astronomy Tower, where he’d fuck you other three times, before finally letting you head back to your dorm

Hiii omg I love your writing

Can u do a Tom Holland x black reader

Where she’s an actress and she was also in the cherry movie and her and Tom were fwb but she broke it off and their doing virtual interviews and it’s awkward at first but near the end it’s not anymore ending in fluff

Thank you for your request!!💕❤️

Isolation- Tom Holland x black!Reader

Summary; When you're starting catching feelings for Tom, you have to broke any contact you have with him, but things get heated when you have to interact for some virtual interviews.

waring; angst, fluff, implied smut

words; 1.3k

One month! One whole, damn, month that you had to interact with him. Of course he wouldn't care to contact you or anything. For fucks sake, you even heard that he got a girlfriend too. Tom fucking Holland!

You're story goes for one year and on. You had started of as friends, as you were costarring alongside him in his new movie Cherry. Two weeks into the making of the film, the sexual tension between you two was a dead giveaway. So you did the only thing that you could've done. You hooked up. At first you said that it was a one night stand. The same thing you said the day after, and after, and after. You were saying that for at least three months of hooking up, until you decided to call each other ‘fuck buddies’, which yeah… it means that you were friends with benefits.

The following months were passing by easily and you were enjoying your time with Tom. However, at some point you realized that you had grown actual feelings for him. From then and on, the sex you were having, it was not just for pleasure anymore, but it had a deeper and emotional meaning to you.

Unfortunately, you were sure that there was no way that Tom was feeling the same way towards you, so that's why you started avoiding him. Tom started noticing that something had change about you. You weren't answering your phone, you weren't texting him back and you were isolating yourself from him. So one day he decided to confront you.

He came to your house to talk to you, back you weren't answering your door. Of course you knew it was him and there was no way you were letting him in. He would only fuck you and then leave. Once again you would fall into his nest.

The only thing you did was to tell him was to leave you alone and that you didn't want to see him again. And that's what happened. You have never seen him again since then. Until now…

You were having press for your movie and due to Covid, you had to do it through your laptop, from your home. As you joined the call, at first it was just you and him. You wanted to disappear the very moment you saw him. So you were just pretending to be on your phone.

“Hi.” He said weakly. You felt your heart stopping for a moment as you heard him, yet you still kept on avoiding him.

“Y/N…” He called your name, but you didn't react.

“I have no idea why you're mad at me. I wish I knew so that I could fix it, but you're not talking to me and I don't know what to do.” He sighed running his hands through his hair.

“You can do nothing Tom.” You said and closed your phone as the first interviewer of the day, joining the call. The only thing you noticed was the shocking look on Tom's face, due to hearing your voice after a whole month.

***

As time went by, you were getting more and more nervous due to the fact that you were seeing Tom. He was zooming out every no and then, making things even more awkward.

The time had finally arrived for your last interview of the day. You took a deep breath, inhaling as much oxygen as it was possible and then exhaling.

“Hello guys. Nice to meet you!” The young girl said.

“Hi.” You and Tom greeted her smiling.

“Let me just start by congratulating you for trending on Twitter.” She smiled.

“Oh really? Which one of us?” Tom asked her nicely.

“No, probably I didn’t placed it correctly, you ship name is trending on Twitter.” She answered.

“Our what?” You said confused.

“Yeah, your ship name. Everyone ships you two together, I mean you have such a great chemistry. Why? Don't you see yourselves being a couple?” She chuckled.

Well, if you thought that things couldn't have got more awkward, you were completely wrong.

“Haha, I absolutely would see that in the future.” Tom laughed, but not really. It was as if he was implying something.

“Of course! You see what I'm talking about! What about you Y/N?” She asked you.

“Umm I… I don't know… I'm… I mean… maybe…” You said while you started feeling the urge to cry.

“So it's settled. You shall get married now!” She joked making you both a fake a smile.

***

“Thank you guys for your time and I really hope to see you two together.” She said.

