ROMEO AND JULIET

ROMEO AND JULIET

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“If I profane with my unworthiest hand, This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:

My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand, To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.” Stiles spoke smoothly, trying to get a kiss from the lovely Y/N. He brought one of her hands up, placing a small kiss on her hand, causing Y/N Cauplet to blush. 

“Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this; For saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers’ kiss.” Y/N said, putting her palm to his. They swayed palm to palm in the corner of the ball room, Y/N afraid to get caught by her mother for not dancing with Theo. 

“Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?” Stiles asked, teasing the young maiden.  

“Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.” Y/N informed. She could feel herself giving in, wanting to feel the mans lips upon her own. 

“O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.” 

Stiles was captivated by the maiden, her beauty made him forget about Lydia, “O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night. Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope’s ear; Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows, As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows. The measure done, I’ll watch her place of stand, And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand. Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.” The boy told his friend Scott when he first saw her. 

“Saints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake.” Y/n told him. 

“Then move not, while my prayer’s effect I take. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.”

“Then have my lips the sin that they have took.” Y/n spoke, allowing the boy to finally kiss her. 

The kiss was simple, nothing daring just cute. Y/n adored the kiss. She loved how the feeling of his soft pink lips on hers was like a kiss from the heavens. Stiles lost himself in the kiss. He knew that his heart was telling the truth about how in love he was with Y/N.

kiss,marry,kill

| pairings: tom holland x actress!reader

| summary: an interview with tom and his fellow cast members in a game of kiss,marry,kill, his favourite actress seems to reach back to him.

| word count: 846

| warnings: fluff, light angst? very few swear words.

| A/N: my requests are opened so go and check that out! i hope besties like this one <3

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“ hey everyone! I’m tom holland! ” he throws his hands in the air enthusiastically.

“ and i’m zendaya! ” she smiles widely her arms gesturing for jacob to go next.

“ and i’m the one and only jacob batalon! unless there’s another jacob balton that i somehow don’t know about.. that would be very cool.” he says excitedly.

“ and today we’re playing the very famous game kiss,marry,kill! ” a rising smile forms on zendaya’s face as she finishes her sentence.

“ okay let’s go like in a little line so- tom will go first and then zendaya and then me. ” jacob says while the boy and girl both nod there head.

zendaya sat up and started to think of names “ okay! i’ll ask. tom, kiss,marry,kill, y/n l/n, me and nina dobrev. ”

he doesn’t even hesitate and says “ marry y/n l/n, she’s an amazing actress and has been my favourite actress for years now, and kiss y/n l/n and kill you and Nina. ” he laughs.

“ what?! that’s not how the game works, sounds like you have a little crush, Tommy. ” jacob laughs as he batts his eyelashes staring at tom with puppy dog eyes.

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after the interview your Twitter,Instagram and TikTok are going off non-stop. you finally decide to see what’s up when you check Twitter and see :

Tom Holland admits in a game of kiss,marry,kill that he would in fact marry and kiss the beautiful actress Y/n L/n.

Fans going crazy after Tom Holland says Y/n L/n is his favourite actress.

What we know is that Y/n L/n is Tom Holland’s favourite actress and celebrity crush.

Does Y/n L/n feel the same way of our beloved Tom Holland?

Is Y/n L/n in a secret relationship with Tom Holland that the media does not know about?

you start to panic as you quickly get out of Twitter and go to Instagram and see a bunch of dm’s from your friends and family. you stare at the dm’s wondering if you should go and message tom.

you decide just to take the chance and message him.

“ that’s gonna be so embarrassing if he doesn’t respond.. ” you think shutting off your phone and getting up.

two hours pass and you check your phone and see a unread message from tom one minute ago.

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after you responded tom immediately facetimed jacob to let him know what happened “ jacob! i just did the worst but best thing ever! ”

“ what did you do now?! ” he rolled his eyes.

