Thank You

thank you 🖤

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happy valentine’s day

a/n: happy valentine’s day!!! i might write another imagine later on in the day if anything happens at my school. today will be a good day for fic inspo. share your favorite/most interesting valentine story at this link: click me!!! hope you guys enjoy this short fic

warnings: fluff

I lie in bed, snuggled into the muscular figure beside me. Looking up, I see the brown, fluffy curls draped over Tom’s forehead. Small snores came out of Tom slightly agape mouth. I giggled quietly, admiring his every feature — from his left eyebrow to his crooked nose to his small, pink lips.

Tom groaned, eyes fluttering open, “Morning, love.”

“Did I wake you? M’sorry,” I said, voice hoarse.

“Of course not. No need to be sorry, darling,” Tom brought his hand up to my face, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear.

Our eyes met and I could feel Tom’s stare unveil all of my secrets. I blushed and pulled the covers over my head.

“Darling? Love? Come out,” Tom pleaded teasingly. I shook my head although he couldn’t see. “Don’t make me tickle you,” Tom threatened, fingers lingering over my blanket-clad stomach.

Without warning, Tom’s fingers attacked my stomach rapidly.

Gasping out for air, I squeezed out, “Stop, Tommy.”

My head popped out of the sheets and Tom stopped his harassment.

“There’s that beautiful face,” Tom smiled childishly.

I feel more blood rush into my cheeks and I feel like ducking under the covers once again, but this time, Tom prevented it. He pulled the sheets right off of us and placed me in his lap.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Tommy,” I say gently, playing with the soft, curly bundle on his head.

“Happy Valentine’s Day to you, too, love,” Tom lightly pulled me down, placing a soft kiss to my forehead.

falling

a/n: based off the song falling by harry styles. I wrote the first half of this at school in my English class and someone almost saw. I kinda freaked out lol. enjoy the fic tho

warnings: angst, curse words, slut shaming, drunk!Tom, fluff at the end

anything between the ‘-‘ means flashback

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Tom woke with a massive headache. He laid in the cold, empty bed all alone. Y/N finally left him. He couldn’t blame her. She had every right to leave. He could only blame the drink that was in his wandering hands.

The things he said to her the night before were terrible and he regretted every second of it.

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“Stop being so fucking desperate. I can do whatever the hell I want. You’re just a slut.”

“Tom-”

“No, don’t talk. You’re not allowed to talk. Bloody hell, you’re so clingy, too. How did I even end up with you? Oh, that’s right, I felt bad for you. Yeah, you’re just my charity case.”

You were sobbing now. The tears were spilling out and unidentifiable sounds were coming out of your mouth.

“Fuck sake, can you not be so loud?” Tom slurred. As he was drunk, he had no filter. “M’going to sleep.”

-

He wished she could just forget what he had said that night. Tom never meant those words. He was drunk and grumpy. He knows he’ll never be able to take those words back.

Tom picked up his phone, checking if he had any text messages or calls.

There was a single notification and it was from Y/N. He pressed it, reading the paragraph ahead of him:

Hi, Tom. I know you didn’t mean the things you said last night, but it really struck a nerve with me. For so many nights, I laid in our bed, wishing that you would come back sober and ready to cuddle with me. Last night was beyond crazy. I care about you, Tom. For your own good, please stop drinking as much as you do now. I don’t want to see you go down such a bad path. I love you and I’m not sure if I’ll stop, but for now, it’s goodbye. Goodbye, Tom.

She still cared. Even after all he said, she still cared about him and loved him. He treated her terribly and yet, she was still there for him.

Tom broke down into tears, holding the pillow Y/N used to lie on. He breathed in the scent of her shampoo, reminiscing the showers they had together.

He was falling down a dark hole and he couldn’t find a way out.

months later

At the door, he heard a knock. He opened the door, a frown on his face. He hadn’t smiled ever since Y/N left. He hoped that one day she would come back and stay with him. That one day, when he opened the door, she would be there. Slowly that spark faded into nothingness, and all hope was gone.

Yet, there she stood.

“Y/N,” Tom said breathlessly.

“Hi, Tommy,” she smiled.

“W-What are you doing here?”

“I heard you were having a tough time and I couldn’t help it. I still love you, Tom. I hope you’ve changed for the better,” she looked down.

“I have, darling, I swear. I stopped drinking and I haven’t gone out for a long time. I didn’t mean what I said to you those months ago. I know I can’t take them back, but please, please take me back. I love you, Y/N. Please,” Y/N felt a light tug on her heart as she heard Tom voice break at the end.

“I’ll trust you, but only this once. If you ever break me again, I’m gone. There will be no second chances,” Y/N said sternly, and Tom nods in reply.

“Thank you, love. I won’t let you down, I promise.”

Then, a light shone. A bright, inviting light. It pulled Tom out of the darkness and back into the light. In all of the whiteness, he saw a shining figure ahead of him: Y/N.

moonlight part 3 please !!!!?????

just posted!!! click here --> moonlight pt.3

the clouds ☁️

a/n: I’m back from my short hiatus :)) still hooked on tros but felt bad for not posting, so here we go ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

warnings: small mentions of depression, fluff, daydreaming

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Y/N laid on the lush, green grass, with her arms tucked behind her head. Her Y/EC eyes focused onto the grey hued sky. The clouds were clumped together, hiding the usually bright blue sky.

In her concentration, she didn’t realize Tom was watching her. He leaned against the white doorframe, smiling at the peace of the moment. He could stand there, admiring her forever. Just the way her eyes light up when she’s looking at the clouds makes Tom’s heart melt.