“We thank you.” Tom said and she left the call as soon you said goodbye.

You were ready to go too, when Tom spoke to you.

“So, you see us together in the future?” He said grinning.

“Tom…” You sighed.

“Please Y/N, talk to me. Please tell me what's wrong. I really really miss you.” He said and you saw his eyes glowing with tears.

“Please Tom, don't make things even worse.” You sighed interrupting him.

“How more worse could they be? One day we have fun and being ourselves and the other one you're cutting me off. Wha did I do?” He said frustrated.

“Tell me, what did I do wrong?” He asked again.

“You did nothing wrong, okay? Are you happy now? I am the problem, not you. I'm the fool.” You admitted.

“Y/N, what are you talking abou—”

“I love you Tom! I love you, and I can't stand the idea of feeling like that all by myself. Do you know how much it hurts knowing that the person who you love with your whole heart, doesn't love you back? It hurts so damn much Tom!” You finally said with tears running down on your cheeks.

“Y/N, why didn't you tell me sooner?” He said sweetly and you looked at him confused.

“Why? So you could make fun of me beforehand?” You tried to whipping your tears from your eyes, yet failed as there were more streaming down.

“No, darling, I would never dare to make fun of you, especially not from the moment that I feel the same.” He said and your eyes shot back on the screen.

“What?” You asked in shock.

“I love you too Y/N. You have no idea what i've went through this whole month. I love you so much darling. Please allow me to come over, so we can talk this out.” He suggested.

“Of course.” You nodded and shut your computer as soon as possible, getting up and going the bathroom to wash your face.

When you heard your doorbell, you rushed downstairs to open the door and you gasped at the sighed of seeing him in person after so long. As soon as he entered your house, he smashed his lips onto yours and wrapped his hands around your waist.

“Wait—” He interrupted you by locking your lips again.

“Tom…” You tried to speak, but he wouldn't left you.

“Stop.. Tom.”

“We have to—” he kissed your neck, nibbling at your sweet spot.

“… isolate… mhhm.” You tried to say but he knew how to stop you by grabbing your right breast.

“Don’t worry darling, we'll not be going anywhere anytime soon.” He smirked making you giggle as he continued harassing your neck.

Not What It Looks Like

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Synopsis: Tom finds you and Harry in a stick situation

Warnings: mentions of puking, alcohol, suggestive content, all around a strange setup that I thought of in the shower

Masterlist

Everyone in this story is 21+

You had the typical “will they/won’t they” relationship with Tom. Nothing was official, but everyone knew how you two felt for each other. You thought he hung the stars, and he thought you drove the golden chariot across the sky every morning to make the sun rise.

Despite your obvious feelings for each other, you never told the other. You settled for a close friendship with a few questionably romantic moments. Even better, your relationship with Tom turned out to be a package deal. You were an unofficial member of the Holland family. 

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Last Resort

(Draco Malfoy x Reader) 

Summary: When Y/N is left without a date to the Yule Ball, she turns to Draco to help with her problem. Unbeknownst to her, Draco has been waiting for this moment all along. 

Warnings:angst, FLUFF and language

Word Count:3250

A/N: one word: finally.

You clenched your fists tightly around the knife and fork, bending the metal slightly. Pansy was hammering your head with flaunts about how Draco had asked her to the Yule Ball yesterday and how he had promised to wear a yellow tie tonight, just to match her yellow dress.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Blaise asked, throwing you a cautious look as he watched your face grow redder by the second, “You look like you’re about to break that fork”. He slowly took the knife and fork out of your hands, careful not to hurt you. You ignored him completely and instead tightened your fists, digging your nails into your hands.

“Okay, well now you look like you’re going to break your hand” He chuckled lowly. You released your hands and rolled your eyes, before throwing him a fake smile.

“Someone’s on their period” Blaise muttered.

“Wow, that’s so fucking funny.” You snapped, throwing your head onto the table and groaning. You felt fingers roughly brush through your hair, tugging at it.