“ i messaged y/n l/n back but i meant to text it to you and it was like basically me saying “ oh should i ask y/n l/n out and will she think I’m weird. ” and all that and she responded saying she would love to go out with me and to let her know the time and date. ” he yelled his face turning red either from embarrassment or happiness.

“ wait a minute, y/n l/n messaged you first? oh shit does that mean she saw the interview? ” Jacob gasped.

“ duh! ” he rolled his eyes

“ um, well she wants to go on a date with you! so say the time and place like she asked, man. ” jacob explained.

“ okay- but where should we go? like the movies is a very basic date and dinner is also basic, maybe like a picnic? that’s cute. ” he put his hand under his chin and began to think of ideas.

“ okay so get a pencil and paper and just write cute date ideas and then text her the place, date and time and boom! you for yourself a date tommy boy. ” jacob exclaims

“ okay thanks jacob, i got to go bye! ” he waved his hand at him.

“ byeee! ” he waved as the call ended.

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one year passed and you and tom are at an interview.

“ hi! I’m y/n l/n! ” you smiled widely.

“ and i’m tom holland! ” he smiles looking at you.

“ today we’re going to be answering questions from this magestic bowl right here. ” you hold up the bowl and do a weird hand gesture with it, you take out the first paper and read aloud.

" how did you and tom holland start dating? ah, this is a very funny question.. “ you laughed and looked at tom.

“ well, he was in a interview at this exact place with zendaya and Jacob and they were playing a game of kiss,marry,kill and basically picked me for marrying and kissing, it went viral and we messaged each other, went out on a lovely picnic date and yada yada yada, you know what happened. ” you smiled and winked at the camera.

“ this next one is for me, do you ever actually think of marry y/n l/n? i mean.. i said i would in that interview so i plan to eventually.” he smiled.

“ aww, tommy! do you actually mean that? ” you question.

“ of course, darling! ” he laughs. “ onto the next question! ”

and the rest is history..

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Pairing: Friends to Lovers!AU Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: You’re his best friend, and he’s been in love with you for the last 3 years. Harrison finally convinces Tom to do something about it.

Warnings: masturbation and some good soft smut! 

A/N: I decided I want to write some softness so here it is! Clearly my mind is in the gutter more often than not considering how long I’ve been trying to finish this. 

Word Count: 4.5k

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Married Couple - Stiles Stilinski

Could I have a Stiles fluff? It would during school and stiles asks the reader “do you think we’d ever get married?” and the reader gets red bc like the whole pack is there during lunch and then stiles coninues to ask things like, “are having kids” or how kany dogs do we want". Btw Stiles and the reader aren’t dating. He asks bc almost everyone has someone so it would make sense that they start to date bc of how cloes they are. Thanks. I love your work so much 💞💞💞

request: suppperrrrr flirty imagine with best friend!stiles with prompts 5, 15, 2! like you guys like each other and kinda know the feelings are mutual but haven’t acted on them so you’ve amped up the flirting and maybe finally kiss???

Prompts: (5) “Is that my shirt?” (15) “Take that off.” (2) “Come here and get it then.”

Please don’t plagiarize my work - I spend a lot of my time writing, copying and pasting destroys that. If you want to repost my work. please ask first - but even then I might say no.

Word Count: 698

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“Take that off.”

Giggling to himself, Stiles clasped onto the hat he’d stolen from you, holding it to his head to further tease you. You, who sat beside him at the lunch table, grumbled to yourself, desperately reaching out for the article of clothing. 

“Come here and get it then,” Stiles taunted, smirking down at you. Oblivious to the eyes that watched you, you set both your hands before you, pushing yourself up as you leaned over Stiles, grabbing the hat off his head and holding it close to your chest. With a pout, you sat back down, frowning.

“I was just teasing you,” Stiles grinned, poking you in the cheek. You swatted his hand away, half-heartedly glaring at him as you set the hat back on your own head.

“I don’t care,” you grumbled, “you’re annoying.”

Stiles only laughed at your insult, fulling away that you didn’t mean it. With a wide grin, he turned back to his lunch, pausing when he caught the many pairs of eyes on him. You seemed to notice at the same time, and slowly glancing at one another, you frowned. “What?” Stiles asked, raising a brow.

