A Lot Of People Ask Me What My Biggest Fear Is, Or What Scares Me Most. And I Know They Expect An Answer

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.

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Wash Me Clean // Thomas Shelby - Series Masterlist

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.

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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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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. 

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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