“She’s just upset that no one has asked her to the Yule Ball” Pansy gibed, causing you to groan louder.

“You know, Pansy, your fingers aren’t very soft and you stroking my hair is not very soothing” You snarked, sitting back up.

“No need to snap at me just because you’re gonna be alone tonight and I’m not” she bragged, “Jealousy doesn’t look good on you”.

“And, besides, Draco says I’ve got a very soothing touch” Pansy jested, curiously stroking her own fingers. You snorted sarcastically and turned your head in the opposite direction.

“Wait, you’re actually upset?” she giggled, causing everyone else to giggle around her. Except Blaise, who shot you a sympathetic look.

“Y/N” Pansy said softly, “You didn’t actually think anyone was going to ask you, did you? I mean come on, Y/N, you’re a nice girl but you’re hardly girlfriend material. People just don’t see you in that way, you’re just not an attractive person. It’s not really your fault or anything”

You shot up immediately and quickly made your way to the exit of the Great Hall, trying your best to keep your composure and hold your head high. You didn’t want Pansy to see how much she had upset you, you could still hear her faint giggles as you left the Hall.

Once you were outside you let the tears fall down your face as you let out little strangled sobs. You began to pick up your pace down the halls, making your way to your room. You just wanted to see your best friend, and you needed to see him now.

He had mentioned how he was going to be late to breakfast today, and so you hoped that if you were quick enough you would be able to catch up with him now before he left. Your eyes met the entrance of the common room at the end of the dungeons, so you picked up your pace even more, knowing you were close to being able to let your emotions out without having to deal with the judgement of others. 

Your heart seemed to clench with anticipation with each step you took, until you finally reached the common room and slipped inside. There you saw Draco, fixing his collar in one of the mirrors, and the pressure in your chest released. You let out a strangled sort of sob and instantly ran up to him, wrapping your arms around his neck and burying yourself in his chest. 

“Y/N?” Draco said softly, his hands in the air in a shocked stance. He began to process that your shoulders were slightly shaking against his chest and cautiously placed his arms around your head, pressing you tighter into his chest. He began to trace his fingers along your neck, and whispered small shushes into your ear, hoping to calm you down. 

Draco had known you for years now, and you had come to him crying a few times before. Draco had memorised exactly how you liked to be held and the best ways to help you feel at ease. It was important to him that he got those moments right, seeing you upset always made him feel an uncomfortable pinch in his heart and Draco hated that. Of course Draco would never tell his mates something like that, heck they already teased him for actually hugging her, Draco dreaded to think about what they would say if they knew he actually memorised the way to keep you calm. 

You had been silent for a few moments now and your cries began to die down, so he finally spoke again, “Y/N, is everything okay?”. You looked up at him with hazy eyes and unhooked your arms from his neck, instead deciding to grip onto his shirt. 

“Draco, take me to the yule ball” You pleaded, keeping your eyes trained on his. 

“What-” 

“Please, Draco!” You cried out, gripping his shirt harder as you threw you head onto his chest and began to sob again.

“Y/N, please calm down” Draco whispered. He softly gripped onto your elbows and began to lead you to a near couch. As soon as you sat, you dropped your head down again and covered your face with your hands. Draco noticed this and took your hands away from your face, instead replacing them with his own as he wiped your tears away with his thumbs. 

“Are you gonna tell me what happened?” Draco questioned in a reassuring tone, continuing to stroke your cheekbones. 

“No one asked me to the Yule Ball” You muttered, still not looking Draco in the eye, “I’m a fucking troll”. You noticed Draco’s hands had froze. You finally looked to see his eyes wide in shock and there was an unfamiliar glint in them which made you slightly uneasy. 

Draco hadn’t even noticed that you were looking at him, instead he was thinking back to the day the Yule Ball was announced. 

“None of you are asking Y/N to the ball, got it” Draco commanded to a group of slytherin boys, only to be met by scoffs. 

“Why? Finally getting the balls to ask her out yourself?” Blaise asked smugly. Draco hesitated for a few moments, opening and closing his mouth quickly. 

