Update! Please Read

update! please read ♥︎

hi! so i’m closing my requests because i’ve been getting so many that i can’t keep up with it, but if you really want / can’t control the urge to ask, go ahead and put in your request, just know that i won’t work on it immediately. i also feel terrible for not posting for the past couple of days. even if i do post, it seems that what i’m writing isn’t good enough. i will try my best to improve. i’ve also been very stressed lately with school and homework. i’ve been procrastinating everything, getting too little sleep, and not taking care of my mental and physical health. i know that i sound like i am making excuses, which i am in a way, but i’m also trying to improve.

recently, i’ve been struggling with body positivity and self confidence. though it isn’t severe, i still push myself very hard to slim down my figure by exercising more. my problem with self confidence is a given. i’ve been struggling with it ever since, but now it’s kind of striking hard. as i’ve been saying, i’m taking a math class over the summer to skip to the next class in math, but i’m not doing as well as i would like. i was never terrible at math when i was in school. i always got over A’s. now, i’ve gotten a B- and i’m getting very confused almost all the time. i also get super nervous and stressed when our teacher voluntells people in our class.

if you are worried, don’t be. i’ve been able to reduce my levels of stress and anxiety by enjoying myself with tv shows and movies and games. recently, i watched Red Shoes and the Seven Dwarfs, as well as the tv show/manga Kodocha/Kodomo No Omocha. i recommend you watch Red Shoes and the Seven Dwarfs because of the deep message behind it, even though it’s a children’s movie. as for the games, I’ve gotten back into playing Minecraft. now here me out, i used to play minecraft 24/7 and i quit very suddenly. i don’t remember why, but ever since i began to play it again, i’ve been feeling happier. 

i hope you are all doing great and staying safe back at home! care for yourself, for you should always be your first priority. i love you all!

- m 

i was wondering if you can do a tom x reader where they are dating but no one knows yet until Harrison, the twins, Tuwaine all have their suspicions so they planned to flirt and throw compliments at her during dinner time together to get a reaction out of Tom and he gets super jealous and upset during the whole thing until he finally snaps?

their suspicions

a/n: i finally posted after such a long time omg... sorry for going on a short hiatus, just been stressed recently,,, anyways, i’m trying to work on the requests before i start anything new... also! i want to create/start an actual permanent taglist so if you want to be added to it, comment on this post or send to my inbox or use this: google forms for you to input for users! enjoy jealous!tom xx

pairing: best friend!tom x reader

warnings: jealous tom, fluff, flirtatious harrison

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You and Tom began dating in November of 2019. Before that, the two of you were close friends, stuck at each other’s sides all day and night.

Tom wanted to keep the relationship a secret from everyone, including his best friends and family.

At the beginning, no one noticed the change. Your closeness from before hadn’t changed as much, at least when you were around others. When the two of you were alone, you would have intimate moments together, giving each other chaste to passionate kisses and holding each other close. Cuddling was an exception, seeing as you already cuddled before you became a couple.

It wasn’t until quarantine that people began to notice a difference between you and Tom.

“Where’s Tom? He was supposed to help us make dinner,” Harrison asked, standing shirtless in the backyard while taking off his boxing gloves.

“He isn’t much help, though. Besides, we’ve got Sam,” Harry shrugged.

Sam laughed and patted Harry’s shoulder, “Thanks, mate.”

“Have you guys seen Y/N?” Tuwaine stepped outside of the house, looking around the backyard.

“No, what’s up?” Harry’s brows furrowed.

“She promised she would help me choose a movie for tonight,” Tuwaine frowned.

“Isn’t it strange that they’re both missing? This isn’t the first time, too,” Harrison said suspiciously, crossing his arms.

“Maybe they’re just hanging out. They are friends, you know,” Sam said while scrubbing the grill.

“I don’t know. They’re getting a little too friendly,” Harrison squinted at Tom’s window.

Tuwaine, Harry, and Harrison had newly risen suspicions while Sam stayed mutual. Sam didn’t want to invade either of your privacies. Although he always sensed a connection between the two of you, he never pushed your relationship any further than friends. If the two of you wanted to date, then you’d make the decision on your own.

