Tom Holland Heartbreak - Tumblr Posts

moonlight

warnings: cursing, angst (y’know some heartbreak), insults, slight fluff (super tiny)

pairing: koh!tom x reader

a/n: legit tried to make fluff but hardcore failed... oops... anyways this is a koh!tom imagine, couldn’t find any koh imagines like this so i made a crappy one... okay, enjoy... also, there will be like a second part to this but i need to work on it :)

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Tom will always remember her as the shooting star, for she shone brightly in the night sky, but slowly faded away.

I strut into the crowded room, swaying my ivory satin dress lightly. The dim lights of the room highlight my H/C hair, which I propped onto my right shoulder. My pure white wings spread out, showing off the full volume of the feathers. Everybody’s gaze turns to face me, yet I’m not fazed by it.

As I approach the brunette, I see two girls, who are practically sitting on his lap, flirting with him.

“Tom,” I clear my throat as I stand beside his seat in the booth.

His chocolate brown eyes look over at me and his thin, pink lips turn up, “Hello, darling. I didn’t think you’d be coming.”

I raise my brow, disappointed, “Neither did I, but I think it’s better if I got going.” I sniffle, “Goodnight, and have fun.”

As I scurry away, I can hear the sluts with Tom say, “Did she actually think she’d look good in that dress? She’s way too fat to look good in something like that. Maybe she should go on a diet. She has no boobs or ass, she just flat, like a rectangle. No curves, bitch!”

Tom didn’t even try to defend me, and then the tears came. I walk out onto the balcony and stare at the night sky. Stars were twinkling and the moon shone brightly. I tried so hard to get Tom’s attention tonight, but nothing seems to be working. He hasn’t acknowledged me, his own fucking girlfriend, in weeks, but sluts he sees at parties do. I’m so fucking over this shit. He obviously wants to break it off, but he’s just too much of a bitch to do it. I can’t, and won’t, stand up for this anymore. I’m breaking it off, tonight.

Recollecting all the strength and courage I have, I walk back into the room, shoving anyone who got in my way.

“Tom!” I yell out, catching his attention.

He smirks, “Yes, princess.”

“We’re done. I’m cutting our ties.” I say sternly.

Tom’s face is the complete opposite of mine, “Princess, you can’t do that. You have nowhere to go. You need me.”

I scoff, “I don’t need you, I can live on my own, I have been for a while now.”

“Haven’t you been living in the castle, my castle?” He snaps back.

“Yes, but I know where I can go, where I belong.”

This set Tom off, “You mean heaven?” I nod, “Darling, you know they don’t accept you anymore, after all, you are dating the king of hell.”

“Not anymore.” I state, confidence running through my veins, “And frankly, I don’t care if they throw me into a dungeon and torture me. I’d rather be there than be here with you.” Tom flinches in shock and I smirk at my small victory, “Now, I’m leaving.”

He tries to reach out for my arm, but quickly, I dodge his grab. I start pushing people out of my way while trying to block Tom from getting to me. I hear his yelps for me to stop, the pain in his voice struck me in the heart. My heart is telling me to turn around and jump into his arms, but I remind myself of the constant isolation I had to live through.

Buried in my thoughts, I didn’t hear Tom yell, “Stop her!”

A hoard of guards grab my arms and hold me from running away. I try and fight my way out of their grip, but they’re too strong for my small figure to take on. Tears blur my vision and I scream, scream at the top of my lungs.

“Let go of me! Get the fuck off!”

“Darling, stop,” Tom’s velvety voice rings through my ears. “Let go of her, but don’t let her leave.”

I feel my feet touch the ground and instinctively, I try to run. The guards were surrounding Tom and me, acting as a shield preventing my escape.

“Darling, princess, please just listen to me,” he grabbed my shoulders, preventing me from shaking.

“Don’t call me that! Stop it! Let go of me! I hate you!” I scream out.

He seems to be shaken by my words, but he doesn’t let go, “Don’t leave, please. I’m sorry, princess.”

I try to scream, but my voice is lost, so I shake rapidly. He tries to talk to me, but I cover my ears. Tom lets go of my shoulders, trying to pry my hands off of my ears.

Tired of fighting, I give up, “Please,” I squeak out, “just let me go.”

My tears continuously roll down my warm, pink cheeks. I’m shaking in anger and sadness.

I grip my hair, pulling at the roots, “Darling, please, please don’t do that,” Tom grabs my hands with one hand and strokes my hair with the other.

He scoops me up in his arms, carrying me bridal style back into the castle. I can hear the indistinct chatter of the party as we walk through the long corridors, bringing back all the memories. I try to scramble out of his arms, but his grip only tightened.

“Don’t,” Tom mumbles.

As we enter our bedroom, I feel a sudden warmth comfort me. He lightly places me on our silky bed. He then continues on to strip me, but I stop him.

“No,” I whisper.

He gets the message and tucks me under the covers.

“Go to sleep, darling. I’m going to disband the party. I love you, princess, don’t forget that.” Tom says before leaving me alone in the vast room.

I throw my legs over the side of the bed, grabbing my white angel dress and putting it on. I make my way to the balcony, admiring hell one last time before preparing my wings for the journey I will pursue on the flight back to heaven.

“Y/N, princess,” I hear Tom’s voice emerge from the bedroom.

He sees me standing on the railing of the balcony and rushes over to me. I look back at him, the moonlight reflecting off of my shining skin as I say one last goodbye to the man I once loved.

“I’m sorry, Tom. I love you.” I smile, a tear slipping from my eye.

“Darling, no!” He reaches out to grab my leg, unsuccessful in the attempt. “Fuck!” I can hear Tom’s loud voice as I glide up into the midnight blue ether.

I fly off into the clear night sky of hell, my white attire and wings glowing in the moon’s light. I soar up and into the blinding white and gold clouds of heaven.

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