“No” He finally said. 

“That’s ridiculous” A fifth year spat, “If you’re not having her, then why can’t we have her?”

“Because I don’t want your greasy hands touching her” Draco sneered, causing the other boy to pounce slightly before being held back by one of his friends. 

“He has a point, Draco” Theo stated, barley looking up from his book. 

“I can’t ask her out in case she says no” Draco argued back, becoming more frustrated by the second.  

“Scared someone will actually say no to the slytherin prince?” The fifth year bickered again. 

Draco chose to ignore this, instead saying “But I don’t want anyone else taking her, so don’t even think about it. Any of you.”. Draco felt himself tense up at the thought of someone else touching you, holding you the way he wanted to. 

“And tell all your friends the same thing” Draco firmly added, ending the debate there.

Draco gulped and focused himself onto the present once again, watching your eyes as they scanned his face. 

“You’re not a troll, Y/N. Don’t ever say that” Draco said plainly, a tightness behind his voice. 

“So you’ll go with me then?” You beamed, your voice significantly becoming higher with hope. 

“Well I- I already asked Pansy” Draco stuttered, moving his eyes to the floor. 

“Of course, Pansy” You breathed harshly with a bitter tone. You moved away from him as you said it, taking his hands off your face and distancing yourself.

“Did something happen with Pansy?” Draco said delicately, scanning your face for tells. 

You took in a sharp breath and bit your lip, considering whether or not to tell Draco what had happened. You turned yourself to face him and he flashed you a small, unsure smile. That was enough reassurance for you and you soon told him exactly what had happened, feeling the words fall out of your mouth like word vomit. 

You noticed how his face slowly twisted with each word you spoke and his eyes flickered with anger every few moments. When you looked down to avoid his intense gaze, you saw his hands were tightly gripping his knees, so much so that his knuckles were turning pale. You hadn’t even had the chance to tell him how you fled the room before he interrupted you. 

“I’ll go with you” he said firmly, taking your hand in his and lacing his fingers through yours. 

“Wh- Really?” You whispered,meeting Draco’s eyes once again. 

“Of course, Y/N” Draco soothed, stroking the side of your hand with his thumb. 

“What about Pansy?” You questioned. 

“Forget about Pansy” He said, throwing you a lopsided and cocky grin. 

“Oh, Draco!” You cried out gleefully and wrapped your arms around him once again, resting your head into the crook of his neck. Draco lightly ran his fingertips down your spine and breathed in the scent of your hair, basking in the moment of you holding him close to you. 

“Only if you say ‘thank you, Draco’” Draco whispered teasingly into your ear after a few moments, causing you to let out out a small giggle. 

“Thank you, Draco” You laughed. 

“This is very serious, Y/N. Now say ‘Draco is the best-est friend ever and insanely hot’” Draco commanded mockingly, causing you to let out an even louder laugh. 

“Draco is the best-est friend ever” You repeated in a baby voice, pressing your face further into his neck. 

“AND insanely hot” Draco insisted. 

“And insanely hot” You replied, looking up at him finally and throwing him an eager smile. He smirked at you slightly and pressed a light kiss to the top of your head. 

Later 

You finished dotting powder across your face, adding the final touches to your look. You swirled slightly in the mirror, marvelling at you ruby red ballgown and the way it moved. Grinning to yourself, you ran your fingers down your sides in admiration of how it hugged your figure.You actually felt quite pretty in your dress, despite the earlier events making your confidence falter significantly. 

“What are you smiling at?” Pansy asked bitterly, her eyes scanning you up and down with jealous intent. When you didn’t entertain her with an answer she turned herself towards Daphne and continued to sob into her shoulder. Daphne threw you a sympathetic look and mouthed a quick sorry before turning her attention completely to Pansy, running her hands down her back in a comforting manner.

You slipped out of the room quickly, avoiding confrontation. You made your way to the common room, making sure you didn’t stumble or trip in your heels which you were unused to wearing. 