-

You were cuddled in Tom’s arms, still hazy with sleep. You must’ve fallen asleep while watching a movie with him.

“Darling, you gotta get up,” his hoarse voice whispered from behind you.

“Mm, no. I don’t wanna,” you whined, eyes remaining shut.

“But you gotta. The boys’ll notice if we’re missing for too long,” he placed soft kisses to the side of your neck.

You tilted your head to give him easier access to your skin, “Let them, I don’t care anymore.”

“Darling,” he pulled away from you. He slid out from under the covers and off the bed. He walked over to the other side of the bed where you laid and sat beside your limp body. “Get up or I’ll tickle you,” he threatened. You laid under the duvet, ignoring the man hovering you. He threw the duvet off of your body and slid his hands into your shirt. His fingers began attacking your sides.

Laughs broke out of your pink lips, “St-Stop it, Tommy.”

“Then get up, princess,” he continued his assault.

“F-Fine, ju-just,” you gasped for air, “stop,” you squealed loudly.

“Alright, love,” he pulled his hands out of your shirt, smiling at your squirming figure.

“You’re mean,” you frowned at him, flipping over to get more rest.

“Y/N! You have to get up or I will carry you downstairs,” Tom said sternly.

You hummed, cuddling with yourself.

You felt his hands firmly grasp your waist, and a moment later, you were over his shoulder. You squealed and slapped his back, demanding him to put you down.

“Nope, I told you I would carry you down if you didn’t cooperate,” he lightly smacked your ass.

“Thomas Stanley Holland! Put me down this instant,” you said strictly.

He ignored you and carried you all the way down the stairs. Finally, he placed you on your feet and pushed you towards the backdoor. You glared daggers at him, flipping him off before stepping out of the house. He chuckled behind you.

“Y/N! I was looking for you! You promised you would choose out a movie with me to watch,” Tuwaine exclaimed as soon as he saw you. “What happened to your hair?” 

You heard snickering from behind you and saw Tom, Harrison, and Harry smirking at each other. 

If only looks could kill, you thought.

“I’ll be right back. Tom wouldn’t let me sleep and carried me here, thus the mess on my head,” you said, not truly knowing how bad you looked.

You walked back into the house, still able to hear Tom’s terribly hidden chuckles.

As soon as you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you freaked out. You hair was practically a nest on your head. All your clothes were wrinkled, and your mascara was smeared over your eyelids and eye bags. 

You decided that taking a shower was most efficient way to fix your predicament. 

-

“So, Tom, what were you and Y/N doing earlier?” Harrison smugly.

“Oh, we were watching a movie,” Tom shrugged nervously.

“Just a movie?” Harry’s voice arose.

“Well, we did fall asleep...”

Harry and Haz winked at each other and whispered, “Sleeping.”

They heard the door slide open and close, following the quiet steps from your flats.

“Damn, Y/N/N, what’re you dressing up for?” Tuwaine chuckled.

“Dress up? This is my casual outfit,” you smiled at your friend.

“Casual for a date night,” he added, then gasped, “Are you going on a date tonight?”

All of the boys, including Tom, looked at you.

“What? No,” you laughed, flustered, “I’m staying with you guys tonight. Bros over hoes, am I right?”

‘So that means you’re single, right?” Harrison spoke up.

Tom’s gaze snapped over to face his best mate.

“Y-Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” You laughed nervously.

“Have I ever told you how gorgeous you look, whether you look like a mess or not,” the blonde moved closer to you.

“Thanks, Hazza,” you blushed, replying awkwardly.

Harry and Tuwaine eyed Harrison confusingly. Harrison winked at them, and they smirked at each other in realization. 

“Yeah, Y/N/N, you look absolutely breathtaking tonight, though you look breathtaking all the time,” Tuwaine intervened.

“Maybe I should take you out tonight,” Harry grinned at you, “After all, you are single, aren’t you?”

“Y-Yeah, I am.”

Tom ears were tinted with a bright red. 

“Leave the girl alone, guys,” Sam finally said, attention still on the food on the grill.