Y/N had been in a tough time in her life and seeing her this relaxed made Tom happy. Depression was starting to take a toll on her yet again, and nothing Tom did could cheer her up.

Tom walked over to where Y/N laid, joining her in her position. Instinctively, Y/N snuggled into Tom’s warmth.

“Whatcha staring at, darling?” Tom asked, wrapping an arm around her.

“The clouds. I’ve been thinking, what’s it like up there? Just peace and quiet with no one to bug you about anything. I’d like that, would you?” Y/N kept her stare up at the sky.

“Well, it depends. If you like it, then I like it, beautiful.” A small, but noticeable smile stretches across her face.

“You know I love you, right, Tommy?” Y/N finally turns to look at Tom and away from the clouds.

“Of course, darling. And you know I love you, too, right?” She hums a ‘yes’ in response, and they lay there, snuggled together, staring at the never ending sea of clouds.

Hey, if you're still taking requests I'd like to request a mob!tom x reader with maybe kinda smut, like wait I'll explain. So how about maybe paddy breaking something (he's maybe a bit younger than he is now) And tom sees the broken object and is like really really mad and he demands a confession from his brother. But the twins didn't do it and paddy is slightly terrified, so the reader (Tom's fiance) is like 'sorry my fault' bc she doesn't like seeing paddy in trouble. 1/2

i didn’t do it

request: Hey, if you’re still taking requests I’d like to request a mob!tom x reader with maybe kinda smut, like wait I’ll explain. So how about maybe paddy breaking something (he’s maybe a bit younger than he is now) And tom sees the broken object and is like really really mad and he demands a confession from his brother. But the twins didn’t do it and paddy is slightly terrified, so the reader (Tom’s fiance) is like ‘sorry my fault’ bc she doesn’t like seeing paddy in trouble. And Tom’s just like go upstairs and he ‘punishes’ her (like the smut doesn’t has to be written out) and paddy is like so terrified like “what is he doing to her, why is she screaming?” and later when the reader and tom come back, paddy is apologising and admitting he broke the object, but Tom’s like yeah I know neither of you two can lie to me. Thank you if you wanna write it, but it’s alright if you don’t ^^

a/n: oh sheesh, this is the tea… i’ll try my best to write a kind of steamy scene (?) hope this is what you wanted. ok, enjoy 🖤

warnings: cursing, angst, fluff, a lil bit of smut, kinks (spanking)

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It was a normal afternoon in London, rainy and gloomy weathered. The Holland brothers were home alone without parental supervision, so Tom invited Y/N over while Paddy and the twins decided to play tag… indoors. 

Everything was going smoothly: Tom was upstairs, going over some papers, Y/N went downstairs to get a cup of tea for Tom and herself, and the twins and Paddy were still playing tag. 

As Y/N was heading towards the stairs, she heard a loud crash. She dashed over to the sound, eyes widening at the scene ahead of her. Nikki’s favourite vase was scattered all over the cool floor. Y/N set the teacup onto the table the vase was once set on and reached down to help Paddy up. She started to dust him off, checking for any injuries, luckily finding none. There was one less thing to worry about now, but two more things: Nikki and Tom. Tom was supposed to be keeping everything in order while Nikki and Dom were gone. 

Heavy thumps could be heard from the stairway. 

“What was that?” The voice boomed.

Fear seemed to overtake everyone in the room, including Y/N. Paddy gulped loudly, obviously shaking, but Y/N helped control it. The twins hid behind the counter, hoping that they wouldn’t get caught.

“I said, what was tha-,” Tom entered the room, looking at the pile of glass and the table that held the vase.

“Bloody hell, what did you guys do?” Tom shook his head, rubbing his temples, “Who did it?” No one responded, only looking down in shame. “Who did it?” Tom was red, his voice louder than necessary.

Paddy was shaking to the point that Y/N couldn’t conceal it anymore.

“I did it,” Y/N said. “I’m sorry. I sat the tea onto the table to stretch and when I went to grab it again, I knocked the vase over.” Her head was hung low, acting on point.

Tom doesn’t seem to calm down but tells Paddy and the hiding twins to go into the living room.

“Go upstairs,” Tom said, voice dark and filled with lust.

Still keeping her head down, she sulks her way up the stairs and into his bedroom. She sits on the edge of the bed, fiddling with her fingers. Y/N is scared to see what he’ll do, but she already has a good idea of what’ll come.

Tom slams the door open, closing it behind him, “Strip.”

Y/N follows his command, pulling her top off of her and sliding her tight jeans off.

Just as she is about to take off her bra, Tom says, “No, I want to do that. Now come here and lay on my lap, stomach down.”

Tom brings his rough, large hands down on her plump ass, gaining a squeal from her.

“Count,” he says, voice stern.

Slap, “O-One.”

Slap,”T-Two.”

Slap, “Three!”

He gently strokes her red ass, then gives it another rough slap, making her scream at the sudden impact.

Downstairs, Paddy asked Harry, “Is Y/N okay? Why is she screaming? What is he doing to her?”

Harry chuckles, “Don’t worry, you know how much Tom loves her. She’s going to be fine.”

Paddy relaxes at the reassurance, but can’t help but feel guilty for making Y/N take the blame.

Hours later, when the sun started to set, Tom and Y/N finally left the room, joining Paddy and the twins in the living room. 

“I broke the vase, I’m sorry.” Paddy blurted out, wanting to get it over with.

Tom chuckles, “Yeah, I know. Neither of you can lie to me.”

“So you just wanted to get it?” Sam winked, causing Y/N to blush furiously, hiding in Tom’s chest.

Tom joins Sam and Harry’s laughing fit while Paddy sat there, confused.