You noticed Draco before he saw you,his head turned away from you in conversation with Theodore Nott. Theo saw you almost immediately, sending you a big grin before tapping Draco’s shoulder and pointing towards you. Draco turned to you and the look of confusion on his face instantly dissolved into a look of shock, his lips slightly parted at the sight of you in your dress, sending him a shy smile. 

“Close your mouth, Draco” Theo muttered humorously to Draco as he made his way to you and lightly grabbed your forearms.

“You look gorgeous, Y/N” Theo complimented whilst pulling you into a hug, “Go easy on Draco tonight, he’s very socially inept with pretty girls, as you well know”

“Theo!” You giggled, lightly smacking him on the back. You stayed like this for a few moments before Draco coughed behind you, causing you to pull away. 

“I would like to spend some time with my date now, Theo” Draco said in a false harsh tone, before softening his voice when directing it towards you, “If that’s okay with her, of course”. You rolled your eyes teasingly and looped your arm around his before lowering your head onto his shoulder. 

“Of course, Draco” Theo smirked,walking away from the both of you but not before adding,“use protection,kiddos!”. You felt heat drastically rise to your cheeks as you burrowed yourself into Draco’s shoulder in embarrassment. Draco tensed up beside you in response before laughing lightly. 

“You look beautiful, Y/N” Draco breathed, pressing a kiss onto your head causing your cheeks to heat up even more. 

“Thanks, Draco” You said, lifting your head to him, “You look quite handsome yourself”. You weren’t lying when you said it either, you really thought Draco looked striking in his dress robes(which thankfully weren’t yellow). But in all honesty, you thought Draco looked attractive all the time so tonight wasn’t any different.

Draco scanned your face for a few more moments, taking in the way your cheeks creased slightly whilst you smiled and how your eyes glistened in the lighting.

 After a few beats, he spoke, “Come with me”. He gripped your arm tighter and began to walk out of the common room. You nodded and buried your head into his shoulder once again, following his footsteps in a comfortable silence. 

Draco didn’t speak again until you were both outside in the courtyard, standing next to each other and watching the sun set. You focused on the different colours the sky made, watching them with admiration. But all Draco could focus on was you, and the way you looked so picturesque with the sun falling behind you. Draco finally broke the silence when he saw you shiver slightly. 

“Are you cold?” He asked, as he trailed his fingertips down your arm which caused you to shiver more.

“A little” You replied quietly. Draco responded by wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you in, so your bodies were pressed tightly together and sharing heat. 

“Is this okay?” He whispered against your neck, and you quickly nodded back, very aware of how close he was to you right now. You stayed like this for a few more moments whilst Draco slowly rested his chin onto your head.

After a little while you grew more comfortable with the position and nuzzled your head further back into his chest. Draco felt your movement and smirked to himself, a confidence growing in him. 

“You know, Y/N” Draco breathed, “I would of gone with you even if this wasn’t to prove Pansy wrong”. You froze from beneath him and unravelled yourself away from him in shock, turning to face him. When you saw that his face dropped slightly, you grabbed his hands in an attempt to show you weren’t angry or disgusted.

“What do you mean?” You asked hastily. Draco’s breath hitched a few times with nerves, considering whether or not to tell you the truth. When you began to stroke his thumbs slightly, he spoke. 

“I- Well I was waiting for you to ask me. But when you didn’t I asked Pansy. And I kinda-” Draco explained, nervously. He pulled away from you at the last moment to awkwardly scratch the back of his neck.

“Yes?” You questioned. 

“I kinda told all the boys not to ask you to the dance because I wanted to take you myself” He grunted, clearly ashamed. Draco had excepted you to shout, or just leave. But instead you started to laugh to yourself before turning to him and wrapping your arms around him in a hug, laughing into his ear. 

“Draco, you absolute dunce. I was waiting for you to ask me!” You giggled, pulling away from him slightly to gaze up at his face and watch as he started to laugh himself. To outsiders you probably looked crazy, but in that moment you didn’t much care. 