“You two are like a married couple,” Lydia rolled her eyes.

Flushing, your lips parted in bafflement. “We-We are not!”

“Uh, yes, you are,” Malia grinned, mimicking Lydia and rolling her eyes. Taking a bite of her sandwich, she shook her head. “Deny it all you want, but we all know it’s true. You two act like a married couple.”

“Scott?” You questioned, turning to the alpha. He glanced at both you and Stiles, before shrugging apologetically.

“You kind of do…”

Blushing madly, you glanced over at Stiles, panicked. “Stiles?” You called, pulling his gaze on you. “Do you hear this?”

He nodded, “that actually reminds me.” He begun, puzzling you. “Do you think we’d ever get married?”

Sputtering, you reared back, genuine shock flooding you. “Wh-What?” You exclaimed, feeling your cheeks grow even hotter, if that was possible. You didn’t glare glance in the direction of the rest of the pack, afraid of what they’d say if you did. Instead, you kept your eyes on Stiles, promptly baffled. “Stiles-”

“How many dogs would we have?” He asked, as if you hadn’t reacted the way you had. “Or would we have cats? How many? What about kids?” Pausing, he turned to you, meeting your eyes. “Are we having kids?”

“Stiles,” you mumbled, horrified and extremely embarrassed. “We aren’t even dating.”

Finally Stiles stopped, pausing. His eyes trailed from your own, downwards and then he frowned. “I assumed we were.”

“What?” Lyda asked, eyes bulging. “You two are dating and you didn’t tell us!”

“No!” You bellowed, “woah, no! I… I didn’t even know we were dating.” Narrowing your eyes, you turned to Stiles. “What the hell are you even going on about, Stiles? When did we start dating?”

Stiles narrowed his eyes, as if in thought and then he shrugged. “We are so close, I just sort of assumed we were.”

“He has a point,” Malia shrugged, to which you glared at her.

“Stiles, normally… if people are dating, both members of the party have to be aware. Which I was not.” You pointed at yourself, cheeks still flushed.

“Is that my shirt?” Stiles suddenly asked, baffling you further. Glancing down at yourself, you pulled at the hem of your shirt, glancing down at yourself. Sure enough, you were wearing Stiles’s shirt. “That is my shirt. See? You wear my clothes, we bicker like a married couple, that means we’re dating.”

Huffing, you crossed your arms over your chest. “We’re not dating. Not if you can’t even properly ask me out.”

“Okay,” Stiles shrugged, “will you go out with me?”

You felt your jaw quite literally drop. The rest seemed just as surprised at Stiles’s sudden boldness, but even as you just stared at him, you couldn’t help but feel a smile grow on your lips.

“Sure,” you mumbled, turning away from him. Stiles grinned, thoroughly amused by how embarrassed you were. Slowly, he turned back to his own food, but not without slipping his hand into yours under the table.

“See?” Lydia spoke, “married couple.”

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐘’𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄

summary: it’s time for tony to get married in london. but after y/n is insulted by a guest, she seeks comfort in a close friend, peter parker.

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based off the friends episode, The One With Ross’ Wedding: Part 2.

peter parker x fem!stark!reader

warnings: none really, fluff? basically just a friends episode!

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tony stark’s wedding day.

a day many thought would never come. but boy did tony prove them wrong when he met ms pepper potts.

leaving for london was stressful, attempting to pass the news reporters who were trying to get an inside look on the wedding plans proved to be harder than everyone thought. after sam and bucky flipping all press off, they seemed to finally back away.

entering london was amazing, the chill evening breeze sent most into a frenzy, clearly unprepared for classic british weather.

wearing a suitable red dress, you walked behind your father and soon-to-be mother in law, into the venue for the rehearsal dinner.

as guests started flooding in, you became more uncomfortable with the situation. being at your fathers wedding as a 17 year old? wouldn’t say it was a delight being bombarded with questions on whether you have found your ‘true love’.

looking to the right, you saw steve and natasha come in with arms linked.

your father and pepper greeted them with hugs and warm welcome, you doing the same. natasha adored you really, you always prided yourself at the fact that you were the favourite avenger of the former assassin.