“Buzzkill,” Harrison sang.

Harry and Tuwaine laughed.

“You can sit by me tonight, if you want that is,” Harrison whispered in your ear as he walked by.

You felt extremely hot and embarrassed. Your cheeks were surely as red as Tom’s ears. 

-

Sam had finished making the meal, so you had to choose a seat.

“Y/N, come sit here,” Harry patted the seat beside you.

“No, Y/N/N, come sit with me,” Tuwaine smiled warmly.

“Ignore those divs. The space on my lap is lonely, you should come give it some love,” Harrison smirked.

The comment made your pink once more, and you hid behind Tom. Tom was shaking with fury and jealousy.

“She’ll be sitting beside me,” Tom said sharply.

You shyly sat beside your boyfriend, gaze glued to the floor.

“So, Y/N, I’ve been thinking,” Harrison began, “We’ve known each other for a while now, and I’ve always felt this connection between us. I was wondering if you wanted more in our relationship.”

Sam audibly sighed but continued to eat his meal.

Your eyes widened. You only ever saw Harrison as a brother, just like Harry, Sam, and Tuwaine.

“I- um...” you began, only to be cut off by the brunette beside you.

“No, she doesn’t,” Tom growled.

You felt his hand grip your thigh, and his lips attached to yours. He passionately kissed you, biting your bottom lip for entrance. You gently pushed him away, embarrassed at his display of affection.

“Ha! What did we tell you Sam! They are dating after all,” Harry cheered happily.

“What?” Tom asked cluelessly.

“They thought that you guys were acting suspicious, so they came up with this “plan.” I told them otherwise because, unlike them, I respect your privacy,” Sam glared at the other boys.

“We’re his best mates though, why wouldn’t he tell us?” Harry whined to his twin.

“Ask him,” Sam shrugged.

“We wanted to keep it a secret from everyone to avoid drama. You know how the press gets,” Tom sighed.

“Besides, we liked the secrecy and privacy we had, but it feels relieving now that you guys know,” you spoke after a while, finally calmed down from the situation.

“Sorry for the flirting, just trying to get results,” Haz chuckled.

Tom glared at his best mate.

“Once you divs get a girlfriend, you’ll understand why they did what they did,” Sam said slyly.

Harry, Haz, and Tuwaine yelped at the smirking twin with anger.

the fact that I’m getting so many smut fics as a recommendation is really saying something bout me... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

missing him

a/n: i kinda cried while i wrote this, so hopefully you guys cry while you read this... i got the inspo from another fic i read on like wattpad, i think.. i hope it’s sad enough... enjoy the angst xx

warnings: mAJOR angst, one swear word, it’s actually kind of really sad, fluff at the end so...

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4 months. It has been 4 months since you last saw Tom. He left to film Cherry in Ohio, leaving you back at your shared home in London. At the beginning, Tom stayed in contact with you, calling everyday to tell you goodnight or how much he missed and loved you. Slowly, though, he began to call less and less to not at all. You didn’t blame him. He was filming a movie in which he starred in, after all, but it still negatively affected you.

After weeks of not getting any texts or calls from Tom, you finally received a text from him saying “soon.” You lit up. Tom was coming back, back to you. There’d be no more nights of your silent sobs and cuddling with his pillow.

But when was “soon?” Soon could mean one more month. It could also mean one week.

You checked your phone for any other notifications from Tom, but the single worded text was the only thing you received. No “I miss you” or “I love you” sent.

You shut off the light to your shared room, scurrying into the comfort of your bed. Placing your phone onto your bedside table, you closed your eyes, not in the mood to cry yourself to sleep that night. 

-

The door clicked open. You heard shuffling headed towards your room. Another click. His scent. It filled your senses and tears filled your closed eyes. You felt the bed dip under his weight, and he laid beside you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, nuzzling your head in the crook of his neck. It smelled so real. It felt so real.

What a cruel dream, you sighed sadly to yourself.

You could feel every line of his abs and curves of his muscular arms. You could even feel the gentle kisses he was placing to your hair. Tears ran down your cheeks and a silent sob left your mouth. A warm finger wiped them away.