“I’ve been wanting to tell you for so long, Y/N” Draco professed, smiling down at you. 

“Me too” You breathed back, returning the smile. You noticed Draco’s eyes began to flutter slightly and he slowly started to lean in. You quickly tutted and gripped Draco’s face, squishing it slightly as you held him back. Draco’s eyes fluttered open straight away and he pursed his already pouted lips. 

“Nu-uh-uh” You taunted, “You have to be reminded that I’m not your possession, Draco”. You squished his face one more time before realising it, allowing him to speak. 

“No, no. Of course you’re not. That was wrong of me, Y/N. I’m so-” You interrupted him by pressing a finger to his lips. 

“It’s fine, Draco” You cooed, bringing your hands around him once again and tracing lines on the back of his neck, “I know your intentions were good”. 

Before Draco could say another word, you pressed a small and haste kiss onto his lips. Draco’s mouth instantly formed into a smirk as he carried on where you had left, pressing his lips to yours and wrapping his arms firmly around your waist. You had never done this before, but kissing Draco felt natural, like your lips were perfectly moulded to fit the other. Your stomach rolled with excitement when Draco twisted his face slightly, deepening the kiss further.

Draco’s kiss was a lot longer than yours, as you had expected, as your lips continued to move against each other, moving rhythmically to the beat of each others quick pulses. You continued to deepen the kiss, trying to pull Draco closer to you with your hands, which was basically impossible at this point. 

Your lips felt cold when he eventually pulled away to say, “Sorry, Princess, but we do have a Yule Ball to get to” before placing another quick peck onto your lips.

Meanwhile at the Yule Ball, all of your friends were huddled together in a small circle passing light conversation. 

“I still can’t believe Draco bailed on me” Pansy complained for the fifth time that night, causing the rest of the group to erupt in groans. 

“I’m sorry guys but I just don’t get it. Draco never misses parties” She paused before continuing, “But I guess it’s not a personal thing considering he didn’t come at all, right?”. Daphne sent Pansy a quick nod whilst Theo and Blaise sent each other a quick, knowing glance. 

“And hey, at least I actually turned up after being rejected unlike Y/N” Pansy remarked.

“Hey Pansy.” Theo grinned, “You might wanna reevaluate that last statement”. Pansy’s head snapped up to the top of the stairs, where you and Draco stood, hand in hand, grinning at each other with loving glances.

“I can’t believe it” Pansy sneered, “I’m the only person in the year who came to the Yule Ball alone”. She could feel a rage raise in her slowly, but it came to a grinding halt when she felt a hand slip into her own. She turned to see Daphne smiling shyly at her. 

“Not completely alone.I’m here” Daphne said shyly, a faint blush covering her cheeks. Pansy paused for a while before a smile started to grow.

“Yes, yes you are” Pansy grinned, leading Daphne into the dance floor where you and Draco also began to dance. 

“Does this mean we are dating now?” You questioned coyly, running your fingers through Draco’s hair. 

“Not if you keep touching my hair” He laughed, pressing another peck onto your lips. 

“I’ll take that as a yes” You purred, resting your head onto his chest as he spun the both of you around and wrapped his arms even further around you, pressing you further into his chest until you were nuzzled into him completely. 

“Yes” Draco whispered, pressing his chin onto the top of your head and closing his eyes, silently thanking Merlin for Pansy and her temperamental personality.

𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘉𝘦 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

Summary: The reader is best friends with Tom and Harrison and loves Tom. The reader is witnessing Tom fall in love with Zendaya and tries to forget about him, but has a hard time doing so.