“oh sorry we’re late!” natasha apologised instantly. everyone shrugging her excuse off politely.

though she continued, “my fault, i insisted on riding the tube.”

steve gasped, hands covering your ears as an instinct. “nat, the kids!” he whisper yelled.

tony looked at you with an unimpressed face with pepper laughing into his shoulder.

“steve, that’s what they call the subway.” natasha sighed, sending you a apologetic look.

steve slowly removed his hands from your ears, his stiff posture softening.

“oh, i thought...” he continued.

“steve, steve, we got it, we got it.” you sighed before he could continue explaining a visual you would rather not imagine.

you all stood there, bathing in an uncomfortable silence and they all unintentionally had the thought running through their mind.

natasha cut off the awkward silence, “you guys really went full out for this wedding didnt you!” she exclaimed, eyes roaming the clearly expensive venue.

“of course we did!” tony was quick to answer, “i’m a stark, what else do you expect? besides, this may be the only wedding we get to throw!” he laughed, rubbing your forearm and his joke was directed to you.

your smile turning into a scowl, “a joke that’s funny in all countries!” you said, taking on the sarcastic acts of your father.

over to ned and peter, they were both hovering at a doorframe near where you had just been previously.

peter had asked ned to go with him, the boy barely knew anyone here. but did he care? no! he was at an avengers wedding for crying out loud! but the hopeless romantic was missing his girlfriend, his juliet to his romeo, his true love, his- yeah he missed betty.

“sir?” a waiter informed the two of them of his presence.

ned, noticing the plate of food he was holding, couldn’t help but inspect.

“what’s in it?” he questioned.

“goat cheese, watercress and pancetta.” the waited responding like he had been told the information at birth.

peters eyebrows raised at the amount of flavours tony had requested. well he wasn’t surprised, come on tony’s a billionaire, he’d spend all the wedding money on the food if he could.

ned looked at the food and back up at the waiter, a permanent frown resting on his face.

“thats not food!” he shook his head slowly.

watching the waiter pass him, he muttered “no, i don’t, no...”

peter sent the waiter an apologetic look as if he was insulted by his best friends words.

ned hit his best friend on the arm, gaining his attention back on him rather than the grooms daughter.

“everything’s different here!” he whined.

“i want to go home!” ned insisted, throwing his arms around.

peter shook his head, however ned continued. “i-i miss my family, i miss the school, don’t, don’t question why i miss that!”

“i cant even remember what betty looks like!” he cried like he was in mortal danger.

peter let out a big sigh, “ned, it’s been three days.”

“okay, you’re just a little homesick. okay, would you just try to relax and just... just enjoy yourself” peter knew how much this day meant for tony, the guy wouldn’t stop ranting to the poor kid about it.

ned squinted his eyes, pointing a finger a peters face. “you’re different here too.”

peter leaned back while pulling a face as if he had just been accused of being spiderman. like, who thinks of that!

“you’re mean in england.”

ned stormed off as peter held his hands up in defence. he really couldn’t mess this day up for mr stark being best man and all.

he set himself a few rules before coming on the trip:

1) try to memorise your toast off by heart, and add funny jokes!!

2) try not to get too drunk so you dance around in your spiderman suit

3) try your best at holding a conversation, don’t make it awkward... basically don’t act weird peter?

4) try your hardest at not staring at y/n that night because mr stark will literally kill you

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standing up, peter got ready to make his toast.

all eyes turned to him, well that didn’t help his stress. you looked next to you as peter stood up, sending him a ‘good luck’ smile.

as soon as peter saw that smile, he forgot his whole speech. time to improvise.

“um, i’d like to toast to mr st- tony and pepper,” he began stuttering.