“Open your eyes, darling, I’m here,” his voice filled your ears. It sounded all too real. Your mind was playing a pitiless joke on you.

“You’re not here. You’re just a figment of my imagination. It’ll only hurt more if you open your eyes, Y/N,” you cried out loud.

Tom eyed you with pain. You looked so fragile, so weak, almost like an empty shell. You were holding onto the edge of a cliff, close to falling. He hated that he brought this pain upon you. He hated that he didn’t stay in contact with you as he promised.

“I’m real, love, I’m real. I’m right here. You can touch me. can’t you?” A pleading tone in his voice, hoping you’d open your eyes to see the truth.

“I wish he were here.” you sobbed, tears rapidly running down your face, “I miss you so much, Tommy, it’s so hard to be here without you,” you sniffled.

“But I am here, Y/N/N, you just need to open your eyes,” Tom’s eye began to water, hearing the pain in your voice.

You could still smell and feel him. You assumed you were cuddling with his pillow like always. His scent must’ve started this torture.

You tried to push the pillow away from you, still half asleep. The pillow wouldn’t budge, though. If anything, somehow the pillow was moving closer to you and gripping onto you.

“Please just open your eyes, there’s nothing to be afraid of,” you heard his voice whimper.

Finally, your eyes fluttered open. You looked up, eyes locking with his new buzz-cut hair. Your eyes slowly trailed down, reaching his face. Your hand moved from its position to poke him on the cheek. The skin of the area dipped.

He was here. Right now. Back with you.

“T-Tommy,” you said breathlessly.

“I’m here, love, I’m here,” his eyes softened when he saw relief wash over your features.

You sobbed into his shoulder, “I missed you so much. I-I felt so alone for so long, but you’re here now.”

“I missed you, too. I’m so sorry, love, I didn’t mean to hurt you like this. It’s all my fucking fault,” he groaned, frustrated with himself.

“It’s not your fault, Tommy. You didn’t know this would affect me like this. I’m sorry for overreacting.”

“You didn’t overreact, my love, your reaction was perfectly understandable. I’m never leaving you here alone ever again, alright?” Tom said seriously.

You nodded, too busy breathing in his scent and relishing in the fact that he was back. For so long, you held onto his pillow, something that never satisfied your sleepless nights, but now, with Tom back, everything was as it should’ve been.

“You know I love you, right?” Tom’s groggy voice spoke into your hair.

“I do, and I love you, too.”

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you lied / end it all | angst ending

a/n: this is one alternate ending to the fic ‘you lied,’ so if you want, you can check out the fluffy ending at the link below! also read ‘you lied’ first because this is the ending... enjoy xx

warnings: one swear word, big time angst

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! you lied read first | fluff ending !

“Darling, I-I never meant to scare you. I’m so sorry, love,” he moved closer to you.

“Well it’s a little late for that isn’t it,” you snapped, face glowing red with rage.

“I know I shouldn’t’ve lied to you, but I really do love you, I swear,” he looked at you solemnly.

“I don’t doubt that, but you lied to me for 11 months. Hell, I even thought about moving in with you and marrying you and having children with you!” You spat, disgusted by the idea.

“We can still have that future. Just put down the pepper spray and come with me,” he said slowly, cautious to not trigger you to spray him.

“I’m not going to marry someone who murders people when they get mad! And I’m sure as fuck that I would never have children with you! I wouldn’t want my children to grow up like you: a monster,” you glared at him.

Tom felt his heart shatter into a million pieces in his chest. He never imagined you ever being this cruel and cold-hearted. To him, you were always sunshine and rainbows. He wanted the same future with you as you imagined, but he ruined it all by lying.

“All right,” he finally gave in, “you want me to leave, I’ll leave.”

“Ye-Yeah, go! Go back to whatever torture you were performing because I don’t care! I-I never cared! Leave,” you laughed at his back, lies slipping through your lips.

“Don’t go, please don’t. I love you, too. I do care, a lot at that. Stay.”

It was too late. The time you spent together and wondering about your future were all a waste. It’s crazy how one lie can end it all.