Chapters:

~ Part One ~ Part Two ~ Part Three ~ Part Four ~ Part Five ~ Epilogue Pt.1 ~ Epilogue Pt.2 ~ Epilogue Pt.3

Extras:

~ Part One (Alternate Ending) 

~ That Night (Deleted Scene Coming Soon)

Breaking Curfew

When you got the job to be a counselor at the summer camp you’d grown up attending all your life, you expected to see some familiar faces. But you certainly hadn’t counted on having to work alongside the boy who had made it his life’s mission to make your life a living hell every summer. In fact, you thought you’d never have to see Tom Holland again. But he’s is in the cabin right across from yours with campers of his own- smirk, jawline, and all. If you didn’t know any better you might’ve thought that he applied for the position just to spite you, but who were you kidding? What kind of asshole would do something like that?

Prologue | Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine💦 | Part Ten💦 | Part Eleven💦 | Part Twelve | Part Thirteen | Part Fourteen | Part Fifteen | Epilogue 💦 | completed on 07.08.2020

extras:

playlist by @cinnamon-roll-peter

series moodboard by @honeymoonparker

series moodboard + rec by @spectacularlyspidey

series moodboard by @stuckonspidey

series moodboard by @whattheactualbollocks

part four moodboard by @gioandreolli

camp wildwood layout by @enchantingkittengaditor

different now - part one - Tom Holland fic

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Description: Tom and (Y/N) knew each other since forever but Tom rejected her when she was 16. When they are older and Tom is a successful actor he finds himself longing for something he could have had years ago already. 

Word Count: 1.437

Total series word count: 20k

A/N: COMPLETED SERIES. Hope you enjoy. 

Warnings: none

chapter one // chapter two // chapter three // chapter four // chapter five // chapter six // chapter seven // chapter eight // chapter nine

Chapter one

(Y/N) was hovering over a textbook when she was suddenly interrupted by her phone vibrating. Trying to ignore it, she continued to read the lines, took a few notes and let her eyes go back to the pages. When her phone vibrated again, she groaned slightly and took that interruption as an excuse to take a little study break. When she looked at her phone, she saw that her friend Lisa had texted her.

Can u look up those pictures of Mona pls?

(Y/N), Lisa and Mona had known each other since they were literal children. Even though they now study at different universities they still tried to keep contact as much as possible and their relationship was still just as meaningful as back when they spend almost every day together in High School. With Mona’s 21st birthday coming up soon, (Y/N) and Lisa came up with the idea of creating a little nostalgic photo book of pictures of them together. (Y/N) already had a folder on her laptop with all those pictures because they meant a lot to her, she just had to send them to Lisa so she could put them all together. But (Y/N) was really busy recently that’s why her friend had to remind her.

I’ll send them to you tonight x

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Make Me Love You: A Frat Boy!Tom Holland x Student!Reader Fanfic

Preface: Making the move from LA to Seattle is tough, but a certain British frat boy and avid golfer is there to comfort you. And maybe do a little more.

Fic Warnings: Language, frat parties, smut eventually, sexual innuendos, alcohol consumption

♡ indicates the chapter has smut

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Chapter One // Chapter Two // Chapter Three // Chapter Four // Chapter Five // Chapter Six // ♡Chapter Seven // ♡Chapter Eight // Chapter Nine // Chapter Ten // Chapter Eleven // ♡Chapter Twelve // Chapter Thirteen  // Chapter Fourteen // Chapter Fifteen // Chapter Sixteen // Chapter Seventeen // ♡Chapter Eighteen // Chapter Nineteen // ♡Chapter Twenty // ♡Chapter Twenty-One // Chapter Twenty-Two // Chapter Twenty-Three // ♡Chapter Twenty-Four

Teasers: Ch. 1 // Ch. 2 // Ch. 3 // Ch. 4 // Ch. 5 // Ch. 7

No Returns | Tom Holland x You

No Returns

Pairing: Tom Holland x You Words: 3631 Summary: One day in december at his house, hoping Tom is happy, when you are not. (Inspired by December - Neck Deep) Warnings: A little of heartbreak, but maybe fluff A/N: I’ve been inactive due to a lot of stress, so sorry to the people always supporting me, I am back. Also Tumblr is doing its thing with not showing notifications and stuff, so if you see and like it, please reblog and share it, it helps me believing more in my work :) Link to my Masterlist and my current series

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