“of course my big toast will be tomorrow at the wedding so this is kind of my little toast, or melba toast if you will.” he paused for a laugh.

no one laughed. everyone just looked at each other questioning what he meant. you had to restrain yourself from cringing already.

with peters smirk falling, he cleared his throat ready to continue.

“okay. i’ve known tony for a not-so-long time.. well long time for me. not really long for him because he’s in his- you know what i’m going to move on.” he corrected himself.

“actually, i knew him when he was going out with that woman and i thought things were really going to work out for them until the day he overinflated her.” peter let out a forced laugh, trying to get the audience to laugh with him, not at him.

peters gaze went to you to see your head in your hands, clearly cringing at him.

suddenly feeling embarrassed, he let out a strained “oh, dear god.”

“and i’m sure we are all very excited that tony and pepper are getting married at montgomery hall. i mean to think, my friend.. you’re my friend right mr stark?” the poor boy whisper to the uncomfortable adult who had to witness the kid he called an avenger embarrass himself like this.

tony quickly nodded, letting peter go back to his speech “ my friend getting married in monty hall.”

the silence was suffocating everyone in the room.

peter was now aggravated, “oh come on. monty hall? let’s make a deal! come on you people!”

you had to literally dodge his flailing arms he expressed while yelling at all the poor guest. you would definitely have to apologise to tony about this later.

“all right, forget it! congratulations tony and pepper.” he sulked, falling back into his seat.

rule number one AND three failed.

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you and peter were sat close together, you sat upright while he had his head in one hand, hiding from everyone he had just embarrassed himself in front of.

“i was laughing” you tried to convince him.

“out loud?” he whined, although finding your attempts to make him feel better sweet.

letting out a deep sigh, “well i didn’t want everyone to think i was stupid!”

peter chuckled at your response, lifting his head to look at you. you gave him a comforting smile, him returning the gesture.

“so how you doing?” he said trying to move the subject off of him.

looking back at your father, you shook your head “my fathers driving me crazy. but he’s getting married. i’m happy!”

removing your gaze off your father, you faced peter to see that he had been looking at you the whole time.

“i’m not going to let anything spoil that” you smiled.

hearing footsteps behind you, your body turned the direction you thought it came in. you were met with a tall blonde girl, dress bunched up at the thighs, clearly drunk off her ass.

stumbling into the seat next to you, the girl slurred “i just wanted to say that tony is a wonderful man.”

pointing to peter, you responded “thanks? we like him.”

her face turned into a realisation, “my god. you were clearly an accident with one of his hook ups!”

laughing loudly, she patted you on the shoulder “don’t blame the mother for handing you over!”

your face fell, pushing the intoxicated girl off your arm lightly, you faced peter to see him with an also uncomfortable expression.

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it wasn’t a surprise you found yourself at the drinks section.

peter followed you helplessly, trying to get the words of that nasty woman out of your head.

“she was hammered okay, there’s no way someone would give you up like that.” peter practically begged you to forget the nonsense you had just heard.

“then why would she say it?” you complained, grabbing another bottle to down like the previous.

“because she’s insane, okay! she came up to me earlier and thanked me for my very moving performance in titanic!” he exclaimed, although none of this was making you feel better.

shaking your head, you turned away from peter “oh, my fathers right. i’m never gunna get married.”

peter scoffed immediately, “you know what? that is... who wouldn’t want you?”

oh that’s rule number 4 broken. way to go peter!

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tony sprinted into peters room, yelling unknown words that would definitely annoy the neighbours.

pushing peters door open, tony screamed at the top of his lungs “i’m getting married today! whoo- hoo!”

the loud noise startled peter, pulling the covers up his bare chest even more.

“morning mr stark” he matched tony’s noise level.

“i’m getting married today!”

“yeah you are!”

“whoo-hoo!”

tony cheerfully skipped out peters room and headed for steve and natasha’s room to do the same to them.

once the door shut, your head came out from under the covers, with messed up hair and the clothes you had on from last night, on the floor.

“do you think he knew i was here?”

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there will be a part two!!